Hi. This is a new story that contains all kinds of different ideas that I feel like I have to write down, but don't have any stories to put them into. It's a series of one shots, lemons, dark ideas, cute fluffiness, etc.
Basically anything goes. If you have an idea of something you'd like to see between whichever set of characters (whether it's female/female, male/male, female/male. . . I don't discriminate), just PM me and give me the details, and I'll have that done ASAP :)
Anyway, this one is between Edward and Bella, though there's not much to it. Enjoy.
She lay on her stomach, holding on to a fluffy pillow. His legs were on the outside of hers, but still, he entered her, smoothly, his cock hard and hot, and her pussy wet and waiting.
She groaned into the pillow, and his body covered her own, his chest to her back. As he thrust forcefully into her, she pushing back her ass, helping him thrust into her. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, and she yelped, but arched her back, turning her head to look at him. She locked gazes with this man, his green eyes penetrating her muddy, dark brown orbs. She opened her mouth and he kissed her, his tongue taking over, fighting hers for dominance.
His other hand slid down her shoulder, grabbing her breast, pulling and pinching her nipple into a hard, pointed peak.
"I like it when you fuck me like this," she said to him, his mouth hot against hers. His fingers found hers, entwining and clinging onto them, thrusting hard and rough in and out of her wetness. He reveled in the sounds she made, making his own to tell her how much he liked fucking her. Because he couldn't help but want to fuck her all the time. He didn't like when she teased him.
His thrusts were strong and prominent, and she felt like she was going to explode. She wanted to turn around, to cling her legs around his waist and let him in deeper, watch his face as he fucked her like no other man could. She wanted him to come all over her tits, and watch as she dragged her fingers through the scorching white liquid and lick it off her fingers.
And he felt her body want his that way. He climbed off of her, and she turned her body around, lying on her back, letting her legs fall open. He ducked down and she cried out when his tongue flicked over her clit, her legs tightening around his shoulders.
He kissed a hot, sexy trail up her body and plunged inside of her. She cried out and his stomach tightened with blatant desire, and he leaned down and kissed the woman that lay so willingly before him, thrusting in and out of her, deeper and deeper until he couldn't anymore, until he was pounding her into the mattress, and she was digging her nails into the skin of his forearms.
Her fingers flew to his hair and she opened her mouth to welcome his tongue, the taste of him dancing across her senses. Her tongue slid across his, and she tightened her legs around his waist when she felt his hands leave her tits and find her clit, rubbing hard, in tight little circles.
He liked the sounds she made; they satisfied his ego. His cock was buried inside of her, his body surrounded by the shackles of her arms and legs.
"I'm coming," he told her, his lips a feather light brush across her own, but she didn't care. She just screamed, literally, when she climaxed, shuddering and shaking, clenching around him. He kept thrusting inside of her until his orgasm hit him, coming inside of her, calling out her name.
She lay back, spent from a night of fucking.
He laid next to her, kissing her neck, her tits, licking and biting her nipples, until she cried out from a mixture of pain and pleasure, until he was hard again, until she begged for him to fuck her like the dirty whore she was.
Please review :)
