18 Aug '15

#SSceneC2015 :Kacey Hammell @KaceyHammell vs Allie Ritch @AllieRitch #NSFW

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cooltext129748819578231Guarding Midnight –  Kacey Hammell

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“Keep looking at me like that and I’ll have you under me in five seconds.” His gravelly voice cut through her thoughts.

Empowered by the passion in his eyes, she grinned at him then shrugged. “Nothing wrong with that, but I like to be on top.” She shifted on his hips, her breath catching as she felt his hard shaft against her ass.

Oh yes, this man had been blessed very well. His length pushed against her, and fire spread from her pussy straight to her toes. Her nipples pebbled tight, aching and throbbing.

Her body rocked against his, friction from his jeans and the spandex covering her was delicious. It was crazy to be so into a man like Gavin so soon after meeting him. But her body led the way. It wanted the connection to him, needed to feel him inside and around her.

These tumultuous emotions were foreign to her.

“Shree.”

“Shh, just hush,” she whispered, shifting her hips against his. She shoved the hem of her bra up over her breasts.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” A growl erupted from his throat.

Gaze locked on his, she lifted his hands and pressed them against her aching nipples. She gasped. The heat of his touch swirled through her body. Shifting her hips down, her pussy lips cradled his shaft through their clothes.

Delirious. Out of control.

Her mind spun with images of how she wanted to ride him. The powerful friction from their clothing and his skin set her on fire. Adrenaline rushed through her, wanting him, and to satisfy the hunger racing over her.

Desperation this strong had never hit her so hard.

Her hands went to his belt, unbuckling it, and drew it apart.

He stilled her movements. “Are you sure?”

Shree withdrew from under his hold, yanked open the button, and parted the zipper. “Going to back out on me?” she challenged, fearing he’d leave her needy.

He chuckled. It was light and relaxed to her. “Not bloody likely.” His fingers pushed beneath the leg of her shorts, pulling it all into each hand.

Frowning, she gaped at him. “What are you do—” She screamed, body jerking as he pulled her shorts apart. Staring at the mess of spandex he held, her jaw dropped. It was like sitting atop the Incredible Hulk whose strength was feared while admired.

The garment lay in tatters, the waistband the only thing keeping the material around her. Gavin tossed the bits that remained in his palms over his head.

His touch eased over her bare mound, reawakening the arousal coursing through her. Thankful she hadn’t worn any underwear, she lifted a bit, allowing his fingers to slide between their bodies and find her clit.

Giving herself up to his touch, she sucked in a deep breath and tilted her head back.

Moisture coated her channel, filling her, making it easier for him to glide his fingers back and forth. Electric currents of heat surrounded her clit and her pussy tightened. Two digits slipped inside her, and the breath rushed out of her. His guttural moan cut through the air.

Her eyelids lifted. She needed to regain control. It was best for her to lead this brief interlude, and remind herself just how strong she could be, realize how much she could still love her body and the needs that couldn’t always be denied.

Adjusting up on her knees, she pushed his touch away. She lowered his jeans and underwear to the floor and off his feet. The gorgeous sight of his hard cock caught her breath and saliva filled her mouth.

She’d never given a man head before, and didn’t know if she could ever bring herself to do so, but in this moment, having him inside her cunt was way more important than anything.

Leaning down, she captured his mouth again, tasting the delectable essence of him that she wouldn’t soon forget. After one last sweep of his mouth, she sat up and clasped his shaft in her palm.

“Shree, protection,” he groaned.

“Oh shit.” How fucking stupid was she? He was too distracting for coherent thought. “I don’t have any.”

“It’s okay, I do. In my wallet. Left pocket.”

She searched for the packet and beamed when she found the answer to her prayers. Handing the latex over, she palmed his dick.

“Shit, that feels amazing. You make me so hard.” His lids lifted and he caught her gaze.

Up and down, she caressed him, squeezing him tight. Soft and warm, his cock was glorious. He was so sexy and made her hungry for everything he had to give.

Shree pulled the foil packet from his hand. Eyes on his, she ripped it open and smoothed the protection over his shaft. “Let’s put this hard-on to some good use.”

He clasped her waist as she pushed further up his thighs and helped position over his cock. Nervous butterflies took flight in her stomach. It had been a long while since she’d been so comfortable with a man like this, but anxiousness to be with him made her hands shake as she held his dick and glided over him.

His hiss of breath mingled with hers as her wet heat surrounded his flesh, stretching and pulling him in.

“Holy fuck,” Gavin groaned.

