Taste the Kiss Feel the Fire

By Lauren Tallman

From its beginning in March, 2014, The Erotic Writers Group of Las Vegas was a new concept.

Who came to the meetings? Wonderful writers and true lovers of the genre who expressed themselves with sensitivity, sensuality, and sexuality.

Some first timers came with a chaperone who watched over their partner in fear of losing them to a den of iniquity.

Writers arrived, not knowing what to think!

Would there be an orgy or at least a beer?

Only after they realized this was a serious group, they were satisfied that The Erotic Writers Group of Las Vegas was a real forum, for serious writers, celebrating erotic literature at its best.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lauren Tallman
• Release date: Apr 2, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215833230

Lauren Tallman

Lauren Tallman lived in six cities, in four countries. She rode camels in the desert. She speaks three languages fluently and knows enough of a fourth to get her in trouble. Lauren Tallman is an author. She wouldn’t change a single thing that happened in her life.

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Taste the Kiss

Feel the Fire

Copyright

Copyright © 2021

Taste the Kiss Feel the Fire, The Erotic Writers Group of Las Vegas

Compiled by Lauren Tallman

All Rights Reserved.

No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping, or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

Dedication

DEDICATED TO THE REMARKABLE members of The Erotic Writers Group of Las Vegas who supported one another, worked hard at their craft, and shared their incredible stories.

Letter from the Founder

IT IS WITH GREAT PRIDE I present the Erotic Writers Group of Las Vegas Anthology.

The enclosed short stories and novel excerpts were created by passionate writers who collaborated and honed their craft during our meetings and provided exceptional critiques and support to one another.

I hope you enjoy their work and bask in the erotic warmth presented by these exceptional writers.

Today it is my honor to call them authors.

LAUREN TALLMAN

Founder of the Erotic Writers Group of Las Vegas

AU Starr

AU Starr is a Chicago native who experiences everything life has to offer in travel, love, sex, and art. When she had sex with a French Canadian in Jamaica, does that count as having sex in three countries? Do you consider oral sex the same as foreplay? Is more merrier? She welcomes all travelers on this journey while she poses some of life's philosophical questions. A little secret, she said, more is merrier.

Who are you?

I can’t believe we are

going to finally meet.

I’m excited. Are you?

Yes. It’s been over a year since

we first connected on Tinder.

I know. I had plans to visit in the

spring but well you know covid happened.

Yea. It fucked up a lot of

plans for everyone.

But you’re in town now. 😊

Send me a pic of your face so I know who

I’m meeting. Unless you want to walk in

naked in which case

I can compare those pics. LOL

LOL. You’re funny.

Hello handsome. I can’t wait to meet you.

Me too.

I should be there 6ish. Send me your address

NOW THIS IS WHERE I start wondering if this is a stupid idea. Will he show up? Can I trust him? This is strictly a booty call. We’ve been texting for over a year and I really don’t know very much about him. His name is Kris. He’s 42. Lives in Detroit. Works in construction. And he’s single. Just in case I go missing or worse, I’ll send his pic and info to my girlfriend and let her know what’s up.

I’m pulling out of the garage, I need the address.

273 Gentle Bay

Text me when you arrive.

I will have further instructions

Ok and that’s hot!

Wait in the car until I send my text.

Ok.

You’re gonna answer me though right?

Of course.

Gonna be so hot!

Cock hard and full of cum and I mean FULL!!!!

You may have to wait in the

car for a few mins. Still getting ready.

What are you doing?

Naked in a t-shirt shouldn’t take so long silly.

But ok....

You’ll see.

Says 5 miles away.

Shit

Ok.

I’ll take my time.

Don’t rush this is supposed to be fun.

Don’t keep me waiting though either lol.

You’re killing me. LOL

It’ll be worth it I promise.

So I’m down the street from your house now.

Park in the driveway.

In 5 mins come in. Lock the door.

Walk in and turn left at the hallway

than right. I’ll be waiting

Fuck ya!!! I’ll leave all my clothes

by the door except my boxer briefs.

My heart is beating fast.

Mouth

watering.

Cock half hard.

I HAVE THE STAGE SET. Candles are lit throughout the house. Music is playing. Bed is turned down. I am freshly showered, hair softly pulled back with a single clip. Sheer black baby-doll with small ribbons on one side tied in little bows. Black satin panties. Minimal jewelry, small diamond stud earrings. My bedroom is large with a great deal of space between the foot of the bed and the dresser. I place a small throw pillow on the floor. I love being the submissive. I position myself kneeling up on the pillow, with my head down.

I hear you approach the bedroom. I look up quickly to see you walk towards me. You are only wearing your boxers, just as you said you would. The candles throughout out the house only show your silhouette. You are 5’10" of chiseled muscle. I drop my head to maintain my submissive pose. I feel a flash of heat wash over my body. Every sense is on high alert in anticipation of what is to come.

You walk a full circle around me. Neither one of us makes a sound. It’s as if we both forgot to breathe.

You stop in front of me and place your hand on my shoulder. I look up to you. Our eyes lock. You are sexy as fuck. I lose all responsible thought and don’t care what happens from this point on. Your hand slides down my chest and cups my right breast. Wow! What hands you have. Your hand engulfs my entire breast and squeezes it, pulling it until your fingers pinch my nipple. I am now yours to do with what you wish.

I place both hands on your hips. My lips and tongue lightly graze along the tight flat stomach just above your waistband. Your hands are now on my head encouraging me to go further. I slowly start to remove your briefs while my mouth continues to kiss and lick along your happy trail. As I pull your briefs down, I welcome your impressively prominent hard staff to my lips. I lean back slightly to behold, in awe, your powerful family jewels. I look up to you and you down at me. We both smile. I lean back in and lick your tip. Slowly circling as I draw you in my mouth. It is more than I can consume, however I am able to take you deeper than you may have thought possible. I grasp your shaft with my left hand and stroke you with my mouth for several minutes. You let out a deep moan, Oh my god.

I lean back again to firmly reposition myself, but before I can resume, you lift me up to my feet. Your hands grab my ass and press my pelvis to yours. Your mouth locks on mine. Our kiss is rushed and eager. The heat emanating from our bodies is intense, as if we have been standing near a fire. A chill washes over my damp body. We embrace. The passion continues to rise as you walk me backwards toward the wall adjacent to my bed.

Pressed against the wall, you pin both my hands above my head with your left hand. Your right hand releases my breasts from the thin, sheer moist fabric of my baby-doll. Your hands are solid, firm, and strong and yet they are gentle and graceful as you continue to pull and tug on my breasts. Your cock is pressed against my lower stomach. I can feel kitty wetting her lips waiting for you to take her.

Your mouth pulls my breast outward. Your tongue glides over my taut nipple. Was that really your tongue or velvet? I have never felt anything so commanding and yet so soft. I try to pull my hands free to press your head to my chest, but you reaffirm your grip and hold me in place, which sends a new surge of excitement through my body. I push out my chest, signaling for you to keep going. Your mouth resumes its forceful sucking with soft velvety licks. The contradiction in tensity is maddening.

When you release my hands, I grab your head and pull you to my mouth. I want to feel that tongue again on mine. Your short, buzzed hair is soft beneath the light touch of my fingers. The kiss is quick.

You pull away and drop to your knees. You remove my panties. I am still pressed against the wall. You lift my right leg and place it up over your shoulder. Kitty happily welcomes the short quick licks your velvet tongue offers. I thrust my hips out and press your head to my wet, aching desire. You lick and suck at kitty’s lips and clit.

I can’t wait. I want more. I pull you up and walk you backwards toward the bed. You sit on the bed as I remove what little clothing I have on and kneel before you. I want to taste more of you. You lean slightly back on your elbows and watch me stroke your hard cock with my mouth. The closet mirror is to my back. Not only can you watch me pleasure you with my mouth, but you can also watch my ass and hips sway with excitement.

As soon as I start to increase my rhythm with your cock in my mouth, you gasp and pull me up to you. Your strength and agility are astounding. You flip me up on my back in a blink of an eye. The sheets below me feel cool and soft. I melt into the king size bed while you hover over me. We are now face to face, staring at each other, savoring this moment. Your deep blue eyes pierce my soul as your hand grabs my breast again. God, those hands, that tongue. How does he do it? The force, the dominance and yet the soft licks.

