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I've mentioned that I'm writing a novel for National Novel Writing Month. I wrote a pretty steamy scene last night that I thought some here might like (it's not exactly an erotic novel, but there are some sex scenes in it).

The main character is a vampire who has memory loss and doesn't know her own name. This is a very rough draft, not edited whatsoever, and parts of it were written after too many glasses of wine.

There's more, but I had to shorten it a bit to adhere to the character limits for a blog here.

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[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I slipped my shoes off under her bed, partially to get more comfortable, but mostly to feel the plushness of the carpet. When I turned around, she was on me, her hands in my hair, her lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around her and did something I didn't know I could do. I lifted her up. She felt so good, so tight in my arms. Her weight bore on me purposely, and I fell back onto the bed.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]She put her hands on either side of my head and kissed me hard and deep. Her knees sunk into the bed on either side of mine, and she let her body lay against mine. The feeling of her small breasts against my big ones was titillating, and it just made me want to feel more of them. My hands slid down her back and found bare skin where her shirt had ridden up. She moaned again softly as my fingers lightly raised all the invisible peach fuzz of her lower back. I took that as permission to keep going, and slipped my hands into the waistband of her jeans.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]It caught me off guard and I got worried when she sat up then, but I needn't have been concerned. All she was doing was pulling her shirt over her head. When her hands when behind her back to unclasp her bra, I thought it was safe to bring mine to the front and unbutton her jeans. It felt unfair to have her beautiful body and breasts presented in front of me, yet I was still fully clothed.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]She giggled then, and it made me feel warm inside. I was the one who was supposed to be reading her thoughts, but it seemed that she knew mine. Her hands went up under my shirt, and her fingers slid over my stomach. It made me tingle all over. But it got even better as she ran her hands up higher, over my breasts. I arched my back and raised up to give her room to reach behind me and unclasp my bra. It felt so good to have the tight band released and her fingers massaging over it. With her hands on my breasts, she slid the bra up and out of the way. It made me want her mouth on mine again, but she was too far away.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Instead, it was my turn to slide my hands up her stomach and to her small and firm breasts. Unlike my big soft ones that felt squishy, hers were like soft peaches in velvet bags. Her nipples were so hard and poking out far, and I let all of my fingers brush over them. She moaned, but pulled back away from me, as if to say, "Not yet." I let my hands sink down to her stomach again, resting my fingers lightly on the front of her panties.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]They stayed there while she pulled my shirt up to expose my chest. Then she leaned down and kissed one breast, then the other. Her lips started at the outside and circled in, eventually ending up on my nipple. This she kissed with open lips first, then added a little bit of a suckle. Her tongue flicked over my wide, hard nipple, then circled around it before sucking gently. She kneaded my breast and lightly pinched the nipple while she went to work on the other one. This time, after sucking on it, her teeth barely brushed it. After gauging my reaction, she lightly bit it while rolling the other one between her fingers.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I watched her as long as I could, taking in her beauty and her expertise, but I was losing myself to the pleasure. Before I realized it, I found myself staring absently up at the gauze, seeing nothing, concentrating instead on the pleasure she was giving me. She gradually stopped and backed off, slowly waking me from my daze.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]My hand was still on the front of her panties, and I stroked them gently. She straightened up and lifted off of me slightly to give me more access. To tease, I let my fingers gently trail over the fabric, up to the band, then back down to the crotch, forming shapes and circles on her pelvis. She leaned back and presented herself to me. I pulled down on the waistband and ran my fingers through the triangle of trimmed hair underneath. Her pubes were blonde too, which made her feel more exotic.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Putting my hands on her waist, I gently coaxed her off of me and laid her down on the bed. I took the opportunity to discard my loosened bra and shirt, and then thought, what the hell, and stipped away my bottom half too. Candy watched me and smiled. I climbed back up on the bed. The fabric of the quilt felt cool against my buttocks, and then quickly warmed to my touch. I wanted to make love to her on that quilt.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Propping myself up on one elbow, I used my other hand to lightly run my fingers over every inch of her skin. Starting from the tops of her feet, I touched my way up one leg, then down the other. Then I concentrated on the hand farthest away from me, first running my fingertips over the top and up and down each finger before turning her hand over and drawing shapes on her palm. From there, I went up the inside of her wrist, up her forearm to the crook of her elbow. Before I could get to the ticklish area of her underarms, I let my fingers go up her bicep to her shoulders. With my whole hand, I lightly massaged her neck. [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Her juggular pulsed, willing me to touch it, to penetrate it with my teeth. I was suddenly very thirsty. My fingers rested on her skin, and I felt her pulse underneath. I stopped breathing, stopped my heart beating, and focused on nothing but the blood running through her veins. She cooed slightly, and I blinked. Somehow, I had gotten just inches away from her neck. She could feel my breath. And worst of all, from what I heard in my thoughts, she trusted me completely.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]From the livingroom, I heard a crackle, like something burning up in a fire.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]"Did you hear that? Is everything okay?" I said in a low voice so as not to startle her.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]She opened her eyes. "I didn't hear anything. Everything's fine." Her fingers brushed a strand of hair out of my face, as if to say, "Please don't stop."[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I shook my head. "Sorry." My fingers continued their way down her opposite arm in the other direction. When I was done caressing her fingers, I entwined mine in hers and stared into her eyes for a moment. When she looked back, I was basked in the feeling desire and love. Not real love, not serious love, I told myself, but that kind of caring you get when you share an emotional moment.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Letting go of her hand, I made the jump over to her stomach. I let my fingers trail up and down her sides, hoping she wasn't too ticklish. She wasn't. Her stomach quivered slightly as my hands brushed over it. I leaned over her and kissed the soft flesh of her belly as my hair tickled her skin. She made her hands into fists in an attempt to not squirm.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]First I kissed her lower belly, then up and around her belly button. It was a slow journey, and I made sure to take my time. Even if I couldn't read her mind, I would've known it would drive her nuts. But I was enjoying myself too, the sweet and salty taste of her skin, the softness of her against my lips. I felt like I could sit there and kiss her stomach forever, but I didn't think she could take much more.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I continued upwards, kissing each breast without using my hands, first underneath, then around the swell and up to the top and around her nipple. Finally, as softly as I possibly could, I kissed her nipple with fluttering lips before moving to the other breast. [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Her lips called to me, but even more, so did her neck. As much as she wanted me to kiss it, I skipped over her neck this time and went straight to her lips, all while massaging her breasts in my hands. Yet again, she tasted so sweet, and when I lightly bit her bottom lip, it took everything I could muster not to sink my teeth in. Even as I thought about it, I could hear the hiss of the candle in the other room. I'm not sure how protective that candle really was, but at the very least, it was a gentle reminder to me to keep my head.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Very very slowly, I let one hand slip off of her small firm breast, down her torso, and to the waistband of her panties. I slipped my fingers underneath and back to the small bit of hair underneath.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Suddenly, there was a loud thump at the front door. We both jumped. Her tongue was in my mouth, and I have no clue how I didn't bite down. I could feel the candle in the living room extinguish. We both froze, I stopped breathing, and she held her breath. The thumping of her heart echoed throughout the room.[/FONT][/COLOR]

