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The music in the club is pounding, the sound-waves vibrating through her small body. Aleister is dressed in a skimpy black tank-top cut low enough to expose the tops of her small breasts, a frayed black skirt that brushes against her thighs. 

She has the other woman pressed back against the wall in a secluded corner, where it’s too dark to see she has her hand up her skirt; two fingers inside of the woman, curling as they slowly pump in and out, her thumb massaging her slick clit.

“Tell me how it feels.”

juliana wasn’t planning on finding herself in such a compromising situation when she’d set out for the club a few hours prior. honestly, she was just here to dance. but with more than a few shots of tequila in her system and the way the other woman’s gaze pierced through her, it was no surprise she was pressed against a dark wall, moaning out. “it --- FUCK, does it feel good.” it takes a while for her to manage to form the sentence as she’s completely distracted by the expert fingers toying with her. she’s pushing her hips up to meet her hand, fingers digging into the other female’s shoulders. 

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through his drunken haze, carter can at least finally get a hold of his surroundings. in a room that definitely isn’t his, in nothing but his boxers. it takes a moment to register the hot, wet feeling that is seeping through his boxers, making his hips buck slightly as he manages to slur out some kind of question as to what the other is doing. he finally looks down, seeing their lips attached to his prominent erection stretching against his boxers, and his head falls back on the pillow. the last thing he remembers before this was buying shots at the bar, but he’s not about to complain now.

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henlo.... i’m back !!!! i’m still on an indefinite hiatus but i’m back-ish 

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I BLESS THE RAINS DOWN IN 

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through his drunken haze, carter can at least finally get a hold of his surroundings. in a room that definitely isn’t his, in nothing but his boxers. it takes a moment to register the hot, wet feeling that is seeping through his boxers, making his hips buck slightly as he manages to slur out some kind of question as to what the other is doing. he finally looks down, seeing their lips attached to his prominent erection stretching against his boxers, and his head falls back on the pillow. the last thing he remembers before this was having casual drinks at the bar, but he’s not about to complain now. 

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“you ready to go to the back?” he asks, though it’s barely a question as he nods to the back office, the place he loves to bend her over and fuck her after a hard day’s work. he loves being the alpha male, and when he’s on his territory, in his bar, the feeling amplifies along with his ego. so it’s without question that he’s in the corner with his girl, rough, calloused hands running over the expanse of her soft skin under the tiny tank top she’s wearing. he’s pushing her against the wall, a small grin pulling at his lips as he hears his fellow bikers hollering and whistling as he pushes his already prominent bulge against her petite frame.

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finals are kicking my ass, i’ll try to be more active this weekend!!

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Monet giggled softly, “Good … let’s get some clothes off, okay?” she asked, lifting herself from him and stripping off her dress, leaving herself in only a thong since she never wore bras. She helped him take his pants off, then, pulled his erection out of his pants, starting to stroke him slowly while kissing him tenderly. “Do you like this?” she whispered, wanting to be sure that he still wanted this.

he nodded as she spoke, eyes watching her as she slipped out of her dress, revealing her perfect body as his cock strained more insistently on his pants. he quickly pulled off his shirt, and watched her hands work his length out of its confinement, letting out a breath of pleasure at the feeling of a new, soft pair of hands stroking him. he pushed his hips slightly into her hand as she spoke. “fuck, yes.” he mumbled, eyes closed as his hands cupped her breasts, thumbs toying with her nipples.

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indiefxckery:

Monet smiled at his eagerness, chuckling softly as he pulled her closer and started kissing her jaw. “Of course.I mean, even if you cum early it’ll be a good excuse to learn to do oral. I’m pretty chill about shit. We’ll just see what happens.” she shrugged, turning her head and starting to kiss him again. “You did know to bring a condom, right?” she murmured against his mouth.

“so optimistic,” he laughed at her words, agreeing on her point nevertheless. he couldn’t wait to learn how to please her the same way he was sure she was going to please him. “had some in my wallet ever since i got back from home for spring break,” he grinned against her lips, his hands moving up her body, under her shirt as he felt the expanse of her soft skin. his hips moved under her as he kissed her.

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Monet pulled back when he did, smiling slightly until he told her that he was a virgin. It was a shock to her, because they were about the same age and she hadn’t been a virgin for a few years already. “Do you want to, though?” she asked, giving him a soft look. “It doesn’t matter to me. I’m okay with being your first, and I’m okay with just making out.” she assured him, moving her hand to play with his hair with a tiny smile.

he gave a nervous chuckle at the change in her expression --- it wasn’t a surprising reaction, and he felt at least a little less nervous as he cleared the air. “oh my god -- yes. i need you. like, SO bad,” he answered her question without hesitation, eyes wide as he pulled her closer to him on his lap, pressing kisses along his jawline. “the question is do you want to give my inexperienced ass a chance,” he spoke in between kisses.

