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Posted on April 9, 2018 by Jade Royal — 6 Comments

4.9.2018: Just For Them

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Just For Them

They told me to get to know my body and to value it just as much as they did. A lot of people probably thought that I was crazy being the submissive to a dominant couple. I called them Alpha and Sir. Alpha didn’t like to be called Ma’am because she wasn’t old. I had no issues finding a substitution. And no, it didn’t mean that she was more dominant than he. They were equally torturous but different and I loved it. Back to my body…

I’d sent lots of photos to them over the course of the day. I knew that anything I sent to Alpha, she’d show her kinky friends at the club. The ones that I sent Sir would be kept for his personal use. He liked to masturbate to images of me before I got home. He’d leave evidence on my face cloth which he left on the sink for me to find. He said that using something that smelled like me to clean his cock was symbolic of my purpose. I thought it was endearing, Alpha thought it was gross. I never used the cloth, but it did make me do more laundry than normal.

The picture that I sent to him today, I covered everything naughty but showed my insecurities. I decided to send it because for the first time, I thought I was beautiful. It wasn’t about sex or what they wanted to see. This one was about me feeling good about me. I didn’t get a response all day about it and my insecurities started to whisper. I came home hoping that they weren’t disappointed. None of my naughty bits showed and maybe they weren’t as into it.

It was quiet when I hung up my coat and headed to find them. I wasn’t permitted to speak until they spoke to me, so I couldn’t call out. I heard the faint sounds of jazz as I neared the stairwell. I advanced hoping that I wasn’t intruding. I lived here too but sometimes they needed their alone time too.

I long moan came from Alpha’s mouth that made me quicken my step. She sounded as if she was in a good place and whatever was being done, she loved it. I walked in to find Sir with her long dark hair wrapped around his fist as he long stroked her. She purred and closed her eyes letting him make love to her. His cock shined with evidence of her joy and he never let up.

“Beautiful girl, come suck on my nipples while he fucks me.” Alpha said.

“How’d you know I was here?”

“I could smell your lemon perfume from a mile away.”

I took off my boots and striped as I walked toward them. I laid on my back and scooted beneath her. I went to far and ended up at her belly. I kissed my way to her nipples where I sucked on them firmly.

“Aaahaaa… Mmm…”

Being used this way was my favorite. My job was to enhance the sex they were already having. I got to take things to the next level. I ran my hand down her body and slowly stroked Alpha’s clit while still sucking.

“Yeeees…”

Alpha spread my legs apart and spanked my pussy. I’d touched her without permission, but it was well worth it. I spread her lips and Sir drove into her pussy deeper. More spankings for me as she moaned in delight. I stroked the underside of his shaft as he withdrew and deposited his length.

“Fuck!” He swore.

More spankings.

Carefully, I massaged his balls and caressed underneath them. His movements increased, and Alpha cried out louder.

More spankings.

I was beyond aroused, and I knew if I wasn’t careful, I’d be on edge sooner than later.

“Play with your nipples, dirty girl.” Sir instructed.

I did, and he never told me to stop. They were sensitive and the more that I rolled, pinched, and pulled them, the more that I ground my hips into the bed. I needed more. I need them…

Alpha began spanking my pussy and my entire body spasmed so hard that I thought I was going to cum. I never removed my mouth from her nipples or my hands from mine.

“I’m going to cum…” Alpha moaned out.

“Girl… remove your mouth from her nipples.” Sir demanded.

I did, and Alpha spanked me again, punishing me for his demands. She finger fucked me hard, sound caught in my throat. I was so close, and I couldn’t even get out the words to ask for permission. My stomach rippled as I tried to hold back the orgasm I wasn’t allowed to have. Tears streamed down my face and yet I continued to play with my tender nipples. Telling your body not to do something while you provoked it to do exactly that was the greatest torture. My eyes rolled back as I bucked into her hand begging for more.

“Stop!” Sir demanded.

Alpha spanked my thighs and finally I could breathe. I was soaked and half a second away from an orgasm. I trembled and shook as the edges of my mind tingled in anticipation.

“Tease Alpha, girl.”

I kissed over her body again and reached up with one hand to tease her clit. I made sure to apply just enough pressure to make her lose focus. Easily, she came but she wasn’t done. She rode him faster while I continued stroking her utterly wet pussy.

“Fuck you feel good. Grip me just like that… Get her off again, girl.”

I did exactly that and as she came I stroked Sir’s rock hard cock. It didn’t take long before he was emptying his seed inside her. I slid from under Alpha just in time for her to collapse. I caressed her body as I crawled back to Sir’s messy cock.

“Permission to clean you?” I begged.

“Her first.”

“Too… sensitive…” Alpha murmured.

“Come here…” He grabbed my hair and lead me to the top of the bed where he laid down.

On my knees I cleaned him, but he only grew hard again. It took a minute but when he was fully erect, he fucked my mouth making me gag for him. He loved that he could do that and wasted no time being nice about it. My mouth was for his taking and I relaxed into his control.

That was Alpha’s cue. She pulled my ass back and spread my legs so that she could slide her dick inside me. Hands gripped behind my back, I was powerless to do anything but take what they gave. I can’t tell you when my body began responding on auto pilot, but I do know that it was the exact time that I spaced out. They used me long and hard. I lost track of the orgasms. Lost track of the number of times that they pushed my boundaries. Pleasure burned into something so intense that it was uncomprehensive. That’s when I drifted away into nothingness.

“Beautiful…” Alpha’s voice was soft and soothing. I moved toward it and was rewarded with warm caresses to my face.

Warm kisses were placed along my neck along with the scruffiness from Sir’s goatee. I moved toward it and groaned at the loss of the caresses to my face.

“Pleaseeee, more…” I begged with my eyes closed.

The caresses were back, and Sir’s body moved closer to mine from behind. He never stopped kissing me and his arms were wrapped tightly.

“Spoiled girl…” Alpha’s lips caressed mine before she kissed me so softly that I thought I’d imagined it.

“Yours…” I whispered.

This time she took my mouth as her captive and marked it with her tongue.

My head was still swimming but sensations were starting to come back. I was full. Alpha was buried inside my pussy and Sir in my…

I gasped when they began moving in and out of me. What…

“Spoiled girl…” Alpha whispered against my lips.

“Dirty fucking spoiled girl…” Sir whispered into my ear.

Too much… I gasped for air trying to explain that I wasn’t. And if I was… it was by them… I tried to give what I took but…

“Do you know how sexy you are?” Sir asked in my ear.

“No, Sir.”

“That picture you sent me today… I’ve been so hard thinking about how beautiful you were.”

I whined, happy that I’d pleased him.

“I kept it for myself. Nobody gets to see how beautiful my girl is. My secret.” Alpha said as she nibbled my lips.

