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She Played Me by Jasper's Woman
What?  There is a female leech on our line?  I don't give a shit if she's a Cullen or not, she should die from just standing there.  I walk to the line with my brothers and stare at her.  Damn, for a stinky leech she sure has a nice rack and that ass is perfect for grabbing while fucking her doggy style.  Sam looks at me and shakes his head.  Not only is that rude to think about a married woman, but she is a vampire.  She is cold and hard, she could snap your dick off dude.  He thinks and Embry laughs.  That may be true, but that body is meant for fucking not talking.
She talks about finding Jacob and wanting to help him get Bella. She doesn't want Bella to give up her life to spend an eternity with Edward.  Sam explains how Jacob left because she's engaged to Edward, yada yada, yada.. who cares.  Instead I think about what a vampire's pussy looks like, I wonder if it really is ice cold or can my dick warm her up?  Sam slaps my back and smiles at me, Well there's one way to find out.  Go and see if you can get some.  We'll be thankful when you stop going on and on about it.  
I walk over our line and get in her space, "I can take a message for Jacob, tell me exactly what you want.  I'll make sure he gets it."  I say as I look up and down her body focusing on those nice big tits.  She folds her arms over her chest and growls, "Forget get it, I'll send my husband to talk to him."  and she walks off.  "Hey where is your husband?  Why did he let you come here all alone? It's dangerous for a lady to be all alone around horny wolves." 
She smacks my face and I laugh.  She snacks me again and I grab her, pulling her in for a kiss.  I expected her to push me away but instead she rips my shirt open and kisses me back.  I break off the kiss and rip open her shirt and suck on those delicious tits. Her body's hard but if I squeeze hard enough I can move her tits around.  I push her down on the ground and bite and squeeze her nipples and she moans in response.  I rip off the rest of her clothes, she lays there and lets me do it.  I look down and can't wait to see her pussy.  I slowly open her legs and can't breathe at the sight before me.  FUCK, she has the sexiest pussy I have ever seen. She is bare and dripping wet, just how I like my pussy's to be.   I look up to see her smile at me, she knows she's fucking hot. 
I start at her tits slowly and softly, licking and kissing my way down.   I hold onto her hips working my way down. She responds by bucking her hips into me and I chuckle.  Yeah, she liked that shit. I spread her legs open and lick up her legs. I can taste the arousal that has dripped down her leg. I lick it up as I kiss towards her opening, pushing two fingers into her pussy.  She's ice cold but it feels so good.  "OH God your fingers are so warm and thick, just like I knew they would be."  She moans and pushes onto my fingers.

 . I then lick from her ass to her clit and in return I get a growl and she bucks her hips into my face.  I look up and smile before continuing to lick, suck, and bite at her clit.  Her pussy is cold but very sweet, the more I taste the more I want. I can't seem to get enough.
The faster I move my tongue the more she grunts and moans.  She grabs my head and pushes it harder against her pussy.  "OH Fuck, your mouth is so hot."  she moans out and I plunge my fingers deeper.  She gasps and cries out as I fingerfuck her fast and hard.  It doesn't take long for her to scream "YES MUTT, YES" as she cums on my face. I lick up ever drop she has provided for me. 
I slowly stand up and take off my pants,  "You ever suck wolf cock before leech?"  She shakes her head, "No, you'll be my first one mutt."  she sneers and grabs my cock, sucking on my balls as she pumps me hard.  Just when I'm about to beg her to put me in her mouth, she swallows me down her throat.  FUCK YES, I hate leeches, but they damn can she suck cock.  I try to keep standing up as my pleasure builds.  I pull out of her mouth, "ON your hands and knees leech, I want to cum in that pussy."   She laughs as she gets into position and fingers her pussy waiting for me, "YOU want to fuck me like a dog mutt?"  With that I slam hard into her and feel the ground crack below us.  The harder I pound into her the deeper we sink into the earth.  I grab her ass and pull apart her cheeks.  Damn, what a sight.  I suck my finger into my mouth coating it in my saliva, I slowly push my finger inside of her.  She moans and as I finger her ass, "Your cock is so fucking hot and big." She cries out as she cums again.  The feeling of her venom around my dick is too much and I blow my load deep inside her. 
I take a minute to calm down then pull out of her and fall on my back. I look over and see I fucked her about three feet into the earth.  I laugh and watch her get up.  I hand her the ripped clothes and feel bad that she has nothing to wear back to her house.  She doesn't take them, "You can burn them.  I don't want my husband to smell mutt on my clothes."  I roll my eyes, "Well what are you going to wear back to your pack of leeches?"
She stands  and  smiles at me, "I have an identical change of clothes back a few yards.  I'm going to swim in the lake and clean off your stench.  Then run back home."  WHAT?  Did she plan on getting fucked?  I must have looked shocked because she started to laugh. 
"I knew at least one of you was going to fuck me, so I made sure I was prepared.  Alice can't see when you mutts are around and Edward would never dare say anything if he hears our thoughts.  He's too much of a pussy."  She starts to walk off but stops and turns around, "Thanks for the fuck mutt."  and runs off. 
Ha ha, you thought you were using her and she played you.  You got used by a leech.  Embry laughs in my head after I phase back. I run back to camp with a huge grin on my face.  I hope she visits the reservation again, I would love for a repeat performance. 

