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puck bunny who kneels in the penalty box, barely off-camera, to make sure the players don't lose morale in there. puck bunny who gets sent up into the bleachers to reward the loudest fans. puck bunny who gets tied to a bench in the locker room for the players to use as they please. puck bunny who blacks out at the afterparty and they use her as a table for their drinks and ashtrays or just use her as their ashtray to begin with. puck bunny who gets taken home by the mvp and gets a puck shoved in her mouth and her ass beaten with a stick before he fucks her senseless. puck bunny who drinks out of the cup after all the players drain their cum into it...?
it wasnât just over eagerness driving kaliâs actions, in the back of her mind she also wondered just how long the two of them could be missing for before someone was curious about where they got off too. not that she thought any of marisolâs co-workers cared enough to follow but she was likely to be blushing after their encounter. the last thing they needed was to give anyone ideas. she was relieved the two of them could be somewhat shielded away, smiling at marisolâs urgency. âthen why wait?â she definitely didnât want to, having no hesitation in leaning in to press their lips together. there was no taking their time and keeping it sweet. she went for heat right away, tongue slipping from her mouth to chase the taste of the other woman.
as soon as kali's lips met hers, marisol was grateful that they'd stepped away, that they didn't have to limit themselves to under-the-table activities. she leaned in fully to her kisses, taking desperate breaths each time they parted before going back for more. she wrapped her arms tightly around kali's waist and pulled her body close; this sensation was one she wanted to revel in. a quiet, indulgent hum reverberated from her and into her girlfriend's mouth as she began to rock into her body. "this was such a good idea," she said, breaking from their frantic kiss for a moment to admire her partner. "i want all of you. and damn if you don't look as beautiful as the sunset behind you right now."
if i ever say i'm going to do stuff after work again don't believe me
she should care about the sea of eyes that turn their attention on her when he speaks. but all jolene can think about is the promise heâd broken, and how slighted she felt in this moment. â but you saidâ â her focus shifts to the window, watching the library come and go. a disappointed whine tears from her throat, eyes rounding as she looks up at him with a protruding bottom brim. â you said if i was good, weâd stop and get a book. you lied. you're a liar! âÂ
skylar smiles. he had said that, of course. jolene has no idea the bus will swing around to the new bookshop that opened up, and she has no idea that she's already earned herself her reward. he lets it stay that way for now. truthfully, he's enjoying her public outburst, thrilled by the way they've already captured everyone's attention. he leans in closer to her, his smile already fading. "i don't ever want to hear you call me a liar again."
the bus lurches around a corner, and he instinctively puts an arm around her waist to steady her. then he reaches up with his other hand, grabbing her by the jaw and forcing her to look at their reflection in the window. he points at it. "does that look like a good girl to you? because as far as i'm concerned, good girls don't pout and whine like that."
she can't help but smile softly when they hesitated in the door, her whole face lighting up with it. then they selected a thick black cloth and her smile slowly faded; there would be no relief, not any time soon. their eyes fluttered closed as taylor kissed her forehead, leaning into the sweet touch. with eyes still closed, the fabric was settled onto her face, wordlessly obeying their touch and lifting her head. once it was firmly tied to her face, she blinked her eyes open; there was nothing, just blackness, no light creeping through. she shivered at their words, their touch. there were suddenly fingers inside of her and they gasped, hips rocking in time with their fingers. and then it was gone and eleanor was making a noise of disapproval. "taylor, baby," she whined as she listened to them retreating, but it was no use. they were gone.
the anticipation was killing them. real or imagined, it felt as though her senses were heightened; was that laughter in the other room? some murmured conversation, unintelligible to eleanor? footsteps, perhaps? there was a buzz in her ears, straining for information, for something that would tell her that their relief would be there soon. there, was that it? someone approaching the room? her cunt pulsed with need, eager anticipation. she may have felt unsure, nervous about taylor calling friends over, but now she was just desperate for someone's touch.
taylor was hyper-aware of the sounds eleanor would hear after they left the room. the front door opening? probably not. the pleasantries they shared with their friends? maybe, though they didn't waste much time on that. the sound of both girls giggling as they got closer to the bedroom? she would definitely hear that. five or six minutes had passed before they swung the bedroom door back open, though they had a feeling it had seemed like longer to eleanor. they stepped aside, allowing the two women to enter before slipping inside and shutting the door behind them.
the lights were dimmed, just bright enough for taylor to admire her body from the seat they took in the corner chair. they watched as the women approached the bed, both smiling at the sight of her splayed out in front of them. "isn't she pretty?" they said, speaking to their friends but refusing to take their eyes off of eleanor.