To much… The emotions twisted the pleasure into something so powerful that it over turned reason and I came hard.

“Good good, girl.”

“Thank you, Sir.” I cried. “Thank you, Alpha.”

They kissed all over me allowing me to fall apart right there in their arms. Their approval was the greatest gift. The reward I needed and sought.

“My Alpha and Sir.” I stated.

“Yours.” They said together.

And didn’t that feel damned good.

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Posted on April 30, 2017April 30, 2017 by Jade Royal — 4 Comments

5.1.2017: Controlled

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Controlled

Tied to the bed, bound for her pleasure. There was nothing more to say or do but to give her control. She kissed up my torso marking me as hers.

“You’ll beg boy.” She said firmly.

“Yes, Mistress.”

She nibbled along my neck and up my jawline before snaking her fingertips through my hair and pulling it to arch my back. She had my undivided attention.

Cock, hard.

Groin, throbbing.

Lips, dry.

I licked them and she took it into her mouth. I groaned. It was unexpected and a delicious treat. My eyes were covered heightening the sensations. I could only imagine her appearance. She’d approached me from behind and blindfolded me immediately. Her delectable body was one that I couldn’t forget.

She was tall for a woman. Long dark hair. Chocolate eyes. Her breasts… Firm. Ripe. Juicy. Delicious.

When I was allowed, I loved to lick from her shoulder down to her feet in one continuous sweep. She’d lay on her side and allow me to. It was like outlining her silhouette with my tongue. I knew things about her that she never would. She shivered when I started. Laughed when I reached the side of her belly. Gasped when I licked from her hips to her ankle. Frowned when I reached the sole of her foot. The fact that I couldn’t see her right now wasn’t punishment. It gave me the chance to see her in the same light that I tasted. She was magnificent.

She moved away from my mouth and I felt the loss immediately. The bed dipped on either side of my head and I knew her thighs were just above my face. I lifted and kissed one side of her thigh and she gasped in surprise.

“Bad… bad… boy.”

Her hands caressed my chest and I laid back down. I knew I was only “bad” because she’d enjoyed the treat.

Pins pressed into my nipple and I shivered. She rolled them along my skin and instantly I knew it was a Wartenberg wheel. The pins pricked but never penetrated my skin. The precise sticks caused my skin to come alive in the paths that she set out to.

Nipples, stomach, and… I groaned loud. She ran the wheel up one side of my cock and down the other, over and over. I panted and tried to breathe but she chose that moment to lower her wetness onto my mouth.

Ready for anything that I could do for her, I opened my mouth and worshiped her heat easily. She was sweet and uniquely her. She rode my face slowly while torturing my swollen cock.

“You look ready to explode boy.” She said between moans.

Unable to speak with a mouthful of her I continued feasting upon her as if my life depended on it.

“Come be a good girl and put your mouth to use.” I heard Mistress say.

Confused for a second, I started to move to speak but then lips firm and ready wrapped around my erection. I groaned loudly. I’d almost…

“Suck him deep,” Mistress said.

She, whoever she was, began sucking me so deep into her mouth that I could feel her throat as it stretched to accept me.

Her tongue was sure.

Her mouth was wet.

Her throat was warm.

I flexed my hips in her mouth fucking it with abandonment to her needs. The only thing that I could focus on was releasing into her throat. I wanted to grab her head but my arms were tied. I wanted in deeper and she tried to accept me but her gags could be heard often.

“Keep up, girl. My boy likes your mouth.” Mistress demanded.

“Yes, Ma’am.” She said. She set forth to the task with new motivation.

Mistress pinched my nipples until the pen was the only thing that I could feel. I’d done something wrong.

“Lick. Me.”

I went back to the task of pleasing her. Talk about being determined. The sensation to fuck and lick was all I could think about. I wanted to use and be used. I wanted to please and be pleased.

I was close. So fucking close.

“Girl, you aren’t to cum until he does,” Mistress commanded.

“Yes, but…”

I was losing the war. She was shaking uncontrollably as she sucked me. She needed this just as badly as I. Mistress was riding my mouth and I knew she was close. She was grinding and leaving me with a little air. The control over the air I received was an aphrodisiac.

I roared. Jets squirted into the girl’s mouth and she caught every drop. She cried out around me as her own orgasm pushed forward.

Mistress, being the commanding element, came last basking in the power. She collapsed onto my chest giving me a reprieve to breathe but it was too late. I was already floating.

I felt the freedom of my arms and then soft light entered my vision. I kept my eyes closed and gave in to exhaustion.

“Rest, my boy.”

I heard the words but was too spent to respond. Hers…

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Posted on February 9, 2017June 18, 2017 by Jade Royal — 2 Comments

2.9.2017: Cultivating

Cultivating

Lily

Eric’s arms draped around my waist and making me feel secure in his hold. Tonight had been perfect. The kind of celebration I’d always wanted. I was proud of my accomplishments and for the first time ever, I felt the joys of having someone else to cherish the moment with. The red satin tie that covered my eyes matched the dress that he’d picked out for me to wear tonight.

“If you’re a good girl I’ll show you just how proud of you I am.”

I gasped but my heart rate increased in response. I wanted everything that he could offer and more. His hands moved over my body caressing, holding, grasping, reaching, touching, feeling, and he awakened the skin in the trail he left behind. He cupped my breasts making them respond to his lust. My nipples hardened until they ached and I loved every second of it.

Tonight, I wanted to be taken to new heights and I was willing to let him work his magic on me. He was firmly pressed against my body from behind making it difficult to ignore how much he really wanted me. His thickness was nestled in just the right place. If I had the magic abilities to snap away our clothes now would be the time. I trusted him and I’d let him set the pace but it was the hardest thing to do right now.

He lowered the satin dress from my shoulders, one strap at a time. It pulled at my feet but I stood still waiting for him to give me any instructions. His hands stroked bare skin and it was heavenly. My soft skin, his rougher hands, and the chill in the room licking at my skin until it came alive with chills.

He pulled my hands behind my back and locked the leather restraints in place. I exhaled becoming lost in the confines. Nothing else mattered, just whatever happened in this moment. His lips nibbled along the side of my neck until he reached my ear. He nipped it then pulled it between his teeth. I leaned back into his embrace relaxing into him even more so.

“Very good, girl. I’m only beginning. Will you be able to last as long as I?”

I didn’t answer because I truly didn’t know. I was quickly falling under his spell and I needed to pace myself. He gripped the hair at the back of my head and tugged it tight. I moaned and hoped that my legs could handle this situation because my mind couldn’t.

I closed my eyes and let the power within me take over. The control was all his and I trusted what he would do with it. It was time to relinquish what I was to be who I am. I lowered to my knees and waited for his will to become mine.

“You have no idea…” He started but then cleared his throat.

I’d pleased him and that’s all that mattered.

