Wednesday, 26 February 2014

Introducing you to 'Zoe: Spanked'

After the success of my first short-story on Smashwords, today I got around to posting the second story in the 'Georgia & Zoe' series.

The new story is called 'Zoe: Spanked', and as the title suggests, in this story Zoe gets spanked!  This story happens a bit later than the 'Georgia: Restrained' story, taking place the morning after their wedding!  Short-story short, Georgia wakes up, Zoe is asleep, Georgia decides to give her the spanking of her life!  And she does.

I plan to write more in the 'Georgia & Zoe' series, as you will see when you read the story, I leave it open to tell the story of how Georgia met Zoe... and this will indeed be the focus of my next story.

Because I have made it available on Smashwords, I won't add a link for a PDF of the story, but you CAN download the story from the Smashwords website (free) by clicking this link!


Zoe: Spanked

When Georgia awoke in the morning, it took her a few moments to stop feeling disorientated and to remember where she was and WHY she was there. Thinking about the wedding the day beforehand, Georgia couldn't help but smile. Glancing across at her wife, Zoe, she was torn between waking her up and and letting her sleep, because, admittedly, the day beforehand had been exhausting.

Deciding that the latter was probably the kinder thing to do, Georgia lay quietly and reflected on their wedding. It had been perfect and Georgia smiled as she thought about how happy their families and friends had been for them. It had been amazing to be able to share their special day with those nearest and dearest to them. She knew they were incredibly lucky, not just that they had had so many people who wanted to share their wedding day with them, but because they were ABLE to get married, in general.

It didn't take long until Georgia's thoughts drifted to what had happened AFTER the wedding, namely getting to the hotel, seeing that four poster bed, and remembering the scarves in their luggage. She had quickly realised Zoe had something very naughty in store for her and, at the time, had been overcome by the vivid memories of being restrained by Zoe on different occasions. The simple act of remembering the way it felt to be tied up, to be teased until she felt she was going to die if Zoe didn't make her cum, was enough to make her extremely horny. It went without saying the rest of their wedding day was spent in orgasmic bliss. She could still feel the tension in her arms and legs, which came with being tied up, and only wished she had been able to spank Zoe before they had both fallen asleep.

As she relived the teasing and pleasing of the previous day, a little idea formed in Georgia's head and she smirked to herself. It was mean, but it had to be done. Checking again that Zoe was still asleep, Georgia carefully made her way out of the bed and found two of the scarves that Zoe had used the day beforehand. She tiptoed back to bed and climbed in beside Zoe. Zoe was lying on her tummy with her arms resting on the matress, above her head. It didn't take much for Georgia to gently lift both of Zoe's hands and slide the scarves underneath them. It was even easier for her to tie a scarf to each wrist, before tying the opposite end of each scarf to one of the slats on the headboard. There was still enough slack in the scarves that Zoe wasn't disturbed from her sleep, and Georgia giggled quietly to herself as she lay back down between the sheets and got ready to put her plan into action.

Lying on her side and facing Zoe, Georgia began to think of all the things Zoe had done to her the day before – the tying her up, the biting, the licking, the sucking, the oral. Very quickly, Georgia began to feel horny, and without Zoe awake to touch her, Georgia had no choice but to touch herself. Oh, what a pity. Georgia moved her arm from under her so she could start rubbing her nipple, while she moved her top arm down, so her hand was positioned between her legs. Her finger very easily slipped inside her pussy, with her thumb resting on her clit. As she continued thinking, her fingers began to move naturally and, in no time at all, she began moaning very very softly. As she began squeezing her nipple and rubbing her clit harder and faster, her moaning became louder and louder and she speedily became hornier and hornier.

When Zoe began stirring beside her, Georgia upped the ante a little, squeezing her nipple harder, moving her finger in and out of her pussy, while using more pressure on her clit. Naturally, this caused her to moan louder and when Zoe slowly turned her head and opened her eyes, Georgia smiled at her. She continued to masturbate, her pussy was getting increasingly wet and she could feel more friction against her finger caused by the swelling of her cunt. As Georgia had known would happen, Zoe came to and realised the full extent of what Georgia was doing. Georgia grinned at her.

Would you like a hand, wife?” Zoe asked sleepily. Georgia nodded.
I would love nothing more,” Georgia replied and winked at Zoe, knowing that she would not be helping! Zoe moved her arm toward Georgia, and when she realised she was restrained she gasped.
What have you done to me?” Zoe exclaimed.
Well, gorgeous wife of mine, I decided you needed a little payback after your hijinx last night,” Georgia told Zoe, very matter of factly. Zoe laughed.
Oh, you are SO evil!” she responded and Georgia nodded.
Pot, kettle, black,” Georgia teased. “But yes, I am a little evil,” she added.
So for my punishment I get to watch you make yourself cum?” Zoe asked, curiously.
No, that was just to wake you up,” Georgia informed Zoe with a wink. Zoe raised her eyebrows at Georgia.
Oh really? So how are you going to tease me then? I'm on my stomach – it's not like you have access to any of my exciting parts!” Zoe joked.

Georgia pulled back the blankets and ran her fingers from Zoe's neck, down to the top of the cleft of her bottom, then slowly raked her fingernails down over one of the cheeks of her ass. Zoe's full body shudder was very evident, and when she raked her nails back up and down again, the shudder was accompanied by a soft moan.

No baby. I can't do any of the things I'd love to do to your boobs, your nipples, your clit, your pussy... but I can do this,” Georgia said, then brought her hand down on Zoe's bottom. Zoe moaned.
Oh god!” she exclaimed and Georgia giggled.
Uh huh,” Georgia remarked, as she brought her hand down on Zoe's ass again, a tiny bit harder this time.
Bitch,” Zoe remarked, and rather than reply, Georgia brought her hand down on Zoe's bottom again, and as was the case with the previous time, her hand came down a little harder. The moan that escaped Zoe's lips was music to Georgia's ears.

From then on, the only verbal communication from Zoe came in the form of whimpers, moans, groans and cries, as Georgia continued to spank her – the spanking growing harder and harder with each blow to her bottom. Every few blows, Georgia ran her fingers lightly down the cleft of Zoe's ass, her fingers moving until they were met by the warm wetness of Zoe's pussy. Georgia was getting hornier herself and when she pushed three fingers deep inside Zoe and spanked her at the same time, she could feel Zoe's pussy clenching in response. Feeling the effect the spanking was having on Zoe, first hand (literally), only served to make Georgia even hornier. THEN because Georgia felt hornier, she spanked Zoe harder – it was really a win-win of very sexy proportions.

As Zoe writhed around on the bed, moaning and crying out, she managed to pull her knees up beneath her, so her bottom was in the air. Georgia's pussy squeezed tightly as she took in the sight of Zoe's ass poking up in the air. The prospect of being able to spank her even harder, sending waves of pleasure through the wetness pooling at the apex of her thighs. She'd learnt early on that when it came to spanking, she shouldn't worry about whether or not she was hurting Zoe; if it was too much, Zoe would tell her.

There hadn't been one instance so far of Zoe telling her to be more gentle and Georgia wondered exactly how high her threshold was. It was the same with Zoe biting her though – she'd told Zoe that if it hurt, she'd tell her – but the pain inflicted by the biting was counteracted by deep-seeded throbs it caused inside her pussy, and she presumed that it was a similar story for Zoe when it came to being spanked.

Georgia knew that when it came to fingers and vibrators, Zoe preferred them to be used hard and fast. The one problem with spanking AND using fingers inside was that she could never move her fingers as hard as Zoe needed. Luckily, Georgia had thought about this before she'd started her grand wake-up scheme and when she took the vibrator from where it was sitting on top of the bedside cabinet (hiding behind a box of tissues), she heard Zoe whimper before she gave her a pleading look. A look that said 'Now. Quickly. Please!'.

