Saturday, May 24, 2014

Naughty, Naughty....

From Emma Paul's Short Story Collection...  Warning! This post is so hot, it's advisable to keep a fire extinguisher handy ...


Inez ran back to her office. She made it in the nick of time. Looking at the clock over the door, she had only about five minutes to fix her makeup and brush her hair. Not wasting another second, Inez ran across the room, nearly knocking over the file tray on the edge of the desk in her haste. She caught the files before they hit the ground, set them back neatly on the tray and darted into the bathroom and closed the door.

It took only a few seconds for her to fix her eyeliner and apply a little lip-gloss. Putting the makeup back in her purse, she rummaged around and found her hairbrush. A few quick strokes, a crimp here and there with her hand and she was done.
She heard the door to the office open and shut. He was here. Her lower belly clenched with tiny knots of anticipation. The delightful feeling soon trickled lower swelling her sex, making her wet.

Noon on Fridays was her favorite time of the day. Feeling increasingly giddy, Inez paused before opening the bathroom door, reached beneath her skirt and removed her undies. She then unbuttoned her blouse until her lacy white push up bra and her ample cleavage peeked through.

She felt hot, sexy. Wetness leaked from her pussy making her squeeze her thighs together in order to temper her rapidly growing arousal.

She held back a groan, opened the door and stepped out to face Byron. He was leaning back on the edge of the desk with his arms crossed over his beautifully muscled chest. His handsome face brightened with a smile. The man was too sexy for words. That dark olive complexion, finely chiseled body and perfect masculine face reminded Inez of a Greek God.

Mine... It was the only word she could coherently think of at that very moment. He had pulled his hair back into a ponytail and it made her pout. She preferred his hair down. Her fingers itched to run through those black silken strands. God, she loved his hair, loved feeling it on her thighs as he ... She licked her lips, “Mmmm, I brought that file you asked for.” she spoke with that breathlessness he always caused whenever they were alone.

He smiled, lifting one side of his lips in that sexy way that made her insides boil. His eyes locked with hers, then slowly traveled down her body and then back again. She felt the intensity of his stare, like an electric current pulsing through her. When Byron's eyes met hers again, she saw the raw possessive passion burning in his dark brown irises.

Her knees went weak. Inez had to lean against the door in order to help support her weight. Tiny tremors seized her lower belly and traveled lower turning into small tingling pulsations.

Byron's smile broadened. He pushed himself off the desk and stalked slowly towards her. His eyes were half lidded. He licked his lips and placed his hands flat against the door above her head on either side. His Six foot two inch frame forced her to look up at him. He hovered over her and she felt tiny, vulnerable.

His undeniable dominance was made quite clear and made her already eager body more needy. Her breathing got heavier. Her tummy quivered and she bit her lower lip to keep from whimpering her frustration. She was desperate for him to touch her.

He chuckled low, knowing that she waited desperately for it. Finally, he bent his head and captured her lips in a soul shattering kiss. When his tongue swept into her mouth, she met it with enthusiasm, loving his flavor, reveling in it. It wasn't long before they were locked in a tight embrace.

His hands slid down her back to her ass. He squeezed, lifting and tilting her pelvis against the big bulge she had noticed earlier. The fabric of his slacks did nothing to hide the hard length of his erection. Inez couldn't help herself. Pressing against him as much as possible, she began to roll her hips needing to feel his cock where she wanted it most, even if it was through their clothes.

Byron, abruptly pulled back. His teeth were clenched and the look of savage lust twisted his perfect face. With a growl, he effortlessly picked Inez up and put her over his shoulder. A few steps later she found herself lying on her belly on top of the desk.

Bryon leaned over her grinding his hard on against her ass. “Damn you, I wanted to go slow, but you ... damn you! I'm gonna fuck you hard, deep ...” he bit her neck then backed away.

“Get that ass up, keep your head and shoulders glued to that desk …do it!”
His demanding voice vibrated through her. Her pussy spasm releasing a rush of cream, wetting her inner thighs. Eagerly, she lifted her ass as high as she could while keeping her shoulders and head on the desk.

