Jake gets his very own personal (naughty!) nurse

When Jake gets injured his girlfriend, Victoria, takes it upon herself to be his personal nurse.  Considering the two can't keep their hands off each other, it is no surprise when Victoria puts a very sexy spin on her temporary role as his very hands-on nurse.  Who can blame her?!

Enjoy!


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When Jake's shoulder started to hurt again Victoria insisted he stay on the couch while she went to get his painkillers for him. A couple of minutes later he heard the bathroom door closing and could hear her walking down the hall toward the lounge, but when she came through the doorway Jake was very unprepared for what he saw. Gone were her t-shirt and jeans, replaced by a red and white corset with the tell-tale red cross embroidered in the middle of it, a pair of white stockings, the outfit finished off with a pair of very high, very shiny, very slutty red patent heels.

“Jesus Christ...” Jake uttered, finding it impossible to close his mouth as Victoria approached. He gulped nervously. He really had not been prepared to see her like that!

“Here is your medication, Mr Carter,” Victoria said handing him his painkillers, before turning around and bending over to pick up his drink bottle.

“Uh, thanks...” he replied as she handed him his drink bottle and the pills, which he quickly swallowed.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” Victoria asked very professionally, as she placed his drink bottle back on the coffee table.

“No...” Jake answered, still a touch dumbfounded. He knew she had had a naughty nurse scenario planned, but the reality was so much better than he'd anticipated.

“Is there anything I can do to you?” Victoria asked, her voice suddenly had a very seductive, husky quality about it.

“Well, I could do with a little hug,” Jake said, starting to get his composure back.

“I can do that,” Victoria noted, then leaned over and kissed his forehead. “You feel hot. Perhaps you should take your pants off,” she said in that same sexy tone of voice. Jake raised an eyebrow at her and stood up.

“Maybe I should,” he replied, but before he could put his hands on his waistband, Victoria stopped him.

“Allow me to do that for you, Mr Carter,” Victoria insisted, dropping to her knees and looking up at him through her eyelashes – the sight was simply too much for him and his cock started to throb.

Victoria slowly pulled his pants down and then looked up at him again, this time biting her lip. As she freed him from his boxers, he whimpered.

“I should probably check your temperature,” Victoria suggested and Jake looked down at her warily.

“Oh, and um, how would you do that?” he asked. Rather than answer him, Victoria showed him, lightly licking the tip of his cock.

“Oh god...” he whispered, as she ran her tongue over the head of his cock again.

“Sorry, but I can't get an accurate reading, I need to check again,” Victoria told him, her voice very serious.

As her mouth slid down the length of his cock he exhaled loudly and hoped like hell she wouldn't spend too long 'checking his temperature', because he wasn't sure how much of that he could handle. She sucked him gently and much to his relief didn't take him deep in her throat... he didn't want to cum while she was sucking his cock, because he had no idea how she felt about the idea of him cumming in her mouth. He was aware it wasn't something every woman enjoyed! Luckily she kissed his cock goodbye and stood up, then put her hands on his shoulders and looked at him seriously.

Sex and a spanking... just a normal afternoon in suburbia

It's late here, but I wanted to share an excerpt from one of my stories, before I head to bed!

This excerpt is from a story I have posted a few excerpts from before, the main characters are two couples -  Jenna & Lucas, and India & James - and it follows both couples on their path to parenthood.  For those of you who have read previous excerpts from this story, you will know that Jenna and Lucas are pregnant with a baby boy, five years after losing their little girl, Sasha, at 14 weeks. 

This little afternoon of sexing occurs after Lucas has a run in with their (ex) friend Shane, who they have just found out was cheating on his girlfriend...

I'm too ill and tired to go into anymore detail, so I shall leave you with the excerpt, and links to other excerpts (including My Sexy Saturday blog hop posts) from this story!

Enjoy xxx

Click on any of these links to read my other Jenna & Lucas / India & James excerpts:

Pregnant and horny, what's a girl to do?

Happy Valentine's Day! Have some sex! (focus on India & James)

Lucas gets his own back on Jenna 

Something a little different (this isn't officially part of the story... it is a short-story I wrote for a uni assignment, based on Lucas & Jenna losing Sasha)

My Sexy Saturday - week 32

My Sexy Saturday - week 34

My Sexy Saturday - week 36 (focus on India & James)

My Sexy Saturday - week 37 (focus on India & James)

My Sexy Saturday - week 38

My Sexy Saturday - week 41 (focus on India & James)

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Now for the actual excerpt!

Jenna tried to contain her excitement when she heard Lucas's car in the driveway... she was still asleep when he'd left for training that morning and she had missed him like mad while he was away. When he walked inside Jenna's excitement turned to concern – Lucas looked angry – and for a moment she was taken back to the days that anger had been aimed at her, albeit in a misguided way. Lucas walked straight up to her and wrapped his arms around her.

“God I love you,” Lucas sighed and buried his face in her neck.

“I love you too,” Jenna said, her arms as tightly around him as his were around her.

“I almost punched Shane,” Lucas confessed and Jenna moved one of her hands up so she could stroke the back of his neck.

“What happened baby?” Jenna asked, surprised that he had said 'almost' rather than 'did'.

“Bit my tongue all day, then it was just me, James and him in the locker room after training and... I just... I had to say something,” Lucas explained, moving his face from her neck and looking her in the eyes. “I came so close to punching that little cunt... I really did... I was so angry... everything he said wound me up more and more and then he... well, he said something that tipped me over the edge. I came so close... but I stepped away... and left,” he said, recounting the experience for Jenna.