Georgia lined the vibrator up with Zoe's hole, then slowly pressed it inside her, grinning when Zoe cried out loudly. The vibrator wasn't even ON yet! When Georgia did turn the vibrator on, Zoe responded immediately, crying out loudly again. Georgia bit her lip as she raised her hand up and then brought it down on Zoe's ass. Zoe shrieked and the shrieking continued as Georgia started bringing her hand down harder and faster on her ass. At the same time Georgia was pumping the vibrator in and out of her pussy – hard and fast – the way Zoe liked. The shrieking, the moaning, the crying out, all of it was coming in a continuous stream as Georgia worked toward her sole goal, making her wife cum.

Oh god, oh god, oh god,” Zoe began saying breathlessly – and Georgia knew she was getting close.

Georgia concentrated on keeping the two types of stimulation steady – not wanting to deviate from the current pace - not when she knew that Zoe was getting closer and closer to cumming. As Georgia continued bringing her hand down on Zoe's ass and pounding her pussy with the vibrator, Zoe again began to shriek. When Georgia started moving the vibrator even harder, Zoe started to shriek louder, the shrieks growing more and more high pitched with each blow. Georgia could see Zoe was squeezing her thighs together, and she knew that Zoe's orgasm was starting to build. Georgia brought her hand down just a little harder on Zoe's ass, making sure her hand was making contact with skin at the same time the tip of the vibrator was hitting the back of Zoe's pussy, and as Zoe raised her ass further in the air, Georgia knew she was getting painfully close.

Two more hard thrusts of the vibrator was all it took to push Zoe over that edge. She came loud, screaming, her legs squeezed tightly together, her whole body rigid. Georgia continued to pump the vibrator as Zoe's orgasm ran its course, but began to turn the speed dial down, as it became obvious that the orgasm was petering off. Georgia timed it perfectly, as Zoe's body went into an extreme state of post-orgasm relaxation, Georgia slowly slid the vibrator out of Zoe's pussy, smiling as Zoe let out a satisfied sigh.

After putting the vibrator back on the bedside table, Georgia slowly and very gently rubbed Zoe's rather pink bottom, before moving up on the bed and undoing Zoe's wrists. Lying back down beside Zoe, Georgia pulled the blankets up so they were covering them then moved nice and close to her wife so she could take her in her arms. It was very clear that Zoe would need a lot of time to recover from both the spanking and the orgasm.

Georgia wasn't the least bit surprised when Zoe went to sleep. She lazily kissed Zoe's forehead and smiled as she thought about the fact they were now wife and wife. Thinking about their new relationship status, it was impossible to not remember the night they had met... THAT had been unexpected and a very big surprise!

Sunday, 23 February 2014

'Georgia: Restrained' is now on Smashwords!

I was looking at the stats for my blog and realised that one of my first posts, entitled 'Restrained', is my most popular post.  I thought more about it and realised that if I wanted to, I could be brave and self-publish the story on Smashwords (a free e-book self publishing website).

But... publishing a work, that is something that other writers do.  Writers that are awesome, and have a story (or 50) to share.  Not me... not the woman sitting in front of the computer, wearing her pyjamas, her hair a complete mess, a cold cup of coffee at her side.  Then I thought about my end of 2013 resolution, to embrace this side of me, to be loud and proud about the fact I write erotica, to try and get my name out there.

With that in mind I decided that I had to man up, bite the bullet, seize the day (or any number of similar cliché sayings), and JUST DO IT.  (yes, I know, another cliché)

So I did it.  I very nervously added a title page and a copyright notice, then even more nervously uploaded my file.  I sat and looked at it for a few minutes, and then bravely clicked on 'submit'.

Suddenly my book was there, for all to see.  Published.  Yes, self-published, but published all the same.  It was late at night when I published my book, and I decided that the following day I would put a link on my Facebook page, and on my Twitter account.  Feeling like I had achieved something, I went to bed and quickly fell asleep.

The following morning when I got up, I decided to go to my Smashwords page so I could get a link to put on my social media pages.  You cannot imagine my shock when I saw my book had already been uploaded 45 times.

NO ONE I knew had a link to my book.  NO ONE.  That meant that those 45 downloads were all legit downloads.  People who saw the synopsis for my book (and probably that it was free!), and decided they would download it.  I had never felt more proud of myself, as far as my writing goes!

I felt it was only right to post a link here, in case any of you would like to download the story as a REAL ebook!  Did I mention it is free?

'Georgia: Restrained' - Bree Guildford

I wasn't originally going to give it a proper cover, but the big red warning that kept showing up on my dashboard, screaming 'YOU DON'T HAVE A TITLE PAGE' got too much for me, so I went ahead and did it...

I am now planning on turning this story into a series, the 'Georgia and Zoe' series, which will focus on (as the name suggests), Georgia and Zoe!  Book two of the series is called 'Zoe:  The Wake Up Call'... and I will be sure to post it here as soon as it is posted... I mean, PUBLISHED!

Sexy Sunday Scribble!

Happy Sunday, everyone!

... interesting meal he is eating for dinner!

Saturday, 22 February 2014

My Sexy Saturday, week 37

It's that My Sexy Saturday time of the week again!  For those of you who aren't familiar with 'My Sexy Saturday', it is a blog hop, and gives writers a chance to share their SEXY 7... seven words, sentences or paragraphs, from a completed work, or a work in progress.  Each week there is a theme, and this week the theme was 'Putting The X In Sexy', 'X' as in kiss.

And who doesn't like a good kiss?

I had a few scenes that immediately came to mind, some contained heated, steamy kisses, some contained more demure, soft kisses... but the scene I finally decided on is a first kiss.

I have shared excerpts of India & James's story before on my blog, in fact, last weeks My Sexy Saturday was a scene involving these two as well.  I love the characters, they are a relatively new couple, and are crazy about each other.

Immediately prior to this scene, James and India have been on their first date and as much as both would like to move things along to more private surroundings, they want to take things slowly.

(this resolve doesn't last long...)


James gently pulled India toward him so they were face to face, then put his hands on her hips and dipped his head down, brushing his lips lightly against hers. India didn't push him away and when she moaned very quietly against his mouth, he realised she was enjoying it as much as he was. The kiss didn't develop into anything more, and when India broke off the kiss a couple of minutes later James found himself feeling disappointed... but also extremely happy,  and more than a little horny.

“Sorry... I have self-control issues and um... I was fast losing the last ounce of restraint I have...” India said quietly, as she rested her head against his chest. James put his arms around her and smiled.
“I have those same issues,” James admitted and India giggled as she moved his arms around his waist.
“I don't want tonight to be over, but at the same time... I know it's for the best if it does end now,” India sighed.

Friday, 21 February 2014

Lucas gets his own back on Jenna...

I posted an excerpt earlier this week which has turned out to be very popular...  so I decided I would post a related excerpt.  This time rather than Jenna waking Lucas up for sex at 3am because she is pregnant and horny, it is Lucas waking up his pregnant fiancee because he just neeeeeeds to taste her.  At 3am.  He also comes close to missing a flight a few hours later, because again he just neeeeeeeds her.

(sorry for the lack of associated blog post, but I am knackered, bed calls!)

If you want to download the PDF you can do so by clicking on the link
Horny Lucas - Bree Guildford

Horny Lucas

Jenna's plan for the night HAD been to have dinner, then go to bed and have sex for the rest of the night, but as she and Lucas got into bed she knew that sex wasn't going to be on the menu. Without telling Lucas, she set the sex alarm, so they could wake up an hour earlier than planned and make up for the sex they hadn't had that night. Even Theo seemed tired, his movements a lot lighter than usual, obviously the big kicking session he had had while she was having her bath had taken it out of him.

They spoke quietly in the dark, mostly about the wedding. Lucas and James were going to pick up their suits the following Monday, but other than that everything was organised. Except for the weather. Both hoped like hell that the weather held out for them, and they could have a sunny day for their wedding. Tom told them he had access to a big gazebo that he could put up in the yard if it did rain, but Jenna hoped it wouldn't come to that. Lucas was rubbing her belly the whole time they were talking about it, and they both fell asleep with his hand still grazing back and forward over her growing bump.

