Arch

His gaze doesn’t leave mine for a moment as takes me again, his hands on my hips, on my fair, shimmering skin, guiding me out of the kitchen’s darkness, away from my minute of respite, pressing me back into the golden lamplight, into the cold stuccoed arch.

But it isn’t the unforgiving chill of the wall that curves my back, that has my fingers grasping, clawing, that compels my body to seek out his hard, masculine flesh, that sends a violent ripple clear through me.

It is his touch, hot and heavy, insistent on my neck, my breasts, the flat line from my abdomen to my naked mound. It is his mouth, feasting off the lips bruised by his kiss, feeding off my hungry, seeking tongue. It is his imposing body, kneeling before me, wordlessly demanding my desire, my passion, silently possessing me as he plunges two rough digits into this slick and greedy velvet, fingering, fucking, crooked to find that gloriously maddening spot, his tongue intermittently lashing out, raking over my clitoris, his forearm tense, giving its strength, its speed, its sweet brutality, his fingers thrusting, fucking, fucking me hard, fingering me harder, his eyes calling me, commanding me to obey, daring me to defy, his eyes, his fingers, his body, his thick and straining cock needing my fire, my libations, my blistering glisten, my moan, my scream, the hot pool of my come.

HNT: Ninety

Outside

The rain comes down

The winds they howl

But the fire it burns

Inside

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)  

‘Sinfully Sensuous’ now available as eBook

For months I’ve been hoping, waiting, anticipating. Now the wait is finally over and the lovely people at Blurb have finally come through. My book, Sinfully Sensuous, is available as an eBook at last. 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 me and my creations at your fingertips, this might be just the thing.

I hope you all enjoy…

Minx x

Sinfully Sensuous by Cheeky Minx | Make Your Own Book

N°19

This number ... 19 ... it speaks, it whispers, it sings to me of sultry summer nights, of the exotic heady, overwhelming, of a scent crisp, sensual and feminine, of Coco, of Chanel, of style and grace and passion, of this body clad in laces, silks and satins of the lightest ivory, of the deepest ebony, of the scarlet of sirens hungry, beckoning, of my body, of his body, of bodies stripped, bare, divested, of bodies gleaming, glistening, shimmering, of bodies absolute in their nakedness, of bodies yearning, of bodies lusting, of bodies pressed in close, together tight.

This number ... 19 ... it speaks, it whispers, it sings to me of man and of woman, of the perfect numeral pair, of his assured masculinity, of his dizzying imposing strength, of his body lean and tall calling for the softness of her skin, for her rosy peaks to trace and tickle, surrender, of her curvaceous suppleness nestled into his muscular back, of her cheek resting, of her lips kissing, tasting, of her arms wound around him, her hands drinking in his flesh, of their bodies independent and unique, of their bodies in this erotic union, of their bodies as one shrouded in the velvet darkness, illuminated in the platinum light of day.

This number ... 19 ... it speaks, it whispers, it sings to me, this gift bestowed by the gorgeous (and hard-working) Rori from Between My Sheets, by the humbling nominations from the lovely France and Lady Dragonfly, from the gentleman so temptingly Easily Aroused, and by you, friends, readers, writers, lovers and your incredibly generous and enduring support.

This number ... 19 ... it speaks, it whispers, it sings to me, much like the other 99 we should all discover and devour with erotic leisure, with pleasurable haste.

