"Sinfully Sensuous" now available as eBook

The lovely, sensual, gorgeous Cheeky Minx at Love hate Sex Cake now at last has her book, Sinfully Sensuous, available as an eBook.

Sinfully Sensuous by Cheeky Minx | Make Your Own Book

At this stage, the eBook favours all lovers of Apple gadgetry, optimised for the iBooks® app on the iPad®, iPhone®, or iPod touch®. (And for those whose devotion is wedded to other platforms, I’m assured these formats are on the way.)

So if you’re in need of a cheeky treat that can be conveniently hidden away from prying eyes, require a stocking filler for the holidays fast approaching, or want a little piece of her and her creations at your fingertips, this might be just the thing.

Go and have a look, enjoy!

Love hate Sex Cake

CafeGlow - Sophia Santi in Pulp Friction

Sophia Santi in Pulp Friction [trailer] from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

Pin me to the wall

Pin me to the wall and kiss me! Force me, because I feel you want to. Kiss me as if you would never kiss me again. Drink me to satiate your unquenchable thirst! I will resist, I will fight. Take me, tear off my clothes, I will bite. Grab me, I will cry. Turn me over, I will struggle. Push my tender breasts against the wall, I will shudder. Pull my hair and bite my earlobe, I will gasp. Push your thigh between my legs, I will obey. Put you hand on my wet mound, I will moan. Let your fingers invade my velvet folds, I will invite you. Impale me, I will comply.

Fuck me, I want you!

CafeGlow - Tiffany in Black Roses - Two [trailer]

Tiffany in Black Roses - Two [trailer] from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

CafeGlow - Tiffany in Black Roses - One [trailer]

Tiffany in Black Roses - One [trailer] from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

The Trailer - CafeGlow IV

CafeGlow - The Trailer from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

Gray's Provocation

Ode to 2011 NSFW from grayagent on Vimeo.

Copied from kako korikatsi, go and visit her, she has a very sexy blog!

Passion

HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEK, MY DEAR FOLLOWERS

Don't we all wish we were here?

Dreaming...

My Muse is gone.... I am dreaming,

...of a door in a tree...

...of a walk in the woods....

....of a dream man.....

...who lives in a beautiful house, the house of my dreams...

We wake up in the sunlight...

We go to bed when the birds sing...

We play wild games....

...beautiful games....

...passionate games...

Does he realise what he is doing to me?....

...because I know what I'm doing to him...

...when I wear this..

....or that?.......

Where is my Muse?


Silly Frenchy in Wonderland

All picture are from here.

World Peace

“Some men know that a light touch of the tongue, running from a woman’s toes to her ears, lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between, given often enough and sincerely enough, would add immeasurably to world peace.”

—	~Marianne Williamson

Black lace

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“Look what you are doing to me” you say looking down at the huge bulge in your boxer shorts. “I'm a mess!”, yes! I see what pre-cum is doing to the fabric.

I can feel the heat in my core, the swelling, the throbbing, the longing. You seem, by the appreciative look on your face, to like your surprise. I am wearing black lace lingerie, black thigh highs, under a transparent black nightgown. I grin back at you, showing you all the mouthwatering details of my tantalizing body through the black lace, teasing you by opening my thighs very slowly and showing some naked flesh, some engorged petals and more when pulling aside my panties. I can hear your groans and comments while you eagerly watch all these arousing details, your cock twitching in your underpants, needing to be freed from its prison of fabric. “You never fail to make me want you, you are such a sight!”. I languidly let the straps of the nightgown slide down my shoulders, followed by the straps of my bra. You gasp. “Oh yes, show them to me!” The top of the nightgown falls down on my hips and my breast are now in my palms, I bend forward for you to see the creamy globes of my full breasts and erect nipples.

You pull you boxer shorts down, letting me see your big thick meat in all its glory, which makes me salivate. My lips want to taste you, lick and suck you. Biting my lips, I pinch my nipples and let out a loud moan. Pearls of pre-cum are now coating your cock. “Can you see what you are doing to me?” “Oh, let me see how you feel, show me what you would let me take, lick, grab, tease, show me!”. Flustered, I once again open my thighs, pulling the fabric aside, and show you how wet I am. My hand takes control, your hand gets also very busy sliding up and down on your hard flesh. I need to wet my lips. I am squirming with need.

