Lady by Day (Thursday Taster #11)

This week Jamal and Amber-Lynne return in a continuation of excerpts from my WiP Spanking My New Boss. I Hope you enjoy it.

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Lady by Day

By

Don Abdul

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“I'm so horny right now; would it please you Sir, to punish me with that huge.coc…?" her voice quivered until my disapproving look and a shaking of my head stilled her question even before she could complete it.

"No Amber-Lynne I will not!”

“I’m just your lowly employee and it has been so exciting taking the trip down the adrenaline fuelled spanking lane with you. In the final analysis you are noth….”

I stopped abruptly, catching myself just in time before I said anything I might regret later.

“Please don’t stop on my account… say it, say what you were about to say,” She interjected.

“You were going to say I am nothing but a cheap slut, weren’t you?” Her voice was even and devoid of bitterness or malice when she said the humiliating words. Judging by the calmness her calm voice, and expression, I couldn’t help feeling that she rather enjoyed saying the words.

I kept my eyes on her but said nothing; after a tension soaked couple of minutes, I finally spoke.

“Actually, I meant to say you are nothing to me, not my girlfriend, lover or fuck buddy, so I cannot… I would not fuck you.”

Her beautiful face had been glowing with naked lust just minutes earlier; it was now clouded over with an expression of incredulity. When I noticed her shoulders droop, I felt a kick of triumph in my cock.

It was obvious that I had pulled quite a coup on her. She clearly wasn’t used to being rejected.

‘She never would have guessed that after voluntarily handing the reins of control over to me, I could still reject her...’

Her face reddened with embarrassment and anger, but she said nothing. In her eyes however, I saw curiosity as well.

“As a rule, I do not have sex with strangers. Of course I'm attracted to you; I believe the bulge in my pants testifies to that. However, any fucking you get tonight will have to be from someone and someplace else.”

She was dead still and quiet for another eternity after I dropped that bomb.

With my feet firmly planted on her expensive carpet, I stood with my shoulders squared and my arms akimbo.

Standing up she looked me straight in the eye and asked,

“So if I were to be your girlfriend … would that work?” Her anxiety was evident in the way she shifted her weigh from one foot to the other.

I simply shook my head, causing her to give me a questioning look that asked ‘why not?’

“Well, I wouldn’t spank you if you were my girlfriend; a gentle man never hits a lady.”

“Oh but I am not a lady…I much prefer to be your slut, so you can punish me as you deem fit...Sir.”

Smiling in spite of my resolve to keep a straight face, the desperation in her voice pleased me greatly.

“You prefer to be my slut, uh?” I asked her with mock surprise.

“Yes Sir, it’ll be an honour if you’d let me be your slut...”

“Lady by day, slut by night...” The phrase rolled effortlessly off my tongue.

“Mmm...I’ve got to admit it does have a nice ring to it...”

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The Night Before - 3 (Thursday Taster #10)

Hi folks,

My Taster for the week is a continuation from last week. It is a sneak preview of the heated scenes from my current WiP Spanking Ny New Boss. I do hope you enjoy it. Please leave a comment, it will be most appreciated.

Cheers!

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SPANKING MY NEW BOSS

~The Night before (3)~

By

Don Abdul

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“Who else, Shirley Fairbanks of course… the bitch was literally drooling all over you…”

“You’ve got to be kidding me; are you for real?” I asked with an incredulous expression on my face.

“Oh come on; stop playing dumb and admit it… the way she held onto your hand and asked if I’d loan her your services…”

“But she’s old enough to be somebody’s grandmother….” I fired back.

“And so, that hasn’t stopped her before…” She came back even more determined.

‘I can’t do this right now… I need to get laid, my balls are hurting… I’ve got to get this show on the road right now…’

“You know what; let’s not talk about Shirley right now. Just take my cock into your mouth and suck it real good.” I commanded, testing my earlier suspicion that she loved a man to take what he wanted.

She paid no heed to my words even when I repeated my demand. My frustration was past the boiling point as my balls ached from her teasing, so I grasped a fistful of her honey blonde hair and yanked her head backwards so her face was turned up at me.

“Suck my fucking cock you bitch!”

The moments the words left my mouth I regretted saying them. It was as if I had become possessed by some sex-crazed spirit.

Her response to my last words however encouraged me to continue on my chosen path.

