The Curse [mmf, creampie, transformation, slut] (Fantastically Filthy Fantasies Vol. 3)

Frat boy Nick wakes up after a hard night of drinking and discovers that he's somehow stuck inside the body of a sultry blonde aerobics instructor. Even worse, once his friends arrive, he finds himself increasingly aroused by them, and is unsure how long he can hold out before he does something he might regret.

This story is roughly 6000 words long, and involves an mmf with an exceptionally slutty girl (who went to bed a boy), and oral and vaginal creampies.

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“…Hello? I didn’t know that Nick had a guest over,” he smiled, all of his slimy frat-boy attitudes immediately vanishing. It wasn’t that he wasn’t a handsome guy, but the way that he was looking at Nick made her fairly uncomfortable.

Nick smiled, and fumbled for an answer.

“Oh, hi, um… I’m Nick’s friend. From down the hall,” Nick smiled, extending her hand and shaking Danno’s in a rather masculine way.

“Ah, right. Well, I didn’t know he had a guest over. So, when do you expect him back?” he asked, eyebrow raised.

“Well,” the gorgeous blonde began, “I’m not sure. I think he had a lot of business at the bank, so I’m here now. I’ll tell him to call you when he gets in?”

“Ah, cool, we’ll chill here for a while.” Danno replied, a devilish gleam in his eye.

“We?” Nick asked.

“Yeah, our boy Farrell’s stopping by, we usually grab a pizza pie downtown the night after the bars,” pausing briefly before adding with a wink, “you can come along if you want.”

Gross! Is my best friend hitting on me? Nick thought to herself.

“Ha… well, maybe, but I dunno,” Nick tried to back out of the offer.

“I respect that. So, may I ask…” he began. Nick knew exactly what came next, because he’d been Danno’s wingman more times than he could count. “...are you and he, like, a thing? I only ask because you’re clearly far above anything that fool could sweet-talk on his own.”

Nick didn’t know why, but the comment made her giggle, soft and sweetly. She covered her mouth, as she tried to reply, “Oh no, he’s just a wonderful friend,” before adding that she was single indefinitely, in hopes of giving Danno the hint.

“Ah, my heart weeps for all of man-kind, m’lady,” Danno announced, theatrically sweeping his hands back, “because you are one damn fine woman.”

When her best friend leaned on the “w” in woman, shivers ran along her flesh. She was intrigued, but had no idea why. She blushed.

“Oh… really? You think so?” Nick wanted to hear more of what Danno thought of her. No harm in that, right?

The increasingly attractive man shot her a rakish look. “Of course. Trust me, I see a lot of girls in this big city of ours, and I bet most of ‘em would kill just to look like you, even for one day.”

His words washed over Nick like a warm, soothing embrace on a chilly winter afternoon. She needed more.

Danno leaned against the wall. “Hell, you just hopped out of the shower, and look at you,” he assured her as his eyes danced along her body.

She didn’t know why, or even how, but his words had an almost magical effect on her. Nick wasn’t even aware of it, but her big, deep chocolate eyes were giving Danno a tempting, smouldering glance.

Danno blushed slightly and cleared his throat. His charms were usually not so effective.

“Heh, so… uh, how about this weather eh? Hot out there…” he joked.

Seductive and pleading, Nick’s gaze bore a hole straight through him.

“Very. I’m incredibly hot right now,” she replied, thumbs hooked around the elastic waist of her track pants, exposing a smooth and toned belly.

Danno smirked. “I’ll bet.”

Instead of saying anything, she bit her lip in the most alluring manner possible as she blinked at him.

“You some kinda bad girl or something?” he asked, his heart beating hard.

“The worst.”

The Dinner Guest [ffm, tranny, oral sex, anal creampie] (Fantastically Filthy Fantasies Vol. 2)

Brian and his girlfriend Linda have hit a sexual slump, and they think the solution to their problems might be found in Mia, Linda's hot and exotic co-worker. They invite her over to their loft for drinks before a night of clubbing, but when things heat up, Brian discovers a big surprise about the shy Brazilian girl.

This story is roughly 7000 words long, and involves ffm with a tranny, really hot oral sex, and an anal creampie.

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Brian allowed himself a gentle laugh. After all, he didn’t want to seem too eager.

Linda gave his thigh a playful squeeze, and then pulled back. She glanced at him with menace in her eye.

“Uh oh,” she said in feigned shock, her hand covering her mouth playfully.

Mia seemed puzzled. “Oh no Linds, everything is okay?”

