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Bruno was always interested in trying Leone’s kinks, no matter how off-putting they seemed. Choking, handcuffing, cutting, whipping, and anything else under the sun. Tonight, at least, Leone was letting Bruno off easy.

He carefully tightened the silk blindfold across his eyes, making sure it wasn’t too tight. He gently kissed his shoulder as he stepped away looking down at Leone’s nude body. His pale skin shimmered in the moon light as he shifted slightly, adjusting his arms tied behind his back.

His hair was falling into his face, strands of silver cascading down his shoulders. He grabbed a fist full, pulling Leone’s head to the side. He lulled lazily, the smallest of smirks gracing his lips.

“You can be rough, Amore Mio” He teased before gasping when Bruno gave a rough tug.

“You, my love, are in no position to make demands” He chuckled before backing away, admiring his lover’s beauty.

His lithe frame heaved with each deep breath. His cock stood tall against his flat stomach, the veins bulging with excitement. He shifted slightly, his feet dipping behind the silk covers on the end of the bed.

He smiled softly and he crawled forward silently. He knew Leone liked being surprised when like this. He tucked his hair behind his ear as he kissed the salty tip. He felt a surge of pride when Leone jumped slightly.

Bruno took Leone’s cock into his mouth in one fell swoop. He flattened his tongue, taking the length as far as possible without gagging. Leone’s hips arched slightly as a soft moan was dragged from the back of his throat.

Bruno grinned as he let his tongue roll over the dick. He lazily licked up and down the length, not caring as drool ran down his chin. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the way his hips stuttered.

As he heard Leone’s breath hitch he pulled off, leading the man to let out the most pitiful whine he had heard. Bruno chuckled softly, carefully stroking Leone’s cheek.

“You asked for this,” he whispered, dragging his tongue across his jaw. He gently nipped his earlobe as his hand found his cock again.

His hand moved up and down unhurriedly, while his other hand found Leone’s pink nipples. Leone jolted, gasping softly.

He rolled the bud between his fingers, pinching it slightly. He smirked when Leone moaned, growing even louder when Bruno’s lips attached to the other nipple. Bruno carefully scraped his teeth against the rosy bud.

He began to pump faster, mimicking the increased moments of his tongue. He made sure to brush his thumb against the tip of his cock as well. Leone, ever the vocal lover, began to moan louder. His breath hitching and his thighs shook. Bruno drew back his hands and mouth.

Leone arched his back, curling his toes before deflating back into the luxurious bed. Bruno chuckled again before grabbing Leone’s ankles and pulling them above his head.

Leone yelped softly as he was dragged flat onto his back. His hands now resting above his head. He hooked his ankles behind Bruno’s head as Bruno’s tongue dove forward.

He pressed his tongue flat against his taint, licking a long and slow strip. He gently pressed his teeth against the sensitive skin making Leone jerk. He smiled teasingly as he skipped over his asshole and pressed a wet kiss to his back.

Leone tried to complain but was cut off when Bruno smacked his ass, biting his asscheek.

“Be patient…you asked for this.” He brushed his thumb against his hip lovingly, a sign that Leone could tap out at any time.

Leone just sank into the mattress, shifting his hips, needily pressing the curve of his ass into Bruno’s face. Bruno laughed, deep and full. Leone looked toward the sound and smiled softly.

Bruno surged forward, licking across his asshole. Leone’s head fell back onto the pillows, his hair splayed out like a white halo. Bruno pressed his tongue flat, taking his time wetting the area before diving in.

He nose pressed into Leone’s taint as he lazily plunged his tongue into his asshole. He inhaled Leone’s musk, sighing into his hole. He gripped his thighs hard enough to bruise, making Leone’s legs shake.

Bruno pulled back, sinking his teeth into Leone’s hip. He cried out, tightly clutching his head between his thighs. Bruno slid out and let go of his hips letting him crash back onto the bed.

Leone hips shifted angrily as he tried to pull himself up. His legs were tangled into the sheets, he kept accidentally pinning his hair under his arms, and he could even figure out where Leone was to face him. He looked beautiful.

Bruno grabbed his legs, pushing them apart as he inserted 2 fingers into his asshole. Leone screamed at the stretch and Bruno smirked as he watched the man’s cock throb, red with impatience. Bruno sped up his finger, moving in a scissoring motion.

Leone’s hips lifted off the bed as Bruno added a third finger. He continued to curl his fingers when Leone's spine stiffened as he hit a specific spot. He smiled as he pulled his fingers out before slamming forward and bottoming out.

The sound Leone made was sin, half between and shriek and gasp. Bruno didn’t even pause to listen, just being pounding into him. He watched as the silk began to discolor, crystal tears running down his cheeks.

He continued ramming into him as every sound fell from Leone’s lips but words. Bruno could feel himself getting closer, looking down at his lover in such a vulnerable position. He moved faster, the sound of their hips connecting barely louder than Leone’s moans.

Bruno moaned as he came hard and sudden, cumming deep inside Leone. He continued to fuck Leone through his orgasm. Finally Leone spoke again.

“Fuck, Bruno fuck. Amore mio I’m gonna cum, baby I’m gonna,” He was cut off by another whine of frustration. The whine was replaced with a scream as Bruno dove back into his asshole with his tongue.

He reached up, beginning to jerk Leone again. He wasn’t slow this time, instead matching the pace of his tongue. He lapped up his own cum, as if it was ambrosia, focusing on not swallowing. Leone’s thrusts became frenzied. He continued jerking him off as he sat back out.

He kept his hand connected to his cock as he crawled up to sit beside his lover. He cupped his face looking down at him. Leone’s face was soaked by now. He opened his mouth to beg when Bruno spat the cum into Leone’s mouth.

Leone screeched. The sound was abrupt and piercing as ropes of come shot onto his chest. Bruno calmly rubbed Leone through his orgasm. Finally, when he shied away from his touch he let the man melt into the bed.

Bruno gently untied his hands, rubbing the deep groves to bring back circulation. After a moment he carefully placed the hands on the bed and went to untie the blindfold. He pulled away the now stained favorite to be met with Leone’s enchanting purple eyes.

His silver lashes were damp with tears and the surrounding area was also wet. Bruno lovingly wiped away the tears. Looking down at him.

“Are you ok? Do you want some water?” He asked warmly. Leone nodded, watching Bruno disappear for a moment. He came back with a bottle and a towel

He placed the bottle on the side table, before using the damp towel to soothingly clean his groin and chest. Leone let him as his eyes fluttered shut. He was woken not a moment later when the bottle was pressed to his lips.

He drank slowly, Bruno always chiding him when he drank too fast, worried he’d choke. When the bottle was withdrawn he sank back into the bed. He could hear Bruno puttering around the room, putting things away, turning off lights, closing curtains, and straightening their own bed.

