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Eve's head felt thick and heavy as she made her way to the kitchen. Dawn had barely begun to push back the night and lamp light was still necessary. Marcus had already been up and out doing chores. His coat and boots were gone.

The kitchen was warm, a strong fire burning in the cook stove. Eve set about to fix Marcus some breakfast so when he came back in, he would have a warm meal waiting for him. She often wondered why he wasn't married by now. He was certainly popular enough with the young women in town. She had a nagging notion that he didn't seek a wife because of her. He didn't want to leave her alone. Ever since the loss of their parents, he had been extremely protective of her. He would never just go away and leave her top fend for herself, although she could if she had to.

She placed some potatoes in a bowl, grabbed a small knife and began peeling them at the table. She had a deep set fear of losing Marcus to the life he deserved, the wife he deserved. And she felt guilty for that. She knew she was extremely particular when it came to men, and often turned away perfectly acceptable suitors. If she were married and settled, Marcus would be free to make a life of his own. When the next viable candidate came along...perhaps she should just accept him and be done with it.

Sudden, unbidden images of Rhonan rose behind her eyes. Marcus had said she needed a man like Rhonan. But she didn't believe that was case. She knew Marcus wanted her to be with a man who could protect her and fight for her, and perhaps that was why he opted for someone like Rhonan. But though Rhonan might make an amazing lover, the man was hardly husband material. After a few nights with her, he would be gone, seeking other fresh young women to pleasure him.

Eve's chest tightened at the thought. Something for which she immediately berated herself. Why should she care if he wanted other women? She didn't even want him, and she certainly didn't love him.

"Why is Rhonan's horse in the barn?" Marcus entered the house suddenly, banging open the door.

Eve gasped sharply and nearly jumped out of her chair. She met her brother's puzzled eyes. "Uh...I...rode him home last night."

Marcus cocked his head as his eyes narrowed slightly. "You rode Rhonan's horse home? You?"

Eve shrugged and lowered her eyes to the potatoes in the bowl. "It's...a long story. He's going to send someone to get the horse."

Taking a seat at the table directly across from Eve, Marcus just stared at her in silence.

Eve shifted uncomfortably. "What?"

"When I asked you about your evening with Rhonan...I'm guessing you left out a lot."

Eve didn't answer, and continued to peel the potatoes.

"What's going on, Eve?" Marcus asked low. "Did you and Rhonan..."

Her head snapping up, Eve stared at him in shock. "No!" She shot back too quickly.

Marcus chuckled and leaned back a bit. "Are you sure about that?"

Eve's jaw dropped. "I think I would know if I..." She cut herself off and shook her head. "I do not desire the man."

"Yeah." Marcus smirked and stood up. "Regardless of what you think of the man, his horse needs tending to. Why don't you take him out some oats?"

"I'm fixing breakfast." Eve pointed out.

"Breakfast can wait." Marcus said. "I have some things I have to get finished before breakfast anyway."

Eve placed the knife in the bowl and pushed the bowl back. "Fine. I'll tend to the horse."

Heading for the door, Marcus nodded and grinned then slipped outside.

The sky was lightening a bit outside, but inside the barn, the shadows of night still held on. The lantern lit Eve's way through the lingering darkness. She cradled a bowl of oats and cut up apples in the crook of her arm. She had dribbled in a bit of molasses and mixed it with the oats and apple pieces for an added treat. Strange, she thought, how less than two days ago the large horse had terrified her as it catapulted down the stone street with her. And now, she felt the urge to pamper and spoil the animal.

Something she would never say to Marcus. He would immediately transfer her change in emotions towards the horse, to Rhonan. Which was ridiculous. Her feelings towards that man had not changed. Especially after the way he had treated his horse, showing no regard for the animal's comfort.

Her thoughts were silenced as she turned the corner and noticed a glow emanating from the horse's stall. She frowned. Marcus wouldn't have been so foolish as to leave a lantern lit and unattended in the barn.

Thinking Marcus may have returned to the barn, she started to call out to him when a deep, strong, masculine voice reached her. It was low, with a sliver of remorse in it. Eve crept up to the stall slowly, quietly, extinguishing her own lantern. She peered around the door of the stall and felt her heart shudder in her chest, nearly stop, then speed up so quickly it stole her breath.

Rhonan stood beside the horse, running his hand carefully over the animal's side where she had applied the salve. He reached up and stroked the horse's muscular neck. "Forgive me, my friend." He murmured with clear remorse.

The horse nickered and brought its head up suddenly, pricking its ears forward, looking straight at Eve. Rhonan's head snapped around, his troubled eyes grabbing hers and holding on. A sensation not unlike a bolt of lightning shot through her, making her flinch then tremble. When he released her eyes and returned his attention to the horse, she opened the stall and stepped inside.

"You should...put more salve on that." She reached into her pocket and withdrew a small contained then tentatively handed it to him. "It's a homemade remedy. It works well on animals." She shrugged and glanced away. "And people."

Rhonan's gaze was heavy as he looked at her and nodded, opened the container and smeared a dab of the salve on the small wound then moved to the other side and doctored that one as well. Eve remained silent as she held the bowl and let the horse eat from it. She could feel Rhonan watching her but didn't trust another look in his eyes. She didn't understand the power of that first glance and was afraid to explore it deeper.

"Thank you." He said suddenly. "For looking after him. Tending to his...needs."

Eve cleared her throat anxiously and simply nodded, her eyes on the horse's face as it dipped its head into the bowl and grabbed a mouthful of oats and apples.

"I didn't mean to...do this." Rhonan spoke low, tight.

Eve chanced a quick glance at him. To her relief, he was looking at the horse's side. But he turned suddenly and caught her stare before she could escape him.

"Do you think he forgives me for this?" His penetrating gaze pulled at her with force.

Eve swallowed thickly and tore her eyes from his. "I'm...I'm sure he does." She whispered unevenly.

She felt Rhonan standing closer before she realized he had moved. His hand rested on the horse's pull as he stared down at her, a storm of emotions in his dark eyes. "Do you forgive me?"

Eve shifted nervously and gripped the bowl more tightly in her arms. She didn't know how to answer, wasn't entirely certain what he was asking. Suddenly, his fingers were on her face, tilting her chin up to him. Her first thought was that he was going to kiss her and her pulse quickened immensely. But he simply looked at her.

"Do you forgive me?" He asked again, quietly. "For the way I acted with you?"

Pulling her chin away from his touch, Eve trembled. "I-I suppose."

Rhonan stepped back and shook his head slowly. "No. You don't." He reached for his saddle and began tacking up the horse. A sudden tension gripped him. His muscular arms flexed as he cinched up the saddle, his face hard as stone.

Confusion swarmed over Eve. What had just happened? She stared at his stony face.

"Why did you come here today?" She asked low. "You said you were going to send someone for your horse."

Rhonan reefed up on the cinch strap and tied it securely. He tested the saddle to make sure it was tight. When he looked at her, Eve took a step back from the fierceness in his eyes.

"I apologize for the intrusion, My Lady." He bit back. "But this time, I assure you, I won't come back."

Eve frowned, both puzzled and somewhat annoyed by his sudden change in attitude. What had she done this time? When he started shove past her and lead the horse from the stall, she grabbed his arm without thinking.

"Rhonan, wait." She insisted tersely. "Why are you-"

Eve was suddenly pinned against the stall, Rhonan's hot, hungry mouth crushing hers. His strong body held her in place as his probing tongue explored the inside of her mouth. When her initial shock subsided, she felt the heat and passion in the man pulling her in, drowning her.

Her hands touched his chest tentatively then slowly clutched his shirt as a soft moan rose in her throat.

Rhonan's fierce kiss eased a little as he sucked and tugged at her full lips, an almost anguished groan swelling inside him. An unyielding hardness pressed against her from between his legs. His mouth moved from her lips, along her jaw and down her neck. Her head spun wildly as he bit and sucked at her tender flesh. She moaned again, more deeply. She could feel the wetness forming between her thighs and wondered if he could smell her intense heat.

She felt Rhonan drawing her down onto the straw but she had lost the will to resist the man. Her dream came back full force, igniting her body and consuming her with a need unlike anything she had ever felt before.

What was he doing?