Brian observed his girlfriend quizzically, unsure.

“I think,” Linda spoke, as she silently crept alongside of him, “that someone has a little problem.”

Mia looked genuinely concerned.

Brian wasn’t sure what his girlfriend was playing at.

“Yep,” Linda continued, “cause I don’t wanna wait for the pizza, but I’m hungry now.” She glanced up at her boyfriend with a devilish grin.

Lowering her gaze, she began to paw at the obviously hard cock barely hidden under the dark denim of his jeans. “You’ve been holdin’ out, mister,” she said as she drunkenly began to work the zipper.

Brian was utterly paralyzed with fear and delight as his blood thundered in his veins. He leaned his head back upon the soft plush of the couch when he felt Linda’s cool hand grasp his throbbing, heated member. The head of his cock was already sheathed in precum, from an entire afternoon of filthy fantasies in his head. Finally, Linda gave it a few hard squeezes, causing him to moan softly.

“My my,” Mia said softly to herself, as her gazed fixed upon the naughty events unfolding in front of her. Linda glanced up at her friend and saw the dark-eyed Brazilian girl was running her tongue wetly along her lips in anticipation.

Eyes closed, Brian said nothing.

“So, what happens if I’m hungry too? Is there enough for me?” Mia asked, her accent thick and lusty in Brian’s ears.

“Of course,” Linda cooed, “I always share my toys with my friends.”

Unsure if he was dreaming, Brian looked down to fully appreciate what he was about to receive. As Mia knelt down in front of him, her miniskirt hiked up giving Brian a peek of her gauzy pink panties. Tanned, exotic features or not, Brian could see that Mia was in fact blushing heavily, as she leaned toward his exposed cock. Linda was splayed on the couch next to him, her legs playfully kicked up behind her.

Sweeping her sandy blonde hair to one side, Linda observed the pained anticipation upon her boyfriend’s face. Then, without a moment’s notice, Linda wetly slurped her boyfriend’s cock into her hot little mouth.

Brian moaned softly.

Linda closed her eyes, as she always did and began to suck deeply on his shaft.

Mia, however, looked up at him with her smouldering dark eyes when her wet little tongue began to tease him. She softly brushed her dark hair from her face and began to tickle his shaft, and suck at his balls.

Brian glanced down in awe: of all the times he’d secretly fantasized about it, he never though that he’d ever see Mia and Linda, cheek to cheek, hungrily devouring his cock.

The girls exchanged knowing glances at one another as they worked Brian’s meat with their eager little mouths. Giggly Linda, unable to contain herself, hummed pleasingly through his cock, causing him to shudder with delight.

Linda popped Brian’s cock wetly out of her mouth, and with a big sticky grin on her face, offered it to Mia.
The sun-kissed girl’s lashes fluttered seductively, as her dark brown eyes locked with Brian’s. Through the faintest of smiles, she made a little o around the head of his slippery shaft, and silently inhaled it without a sound.

Mia was good, damned good. The suction she could maintain was incredible, far more than Linda. A skilled cock-sucker, her tongue flattened out against his shaft and did an erotic little swirl around the base of his head with every pump of her mouth. Brian held his arms behind the couch for leverage, and nearly thrust his hips up to greet her.

Brian moaned, and struggled to keep his composure. He was used to Linda, and Mia was new, refreshing and skilled. She pulled much harder than Linda, causing her cheeks to cave in somewhat, and her fiery gaze burned a hole right through him. Brian was in heaven.

Impressed, and perhaps a little jealous, Linda began to lick at her boyfriend’s shaft, with the occasional kiss being placed upon the corner of Mia’s mouth. Before he knew it, Brian was watching Mia and his girlfriend stealing sticky, cum-soaked kisses from one another as they playfully fought over his cock. Life was good.

Cradling his head back along the cushions of the couch, Brian decided to push his luck. “Little hot in here, isn’t it girls?”

Sliding his glistening shaft from her mouth, Linda pinched his thigh. “You’ve got some nerve, mister.”

He smiled boyishly. “I know.”

Mia respectfully glanced at Linda, who gave her a nod. Before Brian could react, the little black dress that the sultry Brazilian had painted on spilled to a shiny pile at her feet, revealing the delicate pink panties that clung tightly to her beautiful, tanned body...

