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round two [Anelie] « Thread Started on Apr 5, 2009, 7:47pm »
The heady smell of lust had seemed to follow them all the way from the nightclub. As soon as Anelie had turned the tables, pushed him to the wall and told him round one was done- he was ready for round two. He had removed his hand from her pants, her juices glistening on his flesh. Then he had siezed her wrist and pushed his hips into her other hand a couple more times before he pulled away. He had felt a lot more empty without the warmth of her entire hand grasping his member. Quickly, they had departed the club, both with equal eagerness to undress and let their bodies merge.
The sensation of her wetness and tightness still lingered on his fingers as he tapped them against the steering wheel. He was still struggling to keep his composure as Anelie refused to simply let him drive. Her lips were all over him, teeth biting his ear, his neck, her hands roaming, groping, stroking at his most sensitive parts. He did not moan once, but his muscles were clenching and flexing like mad, revealing what felt ridiculously good. "You're losing it, babe." He mocked her, but didn't dare pull away. He didn't want her to stop. In fact, although he was swirving quite a bit, he felt he would drive even worse without her hand squeezing at his erection that had been maintaining ever since leaving the club.
It took ten years to get to the small apartment complex that Johnny rented a room in. Without a second to spare, he exited his black truck. His pants remained undone, as did Alenie's. He took advantage of that as soon as he circled around the car to grab his little vixon's wrist once again and pin her to the side of his truck. His teeth clenched at her neck, fingers stroking her again, feeling how entirely wet she was with want.
Just as quickly as he had pinned her there, he stepped off, heading over to enter the complex. It seemed like another five years before they reached his room, and thank god he hadn't locked it, or else they both would have gone insane. The pair tumbled inside, where Johnny once again slammed Anelie onto some wall- but this time he kissed her. His mouth crashed into hers, lips melding together in a rough, demanding kiss. His tongue tasted her lipstick, hands groping at her body, but he didn't dare tear at her clothes. He wouldn't lose this.
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #1 on Apr 7, 2009, 3:00pm »
Rated R for content & language
pick up the phone and hear you saying dirty things to me , do what you wanna do , what you wanna do .
----- Maybe it was the promise to finally go to sleep with a heavy body that was keeping her going, keeping her extremely pumped up and filled with lust. Or maybe it was the fact that he was just, so irresistible, that was making her hands roam, and clench, stroking ever now and then, as her lips and teeth found their way around from his neck to his jaw, and then to his ear. Whatever it was that was making her completely lose her mind, and body, to Johnny, Anelie wasn't complaining or trying to fight against it. She almost encouraged it, by thinking about what would happen as soon as they got to his apartment.
----- Her lips had just pulled from his earlobe, and was finding their way back down to his neck when he spoke. Her eyelids pulled open to watch his expression, her eyebrows pulling together for a moment. Her response was simple, a rather rough bite to the tight skin near his shoulder. Her lower body was almost in his lap, her right hand tightening around his member while her left hand clawed at his back. As to how he was still driving, Anelie was almost shocked. But, that could just be because he was an awful driver as it was. Anelie couldn't exactly speak out of term there; she had a leaded foot, with a reckless care for anyone else on the road with her.
----- As the truck pulled to a stop, Anelie gave his neck one last small nip before pulling herself off of him. As he exited his side, she shifted into the passenger seat and pulled open her own door, her heels stepping against the small step bar, before falling to the pavement under them. As soon as her door was closed, she felt Johnny's warm grasp on her wrist and let out a surprised grumble, but didn't fight against him. She'd save her strength for when she needed it. Her eyelids fluttered at the feeling of Johnny's fingers once again teasing her, her teeth biting her bottom lip harshly, trying her best to refrain from arching her back.
----- Just like that, Johnny's pressure on her wrist was gone, and his hand was pulled from the front of her jeans. With a soft breath, Anelie pushed herself off the side of the truck to follow him, close on his heels. As he lead the way, Anelie grew more and more tempted to just push him into a corner and have her way with him. Luckily, his hand extended to a door knob and he opened it. Her breath held as he pulled her inside and slammed her against a wall. She hadn't expected to feel his lips against hers, a small squeak leaving her throat. But she didn't let the chance slip away from surprise. Her arms wrapped around him, one sliding up under his shirt to have her way with his skin, while the other clenched against his locks of long hair (the bonus was that Anelie loved long hair on a guy). Kicking off her heels, she wrapped one leg around his waist, pressing herself up close and personal with his erection, hoping that they wouldn't have to play this game much longer.
----- Pulling back from the kiss, just for a moment, Anelie caught site of his hallway and pushed against his body with her own. Returning her lips to his, she caught his bottom one with her teeth, and dragged it slowly against it. A low growl pushed from her lips as she pushed him against a wall beside a half opened door. Pressing herself against him, she pushed him inside the room and acted quickly. With a fierce shove, Johnny's back was now flattened against the top of his mattress, her eyes sparkling within the dimly lit room. Her hands hooked under the tube top, and with a small tug, the fabric was slowly sliding up her torso.
status: completed ! tagged: johnny . word count: 659 words. outfit:click . lyrics: cross my heart - marianas trench template to: KARI BEAR !? of caution 2.0
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #2 on Apr 7, 2009, 3:35pm »
All the adrenaline coursing through him had pushed him from tipsy to drunk. Things were going by in fast, horny blurs, and every moment that he wasn't inside Anelie was driving him utterly insane. The familiarity of his apartment gave him hope that at least they were there- didn't even have to make it to the bed if they didn't want to, or just simply couldn't. His entire body was throbbing with frustration and sexual tension that was thick enough to smother him. His blood was hot in his veins, lust nearly drowning him. Usually, sex came to him easily and thoughtlessly. No effort, no torturous game as this was. Any longer, and the two of them would die.
"We're never playing this god damn game again." He hissed against her mouth, ramming his strong body against her. The inside of her mouth was hot and tasted of pure alcohol. He was getting drunk off her swollen tongue that pressed against his own. Johnny bucked his hips against her, fighting for a moment to pull his jeans down just enough to reveal his boxers, and the upper part of his bulge. He pressed himself into her, greedy for her hands, her lips, her tongue, her entire body that squirmed and rocked against his own.
For the moment, he was simply enjoying the taste of her mouth for the first time, taking note of the way she worked her tongue, the bruising way their lips were kissing. She bit at his lower lip, and Johnny felt his intoxication leap to a whole new level and his erection became it's fullest and hardest, which was pushing uncomfortably against his denim pants. The harder Anelie clenched her teeth at his lip, the harder he grinded his member between her legs, with her leg now wrapped around his waist again.
Before he knew it, he was pushed against the wall, her body on his body, hot, lustful, insane. Within the next minute, they were tumbling over each other, mouths still entwined, as they managed to find their way into his small bedroom. He was pushed, and had no doubt that he would fall straight onto his bed, as it was basically took up the entire room. He fell with an irritated grunt, his brows, damp with sweat, furrowed together at her as he lay helpless and hard while she slowly undress. Too slowly. Johnny sat up, his large hands taking hold of the belt loops of her jeans. In one swift motion, he pulled them down, revealing panties that he paid almost no mind to before he pushed them down to her ankles as well.
He didn't wait for the removal of her bra, or even for her to kick her pants and underwear off her feet. He seized her hips, pushing her small body onto his mattress, softened from years of sex- but none like this. He pinned her for a moment, his eyes fighting in the dark to see her, as he hadn't even bothered to flick on the lights. He would have to turn on the lamp beside his bed at some point- he wanted to actually see what he was dealing with. But first, Johnny let his hands roam her, nails scraping roughly at her sides, down her belly until he came to her hot spot. His mouth kissed at her inner thighs, biting inconsiderately hard as his fingers played between her legs. He kissed her alternate set of lips, his tongue stroking the wet folds. It was about to be round three.
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #3 on Apr 7, 2009, 4:36pm »
Rated R for content & language
pick up the phone and hear you saying dirty things to me , do what you wanna do , what you wanna do .
----- Johnny's words had Anelie's stomach knotting and twisting with sexual desire. He had said that they were never playing this game again. Did that mean that he expected more than one night with her? It was almost flattering. But, Anelie's judgement was off after all. She was drunk as hell, and clearly wasn't thinking about anything other than the male her lips were currently attached to. But maybe she'd remember most of it, as well as that piece of information. Hopefully the alcohol hadn't gotten to his head too much as well, and made him say it. It'd be embarrassing to ask when she was going to see him again, not that she'd ever come out and ask something like that. Was she supposed to give him her number?
----- In a way, Anelie knew that Johnny was going to get fed up with how slow she was being with her clothes. It had meant to tease him, to push him to rip it off for her. Anelie hadn't expected him to actually completely skip her shirt and let her pull it off, to undo her pants further and rip them to her ankles. For moments, she had been standing in just her strapless bra and panties, her tube top already off and laying upon his floor somewhere. Luckily, Anelie hadn't been so naive to think that he was going to wait for her to get comfortable before pulling off her lace thong as well, and letting it rest annoyingly at her ankles.
----- As his hands pulled at her hips, and forced her down to the mattress, her hands were working on trying to pop the back of her bra. It was a lot harder when you were distracted, but distracted and intoxicated only made it worse. When she finally popped it, she tossed the silk bra aside and stared up towards the outline she could make of Johnny's face. Luckily, Anelie had spent a lot of time in the dark, so her night vision worked a lot quicker then others. Even then, she could only see outlines. Seemed like it was irritating Johnny as well. That only meant that he wasn't just in this for the sex. He also wanted the pleasure to see what he was screwing, as well. Good thing, too, because Anelie hated having the lights off when someone like Johnny was in the scenario.
----- As his nails scratched, and his teeth bit, Anelie worked her best to slid her feet out of her clothes without disturbing Johnny, or his actions. One leg out. Just as she was about to pull her opposite foot free, Anelie was stopped in her tracks. The sensation of his lips against her womanhood made her chest ache from the lack of oxygen, her eyelids pulling to a soft close. As his tongue added to the equation, her lips parted a gentle, starting, moan lifted from her lips. Her right hand clenched against his strands of hair, her back resisting the urge to arch from his touch. Another gasp left her throat as she finally slid her foot out of her clothes, head pressing deeper into the mattress. "Jesus, Johnny . . . you realize, this isn't . . . fair."