He shuddered as the moans rose in her throat beneath his lips. Her body was alive underneath him and arching to him. He had grabbed her and kissed her before he even knew what he was doing. And once his lips touched hers and his tongue entered her sweet, warm mouth, he knew there was no going back, no stopping.

His hands moved with a will of their own, tugging at her dress, peeling it off her body, exposing her soft, supple breasts, her silky skin. Her firm, plump nipple was in his mouth, his hands cupping her beautiful breasts. His cock throbbed and his balls ached, and the only thing on his mind was getting inside her hot, tight body. He knew he was going too fast, his hands and body too urgent and demanding, but his intense hunger for the woman was pushing him over the edge and he didn't know how to pull himself back.

Eve's hands were tugging at his shirt and he ripped it off over his head, then hurriedly worked her dress off the rest of her delicious body. He flattened his hands on her thighs and opened her legs, burying her face in her hot, wet core. A trembling groan shuddered up his throat as he tasted her sweetness, licked through her silky center. Eve gasped and clutched his head in her hands, lifting her hips to his hungry mouth.

"Yes..." She trembled.

He spread her open with his fingertips and sucked at her firm, protruding nub until she was crying out sharply and releasing a flood of hot, sweet juices. He lapped up her nectar, his cock so hard it felt on the verge of bursting.

"Rhonan..." Eve was shaking and he could hear the tears in her voice. Her hands trembled as she pulled at him, struggling desperately to draw him up over her aching body.

He shed his pants in one swift movement, his cockhead leaking and throbbing. He lowered himself over the top of her - when suddenly her hands were pushing him away, resisting his advance. His breath exploded out of him as his mind began to spin. Eve's hand clutched his arm, her palm pressed against the brand in his flesh. Her eyes were wide as she stared at Nero's seal.

"No..." She cried unsteadily as she shoved at him. "Get...get off me. Get off me!"

Rhonan hesitated, his body momentarily unable to retreat.

"Get Off!" She screamed suddenly, tears streaming from her eyes.

Rhonan forced himself to draw back. His whole body ached so bad he wanted to scream and punch the wall.

Eve grabbed at her dress and covered herself, scooting up against the stall. "You're...you're one of Nero's men?" Eve choked out, mortified. "You lied to me...you said you were free...but you're not. You vowed your life to him? To fight for him?"

"Eve, you don't understand." Rhonan reached for her but she pulled away.

"Go." She trembled, her face twisted with anger and despair. "Get out of here. And don't come back."

A pressure swelled in Rhonan's chest like a ball slowly inflating. His head throbbed violently as he stood and dressed. What the fuck had he been thinking? How had he expected her to react?

Rhonan grabbed the horse's reins and left the barn without a backwards glance.

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Veronica "Ronnie" Hawthorn has found peace at last in the Missouri Ozarks town of Green Springs, excited at the prospect of running her own arts-and-crafts store in an old farm house. But when city girl Ronnie "falls" into her handsome neighbor's arms, she is surprised to discover that country boy Dave Darden is one of the most eligible bachelors in America.

An earthquake, rumbling deep inside a cavern, brings the two together--but will Dave's meddling in Ronnie's business activities only drive them apart?

Ronnie exhaled slowly and took in a deep, cleansing breath, willing herself to relax the uneasiness in her body. Dave’s closeness was causing her to tremble inside more than any geological activity ever could. She needed to get up and move as far away from him as possible, but she couldn’t help herself. She found herself melting against his strong, solid hold, never wanting to be let go. She laid her head against his heart and took comfort in its pounding rhythm.
Dave’s hands continued to caress her unwound hair, roaming freely from her lower back to her hips and back again. Her mind freed itself from its shackles of pride. Ronnie pressed her body tight against his growing desire, one hand grasping at his shoulders, the other stroking his strong chin.
“You sure do like to surprise me, don’t you?” Dave said with a shaky breath. Ronnie’s green eyes flamed, intense with passion. He returned her fervent gaze with one of his own. “I thought you told me you didn’t want me interfering in ‘your business’.”
“My business, yes, but my personal affairs…” she murmured against his cheek, her finger trailing the line of his jaw to his full lips. “Well, my personal affairs are an entirely separate matter.”
He gently cradled her face with both hands. “But what if I say I’m not that sort of fella?”
Ronnie bit her lip in puzzlement. “You’re not?”
“Yes, I’m different. If you truly want me, Ms. Hawthorn, you have to take the entire package—my meddling and my trying to get you to see things my way. I’m an ‘all or nothing’ type of guy. Can you accept that?” Dave eagerly searched her face for any hint of fear or reservation. She gave her answer in the form of a slow and sensual kiss.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’,” he moaned against her lips.
His hands slid further down the outlines of her curves. If there were any aftershocks after the day’s small earthquake, Ronnie never noticed. One minute they were holding each other close, playfully kissing and caressing each other, and the next they were spreading the picnic blanket out along a smooth, flat portion of the cave’s floor. Ronnie’s hands eagerly reached for her lover’s shirt buttons, exposing his sturdy chest, while his hands easily removed her bandanna, sweatshirt and bra. Her moans reverberated through the hollow mountain as he bent his head low, tickling her exposed breasts with his tongue, teasing the nipples into twin peaks of desire.
“You city girls are so well-educated,” Dave moaned, sighing as she cupped one of his nipples and returned the favor with equal enthusiasm. “But we don’t have to go any further than what we’re doing now. I didn’t quite bring everything necessary for a romantic rendezvous, if you catch my drift.”
Ronnie averted her eyes and pulled away. “I understand. You weren’t expecting some sex-starved widow to take advantage of you. I know I’m not Tammi Hart.”
“God, I’m glad you’re not!” he cried, pulling her closer. “Why would I want some spray-painted pop icon when I have a rare work of art in you?” He entwined his hand in her undone hair and crushed his lips against hers, quieting all fears of inadequacy.
Dave finds me more enticing than Tammi.Ronnie sighed. She wasn’t his second choice. He truly wanted to be with her as much as she had wanted to be with him since their very first kiss. She felt contented, blissfully released, no longer forced to rein in her emotions.
“Are you sure you want to continue with what we’re doing?” Dave whispered hoarsely after another eternity of tasting and stroking the satiny smoothness of her skin. He lay on his side, his head propped up on his elbow, watching with enraptured interest as Ronnie sat up to untie her shoes and remove her jeans.
The seriousness of his tone sent a lightning bolt of alarm tingling through her stimulated body. Ronnie shook her head, then turned and looked Dave straight in the eye. She had never felt so certain of anything in her life. “Yes, I do.”

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When it comes to self-pleasure and masturbation, there are different techniques for people of all gender identities and sexual orientations. Manual stimulation, or fingering, is a main component of the masturbation process for vulva owners who enjoy G-spot, and P-spot stimulation. And today we are going to talk about this topic, and through this article, we are going to tell you how you can get a Pleasure by yourself, what is the right way to insert a finger in the vagina, and how to get a Self Pleasure through Fingering.

For many women, learning to finger (masturbate) on their own and to masturbate properly can be quite difficult. That is why I am going to tell you what to do for masturbation and orgasm to please yourself in every way.

As a woman, it's no secret that for many of us, orgasm seems almost impossible, it's okay to hand over ourselves to a partner during sex, let alone our sexuality. We are not able to calm the excitement, because we do not know what and how to do by ourselves, or how to finger. Late at night when you're channeling your pleasure, sexual arousal is releasing hot embers all over your body, sex toys can be a lot of effort to handle, and you need something simple, so here's a look. Here's a guide on how to finger yourself so you can finally sleep soundly, with orgasm. [Read: How To Masturbate In The Shower]

Know Your Vaginal Area

Understanding the different parts of your body is the first step toward successful stimulation and pleasure. Don't be distracted by the fact that you may not know the names of your parts, as the first and most important step is knowing how to 'use' them.

It is the exterior of the female landscape. It includes the clitoris, labia lips, urethra, and the entrance to the vagina, and has an almond-shaped opening.

When people talk about the clitoris, they are usually only talking about the glans – one of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body. Which is located in the outer part. Which is a thing like a bean or a bud on the vulva. It is the tip of the iceberg, and it is the only part of the female body that plays the most important role in intercourse and in providing pleasure.

