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"6/7/2013 9:56 PM Copyright" No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system 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 s*x 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 s*x 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 l**t, 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 s*x. Our bodies are calling for each other, but we just did not have the time anymore, so we are going to spice things up for this much-needed vacation and make our remarkable honeymoon something to remember. We decided to go to the islands (we picked to visit all of them). We are going to travel in the most exquisite style. Therefore, we got on the internet, and planned our trip. Our excitement has got us all hot and bothered, that we can't keep our hands off each other. Things are steaming up, and that night, after making our reservations, we went at each other like wild animals. We tore off each other's clothes and made love right there on the spot, we could not even make it to the bedroom, with such a moment of relief we planned to continue on our way to our destination. Yes, you heard right we will be exploring each other the way we are going to explore our islands of love. The reservations was crazy, because we are going to travel by means of car, train, plane and boat, and each one will consist of some heavy loving, hot, wild s*x, and fantasy making, yes we will be videotaping as much as we can, when it comes to mind. We are leaving this coming Friday and not coming home until we were with each other out. As we start packing, we remind ourselves that we will not need much clothing, because we will be covering ourselves with each other's bodies. We meet at the rental car station, after work, and proceed to drive to Virginia. A nice long enough ride, that we will be making one stop for rest, before getting on the train in California. Jesse is driving, because I just love being the passenger, and being chauffeured. He gives me all the upscale service of the perfect driver. We stop just before the sunset, and have a sunset dinner that we packed for the long drive. He lays out our blanket, sets up our meal, which is oysters, wine, and some chocolate strawberries. He carries me out of the car, lay me down on the blanket that is placed on the side of a beautiful cliff, looking over the city and watching the sunset with all the wonderful colors. The sky was clear, the stars started to twinkle way up in the sky, passing the level of eyesight, but I saw stars, because I was with my husband, and he was so handsome, sweet, and such a man, along with being horny just for me. We ate, by feeding each other, and we had the strawberries for dessert, along with desire for each other. He poured me a glass of wine, and gave me a foot massage. He made me feel so relaxed and comfortable. It started to get a little chilly outside, so we got back in the car and he turned on the heat to warm me up, then he asked me to strip down to my underwear, so he could give me a deep tissue body massage. He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me all over. His touch and his lips were so gentle and soft, that I felt my insides melt with overwhelming sensations. The warmth of his kiss set me on fire. The passion was amazing, and refreshing. We made love in the backseat of the car, and took a short nap, before continuing our drive to catch our train. While I was sleep, he started driving; I woke up still hot from his sweet attentiveness, so I climbed in the front seat, and snuggled under his arm and laid my head on his lap, heat from our love making the night before, was still felt through his pants, so I decided to give him some cooling off. I unzipped his pants and started to massage his growing d**k, his instant response was with such force that he could not concentrate on his driving, so he pulled over on the road and allowed me to continue. I slipped him into my mouth and licked him; his taste was of the sweetest chocolate. I sucked him to the back of my throat, and when I felt the pulsating sensation in my mouth, I released my grip and relaxed my throat muscles. He relaxed and came with pure ecstasy, as I swallowed his warm silken milk; I almost choked, but swallowed all that was given to me. We arrived at the train station, parked our rental in the parking lot, and proceeded to load our luggage in our cabin. Once on the train, we relaxed while waiting for the train to pull off. We ordered our dinner for the evening, took a shower and got dressed for the club they had scheduled in the first car. We danced, ate, and partied like there was no tomorrow. The tension from work and no play was suddenly released, and the feeling was uplifting and awakening to our inner being. After all the excitement, we went to our cabin and continued our excitement for each other. He was undressed and laid down on the bed, while I was in the bathroom, getting myself prepared for the rest of our adventurous journey. I came out, lit some scented candles, had the aroma just right, warmed up some body oil, and started to rub my baby from his feet, up his legs, and as I was massaging him, he started to moan with heightened pleasure. I stopped at his thighs, and started kissing the inside of them, with the oil on my hands, I slipped his rock hard d**k in my hand and caressed him softly, jerked him until he was about to explode. I continued to massage my baby, with my hands, mouth, and tongue. He grabbed me by my shoulders and looked me in my eyes with so much love, desire, passion, and asked me to ride with him into eternity I straddled him, grabbed his muscled arms and rode my stallion, I rode him slow, and soft, I moved up and down like if I was on a pole. I sped up my pace until I was out of control, we rocked, and rolled all over that cabin, we exploded together like the greatest volcano ever. By the next morning, we had arrived at our next destination. The sunrise was beautiful, as we ate breakfast, and rode past and saw all the lovely landmarks from our window, still wrapped in each other's arms, looking into each other's eyes, and telling