Been a while…

This little bit is set right after the first time Jack and Paige have sex and I wanted to share it because I was in that story yesterday, looking for suitable lines for #1lineWed on Twitter, and got reminded of how much I love it.

You know those times when you’re all orgasmed out and you can’t be held responsible for the words coming out of your mouth? This is one of those times…


Paige smiled at him then rolled on her side, facing him and reaching up to kiss him. She felt his arm snake around her waist, pulling her closer as they started kissing slowly.

She ran her hand up and down his arm, her feet tangling with his, as her tongue tangled with his. She pressed herself closer, loving how his arm felt around her waist.

Jack’s hand was caressing the small of her back and when it moved to the curve of her bottom, Paige whimpered and deepened the kiss.

Jack took it in his stride and ran his hand around her bottom to her thigh.

When Paige hooked her leg over his hip, bringing her crotch in close contact with his, he groaned at the heat coming from her and tightened his grip on her thigh, before moving his hand to the back of her neck in an attempt to bring her closer still, the kiss intensifying even more.

Paige could feel Jack’s cock harden against her and she was glad they seemed to be on the same page. It’d been a long time since she’d had sex with a man and it’d never felt this good with the ones she’d slept with, before Carly.

She hooked her leg around his and flipped them over, so that she was now lying on top of him, his cock trapped between them, her knees on either side of his hips.

The kiss ended and she slowly sat up, smiling, her hands resting flat on his broad chest.

Jack looked up at her, a bit dazed. It appeared she was ready for round two, if the wetness drenching his cock was any indication.

Moreover it appeared he was ready for round two as well and he was trying to decide if he was surprised or elated at the effect this woman had on him.

His hands had fallen from her neck when she had sat up and he rested them on her thighs, smiling at the naked woman straddling him.

Really nice view from here,” he joked.

Paige laughed, slowly raking her nails down his chest, causing him to let out a pleasure filled groan.

I like the view from where I’m sitting…”

Her hands reached his treasure trail then lower and he felt her fingers swipe the tip of his cock. His hips shot upwards at the contact.

Paige moaned loudly and felt her pussy clench when he bucked between her legs, his cock pressing against her slit.

She couldn’t wait any longer to have him inside her.

She lifted herself up just enough to guide his cock to her hole with one hand, her other hand resting on his chest while his hands gripped her hips.

She slid down on him really slowly, her eyes locked with his, both of them letting out a pleasure filled moan when he was finally sheathed all the way inside her.

Jack groaned when he felt how wet she was and how tightly her pussy was squeezing his cock. It was almost enough to make him cum and his hands flew to her hips.

Please don’t move…” he pleaded with her.

Paige couldn’t help the involuntary clench his words provoked.

He groaned again, his fingers digging into her hips to hold her still.

She looked down at him, her fingers stroking his chest and gave him a little smile.

Sorry…” she whispered.

He smiled back at her then she started grinding her hips against his, his hands at the small of her back holding her close.

She moved her thighs out, sinking on his cock that little bit more, both of them groaning at how deep he was able to reach.

Paige moved one hand behind her to rest on his thigh, her other hand staying where it was on his chest, that added support enabling her to grind harder against him, her clit getting an enormous amount of friction, sandwiched between them.

Jack couldn’t believe how hot and wet and tight she felt around his cock and he hooked his hands behind her knees and pulled her down, earning himself a very loud moan and an almighty clench when his cock hit that magic spot at the back of her pussy.

She was panting and crying out, her fingers digging into his skin, and he could tell the rhythm she’d set of a fast grind forward and a slow grind backwards was getting her close, and truth be told, it was working for him too.

He let go of her knees to reach up and capture her nipples between his fingers, squeezing lightly at first then harder as she moaned louder and moved faster against him.

Then suddenly she was screaming, her body going rigid over him, her pussy squeezing his cock.

When the screaming finally stopped she flopped on top of him, breathing hard and laughing against his neck.

He buried his hand in her hair and brought her up for a kiss, before rolling them over.

She smiled up at him, biting her lip when he put his hands on her hips at the same time she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He started thrusting, slowly at first because she felt so swollen around his cock he was afraid he’d hurt her but her whispered “harder…” made him start to give her the pounding she clearly wanted.

Jack was thrusting hard and fast, hitting deep inside her again, and Paige could feel another orgasm starting to build.

