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Saturday, December 26, 2015

[Unrelated] Short 1

     I pulled her choker chain towards me, tightening it around her neck and drawing her up to her toes to meet me eye to eye. I smiled as she shivered with anticipation. Her blond hair fell quietly down her face, her bright blue eyes searching mine. Her breath was caught in her lungs and her lips quivered. I slowly leaned my face in towards her, bringing it ever closer to hers. As our noses nearly touched, I tugged just a little bit more, eliciting a gasp. I jerked the chain suddenly, her neck reddening.

     "Not a sound." I whispered to her ears, loosening my grip. I let her rest to the flat of her feet, my waiting fingers pressing in between her legs as she lowered. She gasped once more and I jerked the chain back towards me, but lower this time. Her head bobbed forward as she pressed her palms against my chest, trying to stay standing. I could feel her trying to lower herself onto my fingers and I pulled them away. She whimpered looking me in the eye.

     I smiled and feigned consideration. "On one condition." I tightened the grip once more, causing her to tense up. "Not a sound. I don't care if every fiber of your being demands you to moan or make any other noise, you don't."

     She frowned and looked away.

     "Well?" I asked.

     She looked back to me with a half-smile and went to respond but stopped herself and just nodded. I switched hands on her chain and pulled it towards my shoulder, drawing her forward again, whispering in her ear. "Good."

     I lowered my lips, brushing her cheek and kissed her neck. A steep breath caught my attention and I smiled. I traced my finger ever so slightly down her back as I loosened her choker enough to get my teeth straight to her neck. She obliged, arcing her back, jutting her chest into me as I bit. Another sharp gasp and a shiver brought another smile to my face.

     As my hand reached the bottom of her shirt, I sucked on her neck, letting her chain go completely. I pressed forward, sliding my hand under and up to her bra, my other hand pulling her hip into me, quickly. Her grip tightened on my shirt and I let her hip go, then slammed it back into me, emulating what would soon come.

     Her bra came loose and I let go of her neck, leaving it as bright red as her flushed cheeks. She went to take her shirt off but I stopped her, moving her arms behind her and pinning them there as I grinded against her. She glared at me, but only for a moment before her eyes closed and she arced backwards again, pressing her pelvis back in time. I grinned wide and ran my hand back and forth across the button of her jeans, each time slowing as if I was moving to undo them. She started to grind into me in time with my movements when I pulled back and moved my free hand to her chest.

     I traced my fingers around the front of her breast, bringing a smile to her face. Even with the loose bra, she was as sensitive as ever. She stopped her hips and moved her arms around me, loosely, just enjoying the stimulation. With a swift move, I brought my free hand up between her legs and began rubbing excitedly. She almost went limp, keeping her lips tightly closed. I couldn't take it any longer. I needed to hear her moan, despite my previous demand. But I wasn't going to allow her to do it easily so I continued keeping quiet as I stood back, putting my hands to my sides.

     She looked me up and down with the most confused look on her face. After a long minute, she began fidgeting. I smiled and stepped forward again, reaching behind her, grabbing her large bottom in my hands, pulling her forward against me so she could feel my enlarged member. She smiled and I moved to kiss her lips. I slipped one hand up to her back, pulling her close. After a long kiss, I led her to the bed. She began undoing my pants as I sat down. She pulled it out and started licking it up and down. After about six minutes of sucking and a bit of biting, I came. She swallowed and stood once more. Without hesitation, I pulled her down on top of me, laying back. She spread-legged over me and I helped her out of her shirt and bra. She leaned forward, allowing me to fondle them and play with her nipples. Her breath became shorter and started to grind on me. I drew one of her nipples into my mouth, running the tip of my tongue around it while I twisted her other nipple slightly. She dug her arms under me and hugged me tightly, trying not to moan and pressing her breast flatter against my face. I flicked my tongue back and forth faster and faster around her areola and she went back to grinding as she held me closer. My member stood back at attention as she rubbed.