It is a pulsating muscle that opens and closes between the cervix (at the base of the uterus) and the external opening.

What Exactly Is Fingering?

Fingering is a self-pleasing sexual technique that involves manual stimulation of the clitoris, vagina, or G-spot during masturbation, foreplay, or penetrative sex. You can perform self-fingering or with a partner of any gender identity or sexual orientation. For vulva owners, touching the clitoris, a small sex organ (clit) at the top of the vulva that contains thousands of nerve endings, is one of the main ways to achieve orgasm. Manually massaging the prostate gland (also known as the P-spot) can help lead to a powerful prostate orgasm, which is usually more intense than penile orgasms. [Read: Why Am I So Horny?]

Learn About Fingering In 3 Steps

While fingering is the main component of female masturbation and G-spot or P-spot stimulation, here are some tips to consider as you explore:

  • Observe Pelvic Floor Activity With Deep Breathing Exercises

To relax, take slow, deep breaths and focus on a single point as you finger your vulva or anus. When you inhale, watch your breath move up to your pelvic floor. As you exhale, focus on the sensations your body feels. Deep breathing increases the flow of blood to your pelvic region, increasing your sensitivity and arousal.

  • Insist On An Orgasm.

Instead of prioritizing orgasms during your solo fingering or fingering session, focus more on the exploratory element. Use your fingers to locate the different erogenous zones on your body, such as your arms, inner thighs, breasts, navel, abdomen, and other sensitive areas. Gently stroking these areas can increase blood flow to your entire body, causing arousal, and then your sexual arousal automatically increases.

  • Don't Worry About Self Pleasure

Fingering is an important sexual technique and act of self-love, which allows you to respect your body while making yourself feel good. During the whole process, one can also use a mirror to look at their body to achieve self-pleasure. Not only to see your sex organs, but also to see the reaction of the sex organs, and the expression of your face and body.

Which will give a different pleasure. Watch your labia and clitoris change shape as blood vessels dilate in response to your arousal. Looking at yourself in the mirror while masturbating can be challenging, as it's incredibly intimate, but be patient, and give yourself time to adjust to seeing yourself in this light, and once you've managed to do that. Surely it will honor you with wonderful pleasure. [Read: 153 Super Impressive Questions To Ask Your Boyfriend]

12 Ways To Finger Yourself

Fingering is a self-pleasing and customizable technique, which may require trying different methods to determine what brings the most pleasure. Learn important tips for fingering and solo manual stimulation:

1. Cleansing Hands And Nails

Wash your hands thoroughly before fingering to prevent potentially harmful bacteria or other dirt from entering your body. Wet your hands, then lather with soap for at least 20 seconds, paying special attention to cleaning your nails. If possible, use lukewarm water.

2. Choose A Comfortable Place

It is also very important to have a comfortable place for fingering. If you are sitting in a rough or hard position, you will feel discomfort, and your attention will shift away from your vagina and masturbation to your butt, which will keep you from getting pleasure or orgasm. Choosing a comfortable place to masturbate is one of the most basic rules for you to reach your height level.

You sit in such a place from where you can easily reach your bottom (vagina).

3. Focus Your Attention

When engaging in any sexual activity, it is important to create an inviting environment where you feel safe and relaxed, so that you can enjoy the process (fingering), focusing in one place without distractions. Close your door for privacy and freedom from interference, turn on romantic, sexy music, stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself, slowly take off your clothes, first look back and forth at your bare body,  Then separate your bra and panties. If the body is yours, then what is the harm in seeing, look at yourself while caressing your breasts, you can see the vagina and your other lower part from the front, from behind, and also from bending over. [Read: What Is an ENM Relationship?]

4. Try To Tease Yourself With Sensations

Once you are comfortable and relaxed, start touching yourself. The best way to make sure you reach for an orgasm every time is to start by teasing yourself. Think of it as fingering, foreplay. Begin by gently stroking and massaging the most sensitive, erogenous areas of your body. These areas can be in your neck, breasts, inner thighs, anus, the area between the vagina and anus, and around your vagina. Slowly flowing in the emotions descended into the ocean of bliss. Enjoy the feeling and slowly build up the tension and desire in your body. This tension and erection are precisely what makes your intercourse more enjoyable for you.

5. Start With Foreplay

Masturbation is as much about mental preparation as physical pleasure or orgasm. Foreplay can help create more intense sensations, but it's easy to rush or skip it when you're alone. You can read erotica, watch some pornographic photos, watch a pornographic movie, or indulge in other romantic things to prepare your body for pleasure.

6. Touch The Sensitive Parts With Touching The Whole Body

Instead of prioritizing a quick orgasm for your fingering session, slow down the process to increase the pleasure. Focus on knowing what kind of touch your body responds to the most. Explore the erogenous zone outside your genitals, running your fingers over your arms, thighs, breasts, navel, abdomen, or any other part of your body where you feel sensitive to yourself. [Read: The Ultimate Guide: How To Give A Good Blowjob]

7. Don't Forget To Use Lube

The right lubricant can enhance any sexual encounter, and fingering is no exception, warm yourself up and use a lube formulated for fingering. Or any water-based lubricant you can buy. And even ones you can use in wet environments, like when giving yourself pleasure in the shower or pool. Initially apply lubrication according to your need and can be reapplied as needed.

8. Massage The Clitoris And Rectum

For vulva owners (women), massaging the clitoris is a great way to start a fingering session. Starting at the outer folds of the labia and clitoris, move with your finger, side to side, or up and down in a circular motion. Apply different levels of pressure at your convenience, and experiment with speed to see what feels best. Lubricate the anus, and gently stroke it in circles with one finger. Touch the perineum (the part between the anus and the vagina), applying light pressure. [Read: 18 Ultimate Ways to Have Passionate Sex]

9. Start With One Finger

And now it's time to start, so slowly insert a finger into the opening of your vagina and start the slow stroking motion. When you're ready, you can add another digit, meaning 2 or 3 fingers. To stimulate your P-spot manually, slowly insert your middle finger, giving your body time to adjust to the sensation. Once you feel that your anus or vagina is relaxing, slowly start with a "come here" motion to target your finger to the G-spot or prostate, during which time you use your thumb. Can rub the clit, which will give excessive pleasure.

10. Change Hand Tempo As Per Convenience

The thing about learning to finger yourself well is that you never want to be in one place. Build up your rhythmic abilities, and vary the speed of your hand, you can speed up or slow down as you like, it may be good to pause and stroke and rub other parts.

11. Change Position For Better Access

Keep in mind that you are not lazy, so staying in one place for a long time can make it difficult to get the pleasure, so change the positions according to your body's convenience. As in, switch to doggy styles, and reach down to get a new and exciting angle for your special one (your vagina). Not only will trying a new angle help stimulate the clit, but you may discover new sex positions in the process. You can go with more positions if you want. [Read: How To Be A Better Lover And Spice Up Your Relationship]

12. Include Sex Toys

You don't need to be fingering, you can only use the fingers, once you are confident that you have made a connection with your body, and have developed the fingering style of your choice, take it to the next level by including toys like vibrators, dildos or anal plugs, as if the finger is inside the vagina then the vibrator is massaging your clit, or the vibrator is stimulating your breasts.

Orgasm And Sexual Desire

You'll know when you've had an orgasm, no doubt about it. It's a slow build-up, and then there's a wonderful, enjoyable release.

Sexual desire occurs in four stages: desire (libido), arousal (arousal), orgasm, and resolution.

  • Desire is when you first start feeling the desire for sex. Your heart rate starts to speed up, your nipples start to harden, and blood starts flowing to your genitals, causing the clit or vaginal area to become hard and swollen, which you can normally feel more easily.
  • Then comes the arousal (stimulus), in which your reactions that started in the first stage are intensified.
  • Orgasm or pleasure is the climax of your sexual response and is when involuntary muscle contractions begin, heart and breathing rates are at their highest, and a flush can tear your skin away, which is called post  Sex is known as luster.
  • Resolution is the time after sex when your body begins or returns to its normal, aroused state. And then it works, you become mentally strong, and tell yourself that you are not weird, it is your body that you own, and you can please yourselfhowever you want.

