"Bianshay by Request"
This chapter is based on part of the orgy scene from "sense8" on Netflix, season one episode 6 at about 32 minutes into the episode (If you're interested!). It's the perfect complement to Bianshay…
Rate M for Mature.
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"Alright Miss Selfie, where do you want me?"
"Under those covers with me."
"Naked?"
"But of course!"
She smiles excitedly to take this naked selfie of us and I comply because it makes her happy and her happiness is contagious.
"On the count of three. Ok, one, two, three…"
"Naked selfie!"
Click…
Chapter 38: House of Secrets
New Year's Day, January 1, 2014
Bianca POV
I'm lying on my stomach, my head facing away from Shay with my left cheek against the mattress, no pillow. It's more comfortable this way. My left arm is relaxed, extended against the side of my body while my right arm is bent slightly under my ribcage with my hand snuggled near my shoulder. I'm completely naked. I've succumbed to Shay's being naked while at home philosophy. And I have to admit sleeping in the nude is very comfortable and calming. My hair is splayed across my bare back and I no longer feel the sheets on my upper body. I must've pushed them off me during the night…or she did. My eyebrow cocks even in my sleep!
I'm sleeping rather lightly because I know its morning but I don't feel like opening my eyes just yet until…
My hair is pushed to the side so her torso can rest against my bare back and I can feel that she has on a tank top or something. She must've gotten cold during the night. Her chin rests on my tired shoulder while her leg drapes over my hips in such a way so she can rub into me…
"'Morning," I say muffled against the mattress as the weight of her body has awakened me.
"Good morning," she rubs and rests atop my naked back caressing my sleepy arms with her fingertips.
"'Mm," I manage with tired voice, "my baby's back to feeling herself again."
She keeps rubbing and caressing and speaks with a morning husk, "Mm, I don't know if it's the fact that I have a few months away from PLL and you aren't filming anything at the moment."
She nibbles my earlobe and I can't help but, "Mm," while she's talking.
She places her hand on my shoulder and turns me over. My arms reach behind me for a quick stretch and stay bent, resting one above my head and one next to it. Her lips immediately find mine for a kiss, a very sexy morning kiss…
My body is exposed to the cool morning air greeting Shay with firming nips. She supports herself on her elbow, caressing me just below my breast, over my nipples and up and down my fleshy side. Her bent leg rests firmly over my waist, keeping me how she wants me….
"Or," she kisses my lips over and over. "I'm laying here in our bedroom thinking about our impending nuptials."
I smile and giggle, then, "Mm," softly as I wipe the sleepies from my eyes. "So you really want to do this earlier than planned."
She settles next to me with her hand tangled in her wild mane and her bent elbow supporting her, "I do. I want to wake up like this all the time but in a more official capacity. I want everyone to know that you belong to me. Like that guy last night you used to date who tried to kiss you a happy new year."
I look up at the ceiling still waking up, still removing the sleepies from the corners of my eyes laughing.
"So, I belong to you, hey? I like it. And that guy," I laugh some more.
"What was his name?"
"Khalil."
We both laugh as her lips kiss and kiss mine, over and over.
"Khalil," she laughs, kissing me again and again.
And I, "Mmhm," her while she gets on top of me.
Our eyes close and our lips seal perfectly, my other senses heighten as I can smell the scent of our sex from just a few hours ago…
"Enough about Khalil," she laughs for a quick second and turns into a woman whose intentions are to make me forget anyone but her…
She rises up ripping the sheet from between us. Her panties fly off as well as her tank top leaving her as naked as I am beneath her…
Her nipples caress my ribcage settling into me, while my arms reach casually behind my head and our lips become one again…
She pulls away ever so slightly, my bottom lip rests between hers while our eyes open looking lovingly at one another, and we're smiling because we both know what's coming next…
She rasps slowly against my lips, "I—am—gonna—make—love—to—you."
My eyelids flutter, feeling heavy from her sensuousness. Our breathing escalates and I feel as though we're on something, something wonderful, something better than any pill you could buy or be prescribed, something only love can supply…
My mouth naturally falls open and hers stays right with it. Our lips crash and our tongues get wetter and wetter inside each other's oral haven…
She wastes no time kissing down my body to my excited pussy. My eyes close, my back arches slightly and her mouth kisses and sucks in a way that only lovers can know how to please…
My clit firms up and her tongue flicks quickly over it. My eyes roll into the back of my head letting me feel every sensation she's bringing to me. It's good, it's so, so good!
My body responds with a flood of my love as she licks and sucks me until she's tasted all of me. Her lips kiss up my body to my lips. Her hands connect with mine, lacing our fingers, returning my hands above my head. She holds them firmly down on the mattress while she kisses me with pure unadulterated ecstasy…
She rubs me with her pussy while she kisses me with her mouth. It's like all these different Shays are making love to me. And all these different mes are making love to Shay…
From sweet, to sensuous, to sexy to fucking…it's mind blowing!