He felt the bed shift as Bruno climbed on, wrapping his strong arms around Leone’s waist. Leone smiled as Bruno tenderly kissed his cheek.

“Did you enjoy that love?” He asked, tucking Leone’s hair behind his ear.

“Of course,” Leone rolled over, facing Bruno. He looked into the man's endless blue eyes. “I enjoy you.”

A fond look passed over Bruno’s face as he kissed his cheek, forehead, nose, and finally lips. Leone basked in the sweet intimacy.

“I love you, my moon.” Bruno whispered, pulling the blanket to cover them up.

The smell of sex still clung to their room and Leone could see the tie and blindfolded sitting on Bruno’s desk but that didn’t matter. Here, on the bed, in Bruno’s arms, nothing else mattered.

“I love you too, my world.”

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Jolyne smiled at Ermes as she walked into the room wearing the new lingerie set she had bought her. It was a deep purple that complimented her tan skin perfectly. It barely covered her large breasts, the fat spilling out of the sides. Ermes’ usual brazen attitude became dull in the bed. She was forward stopping in front of Jolyne.

“Do you like it, Jojo?” She whispered, dragging her hands up her stomach and over her breasts. She paused, giving special attention to her nipples. Jolyne showed no shame as her own fingers teased the top of her jeans. She let her fingers dip inside her own raging heat. She pulled them out, reaching forward and pulling Ermes into her lap. She put her fingers in front of Ermes’ mouth who immediately began to suck on them.

“You look so fucking sexy, you whore” Jolyne grabbed Ermes jaw, making her look into her crystal blue eyes. Ermes blinked her long lashes teasingly, still sucking on Jolyne’s digits. Jolyne ripped her hand back and kissed her, hard, their teeth crashing together. Ermes gasped but kissed back with the same vigor.

She moved Ermes off her lap, pushing her against the couch. Ermes moaned as Jolyne’s lips attached to her neck. She left a trail of green kisses as she made her way down to Ermes’ collarbone. She licked her lips, now smiling down at Ermes’ fat tits.

Ermes groaned when Jolyne grabbed the lace, ripping her breast out. Her lips immediately sought out her nipple. Ermes screamed as Jolyene sucked, having very sensitive nipples. Jolyne eventually detached, moving to leave hickeys across her chest. She closed her eyes, letting her become absorbed with Ermes’ noises. She made sure to cover her breast with as many hickeys as possible. They ranged from dark red to purple. She dragged her teeth across Ermes’ perky nipple, blowing cool air on it just to make her girlfriend jump.

Ermes glared down. “Asshole, don’t do that.” She shifted sitting up so she could see Jolyne better. “You better not just be sucking on my titties tonight.”

“Oh, trust, I will do much more.” She pushed her down, slinking her way down her body. She reached her pelvis and could feel the heat radiating off of her. She smirked up at Ermes as she kissed the inside of her thigh. She licked, kissed, and bit her legs, loving the way Ermes could barely stay still. She snapped the strap of Ermes’ thong, enjoying the slight red mark left on her hip.

She grabbed the strap again, this time with her teeth, dragging the thong down. She inhaled Ermes’ musk, burring her nose into her bush. She sighed softly, pulling to stare into Ermes’ pussy. She dragged her tongue across the brown folds, digging her nails into Ermes’ hips. She was already soaked, much to Jolyne’s pleasure. The taste was familiar to Jolyne, slightly tangy with a hint of salt. It was her favorite flavor in the world.

She lapped up the fluids like she had been in the desert for weeks. Her nose was pressed into the thick hair as she swirled her tongue around her clit, surprising her every now and then with a new pattern of zigzags or swinging, letting her tongue sneak inside, or pressing soft kisses against the swollen clit. She pulled back for a moment, much to Ermes’ chagrin. Jolyne reached over to the table, grabbing their vibrating dildo. Normally, she’d just finger her lover, but she had just gotten her nails done and didn’t want to hurt the woman.

She kissed the inside of her thigh before turning on the lowest vibration and gently pressing it against her opening. Ermes’ back arched as she pushed it further in while rubbing her clit. Once she was adjusted to the new intrusion Jolyne dove back into licking her clit. Ermes screamed, Jolyne used one hard to push her down and keep her hips flat against the couch while the other hand pumped the dildo in and out lazily.

She smirked as she felt Ermes’ legs begin to quake. She knew the woman was close. She kept her steady pace until her large thighs clamped down around her head and she came, screaming into the air. Jolyne fucked her through the orgasm until Ermes sank into the couch. Jolyne pulled the dildo out of her and began to lick it. Ermes grimaced slightly.

“Jolyne, that’s fucking nasty.” She chides as she begins to sit up. Jolyne laid the dildo on the coffee table, and grabbed Ermes’ wrist, making her jump. Jolyne began to strip, her much smaller breast bouncing free as she kicked off her ruined panties. She smiles devilishly at her girlfriend.

“Lay back down, bitch.” She grabbed their favorite strap-on. It was one of the fancy ones that had a dildo inside the harness as well. Jolyne laid one her back, giving Ermes a show as she fucked herself open. She let her bangs fall in her eyes and looked at Ermes, moaning her name softly. The filthy sound of squelching filled the living room. Finally, she inserted the dildo and tied the harness.

She crawled over to Ermes and slammed into her. She smiled gleefully as the woman screamed, wrapping her legs around Jolyne’s waist. She thrust into her repeatedly, with no regard for rhythm. She knew it drove Ermes crazy but made her cum harder than anything else. She moaned herself as the dildo inside herself pressed against her g-spot.

She thrust harder, her tits bouncing to the relentless rhythm. She leaned down, capturing Ermes’ lips as they sloppily made out, spit and drool spreading across their cheeks and chins. She began to pump into Ermes even faster, her hands finding a breast to fondle. Ermes’ breath began to hitch, meaning she was close.

Jolyne could feel her own rhythm beginning to stutter. She could feel the orgasm on the edge of her mind. She reached down, between the two women, and began to rub Ermes’ clit. The woman shrieked, her head falling back onto the arm of the couch as she squirted. The sight of her coming undone was enough for Jolyne as she came as well. She carefully fucked the both of them through the orgasms until Ermes whined softly.

Jolyne pulled the harness out of Ermes and herself, groaning slightly at the empty feeling. She kicked off, leaving it to the side before crawling into Ermes’ arms, melting into her. She wrapped her arms around Jolyne’s muscular form, her eyes growing heavy. Jolyne’s own breathing started to even out. Ermes let her eyes flutter shut, knowing they regret the impromptu nap when they woke up sore, sweaty, and sticky.

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Polnareff had to be honest, he was extremely nervous to have sex with Avdol. They had been dating for a few months now and had yet to go further than making out. Tonight was their 6 month anniversary, they had a wonderful dinner and were now home. Sitting on their large bed, Avdol climbed on top of Polnareff. He ran his hand through his white hair, smiling down at the man.