“And why should I? You’re not my master, and you cannot make me do anything I don’t want to do… or can you?” she teased me even further.

“What would you do if I refused anyways?” she goaded me even more.

“If you don’t start sucking my cock like a good girl I’ll whip your sorry ass, you bitch!” I said in an even tone but with the force and conviction of a man determined to have his way.

Although I sometimes fantasized about dominating a submissive female, I never imagined myself truly capable of addressing a woman in that manner. The reality of that moment had made me into this new creature. With this ache in my balls, I pushed those gentlemanly considerations from my mind.

Amber-Lynne looked up at me and defiantly held my gaze for what seemed an eternity, and then with her hair still in my grasp, she stood up and began to walk towards her desk.

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The Night before (2) Thursday Taster #9

Hi people, this week's taster is a continuation of last week's. It has some answers to the questions you asked last week. Enjoy!

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The Night before (2)

By

Don Abdul


Her ass was tight, and perfectly fleshy. I swear I saw her shaven pussy smiling back at me. The thought of taking her forcefully right at that moment sent my heartbeats into a crazy rhythm.

By the time she turned around to face me again, my shirt was off and I had already kicked off my shoes. I guess she was getting impatient as she stepped forward and unbuckled my belt. 

Discarding my belt, she knelt down before me like a little slave girl before her master. She deftly unzipped my pants and pulled down my pants and boxers in one fell swoop. My erect penis flipped free of its confinement, almost hitting her in the face.

When I was naked, she grasped my erection in a double handed grip, lifting to her mouth. She flicked its shiny chocolate head with her wet tongue which she then swirled all around it. Moaning, she licked my free flowing pre-cum and then cradled my balls in one hand while caressing my shaft with the other.

I closed my eyes and surrendered into her hands; I anticipated the sweet sensation of her hot wet mouth enveloping my manhood in a matter of seconds but it wasn’t to be. She only licked and lapped at my steely erection, and it soon dawned on me that she was being such a teasing bitch on purpose.

It all suddenly started to make sense. I could see it clearly now in my mind’s eye; the hints that I’d missed or not been sure of. The flashing, and the innuendos. The ambiguous statements, and now the cock teasing too.

‘You’ve gotta man up and bring your A game dude…This is one woman who loves a man to take what he wants…’

Well I was so damned horny and not at all in the mood to be teased. I guess she must have noticed my irritation. Switching gears and became hesitant… as if she had something she needed to get off her chest first.

“I know someone who wouldn’t hesitate to do your bidding for a taste of that.. thing between your legs...” She said with a measure of contempt in her voice.

The rational part of my brain knew well what she was attempting to achieve. Clearly she was looking to piss me off somehow.

‘She probably enjoys pissing off her lover so she could enjoy the grudge fuck that would follow.’ My intuition was however disrupted by my curiosity.

“Oh yeah, and who might that be then?” I asked her, my frustration increasing.

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Seven Whole Days (Erotic Poetry)

Seven Whole Days
Copyrights Don Abdul ©2006

There is something wrong with my eyes
I cannot take them off you
It didn't take me a moment to realise
How my soul yearns for you
From your little actions to the complex
The beauty of your soul reflects
The twinkle in your eyes
Soft feminine strength in disguise

If I had a week to live and dream with you
To act out my passion so deep so true

I would spend two days licking your nipples
Caressing and suckling your tits
Feeling your body succumb to ripples after ripples

Two days to pet your wetness, spreading those lips
Sucking on your clit and tonguing your vulva
Until its spews like a Geyser
Bathing my face in your essence

Two more days tossing your salad
Loosening the behind of you
Tongue, finger, and then a little toy
Calming, your fears, as one still so new
Gently slipping my throbbing veined member
One little inch after another
Resting, feeling the snug fit, as lust overtakes anxiety
Loving every thrust as you throw it right back, seeking yet another

One last day to tie it all up
Make love to all your five senses, all at once
Loving you softly, fucking you hard,and then filling your cup
Enjoying your moans, then contracting your passionate screams
Making our week evergreen, the stuff of dreams
Every second of every minute of every hour of everyday
A real Wow! Fun, fun, fun all the way

The Night Before (Thursday Taster #8)

Hi folks, this week's taster is a continuation of last week's offering, I hope you enjoy it.