“I am proud of you,” Jenna replied and kissed him gently. “But what did he say to make you so angry?” she couldn't help but ask.

“He... he... well, he kind of insinuated that I'm physically abusive to you,” Lucas said quietly and Jenna scowled.

“That bastard... how dare he! We might have had a period of time where we yelled at each other a lot, but you have never come close to raising your fist at me,” Jenna said with conviction.

“I hope it's not the impression that the other guys have of me as well,” Lucas sighed and Jenna could tell that Shane's comment had had an effect on him.

“It sounds to me like Shane was trying to make you lash out,” Jenna commented and Lucas nodded.

“Yea, I guess he probably was,” Lucas agreed.

“Come on gorgeous man, why don't you put your feet up and I'll make us both a drink,” Jenna suggested and Lucas nodded.

“Sounds like a perfect idea to me, but don't worry about making me a drink... I would sooner cuddle with my wife-to-be on the couch,” Lucas said and then kissed her.

The kiss started out gentle but the moment Jenna put her hands underneath his t-shirt and started to stroke just above his hips, the kiss deepened. Then deepened some more. Then became hungry... and hungrier. Lucas walked Jenna backward into the lounge, not taking his lips off hers for a second. Well, not until he removed her top... Jenna followed in kind and helped him out of his top, and as Lucas reached behind her to undo her bra she let out a shuddery whimper. When Lucas stopped after two hooks Jenna whimpered loudly and looked up at him.

“Don't stop...” Jenna begged and Lucas chuckled.

“Where is grandma?” Lucas asked and Jenna winked at him.

“She is out visiting an old friend, gave me a naughty little wink when she left, said she wouldn't be back until five, and to use the time wisely,” Jenna informed him.

“Who knew that grandma would say something like that!” Lucas chuckled and Jenna bit her tongue before she told him that she wasn't at all surprised. She also failed to tell him that Josephine had been rather dressed up when she left... and Jenna had a sneaking suspicion it was an old male friend she was going to be spending the afternoon with.

Lucas resumed undoing the hooks on her bra and when he threw it across the room Jenna could tell that he was in the mood for some not-so-sweet sex. Good. So was she. Jenna moved her hands to the waistband of his trackpants and dipped her fingertips inside his boxers, teasingly stroking his treasure trail, stopping just before making contact with the tip of his cock. The groans coming from him were delightful and made her pussy clench tightly. Although she loved teasing him there was only so much teasing she could do and decided to put him out of his misery.

She slid his boxers and trackpants down far enough for them to fall the rest of the way by themselves. When Lucas stepped out of them Jenna suddenly felt a hunger for him that was so strong, she couldn't resist pushing him back onto the couch and ordering him to lie down on his back. She knew he enjoyed removing her clothing by himself, but she needed him inside her so badly that she quickly took her skirt and panties off by herself... and wasted no time in straddling him and sliding down his gloriously hard length.

Jenna cried out loudly as his cock hit the back of her pussy – she had wanted him – NEEDED him all day, and the relief that he was finally inside her was immense. She didn't bother teasing him with gentle hip movements, because as much as she could tell HE needed fast 'growly' sex, so did she. With a hand on the back of the couch and Lucas supporting her hips with his hands Jenna started moving hard and fast against him, making sure that her legs were as far apart as was comfortable for her, to ensure he was hitting as deep inside as was possible.

The friction on her clit caused her to moan loudly as the sensations coursed through her system and she began riding him increasingly harder. She didn't give a fuck that her back hurt, that her hips hurt or that she was exhausted, the sex felt so good she wished there was a way for them to stay like that for at least a month. His cock had never felt quite so good, it filled her so completely that the friction wasn't just on her clit, but right throughout her pussy.

When Lucas pulled her down even harder, Jenna let out a strangled scream as she felt her pussy tightening around him – which of course caused the friction to intensify – and all too soon she started to feel her orgasm building up. Jenna looked at him pleadingly and he understood the meaning behind the look, moving his hands from her hips to lessen the friction, helping her to keep her developing orgasm at bay. He moved his hands back to her hips but rather than pulling down he just rested them there while Jenna continued riding him – albeit not quite as hard as moments earlier – it was worth it though... anything to make that pleasure last as long as possible!

Jenna enjoyed watching the expression on Lucas's face as she rode him. She had always loved that she had the ability to cause him to look so flustered and needy, as if he was completely at her mercy... especially when she was on top. The sounds he made were another enjoyable extra for her, his grunts and groans were always very gutteral and deep... very primal, and they never ever failed to turn her on even more. As she listened to the loud groans coming from Lucas, Jenna could feel her willpower slipping away... All she wanted to do was to take her gorgeous man to the point of no return and to hear the loud manly roar as he came.

If she didn't drown out his roar with her own screams of pleasure.

Spreading her legs as far as she could Jenna sunk down further and understanding her unspoken desires, Lucas helped by pulling her down tightly at the hips again. The sudden increase of pressure and friction causing her orgasm start to build again. Jenna was crying out loudly and found herself tuning out to the rest of the world; Lucas felt unbelievable inside her and there was no way she could stop what was coming.

Tightening her grip on the back of the couch Jenna started to move as fast and hard as she could against Lucas, her orgasm building and building and building until she was screaming so loudly her throat felt raw. Lucas pulled her down one final time and that sent her over the edge, her orgasm hitting her like a tonne of bricks, causing her to let out a loud, long, almost piercing scream as her orgasm kept hitting and hitting and hitting, before finally starting to peter off... just as Lucas's own orgasm hit. She heard the loud roar and when Lucas pulled her down and pushed into her at the same time Jenna found herself screaming again as orgasm number two came out of nowhere.

