Crystal Raven > Quotes

“I glide my fingers across the diaphanous garment barely covering my skin and the increasingly aroused womanly features underneath. Just as his hands would, I explore, slowly— amazed at the heat I’m generating.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“This will be a night of true human sexuality the way it was meant to be expressed.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“I love sex. I love thinking about it, I love doing it, and I love the feeling I get afterwards.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“I already knew it was related to blinding the GODs, those ever present sentinels above that creep me out more than if it was an actual deity watching my every move.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“How could a man so adept at playing these parts not possess some of the same qualities in reality? Is he not a sample of the fabled alpha male?”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“If you are not open to human intimacy, or this topic is forbidden, illegal, or taboo in your time and place, then I would suggest you stop right now.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“Doug’s entire speech was landing like a series of jabs to my gut, but that last sentence hit me like an actual slap in the face. Doug was truly dead to me. Dead and buried.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“I know your fingertips will love gliding across the silk, from my toes all the way up my thighs, teasing what lies just beyond, before claiming it as yours.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“I knew what I wanted. To save time, I said, “Just give me a good, old fashioned alpha male please.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“Forget about robots. There was a new plan. I was going to search the world to find my real human alpha!”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“This is just between you and me, two adults. Trust me.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“And what is this whole concept of freedom in the first place? The masses willingly traded that away many years ago for the security and protection of the State. Now they have their simple needs provided for them and are usually content until a few morons try to stir them up.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“A powerful man to match my own strength, determination, and unquenched sexual appetite! Oh, how do I crave a man that could stand fully beside me, successful, desirable— “Not two steps behind me. Where are you?”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“Maybe it actually was worth the hassle to be a nonconformist? I am sick of being told what I should wear on my body.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“My man should be like a virtual mirror to me. Know me—not just on the outside. Know what’s in my heart—my desires...and so much more.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“I have been a fool, and a fool’s mistakes can often be costly. I never look back to see him again in my room. Mentally he is dead to me and I won’t allow the words of a dead man to hurt me.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“How he must feel his own needs upon him as he sees how the black lingerie enhances every feminine curve that is waiting for him to explore.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“I can feel the last gasps of the day’s warmth on my skin. There is simply no artificial substitute for this. This is real. Why would so many prefer to spend an evening like this plugged into an artificial world or glued to an endless stream of propaganda from the Union feeds.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“How many countless times, in years past, had men in positions of power required delicate ‘favors’ before granting quid pro quo?”
― Crystal Raven

“In a more public place, it wouldn’t be wise to do something like this without first donning the cloak. The risk of being reported by lurking social rule enforcers seeking to curry favor in the “system” was too extreme.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal