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Six Sentence Sunday #5

This is Laine and Melanie discussing a little blowout. This is from Eternal Bliss a work in progress. Enjoy!

“Kyle and I had,” she lowered her voice to a whisper and looked around, “we had sex five times and he ran out of condoms, so, we had to use one of my shower gag gift condoms and it broke.”

“Damn.” Was Mel’s opinion on the matter.

Laine sat back and took another bite of her breadstick, waiting patiently to order the largest chocolate dessert they had.

“Well, are you going to see him again?”

“Yes, he was the best I’ve ever had, well, right up until that lollipop glow-in-the-dark condom broke.”

Excerpt from Eternal Bliss a current work in progress

This excerpt is Kyle, Laine , Jeff and Melanie out having a super sexy dinner. It's hot, enjoy!

Kyle saw Jeff’s eyes bug out when he saw her. Laine had been right, Melanie was gorgeous. She was supermodel gorgeous. He also saw Melanie give Jeff a look of approval, so this would be a very interesting dinner. Somehow or another he thought Jeff and Melanie would make it to dessert and coffee. Kyle was stunned when Jeff offered his hand to her like a gentleman. Jeff was anything but a gentleman when it came to women. Hell, he couldn’t even remember half their names.

“Hi, everyone, I’m sorry I was late.”

“Not a problem,” Jeff said.

“Hi, I’m Kyle, Laine’s boy…man.” He didn’t care for the boy reference in the word boyfriend. He was anything but a boy.

“Hello, Laine’s boyman, I’m Mel.” He rolled his eyes at the nickname. He knew that was a mistake that would follow him now. He shuddered at the thought.

“I ordered you a white wine,” Laine said. She snagged a garlic roll and held the basket for Kyle. He took one and watched her.

Laine dipped her bread in the oil and herbs took a bite and closed her eyes, savoring the flavor. Kyle slipped his hand in his pocket and turned the vibe on low. Her eyes snapped open, looking shocked as well as turned on.

“What’s wrong Laine?” Melanie asked.

Kyle watched as her face turned a beautiful pink, and said, “I think she really loves the food here.”

Melanie turned to Kyle. “Boyman, I know she loves the food here, it’s our regular place to eat for lunch. I meant she looked like there was something wrong.”

Laine cleared her throat. “I’m fine Mel. I just had a bit of bread go down the wrong pipe.”

Kyle turned the vibe off and watched her relax. She was so beautiful when she was turned on.

The waiter brought the drinks, and took their orders. Laine and Mel ordered the lasagna, Kyle ordered the veal parmesan, and Jeff had the chicken parmesan.

Mel asked Jeff about being a fireman, and they were lost in their own conversation.

Laine turned her gaze on Kyle. He loved her more than ever. She was his perfect mate. He held his hand out to her, she twined her fingers with his and nothing needed to be said.

He could read every emotion she was struggling with in her eyes. She wanted to give in to the love he knew they shared, but she was still afraid. He guessed this David did a number on her. He still had to get her to trust him completely. She had to trust he would always see to her needs, always be there for her and love her until the end of time. Pops had told him, “Once he found the one woman that changed his life in the first meeting, she would be the one.” Kyle now understood what Pops had been talking about. He remembered Pops and Grams sharing a look he didn’t understand until now. Now, he knew they had been making love with their eyes. They had been promising each other everything.  They were sharing every unspoken feeling.

He realized what he had been missing for so long. He missed a life beyond himself, something that can’t be bought, or found just anywhere. It had to be earned. It gave him something to guard with his life, to fight for, to keep close to his heart. Laine.

He took a sip of his wine, and squeezed her hand.

Laine smiled at him and squeezed back.

Melanie’s voice broke through to him. “And what do you do in the fire department, Boyman?”

“It’s Kyle and right now I’m on the hose. I go into the fire. But, I might make lieutenant soon and get to order the guys around.” He looked at Jeff, who had a scowl on his face.

“I thought you didn’t want to take the promotion,” Jeff said.

“Well, I have other considerations in my life now.” He looked at Laine. He knew he’d have to earn more money to take care of her, even though she seemed richer than, Donald Trump. He wanted to take care of her and provide for her. He also had to think about his personal safety. Before her, it was okay if he went into a fire and was injured, but if he was going to be married he’d have to take care of himself.

Jeff signaled for the waiter, ordered a beer, and told the waiter to keep them coming.

Kyle wasn’t surprised. He’d just told Jeff without so many words, he had found the one.

The waiter showed up with a platter full of plates and a cheese grater. He placed the women’s plates first then Kyle and Jeff. He offered cheese, which Laine wanted a lot. Something else he learned about her.