Harder… please…”

She moaned when he let go of her hips and his body was covering hers as he wrapped his arms under her shoulders.

The extra purchase enabled him to thrust even deeper in and out of her swollen sopping pussy and after a few more thrust he came with a loud growl, at the same time she cried out her release again.

He moved off her, rolling onto his back next to her.

Wow…” was all he could muster. That had really blown his mind.

He wrapped his arm around her when she moved closer and put her head on his shoulder. They looked at each other and she smiled at him before reaching up to kiss him softly.

Yeah… that was… just… wow…” She seemed to be having a hard time making words as well and he liked that he had that effect on her.

When was the last time you… you know… with a man?” The words were out of his mouth before he could stop himself and he groaned, mentally giving himself a slap.

Of all the dumb things to say to a woman you barely know after you just had amazing sex…

Paige chuckled and leaned up on her elbow so she could look at him properly. She could tell he was embarrassed he’d asked THAT question.

A long time. Before Carly,” she replied simply.

And you’ve been with Carly how long?” He groaned again and covered his face with his free hand. “I’m sorry. Please ignore me. That is none of my business. I can’t seem to shut up.”

He heard her giggle and felt her fingers over his and looked back into her eyes when she lifted his hand away.

She didn’t seem angry or embarrassed or uncomfortable, she was smiling at him and resting her chin on her arm on his chest. He reached over to brush a strand of hair away from her face and smiled back at her.

I’m sorry. I think you melted my brain before. I have no idea what I’m saying,” he apologized again.

She kissed his chest and linked the fingers of her free hand with the fingers of his free hand.

You melted my brain too you know… Twice… Well… four times if we’re counting the nipplegasm on your couch.”

He laughed with her. “Oh I’m definitely counting that one!” he assured her.

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Naughty Pool Shenanigans

This is another story that borrows characters from Bree Guildford.

She started writing about Alyssa and Cameron who decide to elope to Rarotonga to get married after their respective mothers drive them crazy trying to take over wedding plans. On the trip they are joined by their three best friends, who happen to be in a polyamorous relationship (there’s a story there, and it might get written) and the following is what they get up to at the island resort they’re staying at.


Calleigh barely registered the splash of someone diving into the pool behind them because Dylan was holding her against him with one arm around her waist, his other hand in her bikini bottoms, two of his fingers slowly running up and down her slit as the water sloshed around their shoulders.

Her arms were wrapped loosely over his shoulders to try and keep up the pretence that nothing naughty was going on but it was taking all her energy to NOT moan out loud every time his fingers slid over her clit. Her fingers dug into his skin as a warning that went unheeded.

The area around the pool was mostly deserted but there were still a couple of people enjoying the late afternoon sun on loungers over the other side of where they were.

She and Dylan had been in the water for about an hour, chasing each other all over the pool for a while before just floating lazily around and making out. Soon enough things had escalated, as was the norm between them.

Her hand had oh-so-innocently brushed against his crotch, his fingers had grazed over her nipple and now they were in the shallow end of the pool, his hand between her legs.

She was getting hornier by the minute as his hand kept moving up and down against her slick flesh and she knew he was getting affected too.

She could feel him grow hard against her belly and was seriously considering pulling him out of his board shorts and impaling herself on his cock right where they were when she felt two hands grab her hips as a strong body pressed against her back. Continue reading

Of nipplegasms and first time sex…

I seem to be posting excerpts of this story in zero chronological order. Oh well.

Paige met Jack on a plane. He sought her out in the baggage claim area and when he asked for her number Paige’s girlfriend Carly told Jack Paige would love to go on a date with him.

They met up for a coffee (and cake) a few days later and when their conversation took a turn for the personal and a bit naughty, they decided to head for his house for some more privacy.

When this excerpt start they just sat down on the couch with a cuppa and Jack asked Paige to tell him more about that story her girlfriend wrote.


“Are you gonna tell me about those nicknames? Please?”

Paige shuddered when his fingers left hers to start stroking her arm instead, causing her to bite down a whimper.

Her clit started to throb and her thighs squeezed together as she gave him a reply sure to take his attention away from those nicknames she didn’t want to get into, her eyes resolutely fixed on the cup of tea she was holding on her knee.

“Surely you would rather hear about the naughty stuff that happens in the sexy captain’s car after him and that girl drive back to his house…”

His fingers came to a halt on her arm.

