imagesAKYZOPPAHello my fire starters. So I have some wonderful new for my 100th follower who ever that may be. There is a gift coming your way.

What can it be, your thinking and I say wouldn’t you like to know. Haha. Just think about who I am. What can I possibly give my 100th follower that has a bit of sensual fire to it? Hugh.

On that note I am at my 81st follower as of today and I want to thank each and every one of you.

You may feel that it’s not fair. But not to worry I will have other surprises in the works my lovelies. So Until Wednesday. Keep the fire burning.



Hello my fire starters. I will not be able to post for a little bit. So I gave you Talia and Julius earlier than expected. I hope by Saturday I will be able to start writing again. If I am able to I will post a wicked Wednesday. If not It will resume the following Wednesday.

Until then catch up on Julius and Talia and Fantasy Friday people I will try to get something out as well. On that note.

Keep the fire’s burning .

O.N.S. podcast update(Spice Room Coming)


Welcome my fire starters. So I have walked you into the Honey Room of the O.N.S. Club with Chenelle. Soon the door will be pushed open to the Spice Room. There are so many tempting directions I can take you.

Unless your already there. (laughing sexily)



O.N.S. Pod cast(Chenelle Enters the Honey Room)




Chenelle called the number on the back of the card, two days after meeting  A.T. Sugar. A young woman answered with a bright demeanor.

“A. T. Sugar office. Saline speaking. How can I help you?”

“Hi I was given this number by A.T. Sugar to call.”

Yes. So you must have questions, I assume.”


“So I will fill in where she did not. The club is exclusive. Your met and passed Sugars criteria to get the card or else you would not be speaking to me. The address to the club  is on the front. Once you are there just present it and they will let you in. Can I have your first name, please?”

“It’s Chenelle.”

“I see that you are on the list. She suggested Friday for you. If you wasn’t to further your experience of the club, other than the ambiance and the drinks. You are welcome to go into one of the doors that are on the upper level. This area is discreet. No one will know which door you choose or when you leave.”

“It sounds like a whore house.”

“Ow. Well it’s not. Just as you want a one night stand, so do other participants. No one is kept or forced into anything. There’s  no madams, pimps or johns here.”

She started laughing.

“So how much is for the amenities?”

“You get a single fee of one hundred fifty. Your name will be immediately discarded after you leave.”

“How does this keep going if it’s only for one night?” Selene was laughing again.

“If you chose to have other one night stand, there will be an opportunity to decide before you leave. Now here is the kicker. You will never see the same club twice. That’s as much I can say about that. Have I answered your questions?”

“Umm, yeah. Wait!Oh how about safety?

“There will be condoms and other sexual protections available in every room.”

“So will you be visiting us this Friday?”

Chenelle paused to think for a bit, then said,” yes.”

“Fantastic, enjoy your time with us, Chenelle. Good bye.”

That’s how she agreed to go, but what ultimately drove her was the thought of not having on experience in her life, she could look back on and smile. Thinking, “I did that.”

She swallowed the rest of her drink and went up stairs, through the double doors. There were four doors. Two on each side. She pick the one on the furest to the back of the room.

She opened the door and the smell of the sweet “n” spicy wrapped around her as she stepped inside closing the door behind her. It was dimly lit, there was a vase with honey suckle flowers in it. The bed was enormous with sunset colored comforter spread across it. At the head of the bed a body pillow and small bottle in the center.

“The door opened to the right of her. A man with a decent build, medium length of hair and intense eyes stepped out.


“Hi” Chenelle said.

“I’m Anthony.” he said with a smooth timber to his voice.

“Chenelle” She said as she walked over to the bed to sit. Since she did not see any chairs in the room.

“They really can set a mood, can’t they?” he asked

Chennelle nodded as she started to think this was a bad idea.

Anthony walked behind her and sat down. “Your nervous.”

“Yeah, not sure I should do this?”

“Chenelle you said? You opened and walked through the door. You want to do it. But your fear wants you to run. My advice don’t think so hard. Can I massage your shoulders. That will loosen you up a bit.

Chenelle looked around there was nothing keeping here there. She nodded “yes.”