----- With some self control, she propped herself up onto her elbows, though the sight she saw only made the sensation worse. Biting her lip, fighting off a cry of pleasure, she laced her hands within his hair and pulled his head from between her thighs. If he was able to see her eyes, he'd be able to tell that she wasn't too happy with him being as overly dressed as he was. Kissing him again, this time in the lead with the rough control, she leaned herself onto her knees, so her hands couple grab at his shirt and tug if off his head.
status: completed ! tagged: johnny . word count: 643 words. outfit:click . lyrics: cross my heart - marianas trench template to: KARI BEAR !? of caution 2.0
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #4 on Apr 7, 2009, 9:24pm »
The taste that coated his tongue was to die for, something he simply hadn't expected. Johnny's hands brushed against her hairless thighs, teeth nipping very gently at her most sensitive area. He groaned against her womanhood to create a pleasurable vibration as his tongue dragged up and down her slit, tip of his tongue dipping into her opening. While at this point he should have been eager for his own release, he was pacing himself. The only time Johnny was not selfish was during sex, where he took the time to let his partner reach their peak again, again, and even again before he allowed himself to crash over. And right now, he was throbbing, aching, and literally in pain from his sexual tension. But he loved the sound of Anelie nearly crying out, the sensation of her hands in his hair, her back arching, her moans drifting out one after the other- and it would be worth the wait.
"I don't agree." He replied, lifting his mouth from between her legs to allow their faces to meet, their bodies to rest upon one another. His erection throbbed, and he hissed in pain. This long wait was putting such a strain on his manhood, but to hide his discomfort, he pushed his face into Anelie's neck to begin biting intimately. "I rather like you being completely naked. Means I'm more in control." He said, placing a nice hickey on her skin after sucking a few moment. "In fact..." He added whilst he quickly reached over to click on his lamp with rested on a small beside table, smashed between the mattress and the wall beside it.
Her body seemed to glow in the dim lighting, shadows twisting over certains part of her in an elegant way. Her bra had been removed and tossed somewhere when he was down below, and his eyes lingered on that area for a moment or two. "Huh." He snorted, as if he weren't impressed- but, God, he was. Maybe he made that fact a bit obvious from the longing, eager kiss he pressed against her mouth quickly afterwards. He forced their tongues to mingle again, knowing she would taste herself on his lips. And just to please her further, Johnny parted from her mouth for a moment to pull his shirt over his head, throwing it aside. His torso was revealed, the shadows that played across him illuminating and giving tone to his sculpted abdomin and chest. His jeans and boxers sagged dangerously low, but he left that up to her to rid of.
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #5 on Apr 7, 2009, 10:14pm »
Rated R for content & language
pick up the phone and hear you saying dirty things to me , do what you wanna do , what you wanna do .
----- It was never hard to figure out that Anelie wasn't in sex just for herself. She was also into sex for the feeling of pleasuring her partner. And, she never let them drift asleep unsatisfied. Ever. She didn't care how much time it took. Like it mattered-- she had nothing to do the next day, so if it really took that long, she wouldn't have to worry about being late. Of course, it wasn't hard to figure out that whatever pleased her partner, pleased her as well. It was a win - win situation. And not just for her.
----- After almost losing it, even a tiny bit, after Johnny's lips pushed to her neck, and his teeth started to sink against her skin, Anelie gripped his bedding eagerly, trying her hardest not to ask him to put her out of her misery. No matter what, he was always pushing her to the very edge of her limits, and making her double guess herself. No one had been able to do such a thing in her entire life, apart from her younger Brother. It felt different, and left an uneasy knot in her stomach, though she had little time to let her thoughts linger on it as he spoke again. "Which is exactly what I'm talking about," Her eyelids clenched for a moment, catching her breath as he left the hickey innocently upon her skin, as if it wasn't anything but normal. That mark wouldn't leave her neck for about another week, making her his until it faded. Lovely. "Even it up, would you? It's not a fair fight unless we start out at the same line."
----- As soon as the light was flickered on, Anelie knew that he wasn't much of a fair fighter. Blinking against the brightness, she tried not to screw her face up from the unexpected change in the room. Since the room was so small, it was easy for the light to get around, only making it more blinding. Her eyelids opened all the way just in time to see his eyes linger on her bare breasts, surprised that her bra had disappeared? Maybe not. But he certainly was absorbed into her flesh, a look of lust and want mixed together. Something Anelie loved to see in a male's eyes while gazing at her, with or without clothes. His snort didn't catch her off guard. It was how Johnny played his games, like he wasn't interested. Not only did it make it easier for the next morning, but it also made the female put out more for him to take.