When Jenna woke at 3am she found herself feeling incredibly horny, hornier than was usual for her upon JUST waking up. So horny that she couldn't hold back the loud moan that escaped from her lips. That had never happened before. As the sleepy fog cleared Jenna understood why it was she was feeling so horny and why she had moaned so loudly. There was a tongue expertly licking up and down her pussy, and as the tip of that tongue pressed inside her hole, she cried out loudly. There was no slowly working her into it, there was no gradual increase of tongue pressure, there was certainly no teasing. Jenna had woken up feeling VERY close to orgasm, and she wondered how long Lucas had been going down on her before she had eventually woken up.

Jenna cried out as Lucas flicked the tip of his tongue inside her hole, the sensation quite unlike anything she had ever felt before. As she started to wake up properly, she was more and more overcome by the sensations coursing through her pussy. Instinctively she started to move her hips against Lucas's mouth, the pressure against her pussy increasing as she did so. Moving her hands beneath the covers, Jenna ran her fingers through his hair... and as he began to use more pressure with his tongue, she found it impossible to not move her hand to the back of his head so she could hold him in place.

Lucas started to move his tongue faster and Jenna groaned loudly as she felt her body start to tense up, and her pussy began pulsating faster. Again she pushed harder on the back of his head and the increased pressure against her pussy made her come undone. Her orgasm hit and she screamed loudly, her thighs clamping tightly against each side of his head, so hard that had she been more aware of anything BUT her orgasm, she'd probably have been concerned about hurting him. The orgasm seemed to go on and on and on, and when it finally did wane Lucas licked up her slit and began to concentrate on her clit.

Jenna loved that he was continuing with his magical tongue skills but her clit felt very over sensitised. She was about to ask him to stop when he used the perfect amount of pressure and speed, and rather than telling him to stop, she was begging him NOT to stop. Lucas kept his tongue steady and very quickly Jenna felt another orgasm starting to build, but this one was starting in her toes and she knew that it was going to be a massive one. The tension spread from her toes, up her legs, into her thighs, through her pussy, spread up through her abdomen, her chest, down her arms and into her fingers.

All she could do was cry out loudly, in the hoping that vocalising her pleasure would lessen the pressure and tension she was feeling throughout her body, but it didn't work. When Lucas pressed harder on her clit with his tongue she felt the initial orgasmic explosion and then screamed one long, loud, high pitched scream as her orgasm hit with full force. Jenna was not conscious of Lucas breaking the contact between his tongue and her pussy, nor was she aware of him moving up in the bed... she could feel his lips against her lips, his head against her chest, and his hand on her belly, but then she lost the fight and everything went black.

When her earlier-than-planned alarm went off at 6am, Jenna reached over and turned it off then went straight back to sleep. When the 7am alarm went off Jenna woke up and hit the 'snooze' button, just incase either of them went back to sleep. But they didn't. Lucas looked particularly proud of himself and Jenna couldn't help but laugh.

“What brought that on at 3am?” Jenna asked with a wink and Lucas shrugged.
“I woke up with the strongest urge to taste you... so I did,” Lucas explained.
“It was beyond amazing, I don't think I have ever cum that hard from oral... and that's saying something!” Jenna replied.
“You were lying on your back, and when I put my hand on your belly to say hello to Theo my hand kind of drifted down and... well, you were already rather wet,” Lucas mentioned.
“That would be because the only dreams I seem to have these days are sex dreams,” Jenna laughed.
“After you came the first time I wasn't quite satisfied enough and felt compelled to give you a double,” Lucas noted and Jenna shook her head.
“It was amazing, I don't know how you know just how much pressure to use but... god...” Jenna whimpered.
“It was admittedly a tiny bit of a mood kill when I kissed your belly before getting to work and Theo kicked me in the mouth,” Lucas chuckled and Jenna laughed.
“Oh god... that must have been... off-putting,” Jenna exclaimed and Lucas shrugged.
“Maybe for a second, but then I could smell you and... well, alllllllll my attention was again on the delightful job at hand,” Lucas informed her.

As they spoke about their little middle of the night oral session, Jenna could feel Lucas getting hard against her. As much as he claimed that smelling her was too much for him, FEELING his cock against her was becoming too much for her and she had to do something about it. Pushing Lucas onto his back, she moved on top of him and winked at him as she sunk down on his cock. Lucas gripped onto her hips straight away and Jenna didn't bother taking things slow, instead opting to move her hips hard and fast against him, from the very first movement.

Jenna loved hearing Lucas groaning, and that morning his groans were particularly loud. His groans always spurred her on, and the louder he got, the harder and faster she moved her hips against him. Her moans soon became as loud as his groans, and their bedroom was filled with a sex chorus of sorts. Lucas pulled her down tightly against him, and Jenna could see by the look on his face that he was going to cum very quickly, so she moved her hands to the headboard, which allowed her to move even harder against him.

His groans became very guttural and as his fingers steadily dug harder into her hip, Jenna could feel his hips starting to arch upward, the look on his face a mix of pleasure and desperation. Lucas pulled her down hard and pushed into her as his orgasm hit. The sudden impact of his cock against the back of her pussy left Jenna gasping for breath as her own orgasm quickly built, bursting free when Lucas again pulled her down while at the same time pushing into her. They both screamed with pleasure as their orgasms coursed and waned.. Jenna felt so drained of energy that she couldn't even lift her leg in order to move off him, instead she slumped forward and rested uncomfortably against him, her belly very much in the way.

Lucas managed to roll them both onto their sides and Jenna moved her leg from where it was resting on his hip, groaning as she felt a deep ache resonating from her pelvis. Her body had started doing all manner of weird things lately. She was getting cramps in places she didn't know you could get cramp in, she had started getting daily braxton hicks contractions, and now it seemed she was getting the pelvic pain her midwife had talked about. Fun.

They got up for the day and Jenna made breakfast for them. As they sat and ate, Jenna felt herself getting close to tears. She didn't want Lucas to leave... she wanted to spend all weekend in bed with him, but there was no way that could happen. Lucas was leaving for the airport at 9am, and it wasn't too long after that that India would be coming over so they could go to the airport together to pick Josephine up, before leaving for their weekend by the ocean. Jenna knew that the hardest part (apart from being in bed alone at night) was saying goodbye and that after he'd left she would feel a little better. But saying goodbye, God, it sucked!

An hour later Jenna was standing outside, waving Lucas off. She forced herself to fight back the tears and NOT cry, because crying wouldn't solve anything, and she had things to do! After cleaning up the mess she had created making breakfast, Jenna put away the load of washing that was sitting in the basket on the recliner, then went into the bedroom to get ready for her shower. With her clothes for the day decided upon, Jenna went into the ensuite and turned the shower on, climbing in a minute later. The water felt good as it coursed over her body, and she smiled happily as she put both of her hands on her belly and said good morning to Theo, who was kicking and rolling around, putting on quite the show!

Jenna screamed when she felt two hands on her hips and for a second thought someone had broken in and was going to do only God knew what to her. But then she felt the familiar lips on her neck, quickly followed by the familiar hands spreading over her belly.

“What the fuck are you doing home?” Jenna exclaimed as she turned around.
“I need you,” Lucas replied and Jenna glared at him.
“Baby. You have a FLIGHT to catch!” Jenna reminded him and Lucas gave her a cheeky grin that melted all her insides.
“I know I do, but... I was thinking about you and next thing I know I was running back in the front door to find my gorgeous fiancée, so I could do dreadfully wonderful things to her. Very quickly.” Lucas declared and Jenna laughed.

Part of her (her brain) wanted to tell him to get out of the shower, get dressed and leave so he wouldn't miss his flight, but another part of her (her pussy) wanted what he had just described. As was so often the case where sex with Lucas was involved, it wasn't her brain that won that debate.

Jenna leaned against the shower wall, with her back to him, and when Lucas pulled her back against him, she felt the head of his cock against her hole. He pulled her backward again and she felt him pressing inside her, causing her to moan as her pussy clenched tightly around him. He moved against her, his cock repeatedly slamming against the back wall of her pussy, causing him to groan loudly, and her to cry out with each hard contact.