His demanding yet attentive hand relaxed muscles she didn’t even know was tense.

She felt his warm breath against the nape of her neck. Chenelle wanted more. He kissed her neck behind her ear sending delightful  little tingles through her.

He kissed her cheek, then he slightly parted her lips with his. Anthony delved in slowly with his tongue, then with drawing it out, to taste the eminence of her drink.

He delved in again wanting to leave his mark on every crevasse of her mouth.

Chenelle hand glided up into his shoulders, holding him to her. She turned into him and his hands caressed the outside of her right breast.

Chenelle wanted more. She broke the kiss breathing heavily.

“Take your shirt off.” She said

Anthony smiled loving how husky her voice became after the kiss.

Chenelle looked at his chest that held two of the most delicious, taunting nipples she ever seen.

She licked and suck on one hard, causing Anthony to arch his back into her demanding mouth. . Chenelle hand glided up his leg feeling how hard he was.

“Chenelle take your cloths off.”

She stood up and took everything off. She was not going to stop again.

Before she sat, he knelt before her and kisses her aching clit. Then he began licking it. She felt like she was going to fall over, little shocks was more than she ever felt . Anthony lifted her up as if she was light as a feather. Anthony spread her legs wider lifting her up on his arms like she was straddling him and laid her on the bed.

The bottle rolled down to them.

Anthony opened it up revealing golden honey inside. He dripped it down her soaked sex and lapped it up. It was a sin how he worshipped that area with his mouth. And the moans the deep moans that were escaping her lips.

He rose up taking her nipple in his mouth as the head of his shaft found it’s moistened destination. He slowly entered her savoring the feel of her muscled walls around him. She felt the familiar quiver of an impending orgasm.

“Don’t come yet. This feels too good. If you do it will cause me to cum.

Chenelle tried to hold back but her body had other plans. It started it’s rhythmic tremble, milking Anthony into submission.

“Oh, damn.” He called out as he thrust harder into her releasing himself.

As Anthony last thrust entered her she was gifted with a second orgasmic feast.

Anthony laid to his side breathing heavily

“That was incredible.”

“Yeah it was.” Chenelle agreed. “We should go now right?”

“No we don’t have to. We have the room for a couple of hours. I definitely want to clean up. Why don’t you join me in the shower?”

Chenelle doubts flew out the window as she joined him. When she left the club the memory of the that evening would never fade. Maybe she’ll try another room.

Monday morning came and nothing bother chenille. Not even her peervy boss. The O.N.S club was worth every penny. She wondered how the other rooms were.



Fia’s Short, Musings about Herself


Hello to all my fire starters out there. I want to start off by saying, I am truly appreciative to all of you who have stumbled onto my site, followed and enjoyed my blogs.

I wanted to give you an idea of the workings of this brain of mine. As you notice that I love writing Erotic stories and Sci/fi fantasy stories.

I try to write to make you feel as if you’re the main character, because honestly I am the main character, the side character and the hidden character that pops in to give it a little flavor.

I am fueled by the responses I receive. I get messages through here and through fianaturie1@gmail.com. Like I said all comments are welcomed.

Now if you throw shade don’t be surprised that you may get kicked into a black hole or deep, deep cavern. Where you can throw all the shade your heart desires. lol.

I will upload the last bit of “Chenelle “in the O.N.S. club tonight on my pod cast and I will put the link. That is something new for me. There is one thing to write about sex and another to read it. Since it’s my first pod cast. I know you all will forgive me and continue listening as I get better at it.

If you’re a follower you may have noticed I throw in a one shot pop story every now and then. That is because I was inspired at that moment and I had to let it out. I may keep my one shot pops for Tuesday’s. If you feel it should stay random then let me know.

That’s it for now. See you tomorrow for Wicked Wednesday.Keep the fire’s burning fire starters.

Here’s The Ash (Fire has been Burning)



Hello my fire starters, It’s time to give you the Ash of what has been burning from my blog site.

Talia and Julius has finally hopped into bed together, yet Talia is still as confused as ever about Julius.

The O.N.S pod cast has finally come, (Not cum, lol) the door is open.

