Creative Writing : Golfing

“He leans down and kisses me, his fingers still moving rhythmically inside me, his thumb circling and pressing. His other hand scoops my hair off my head and holds my head in place. His tongue mirrors the actions of his fingers, claiming me. My legs begin to stiffen as I push against his hand. He gentles his hand, so I’m brought back from the brink ... I come instantly again and again, falling apart beneath him … then I’m building again … I climax anew, calling out his name.” (pg. 195, 196)

“I don’t know,” Bass mumbles. “Hasn’t been here since sometime yesterday, thought she went home.”

He ghosted his lips down your centre at a slow, extricating pace. You felt his breath on you, making your chest heave and you craving for him increased. Bucky spread your legs, grabbing you by the hips, he pulled you closer to his face. With his right hand, he began stroking you, softly with his knuckles. You wanted more. Your hips moved and Bucky took that as his cue to remove your last garment of clothing. Hooking his fingers underneath the lace, he pulled the panties off, discarding them along with the bra.

Night passes on and our heavy eyes slowly close as we drift into a sound sleep. Sooner than I expect, I woke up to the soft sounds of footsteps around; carefully navigating across the mounds of pillows. I roll over and look at the bare ankle walking beside me, with the friendship anklet tied around it. Sarah is probably going to the bathroom, I

He wrapped his arms around me and cuddled me closer to him. One of his hands reached up and began playing with my hair.

"She was in bed when I got home, but when I woke up she wasn't there. She's probably on a run or at the grocery store."

Moist legs curl to my side, I roll the added weight from my body. He shivers violently. I dry heave my anguish.

I count down twenty eight seconds until he falls back onto the cushioned leaves beneath him and looks up at me in delight, yearning my contact. "Not yet." I whisper, and he moans in betrayal, and in a distressed hunger for my body. "Are you coming home baby?" I moan in his ear and he nods obediently, putting his arms up for me to help him off the ground. They sway in the air, and I note the tired gaze he holds on me.

I've been so caught up in Armin that I've forgotten about the intense throbbing happening in between my legs. As Armin lets his hands slip in between my boxers and my jeans i let out a loud moan from pleasure. Armin begins to stroke my cock from the outside of my boxers and i rub against his hand, wanting him to touch me more and more. I flip us over so hes on top and I disconnect our lips. "Show me what those lips can do baby." I tell Armin, gently letting him slide onto his knees below me. Armin blushes as his hand begins to shake as he pulls down my pants. I look down at him as his eyes widen at my arisen throbbing cock that has sprung out of my boxers. "E-eren. You're so big." He says, eyes popping out of his sockets. "I don't know if i

He licks his lip, and my eye’s falls right on his lips. Lord, those lips can get it man. I take in his appearance as he continues to watch me lustfully. He had on a dark navy shirt that clung to his muscle, making his muscle pop out more. The silver chain was big enough for me to see as I now look down to see he had enormous silver and black watch on his wrist. His black pants made his ass look good and firm as he walks over to the couch, I was shock his pants weren’t sagging like other niggas do.

Goosebumps cover my body. My heart rate picks up. Unable to keep from doing it, I squeeze my eyes shuts, lean over and kiss Beau. Is it selfish to enjoy the way he makes my body feel? I press my lips softly against his and tease his mouth open with my tongue. The kiss is gentle. Different from the others. He breaks first. “What are you doing,” he asks, his voice hoarse.

His hands release your breasts and reach the edge of your panties. In one swoop, they lie somewhere else in the room. Immediately, he cups your inner thighs and jerks your legs apart. He brings his face to the region in the middle and proceeds to bite your labia.

I finally get my head straight and kiss him back. His lips are warm, just like the rest of him. They’re soft too, like silk. Our lips move against each other and I feel like I’m in heaven. I unconsciously push the cupcake to the side so I can get closer to him. I lift my hand and place it on his cheek to turn his head to a better angle. He moves and adjusts himself until he’s practically in my lap. I feel his hands trail slowly up my arms and into my hair. He twists his hand into my hair and brings us closer. When we finally pull away, panting hard, I realize that he’s straddling me. And now he’s leaning on me, so that I’m the only thing keeping him up.

The air has a perfect warm-cool temperature, and I feel only the slightest chill, mostly from excitement, when my armour finally slips down my body. He drops to his knees and begins kissing my body, taking my breasts into his hands and mouth, and then he finds my hard nipples. His playful bites and sucking sends shivers through my body, and as I begin to caress between my legs with one hand I can feel how wet and ready I already am. After only a few minutes I can't take any more. I hurriedly start to tear off his armour until. Before long we are both naked on the forest floor, and we pause to kiss and hold each other for a moment, listening to the quiet night. I can feel his cock pressed firmly against my thigh, and I want to see what it looks like in the moonlight. I ease myself down along his body, planting warm moist kisses along his neck, his chest, his stomach until I feel his cock graze along my cheek, the tip already leaking its natural fluids in anticipation of what's to

I have them and I know you do too, things that just bother the hell out of you when you are out trying to have a nice relaxing game of golf. People get in the way of your enjoyment.