Fantasy Friday (Jayla’s mission)

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Arriving on the planet earth did not stir any feelings of happiness through Jayla. She joined the united world space authorities to get away from them. Them as in these people of earth.

All her life she was mocked for being an Anori. The children did not know what she was only that she did not look like them or act like them. She rarely cried and she would watch children more than participate with them.

When she started reaching the beginning of her adult cycle, that’s when a strange hunger started to build. Her adopted mother told her it was normal. At that time she should eat allot, it would help her body to grow into a woman she told her. Her adopted father did not like it. It angered him when he noticed she was changing.

Later she found out she was supposed to be relocated to a new family that was equipped to handle her special circumstance. They came, the scientist and she no longer was treated like a child but a specimen to be studied and documented.

When she would ask questions about the Anori she was told that she was the only one of her kind left. She fell into a deep darkness that the scientist could not get her out of. All the while she was starving. No food quenched her hunger.

One day a young boy brought food to her room. He looked appealing for a boy, Jayla thought. He was assigned to bring her lunch and dinner , Monday through Friday.

He was feeling a bit daring one day. He started to ask questions about her and how she felt being there. She whispered her answers to him but he did not mind.

She was happy to have contact with someone who was around her age. He did most of the talking and she listened. One evening he brought her food and he asked if he could kiss her. Jayla looked at him as if he had three heads. ‘why would he want to kiss an experiment?’ She thought. She gave him a nod ok.

When he leaned in and as their lips softly grazed each other she felt as if something inside her was feeding. Not much, just a bit, but it was feeding. He pulled away and looked at her with his eyebrows slightly meeting in the middle. Showing the confusion on his face.

“Jayla your cheeks are slightly pink. Are you ok?” He asked in a whisper.

Jayla nodded yes. He then rose and left for the night. Jayla was watched for a few years by the scientist, they gathered what ever data they needed. While she studied and grew six inches. She was at five feet four inches at seventeen. She gained some weight making her adolescent body a thing of the past. She noticed some of the male scientist started looking at her differently and the female scientist noticed the males attention towards her was not scientific at all.

So she was assigned all females. The boy still came and talked with her. He also grew in size and muscle. He stole a kiss or two but he never went any further, until she turned eighteen.

The scientist agreed to let him take her out to eat on her birthday. They agreed, but she had to return by ten. He agreed and they went to a nice place to eat food she never had before. It had tentacles, laying there on her plate.Then they went back to his place and things became more aggressive then she was used to with him.

He took his cloths off , except his shorts and he started taking hers off while kissing her. Jayla felt heat within her body stirring. She knew she was feeding, but this was different. He started to pull away but her strength was increasing. She kept him close and continued kissing him until he fell limp.

She let him go and put her cloths back on. He was breathing steady. He was in a deep sleep as if he was exhausted from the day. She looked him over making sure there were no markings on him.

She found a piece of paper and wrote, ‘thank you for my birthday.’ Then left never to see him again. She did not return to the scientist either, instead she ran. Eventually she found her way onto this ship.

The captain recognized what she was but the crew didn’t care one way or the other as long as she did her job. She fed off different species and they satisfied her hunger but nothing compared to Red T.

She was haunted by her appearance the night before, not knowing if she ever wanted to turn into that again, or why would she need to. Then the ominous “the Oni is coming.” What the hell was that?

“Jayla you seem off today.” A voice penetrated her thoughts. She looked into the captains eyes and knew his concern was genuine.

“I’m ok sir.”

“We will be docking on earth station in ten minutes. I am giving you a couple of days off. You have been on my ship longer than the rest of the crew. You need to get off the ship. I expect you back in two days. We have to pick up another fugitive. This might make you happy. They describe him as a being that’s capable of draining the energy out of other living beings.”

Jayla stood there in disbelief. Could this really be happening? She pick up Red T. and now this. She looked at the captain and he had a smile on his lips.

“This maybe one of your kind. It might not but we’ll find out once we pick him up.”

“I live on the ship. What am I supposed to do for two days?”

“Hell if I know. Why don’t you feed. But you don’t look hungry like you usually do. Did you feed off a crew member?” He asked angrily.

“No sir. I seem to be holding off the hunger better I guess.” Shit she forgotten her appearance changes slightly after a feed.