Shree glanced at him, seated atop him fully. He had his head back and eyes closed. She familiarized herself with his torso. Every bump and ridge excited her and filled her pussy with moisture.

To have him inside her, this glorious beast of a man who she suspected would never hurt a fly unless he absolutely had to, was sneaking past walls she’d spent so many years building.

His hold tightened at her waist as she rode him, giving her an anchor of balance. Her fingers played at his nipples. “Christ.” He growled low, his back arching off the floor.

Faster and with need chasing her, the building tension pushed her to release. Her walls swelled, smothering his dick tighter, sparks of euphoric electricity igniting them hotter.

His hips lifted, meeting hers on the down thrust. Shree gasped. “My God.” It was as if bolts of lightning had just circled lower from the sky and hit her pussy directly.

“Yeah, babe, ride me.”

cooltext129750505189949Drinking Partner – Allie Ritch

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Her gums grew tender as her fangs descended. She opened her mouth around his other nipple and let the very points prick him on either side.

“Alex!” Lucas said her name on a gasp. “Take what you need. Sink your pretty fangs into me.”

Oh, she intended to, but not quite yet. She wasn’t done playing.

Alex kept her bite light, only piercing him enough to draw twin beads of blood. Then she pulled back and watched his face as she licked each drop with the very tip of her tongue.

“You’re such a tease.” His voice was rough, but judging by his expression, he enjoyed the foreplay.

His cock was certainly happy about it. His shaft rose high and straight and proud from its nest of dark curls. The plump head was flushed, and a pearl of precum gathered at his slit. If she listened closely, she could hear his blood racing through the engorged organ.

Lucas was strong enough he could have taken control from her at any time, yet he stayed where he was, pressed against the shower wall as she knelt at his feet. Although she was the one in a position of supplication, she felt an intoxicating sense of power. Whatever other agendas Lucas might have, she knew his desire for her was honest.

Alex took the evidence of that desire in her hand and stroked it from root to crown. She sipped the drop of precum from the tip and rolled the bitter taste on her tongue. Did all women enjoy a man’s flavor as much as she did, or had she developed a different palate since becoming a vampire? If blood was nourishment, then this man’s essence had to be the equivalent of some exotic dessert.

More precum spurted from him under her ministrations. She licked his cock clean but refused to devour him. Instead she continued her torment by working licks and kisses down his shaft and then sucked on his balls. He made a guttural sound that caused a flood of moisture to gush from her pussy.

Bloodlust and animal lust fought for supremacy as her stomach muscles tightened and tension coiled in her womb. She let convenience dictate which would be satisfied first. With her face between his legs, she couldn’t miss the steady thump-thump of his femoral artery. She turned from his sac and sank her fangs into his inner thigh like he’d done to her last night.

His blood was like ambrosia. Layer upon layer of flavor hit her, each more complicated than the one before. She felt like she could taste his personality in his blood. Wine connoisseurs could probably describe it with panache: a bold bouquet with dark undertones and a smooth finish.

Lucas cried out and went rigid. She thought at first she’d bitten too hard and hurt him, but then she felt a warm splash that wasn’t from the showerhead. He was coming.

Alex waited until he was done before she withdrew her fangs and sealed the wounds. She felt almost drunk, though whether that was from his blood or the satisfying triumph of having made him lose control, she wasn’t sure. Her sex was so sensitive that just getting to her feet sent zingers of sensation through her clit. She wanted his cock inside her, but if he needed time to recover—

Lucas swung her around toward the opposite wall of the shower. Her hands hit the cold, smooth wall, and she found her nose pressed to the tile. The spray of water fell full force on her back, and his fingers bit into her hips where he held her in place. She felt the hard knob of his cock kiss her opening, which was the only warning she got before he tunneled inside her with a steady push.

He was huge! His dick felt every bit as long and fat tonight as it had this morning. Her vampire healing had ensured she wasn’t sore, but it was still a tight fit. If he’d been any bigger, he would have hurt her. Instead he filled her to capacity and seemed to know just how to angle his shaft to hit the sweet spot deep inside her.

“There are benefits to sleeping with an older man,” he informed her.

Alex squeezed her eyes shut and shoved back against him. “Especially one with a young man’s recovery time.”

Lucas’s chuckle sounded salacious.

She yelped when he withdrew and slammed back in. The head of his cock rang some secret cluster of nerves, and the slap of his balls against her backside was a tactile reminder of his potency. His second thrust was as slow and deep as the first, and then he really got going.

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