Under the Stars...The magic of moonlight

This is another dream of mine..a little bit of sweetness, a lot of raunchy and an almost run in with the park rangers. Hey, maybe they were just jealous that I was taking advantage of a full moon. Oh well for them!

Another lovely evening spent with my lover..we fed my inner nerd and attended a lecture at the local observatory. I am feeling pretty good. I had a shit day at work..but just the sound of my lover's voice soothes the savage beast within. When he tells me everything is going to be all right, I believe him. Yes, it's that simple. He tells me calm down, I shut the hell up..most of the time. Sometimes, I can not believe I have been this incredibly lucky! To find the perfect lover...

As we walk outside the observatory after the lecture, I pause at the railing..looking down. The city is spread out below me, full of life and lights. I smile..I do love living in a city...to see all the lights at night from a higher elevation..its spellbounding.  I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around me and a gentle kiss pressed against my cheek. "What's wrong?" my lover asks me. In response, I just shake my head, unwilling to break the magic of the moment. This was the perfect evening..but dammit!! Why did he have to touch me? He knows damn well we can not come into contact with each other...we always get frisky. LOL

I can feel my pulse beginning to quicken..my breath getting shallow. His hand is massaging my neck..oh my. What if people passing by...stop and notice us against the fence? I shake my head in a feeble disagreement..We cant possibly...not here! I feel him chuckling against my neck. "Relax," he murmers, "youre tighter than a nun on her wedding night" I furrow my eyebrows. Really, the things he says at times..make no sense!! How the hell would he know...?? I pull away from him and walk to the center of the park..and that is when I fully notice my surroundings. Its a full moon...I look down at the ground..at my shadow. The moonlight is so bright!! A smile begins to spread across my face..I can feel the magic of the moonlight seeping into my pores. I throw my head back and take a deep breath...feeling the night air gently blowing across my skin. I have never felt so...alive. I see my lover off to the side of me..still by the fence. I grin. I want him..and I can tell by the scent he is throwing off..he wants me as well. I crook my finger at him..and he shakes his head, his hair tossing in the breeze. Damn his blond highlights..they reflect the moonlight, giving him an ethreal glow. I laugh and walk over to him..and he grabs me and pulls me into his arms. Our mouths seek each other and are soon rewarded for the patience exhibited thus far this evening. I feel his strong hands, those lean fingers caressing my back..pulling me even closer to him. I close my eyes and allow myself to float along the sea of wanton lust crashing in my veins. This..this has got to be heaven. I have never felt so weightless..no stresses, no cares, no worries. Just my lover and I lost in our own little world..

We explore each others using our hands, tongues, a slight scraping of teeth against the neck...our murmurings low, but we can hear each other. "Touch me there" and "oohh, yess" echo loudly in our heads. I go to grab his ass (thank GOD he is wearing khakis. my favorite!) I swear he can read my mind..that is why he is my favorite lover..and my only true lover...Anyways, I go to grab his ass and he grasps my wrists. "Wait",  he breathes into my ear, "follow me". I am puzzled. What in the hell does he have in mind for me..for us? He smiles and starts pulling me toward the trees. My mind is a haze of moonlight, magic and lust. I numbly follow him into the trees...paying no heed to the others around us. I feel a zip of excitement inside me...as I wonder what he has in store. He can be most creative at times...like the time in the department store or when he picked me up from the airport...he is soo good to me.

We make our way towards the trees, hands clasped...with him kind of pulling me along. We gingerly pick our way over fallen branches, ducking this way...heading deeper and deeper into the woods. The magic of the night surrounds us, pulling us deeper and deeper...into another world.

We stop suddenly..and my lover pins me against a nearby tree. I feel my palms growing damp, even though the night air is cool. He begins kissing my neck (my weak spot, that fucker!) and I feel my knees go weak. Ahh..now that we are alone, all bets are off, eh? I chuckle as the possibilites of how this will turn out flash in front of my eyes. I feel my hips moving to a beat only I can hear...gentle swaying, seeking his warm hand..