Jenna loved when he was like that. Quickies with Lucas were always hard, fast and a little on the rough side, and the memory lingered for a long time, there mere thought causing her to clench hours after the sex had happened. Jenna knew he was going to be running very much behind and that it was possible he would miss his flight, but God it'd be worth it! Lucas kept slamming into her and as his groans became deeper Jenna pressed back against him, allowing him to hit even harder... and when his groans turned to grunts Jenna braced herself for what was to come.

Again he started slamming harder and let out a loud, long grunt. His orgasm hit and Jenna pushed back against him at the same time as he pushed into her, the extra pressure on her a-spot causing her to cum without any warning, her pussy squeezing him repeatedly. They both stayed perfectly still until their orgasms had petered off and then Lucas let out a loud, shaky sigh as he pulled out of her. Jenna turned around and shook her head.

“You are shocking!” Jenna exclaimed and Lucas shrugged.
“I can't help it, my fiancée is particularly sexy looking right now and I can't resist her,” Lucas replied and Jenna laughed.
“You're full of shit, but I love you, and I do love when you just pounce like that,” Jenna admitted with a wink.
“Well I quite enjoy pouncing like that,” Lucas replied as Jenna turned the shower off.
“Hurry up then Mr No-Control, get dressed and I will take you to the airport,” Jenna said as she pointed to the shower door.
“No need for you to come,” Lucas said as he got out of the shower.
“Baby, you know it'll take you ten minutes to park and get into the airport, no way you'll make the flight if you have to do that. I will drive. I will stop at the front door and you can run in. Maybe ring James or one of the guys and tell them you've had car trouble,” Jenna said as she quickly dried off.

A couple of minutes later they were both dressed and heading for the front door. Jenna opened the door and she wasn't sure if it was her or India who got the biggest fright.

“Lucas's car, now. We're taking him to the airport,” Jenna said and pointed to his car.

India giggled and followed them to his car. When they were finally on their way Jenna felt a little bit of a relief, but she knew it was going to come down to a matter of seconds between Lucas making the flight and missing it.

“Someone decided on the way to the airport that he needed to come home and have a quickie,” Jenna explained and India laughed.
“That is sweet,” India replied and Lucas turned to her.
“Thank you!” Lucas exclaimed and they all laughed.
“I guess if you miss your flight you'll be able to go on a later one today,” India commented and Lucas nodded.
“Probably get my ass kicked but yea... there are about four flights a day so I will still make it in time,” Lucas replied.
“No doubt everyone will blame ME for you being late,” Jenna noted and India giggled.
“Don't worry I will make sure you don't get the blame,” Lucas sighed and then winked at her.

When they got to the airport Jenna stopped in the drop off zone and quickly kissed Lucas.

“Go! Get your ass to that check in counter!” Jenna demanded and he got out of the car.
“I might see you when you get inside, if not have a great weekend, I love you,” Lucas said and blew her a kiss then closed the door, got his bag out of the backseat and ran toward the entrance of the airport.

Monday, 17 February 2014

Pregnant and horny... what is a girl to do?

This afternoon I was reading back over some earlier scenes of one of my works in progress, and found an excerpt I just HAD to post.

A lot of my stories have a pregnant character in them, and I think this is because having experienced pregnancy myself, pregnancy is something I know.  Even if I don't intend on writing a pregnancy into a story, it seems to naturally happen.

In this particular story, Jenna and Lucas are expecting a baby... after experiencing the loss of their daughter, Sasha, sixteen weeks into the pregnancy.  Needless to say, the pregnancy is a very up-and-down time for the couple, emotionally!  So far Jenna's pregnancy has been plain sailing, and their little boy is doing well, but the worry is never far from either Jenna's or Lucas's minds.

This excerpt is rather straight forward... Jenna has reached the stage in her pregnancy, where she is horny all the time.  Even at three o'clock in the morning.

Come hell or high water, she WILL get sex!

As usual, this excerpt is available as a PDF to download, just click on the link below
Jenna & Lucas 3am sex - Bree Guildford


Jenna & Lucas - 3am Sex

“Baby,” Jenna whispered and waited for Lucas to respond. When he didn't respond she gently shook him. When there was still no response she shook him harder.
“What's wrong? Are you okay?” Lucas asked sounding sleepy but suddenly alert.
“No... I'm not okay,” Jenna replied and Lucas sat bolt upright.
“What's wrong?” Lucas asked, sounding panicked.
“I need you...” Jenna informed him, and Lucas sighed as he fell back against his pillow.
“Go back to sleep,” Lucas pleaded.
“Baby... I'm REALLLLLLY horny, I REALLLLLLY need you,” Jenna insisted. Deep in the back of her mind she felt guilty for waking him up, but it was true. She WAS really horny and she REALLY did need him.

“I'm tired, babe,” Lucas yawned.
“It's okay, you can lie back, I will do all the work!” Jenna promised and he groaned.
“How about I go to sleep and you get out that new vibrator I bought you,” Lucas suggested.
“You know that no vibrator can ever make me feel the way you do,” Jenna replied as she began to stroke his cock with her fingertips. Lucas looked over at the clock and groaned again as he saw the time.
“Baby, it's only three o'clock, why don't we just set the alarm a little earlier and we can have sex at a time that is a little more acceptable to be awake,” Lucas suggested hopefully.
“Don't I turn you on anymore?” Jenna asked sadly.
“Of course you do!” Lucas reassured her.
“It's because I'm fat isn't it! You don't want to have sex with your fat almost-wife!” Jenna exclaimed, glad Lucas couldn't see the smirk on her face.
“Sweetheart you know that isn't true. I love your belly,” Lucas replied and pulled her in for a kiss.

Jenna kissed him hungrily and continued to stroke his cock. As the kiss intensified, Jenna began to squeeze him and could feel him responding in a very desirable manner. She wasn't sure where it had come from but the past week ALL she could think about was sex. She would wake up horny, she would look at Lucas sleeping and start throbbing; he would do something as simple as reach into the wardrobe to get a shirt out and she would feel the strongest urge to jump him. While he was at training she was horny; when he got home he was lucky to make it to the bedroom before she made her hunger for him known. Watching him do the dishes, she would get horny; watching him clean his boots she would get horny; watching him in the garden she would get horny. There wasn't a thing the man could do that didn't make her horny, and she found herself initiating sex wherever and whenever the mood struck. Before India and James had turned up the night before, the mood had struck in the hallway and they both had carpet burn on their knees and backs as tender reminders.

When Lucas rolled onto his back Jenna got on her knees and carefully straddled his hips. A movement that had once been so simple and fluid but now seemed like a huge undertaking, and she wondered how much longer she would be able to do it for. Pregnant sex was certainly starting to have its limits. Lucas put his hands on her hips and Jenna sunk down on his cock, groaning loudly as her craving for him was satisfied.

“You think I don't see through your little 'you don't want to have sex with me because I'm fat' ploy?” Lucas teased and Jenna giggled.
“Works every time,” Jenna teased and he laughed.

Jenna began to rock her hips against his and very quickly her pussy began to swell and throb, his cock feeling enormous inside her... partly due to the swelling, but also due to the fact he really was rather large. That impressive size was something she had never appreciated more than she had in the last week or so. The only way she could describe herself was cock hungry... well, Lucas hungry, really. Jenna leaned forward so she could support herself on the headboard and she started moaning loudly as Lucas began to lightly suck on her nipples. The added stimulation caused Jenna to start grinding harder against Lucas, her clit feeling as if it was going to burst due to the added friction and pressure.

Lucas began to groan against her nipple and the sensation the groaning created against her nipple was electrifying. Jenna responded by bucking her hips harder against his, crying out loudly each time his cock hit the back of her pussy, and then again each time she plunged back down on him. He filled her so perfectly, his cock stretching the walls of her pussy enough to cause a lot of pressure, but not so much that it was painful. The longer she rode him, the more amazing it felt, and the more she wished the sex could last for hours. When Lucas started to pull her down harder at the hips Jenna knew that he was getting close to cumming and started to speed her hips up, her own orgasm starting to build deep within.