     I stopped abruptly, rolling her to my side and off of me. I stood up, pulling her pants down. True to her nature, she wore no panties and her labia almost glistened. I ran my hand from her waist down her fuzz patch and she moved to grab my hand, most likely to force it where she wanted it most. I quickly withdrew my hand and knelt at the bed. I brushed my fingers around the inside of her thighs. She twitched visibly and I quickly grabbed her legs, yanking her to the edge of the bed. She yelped, covering her mouth. I sat back and crossed my arms. She sat up on her elbows to get a good look at me and gave me her best puppy eyes. I shook my head and stood, undressing. I sat back down and looked off to one wall as I stroked myself. She got off the bed and I rotated around 180 degrees, back to her and stroking faster. She laid out flat in front of me, her head poised above my penis. I continued for a few more seconds, seeing if she would make a move, then let go of myself, grabbing her chain and pulling her mouth over it. Her mouth was wet and warm and I pressed her head down and she raised it back up. I continued pushing her down, thrusting up, ever so slightly. It wasn't long before I climaxed once more. She swallowed but I didn't let her up. Without hesitation, she continued licking and sucking. After a moment I let her go and she looked up at me.

     Continuing the quick pace, I stood her up, straddling her over my head and began licking her labia. She bends over onto the bed as my tongue began exploring her outer edges. I sat up to my knees, rolling her to her back and bracing myself, locking my arms under and around her legs. I continued licking and pressing my tongue around inside her. I slowly lapped upwards to her clit. I pulled her lower lips apart with my fingers to get deeper in and started rolling my tongue around her clit. She grabbed my wrists, wrapped around her thighs and began squeezing. I flicked it a couple of times with the tip of my tongue and I felt the bed move as she spasmed. I kept mowing down on her, practically cleaning her vagina. The twitches and spasms started to come more frequently. Her thighs started to press against my face.

     I pressed my tongue even deeper inside her and licked around quickly. Speeding up my pace, she tightened her grip on my head, digging her nails into my forearms. Ignoring it, I kept it up. Her breath became so shallow, I started to worry if she was even breathing. I stopped momentarily and I could feel the glare without even looking up. I let go of one thigh and dug a finger inside her in tandem with my tongue. She almost squeaked as she tried holding it back. I stopped licking and forged another finger inside of her, thrusting them in and out. Her back arched and she locked her calf around my back, pulling me closer.

     Faster and faster I pistoned my fingers, three now spreading her labia apart. She twisted more dramatically and I started to slow. I started licking again, the taste of her driving me to clean her up again. I stood, erect and ready. She grabbed her knees and pulled her legs up, spreading them as wide as she could without my assistance. I pulled her a bit closer to the edge of the bed and started blindly pressing into her crotch. She frowned and then glared and then reached for my hard member. I knee up on the bed, pushing her back a bit and leaned down, grabbing her chain. I pulled as I slid my penis up and down her slit.

     "Not a sound." I whispered, lifting her torso up by her choker. I thrust in as I found her hole and let go of the chain. Involuntarily, she moaned aloud. I grabbed her ankles, forcing her legs to her chest and she groaned. I pounded hard into her, almost cumming myself. Again and again I thrust in and out, pressing into each side for a few seconds, soaking myself with her insides. I began slamming my pelvis into her crotch normally but with much more force. She gasped and I sped up. Faster and faster. I quickly passed my climax, finding the wall and exceeding it. I let go of her legs, smiling as they bounced between my chest and hers with each insertion. I continued accelerating with less and less force, my penis almost floating inside her. She grabbed for her calves, spreading them out, eyes closed and mouth wide open. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed the nipples between the "V" of my thumb and forefingers as I continue pounding. I was nowhere near climax and was in search of it. I started aiming at slightly different angles. Then finally she couldn't do it anymore.