“What…” Jack cleared his throat. “What kind of naughty stuff?” he asked as he started stroking her arm again, venturing higher this time. If she was trying to distract him from those damn nicknames, she had succeeded.

He watched as Paige took a sip of her tea before getting her leg from under her and leaning to set her drink back on the coffee table. She then sat back a fraction closer to him, her knees under her, facing him.

He was still stroking her arm where it was lying on the back of the couch, his free hand resting on his knee but itching to touch her. Anywhere.

As if she’d read his mind, she reached over and laced her fingers with his as she started talking again, her eyes on their hands on his knee.

“You see, when they’re in the car on the way back to his house, they get talking… and she tells him… that really…” Suddenly she looked up straight at him. “He’s the only person on her free pass list.” Continue reading

A bit bored but horny a lot!

This is the start of that new story idea I got when Bree and I had that creative meeting last week.

I hope you like it.


Becky looked up when she heard the door of the hotel suite open and smiled when she saw it was Troy.

Hey,” she said with a little wave as he shut the door behind him. “What are you doing back here so soon?” she asked, watching him as he walked over to her.

He sat on the edge of the bed to remove his shoes and socks, dropping them on the floor before looking at her.

Didn’t feel right, leaving you all alone all afternoon like that, so I came back.”

He moved up the bed to sit next to her, his arm going over her shoulders as she snuggled up to him. He looked so big and powerful, even just lying there, relaxing on a bed. Her eyes fell on the bulge in his pants and she felt her clit throb.

“So whatcha doing?” he interrupted her train of thoughts, thoughts which were turning decidedly dirty and she looked up at him with a smile, her hand finding the hem of his shirt and sliding under it to stroke the skin of his belly.

“Just waiting for this movie to start cos I was bored,” she replied as her fingers traced his treasure trail.

Oh yeah? What movie?” Troy moved down the bed a bit and readjusted the pillow behind him. Becky looked up at him with a naughty grin and bit her lip.

A naughty movie…”

Troy laughed and she felt his hand move from her shoulder down her back to settle on her butt. The man really had giant arms.

So you’re that kind of bored…” Continue reading

Chocolate scones and clever plans

I know, I know, I’m posting bits of this story in a non-chronological order. It’s summer here and it’s very hot and it’s melting my brain. Anyways.

This all started as a one-shot that Bree was writing. Once again I got inspired.

Lia and Clara have been together for 6 years. A bit over a year ago, Clara had a one night stand with Nathan, whom she’d had a massive crush on for years. That was that but then some months down the track, Nathan met with the girls again and he found that he had a decision to make.

Fast forward a year, Lia, Clara, Nathan and their little baby girl are off on a holiday. There just one weekend apart to live through first, and Lia’s plans might just have to change…


 

Lia ordered a latte and a chocolate scone and settled herself on one of the bar stools to the side of the counter as she waited for her drink order. While nibbling on her scone she took a look around.

The place was packed. She’d never seen so many people at Wellington Airport and she’d been there at different times of the day and different days of the year.

Clara had told her she’d order her own drink once she got back from changing Violet’s nappy as she liked her hot drinks hot, unlike Lia who didn’t care how cold her coffee got. She’d just determined not to have another piece of the decidedly tasteless double chocolate scone when a vaguely familiar male voice interrupted her musings.

“Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full.”

She turned to face the man just as her brain made the voice to name to face connection.

Shane Gibson.

It was Shane Gibson.

Fuck! Continue reading

I guess Grandma has a point then…

You know how it goes… Bree Guildford started writing a story, a one-shot about Clara and Lia, who are very much in love with each other, having a chance meeting in a café with Nathan, a guy Clara has had a crush on for the longest time and the unexpected long-term consequences of their one night stand.

Suddenly I got hit by a plot bus and I started writing about those same characters about a year on, when Lia accidentally meets at the airport the guy she has had a crush on for the longest time. Of course Clara has the brilliant idea that Lia should spend the weekend with Shane, instead of alone in her hotel room (Clara and Nathan are going to his grandmother’s for her birthday and Lia is persona non grata there).

In this bit I randomly decided to post, Clara and Nathan have just arrived at his grandmother’s house.


“So, Nathaniel, have you set a date yet?” his grandmother asked him and he sighed internally.