The Night before (1)

By

Don Abdul

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We had been working non-stop all day on a nutty case. It was 8 p.m. and the rest of the team had left for the day. Amber-Lynne ordered a break and then she shifted the coffee table out of the way. Even before the smoothly gliding table came to rest she slipped off her three-inch heels, and then she rose to her feet and moved towards me. She stood in front of me and then without saying a word, she bent down and kissed me on the mouth.

Stunned by her seductive audacity, I had no idea how I got to my feet, but suddenly she was in my arms. I was so turned on by her sudden sexual provocation, I had a burning desire to enter her right there and then but I was determined not to allow my primordial desire to ruin our first sexual encounter.

We kissed hungrily and passionately for what seemed an eternity. Time came to a stop as we caressed and fondled each other, pressing against each other and moaning deeply.

The man inside of me rose to the occasion like my father once said it would when the time came. At that point, Amber-Lynne McCain wasn’t the boss anymore, she was a sexy woman whose needs drove her into my arms, and I was determined to sate her hunger.

Easing her arms away from my neck, I pulled her silk blouse from under her skirt while she unbuttoned it. My hand then got busy removing her bra, and fondling her lovely full breasts. I was intent on teasing her a little so I avoided touching her rock hard nipples even as I circled my finger around her areola.

Ohhh… please… she moaned as she pushed her breasts closer t my hands.

I could tell she was at the peak of her arousal already, so I eased her onto the couch.

“Oh my, that is beautiful she enthused in a throaty tone as she pointed at the tent my erection had made in my pant. Unable to contain her excitement, she upped the ante, fluidly swinging her sexy legs off the couch. Reaching behind herself to unzip her skirt, she turned around she slid down her skirt bending down to get it clear of her feet.

That was when I got my first ever look at her completely naked rear view.

‘Oh my word! She is one hot momma!’ That tiny voice in my head screamed. I’ve always had a thing for women who go without panties.

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The Morning After (Thursday Taster #7)

The Morning After

By

Don Abdul

Nervously looking left and right, I stepped off the elevator into the corridor. I thought it best to avoid my sexy new boss for the time being. I was worried that there might be some tension between us considering the event of the previous night.

‘That would surely make working for her very awkward and difficult.’

‘What I need is a plausible alibi to explain why I couldn’t make our morning briefing in her office,’

Thankfully I had an important meeting scheduled for the next couple of hours; the meeting was a brainstorming session to formulate strategy for dealing with the needs of an important client. Since it was scheduled to take place at my office, I could hide out right at my desk without running into her.

A couple of colleagues arrived for the meeting, and the meeting commenced with my assistant taking the minutes.

About half an hour into my meeting, there was a knock on my office door.  My heart skipped a beat when the door swung open and she walked in; a thin film of sweat formed on my brow despite the air conditioning but I willed myself to remain calm.

The meeting was put on hold as everyone around my desk stood up to greet the tall sexy blond bombshell that was my boss, Ms. Amber-Lynn McCain.

“Good morning everyone, please be seated.” She responded, waving everyone back to their seats.

 “Hello Mitch, I just stopped by to return this to you personally. The client would be quite impressed, keep up the good work.”

She turned around and started to walk away but after taking a couple of steps she stopped and then turned around. it was almost as if she could feel the numerous eyes caressing the sexy contours of her curvaceous ass and hips.

“By the way Jamal, great work last night, I trust there’s more where that came from,” she concluded with a naughty wink which I hoped none of the others noticed.

I couldn’t help the sheepish smile that graced my face; I felt like a school boy singled out for praise by a sexy female teacher he has a crush on.

She was almost out the door before I finally found my voice again,

“Thank you,” I said barely above a whisper.

The buzz around my desk continued immediately, but I caught my assistant watching me closely. I avoided her stare and pretended to focus on the meeting when in actual fact I was replaying the cock provoking events of the previous night in her office, and how it had all started.

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Temptation in business suit (Thursday Taster #6)

My taster for this week comes from another WiP of mine titled Mile High Pleasure (a Sequel to Driven by Desire by Tyrese Jordan). I hope you enjoy it.

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Temptation in Business Suit

by

Don Abdul

The maxim “Never mix business with pleasure,” has never held any meaning for Paige Devereaux. In her mind both are one and the same thing; doing business was always a pleasure. After all, she has proved herself as an astute business woman and shrewd investor.