Minx x

1. Guy New York (@quickiesnewyork) and The Dirty Gentleman from Quickies in New York
2. Charlotte Times (@charlotte_times) from The Life and Charlotte Times
3. Kendra Holliday (@TBK365 and @beautifulkind) from The Beautiful Kind
4. Amie Wee (@crevicecanyon) from Crevice Canyon
5. Riff Dog from Ashley and Me
6. Catherine Toyooka (@Catcoaches) from Sex Spoken Here: Secrets of a Sexuality Educator
7. Vineyard Road (@vineyardroad) from Vineyard Road
8. David (@DavidinVegas) from A View from the Top
9. Quizzical Pussy (@quizzicalpussy) from Quizzical Pussy
10. Athol Kay from Married Man Sex Life
11. Dick and Jane from Dick-n-Jane
12. EA (@easilyaroused) from Easily Aroused
13. Axe (@unspeakableaxe) from Unspeakable Axe
14. Joan Price (@JoanPrice) from Naked at Our Age – Better Than I Ever Expected
15. Oatmeal Girl (@oatmeal_girl) from Submission & Metaphor
16. Dark Gracie (@darkgracie) from Dark Gracie
17. Mistress Lilyana (@MistressLilyana) from Mistress Lilyana
18. Kyle Jones (@butchtastickyle) from Butchtastic
19. Cheeky Minx (@LoveHateSexCake) from Love Hate Sex Cake
20. Adam from The Mind of a Married Man
21. Dr. Marty Klein (@drmartyklein) from Sexual Intelligence
22. Lady Pandorah (@ladypandorah) from Lady Pandorah’s Sanctuary
23. Holly (@pervocracy) from The Pervocracy
24. Brooke from Puppy Tales
25. Lady Dragonfly (@miladydragonfly) from Lady Dragonfly
26. nilla (@swirlednilla) from Vanillamom’s Blog
27. Wilhelmina Wang (@wilhelminawang) from Heartbreak Nymphomania
28. Holden (@packingvocals) from Packing Vocals
29. 25 Things from 25 Things About My Sexuality
30. Thumper (@thumperMN) from Denying Thumber
31. Kake (@poeticerotica) from Poetic Erotica
32. Lucas (@top2bottom) from Top to Bottom
33. Ms. Diane D from Bi and Large – Cuckolding with a Twist
34. Betty Dodson and Carlin Ross (@dodsonandross) from Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross – Sex Information Online
35. Kat (@shackledkat) from Prowling with Kat
36. The Gentle Nibbles Writing Team (@gentlenibbles) from Gentle Nibbles
37. Pandora (@pandorablake) from Spanked, Not Silenced
38. Molly (@mollysdailykiss) from Molly’s Daily Kiss
39. Vixen from Secrets of a Blue-Eyed Vixen
40. DDD from Dick Dyke Dick
41. Jade (@piecesofjade) from Pieces of Jade
42. Jiz Lee (@jizlee) from Jiz Lee
43. Sin from Finding My Submission
44. Kris from The Phone Courtesan
45. SapioSlut from SapioSlut
46. Rockin’ (@RockinwithaCock) from Light Switch
47. Rachael (@rabbitwhite) from Rachel Rabbit White
48. Neo Dom Tom from A Bedroom Dom
49. Daisy Danger (@daisydanger) from The True Life Sex Adventures of Daisy Danger
50. Violet & Rye (@UCAppetites) from Uncommon Appetites
51. Kaya from Under His Hand
52. Lilith (@lilith9465) from Lilith Land
53. Lady Grinning Soul (@LadyGrinSoul) from Lady Grinning Soul
54. Septimus from Dirty Art by Septimus
55. Roxy (@sroxy) from Uncommon Curiosity
56. Anakin (@AnakinDarth) and Padme (@padmeamidala) from Journey to the Darkside
57. Dr. Charlie Glickman (@charlieglickman) from Adult Sexuality Education
58. Lily from theblackleatherbelt
59. Arabella (@askarabella) from Bombshells & Rockstars
60. SN from Peel It Off!
61. Bre from Owned, Collared, Loved
62. Adriana Ravenlust from Of Sex and Love
63. Delilah (@definingdelilah) from Defining Delilah
64. Arthur and Annabelle (@lustandconfused) from Lust and Confused
65. Lorelei (@suggestive) from Suggestive Tongue
66. Kitty Stryker from PurrVersatility
67. Mollena (@Mollena) from The Perverted Negress
68. Naughty Lexi from Exploits of Lexi
69. Karen Blue (@kissinbluekaren) from Kissing Blue Karen
70. Arti (@ArtiAbsinthium) from Absinthe Cocktail
71. Figleaf (@talkingfigleaf) from Real Adult Sex
72. Miranda and Aarron from The Swingers Attic
73. Blacksilk (@BlacksilkBlog) from Blacksilk’s Boudoir
74. Violet (@violetscreaming) from Screaming Violet
75. Ferns (@Ferns__) from Domme Chronicles
76. SlipperyWhnWhet (@SlipperyWhnWhet) from A Slut’s Memoir
77. Fruit Taster (@fruittaster) from Fruits of Libido
78. Mrs. Discontented (@DiscontentedMrs) from Mrs. Discontented
79. Aisha from Being Aisha
80. Ruby Ryder from Pegging Paradise
81. Chrystal Bougon from Better Sex Radio
82. Lipstick Lori (@lipsticklori) from Rarely Wears Lipstick
83. CarrieAnn (@CarrieAnn_) from A View from the Floor
84. Dangerous Lilly (@dangerouslilly) from This Could Be Dangerous
85. Electronic Doll (@electronic_doll) from Post Modern Sleaze
86. Jerome from Let’s Talk About Sex
87. Dusk (@dusk_in_chains) from Dusk (in chains)
88. Innocent Loverboy (@innocentlb) from Innocent Loverboy
89. RHS from The Redheaded Slut
90. Violet Blue (@violetblue) from Tiny Nibbles
91. Amy (@AnalAmy) from Anal Amy
92. Curvaceous Dee (@curvaceousdee) from Curvaceous Dee
93. Jason Stotts (@Jstotts) from Erosophia
94. Mistress Kay (@mistress_kay) from Kinky World
95. Viemoira from Cavern of the Beast
96. Lucid (@lucidobsession) from Lucid Obsession
97. ♀ & sss (@sweatshopsissy) from Sweat Shop Sissy
98. Kat from She Makes the Rules
99. Yummy from Sexual Adventures of a Married Woman
100. YOU! – As always, I want to leave a place on this list for ALL the awesome sex bloggers out there! So please leave a comment on Between My Sheets with your name/URL to tell us about your sexy blog!