kaya was the one to answer. "beautiful," she purred, hungry eyes sweeping over smooth skin and pausing between their legs. "awwâlook how wet you've gotten them already. you've got yourself a needy little slut, don't you?" she tilted her head playfully, moving to rest one hand firmly on each of their thighs. "how many fingers do you think it'll take to make her cum? i'm betting on one." her hands slid up, up, up, until she was able to hook her thumbs into eleanor's folds, spreading her, examining her. "i bet it was hard not to fuck this perfect cunt, huh? was she begging? giselle, come hereâi'll hold her down. we need to give this poor baby some relief, don't you think?"
hearing that certainly has him excited to see just how eagerly she would work to make him cum. it's not like this is their first quickie, but lilly had somewhere to go which meant she couldn't waste time being slow and metered. a smirk eases onto his face, the head of his cock teasing against her entrance as his hands grab more firmly at her hips. " how could i say no when you sound so sexy begging for me? " jordan hummed before shifting his lips to push the head of his cock inside of her. the wetness, the warmth that enveloped his cock and it feels incredible. a moan leaves his lips as hands pulled her back towards him, inch by inch until he's buried his entire cock inside of her. " god, you're fucking soaked, " her boyfriend teased before his hips start to move, pumping in out with an eager excitement, hips smacking against her ass every single time he pushed forward.
a quiet hum escapes lilly's throat, growing into a moan as jordan's cock slides deeper into her. her pussy takes it readily, already dripping from the thought of going to her meeting with his cum leaking out of her. she feels it tighten with pleasure, gripping him, intensifying the contact. her breath catches in her throat as he begins to move. "you make me soaked," she says, "you make me a fucking mess." lilly braces her hands against the counter, using it for leverage to send herself back into him, shifting her hips until he's hitting just the right spot. whimpers fall from her mouth each time they meet in the middle, and the sound of skin hitting skin fills their kitchen. when she speaks again, she whines, her voice thick with desperation. "just like that, just like that, baby. let me cum all over your cock, i know that's what you need. my pussy milking you... covering you in my juices. i know how bad you want to fill me up while i scream for you."
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the curly - haired femme let out a quick, breathy laugh. a single brow quirked as her crystal - clear eyes focused on the other petite female before her. â and i believe you underestimate my love of money... â she clarified with a subtle smirk on the edge of her full lips. â but ill bite. what would you be willing to do to get your next fix? â
cat could already feel her defenses crawling back up, mere seconds after she'd decided to swallow her pride. she wasn't too prideful to offer favors in exchange for drugs, but she was too prideful to make an offer to someone she didn't think would take it. still, sometimes desperation had to take precedenceâthough she couldn't keep the sarcasm out of her voice. "hmm... laundry? a car wash? i'll even wear a wet t-shirt." she rolled her eyes, mostly at herself. "riley, i'm just saying. you don't have to give me anything, but i'm pretty sure i can make you feel like sharing if you let me."
Isaac gasped at Macy and her suggestion, but then turned to look at Juliet with wide, excited eyes. He would be happy to let either girl touch him, but with the way Juliet looked at him, the way she touched herself because of the sight of him, he was doubly eager to satisfy her curiosity. "I'd like that, too, please. I like..." He licked his lips. "I like the way you look at it. At... at me, and... if you wanna touch it," he nodded. "I'd like you to. Please. Definitely."
juliet glanced between macy and isaac, letting out a nervous laugh. all of this was new to her, but something about isaac and his eagerness put her at ease. she let her hand fall to her side, and it was quickly replaced with macy's. she gasped at the sensation, couldn't help but think that macy was better at this than she wasâno surprise there. the fingers moving expertly against her only served to heighten her arousal, making it almost difficult to speak. "come here," she breathed, eyes fixed on isaac. "i want to be the one making you feel good..."
open to anyone. muse âcarolina 'caro' bannerman. 27. she/her. bisexual. connection/scenario â roommates. poor caro has a hard time finishing.
