18 Aug '15

#SSceneC2015 : Noell Mosco @noellcakes vs Tessa Bailey @mstessabailey #NSFW

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cooltext129748819578231Asking for Forever – Noell Mosco

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cover idea“God,” Nora murmured into the darkness of the room.

West smiled against her, pulling away from his mission between her legs and traced his tongue along her stomach, ribs and settling between her breasts.  “Good?” he asked her before he sucked one of her tightened nipples between his lips.

Nora gasped at the change of sensation and could mutter one word and one word only.  “Yes!”

West palmed a handful of her other breast in his hand while he sucked on the other.  Between his thumb and forefinger, he rolled her nipple until it was a tight little ball, which caused her to wiggle even more beneath him.  “Hmm?” he asked.

“Yes,” she breathed huskily.  He smiled again before he reached her lips with his.  Nora could taste herself lingering on his tongue and it turned her on even more.

Stationed over top of her center, West’s dick tickled at her clit, teasing Nora and rubbing against her.  The hotness of him touching her caused her to jump with each contact and she tried to move her hips in just the right direction to invite West inside of her.  He was playing a game and she knew it.  Finally, she had enough and reached between their bodies to grip onto him and positioned him exactly where he needed to go.

With one swift and deep movement, West pushed himself inside of Nora’s dripping pussy.  She moaned his name into his shoulder and she gripped onto his ass with her hands, holding him at her hilt, feeling his length and girth stretch her.  When she released her hold, a moan slid out of her throat as he pulled back so he could push into her again.  Farther this time.  And again.

“Yes.”  The word strangled from her throat in a whisper as he plowed into her.

“Say it again,” West said with a sexually demanding tone that was laced with filth and hunger.

Nora’s eyes connected with his, hovering just centimeters above her own and she saw the lust hidden behind the curtains of gray fog.  “Yes,” she obliged to his demand.

“Again,” he said, pulling out and slamming back inside.

“Yes.”  She tilted her head back against the pillows, her hair getting tangled in the friction from the sheets.  Nora needed to arch her back at the sensations that were bursting through her, from the spots inside of her that no other man has ever been able to touch.

“Louder,” West demanded.  He bucked into her again with a force that felt like she was about to be ripped into two.  She moaned against his thrust, raising her hips to meet his cock.  Once more he reared back and fucked her with a passion that could only mean one thing: he was lost in her.  “Louder, damn it.”

“Yes!” she finally cried as he slammed into her pussy.  God, the feelings that coursed through her veins.  The lust – thrust.  The love – thrust.  The pain – thrust.  The pain – thrust.  The fucking magnificent wonderful fulfilling good-motherfucking-pain – THRUST.  “YES!” she screamed.

West stopped, buried inside of her, his hands tenderly caressing the sides of her beautiful face.  He placed a quick and light kiss on her lips and relished in the fact that he was the reason she was nearly gasping.  “Not gonna lie, Nor.  Once I start fucking you, really fucking you, I won’t be able to stop,” he said as he moved minimally inside of her.  “It might hurt because I’m going to fuck you hard and fast.  I won’t be able to hold back.”

“Then fuck me hard,” Nora answered him.  He started to piston his cock in and out of her drenched pussy.  She had to pull her lips away from his to arch her back – their friction was indescribable, their passion off the charts, their chemistry un-fucking-deniable.  Nora held on to West’s ass as long as she could before her hands slipped up his back and her fingernails dug into his skin, leaving marks in their wake.

He groaned her name as he fucked her, his need to give her pleasure more than his need to release.  Faster and harder he pushed into her and she took it.  She took each thrust and drive like her body was made for his and her whimpers started to get louder the more he pummeled into her.

“Yes!” she called out to the gods of pleasure.  He continued to pound into her until he knew he gave her a mind blowing orgasm.  He knew it was close.  He could feel her insides start to tighten against his pumping cock and he knew it only a short matter of time until she started to finally scream his name, just like he wanted her to.  Finally she clamped around his raging hard cock with a tightness he never experienced before.

“God, fuck!  Yes, West.  Yes!  Don’t fucking stop!”  Stars burst in her eyes and she could see nothing but pure white as her orgasm rolled through her, shuddering in her toes, exploding around West’s hardness as he continued to pump her and shivering its way throughout the rest of her body.  Nora grabbed at West’s back, hauling him inside of her as far as she could pull him until her orgasm peaked, her nails digging into his skin as deep as she wanted him inside of her.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned as he dropped his head near Nora’s on the pillow.  His hips continued to drill into her, milking himself to reach his orgasm.  Nora was still sensitive and with his new angle of fucking her, his shaft rubbed against the bottom of her clit, causing an entire new wave of pleasure to completely wash throughout her entire body, pulsating in her pussy and making her scream out his name again.