HNT: Eighty-nine

In your place

In this space

There’s nothing but

The yearning
The empty
The silence

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)

HNT: Eighty-eight

Dress me

In the fabric of your passion

In the cloth that bears your heady scent

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)  

Taken

He grunts his approval as she spreads herself disgracefully wide open, her long lean legs hooking themselves over his muscular thighs, his cock, thicker and harder than she could have ever conceived now running along the soft strip of dark curls on the pillowy mound, now teasing her impossibly pink, smooth lips, now gliding through the velvet folds to the clitoris swollen, aching, calling, to the cunt hot and hungry and beckoning, to the cunt bright and plump and glistening, coating his throbbing shaft in her fire, in her juices before he selfishly, deliciously fills her to the brim, before he overpowers, before fucks her hard, before he takes her tight little cunt as his.

Deux

Your gaze
Your thoughts
Your presence
They feed and sustain me
They bathe this flesh
In the sensual
In the haze, the lilac glow

To my readers, to my friends, to my lovers, past and present, who have inspired the word 

and the image, who have taken my heart, mind and body to the craved, the unimagined, 

thank you for your enduring support and a memorable two years.

Minx x

HNT: Eighty-seven

 Come close

Come near

Drown me 

In your danger

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)

HNT: Eighty-six

Be my fire
Be my passion
Be my flesh and blood protection
Be my lover
Be my man
Be the one I wrap myself around

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)  

Revive

Tired. Tired. I’m so tired. I’m so tired I can’t think. I can’t think what food to eat, which clothes to wear, the way I should tie or place or set my hair. I’m so tired the banality of my day, the must-dos flooding my brain, leave me exhausted, in a whir.

And yet, I know if you were here, if I was there, if our bodies were together enveloped in this darkness, if our bodies were together cosseted away from the cold, hard, howling wind, if our bodies were together pressed in close, pressed in tight, if we were together you would revive me, you would bring me back to the light, the touch of your skin breathing in new life, your deep, sensual kiss calling to the passion never far from this fair surface, your hands travelling up the length of my naked back, your hand nestling intimately between these vulnerable blades, your hand, your fingers weaving through the curls at my nape, your lips whispering my name, moaning your desire, your thick hard cock filling me, feeding me, fucking me, wanting me, loving me, showing me the way.

HNT: Eighty-five

Kiss these lips

Feed them your flesh, your secrets

Whisper into them desire

The cravings you long for in the night

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)

In Thoughts and Dreams and Waking

You are with me, in thoughts and dreams and waking, in the tender darkness where I whisper the truth of this desire to the phantoms of the night, in the harsh glare of the light where I tuck it away inside this ever-longing body for safe keeping.

You are with me, in thoughts and dreams and waking, the blur of memory, the merest reverie setting my femininity, my sensuality alight, my hands instinctively shedding the innocence of white cotton, my fingers teasing this skin, this smoothness, this freckled fairness, this flesh reaching out to the space beside me where you belong, reaching out to the void your intensely masculine body should fill and love and live.

You are with me, in thoughts and dreams and waking, my lips longing to spend and revive with their sweetness and their danger, my legs yearning to wrap themselves around this man so tight, my body wanting, my body needing the breath, the beat, the caress of your unique flesh, my cunt wanting, my cunt needing the kiss of your perfection, the thick hard glorious invasion.