 Her eyes lit up as she twirled a long string of melted cheese around her fork. As she took a bite, he turned on the vibe. The pure look of bliss she had as she chewed made him hard instantly. It was the same look she had on her face as they made love. “Is it good, sweetheart?”

She slanted her eyes at him. “You know it is, you sadistic bastard.” She retorted.

He laughed, he couldn’t help it. She was turned on, probably about to come, and he knew when she did, it would be hard to conceal.

He decided to give her the choice. “Would you like it less exciting?”

Without skipping a beat she said, “Nope, I like it the way it is.” She twirled another fork full of cheese, popped it in her mouth and whimpered. 

Kyle turned it up a notch, giving her all the little vibe had to give.

Laine gyrated in her seat, and said, “Ohmigod, this is so, so, so good, mmm, ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod good.” She threw her head back and blew out a breath.

Kyle knew that was it. He turned off the vibe, but couldn’t keep the smile off his face. He caught Jeff’s look of understanding.

Jeff shook his head, and started a conversation with Melanie, who dropped her fork in her plate and looked like she’d just seen the exorcist.

Kyle watched Laine come down from her orgasm, her grass green eyes had a glazed look about them, and her skin was flushed with a fine sheen of sweat. He wanted to hold her, but just held her hand. Just the fact she went through with it proved she was starting to trust him. He might just have all of her very soon. Maybe he should think about taking Grams wedding set out of his safety deposit box.

Flash Fiction Friday #1

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“I thought you wanted muffins.” Lani put the bowl on the counter for later, much later.

“I do,” Ben said. He squeezed her breasts with his hot palms, kneading each globe, eliciting small whimpers from her. “These muffins will suit me just fine.” He bent his head down and licked one taut nipple.

“Mmm, please don’t stop, that feels so good.” She arched her back pressing into him.

His cock was so hard he could hammer nails with it. “Ride me, baby/” He picked her up holding her against him rubbing her slit up and down his cock. “Fuck, yeah.”

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Play It Safe, But Play

A Short Story

This is a short I came up with today, based on the picture. Feel free to make up your own story and post.

“Where is he?” Drake asked holding her arms.

“I don’t know.” Melody answered.

“I’m going to punish you if you lie to me.” He tightened his grip on her arms.

“I don’t know where my husband is. I wouldn’t lie to you, Master.” She gasped through her teeth.

“Good girl.” He grazed her neck with his teeth, eliciting a whimper from her.

His cock was painfully engorged in its denim confines. He could hardly wait to be inside her sweet depths. They had been together playing games for years, never getting caught. She was his, and no other would ever take her as he did.

“Please, Master, I need you. I’m burning alive inside.” She arched her back, pushing her ass into his groin. He reached between her thighs, he noticed her clit was hard and her juices dampened her inner thighs. He looked over her shoulder noticing her breasts were heavy and her nipples taut.

“Lay across the bed with your sweet ass in the air.” His cock twitched with anticipation. He watched as she crawled across the bed spreading wide for him. He could see the glistening of her juices covering her bare pussy. She was ready, more than ready and so was he.

He crawled up behind her, lowered his head and licked her from front to back, grazing her clit. She backed up into him seeking more pleasure. He smacked her ass, a warning to be still.

“Please, sir.” She backed up again.

Smack!

“Do I have to punish you? You’re being a bad little girl, Melody. Hold still or I’ll turn this sweet little ass of yours rosy-red.” He leaned down and licked her again. He loved the little mewling sounds she made and could never tire of hearing them.

 He flipped on his back and pulled her down on his face, sucking her clit into his mouth. The salty-sweet flavor of her desire burst on is tongue, making his mouth water. Damn, he loved her. Loved the silky smoothness of her skin and the warmth he would soon sink himself into. He would feel the tight grip of her delicate muscles grasping  him.

“Mmm,” he hummed giving her a vibrating tongue.

“Yes, please don’t stop, Master.” She bucked her hips with his rhythm, chanting his name over and over again.

He opened her pussy, sinking two thick fingers into her depths. She squealed and bucked, riding them. He fucked her with his fingers as he sucked her clit back into his mouth and she flew apart in his arms, screaming his name. Her whole body quaked and shook with her orgasm.

 He left her long enough to strip from his jeans and return to sink inside of her in one long languid stroke, making them both moan. He grabbed her hips, thrust inside her wildly and left his mark on her hips.

He wouldn’t last long the first time around today. It was a good thing they had the all day to play. He planned to take her over and over until they were both so satiated they couldn't move.