His hand in under my tshirt now...ah, his touch sets my skin on fire. Time and space have no meaning..the only sound in these woods is our heavy breathing. I open my eyes and watch him take my nipple in his mouth...oohh my. I have missed his warm mouth on my body..and its only been a few hours since we last hooked up. I didnt think I could go anymore in one damn day..but when he looks at me with that predator look...i give in. I surrender to him...his will, whatever he wants of me. I grab locks of his hair, burying him in my breasts. I smile as I feel even more magic in the air..see the moonlight filtering through the trees..I sigh deeply as his tongue flicks back and forth over my now exposed breast. The combination of his hot mouth and the cool night air make for a wonderful contrast...I love when he touches me. I cant get enough. I cant catch my breath..but since we are out here...

I push him off me and dance a little ways from him, a wicked grin on my face. I need to taste him, his skin, his essence. I feel like a woodland nymph, dancing in the magic of the full moon. I skip back towards him and pin HIM against the tree...and the assault begins. My veins are throbbing and humming, blood rushing through them. I kneel down in front of my lover...and down comes his pants...I grasp his hard cock in my hands, just looking at it with awe. It's so beautiful and pale in the moonlight. It feels heavy in my hand..and I smooth my hands over it, gently cupping his sack. I want to take my time, but at the same time...I want to shove him soo hard and deep into my mouth, I can barely breathe. I want his cock to tickle my tonsils dammit! But, patience, patience. It drives him insane when I take my time. I blow my breath over his swollen head...smiling when i see his cock jump, as if seeking my breath, my touch, my mouth. I lick my lips in preparation..I cant believe I am in the woods...under the influence of the full moon about to...I look up at my lover...as his breathing is erratic, chest heaving..and looking dead at me! I am shy now...and a pretty blush steals across my cheeks. He caresses my overheated face and tenderly smiles down on me. That is all the courage i need..and I eagerly close my mouth on the head...licking the drops of moisture that squeezed out. I love his taste..the sweet saltiness I can taste hours later. I move my hand up and down his shaft, flicking my tongue over him. His hips start moving and soft moans...I hear him softly moaning. Calling my name. His siren song awakens the siren song in me...just as I am tickling his sack with my tongue, he grabs my shoulders and jerks me up wards. Throwing me face first against the tree, he furiously yanks my skirt up and shoves my panties (oh, he owes me a new pair for THIS, trust me) and shoves himself, to the hilt..inside me..

A deep gutteral growl can be heard...from the both of us..and we begin to rock in rhythm....

 I don't care of anyone saw us.

The Male Stripper Fantasy...with a Twist!!

Oohh..another really good fantasy rolling around my head...is the one of the male stripper. No, not a professional! I am talking about a lover of mine putting on a show for me. Read about how this fantasy plays out...




This is for lovers only....as there must be a foundation of trust..and mutual sexual attraction. This fantasy really loses its..appeal, shall we say, when two strangers attempt this. Granted, its still fun..but, fuck. Just read on. I will stop rambling now. lol.






It has been another long and boring day at the office..omg. I sat through three board meetings in one day..who the hell does that? Of course, I tuned out 90 percent of what was said. Who cares about this quarter's financial earnings and losses? Instead, my mind wandered...not a good thing during a meeting..as my imagination tends to be a bit overactive....and very very fertile. I can't help it! One of my lovers has a body that I absolutely love to explore..with my tongue, my teeth, my hands...my everything. I love being with him. He is so much...just good old fashioned fun. We laugh together, we go out to eat...it truly is a no strings attached relationship. Yes, he is a bit older than me..okay, okay. He is twice my age. He isnt my usual type. He is not taller than me. He has long hair, a goatee, and is basically a hippie. I don't think he has worn a suit a day in his freaking life. But oh, his body. For a man twice my age..his ass is DIVINE!!. I love to just smack it, play with it, caress it...I could go on all day waxing poetic about his body alone. Did I mention he has a Prince Albert? For those who dont know what that is...its a piercing in the penis. Sounds scary? Ladies, I strongly suggest to all of you..go find a man with a Prince Albert and have him fuck you silly. It truly is awesome. Now that I am thinking of my lover in all his naked glory....my mind really wanders off...

