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Sarah “Malcolm’s Prize” by Sasha Holden

31 Saturday Oct 2015

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5 stars, amazon, erotic fiction, erotic stories, jess, kindle, malcolm, sarah, sasha holden

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Jess now pulled at my hair sweetly
and signalled with her palms to stand
guiding me to open my legs
above her tall dark man
then she softly moved me closer
to the mouth of this beautiful creature
with my ass now resting gently
upon the upper back of my teacher
then reaching back behind me
to untie her mans blindfold chord
and open his eyes to expose
his landing strip reward
I couldn’t hide my feelings
as I drove his mouth into my slit
fuck I needed him inside me
I could wait not one more bit
with my butt pushing at the back of Jess’s blond hair
and my cunt then deep in his mouth
I was locked in a love filled sandwich
from which I never wanted to get out
Jess then rubbed at her own clit
to leak out on his shaft
her open soaking wet hole
gushing all the way to his ass
she screamed with ecstasy as he leapt into her
with his throbbing thirsty knob
Jess then moaned into a writhing climax
to finish off her job

5 stars

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perhaps

30 Friday Oct 2015

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couples, love, poem, poetry, Relationships, touch, veranda

the morning was still dark
as you wandered out to work
stumbling through the kitchen
slowly finding your feet
soon you shall have left me
away into the world
drifting in then out of sequences
lost in the commercial swirl

yet soon it will be night time
as the weekend closes in
another brief interlude together
lost in the suburban swim
perhaps we could sit on the veranda
take in the evening breeze
you with your strong brown forearms
beneath those whitened sleeves

I never said I love you
I couldn’t find the time
I guess you were always there
I suppose you were always mine
yet what if things had been different
if I couldn’t read your mind
maybe I’ll tell you I care for you
perhaps I should make the time

It’s later now than I thought
I wonder when you’ll be home
I’m tired of pacing timber floors
of fiddling with this worn out comb
maybe things have been different
perhaps I couldn’t read your mind
I think I’ll tell you I love
it’s about time I made the time

the porch light overshadows your brow
your Friday evening smile
apologies and tired briefcases
as you sit now for awhile
angling for a drink
with some early evening breeze
sitting on the veranda
before rolling up your sleeves
I love you darling I whispered
caressing your forearms cuff
your all I’ve ever wanted
I just never tell you enough

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later that evening the night fell
and our bed sheets soon peeled back
later that evening I kissed you
with a passion across your rack
I needed you feel me
to drown within my touch
I needed you to know I loved you
more than ever just so much

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High above the treetops

26 Monday Oct 2015

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Two birds talked softly
from the corner of my room
a toad tuned in
to liven up the mood
I could hear a motorbike
drowning out their sound
before the birds reappeared
high above the ground
in trees that dripped with rain
and early morning dew
speaking of a new day
for my own self and for you
would it bring solitude
or another round of haze
from which we could only struggle
through the never ending maze
oh but to break free
to just say me and you

Oh but to fly up high
above the morning dew
high above the treetops
for you and me alike
high above the birds
and the distant motorbike
perhaps we could again be lovers
more than just distant friends
maybe we could speak to each other
rather than messages send
if only the day would start
with an opening from the maze
where you and I could escape
from this confusing commercial haze

I want to see you as I did
I need to feel your touch
I just need a little escape
to love you again so much
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The stockmen

26 Monday Oct 2015

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aging, boots, dogs, dry gullies, horses, poem, poetry, rural, stirrup irons, stockmen, stream

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You said you were tired
that this was your last stand
I was tired too
for us
uphill battles
dry gullies
dead ends
and mountainous terrain
had delivered us here
back into each other

With tired eyes
worn out old boots
dusty stirrup irons
lame horses
sitting above hungry dogs
and our evening stars
praying for tomorrow
for another day of sunlight
with each other

Searching for the strength
to do it all again
evening fast approached
upon the aging stockmen
angular
wiry
then taut
in tune with the grassy flow
Let’s follow the stream up north
I said
to where I do not know

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sasha

24 Saturday Oct 2015

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couples, drifting, erotic fiction, erotic poem, lick, love, poem, poetry, Relationships, sex, soft

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Just let me continue to wander
further down your way
let me in my darling
don’t drift the other way
put your anchor down here
beneath my soft smooth shore
love me just a little
then perhaps some more
over time I’ll catch you
squeeze you in close and tight
caress your weary muscles
massage you at night
and when you feel rested
I’ll sex you up some more
I’m wet now at the thought of you
I’m aching to the core
drink from me my darling
lick and open my prize
I’m here now just for you my love
love me deep inside
high up in the warmth
the heat of love and myrrh
give your strength to me my love
listen closely as I purr