----- The kiss, Anelie had seen coming. The way their tongues seemed to melt with another's made it difficult for her to keep her eyelids open. She wanted to say it was almost passionate, but that wasn't what she felt. She felt longing within his lips, impatient desire that he was barely holding onto anymore. The fact that she could taste her own sweet nectar within his kiss only made her throb more, and for her end of the kiss to deepen. Her lips crashed harder against his own, the fingers that were lacing over his bed sheets tightened, and a soft moan pushed from her throat, just in time for him to pull back. What she hadn't seen coming, was him taking his own shirt off.
----- Eyes wide as she watched his torso become exposed, Anelie shuddered noticeably. Stretching out a hand, the one that wasn't captivated by his sheets, she pressed her fingers against his warm skin. Her lips parted as she dragged her nails slowly down his chest to his stomach, where they stopped just before the lining of his boxers started, followed by the even more sagged waistline of his jeans. Pulling her hand free, she moved it to his waist as well, and with ease, pushed him so that he was under her this time. Straddling his thighs, she undid the front of his pants fully and started to tear them down his legs, and completely off. Her hands quickly moved to start working on his boxers, before stopping completely. A devilish smile pulled over her lips as she slid a little bit more down his legs. Snatching the band on his boxers with her teeth, her hands helping her, she started to slowly pull them down, all the while staring up into his caramel, duo-eyes.
status: completed ! tagged: johnny . word count: 734 words. outfit:click . lyrics: cross my heart - marianas trench template to: KARI BEAR !? of caution 2.0
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #6 on Apr 7, 2009, 10:49pm »
What would happen, he wondered, after this was all said and done. Johnny knew by the end of the night, he was going to pass out from exhaustion and complete satisfaction. But what was to occur after the sun rose and it was another day with a one night stand imprinted on their history? There was always the issue of who woke up first. If Johnny did, it was up to him to shake the woman in his bed until she stirred, and then semi-politely ask her to leave. If she woke first, she could convienantly gather her clothes and depart. That was typically what these one time things were like, right? But what if she stayed?
Anelie was unlike any other. In a room of attractive girls, if he closed his eyes, he could pick her out of the crowd just by her kiss. Be it that the rest of her personality was just like any other girls, the way she was in bed, the way she grinded her hips during dirty dancing, the way her hand stroked his manhood was all unlike any other. Johnny had been impressed by a woman in the first time in history, blown away by what she was doing to him, and how much he was loving it.
Once his mind had returned to him, Johnny reacted to the sensation of nails pricking at his flesh. His chest heaved dramatically against Anelie's fingernails scratching down his torso. His head tilted back, watching the fan hanging from his ceiling by one or two wires. It's turning blades blew shadows across the room, alternate patterns of light and dark shifting over their faces. Time almost paused completely as Anelie pushed down his jeans. Johnny felt his body flutter with a bit of relief as his member became less restricted. Within moments though, he was tossed onto his back again, and he felt hair sprawling arcoss his abdomin as Anelie lowered herself. He felt her teeth against his felt, dragging down his boxers. Her mouth was so close to his shaft that he almost couldn't control himself from bucking into her face in a begging manner, but he didn't. He stayed calm, but he knew that bitch was going to try to drive him up the wall. He loved it.
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #7 on Apr 7, 2009, 11:49pm »
Rated R for content & language
pick up the phone and hear you saying dirty things to me , do what you wanna do , what you wanna do .
----- For once, Johnny was actually letting her take control, to be in the lead, and to call the shots. It was almost so surprisingly that she couldn't help but allow her thoughts to studder. But, this was most likely her only chance to take the lead without fighting for it. There was no way she was about to just, lay off, and let the opportunity go to waste.
----- After snagging his boxers off his legs, they were tossed aside as well. Anelie's eyes took their time to roam around his now bare body, taking in the details of his flesh. His bone structure was amazing, the way his golden skin pulled over his limbs was almost breathtaking. Though, Anelie was more distracted by what was fully out to play, now that she had completely found Johnny's weak points. After swallowing, and sucking in a small breath through her mouth, she inched closer again, not caring that she was almost trembling. She was so close to getting what she wanted. But there was no way she was losing this. Round one, they had both lost by default. But this round? Anelie was going to make him squirm until he gave in.
----- When she was comfortable, settled between his legs, Anelie leaned in a little closer and parted her lips. Softly blowing against his hardened member, she couldn't help but hold back a teasing grin. Johnny was going to hate her by the end of tonight. Extending a hand, she wrapped it around the base of his member and finally moved her head closer to him, deciding against her usual teasing. She could tease him in a much better, more appealing, way. Her tongue rolled slowly over the head of his erection, circling it. Her mouth moved along the side of his shaft, her tongue running delicately over his skin, before pulling back up to the head of his member.
----- Anelie's mindless teasing lasted a couple more minutes, before she finally took him within her mouth. Her tongue managed to work around his shaft as she started to move her head up and down swiftly, at first starting slow, then increasing the speed. The hand that was at the base of his member started to follow her hand, only adding onto the pleasure, teasing him where her mouth hadn't yet touched.
status: completed ! tagged: johnny . word count: 389 words. outfit:click . lyrics: cross my heart - marianas trench template to: KARI BEAR !? of caution 2.0
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #8 on Apr 8, 2009, 12:43am »
Foreplay was dragging them further and further into this insane tangle of sexual aggression. Johnny was getting high off their lust, adding to and pushing him deeper within his stupor that had been created by countless drinks. Everything was a blur, every touch and sensation of flesh to flesh felt hotter than usual, better than usual. His bed was a cloud, his room was a foggy dream. It was almost as if none of this was happening, from the moment they had left the club to now where they lay now, tossing each other across the bed. They were struggling to push one another to the edge, make them cry out, make them scream and beg for the great finale.
