Creative Writing: Nam Joonie

"Voy a venir! Ay! HARRY!" He slaps my ass one last time before I feel the twitch of his boy within me and a couple more seconds I climax too. "NEVADA!!!" I lie on the table, panting as he pulls out of me and fixes himself with one hand and licks his other hand that I came on, rather sensually.

What started with the intent to be nothing more than a peck soon became a total makeout session. By the time he’d carried me to the bedroom, we were both rock hard and full of desire. Before letting myself sleep, we got intimate.

“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)

He was the most gentle lover, I had ever known, yet, the simplest touch from him, stimulated every fiber of my being; I felt I would go insane if he did not take me soon… When his mouth lowered to my pleasure place, I immediately climaxed and then cried because it was not what I wanted, not yet. He rose and entered me, causing a continuation of my orgasm that seemed to go on forever; I thought I would die from the immense pleasure he was giving me. His eyes watched me; even as he kissed me, he never closed his eyes. Not, until it was time to let loose his juices. Eye to eye, I watched him. I wondered how it felt for him. Did it feel the same? Did it feel better than what I

Jada was now moving rapidly onto his mouth. Her orgasm was right there upon her. She called out his name over and over. As she did that she propelled into a forceful climax. She said his name brokenly as she let go. Jada then leans forward and then falls over to the side of the

Placing one hand behind Booker’s neck, Tom leaned back and steadied himself on the other. “Suck me,” he moaned as his hips thrust steadily back and forth.

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.

Paul hushed him with a gentle kiss, never tiring of the sensation. He rid himself of his own pants, now as revealed as the other. Joseph took the fingers that were cupping his face into his mouth, rolling his tongue over each of the digits diligently. Paul let out a deep groan “My god Warren, one day I’m gonna have to put that mouth of yours to good use.” Joseph smirked around his fingers, running his tongue along the side of his middle finger. The fingers were pulled away and his mouth was busied with kissing along Paul’s neck. Paul pushed his legs out wider “You still wanna keep going?” He asked softly, because if they were going to do this, they both had to want it. Joseph nodded quickly “Oh god yes. You have no idea” And with that, Paul slid a finger in slowly, making sure to make it more pleasurable than painful. When Joseph was comfortable he added another finger, stretching him out slowly. Joseph arched his back, moaning at the unfamiliar sensation and trying to adjust to the odd feeling. Paul stroked the smaller man’s cock gently as he spread his fingers, Joseph rocking into his touch, so lost in the feeling, he almost didn’t notice the third finger slide in next to the others. Once he was open enough, Paul slicked himself up and pushed in slowly, rolling his hips. Warren clung to him, eyes clenched shut in pain and

He complied, moving his hands up to her shoulders, gripping them, he rammed in and out of her harder than he ever had, but worried he might hurt her. Yet as he felt her orgasm grip him and Joan screamed out his name as she’d never done before, he figured it couldn’t be so bad. With a few more deep thrusts, he found his own release.

The soft moans from your mouth could no longer be contained as Jimin’s hands continued to rub at the nub in your pants. His mouth lingered on your neck, taking small bites in all the places he knew would turn you on more. He loved hearing your voice as it turned from soft and whispery to loud and raspy and, if he could, he would change it everyday.

We don’t find many of you around here.” He pulled out of me. I reached for his cock. He straddled my face and put the head of his cock on my lips and exploded on my face. The guy beneath me pushed and I rolled off of him and onto my stomach. He continued fucking me in the ass. He got me into a doggie position and pulled my long hair back. He rocked in me and moaned and pulled on my hair.

The door to the main apartment complex clicked open and Eddie quickly let go of my hair and drew his cock from all the way down my throat. I gasped and coughed scrambling up to fumble with my lock and stumble into my room. Quickly slamming the door leaving Eddie with his cock clearly sitting out of his waistband.

I could feel my vagina as it stretch to accommodate his giant. Mr. Conle after about thirty minutes had his ejaculation and was now energy less as he lay down on me breathing hard.

After about a few minutes of her tough kneading, she eased up, switching to something softer. Something a lot more gentle.The way she was massaging me, I feel like I was born without bones. It's wonderful. I wish she could keep doing this forever. I didn't realize that I was so tense until after she got started. Then after she got started, I feel like I'm floating on a cloud.

We had a rhythm and tempo going now, as I was fucking her missionary position. Once she had begun to start enjoying the sex, I had to become focused on my own sexual needs as well, so I began to stick it to her long and hard. I would push into her with short, deep strokes, filling her pussy walls and feeling her contracting around me as I hit the back of her cervix on nearly every push. Then I would pull almost all the way out of her, leaving in just the raw head before I push myself very hard back in. She seemed to like it this way the most, gasping when I would pull out and moaning and screaming out loudly when I would push myself back in. Her room had become a blur during our fucking and I didn’t even notice that the bed was slamming against the wall as we bounced up and down on it.