My First Time by TheUnderStudy

I had come to the visit the Denali Coven with the Cullens.  It was my college graduation present from Carlisle.  I did have my ulterior motives: Tanya Denali.  She had promised me so many things and I had already promised her my heart.

We had exchanged emails and phone numbers when she visited the Cullens.  It was he summer after my freshman year.  She stayed a week and we bonded over so much.  Our friendship developed into something more.  I wanted her.  I needed to have her.  However, I was worried that I might imprint. 

After a week of socializing with the family, I had enough. She took me to a secret hide-a-way, from out of ear shot of the others.  I didn’t care about imprinting once I saw her.  I knew I had been drawn to Tanya.  For the past three years, I craved her, needed her, and desired her.  I had been on the University of Washington’s Campus and still hadn’t imprinted.  Why would it happen now?

Plus I was still a virgin.  I had never even kissed a girl.  I wanted it to be Tanya.  I wanted everything to be her.  I wanted her to teach me the desires of my soul.

“I love you, Tanya.  I know there are dangers of imprinting, but I don’t care,” I said to her.
Tanya placed her fingers to my lips, and then kissed me deeply.

 “I love you too Seth.  If I am not the one that gets to keep you, at least I get to be in your heart first.”

And the teaching started.

Take her.

Claim her.

I undressed her slowly, kissing each piece of skin that revealed themselves to me.  I took extra time lapping and sucking her breasts. I could not get enough of them.  Her nipples were flicked, bitten, and licked from at least half an hour.  They were perfect. 

I then stood up and let my shorts fall to the floor.  My cock sprang forth and was ready to be dipped in her wetness.  I wanted to taste her there, but Tanya was worried that the venom would hurt me.  I slowly crawled back up the bed, kissing her feet then her calves, and suckling at the spot just above her center on each thigh. Since using my tongue was not an option, she taught me how to use my fingers to pleasure her.  I loved seeing her writhe beneath me.  She moaned and called out my name.


“Louder Tanya.  Does this feel good.  Same my name T,” I growled out.  My wolf had filled my mind full force. 

“Oh Seth! Fuck! Right there baby,” She moaned.

Make her come.

“I want you to come all over my hand, Tanya.”

“Damn Seth.  Fuck! I love you all commanding.”

“Come, now!” I growled.


Her walls clamped down on my fingers and broke them as she orgasmed.  I didn’t mind.  It was worth it.  I began to reset my fingers before they fully healed.  I knew it wouldn’t take long. Tanya gasped and worried over me.  She licked and sucked on my fingers, telling me how good she tasted.  Her hands lowered to my cock and I watched as she licked her lips.

Her mouth was an utter and complete joy.  I begged for more and I felt my wolf shaking its cage.  I didn’t want to lose control with her so close to me, but she was driving me insane with her tongue.  I ran my nails up her back and she dug hers into my ass.  I exploded down her throat and my wolf howled in glee.


Take her.

Claim her.