Johnny lay flat on his back, his eyes planted again on the fan and the way it made this whole ordeal seem so much more dirty. It was unexplainable, and such thoughts probably revealed how drunk he had become by this point. Maybe it was his unsatiable desire and want that had made him become so blank and still for the time being. He had let Anelie toss him onto his back simply because he had become paralyzed by his need for pleasure, for her turn to do him some kind of sexual favor. She had pushed him near the brink.
He felt her breath blowing across his shaft first, and then her hand clutching the base of him. Johnny's hips tilted upward, the muscles in his bare thighs visably tightening. He remained mostly emotionless, all up until the point he felt Anelie's tongue touch the head of his member. His muscles rippled, the shadows crawling elegantly over his body as he is head lolled back against the mattress. When she covered him with her mouth, Johnny's hands shot to her long brown locks, burying his fingers within. He pushed her head along with the motion, his teeth grinding loud enough to hear.
"You're a bitch." He growled, pleasure spreading through him, releasing some of the tension. His fingers tightened in her hair as his hips bucked upward, softly into her wet mouth.
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #9 on Apr 9, 2009, 1:49am »
Rated R for content & language
pick up the phone and hear you saying dirty things to me , do what you wanna do , what you wanna do .
----- Every encounter that Anelie had landed with someone on this tour hadn't been nearly this unexplainable. For once, the musician's mind was running out of creative ways to call this, to call Johnny. How the feeling was between them, and how she felt by herself about the situation. Everything was starting to cloud together, the hour they had spent at the club seeming like a couple minutes, while the ride to his apartment, and the time they were taking now only joined the couple minute feeling she was getting. Could something so sexual really feel less time consuming? Or maybe it was the fact that she was more focused on Johnny, than the time spent with him.
----- It was a useful skill to have when you were hooking up with someone for a night. To only think about what you were doing for them, rather than how long it was taking you. Even though Anelie was curious as to how long he'd last without either exploding in pleasure, or pinning her viciously down and making it completely hard for her not to give in. Would the time spent with Johnny matter in the morning at all? The question drifted over her thoughts as his hands pushed into her locks of hair, tangling and gripping near her scalp. She paid no mind to it, her head only increasing in speed as her thoughts completely took over.
----- He would expect her to wake up first, or at least hope that she would wake first, so she could gather herself, put her clothes back on, make herself look somewhat presentable (even if she knew she wouldn't be able to look decent after a rump with Johnny), and head back out into the public world to wish she had another night with him. And in all honesty, Anelie knew that if that were the case, she'd certainly be a bit flustered. Johnny was a one-in-a-kind man. He was a sleaze bag, an asshole, as well as an alcoholic. But he was also to the point with things, stated what he wanted, even if he didn't come out and say it in blunt words. He was the exact man that attracted Anelie, and not only for the sex, even if that was a huge part of it.
----- The words he gritted between his teeth pulled her from her thoughts, her mind coming back into tune with what her body was doing. It didn't take long to notice that he was almost completely trembling with pleasure. Of course, him calling her a bitch only added to the fact that he was barely holding on anymore. Slowly, and most likely annoyingly, Anelie pulled against the strain his hands on her head and she let him free again, knowing the cool rush from his fan against his wet shaft would get to him just as much as if she were still bobbing herself on him. "I try . . ." Pulling her hands up, she grabbed his hands and pulled from her hair, not caring for the small pain she felt whenever one of her strands got tangled around his finger. It only made her shudder and her back arch faintly. "You say that as if you're going to do something about it."
----- Of course, she said that rather smugly, and before he could say anything, or do anything, she was right back where she had been moments before her mouth had lifted. Though this time, she was taking more of him inside of her, her hand once again stroking what she hadn't yet pushed inside her mouth, her tongue working against the bottom of his member. As if to add onto the increasing pleasure, she softly moaned into him, knowing that the vibrations he had used against her would be just as good, or bad, against him. As a finishing touch, her extra hand rested on his left right thigh, her nails squeezing into his skin ever now and then, allowing the prickling pain to throb and pulse now and again before she did it once more. After a few grasps into his skin, she racked her nails down his leg sadistically, hoping he'd some how move his leg, give her the sick feeling of hurting him. It'd only make her thrive more to see what kind of monster she could unleash by the end of the night.
status: completed ! tagged: johnny . word count: 731 words. outfit:click . lyrics: cross my heart - marianas trench template to: KARI BEAR !? of caution 2.0
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #10 on Apr 9, 2009, 12:32pm »
Everyone knew there was that point of intoxication where everything moved ten times slower than it was happening. At the beginning of it all, when he was simply tipsy with just a few drinks in him, things had been occuring in fast-foward. From the moment he had met Anelie semi-innocently at the bar to the moment they had climbed drunkenly into his truck, everything was a fast moving blur. Shit faced, their movements seemed to lag, even though they were moving quite fast and eagerly, kissing, sucking, biting. Johnny lay silent in his stupor, on his back on the bed. Everything was matrix vision- the fan spinning slowly so that he could see each blade as it turned.