“You look so beautiful,” he whispered. The words shot straight to his cock, something Avdol didn’t miss. He smiled mischievously, carefully palming the newly forming erection. “Oh…did you like that pretty boy?”

Polnareff’s hips jumped slightly as he whimpered. He bit his lip, feeling his face turning red. He knew he kinda had a thing for praise but he didn’t know it was this extreme. He let Avdol continue to palm him and leaned forward shyly for a kiss. Avdol understood and kindly kissed back. The man pushed Polnareff flat against the bed, kissing him deeply.

Polnareff leaned up into the kisses, letting them be slow and loving. He always enjoyed slow sex opposed to fast rough sex. He felt Avdol hands run through his hair, flattening his signature hair style. He lazily wrapped his arms around his neck, deepening this kiss. As they kissed Avdol grinded against Polnareff’s crotch, causing the younger man to jump.

His back arched and he pulled back, looking at Advol. He looked up at him through his white lashes before whispering, “if you do that again, I’ll cum.” While it was embarrassing admitting that he was already almost at the end of his rope like a horny teenager, the way Avdol looked at him with pure love made his heart flutter.

“That is so sweet,” he whispered, pressing his lips against Polnareff’s ear. “I bet you look so beautiful when you cum,” he carefully nipped his earlobe. Polnareff let out a shuttering breath. Avdol continued to kiss his jaw and neck as he caressed his erection.

“Mm, mon amour.” He whispered, letting his head fall to the side giving Avdol more access to his neck. The man dragged his teeth across his shoulder, peppering small kisses between love bites. He chuckles softly as Polnareff’s soft sounds. His lips quirked as he leaned forward and whispered, “you're such a good boy for me.”

Polnareff was shocked to feel the words shoot down his spine as he bucked upwards, cumming into his dress pants. His cheeks were inflamed as he looked away from Avdol. It was their first time having sex and he was cumming in his pants like a virgin. He was so scared that Avdol would tease him but instead he felt a warm hand cup his jaw.

“Are you ok?” He asked patiently. Polnareff nodded and mumbled, “just embarrassed. I didn’t think I’d cum so quickly, I’m sorry.” He tried to turn away but Avdol pulled his face back.

“Don’t apologize, it was cute. I’m flattered that my kisses and words are enough to make you cum. If you’re still up for it, we can still have sex tonight.” His voice was careful and loving, Polnareff thought if he was in a cartoon his pupils would be hearts.

“Yeah, I would really like that, and I…I would also like it if you’d keep saying nice things about me.”

Avdol just nodded and he carefully laid Polnareff flat on the bed. He removed his pants, they were sticky with cum and he could see Polnareff was already getting hard again. He sweetly stroked it, pressing kisses to the tip every now and then. Polnareff shyly covered his face with his arms, trying to avoid making eye contact. Avdol gently pulled the arms away.

“Let me see your beautiful eyes.” He whispered softly, stroking his face. Polnareff hid his face in the pillow again as Avdol’s hand slid lower. He gasped softly as Avdol groped the curve of his ass, squeezing it lightly. Avdol chuckled to himself.

“You have such a wonderful ass, you were made to be my bottom weren’t you.” He purred, kissing the inside of his thigh, before looking up at his dick. “And such a pretty cock too, so perfect for me.”

He grabbed lube off the bedside table, pouring a generous amount on his fingers. He rubbed his fingers together to warm it up before slowly inserting one finger. Polnareff jolted, he had never bottomed before so this was a new sensation, not entirely unwelcome however. Avdol paused for a moment, letting him adjust to the feeling.

When Polnareff signaled that it was ok for him to move again he slowly pumped in and out. He made sure to be gentle and lovingly rubbed his hip while fingering him. Polnareff tried to cover his mouth and muffle his sounds. Avdol just tutted softly, once again moving his hands away.

“I want to hear your pretty sounds, my love.” He insisted, gently kissing his hand, as if he was a prince. Polnareff shyly looked down at him and gasped as he inserted a second finger. He made a scissoring motion and curled his fingers every now and then. Polnareff slowly adjusted to the fuller feeling, he quite enjoyed it.

Avdol added more lube and a third finger. Polnareff hissed at the burn, letting his eyes flutter shut. Everything about this made his head spin, he felt so loved and so horny it was driving him mad. Avdol curled his fingers upward causing Polnareff to scream as he hit the prostate dead on. Avdol smirked as he retracted his fingers, making Polnareff whine loudly.

“Pretty boy, don’t make such a sad sound.” He murmured, kissing his jaw. “You’ll have something much better than my fingers soon.” He brought his cock to Polnareff’s rim. He carefully probed the hole, slipping just the tip on. Polnareff’s back arched, whimpering softly.

“Too much baby?” He asked sweetly, running a hand through Polnareff’s hair. He shook his head no wildly. “No, it feels really good. I’m just worried I’m going to cum too quickly again.” Avdol kissed his forehead and interlaced their fingers.

“I promise you, there is no too soon.” With that, he thrust deeply inside, Polnareff taking about half his cock. The man moaned intestantily, mouth falling open and eyes rolling back. Avdol continues to pump in and out, feeling the familiar feeling in his own gut. Watching Polnareff come undone from the praise was the hottest thing he had ever seen. He thrust faster and faster, gritting his teeth.

He focused on hitting the prostate dead on. Polnareff was a mess of whimpers and moans. He looked down at the man, tightening his hold on his hand, squeezing it lovingly. He pressed his forehead against Polnareff’s, closing his eyes, letting sounds of Polnareff’s breathing drive him. He was nearing his end, his hips beginning to struggle keeping a pulse.

“Beautiful boy I’m close, look at what you’re doing to me.” He kissed his neck, thrusting deep inside. Polnareff just mumbled incoherently. Advol kept his eyes closed as he sped up. Polnareff grabbed his hand desperately and looked up at him with teary eyes.

“Mon Amour,” he whispered. Avdol came, hard, shooting inside Polnareff. The man shrieked, his hips lifting off the bed. He shot ropes of cum across his chest. Avdol fucked them through their shared orgasms. Finally he pulled out when Polnareff whined softly.

He stood and went to the restroom. He came back with a damp washcloth, carefully cleaning his stomach, chest, crotch, and ass. He made sure to clean him carefully, so as to not overstimulate him further. After cleaning him thoroughly, he tossed the rag in the sink and crawled into bed with him. Polnareff immediately curled into his arms, resting his head on his chest.

“That was amazing, we should do it again.” Polnareff whispered, his eyes already growing heavy. Avdol just chuckled, “anything for you, my love”

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F.F. walked into Jolyne’s cell one evening. Gwess had been thrown into solitary for a few days leaving Jolyne alone. F.F. poked their head into the cell, looking at Jolyne who was reading one of the magazines they were allowed. They shyly walked in, speaking softly.