I want my lover...now. I can just see it now...he and I alone in a luxurious hotel suite getting ready for our playtime. Usually, I take charge and have my wicked, wicked way with him. But this time..I want to be the one who is pleasured. I want to treat him like the sexy piece of ass (and dick) that he is. I want him to know and understand just how incredibly sexy I find him. How just a look from him sets my insides on fire. How a casual brush of our hands gets my juices flowing...I crave him like no other. He is the best lover..and my only true lover. There are no others...all pale in comparison to him. As we close the door to the suite, I grab him and kiss him deeply. As our tongues dance the dance of lust with each other, I feel my mind starting to..go fuzzy shall we say. Time is suspended as we dive deeper and deeper into each other. My nipples are brushing against his chest (sadly, we are still clothed..but trust me..things get better) and they are hardening. I reach down to find the object of my lust hard and ready for me. I groan into his mouth and push myself off  him. I have an idea in mind. I smile and lightly kiss him in his nose. "Honey," I say, "I have a favor to ask of you." He rolls his eyes and smiles..he knows I ask for some of the weirdest things...and that is what he adores about me. Never a dull moment when I am around. I smile and caress his rock hard cock.."I want to savor you. I want to enjoy every single moment with you. I want..I want you to put on a show for me" I whisper in his ear. He cocks an eyebrow, shrugs and laughs. "You're a nutcase, you know this?" he asks, "you better be glad I adore you so much. Fine, go sit down and let the games begin"

I grin as a thought flits across my brain..this man couldn't tell me no if his life depended on it. Good thing for i dont have the heart to refuse him anything either. I am getting excited. I get to see my lover in all his naked glory...and drool. God, the nasty things I want to do with him..and to him...I shake my head and turn on the iPod...yes, I came prepared for this!! lol. The first song wafts out of the speakers...and out stolls my lover from the other room...in a suit and tie (what?? what?? he really can read my mind at times.) I settle back into my chair and smile...staring him in the eyes. Devouring him. He isn't a shy person, but I guess my heated gaze startles him..and he blushes. Aw, how adorable, right? I smile a Cheshire cat grin. "Take off your clothes, article by article, bit by bit.. Make sure you look me in the eye with desire, lust...like, you are teasing me." He shakes his head and takes off his glasses. (i told you this man can read my mind. i love a nerdy looking man) He loosens his tie...and my mouth goes a little dry. yes, this is what I wanted. He unclasps his watch and sets it gently on the table..careful, careful. Almost in slow motion. He fumbles with the buttons on his shirt a little bit..which makes me smile fondly. He is just...so sexy. The candle light reflects off the blonde highlights in his hair and I sigh. How did I get so lucky to find a man this sexy? He finally manages to get the shirt off and throws it to the side..I think he is getting into this act now. I put my hand up, signaling him to pause. I want to drink this sight in. I want this image seared into my brain for all time. He is standing before me, shirt less, his hair cascading down his shoulder...the soft light of the candles making his body...glow. He stands before me, a little shyly..but proud. I want to jump him so bad, I want him inside me...I want his lips all over my body, blazing a trail of lust wherever skin touches skin. I cant seem to catch my breath..oh my! I am actually panting! My lover seems to revel in my discomfort..and grins wickedly. He is approaching me..but, not just walking towards me. It is like..a hunter approaching his prey.

I lick my now parched lips and struggle to catch my breath, wondering what he has in mind. I didnt think he would be THIS into the fantasy. My hand goes up to my throat in a feeble attempt to calm my racing pulse. I have never, never been so hot and horny in my life. I have never wanted anyone as badly as I want this man. I want, no i need him like no other. I feel his hand caressing the side of my face and i turn to meet his palm. Like a cat seeking a petting hand. He cups my chin and turns it towards his face, a silent command for me to look at him. I lower my eyes at first..and then, shyly look up. The fire in his eyes takes me aback. Such intensity!! In his eyes, I see a storm..a raging, lustful, lover's storm. I see us tangled in the sheets, I hear the loud screams on insanity. I inhale deeply as a shudder racks my body. I feel a calling, a voice deep inside me calling to me. My vision clears, my nostrils flare. I can no longer hold my lust in check. Primal instincts have taken over..I feel the heat in between my legs developing into a raging fire...that only he can extinguish. I reach up and run my hands over his bare chest, making small circles, squeezing his nipples. "I want you" I murmur over and over again. His reply is a growl...which excites me even more. It seems the beast in him has awoken as well. Now, we shall see the dance of two lustful animals...the ritual of who can kill the other one first. I shove him off me and rip his belt off, yanks his pants down to his ankles. I need him inside me, filling all of me..NOW. He has aleady ripped my shirt and has undone my bra....and my heavy breasts are in his calloused hands...tweaking my nipples...I gasp as sensations of giddy glee swamp me. His mouth is all over my neck, biting, licking, kissing, caressing....my head lolls to the side as I give him better access. The songs are still playing...and he seems to be caught up in the music, as am I. The drums and bass in the background seem to fuel us..his hips are moving, grinding his cock against my stomach...that is not where I want it! I feel the slight moisture from the head of his cock...and grow even more excited. My nails are scoring his back, I am sure of it. There will be scratches later, I am sure. Huge red welts...oh well. It cant be helped. We are both gasping and groaning...he suddenly leaps off me and yanks me to my feet. My head is spinning. My world is askew. I dont know what is going on. I dont even care, as long as he is beside me. We back up into the bed, where he faces me towards it. I grin. Oh yes, oh yes. I get to feel the Prince Albert shoved deep inside me...where it will hit the front wall of my pussy...lol. He grabs my hips and grinds against my ass. I can feel his cock on the outer lips of my pussy, already soaking wet and ready to welcome him inside....