Images of Inspiration: Roxie [mf, bdsm, bisexual, submission]

First and foremost, let me start off by saying that I had a lot of fun with Roxie. Although cautious at first, her thrilling and delicious journey into submission with handsome Ash quickly turned into a really rewarding process for me. I was probably helped out by the kind folks at fetlife more than anything else, a place where I had a lot of engaging discussions and really got to explore a side of me that frankly, I wasn't aware that I had. Of course, if you'd like to learn more about Roxie and her new rakish friend Ash, go and read about them here or here.

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And this very fine image, who I fully imagine is the very handsome Ash, is courtesy of steppauseturnpausepivotstepstep

Roxie [mf, bdsm, bisexual, submission] (Dangerously Dirty Diaries Vol. 2)

Shy and reserved, Roxanne is a paralegal at a prestigious law firm in downtown Toronto. She's a career-minded, no-nonsense young woman whose idea of a good time is a weekend in with her cat, Bootsie, and a bag of microwave popcorn. This all changes when a handsome young man arrives in the office. Ash is somehow able to to avoid the scorn of his aunt, who just so happens to be Roxanne's boss. He's also fun and flirty, and seems to love pushing "Roxie's" buttons. As much as she hates to admit it, she can't help but feel drawn to this charming stranger. The more they hang out, the more she finds herself aroused by the dark pleasures that their increasingly risquée chats tease at. In order to better understand what's happening in her life, Roxanne begins a secret journal that she can confide in, and explore this strange, new territory with Ash.

This is that journal.

This short story is roughly 9000 words in length, and contains sexy scenes of sexy fun between co-workers, the budding relationship between a newly awakened sub and her dom, light BDSM, and girl-on-girl action.

 

Available from Amazon, B&N, iTunes, Kobo, and Google Play.

His touch is so strong and patient, and he softly narrates what he’s putting into my mouth, detailing where the chocolate came from, how the coconut was harvested, the fat content of the creme, and so on.

Everything’s warm and hazy, like a dream. I’ve eaten about four or so of the treats before I realize that he’s resting his hand on my thigh. I inhale sharply.

I think he notices and gives me a devilishly playful look, as he brings a chocolate covered strawberry to my mouth. I attempt to bite it, but he holds back, causing me to blush. He smirks, and proceeds to trace the tip of the strawberry along my lips. It feels heavenly.

Feeling my cheeks flush rosy red, and without looking away I give him a little show. I know, that was very, very uncharacteristic of me.

I lick the tip of the strawberry, tasting the silky, imported chocolate on my tongue. Leaning forward, I purse my lips around the bottom and wetly suck it into my mouth, before taking a delicate bite, causing the juices to moisten my lips, and spill along my chin.

His eyes glaze and flutter ever so briefly. His hand squeezes my thigh ever so gently. We’re silent for a moment.

“My,” he speaks in a low, wolfish, growl “such a hungry little thing.”

My nerves are screaming and my face feels like it’s on fire. “Maybe. The strawberry felt so good in my mouth,” I pause, “…’cause it was so sweet and sticky.” His eyes flare with menace and he smiles.

I want to bury my face in the pillows. This isn’t me. I mean, it isn’t, right?

His hand rubs along my thigh softly, and the other brushes along my jaw with a feather-light touch, directing me to look back at him.

He’s beautiful. He’s so strong and rugged. And gentle and tender too.He’s about to speak, but before he can, I’m filling his mouth with my tongue. 

We explode.

His arms wrap around me, as I climb on top of him for our embrace. We’re kissing each other like horny high-schoolers after our very first sip of wine.

I can’t stop. I don’t want to. I want this. I need this.

His hands roam my back. I find myself grinding down hard on his lap. I feel a rock-hard surprise for me.

Ash’s strong hands cradle my ass, as I lean back and begin to tug my top over my head. His lips never leave mine as we tumble about the couch. I lean back on my thighs, and he unbuttons his shirt, and then yanks his undershirt off.

Wow. Just wow.

He’s got muscle, that’s for sure, but he’s also solid. A real man. He makes me feel so feminine. I want to reach down and touch him, but I can’t find the courage. My head is swimming with heated thoughts.

He gently takes my hand in his, and I demurely bite my lip. He likes that.

Ash guides our hands along his chest. I can feel the caged power that is his body. His skin is soft, but his muscles are so hard. I think I gasp, but I’m not sure.

I want him. I want to devour him. I want him inside me, filling me. But, I can’t ask. I’m trapped by wracking shyness.

Suddenly, my knight in shining armour decides to rescue me.

“Do you like what you see, pretty girl?” he’s tender and kind, it’s arousing, like seeing a super-hot single dad playing with his kids in the park.

