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[Vaughan]

RIP GsCougar.

A Very Special and Graceful Lady
xx00xx

[Vaughan]

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[Vaughan]

Please enter me and JessiCapri into the next F1 race.
Thank you.
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[Vaughan]

The Gentlemen’s Challenge  (Erotic Story.)

“There is nothing more beautiful than seeing a woman orgasm for you. I will never tire of the sight,” I mused as I looked at the challenge card I had drawn.
“Then you will take the challenge V?”  Master J asked. He knew my answer already. We all belonged to a small BDSM group where we enjoyed and shared our submissive women.

We did not hide our club but nor did we advertise it. Joining was by invite only and even then, there were induction meetings to test candidate's acceptability and to see if the club met the criteria they were looking for.
Society was not always tolerant of such clubs and looked down on kinky practices, group sex and sharing partners.
In private though, many probably secretly fantasised of belonging to such a group and freeing themselves of inhibitions.

At tonight's meeting, whilst basking in the aftermath of pleasure, the Dominant men decided to set each other cheeky little challenges. We wrote down a fantasy and goal we each wished to achieve on a card, shuffled them up and each took one blindly.
Mine was to make a female orgasm in public.

I grinned at J and answered, “I'll not only take the challenge but I'll do it at The Pamplemousse Ball.”
The Pamplemousse Ball was one of the many events in the town celebrating the Real Ale and Beer Festival. Everyone took part in the celebrations and people came from far and wide to enjoy it.
Master J grinned back, “Do you even have a date for that evening?”
“Not yet, but that only makes the challenge more interesting,” I answered.

In truth, I had met a lady who I had been flirting with for a while. She was a possible submissive candidate for our club. This would be an interesting test to see if she was adventurous and open to a bit of naughtiness.

Two weeks later she had accepted my advances and my invitation to take her to The Pamplemousse Ball. We were there dancing cheek to cheek to some slow numbers. She was pressed in close to me with my lips near her ear.
She was wearing an exquisite purple and black dress mini dress with a discreet zip hidden in a central pleat at the back that went from the waist, over her bottom to the hem.
I was wearing a black tuxedo, a white dress shirt, black dicky bow, black shoes and socks.
I growled softly in her ear, “Today I am feeling predatory. Today I have set myself a goal. A goal to make you orgasm in public… right here!”
Her breath caught and I felt her shiver in excitement.
“What makes you think I am that kind of girl?”  She tried to gather herself admirably.
“Because I attract that kind of girl. That kind of girl wants to experiment and needs a strong man to show her how. Tell me I'm wrong?”  I whispered and nibbled her lobe.
She paused for a moment and having made her decision, she said, “You are not wrong!”
“Are you game then Baby Girl?” I clarified.
She smiled nervously and said, “You know I've never…”
“Shshsh,” I told her, “You only live once and besides, when you are old and cranky and sitting with a blanket over your knees by the fire, don't you want a naughty secret to remember and make you smile?”
She giggled and as if on cue, the music turned to an even slower beat.
“Perfect. Now all you have to do is go to the Ladies and take your panties off,” I told her.
She blushed and confessed, “I'm not wearing any!”
“Well, well, well! You naughty girl”, I admonished her playfully and then added, “I think I like this sexy little slut in you.”

I pulled her in close and bumped her off my chest before dancing her backwards to a more secluded corner of the dance floor. A wall partially hid her from view from the back, and I shielded her from the front. It was perfect for what I had in mind. I felt for the zip hidden in her hem and pulled it up so I could easily access her arse and pussy.

When she felt my fingers touching her labia for the first time, she gasped into my shoulder and gushed her pleasure all over my fingers.
“Good Girl” I said to encourage her. “I think you like me fingering and touching your cunt in public!”
I cupped her pussy at first and ground my hand into her so she was drenched in her own excitement and then pushed two fingers into her, using my thumb to part her lips and circle her sexy little nub.
She hid and pressed her face in to my shoulder, breaking into a sweet heat, biting her lip while I played with her. Her breath and little moans expressed her pleasure at my lewd and indecent fondling.

Master J and the other Masters danced slowly passed us, nodding their heads in acknowledgement and approval as my eyes met theirs.
They knew the challenge was well in hand.