Fantasy Friday has Jayla going on a mission to seek out the woman who initially  raised her. What is it that this women can illuminate for her and will it change her perspective about who she is?

To keep up with me Fia please follow and like. All comments are welcome never be shy after all you are all Fire Starters. Let it burn

O.N.S. Club podcast Meet Chenelle



Fia- Welcome back my little fire starters. I hope you all relaxed and ready to step through the doors of the O.N.S. Club.

Our first guest is Miss Chenelle. No last names are required since your only going to be here for a night.

Let’s follow Chenelle into the O.N.S Club shall we. I wonder what door was chosen for Miss. Chenelle.

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Walking into the low lit club, Chenelle made her way to the bar. She figured this was the perfect time for her to really think the events of what brought her to the club.

“Hello, what would you like?” a voice asked coming from a very appetizing bartender.

“All Night long” Chenelle said.

He walked away smiling at her request.

She looked around the club and noticed that there was quite a few people in the place. The bartender returned with the drink and slowly slid it to her. Keeping eye contact.

“Thank you.” Chenelle said, then he went to the next customer.

How did she convinced her self she needed a One Night Stand? She was not that type of girl. Her life was work, the gym, and if she was seeing some one it was exclusively that one person.

Why did she here to be curious? She found a card that was shoved under her front door. It was a plumb card with a gold strip on it saying O.N.S. on the front on the other side a web site on it.

Chenelle was just getting herself a bowl of grapes to snack on. Just to snack on. Carried the bowl to her lap top and punched in the web site. The words ” There is a key to unlock every door.” Popped up on the screen. Then a key appeared, right after the words, you have to click on the key it said, once you clicked on the key thinking it was a game. This voice came out.

“You are invited to open one of the doors to the O.N.S. Club. But before you do please be a quest at Giuseppe Italian Restaurant to meet A.T. Sugar, at noon Wednesday. Good bye.”

The voice stopped and the screen went straight to google. chenille tried the web site again and again but it locked her out.

“This is too cryptic. I’ll pass.”

Monday and Tuesday was the same old routine. Then Wednesday came. She decided to go. ‘What harm could it do? She can always leave.’ She thought.

Chenelle talked her boss into having an extended lunch . She agreed as long as she made it up by working late that night.

Chenelle was escorted to her table once she got to the restaurant. It was reclusive, very off to the side, where no one could really see her.

A woman walked up wearing a form fitting blue dress. It emphasized the size of her breast. You couldn’t not, not see them.

“Hello you must be Chenelle. I’m A.T. Sugar.” She said as she sat down resting her clutch bag on the side of the table.

“What does the A.T. stand for? Just curious.” Chenelle asked.

“A Touch”

She started to giggle,”You mean your name is A Touch of Sugar?”

Chenelle looked at her like she was kidding, but there was no indication that she was. So she stopped laughing.

The waiter arrived and asked for their order. During their lunch Sugar asked a few questions that made absolutely no sense.

“So Chenelle I always wanted to rock climbing are you, into rock climbing?”

“No I’m basically like my exercise in a controlled environment. In a gym.”

“Excuse me I have to ask the waiter, ahh, this, this,this is really not too appetizing. It seems a bit bland to me. It needs a bit of pepper don’t you think? How’s yours?”

“No it’s delicious, too much spice upsets the system.”

The waiter came over to get her request. After lunch she ordered tea. Chenelle decided to go for the chocolate cake.

“You like sweets?”

“This is my only vice. That’s why I go to the gym. What is the O.N.S, in the O.N.S club stand for?”

“O.N.S. stands for One Night Stand. Here’s a card to where the club is located. If you have any questions please call this number. My assistant will answer it all.”

A.T. Sugar rose, but before she left she said,” Chenelle Friday night is free drink night. What other amenities you choose, will be a charge. Nothing is ever required. Only a good time.”

With that Chenelle immediately decided “NO”. She is not going to a whore house.

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Fia= So fire starters, how is it so far? Have I peaked your interest? Shall I send A.T. Sugar out to meet you? Please comment and follow. I never turned anyone away. Have a good night and listen for the next pod cast. Bye, Bye now.