In keeping with her personal investment philosophy, Paige had two key reasons for buying into the Dubai real estate deal in which Devereaux Industries was currently involved. The first and most important of her reasons was that it was profit. It was a great deal with a win-win future; the projected return on investment was so mouth watering that it had been a piece of cake convincing her husband Kyle to invest in it. 

Her second and more personal reason for backing the deal was a 34 year old Italian architect and conceptual brain behind the deal. From the day Roberto Scholari was introduced to her by a business associate at the country club, Paige Devereaux had not been able to get the Italian Adonis out of her head. 

His sexy dark looks constantly fuelled her wet dreams. Her nights were frequently haunted by images of his tanned his chiseled body covered in olive oil, slithering against her sexy contours as he ravished her in the most exhilarating manner.

Remembering the sensual movement of his lips while he spoke always led her to the same conclusion, “he has to be a great kisser.” The mere thought of his other potential skills always left her soaking wet.

The icing on the cake was that Roberto politely ignored her subtle flirtations. The graceful gentleman in him however generously complimented her beauty and her business acumen.

Mmm...Very few men are as gifted in the delicate art of flattering a woman while at the same time turning down her sexual advances…

She frequently reminisced about their second meeting, a business lunch at an upscale city restaurant. Even with three other people in their party, Paige took every opportunity to check him out. Her eyes followed every movement of his sexy lips as he spoke with the fluid grace of his slightly accented English. 

Her pulse raced at his gracious refusal to acknowledge her flirtation.

If only he knows how much more that turns me on… this beautiful man… this temptation in a business suit…

Being a wealthy woman who lacked nothing, she found his reluctance a rather refreshing departure from the norm. It greatly excited her that the hunt was set to be every bit as interesting as the conquest.

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Orchid in Hell

Orchid in Hell

Don Abdul (c) 2014

Vast and barren as far as the eyes can see

Sand, so endless it’s like the sea

Windswept and lifeless

Yet, she is blessed with beauty nonetheless

She is nature’s own perfect piece of art

A marvel to smell, touch and look at

Both forbidding and seductive at once

She beckons with the lure of a near carnal force

Though she’s ruthless, meting out death to the foolhardy

How does one even begin to be ready?

Why on God’s earth would anyone tempt fate?

Yet men embrace the erotic swells of its curvaceous dunes

Only to rethink when it’s too late

She is hells deepest pit by day

Even as her breath is bone chilling with her nightly tunes

A melancholic lullaby as the life of the lost fades away

To this unfortunate and lonely death she leads many

In her wickedly seductive tyranny

Save for the few fortunate

Those for whom the gods navigate

To a patch of earth endowed so well

An Orchid in hell

An Oasis of life, so beautiful

Green shade and water plentiful

History of Submission (Thursday Taster #2)

Thanks for stopping by for my Thursday Taster offering for this week. It is a continuation of last weeks snippet from my WiP (Lust, Lies, and Secrets). Enjoy it.




History of Submission

by

Don Abdul

To anyone else, the way Frederick’s body responded to the torrents of abuse and humiliation by his wife would have been quite bizarre. To Fredrick however, it was not strange at all; he had felt it a few times before. He blushed as he felt the familiar rush of liveliness that came with recalling the earliest awakening of what he had come to secretly refer to as his kinky side...

He had fought the feeling at first, agonizing for months before finally taking the bull by the horn and seeking help. He went into therapy in an effort to rid himself of his “abnormal feelings”. None of it worked, and he was about to give up when he met his third shrink, Dr. Paige McNamara. That was fifteen years ago, and five years before he met and married Marge.

Dr. Paige McNamara had been quite helpful in guiding through the process of coming to terms with the submissive impulses he had been experiencing at least since puberty. The ever calm and attentive Dr. McNamara had listened and taken notes while he talked about his feelings and response to situations of loss of power especially to females with domineering personalities.

On the advice of his shrink, he had undertaken a journey of self discovery that eventually helped him to accept his inner submissive and kinky desire for humiliation by strong willed women with distinctly dominant personalities.

It had all worked well, and he indulged his desire for a couple of years until an encounter with an opportunistic “Mistress” threatened his professional life. Mistress Kyra had set him up for blackmail by her boyfriend; he had to pay to acquire the negatives of pictures of him in various compromising positions that would have definitely damaged his authority in the work and business environment.