Eric

Lily’s body draped forward. She hung from the ceiling completely unaware of her surroundings. I’d used her body to play music that only I heard. The leather flogger left red lashes along her back and ass marking her nicely but I wasn’t done. I needed her to take more.

I slid my fingers between her legs along the folds of her heat, not surprised by how much her cunt wept for attention. I’d licked her until she hurt. Finger fucked her until the spasms racked. Still, I wanted more.

The cane I’d picked would make me lose her altogether. There was no way that she could handle it without slipping into a space filled with comfort and endorphins.

“Ready, baby?”

Lily mumbled and I took it as a yes. Not that it mattered. Her delicious derriere stood out and at attention inviting me to continue having my way with her. I laced stripes over her ass, thighs, and shoulders. I was careful not to break the skin but I definitely marked her. Her cries echoed around the room and it only served to make my erection pulse… throb…

Tears raced from her eyes, just as fearful as Lily to displease me. She was perfect and more beautiful in this moment than ever before. Beads of sweat ran down the center of her back taunting me. Not wanting anyone else’s marks on her body, I licked them away leaving only remnants of me. She was mine and on this night, tonight, she’d feel it.

I walked around Lily to get a better view of her face. It was tear stained and her eyes were glazed over. She wasn’t here with me and that just wouldn’t do. I stripped out of my clothes and raised Lily high enough to wrap her legs around my waist. I slipped inside and I swore I saw stars. Her heat consumed me entirely. Her wetness helped to anchor me at just the right depth to make her feel me.

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Her eyes widened and I knew I was regaining her attention. In… out… thrusts… pumping… clapping… slapping… taking… giving… controlling… pushing… pulling… manipulating… encouraging…

Lily gripped the chains and bucked against me. She was close and her body wasn’t able to fight the turbulence brewing. I moved faster as her fuel fed my fire. I gripped her hips and rode her hard. I held nothing back and my body moved of its own accord until I exploded inside of her. Time stood still and I panted and growled out my release. She was fucking magnificent and all mine.

After the earth was once again our playing field, I released her from the chains that hung from the ceiling and carried her to the bed. Not ready to let her go, I moved to the center of the bed and held her against me. Precious… She was vulnerable and I loved that she could be that way with me.

“Sir…” She mumbled.

Lily trembled in my arms and I pulled the blanket tight around us. She scooted closer and trying to take as much of my heat as she could. I kissed the top of her head and closed my eyes. This was perfect. Just like her.

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Posted on January 23, 2017January 24, 2017 by Jade Royal — 1 Comment

1.23.2017: Orgasms Before Lunch

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Orgasms Before Lunch

“Fuck that pretty cunt,” I commanded.

Her fingers worked faster and the glistening folds beneath her fingers conveyed just how excited that pussy of hers was. Her fingers slipped inside penetrating her swollen folds. She wanted my dick inside of her instead of the substituted digits.

Wet thrusts echoed throughout the room calling to my need to fuck her. Her hips raised to meet the sensual demands of her body. I smacked her thighs and her fingers slid deeper.

“I think you liked that didn’t you, dirty girl?”

“No, Sir.” Liar.

“No?” I smacked her thighs harder leaving a reddened reminder.

Her moans grew louder and her fingers pumped wildly. No, she didn’t enjoy that at all.

“No, Sir.”

“Oh, okay.” I leaned down and pinched her nipple, pulling it from her body.

She stroked her clit with her free hand and I swore she was levitating. The cultivating sounds of a needy cunt so close to a blissful explosion was more than any one person could take.

I unzipped my pants and stroked my hard prick. She whined and I knew I was driving her crazy. She licked her lips and I felt it. I knew exactly what that warm mouth of hers would feel like if it was wrapped around my dick. Up, down, and tightening around the head of my shaft felt like fucking magic. The only thing better would be if I was inside of her right now but I was too busy watching her drip all over the floor.

Sinking inside of her would be amazing. Her hot, wet, and swollen cunt would suck my dick inside of her until I filled her completely. Who could deny how damn good that would feel?

“Sir!” She moaned louder humping the air.

“Slut.”

I didn’t know how much longer she could hold on but I knew that I was exactly where I needed to be. About to come all over her pussy and hand. I got down on my knees, between her legs and tightened my grip. She was laying there watching with anticipation but I had no plans on entering her sweetness.

When I didn’t enter her, her expression was confused. I threw my head back urging the orgasm forward. I groaned loudly just before the first few jets of semen landed on top of her hand. Her eyes widened. My orgasm rode me hard and I released it all over her pussy.

“I beg you, please Sir!” She was on the edge and let her stay there a bit before I said the words that soothed her soul.

“Make her cry for me, girl,” I said between clenched teeth.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!”

Hearing exactly what she needed to come, she allowed her body to relax, succumbing to my wishes. Her fingers slowed until her cunt was too sensitive to come anymore. Two orgasms before lunch. That makes for a great Monday.

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Posted on January 16, 2017September 15, 2017 by Jade Royal — 15 Comments

1.16.2017: Garage Rush

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Garage Rush

“I don’t have much time.”

“It won’t take me long.” He said as he unzipped my fly and freed my dick.

“But…”

“Hush, boy. I know what I’m doing. If you’re anything like last night, it shouldn’t take you long at all to get me off.”

I’d called him and told him that I needed a fix. Either he could tend to the swollen pecker or I would.

“Yes, Sir.” He lowered to the ground and sucked me into his mouth immediately.

I whistled. That was good. Real good. I looked around the garage for any onlookers but there weren’t any. It was usually scarce around this time. The last thing I needed was for someone to walk up and ask me about something work related while I was trying to get off.

I was beyond ready. I’d suffered through two meetings and some interviews with the stiffest of hard-ons. I’d given him 10 minutes to get here to drain the problem before I handled it myself. He worked nearby and got here in 5.

As long as he’d been my submissive, I’ve only jerked myself off when he was unavailable. He hated it. He told me that getting me off was his job and no one else’s. It was a territorial statement and made me harder as I thought about it.

I put my hand behind the back of his head pressing more of my dick into his mouth. He wasn’t prepared for the extra length just yet so he gagged and I released him. He took a second to breathe while he pumped his fist around my shaft. He looked up at me and I stared down into his beautiful browns.

“Let’s go, boy. I don’t have all day either.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He sucked on the very tip of me before he pulled my entire length into his mouth. This time when I grabbed his head, he adjusted his body going higher on his knees to swallow my erection.

“Fuck!”

I continuously fucked his mouth. In, out, deeper, faster… His mouth was the perfect remedy. Hot, wet, and his throat was just the right amount of deep. The spasm worked its way up my leg until it registered in my groin. It was time.

“Hold on tight, boy.” I hissed.

