Untapped: A Collection of Erotic Firsts
Lady M: In Search Of
“Sasha Grant embarks on a journey of sexual freedom in search of her sexual utopia after her marriage fails. She discovers that sex is far more than missionary style; she learns that sex is about creativity and imagination. Her journey takes her to places she could never imagine. Sasha not only finds herself through this journey, she finds true love where she never expected.”
“Sasha, what do you want to do, now? How would you like me to proceed?”
“Just—just be here, Phil.” She wiped the tears away and poured herself another glass of wine. “I’m sick of crying over him. I’ve lost so much time...being good. Being patient. It hurts so bad right now...please, please. I need you to help me deal with this...pain.” Sasha’s body trembled as she looked into his eyes, daring him to respond in the way she wanted him to.
He took her hand, sat down and pulled her directly in front of him, between his open legs. She leaned up against the kitchen table for support, her heart beating faster, louder and harder. Phil rubbed her arms to help her stop trembling.
He took Sasha’s hand and sat her on his lap. She placed her hand on his hard, bulging, penis. Moving her hand up and down the outline in his pants, she had decided to give in to temptation and really thank Phil for all his time and effort.
“Are you sure this is really what you want?” he said softly to her. She nodded, nuzzling her head in his neck, refusing to speak.
“Then stand up.” Sasha slowly rose to her feet, standing like a scolded child waiting for her punishment. He removed her shorts, exposing her sheer black panties and with one finger he pushed them down to the floor.
He took his index finger, put it in Sasha’s mouth, and commanded her to suck it and lick it until it became wet. Then, he removed his finger from her mouth and placed it gently into her throbbing wetness.
Sasha gasped, her knees almost buckling from the sensation.
“Shhh, Sasha. Relax...” he whispered.
Sasha watched Phil masturbate while simultaneously fingering her. They moaned out together, sometimes in unison as she leaned her body against the table, letting him invade it. She watched his face as he came, releasing white, sticky fluid from his penis. Next, he removed his finger from her private treasure and made her lick her cum off of his fingers.
As quietly and gently as he began, he reached down to the floor, grabbed her panties and placed them back onto her slender form. He cleaned up and zipped his pants. Then, he grabbed Sasha by the waist and walked her to the door.
“Sasha, your husband Layton Grant is a fucking fool. I hope he gets what is coming to him.” Those were the final words he spoke before he kissed her gently on the lips and headed out her door.
Lady M spurred her love for poetry into her first erotic offering in "Untapped". You can learn more about her at: www.myspace.com/ladympoetry
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