Let me continue to wander
further down your way
let me in my darling
don’t drift the other way

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Nerves

22 Thursday Oct 2015

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Water whispers
between the leaves
as light hides behind the rain
inside my timber
within her woods grain

Or is it me?
Hiding from you
and your love
pushing me further
toward the precipice

Only to fall
back into your arms
not a rescue
just reality

Jump

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Spices

22 Thursday Oct 2015

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I wish two stars
aligned at the top of my stairs
peeling back
opening one sky
to reveal your eye
smiling once again
at me
as you whisper “I love you”
not once but twice

Turning on my lights
that feeling of nice
capturing the danger
opening my splice
covering your manhood
scenting us with spice

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still waters ran deep

20 Tuesday Oct 2015

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bed, body, breasts, brother, infactuation, poem, poetry, sister in law, sweat

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He watched as the belt ran thick around her thighs
slim hips greeting his eager eyes
her bra strap warned of a gorgeous breast
as she lent slightly forward
putting that thought to rest
long legs angled toward taut firm thighs
inside of which he could only surmise
as she wasn’t to be his
no matter how much he fought
still waters ran deep
she was more than a thought

Later that night
he dreamed of her in bed
restless at times
his sheets lay spread
above his now hot body
his sweat and his mind
in search of her soul
he was unable to find

Though the light from her bed lamp
warned of her nearby
if only he could reach her
why but why
did she decide to chose his brother
not him in the end
twas water under the bridge
somewhere back around the bend

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Between the shadows and the light

17 Saturday Oct 2015

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The night time played tricks with his mind
he wasn’t sure where she was
struggling to find her
then suddenly he awoke
in the middle of his dream
to find Sasha laying aside him
eyes looking into his
softly breathing then smiling
her hand brushing through his fringe
drinking in her scent
thankful for her touch
leaning forth to kiss her
loving her so much

As the wind caressed our curtains
massaging between his thighs
whispering “I love you”
drinking in his eyes
before lifting my hand higher
to lick his warm cream in
he had needed me to free him
to strengthen his long hard skin
arching back in exultation
in spasm once again
between the shadows and the light
wishing it was now not then

As looking toward the window
memories drifting through my room
the lover with awe and wonder
my one and only groom
filling me with song
with fire and with soul
as gently lowering my thong
where lust and pleasure lay
thrusting with a passion
up then down in sway
burning between my thighs
screaming out his name
climax after climax
crying as I came
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Reviews for my First Novel “Sarah Malcolm’s Prize” Now in paperback on Amazon!

10 Saturday Oct 2015

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Nikole Bloom

Aug 07, 2015 Nikole Bloom rated it 4 of 5 stars

Sasha has an interesting writing style that took me a minute to get used to. The story was written in poem form without any punctuation. However, once I got used to the style it added a fun element to the story. The story moves a t quick pace and is quite steamy.

Sarah is a gorgeous model who lives with the best friend and her husband, Malcolm. Sasha is desperate to be with Malcolm. She finds it tortuous to live in the same house and hear her friend pleasuring Malcolm daily. Sarah finds herself alone and in need of her own release.

Sarah respects her friendship and tries to keep to herself that is until the three of them go on vacation. Things change for Sarah on a nudist beach while they are on vacation. How they change, I will not tell you, but be prepared for the steam. The story is ultra-sexy with enough action to keep you flipping the pages.

If you are looking for an interesting short, erotic read this is just the book for you.

Goodreads 5 of 5 stars
 5 stars

I loved this first time novella by Sasha Holden. I could relate to the main character Sarah’s need to reach between the walls and fulfil the feelings of lust and desire that are living within most of us. Holden told her story with understanding, affection, compassion, and most of all, a profound sense of eroticism. Her unique writing style is refreshing in its simplicity as you are swept along on a wave of ecstasy through moments of unparalleled erotica, without all the padding. The backdrop of the beautiful Australian Coastline provides the perfect setting for dreams to come true.

“The door crashed open, a howling wind forced Malcolm inside, to land in front of us,kissing us both within the wind, sand and salt”

Holden places you on slow burn in expectation of what becomes a tumultuous finale where no holes are barred. And I mean no holes! I could relate to Malcolm’s own wanton feelings toward his prize, and his sense of loyalty to his wife. A man caught between hidden urges and a need to do what’s right, is a man with some difficult decisions to make. Shall passion prevail? As the reader you are left with only one path. To stay on for the ride with these sensuous women, and ultimately divine Malcolm’s Prize.

My three only regrets are that Sarah’s parents didn’t stick around longer. They were characters. The second is that my name isn’t Malcolm. The third is that, as a previous reviewer said, there aren’t enough stars available to give this well written piece. Hot,Hot,Hot!!!

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