“Jojo, I have a question for you. It’s about the human body.” Jolyne looked up, curious why F.F. was here so late. She put the magazine away and sat up straighter.

“Yeah, what’s up F.F.? You know you can ask me and Ermes anything.” She looked up at them, they shyly sat across from Jolyne.

“Um, Ermes mentioned something and when I asked what it was she said I should ask you. She said you were, like, an expert.” Jolyne smiled, puffing her chest out, “well, I am the expert of many things, so what is it?”

“What is masturbating?” Jolyne’s jaw dropped, a little offended Ermes said she was the expert of masturbating. She pinched the bridge of her nose, sighing softly.

“Ok, basically, it’s just a way you can please yourself sexually. Everyone does it.” Jolyne laid back in the bunk expecting that to be the end of the conversation, except F.F. just leaned forward excitedly.

“Can you show me?!” They asked excitedly, peering at Jolyne with their big beautiful eyes. Jolyne blinked slowly.

“…Foo Fighters, masturbating is something you do alone or with your partner. You don’t just do it with anyone, you don’t just show anyone. Also, we could get caught and then we’d be joining Gwess in solidarity.”

Jolyne leaned back and picked up her magazine when she felt a weight on her chest. She looked down to see F.F. resting their chin on her chest, looking up at her through their spiky green bangs. They nuzzled into her breast.

“Please Jojo,” they bat their eyelashes with a cheeky smile, something Ermes definitely taught them. Jolyne glanced at her clock. They had 30 minutes before the guards were back in this area. Jolyne sighed and sat up.

“Take your clothes off.” F.F. eagerly kicked their overalls off. Now they sat naked in front of Jolyne. They had a beautiful body, fat round breasts with perfectly pink nipples. They had a small green bush shaped like a heart, Jolyne briefly wondered if that was natural.

“Ok, since you have big tits you won’t get much pleasure out of them. I would focus on your clit.” F.F. cocked their head and before they could ask their question Jolyne spoke again. “You’re clit in a bundle of nerves at the top of your vagina. It’s what most people with vaginas stimulate to cum. Here, lay down.”

F.F. laid down and Jolyne took one of their hands and carefully brought it around the area their clit should be. When F.F. jumped like they’d been shocked Jolyne had known she’d found it.

“Ok, now you can rub that at a pace that feels good, you can finger yourself with your other hand as well, since you have short nails.” Jolyne sat back and watched in awe as F.F.’s fingers dipped inside themselves and they moaned softly.

“Oh my god, Ermes didn’t tell me it felt this good.” They sighed, leaning into their shoulders as they fucked themselves. Jolyne could feel herself getting wetter. She kicked off her own pants causing F.F. to perk up in interest. They stopped masturbating and stared at Jolyne.

“Jojo, can I finger you?” They crawled forward, licking their lips. Jolyne was shocked but let it happen, they still had 20 minutes.

“Sure, be careful. My body isn’t moldable like yours. I’ll play with my clit so just focus on fingering me.” Jolyne leaned back, rubbing her clit when F.F. carefully inserted their fingers. They scissored the two fingers, amazed by the squelching sounds. Jolyne bit her lip to stifle her moans. She began to rub her clit faster, F.F. caught on quick and began to finger her faster, curling upwards. Jolyne gasped, no one had hit her g-spot before.

“S-shit! Foo fighters! Right there, do that again.” She rubbed her clit even faster as F.F. continued to curl upward into the spongy area. Jolyne bit her hand as she came, barely quieting her moans. No one had ever made her cum so quickly. She looked at F.F. to see they had removed their fingers and placed them in their mouth, savoring the tangy flavor. Jolyne leaned forward and kissed F.F. deeply.

F.F. kissed back excitedly. They were not very good at making out, accidentally biting Jolyne’s tongue and crashing their teeth together. Jolyne pulled back and moved to kiss their neck and shoulders. She made sure to leave a few small hickeys, anything to keep F.F. safe from the other women. She sunk her teeth into her shoulder, making sure the bruise would last.

The entire time she did this, F.F. moaned quiet and tried to leave their own sloppy love bites. One of their thumbs brushed against Jolyne’s nipples, making her jump. F.F. lit up mischievously and moved to suck and kiss her breasts. They licked one nipple while their hand pinched the other one. Jolyne moaned weakly, trying to catch her breath. F.F., apparently a fast learner, let their fingers sink back into Jolyne’s heat. Only a moment later curling back into her G-spot. Jolyne yelped as she came again, this time pushing F.F. away who already put their fingers back in their mouth.

“How are you so good at this, it’s making me mad.” F.F. just shrugged and moved forward away, their eyes set on Jojo’s breast again. Jolyne grabbed their wrist, causing them to look up with worry.

“It’s my turn to make you cum.” She pulled F.F.’s back flush against her chest. She began with slow sensual kisses across their shoulders. She let her hands drift, fondling her breast happily. Jolyne had always been a tit woman, and she was proud to admit it. She gently rubbed F.F.’s nipples while still kissing and biting. They’re whole body would be purple by the time Jolyne was down with them.

She let one of her hands slide further south. She pressed her thumb against F.F’s throbbing clit. They arched their back, moaning weakly, and looked at Jojo over their shoulder.

“Jojo, Jojo can I please finger myself?” Normal Jolyne would do it herself but didn’t want to hurt F.F. with her long stiletto nails. She nodded, pressing a kiss to her jaw and rubbing her clit faster. F.F. began fingering themselves, instantly becoming a moaning mess. Their moans were getting louder and louder but Jolyne didn’t care. She rubbed faster, letting go of F.F.’s breast in favor of guiding the hand they were using.

She made F.F. finger themselves deeper and faster, making sure to aim upwards towards the g-spot. F.F. positively screamed, their eyes closing as tears ran down their cheeks. They became a blubbering mess.

“Jojo, Jojo I’m going to cum.” They gasped desperately, thrusting into Jolyne’s thumb as she rubbed their clit harder.

“Cum for me baby,” Jolyne sunk her teeth into F.F. shoulder as they came, squirting onto the mattress. Jolyne smirked, feeling extremely proud she caused F.F. to squirt. And they didn’t even get caught.

“INMATES!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

…shit

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Joseph didn’t know why he agreed to do this. He and Caesar constantly vamped up their sex life to make it more and more exciting. Today he was letting Caesar try out a new kink, but he didn’t know it would be to his own detriment. He had been wearing a vibrating butt plug all day. They spent all day running errands, shopping, buying groceries, and dropping off mail. Caesar would turn it on sporadically throughout the day, increasing the intensity every hour.