Jenna had no idea how she managed to move off Lucas and found herself giggling when he stood up, swooped her up in his arms and carried her through to the bedroom, laying her gently on the bed before collapsing on it himself. Lucas lay with his head on her chest and Jenna lazily stroked the back of his neck while he grazed his fingers along the underside of her belly.

“I'm going to miss not being able to feel him kicking after he's born,” Lucas said quietly and Jenna giggled.

“I know, I will as well,” Jenna replied.

“Obviously I'm going to love having him here,” Lucas reassured her. “But there is just something so... intimate and... peaceful and... I don't know... calming about rubbing your belly and feeling him moving around in there,” he explained.

“I feel the exact same way,” Jenna told him and placed her free hand on top of his, smiling as she entwined her fingers with his.

“At least we still have around 13 weeks of this to experience before he arrives,” Lucas said.

“It seems like a lifetime away, but at the same time it isn't really that far away,” Jenna commented and felt slightly nervous as she thought about giving birth.

“And you know I will be right by your side when our little man makes his arrival,” Lucas reassured her and Jenna shrugged.

“Who knows. Maybe you'll be away and I will go into labour a bit earlier than expected... you could miss his birth...” Jenna sighed and then rolled onto her side so she was facing away from him. She didn't want him to see just how worried she was about THAT happening.

Rather than him rolling her onto her back again she let out a shriek as she felt his hand come down on her ass. He hadn't done that to her in years.

“That was a bit naught...” Jenna started to say but the rest of her words were replaced by a shaky moan as Lucas's palm again made contact with her ass.

“Can't help it... your delicious booty was right there and... I didn't even think about it,” Lucas admitted as he rubbed her bottom, causing her clit to throb and her pussy to tighten. She had forgotten the immediate effect being spanked had on her body.

Jenna waited for Lucas's hand to come down on her again and when it didn't happen she started to whimper... luckily he got the message and brought his hand down on her butt again, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body and causing her to grip onto the side of the bed. Lucas started to bring his hand down on her butt over and over, it felt just as good as it ever had, but she had a feeling he was holding back... and she didn't want him to.

“You can do it harder...” Jenna whispered.

“Are you sure? I haven't done it in a long time... I thought maybe you'd need to be gently weaned back into it,” Lucas whispered back and Jenna giggled.

“Complete opposite actually,” Jenna informed him and realised that their old spanking positions wouldn't really work due to the enormous belly in front of her.

“Mind if we move from the bed?” Lucas asked and Jenna could tell by the tone of his voice that he had something in mind.

“Lead the way,” Jenna replied and got off the bed.

Lucas got off the bed and took her hand then led her from the bedroom and into the bathroom. Jenna saw the vanity unit and grinned as she remembered the many times Lucas had spanked her while she supported herself on the vanity unit and watched him in the mirror. She let out a moan as she put her hands on the vanity and Lucas stepped in behind her, their eyes connecting via the mirror. Jenna watched as Lucas moved his hand backward and then brought it down on her ass, the clench she felt inside was incredible and left her wanting more. Again Lucas drew his hand backward and brought it down on her ass, the loud slapping noise almost as satisfying as the pleasurable pain caused by the palm-ass contact. They kept their eyes locked on each other and Lucas continued spanking her, each contact causing her pussy to tighten and her clit to throb.

Jenna was sure Lucas was still holding back a little and between ass slaps whimpered the word 'harder'. The following contact was indeed harder and Jenna couldn't help the loud cry that came from her, the cry becoming louder with each consecutive palm-ass contact. She was so turned on that between contacts she was aware of the wetness spreading down her thighs, and that there was a deep ache inside her pussy.

As Lucas continued to spank her Jenna became overwhelmed by the sensations and knew that soon she would need him inside her. Spanking wasn't just about the physical act of hand against ass, there was also the anticipation while waiting for the hand to come back down against her ass, there was the sound caused by the impact of palm against ass and then there was the strong emotional connection caused by the via-the-mirror eye contact. It was a complete experience and one that never failed to arouse her to a level that she had been unaware even existed prior to the first time he had spanked her.

Lucas moved his hands to her hips and Jenna held her breath as she watched him in the mirror. He stepped forward, pulled lightly on her hips to adjust the angle, his cock brushed against her hole as he lined himself up and as he pulled her backwards at the same time as he stepped in, Jenna cried out loudly. She couldn't get enough of him and immediately pressed backward, wanting to feel him as deeply inside her as was possible. Lucas groaned loudly and began to move against her, his fingers tightly gripping her hips, his cock hitting the back of her pussy harder with each impact. Jenna's cries very quickly turned to screams and she found herself begging him to move harder against her.

Lucas moved harder and his grunts were just as loud as her screams... she didn't give a fuck that the bathroom window was open and that their neighbours would be able to hear them. The only thing she cared about was the pleasure they were giving and receiving from each other... pleasure which was increasing at a faster rate than she had anticipated. Jenna gripped the edge of the vanity unit very tightly as she felt her thighs starting to tighten while her pussy tensed up around his cock... the force he was slamming into her with was too much for her to handle any longer. She let out a loud, long scream as her orgasm hit, right at the same time as Lucas let out a loud roar and pulled her tightly against him. They rode out their orgasms together and then slowly collapsed to the floor, Lucas helping Jenna down until she was sitting between his legs.