“You know that is against the rules. Don’t let me find out you lied to me. You’ll never step foot on my ship again.”

“I understand Sir.”

Jayla stood staring out the ships window thinking of what to do next. It seems like she is set on a path she never wanted but she was never one to shy away from the unknown. Also what if this prisoner is like her? What would it be like seeing another of her kind? A thought occurred to her. She quickly rushed to the prisoner Red T and she felt the familiar disturbance. He was controlling the guard out side his room.

“You knew I would find another of my kind. What will happen when we meet? Is there something that you are not telling me?”

“Go back to the beginning and ask the female that raised you before the scientists took you. She will answer your questions. Go now I must release the guard and you can not be seen here.”

Jayla left with her mission in sight. She must find mother.

(I hope all of you are enjoying fantasy Friday. For my new followers welcome and for my current subscribers hello. I would to know where you think this story is headed? Don’t be shy, I rarely bite)

Best friend’s Girl (One Shot Pop. Explicit)

(Be advised this is not for viewers under the age of 18. To read on your consenting that you are. Enjoy)

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What would you do when your friend has a girl that you know should be yours? I’ll tell you what I did. It was wrong, but it felt so right.

It happen two summer’s ago. My best friend Jerald came back into town after spending a year at California University. He walked into the “Burger Joint” with this girl who can only be described as handcuff material.

Normally everyone paid attention to Jerald because he’s got that attention-getting vibe about him. Also being six feet, built and have blue-green eye’s was hard not stare at. since it clashed with his dark complexion.

No my attention was all on her. She stood exactly six feet, wild cherry bomb hair and glistening moist red lips to match. The first thought was “holy shit, batman.”

“Hey Denim, what’s going on?” Jerald asked as he grabbed my hand and gave the customary hug.

“Same thing as always. Who this with you?”

“Oh this is Jo. She my girl.”

“Hey.” She said showing white teeth with a slight gap in the front top two. Damn that’s sexy.

“Nice. Jo is your name?”

“Short for Josephina.” she said smirking,then bat those hypnotic amber eyes.

Yeah this was not going well at all.

The rest of the time we were there I tried my best to keep my attention on Jerald. But became harder every movement she made. Not only is she tall, so mind had those legs wrapped around me in one way or another. But she was no were near mosquito bite city as my dad used to say.

I must have adjusted myself several times before I could not take it any more.

“Excuse me guys if you don’t mind. I have to go back to the hotel and get some rest. I’ll see you later Jerald.”

Now this is what really started the balls rolling. She leaned in and gave Jerald a deep kiss and she opened those hypnotic eyes and stared dead at me. I felt like I was going to shoot off in my jeans. I grabbed my glass of water and downed it as I turned my head an looked out the window.

She stood up and waved bye. I used some serious control not to watch her leave.

“Man Jerald you are lucky to find a chick that looks like that. Oh and she’d so into you.”

“Yeah well, how Tina doing?”

Is he serious? Tina, his old flame, Tina?

“She moved away. Not sure how’s she’d doing or care. she was no good and you know it. You have Jo now.”

“I’m not sure to tell you the truth.”

“What’s wrong with Jo?”

“Nothing. I think that’s what’s wrong.”

Jerald had this hero complex.

“Man don’t do anything stupid, for Tina. She’s gone.”

“Yeah your right.”

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It took two day’s of ninety degree weather before Jerald got into an argument with Jo. He took off the see a couple of relatives on the island and left me to baby sit Jo. I know I was being tested.

She wore a skirt that was so short, I tell she was wearing a thong and a halter was barely keeping her contained.

“What’s going on with you?”

“Listen he’s your friend how would it sound me talking about him? I need to go back to my room. Since you have to watch me come on.”

We made it to her room where she pulled out her duffel bag and started packing.

“Oh man where are you going?”

“Home. Jerald knows exactly where I live.”

Jo walked over and stood before me and I tried my best not to get hard. But it does have a mind of its own.

“So Denim, what’s your deal? Your acting like a saint.”

“I’m far from it. Just trying to be a good friend.”

“Really. Were friends right?”

“I guess yeah.”

“I’m hurting, can you look at it and see if there is anything wrong?”

“Look at what?” as I swallowed a drop of saliva.

Jo went to the edge of the bed laid back and spread her legs for me to see that her pussy was glistening with out any stimulation.