So, I've only recently really accepted that I might be bisexual, or even possibly a lesbian. I've always been a tomboy, never really been into girly things like dresses, ruffles, bows. I had more fun going hunting and fishing with my dad and playing baseball, but my mom thought I wasn't girly enough so she put me in cheerleading instead. The hunting and fishing stopped, but I was never a flyer as a cheerleader- I was the base lifting the girls up. I had feelings where I liked girls, but was told they were gross and wrong and you shouldn't act on it. My one real lesbian sexual encounter I was 10 and one of my best friends and I were making out and fingering each other. It felt right, but my mom caught us and said I couldn't see her anymore. My first sexual intercourse was with a man and we stayed together 5 1/2 years, but always fought never got along and he could only please me with oral sex. I'll admit I've only had sex with men, and haven't had another encounter with a woman in 17 years. I've kissed them, fondled breasts, and it feels right. But what I wonder is if there's anyone out there who's had a similar experience, denied who they are or think I might be labeling myself wrongly?

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It is almost Monday I am so excited and turned on right now. You see I recently became an online webcam entertainer. I have been planning this Monday to have a black 8 inch thick hard dick in my bedroom for an online live cock sucking event. I am going to lick this big hard cock and wrap my lips around it and suck it deep down my throat in a make it or break it blow job main event. All the guys who have been following me will be watching. I am even thinking about letting this rock hard cock holder break in my very tight virgin asshole. I am not sure I can do it but I will try. I will be lubing it up over night and sliding bigger and bigger dildos in there and let them stay in as long as I am comfortable or until I put an even bigger one in it's place. I am so tense and turned on at the same time. Wondering if I can suck it off and take a huge load of warm sticky black cum in my mouth and quite possibly swallow it. I have sucked big cocks before but not this large. My cock is getting hard just thinking about it. Don't you wish you were me? Of course you do but do you have the guts and willingness to have many men watch you as you do a taboo like sucking off a huge black dick. What would you be thinking and what would you do?

