It is My Sexy Saturday time again! 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.
The theme for week 35 is 'Come Undone Sexy', and from the moment I read the theme brief, I KNEW the perfect excerpt to share.
It is from an unpublished story which is revolves around two men and two women, who are in a polyamorous relationship. This excerpt focuses on one of the male/female couples - Alex and Lizzie - and the end of what had been a rather innocent night. Alex had work to do, so Lizzie curled up on a chair in his office and read her book while he worked... before going to get them both a drink and coming back dressed in new, very sexy lingerie. Alex forgets all about his work and proceeds to eat Lizzie on his desk, before spanking her and taking her against, and then on the desk...
As Alex's desire grew, so did his need for sex of the not-so-gentle kind. Although he loved that he was fucking her on his desk, he wasn't able to hit as deep and hard as he wanted – and needed – so moving his hands under her thighs, he lifted her up and walked away from the desk, pressing her up against the wall beside the door. Finally he was able to get the momentum he desired, his cock hitting hard, causing her to cry out with each thrust. He wasn't concerned he was being too rough, because Lizzie had her fingers fisted in his hair and was tightening her legs around him, as if to pull him even deeper inside. He kissed and nibbled at her neck before moving onto her lips; the way she was moaning against his mouth spurred him on, and he began to move harder against her.
When Lizzie tugged on his lip as she broke off the kiss, something about the sensation caused him to suddenly start thrusting harder against her, causing him to grunt with the effort. As the few frames that were hanging on the wall began to rattle, both of them laughed and he decided that it was probably a good idea to move to a surface where there was less chance of damage. Stepping back from the wall he walked slowly, still kissing her, and headed for his bedroom, figuring there was little chance of anything getting broken in there if he was suddenly overcome again.
That was until he saw the sideboard out of the corner of his eye, and without even thinking about it, turned and walked toward it. Pausing as he looked at the random knick-knacks and the like sitting on top of the sideboard, Alex shrugged and thought 'fuck it', then, in one fell swoop, pushed the contents onto the floor. He didn't even cringe as he heard the distinct noise of items breaking as they landed on the floor. Lizzie looked at him with her eyes wide open, shock written all over her face.
“Nothing expensive or important,” Alex reassured her.
“You are crazy,” Lizzie exclaimed.
“For you, yes,” Alex replied, then pressed his mouth against hers, the broken knick-knacks the last thing on either of their minds.
He felt so consumed by his need for Lizzie. He needed to touch her all over and to be as close as possible to her. He felt crazed and out of control, but her own need seemed to match his and he knew that he would remember the events of the evening for a very long time to come! When he put his hands on her hips and began to thrust against her again, he felt Lizzie's nails digging into his shoulders, the nails getting deeper and deeper as he moved harder against her. The powerful thrusts caused them both to cry out in pleasure, their cries growing louder and louder, to the point that Alex hoped all the windows were closed. Or that his neighbours were hard of hearing.
Alex would have loved for the sex to go on for hours, but he was realistic and knew he had limits. Limits he was fast reaching. Lizzie's own appetite seemed to be growing, and he wondered if it was because they were on the sideboard; he knew it was a little kink of hers, and he loved that. He'd always enjoyed having sex in places that weren't a bed, but his ex-girlfriends had seemed to prefer the more vanilla in-a-bed-you-on-top-me-on-bottom variety of sex. He wasn't some sort of insatiable monster, he enjoyed that type of sex as well... but if it was the only type of sex had, it got to be a bore. He knew that sex would NEVER be a bore with Lizzie!
When her legs tightened around him again, Alex groaned loudly as her pussy began to clench and release his cock, with that iron grip he had come to love. He could feel her getting tighter, which was causing extra friction on his cock, and he knew he had gone past his limit and things were about to come to an inevitable, explosive end. He gripped her hips, fingers digging deeply into her flesh, pulling her as tightly against him as he could, then began to slam harder and harder against her. Lizzie began shrieking loudly, the shrieks growing higher in pitch with each one. As his breathing became faster, he could feel an immense throbbing pressure in his cock, and the tension in her pussy became unbearable. Instinctively his thrusts became more forceful, and moments later, in a case of perfect timing, they both came, fingertips digging into flesh, bodies pressed together, screaming, gasping for breath...
Okay, I need a cold shower now. Broken knick knacks....*Shakes head* I don't think I'd have cared either...until I stepped on one.ReplyDelete
I am the type of moron that would stand on the broken knick knack and end up in hospital with twenty stitches... *rolls eyes*Delete
Mmm, very hot! Awesome post!ReplyDelete
And yeah, I agree, I'd be one of the ones to step on a broken piece of whatever and need stitches. Or sat on it because I didn't notice it. So much can go unnoticed in the middle of hot sex until you step on something sharp or bang your head on something, LOL.
Haha, ain't that the truth!!!Delete