Jenna leaned back against his chest and tried to catch her breath and it proved to be a harder task than usual. Lucas kissed her neck and she giggled quietly as she thought about what a sight they must have been... both covered in sweat, naked, sitting on the bathroom floor. Jenna smiled when his hands made their way to her belly and Theo immediately gave him a hard boot to the hand. It hadn't even occurred to her that Theo had probably been a little shaken around because of the sex, especially because he was fast running out of room! She rolled her eyes when he moved into a position that put a lot of pressure on her bladder. How sexy... post sex bliss ruined by 'sorry hunny, I need to pee'.

“Your son is trying to ruin the mood,” Jenna sighed. “I need to go to pee,” she informed him. Lucas chuckled as he stood up and helped her to her feet.

“I guess he's just getting us used to what it'll be like when he's here... you know... we'll be just about to have sex and he'll start crying... that sort of thing,” Lucas joked. Jenna laughed but wondered if perhaps he was right. Sneaky baby.

“I think that might be why they eventually go into their own room,” Jenna suggested and they both laughed.

Jenna went to the toilet and then followed Lucas through to their bedroom. They climbed into bed and lay on their sides facing each other.

“That was... unexpected,” Jenna started, feeling weirdly shy.

“I know... I didn't plan on it, but... you rolled over... that butt was there and I just... I couldn't help it,” Lucas said sounding almost apologetic.

“It was amazing... didn't realise how much I had missed it,” Jenna said honestly.

“I felt nervous doing it... after the last time...” Lucas replied and smiled sadly at her.

“Last time was a long time ago, baby,” Jenna said, moving her hand up to his face so she could stroke his cheek.

“After that time I swore I would never do it again,” Lucas commented.

“Hey... things have changed since then. We are both different people and our relationship has changed,” Jenna said soothingly, tears coming to her eyes as Lucas moved up against her and buried his face in her chest.

As she ran her fingers through his hair and stroked the back of his neck, Jenna thought back to the early days of their relationship. They had been only together a couple of months when Jenna had confessed to Lucas that she got quite turned on by the thought of being spanked... it had only taken one time before spanking had become a regular part of their sex life. It was by no means an everyday occurrence, but did happen numerous times a month. After Sasha died they went through a long period of having no sex at all and it took even longer before he began to spank her again... but eventually their sex life went back to normal.

Everything was fine (in that department anyway) until one night about two years after Sasha had died. Lucas got home from training in a bad mood and it was made even worse when Jenna told him she was planning on going to the mall by herself to get a haircut and do a little shopping. They had a huge fight and, as was so often the case after the screaming and yelling was done, they ended up in bed getting very hot and heavy, with Jenna eventually ending up on her knees, leaning against the headboard so that Lucas could begin to spank her.

The spanking had been one of the most intense she'd ever experienced and it was the ONLY time she had ever asked him to stop spanking her. They had sex and when it was all over Lucas got out of bed to go to the toilet. Ten minutes later he hadn't returned so Jenna got up to see what was keeping him and found him sitting in the lounge – butt naked – and with tears in his eyes.

Jenna sat down beside him and asked him repeatedly what was wrong... it was obvious something was up and she didn't plan on letting him away without telling her. Eventually he turned to her and explained that when he was spanking her he was doing it from a place of anger... he was still pissed off about her wanting to go out and when he started to spank her that anger seemed to come out and he had been unable to control himself.

Jenna hadn't known what to say so did all she felt she could and wrapped her arms around him. After a few minutes Jenna led him back to the bedroom and told him that she was glad he had been honest with her, but didn't let on just how shaken up she was after his confession. Lucas swore right there and then that he would never spank her again because he was afraid that he would hurt her, and that if that did happen he would never be able to forgive himself.

And that was that. It was never brought up again and their sex life went on as usual... just minus the spanking that they had both enjoyed so much.

Jenna smiled when she managed to leave her little daze. Lucas was rubbing her belly and Theo was just starting to move around, it was most certainly her happy place and the thought of getting out of bed did not appeal in the least. She was just about to suggest to Lucas that they have something simple for dinner and then watch DVDs in bed when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Hello you two, your clothes are outside the door,” came Josephine's voice. Lucas looked at Jenna in horror.

“Uhhhh must have fallen out of the washing basket,” Lucas called back and Jenna could hear Josephine laughing.

“I might be old but I'm not stupid,” Josephine replied. “Am I okay to stay home now or should I head back out for a while?” she asked and Jenna laughed.

“You're fine, Josie... we'll be up in a minute,” Jenna told her and Lucas rolled his eyes.

“I was looking forward to taking advantage of you again,” Lucas informed her quietly and Jenna smirked at him.

“You will just have to do it later on when we go to bed,” Jenna replied.

“I guess I can wait,” Lucas said and after kissing her, got out of bed and put some trackpants on before opening the door and getting their pile of clothing, which as promised, was sitting just outside the door.

My Sexy Saturday, week 39

My Sexy Saturday is upon us again!  For those of you who are unfamiliar with 'My Sexy Saturday', it is a blog hop, which gives writers a chance to post 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of their work (published, or still in progress) to share.  Each week there is a very sexy theme - as the name suggests - and this week the theme is 'Bump N Sexy'... which basically means the fast and furious sex that characters sometimes just need...

For my My Sexy Saturday this week, the excerpt came to mind straight away, an excerpt I call 'horny baking'.  I don't think I haven't posted anything from this story before, but plan to post a couple of key excerpts in the near future, so I won't give too much away here!

This story is about two women (Jane and Leah) who are in love (yes, a common theme in my stories), they meet a guy (Asher), have one night of threesome fun, but then proceed to become very good friends... with certain benefits.  Later, Asher makes the women a very kind, amazing offer, which they accept (as you will be able to tell from the excerpt, he offers to act as their sperm donor).  A polyamorous relationship with Asher is never on the cards, but the three do have an amazing relationship as friends.