“V, I'm going to embarrass myself if you don't stop!” she whispered desperately.
“That's the idea Baby Girl. I want you to cum, right here on the public dance floor.
That excited her more and I felt her tense as I continued to masturbate her quite mercilessly.

A glow began to appear around her. Her skin was flushed. She looked at me. Sparks began to appear in her rolling eyes, her breath caught and she was trying to stifle high pitched mewls escaping her mouth. Then I felt the uncontrolled convulsions on my fingers. It was incredibly beautiful.
I held her against me as she screamed into my shoulder, stifling what she could and I thoroughly enjoyed the moment. Her pussy fluttered on my fingers and flooded them and my hand in her sacred oil.

When she came down from the sexual high, I wickedly stirred my fingers inside her pussy and used my wet thumb to press on to her sensitive clitoris to ensure she and I enjoyed the ambrosial aftershocks.
It caused more delicious pussy ripples, more sexy shoulder moans and caused her to have shaky legs. She leaned more into me just to remain upright.
She was a very responsive and sexy lady and I was a very lucky man to be holding her and share in that moment.
If anyone else had seen what was going on in our corner as they danced by, they were far too polite to say anything.
She took a few moments to calm, only for me to press my thumb again and again on her sensitive clitoris to start a fresh aftermath of convulsions.
How could I resist? The moment was to aesthetic not to milk it in full.

She was so breath taking in her pleasure and I was a man who enjoyed watching a woman in sexual play and then to attain that special crest and climactic crash.
She eventually turned her head to me and whispered, “Please…Say Please,”
I knew immediately what she was asking of me and I adored her for it.

I removed my fingers from her pussy and lifted her chin to look at me. I smeared her own juice on her lips and whispered, “In future, whenever you greet me, you will gloss your lips in your pussy juice just like this and then kiss me passionately on my lips.”
Then I made her watch me lick my fingers, savouring her delicious essence while I contemplated her request.

Her doe eyes staring at me, made me want to conquer her right there and then.
I kissed her deeply and passionately.
“Please,” I growled looking into her eyes. It was not a pleading please. It was more a demand.  “Please, allow me the pleasure of fucking you till you scream my name!”

[Vaughan]

Here's mine for a bit of fun reading.

The Song & Dance of The Female Heat.  (Current Relationship.)

My date arrived at my home and I pushed her against the wall, next to the door. I didn’t even bother shutting it. I pushed her arms up above her head and kissed her thoroughly. My lips claimed hers and she was in no doubt of my desire or that soon she would be performing in an indecent act.

This was our first meet alone and although we had flirted with each other leading to this point. From the start, there had always been a strong sexual charge between us.

I could feel her heart beating, racing in the anticipation of what was to come.

My right thigh pushed in between her legs and I ground my thigh on to her pussy. We were both breathing hard as I kissed her neck and moved to tease her ear with my tongue.

She likes what I do to her. She liked feeling naughty. She liked I pushed her boundaries and loved that she felt sexually desired!

She was vanilla but wanted to dip her toe into my kink. She was intrigued by the world of a Dominant and the relationship he (I) had with his (my) submissives.

“Sit on the rug on the floor,” I whispered, nuzzling her hair. “I want you to masturbate for me, while I watch you!”

She moaned and went to remove her clothes.

I stopped her, “No, I want your top and skirt raised, exposing your tits and your naughty little cunt for me. I want you to look like the sexy little slut you are.”

She moaned at my words and I knew talking to her like this turned her on even more.

I moved back to watch as her hands moved to her clothes. I slammed the front door shut. Any Peeping Tom would just have to use his imagination to get his thrills.  This sexy lady was all mine from this point.

She hitched her clothes up. Her tits were nice and round and nipples standing on end. They were a little more than a handful.
My cock stirred at the sight of her first exposure. She looked stunning.

Next was her skirt to reveal her shapely thighs with matching panties and suspenders.
It was nice to discover, she had made the effort for our date.

I smiled for I knew, if a woman's underwear matched, it was not the man's idea to have sex. That thought hardened my cock even more. Her secret was discovered! She wanted me as much as I wanted her!

