River Walk: Ten Kinky Collaborations
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Marc took the crop and ran it up the inside of one leg, across my vagina, and then down the other leg. All of a sudden, I felt the crop’s end making perfect precise contact with my pussy folds. Once, twice, three times. It stung, and my clit throbbed from the hitting sensation. He stopped. Please don’t stop.
I could hear him moving around at the foot of the bench. What was he doing? I wanted to remove the blindfold but dared not. The suspense was intense. Was he looking at my pussy spread wide for his gazing pleasure? Probably, knowing him! I felt my face flame red. I am so exposed. Just then, flick and my left nipple was hit with the crop. Oh, it hurt but felt so good. He snapped it once more. And again. Oh, please hit my right nipple. I waited. He hit the same left nipple again.
I arched my back seemingly thrusting my right nipple up towards him crying for attention. I waited. Nothing. Oh, please hit my breast. My man ignored my plea. Instead, he flicked my clit with such force I cried out in pain. He was punishing me. How dare I tell him what to do? It stung as he flicked it over and over again. He took the crop and circled my left breast, flicked it once more, and ran it down over my tummy toward my opening. He made a series of soft hits from my nipple to my clit.
I felt him push the crop into my pulsing cunt as he spread my overflowing juice around my clit. Only a few more punishing flicks to my clit and then....nothing.
What was he doing? Then, I heard him open his drawer. I think? I was on the brink, wiggled and squirmed on the bench. Do something quick. Damn you. Was he taking his pants off?
Just then, he grabbed my right nipple and twisted, pinched and pulled it up. Finally, he was paying it the attention it deserved. But he surprised me as he clamped it. I tensed from the sharp pain. It hurt. Bastard.
“I decide what you’re getting Vivian, not you. Don’t gesture next time.”
He pulled on both nipples. Just then he licked around my punished nipple stopping to suck on its end. He then used his tongue to tease the tip. I was dying from the mixed pain and pleasure. I moved my hands into his hair as he played with my nipple. I couldn’t help myself. He let me. For a few minutes anyway.
He pulled away, clasped my wrists, placing them above my head. With strong hands he squeezed both breasts and moved down either side of my body, gently feeling my slender waist, gripping my cunt with his hand as he rubbed his palm around and around.
Then I was alone. Where is he? “Marc? Please.”
“Shhhhhh,” he said with a quiet force, “spread those legs wider.” I did just that.
Once again, I felt the crop spread my wetness all over my pussy. Then WHACK, he hit me again. I couldn’t believe it. Again and again, he hit my clit. I arched my pussy up to meet his strikes. We are in a rhythm. Fuck. I can’t take much more. Each strike bringing me closer to the brink. He could do anything to me. I am completely and utterly lost. I cannot hold back any longer as my orgasm vibrates and pulses wildly into my pelvis.
Seconds later, he caressed my hips and flipped me over. My ass was high up in the air and my knees where resting on the bench. He firmly grasped my hips and glided his cock up into my opened and thirsty pussy. It so wanted to be filled. The feeling was out of this world. He was gentle at first, moving in and out of me, until I heard him moan as he slammed my tender whipped pussy from behind. His cock was rock hard, and I could feel it stiffen even more as he squeezed my hips. My nipples were scraping the sheets with each thrust. He was on the verge of coming. I knew his cock so well, just before orgasm was always thick, hard, commanding and all mine. Fuck me. I was ready to scream as he reached around pulling off the nipple clamp. The pleasure in my released nipple combined with his rigid cock was my undoing. We came together. He poured his cum into me as his cock throbbed.
Marc gently pushed me down onto the bed as we relished our orgasms. I could feel his cock still inside me as he circled his hips gently.
We lay on the bed with his chest on my back, his hands cupping both of my breasts as he supported his weight with his forearms. He nuzzled his face into my shoulder.
Just then, he whispered in my ear, “Why don’t you lick my dick clean, and then we can watch the end of the movie with the kids.”
I started to giggle. Then he started to laugh. Before you knew it, we were dressed and unlocking our bedroom door. He tapped my ass in a loving gesture as we walked down our hall.