I was hard again immediately and lined myself up to her entrance.  Tanya was vibrating in expectation.  She told me she had never felt her body sing this way before.  It was like she was about to climax again just from the thought of me being inside her.  I didn’t want to keep her waiting, so I pushed myself into her dripping wet center.  I moved into her quickly and deep, not giving any time for her to adjust.

“Fuck, Seth! So hot… so fucking hot and thick…,” she moaned and gripped my arms.
It felt like heaven; like coming home and feeling secure.  I took a deep breath and looked at Tanya.  I wanted to see how good I made her feel.  Our eyes lock and it happened.  That similar, magical feeling all the imprinted wolves felt, was now radiating between us.

“Tanya!  You’re…you’re….” I stuttered.

“Sex now, talk later,” she said wrapping her legs around me, forcing me deeper.


Claim Imprint


Her breasts bounced and swayed as I began to pound into her.  I gasped and moaned as I loved the feeling oh how wet she was.  Her face was full of pleasure and joy. We gave her that.  I leaned down and took one of her breasts into my mouth as I thrusted.  I switched to the other and sped up my pace again. 

I sat back on my knees and brought her up to me.  I slammed her down back on my cock and the warmth she is now giving off is driving me crazy.  I was surprised I had lasted this long inside of her.  I was going to lose it soon and it would be fabulous.  Tanya began to take over, finding her rhythm as she rode me.  I know I will bruise, but I would heal.

I met my hips up with hers and we went faster and faster.

“Tanya, fuck… Fuck! Baby, I’m going to come,” I groan nibbling her neck.

“Me too…,” she whispers.




Tanya leaned back and it hit a new spot.  Her neck exposed and I couldn’t resist.  I bit into her neck, careful not to break my teeth.  I reached down to pinch her nub and she exploded on top of me.  The feeling of her grasping my cock felt so good.  I felt a sharp pain in my neck, but combined with her pulsing wetness, I released inside her.

My orgasm was long and hard and marvelous.

Then I felt a slight burn in my neck and then nothing.  Tanya jumped off of my lap frantically and lay me down.  I didn’t understand what was going on.

“Seth! I bit you! I gotta suck the venom out.  Where’s the bite?  OH MY GOD! The wound closed,” she cried out.

“Tanya, it’s fine.  I’m fine.  Calm down.  Nothing is happening,” I said bringing her to lie down on the bed with me.

I looked at the small bite on her neck and it is barely there.  I would have to do it while I was wolf.  I hoped she’d let me.  I theorized that maybe it is due to the fact she is my mate, my imprint.  Her venom is not dangerous to me.  My wolf was pleased and sated.

“One thousand years of waiting on my mate and he turns out to be a twenty-four year old werewolf,” Tanya giggled.

“Shape shifter.  Get it right,” I said playfully.

I was just about to ask her what we should do next.  I was sure the family was looking for us.  But the bed groaned and collapsed beneath us.

"I guess Quileute furniture is not that sturdy," Tanya said, as we accessed the damage.

"Well, I guess it couldn’t handle my force,” I said, grinding into her thigh. I smiled at her, gaining more of this newfound cockiness, “So, how was I?”

“Great.  So great that I wonder if you’re ready to go again,” Tanya says licking down my chest.
I growled and quickly turned her onto her stomach. I pulled her ass up to me and squeezed it.

My way

My style


Yes my wolf.  I knew I was going to love it this way.

You're my Bitch by Jasper's Women



I pull into my driveway thrilled to finally be home. On hot days like this it sucks being in the delivery business. But I am lucky to have an understanding wife who will let me veg in front of the TV all night. I walk in, "Rose, I'm home." I guess she's downstairs doing laundry. I leave my bag in the walkway so she knows I'm home and head upstairs to the bedroom. I get out of my clothes and dump them on the floor and head into the shower. I let the water run all over me as I rest my head against the tiles.


After I'm cleaned up I grab a towel and head out of the bathroom, but stop short at the sight in front of me. Standing there is my wife, wearing some sort of black corset, with these lacy black tights, a chain hanging around her neck and black gloves. Her beautiful blond hair is flowing around her shoulders and she's slapping some sort of whip in her hand. She is glaring at me as if I did something wrong? I'm a little scared but my cock gets hard real fucking quick.