Now they sat together at a slightly too snooty restaurant where you have to wear suits to enter. They were seated in a booth in the back corner, per Caesar’s request. The plug was all the way up to ten now and was pressing against Joseph’s prostate. He shifted slightly, trying to catch his breath. His clothes felt too tight and his hands too sweaty. He knew if he really needed to he could tap out no questions asked which gave me a moment of comfort. He looked at Caesar, his eyes shining like diamonds as he ordered the pair red wine.

“Amore Mio, are you ok with red or do you want white?” Caesar’s accent was intoxicating, he breathed out his nose as he felt the buzzing begin.

“No, I enjoy red,” he gritted out, hands squeezing his thighs under the table. The waitress smiled politely and walked away. Joseph glared at Caesar. “Why would you do that in front of her? She’s gonna think I’m a freak or something.”

Caesar grasped his hand under the table, giving it a small squeeze, a reminder of his safety. Joseph sighed and looked up at Caesar with puppy dog eyes. He scooted closer to whisper softly in his ear. He made sure to breathe a soft teasing gasp against Caesar’s ear.

“You’ll fuck me after this, right?” He flutters his eyelashes. Caesar took his hand and gently pressed a kiss against the knuckles. “Of course Amore Mio.” He moved forward and cupped his jaw, rubbing his thumb against the smooth surface.

The waitress came back momentarily to take their orders. Caesar got some steak while Joseph just got a salad. He hated feeling overly full when having sex. They chatted lightly while Joseph had to pretend he wasn’t almost cumming in his pants the every time Caesar flipped on the plug.

Caesar became coy, asking Joseph many questions in front of the waitress to ensure he’d have to talk more often. Joseph fought to keep his voice even. Caesar was even becoming cruel asking Joseph snide comments about if he was even listening.

At one point he tried to move right as the vibrations started up again. He jolted and audibly whimpered, covering his mouth. Caesar took his hand.

“Are you alright Jojo?” He asked, his voice holding a false air of sweetness. He squeezed his hand again as he turned the vibration up further. He ran his thumb over the back of his hand, whispering, “do you feel ill? Let me take you to the restroom.”

He led Joseph to the public restroom, pulling his lover into the first stall. It was blissfully empty at the moment, Joseph sighed contently when he felt Caesar beginning to undo his belt. Joseph’s cock sprung free, making the man frantically hump into Caesar’s hand. Caesar didn’t stop him inside lovingly kissing his neck. Eventually he took his hand away, knowing Joseph wouldn’t want to cum like that.

He pulled his pants down the rest of the way, carefully pulling out the plug. He covered Joseph’s mouth to stifle his moans. He dropped the plug into his suit pocket and removed the lube he’d brought with him. Caesar turned the man around, looking at the tears collecting on his lashes. He grasped Joseph’s leg, lifting it up to hook around his hip. Joseph instinctively wrapped his arms around the man's neck. Caesar applied a generous amount to his cock and thrust deep inside. Joseph cried out, his head falling onto the man's shoulder. It felt dizzyingly good, it took everything in him not to cum that instant. He knew they’d only have time for a quickie but not that quick.

Caesar continued to thrust inside him before grabbing Joseph’s other leg and hoisting him upward. Joseph moaned loudly as the new position allowed Caesar to abuse his prostate. He held on tightly as Caesar’s hips snapped upward, nearly knocking Joseph off with how much force he was using. Joseph mindlessly unbuttoned Caesar’s shirt, knowing he’d come on his chest. He snuggled closer to the man, gasping for breath.

“B-baby…baby I’m close.” He whined, hands desperately tangling in the blond man’s hair. Caesar kissed him deeply, digging his nails into his hips. He continued fucking him deeply when they heard the bathroom door open. Caesar grabbed Joseph’s hair and whispered, “make a sound and I’ll stop.”

He continued pounding into him, the sound of his moans barely muffled. Caesar peaked through the door crack to see a man fixing his hair. The idea that someone was so close to them fucking. He pounded into him as hard as possible. Caesar could feel the familiar stir in his gut as he imagined the man finding him and his lover like this. He came inside Joseph, hard. Joseph gasped and whined softly as he came over Caesar’s chest.

The man by the sink froze, eyebrows furrowing. He looked at the stall, glancing down to see how many feet were in there. He cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Is someone in here?” He asked.

“Just me, man.” Caesar said while Joseph kept his mouth covered, beginning to whimper from overstimulation. The man looked suspicious but turned and left. Once the door shut Caesar pulled out and sat Joseph on the toilet, cleaning both of them up. He pressed kisses to Joseph's hair line as he came down. Joseph smiled at him.

“I love you,” he whispered. Caesar chuckled looking down at him.

“I love you too dork, now lets go pay. Our waitress needs a good tip.”

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Jonathan paced around the room anxiously why Speedwagon sat on the large bed, watching him. His large lover had admitted he wanted to be intimate with him. However, Jonathan was a virgin and even at that had never imagined himself with another man. Speedwagon was listening to Jonathan nervous ramblings. He stood and carefully rested his hands on his shoulder. Jonathan jumped before relaxing.

“I’m sorry love, I am just so nervous. I know it must seem silly seeing as you know what you’re doing.” Speedwagon squeezed his hand, kissing the knuckles.

“Jojo, do not be embarrassed or fearful. I remember my first time being overwhelming as well. We don’t have to have intercourse tonight.” He squeezed his hands lovingly. Jonathan sighed in exasperation.

“I want to do something. Perhaps we can kiss? Or kiss deeper?” He shyly shrugged. Speedwagon led him back to the bed, having him sit across from him.

“I have an idea. I could grind on you then we can gain sexual pleasure together without having to actually have sex. Does that sound enjoyable?”

Speedwagon ran his hands through Jonathan’s hair, kissing his cheek. Jonathan nodded eagerly. Speedwagon smiled, climbing onto Jonathan’s lap, straddling him. Jonathan timidly rested his large hands on his hip. He ground downward, purposely slow and teasing. Jonathan gasped, bucking upward so hard he knocked Speedwagon off. The blond man laughed cheerfully as he fell onto the bed next to Jonathan.

“Oh my goodness! Robert! I’m so sorry,” he cupped the man's jaw, running his other hand through his hair. He rested his forehead against his. “Please tell me I didn’t hurt you.”

“Jojo, I’m ok. Here, let’s lay on our sides. It’s a little more intimate.” He reached down, palming Jonathan’s cock. He bucked into his hand, chasing the friction desperately. He scooted closer, wrapped his arms around Speedwagon’s waist. He pressed his nose into the beautiful blond curls.

“My love, I don’t know why I am acting so brutish. Please forgive me.” He sighed, thrusting into Speedwagon’s hand. Speedwagon just laughs again, rubbing his cock faster. He felt a surge of pride when Jonathan whined quietly.