His mouth tightened around me and he used his fist to stroke the part of my dick that didn’t fit into his mouth. He used his other hand to massage my sac until I shot off in his mouth. He swallowed every drop, milking me dry. I stumbled backward watching the excitement on his face. The little fucker was proud of himself.

“Clean yourself up and get on out of here,” I said while panting.

He licked his lips and stood up. He dusted the debris from his pants and fixed his shirt. He walked over to me and waited for his reward. I chuckled.

“How do you know if I want your nasty mouth on mine?” I joked.

He smiled and ran his hand over my chest. “You like the different things that my ‘nasty mouth’ can do. Kissing has to be on the list.”

I righted my clothes and put both hands on either side of his face before kissing him hard. He grabbed my shirt, fisting it tight. He would be riled up but I’d have to deal with it tonight.

When I pulled away he hummed and smiled before licking his lips. “Thank you.”

I nodded and let him go. “I’ll see you tonight boy.”

He smiled harder and scurried over to his car. He got in, started it, and pulled off in record time. My phone beeped and I pulled it from my pocket.

Him: There was a woman watching us. I saw her when I pulled off. Blue car to your right.

I turned around to see that car pulling off in the direction that he’d left. I smiled and texted back.

Me: I guess you gave her one hell of a show.

Him: lol Later.

I looked at my clothes to make sure I was still decent and then headed back inside to finish my boring work day ahead. The shit that had just occurred in the past 7 minutes had been the highlight of my workday. It gave me something to look forward to since I planned to take my time later when I saw him again. And that would set the mood for my night.

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Posted on January 12, 2017February 9, 2017 by Jade Royal — Leave a comment

1.12.2017: One Night (Part 2)

This is Part 2. Part 1 can be found HERE!

One Night (Part 2)

She awakened to me tying her wrists to the bed posts. Her feet were already tied to the edges of the bed. Her eyes widened when she realized what I was doing.

“One night…” I reminded her. “I don’t have time to waste.”

“But…”

“No… buts.”

She closed her mouth but I could still see the questions forming in her head.

I leaned down and sucked her nipples and she arched into my mouth. I kissed down her body and stopped when I got to her heat. I slid my fingers through her folds to find her ready for more. I groaned my approval. She’d be even more fun than I thought.

“I want to hurt you,” I admitted.

I took the belt from around my waist and stood between her legs. Fear changed her expression. That same fear fueled my desire. I wanted to torture her into needing the pain. She would, I was sure of it. It just needed to be executed properly.

I grabbed her vibe that I’d found and turned it on low. Slowly, I teased her with it until her body came alive. Her skin fevered and she anticipated every move. She didn’t know what I was up to. It scared and intrigued her.

When she was close to her orgasm, I left the vibe deeply seated inside her and used the leather belt to spank her clit and thighs. Her eyes widened and it pulled her back from the edge. I saw the tears pooling and it only encouraged the sadist.

“Good girl.”

“It hurts.” She whined.

“Good…”

I turned the vibe on and continued fucking her. I saw the surprise on her face at how much she enjoyed the sensations. She relaxed into it, letting the orgasm build again. She reached the height of need that would normally result in an orgasm. I gripped her thighs that still burned from the belt and she hissed. The tears spilled from her eyes but with the vibe inside her body still responded.

I fucked her harder until she was on the edge once again. Her sensitive clit was spanked along with her thighs. They were marked and her cunt was reddened from the discipline. I continued stroking her while gripping her sore thighs. She cried but her body bucked.

“What are you doing to me?!” She screamed.

I kissed her thighs and the top of her mound before driving the vibe in deep and fast. The spasms took over and she lost control once again. I gripped her thigh and she came hard!

Noticing the way her body seemed to arch for more, I gave it to her. The orgasms rolled over her until she was completely exhausted. I wanted more. I lowered my head and kissed her clit until it responded. It swelled in my mouth engorged with a thumping desire.

“I can’t” She mumbled.

“You can and you will.”

I worked her body until it came alive all over again. She was too weak to fight and it only urged me on further. I kissed up her body and sucked her nipples until they too were tender. I inserted the vibe and slowly worked her sore pussy. Her moans were accompanied by tears of defeat and I loved every bit of it.

“It hurts.” She whined.

“I know baby… I told you it would.”

“But…”

I withdrew the vibe from her needy cunt and placed it on her clit. The first spasm shook her so intensely that she shook the bed.

“It… hurts…”

A spasm rolled through my groin and I knew I was close. No stimulation. No accompaniment. I would come from her demise. I’d make sure of it.

“Yeah… it does.”

I pressed the vibe against her clit and her hips bucked against it over and over again until she screamed from the forced orgasm. Her scream set off my own orgasm and I the world shifted, froze and everything grew quiet as I drifted. I lowered my head to her stomach and let the endorphins take over. Her body was in shock jerking lightly. Sated. I sighed letting myself float even more.

***

I woke to hear her breathing lightly in a deep slumber. I stretched my body regaining feeling and function. I stood slowly and walked to get water and something to wake my brain.

Finding water and a Mr. Goodbar, I went back to the bedroom. I unhooked her hands and feet before cuddling up to her. I kissed her lips until she kissed me back. I chuckled and kissed her one final time.

“I need you hydrated, baby girl.”

She struggled to sit up and I helped her. She leaned in for another kiss and I obliged. She drank and I fed her chocolate from my mouth to give me more reasons to kiss her. She moaned and I looked at the clock. It was going on 2 a.m. and I needed to decide when “tonight” would end. I nibbled her chin and she relaxed into my hold.

“You hurt me.” She whispered.

“Yes and I fucking loved it,” I responded between kisses to her body.

“I’m glad that you did.” She sighed and I knew her body was reawakening. Her hands were fisting my shirt and it pleased me that she was ready again. She would be sore come morning.

“I’m glad that you did too.” I moaned.

“But I didn’t.”

“Oh, but you did.”

“What are you doing to me?”

“You have no fucking idea how much more I am going to do to you.”

“But…”

“Shhhh….” I hushed her but the smile on my face was even more sadistic than the last time. I didn’t know if there was enough time to satisfy my itch. Maybe one night wasn’t enough… FUCK!

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Posted on January 9, 2017January 9, 2017 by Jade Royal — 5 Comments

1.9.2017: One Night (Part 1)

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

This is Part 1. Part 2 will be released on 1/12/2017 for #DirtyFantasyThursday HERE. Stay tuned…

One Night

“One night. That’s all I wan .”

“What if I say no?”

“Then I’ll respect it.”

“What if I want more?”

“That can’t happen. We both know why.” I looked at her waiting for her to turn down my proposal. It was fucking insane but I had to get her out of my system. It wasn’t one of those obsessive kinds of things.

Occasionally, she would say or do things that made me want to fuck reason into her. Yesterday had been one of those days. Everything that she said was foolish and were signs of her lack of faith in herself. She was brilliant in her own right but insecurities keep her from flourishing. But she could be timid… and today was one of those days.