You wedge your legs between my knees. Your long hard staff is nestled long my slit. I start to feel your smooth cut tip sliding between my flush valley. You control our pace. I don’t know if you are trying to be gentle because of your size or if you are just savoring the moment. You enter me slowly, often stopping while you focus on my breasts with your hands and mouth. My hands are on your ass trying to press you deeper while you hold your position.

Oh fuck, you are tight and sexy as hell.

I could only respond with a deep throated moan as you fill me up.

Your thrusts are slow and steady. At first.

I lift my legs and spread them wide. You lean up on your knees and grab my ankles. You cry out and thrust faster and deeper. You fill and stretch me to my core. It is excruciatingly wonderful. This is pure ecstasy.

AHHHHH Kris. I shout.

Your subtle pause throws off my tempo for a split second. Oh shit, did I say the wrong name? His name is Kris, isn’t it? Doesn’t matter, don’t start overthinking now. Lose yourself in this tango of passion.

I tilt my hips up to grind on your pelvis. Our rhythm resumes with increased fervor. You feel amazing in me. Your deep throated groans become louder. You release my ankles and drop down on top of me. Your weight feels warm and comforting. Your breath is heavy on my neck.

I can’t hold back much longer. You are so wet. So fucking hot.

I want to feel you cum inside me. Let go. Let go now. I whispered in your ear.

You pin my hands above my head. I cry out at your last piercing thrust that is deep and fast. I still as your release explodes inside me. You yell, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK as your body shakes and convulses with each contracting wave of relief.

You release my hands. I wrap my legs and arms around you. Holding you inside me, on me, not wanting this feeling to end.

The music is playing softly, the candles are flickering throughout the room, your body calms on mine, our stuttered pants slowing to steady breaths. You ease yourself from me and lay beside me, listening to the music. Holding onto the moment.

That was amazing. Thank you. You are a very sexy woman.

Thank you. That was incredible.

You smile. You leave the room and come back with your clothes and start dressing. I gather up my baby-doll and panties and dress as well.

I give you a bottle of water for your drive back to your hotel and walk you to the front of your car.

I want to see you again. Can I see you again? you ask.

Yes. I’d like that very much.

Yes, he wants to see me again. He is so fucking sexy, not to mention the sex is amazing. I like him.

You kiss me. I’ll be here next July for my parent’s 50th wedding anniversary, but I’ll try to come back before then.

Anniversary? I thought you were here in August for that event? I questioned.

Oh shit, I did tell you that, didn’t I. Sorry, everything else I told you was true.

You start walking towards the driver’s side and I continue standing on the sidewalk while my mind kicks into overdrive thinking of everything we spoke of over the last year.

So, your birthday is March 1st?

Yes.

You live in Detroit?

Yep. You start to climb in the car.

And your name is Kris?

It starts with a K. You laugh, you close the door and drive away.

Seriously!?! I say to no one, standing in front of my house in a sheer black baby-doll.

When are you going to learn? I knew it was just a booty call, but damn it I like him. Who are you, my stranger in the night?

Was it a Dream?

It is a rainy Sunday afternoon. Since the pool party was cancelled, I took this opportunity to relax and catch up on some reading. I laid across my bed and started reading my latest book. The dreary weather outside made me a little drowsy. I curled onto my left side and drifted off wishing you were laying next to me.

I sense you in the room, but I think I am dreaming, so I dismiss any movement I hear around me. I dream so vividly, at times, they seem real. Sometimes I know I am dreaming and converse with myself in the dreams, which strikes me as weird but also funny, perhaps this is one of those times. Besides, how can you be here? I tell myself, you had other plans, as did I. And how can you get in, I believe the door was locked when I came upstairs. I tell myself I am dreaming, and I continue in my slumber.