Your three day beard makes you look very handsome, your firm body writhes under the strokes. My body is aching, hips are swaying, my breath is getting shorter and my heart beating madly. The wanton creature I am has her legs now widely spread, panties on the floor, offering herself to you as you give yourself to me. We climax simultaneously, intensely, endlessly.... I love to see you come... so far away!

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Christmas present

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"Oh my lover I think of you daily

and find myself smiling so gaily

wondering what you wear

and how I'd have to stare

at rolling hills and valleys

and fresh buds on ripe fruit trees 

your elegant secrets so deeply hidden

soft fabrics caressing what is forbidden 

Oh how I wish to consume and delight

your precious gifts that set me alight

thus rhythmically my heart beats quicken

ensuing limbs flex, stretch and thicken

with thoughts of treaures to be found

my hands exploring contours that astound

and slowly we share in pleasures so deep

our senses alive from head to feet

we'll roll and sway like waves on the shore

and appreciate what's shared forevermore"

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Thank you for this lovely Christmas present!

Mine

Filthy Gorgeous Things - Larry Clark

Jazz was softly playing from the device you had placed next to us. We were relaxing in a warm bubble bath, the light from scented candles surrounding us in a light glow.  We had scrubbed and soft-soaped each other.  I think it was raining outside, and we were just lying there,  in the soothing bath. Quietly. Your head resting on my right shoulder, while I was languidly running my hand across your torso, on your nipples and your stomach, stroking your hard oozing cock as you softly sighed.  You were completely abandoned; eyes closed, in my arms, my lover to be, in this moment suspended in time, in the glow of the candlelight,  you were mine, entirely mine.

Agent Provocateur

I was thinking of getting myself a little nothing, just a little piece of lingerie, you know, just a little thing to tease someone, but I'm not sure which one to choose now!

Aren't these lovely?

Bath - Part Two

He lives in an old apartment, decorated in style, in a lovely old house, near the Royal Crescent.

Water splashes on the bathroom’s black and while tiles. She locks her legs around his waist while he cups her buttocks in his hands to bring her closer. He entwineshis fingers in her long wet hair, she gasps when he pulls her head back to devour her neck. His lips gently bite her earlobe, she coils against his shoulder; lustful half closed eyes get a glimpse of their reflection in the fogged bathroom mirror, over his glistening shoulder. ……… “Fuck me!” Her hips swivel down on his shaft, she impales herself to the brim, a moment suspended in time, her mouth wide open, almost in surprise, her eyes closed. She wraps her arms around him, whispering “Fuck me slowly, make me scream”. As she moves her hips in swirls and slides on his soapy skin, kissing and sucking his neck, his chest and nipples, in sloppy noises, she steels a glance of them in the mirror through the running water drops. His hands on her waist impose the rhythm, faster, harder. He closes his blue eyes, unaware of their image behind him. She cries out of pleasure, she likes what she feels, what she sees. Both their voices become louder, she can feel him reaching all her sensitive spots in powerful thrusts. She knows he is about to cum, she tells him “not yet, wait for me”. He grabs her face and kisses her savagely, moaning as he bites her lower lip, then cups a breast and suckles her nipple. Their guttural moans fill the room, there is barely any water left in the tub.

She loved what she saw in the mirror.

My body is a cage... Mon corps est une cage (click)

After having been away for a week, my husband woke me up softly yesterday, his hand exploring my thighs, caressing my tightly closed lips, it took me a while to emerge and realise what was happening.  His finger slid in me, getting my lips wet and my hips rolling.  After a while, his three fingers were rubbing my velvety spots and I could not resist touching my clit and my nipples, the combination of the three were just driving me over the edge.  He put his hand on my mouth.  "Sssshhh, be quiet, the children are getting up".  I was trying to hold my breath, but I was already out of control. His fingers made me gush and endless orgasmic waves washed over me for an incredible long time. He then put me on all fours and reclaimed my body back, I had to bite the sheets for fear of uttering squeals of pleasure. The bed was such a mess, sheets soaked and I was longing for a nice long nap, instead of which, I stumbled to the bathroom in a zombie state, getting ready for work.  