She held onto the edge of the desk in a white knuckle grip and waited. It wasn't long before Inez felt Byron's hand slide up the inside of her thighs. His fingers reached her puffed up labia,

“Oh naughty girl,” he groaned, then in a swift motion her skirt was ripped in half, exposing her upturned ass to him, “oh baby, that pussy looks so sweet.”

Byron's deep, throaty voice told her that he was as ready as she was to join their bodies. She heard a zipper and some rustling of clothes. Then his warm big hands grabbed her hips. Not able to help it, Inez let out a breathless moan. She spread her legs as far as the position would allow.

His fingers dipped into her pussy, “Oh yeah, so wet...”

It was the last thing he said before she felt the head of his cock at her vaginal opening. She braced herself.

Byron drove forward, filling her to bursting in one, swift motion. Inez cried out, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me ... ahhh please ...”

Byron growled and began to pound away. He impaled her over and over, wringing cries of sheer bliss from her throat. Inez could do nothing but feel the incredible friction Byron's big dick created as it slid along her inner walls. She felt every thick inch of him with every stroke. The pressure built in her lower abdomen, sending waves of tingling contractions rolling down her vaginal walls.

Inez was floating in ecstasy. Byron's hips pummeled her from behind fast and deep. She heard him groan with each upward stroke. His fingers dug into the fleshy part of her hips as his body drove her even faster, harder.

When the first quivers began to climb inside her sex, Inez cried out,

“Oh God, Byron, Byron ... I'm going to cum ... oh yes, yes, yes...right there, oh baby ... here I cum … AAAAHHHHH!”

The mind numbing spasms hit her with such force that Inez, swore she was dying from the intense pleasure. Each rolling wave of rapture sent pulsing shock-waves all the way to the tips of her toes. Every inch of her body seemed to respond with avidity. Her whole body had become an eager receptacle for Byron's demanding passion.

As the final tremors settled into a sweet lull, Inez felt her body slowly descend to that place of complete and utter satisfaction. Byron's roar of completion sounded distant as his body convulsed atop hers. He too came down depleted and in that too relaxed state of I-don't-give-a-fuck-if-I-ever-come -back-to-reality.

He only moved to shift his weight off of Inez's smaller frame, by lifting up and supporting his upper body with his muscled arms. Inez found the little bit of energy to turn onto her back. She lay on top of the desk, her knees bent and splayed wide, not caring about the naughtiness of her position.

Byron smiled lovingly at her. He bent his head and brushed his lips on hers. After a few more kisses, he brushed her hair from her forehead and traced the contour of her cheek with his finger.

“That was the best nooner we've had in a while.”

Inez smiled, and stretched her arms over her head arching her back, “Mmmhmmm, it sure was ... but ...” she used her hand to push him further back, so she could lift herself up on her elbows. She looked at him and winked, “... it's still your turn to pick up the kids!”

Byron laughed.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Spring is here...Love is in the air!

Starting off our week long Spring Love short stories series is this sweet little tale by our very own Master of Fantasy,  Paula Shene...
Chloe's Challenge

