27 Aug '15

#SSceneC Semi’s : Kate Allure @KateAllure vs Brighton Walsh @WriteAsRain_

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cooltext129748819578231Kate Allure – Lawyer Up

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“There’s more I want to do with you, my dear Liza.” Hawk pulled two silk ties from his bag. “And these will do nicely.”

“We’re going to play dress up?”

“Not exactly, but you will wear these. Are you game for something a little risqué?”

I laughed. “Oh, I don’t know. Let me see…a one-night stand in a law office, wild sex in an airport pod hotel. I think we’ve got risqué covered.”

“Okay, maybe kinky is a better word. And short of you shouting for help, my dear, I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”

My stomach dropped at the exact moment my pelvis clenched. Lucky Hawk was full of surprises today. “Umm…what are you planning exactly?”

Hawk sat next to me, draping the neckties on his lap, and then placed his index finger against my mouth, silencing me. “Shhh. No more inquisition. I want to play with your body…and you’re going to let me.”

My pelvis clenched harder, creating instant aching desire. The fluttering in my stomach added a jittery edge as my pulse escalated.

He hadn’t phrased it as a question, but Hawk seemed to be waiting for my agreement, so I nodded.

“Put your hands out.” He picked up a necktie and quickly wrapped my wrists securely, efficiently tying them together with a knot.

“What’s this?” I watched Hawk pick up the other silk tie, and then stand over me. “What are you doing?” I asked again, but quick as a flash he slipped the silk between my open lips and gagged me.

I stared at him wide-eyed, blown away — and hotly aroused — by what Hawk had done. This was a game I’d never played before, and the idea of doing it when I could occasionally hear airport sounds through the walls was perverse. No wonder he had such a wicked grin on his face. My eyes flicked back toward his, and he was looking serious now.

“Liza, if you don’t want to do this, just raise your hands up and I’ll untie you.”

Did I want to do this?

Making a decision, I lowered my bound wrists to my lap. My gaze dropped down as well, and I heard him suck in a harsh gasp. Perhaps Hawk thought it was submission when, in fact, it was a rush of shyness. This kinky stuff was hot, but I felt off-kilter, nervous.

Hawk stood then and walked back to his bag. I watched him pull out a blindfold. Within moments, he’d slipped it around my head, cutting off my sight, leaving me in darkness.

“Stand up, Liza,” Hawk ordered. He guided me up and led me over to the wall a couple feet away. “Raise your arms over your head.”

I complied, and Hawk rapidly attached my bound hands to the wall over my head. To what, I didn’t know. I racked my brain, trying to remember what was there, and vaguely recalled a hook and suit hanger. I pulled slightly, testing it, and my arms held fast. I wasn’t going anywhere.

“Ah, my dear Liza. You look so hot like that. I could happily leave you there a long while just to enjoy the sexy view, but we don’t have a lot of time.”

I heard Hawk go back in his bag and wondered what was next. I whimpered and realized the loss of my voice left me feeling at his mercy. I whimpered again and then sucked in a gasp when I felt something brush across my naked body. It was soft, but I couldn’t tell exactly what it was. A moment later, it swept over me again. Everywhere it passed, it left a trail of tingling nerves. Hawk caressed my breasts and I arched into his hands.

“Separate your legs, Liza.”

I considered refusing, leaving them tightly together, but the tsking sound Hawk made prompted my compliance, and I moved my feet apart…some.

“Farther, Liza.” He tsked liked a disappointed teacher or…master.

I moved my feet wider and then felt his foot nudging them even farther apart, until I was wide open down there. Then the teasing softness swept up my inner thigh and down the other before it was caressed across my pussy. My heightened senses and feeling of helplessness exaggerated every sensation, making the mundane acute. I moaned as the pulsing ache between my legs grew almost painful.

“Please,” I moaned through the gag. The word was unintelligible, and anyway, I wasn’t sure what I was pleading for. I tugged on my bindings again.

“Ahrgh,” I screeched suddenly. It came out muffled and erotic, even to my own ears. Sharp teeth had bitten my nipple. Then I felt the wet lap of Hawk’s tongue soothing the pain and I melted, my legs collapsing until I hung by my arms from the hook.

“Up you go,” he said, pulling me back to standing. “I can’t leave the twin unattended.”

I froze. Hawk would bite the other one now. I shivered, uselessly pushing my back against the wall trying to get distance.

Then I was waiting. Waiting. When would he do it? I listened for any sound that would indicate his next move, but Hawk moved with stealthy quiet.