âfuck!â a frustrated wail left carolina's lips, her hand falling out of her underwear to smack flat on to the mattress beside her. sheâd been there. deep in the throws of passion. a hand between her thighs, her lower lip bitten raw, building higher and higher towards the release sheâd never been able to achieve. then nothing. hot, frustrated tears pooled on her lash line, spilling down her cheeks as she sat up and yanked her earphones out. another unsuccessful attempt at self-pleasure. it was only then she heard the familiar sound of footsteps in the hallway and her door cautiously swung open that it got all the worse. there her roommate stood, able to see her dishevelled and crying at her lack of success. âit's nothing. iâm fine. go away.â
hanna startled awake at the sudden sound of carolina's cursing and leapt to her feet, alarms going off in her head. she rubbed at her eyes and adjusted the hem of her nightgown as she hurried down the hallway to her roommate's door. she hesitated for a moment, thought about knocking, but fear got the better of her and she pushed the door halfway open. light filtered in, and hanna frowned at what she saw. tears dampened carolina's face.
the woman was dismissing her before she could even get her mouth open, but she wasn't prepared to accept "i'm fine" as an answer just yet. she slipped wordlessly into caro's room, shutting the door behind her. without the hallway light, she could see just barely enough to step a bit closer to the bed. she spoke in a soothing singsong voice. "hey, crybaby. why don't you tell me what's wrong?"
ok but a live-in nanny who starts fucking the husband..... and then the wife..... and thinks she's sneaking around with both of them but they've actually been planning it and talking to each other about it the whole time, telling each other what to try next, filming her for each other..... and it all leads up to a big, kink-filled reveal that ends with her being their personal little sex doll.
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Sheâd been strutting around looking for attention, why else would she be wearing a tight shirt and no bra, leaning over when talking, jumping around. She wanted people to look and Jonathan wouldnât settle for that. Once the opportunity came Jonathan had her in a private space, standing behind her and holding her against him with one hand grabbing her arm to hold her in place as his other hand slid under her shirt through the collar of her shirt. âArenât you pretty?â His hand groped her breast, teasingly pinching her nipple between his fingers, feeling the softness of her skin in the palm of his hand.
thea knew she looked good, had crafted it this way, had shown up to her new job in something totally inappropriate because she had seen the way the company's coo looked at her. as far as she was concerned, if he was going to ogle shamelessly, she was going to take advantage. but she'd found herself frustrated with the lack of responseâshe'd felt his eyes, of course, but had elicited no reaction from him.
she was seconds away from clocking out for the day, and she'd slipped into her boss's office to set some paperwork on his desk while he was out. with earbuds already nestled into her ears for the commute home, she didn't hear the door open behind her. when strong arms took hold of her roughly from behind, her mouth opened into a quiet gasp, then settled into a smirk. she knew exactly who stood behind her, and his voice soon confirmed.
she'd expected him to look, to comment, maybe even to come on to her. this was beyond that, though she didn't complain. she drew in a shallow breath to speak, but it stuck in her throat at the sharp sensation of his fingers on her nipple. once she adjusted to the feeling, she responded, casting her gaze over her shoulder. "i've been told i'm irresistible," she said, smiling sweetly. "and men like you just keep on proving it to me."
In the face of his laughter, Imogen kept a cool facade. Yeah, it had struck a nerve perhaps, he'd be right in guessing that, but that didn't mean much to her. It's been said before, it'll be said again. But at the end of the day, the work got done and that's all that mattered right? "I don't see how that's relevant." In truth, she didn't know the answer. Never ... maybe? Ever since taking the position at least. Imogen sighed briefly in a slight concession and decided to give him an opening if he chose to run away with it. "I don't even know what I'd do with a day off. Sounds boring to me."
"imogen, aren't you bored of working? going to the same office every day, doing the same job for the same company?" he stepped closer, intensity coming through in his voice. "you're the ceo. and all you see is the responsibility in that, none of the freedom. if you don't want to work today, no one's going to stop you. you want excitement? we'll go bungee jumping. and if that's too scary for you? we can go sight-seeing, or sunbathing, or shoppingâwomen like shopping, right?" skylar wasn't sure when he'd decided to include himself in her plans, but he had a feeling she'd need a babysitter to make sure her work phone stayed put in her purse. he reached out an expectant hand. "your call."
"You wouldn't dare", Ivana said absently, her gaze still lost at the window bus, still upset with him for something she didn't remember at all.
skylar smiled, knowing ivana wouldn't see with her head turned away from him. it had fallen by the time he answered her. "wouldn't i?" his hands moved purposefully, one tugging her jaw to make her look at him, the other reaching shamelessly for her upper thigh. he could hear the men sitting behind them snickering, and when he spoke again he was quieter, keeping the next sentence just for her. "if you're gonna give me the cold shoulder, we'll just have to see how much it takes for you to tell me what's wrong. i bet that's what you want, isn't it?"
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juliet looked out the car window, averting her gaze from the other, though her furrowed brows and rounded shoulders still gave away the stress she'd been under. "i wish someone could just turn my brain off," she said quietly, "i don't want to think anymore."