“I don’t know.” She mumbled.

“That means no. You need to be sure. I’m headed home.” I stood and grabbed my empty water bottle from the end table.

On my way to the door, I chucked it into the trash. Was I disappointed? Yes, I was. Not in her but that I wouldn’t be able to scratch my itch. Her and I? We’d stay professional when our paths crossed again. I wouldn’t bring it back up.

“Wait!” There was still confusion in her voice.

I paused but didn’t turn towards her. I wasn’t into playing games. “Yes?”

“Don’t leave.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want you to go.”

“Give me a reason.”

“But…”

“Give me a reason to stay and I will.” I turned toward her and looked her dead on. I folded my arms waiting for her to prove me wrong.

“I want you.”

“To?”

She whined and then huffed. “Don’t make me say it.”

“Why not? If you want it, you should have no qualms about saying it.”

She looked at the floor searching for strength that I already knew she possessed.

“I want to give us one night.”

“You can do better, baby girl.”

“Fuck me…” She mumbled.

I raised my eyebrow. “Do what?”

“Fuck me, please.” This time her voice held more confidence.

I walked over to her but stopped within arm’s reach. “Show me that you want it.”

She hesitated. “How?”

“Show me that you truly want it.” I walked around her until I was closely behind her. “Is she wet?”

She whined and nodded. “Yes.”

“Show me.”

I breathed on the back of her neck and she gasped. She was frozen momentarily and I nibbled her ear. “Now, girl.”

She removed her clothing quickly. When she bent over to remove her pants and panties, I smelled her need. It was going to take a lot more control than I thought not to take her right away. She turned toward me and then immediately began to back away.

“Where… are you… going?” I walked towards her slowly.

“You look like you want to hurt me.” Her actions seemed fearful but her eyes and the way she nervously licked her lips told me that there was anticipation mixed in as well.

“I do want to hurt you,” I admitted.

She fell backward onto the bed and groaned. I smiled and continued my advance onto her. I stopped at the foot of the bed. She was breathtaking.

“Show me.”

She opened her legs and I could see her glistening and she hadn’t even parted her folds. She squirmed and it only pulled me further under her spell.

“More…” I could barely recognize my own voice it was so low.

She slid her fingers over her sex teasingly. Her fingers slid up and down her slit easily. She spread her pussy lips and stroked her clit slowly. Her fingers were coated in her juices and my mouth watered. She dipped one finger inside of her and arched her back when she moaned. Her other hand was playing with her nipple teasing it until the peak was hardened from stimulation.

I pulled the chair over to the foot of the bed and sat down. She watched me, watching her and it seemed to feed her arousal. Her fingers moved around her clit while she moved her hips to the same rhythm. I stood up and leaned closer to pull her body to the edge of the bed. Her fingers froze when she realized what I was doing. I sat down and put each of her feet on the arms of the chair with her ass on the edge of the bed. She was open to my perusal.

“Continue, baby girl.”

She was nervous now. No more teasing. She knew that this was real and there was no backing out. Well…

“You have a safe word if you need it.”

“You mean, ‘red’?”

“That’s exactly what I mean.”

She hesitated for a moment longer than I wanted so I leaned forward taking a long lick of her. She cried out and I held her thighs still as I delved in further. Fuck she was delicious. I sucked her clit into my mouth and let my tongue do the rest. I flicked it, caressed it, and even flattened my tongue against her while adding a bit of pressure before sucking her again.

“Please!” She begged.

I pulled back and waited for her to resume her play. “Finish what you started.”

Her body shivered and I knew it wasn’t because of the temperature in here. I smacked her thigh and she gasped. She went back to her original task of pleasing that pretty pussy of hers.

She was a beautiful sight to take in as she pleased herself. Her fingers were coated with her desire and the more she teased, more of her became saturated with her passion. She penetrated her sex with her fingers taking her closer to the edge. I leaned forward and kissed her thighs while sliding my fingers closer to her heat.

While her fingers were inside, I inserted two of mine. When she withdrew, her fingers I went deeper. Then I withdrew and her fingers replaced mine. We continued until she was so close to the edge of bliss that she was breathless and pleading. She wanted more. She wanted to come.

“Please… Please… Please…”

I withdrew her fingers and added a third of mine. She was nice and wet. Ready. Primed. I lowered my head and took her into my mouth again. Her hands were in my hair and I growled. She pulled away and I looked up at her.

“Don’t touch me.”

“But…”

I lowered my head and she moaned loudly. Her hands fisted the sheets while I worked her over with my mouth and fingers. Her body shook and I knew she was close. I leaned up again and looked at her until her eyes met mine.

“You don’t have permission to come.”

“What?!”

Back to my assertions on her body. I amped up the movements of my fingers and my assault on her clit with my tongue grew lazily and long. She loved it.

“Pleaaaaaaaaaaaase!”

I tuned her out and focused on her building orgasm. I curled my fingers finding her g-spot and tapped it rhythmically. Her quieting murmurs were full blown cries of pleasure that echoed throughout the room. She moved her hips against my face and bucked hard.

“Noooooooo! Please…. Please… Please…”

She inched away from me and I crawled after her not releasing her from my mouth and fingers. I could hear the tears in her pleas. She needed this and I planned to make her work for it. Work just as hard as it had taken me to keep from fucking her every time that she bated me into a frustrated mess.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and held her in place while I exerted my renewed frustrations with her. Her hands found my hair and she pushed my head away. It’s not that she didn’t want it. It was quite the opposite. But she was a good girl and she wanted to please me. I growled loudly at her and she shook hard as she fought the orgasm that was taking control of her. Her hands fisted my hair instead and pulled me to her body. She was succumbing to my desires and had no clue. I wanted her to break the rules. It gave me another reason to punish her.

She screamed her release and I held her giving her false security. She relaxed against me as the sensations took over. Sated she drifted… She had no idea that I was just getting started.

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Posted on January 2, 2017September 15, 2017 by Jade Royal — 6 Comments

1.2.2017: Does She Know?

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Does She Know?

Her legs were over my shoulders and my face was buried deep inside her cunt. Every woman has her own distinctive taste and M’lady, well… hers was delicious. I don’t know if it was a result of her diet or how she took care of herself. Hell, it didn’t matter. Whatever it is that she’s doing, she needs to continue. I hummed when she gripped my shoulders digging her nails into my skin.

“Fingers…” She instructed.

She was wet. Fuck! My fingers slid inside of her easily and I knew just where to go. I arched my fingers but let the tips of them move back and forth drumming along her sweet spot.

“Uuuuuuh!” She moaned.

I continued sucking on her clit while fingering her sweetness. I was rock hard and she hadn’t done anything to me. Her excitement and arousal were enough. I did want to penetrate her with my shaft but I’d still die a happy man if she’d cum on my fingers and in my mouth.