Boredom has affected my ability to write, lately, words just won't flow, frustration gnaws at me, so maybe I will post new pictures of my travels for a while .  As I wrote some time ago, I'm in that horny mood that makes me do things I'm not supposed to do, like reading sex blogs at work, chatting and answering IMs, spending endless hours on tumblr, fantasizing and feeling wet all the time.  I can feel the tickling deep inside me, the nagging of my desire, the want for getting filled, stretched, and wildly possesed.  To such an extend that everyday, I need to hide and take care of myself in the restroom,  the very place where I took my last HNT picture after a good O.  Our restroom is a discreet place for dirty deeds.  My imagination is set on fire, especially after some hot camming the night before, good sex in the morning and discovering hot stories reflecting my adventures on someone's blog *wink*.  I crave a hard big cock, I crave someone to tell me naughty things. As for being naughty, someone is already playing with me and receiving pictures taken in the restroom at work (thank you for making me a naughty girl, sweetie!) *smirk!*  I have already posted one, by the way.

Bath - part One

“Come on, hurry!” Clothes are flying. He is so gorgeous, she is mesmerized - a statue of white marble in the moonlight, a snapshot of his dimples… Awwww! What a lucky girl she is! “Come on, take my hand”. They make it to the water, it is nice and warm, they immerse themselves and swim to the middle of the river onto a rock. Some people have gathered on the opposite side, whistling and cheering. “Ready for the show?” Like a mermaid, she curls up on his lap. He delicately takes her head in his hands, his lips softly kiss the corners of her mouth, her chin, her neck. His desire grows as the cheering becomes louder. She soon looses track of what is happening around them. His mouth is everywhere…on her nipples, her neck, between her breasts. He bends her over and offers them a glamorous Hollywood kiss. A mixture of shyness and boldness overtakes her, her hands explore underwater curves and mounds. She can feel his heart racing under her touch. Another ravenous, breathtaking kiss, the audience applauds. She had forgotten about them. They swim back to the opposite side of the crowd. She feels a little self-conscious getting out of the water with all these people watching, but finds her composure in the dark. They get dressed, the onlookers have disappeared.

T. had this Jim Morrisson look, less angelic, more carnal. They had met at the local disco, where she spent most of her Saturday nights in Bath. That evening, she had immediately spotted the sexiest guy around, as had most of the females in the audience. She could see them elbowing each other and commenting as he made his way to the bar. She was standing next to the wall between the bar and the dance floor. Her auburn hair was long, curly and delicately framed her oval face, her big round green eyes looked shyly across at him. It was the spring and she wore a flowery emerald, turquoise and purple skirt, a matching emerald blouse with an adjustable cleavage closed by a ribbon. When he stared at her, she checked if someone stood behind her. She blushed


“Let’s pretend I am madly in love with you, you look like a pre-Raphaelite painting, can I invite you for a dance?” How did he know about pre-Raphaelite paintings? She had just seen an exhibition in London and she had loved it. How could she resist? They danced several slow songs. He was definitely a gentleman, they engaged in a conversation about art, they liked the same artists. And while they danced and talked she also noticed the way he moved, and he moved well. She wondered if he could feel her heart pounding. She also wondered how his skin felt under his white shirt. After a while, he proposed to go for a walk to enjoy the warm evening. They walked on the edge of the river where he made his bet. “Can you swim?”




Gabriel Dante Rossetti - The Beloved

Don't you just love house chores?

Chore Damaris by Justin Ahttp://vimeo.com/9064849nderson from Justin Anderson on Vimeo.

I just received this today and wanted to share it with you.  I don't know how many times I've watched it.  I think I'm going to use the vacuum cleaner a lot more often *Smiles*

Fly Me To The Moon

Hello Darling,


How was your week-end in your faraway country?  On Saturday, we had great weather. No pressure, prepared a cake listening to music, belly danced when my son told me "mum, you look perfectly ridiculous, are you having a mid-life criris or what?" "No, darling, I'm just happy and don't give a damn about what you are thinking!" Poor thing, he just doesn't remember me in my happy days, the real me, a very long time ago!