each other how much we love one another. We started getting dressed for our next phase of plans. We had to be on our plan in a matter of hours, so we got off the train, and took a cab to the airport. We were like kids at an amusement park, we were all over the place looking for our gate. We almost had the security guards after us, because we decided to have some fun and ride the luggage belt, and push the carriers through the corridors with us on them. By the time we found our gate, we made it just in time to get on the plane, which was first class. The seats were plush and comfortable, they served us champagne, gave us pillows and blankets and told us to enjoy the ride. We held hands and watched as we lifted off, and climbed over the clouds, it was like taking a trip to heaven. Once they told us that we were able to walk around, we decided to get nasty. Jesse took our camcorder into the bathroom, without telling me that is, then told me to go to the bathroom, that he will meet me there. I did what I was told and went into the bathroom and changed into something a little sexier and more accessible. As I am undressing, I am thinking about what my horny husband is up to now. At the same time, I decided to do a little playing myself, just to get things started. What Jesse did not know was that I brought something for my private play and at this time, it seemed appropriate. I was in the mix of things when there was a knock on the door, I asked who it was, and received no answer, that was the signal. I opened the lock and acted as if I did not know he was coming in. He stepped inside, saw what I was doing with my toy, and got all excited and wanted to help me play. He wanted to see how my new toy worked, so I showed him. A dildo ejaculates for me. When I squeezed the bulb for it to come, and he saw the liquid slide down my inner thighs, he wanted to know what it tasted like, so I told him to help himself, and he did. He smacked his lips and commenced to l*****g and sucking. He was amazed that the liquid tasted like chocolate milk, and it drove him crazy. He propped me up on the sink and opened my legs, and wrapped them around his neck. He kissed my c**t, sucked, and bit it with such tenderness. He then removed the dildo, and replaced it with his fingers and tongue. He licked me from the back to the front, fingered me in and out with such force and friction, that I counted several times that I came. My organisms were so earth shaking, someone would've thought we were having air turbulence, everything was shaking, my knees, my legs, my a*s, he grabbed me to eat me deeper and harder, he drank all my chocolate milk, until there was no more. When we finally stopped, we did not realize that someone was knocking on the door or that the signal light was blinking. I left the bathroom first, and kindly went to our seats. Jesse came back right behind me and started laughing, because the stewardess said that if we wanted some privacy that all we had to do was ask, and they would have arranged for us not to be disturbed, he told them that we don't plan, we just do, when and where the feeling comes. Now what I do not know is all of that was being taped, surprise. We arrived at the port to get on our cruise; finally, our last trip and we will be at our first island. This cruise will take us to every secluded island there is on the planet. We rested for the next day, and stayed in bed all day watching movies and eating junk food in the cabin. It was like when we first met and all we did was stay under each other, talking about our future, laughing and playing around. The mood was perfect, we were in a state of love, just being with each other, brought us back to when we fell in love, when we first kissed, held hands, laughed together, cried together, gained a place in each other's hearts. We were on our way to the land of love, the islands. The cruise ship was like a world of our own, it was so large, it had everything we could have imagined, plus some, and we were able to take full advantage of it all, at our very own expense, to be like kids in a candy store, and never being told to stop. The next morning, we had breakfast in bed, took the most awesome steamed shower, and we're off to explore our new adventure. We were so excited, we did not know what to do first, so we closed our eyes and turned in a circle with my finger pointed, wherever we pointed to, that was where we started. My finger pointed to rock climbing (scary, but worth trying) . We wanted to do everything that this giant toy land had to offer. Rock climbing was great, and Jesse was so protective, he made sure that he was right underneath me, along with making sexy jokes about my butt in a harness. Next was the spa, then the pool, then the walk alongside the deck, we even found closed doors, that opened to emptied rooms, and had quickie s*x in them, leaving a mark of our presence. We ordered dinner early, made sure that it was a dinner of seductive pleasures, to give us power energy for a festive night at the club on board. We danced under the stars, and on water, we made love on deck, with not a care in the world, we fell asleep in the deck chairs. The next day we spent half the day in the hot tub, very n***d, and with such desire in our eyes, that it was magical. This went on for the first week, non-stop s*x, loving, and more s*x, everywhere, on everything, we was like animals in heat, leaving our scent all over the place. We arrived at our first island, don't ask me the name or where we were actually at, I'm just so wrapped up in the moment that it really didn't matter to me, I just wanted this to never end. We stayed in this romantic bungalow with the sun through our windows, sand at our feet, and ocean at our fingertips. We strolled around in our bathing suites; we laid on the beach with cool drinks and sun tan lotion, just the two of us and the staff that served us hand and foot. Making love in the bungalow, on the beach, in the ocean with the dolphins, eating each other for breakfast, lunch, and of course dinner, made the servants, a little red in the face, constantly, because every time we called for them, when arrived, we'll