“We can’t”

“We are not married and I need help. Or you can direct me to were you see I need to take care of it.”

Who am I a saint? No I am not. I locked the door and went straight in between those long legs and licked her core like it was melted ice cream. I delved in with two fingers and she begged me to put in a third. No that was it. I need to be in her. I jerked off too many times since she’s been in town to her. I had to feel her around me.

It was bad enough she tasted and smelled great. But my dick was killing me against my jeans.

“Where’s the condoms?”

“Here, she reached in her bag and pulled out a strip.”

Once it was on, I dove right in. She felt tight and wet. Normally i would have taken my time to go in but she was primed and ready. She reached behind her thigh while I was consumed with pumping inand out of her and held my sac in her hands. She was squeezing and letting go as if she playing with a stress ball.

My legs were trembling from the stimulation. I felt her wall around my shaft tightening. she was going to cum.

“Yes, yes.” she cried and she came hard bathing me in her sweet scent. I released my load in her that was going to end up in the shower later.

“That was intense. Your ready for round two?” Jo asked as she still held on to my sac.

There was something about her but recovery time was quick. I mean normally give me five minutes. Nope. maybe it was the sight of her breasts over her top and perked up nipples. Or the fact her massaging my nuts was amazing. Or maybe she felt like a desert I could not get enough of. Don’t know why but hell yeah I was ready.

I took her from behind, I took her sitting on the dresser, I took her on the carpet(serious rug burns) and finally I took her in the shower.

After we gotten dressed, jo looked at me and said,” I knew I would have fun in New York.”

She leaned in and kissed me the way she kissed Jerald that day. Deep and slow. The kiss itself was the beginning of wet dreams.

Then she left. When Jerald came back to find the room empty, he seemed a bit relieved.

I never understood at the time why, but two day’s later there was Tina under his arm.

You may wonder if I ever told Jerald. Yeah I did. Twenty years later. Couldn’t hold it in any longer. The guilt was eating at me. Not!

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Wicked Wednesday (Time to drop the Boom!)

 

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Welcome my little fire starters. It is time for Q&A with Fia.

Q: Fia it is summer time and I have to admit I am suffering from the dreaded winter time boodie call let go. You know, in the winter you have a man/girl and when summer comes around you’re a free agent. Here’s the thing he is a nice but I don’t want that any more. How would I let him down easy.

A: Well damn. Good for the winter but not hot enough for the summer? (The only advice is to say your going away for the summer to visit family and you don’t think long distant relationships will work.) Not, don’t say that. Tell him the truth. It may hurt but a lie when found out will hurt him more.

Q: I know you address oral sex before but I need to convey tactfully to my man who his privates do not smell like downy or fabreze.

A: Ewwwy. Yea, well you could spray fabreze on it to give him a visual picture that it’s not right. Or tell him if you don’t wash it, then he won’t get it. He’ll be mad but if he really want’s it he’ll clean it.

Q: Is herpes contagious when you don’t see it?

A: Well these questions are explosive. Yes it is. They are highly contagious when they are erupting. But there are times when the virus reactivates with out showing any symptoms called (called asymptomatic shedding, viral shedding, or asymptomatic reactivation). For more information on this go to http://www.ashasexualhealth.org/stdsstis/herpes/oral-herpes

So the answer if YES

(If you have any questions that you want answered please email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com.)

Wicked Wednesday(Men Have Come Out)

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Hello my fire starters and I feel that the fella want to be heard. So shall we start?

Q: My girl is fantastic and I don’t want to lose her. But she has this problem that is starting to be too much to handle. Every man wants their woman wet and ready, She too wet. I swear, it’s too much. I could be pounding away and I slip out. Once that happens fine. But it’s happened a couple of times. I don’t even want to talk about oral because it’s too much. You’re a woman, how would you take it if your man said it’s too much? Need advice here.

A: Slip and Slide time. I know it may be disheartening that she is so moist, that you seem to not enjoy the full experience. If you care about your lady just talk to her. Say you love the way she feels but it’s becoming a bit too much natural lubrication. She may be secreting to much estrogen or taking a birth control pill that is causing her water to rise to dangerous levels. Also offer to go with her to the doctor, that support shows that you care and not out for your own pleasure.

