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Calories – NSFW

A little tongue in cheek (pun intended) silly combined with tongue everywhere else sexy in honor of the holiday 😉

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Calories

I studied my outfit in the mirror one last time. The cut made me look even taller than I already am, but it made my slightly smaller bosom pop nicely and the yellow did make my grey-blue eyes sparkle. Nervousness was evident on my face though. It was my first time going to a costumed event, but I was determined not to let anxiety get in the way of having a good time. It was just a small social gathering I wanted to look knockout sexy and make an impression.

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Ahhh – The Final Chapter to the Click, Snap, Ahhh Trilogy NSFW

A little NSFW tidbit for you all to nibble while I’m off on vacation….

 

If you haven’t read ‘Click’ you can find it here: https://foxsmoulder.wordpress.com/2013/04/20/click/

And part 2 ‘Snap’ is here  https://foxsmoulder.wordpress.com/2013/07/07/snap-a-sequel-to-click/

 

Ahhhh

With one last ‘SNAP’ she pulled back and a sly smile parted her lips. The skin on my ass and thighs stung with a throbbing heat.

“That was nice,” I purred.

She feigned offence and waved the riding crop at me, “Just nice?”

I stood and smiled into her eyes, pulling her close. “If you expect me to be able to verbalize anything more than that, you have a pretty low opinion of your own talents.”

I whispered this into her ear and followed the statement with little kisses down her neck until I felt her relax into me. Then I ran my lips across her skin, down each rib, and along her side down to her hip.

“It’s been too long since I tasted you,” I murmured in to the soft fur between her thighs.

“It has been less than thirty minutes,” she responded, sitting down on the spot I had just vacated

“Exactly,” I said, looking up at her as I dragged my tongue up her clit. Her hand was quickly in my hair and she tugged hard. I complied with the unspoken request and sucked harder, taking more of her in and laving my tongue with more force. Her hips began to thrust and I grabbed hold of her, matching my rhythm to hers, sliding down to thrust my tongue inside of her for a moment, then back up to torture that little bundle of nerves. As her voice rose in pitch, I gave her another hard suck, then rolled her clit inside my mouth. She jerked my head away with a painful yank as the spasms ripped through her body.

She was pulling my hair so hard I had tears in my eyes, but I still smiled at her when she finally relaxed and looked down at me. After she released my hair with a little push, I got up and crossed to the end of the bed.

Finding what I was looking for, I held up the strap-on I looked her up and down seriously, “I believe you said you were going to do something with this?”

“Oh yes, I didn’t forget.”

“I want it.”

“Needy boi,” she admonished.

I hung my head, pretending to be contrite, but when she got up and came nearer I nipped at her breast before I knelt to fasten the harness around her. She reached down and fisted her hand in my hair again, waiting to force my head back until I buckled the last strap.

When I finished, she pulled me up and then pushed me back toward the bed, then took her time slipping my dildo in its place in the harness. Grabbing the bottle of lube, she slicked up the silicone before leaning down and pulling me closer to the edge of the bed.

She ran her palms down my sides and between my legs to spread me wide, then slid her dick inside me with out preamble. My head dropped back into the sheets as all the breath left my body.

“No-no,” she said threateningly, nearly pulling out completely. One fingernail ran down my skin, scratching a slender line from my lowest rib to my hipbone. “You look up at me.”

I opened my eyes and looked into hers, begging her with that look, but panting too hard to utter a word.

“Good girl,” she praised and thrust deep into me, pumping me with a hard, slow rhythm.

I whined and submit to her will, quickly feeling the tension as it rose inside me I sat up and clung to her, wrapping my legs around her powerful hips. She grabbed hold and pulled me closer, she felt like she could go on for days, but it wasn’t long before my world stopped and I came harder than I ever have.

I threw my head back with a voice cracking, “Ahhhhh!”

“Good girl,” she whispered into my ear, and held me close.

 

 

 

What Do You Like? (NSFW)

A kinky little tidbit. This is a teaser of a two parter.

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What Do You Like?

“But what do YOU like Taylor?” Gina asked, over the plate, the chair and the table that was slightly askew. She liked to push me, this tall, fierce woman. She was lean but not skinny, the muscles in her legs were defined and her ass… Oh man. Nothing could pull my eyes off of her ass as she walked. The only advantage I had was my height. I was taller than she, and more butch, but she had a way about her that didn’t allow my usual advantages to hold sway. “You clearly illustrate all of the ways you like to fuck, make love with and generally make women swoon in your writing, but what do you want?”

“Umm…” I responded, deliberately stalling. It should have been an easy question to answer. Just all the things I like to do to another woman, that I like done to me too.  But it depends on the woman. Looking her up and down I tried to measure, was this woman curious enough? Confident enough? Was she flexible enough, both physically and mentally?

She leaned forward like a conspirator. If she were an animal her ears would have been pricked toward me, and that predatory gaze would mean I was her next lunch. Yes, I think she meets the criteria, and there was no guarantee I wasn’t going to be her lunch.

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No Need to Call Love…

Just a sweet little fic fix. No kink, just girls and a little romance. This will look familiar to some of you who read my blog years ago when I was just tapping away and writing fan fic, but I thought I’d bring it out of retirement just for fun. 🙂

No Need to Call Love….

Ally sidled up behind Hannah quietly and leaned over.

“What are you working on?” she asked, letting her breath tickle the fine hairs next to Hannah’s ear. The action made Hannah’s frustration finally break like a wave over her. The dark side, the side she hid behind the easy going demeanor roiled to the surface.

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