I nod once, still biting my lip. Normally, I would’ve made fun of girls who do this, but he seems to love it.

“Do you want to see what’s under my clothes?” he asks with a playful grin. I slowly nod, forcing myself to breathe. It’s hard, since I’m so charged.

Our fingers are still intertwined. His hands are calm. Mine are probably clammy and shaking. I’m grinding on his lap. I’m hoping he’ll get the idea. I’m silently begging for him to initiate.

“Pretty girl,” he begins, pausing for suspense, “…can we see what’s under your clothes?”

I whimper a yes, my face buried in his strong shoulder. I’m riding him so hard, and hearing those words sets off the fireworks in my mind.

I would’ve liked the first time that we played to be more romantic, probably more Hollywood-ish. I don’t 

know, I would’ve liked to have been all dolled up, with make-up and lingerie. Although, as a former tomboy, I’d probably have to go to eHow to figure out how to do all of that stuff.

But I don’t. I don’t need any of that. He’s hard and ready, and wants to play with me exactly as I am, right here, right now. Something about how accepting and how ready he is turns me on incredibly.

What happens next is a bit of a blur.

I’m still on top of him, but my hospital pants are bunched up over the handlebars of my exercise bike. I don’t know which one of us threw them over there.

I’m grinding like crazy, my face buried in his neck. It’s warm, and comforting, and smells like a man: faint traces of cologne, Ivory soap, and sweat. It drives me wild.

I don’t know when, but his pants are off. He’s wearing snug boxer briefs that showcase his strong thighs oh so very nicely. He’s rock hard, and the fabric around the end of his bulge is darkening. Then, they’re off.

I love cock, don’t get me wrong, but I love the feel of it. It’s warmth, and hardness. Feeling it against me, and knowing it wants to be in me. So good.

I’m riding him hard. When I realize that the only thing keeping our bare flesh from touching is the thin, soaked fabric of my panties, I bite my lip hard. I want to scream out, but that’s not me.

“Lean back for me?” he asks with reassuring patience.

I do as he commands.

With a kind look, he asks if he can take a closer look at my panties.

I don’t know why he asks, because he knows he can do anything he wants. But I love it. I love fulfilling his desires. I love how he asks.

I start to get up, but he tugs me back. Instead, he slides the wet fabric of my underwear to the side, revealing my aching little slit.

I’m nervous because I haven’t prepared, or shaved, or trimmed, or…

And all of that fades against the chorus that my blood is screaming. I don’t care. I just want him. Any way I can get him. Now.

With one hand grasping my ass, the other begins to tease at the slippery flesh between my legs. The way I’m sitting on him causes my dark hair to part, revealing the pink slit underneath...

Images of Inspiration: Dani [teen, bi-curious, masturbation]

So, not that you needed to know this, but Dani's Dirty Diary had a very special place in my heart, mostly because the events it contained very, very, very closely mirrored my lived experiences in high school in the heart of Toronto. I wanted to focus on her mounting frustration, and the way that her desires toward women grew over time, as she was forced to recognize her developing bisexuality. Naturally, all of the sexy people I know on tumblr really come in handy with something like this. The following images, I feel, best represent the mind-set that Dani engaged in, especially for her more taboo scenes, in her very own Dirty Diary.

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Super Smashwords Summer Discounts!

So, I've just been informed that two of my kinky collections have have been selected for special promotions over at Smashwords! What does this mean? If you act before August 1st, you can get a 25% discount on either of these amazingly steamy erotic anthologies.

The first collection chosen is my Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories, in the vein of erotic romance with some hot and heavy scenes to get pulses racing. If you enjoy a romantic buildup to your erotica, this may be your cup of tea!

The second series is my Fantastically Filthy Fantasies, which I'm not going to lie, is absolutely perverted hardcore kink pure and simple. If you enjoy your sex wet, hard, and fast, this is right up your alley!

And finally, even if you don't purchase, please take a peek? Both texts allow previews, and I love hearing people's opinions on what I write. So, don't be a stranger?

H.

A Scandalously Short Bedtime Collection (Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories Vol.1-3)

This searingly sexy compilation includes all of my previously published erotica novellas, One Night At The Beach House, Friday Night Fun, and Sugar & Spice in one convenient book! That's four different stories in total!

As an added extra, I've included a copy of my latest short, Bound, for those of you who have darker tastes. This sexy short is around 5000 words, and prominently features bondage & dominance, female submission, fear-play, teasing, and oral sex.