You kneel beside my bed, and whisper in my ear, Remove your clothes and resume your resting position. I do as you say without question. You always have a way of getting me out of my comfort zone to explore new adventures. I remove my clothes and lay back down on my left side. I hear the rain tapping on the window. It is late afternoon and rain clouds make the room appear darker than normal. The summer rain has made the room feel warm and humid. The soft comforter feels good on my naked body. I keep my eyes closed as I stretch to welcome the warm soft bed, and the sound of your voice soothes me back to my dreamlike state of mind.

I feel you position yourself next to me. Your naked body feels warm and comforting as you spoon up against me. I feel your breath as your lips lightly graze my neck. You whisper, You will follow all my instructions without question or hesitation. Do you understand?

Yes, I reply.

Now, I want you to relax, and let me take you to Neverland, you say with a hint of naughty in your tone. I can picture that little smirk that plays across your face, and the glint of devil in your eyes whenever you want to surprise me with something new to try as if you know I will enjoy it.

You lift my right leg and drape it over your legs. You slide your left arm under my neck and fold your arm up across my collarbone, lightly holding my shoulders to your chest. I fit perfectly against you. I relax because I know I am safe and you would not let any harm come to me. I trust you completely and without question. As you feel me melt against you, you slowly lean me back into you so I am still a little on my side but I am slightly angled upward. This position spreads my legs wide, exposing my most private and vulnerable self. You position your right hand beneath my right hand so that our fingers are aligned as one. Even though we are acting as one hand, my hand controls your hand; but does it really?

You tell me, I want you to hold this position. Do not let go unless I tell you to do so.

I nod, acknowledging your command.

You whisper in my ear, Anna, I want you to touch your breasts. I do not hesitate. I slide our right hand up to my breasts and lightly brush our fingers across them.

Good, you say. Now, caress and pinch your nipples for me. Again, I do as you say. I smile a little, thinking, I like this dream, I hope I do not wake up before it is over.

As I pinch my nipples, you tell me, Harder. You encourage me by pressing our fingers to pinch harder. I pinch my nipples harder. I can feel your hard body pressing closer into me as I let out a little moan.

You ask, Do you like what you feel?

Yes, I reply.

Good. You say, Let’s play some more. You continue to hold me against you as you tell me, Slide our hand down your belly until I tell you to stop. As I start to do this, your hand stays in perfect position on my hand. I am actually impressed by your self-control in keeping this slow and steady pace.

As I am fully exposed and open, I expect us to go directly to the very core of my being. However, you have other plans. You make me stop just as I am about slide our hand down to where the ache is beginning to build inside me.

You tell me, Slide our hand along your thighs but do not touch anywhere else. I want us to feel the warm softness of your inner thighs. I continue gliding our hand as you instructed, down one thigh, back up across the top of my pelvis, and back down the other thigh. I can sense the anticipation building for us with each stroke of our hand.

You ask me, Do you want more? Yyyes, please I reply in a stuttered breath.

You are being a very good girl, but now I want you to do something naughty for me. Slide our hand back up your inner thigh but this time, keep going until you reach the dark, hot folds. I want our fingers to explore your soft, delicate jewel.

With your hand still in constant motion with mine, I do as you tell me. You softly moan as you press into me. The heat resonating from your body is intense, humming with anticipation. I am very excited because I know you want me and I cannot wait to feel you inside me.

As our fingers explore and play in my moist field of pleasure, you tell me to bring our fingers to my mouth and suck them. As I pause, you say, No hesitation, remember? I do as I am told and bring our fingers to my mouth and slowly suck each finger.

That’s my good girl. Now take our hand and let’s explore deeper.

I remove our fingers from my mouth and slide our hand back down to my wet, throbbing core. You brush your tongue across my lips for a quick taste, but before I can kiss you, you pull your mouth away from mine. Your relentless teasing is excruciating. I want to feel every inch of you in me, on me, touching, kissing, fucking. I know you want it too. I can feel how your body responds to me. My hand controlling your hand, your hard cock pressing deep against my ass. My hips grinding back into you begging for more. Your soft moans as you kiss my neck. Your left hand holding me tighter against your chest. All of this tells me you desire me.

Your voice is steady, calm and soothing as you tell me to continue to explore myself.

Okay, I say, but I want to feel you inside me.

Not today, you reply. "Today, I want