Lastly, remember that masturbation is nothing to be ashamed of, you may be nervous about it and maybe confused by your feelings. It's your first time so remember that you are growing up, and becoming an adult. So all these new feelings and desires are completely normal.

Take some time out fingering or playing by yourself, enjoy yourself, and explore what makes you feel good, whether or not you got what you wanted, and agree on all these ideas. Masturbation is a stress reliever and has many other health benefits as well. Just need to know your body with a little practice.

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Beasts and Besties - Part 2 by Gerry H
Fiction , Bi-sexual, Consensual Sex, Female/Female, First Time, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Teen, Teen Female/Teen Female, Virginity, Young
Posted: 2013-08-03
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Author's infos
Gender: Male    Age: 18    Location: N/A
Introduction: Sorry about the long wait, here's a link to Part 1. http://stories.xnxx.com/story/51073/Beasts_and_Besties_-_Part_1 I couldn't get it edited, so it might be a bit confusing, but I didn't do the same thing for this one, so don't worry.
2 years ago...

Nothing happened on Friday night. Nothing happened on any Friday night, or any other night of the week. The date went well, just like every date we had afterword, but nothing has happened. Jason and I have been going out for two and a half years and nothing has happened. He hasn't so much as finger banged me, and won't even let me give him a hand job. Every time I even try to bring it up, he changes the subject.

But that changes tonight. No more will I have to rely on my hand, or certain objects around the house to get me off. Brownie was neutered about a year after I first fucked him, and tried a few times after, of course, to no avail. He still uses his tongue sometimes though. After tonight, I will have a real man to fuck me, and he will like it.

I look at myself in the mirror. My tits have grown into a small b-cup, I sometimes wish they were bigger, but at 5' they don't look so small anyway. My ass is still flat, but my hips have budded out, giving me a nice, if not odd, hourglass figure. I have my pubes trimmed for tonight, and I have a baby blue streak, the same colour as my eyes, dyed in my shoulder length, raven black hair. My thin lips have bright red lipstick on them, and I somehow managed to keep a light tan from the summer, even in January.

I put on my new, lacy red lingerie, and hear a knock at the door. Jason is coming over to watch a movie tonight, but I throw on a thick, white robe in case it's not him.

It is him at the door.

“Hey Mandy.” He is holding a few movies for us to choose from. I don't plan to get that far.

“Hey! I'm not quite ready yet, come upstairs while I pick out some clothes.”

I can see the apprehension in his face, even though he's seen me in my underwear many times. Not a good sign. Still, he follows me upstairs and sits down on my bed. I see the opportunity, so I face him and drop the robe.

“That's an... interesting choice of underwear.” He says, nervously.

I approach him, “I bought them just for you.” As I straddle him and push him back, I can see the sweat form on his forehead.

“Maybe... maybe this isn't a good idea.” He's looking for a way out.

“Don't worry, no one is supposed to be home for a few hours, we have plenty of time.” I pull back and kneel on the floor. “You just need to warm up to the idea.”

He stumbles for words as I unzip his jeans. “No, stop...” I haul down his boxers and jeans. He is still soft.

“Looks like you still need some help.” I grab his flaccid cock and stroke it a few times before wrapping my mouth around it. Still, nothing happens. Fuck.

I look up at his face. There are tears running down his cheeks. “I think... I'm sorry... I think I might be gay.”

After what just happened I can believe it but... “What the fuck!? How long have you thought this? Why didn't you say anything? Fuck, we've been going out for two and a half years!”

“I'm sorry, I wasn't sure, it was just an idea I had. I never liked the idea of a girl touching me... I'm sorry...” Tears streamed down his face.

“Get out.”

“I'm sorry...”

“We're done. Just... get out!”

I watch as he leaves the room, listen to the front door open and close. Then I break down. I curl up, sobbing into my pillow, on top of the blankets, still wearing nothing but my lingerie. I feel Brownie jump up onto the bed and curl up against me. I lay like that, crying, for half an hour.

Finally, I stop crying. I roll over to face Brownie. “Thank you B,” I say, “You've never let me down.” He licks the dried up tears from my face as I rub down his fur. I should probably get dressed.

I leave the lingerie on and throw on my hot pink pyjamas. I send a text to Rachel.

'You home?'

'Mind if I come over?'

'Sure, everything alright.'

'I'll tell you when I get there.'

I put on my winter coat and walk the half block to Rachel's house. There are no cars in the driveway, so it's just her. I walk in without knocking, and hang my jacket in her closet. She is watching a movie on the couch, but she shuts the TV off when she sees me come in.

“I figured you'd want to talk.”

I tell her the full story. I even manage to hold back my tears until the very end. She holds me tight until I have no tears left.

“The hot tub is set up in the back yard, maybe it will help take your mind off things.”

“I don't have a swimsuit with me...”

“You can borrow one of mine.”

I just look at her. She knows how I feel about stuff like that.

“I have a brand new bikini I haven't worn yet.”

“It probably won't fit though. You're a bit broader than I am.” And her tits are almost a d-cup, could be depending on the brand.

“Well you can wear one of my old ones, or wear your underwear.”

I'm not sure what the lace would do in the hot water. “Fuck it. I'll borrow an old one.”

We go to her room and I take off the pyjamas as she looks for a bikini to fit me. When she sees me in my lingerie she says, “There's no way Jason is not gay, if I was a guy I wouldn't say no. Hell, I'd have a hard time saying no now.” I smile as she passes me a top and bottom. I go to the bathroom to put it on.

I look at it in the mirror. The top doesn't quite fit, it covers me well, but I can feel the extra space where it hangs away from my breasts. It doesn't help the the right strap is just about off either. The bottom, on the other hand, hugs my pussy close, barely covering everything, it too seems to have a loose strap. Maybe it's just the style? Both pieces have a navy and white floral pattern, which suits me surprisingly well. I borrow a hair elastic from the cupboard and tie my hair in a loose bun.

When I exit the bathroom, Rachel is wearing a forest green bikini, which actually fits her round breasts and ass. Her light brown hair is in a loose ponytail hung down to her shoulder blades, she also has a red streak to match my blue. She stares back at me with her blue-grey eyes.

A thought crosses my mind. 'That body was in the bikini I'm wearing right now.' There was a time that would have grossed me out, but now... I'm not sure what I think.

“Looking good,” Rachel says playfully, “Let's go.”

She grabs two towels from the bathroom, and I follow her to the backyard. The hot tub is covered on two sides and on top, and there is a TV in the corner. We climb in on opposite sides, wasting no time in the cold winter air.

Rachel flips through the channels, and winds up turning on the music channel when there's nothing else to watch. We talk a little, but we mostly just enjoy the warmth of the water surrounding us.

“We should roll around in the snow, and jump back in the hot tub, see how long we can last.”

I look at the freshly fallen snow. I hardly like the idea of lifting my arms into the cold air, let alone covering my full body with the snow itself. “You first.”

“Alright, but you have to do it if I do.” She hopped from the hot tub and clumsily dove on top of the snow. She barely let out a cry as she rolled around in it for longer than I would have expected her to.

As she got back in the hot tub, I could see the goose bumps covering her skin, and I noticed her nipples poking through the fabric of her bikini. I get the same feeling I had when I first saw her in the bikini. Why?

“Beat that.”

I shiver at the thought, but i have an idea. I get out and jump into the snow, rolling around for a moment. Before I stand back up, I grab two handfuls of snow, and shove them into my bikini, sending shivers through my chest, and pleasure through my body. The feeling is so great I grab another handful, and shove it in the bikini bottom, sending shocks of pleasure up my pussy.

“Mmm...” I stand up, as Rachel stares at me.

“Don't enjoy yourself too much.” She says jokingly. The heat from my crotch quickly melts the snow, while the snow against my tits drops as I stand up. As I sit down in the water, the bikini top floats to the surface.

“Oh shit.” The right strap came right off.

“Don't worry, that was ready to fall off anyway.” We haven't seen eachother naked since either of us hit puberty and stopped getting changed in the open dressing room. “But you can't have all the fun.”

I watch as she undoes the top of her bikini, dropping it to the side of the hot tub. Her breasts seem to float in the water, making them look even better. Suddenly the same feeling comes back to me, stronger than ever. I guess I can finish taking off my top. I haul it over my head and drop it to the side.