Firm fingers gripped my hair and she pushed my head closer to her body. I couldn’t breathe but I didn’t give a fuck. I withdrew my fingers and then rotated them upwards to change the sensation.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeees!!!”

She bucked against my face and I knew she was coming. She gripped my shoulders tighter arching and flexing her hips into my mouth. My tongue stroked paths along her clit as I sucked. I’d written my name there a thousand times and I’d do it a thousand more if that’s what it took. She cried out and then screamed as she tipped the orgasmic scale.

She released me as her body succumbed into the sensations. I panted and kissed along her thighs until she was once again calm. She jumped down from the dresser and I caught her. She was still unsteady but seemed to have an agenda. She pushed against me until I fell back onto the bed. She crawled up my body and kissed me. It was rough and she was laying claim. She took my lips and I knew that she could taste herself. It seemed to make her even wilder and that shit was like gasoline to my fire.

Her hands rubbed along my body until she reached my erection. She stroked me with a firm grip and my hips arched into her hand. I couldn’t focus on her kisses and her hands. It required more air than I had. I pulled away panting and trying to regain control of myself but she didn’t allow me to go far.

“You liked sticking your face in my snatch, didn’t you?” She licked her lips and I moaned. She was teasing.

“Yes, Mistress.”

Her hand moved faster and I gasped. I turned my head to breathe into her neck but she was already lowering her head to the tip of my cock. I couldn’t watch. I closed my eyes and felt her hot mouth wrapped around me. She pulled me deep into her mouth and then used her hand to stroke the length of me that wouldn’t fit. Her hand moved from her lips down to the base of my shaft while she sucked and licked me. I wanted to slam more of it down her throat but I knew that would result in being disciplined.

I wanted more from her than these small sessions every other week. I wanted her collar around my neck as I satisfied every sexual fantasy that she creates. I knew I was hers but did she understand the extent of my feelings? When she pleased me this way all I could think about was whether it was enough for her too.

M’lady swallowed me and my head shot up off the bed. I was suspended there and I couldn’t breathe. Hot, tight, pulsing… Beads of sweat covered my forehead and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. A single finger slid back and toyed with the crinkled opening of my ass. I gripped the sheets and fought harder than I ever had before to speak. I needed to ask permission but…

“Mistress!”

Her finger penetrated me and I came hard. Stars lit up behind my eyes, shooting across the darkness. I don’t know how long it lasted, but when it ended I was spent. M’lady made her way back up my body and kissed my lips. She deepened the kiss and I could taste the semen that was still on her tongue. Never had she kissed me without swallowing everything. The kiss was slow and sensual, almost as if she was giving me a chance to get used to it. I tasted more of her than me and the mixture of the two of us along our tongues was intoxicating.

She pulled away first and kissed my neck. “You’re fucking delectable.”

I smiled, warmed at her words. “Yes, Mistress. Thank you.”

Her hand moved up to my neck and she gripped the base of it waiting for my reaction. I looked into her eyes as my breathing slowed. I trusted her. She knew when enough was enough. She bit my ear and then kissed my lips.

“Fucking spectacular.”

I blushed but watched her. She exhaled and then sat up on the edge of the bed. She was withdrawing and I wasn’t ready for that. Please no… I slid to the floor and kneeled at her feet humbling myself. I didn’t speak and neither did she.

After a bit, she began playing in my hair and I rested my head on her knee content. The silence stretched on but I enjoyed every second that she gave me. Treasured each moment because I didn’t know when our time would be up. I hoped never.

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Posted on December 26, 2016January 9, 2017 by Jade Royal — 7 Comments

12.26.2016: Fuckin’ Christmas Gift

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Fuckin’ Christmas Gift

I’ve watched Him all night talking to his colleagues and superiors at the company Christmas party. I should have been focused on meeting people and conversing but I was too distracted by him. He wore a navy blue cable knit cardigan, pale blue button down, and tan colored slacks. He had a way of making something more casual seem sophisticatedly sexy. Was it me or was it hot in here?

“Are you okay?” The woman to my right asked.

“Uh, yes. I just… I need something to drink. I’ll be right back.”

I walked to the bar and took the moment to try to get myself together. I sat on the seat that was closest to the end of the bar. I pulled out my compact to take a quick glimpse and wasn’t shocked to see the reddened hues in my complexion shining through.

Arms circled my waist and facial hair grazed my neck. I closed my eyes, relaxing into his embrace. Only one man had the ability to keep my libido sizzling and ready for more. He was the man I’d stared at all night. I lift my hand to his bearded face and stroked the soft hair.

“Did you order me a drink as well?” His voice was low and dangerously deep.

“I haven’t ordered anything, yet,” I confessed.

“He’s waiting for your order.” He kissed behind my earlobe and my toes curled.

Without opening my eyes, I responded. “Guinness black and a Christmas White Russian.”

“Water while you wait?” The bartender asked.

I opened my eyes but they felt heavy with lust. “Yes, please.”

The bartender placed a bottle of water on the counter and before I could accept it, He took it and began drinking. The entire time he held me in place against him. Half gone, he held it out to me. I took it but almost crushed the bottle to bits when his cool lips caressed my neck and then his tongue licked icy circles in the same spot. I pulled away and looked into his eyes pleading for him not to do this here.

Yes, the people here were mostly drunk and not paying attention to anything but it was too much. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted him to lose himself in me for as long as he wanted. I didn’t want to sound desperate for his affections but I was.

“Your drinks.” The bartender sat down the drinks in front of us and He tipped him graciously.

He pulled a barstool close to mine and sat so close that one of my legs was between his and I could feel the muscles in his thighs. His fingers lazily stroked just above my knee as he enjoyed his beer. I knew he loved the way that my legs felt in nylons so I’d worn the navy sweater dress he’d bought, tights, and chocolate boots. He was discussing something that his boss mentioned but I couldn’t focus with his fingers sliding up my thigh and back. Those lazy circles had grown persistent and wider, higher.

“Did you not like your drink?”

“Hmm?” I asked confused.

“Your drink. You haven’t touched it. Is there something wrong with it?” He flashed that side grin of his and I knew that he was deliberately making fun of me.

I lifted the glass and put the straw to my lips. I sipped the drink until the glass was empty. I placed it back on the counter and looked him head on. “I’m ready to leave, now.”

He chuckled and stood. He put out his hand and I accepted. I got down from the seat and the rush from the alcohol chose that moment to kick in and I stumbled towards him a bit. It wasn’t my first drink of the night, but it was the first one I’d ordered for myself and it was stronger than the others.

“Easy there.” He spoke for only my ears.

“Yes, Sir.” I lifted my head begging for a kiss with my eyes as they caressed the sight of his lips.

He chuckled. “You sure about that?”