“Jojo, let’s try something. Take your pants off.” He turned away grabbing a pot of vaseline on the side table. He rolled back over and was met with the sight of Jonathan’s large cock. He swallowed thickly. It had to be at least 8 inches long and thick. He looked down, blinking slowly. It was perfectly sculpted however his staring made Jonathan fidget.

“Is it too big? I don’t want to hurt you.” He anxiously rubbed his hands together. Speedwagon quickly dismissed his fear. “No! We’ll just have to spend extra time prepping when we have sex.” He laid back down, taking his own pants off. He took Jonathan’s large cock in his hand, using the other to scoop out a decent amount of vaseline. He rubbed the lubricant up and down Jonathan’s cock, lazily stroking it. He eventually removed his hand and applied it to his own neglected dick.

When both appendages were thoroughly covered, Speedwagon scooted closer. He took both cocks in one hand looking at Jonathan through his bangs. He began to rub up and down their lengths, making Jonathan jump. He grasped Speedwagon's waist as he breathed heavily. He moaned softly at the sensation.

“Robert, my love. You are so perfect.” He whispered the praises like a prayer. He ran his hand through his hair. He looked into Speedwagon’s eyes. There was no disgust, no hatred, no fear, just love. He held Speedwagon like he was special. His words weren’t those simply born in the moment of passion. They were deep and true. Words Jonathan thought when admiring his nude body. While they sat together for a late supper. While they held each other in the cold winter mornings.

Jonathan cupped his jaw, bringing him closer to capture his lips. Speedwagon melted into the kiss, his hand beginning to move faster. His partners had never kissed him in the past. Sure, he had his fair share of bites and hickeys but no one truly kissed him, not like this. Jonathan’s lips moved in sync with the movement of Speedwagon’s hand. His kiss was born from the fire of love. For a moment, for just a moment, they weren’t sinners. For a moment they were just lovers.

Speedwagon didn’t stop his movements, but that didn’t distract Jonathan from the tears that sluggishly fell from his eyes. The crystals danced down his cheeks before meeting on Jonathan’s silk pillows. Jonathan’s rough hand brushed away the tears that threatened to join the others on the pillow.

“Robert, are you ok?” He asked cautiously, not wanting to upset the man further. “We can stop if you need.”

Speedwagon shook his head no, laughing bitterly. “No, no I’m ok. I’m sorry. I think,” he swallowed weakly, taking a shaky breath. “I think I’m in love with you.”

Jonathan's eyes widened like saucers, he looked like a puppy. He was quick to hold Speedwagon’s face tightly making him look in the eyes. “Are you being serious?”

Speedwagon nods, pumping his hand faster. He was yearning for a release as the heat built up more and more, warming his spine. He looked at Jonathan, “Is that ok?”

“Perfect.” Jonathan thrust into him and kissed him deeply. The kiss was messy, rough, and slobbery, but it sent both men over the edge. Speedwagon screamed, his forehead falling to Jonathan’s shoulder. The other man moaned loudly, still holding Speedwagon in his arms. Speedwagon looked to the sky for a moment and prayed that if there was a God he would forgive Jonathan for being with him. He may have been beyond redemption but Jonathan wasn’t. He was pure, loving, and perfect. The word he used so often to describe Speedwagon fit him far more.

They grinded into each other to work through the orgasm until pulling apart to clean up. They cleaned themselves separately, Jonathan constantly glanced at Speedwagon while he changed into his nightclothes and replaced the sheets. Speedwagon grabbed his hat when Jonathan spoke.

“Stay the night, won’t you. I have spare clothes.” Speedwagon froze, unable to speak. He changed into the clothes. They looked like a tent on him. He climbed into the bed and Jonathan immediately pulled him close, making sure Speedwagon’s head rested on his chest. He carefully pushed a loc to the side.

“I think I love you too.” He whispered, giggling like a schoolgirl spreading gossip. He watched as Jonathan’s eyes grew heavy and flutter shut. Speedwagon stared at him for a moment, more tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. He pushed his face deeper into Jonathan's chest and whispered.

“For your sake, let us pray you're wrong.”

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Rohan tried to hide his nervousness as he paced around his art studio. He had invited Jotaro over for a quickie; the two of them needed stress relief. They had done this many times before. He adjusted his silk robe in the hope of being enticing. His pale skin seemed even paler under the deep purple. Rohan always loved his thin body but could only hope Jotaro would find him attractive.

He heard the doorbell ring and he suddenly rushed downstairs. He opened the door to see the towering man, his face neutral as always. He smirked slightly and opened the door wider. “Hello Jotaro, welcome to my home.” He stepped to the side, letting the stoic man enter. He felt a little annoyed that the man was ignoring him.

He led the silent man to his luxury bedroom. It was extremely decadent with a king sized bed with a plush velvet throw. Over stuffed pillows were at the head, Jotaro laid down on the large bed. Rohan tried to slide off the robe seductively, but Jotaro just stared at him. Rohan huffed slightly.

“You’re supposed to make this sexy,” he sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed. Jotaro just studied him before grabbing his thin waist and yanking him into his lap. Rohan yelped slightly, looking at Jotaro with a glare.

“You could at least ask me what I’m into, you know.” He crossed his arms, though he could lie, Jotaro’s hands on him felt wonderful. The man ran his hands up and down his waist, looking up at him.

“I know what you’re into, you whore.” He gripped Rohan tighter. A shiver ran down his spine as he swallowed. He leaned forward, purposefully arching his back and pressing his ass against Jotaro’s cock. He let hair fall into his eyes as he grabbed Jotaro’s bottom lip with his teeth. Jotaro grabbed the back of his head, forcing him into a rough kiss.

They made out sloppily, Jotaro’s calloused hands tugging on his hair. Rohan whined softly, letting his head follow the tugged. Jotaro grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look at him. “Look at me, slut. You will look at me when you ride me.” Rohan groaned but nodded when Jotaro tightened his hold. Rohan moved down his body, beginning to kiss his neck. He was so large compared to Rohan it made me drool.

He pressed his lips against his shoulders and neck, smiling at the shimmer left behind from his lip gloss. He latched onto his neck, low enough for it to be hidden, and began to suck. He made sure it would be bruised for weeks after. He moved across his neck, leaving dark red and purple marks all over his throat. As he moved lower his hand paused on an older scar, briefly brushing his fingers across it. He had known Jotaro had been through numerous fights but actually seeing it was something else. He kissed it gently before moving lower.

He smirked at the tent in his pants. It was straining against his white slacks, begging to be set free. Rohan pulled down the pants, letting the cock out. It was long and thick, already leaking pre-come. Rohan tucked a hair behind his ear before going down on him. He easily let it hit the back of his throat, but gagged when Jotaro forced his head down. While still forcing his head down, he pulled his hair, forcing Rohan to look at him.