Next she pushed her panties down to her knees. Her second exposure. Her hairless pussy was freshly shaved and all moist and swollen. She was definitely a woman sexually charged and with a definite liking to be dominated by a man.

“You naughty little whore!” I approved of her slutty look. Her top and lacy black bra sat atop of her breasts. The contrast of her white skin and black underwear emphasised her slutty beauty.

Her skirt pushed up to her waist and her panties pushed down to her knees, completed the obscene look I wanted. I admired her intimate parts with my eyes and felt her sharp intake of breath as they deliberately lingered on her.

The scene was made even more obscene as I was fully and immaculately dressed in my pale blue shirt, charcoal grey trousers, black socks and polished shoes.

I held out my hand for her to take and then lead her to a prime place on the rug in the living room. She wiggled after me as her panties at her knees prevented her from taking large steps.

I sat on my sofa and leaned back, picking up my glass of whiskey at the same time. While I sipped it, I admired her again and held out my hand, palm up in a silent command.

She knew what I wanted and obediently slid her panties completely off and placed them in my waiting hand.
I sniffed the crotch as she watched.  Pussy & Whiskey. My favourite cocktail!
In the future, if all went well, I would teach her how to serve me my drink with a Slave’s Kiss.

But for now, I wanted to see her Song and Dance of the Female Heat.

I sipped my drink and spoke again, “Good Little Slut. Now wank your hot little body for me baby girl. Don’t hold back. I want to see you dance and writhe in your pleasure. I want to hear your song of moans and heavy breathing and soft little mewls. I want you to show me your Song and Dance of your female heat. I want you to fuck on your hand as though it’s the last time ever and show me how you explode in pleasure and think of me by shouting out my name when you do. Do you think you can do that for me Little Lady?”
She blushed but nodded. She wanted to please me and give me a great, intimate show.

There was something about her that was so innocent and yet so fucking dirty at the same time. She turned me on incredibly. I was certain before me, she had not masturbated in front of a man so lewdly before and yet here she was, in my home, the home of a virtual stranger,  on my luxurious rug, on my floor with her tits, arse and pussy fully exposed to my gaze!

I smiled and sipped more whiskey as she began to masturbate for me. Her breathing and soft moans was music to my ears. Her performance was a complete masterpiece.

The Song & Dance of a woman in Heat is truly beautiful and a vision like no other. Every man should encourage his woman to perform in this way for him. It is very intimate and allows a woman the freedom to show her sexuality and expose her hot and naughty inner slut.

It's an amazing memory to treasure.

[Vaughan]

It's funny or perculiar I guess, to people who dont know or understand or not experienced it, but the online bond between people can be strong and we do grieve for their passng.

I saw this poem and it hit a cord with my Real Life losses but also with 2 online friends that I had spent good times with and have now passed on to the next world.

I remember both with a fondness that though tinged with sadness at their calling to leave us, the memories they leave will always make me smile.

Coincidentally its both their birhdays this month of May.  A Bourbon Toast to both.  Salute!

My Memory Library  by  © Sarah Blackstone

Imagine if I was given one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.

I'd put the moment in a safe,
within my heart's abode.
I could open it when I wanted,
and only I would know the code.

I could choose a time of laughing,
a time of happiness and fun.
I could choose a time that tried me
through everything I've done.

I sat and thought about what moment
would always make me smile.
One that would always push me
to walk that extra mile.

If I'm feeling sad and low,
if I'm struggling with what to do,
I can go and open my little safe
and watch my moment through.

There are moments I can think of
that would lift my spirits every time.
The moments when you picked me up,
when the road was hard to climb.

For me to only pick one moment
to cherish, save and keep
is proving really difficult,
as I've gathered up a heap!

I've dug deep inside my heart,
found the safe and looked inside
There was room for lots of moments;
in fact, hundreds if I tried.

I'm building my own little library,
embedded in my heart,
for all the moments spent with you
before you had to part.

I can open it up whenever I like,
pick a moment and watch it through,
My little library acts as a promise
I'll never ever forget you.

AusWoody. Passed in April 2018

ShovelHead. Passed in May 2019.

[Vaughan]

Another of my Haiku Poems has been published on Literotica.

I'd Appreciate a 5 star rating if you have the time.  Thank you. 