yes, this is another one of my fantasies. I want my lover to strip for me..drive me insane. makes for better sex, when you build up the anticipation..right??

Sinfully Sassy Secretary Fantasy

We all have worked in an office setting at least once in our lives, male or female. I have..and one of my greatest untried fantasies is the seduction of my boss..or just someone in a high position of power. I am a Capricorn, so three things get me really hot and bothered..Power, Wealth and Status. If a man has those three, I am his for the taking..and maybe of the keeping. This is how my fantasy plays out...

I am a secretary for a very very important person. He could be a CEO of a company or just the one in charge of a small part of a company. Either way, he has his own office in a skyscraper..lots of windows and surrounded by other office buildings.

The sexual tension between us is so electric, you can see the sparks as we pass each other. You can smell the heat we give off. Of course, I am a tease and throw out sexual hints and wear little dresses..show off my legs quite nicely..and my shapely ass. Its only a matter of time before one of us jumps the other. A gentle carees here, brushing of the fingers there...late nights pondering financial reports..the shared lunches laughing over a silly coworker's antics.

One day, it happens. As I stroll into his office to drop off his phone messages and coffee..he gets up. Walks to the door. Slams it shut and strides towards me..oohh!! Such a man! I can sense his raw masculinity pouring off hin in waves..its intoxicating! I love it. The glint in his eyes..next thing you know, I am thrown against a wall and his hot greedy mouth is all over my neck, hands groping for the buttons to my top...

I feel my head spinning and grab something for support..oops! That's not his cell phone in his pocket..ooh, who knew he had THAT?? I feel a warm pooling heat in my belly...and my breath quickens. This is what I have been dreaming of for months, weeks, days! Wetness is gathering between my legs and I grab his hand, guiding toward the source of my heat..slick with anticipation...he catches on quick and pushes my black lace thongs to the side..rubbing and cajoling..oh my..

He suddenly stops and with a wicked grin on his face, kneels before me. My vision clears a little bit and I start shaking. Could he...would he??? Ahh yes, my skirt is shoved up and my thongs removed with his teeth (something told me to wear a skirt that day and thank you JESUS!!) I feel his hot breath on my clit..and then...time freezes. It just stops. I can feel the pounding of my heart, I can hear the roar of rushing blood in my ears. There is nothing else but the sensations swirling around me. I feel his teeth lighly, ever so lightly scraping the hood of my womanhood. I feel his warm tongue probing the inner corners of me...my knees are wobbly. I can barely stand at this point. Thankfully, his strong arms and hands are all the support I need on this particular journey to heaven. This, this is what I have dreamed of for so long. This is the completion I have been craving, yearning for. I..i cant breathe. I am trying to, but his tongue is working rapidly...pushing me towards the sinfully sweet release churning inside of me. I sense my fingers running through his dark silky locks...i hear myself murmuring..something. Hell if I can make sense of anything at this point. I can feel the storm inside of me, i feel the trickle of sweat running in between my breasts. Yes, yes...almost there..keep licking like that, gently tug my clit this way...oohh...and then, i explode. I grind my pussy into his face as my body spasms uncontrollably. I hear myself cry out in sheer relief....his hands grip my ass hard and hold me steady as the storm breaks, driving my clit further into his mouth. I cant take anymore, I slide to the floor and dissolve into a languid puddle of happiness.