It had taken the help of a childhood friend in the police department to neutralize that threat.. Fredrick’s friend had dug up even bigger dirt on the blackmailers and then managed to convince them to hand over the photos and leave town...



‘What a pity; it takes a misguided suspicion of infidelity to finally get her into such a state...’



He could easily have explained to Marge that he wasn’t cheating on her with Miss King, but he didn’t. He preferred rather to prolong the quarrel and savour the euphoria of her feral outburst and the threatening posture of her righteous indignation.

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Heated Moment (Thursday Taster #1)

Heated Moment

 (Excerpt from my WiP – Lust Lies and Cuckold Secrets)

“You will look at me when I’m talking to you... you cheating bastard.” Marge cursed her husband with rage she never even knew she was capable of. Somewhere in the deeper recesses of her mind she was shocked by the venom in her own voice. At the moment though, there was no going back, she couldn’t care less about his feelings. In her reckoning, he was a lying cheating bastard who dared to betray her trust after 10 years of marriage.

“What? For Christ sake get a hold of yourself woman!” Fredrick’s deep voice boomed with a hint of warning. His was the sort of voice that wouldn’t dare argue with. Apparently his wife was too mad to care.

“Oh yeah; and if I do not get a hold of myself, what are you going to do about it Mr. High and mighty sleep around? “

She cursed him louder even as he looked into her angry face and then turned around without saying any more. He slipped his hands into his pant pockets and then began to walk away from her. She clearly wasn’t ready to back down from the confrontation just yet; she followed him with her voice still angry and loud.

“Run away... you fucking prick, I’ll be right here waiting... One way or another, you’re going to tell me everything about that whore you’ve been screwing. I want a full confession and an immediate end to the whole sordid mess or else there’ll be hell to pay, you hear me?”

Frederick would have stayed to listen to more of what his angry wife had to say but at that moment he thought it wiser to just leave. His reason for walking away would definitely have shocked her into silence had she known it.

Frederick was the CEO of a medium sized company and he wasn’t used to being spoken to in that tone of voice by anyone, not publicly anyway.

To say his wife’s current state of mind was out of character would be over stating the obvious. What’s not obvious was the response her anger provoked deep inside of him. There was something distinctly wild and forbidding, even disciplinarian in her tone. Her harsh words bypassed the normal channels of his body and reached straight into the pleasure center of his brain. His thumping heart pumped blood to his cock until which quickly swelled to near full erection. 

Valentine Reflection

Valentine Reflection

Don Abdul (c)2014



If the sky be blue

Let your heart be true

If your heart longs to love

Seek it, find it and cherish it with bold resolve

If your heart sings to your head

Let your feet by that music be led

As you dance as though without a care

Stand tall, be happy, let it not be spoiled by fear

Love is wonderful, so pure, so divine

Celebrate it with your valentine

If music is the food of love, and so it truly is

Then by all means play on... please

Twice the Pleasure

Twice the Pleasure

By

Don Abdul



“Zzzzz...” Samantha smiled as she glanced at Drake who blissfully snored away beside her on the king sized bed. He was exhausted from half an hour of intense sex with the insatiable trophy wife.

Unable to endure months of neglect by her business tycoon husband, Samantha Drexler had driven to a club frequented by college athletes. Her urban chic temptress look turned quite a few heads, but as in all things Samantha chose the right moment to make her choice.

“Hi pretty lady, “Drake had greeted her.

“What’s your poison?” he inquired offering to get her a refill.

“Hi yourself... Mmm... Trying to bribe me with a drink uh?” She teased him chuckling at his blush.

He quickly recovered his composure and came back at her...

“Oh... and what might be the suitable uh... inducement to offer you then?”

“Mmm... brilliant as well as handsome, I love that.... now let’s see....You wouldn’t happen to have a friend who’s as adventurous as you seem to be now would you?”

“I might have an itch that needs urgent scratching...”

They held each other’s gaze for a while, sizing each other up trying to determine just how serious the other was.

“In fact I do. Give me a minute.”

She was on her feet and ready to leave by the time Drake returned with his friend Trent.

***

They had barely made it past the door when, Samantha threw herself into Drake’s arms. She literally ripped his clothes off him and then went down on him while Trent disrobed and then sat at the edge of the bed watching and stroking his throbbing erection.