“I’m going to fuck your face, you cock slut. How many people have you been with to take me so easily? I wonder what your fans would think if they saw you like this.” Rohan moaned loudly when Jotaro began to thrust upward with no regard for Rohan’s throat. He couldn’t do much other than let Jotaro use him. He was fucking him while tugging his hand so hard he worried it’d fall out. Tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes until Jotaro shot down his throat. He swallowed immediately and licked his lips, smiling up at Jotaro. The man scoffed, taking his pants off the rest of the way. He looked at Rohan expectedly.

“Start preparing yourself, bitch,” he spat on his cheek. Rohan wiped it off, whimpering with arousal. He grabbed the lube off the bedside table and began to finger himself. He sighs at the familiar stretch, carefully wiggling his finger. He let himself moan loudly, practically bouncing on his finger. Once loose enough, he entered another finger. He made slow scissoring movements. He moaned again, arching his back.

He gave Jotaro a full show, batting his eyelashes and rubbing his nipple. He moaned like a pornstar. Despite Jotaro’s neutral face, he could feel the man’s dick twitch with interest. He removed his fingers and pressed his ass against Jotaro’s cock. Jotaro grabbed his hips so hard it would bruise. He gasped as Jotaro pulled him down against his dick. He groaned as he felt the dick press against his hole.

“Stop being such a cunt. You are trying to rile me up on purpose.” He grabbed the lube, slowly stroking himself. Once he was thoroughly covered be bucked up into Rohan. Rohan moaned obscenely loud, grasping Jotaro’s hair as the man thrust into him. Jotaro continued fucking upward into Rohan, pulling out nearly ass the way before pumping back in full force. Rohan was gasping for air, tightening his hold on Jotaro’s hair.

Jotaro suddenly pulled him off, flipping him around. Rohan cried out as he desperately grabbed onto Jotaro’s ankles as he pounds into him. He couldn’t keep his balance as he laid flat against Jotaro’s legs. He reached under himself to touch his neglected cock when Jotaro grabbed him and yanked him backwards. Rohan yelped as tears welled up in his eyes. “What the fuck are you doing?” He hissed in his ear. “You don’t touch yourself, I do. You’re so loose, who have you been fucking?” Rohan just moaned weakly as Jotaro hit his prostate head on.

“Jotaro,” he groans, causing him to grab his face. “What? What could you possibly have to say?” Rohan felt tears slide down his face as he croaked weakly. “I love…” he started when Jotaro’s hips stuttered and he came inside him. Rohan screamed as he shot cum over his bed. He cried weakly as Jotaro pulled out, laying him on the bed. He seemed to disappear for a moment, taking the throw blanket with him. Rohan laid bare on the bed, his heart pounding. He couldn’t believe his words, Jotaro would hate him.

Jotaro came back, grabbing his clothes as he dressed himself. He spoke again, “I put your blanket in the wash. I need to go back to my hotel to check on the old man. What did you try to say earlier?” He asked as he adjusted his hat. Rohan just smiled slyly, trying to hide his shaking hands.

“I can’t remember, heat of the moment, you know.” He shrugged off the question lying down on the bed, his eyes growing heavy. Jotaro just nods and turns to leave.

“Good bye Rohan.”

The younger man exhaled shakily, “goodbye.”

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Caesar not entirely how he ended up here, laying nude next to his best friend and his best friend’s wife. Joseph and Suzy Q had approached him a week prior to this meeting. They explained that Joseph was curious about exploring his sexuality. They had chosen Caesar to join them because they trusted him more than anyone. He felt flattered but also a little anxious about his raging crush on the both of them.

Suzy was beautiful as always, wearing a pair of pale pink panties with a matching bra that had been thrown to the corner of the room. Caesar cupped one of her large breasts with his hand as he kissed her deeply. He could feel Joseph watching. A glance at him let Caesar know his mind was a storm swirling with horniness and jealousy. He watched as Joseph crawled closer

Joseph slid behind Suzy, pressing kisses to her shoulders. Caesar watched as the man nipped his wife’s sensitive skin and looked up at him. The man leaned closer, kissing Joseph. “Jojo,” he whispered as he kissed him passionately. Caesar could feel his heart pounding. Their tongues tangled together as he felt Suzy move to kiss Joseph’s jaw and palm his growing erection. Joseph gasped softly as he pulled away, smiling cheekily at the brunette.

They pulled apart, Suzy taking the pause to kick her now damp painties off. She laid back on the large bed, letting her legs fall open. “Boys, who wants a taste.” Caesar crawled forward before dragging his tongue across her folds. He happily eat the woman out, her musty flavor enough to get him drunk. Above him he could see Joseph and her making out. He chuckled as Joseph pinched her nipple causing her to cum without warning. Caesar sat up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He crawled on top of Joseph as he kissed him deeply. He could taste Suzy mixing in their mouth.

He watched as Suzy crawled away and took Joseph’s cock into her mouth. Caesar laughed at Joseph’s gasp before pulling away. He, with Suzy's help, rolled the large man over. He carefully entered Joseph, beginning to stretch him out. He entered two fingers, scissoring and curling them. He looked down at Suzy who was intoxicatingly beautiful and made sure to match her rhythm. He moved faster with Suzy as she deep throated him, adding another finger. Joseph arched his back, groaning. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He moaned as they both increased their speed. He came down Suzy’s throat.

Joseph caught his breath as he sat up slightly. He looked down to see Caesar was still completely hard. He immediately wrapped his fist around his thick cock. Caesar shivered, hiding his face in his shoulder. Suzy rested her head on Joseph's shoulder, watching curiously. She giggled shyly, pointing at his dick. “You have the prettiest dick Caesar, much prettier than Joseph’s.” She reached forward, running her fingers through his hair. She lovingly scratched his head with her nail, causing him to learn into her hand. Joseph began to pump faster.

The blond man moaned loudly, covering his blushing face. He wasn’t used to his threesome partners paying so much attention to him. It didn’t help that it was the most attractive couple on Earth and that they were teasing him. Suzy’s voice was like honey, “oh do you like the praise? You’re being such a good boy for Joseph and I.” He cried out as he came, the cum shooting up to cover his chest. He relaxed into the pillows while Joseph pulled out some condoms. He turned to Caesar, smiling softly.

“When you’re ready you get to fuck me while I fuck Suzy. Sound good?” He purred, kissing Caesar’s neck. For a man that seemed so nervous when first explaining the proposal to Caesar, he had certainly found his footing. He nodded, his cock already hardening again at the thought of fucking Joseph.

Once he was ready he rolled the condom on and entered Joseph’s hole. He groaned at the warmth and tightness, resting his head on his back. He felt Joseph shift as he entered Suzy. He groaned loudly, his sounds making Caesar’s dick pulse. He started moving first, slowly pulling out of Joseph before snapping his hips forward. Suzy moaned loudly as Joseph began to fuck her, rubbing her clit. Caesar began to thrust fast, Joseph moving with him. The both of them pounded into Suzy who was reduced to a puddle of moans and whimpers. Caesar felt Joseph’s hips stutter slightly.