be in all kinds of positions, like hanging over the bed, on the kitchen counter, in the middle of the living room floor in front of the fireplace on a bearskin rug, in the shower full of steam, in the hot tub with both of us on top of each other. We fell asleep with the water sweeping under our bodies, woke up with the sunrise, and ate with the fishes, went scuba diving, and danced under the stars in the sky. This which was all taped and cherished as the most perfect gift to your lover, we will never be boarded again. We continued this affair through nine islands, we explored not only the islands of love, but each other and our love for one another, and how much devoted time was needed for our relationship. We were exhausted, and overwhelmed, but thrived for the next vacation in the future. We outdone ourselves that we needed a vacation just to recuperate. Try a vacation of this stature and enjoy it as we did. Sexual Healing Chapter 2 You know how men act like babies when they are sick, well let me tell you the story about my husband, Jesse, when he was sick and I had to take care of him. It was a rainy day and Jesse was feeling miserable, he had a fever, headache, body aches, congestion, sore throat, chills, vomiting, and the whole case of the flu. After taking him to the doctor, and was told that all they can do is to advise him to stay in bed and to ride it out, drink lots of fluids, the regular blah, blah that doctors say when there is nothing else that they can do. I brought him home and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. We had been discussing the means of the flu shot, that every media or doctor tells the public that they should get in order to prevent the actual flu virus. Unfortunately, we both agreed to disagree, and he went to get the shot, I did not believe the hype, and did not. This is how this whole thing started, him getting this stupid shot... I set up our bedroom as the best hospital room to my imagination; I made sure that he had the television, movies, magazines, all the juice, and vapor rub, tissues, etc. Made and served him breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed. I gave him alcohol rubs, massages. I also kept a bell by his bedside so when he needed me, he would be able to (which he used uncontrollably) smart idea. This morning, I got up and attended to my man, the baby he is, he whined and complained all night long, I could not get any sleep. I finally got up and cooked him some breakfast, fed him, changed the bedding, and then decided to go out and do some shopping. While I was out, all I thought about was my baby, and how sick he was, and wondering how long it was going to last and what I could do to help him feel better. During this whole ordeal, I am being neglected of my s****l needs, and figured if that would make both of us feel better, that we could just sweat it out in some hot, steamy foul play and f****d each other brains out, at least the flu away. Once I walked in the house, I was ready to beat this thing called the flu, for the both of us. I went into our bathroom and ran a hot tub of water for a steamy bath, changed into nothing except a nurse's cap, a white apron, and white stilettos, while he was taking a nap. I approached the bed with hot oils, all kinds of fruits, warm towels, and the desire to see my man well again. I touched his forehead to see if he still had a fever, wiped his brow with my hand, and kissed his face with gentle kisses, sat beside him to give him a massage. I poured the warm oils in my hand and started from his shoulders, gently rubbing down the base of his arms, from his neck down to his lower stomach, he softly awakened and saw me in all my lusty desire and costume. He reached for me, and started to tell me something, but I silenced him, and told him to just lie there and enjoy the sensation. I continued with my massage, down his legs, then his hands and feet. He kept moaning, I turned him on his back, and did the same thing, from the back of neck to the heel of his feet. I sat him up in the bed and straddled his lap and fed him all the fruits, while grinding, and gyrating my hips into his, until I felt life was hard on, then I knew it was working, he was feeling better. I feed him my breast, so he would receive all of my nutrition care. I directed my attention to the main object at hand, my chocolate stick, I made it slippery, so to glide through my hands with such smoothness, kissed the head until I felt the pulse I was waiting for, then went in for the full mouth technique, I felt him growing in my mouth until I gagged. I had perfect timing, so for him not to come too soon. Repositioning myself, to have my a*s in his face, let him eat, smell, and lick all the cream that I could not hold myself. He got so stirred up that he was sweating, calling my name, asking me to stop teasing him, that he had gained strength through me and was ready to finish off what I started. He believed that I was a miracle worker, and advised me not to stop until he was completely on his feet and lifting me in the air with the strength of Hercules. We attacked each other for more than an hour, until we were out of breath, and drenched in sweat. He ate me until I was dry like a bone; I sucked him so much that my jaw was hurting. We f****d lying down, sideways, from the back, I on top of him, and him on top of me, hanging off the side of the bed, on the floor, and any other position we could think of. We did not stop until we both exploded together, once, twice or three times, if I could remember straight. By this time the sun had gone down, my legs were weak, and I was drained, but he on the other hand was strong as an ox. He carried me to the warm bath that was waiting for us. Bathed each other, towel dried ourselves with the warm towels and went to sleep until dawn. He served me breakfast in bed, and thanked me for being the best nurse any hospital or doctor could have asked for. So the next time your man is sick, don't take him to the hospital, to get some quack doctors diagnosed, just give him that good old tender loving care, it works all the time. Written and signed by Author: Monique Tillery