Today again, a perfect day and woke up with this old Frank Sinatra song in my head, don't know where it came from.


Fly me to the moon
Let me sing among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars


In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me


Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore


In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you


What would they say if I took some belly dance, or lap dance, or even pole dance lessons? I would just love to see their faces! Ha ! they would think I've gone crazy!


And then I think of us, of a perfect day together, next to the ocean, in a Zanzibar-style thatched-roof house, in a huge bed with a mosquito net around it. The breeze flies in through the terrace window. Some nice music playing, not too loud, and we lie on the bed. I massage you with some exotic scented oil, first your legs, your feet and your calfs, then your chunky black buttocks and your back, all along your spine and your shoulders, your neck, your arms. Doesn't that feel wonderful? Then you turn around and I splash some oil on my breasts and my stomach, and gently rub your magnificent dark skin with my body, MMMMMhhhhhhh! Nice, can you feel it?


You moan and kiss me with you gentle lips and caress my breasts, sweet tender kiss, becoming more and more passionate, I feel you becoming hard. I gently put my lips around the tip of you dick and lick it around and around, then go down along the shaft and take it all in my mouth, deepthroating you until you moan. How does it feel? I come back to your lips and suck your tongue, I inhale your breath and lock my eyes into yours. You caress my thighs and insert your fingers inside me, I am so tight, yet so wet and I cannot resist moving my hips up and down becoming completely breathless. I want to lick you all over, this is so good, I come down on you, slowly insert the tip of your cock inside me, and move my hips like a belly dancer, round and round, just a few inches, almost out again, and slowly inside again, start to moan very loudly and suddenly take you all inside of me. You whisper how good it feels, and I start again. I move up an down, our hands entangled, lick your neck, your ear, can feel goose bumps, your chest, suck your breasts, your lips, My lips feel all swollen, electrified. You roll me over, spread my legs apart and lick me, I lean towards you and take your cock into my mouth while caressing your balls. You then take me side-wise, my thigh on your hip, insert your rock hard dick into my slippery slit and caress my breasts as I pinch your nipples, moving my hips so that you feel my inside at different angles and every inch of it, I squeeze you more with each thrust, it drives you wild, I start to cry and pant. This makes you groan and grind even harder! We cum together, can you feel my inside pulsating? Can you be as loud as me? I look at you all the time because this is bliss. And then you take me in your arms, kiss my neck and we slip into unconsciousness, our bodies entangled, feeling so relaxed and good together. Oh this is so wonderful. I wish this could be true, HHHHMMMMM!!!!! What does it do to you?
And now fly me to the moon, tatata la la la la la le la la!

I love you beautiful darling! And I don't care if I'm crazy!

Chaud Lapin

Chaud lapin – A very raunchy person

One late spring Sunday, my love took me on his motorbike to the country side for a pic-nic. We found a nice sunny meadow with a little barn. After the pic-nic and a few glasses of wine, we felt sleepy and horny. We managed to get into the barn full of freshly cut hay. The only smell of it made me completely horny. I started getting up the ladder, when he pulled my leg and came up under my dress. "I love the smell of your pussy mixed to the smell of the hay" and he licked me. My legs were shacking and I started moaning. After a while, he put his fingers inside me and made me cum intensely. I barely made it up the ladder. There was an open window at the top. The view was peaceful and rabbits were happily hopping around. I was flat on my stomach, my dress still up above my buttocks and my love laid on top of me to glance at the rabbits. "I bet you won’t be able to count them!" He was licking me again from behind. I then heard him unzip his jeans and soon felt his bulging cock making its way up my slippery pussy. "One rabbit, two rabbits, three rabbits, Oh my God, four rabbits, Oh, oh, oh, six rabbits…. Hhmm, 10 rabbits, 11, 12, 13, 14…oh,oh oh, that’s is so good!!! 30, 45, 70, Faster! Faster!! 90, 110, 200, 573, deeper, deeper, this is so…. Oh my God, I love you, I love youuuuuuu!!!!!!!". "I love you too, my horny little rabbit!!! So, how many did you count?" Oh, fuck the rabbits, about a million!"

HAPPY EASTER!