He had wondered how long it would take his grandmother to mention his love life and the answer was approximately five minutes after they all sat down in her living room with a cuppa. They’d been at her house all of 30 minutes, in which time Violet had been changed and had had a feed before the adults sat down.

“A date for what, grandma?”He tried to do his best to look confused as he looked at the old women who was sitting in her comfy armchair to his left.

“For your wedding of course, you silly boy,” the old lady admonished. “When are you going to marry that poor girl?”

Nathan didn’t bother hiding his sigh this time, as he threw Clara an apologetic look before taking his grandmother’s hand in his, his other hand keeping Violet safely against him on his knee.

“Grandma, I’ve told you this already, she is not mine to marry,” he told her for what seemed to be the thousandth time since the news had broken that he was going to be a father. Continue reading

Maybe food can wait, after all…

*waves*

Hello! I’ve been meaning to post this excerpt for a while but I kept putting it off. The names needed changing, I wondered whether I should post more of that scene, or a different scene from that story… Anyway, here it is.

It’s a story I started over 2 years ago (told you I was a slow writer!!!). It’s my longest story to date and it’s a long way from being finished (again, slow writer). But I love it.

Paige has had a crush on Jack for the longest time and when they met on a plane, they both felt a connection. Later in the airport she is reunited with her girlfriend, Carly, who decides that giving Jack Paige’s number is a good idea. Long story short, a few days later, Paige and Jack go out for a coffee (and cake, of course) and then end up at his house.

***I included the polyamory tag for this post because while this is early days for Paige and Jack, they are going to be together, just as much as Paige and Carly are together.***

The following excerpt takes place some time after they get back to Jack’s house and after some deliciously naughty naked shenanigans…

**Edited to add the link to the scene from the story that Paige mentions in the kitchen, you can find it right here on WordPress now that Bree Guildford has made the move from Blogger!**


Jack groaned when the first taste of Paige hit his tongue. He pushed his tongue into her hole before licking back up her slit and finding her clit, concentrating on that part of her anatomy; her cries indicating to him that he was doing something extremely right.

He quickly found that licking in circles earned him the strongest reaction and when she started moaning even louder he glanced up to find that she was playing with her nipples, her hips bucking against his face something fierce.

He’d never been with a woman who took matters into her own hands (literally!) and found it extremely arousing. From her reaction to his tongue, he knew it was doing awesome things to her so he figured she needed the nipple stimulation as well.

Her cries changed and soon she was pushing down on his head with one hand and screaming into a pillow as her orgasm hit. The scream seemed to go on and on and on. He took one last lick and looked up at her when she started laughing.

That was a first.

He moved up on the bed until he was lying next to her and wrapped an arm around her, bringing her close.

Paige tried to catch her breath. He’d really killed her with that last one and she was glad he was holding her, she needed physical contact after an orgasm.

I moved… sorry…” he said, very serious.

She giggled against his chest then looked up at him.

I noticed…” she replied, a split second before he moved closer and kissed her. She melted into the kiss before a loud rumbly noise coming from her belly interrupted them.

She blushed, terribly embarrassed, when they broke the kiss. He smiled at her.

My thoughts exactly,” he joked before adding, “even if I just ate you…”

She feigned shock. “Are you saying I’m not enough, Mr Michaels?”

He shook his head and kissed her lips once more, briefly, before moving back a bit, smiling.

Oh, you’re just delicious, but I think we should have some real food.” His smile faded as he remembered her situation. “If you have time, of course… I know we said… umm… but I mean… I wouldn’t want to… you know… umm… keep you… from your girlfriend… I…”

He was rambling and hating himself for it. He never rambled. He got self-conscious and a little embarrassed when people asked private questions because he was a private person by nature and his private life was none of their business, but this, this was different.

Paige rested one arm over his chest, her chin on her hand, her eyes locked on him, smiling.My girlfriend is busy traumatising… I mean… entertaining some innocent young author person. Her last words to me were : ‘Have fun climbing that man like a tree!’ You really think she’s going to mind if you and I have something to eat? Besides, remember, not a one night stand.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “OK then, would you rather stay in or go out?”

Well… going out involves getting dressed, and to be honest I’m rather enjoying being naked with you.”

I’m enjoying that too. We could order in, then no need to cook, and no need to go out,” Jack suggested.