Without ruining more plot, Asher meets his soulmate and the sex between him, Jane and Leah stops.  The women eventually strike up a similar friendship with Beau, and I guess you could say that Beau picks up where Asher left off.

In this particular scene, Beau has just brought Leah home, after what was a VERY drunken New Years Eve for the two of them.  Jane had insisted the two go out for the night, because all she was up to was sleeping, because of her pregnancy, and she didn't want to ruin the night for Leah.  When Beau gets Leah back to the house she shares with Jane, he finds a VERY sexually frustrated Jane...

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The moment Beau stepped inside, he was aware of the smell of fresh baking, and his stomach started to growl. Jane had obviously been baking and he wondered what the chances were of him stealing a cookie or two to take home with him. Beau walked Leah through to the lounge and lay her down on the couch, as Jane walked through from the bedroom with Leah's pillow and the duvet off their bed, and after putting the pillow under Leah's head and throwing the duvet over her, she walked back to the kitchen. Beau followed her through so he could thank her for the loan of Leah for the night, and was surprised by the dozens of cookies which were covering almost every free bit of counter space.

“Wow, you got your bake on, huh!” Beau exclaimed, surprised when Jane turned and scowled at him.

“Well. When your girlfriend is away for the night, and your friend with benefits is gallivanting over in New Zealand, you get frustrated from the god damn lack of sex!” Jane almost yelled then, picking up the rolling pin next to her, started to bang it on the block of chocolate in front of her.

“I'm sure Leah will make up for it later,” Beau said, trying not to laugh. Jane started banging the chocolate harder.

“Later isn't any use to me when I wake up as horny as fuck, Beau! There are only so many times you can masturbate before it gets boring!” Jane yelled this time.

“Sorry I asked,” Beau said, realising just how frustrated Jane was feeling. A little part of him felt guilty for enjoying the sight though. Jane was in a flimsy robe and as she was smashing the chocolate, her boobs were jiggling all over the place and it was hard to try to keep his thoughts pure.

He heard Jane let out a big sigh and looked up as she started to explain, “It's not your fault. I'm sorry. I just... It's been 20 hours since I last had sex, I had dirty dream after dirty dream last night, my arm is sore from having sex with myself, giving myself an orgasm just isn't the same, the fucking batteries ran out in my favourite vibrator and GOD DAMMIT I NEED SOME POU...” Jane ranted, unable to finish her sentence, because Beau pressed her against the wall and kissed her. She looked hungrily at him when he broke off the kiss. “Pounding. I need some pounding,” Jane finally finished, pleadingly. Beau pressed against her and cupped her face with his hands.

“I can give you pounding...” Beau said quietly and Jane gulped loudly then wrapped her arms around his neck and started to kiss him, with more hunger than he had EVER experienced in one kiss.

Beau moved his hands down to the belt of Jane's robe and undid it, then pushed his trackies and boxers down. Jane jumped and he caught her as she wrapped her legs around his waist, then without wasting a second, Beau lined himself up and pulled Jane down on top of him. Knowing how frustrated Jane was feeling, and her intense need for pounding, from the very start Beau moved hard and deep inside her. Jane let out a loud cry as he entered her and the cries never ceased as he slammed against her, making sure all his body weight was behind each and every stroke of his cock. Her pussy was extremely swollen and the friction that caused made the sex feel divine. So much so that he was finding it hard to control his own responses. Jane so clearly NEEEEEEEDED an epic release and he didn't want to cum before her, in case that ruined her orgasm!

Beau didn't have to worry though, because after a couple more minutes of slamming, Jane started to shriek and her pussy started to squeeze his cock with an iron grip. When she began panting, Beau made an effort to slam harder against her, loving the noises she was making, and the way her body was responding. When she started to shriek loudly, Beau made a final effort and slammed as hard as he possibly could, until he felt Jane convulsing against him as her orgasm hit and she let out a scream that was closer to a roar. Beau kept slamming against her, feeling the pressure in his cock building and building, until with a grrrowl, he came as well, pushing into her with every ounce of his body weight. They slid down to the floor and Jane giggled for the best part of a minute. Beau looked at her, amused, sensing that the giggling was another type of release for her. When she finally stopped, she looked at him and bit her lip.

“Um. Thanks...” Jane said, going red.

“Well, Asher asked me to take care of you while he was away, I think this falls under the category of 'taking care of',” Beau said and winked at her.

“God I needed that,” Jane exclaimed.

“I could sense that,” Beau replied and she went red again.

“I'm sorry I was so... Well. You know... It's just... This pregnancy has turned me into a sex crazed maniac. I want sex all day, everyday, and even 100 orgasms probably wouldn't be enough to satiate me,” Jane admitted.

“You officially know what it's like to be a man now,” Beau joked and Jane laughed.

“I haven't told Leah JUST how needy I am, we're already having sex three times during the night, and I have a feeling I'm wearing her out,” Jane confessed.

“I hardly think she'd be complaining,” Beau replied. Jane shrugged.

“I dunno, the other night, for the first time EVER, she told me she was too tired for sex,” Jane told him. “I know it wasn't an excuse, and that she was purely too tired... And I hate that I've worn her out to that extent!” Jane sighed.

“Embrace it, that's what I say. Think of it as a bonding experience of sorts,” Beau suggested and Jane smiled at him.

“More than just a hot bod aren't you,” Jane teased and stood up. “Water?” she asked and Beau nodded.

“Certainly doesn't have anything to do with me loving the thought of you two having hot hot HOT sex every single night,” Beau said innocently and let out a gasp of surprise when Jane squirted him with her water bottle.

