Short Story

"Fuck and the blowjobs... god dam, after the first couple of times you were incredible”, I blushed.

He stood over me and bent over to kiss me. "I've been wanting to do that for a while."

I started at the base of her throat, they brushed her chin, as they traveled up to my her. I kissed her plump lips.

“God, I love you, Y/N.” He lifted your chin towards him with his left hand and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

“Of course they aren’t helping,” Adia groaned, slamming the door to Heron’s Hideaway shut. It was our last midnight patrol for the week of camp, and it was supposed to be easy. But how was cleaning an entire building with just the two of us easy?

“Yes, y/n?” He asked innocently. You held up a pair of bright pink panties that definitely weren't supposed to be that color.

“Good. Very good,” mumbled Arthur, before he moved his mouth up that last inch, gently spread Guinevere open, and took that first long, luxurious lick of her core. Guinevere gasped, but Arthur kept going.

She strode up to him, flung her arms around his neck, and kissed him. “You know I will.”

She walked over to the bed, sitting down next to me. She gently brushed her fingers through my hair, pushing it away from my face. I opened my eyes slowly, touching her hand. She smiled gently at me, and I couldn't help but smile too. I sat up slowly,

She moved her body to the music and surprised me with her moves. I never thought a girl as reserved as she portrayed herself would be so uncontrolled with her dancing. I laughed at GEmma and Amy, the blonde from earlier as they spread out and threw down one of the best dance renditions I have witnessed to “Motown Philly”, this was obviously something these ladies had perfected as young children in their living room. They laughed at each other making perfectly executed faces. Gemma broke away from their little display and dance towards me, a smile on her her face. When she reached me she danced around me in a circle, druging her finger tips around my midsection. Instantly, I felt the reaction tingle from my torso straight to my dick.

Jeff slid his hand inside of his mother’s loose fitting maternity top and began to stroke her swollen tits. Monica moaned. She was furiously stroking her son’s hard cock with her soft hand. Jeff moaned, and Monica slowly knelt to the floor. She took the head of her son’s cock into her warm, wet mouth.

I suddenly felt myself leaning in and I noticed she was too. I 've obviously kissed her before, but it was a drunk kiss, only full of lust. I quickly licked my lips and I moved my hand to the back of her neck slowly, pulling her closer to me as I pressed my lips against hers, softly.

It had been an ordinary week for the two boys Calvin and Albert they had completed their rigorous baseball training practice, gone to their triweekly piano lessons, and had gotten through 4 books. Nothing that was new to them since they had grown up like this, they had been designed to be able to handle this intensity, for if not they would’ve been sent back to the manufacturer.

After a few wines we started giggling together then Shelly moved in for the growl. I could feel her coming close to me, feeling her hands on my face and I couldn’t help but to go with it.

I stood, pulling her to her feet at the same time. "So, we 'll do just that." I kissed her. "I love you."