Hmmm and miss out on watching a sexy man cook for me? I don’t think so!” Paige replied without missing a beat.

Jack shook his head and laughed. “Right then… What shall I cook for you, madam?” His laughter died when he remembered he’d only just come back from a trip and hadn’t really bothered with a decent grocery shop. “Umm… before you answer that, let me just check exactly what food I do have.”

She rolled her eyes at him before getting off him so they could both get up.

He put his boxers back on and, remembering they’d left their tops in a pile in the lounge, moved over to his set of drawers to get a clean T-shirt out.

Umm…” he heard her voice right behind him as he pushed the drawer shut and turned round to find her right there, in her black panties with her arms crossed over her breasts.

“Could I borrow a shirt?” she asked sheepishly, biting her lip a little.

Sure,” he replied, handing her the one he’d just pulled out of the drawer and watching, mesmerised, as she put it on right in front of him. The shirt was tight on her and the way her nipples were pressing against the cotton made his mouth water.

He took her hand in his and led the way out of the room before he gave into his urge and took her back to bed. They entered the kitchen and he checked the fridge then the freezer.

Well… I have… bread… and bacon. That seems to be it,” he told her over his shoulder before moving to the pantry to look in there too, in the hope there was something left. He heard movement behind him and turned around.

She’d hopped onto the kitchen island and was sitting on the edge of the counter, her legs crossed at the ankles. Her hands were gripping the edge next on either side of her thighs and she was looking at him intently, biting her lip.

You ok?” he asked her, slowly walking over and stopping in front of her, his hands settling on the outside of her knees. She nodded then opened her legs. He stepped closer, his hands skimming up her thighs as he did so.

I’m fine,” she said finally, her hands leaving the countertop and finding his waist. “Just…” She shrugged. “Daydreaming, I guess. Bacon would be very good,” she finished, looking up at him while her fingers stroked his sides.

He smiled at her and leaned forward to give her a quick kiss on the lips before moving back, only to find that he couldn’t. Her legs were suddenly around his middle, holding him in place. He felt the heels of her feet dig into the back of his thighs as she pulled him closer.

His fingers dug into the flesh of her upper thighs and she let out a soft moan. He barely suppressed his moan when he felt her heat against him and his cock twitched. He knew she’d felt it when her nails dug into his sides and he groaned.

I thought you were hungry,” he reminded her, his voice a loud whisper full of need. He pressed into her and she moaned again, louder this time.

I am… really… I am… It’s just that…” she replied, her breaths coming fast.

Just that what?” he asked, pressing into her again, his fingers moving to cup her ass so he could pull her to him even more.

Well… remember… that book… I was tell-telling you about?” She was panting now and he was loving it.

The vampires? Yeah, what about it?” He was getting affected by the sexual charge in the room and was half-considering getting her naked again.

She’d started moving her hips against him, his hardening cock was sandwiched between them and he hoped he wouldn’t cum in his boxers like a teenager.

In the book… there’s a scene… the sexy lawyer… and that girl… in his kitchen…” She let out a loud whimper and he moved one hand to the back of her neck so he could pull her in for a kiss.

He ended the kiss a minute later and moved to her ear to whisper, “What happens in his kitchen?” before nibbling a path down her neck. She was panting and the feel of her hot breath on his skin was causing him to breathe faster as well.

He loved the way she was whimpering and moaning in his ear.

He’s… he’s cooking breakfast and then… he decides that… he’d rather… eat… her… on the bench… so he does…” she finished telling him with a moan as she moved her arms up and round his neck, pressing her whole upper body to his at the same time.

He growled, his fingers digging in her butt as she kept grinding against him, the movements of her hips gathering speed.

I can understand the appeal,” Jack whispered against her neck before moving his head to kiss her again, capturing her lips and wasting no time slipping his tongue in her waiting mouth. The talking stopped as they let their bodies do the talking for them.

They were both too far gone to think about removing their underwear but when he felt her nails rake down his sides a second after he’d deepened the kiss, and she let out a moan that had a direct effect on his cock, he knew he had to do something.

He broke the kiss and gave her a heated look. Paige shuddered when he looked at her with unbridled hunger in her eyes then unlocked her ankles just enough so she could reach between them and gently pulled his cock out of his boxers.

She felt his fingers graze her hot flesh as he moved her undies to the side and, guiding his cock with one hand, he sank into her to the hilt.