“Typical male!” Jane exclaimed and he jumped up.

“Do that again, I dare you,” Beau challenged, and was surprised when she did just that.

Without a thought, Beau put his hand into the bag of flour and threw a handful of flour at Jane. Jane squealed and reached for the baking powder, picking it up and throwing it at him. Before the baking powder dust had even settled, Beau had picked up the sugar and threw two handfuls at her.

“You are in so much trouble!” Jane yelled and threw a lemon at him.

“You are the one in trouble!” Beau stated as he threw some coconut at her.

My Sexy Saturday, week 38

 Another My Sexy Saturday is upon us!  'My Sexy Saturday' is a blog hop, which gives writers a chance to showcase 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of their work, whether published or in progress.  Each week there is a certain theme for the blog post.

The theme this week is 'Let's Get Sexy On', and my excerpt is another from my work in progress, featuring Jenna and Lucas... I have posted about them quite a lot on my blog, because I love the characters!

This is very early on in the story, and is really the first glimpse we get of what Lucas is like in private.  As the story goes on we find out exactly why it is he is so controlling of Jenna... but for now, I leave you with this weeks 'My Sexy Saturday'!

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“You want a cuppa, babe?” Jenna asked and Lucas shot her an angry look.

“Why don't you just go for a drink with that new slut of James's?” Lucas snapped and Jenna took a deep, calming breath.

“First of all, she is not a slut, I don't know why you would say that. Second of all, I want to sit down and have a hot drink with you, not India,” Jenna replied, trying to keep her voice down.

“You realise a friendship with her would be a bad thing right?” Lucas asked and Jenna suddenly found that keeping calm was going to be harder than anticipated.

“Lucas, you think that me having a friendship with anyone is a bad thing,” Jenna stated and he frowned at her.

“You've got me, you've got my friends, why do you need anyone else?” Lucas asked.

“Because Lucas, I need friends OF MY OWN, WOMEN friends who I can do WOMAN things with, who I can talk about handbags, and shoes, and clothes, and periods, and boobs, and hormones with, who I can eat chocolate with, and go to girly movies with, and who I can spend time with when you're away for fucking weeks at a fucking time!” Jenna said managing somehow to keep the anger from her voice. Barely.

“You know you can go and see my friends when I'm away!” Lucas reminded her and Jenna groaned.

“You really don't get it do you, Lucas? I need my OWN friends, I need to be able to socialise WITHOUT you. I don't know why you can't accept that? I love YOU, I love you so much I would follow you wherever you went, but christ, I need my own friends, my own things, my own life! I hate having to ask permission before I do anything. I hate it. It makes me feel like a ten year old again,” Jenna explained, now feeling more exasperated than angry.

“Is it so bad that I enjoy spending all the time I can with my girlfriend?” Lucas asked and Jenna rolled her eyes.

“No Lucas, it's not. But it is bad that you won't let me out of your sight. The only time I can be on my own is when you're at training. I know your last girlfriend hurt you badly, and let's admit it, she was an A grade bitch, and if I saw her I'd gladly scratch her fucking eyeballs out for what she did to you. But you CANNOT take it out on ME, Lucas! Sometimes I feel like you're my owner rather than the love of my life!” Jenna said, taking a calming breath as she was feeling close to tears.

Lucas sat down on the couch and looked defeated. The look on his face breaking her heart so Jenna wasted no time walking over and straddling him, then looked into his eyes.

“I love you,” Jenna told him and he smiled sadly at her.

“I love you too... so damn much. I just wish I could stop being such an ass. I don't realise what I'm doing until you point it out to me like that, and then I feel awful,” Lucas sighed.

“Baby, I know you can't help it...” Jenna replied. “But it is something we need to work on,” she added, deciding she wasn't going to let it slide any longer.

“I just hate the thought of other people spending time with you. I feel like I'm missing out on something... like they're giving you something that I can't,” Lucas said, avoiding eye contact. She knew there was more to it than that but was well aware he wouldn't open up until he was ready. She put her fingers under his chin and tilted his head up, so he was looking at her.

“Baby, they just add to what you give me... and you know what? On the odd occasion that I do spend time with someone other than you, it is you that I miss, it is you that I can't wait to see when I get home, it's you that I can't wait to relax with at the end of the day, it's you that I can't wait to climb into bed with and snuggle up to or... you know...” Jenna said with a wink and then realised that she has started moving her hips against him.

“And what's this 'or... you know', that you speak of?” Lucas asked huskily as he put his hands on her hips and pulled her down against him. She was powerless against the feelings he was creating inside her. There was no way she could stop what she had unwittingly started!

“Well,” Jenna started, then leaned in and began kissing his neck. “It involves a lot of kissing,” she said, and then worked her way up his neck and along his jawline. “Lots of nibbling,” she added and then nibbled on his earlobe, as an example. “Loads of touching,” she continued and began to run her nails up and down the back of his neck. “Complete nakedness,” she went on, moving her hands from the back of his neck so she could start to unbutton his shirt. She felt Lucas's hand at the hem of her t-shirt and raised her arms above her head so he could remove her top. When he dropped it on the floor behind them, he shot her a sexy look.

“Please go on,” Lucas invited, as he pulled her closer and began to lightly suck one of her nipples through the sheer lace of her bra. Jenna couldn't hide her delight and let out a shaky moan.

“Then... when... when we're.....” Jenna started, unable to continue. “Oh god!” Jenna cried out when Lucas pulled one of her bra cups down and started sucking properly on the nipple.