“God, yes.  Yes.  Unngggh.”  West dropped himself on top of Nora as he came, his dick throbbing with each gush of his release.  Nora felt each one of his pulses from his orgasm and she never felt more whole in her entire life.  Lifeless and limp as a wet rag, she found the willpower to put her hands around West’s face and kiss him like there was no tomorrow.

cooltext129750505189949Off Base : Tessa Bailey
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“I don’t lay hands on women,” he said, voice like gravel.

Exulting in the privilege of being the one to correct his misconception, give him the extra push, Kenna flattened her palms on the table, bent forward and tilted her hips. As if he had no control over his actions, Beck dragged his hard cock up and down the valley of her bottom, making her moan. “This is for my pleasure, Beck.” She tossed her hair, meeting his tortured gaze over her shoulder. “Don’t you want to give me pleasure?”

“Yes. Constantly.”

“Then take yours and watch me find mine, too.”

She leaned down and pressed her cheek to the cool leather, her face turned so she could watch him in the mirror. His barrel chest shuddered once, twice, his right hand lifting and flexing in the air. Finally, as if the final barrier had crumbled, his huge hand landed on her backside with a satisfying slap. “Oh, God,” she breathed, the flesh between her legs tightening like a fist. Beck’s erection bulged against her backside, telling her without words how affected he’d been. Her vision cleared and she saw him in the mirror, watching her with a mixture of concern and arousal. Sweat had broken out on his forehead, the muscles in his arms straining beneath his skin. Fuck hot. “That made me feel so good, Beck.” She licked the saltiness from her lips. “Did you like it?”

“Too much.” His voice had dropped to such a deep pitch, it set off a dark, dangerous throb beneath her belly button. “I’m not sure about the things it made me feel…the things I want to do.”

Kenna started to remind him nothing they did was wrong, but his hand colliding with her still-damp backside had her gasping instead.

“I know what you’re going to say. That nothing between us is wrong,” he grated, smacking her buttocks with increased force. “What if I want it to feel a little wrong, darlin’. What then?”

Turned on to a level she’d never encountered, it became difficult to get air into her lungs. Was that her making the table shake? “It’ll only be wrong if you stop.”

In the space of two seconds, he’d fisted his erection, guided the thick head to her entrance and plunged every merciless inch inside her, roaring as he went. Kenna screamed into the table’s leather surface but was cut off when he started to drive himself home, again and again. The buildup had been so great, the anticipation so intense, an orgasm stripped her from the inside out. It seemed never ending, bolstered by Beck filling her to capacity with each thrust. The table rocked beneath her, its wooden legs scraping on the ground, but Beck grabbed it by the sides and held it still, kept it from moving forward. Pinned. She was pinned at the hips by his swollen arousal and the knowledge was indescribable.

Kenna thought the force of Beck entering her couldn’t get any greater, but she was wrong. He used his white-knuckled grip on the table to jerk her—and the table—back, to meet his drives. Scrape, scrape, scrape. She became part of the heavy piece of furniture, bent over its edge, existing to service him. Behind her, Beck growled, the sound mingling with the scrape of wood on tile. “You need this, don’t you, Kenna? Need my cock to be the only one that gets you from now on?” He moved faster. Faster. “That’s what I need.”

Her muffled reply got lost in the sound of wet flesh connecting. She had no idea what her response had been, anyway. Didn’t care. Could only concentrate on the pleasure teasing her loins, getting ready to go off like a camera flash. Almost there. Almost there.

Abruptly, Beck ceased his tireless drives, removing one hand from the table to reach between her legs. “You need me to touch you here, don’t you? I’m a fast learner, Kenna.” The callused pads of his fingers dragged over her clit, then circled, his hips delivering deliberate, slow thrusts. “I watched every move you made our first night. I know you like when I use my size against you. When I bounce you up and down like a little doll.” His fingers moved faster, rougher. “And now I know a good slap on your perked-up ass gets you the wettest of all, don’t I?”

To emphasize his point, he pulled out until only the tip of his arousal remained inside her, then slammed back inside, demanding an answer. “Yes!

“I know everything you need. Everything.” His chest aligned with her back, pressing her down into the leather table, his stubble rasping over her ear. “I’m your daddy now, Kenna.”

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