     I thrust inward, forcing the air out of her in a long and high moan. Her insides clenched and without warning I blew. I let go of her breasts, bracing myself against the bed as I slowed my pounding and increased the force. With each thrust, I came more and more in time with her cries. She grabbed my arms, digging her nails into my skin and thrusting her crotch onto me. I dropped beside her and her legs went back to rest. I laid flat on my back, gasping for air, my penis throbbing as I continued cumming onto myself. She continued moaning for a little while, grabbing for her nipples to try and prolong it further.

     After a moment, she rolled over, inserting me into her. In that split second, I was no longer in control. She yanked her chain off and threw it into the wall near her end table and grabbed my arms, crossing them on my chest and began giving me the ride of my life.

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Chapter 2 - [Felicia]

She sat at her computer, working hard at organizing the new managers' schedule at the front desk. Felicia was a short woman, light brown hair, cute face with freckles and a figure to die for. And she knew it.

She typed away, gathering dates and times all together. Every once in a while, her finger would slip down and she'd catch herself. Most of the time. She flushed every time she thought about the night before. It was a treat to herself, her birthday being only two days away. Felicia couldn't find a steady boyfriend but even then, it'd been a while since she had gotten laid. Her former manager suited just fine in a pinch but then he stepped his bounds with another employee who wasn't as...open and that nice, strapping, young CEO-wannabe went right out the door.

Felicia quickly redid her skirt buttons and went back to typing. There was no time for that now. She had a date after work and the clock was ticking.

After a couple more hours of emails, typing, and edging, she finally gathered her reports and left them on the desk, trying to get out of the manager's office quickly. He skimmed them and nodded, giving her a strange look as she stammered a thanks, then waved her off. Felicia quickly clocked out and went for her car.

She pulled out her phone as she placed the key into the ignition and skimmed the messages. That red-head was amazing and he was down for another night, just with her. Felicia expected a dozen messages after they'd sexted most of the morning, however the man had left just one over the eight hours she'd been at work.

[Firecrotch] - Busy. Maybe another day.

She slammed the phone into her horn, eliciting a loud blare. She cringed, looking around, then without another thought, started the car and made her way home.

She turned the car off in her driveway, sighing with frustration. She wanted so badly to be relieved at least once more before she went back to her dry spell.

Felicia gathered herself, opening the door when her phone buzzed.

[Unknown Number] - Hey, I hope this is that lovely little lady I tried fooling with last night. Not sure if you'll remember me, it was towards the end of the night. I'm down for some fun if you're more open to it than you were last night. <3

Felicia shook her head. She couldn't place who it was but at this point, she wanted something. She foresaw a long drought ahead and anything would do. And it was better than going to the bar because at least she had been with this person once already.

[F.] - I'm open to you jogging my memory. I'm still in my car, where can I pick you up?

A long moment passed. Felicia almost couldn't take it. It was only two or so minutes later but it seemed like half an hour had passed before her phone buzzed again.

[Unknown Number] - 10th and Carson. I'll be wearing my Sunday best. Dinner first?

Felicia smiled to herself.

[F.] - Dinner second.

Chapter 1 - [Lacy]

The restaurant was very quiet, even with the lunch rush. The waitresses mostly kept busy checking in on the customers, a few having been sent home.

Lacy, the head waitress was limping ever so slightly, her legs, amongst other parts of her body, sore from the night before. She groaned with each step, her back and most of her lower body inflamed. She mentally kicked herself for not calling in today or even requesting off. She had plenty of heads up for the party to have done so. She brushed her long, dark brown hair back past her ear, picking up her last customers' tip. Her average frame kept her apron low below her prominent chest. She tucked the money into her front pocket and began gathering up the abandoned lunch menus and wiping them down so as to put out the dinner versions.

Shaking her head, Lacy spotted the clock. It was finally time for her break. She dredged through the kitchen and out the back, sitting down. Her skirt raised upward as she spread her legs, hoping for some relief. She pulled her cigarettes out, lighting one up as her phone buzzed. Since the party last night, it'd been going off quite a bit. With an audible sigh, exhaling a vast puff of smoke, Lacy pulled out her phone and began skimming the texts.