I'm sitting in a hot tub, topless, with my best friend. I'm wearing her bikini bottom and can only think about how her pussy has touched the same place that mine is. I've been waiting to fuck my boyfriend for two and a half years, and that's never going to happen now. I know exactly what I've been feeling all night. I need to get fucked.

As we stare at eachother, Rachel says, “I want it too.”

Immediately, I push myself from my corner and wrap my arms around Rachel. Our tits press firmly together, as our lips meet in a passionate kiss. Her tongue dances around mine as she pulls me tightly against her.

As we continue to kiss, I feel her right hand glide down my wet body and slip into my tight bottoms. She easily slips her middle finger into my submerged pussy. After a few strokes, I decide to return the favour. I feel her trimmed bush as my hand slips past, reaching it's destination.

We keep this position for a while, making out while fingering eachother. The feeling is unbelievable. Of course, I've only ever had my own hand, not anyone else's.

She slowly hauls her lips from mine. “I want to taste you. Stand up.” Before I can move, she grabs the bottoms and rips them half off my legs. Clearly they were ready to break as well.

I do as she asks, and I lift my right leg onto the side of the hot tub, kicking away the bottoms. I feel the cold winter air against my tits as she brings her lips to my exposed pussy. I immediately feel her tongue reaching as far as possible, slipping around the mixture of water from the tub and my own wetness. I let out a moan as she slips three fingers into my pussy, and I feel her tongue slowly glide out.

I grab her head when I feel her teeth pinch my swollen clit, and her slender fingers continue to slide in and out of my boiling pussy. She slips her tongue back in around her fingers, by now I'm sure she can taste the wetness pouring out of me.

The control she has of her tongue is amazing. When Brownie licked my pussy he would more or less be lapping at it like one of his peanut butter filled toys, but now, Rachel's tongue has full control, working with her fingers to create a greater feeling than I've ever experienced, including actually getting fucked by Brownie.

I can feel myself get closer to the edge. Sensations are shooting through my whole body, especially my swollen clit and my now close to freezing nipples. I let out a cry as my orgasm hits quicker than I expected, catching me off guard.

I feel my juices flooding down my pussy, around Rachel's fingers and tongue, and out into the cool air. Rachel manages to lap up most of them, and when I back down off of her I can see some of my wetness flowing down her chin and neck.

I feel my tits readjusting to the heat as we stare at eachother silently for a few moments.

“Your turn.” I say seductively as I move toward her. She lifts herself to sit on the side of the hot tub, and extends her legs so I can remove her bottoms. I slide them off, revealing her beautiful pussy, glistening in the soft light. Her light hair is trimmed into a small arrow, pointing directly at her juicy lips. I figure I'll follow the arrow.

I lean in and lightly slide the tip of my tongue down her slit. When I reach the bottom, I swiftly extend my tongue and shove my face into her pussy, making sure to get as far in as I can. I start to swirl my tongue around inside her, and I feel her squirm from pleasure, and hear her let out a soft gasp.

I bring my hand up, inserting two fingers into her tight pussy, pushing them alongside my tongue. Rachel squirms as I begin sliding my fingers in and out of her, and she starts lightly moaning from the pleasure I felt only moments ago.

She has a sweet taste, not too different from my own. I'm not sure how I can help her get off faster, but I will certainly try. I begin sweeping my tongue around inside of her, and I pretend I am painting a picture inside the walls of her sweet pussy.

With the increasing noise coming from her, I can tell she is enjoying the technique. I reach my thumb around my tongue and begin to pinch her clit. I notice her grip on the side of the hot tub tighten as she arches her back.

“I'm about to come!” she screams. I don't slow down. “Fuck... Amanda...” My submerged pussy tingles when she says my name. “I'm coming!”

Her delicious juices flood into my mouth and all over my face. I lap up as much as I can as her body continues to spasm. She slowly moves forward and dips back down into the water. She grabs my head and shoves my mouth into hers, pressing her own juices into her face, tasting as her tongue dances around mine.

After a moment we release eachother and begin to wipe ourselves off. I notice the music from the TV. I had completely forgotten it was on.

Rachel stands up and steps out of the hot tub, grabbing a towel, and throwing one to me as I stand.

“We're not done yet.” she says seductively. I follow her into the house as I dry myself off.

We walk up to her room, neglecting to cover ourselves on the way. I notice her juicy ass as we walk up the stairs, swaying back and forth with each step, her pussy just barely visible underneath. She orders me to lie on the edge of her bed. I obey as she walks to her dresser. She hauls out a huge vibrating dildo and flips the switch. I hear the buzzing sound and know it's going to be a night to remember.

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Mace (Cocky Cage Fighter #4)(8)

By: Lane Hart

"Ah, sweetheart. Why you gotta go and say shit like that to me?" Mason closes his eyes and continues to grumble. "That small, hypothetical piece of fabric between your legs is the only thing keeping me on my best behavior since you're about to become my sister's sister. Now that you've theoretically yanked it away? Well, I can't be held accountable for anything I say. Or do."

"So your dirty mouth is capable of gettin’ even filthier?" I tease.

"Oh yeah," he says with a nod. His eyes suddenly seem darker, absent of gold and now an army green underneath his thick lashes. The slow swipe of his tongue across his lower lip mesmerizes me. "You would be fucking amazed at all the filthy things my mouth is capable of. In fact, if you change your mind and decide to go commando this week, it would be incredibly easy for me to give you a very... thorough demonstration."

I let out an audible gasp after he...did he really just... Quit freaking out, my inner caveslut huffs with a roll of her eyes. He just offered you oral sex, no biggie. Drop your wet panties and sit on his face. I gasp again at her audacity. The warmth spreadin’ across my cheeks and...other body parts shoot straight up to thermal nuclear levels.

"You...ah...that's..." When the familiar ringtone pipes up from my purse, I almost jump for joy at the distraction. I dig it out, seein’ that it's Linc.

"Hello?" I answer and turn away from the big, handsome man to see if my brain will start workin’ again.

"Hey," I echo, since words are failin’ me.

"Did Mace’s slack ass finally find you?" he asks.

"Uh-huh." Yeah, he found me all right, and he is well on his way to findin’ out if my bikini waxer missed any spots.

"Everything okay? Are you on the road yet?"

"Um, no. Luggage lost." Yay, I'm almost capable of speakin’ in full sentences again!

"The airline lost your luggage?" Linc is thankfully able to interpret. "Shit, sorry, Hailey. Are you gonna just grab some things on the way down?"

"Yeah, goin’ shoppin’."

"You could just go by Mom and Dad's. Don't you have some clothes and all there?"

Oh yeah! Why didn't I think of that? Probably because the sexy giant turned my brain to mush. All the clothes at my childhood home are five or more years old, but I can make do.

"Good idea. That should save some time and money."

"Okay. So if it's a little after eleven now, you should be here by five or six at the latest, right?" he asks.

"Yeah. What's on the weddin’ agenda tonight?"

"Nothin’, just hangin’ out around the pool and cookin’ out. We’re beat after the rental, caterin’ arrangements, and all the other shit we had to do today."

I shiver at the thought of a dreaded pool because that means havin’ to put on a swimsuit. "Well, go have fun with your bride and I’ll see ya’ll in a few," I tell him.

"You, too," he says, and then, "Wait, put Mace on the phone real quick."

"Okay," I reply and then turn around to offer my cell to the tall, smilin’ man. Or at least he was smilin’ until my brother said somethin’ to make it disappear.

Chapter Three

(But I really like when she calls me May-Son)

"Hello?" I say into Hailey’s phone. No matter how hard I try, I’m unable to lift my eyes from the most delicious pair of tits I’ve ever seen. I want to lick them and suck them. Get them nice and wet before I fuck them. Hey! That sounds like a killer song. I wanna lick ‘em, suck ‘em, get ‘em nice and wet before I fuck ‘em.

"Don't even think of fuckin’ with Hailey," Linc warns me without preamble. What the hell? Is he psychic? Did I accidentally sing my new song aloud?