Married life is so good.
THE END
The Story Behind The Stories
I started by writing ten story outlines. Some incredibly detailed, others less so. I needed to ensure that all of the stories were unique, and that all of them had at least two kinky scenes (after all, I’m a bdsm erotica writer). Then I set about finding and selecting female writers to bring these stories to life. In random order:
When I wrote the outline for ‘One Last Cigarette’ I immediately thought of Noelle. I wanted a writer with a strong romantic sensibility, and Noelle’s writing is so natural, she was a perfect fit. She captured the essence of the story beautifully.
In the case of Gina – I literally wrote the story outline for ‘The Power of a Woman’ specifically for Gina. I wanted to give her a story that she could really dig into. She evolved the outline significantly, which was brilliant on her part. Her instincts are second to none.
Julie was a no-brainer for ‘Hostage Situation’ because of her filmmaking experience. This is the most suspenseful of the stories in River Walk, and I bet she could turn it into an amazing screenplay. Beyond the initial outline, my involvement was minimal.
Any new project I work on starts with a brainstorming discussion with Tiffany. I bounce all my ideas off her. At first, she was hesitant to be one of the writers, but I’m persistent –smiles-. As you can see, she delivered in spades!
Working with my wife has been one of the great joys of River Walk. Jaycee helped me tremendously on ‘A Condo with Two Views,’ so I was happy to let her flex her writing muscles with
‘Love’s Notion’. We went for a two hour walk one day, and conceived the outline together.
I barely knew Lena when I approached her for this project. I thought it was important to have a mix of friends, and professionals. Lena was on my radar because of her talent. She took ‘Spanked!’ to an amazing place.
Melissa is one of my first-ever online friends, and an undiscovered talent. She identifies lovely little insights within everyday life, and peppers her stories with them. The ending of ‘The Un-cashed Cheque’ is very powerful, and emotional.
Another dear friend of mine, going back a long way, is Ali. I knew we’d work on something together eventually, and River Walk provided the perfect opportunity. This story is a gem. Plus, assuming you’ve read it by now, who can’t wait for a full length novel?
When I wrote the outline for ‘The Discover Ring’ I was hugely excited to find the right writer for it. This is also a very romantic story and Rosemary brilliantly captured the core of the characters, and the gist of the story. She brought it to life in a magical way.
Last but not least, is Jen. The story in this case spans decades, and I’ve been sitting on the premise about as long. I always liked the idea of an older submissive reflecting back on her life. JLE wrote it with the grace of a figure skater. Wait until you see the triple axel.
GENUINE THANKS TO ALL WHO HELPED WITH PROMOTION.
ESPECIALLY TO DIANE HAMILTON AND SARAH READS.
Allison McCullough
Annie Wittmer
Ashley Westphall-Carr
Brandy Hammerschmidt
Christi Kerr Baron
Cindy Callender
Colleen Everly
Colleen LeHew Lee
Deb Anderson Sisler
Deborra Zello
Di Anne Sandvik
Fiona Stanton Beattie
Heidi Keil
Helen Cameron
Iris Magyar
Ivy Corral
Jennifer Haren
Jessica McCane
Joyce Drummond
Julie A Beckford
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Julie Cameron
Kari Nappi
Kat Lyn Chadwick
Kat Valentine
Katrina Stubbs
Kerry Phillips
Kris Matury-Turner
Kristi Lynn
Laurie Schmidt Lee
Linda Radcliffe
Lisa Pichner
Lola Fontaine
Mandi Calder
Mary Woodruff
Michelle Lynn
Nancy Pracht
Nikki Jay
Patti Novia West
Poe O'Neill
Susan Fairburn
Susan Sloan
Tammy Ann Dove
Teo Reaman
Teresa Diann
Tracey Lou Parker
Tilly Galvan Zamora
Vicki Stockton
Table of Contents
The Power of a Woman
SPANKED!
HOSTAGE SITUATION
The Un-cashed Cheque
The Discover Ring
One Last Cigarette
Through the Ages
First Journey. Second Thoughts
Three Wishes
Love’s Notion