“Yes, Sir. I’m sure.”

“Hold still.” He lifted my chin a bit higher and leaned into my lips. He pulled my top lip into both of his. He sucked and pulled at it before invading my mouth with his tongue. I lifted towards him for more but he pulled away and kissed my lips again.

“Let’s get you into bed, shall we?”

I nodded, unable to speak.

We left the party room of the hotel in a hurry and he didn’t acknowledge any of the voices that called after him. My vision blurred as he led the way to the car… Wait… He pressed the button to a nearby elevator and it opened immediately. He pulled me inside and against his chest as the door closed. He took my mouth hard and I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him in closer. The elevator dinged and he let go of me apprehensively. He pulled a key from his back pocket and lead us to room 604.

Inside, the door barely closed before he had me against the wall with my legs wrapped around his waist. He pulled my sweater up to my hips and he groaned at the material keeping him from being inside of me. I knew what would happen and I couldn’t let it. He’d ruined multiple pairs of tights this way. I pulled away from his mouth and pushed against his shoulders.

“If you let me down, I’ll take them off for you,” I whispered.

He growled. “I don’t want to let you down.” I felt his fingers curling inward. He was going to rip them.

“Please… I’ll be quick.”

He groaned and set me on my feet slowly. I inched away from him and then removed my boots and tights. He stepped towards me and I removed my panties as well. An animalistic noise rumbled from deep in his chest startling me. I don’t know why, but I ran.

He caught me quickly and pushed me onto the bed. I rolled onto my back just as he was climbing on. He pushed my legs open and leaned over me, capturing my hands and pinning them above my head. Shit! He used his other hand to unfasten his pants and free his thickness. Seconds later he was pushing inside me.

“Fuck!” I cried out.

He smacked the outside of my thigh and then pulled my hips closer to his. He was so deeply seated that I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. He paused to remove his sweater and shirt before pinning me again pumping his flesh into mine. He tried to move deeper and deeper inside of me each time that he withdrew. Hard, deep, and wild strokes. I cried out from the pain and pleasure getting lost as he branded me with his hips. My body shook as I tried to accept him. It was too much too fast and I couldn’t keep up.

The hand not holding my hands gripped the base of my neck near my shoulder. He leaned down and took my mouth while his tempo moved quicker. I whimpered. There was no way that I’d be able to walk after this. Sounds of arousal meeting stiffness echoed through the room indicating just how much I was enjoying his dominance over my body.

He grunted and shivered when I gripped him tighter inside me. He liked it, but the unexpected event threw him off. I waited until he was back on track before I did it again.

“Ooooh!” He responded.

Not easing up this time, I flexed around him continuously. His hold onto my wrists grew tighter and I knew I’d be bruised later. I knew he was close but instead of giving in, he lifted off me and flipped me onto my stomach.

“Hold on.” He growled.

I gripped the pillow just as he entered me again. He raised my ass up higher than my head and took refuge.

I gasped loudly. He was… My legs trembled as he hit the most delicious spot repeatedly. I tried to speak but the air was knocked from my lungs. His firm grip on my hips kept me from being able to pull away. I clawed at the pillows trying to run out of reach. I knew my attempts were feeble but…

My body vibrated and quaked while he pushed me closer and closer to the edge. There was nothing that I could do to stop the orgasm that was bound to drown me. I screamed and pleaded for something, anything, and everything.

“Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase!”

“You don’t think it’s so amusing when the tables are turned, do you? Do you?!”

“Nooooo!” I whined and the tears rolled down my face unashamed.

He smacked my ass repeatedly taking things up a notch. My eyes widened and I knew I was doomed. I couldn’t stop the waves threatening to take over and I for the love of god, I couldn’t remember if I could swim.

He grabbed my hair and pulled. My back arched into him and the pain was blinding. I screamed loud because it was the final straw, tipping me over into a world of ecstasy that he’d created.

I collapsed but he still moved inside of me seeking his own relief. The mattress helped to keep me in place as sought his relief, submitting to his will. Another soul wrenching orgasm geared up and I was too weak to hold it back. His mouth was beside my ear and he panted his desires there.

“So good! So… ah! Good… Baby… take me… fucking… oh! Take me.”

I nodded giving in to him. I couldn’t deprive him if I wanted to.

“Cum for me girl. Give me more as fuck you. You need this, don’t you?”

“Yes!” I begged for more. Was I insane? No, I was his. I always needed more of him.

“God da…” His words were strangled and he grunted hard before the wind was knocked from him.

His strokes became more focused yet short and shallow. He was coming and I rode that high as well. My grip on the pillow slipped from the tingling sensations and I came hard. He pulled me closer to him as he emptied his seed into my willing body.

Time stood still as I focused on keeping my heart into my chest. Breathing wasn’t something that I could manage without more spasms racking my body. He laid beside me and pulled me into his arms. Somehow, that made things easier. My eyes closed and I drifted to sleep.

Hours later, I woke to my nipples being savored by his mouth. I slid my hand through his hair and pulled his face to mine. I kissed him and he rolled me on top of him, not breaking the dance of our lips. He pulled off my sweater and already unhooked bra. He’d obviously been busy while I was asleep. His pants were no longer on his hips making us both fully naked. He lifted my hips and slowly I slid down onto his shaft.

“Ride me.” He commanded.

I placed my hands flat on his chest and began riding him slow.

“Good… good girl.” He moaned. His eyes closed and satisfaction was written all over his face. I beamed at being able to please my man and give him what he desired.

“Yes, Sir.”

His hands gripped my ass while I rode him harder. He lifted his body to reach mine and I moved my hands up to his shoulders. I held on as he controlled our movements. The steady trot became a gallop to meet his demands. This wasn’t about me but instead satisfying his needs. I held on tighter as it grew increasingly difficult to stay on pace. He held me still as he took over and rode me from underneath.

“Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir!”

“Hold on for me, girl. Just a little more.” He hissed when I tensed, gripping him tighter.

“Just like that… just like…” He moaned loud and it seemed to come from deep inside him as he released into me once again.

Feeling his release, I let go as well, collapsing on top of him.

“Fuck, girl!” He shouted. He then chuckled and sighed in relief. “Merry Christmas, baby.”

I smiled thinking that was the best gift I could have received. “Merry Christmas, Sir.”

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Posted on November 10, 2016February 9, 2017 by Jade Royal — Leave a comment

Fucking Writer’s Block

Fucking Writer’s Block

Writer’s block. I hated the bitch. She had a way of taking all of my creative energy and turning it into shit. Ideas that started off as genius turned into a cluster fuck of “umms” and “uhs”. I threw wadded up pieces of paper at the computer screens saying the hell with it all. I’d tried paper to pen, typing, and even fucking voice recording. None of it was helping. I read the screen and my anger inched higher on the go “fuck yourself” meter.