The couple soon joined Trent on the bed where Samantha pushed him onto his back and then straddled his face.

“Aghhh... yes eat it... Mmm...” She was still moaning from the pleasure of having Trent eat her out when Drake jammed his manhood in her mouth.

“Mmm....” she moaned through the mouthful of man flesh as she rode Trent’s face faster and harder.

Damn this guy is so goooooooooood.... she thought as she felt him run his tongue from her clit over her soaking wet slit right down to her back door.

She shivered with pleasure as he tossed her salad and then resumed plunging his tongue into her pussy.

“Ughhhhhhhh....” she groaned as she was seized by shudders as she climaxed.

Once her shudders receded, she slid down Trent’s body and then grabbed his steely member. She guided his cock into her dripping wet pussy. With her eyes trained on Drake who stood at the head of the bed with his back against the wall.

Interesting guy, a voyeur too I see... this is turning out to be so much better than I’d expected...

“Mmm... yessss... Ohhh....” she moaned as she rode Trent’s cock faster and harder.

Through her half shut eyes, she saw Drake give his cock a few more strokes before he came over to join the party. Through her increasingly loud moans, she licked her lips, expecting him to muffle her cries with his impressive girth.

Her heart soared when he crawled by instead; she suspected he had an even more interesting design for her pleasure. The act of turning her head in an attempt to confirm her suspicions brought her g-spot into even closer contact with Trent’s thrusting cock.

Surrendering to the rush of pleasure that washed through her, her eyes shut and she lost track of Drake until she felt his hot wet tongue aping at her rear portal.

“Oh fuck yessss... That is so gooooooooooood...” she moaned in ecstasy as the young athlete tossed her salad.

If only he knew... she thought in appreciation of his fulfilment of one of her foremost sexual fantasies.

“Ughhhhh... my goooooooooodnessssssss.... yeahhhhh...”

She groaned, as she felt Drakes finger penetrate her spit bathed anal channel. She threw her ass back against his thrusting digit even as she rode Trent’s cock faster and harder.

“Oh fuck yes, give me more...” she breathed to no one in particular.

She was punch drunk on pleasure but the best was yet to come. She felt warm spittle trail down the crack of her ass just a moment before Drakes second finger violated her ass as well.

Trent granted her prayer for more by reaching up and cupping her breasts in each hand and then squeezing her taut nipples hard.

“Aghhh... fuck... yes baby...” she cried savouring the potent mix of pleasure and pain.

***

Meanwhile Drake was ready to double her pleasure in full. Pulling his fingers out of her anal opening, he spit in his hand and lubricated his shaft even as he positions himself for a triumphal entry.

Squatting rather than kneeling behind her, he grasped her waist and then plunged his steely cock into her lubricated ass. It was an intense moment of heightened sexual energy; the sounds and smell of their threesome sex pervaded the air as Samantha’s ass bucked wildly and bounced back and forth between her two young lovers.

“Oh fuck yes... harder... Ughhhhh.... “She moaned as Drake grasped a fistful of her hair and rammed his cock up her ass ending her careering onto Trent’s thrusting penis.

Time stood still for what seemed an eternity of ecstasy and then intense sexual tension in the room broke with Samantha’s scream as she climaxed.

Her walls gripped Trent’s shaft bathing him in the lotion of her release even as her hips bucked and sent him over the cliff edge too.

“Oh fuck I’m cumming....” He groaned like a wounded beast as he shot his load deep inside her cunt.

Resting her head on Trent’s heaving chest, she threw her ass higher in the air where Drake hammered away at it like a driven soul. It wasn’t long before he followed in their wake too. Yanking at her hair he buried his cock balls deep in her ass and ejaculated amidst shudders that rocked them both.

When he was done he collapsed next to her on the bed. They were all hot and sweaty as they rested. When their breathing had returned to normal Samantha sat up for a little bit of stock taking. Her encounter with the two college athletes was definitely a dream come true, two orgasms like she would never know with her rich but desperately boring and sexually clueless husband was well worth it. She definitely planned on enjoying her boys even more before the night was over...

“Zzzz....” Her train of thoughts was interrupted by Drakes snoring. He seemed worse for wear, but going by his performance so far, she reckoned he’ll be alright.