Lucas moved a hand behind her back and easily undid her bra, which before long was lying on the floor with her t-shirt. When Lucas put his hands on the back of her thighs Jenna held tightly around his neck and as he stood up, she began kissing him. To say the kiss was hungry was an understatement, and as he carried her through to the bedroom, she could feel her pussy throbbing, aching to have him buried inside her. Lucas lay her down on the bed and didn't take the time to remove her panties the old fashioned way, opting to simply rip them off her instead. He had a massive kink for lacy, sexy underwear and Jenna couldn't remember the last time she'd worn anything other than lace. She had also lost count of the amount of underwear that had been destroyed during foreplay.

After he had pulled her skirt hastily off her Jenna watched as Lucas dropped his shirt on the ground and then made speedy work of his pants and boxers. At the sight of his swollen cock, Jenna felt a tight almost unbearable clench deep inside and automatically opened her legs to him. Lucas lowered himself down on top of her and they maintained eye contact as he slammed inside her, his cock ramming against the back of her pussy, producing the most intoxicating combination of pleasure and pain. Jenna moaned as Lucas started moving hard and fast against her, his cock hitting the back of her pussy in a way that seemed to make the throb deep inside her intensify with each delicious contact. When she wrapped her legs around his waist she took him deeper inside, and the pleasure she was feeling increased to the extent she wasn't sure she would come out of it alive.

Lucas didn't let up at all, and as he began to slam harder into her, she bit his shoulder – a total reflex – but it spurred him on and suddenly she could feel her orgasm starting to build at an alarmingly fast rate, causing her entire body to tense up. All she could do was hang on to him for dear life, as the pressure in her pussy reached an uncomfortable peak. Rather than her orgasm hitting straight away, the tension seemed to stay for what felt like hours, even though in reality it was more like a handful of seconds. Lucas – with his instinctive, awesome sense of timing – began slamming faster, and faster, and faster still, until she screamed and fell apart as her orgasm finally hit with such brutal force that she blacked out for a couple of seconds. In a distant part of her consciousness Jenna was aware of Lucas cumming as well, but then everything went blank.

My Sexy Saturday, week 35

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...

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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...

'You have to post this on your blog!' Yes Ma'am...

A few days ago my wife gave me inspiration for a new story - very unintentionally - and to say the writing has been flowing easily would be an understatement!  The scene has been set, the characters have had their first little introduction and for once in my life I have a story plan written on paper!  Like on REAL paper, not just on a word document.  I would take a photo as proof, but then I would give away the story & probably have to kill you (please note:  I really wouldn't kill you!).

Today I completed the first male/female sex scene and after reading it (and biting her thumb to the point she exclaimed 'ow!' afterward) she insisted that I post the scene to my blog.

So here I am.

The basis of this story is as follows:

Thomas and Charlotte are in love.  Charlotte and Amelia are in love.  Amelia and Daniel are in love.
They all live together in polyamorous bliss.
With Thomas and Charlotte's baby girl, Emily.
Then Amelia catches Daniel having sex with Sarah.
Amelia's life falls apart.
Not only is one of the loves of her life cheating on her, she is also sixteen weeks pregnant with his baby.
Amelia then develops an unexpected friendship with Harrison.  Harris for short.  But mainly Harrison.
Of course their friendship turns into more... but you'll need to read it to find out what happens!
There will be a happy ever after.
But... for Amelia and who?  Will it be Harrison or Daniel?
Is Harrison man enough to love another man's baby as his own?
Is Daniel man enough to admit he was an utter jackass and will he win Amelia back?

I will post the excerpt below, but if you would prefer to download it to read later, please feel free to use the link below to view and/or download the PDF file!
Excerpt of new story - Bree Guildford

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'Bastard Daniel' (obviously not an official title!) - excerpt one!

As she went to sit beside him, Thomas held out his arms and, rather than sitting beside him on the couch, Charlotte straddled his lap then put her arms around his neck and leaned into his chest. Thomas moved his arms around her and began to rub her back, something which always had a calming effect on her. She sighed. He knew her so well. After a few minutes Charlotte moved back from his chest and looked him in the eyes.

“I love you,” Charlotte told him before cupping his face in her hands and kissing him. She had never felt more grateful to have found such a wonderful man to share her life with.

“I love you too,” Thomas replied and this time, it was him who cupped her face before brushing his lips against hers.

“I am scared for Amelia,” Charlotte admitted and Thomas stroked her cheek softly.

“I am too... but she will be okay,” Thomas promised as he trailed his fingers down her cheek, over her jaw, down her neck and then inward, settling at the top of her cleavage.

When he leaned in to kiss her neck Charlotte could feel a familiar hardness developing in his pants, a hardness which continued to develop as he brushed his lips softly against the crook of her neck. After breaking the lip to neck contact Thomas looked at her sheepishly.

“Maybe you should get off me... my brain knows that you need to be comforted and not ravaged, but my body has different ideas,” he told her.

Charlotte responded by grinding her hips against him, “What I need is you... and I quite like what your body is suggesting.”

“Are you sure you wouldn't sooner just cuddle?” Thomas asked and Charlotte knew he wasn't asking because it was what he would sooner be doing.

“Remember earlier, when I made Amelia scream?” she asked him as she rolled her hips against him again.

He nodded his head. “Yes! And such perfect timing with Daniel in the house.”

“Well, that made me particularly horny,” she informed him, then let out a whimper of delight when he pulled her down at the hips.