Q: Fia, I was told to write to you about this. I am torn. I have been with my partner for over a year and I am having feeling for a girl I work with. This is not the norm for me. I am strictly dick-ly. I thought any way. Any advice here?

A: Ok this is a tricky topic. All your life your attracted to one sex and now you seem to be attracted to the other. In this day an age, why are you not wanting to find out if it’s possible that your bi? So many people find out late in life that they are attracted to both and feel guilty about it. Once you find out if you are then you can start to take steps to see what you want to do with your life. Just do your best not to hurt the people involved. Be honest about it.

Q: I have been working out consistently for months and my body is getting to where I want it to be. That’s not the problem. The problem is my fiancé is saying I’m getting to aggressive sexually. I haven’t changed that much as I can see. Can you shed a little light on this. I’m at a loss.

A: Oh,oh,oooh. Aggressive you say. There is aggressive and abusive. If your taking something that is causing you to have rhoid rage. You need to stop before you lose her. If you just feeling machismo, you need to communicate to her that you want to take things to a different level and see what she said instead of thinking she is with everything you do. No many people are into certain things. Vanilla is their tea of choice.

I want to thank the men that have written in. It made an interesting Wicked Wednesday. If you have any questions please email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com. Until next time let’s keep the fire burning.

Keeping up with Fia

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Hello my fire starters. So here’s the lighter fluid to Fia’s bonfire I am creating with my pod cast. First intro will be up this week. I am so excited.

Like I said before I will post what is said here on wp. for all those who rather read than listen.

For my Fantasy Friday loves. I can not wait for you to see what Jayla is going to discover. It’s amazing what’s beneath us all.

That’s it for now. Until we speak again keep the fires burning.

Juni Session (Explicit)

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“Mmmm, do you smell that? That sweet woodsy smell mixed with a serious dose of sexual grat-i-fi-cation.” Juni thought to herself.

There is something to be said when you take a beast to your bed. And what should be said is “Yes and I want more please.”

Juni rolled out of bed and her thong hanging off the corner of the bathroom door caught her eye. Any other normal human being would be embarrassed but not Juni. Her philosophy in life is “Sex is to be enjoyed as often as possible.”

Was she always like this? No, not in the least. She was the complete opposite until she met West.

Mr.West was an international client that she inherited from her former co-worker. He walked in with a leisurely sway, wearing a pop sickle cream yellow top and creamy white pants. His skin graced a tan even though he really didn’t need one. He looked naturally bronzed.

Juni tried several time to busy herself and not watch him come in and sit in the chair that was right in front of her.

“Good after noon Mr. West. i have gone over your books and every thing would be perfect except this one written hand receipt. It has no price on it but it did specified the job was completed.”

Mr. West smiled and did a quick lower lip lick before answering. “Good afternoon Miss. Beau. I like that you get right to the point. That was from a personal job that I did on the side that should have not gotten mixed in with the rest. It’s not taxable only something to remember.”

“You are a therapist, so do pro bono work is acceptable.”

“Is it really. You know I am a sex therapist don’t you. Pro bono is not always that easy depending on the client.”

Juni felt her cheeks turn up several notches in the red scale of embarrassment.

“Have I made you uncomfortable? I did not mean for that to be the case. I just wanted to clear this up a little.”

“Well umm thank you. So then every thing is in order. I will send you the bill in the mail.”

“Why don’t I give you a service for the same amount that you gave me for doing my books. Is that fair?”

“I think I would be taking advantage of you. You charge quit a bit.”

“Miss Beau is there some thing you feel is not right or clicking in your personal life?”

“What personal life?”

“Ok how about when you have relations?”

“I’m ok Mr. West in that department. Please just pay the bill when you receive it.” Juni rushed him out because he was asking about things that were none of his business. He is a client not her therapist.

“Here is my card. Call the number on the back if you need to share your thought’s.” He rose and immediately, she could smell his cologne drift towards her. She swallowed the last bit of moisture that was left in her mouth as she watched him leave her office.

She thought, ‘Men should not walk that way. It just invites dark thoughts to creep in.’

The day went by as usual and she realised that Mr.West left his keys on the corner of her desk when he pulled out the card he gave her. He should have called for them by now. She pulled out the card and on the third ring he answered. He told her to drop by his office. He should be done with his last client by the time she arrived.

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It was sun set by the time she made it over to his office on the corner of the beach front house community.