She pushes herself up just enough to get the leverage she needs to fuck my pussy and I make sure to thrust up and force the friction between us. If this is Shay and I making love as an unmarried couple I can only imagine what our honeymoon might be like. This thought incites a moan from me that's long and sex-ay. And it only makes Shay quicken her fucking making us both a typhoon of desire…
We explode simultaneously, me still on my back, and Shay still on top of me. We let out a breath of relief as we cum with a thunderous orgasm. We're both smiling and kissing, giving our bodies a chance to come down from the natural high we are for each other…
We can't stop kissing, it's just too surreal to let go…
Then she smiles with a giggle and says, "Khalil, huh?"
And I laugh, "Baby, Khalil's got nothin' on you."
She settles into me resting her head on my shoulder. My arms wrap around her, holding her close.
"Good morning Shay," I say.
She looks up at me giggling with a wide smile on her face, "Good morning Bianca."
"I love you."
"Oh, B, I love you. And I want to show you all the time how much I do."
"Well, that was a great start."
We both giggle, our bodies shaking against each other's.
"I'm glad you seduced me this morning."
"Oh yeah, why's that?"
"Because I have that live tweeting thing I agreed to for my movie."
"Mm, I can't wait to watch it with you. I bet you're sex-ay as all hell in it."
"You'll have to wait and see. And remember I'm tweeting so you can't try to seduce me during it, in other words, no watching it naked."
"Moi?" She leans against her elbow with her hand over her naked breasts.
"Yeah you."
"I'll be good until it's over then I'm going to be really naughty," her eyebrow pops and I know she intends to fuck me again tonight. And I'm more than happy to comply because, well, because I like naughty Shay…
Tweets and a movie…
She walks over to the couch carrying a bowl of popcorn and a bottle opener in her hands with Chardonnay tucked under one arm and two glasses tucked under the other.
I get up to help her, "Let me have those glasses before you drop them."
"Thanks."
She puts the popcorn on the coffee table next to the glasses and opens the bottle of Chardonnay pouring one for each of us.
"How's the live tweeting going?"
"It's good. The fans are excited. It's actually kind of fun talking to them."
"It is fun. I enjoy it too. As a matter of fact, I think I'll tweet you a question," she says with a wicked smile on her face.
"Shay, you better keep this PG."
"Don't worry," her thumbs type quickly on her phone, "I direct messaged you."
"Oh, let's see," I smile a closed mouth smile, not trusting her one bit!
She leans into me with popcorn in hand grinning from ear to ear.
"Okay Shay, what did you say?"
I read what she wrote out loud, "So, are we gonna fuck or what?"
I laugh, tossing my head back and when I regain my senses I look into her eyes, mesmerizing her. I can see the change in her posture as she's waiting for my response, "Or what?"
She puts the popcorn bowl down on the coffee table, "Anything you want."
"I'll think about it," I sip my Chardonnay.
"Bianca!"
"It's starting, shush," I reach for her glass and hand it to her.
I'm leaning against the arm of the couch with my legs extended in front of me and Shay tucked neatly in between me and the back cushions, leaning into me. My arm sneaks around her waist resting on her hip. Hmm, maybe I'll get a little frisky during the movie as I unbutton her jeans.
"Whaddaya doing?" She looks up at me smiling.
"Nothing, shh, watch the movie," I wink.
"Can you tweet with one hand?"
"I can, smart ass."
We laugh and watch the movie while my hand navigates her sexiness, but still, she manages to pay attention and ask questions. Not that's hot!
"That girl who plays your best friend—"
"Stephanie Jacobsen, what about her?"
"I love her accent, Australian, right?"
"Yep. I could listen to her talk all day."
"Oh really, is that all?" she looks up at me.
"What do you mean?"
"She's hot. You two look like you could be really close friends."
"Jealous?"
"Maybe."
I feel the need to distract her from her mind creating these crazy scenarios so I slip my hand into her pants.
"I thought you said no seducing," she mmm's.
"I said you are not to seduce me."
"Oh. I see." More mmm's as I reach down stroking her already moist pussy.
She reaches for the table to put her Chardonnay down without disrupting my rhythm. She unzips her jeans and wiggles partly out of them. I pull my hand back as the commercials end.
"Bianca!"
"What? I want you to watch?"
"And I want your hand on my pussy," she takes it, forcing it back into her pants and of course I comply. I'm gentle with her. I don't want her to cum; I want her to watch the movie.
She follows the tweets on her phone as I tweet one-handed for obvious reasons.
My hand pulls up to the top of her slit, not wanting to distract her from the action unfolding before her on screen.