The pleasure was starting to consume him, bliss nearly blinding him as Anelie's lips remained wrapped tightly over his shaft. Johnny, being thick and long, filled her mouth quite nicely. He could feel everything from her tongue and the roof of her mouth, to the back of her throat and her teeth gently dragging on his sensitive skin. Johnny couldn't help but keep raising his hips every time Anelie bobbed her head downward. His fingers tore at her hair until he felt her pull his hands away. He took out a couple strands of chocolate brown in the process, and groaned unhappily at the sensation of cold air on his wet member. She only ceased long enough to talk before her mouth covered him again.
Johnny grunted in pain as her nails dragged down his thigh, his manhood immediatly throbbing inside her mouth. His muscles tensed, but he did not move his leg away, frankly because he had enjoyed it. His hands returned to her hair, pulling and tugging to cause her pain that would make her moan with pleasure. The way she was sucking on him was pulling him deeper into a state of numbness. He had just begun to feel like he was on the road to reaching his peak, and that's when he knew this round had to end. Anelie had to lose this, and he would make sure of it.
"Don't I always do something about it?" He muttered, pulling her head back roughly by her hair. He released himself from her lips and quickly pushed her onto her back. His lips caressed one of her nipples, his tongue flicking it teasingly as his hands lowered to push apart her thighs. He settled himself between her legs, the head of his erection pushing at her opening. They were both dripping wet from sweat, saliva and other bodily fluids pertaining to sex. "Tell me when you want it, Anelie." He said in a hushed voice, breath tickling her breasts. He pushed the head of him partially into her before pulling back, waves of good feeling plowing through his flesh. He bit down at her skin and begged she would give in soon.
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #11 on Apr 10, 2009, 7:06pm »
Rated R for content & language
pick up the phone and hear you saying dirty things to me , do what you wanna do , what you wanna do .
----- He hadn't given her the reaction she had wanted, but it was a reaction she could accept proudly nonetheless. The low grunt of pain that slipped from Johnny’s lips was almost enough to make her completely take him fully within her mouth, and for her hand to rack her hands over his skin even harder. Anelie wanted to smell his blood on her hand when she was done with him, and whenever her hand ran over his thigh, she wanted to feel the welts hours afterward. If anything, Johnny was going to either hate her the week afterward when his scratches were starting to fully heal, or he was going to want to do it all over again. Hopefully, he wouldn’t hesitate to get back in contact with her and force her to agree to another night with him. Of course, it wouldn’t be hard to convince her. Anelie was already ready to ask him to meet somewhere within the next week, but her gut told her not to. Let him be the one to play his cards.
----- The groan only encouraged her to continue. It was hard not to think about the lovely sounds he made, most of them already lodged within Anelie’s memory. It was going to be hard not to think about Johnny after their first encounter. But to be honest, Anelie didn’t see herself trying to forget about him. With her head working even faster than it had been before, her eyelids clenched and she concentrated on her “work”. Not that it was actually stressful, or something she didn’t want to do. Anelie was more than happy to oblige such a task. And it wasn’t like she wasn’t going to get some kind of reward for her work, either, which only made her want to continue faster. To break him down, and make the next move. She’d be damned if she let him win this by pulling herself into his lap. What kind of tease would she be if she were practically throwing herself at him with a whine in her throat and a begging expression?
----- As his voice chimed into her ears, she was about to pull back and give him a smart assed comment back, though his hands within her hair had her vocals occupied. As he roughly pulled her from his member, a hiss of painful pleasure left her lips, her eyelids clenching even harder as she was thrown onto her back. With a soft groan, she raised a hand to push within her hair, trying to remember when hair pulling had become such a turn on, and when it had started to hurt so much. Not that pain wasn’t a good thing. Before she could even mention that she wasn’t a fragile doll, and he could bruise her up a little bit, his lips were on her breast and her eyelids ere snapping open. Anelie had forgotten just how sensitive a nipple could be if toyed with the right way. Her toes curled, and her teeth gripped her bottom lip as she sucked in a breath to prevent from crying out with ecstasy.
----- Johnny’s settling between her thighs had only made her realize how much she was really losing this game. They could have a rematch later, right? Johnny didn’t seem like one to turn down a challenge, and that’s exactly what a rematch was. Not tonight, however. Anelie didn’t think she could handle Johnny twice in a row just yet. Feeling his erection start to slip inside of her, her lips gasped and her hands gripped at the bedding once more, her eyes staring up towards the ceiling, catching the waves of the fan’s shadows. But he pulled out before she could grow used to the throbbing warmth. It was torturous. Panting, her eyes moved to stare up at him, her lips parted. The way he said her name was enough to make her groan. Without words, her hips moved upwards, catching the head of him again, and forcing him inside of her a couple inches deeper that he had pushed himself. Her chest heaved from the exploding sensation. Breathing out a large breath, Anelie finally looked him square in the face and gave him a sexy growl under her breath. "I’ve wanted it ever since I laid my eyes on you, asshole.” Her tone was edgy, but thriving with lust and the need to be given release. Pulling herself up to his ear, she wrapped one of her arms around his neck, nails digging into the side of his shoulder as she nuzzled against his ear. “Fuck me, Johnny.”