She pushed the door open to be greeted by his receptionist that was leaving for the day.

“Oh he’s in his office down the hall. Sorry I have to go, baby sitter will kill me if I don’t get there on time.”

She ran past in a blur.

Juni walked down the hall to see Mr.West sitting at his desk reading something on the computer screen.

“Here is you keys.”

“Were alone now. Would you like to talk?”

“Why are you interested? I’m just like every catholic brought up school girl. Every thing is no and if it feels too good then it’s a no. Very normal. I have no complaints.”

“Really, have you ever slept a stranger and liked it?”

Juni wanted to turn and run. But her feet were frozen in place.

“It’s not safe to do that. You can catch something now a days.”

“Okay how about someone you met twice then?”

The way Mr.West was looking at her she felt he was talking about him self and not some random stranger.

“No.”

“Would you?”

“I….”

“The reason I ask is because what you would do with a stranger you normally would not do with someone you know. People get stuck and adventurous. They stifle their inner sexual being. Are you stifled?”

The way his light brown eye’s seem to see something that she did not know was exposed.

“I should leave. Here is your keys.”

He stood up and walked over to her. He reached for the keys and let his hand slowly move it away from hers. Juni found it a bit hard to breath. She felt intensely cirounded by him even though he stood just in front of her.

“Why are you staying?”

She had no reason for her non movement. Her mind kept trying to remember how to walk.

Mr.West leaned forward and kissed her gently. He moved back waiting for Juni to decide.

Juni reached out and touched his cream-colored yellow shirt and pulled him back to her. This time she did not freeze. She felt needy and she was going to fulfill that need.

She kissed him as if she eagerly waited for her last food on death row. He parted his mouth letting her take what she wanted. She wanted it all.

Juni was on auto pilot. She pulled off his top and revealed a broad chest. She kissed a trail down to his creamy coco colored nipple and savored his taste. She stopped and went to the other to give it just as much attention.

Juni pulled away breathing heavily looking at him. She didn’t want to stifle what she who she was.

“Take your cloths off.” She said breathless

He did so with a smile. He was a delicious sight. His length and girth would normally intimidate her but not today. Not now. She wanted to see him take him self in his own hands and show her how he pleasure himself.

“I want to see you caress yourself. Don’t cum.”

Mr. West did as she commanded and she was soaking her self at the sight of him.

“Stop sit on the couch.”

He walked over and sat with is cock pointed at his navel ready for her. Juni walked over and lifted her skirt. She took off her pink thong and straddle him.

“Do you want me to stop. Mr. West?”

“No Miss.Beau. I just want to please you.”

She took him by the shaft and guided his moisten tip to her opening. It was tight but she needed him to fill her. He knew what she wanted. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her until there was no space between the two.

She lifted and guided back down until she found her rhythm. She ground her hips so her clit would have as much attention as her wet opening.

“Oh, oh,oh I’m gonna cum.” She felt everything in her gripping him like it wanted to suck the very essence out of him and she came hard.

Mr.West followed suit, lifting her off him and let his seed shoot down onto the couch.

Juni swayed a little before she caught her breath. She stood and pulled her skirt down and looked at the naked Mr.West. She felt powerful and truly satisfied.

“How did you know?”

“You have this look. A look of a woman who needed control. You just never allowed your self to have it.”

“Men don’t want women like that.”

“Men want women who know what they want.”

Juni turned around and walked towards the door.

“Mr.West. Consider your bill paid.”

She heard him laugh as she walked out of her one and only therapy session. Since then Juni did what she pleased as long as it was pleasing to Juni.

(Hello fire starters I hope you like Juni. Please follow for other stories and tell me if your feeling the story. I’m not Zane, I’m Fia and I am a beast all by my self)

An O.N.S. Member giving an interview

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This story contains adult language and situations. Any one under the age the age of 18 please leave site.

“Good morning Ms. X is everything to your specifications?”

She looked around to make sure it was only the one journalist that Fia had assured her would be there. She did not see any indication of hidden camera’s as well.

“Yes Mr. Ingrim. Thank you.”

“Please have a seat and we will get started. Would you like something to drink before beginning?”

“Thank you. Do you mind me asking you why would you want to write story the O.N.S. Club?”

“Well Ms. X it has become a sensation. The mystery of the club and what goes on inside. Yet it has no complaints or any type of black mark against it. What really goes on inside the club?”