Jenna used the headboard as resistance so she could ride and grind him as hard as possible. Her clit began to pulsate as a result of the increased friction, and before long Jenna could feel her pussy starting to tighten and tingle. Lucas pulled her down harder again, and Jenna started to move as fast as she possibly could, the tension in her pussy growing until all of a sudden there was an enormous release and her orgasm hit. Jenna screamed as she kept moving against Lucas, very aware that her arms were going to give way soon, with this in mind she moved her hands to Lucas's shoulders. Moments later he let out a loud grunty groan, and she felt him cum deep inside her. Jenna spread her thighs as wide as she could, and sunk deeper on him, causing him to let out another loud, strangled groan.

When his orgasm had passed, Lucas wrapped his arms around her and sighed loudly against Jenna's neck, and she smiled at the sensation of his warm breath against her skin. Knowing that if she stayed on him much longer her hips would start to cramp up, Jenna slowly moved off him with Lucas supporting her leg as she moved it over him. When she cuddled up against him she could feel herself starting to go to sleep, but her eyes shot open when she felt her belly tightening, to the point it was uncomfortable. She gasped and grabbed Lucas's hand and placed it on her belly so he could feel the tension for himself.

“What's wrong with me?” Jenna asked, feeling terrified. The last time she had felt anything slightly crampy it was the start of her miscarriage with Sasha. Tears automatically came to her eyes.
“Baby... I think it's a braxton hick contraction,” Lucas said calmly, and she felt the tension starting to lessen. Jenna exhaled slowly.
“A pretend contraction?” Jenna asked and he nodded.
“I think so. Was it painful?” Lucas asked and Jenna shook her head.
“Not really just... tight... like a painless cramp,” Jenna explained, trying to relax.
“You're twenty five weeks now, I read about them in that pregnancy book you bought... it mentioned they can happen at any point, but more in the last half, and that they often happen after orgasm,” Lucas reassured her.
“You're not just saying that, are you?” Jenna asked and Lucas shook his head.
“Baby, you know that at the first sign of anything not being right I would be whisking you off to hospital, so no, I am not just saying that. If you have more, or if they get painful, I will totally be bundling you into the car and taking you to hospital,” Lucas informed her.
“I'm sorry about the waking you up,” Jenna whispered, suddenly feeling very ashamed of being so insistent about having sex.
“Don't apologise... I know I pretend to not like your little early morning wake-ups, but in reality... I am a big fan,” Lucas replied with a quiet chuckle, which made her smile.
“Let's go to sleep now...” Jenna yawned and Lucas kissed her.
“I love you, you sex crazed maniac,” Lucas teased and Jenna shrugged.
“I love you too, and you're right, I think I am a sex crazed maniac,” Jenna agreed.

Jenna could feel sleep was about to take over and then felt a huge kick inside her belly. Followed by another huge kick, and the sensation of Theo bumping against the top of her belly. Jenna sighed and then giggled.

“Please tell your son to go to sleep,” Jenna instructed Lucas.
“Poor you, being kept awake when you want to sleep,” Lucas teased and Jenna giggled quietly as Theo gave another big kick.

Jenna knew he was right. Karma wasn't a bitch, it was a baby kicking the hell out of you when you really wanted to go back to sleep after waking the love of your life up for some 3am sex. Regardless, Lucas put a hand on her belly and began rubbing it. The belly rubbing didn't stop Theo from kicking about – in fact it seemed to have the opposite effect – so for the next hour Jenna and Lucas lay in the dark and enjoyed feeling their son moving around in her belly. It was something they had both looked so forward to when she was pregnant with Sasha, and neither had the will to turn their focus to going to sleep. Not when every single movement their little boy made was so precious to them.

Sunday, 16 February 2014

Sexy Sunday Scribble!

It's that time of the week again!!!

because who DOESN'T love boobies?

My Sexy Saturday, week 36

My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop, which allows participants to post 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from one of their own works (published or in progress), to share with other members.

For week 36 the theme was 'I Feel Sexy', and for the first time it took me awhile to find the 'right' excerpt for the theme.

Eventually I decided on this little excerpt from an untitled work (which I have posted from before). After witnessing the wedding of their good friends - Lucas and Jenna - at James's sister and brother-in-law's house, James and India are overcome by their need for each other.  This results in them sneaking out to Tom's man-cave in order to satisfy their appetite for each other.

After they are adequately sated the following conversation takes place...


“I couldn't help myself,” India whispered breathlessly.
“I'm glad you couldn't,” James informed her and she giggled quietly.
“The moment I saw you in that suit, I knew I needed you.  I tried to not focus on how sexy you looked, I tried not to focus on the fact I could see the bulge in your pants, I tried not to focus on the tie around your neck and the fact you could tie me up with it, I tried not to imagine us having sex in the bathroom, I tried not to imagine us having sex in the kitchen, I tried not to imagine us having sex on the outdoor furniture, I tried not to imagine us escaping down to the beach and having sex down there, I tried not to imagine you fucking me nice and hard from behind while I supported myself on the patio railing... but...” India exclaimed, growing more exasperated with each example.
“Just so you know, the feeling is mutual. You look so beautiful in that dress, stunning really, it clings to you so teasingly, and shows off your belly so perfectly, all I have wanted to do all day is take that dress off you, ravage you and make you cum harder than you have ever cum before,” James told her and she smiled up at him, a twinkle in her eye.
“I love you James,” India said, her eyes not leaving his for a second.
“I love you too,” James replied and they shared a very sweet, tender kiss.

Friday, 14 February 2014

Happy Valentine's Day! Have some sex!

Before I skedaddle out of here, to share a romantic day at the rugby with my wifey, I wanted to leave you with a little Valentine's Day lovin'...

This is from a story I haven't really shared on here before, but have used a couple of small excerpts for my My Sexy Saturday posts.  The central characters in this excerpt are Jameson (James) and India, a relatively new couple who are veeeeeery unexpectedly expecting twins.

This is their Valentine's Day.


If you would like to download the PDF file, you can do so by clicking on the link
India & James, Valentines Day - Bree Guildford


India & James, Valentines Day!

After saying goodbye to Jenna and Lucas, James and India walked to her car... and India giggled in surprise when James pressed her up against the car and kissed her. When the kiss ended James put his hands on her hips and smiled at her.

“Do you realise this is the first place we kissed?” James asked and India smiled softly at him.
“I do realise that. God I was so nervous that night... I was sure you wouldn't turn up...” India admitted.
“Silly woman... I was so impatient all day waiting for it to be time to see you again,” James replied.
“And then when we were out in the carpark I was so close to suggesting we go back to my house for a drink...” India smirked.
“Trust me, it was hard for me to let you go that night. I wanted nothing more than to take you home and at least hold you all night long,” James told her and she winked at him.
“I am sure you would have done more than simply holding me,” India commented and they both laughed.
“Sorry gorgeous woman, as much as I love your new dress I need to get you home and get you out of it,” James declared and India bit her lip.
“What are you waiting for then?” India asked as she playfully pushed him off her and opened her door.

The drive home was full of anticipation and sexual tension, but when they got home India announced she felt bloated and horrible then asked him if he could unzip her so she could go and get changed. James tried not to let his disappointment show as he unzipped her dress, but it was hard. All night he had looked forward to getting India home so they could lie naked together, before teasing each other in the most delightful of ways... and then go on to have sex for hours.

James sighed quiestly as he sat on the couch when India left the room. He didn't blame her, he knew she had been looking just as forward to all the sex when they got home as he had, but he had quickly learnt that pregnancy meant her mood could change in a split second. At least when they eventually went to bed they would be able to cuddle and he could hold her all night long. It was certainly a thought that appealed, and really, being with her was all that mattered. When he heard India coming down the hall he smiled. Maybe they could snuggle up and watch a DVD before going to bed.