“Fuck, Caesar, right there.” He groaned as Caesar hit his prostate head on. Joseph’s movements were desperate and needy, Caesar could tell he was nearing his end. Suzy herself was basically screaming now, her shaking thighs wrapping around the two men. It was Joseph who came first. He yelped as he slipped into Suzy. A few thrust later Suzy was coming too. Caesar watched as she grabbed fistfulls of Joseph's hair and her eyes rolled back. Joseph clinched around Caesar as a reaction, causing the blond to cum instantly.

He slowly pulled out and tossed the condom. He came back to the bed to see the married couple cuddle. He awkwardly laid next to Suzy, not touching either of them. Suzy rolled over, pulling him close. “Come snuggled. We want to be with you.” Caesar scooted closer, resting his head on Suzy’s chest and holding Joseph’s hand. He sighed softly.

m“I think I’m in love with you two.” He whispered, admitting his silent sin. Joseph just held his hand tighter as he let out a sigh of relief. “Oh thank god, we’re in love with you too.” Caesar’s eyes shot open as he looked at the pair to make sure they were joking with him. They were both completely serious. He let out a shuttering breath, sinking back into Suzy.

“So we can do this again?” Suzy giggled, hugging her boys. “Of course! We’ll take you on date nights too! We’ll have late breakfasts, early dinners, cold mornings, and hot nights. You’re not going to be our fuck tou Caesar, we love you.” He blinked away a few tears, kissing Suzy and Joseph, letting his breath ghost against their lips as he laid back down.

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They had lived in America for a few weeks now and Jonathan felt officially settled. It was late in the evening when he and Erina retired to bed. Be noticed Erina seemed a little anxious as she played with her hands while she put on her dressing gown. Jonathan smiled gently as he took her hand.

“My love, what has you so anxious?” He asked her, rubbing her hand with his thumb. She peered up at him, her big eyes full of emotion. Jonathan tucked a strain of blonde behind her ear, cupping her jaw. She nuzzled into his hand. “Jojo, I want a baby.”

Jonathan didn’t need to be told twice. He scooped her up, dropping her on the bed as she squealed with joy. He pressed a chaste kiss to her lips as he undressed her. She giggled softly at his rush, kissing back lovingly.

“I will give you as many babies as you long for my Ernia. I cannot wait to see you round with my child.” He brushed his hand over her stomach, currently flat and unblemished. He wrapped an arm around her frame, pulling her on top of him, still kissing her deeply. She let her legs slide apart as she kissed him, her thighs around his hips. He grasped her waist, sliding his hand to her breast.

He took them out of the dressing gown, cupping them in his large hands. The fat split out between his fingers and he imagined how they’d get even bigger when she was pregnant. He moaned softly at the thought and Erina repositioned herself. She grinded down on his cock, smiling softly. He gripped her hips, bucking upwards to meet her. He chuckled, “Erina, I will finish in my trousers if you keep doing that.” When a mischievous look she ground down harder, caused Jonathan to jolt upward as he came in his pants. You couldn’t blame him, his wife was just so beautiful. He was coming down when Erina’s face lit up.

She suddenly jumped off him. “Wait! I want to try something my girl friends told me about.” She stood an appropriate distance away. She began to shrug off her shawl, letting it slide off her body like running water. It caught on her hips briefly before landing on the floor. Next she pulled off her top, revealing her breast fully. She shyly wrapped her arms around herself, winking at Jonathan. Lastly, she shimmered out of her shirt, making sure to lean forward and let her breast hang obviously. She let the skirt fall from her hip, showing that she was not wearing underwear. The blonde curls were a contrast to her before pale skin. Jonathan beckoned her forward.

“You look ravishing, my dear.” He pulled off his own bottoms, letting his cock stand tall. Ernia swallowed at the cock, waiting while Jonathan stripped. They had had sex before but she still got nervous about how large he was. Jonathan took her into his arms, holding her like she was a pearl. He shifted so she laid beneath him, her blonde hair shining like gold in the dim light. He smiled lovingly as he kissed her deeply, pulling the blanket to cover their nude bodies. While servants never entered without knocking, he would rather they not see his wife naked.

He cupped her face as he began to kiss her again. She moved, wrapped her legs around his hips. His erect cock rubbed against her but never fully entered. She whimpered softly at the sensation, their kisses becoming sloppy. He moved lower, kissing her neck. He left sneaky bites, making sure none would be above the collars of her dresses. A secret just for them. He grabbed her breast, rubbed a thumb against her nipple.

She moaned quietly, her back arching. Jonathan loved her sounds, they were like nectar. He peppered kisses across her breast. He slid down lower, face to face with her pelvis. He rested his hand on the small bump where her womb sat. He saw their future, Erina round with a child while Jonathan stood beside her holding their first. He saw her nursing their new babe with her eyes and his hair. He saw their growing family curled into their large bed as a storm rolled over the manor.

He kissed the womb before lining himself up with her entrance and pushing inside. She moaned loudly, desperately grabbing fistfuls of the bedsheets. He slowly pushed inside, letting her adjust to the large size. She was unbelievably wet and hot, he could cum right there if he didn’t focus. Erina wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his shoulder. He slowly pulled out before moving forward in a slow patient motion. She moaned in his ear, the sound was like the sweet melody of church bells.

He began the thrust faster as Erina’s nails dug into his back. He closed his eyes as he pounded into her. He moved at a consistent pace, knowing he was already ready to finish again. He remembered a book he had read about women's sexual organs. While still thrusting inside her he moved his thumb to the top of her vulva. He knew he found the correct spot when her thighs began to shake. He continued fucking her while rubbing the bundle of nerves. Her legs shook harder before she screamed, finishing.

Except, surprisingly her ejection seemed to shoot out of her in a way that amazed Jonathan. His hips stuttered as he came inside. She sobbed, melting into the pillow, sighing heavily. Jonathan pulled out and laid next to her, wrapping an arm around her as he pulled her against his chest. He kissed her ear lobe as she snuggled into his chest.

“Where did you learn that, that was amazing.” She whispered, looking up at him through her lashes. He kissed her softly. “I read about it. I want to make you feel good.” She giggled shyly as she let her eyes flutter shut. “I love you.”

Jonathan smiled, rubbing her lower stomach, imagining their future to come. “I love you too.”

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Hey loves, I am not going promise I’m going to finish this series. I love writing, but I am this close to dropping out. I might write a few more but no more day updates. Hope no one’s too disappointed because I will keep writing other fics and they are millions of wonderful writers on this site! Also please be smart with your online decisions.