“Tell me who you want inside this sweet pussy.” He gritted out through clenched teeth. His orgasm wasn’t far away. Just a few more pumps and he would be done for the first round.

“Only you, Master,” she said in a half moan. She pressed back against him, forcing more of him in.

He slid a hand around to her clit and rubbed her hard little nubbin in rapid circles. She bucked against him wildly, coming apart. Her channel squeezed and gripped him, sending him over the edge with her, milking him of every drop.

He backed out and laid on his side, pulling her into him. “Damn, baby, you wear me out.”

“Mmm, you wear me out too, honey. I love playing games with you. Happy anniversary, I love you.”

“Happy anniversary, babe.” He kissed her temple. “I love you and I’m so glad I married you.”

Exerpt from Eternal Bliss a current wip

This scene is Laine and Melanie in Victoria's Secret. Enjoy!

“What the hell is going on with my ass?” Laine asked looking over her shoulder into the fitting room mirror. “This thing makes my ass look like biscuits popping from a cracked can. Tell me again why we’re here?” Laine asked her best friend Melanie.

Melanie giggled. “We’re here to find you a sexy outfit for the hot fireman that felt you up.”

Laine took another look at her rear, and said, “Well this one isn’t it.” She took it off as quickly as she could, and tried on the next teddy. “You know Victoria’s Secret is that she has a very small butt unlike mine. My ass couldn’t keep a secret if you crammed it up to my eyeballs.”

“Eww, that’s a nice image to burn into my brain. It’s always so much fun shopping with you,” she said sarcastically.

“Well, Mel, not all of us have your perfect hourglass figure. I seem to have about an hour and a half.” Laine turned and checked the mirror. “Oh, I think this black lace one will do,” she said with enthusiasm.

“It’s about time you found something.”

Laine had just shimmied out of the garment, when her phone rang playing Pachelbel’s Cannon. “Hi Jules, what did you find out?”

“I have the names and photos of everyone in the firehouse. Do you want me to send it to your phone?”

“Oh, yes, please?”

“Consider it done.”

“Thanks Jules, what would I do without you?”

“Go out of business and starve,” Julie teased.

“You’re probably right you know.”

“What’s going on? What am I missing?” Melanie asked from the stall next door.

“She’s sending me the files on the hot firemen.”

“Yummy, I want to see, just let me get dressed.” Laine heard the shuffle of clothes and then a knock on her door. She wasn’t worried about Mel seeing her in her underwear; they’d been best friends since elementary school. She let Mel in, and the pictures started downloading. None of them looked familiar until Steve, then a dirty blonde she remembered around the car, his name was Jeff Beckley. Then there he was, Kyle Logan. His name was one hell of a lot sexier than Pete.

“Is that Mr. Orgasm?”

“Mmm hmm, that’s him. Sexy, right?”

“Good Lord, I might set a fire just to get his attention.”

“You’ll do no such thing, he’s mine. You can have the blonde one, Jeff.”

“He is cute, maybe we could double.”

She stared at the tiny screen, noting his strong jaw line, and those ice blue eyes. Heat pooled between her thighs, remembering his scorching touch. “Yeah, maybe. I just hope he’ll agree to dinner. I wasn’t exactly sweet when we met.” She grimaced.

“I still can’t believe you ran into a bus staring at his…assets.”

“Hey, you weren’t there. He was very distracting.” She shoved her phone at Mel, and pulled on her clothes. Mel switched the screen back to the blonde, and studied him.

“He is really cute,” Mel said. She traced his face with her finger. She elbowed Laine. “So what are you waiting for? Give him a call, and get us laid.”

“God, Mel.  Do you have to be so crass?” She checked herself in the mirror, reapplied her lip gloss, touched up the makeup covering her bruised cheek and went and paid for her teddy.

Mel handed her phone back, whispering, “You would be crass too, if it had been four years for you.”

The checkout lady folded the teddy, placing it in a pink bag and handed her credit card back. “Are you interested in a Victoria’s Secret, charge account?”

“No thank you. But, you could tell Victoria a secret for me.” She cupped her hand around her mouth. “Tell her not everyone is a size zero.”

The lady frowned, and thrust the bag at her. She took it and they headed out into the mall.

Laine checked her watch. “Alright Mel, I have to get back to work.” They air kissed each other and left.

Six Sentence Sunday #4

This is a scene with Laine and her best friend Melanie, trying on outfits at Sluts-R-Us. Oops, I mean Victoria's Secret.

“What the hell is going on with my ass?” Laine asked looking over her shoulder into the fitting room mirror. “This thing makes my ass look like biscuits popping from a cracked can. Tell me again why we’re here?” Laine asked her best friend Melanie. 