She looked at her glass filled with water and ice. She could have sworn that an ice-cube just popped from her heating the water by holding the glass. She took a deep breath, her down cast eyes looked up and stared right at the journalist.

“What do you remember the most?”

“What I remember is the taste?”

“The taste?”

“Yes, I don’t know about the club but I can tell you about the origin of the club and about that taste. It was about five years ago, when I took a trip to visit a family member in the south. My cousin felt sort of sorry for me I guess and she suggested that I visit a house in the back woods.”

“Felt sorry for you?” He asked.

“Yes. I was what you would say a loner. I studied all the time and when the other were dating and getting their heart broken. I had my books. My cousin said she could not stand another minute of me being stuck alone in the house one more night.

So she loaned me one of her dresses and she put make up on me. Emphasing my lips. She said it was an assets and needed to be more eye-catching. So we went to the house to have a good time.

What I expected was a house party. What I got was something completely different.”

She took a sip of her water and smiled.

“What I got was an interview. I was asked several questions by a woman with moist red lips and searing blue eyes. It felt like she knew me before I even opened my mouth. She handed me a card after. It had a number to one of the rooms.

I started to get cold feet and I turned to find my cousin was nowhere to be found. The woman told me I did not have to go to the room, but why not?

I sat there for at least ten minutes before I convinced my self to go the room. I walked inside and there was someone sitting on a chair looking out the window. In his right hand he held a glass with a dark drink in it.

He said why not come in. We will not do anything that you don’t agree to. He told me his name. we’ll call him Red. I walked in and noticed there was only one chair and a bed. The bed had been covered it a soft white sheet. I knew it was soft because I sat on it.

Why did you come? He asked and I said my cousin brought me to the house for… and he cut me off.

He turned around and I stopped breathing for a moment. Why did you come to the room?”

“You stopped breathing? He was that handsome?”

“No he wasn’t. He was ordinary. Does that surprise you?”

“Yes all women say they had the perfect guy. Gorgeous and muscular.”

“He had one good thing about him. He had a scar. A perfect scar, right on his jaw. I told him that I would regret not even having the courage to go to the room at least. He smiled. We talked for a while and I felt comfortable enough to invite him to sit next to me on the  bed.

He asked if I was sure? I nodded and he came over revealing to me how tall he was compared to me. He sat down next to me and I could smell the sweet woody odor. I started to feel a bit nervous but every move from that moment on was slow and sensual.

He moved my hair to the side and I expected a kiss but I got was a soft whisper. Close your eyes and feel what’s going on. No sight tends to calm the nerves and heightens other senses.

I did what he said. I felt his warm lips touch my neck. Then another was placed on my right check. Then he kissed me. It was so sweet, and warm. He kissed as if he was drinking what he had in the glass. Taking my lips and savoring it. I parted my lips and I felt like I was given the drink I was thirsty for, for a long time. He tasted so sinfully delishous. The combination of his drink and his natural flavor had me intoxicated.

I deepened the kiss and I started to be the aggressor. You see I felt like I need to connect with him. Being alone because you want to is one thing. But being alone because there was no one for you is another.

He pulled down the dress top revealing my self to him. I couldn’t open my eyes because no one had seen me before.”

“Ms X are you saying that was your first experience ever?”

“Yes and I don’t regret it.”

“Wow, please continue.”

“Like I said I had my eyes closed and I felt him caress my breast and take the other in his mouth. His mouth was sinful. I didn’t want him to stop. I held him as close as I could. He switched to the other breast. Sucking and nibbling my nipple. He made his way back to my mouth.

This time it felt more urgent, more needy and I have to admit It could have been from me more than him. While we kissed I felt how large he was through his pants. At first I felt like I should stop and run. Then I thought why. I always run when I get this close.

You see I gotten that close before. I just chickened out. I was not stopping this time. Actually I surprised myself. I actually started to be the aggressor. I pulled his shirt off and unzipped his pants.

We pulled away from each other for a moment, just to take off the rest of our clothes. We started kissing again and I felt the crown of his dick try to gain entry. I’m not sure if he shifted but it did the trick. I felt so full once he was completely situated inside. He gave this knowing look but it did not stop us.