"Um, okay?" I reply. What else is there for me to say besides too late? After I spotted her, I lied about how long it would take to make it over to her because I wanted to see if she would have any sort of physical reaction to me. It was so fucking worth it too, seeing those big blue eyes of hers gobble me up in obvious appreciation of my years of kicking ass in the cage. Her nipples turned on the high beams and she couldn’t even speak to me or her brother in full sentences. Her brother who is not even close to being done with his warning.


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‹ Prequel: Hurricane Jenny

Hurricanes in Pittsburgh?

Chapter Twenty Eight
I was in the middle of my pregame nap with Candy when I felt arms around my waist. I shot up and was about to punch whoever was getting into bed with me, when I felt my arm grabbed and pinned next to my head. I looked up and saw a laughing Beau and my eyes were wide. He moved his hand to my waist and I pushed myself up and wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his, pulling him down to the bed.

"How are you-"

"I wanted to see you for your first game back," Beau said and I smiled brightly and hugged him tight.

"You got your key back from Marc?" I asked he nodded his head, "I'm so happy to see you!"

"So happy you were going to punch me," he chuckled and I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry, you guys have been walking into my apartment like you own the place, I didn't know who was crawling into bed with me," I said and Beau smirked and then leaned down and pressed his lips onto mine. I laughed as he snuggled his face into my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist, "So are you playing tonight?"

"No, I have to go back tomorrow," Beau said and I sighed, "It'll be all right."

"Let me go back to sleep," I said and Beau looked down at me and shook his head, "Why?"

"Because you're looking mighty sexy today," he smirked and I rolled my eyes and looked at my tight black tank top and saw my white boy shorts underwear.

"Beau," I giggled and then watched as he slid off of my body and laid down next to me, his arm still wrapped around my waist. He laid on his back and wrapped his arms around me as I laid my head on his shoulder and snuggled up next to him, "I'm so happy that you're here."

"I'm gone one night and you act like it was a century," he chuckled and I smirked and then reached up to kissed his cheek.

"YES!" I smirked as I watched as Pascal scored the fourth goal. The score was now four to zero, we were in the final minutes of the game, Jen was in the net and kicking ass. Another shot was saved and then another was caught, Jen was making big saves tonight against the Jets, and the fans were noticing it.

The horn blew saying that the game was over and I stood up and headed out of the box to go to the locker room. When I got there, reporters were attacking Jen with questions and wanting her to give her views of the game. She smiled towards me before she walked into the locker room. I walked into the waiting room with some of the wives and waited for her to come in.

"Beau!" I heard and turned around to see Marc's wife walking over towards me.

"Hello V," I smiled and Vero hugged me.

"I thought you were brought back down?"

"I was, I wanted to be here for Jen's first game back," I said and Vero smiled and nodded her head.

"Ah Jen, fille douce," Vero smiled and I just nodded my head, not knowing what she was saying, "I hear that you're in love, no?" I bit my lip and felt the heat rush to my face at the hearing of Jen and I being in love, "Ah, c'est l'amour!"

"Leave the kid alone V," I heard and turned to see Marc walking into the room. He walked over towards Vero, kissed her cheek and smirked towards me, "I had a feeling that you wouldn't stay away long. Are you up again?"

"No, just wanted to see that game," I said and Marc sighed and nodded his head, "Where's Jen?"

"Another interview," he said and I nodded my head.

More guys came into the room and Tyler patted my shoulder and was telling me how Jen was almost ready. When I heard her laugh, I turned around and saw that she was under Geno's arm, laughing about something. I smirked when I saw her and then watched as she walked over towards me, I held out my arms and pulled her into a hug and lifted her up off of the ground.

"All right, all right, enough of this lovey dovey fest, let's go out and celebrate!" someone yelled, sounded like Tyler, maybe James, I'm not sure.

Jen pulled away and smirked towards me, "You wanna?" she asked and I shrugged my shoulders, "I need to go home and change first."

"All right," I said and put Jen on the ground and high fived Tyler.

Beau and I were back at my place and I was going to change because apparently we were going to a club to celebrate our win tonight. I walked into my room and saw Candy laying on my bed, I smiled and walked over towards her and kissed her head. She jumped up and wagged her tail and rubbed up against me.

"What are you wearing tonight?" Beau asked and I smirked.

"An outfit that I got the other day while shopping with V," I said and walked over towards my closet and pulled out the shirt, "It's perfect for the club."

"Um, what the hell is that?"

"All part of the plan," I smirked and Beau looked at me confused and then sat on the bed and started to pet Candy.

"What plan?"

"Vero came up with an idea on how to get Sid back for all the shit that he's done, I didn't like it and came up with me own plan," I said and Beau sighed.

"Care to share?" he asked.

"Just play with his mind a little bit," I smirked and then dug through my drawers for the leggings that I had bought to go with the outfit, "Wait right there."

I walked into the bathroom and put the shiny silver leggings on and then placed the low cut shirt on. I wasn't able to wear a bra, because the shirt covered my breasts, but there was open space between them. I left my blond hair down and applied some make up. I walked out of the bathroom and smirked towards Beau when his eyes were wide and his mouth was hung open.

"Speechless babe," I giggled and then walked over towards the closer and grabbed my black pumps, at least this way I was only an inch shorter than Beau.

"I ya-um- you look- oh man- Jen," I walked over towards him and placed my hands on his chest and pressed my lips against his, "We don't have to go out."

"Too bad," I smirked and then grabbed his hand, "I'm in the mood to dance."

"Can you dance in those shoes?"

"Probably not," I laughed and then went towards my closet and pulled out my black flats and looked at them in the mirror. There was a knock at my front door and heard it open and a 'hello' ran through my halls, "In the bedroom!"

"Are you clothed?"

"Shut up!" I laughed and Beau got up and looked into the hallway.

"Hey man, you ready to go?"

Marc and Vero walked into the room and Vero squealed when she saw me, "You look so deliciously sexy!"

"Holy shit, Jen," Marc said and I smirked towards him.

"Help me out, V," I said and then threw the flats on the ground, "Flats or heels?"

"Well, you know me, I love my heels, but are you able to dance in them?" she asked and I looked towards Beau.

"That's what he said, I love the heels though," I sighed.

"Then bring both," Vero said and I looked at her confused, "Wear the heels and stuff the flats in your purse or something."

"I didn't plan on bringing a purse," I said, "I was going to shove my phone and licenses in me- Wait no, I can't throw it in my bra."

"Oh god," Marc smacked his forehead and Beau smirked and shook his head.

"Dammit, I have to bring at least a clutch, but the shoes aren't going to fit in it," I sighed and Vero rolled her eyes.

"Here, I only have my license, some cash and a credit card in mine, I'll give you my stuff to put int he clutch if you put the shoes in here," she said and I looked at her black purse that hung at her side that looked like they would fit.

"Really, only bringing a purse to fit shoes," Beau laughed.

"Don't ask, just don't," Marc shook his head and I smirked.

We finally got everything figured out and headed out of my apartment. It was a nice late March night, in the low sixties, so we didn't need to wear coats. We piled into Marc's SUV and headed towards the downtown club.

Marc used the valet and we walked into the club, most of the guys already here, and some already drunk. It was probably almost midnight by the time we got there, making our way towards the VIP section and I was instantly attacked by some of my teammates.

"Whoa! GENO!" I yelled because he had scared the crap out of me by wrapping his arms around me and pressed my back to his chest.

"You look really pretty!" he said and I laughed and patted his arms.

"Thank you."

"Bennett," Geno stood up and patted his shoulder, "Lucky bastard."

Beau smiled brightly and I laced my fingers with his, "I dated up."

"Jen, holy shit! Damn girl, you look hot!" Tyler smiled as he ran up to us and kissed my cheek, "What the hell Beau!"

"What?" Beau said confused and I just laughed.


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I did something bad. It felt good in the moment until I realized how much trouble I could get myself in.

I felt fine as I drove home from work and forgot about it completely for the rest of the evening. But when I was in bed that night trying to sleep, that’s when it hit me. I just put my job, my career, my entire livelihood on the line for the cheapest of thrills.

The day was great up until I did what I did. I got into school early, every class went off without a hitch. I even gave my tenth graders no homework just because I was in a good mood. Then the last class of the day came around. I always found myself both looking forward to it and dreading it. Twelfth grade history. The class he was in.