“Can I get you anythi...” James called out, but as India came into view he lost the ability to form any more words.
“Nothing you can get for me... but certainly something you can do for me,” India replied as she stopped, standing directly in front of him. James gulped loudly.

India wasn't wearing the trackies and old t-shirt of his like he had been expecting. Instead she was wearing a simple black lacy corset, matching black panties and the heels he had bought her to go with her dress. He stood up and pulled her against him then placed a single kiss on her collar bone before kissing her on the lips, unable to resist the urge to run his tongue along hers, knowing full well what type of response that would evoke from India. As predicted she moaned against his mouth and pressed her hips against his, her fingers snaking into his hair and pulling his mouth more firmly against hers. He was surprised when they managed to kiss for a few minutes without moving things along, but it was a relief when India moved her hands down his chest and belly before undoing his jeans and pushing them down, along with his boxers. She took her time as she undid his shirt and by the time it fell to the ground he needed to be inside her with incredible urgency.

James turned them around so India had her back to the couch and then he dropped to his knees. He slowly pulled her new lacy black panties down, making sure his finger tips softly grazed a trail down the outside of her thighs as he did so... something he knew India loved. She stepped out of the lacy underwear, and when he stood up she put her arms around his neck, pulling them both down onto the couch so he was on top of her. They resumed kissing and when James felt the familiar moist warmth against his cock he let out a quiet growl and prepared to press inside her. His cock nudged at her hole and rather than letting out a whimper or moan India looked at him with panic all over her face. He moved off her and looked at her feeling concerned that something was wrong with the babies or her.

“What's wrong?” James asked and India sat up.
“No no, nothing is wrong... I just... my tummy felt weird with you on top of me kind of... like belly claustrophobia,” India explained and James smiled sympathetically at her.
“I'm sorry,” James replied but India shook her head.
“No no, not your fault at all... I guess what Jenna said would happen just did... this is our first official sex position fail,” India joked.

James slid off the couch and then faced India on his knees, chuckling quietly as India moved so she was perched on the edge of the couch with a leg either side of him. He loved how in sync they were sexually. India put her hands on his shoulders then wrapped her legs around his waist and he slowly pressed inside her, this time rewarded by a loud moan of pleasure and a look of ecstasy on her face. When he put his hands on her hips she tightened her legs around his waist and he began to slowly move against her, causing both of them to make little moans of delight as the pent up sexual tension finally started to be released.

James loved the position they were in. Not only was the couch the PERFECT height for that particular position, but he also had the added benefit of having India's boobs in his face. Clad in the lacy black corset it was an even sexier view than usual. He loved her naked, but every now and then it was rather mindblowing to have her curves sheathed in lacy undergarments of the naughty kind. India moved her hands to the back of his neck and began grazing her nails up and down the sensitive area of skin, which made him instinctively begin to move faster and harder against her.

India's legs tightened around him again, and when she began crying out James knew it was time to speed things up. So many times he had intended for the sex to be slow, but once India began crying out like that he was unable to stop himself from doing what he could to make those cries even louder. He managed to pull her forward a little further and groaned when he hit deeper inside her pussy, her pussy clenching his cock tightly. Each time he hit that deep spot her pussy would squeeze him even tighter, making the throb centered deep inside him more intense. It was a seemingly neverending cycle of pleasure for both of them.

When India began to cry out in a very high pitched manner James made sure he held her hips tightly to create as much clitoral friction as possible. As India's cries became shrieks James could feel himself throbbing so hard that he wouldn't have been surprised if she could feel the throb herself... her legs tightened, her hands moved to his shoulders and her nails dug in deeply. He moved harder and faster until her shrieking reached a peak and turned into a scream as she came loud and hard, his cock being squeezed so tightly that it triggered his own orgasm. They rode out their orgasms together, fingers digging into flesh, eyes tightly closed, both letting out noises of pleasure that probably could have been heard within a ten kilometre radius.

After an initial recovery period of a couple of minutes James got up from his knees and sat on the couch beside India, who very quickly snuggled up against him.

“You like your Valentine's Day present?” India asked, indicating the corset.
“Like would be a very enormous understatement,” James replied and winked at her.
“Well I figured that I haven't worn a corset for you yet, and I am running out of time, so this was the perfect opportunity,” India explained.
“How are you running out of time?” James asked and India rolled her eyes.
“You think they make corsets for women who are 32 weeks pregnant with twins?” India asked and he laughed.
“Oh, I understand what you mean... but just so you know, I love you naked just as much as I love to see you in lingerie,” James informed her.
“I think I might just go naked for the last half of my pregnancy, it's going to be impossible to find clothes that fit,” India joked and then stifled a yawn. James stood up.
“Come on beautiful, let's go to bed,” James said and helped her up from the couch.

They walked through to their bedroom, James with an arm around India's shoulders, India with her arm around his waist. They both laughed when they tried to walk through the doorway at the same time but couldn't fit and India made a joke about the fact she probably wouldn't fit through the doorway by herself by the time she was ready to give birth. James knew she was joking and liked that she was able to see the lighter side, but at the same time he was always worried when she made jokes like that because he knew that there could be a potential meltdown on the way.

James helped India out of the corset and suggested she get as much use out of it as she could before it no longer fit and was glad that she agreed with his idea. When he went on to add that perhaps she should wear it with the garter and stockings she had worn not so long ago for him, India winked and told him he must have been a mind reader. Had he not been so tired he probably would have been ready for round two after imagining India in the suggested outfit... but it had been a long day and all he wanted to do was sleep.

India went down the hallway to brush her teeth and a couple of minutes later he heard her laughing so went down to brush his own teeth and see what was so funny.

“Why the laughter?” James asked and India giggled.
“Well you know how you kind of know how close to an object you can stand without bumping into it?” India asked and he nodded. “Well I just stepped as close to the vanity as I usually do when I brush my teeth, but my belly bumped against it!” she explained and started to laugh. James didn't think it was that hilarious, but couldn't help laughing at her reaction.
“And so it begins!” James exclaimed and India nodded.
“It just occurred to me that I'm not going to be able to reach a lot of things as easily as I can now... and that I probably won't be able to get things out of the top cupboards,” India commented.
“Will you hate me if I say I can't wait until you have a big belly?” James asked and India shrugged.
“I am sure you will probably regret those words when I am so big you have to sleep on the very edge of the bed, and when I'm so big I can't even stand up by myself,” India joked and James shook his head.
“No, I can't wait for all that,” he told her honestly and India kissed him lingeringly.
“It will be worth it to see you holding our babies,” India stated and then kissed him again and left the bathroom.

By the time he got back to the bedroom India was half asleep, which did not surprise him. James got in bed and snuggled up against her then put a hand on her belly, before starting his nightly belly rub ritual. Every night when they got in bed he would rub her belly just before they went to sleep... it was relaxing for both of them and he liked that it was a small way he could start bonding with the babies. Not that they were aware of his presence yet.

From the moment he had found out India was pregnant he had become impatient for her to have a big belly, but he hadn't realised just how quickly that would happen with twins. Even in her eighth week India was getting a little belly, and he knew that if she was only pregnant with one baby he would have had to wait a lot longer for that first inkling of belly. In a way he felt quite spoilt and hoped that she would be able to carry close to term so that he could enjoy her baby belly as long as possible.

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

A little spanking, anyone?

.... as Alex soon learns

I know it has been awhile since I shared a proper excerpt on here.  I have been busy writing my latest story, and have to admit that I am very easily sidetracked!

But here it is, finally!  Excerpt two of what I jokingly refer to as 'Vampire Rugby', as it is based on two cursed rugby players... and came about all because of a stupid, innocent comment I made to my wife one night.

This little scene occurs after Lizzie and Alex have spent their second night together.  Lizzie's girlfriend - Victoria - who has spent the night with Jake, rings Alex with a little suggestion that he finds it impossible to ignore.

You can read excerpt 1 & get a little of the background right here...