By Paula Shene

Hisssss….rrrroaw. Where the…,” Alex twisted at landing, aware of needing to look for danger spots.
I see you Alex.  Your body is solidifying! We’re in some sort of portal.  I know this is difficult for you to understand,… never mind, believe,… but those were Saturn’s Enceladus forces that attacked us. When that front soldier hit you with his revolving weapon you were spun into his orbit.”
Chloe was in distress, but knew she must appear calm or her mate would attack rashly if he was cornered. “Alex, Darling, Sweet Claws… Listen to me, while you can hear me,  I cannot hear you... But I can read your lips!  Slowly,.. slowly,… please. Your orbiting rate is more than twice here.  Now, tell me where your hiding place is located on that pigeon dung ball.”
This was a time of intense pressure for Chloe and for Alex.  Becoming parents was an unexpected gift, but it was putting a heavy burden both mentally and physically upon them. This was bound to crimp their fighting ways.  Being in the middle of a war that seemed interminable was not helping their determination, especially since Alex and Chloe were Apollo mates so being separated was a wrenching experience.
“I am hiding like a puling kitten because our babies are due in two days!  How by all the shades of Civet am I to face my phalanx when you get me back? You better get reading faster on how to pull me back into our realm!  Dear Mighty Carnivore, woman!”
Stop! You’re hissing again because you’re in a corner - claws!  How do you think I feel? Aaaoooowww! The kits are moving as if they’re jockeying for space in a crowded room.” 
Chloe dragged deeply,before continuing, “The only thing calming my stomach is this pipe combination you made for me.   Mayhap, a sniff of the nip, I gave you would calm you down?  And, can you not see, I’m working as quickly as possible?”
Scanning the battle plans and plotting coordinates with today being her last rotation before Kitleave, she needed Alex back. She could see he needed more incentive to stay calm, but knew he would not want to appear weak, she continued, “As you were being pulled out of our dimension, we lost three of our most valiant warriors.
Their daughters and son are now on the front lines taking their places; they’re not mewling about it, this is an element of our life, you know this. Now soothe your spirit and tell me where you are, not how you feel. We’ll deal with that part when you’re back.”
As Chloe took another deep draw, waiting for Alex to tell her the specifics of his coordinates, she realized Alex was closer than either of them could imagine.  She did not need to locate his magnitude, she just needed to... Oh, Mighty Carnivor!...
“Sheathe those weapons my own sweet Kazza.  Ha!  I told you, I was working fast.  Now what do you say, Smooth Claws?”
Alex swiftly reached for Chloe, “Let me hold you.  Oh dear Mighty Carnivore, you feel glorious ... Umm ...Want to rumble?”
“Claws!  All you toms think about is a roll in the …  Ummmm... Whew, hold that thought.”
Chloe was proud of how she was able to snap Alex back so quickly and was a little, no, a lot miffed. He did not seem to care how he got back, just wanted to get it on.  Heh, mayhap he should be gibbed.  That would slow him down and … But that would mean no more kits after this birthing.
“I’m sorry my Toitoi lady, but you set my claws to flexing and my purr to roars.  How did you get me back so soon?  I didn’t even tell you in what corner I was held up.  But, come, snuggle closer … I think so much better with your smoothness .. Umm ... Leaning against me ... Oh the kits moved!  Tell me, it’s not time!”
“Alex … you are incor… you are… ummm… Later.  You were glowering at me, telling me to hurry, but I knew I was not able.  The wording in our Kattrack is extremely strict.  That is why you were picked for me and me for you.  I know we fought against it, but it was the Mighty Carnivore that brought us together, not actually the Felidae.  They were only instruments.  Are you listening?  Stop with the nips!  Listen to me!”
Alex stretched out and eyed her with his honey colored orbs.  He realized that she had a need to talk, even though he had already figured out what she had done; she was wearing their wedding headdress, sacred to their Clowder.  
They were two parts of a whole, and while she was the green one at getting things accomplished, she also had the ability fiercely to fight for what she wanted and loved; he was endued with this incredible mate and claws, that’s just what he wanted to do.  
Well, she’d soon have it told, and he’d get on with getting her purr rumbling.   “Go on then, my sweets … tell me,” Alex softly murmured.
Chloe took a deep breath, “The Kattrack says we are One.  One!  So, all I needed to pull you back was to touch the … Apollo rings and snap - back you would be by my side!  Of course, that only works as long as The One, are truly One.”
Alex’s smoldering look gave her the courage to continue,  “I was not sure. You don’t seem to think that ‘Kattrap’ as you name it but …”
His tongue tickling Chloe’s ear, he pulled back to gaze, allowing her to see the intense ardor, “How can you doubt my love for you?  With every nibble and purr I am telling you, my lady, my life, and soon to be mother of my kits, you are my green eyed tigress and my fellow warrior throughout this life and beyond.”
True to Alex’s word, Chloe’s challenge was met, never to lose its brightness. Her life was abundantly filled with laughing, love, and family. There would always be enemies in and out of the Star ways to be faced, but those battles, they fought and vanquished as One.