Our bodies seemed to desire it other desperately. With each thrust I let out  yearning moan. I felt as if I was getting ready to explode from the inside out. He kept hitting a spot that no manual vibrator ever did. Not that I knew that I had that spot.

Then it happened. I came so hard I felt as if every muscle tighten and then just popped. He came right after me, then fell right on top of me. Both of us were breathing heavy and just laid there in amazement.

At least I was because it was my first. He lifted up and gave me a soft kiss. Then he said, “Thank you.”

I asked him why the thank you? He said that to be someone first is like being with that person for the rest of your life. No one will ever erase this moment. He was right. After I got dressed and left the room. I never forgotten him or what we shared.”

“Wow. So it’s like she’s selling sex.”

“No she’s not actually. What you do in the room is up to you. What she provide is an experience that you seem to need in your life.”

The journalist just sat there staring at her as she prepared to leave.

“Have you ever met Fia?”

“I’m not a Black card member. But I did receive a personal note that I can not share with you.”

“There are different card members?”

“Yes, I have to go now.”

“Thank you for your time Ms.X.”

She nodded and the journalist watched as the quiet woman walked out of the room leaving him with the desire to be a card member.

 

Wicked Wednesday (What time is it?)

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Hello fire starters and this weeks Wicked Wednesday has got me saying Wooo. (If you are not 18 and older please leave this site.)So I know your can’t wait. Let’s start the fire.

Q: Fia my friend and I have been getting a bit experimental in the bed room. I am just loving it. Here’s the thing. My friend wants me to lick his ….. ass. Ok I said it. It’s out there. What’s your thoughts on this.  You have no idea how freaked out I am right now.

A: Calm down sweaty. Your asking about “rimming” or Analinguistics. Learning another language are we? Is it ok? It’s been going on for centuries. My advice is if you both have not been tested for HIV or any sexually transmitted diseases. That being said. If your that experimentally adventurous, you have the green light from me. Side note do it after or during a shower. For obvious reasons. Other than that lick on.

Q: My ladies doctor said I could be the cause of her yeast infections. Why?

A: Another touchy subject. But yes you can be the cause. If you’re not circumcised the foreskin can hold the bacteria and hold it, grow it, and keep it warm making it ideal to place to be. You can retransmit it to your lady after she is finished treatment. The best bet see your doctor to see if that is the case.

Q: Fia my son walked right in on me having sex. What is the best way to explain to a three-year old that every thing is ok, without looking like I’m uncomfortable about it.

A: Girl the heat is on. Little man walked in hugh? Well first ask what did he see and try your best to school your face when he tells you. Children respond better when things are said with a smile or a joke thrown in there. He’s still young that you can explain what’s necessary without going to in-depth. Also I don’t know if your vocal but please tell him it was not hurting. Because children are very protective of their mother’s and he will immediately hate the other person.

Well my lovelies this took a lot out of Fia. Yet the fire is still burning.

Any questions please feel free to email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com and I will gladly answer you back. Until next we meet.

Wicked Wednesday(Say What?)

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Hello my fire starters. Lets set this fire shall we.

Q: Fia my guy likes to eat fruit off of me when we get creative, but I went to the doctor and she said I need to lay off the sweets because of bacterial growth. I never heard of that. Is that real or she’s trying to scare me straight?

A: I love me some fruit honey. It keeps the mouth moist especially doing oral for a while. (laughing) On a real note. It can cause a bacterial infection especially if you fall asleep with the stuff still on you.

Q: So this is not a sexual question but a relationship question. So I am in a “relationship” for about a week now and I realize that I had made a big mistake. We should not be together. Any advise on how to get out of this?

A: Well let spark this question right up. What made you get in that relationship in the first place? Regardless with as little information that I have, I say to end this as quickly as possible. The longer you stay the more feeling will get involved. You rather be a quick girlfriend then “that lying bitch” later. You see where I’m going with this. Getting into serious relationships before your ready is doomed for disaster. Also say it face to face and in private. Why make the person feel like a major “dick” for no reason.

Q: Do you think it’s wrong if I want my friend to try Viagra?

A: Oh my is there a problem? If not and it’s just to keep him hard for longer you should discuss it with them. But don’t sneak it in his food. What if he has a reaction  to it and end up in the hospital and they don’t know why? Not the way to go.

So that is it for today, until next we meet. Keep those fire’s burning.

Any question you want answered email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com.