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Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #12 on Apr 10, 2009, 9:02pm »
The game was like a scale. The more sexual tension, frustration, and lust that you put on the scale, the more it was weighed down and the lower it went. That was Anelie at this point, squirming beneath him on his blanketless mattress. Somehow the sheets had wound up scattered across the floor in their romp of foreplay, only a corner of the fabric still remained clinging to the bed. He realized at this point that the game was nearly over, he was hovering over her, his member pulsing and nearly exploding, and not in the good way, from the strain that was being put on it.
The apartment Johnny rented, the one they were about to fornicate in at this very moment, was quite old. Sometimes, it creaked at night, and the fan barely circulated any air into the room, causing a thin layer of sweat to cover the two naked bodies on the bed, and the sex hadn't even begun yet. The shower still ran hot when someone flushed the toilet, and the floors and walls were thin enough to hear people fucking in the next room. That would be what Johnny's neighbors would be treated to tonight. The noise that they would be making, or the noises he would me making her make, rather.
The plan had been to make Anelie lose her composure, get her grip to falter until she began to pant and scream. That had been the plan, but the more he teased the vixen beneath him, the more Johnny felt himself begin to tear from the inside out. He wanted to badly to thrust himself into her and just go from there. But he was the sorest loser you would ever know. Even when he had let himself slide into her just a bit, how pleasure and intensity had swept over him like a tidal wave, he forced himself to keep control. Just keep control.
His dark hair dangled in front of his face, partially blocking his view from Anelie as she lay there and clawed longingly at his body, clawing at the bed. When she replied to him, her words made Johnny's mind crackle and pop. It was coming nearer to the end of this stupid, torturous game, and when Anelie lifted her hips to impale herself onto him, it was a done deal. Johnny lowered a hand to clench harshly at her thigh, and before she had uttered the last syllable of his name, he pushed his entire member into her.
Relief exploded through him, and he felt so much lighter, and the pain of blue balls was slowly fading with every millisecond he spent inside her. Upon his entrance, Johnny had grasped a handful of her hair with his other hand and groaned once, loudly, into her neck. He generally wasn't very vocal during sex, but she had forced him to show his want and greed for her body through a few noises that leaked through his lips. This was the loudest he had gotten, and the loudest he would ever be for her again, he swore.
Johnny's hips pushed hard against hers, until he nearly felt their bones grinding bare against each other. It took just a moment after the shock subsided until he fell into the rhythm of love-making, his member drilling into her deeper and deeper each time he thrusted. Her body felt amazing, and the inside of her felt like silk wrapped around his manhood. His fingers pulled at her hair sexually, nails dragging down her thigh as he thrusted himself in and out of her at a beginner's pace. He wanted her to beg for the speed she wanted, and he would make her bleed if he had to.
Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #13 on Apr 11, 2009, 3:42am »
Rated R for content & language
pick up the phone and hear you saying dirty things to me , do what you wanna do , what you wanna do .
----- Naturally, with the surprise of his thrust, Anelie’s last syllable of his name was uttered within a loud cry of surprised pleasure. Never had she expected Johnny to be so rough with the first thrust of the night. She, like most would’ve figured with her, thought that he would’ve taken it painfully slow, drive them both crazy until one of them gave up and rocked their hips harder into the other. Yes, it was torturous, but it was also another extension of the game they had been playing. Who would break first, mentally and physically? It wasn’t hard to think back to it, however, the fact that Johnny had just rushed in like that. He had taken a lot more sexual tension than she had, and she had been almost crying from how much it hurt to wait. Anelie wouldn’t be able to relate to the pain his loins had felt.
----- His hold on her thigh was easily forgotten as his hand pushed within her hair, and grabbed a mass full of her strands and pulled. His hot breath against her neck seemed to drive every sensation she was feeling out for a moment, however. The loud groan that he served in her ear caused a gasp of her own, loving the way his vocals seemed to rumble with sexual desire. And it was all for her. Deep inside, she knew she couldn’t help but feel smug. Who wouldn’t? Taking a grip against his back, her nails seeking his tight skin near his spin to claw and grind them into, only returning the favor his hand was currently doing with her hair. There’s no love without hate, she had once heard. It was impossible to feel pain without pleasure, and pleasure without pain. And for people who enjoyed both, it only made the experience a hell of a lot more interesting.