Then I felt something touching my clitoris. Flicking it. Fingers? Hawk was stimulating my clit. Little naughty flicks in my most sensitive spot. I panted in response to provocation that seemed to grow exponentially. He’d really done very little to me, but I transformed into a raving slut desperate for more titillation. I begged again and again through the gag. Hawk chuckled, and I stamped my foot in frustration. Thrashing about on my tether, I tried to pull free to launch myself at him.

“Fuck me or stop,” I wanted to yell at him. “Oh god! Fuck me now. Please!”

“Shhh. Quiet down, dear. If you want me to let you cum, then I expect you to follow my directions.”

And then Hawk did it again.

Bit my other nipple—hard!—and I cried out. I felt the laving brush of warm, wet, soothing tongue, and disintegrated. A puddle of nerve endings amid a hot rush of desire.

Then, suddenly, Hawk was everywhere at once. Nipping an earlobe, sucking my breast into his hot mouth, planting little kisses all along my clavicle while his hands blazed tingling trails across my skin.

There was the briefest of pauses—my body screaming out for more contact where there was none. My moaning encouragement stopped in confusion.

Then I felt his tongue again, directly between my thighs, teasing my clit. His fingers joined in the play, sliding into my hole and then trailing wetness down my thighs.

“You’re so very wet. And sweet,” he murmured, his face buried in my mons, his very words a tickle on my skin. “I want you to come for me like this, and then I’ll fuck you one last time.”

He plunged his face into my pussy, lapping and nipping, pausing only long enough to order, “Come now, Liza!”

And I did. Keening and thrusting, I exploded. Climaxing over and over until I hung from the hook, boneless and weak. Unable to think coherently or even moan.

“So lovely and beautiful. You humble me with your trust,” he murmured.

Hawk scooped me into his arms, dislodging me from the hook. He placed me on the daybed, and I could hear him ripping open a condom and muttering, “I should probably untie you first, but I can’t wait. I can’t wait.”

cooltext129750505189949Tessa Ever After – Brighton Walsh

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This girl makes me lose my goddamn mind. Makes me forget every rational thought I’ve ever had. Makes me forget about everything but what she looks like under me, what she feels like gripping me, what she sounds like when she calls out my name.

I grab a condom and roll it down my cock, groaning at the sight in front of me. Tessa’s on the bed, just like how I wanted her. Facedown, ass up, looking back at me with heavy, lust-filled eyes, and I fucking love that I’m the one she’s looking at like that. That, despite whatever bullshit her brother fed her, I’m still the one she wants.

Climbing on the bed, I straddle her thighs again, holding her hip with one hand and guiding myself to her with the other. I push forward, watching how she opens around me, how she swallows my cock whole, and I can’t stop the groan when I look up at her face and see the reflection of hunger there.

I want to pound into her, fuck her so hard she forgets her own name. Forgets every other man who’s had the pleasure of knowing her this way. Until she remembers only me. Until she wants only me.

“Do you know how perfect you feel around me?” I slide nearly all the way out, then push into her deep and slow, watching with satisfaction as Tessa grips the comforter tighter in her hands. She lifts her ass higher, silently begging me for something more. “You need it deeper, baby?”

I smile at her answering groan and grip her ass, lifting up and opening her as wide as I can with her legs pressed together. Then I repeat the slow, deep slide, pushing in as far as I can go and listening for her answering gasp. When she gives it to me, I move faster, thrusting into her with enough force to move her forward on the bed. Reaching up, I grab her hand and pull it away from the bedding, not stopping until it’s behind her back, her body twisted under me, her breasts bouncing with each forward thrust of my hips. Her face is slack, her lips parted and her eyes fluttering closed at every push into her. Holding her wrist with one hand, I slide the other to her mouth, brushing my finger against her lip.

“Open up, baby. Suck it.”

She complies immediately, her mouth opening to accept my finger, her tongue slipping out to brush over the tip. I groan as the soft, warm wetness of her mouth surrounds my finger, pumping my hips into her faster, harder, not able to control myself anymore. Pulling my finger from her mouth, I trail it down her chest to her exposed breast, swirling the wetness around her nipple, and smile when she moans, her eyes fluttering closed, her pussy pulsing around me.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Give me another.”

Tessa’s always been beautiful—even before I accepted this pull toward her—but now? Here, tonight, when she’s laid out in front of me, her mouth open on gasps from feeling me inside her, her eyes locked on me as I push her exactly where she needs to go?

It’s too much, and when she lets out a choked gasp, her eyes rolling back in her head as she comes around me, I let go and fall with her.

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