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thefamilyblack:

she can still remember the day she met alice, on adam’s arm. alice took her breath away and she honestly loathed adam for being the one who had her on his arm. she loves her best friend, but jesus she wished she was the one holding alice. over the months, she became the one holding alice at night, but secretly. part of her is sad that she won’t just leave adam and stay with her, but she’ll take it for now. ‘’i actually can you know.’’ melody said, chuckling. a shiver ran down her spine as she felt her hands, sliding over her underwear. she softly returned the kiss, pulling alice closer against her. ‘’why are you so irresistable?’’

it was complicated, what she felt for the two best friends. in a perfect world, they would both be hers completely, but she would settle for what she could get. alice giggled at melody’s words, pushing a little harder against the girl’s core as she was brought closer. “no, you’re the irresistable one. i can’t go twenty minutes without thinking of you and how hot you are when you’re turned on.”

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the makeout was getting undeniably steamy --- he could tell as much by the strain in his jeans. unfortunately, he wasn’t too sure how to proceed. coming from a small town in alabama straight to college didn’t give him an opportunity to lose --- IT. carter pulled away, hands on their hips. “hey --- not to kill the mood or anything...but. i’m kind of a virgin. one of the many downsides of christian backwater alabama,” he spoke, a hand in his hair as he leaned back. he really thought he’d fucked up by saying anything, but he was too nervous to proceed without a word.

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lxstfultales:

He had known that Anita was trouble the first time he had seen her. How could he not, when the first time he had seen his neighbor was across from his office, fingers in her core, fucking herself while she stared right at him. At first, he had the courage to look away, draw the curtains to keep her away from his sight. However, he couldn’t deny the fact that he had been curious, thus started the numerous time that they’d masturbate in front of each other. It only intensified when they found a way to communicate while they did just that. From calling each other as they masturbated to skype sessions, Donny wasn’t even sure just how he was capable of doing such a thing. Then again, with a girl as gorgeous as Anita, he really couldn’t deny the fact that it would be hard to resist. Now, with his wife not around, he liked to think that he could call her as much as he wanted, unaware of the surprise that was up for him. A knock on the door, he had thought that it had been his wife, forgetting something but as the door opened and his dirty little secret stood in front of him, he couldn’t help but feel taken aback by it. This was probably the closest that the two had ever been that it almost took his breath away. “Well, hello.” He tells her, breathless by how she stood there before his eyes. “Is there anything I can help you with?” He continues, acting as if the two had never done any sin before.

anita wasn’t stupid --- she knew she was a hot little piece, and she never failed to use it to her advantage. even the first times she’d let her fingers slip inside herself, exposing herself clearly to him, when he’d simply pulled the curtains and turned away, she kept at it. slowly, her determination paid off as their relationship evolved, and she felt bold enough to pull her next move safely now that he was all alone. she smiles at him as he opens the door -- he was even more handsome up close than all the times she’d peeped at him from over the fence. the petite vixen cocks her head to the side at his question, a coy smile pulling at her lips as she thumbed the fabric of her lace panties. “there is, actually. i happen to be home alone and i can’t seem to be able to get out of my outfit alone. i hope i’m not a bother, but i kind of need a hand,” she mutters, stepping closer to him as her eyes travel up his body.

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lms for a starter based on a random gif icon from THIS hunt??? i’ll come to u for muse!

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the list of things that anita loved was short and simple. things she couldn’t have. and when she set her sights on donny, she knew that she needed him. it had been a few weeks of teasing back and forth, late night skype sessions with his wife sleeping almost right in front of his desk while she made him come. just the thought of being his dirty little secret was enough to get her off, and she was tired of toying around. she knew his wife was out --- had made sure, meticulously planning her big surprise. and now she was standing in front of his door, fur coat open and displaying her skimpy lingerie outfit she had paid ridiculous amounts of money for. she rapped a few times on the wood before stepping back with louboutin-clad feet. 

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what had started out as harmless flirting in the bar on the gang’s turf had evolved into julian using her... SERVICES whenever he started to feel too stressed. and when julian had something, no one else could have it, which is why he was standing over the unconscious male, knuckles slick with the strangers blood. he had motioned for his lackeys to throw him out before turning to the girl, HIS plaything. “what the fuck do you think you’re doing, letting random assholes run their hands all over you in my bar?”

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