Available from Amazon, B&N, iTunes, Kobo, and Google Play.

Images of Inspiration: Spice [mmf, creampie, cuckold, taboo]

Hey, just a new little feature that I've been thinking about. Most of what I write comes from personal experience, or the enjoyments of close friends. However, as we all know, reality often makes for a fairly boring read. That's where inspiration comes in. When I want to be inspired, I look to my friends on my tumblr for a little help. What follows, as best I can remember, are the images that helped me better establish the minds, bodies, and desires of the exceptionally dirty participants of my filthy little short, Spice.

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p.s. to the real-life "Cassia" who is most likely reading this as we speak, you'll note how I not once mentioned which big bank in downtown Toronto you work at! Also, it's been ages since we've grabbed a coffee girl, don't you agree? ;)

Spice [mmf, creampie, cuckold, taboo, voyeur] (Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories Vol.3)

In Spice, Dan's flirty step-sister Cassia drags home a drunken one night stand. Considering how small their shared apartment is, how will she and her new lover satiate their sexual appetites without Dan accidentally overhearing? This story is roughly 4500 words long, and contains steamy scenes of sexy sex between a man and a woman, with a third voyeuristically listening in, and some swearing.

Available at Amazon, B&N, and Google Play.

The old wood in the hall snarled angrily at being woken up so late, as drunken feet crept over it. Whomever her accomplice was, they kept stopping to hungrily kiss and grope one another, between their fragmentary conversations. Pretending to be asleep as he was, and not that he would've seen it, but as his door silently slid open a thin slash of warm light from the hall pieced the darkness of his room. There was near-silent whispering, and the soft shuffling of feet, before an excited exchange between Cas and her male friend. Dan strained to hear, but couldn't. What little he could pick out between them was that that this strange man seemed to be under the impression that Cassia's apartment was empty and was shocked to see someone else in her bed.

It took Dan every last ounce of his booze-soaked concentration not to raise an eyebrow at this. Even in the twilight of the room, he had to appear asleep. Of course, could have no way to prepare himself for what his step-sister did next.

“...oh my gawd. Yeah, don't worry about him. That's my roomie, Dan. He's lame like that and loves to cuddle me at night,” she explained rather nonchalantly. “He's kinda like a pathetic widdle puppy,” she added, twisting the knife.

“I...okay...” a fairly unimpressed-sounding male replied.

Dan said nothing, but tried very hard to remain “asleep,” wondering if he would be better were he to simply bolt from the room.

He couldn't see, but there seemed to be the sounds of clothing rubbing against itself, and the heaving breathing, and soft smacking off kissing.

“I'm not sure I can do this,” the hesitant male admitted, “I mean, fuck... dude's right there!”

“Are you sure?” Cas replied, with bottomless sadness.

Fuck, Dan swore to himself. He imagined her slender, shapely features, pretty face, and the smouldering glance of her lustful, dark eyes. He absolutely hated that she always got her way – tonight would be no exception.

Dan was in the middle of debating whether his step-sister would attempt a fiery, longing gaze, or an utterly disarming pout when his thoughts were rudely interrupted. He could practically hear the devilish glee in her voice as she seduced her new friend.

“If you're worried, don't be. He's on some heavy meds and won't budge 'till morning.”

“Yeah, but I mean... if he...”

“He won't,” Cas shot back, the faintest tint of anger seething in her voice.

Then, Dan heard her lean over to her friend and whisper loud enough for her “sleeping” step-brother to hear.
“Besides,” she began, her voice smooth, honeyed, and irresistible, “...it would be really, really fucking hot.”

“.....oh yeah?” her mostly convinced friend replied.

Cas' voice now lowered to an almost ridiculous tone usually found in porn, bubbly and almost gasping to speak. Dan cringed, but knew that the idiot she'd dragged home was squarely in her cross-hairs.

“I mean,” she coquettishly paused, as she took the stranger's hand in hers, “I'm already kinda soaked just thinking about it...” There was a brief silence as she guided his hand down, under her panties and between her legs.

Dan heard her gasp softly, and the stranger's throaty grunt of approval. He could hear the man whisper a few things, and she giggled before they immediately embraced for a kiss. Dan's mind raced endlessly as he wondered how he could get out of the situation in one piece. Cassia would run straight to her father, who'd cause all kinds of troubles for him. He decided that the best thing to do was to simply pretend to be the heavily sedated sleeper that his half-sister had made him out to be.

