"6/7/2013 9:56 PM Copyright" No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval systemfdfdwddddda6 or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher or author Title: My Sexy Hot Stories Author: Monique K.Tillery Dedication:  To My Loving Man (Husband in Heart and Spirit) Jesse J. Jones- aka- Tyson First I want to give all thanks and glory to my higher power, My God Almighty, and Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior, for blessing me with such talent, that I would never have known I had without the help of the man that he sent into my life, to open and enlighten these sparks of new found interest. I give this dedication to him with my whole heart, for he is the one who I write to and for, while we go through this temporary separation.  Jesse is my inspiration and truly loves my love letters, their details, and continued to encourage me to write this book. While Jesse is incarnated, I keep him in mind and in my heart, and write what we would be doing, if we were home together.  Our sex has been ultimately awesome, from the first time we made love, until our unfortunate separation. With emotions and hormones going out of control, wanting him and missing him terribly, every day and especially every night, I close my eyes and wanting to be in his arms, feeling his touch, and remembering all the precious moments that we have together.  I grab my pen and write the hottest sex stories that my mind can recur or imagine, for my sake as well as his. Thank you, my love for your inspiration and encouragement, I have and was told about my writing, but because of you, I have taken the chance and see if this is something that I can achieve.  With your love and support, and God's blessed gift, it will be done. Words Of Love A lesson is learned every minute of every day of our lives, until we endure situations that make us surrender to our higher power, whatever,  it shall be!  We learn from birth, all love experiences , love from our parents, to our blessed creator.   Our first lesson is our parent's love, it  is essential for life and growth.  Second lesson, it's that our creator, who loved us with so much passion, and unconditional love, that he blessed us  with his only and first human son, and allowed him to sacrifice  his life to save our souls. Third lesson, to experience love without unconditional standards, which becomes just lust, to love unconditionally, is the pure love god blessed us with to share with our teachers; companions, lovers, friends, until we come across our soulmate. Never to forget, that we who love in a lifetime is a true blessing, especially when we receive and acknowledge that we came across more than one soulmate. At this moment in my life, I have acknowledged and been blessed to have known and loved my soulmates. One being my mother, Paulette Wainwright, who truly was my best friend, then she became my guardian angel. The second being my great aunt, Joyce Smith, who is my confidant, mentor, and best friend. My children, who are my life stones, then there is the man  god brought into my life, after giving my unconditional love to someone, that hurt and taught me at the same time some serious life lessons, Mr. Jesse J. Jones - Carter. He came into my life with no expectations, and opened his closed heart to me and allowed me to become a big and important part of his life. Today we have been in a relationship for ten years, and growing stronger every day, through trials and tribulations. We learned from each other, and from each other. We agree that our relationship is definitely a gift from god, and that we are soulmates.   Our First Vacation One fine day, of course, out of pure boredom my husband , Jesse, decided that we needed a vacation and some us time.  Because of work, school, household responsibilities, we have not been spending anytime together, as we did when we just had time on our hands, and just spent every moment all into each other.  We proceeded with our planning, and being that we have both achieved such good careers; our professions have given us great financial means.  With this in mind, and having not had a honeymoon, or gone anywhere out of New York, we came up with the most expensive, and farthest place that we could think of. While in thought, we also decided to stretch the trip for as long as possible.  Our jobs allowed us to have a great deal of vacation time, but left us with no more time for each other. We miss each other so much, that every day after both of us came home from work, we try to have a little of each other before the night conceives the both of us, but exhaustion catches us hands down, then we are up and start all over again the next day. Like I stated at the beginning of the story, we have been so bored and stressed with everyday life, work and no play makes a dull couple, especially no sex.  Our bodies are calling for each other, but we just did not have the time anymore, so we

short stories of explicit, sexual fantasies -a little reality and personal. inspired by my husband, while he was away for a number of years . Having had such awakening, hot, sexy, spontaneous, passionate, lovemaking, from our very first sexual encounter. Missing him, instead of getting it from another man, I put words on paper, which is my next big, spontaneous passion. Thank you, for your "giveback", and encouragement.

These stories, are both, a lil real, and a lil sexual fantasies. They are inspired, from writing my husband, who was away at the time, and just had to find something else to write, so here goes, letter sexing. It's my fantasies, it's our sexual experience since the day we met. I mentioned our names, then there are times, I just speak in general. I hope to attract those readers that like the effect of actually feeling themselves there in the act, or at least the feel of sexual arousal. (for both men and women, couples, singles)

Untitled chapter 5 Holding hands, long walks, staring into each other's eyes, it's simply love making with pure intimacy with the one you love. Holding hands while they are held over your head with the force of  two bodies becoming one, that's exciting. Long walks, being carried from one room to another, being pressed against a wall, being on all fours, or upside down doing the "69", that's exciting. Staring into each other's eyes, while sweat drips from our foreheads, rolling down paths of our naked bodies, all exciting and breathtaking. Toe curling, shortness of breath, screaming names of each other, and yelling lord have mercy, is what makes love making amazing, and  an art. We walk into a room, heat running through our bodies, hands all over each other, moving without thinking, just with pure animal desire. Kissing and tasting each other's juices from all places that crave attention. Do not have the time or the ability to decide, bed, floor, wall, table, chair, or even the shower, just the need for each other's bodies, to have our bodies entwined as one. Stripping off our clothes, having our hands, explore to find that heated source of absolute pleasure.  We pulled our bodies together, we entered into deep, and deeper, arousal. We cry each other's names, going into depth of an oncoming organism. Neither one of us wants this moment to ever end, for it,  or for us, to be stuck in time of pure ecstasy. For us to come, nut, bust, all over me, inside of me, until I am full, all over his large manhood, until he is covered with every ounce of my hot juices, that lubricates him to enter me from behind. He enters me with slow, steady, powerful, but gentle  strokes. What follows next is his fingers playing the most sexiest song with my clitic. The sensation drives the both of us wild and makes us even more hungrier, we need feeding, we nibble, we bit, we scratch, we grab, we pinch, all gentle enough to start all over, but this time we pick each location and continue until we covered the whole house with all our loving art. Simply, beautiful exciting love. Now we add some extra excitement  of our art of love making. Taking it to the ultimate high, leaving the norm for the quiet days and nights. Taking a motorcycle ride along the train tracks. Stopping because the wind blowing in our faces, my hands around his waist, feeling the muscles of his chest, and touching just above his jewels, just enough to get his fluids stirred, brought us to the mood of unthinkable actions. When he starts to feel he is losing control of his driving, and starts  concentrating on his desire for me. While sitting between my hot thighs, he feels the tension growing. We stop, he lays me down on the seat , I feel the heat of the motor while he feels the heat between my legs. He stripes me from waist down, I close my eyes as I feel the heat from his tongue as he kisses and licks up and down and inside of me, making my body quiver with high intense sensations.  I was coming so much, before he could even think about eating me completely dry, I was flooding his mouth, until the point of gagging, with the sweetest flavor he had ever tasted. He took me right there along the train tracks. When the oncoming train arrived at our location, he was already inside me and as the roaring of the train approached, the intensity grew to an overwhelming explosion. We came together and everybody on the train who was observing the sightseeing of the landscape also observed two people oozing lustful ecstasy. As we howled to the oncoming moon of the evening and  completely succumbed to our exhaustion, we prepared ourselves to continue our travel back into reality.     It was a game of lust, semantically fulfilling. goodnight to all who want, would or have satisfied themselves in this most interesting manner. written and signed by Monique Tillery