I have been teaching for almost a decade and I am really good at it. That’s not a brag, it’s just the truth. I have taught in three schools since I qualified and improved the grade point average of my students in each one.

Most of my students were hard workers. They gave a shit. But there’s always the few who don’t.

He was one of them.

I noticed him when I first joined the faculty in September. He was hard not to spot. He was one of the tallest kids in the school, probably three or four inches taller than me. He was on the football team and you could tell. He had wide shoulders, biceps that looked like they would rip his shirt open every time he moved his arms and thick, tree trunk legs.

He was tanned. His hair was short, a buzz cut around the side. He had a movie star smile and an action man jawline.

His name was Jake and I could not stand him.

Every teacher has their favourites. Any that claim otherwise is a bullshitter. Jake was nobody’s favourite, except for Tom Simpson the football coach, for obvious reasons. He was lazy, entitled and didn’t try. Some of the assignments he turned in were downright insulting.

What annoyed me most about Jake was his attitude. He sauntered around the school like he owned the place. He always sat in the back of the class so he could shoot the shit with his bros, who in terms of personality, were all indistinguishable from each other.

The girls all loved him, obviously. From the handful of conversations and jokes I heard passing through the hallway, he had already been with plenty of them.

When I got the job, I was eager to show my enthusiasm for the school. I was in the front row at every football game. Jake was gifted, that was for sure. He was the best player they had.

I’ll admit, it was sort of hard to take my eyes off him the first time I saw him walk out onto the pitch in his football gear. He filled out those white pants extremely well. His ass was so meaty, it gave me a stirring in my pants so strong I had to cross my legs to avoid embarrassment.

Coach Simpson noticed my enthusiasm and started inviting me to watch the guys’ practice. I went a few times. I think he was relieved there was finally another young male member of staff he could hang out with.

Jake was Coach Simpson’s pride and joy. His star player since the day he joined the team. Unfortunately, Tom’s devotion to Jake meant he had overstepped the boundary with the other teachers.

Jake’s grades were so low he was at risk of being dropped by the team if he didn’t start studying. His parents were so furious they marched into the principal’s office one evening to complain.

‘After all the glory our son has brought to your school, this is how you repay him?’

I was starting to see where his sense of entitlement came from.

Coach Simpson asked me and the rest of the staff to go easier on Jake. His whole life was about the game, he couldn’t lose his spot on the team. Principal Walker caved to his parents’ demands and gently encouraged the same behaviour.

What pissed me off the most was that everybody just complied, no questions asked. Jake’s grades improved almost across the board and he was able to stay on the team. There was just one subject left where his grades had stayed the same. History.

I sat at my desk, watching as Jake ignored my instructions for the students to begin composing their essays. He was crouched low on his desk, showing something on his phone to his buddy next to him, laughing quietly.

‘Jake, knock it off,’ I said a little too loudly. Some of the students in the front row jumped.

Jake stopped smiling and looked me in the eye. After a moment, he shoved his phone back in his pocket.

‘My bad, Mr. Briggs,’ he said. He didn’t mean it.

If I was honest with myself, the main reason I disliked Jake wasn’t because he didn’t care enough to try in my class. It was because of what he did to me.

Every time I saw one of his muscles flex, or that way he walked down the halls, I got turned on. I wish I didn’t, but it’s not like I could control it.

I found myself thinking about him a lot late at night. Imagining him going into the locker room after a game and peeling his uniform off. The sweat glistening on his muscles as he wiped his face with a towel. The water running down his muscled pecs as he took a shower. The curve of his dick casino oyna as he soaped it up.

I was rock hard in class as all these images flashed through my mind and I thanked God I was sat behind a large desk. I was relieved when the bell rang and everybody left.

That was when I did what I did.

Jake had left his gym bag behind. I stuck my head into the hallway but he had disappeared amongst a hundred other students. I rolled my eyes. Why did he have his gym bag in class with him anyway? He should have put it in his locker.

I walked to his desk and picked it up. It was open. My eyes were immediately drawn to the item on top. Jake’s underwear. I dropped the bag like it was radioactive.

No, I couldn’t. I shook my head. No, don’t do it.

I waited a moment. The hallway was quieter now, people were leaving. The classroom was empty.

No, don’t do it.

But then, I did it.

I took his underwear, a pair of black boxer shorts, and brought them to the desk, dropping them in my briefcase. I gathered my things and left. I took Jake’s gym bag to lost and found at reception. He could pick it up there when he realized he forgot it.

When I got home, I went straight to my couch and undid my belt, pulling my pants down. I took my shirt off so fast I almost ripped it. I sat down and took the underwear out of my briefcase.

He had worn these. He had played football in them. His sweat was in them.

I put the fabric to my nose and sniffed. My cock twitched and I jerked it. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in the intoxicating musk of Jake’s body.

It smelled like a man.

I imagined how good they must look when stretched across his huge glutes, the piece of fabric in the centre riding up between his ass cheeks.

I shot a load across my stomach, hot and thick. It came out in spurts, I moaned loudly as I rubbed his shorts into my face.

That night, I thought about what I had done. I had stolen one of my student’s personal possessions for sexual gratification. If anyone found out, I would lose my job. It didn’t matter that Jake was eighteen, he was still my student. If word got out further than the school, I would never teach anywhere again.

I told myself it would be OK. It’s not like anyone had seen me. Jake had no idea. Even if he realized I would likely have been the person who delivered his bag to lost and found, he would probably just think he had misplaced his underwear. He certainly wouldn’t think his fucking history teacher had taken it.

I kept his shorts in a plastic bag so they would not lose their sent. Putting them back in my briefcase, I took them to school with me the next day so I could jerk in the bathroom with them.

I knew it was risky, but I liked having them with me. It was like I had a part of him to myself. That cocky jock who I couldn’t stand but who still managed to push my buttons in all the right ways.

At the end of the day, I was ready to pack my things and go home. Coach Simpson pulled me into the hallway and told me that he and the other male teachers were heading to a sports bar later that night and I should come. I agreed and we spoke for a minute or two.

When I returned to the classroom, my briefcase was lying open on the desk. I had left it on the floor. I looked inside. Jake’s underwear was gone.

No, I thought. This can’t be happening. I opened all the drawers and rifled through everything inside.

I looked under the desk, still nothing. Shit, I thought. This is not good. I took a deep breath and tried not to panic.

Someone had taken them. No, they couldn’t have. That was crazy. How would they have known they were in my briefcase? Had someone seen me take them yesterday?

No, the classroom was empty and I made sure no one was in the hall. This didn’t make any sense. I ran my hands through my hair. Shit, shit, shit.

‘You lookin’ for these?’

I turned around so quickly my leg hit the edge of the briefcase and knocked it off the table.

Jake was standing in the doorway, holding the underwear in his hand. He was wearing blue jeans that hugged his thighs so well, I was sure they would rip if he made any sudden movements. His white t-shirt highlighted the golden hue of his skin. His eyes locked with mine.

‘Um, where did you get those?’

Jake raised an eyebrow.

‘Don’t you mean, where did you get these, Mr. Briggs?’

My mind raced as I tried to think of a legitimate reason why I had my student’s used underwear in my briefcase. Obviously, there wasn’t one.

‘I, um… Jake, I think there’s been a misunderstanding here.’

Jake took a step into the room. He took a wide stance, his legs far apart. A show of dominance. I could make out the bulge in his trousers. Don’t look at it, I said to myself. That’s the last thing you need to be looking at right now, this guy could kick your ass.

He folded his arms across his chest. Jesus, his biceps were fucking huge.

‘What misunderstanding is that?’

‘Those uh… those aren’t yours.’

He said nothing. He stood there, waiting for canlı casino me to go on.

‘Those… well, those are mine. I just had them with me today. You know, an extra pair.’ I laughed nervously.

‘So these aren’t mine?’

I shook my head. ‘No, definitely not.’

Jake nodded. ‘So you didn’t take them out of my gym bag yesterday and bring them home with you, right before you took it to lost and found?’

He had watched me hand it in. He knew.

He took another step closer. He was the biggest eighteen-year-old I had ever seen.

‘Well, I uhm…’

‘What did you do with these when you got home Mr. Briggs?’

Jake held up his underwear, leaving it dangling in my face. I could almost smell the intoxicating scent from here.