As always, I have uploaded the PDF file of this excerpt, please feel free to download it!
Vampire Rugby (excerpt 2) - Bree Guildford


'Vampire Rugby' (unofficial title) - excerpt 2 

Lizzie passed him his phone when it began to ring. He wondered who would be calling him on a Sunday, and hoped like hell it wasn't one of the coaches requesting an urgent meeting for some reason. He had plans for the day. Plans that involved the very sexy, very naked woman in bed beside him. One look at the caller display and he could see it was Jake. Frowning, he answered the phone.

“Hello,” he said, and was surprised when the voice on the other end was a woman's.

“Pretend it's not me,” Victoria ordered.

“I'm okay...” Alex responded, wondering why the heck Victoria was ringing him.

“That girlfriend of mine? Spank her.” Victoria ordered and Alex coughed.

“Why on earth would I do that?” Alex asked light heartedly, trying to not arouse Lizzie's suspicions (there were other parts of her he'd sooner arouse...).

“Just do it... trust me, you won't regret it, and she will definitely thank you,” Victoria replied, and then the phone went dead. Lizzie looked curiously at him.

“One of the boys being stupid,” Alex explained as he put his phone on the bedside table and Lizzie laughed. He was very glad she'd believed him.

“Boys will be boys, huh!” Lizzie exclaimed and he nodded in agreement.

Noticing the time, and realising neither of them had eaten since early the previous evening, he decided he should be a good host and at least cook for for his very special, sexy guest.

“Don't know about you, but I am famished” Alex remarked. “How about bacon and eggs for breakfast?” he suggested and Lizzie nodded enthusiastically.

“Oh god that sounds good. I don't suppose you have any mushrooms?” Lizzie asked, grinning when he nodded in response

“I always have mushrooms!” Alex replied, and was so very glad he did he had picked some up in the groceries!

“Want me to cook?” Lizzie offered. Alex shook his head.

“No, you are my guest, and it's my house, I can't expect you to cook! I would love it if you came out and kept me company though” he responded and Lizzie smiled at him.

“I'd love to!” she told him, and then they both got out of bed. Alex opened one of his drawers and threw her one of his t-shirts.

“No point getting dressed if we'll just be going back to bed,” he commented and Lizzie winked at him.

“I'd hoped that would be your suggestion, post breakfast!” she informed him and he chuckled.

“You really think I would rather be ANYWHERE else?” he asked, then added, “except in the shower, with you,” winking at her.

They went into the kitchen, and Alex couldn't take his eyes off her. He had given her a t-shirt of his to wear, and he was amazed by how sexy she looked wearing it. The way it clung to her curves and the way her nipples pressed against the fabric were one big tease for him. Given Victoria's short and sweet phone call, he found it hard to not look at her bottom, while wondering if what Victoria had implied was true, and Lizzie would enjoy a little spanking. Being that he was in a rather good mood, he was tempted to try it but wasn't sure whether it was appropriate or not, considering they'd only known each other for a few days. Surely something like that required trust, or at least being 100% comfortable with each other. Not that HE didn't feel 100% comfortable around her... he just wasn't sure if she felt the same. He had a feeling she might, but didn't want to assume.

Alex got the bacon, eggs and mushrooms from the fridge and put them on the bench beside the cooktop. When he turned around to get a frying pan out, he was met by Lizzie leaning against the countertop, with her bottom sticking out. It was almost as if she was asking for his hand to make contact with her ass. When he made his way past her to get the olive oil from the pantry, he made a point of running his hand across her bottom, and was sure he didn't imagine her sharp intake of breath at the contact. Grabbing the oil, he made his way back to the cooktop – again running his hand along her bottom as he walked past her – and again hearing a sharp intake of breath from her.

“Cup of tea? Orange juice?” Alex asked Lizzie.

“Um a cup of.. um, I'll have some orange juice.” Lizzie replied, when they made eye contact he could see that she was flustered.

“You okay?” he asked innocently and she nodded.

“Yea.. I'm fine...” she replied, not sounding it, but it wasn't in a bad way.

“Do you want anything else?” he asked, and she shook her head, but a look passed between them that suggested perhaps there WAS something else she needed.

“No, I'm good, thanks,” Lizzie replied smiling at him, appearing a bit more composed.

That was until Alex passed her to get to the fridge, and ran his hand along her ass again. This time there was no denying the intake of breath, and Alex began to think that maybe Victoria had given him some good advice. He poured a glass of juice for both of them, then put the OJ back in the fridge. Rather than walkng past her, this time he stopped beside her at the counter, under the guise of seeing what she was reading. When he placed his hand on her bottom and started gently massage the area, she let out a little whimper... it was one of the sexiest little noises he'd ever heard.

“What are you reading?” he asked and she showed him the store brochure.

“It's really enthralling stuff,” she commented, her voice sounding a little more high pitched than usual. Maybe due to the fact he was still massaging her ass?

“Maybe I can read it when you're finished?” he suggested jokingly and she nodded.

“There is a bit of a waiting list, but I guess it's okay if you sneak in before the next person on the list,” Lizzie replied, her voice sounding husky.

“Thanks for that,” he said sweetly then, not even realising what he was doing, lightly smacked her bottom and went back to the cooktop, but not before he saw her clench her fists together, and heard her let out another little sexy whimper.

After witnessing her reactions to her bottom merely being touched (and lightly smacked), Alex was suddenly very curious to see what her reaction to a proper spanking would be like, and toyed with the idea of doing it right there and then. He decided against it in the end, thinking that perhaps frying whilst spanking wasn't the safest idea, and that a kitchen probably wasn't a very sexy place to be spanked He tried to move the thought to the back of his head and concentrate on cooking... but that thought was never too far away, and it suddenly became hard for him to keep his hands to himself. When Lizzie turned around with her back to the kitchen island, he was quite relieved. There was no way he could touch her bottom if he had no access to it!

He did however have access to her boobs, and because of the teasing way her nipples were pressing against the fabric of the thin t-shirt, there was no way he could resist touching them. Stepping closer to her, he stood in front of her and put his hands on her hips and kissed her. He tried to keep the kiss as passionless as possible, knowing very well that if he kissed her with the hunger he felt, they would end up having very steamy sex, while his house burnt down around them. Finding it harder and harder to control himself, he gave in to temptation and kissed a trail down her neck and over the t-shirt, until his lips came into contact with one of her pointy, hard nipples. He started to suck the nipple through the cotton barrier, and when she groaned loudly, he realised that sucking her nipples was probably the stupidest thing he could do if he wanted to retain control, and not ravage the poor woman.

It was him who groaned next, upon seeing the wet patch of t-shirt, which made her nipple VERY visible to him. He knew he should step away and get back to the bacon, but it would hurt his OCD if she had only ONE wet, see through patch of t-shirt, so risking everything, he moved his mouth to her other nipple, and sucked long and hard. Lizzie moved her hand to the back of his head, as if to hold him in place, and he groaned against her nipple. He knew he was a lost cause. Breaking the contact, Alex coughed and gave her a pained, flustered, desperate look, before moving back to the cooktop to try and concentrate on not completely destroying their breakfast.

But concentrate he could not. Not with her standing there. She wasn't even standing beside him, or really making her presence known. But he KNEW she was there, and couldn't take his mind off the myriad of things he'd love to be doing to her, right there and then in his kitchen. No. They weren't things he would love to be doing to her – they were things he desperately HAD to do to her One thing in particular he badly needed to do. Deciding to let his cock make his decisions, he turned off the cooktop and turned to her.

“There is only one thing I want for breakfast,” he said, as he approached her. She raised an eyebrow at him.

“Oh really?” she asked, innocently.

“Yes. Something I've been wanting to taste for quite some time,” he replied as he pressed up against her, his hands on either side of her on the kitchen island, so she couldn't escape.

“What would that be, Mr Bradshaw?” Lizzie asked, again oh-so innocently. She was so good at pretending to be innocent.

“You know exactly what that would be,” he responded, locking eyes with her and licking his lips.