Trent on the other hand was still and quiet; she couldn’t tell from his even breathing if he was asleep or just resting in quiet contemplation. She thought it wise to let the boys rest while she basked in the awesome afterglow of her awesome orgasms.

She fetched the erotic novel she had brought to the hotel with her. It was the very ménage erotic romance novel that had put the idea of tonight in her head in the first place.

“What are you reading?” Her mental journey into the world of the books characters was interrupted by the sound of Trent’s deep voice.



“Shhhh... get some rest Trent, I’m a lady with a huge appetite...” she said in the most suggestive tone whilst winking at him.

Quickie Fix

Quickie Fix

By

Don Abdul

~~~

Ahmad stood with his back against the wall just a few feet away from the bedroom door. Lost in his reminiscence of his fulfilling sexual encounter with Diamond, he rubbed his cock subconsciously until loud shattering noises from the direction of the kitchen snapped him out of his erotic reverie.

Rushing out of the bedroom, he raced in the direction of the commotion. He came to a stop just inside the door frame the kitchen and quickly scanned the room for Diamond. It wasn’t until he found her that he realized what had happened.

She was on her hands and knees, sweeping the shattered pieces if china plates into a dust pan and then depositing same in a trash bin. The red silk robe she wore was way too shot; it bared her voluptuous hindquarters to his eyes.

His manhood kicked enthusiastically at the rear view of her moist pussy lips. It was only then that Ahmad realized he had rushed to the scene of the disturbance with his cock sticking out the parted front of his robe like the gun turret of an armoured tank.

“Oh my word!” He quickly realized the moment the words were out of his mouth that he had just alerted Diamond to his presence. It didn’t matter though as he was way too horny to be embarrassed at that point.

“Oh no you don’t....You’re not coming anywhere near me with that thing looking so enraged... Hell no!” Diamond warned him with mock seriousness when she turned around to find him ogling her in a state of complete arousal.

“Look who’s complaining... Come on baby, you know you want it...” Ahmad teased her as he began to advance towards her.

He chased her around the kitchen until he caught her. Even though she resisted his advances, he knew she was only play acting the reluctant damsel. She only struggled a little longer and then she began to push her bare buttocks harder against his throbbing erection.

Turning her around the moment she stopped fighting to get away from him, he kissed her neck, and then nibbled on her earlobe. The urgency of his desire was so infectious, by the time he kissed her mouth, she eagerly welcomed his tongue.

Scooping her up by her thick thighs, he planted her on the edge of the countertop. Reaching between them, she untied the belt of his robe just as he did the same for her.

“Mmm...” he heard her moan as he felt and fondled her ample breasts amidst their urgent kisses. Driven by the urgency of their shared desire, Ahmad guided his throbbing cock into her wet channel.

“Aghhh....” she gasped and then bit his lip as he entered her.

Ahmad let himself go completely this time; gone was the self consciousness and worries of what might go wrong. He had found his Mojo again as grasped her voluptuous ass and thrust his member in and out of her. The rhythm of their individual movement and sex cries quickly coalesced into the harmonious intensity of a perfect quickie sex.

Diamond was the first to climax as she wrapped her thick legs around his waist and sucked his shaft deeper inside her depth. She screamed, shuddering even as she dug her nails deeper in his fair muscled shoulders.

“Ohhh yes... cum for meeeeeeeeee....” Ahmad groaned just as the rush of climax cut him off midsentence. His hips shot forward one last time, burying his cock to the hilt and then he shot his load in her juicy cavern.

Out of breath and sweating hard, he pulled his semi flaccid member out of her cum filled sex. It was only then that he felt the burning sensations on his back and shoulders, memorable legacies of her scratches and love bites bestowed upon him in the throes of her orgasm.

Up Against the wall

Up Against the wall

By

Don Abdul

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The implied definition of their encounter suited Ahmad just fine; she had an itch that needed urgent scratching, and he needed a woman like crazy.

No emotions, no mess... Ahmad thought; although he didn't know Jess that well, she was giving such a good account of her oral skills she had him so close to busting a nut already. To forestall any accidental discharge, Ahmad stepped back causing his spit bathed cock to slip out of her mouth and her grasp.

He smiled, noting how Jess’s face lit up with a mischievous grin as he ripped the condom from its pack. While he rolled the rubber onto his steely cock, she got up and started walking towards the huge bed. Ahmad was right behind her, and she was in the middle of climbing onto the bed when he caught her.