‘Jake, please…’

‘Did you smell them?’

He took another step closer.

I looked down at the ground. I couldn’t look him in the eye. It was too humiliating. He was going to tell. I was going to lose everything.

‘You can tell me if you did,’ he said in a low voice. ‘I won’t get mad.’

Before I had a chance to respond, Jake held up the underwear and pressed it gently against my face. The scent of his manly musk filled my nostrils once more.

I got hard instantly. I could feel my dick pushing against my pants, begging to be set free.

Jake leaned in close, so close I could feel his breath on me. He spoke quietly into my ear.

‘I left these here on purpose. I wanted to see if you would take them. I see the way you look at me, Mr. Briggs. At first, I thought it was just in my head, like I was imagining it. But then you started showing up at all our games, rehearsals. I saw the way you kept checking me out. I thought, I better figure out for sure if he is into me.’ I felt his hand gently touch my crotch. ‘And now it looks like I have my answer.’

He let the underwear drop to the floor and kept his hand on my bulge. I was breathless. My mouth hung open. He put his hand over my hard-on and rubbed it gently.

This can’t be happening, I told myself. I’m going to wake up any second and I’ll be back in my house, curled up in bed with the biggest erection of my life.

‘Does that feel good?’ Jake said, as he continued to rub my cock through my pants.

I nodded.

‘You want to take it out?’ he said.

I blushed. I hated blushing. The person you were with knowing you were embarrassed, or in this case, impossibly turned on. I nodded again.

‘Go ahead,’ he said.

I unbuttoned my pants, pulled down my underwear and felt instant relief as my cock was freed, hard and throbbing.

Jake gave me one of his movie star smiles. The perfect rows of white teeth, that square jaw.

‘You’re packin’ Mr. Briggs. Wanna see mine?’

He didn’t wait for me to answer. With one swift movement, Jake pulled his jeans down. His cock was magnificent. Long and thick, surrounded by just the right amount of hair.

‘Holy fuck,’ I said. ‘Nice. Can I touch it?’

He wrapped a hand around my forearm and effortlessly pulled my whole body forward. Fuck, he was strong.

He led my hand towards his cock. God, it felt so good in my hand. So thick. I thought about all the pleasure this cock had given, envious of all those girls he had been with.

Jake moaned as I jerked him off. He bit his lower lip and raised his head slightly, letting the pleasure I was giving him travel all over his glorious body.

I got down on my knees and watched my hand glide back and forth over his shaft. I had been waiting for this moment ever since I first laid eyes on him. Opening my lips, I sighed with pleasure as I put his cock in my mouth.

Jake started to move his hips forward and back. I let my hands travel up his muscular quads and settle on his meaty ass, feeling the strength of his glutes as he forced his cock down my throat.

‘Fuck Mr. Briggs, you sure know how to suck dick.’

He put his hand on my head, keeping me in place at his feet. I glanced up and our eyes met. He smiled again and gripped my hair tighter. I put one hand around his shaft and massaged it while I worked the head with my tongue.

Jake suddenly let go of my hair and put his arms on my shoulders, signalling for me to stand up. When we were facing each other, Jake put his hands on my shirt and tore it open. The buttons scattered across the floor as he put his hands on my chest and then down my torso, examining me, taking in every inch of my body.

‘Impressive dude,’ he said. ‘I could tell you were stacked underneath that suit.’

Jake brought our bodies together. My heart raced when our chests touched. Wrapping himself around me, Jake leaned in until our lips met. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of our tongues touching, the sweetness of his lips, his huge hands running over my skin as we explored each other.

I was not sure how long we had been kissing for when Jake told me to get on the desk. The desk, where I sat every day to signify that I was in charge, that I was the one who was in control, was now going to become the place where kaçak casino Jake would have his way with me.

We took the rest of our clothes off and let them drop to the floor. On the board were all the notes I had made in my last class. How normal everything had seemed then and how quickly it had changed.

Things would never be the same again. Even if Jake and I never had another encounter, it had changed my view of him. He was not just a dumb jock who thought he was better than everyone else, he was so much more.

My whole body tensed up when I felt the head of his cock against my hole. He pressed it gently, almost going in.

‘I’ve been wanting to fuck this ass ever since you got here Mr. Briggs,’ he said.

‘Put it in Jake, please put it in,’ I said.

I groaned as I felt the head open me up. The feeling started in my hole and spread through my body, making my head spin. His girth was overwhelming. He pushed deeper inside, filling me up. I felt his meat pulse inside my hole as we became one.

Jake put both his hands on my chest, pinning me down. I watched his abdominal muscles flex as he thrusted in and out. My cock was hard and leaking precum onto my torso. I used it as lube and began to jerk myself off.

Our eyes locked and Jake smiled. His breathing became deeper and quicker. He moved his hands from my chest to my legs and effortlessly held them up.

My hole clenched against his hardness. He grunted and continued to thrust. I grabbed the sides of the desk and gasped, feeling his head massaging my prostate. It was like nothing I had ever felt before.

‘Oh God,’ I said, half delirious. ‘Oh Jake…’

Showing off his strength, Jake flipped me over so that I was facing the ground. The desk creaked as he climbed on top. He was in control and I couldn’t get enough of it.

He was inside me again. I felt the full weight of his glorious form on top of me, giving me what I wanted, what I needed. I could sense him coming closer until our faces touched. His breath was hot in my ear.

‘Do you like getting fucked by this big dick?’

‘I love it Jake, oh God, I love it.’

‘Is this the best dick you’ve ever taken in your life?’

‘Yes. God, it’s amazing. You are like no one I’ve ever been with before.’

I could almost hear the smile spread across his lips. His balls slapped against my cheeks as he continued to fuck me.

I felt Jake running his hand up my shoulder until it went across my throat. My eyes widened. He gripped.

‘You’re mine now, Mr. Briggs.’

I nodded. ‘I’m yours, Jake.’

‘All mine.’

‘Fuck yes, oh God.’

Sweat from his brow landed on my cheek, his cock still ravaging my hole. His animal instinct had taken over and I couldn’t get enough.

‘Tell me again.’

‘I’m yours Jake. All yours. From now on, you can have me whenever you want me. You own my ass.’

Jake grunted and let out a loud roar. My eyes closed and my mouth fell open as I felt streams of hot come shooting inside me. His cream was warm and thick. He kept fucking my hole, filling me up with come.

‘Fuck,’ he said, his hand still on my throat.

Jake took a deep breath and got off the des. He turned me over. I stared up at him breathless.

‘No,’ I said, almost a whisper. It can’t be over, not yet.

Jake smirked. ‘Don’t worry, we still have to get you off.’

His cock went straight back in my hole as he grabbed hold of my legs once more. The desk creaked as he fucked me with every ounce of strength he had. I jerked myself off, my come begging to be released.

And then, as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, I let go.

Come shot across my chest in rapid squirts, warm and sticky. More kept coming, quick and intense. I could think about nothing in that moment except the pleasure he was giving me. I probably couldn’t have remembered my own name if I tried. It was the most powerful orgasm I ever had.

Jake intertwined his hands with mine and pulled me off the desk. Our naked bodies touched as he kissed me again. If he hadn’t had his arms wrapped around my waist, my legs might have failed me.

He pulled away and we smiled at each other. He grabbed my ass cheek and smacked it hard.

‘Mine,’ he said.

As quick as it happened, it was over. We both got dressed and left. The parking lot was empty.

‘When can I see you again?’ I said.

‘Tomorrow in class,’ he laughed.

‘You know what I mean.’

‘Let’s not plan too much, Mr. Briggs,’ he said, putting his hand on my cheek, stroking gently. ‘It’s more exciting that way.’ He paused and then smiled. ‘But I already know who I’m going to be celebrating with on graduation night.’

It was Friday. The last class of the day. I was almost finished grading the seniors’ latest history paper. An essay on the importance of American intervention in World War II. Almost all the students had made a marked improvement on their previous work. Others had held on steady to where they were. I smiled. I was making a difference.

Jake, of course, held the honour of being the student with the biggest jump in his grades. An example to all his peers. I didn’t even need to read his paper. Thinking about our special encounter, and all the ones that were still to come, I proudly gave him an A.

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