“No, no clue, sir,” Lizzie replied and shook her head.

“I am going to need to show you, aren't I?” Alex sighed dramatically and Lizzie nodded.
“Oh, you are...” Lizzie responded, the slightest hint of a smirk on her face. Without a further word he put his hands on her hips and lifted her up so she was sitting on the island.

“May I suggest you lie back,” Alex suggested and she did just as he asked.

He could not prevent the groan that escaped from his lips as she slowly let her legs fall open, almost in slow motion. His eyes were glued to her pussy, and almost bugged out of his head as her pussy lips parted, and he could see she was already glistening with wetness. His plan had been to do it slowly, to tease her, to almost make her beg for his tongue, but upon seeing how wet she was, his plan changed dramatically. Leaning down slightly, he inhaled deeply and shuddered as he caught her scent... so womanly, so enticing.

The moment his tongue made contact with her wet folds, Alex KNEW he'd made the right choice. Bacon and eggs were nothing compared to the deliciousness he was currently experiencing. Rather than being slow, and working her gradually toward an orgasm, he found he couldn't control himself, and began to lick her pussy hungrily. He lapped his tongue up and down her pussy, increasing the pressure with each stroke, making sure to focus on her clit when his tongue made contact, before licking back down to her hole. The way she cried out whenever he dipped his tongue inside her hole made his cock twitch and throb. Each time he dipped his tongue back in she was even wetter, and the more he tasted her juices, the more he needed to taste them. He wondered for a vague moment if he'd died and gone to heaven because in that moment, life was pretty much perfect. He'd always loved the taste of a woman but Lizzie was by far his most pleasurable oral experience he had ever had, and he hoped there'd be plenty more to come.

Then he remembered her girlfriend and their committed, long term relationship... and the fact that that wasn't very conducive to him being able to taste her a thousand more times.

He was stirred from his thoughts, by a loud gutteral moan from Lizzie, and the feeling of her fingers linking with his own. He smiled against her pussy, glad that she seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was, and that she wanted the extra contact with him. Soon one of her hands let go of his and she moved it to the back of his head; suddenly his mouth was more firmly against her, and her hips were bucking against his mouth. He wanted to make it a lengthy, pleasurable experience for her, but the more he licked her pussy and tasted her wetness, the more carried away he became and as she began to scream and dig her fingernails into his hand, while pulling at his hair, he realised she was getting very close. Part of him wanted to slow right back down - but he couldn't do that to her – or to himself.

He licked her clit harder and faster, making sure to keep it steady... her screams became louder and more high pitched, when he began to feel her legs closing, he knew she was almost there, so began to lick fasterstill. He was immediately rewarded by her screaming loudly as her orgasm hit, her thighs trying to clamp together, her hips raising up off the island, her hand pushing firmly on the back of his head as her fingernails dug deeply into his arms. When her whole body went limp, he gently kissed her pussy and inner thighs while stroking her hand, which was still in his, then raised his head and looked at her. He smiled and she smiled back; it was a very drunk smile, the type of smile that told him she was orgasmed out and very blissfully happy.

Alex took both of Lizzie's hands in his and pulled her to a sitting position, then putting one arm under her legs and another behind her back, he picked her up and carried her back through to the bedroom. Breakfast could wait, all he wanted to do now was hold this amazing woman in his arms, while she recovered from what had appeared to be a rather intense orgasm. Smiling at her, he then kissed her gently and placed her on the bed, climbing in behind her so she had her back to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and heard her sigh happily, then lay there holding her, smiling to himself... while trying to forget the fact she was actually someone else's, not his.

Lizzie snoozed in his arms for half an hour, but he was much too wired to sleep. Not to mention more than a little horny. His mind kept going back to the brief phone call with Victoria, telling him to spank Lizzie... he had never ever thought about spanking a woman, because it wasn't something that HE was interested in. But when he thought about Lizzie's reactions to his very gentle teasing earlier, it stirred something deep inside him and he felt compelled to follow through and find out just how horny a little spanking could make her. But he had no idea how to really go about it. Spontaneously? Talk to her about it first? How would he know how hard to do it? What if she really didn't like it? What if he did it wrong, somehow?

He heard Lizzie let out a quiet whimper and realised he was rubbing her bottom again. Obviously the spanking thoughts had gone straight to his hand and it seemed she was liking it. Was now the time to test out the spanking theory? At least if she didn't like it, or if it offended her for some reason (though he was pretty sure that wouldn't be the case), she could get up and leave and they wouldn't have had months worth of connection, destroyed. But what if he DID spank her and she decided to leave and it ruined the potential for future months of connection building? It was tough, and wasn't exactly something he could ask anyone for advice about. Except maybe Victoria, but that might be just a little weird... although, she'd been the one who suggested it, so he came to the conclusion that she probably wouldn't mind.

Alex continued rubbing her bottom and Lizzie kept letting out her little whimpers, the sexy little whimpers that caused his cock to stir and his blood to heat up. Finally he lost his restraint and decided he had to do it – he HAD to spank her - he was far too curious to find out how turned on it would make her. Moving back a tiny bit, Alex removed his hand from her ass, and then brought it down gently. Lizzie arched her back and whimpered. Again he moved his hand from her ass, and brought it down, this time not quite as gently. He was rewarded with a loud whimper. The next time, his hand came down harder, and her whimper grew louder... and he found that as she was grew louder, his cock grew harder.

When he brought his hand down on her ass the next time, he did it harder than he'd meant to – but Lizzie let out a loud moan of pleasure – indicating to him that perhaps harder was better. Again his hand came down hard on her ass and her moan was louder, slightly more high pitched, and he noticed that her breathing was coming faster. Lizzie pulled the blankets off her, as if to give Alex easier access to her ass... and oh... how he loved that. He soon learnt that bringing his hand back further meant he could bring it down harder, which resulted in louder moans from her... but it also resulted in a new response – she began bucking her hips.

When he realised how much she was enjoying it he decided to stop worrying about doing it too hard and just followed her cues. When her moans turned to shrieks he knew that he was doing it perfectly and didn't alter the force with which he was spanking her. He made sure his hand was making contact in the same spot each time, stopping after every few contacts to rub her bottom a little. When she started to grind her hips and writhe around he began to miss the red handprint target that had developed on her ass. He had never been witness to anything sexier... the extreme hardeness of his cock was proof of that.

Lizzie unexpectedly turned so she was facing him and then pushed him onto his back. He was worried that she had had enough, but the look in her eyes told him that was not the case. When she climbed on top of him and impaled herself on his cock, he began to understand why she had changed position. If she was on top, she could have him inside her – and he could spank her at the same time.

What a revelation THAT was! The first time he spanked her while he was inside her, he gasped as his cock was clenched with an iron grip. He spanked her again, harder, and the same thing happened, causing him to let out a loud moan of his own. And so it continued, he'd spank, she'd clench and grind, he'd spank, she'd clench and grind, he'd spank, she'd clench and grind, spank, clench and grind, spank, clench and grind. Her pussy was so amazingly wet that it felt like his cock was shrouded in silk. She was so incredibly smooth and he really had never felt anything so... he couldn't even find the word for it.

Alex was not surprised when his orgasm began building up, and was glad that it appeared to be coinciding with hers. After all the work they'd put in, it only seemed fitting for them to cum together. She continued riding him hard, while he spanked her hard, and as her shrieks became increasingly high pitched, he was grunting louder and louder. He felt her pussy starting to tighten so pulled her down hard and felt his cock hit nice and deep. After three thrusts/grinds, they both exploded into orgasm – both loud, both guttural, both going rigid against each other, as their orgasm lasted for what felt like ten minutes.

Then she collapsed against him. They lay breathing heavily, a hot, sweaty mess of naked, sexed out, over-sensitised, post-orgasmic bliss.

Afterward he had no idea how long it took for them to recover enough to talk, and when he tried to think of the space of time immediately post-orgasm, he found he had no recollection... it was as if he had cum so hard that he had blacked out.