Tantalizing Stories by Donnee Patrese

“Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head. Oh my! Oops, there goes my skirt dropping' to my feet. Oh my! Ooh, some kind of touch caressing my legs. Oh my! Ooh I'm turning red Who could this be?” Sometimes I just want to touch myself.   I just have the urge to let my fingers trace and touch my body. I just lay in bed naked with my dark brown skin exposed to the air and my fingers would slowly caress my body slowly trailing down to the moistness between my legs. I let my fingers graze my clit and then play with my slippery goodness. I like to plunge my fingers deep inside and then lick off all of my juices from each dripping wet finger. (I looked over to the left) Umm I was looking so good I couldn't reject myself (I looked over to the left) Umm I was feeling so good I had to touch myself (I looked over to the left) Umm I was eyeing my thighs butter pecan brown (I looked over to the left) Umm coming out of my shirt and then the skirt came down Everyone m

He demanded obedience and she was frightened at first. She knew what he was capable of but her lust consumed her. It was stronger than anything she had ever felt before. She could not live and she could not breathe without knowing he was coming back to her to fill her and claim every inch of her. He was to blame. No one was able to take control of her so easily and completely. He was her leader and no matter how hard she fought it, she was not complete and she was not fulfilled unless his cock was inside of her. It wasn’t that long ago that she was seduced. “You want me so bad.” He would say and it would be futile to deny it. The art of seduction that transforms your body and soul was his specialty. He held her captive with the silky touch of his hand and his powerful and strong cock. He needed a mate and he chose her. After he consumed her, she felt reborn and full of life. Her eyes were opened and the air smelled clearer now. The woman she was before was

*Disclaimer: My husband helped me compile this list after he insisted he just preferred me naked. 1.        Lacy Panties 2.        Front clasps bras 3.        Animal print panties 4.        My school girl outfit My actual school girl outfit! 5.        Wife beater 6.        Leather corset 7.        Heels…and nothing else 8.        Crotch-less panties 9.        Body paint 10.    Extremely short skirts…with no panties.

Husband kissing me on the neck obviously ready to start something. Me: “What are you doing?” Husband: “I thought it was obvious.” He said as his hands found my breasts. Me: I know but the baby is right there. Husband: “Ok, but she’s asleep.” His hand slips into my pants. It feels so good but I just can’t let him go further. Me: I can’t do it with her sleeping right there. It just feels wrong. He sighs. Husband: “Trust me, she won’t remember a thing.” I remember when my first daughter was born.   We used to keep a bassinet right by the bed to make it easier for me to breast feed and get to the baby every two hours.   It was no problem during the 6 week waiting period, but once my doctor cleared me for action; it was more of a problem. My husband, who has an amazingly high sex drive, was anxious to go after the unbearable 6 week hiatus. I on the on the hand was ready to go, but could not fathom having sex with a sleeping baby nearby. My husband ha

I was ready for bed but my husband had other plans. He came out of the bathroom naked with his member at attention. ‘What are you doing?” I asked looking him up and down. He approached me wrapping his arms around my waist placing a soft kiss on my lips. “Umm, trying to get some of this.” He said grabbing and squeezing my ass. I laughed wrapping my arms around his neck. “I have a story I need to work on.” I protested. He shook his head lifting me. I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Consider this your break.” He dropped me onto the bed and I bounced a little laughing at the same time. He slowly began to strip me removing my pants followed by my panties. When I was naked and my leg were spread in front of him I watched look at me licking his lips. I knew what was coming and my body braced for the pleasure it was about to receive.  He dropped to his knees and I threw my head back as his head disappeared between my legs. When his tongue made contact with

Warning : Playing these songs will almost certainly get me hot and bothered. You play these songs for me and I will probably instantly get wet.   I’ll be in my bra and panties in no time…(Now I have you thinking about me in my bra and panties!) 1.        Skin by Rhianna 2.        Hey Daddy by Usher 3.        Take you Down by Chris Brown      4.        Peaches and Cream by 112 My actul pair of wet panties  5.        Roc me out by Rhianna 6.        Video Phone by Beyonce 7.        Motivation by Kelly Rowland 8.        Talk that Talk by Rhianna 9.        Oops (Oh My) by Tweet 10.    Sock it 2 me by Missy Elliot

    I consider myself to be a very sexy and attractive young woman. Ok, I’ll go beyond that…I’m fucking hot!     I always imagined myself being the sexy housewife cooking dinner in heels and nothing else. He would come home from work and just take me there bent over in the kitchen.      Just the thought of it turned me on. What I didn’t factor into that equation: kids Mother-fucking KIDS! Once I became an actual housewife, my husband still thought that shit was going to fly. He wasn’t too happy when I laughed in his face. We can barely have sex in our own bed let alone the kitchen. Before we had kids, he would come home and I would be ready for him naked with my ass in the air, but now…I hate to admit…sometimes I barely make it out of my pajamas. Yet, It is hard to play and look the part when I spend all day trying to write what I can and keep the two little rug rats from killing each other. By the time my husband gets home…the only thing I want to do is take a

He demanded obedience and she was frightened at first. She knew what he was capable of but her lust consumed her. It was stronger than anything she had ever felt before. She could not live and she could not breathe without knowing he was coming back to her to fill her and claim every inch of her. He was to blame. No one was able to take control of her so easily and completely. He was her leader and no matter how hard she fought it, she was not complete and she was not fulfilled unless his cock was inside of her. It wasn’t that long ago that she was seduced. “You want me so bad.” He would say and it would be futile to deny it. The art of seduction that transforms your body and soul was his specialty.   He held her captive with the silky touch of his hand and his powerful and strong cock.   He needed a mate and he chose her. After he consumed her, she felt reborn and full of life. Her eyes were opened and the air smelled clearer now.   The woman she was before was

1.)     I have no problem watching porn 2.)     It turns me on when my toes are licked or sucked or touched for that matter 3.)     My “sweet spot” is the spot right at the nape of my neck. If you touch it I melt. 4.)      I have been to a number of strip clubs. (My husband says he won’t take me anymore. He says I spend too much money.) 5.)     I had my first tongue kiss when I was 9 6.)     I love to be dominated in bed. 7.)     My favorite position is on top. 8.)     I have sex with my husband after every erotic scene I write. 9.)     I sneak into my closet during the day and masturbate so the kids can’t find me. 10.) I always need something sweet after sex…maybe more sex?

It was an incredible journey writing the novel Prohibited. All of my characters gave me insight into myself. However one of the hardest characters I had to write and the one that influenced me the most was Maxine.   When Maxine first developed in my mind, I saw her as a young naive girl that gets seduced by this older white male. She was unable to control herself and unable to say no to him. She grew up without a father and so she could be very easily led by these older men to do things that were not in her character to do. After awhile I became bored with her. She was supposed to be the main character but even I felt like she was boring. I also noticed that the story was not evolving the way that I wanted to. In the back of my mind I knew that she was much more complicated than that. After letting a few people read my first draft of the story, they felt that Maxine was still an enigma; they could not pin down her personality.   They were not getting enough of her pers