One would think he would be done right? I knew I was. I was spent. Drenched in sweat, my body radiating from the after glow of one hell of an orgasm. I felt drowsy..all for a moment. A thought hit me...I wanted more. That was just the appetizer..the main course will still to follow...I still hungered for him, still craved his manhood...deep inside of me. There would be no true satisfaction until we joined as one. I grabbed my head to keep it from spinning off my shoulders..I had a conquest to fulfill dammit! He is sitting on the floor beside me with his head leaned against the office door, his eyes are halfway closed and a small smile plays on his lips. I lick mine, which have suddenly become incredibly parched. He looks so sexy..his tie askew, hair rumpled..i want him. Badly. My pulse quickens as I lean towards him..I just want to lose myself in a mindnumbing kiss...

His eyes fly open just as I am a breath away and he smiles. "what are you doing?" he asks me softly. I am startled..his gravelly voice sounds like absolute heaven to me. I smile back at him shyly..rendered speechless by this incredibly sexy man in front of me. Thoughts race across my brain. Did we just...did he...am I still dressed? What happened to the coffee?? He laughs and gently cups my face in his hands. "Sweetheart, I can read you like a book. Your brain is starting to function again, isnt it?" With that, he pulls me into his arms and damn! Time freezes again as he gently kisses me. My cheeks, my forehead, my neck..oops! My neck is my hotspot, so to speak. He trails kisses up and down my throat, tilting my head back for better access..my vision starts to blur again and my breathing becomes ragged. I want more, more, more. Please, please...

He seems to have heard my softly crying out for more...how did i get onto his desk? When did we shove the papers and phones to the side? Was that the clattering of clutter I heard echoing in the back of my mind? Lust and anticipation have made my brain fuzzy...but feels soo good. Is he..is he towering over me? Shirtless? I look down at myself quickly and confirm that I too, am..well naked. Laying on his desk. My legs are spread open, ready for him to lower himself onto and into me. I begin shaking again....part of me is scared. Another part of me is shocked at my lewd behavior. There are windows! Huge windows that allow neighboring offices to look in on us!! What if...what if someone SEES us? Would they turn away? Would they whip out their cameraphones??

then all coherent thought flies out of my pathetic little head as my lover fills me up....with him. Long, hard...pushing the walls of my pussy to its limits...the thick juicy head butting against my cervix..oh lord. Slowly, he moves. pushes in, slides out....a primal sensation swamps me. My hips are jutting against his in a time old ritual....the mating dance. In, out pause. in deep, out a little bit..pause...deep deep deep....out and pause. Deep...far deep, hook it to the front..a little finger play on my clit....and gentle cupping of his heavy balls....the sighs of pure bliss.....

so yes, this is one of my greatest fantasies...i want to be ravished in an office setting...by someone powerful and in charge. A man's man, if you will. A man that will take charge of the situation. Tell me what he wants me to do...and I don't question him. I just do the damn thing.

A Warm and Sensual Welcome!

Hello Readers!

Thank you so much for taking the time to visit my erotic corner of the world wide web.

I am Khym Danyels, a young woman living her dreams in New York City-I just moved here about a month ago from Washington DC. What am I doing in NYC? Why, I am the SinfulAngel of NYC! I am a modern courtesan..the word "provider" sounds too technical and the work "escort" doesn't fully describe who I am, nor what I do. I am

Who is the SinfulAngel of NYC? Simple. She is a book one should never judge by the cover. HA! Outside appearances aren't everything. She looks sweet and nice. Innocent. Polite, kind, considerate. Laughs at the right times, politically correct in her mannerisms and speech. She is intelligent, witty, charming. She is the perfect woman for any occassion. She is often deep in thought. Her blogs are often profound in idealology. She follows the rules, never breaks them.

Beneath this surface lies a wildly passionate woman who lives her life to the fullest. She is vivacious and curious about the world that surrounds her. She is one for adventure..often leaping before she looks. Always on the prowl for her next "thrill". A secret smile can often be found at the corners of her mouth..as she plots her next conquest. She is lusty, but stingy with her favors. She is unique in her mannerisms and pattern of thought. One can call her an original. She cares about living life to the fullest...always on the go!

This blog is the Diaries of the SinfulAngel of NYC...more on the sinful side. A collection of short erotica for readers to drool over. These are fantasies, dreams, yearnings, wishes. Some have come to life, others await their turn in the spot light.