"I would really like it lower," she wriggles beneath my hand.
"Later, or maybe I should stop altogether."
"No, no, where it is, is fine."
I'm trying desperately to follow the conversations on screen.
"Do you realize how often you eye sex in this?"
"What?"
"I think we should watch it again but we'll turn it into a game."
"A game?"
"Yeah, every time you eye sex we have to drink."
I laugh heartily, "What!"
My hand frees up as she turns her body so she can look at me while she's talking to me.
"I mean we could drink or do something else every time you eye sex."
"Something else?"
"Kiss or put the movie on hold to—"
"Okay, okay, I get you. Let's just finish the movie and I'll think about it."
I'm in my thirties and she wants to play drinking games, though it is kind of a cute idea, hot actually. And do I really eye sex that much! Wow. I'll need to pay attention to that.
"So, was that Brendan guy a good kisser."
"You do not want me to answer that. I don't ask you about who you're kissing on screen."
"Hmm. I guess you're right. But is he?"
I laugh, "Come here," I hug her and kiss her, "these are the only lips that mean anything to me."
I can feel the butterflies fluttering in her tummy. She's absolutely adorable!
We focus on the movie and the tweeting.
"I have to say B, I love your hair in this movie. It's different, depending on what your character is doing, and the styles all look great on you."
"Thanks baby."
Kiss.
"I don't like that you're in peril though. It's creepy. And now every time I hear a sound in this house it's going to freak me out."
"Like an ex is in the house somewhere."
"Not just any ex."
And at the same time we say, "Khalil!"
We laugh hysterically!
"So, B, I think you should give your fans a selfie of you watching your movie to end the tweeting session."
"Just me?"
She arches a brow, "Give me your phone."
She touches the camera icon then touches it again to put it in selfie mode. She snuggles into me giving duck face and I smile kissing the top of her head. She takes the pic and sends it to my twitter page. She checks her phone to look at the picture and gasps!
"Oh shit!"
"What! What did you do!"
I grab the phone from her and look at the pic. Oh shit is right!
She didn't just take a pic of our faces! She took a pic of our bodies too! Her jeans are undone and my hand is in there!
My twitter page blows up! I can't even keep up with all the comments and the favorites and retweets already sent out! Shit 'Bianshay' will be trending before you know it!
"Shit! I need to delete that."
Shay takes my phone, "No, don't."
"What?"
"It will be good exposure for you and I think I want people to see how intimate we can be with our clothes still on."
"Really? You want people to see this?"
"It's too late now. I'm sure my followers have caught on and it's gonna go viral," she looks at her phone. "And anyway it's already trending, hashtag Bianshay."
She shows me and there it is and there we are. It's not like the photo shoot. This was in the privacy of our own home yet still we are exposed. I have a feeling I'll be on twitter less and less in the coming months, it's just not me…
"Babe, you're not upset are you?"
"It's not that I'm upset. It's more like this house is our sanctuary and I want it to stay that way. I want to love you without wondering if a photo or a video of me loving you will end up all over the world."
She props herself up on her elbow, "B, I'll keep us private. I promise," she seals her promise with a kiss.
My hand sneaks up the back of her neck and I keep her lips against mine feeling her promise more prominently.
Our lips part, "Thank you baby."
"Why don't you thank your fans on twitter and I'll clean up."
"Really, you'll clean up? Now this I want the world to see!"
"Uh! Bianca!"
She gets up and I smack her bottom making myself comfortable to send out the last of my tweets with hashtag House of Secrets.
I find her at the kitchen sink washing all of the dishes, drying them and even putting them away. She's making me so hot watching her do household chores! (Probably because she rarely does them!)
"That's hot baby."
She puts the last glass in the cabinet, "Are you serious? I wear all this sexy lingerie and you think me putting the dishes away is what's hot?"
I walk towards her pinning her up against the countertop, "You are all over social media in your lingerie from your magazine layouts. Everyone gets to see you practically naked. But this, no one gets to see you do the dishes," I slip my hand back to where it was when we were on the couch. "So, yeah, that's hot."
She grabs my face kissing me with unbridled passion.
"See," I say against her lips, "household chores are sex-ay!"
She laughs against my mouth, "Babe, that movie will do well for you I can feel it."
"Is that all you feel baby?"
Our foreheads rest against each other's as we catch our breaths and she secures her footing to receive the orgasm I'm about to give her. I look into her eyes as my hand increases its speed and I feel her quiver and cum in my hand. It's a glorious feeling and my lips capture hers swallowing her moans and then swallowing her…
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To Be Continued….
I remember watching "House of Secrets" and I'm pretty sure there were over 40 eye sex moments or something she kept doing throughout the movie. But I think it was eye sexing. If you can remember what it was she kept doing in the film, please let me know!
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