----- As the motion was picked up, and Johnny’s hips were starting to make their way back and forth from her own, Anelie’s throat let out a moan every time he slid back into her. Her mind was far off, didn’t even know that she was moaning until after she realized that her mouth was partly opened. Tightening her grip on the skin near his spine with her nails, she pushed herself into him a couple times, trying to work out a plan within her mind. She wanted to be on top. She wanted to be the one calling some of the shots, if nor all. Of course, she knew she’d have to fight Johnny for dominance, but that was a fun task. A rough task. Something she’d enjoy just as much as being on top of him.
----- A growl pushed from the back of her throat when she felt his nails dig into her thigh, another sensitive spot. Unlike most females, she had more than just one sensitive spot. Her neck was the first major one, without actually “touching” her. Her thighs were another key point to hit. The last two that she had, well, that she was aware of having, was her stomach as well as her wrists. It was hard to understand as to why, but for some reason, no matter what she did, someone always ended up touching one of her key spots and completely made her tremble, most of the time not even meaning to. But Anelie would never let Johnny know anything that he could use against her. More so than what he already knew, of course. He already knew too much about her sexual kinks, and she knew too little of his own. They had to even it up before she gave away even more of her own to him.
----- The beginner’s pace was agitating. Anelie’s teeth gripped her bottom lip, her eyelids closing, as her head sunk back into the mattress. Inhaling, she whimpered loudly and tried her best to maintain a “game face”. But it was so hard, wanting something, and it being right there, in arms reach. She knew that he wanted her to beg. It was written all over his actions. But that would only make her fall further into his trap. Without realizing it, she muttered his name under her breath twice, as if his thrusts had broken her off from completing her sentence. Before realizing it, her harsh tone was pushing from her lips between moans and inhales of hair, making hissing noises of pleasure. “You thrust like a pansy, Johnny. Maybe I shouldn’t have expected so much, eh?” Opening her eyelids, she glared up at him with a sexual deprived hatred. Pulling her arms from his back, she quickly shoved them onto his shoulders, glad that he was thrown off balance. Before he could react, and push her back down, she was pinning his wrists above his head at the end of the bed. Her hips slowly lowered onto him again, her breathing picking up as she dug her nails into his wrists. Her hips rocked, her stomach waving as she bucked her hips slowly, his member still deeply inside of her. It was like she was dancing, though her reward wasn’t a payment in money.
----- Lowering herself, her breasts pressing against his own bare chest, her hips grew faster and harder as they rocked into his own, her teeth gripping against his neck, giving him a hickey like he had given her. She wanted to see what his reaction would be, mainly. The fact that her mark was now staining his skin wasn’t much of an issue for her. Didn’t care if he’d hate it or not. To be honest, Anelie was all up for finding things to piss him off to make him grow angry, and to treat her like a rag doll. The harder the better.
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Re: round two [Anelie] « Reply #14 on Apr 20, 2009, 8:04pm »
As relieved as he was to finally have entered her, the sexual frustration was still not over yet. For the time being, his body was moving in long, lingering strokes over hers, his member slipping in and out at a pace that wasn't pleasing either of them, but instead making them both deliriously hungry for harder, rougher sex. It wasn't very often that Johnny found himself messing around with someone who could actually take his pounding thrusts and cruel biting and hair pulling. Many women would request a slower pace- and God forbid virgins. But the longer he remained teasing her, the more anxious Anelie seemed to become, bucking up into him, begging for more.
Johnny continued for a moment longer at his torturous, teasing thrusts where he would slide out and pause at her opening every so often. He could see the sweat accumulating above Anelie's brow, and feel his own as well. He saw her irritation, and grinned as she itched to take action and bring this thing into her own hands. Johnny bit at his lower lip with anticipation, the urge to ram himself deeply inside of her was biting at his heels, pulling his hips downward into her. He could nearly hear Anelie's inner screams for him to rid of his gentleness. And then the tables turned.
Letting himself fall onto his back, Johnny's hands gripped her thighs to keep her steady overtop him as she settled. She speared herself on him, and as her body lowered to consume him completely, his head dropped back. Her slight insult made him grin and itch to prove her wrong. "Fuck you" He muttered, carelessly. Within moments, the vixen was rocking back and forth on him, riding him into the mattress in a way that made the bed shake. Her speed increased as he allowed her to have control, and he only let her do so because the pleasure that was spreading through him. Each wave of bliss that rolled over him as Anelie bucked her hips made Johnny lift his hips into her at a faster and faster pace. His nails gripped at her thighs, and then moved to her hips to help rock her faster on his member.
When she lowered herself so that their bare chests were resting against each other, Johnny let himself kiss her before his hands roughly made her sit back up. He bounced his hips, forcing her into a bobbing motion, her womanhood sliding up and down his shaft. He gripped her tightly, his body thrusting upwards to meet her on the way down. His hands forced her to sit down onto him harder and faster, until he finally couldn't handle being beneath her anymore.
If it was a rag doll treatment she wanted, then it was rag doll treatment she got. Johnny, being significantly stronger, rolled the pair of them with ease. Anelie on her back again, he made her the bitch, his rough hands taking her wrists to pin them back against the pillows. He bucked harshly into her core, feeling her warmth cling around him as he filled her completely. His pace was rough and quick, something to please her, material to rock her world.
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