He grasped her waist stopping her right where she was. In that vulnerable position with her pussy bared to him, he guided his sheathed cock in between her glistening nether lips.

“Aghhh... yesssss... take me hard and deep...” Her moan and plea spurred him to follow his initial thrust with even harder and deeper thrusts as he began to fuck her in driven strokes.

She’s begging for it and I’m in such a horny mood... his inner freak thought of their present circumstances as a win-win situation.

Even though he was driven by his pent up desire, fucking her hard and rough he was still mindful of hurting her. He was determined to restrain himself from plunging his entire length inside her until she was fully opened. Despite his efforts however, the waves of pleasure washing over him soon eroded his control.

Unleashing the full brunt of his youthful energy on the blonde cougar, he drove his cock to the very depth of her cunt.

Definitely hit a tender spot there... His naughty inner freak thought as she both gasped and screamed at the same time. It wasn't exactly a cry of pain rather it was one of pleasure at a cost.

She scrambled up the bed briefly slipping away from his grasp but he wasn't about to let her escape. He followed her up the bed where she stood with her back against the headboard, breathing heavily and trembling with desire still... her lust was so eloquently written on her face.

“Fuck handsome man... you’re gonna kill me with the good fuck... I've got to catch my breath...” she pleaded.

If he heard her half spoken, half whispered words he paid them no heed as he hurriedly spun her around placing her hands on the wall. He kicked her feet further apart and then plunged his cock into her from behind.

“Aghhh... Mmmm... Oh fuck you’re so fucking goooooood...”

“Ohhh... yes... fuck me harder... fuck me like a slut...make me your slut...” She pleaded as he rammed her
channel harder, driving her body into the wall. The harder he fucked her, the louder she moaned and talked dirty to him.

Rock My world (New Release)

My much anticipated book of erotic poetry is now available at:

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Beyond The Clouds (Poetry)

Beyond the clouds

Don Abdul (c)2013

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Trials and tribulations

Hardships and challenges

These do not rain upon us, they pour...

Dampening the spirits

In their wake broken, shivering masses of the hopeless

Yet the heavens place no burden

Upon a shoulder it couldn't bear

Each mortal is blessed

If only we’d look within

Beyond the self doubt, the fear

And find our hidden wings...

Feel the courage to spread them out

Staring adversity in the eyes, unblinking

Flapping away as we soar... higher...

And fly beyond the clouds

Forced to Submit - Cover Reveal

Forced to Submit, my upcoming book now has a cover. I'm so excited!

Diamond in the rough (WiP)

Introducing my WiP, Diamond in the rough
I'm currently at 22k and counting. I've never been so excited about a story as I am about this hot interracial erotic romance. Here's the blurb to give you an idea of what's in the offing...

Diamond in the rough
by
Don Abdul

An interracial attraction between the scion of a wealthy Arab sheikh and a plus sized ebony escort snowballs into an intense affair. The relationship that ensues is punctuated by events beyond their control. After losing contact, both lovers fantasize over the memories of their brief but intense sexual encounter. After they have both let go of the wild fantasies of their youth, they run into each other under the most unlikely circumstances.
They must decide between seizing the moment to recapture their intense passion, or shutting out the past. Whatever decision they reach, there would be consequences.

Thoughts so Deep

Thoughts so deep

By

Don Abdul (c)2013

I hear your voice in the nights chilled breeze

The warmth of your breath won't let me freeze 

Your whispered endearments kindle fire inside 

In that special place wherein you reside 

On this, my stroll down the memory lane 

My thoughts of you, so deep they'd never wane 

I miss you, your laughter and every single tear 

And everything else about you that I hold so dear 

Don Abdul Unplugged (1): Inspiration

Don Abdul Unplugged (1): Inspiration:
(c)17 July 2013

I find my inspiration mostly in simple, even mundane everyday lives of normal people. I simply think, “What if there’s more to their lives than meet the eye?” My stories are therefore inspired by the wishes, aspirations and secret fantasies of these normal folks, and that is the basis of the interesting back stories in the lives of my characters regardless of their public persona.

The inspiration for my last book (Checkmate) is especially consistent with this idea. It exposes the unspoken racial tension in the social dynamics of a supposedly racially liberal workplace and the delicate balances that had to be maintained in order not to upset the applecart.