 “We’re here to find you a sexy outfit for the hot fireman that felt you up.”

Excerpt from Eternal Bliss

This is a love scene with Laine and Kyle from Eternal Bliss a current work in progress

“Good enough. Now get over here and do with me what you will.”

That was all the invitation he needed. “Yes, ma’am. I hope you’re ready for some hard lovin’”

“I can see it’s hard already.” He approached the bed and Laine stroked the length of his erection through his jeans.

“Dammit, woman, I can’t believe what you do to me.”

“As long as you like what I do to you, we’ll get along just fine.”

His dick was painfully hard, getting zipper tracks on the underside as they spoke.

“I love what you do to me and what you’re going to do for me right now.”

She looked into his ice-blue eyes. “And what is it I’m going to do?”

He gave her a devilish smile. “You’re going to undo my pants and use that pretty little mouth of yours to pleasure me.”

She smiled back at him. “Yes, sir.”

“I like it when you call me sir. Keep that up.”

She sat up and reached for his belt. He hissed through his teeth when her delicate fingers grazed the tip of his cock. She fumbled with the button, making him want to help her, but he refrained, enduring this exquisite torture.  Finally she pulled down the zipper releasing him from his denim confines. She caught him with her hand, staring at the bulbous head, licking her lips.

“Damn, baby, I might not last long in that gorgeous little mouth of yours.”

Her pink tongue darted out licking the tiny bead of pre-come from the slit. He swore under his breath, feeling her velvety tongue licking him, loving his cock. He had no idea she would be so enthusiastic.

She took the head into her mouth, sucking his soul out through his dick.

He groaned. “Yeah, baby, that’s it, suck me.” Damn, he was in love with her. He knew in his soul he could never find a better fit for him than Laine. He just hoped he’d be able to convince her of the same thing. They were a perfect match.  

The sound of wet slurping filled the room. He watched her head bobbing back and forth, her cheeks hollowing on the upstroke, and puff out on the down stroke. His fingers stabbed through her hair, grabbing a handful and pulling her mouth off of him before he exploded.

She looked confused. “I don’t want to come in your mouth Lainey. I want to come in your tight little pussy.”

He toed off his boots, and slipped out of his pants that were around his ankles. He slipped his t-shirt over his head, and tossed it carelessly to the floor.

He crawled onto the bed next to her, and kissed her senseless, their tongues licking and exploring each other’s mouths. He could taste his salty wild taste on her tongue. They were both breathless when they came up for air. His large palm caressed her breast making her nipple pucker. She moaned with delight.

He took her nipple in hand rolling it between his fingers, getting a small squeak of pleasure. Her eyes were closed, but he wanted her to watch him.

“Lainey, open your eyes and watch me.” She opened her heavy lidded eyes, and looked down to her nipple. He dipped his head nipping it through the lacey material then soothing it with his tongue.

“Mmm, oh that feels so good, please don’t stop, sir.”

He palmed her pussy feeling her slick arousal through the material. “You’re so wet baby. I think we’re ready to get this thing off of you. You’re a bit over dressed for my taste.”

He pulled the strap off of her shoulder exposing one pert breast. Her perfect pink nipple was already taut, and ready. She slipped the other strap off her shoulder pushed the teddy down lifted her butt, and pushed it off.

“I’m ready for you, sir.”

His cock twitched at sir. He snagged a condom from his pants pocket, ripped it open with his teeth and rolled it on. He didn’t want to wait one more second to be in her wet heat. He situated himself between her legs, fitted himself to her hole, and pushed in balls deep. They both hissed through their teeth. She closed her eyes again.

“Lainey keep your eyes on me. Let me see those grass green eyes.”

She immediately complied.

“Good girl.” His strokes were uneven and halting. He was on the verge of coming, but had to hang on. He paused. “Look down and see how we fit together. We’re a perfect match baby.”

She propped herself up on her elbows looking down at where they were connected.

He was happy for the moment to gain his control. He watched her face flush as she saw him stretching her open wide.

He lifted her knees and pushed in hard eliciting a moan from her. He draped her legs over his shoulders and thumbed her clit. Rubbing in circles had her squirming under him. He kept up his sensual assault on her hard nubbin and pinched slightly and she shattered beneath him. Her sheath hugged him tight, rippling in small quakes, milking him of his own release. He collapsed on top of her, and then rolled to the side. His heartbeat was hammering so much in his chest it felt like it would break through his ribcage.

“Whew, babe you wore me out already. I’ll need at least a half hour before I can do it again.”

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