Rose, where did y......." She slaps the wall with the whip "You will not speak unless I tell you to." she yells at me. I jump back and smile, fuck when did Rose get all freaky on me? She walks up to me, rips the towel away and runs the whip along my chest and cock. Then she whispers in my ear as she twists my nipple, "I want you to get on the bed and lie on your back. Don't move and don't talk unless I tell you. If you don't listen I will use this riding crop on you as punishment." I nod, so that's what it is. I slowly get on the bed but keep my eyes on my sexy wife. 


She crawls on the bed and straddles me, rubbing her heat against my stomach. She lightly smacks my balls with the riding crop. "hmmmm, you like that, don't you?" I nod afraid that I will get hit hard if I speak. "Do you know what your naked body does to me? Do you know how fucking gorgeous that huge thick cock of yours is? Do you know I want to suck and fuck your cock all the time? It's all I think about at work and in the car." My eyes roll in the back of my head. Images of my wife thinking about sucking me off and fucking me hard flood my mind.


I try to control myself and not grab Rose, flip her over and give her what she wants. But she beats me to it and grabs my hands. She raises them above my head. I moan but then get a little scared when she handcuffs me to the headboard. She smiles down at me, "Can't have you trying to run away or deny me what is mine. I am going to bring you intense pleasure, only after I have my fun first." .


She continues to slap my chest, thighs and balls with the fucking riding crop and it stings, but also brings some pleasure too. "You've been very naughty Jacob. I tried to get you in bed three nights in a row and you ignored me. Now I am going to use your body how I want." She slaps my thighs again, but harder and quicker. I wince at the pain and pray she stops.


Then she moves up and straddles my face and I wonder how the fuck I am going to eat her pussy with her clothes on, but then I see how. She has on crotchless panties and spreads the fabric so I can get my sweet prize. I know all men think their wives pussies are gorgeous, but my Rose's pussy is fucking amazing. Not only is it so pretty and tasty, but the things it does to my body, OH FUCK. I just might cum thinking about it.  


She sits on my face and I go to town licking and biting at her folds. My hands are cuffed, so I have to make sure I give her an orgasm using just my mouth and tongue. I nip at her clit and then pump my tongue in and out of her sweet pussy. I can hear her moaning and she gyrates around my face, pushing herself harder into my face. I fucking love every minute of this. Even without my fingers I can get her off. As her juices flow around my mouth and down my neck I move my tongue faster and inside of her. I hum into her and that sends her over the edge. "Oh FUCK YES." She screams and releases into my mouth and I feel fucking superior having given my wife a good orgasm.


She moves down to whisper in my ear, "You like to eat my pussy, don't you?" I nod, damn right Rose, I'll fucking eat your pussy all fucking day and night. She tweaks my nipples and then moves down to my cock and licks it slowly. She grabs it hard and then takes most of it into her mouth and throat. I groan at the image and use all my strength to not thrust into her. Damn I can feel her sucking on my cock and hear the slurping sounds she is making. As I get close she stops and pinches my nipples hard.


"I'm not ready for you to cum yet. Jacob." She turns around and pumps my cock in her hands rubbing it along her pussy. FUCK! All rational thoughts leave as I feel her pussy take me in. OH SHIT! She moves up and down on me. I want to grab her body and slam her up and down on my cock.  Instead I thrust hard and fast. She won't want to punish me after what my cock is doing to her. She leans back on her arms and moans repeatedly. She leans back a little and I start to grunt and moan as I feel my orgasm building up. It doesn't take long for her walls to clamp down on my cock as she flows all around me "OH JACOB! OH FUCK, YES!" I slam into her one last time and cum hard and long in her tight pussy.


I can hear her panting as she slowly moves off of me, "That is exactly what I wanted." She leans over and grabs a key and takes the handcuffs off me. I quickly grab her hands handcuff her to the bed now. She looks up at me with pure lust in her eyes "You may be done, but I'm not, I have three nights of fucking to make up for. I am going to pleasure


Mistress Knows Best by TheUnderStudy

My name is Edward Cullen and I am a submissive to my Mistress, Carmen Eleazar.  Make no mistake. This was not about love, but it was about devotion and need.  I had finally opened up t my mistress and told her my new needs and fears. I wanted to belong to her in every single way.  I wanted my Mistress to take me.  I was afraid that I would never be enough, but she assured me that it was that desire that would inspire me in sessions.  