[B]I want to be dressed up made up and all whored out. I want your wife to fix me all up then I want her to humiliate me and degrade me while she forces me to lick suck and get her man very horny and hard. I want her to spank me slap me and pull my hair. I will wear a choke collar for her. I want her to invite another man over for me to suck off while the couple watches and taunts me on. I want her man to force me to lick her clit suck her pussy lick her asshole and fuck her if he will let me. I want the both of them to oil me all up especially around my tight virgin ass. I want you two to bust in my tight virgin ass for all that will cum in there in the many days to cum.[/B]:eek:

[QUOTE=Ebonybifemme7;275992][I]Well, I'm a female and I can say with all honestly that I witnessed male on male sexually contact growing up. While a lot of the male teens that I knew growing up were outwardly homophobic, inwardly it was always something different.

One time when I was 14, I saw these three black boys at the basketball court. I was trying to make out what they were doing, but it was sexual. I remember one of the boys had his legs wrapped around the other boy, around his waist, straddling him; and they were doing some sort of humping with eachother. The one that was doing the humping was threatening the other one. Something he was saying like 'you better not....' ' if you keep doing that, i'll do it again.' The other one just stood and watched, didnt say too much of anything. Now I was only 14 and I was really trying to figure out what was going on. I was looking outside of my parents bedroom window while they were gone. I remember even at that young age being turned on by seeing male on male sex. Deep down inside I want to believe I dreamed about this whole thing, but I knew that I wasnt. They probably didnt think anyone was watching, but I saw the whole thing.[/I]:yikes2:[I]

I would say a lot of same sex horseplay that would go on. Guys slapping eachother on their dicks during gym class and pulling their pants down. I was in such deep deep denial back then. I really got turned on by it, but I was like there straight why am I even thinking in that way. And plus back then as a teenager I was a wannabe christian so I was thinking to myself thats not very Godly, its a sin! I was a Jehovah Witness back then, same sex relations were a big nono!!!!!!

I worked as a newspaper captain in a newspaper distribution center as a teenager. Once again, lots of horseplay, touching, nipple grabbing, etc. Even as a teenager I got very turned on by males touching on eachother. I remember this one guy would grab this other guy, pick up and wrap his legs around his. OMG I got so turned on. I would go home and play with myself thinking about it. But being a female, I thought I was a weirdo. Girls arent suppose to have thoughts like that! It wasnt very lady like, and it certainly wasnt very christian like!

My brother had a friend that would come over, and play around a lot. I always wondered about that guy. He always smelled good, and he would always grab my brothers nipples, pull down his pants, etc. I always wondered if it went beyond nipple grabbing. I was so shy back then (still am today) that I couldnt express myself.

Even when it came to my female on female attractions I was shy. Still have problems talking about it and explaining it at the age of 31.[/I][/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Ebonybifemme7;275834][I]I joined this website back in 2012, and I mostly stayed in the chatrooms at first, but then I started going into the forums more. I was surprised to find that there are more men on this website then women. I would say that there is probably about 1 woman for every 5 men (including couples).

What shocks me most about this website is the number of men who are almost WILLING to go out of their way to get male on male sexually gratification and satisfaction, while still putting up a very straight/heterosexual front in their public lives, and semi-personal lives. What shocks me more is that their wives accept it. Most of my straight female friends wouldnt accept that at all. But thats just here in my circles where I live.

I've always known that I was attracted to girls growing up, but boys too. I used to think I was gay at one point of my life, but I still like men. More then likely I will end up marrying a man but I wouldnt mind being in a relationship with a female, but damnly near impossible to find, with lesbians they do not like bi females, and bi females are only with men. There are still a lot of prejudice and limitations out there. Sadly, I find that most people can't get past their prejudice, and it consumes them in every way imaginable. I've worked with people like this.

I guess with me, when I first told some of my friends that I was bi when I was 20, only ONE excepted it. The rest, not so much. One guy broke up with me over it, well, that was one of many reasons.

I started viewing gay and bisexual porn back in 2008, and I found that I loved watching it. OMG. That took my sexuality to a whole other level. I still like girl on girl stuff, but I find women to be kinda fake and phoney. Somethings about seeing two men have sex that just looks so, OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Women are not as passionate as men. But I like that women are caring and motherly. But I like that men are manly and passionate and they actually WANT to have sex. So I guess thats why I like both sexes, cause I get something from each sex. I dont view my sexuality as something thats evil or deviant: Its just who and what I am.
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