The angle her hips were at meant that when he pulled her down, the hard bulge in his pants pressed against her clit, and she instinctively moved her hands up the inside of his top so she could claw at his chest. Thomas gave her a sexy grin then put a hand behind her head and pulled her in for a kiss. His lips brushed gently against hers; she meant to return his kiss equally as gently, but something boiled over inside her and the kiss became one of hunger and need. Her hands roamed beneath his t-shirt and, without realising it, she started to rake her nails down his chest in a way that she knew would be leaving marks. But she didn't care. She couldn't be held responsible for what she was doing... it was as if something had taken hold of her, something raw and animalistic. She didn't need comforting sex, she didn't need to be made love to, she needed to be fucked. Hard.

Charlotte moved her hands from underneath Thomas's t-shirt and quickly pulled it over his head; she needed his bare skin against hers, she needed to feel and see the muscles and angles she loved so dearly. With his top off, she could see the marks she had already left on his skin, and while she would usually be apologetic, this time she wasn't... the marks only served to make her hornier and needier for him. The desire to be naked with him soon became too much and Charlotte got off his lap and removed her top and then bra, while Thomas unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down over her thighs and past her knees. She had only just stepped out of her pants when she felt Thomas moving her panties downward, and, as she stepped out of them, she felt her hunger for him increase.

Thomas stood up and Charlotte helped him out of his pants and boxers, and when he was standing naked in front of her she took him in with her eyes, smiling very appreciatively when she reached his cock. The sight of his cock – thick, swollen and standing to attention – was the final straw for her. She put her hands on his shoulders then jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist. His hands moved to her bottom and they began to kiss each other in a way that made it clear they were both on the same track about the type of sex they were about to have. Charlotte tightened her legs around his waist as he walked them from the lounge to the kitchen. When he pressed her up against the solid wall which acted as a partition between the kitchen and dining room, Charlotte tugged on his bottom lip with her teeth and gave him a heated look.

Charlotte loosened her legs to allow herself to slide down his strong waist just far enough that she could feel the heat of the tip of his cock at the entrance to her cunt. The anticipation of what was to come caused her to hold her breath and when she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her hole she felt her heartbeat speed up. She always loved that delicious moment, the excitement that coursed through her in the split second before his cock spread and stretched her open for the first time. She exhaled loudly as he finally pushed his cock inside her, filling her to the hilt and hitting various hot spots before coming to a stop when the tip made contact with the back wall of her pussy.

She tightened her legs and groaned against his neck when it caused him to hit even deeper inside, and another loud groan was elicited when he began to move against her. His first couple of movements were gentle, but then he started to move with the force and speed she so badly needed. Each time he slammed inside her she cried out loudly and knew that her cries were getting louder with each contact of his cock against the back of her pussy... but she couldn't get enough of the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain that his movements were causing. If the neighbours heard then so be it. If noise control turned up... well, chances were everything would be over by then anyway.

When Thomas stepped in a little closer his cock started to hit a new spot, a spot which made her scream whenever it was hit, a spot which made her want it harder and harder with each movement. Thomas gripped her hips and ass tightly with his hands so that he could move inside her with as much force as was possible, until he was hitting her so hard she became worried she was going to be propelled right through the wall. A little curious research online had taught Charlotte the spot had a name – the 'a spot' – and when it was hit repeatedly the result for her was an orgasm of epic proportions. The type of orgasm that would render her useless for an hour afterward. It was the type of orgasm she needed that night.

Thomas stopped moving against her and she looked at him, startled. Her pussy was squeezing and gripping at his cock, she NEEDED to feel him pounding into her throbbing cunt. She needed it so badly she was on the verge of tears when Thomas moved a hand behind him and moved her legs from around his waist.

“I know you need it harder,” was all Thomas said as he took her hand and led her upstairs.

Charlotte had no idea what he was doing, but when he led her past their bedroom she realised that they weren't done for the night. Her panicked feeling was replaced by curiosity, and when he opened the door to the main bathroom she felt the muscles of her pussy contracting tightly, so hard in fact, she was surprised she didn't cum from that alone. She followed Thomas into the bathroom and a loud moan escaped her lips when he moved behind her and put his hands on her hips as she gripped on to the vanity unit.

When they were looking through the house for the first time, Charlotte had jokingly stood in front of the vanity unit with Thomas standing behind her and they had realised that it would be the perfect height for THAT particular position. Charlotte parted her legs and tilted her ass up to give Thomas the perfect entry position, and as he slammed inside her, she let out a loud cry of pleasure. His cock hit her a-spot and she could feel the difference immediately. With each thrust, he pulled her back at the hips and pushed into her, the increased force of each impact sending jolts of pleasure right throughout her body and she felt her orgasm starting to build very deep down.

Charlotte felt her pussy tightening and Thomas started to slam faster into her. Her cries turned into shrieks and as they became more high pitched Thomas dug his fingers into her hips and pulled her back even harder against him. He played her like an instrument... he was a master when it came to making her cum, his timing was always perfect and he knew when to move faster or harder, when to move slower or deeper, when to pull her back or when to not touch her hips at all. She began to gasp for breath as her orgasm approached and he moved his hips steadily faster, not so fast it caused her to cum straight away, but fast enough that each increase of speed pushed her closer to the brink of orgasm.

When she knew her orgasm was about to hit Charlotte pressed back as hard as she could against Thomas and screamed loudly as his cock hit her a-spot so hard and perfectly that she fell into the deep abyss of her orgasm. The only thing she was conscious of was the furious clench and release of her pussy around his cock as he moved faster and faster against her, then he quickly followed her into the abyss and came with a loud groan as he pressed into her with all of his body weight.

In a state of semi-consciousness they both slumped to the floor, and she settled between his legs with her back against his chest, his cheek against her shoulder, hands resting lightly on her thighs. 

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I think Charlotte got what she needed!