A week after we had revised my contract, I was busying myself in my law office. I was swamped with logging in my case notes.  I was sitting at my desk flustered beyond thought.  The vibrating sensation began to flow though me and I broke my pen in half.  My new anal plug had been taunting me all morning.  I had been waiting in anticipation for hit to vibrate.  Feeling it nearly making me want to explode made me rethink giving my Mistress the wireless remote.  My phone vibrated along my desk and I knew who it was. 

Good morning, my Pet,” she spoke humorously. 

Mis-mistress,” I sighed.  The pleasure was amazing. 

You are not to come until I say.  You are to leave your office at six o’clock and head straight to me. Do you understand?” 

Yes, Mistress,” I moaned. 

Oh, my Pet.  We will have great fun this evening,” she said before the line went dead and the vibrations stopped. 

We were not scheduled to meet today, but I would never disobey her.   

I got through the day nearly breaking my desk in concentration.  I did and thought of everything to keep from climaxing.  I was sweating profusely and was in need of a shower.  However, I knew she wanted me to come straight there.   

When it was six o’clock, the plug started to vibrate again. I was wondering how I was going to drive.  I sat down in my car and took several deep breaths.  I pulled out the garage and headed to my Mistress.  Once I was parked in her driveway, I felt the vibrations immediately stop.  I entered the house and began to disrobe.  When I finished, I kneeled with my head down, and hands behind my back.  I felt her presence before I saw her feet before me. 

She had on fire engine-red, peep-toe heels.  Black lace stockings covered up her muscled legs.  The chain necklace I bought her as a present was dangling down by her hip.  I quickly lowered my eyes and I heard her chuckle.  

My mistress commanded me to follow her to the playroom.  She didn’t order me to stand, so I crawled, subserviently, behind her.  We entered the room and it was colder than usual.  This warned me I would be tested; she was to make me sweat. 

Crawl to your bench, my Pet.” 

I went willingly and waited for her next command. 

What is your safe word? You may speak.” 

Lotus, Mistress.” 

When shall you use it?” She asked. 

When I need a break or have had enough.” 

Good.  Now, how have you liked your new plug?” 

I have loved it, Mistress,” I answered. 

She came behind me and petted me, caressing down my back.  I felt the cold glide of the leather gloves she wore.  She knew me well. It was the only thing besides her bare touch that excited me.  Her hand continued down my back and tapped my plug. I hissed in delight and she chuckled again.  She reminded me that I was not to come until told and my silence would be rewarded greatly.  I heard her retreat to the cabinet and began to level my breathing.  My Mistress made her way to the other side of the bench and paused. 

Look up at me, my Pet.” 

I gazed upon her in awe.  Her caramel skin glowed.  She wore a leather black bra and her makeup was light, but dark in color.  Her hair was coiled tight in a bun, except that loose tendril that never stayed in place.  She brought her hands from around her back and she held my favorite riding crop.  It had a thick, black leather end supported by a long, metal rod. I had to hold my shiver of pleasure. 

She had me to straddle the bench and then cuffed my hands above me.  I was restrained, but comfortable.   

Let’s prepare you, shall we?” 

Before I could ready myself, she slapped the crop against my plug.  It stung wonderfully. I heard it whistle through the air as her hand pulled back.  It met the tip of the plug again and I breathed deeper.  Each slap was better than the next. It had been so long and it was somewhat overwhelming.  I felt like I was about to say my safe word.  

She removed the plug slowly and caressed my ass again before bringing the crop down to each cheek.  She tapped it next on my dripping cock and back to my ass.  She alternated repeatedly and each touch was achingly marvelous. 

I was getting close and I knew I was going to explode, so I whispered Lotus.  I no longer wanted to disappoint her.  She told me how pleased she was and I took a few breaths to calm myself.  She released my hands from their binds and told me stand. 

I will reward you today Edward.  You will take your Mistress and pleasure her well.  You will not come until I command you.  Now undress me.” 