Dance Of Sin –  https://www.literotica.com/p/dance-of-sin

[Vaughan]

Dance of Sin by Vaughan.

She stands still waiting
Knowing I look and watch her
Bated Breath, I stare.

Bare foot on the deck
The yacht bathed in the moonlight
The sky star sprinkled.

The music begins
Softly playing, she sways and
Seductively moves

Her dress swirls around
Her hips, dancing and teasing
She looks so divine

A pretty Goddess
Supple, agile and sexy
Mesmerising me

As she moves, she shows
Her sin, she wears no panties
Flashing her trimmed snatch

Delicious and fun
Naughty, wicked and sinful
No bra too, it seems!

Licking my lips, I
Devour her with my eyes and
My thoughts are carnal!

Her moves purposely,
Seducing imagery
Of lust and fucking

Her body writhes in
Dance – a reflection of need
And wanton passion

The moonlight bathes her
Enhancing her true beauty
She transfixes me!

Then with one swift move,
She drops her dress, revealing
Her natural beauty

Pert breasts standing proud
Nipples erect in sea breeze
A curvaceous girl

Slim waist, flat stomach
Full round bottom and long legs
A moonlit beauty

I Want her – Its true.
To ravish and conquer her
To make her mine, MINE!

The dance continues
Showing to best advantage
Her sexy body

In doing so though,
She gives away her secret
Her wet arousal!

I beckon her to
Me, she obeys wondering…
Taps her legs to part

She responds and spreads
And I insert a sex toy
A vibrating egg

She catches her breath
As I push the egg in her
Vagina channel

I have the remote!
And wave her away to dance
Vagina clenching

Wickedly, I play,
Turning the remote control
Low, high and repeat

She dances and gasps
Moist arousal on her thighs
Scented and sexed up

The True Dance of Sin –
Base and raw in the moonlight
Her heavy scent wafts

Her body heated
Her need and desire full on
Nude, wet and breathless

Never has she looked
So pretty and fuckable
My cock pulses hard!

“Cum for me.”  I  say
And turn up the vibrator
“Touch yourself for me”

And she does on deck
Open for all to see her!
If they cared to look!

She is my fine slut!
Mewling in her wanton state,
Careless who sees.

She rubs her pussy,
Fucking her hand, titties groped,
Dancing sexily!

Her moans grow louder
Her thrusting is more profound
Her goal is climax

Faster, deeper now
Moans and groans and mewls are loud
A female in heat

She revels in my stares
Turned on by my eyes watching her
Basking in her naughty

Her pleasure builds up
Breathless, ratcheting higher
Close now to cumming

Naked and barefoot
Her silvery figure dancing
Her explosion bursts!

She screams her pleasure
With my name upon her lips
Her clit vibrating

The egg still twitching
Inside of her vagina
I turn it down slow

She dances and falls
Into my arms, exhausted
Her climax total!

Softly I cradle her
And kiss her warm forehead with care
The Dance of Sin complete.

Now published on Literotica. If you have time, a 5 star rating would be appreciated. You can find the poem with the link below. Thank you.

https://www.literotica.com/p/dance-of-sin

[Vaughan]

Please add me and JessiCapri to the list.

F1 has been gifted.

Thanks.

[Vaughan]

Sign  Vaughan,  JessiCapri, Mae68 and JacobDaniels up as well please.

200 gifted to  F1Sweep.

Thanks to all especially the organisers.

[Vaughan]

Another of my Haiku Poems has been published on Literotica.

I'd Appreciate a 5 star rating if you have the time.  Thank you. 

Kiss me Valentine – https://www.literotica.com/p/kiss-me-valentine

[Vaughan]

F1Sweep friended and gifted 100A$ for

Me  and  JessiCapri  please for the next sweep stake.

Thank you and good to see life happening again.

Welcome back Tangoracer, Minni and Zuzannah.

[Vaughan]

LOL

I  should and ask for a % of assetts.

Nice to see you visting again Coug.
Stay Happy  and  hugs.

[Vaughan]

Marriage Certificate.  Just insert your own details and pic.

1.  Bride and Groom

2. Bride and Bride

3.  Groom and Groom

[Vaughan]

John Leyton – Johnny Remember Me

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7e4JXwd7XMo

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