Editor: Get out and get some fresh air.

“Fuck you.” I barked at the screen.

I swirled around in circles as I warred with the stuck words in my brain. The fuckers just wouldn’t flow. I jumped up and paced the room becoming more anxious as I walked. Maybe fresh air wasn’t a bad idea. I looked at the time as midnight seemed to approach much quicker than I wanted. I needed to put something on paper to get to give them.

Something moved quickly down the hall and I peeked to see my wife carrying a basket of laundry to the wash room. I tilted my head when I noticed that she was wearing my favorite boy shorts. They cupped her ass just right teasing me. Only the bottom of her cheeks peeked out making my fingers inch to grab them.

Her hair was wet indicating that she’d recently showered. She was lethal right now. Clean, barely clothed, and I could smell the cherry lotion she always wore. My mouth watered as I thought about tasting her sweetness. No matter how long we’ve been together, she still made me ache for her like we’d just met. I just couldn’t get enough. I took my shirt and jeans off and threw them into the chair. If I needed a distraction, she was fucking it. No better way to make sex sell than to experience it.

I rounded the corner as she was putting clothes in the dryer. She was bent over and spread nicely for me. I walked behind her and positioned us just right for the deed. I rubbed my hardness against her softness and she moaned.

“Lyle, what are you doing?” She asked.

“If you can’t guess, you’ll find out soon.”

“You should be working. You have a book to sell.” She added. Her protests sounded sincere but her sultry voice told me that her interest was piqued.

“I have to write the book before I can sell it.” I slid my finger along the edges of her shorts and her objection was caught behind the whimper that was released.

“Lyle…”

“Yeah…” My voice was just as raspy as hers was lusty.

Jaye stood and put her hands against my chest to push me away but her attempt was feeble. “Go write.”

“I will when I’m done.”

I moved towards her and she backed away. I continued until she was against the wall with nowhere to go.

“Shit.” She swore under her breath.

“Damn right.”

I leaned forward kissing her neck at the same time that I lifted her thigh. She lifted her hand to my head holding me close to her. I flexed my hips toward her and she hissed. My patience was running thin. I wanted inside of her. I needed to lose myself into her to rid the demons that blocked the creativity. I wanted to pound my frustrations into her willing flesh. She had the power to heal me and I needed to take refuge.

I lifted her and she wrapped both of her legs around my waist. Her heat beaconed me to enjoy her wetness. I pulled the skin at her neck with my teeth and she groaned. Her fingernails raked my back and I shivered. She knew just how much I liked that. I slid my hand down to her pussy and I teased her through the drenched material covering her.

I kissed up her neck until I reached her ear. I pulled on it with my teeth and whispered into her ear.

“I need you, baby. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes!” She cried out.

“Good, girl.”

Using the wall to hold her up, I freed my erection. I pulled her shorts down her ass and over her hips. They rode her thighs but her cunt was available for the taking. I teased her folds with the tip of my erection until she rocked against me. Yeah, she wanted it too.

I inched inside of her and liquid heat welcomed me. I put one hand on the wall to brace our bodies. Damn she felt good. Her arms wrapped tighter around my neck when I withdrew from her.

“Noooooooo…” She begged.

I sighed in content. “Baby, I’m not going anywhere.”

I sheathed all of me inside of her in one upsweep.

“Ah! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeees!” She roared.

I lowered my hands to grip her thighs holding her in place while I moved in and out of her. Her body quenched my thirst as I fucked her into submission. She gripped me flexing her vaginal muscles and it was my turn to roar.

I growled contentment and she purred in response. The dance we’d perfected over time was in motion and we didn’t miss one beat. Needing to feel more of her, I slammed her hips into mine challenging her to take more.

“Oh, yes! Lyle, that feels soo… soo… sooo good!”

“Mhm…”

Sweat dripped down the center of my back and between her breasts, reminding me of how much I wanted to taste her. I turned and sat her on top of the dryer. I withdrew completely and disposed of both pairs of our bottoms. I lifted her legs putting them on my shoulders. Her hands held onto my head as I lowered it to taste her.

“Mmmmmm!!!”

I spread her wider giving me access to devour all of her. I French kissed her there until light shakes became thunderous tremors.

“Lyle, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!” She begged.

Lifting my head I found her lips. She kissed me eagerly, wanting the orgasm that I’d denied her. I inched my shaft inside and then out before slamming back home. Pulling her body closer to the edge of the dryer, I held back nothing. She arched into me and I went deeper. I pulled her hair exposing her neck. Kissing, nipping, biting and licking all of the exposed skin, I branded her mine once again. Her nails bit into my skin, piercing my back, marking me as hers.

“Jaye, so good. Perfect. Mine.”

“Yours! Mmm… Please!” She cried and pleaded at the same time.

“Come for me, baby!”

Jaye’s cunt gripped me tightly as she shattered. The firm hold pulled me right down the orgasmic tunnel with her. I growled loudly and grunted out my release. Fuck she was amazing.

Panting like we’d just completed a marathon, I rested my head on her shoulder. Her arms held her up but she shook from the effort. I pulled her into me and carried her to our bed, never disengaging from her. I fell backward onto the bed and she rested her head onto my chest enjoying me as much as I, her. I closed my eyes savoring the moment.

A flurry of scenes assaulted me. Ones I’d seen before but there was a new element. My eyes popped open and I was welcomed with darkness. I looked over to see the clock indicating that between sleep and the extracurricular, I’d been away from the writing lab for three and a half hours. The voices of characters yelling their stories to me grew louder.

Gingerly, I rolled Jaye onto the bed and kissed her beautiful face, disentangling from her. When I was finished writing, I’d be back for more of her loving. I hadn’t finished tasting her sweet body but when the voices called, I answered.

I sat at the desk and the computer came alive as if it knew of my arrival. The blank document stared at me and the cursor flashed insistently. My fingers began typing. The words flowed allowing me to finally create something more than anger. Three chapters later, I sent the unedited documents to my editor for feedback. Feeling great about the renewed energy, I closed the laptop and headed to the bedroom.

I climbed in bed and Jaye curled around me instinctively. Yes, this is where I belonged. I kissed her shoulder and she moaned lightly. Her scent enveloped me and I knew that she was in for a long night. I pulled one of her nipples into my mouth and she mewled.

“Again?” She asked barely alert.

“Yeah, again,” I confirmed.

“Yes, Sir.”

I growled and she shivered. Everything was going to be just fine as long as I had my muse. And she did a damned good job of inspiring.

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One Night

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Does She Know?

Inspired by Masturbation Monday

Fuckin’ Christmas Gift

Fucking Writer’s Block

This is Part 2. Part 1 can be found HERE!

This is Part 1. Part 2 will be released on 1/12/2017 for #DirtyFantasyThursday HERE. Stay tuned…