#SSceneC2017 : Semi Final 1 Pot B : SA McAuley vs Gail Kogar @AuthorSAMcAuley @Askole

Posted October 26, 2017 by Nix in Active Giveaway, Sex Scene Championship 2017 / 3 Comments

Someday It Will Be – S.A. McAuley

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Isaac lingered, taking his time with Poe—touching, licking, tasting. Teasing. Poe curled his fingers into Isaac’s hair and gently pulled, silently begging for Isaac’s lips to envelop him completely. Isaac laughed, low and throaty, and licked at the base of Poe’s cock, then swirled his tongue up and around the head. Poe arched into the touch without thought, pushing himself deeper into Isaac’s mouth.

This feeling wasn’t new—getting lost in the hot, wet heat of another man’s mouth—but somehow it was more. So much more since it was Isaac pulling those needy moans from his throat, Isaac wrapping his hand around the base of his cock and spurring him forward, careening him toward that edge with abandon. Isaac stilled Poe with a hand to Poe’s hip, fingers digging into Poe’s skin, teeth catching on the head of his cock, alighting every nerve in Poe’s body until all he could think about was Isaac.

Poe was already oversensitive, his hole stretched from Isaac driving inside him only moments ago. But he didn’t want Isaac to stop or ease up on him. He needed to be taken by Isaac over and over again until every memory of every other man was wiped away into a long-forgotten haze, more dream than reality. He stifled a cry as Isaac took him deep and swallowed around his shaft, Isaac’s throat vibrating with moans of pleasure.

Isaac slipped a lubed finger into Poe’s ass and pumped it slowly in time with the movement of his lips and tongue. Poe surrendered to the moment, to the languid swipes of Isaac’s tongue on his cock. Isaac was torturing him. Knowing that the slowness with which he fucked Poe’s ass and tentatively bobbed his head along Poe’s length would drive him mad.

Isaac sucked Poe in deep, hard, and found that spot inside him that blackened his vision and stole his breath, catapulting him to the edge, then Isaac withdrew completely, leaving Poe a writhing mess on the rumpled sheets.

“Fuck, Isaac. I need more. Please. More,” Poe begged, his grasp on Isaac’s head pulling his lover back to his aching cock.

More. He needed so much more. More heat, more friction. More of Isaac’s touch. More reassurance. It was only in these moments—so intimate, so overwhelming—that Poe could believe Isaac’s return to him was real.

Isaac swallowed him down to the hilt and Poe arched off the bed, unable to hold back the oaths of worship that fell from his lips. Isaac was everywhere around and in him all at once—his scent, his skin, his breath—and Poe was wholly alive. Free and yet owned completely. Loved.

He was consumed by Isaac’s touch. A willing slave to Isaac’s command. Isaac sped his pace, added another finger, sinking them deep into Poe’s ass until Poe could no longer restrain the bucking of his hips. He was so close, a scorching fire racing through his veins, a burn that only Isaac could stoke to uncontrollable heights. He was breaking apart, deconstructed with Isaac’s hands, with his mouth. With Isaac’s reverence of his body. There was no way to fight the assault and he didn’t want to. He craved this loss of control and trusted Isaac to shatter him then bring him back from the brink. He knew Isaac would have the power to pick up those pieces and resurrect him into something stronger.

Poe chased the contrasting sensations of Isaac’s fingers and tongue, Isaac’s hand on his hip branding him with pain and possession. He was Isaac’s. His. How could he have ever doubted that?

Poe cried out Isaac’s name and let himself go, spilling into Isaac’s mouth, his hands gripped firmly in Isaac’s hair, his body wracked with the intensity of the release. Isaac didn’t pull away until Poe was still again, his body sated and mind wiped clean of everything except the man entwining his fingers with Poe’s as Isaac slumped onto the bed next to him.

Game On Askole-Gail Koger

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A wicked smile curled my mouth. Sam had taught me a way to bring a man to knees without ever physically touching him. I cradled Tihar’s face between my palms. “Using just my mind, I’m going to show you Earth’s version of a thousand delights. I’m going to give you the blow job of the century.”

“Blow job?”

I quickly scanned for kids. Yay! They were under the bed, sleeping. “You’ve never heard of a blow job?” Color me amazed.


“You’re in for a treat.” I wrapped a mental hand around his penis and squeezed.

Tihar’s eyes widened in surprise and his tentacles stood out from his head.

Using my psychic talents, I stroked his long, hard length faster and faster; while simultaneously licking his testicles like they were my favorite chocolate ice cream. Following Sam’s directions, I worked him into a frenzy by simply swirling the tip of my psychic tongue around his scrotum.

Tihar threw his head back and howled.

For the piece de resistance, I simulated ramming the tip of his dick into the roof of my mouth and gently manhandled his balls.

Shazam! Tihar’s body bowed and shook violently as I launched him into an orgasmic tsunami.

Were his eyes crossed? Kind of looked like it. God, had I maimed him?

For the longest time, Tihar stared blankly as tremors continued to shake his body.

Had I put him into sensory overload? Or a sex coma? I patted his face. “Hello? Anyone home? Gonna add blow jobs to your thousand delights?”

“Yes.” His voice was a harsh whisper. “Who taught you that?”

“My cousin Sam. You met her, remember?”

“Yes, Rho took her.” Tihar’s tentacles moved restlessly.

Whew! His eyes were back to normal. “Sam said she learned the technique from a holy woman in India.”

“I cannot believe a holy woman would know of such things.”

I shrugged. “You could be right. Personally, I think Sam picked up that little trick from Jed, her low-down snake of an ex-boyfriend, along with a bad case of genital herpes. He was a big-time man whore.”

“A man whore?”

“Yep, not only did she catch Jed in bed with another woman, he betrayed her to the Coletti. Sam blew up his prized ’68, canary yellow Mustang. Sam’s got a nasty, vengeful streak and so do I. If I catch you in bed with another woman, I’ll cut your pecker off.”

Tihar winced. “You are my chosen. No female can replace you.”

“Good answer.”

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3 responses to “#SSceneC2017 : Semi Final 1 Pot B : SA McAuley vs Gail Kogar @AuthorSAMcAuley @Askole

  1. Laura

    Game On Askole-Gail Koger
    I really enjoy her books. They are fun to read, there is action, humor and laugh out fun, and great sex scenes.

    • Laura W.

      Game On Askole-Gail Koger
      I really enjoy her books. They are fun to read, there is action, humor and laugh out fun, and great sex scenes.

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