You are with me, in thoughts and dreams and waking, this body electric unwilling, unable to forget.

HNT: Eighty-four

Against

This wall
This time

This bricks and mortar distance

I can not scale
I can not tame
I can not break into sweet soft yielding threads

I am nothing
But fire and blood and longing
I am nothing
Without your flesh to hold, indulge, to take

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…) 

Ride

He climbs on-board and sits down next to me, as he always does if the seat vacant, as I invariably hope he will.

I wish him there every morning as we spy one another on the 7:25 through the big picture windows of the crowded weekday bus. I wish him there beside me, wanting to feel the warmth radiating from his masculine and clearly disciplined body, wanting to inhale the mix of his skin and the cologne on his freshly shaved face, wanting to break all social barriers and wind my fingers around his nape, drawing him close to these lips, to the scarlet kiss yearning to brand that soft spot on his neck.

I wish him there just as I wish him in my bed, just as I wish him to arrive at my door and without a single word to seize and possess me, to make me his, to tear these clothes from my body, his hands tracing the line from my neck to my breasts to the flare of my hips, his hands running up the length of my calves to these creamy, supple thighs, his hands taking hold, splaying me wide on the hard, polished floor, holding me open to his gaze, to the gaze burning to see my bright gleaming flesh, to see the glisten dripping from these honeyed lips, to the mouth hungry to feast, to the cock needing the embrace of my sweet hot clutching cunt.

I wish him there, I wish him here. And as I do you appear before me, you come back to me, erasing him, becoming him, your voice and face and body replacing, sating my sensual longings, my primal greed unlike any other man, unlike any other, stranger or known, your dark eyes meeting mine, your beard leaving the lover’s trace on my skin fair, on my passion vulnerable, your kiss, your kiss, your kiss, the kiss of your lips, the hot kiss of your skin, the kiss of perfection from your thick hard uncut flesh, your kiss, your kiss, your kiss, the kiss of our bodies as we fuck and grind and ride and plunge headlong into this familiar and unique bliss.

HNT: Eighty-three

These tips, these hands, these fingers, they do nothing but incite the riot, they do nothing but remind me of your sweet, possessing touch, they do nothing but flood my body with the ache, your kiss, our hunger, they do nothing but recall the man I crave and need too much.

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)

Offering

All I have to give, all I have to offer is this woman here before you, this fair, imperfect surface, these uniquely feminine depths, this mind sharp and hungry and inquiring, this gaze blue, this skin soft, this body supple, this body become electric with your briefest grazing touch, this body yearning to explore possibilities infinite and endless, the sensual, the carnal, the craved, the unimagined, the woman to your man, this body longing to worship, to venerate, to know you, this body on its knees whispering the benediction so deserved, these lips kissing, tasting, feasting, these fingers charting, mapping, rejoicing, this cunt giving, taking, fucking, at one with your thick hard perfecting flesh, this heart beating, beating, beating, beating passion, love, desire, beating night, beating day, beating crazed against your chest, these arms wound tight, these arms wound right, wound with freedom and belonging, wound with flesh and blood, with fire, with the need to live this short, sweet life in the present, in this now.

HNT: Eighty-two

Behold
The desire
The craving
This dark and shadowy supple flesh
These glistening spikes of the deepest ruby red

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)

Howl

The winds they howl; screaming, crying, lashing the cold, hard rain against the glass, uprooting earth and flowers and trees, destroying the material world once so solid beneath my feet.

The winds they howl; wailing, moaning, breathing life into this torment, this longing that tears mercilessly at this woman wanton, that whispers cruelly into the long deep dead of night, that caresses me with the sweet gruffness of his voice, the sound of my name on his lips, the weight of his body bearing down, his thick hard beguiling flesh, the hands possessing me tight, the touch, the kiss, the fire setting me free.

The winds they howl; groaning, yelling, words of dissonance, of resonance, remainders, reminders of the feelings that make perfect yet little sense, that flood my mind with its complexity, that knot my stomach, that seize my heart, that capture my skin and flesh and cunt and soul, racing, pulsing, pounding with its simplicity, that have me crazed and yearning, that have me wanting him, wanting us, needing you in every way, in every way I have imagined, in every way this passion has yet to conceive.

The winds they howl; the winds they howl. My love for you, the winds they howl.

HNT: Eighty-one

Baby
Let me come to you

Baby
Let me in

Let me shed my skin, spend my passion
Let me love you 'til the end

(Remember to knock on Osbasso’s door to see this week’s gorgeous players…)