[Unknown Number] - hey, I hope this is that blonde bitch that gave great head last night. you seemed to enjoy the return service. Im down to 69 anytime you want.

With a disgusted frown, Lacy immediately deleted the message and moved on.

[Unknown Number] - Group: I'm not sure who's phone this is but if you had a blast last night, reply. I'm the guy with the long fingers and I enjoyed everybody so please, if you're dtf, hit me up.

Lacy shivered in the warm night as she was reminded of the bony digits. Holding down the message to delete it, she suddenly recalled his pleasant-tasting member and hesitated. Shaking her head with finality, she deleted it anyway. Alcohol can make anything taste good, in her experience.

[Reggy] - Drinks last night after the orgy was great. Thanks for the offer. I'm not really bi but you've got me curious. If you wanna hang out Tuesday, let me know.

Lacy's eyes widened as she tried to recall the mentioned event. After a while, the orgy did end up just being a pile of bodies. It's highly possible, she picked up a bat for the opposing team. Lacy debated exploring the option and decided to leave the message alone.

[Unknown Number] - Hey, I'm the redhead with the six-pack. If you wanna fool around some more, do let me know. I'm free anytime.

She strained hard for this one, trying to remember as three faces appeared, two male and one female. Lacy took a last drag on the cigarette before tossing the butt and standing. She rose bow-legged, still chafed and red. She deleted the text, not bothering to even try to figure out who it had been.

Lacy turned around and began to head inside as the phone buzzed one last time, almost safely in her pocket. Drawing it back out, she checked the text.

[Van] - Hey, I'm not sure if I got the right chick last night or even if you're still interested but we went about five rounds and you had my phone for the third before you lost control, so I believe this is the right number. Anyway, I absolutely loved riding you and you riding me and all that so if you wanna get a drink or well, fuck again, let me know.

That one required no tough recollection. She moistened just thinking about the thirty or so minutes they spent together. Lacy definitely needed to respond to him. She quickly checked the calender in the office as she came back into the restaurant and referenced it against her phone calendar. She had one more shift tomorrow and then would have two days free.

She grumbled, imagining that it might as well be a week away, rather than the twenty-four hours or so it actually would be. The line cooks caught her audible mumbles and a couple of them laughed. No doubt they had caught on as she no longer tried to hide her gait. Whispered jokes of a new boyfriend caught her attention but she did not respond.

Maybe if she was lucky, they wouldn't just be jokes after tomorrow.

Friday, November 06, 2015

[IWON] Prologue



“The way he touched me so carefully.”
“The way she held on so tightly.”
“The way she felt inside.”
“The way he looked at me like I was the only one.”
“The way she was so passionate, even if it wasn’t just for me.”
“The way he went down, even on the other girls like it was the polite thing to do.”
“The way he was so rough.”
“The way she made me feel insignificant but useful.”
“It was the best.”
“The best night.”
“It was the greatest night ever.”
“I wish it had never happened.”

{Sidebar}
So I would like to introduce my new story. I had written one ero before named Two-Faced Gentleman and it was a great success among the readers who were lucky enough to read it. I've since, in a fit of confusion, destroyed it but now I want to try my hand at ero again. Thus, this blog. So I'm going to be focusing on this first story, It Was One Night. And after a while, if this kicks off just like TFG did, I may branch off into a re-imagining of it. We'll see. For now, enjoy IWON.

Wednesday, November 04, 2015

Introduction.

Alright so I would like to introduce myself as the great character, Jiraiya of the Naruto series. No, I'm not a weeb, I just would like anonymity so I chose to relate to a famous character that also writes erotica.

Here you can find the stories in progress that I am writing and of course you can provide feedback if you wish. I do hope you enjoy them and continue to watch for more content.