His mind raced as he wondered why he couldn't just get up and leave. Something, however, kept him fast in place.

As the increasingly risquée theatrics began to unfold in the very bed where he slept, Dan tried not to think of Cas' beautiful dancer's body, which seemed to fill out her expensive clothing perfectly.

He tried not to think of the demure way that she'd flirt with him, hugging and kissing him, and burying her hands in his pockets when her friends were over and they wanted to take his silver Audi A8 for a spin.

Dan also tried not to think of how she'd parade around their shared loft in nothing more than a towel for hours after she'd left the shower, or all of the times the towel would "accidentally" slip, or the other times she'd simply not worn one.

And finally, Dan tried especially hard not to think of his own throbbing cock, which dug painfully into the soft sheets the more he thought about the beautiful, forbidden fruit that was Cassia. 

Images of Inspiration: Sugar [mf, creampie, big cock]

What you are about to view, as best I can remember, are the images that helped me better establish the minds, bodies, and desires of the exceptionally dirty participants of my filthy little short, Sugar. Of course, when I come up short, I can always look to friends on my tumblr for some inspiration.

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Sugar [mf, big cock] (Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories Vol.3)

In Sugar, Eva explores her hunky new love interest, Jace, a beautiful farmer's son from New Zealand. He's kind and sweet, but over six feet of golden-tanned muscle. How can she resist? This story is roughly 4500 words long, and contains steamy scenes of sexy sex between a man and a woman, and some swearing.

Available at Amazon, B&N, and Google Play.

Eva was roused from the thought of her little victories by the muscular form sinuously brushing over her soft, pale skin. She loved the feeling of his hot, warm body crawling on top of hers.

Unlike her own feminine curves, Jace’s body was like smooth velvet poured over steel-hard muscle. He was so toned and smooth that it made her tingle. The boy periodically placed bristly kisses upon her skin, causing her to giggle and shiver with desire. He leaned toward her on his hands and bent knees, his beard tickling her shoulder softly.

“What was that ye said earlier?” he whispered in words practically cradled in his panty-soaking Kiwi accent.

She smiled as her mind raced for words. Eva wanted to speak, but was having a difficult time concentrating. She blushed deep red when she felt his cock pressing hard against her thighs, his head already slippery with anticipation.

The coy brunette bit her lip. She finally managed to whisper his name longingly. “I need...” she paused, as she turned her head, unable to look into his eyes as she made her request.

“I need you inside of me. Split me deep, and make me scream...” Eva absolutely loved filthy, smutty, dirty talk, but had a hard time getting it out.

Jace simply loved that the curvy girl was becoming comfortable enough around him to begin to demand such things.

He leaned in slowly, cradling her soft form against his hot, chiselled body. He paused, to build tension, and allowed his exhaling breath to gently warm her soft neck, as they began to play a very familiar, enjoyable game.

“Are ye sure, miss?” his deep blue eyes practically glittered as he smiled.

She fixed her gaze directly with his “Take me,” she pleaded softly.

Jace moved along her body slowly, securing her soft wrists with his strong hands, almost pinning her. He rolled his hips slightly, causing his hard, shaft to trace warmly across the slippery flesh between her legs.

She shivered with delight. He hungrily drank in the vision of his lover overcome with pleasure.

“Ye mean like this?” he asked in a warm, kind voice, as he angled his hips just enough so that his precum-soaked head barely rested upon her plump slit. The slightest move, and his cock would’ve sunk effortlessly past her flushed lips. The more she thought about that, the more Eva had to resist thrusting her hips up, however satisfying that may have been.

She exhaled warmly through a smile. “Mhmm, just like that.”

Although he had the upper hand, he still struggled to keep his composure, and had to restrain himself from plunging hilt-deep into the quivering girl beneath him. He inched in ever so slowly, letting her soft moans be his guide.

She could practically feel his pulse from the gentle throbs of his hard, slippery cock. Her breath began to gutter as her eyes locked with his, lustful, and demanding. Everything else began to fall away, as her life now focused entirely upon this sizzling slice of golden heaven parting her tender lips and driving his thick shaft deeply inside of her.

And then, their little game began.

Images of Inspiration: Friday Night Fun [mf, creampie]

So, let's try another one of these, shall we? I'd say that following definitely helped the sultry little romp known as Friday Night Fun, but then again, (she says, channeling her inner Levar Burton) you don't have to take my word for it!

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Friday Night Fun [mf, creampie] (Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories Vol.2)

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