Excitement was an understatement.  I had only taken my mistress on other time.  It was over a year ago and we had not done so since.  I wanted this as much as I wanted her to fuck me. I did as she commanded and took off her shoes, her stockings, and her bra.  I left on her gloves and she chuckled again.  She allowed me this indulgence.  She lowered me down to the bench.  I lay down as she straddled me.  I was already rock hard and ready.  I knew our earlier activities had excited her.  There was no need to insult her by testing to see if she was wet.  I was the sub, not her. 

I lifted her by her onto me and slowly lowered her down. I knew she liked me to tease her. I was glad to oblige, as I would not want to come on accident.  I raised my hips to exert more force into every thrust.  I wanted to meet her deeper and deeper.  Her gloved hands caressed my chest and pinched my nipples. I couldn’t hold back the moan. 

Spread your legs wider,” she moaned between my thrusts. 

I did as she instructed and felt her press down on my chest with one hand.  My eyes were closed, but flew open when I felt the crop slap against my balls. 

Fuck, Mistress!” I screamed, but was gleefully surprised. 

Did I ask you to speak, Pet?” 

I quieted and went back to serving my Mistress.  With each slap, a tingling sensation went through me and I pushed it into her as our bodies connected.   

My paced quickened and my force hardened.  I would never stop being the best for her.  

She was close.  I felt her walls tightening around me.  I squeezed my eyes closed, trying desperately to hold on.  She climaxed and clutched my cock with all her might.  I thought of being her good sub, being in the position she wanted.  It was the hardest test I had ever been given.  If she didn’t let me come soon, I would disappoint.  I didn’t want to use my safe word, but I knew I would have to if this continued. I trusted her to take care of me. 

I collapsed back down on the bench and she leaned on my chest, reveling in her orgasm.  She then climbed off me and ordered me to lie still, with my legs still spread.  She rubbed my balls with her gloved hands and it was ecstasy.  She brought the crop down to them and I hissed. 

Come, Pet.” 

I answered her command immediately and released in long spurts across my chest and the crop.  It was still rubbing my balls as I came.  When I calmed, I opened my eyes and saw her licking the cum from the crop. 

Succulent.  Would you like a taste, my Pet?” 

I nodded, but instead of the crop, I was rewarded with her lips.  Her tongue, her lips, and my essence were enough to have me hard again in seconds.  This was my life and I would never doubt that my

Mistress knew best.

Fruits of Desire by TheUnderStudy


We were on a small private beach with a quaint little house that Rose and Em had rented for us.  I didn’t want to use my card and my father knew where I was.  Since Benny had left his coven to be with me, he was without the funds.  Getting a nice place like this with privacy was going to cost money.  We couldn’t risk exposes ourselves to the humans.  I never sparkled like Benny and my family, but I still moved fast for a half vampire.  I wanted some down time for us to just be.


Benny and I had been testing to see which fruits from my lunch tray would get me the wettest.  We had tried the apple slice.  He had outlined my body with it and then fed it to me.  With the grapes, he had used to tickle my flesh.  Last was the strawberries and he knew they my favorite.   

I moaned as he gripped my thighs.  I leaned up from the lounge chair and nibbled his neck. He hissed and pulled away, narrowing his eyes at me.  I gave him my best innocent look and laid back on the lounger.  He just snickered at my antics and brought over our next sweet treat. A ripe, delicious strawberry. 

He slowly removed my bikini top and, with his gift, brought over some sea water.  He allowed droplets to fall and turned them to ice as they reached my nipples.  I moaned and cursed as he teased me.  As each drop fell, he fed me the strawberries.  I would never be able to eat another strawberry and not nearly combust from pleasure. 

After my third strawberry was eaten, he brought his mouth to my nipples and licked them vigorously.  He gripped the other and massaged it as he enjoyed the taste of the one in his mouth.  I was on fire for him and felt that coil about to snap. He abruptly stopped and whispered that he wasn’t ready for me to come yet. 

Benny brought another strawberry over to him and sat back on his knees.  He removed my bikini bottom and I started breathing heavily, his own need becoming apparent in his board shorts.  I watched as his bare chest rippled, catching the random sun rays and shimmering.  Benny then wrapped my legs around his waist and ran the strawberry down my thighs.  He stared at me as if he wanted to devour every inch of me. His eyes grew dark as he smelled my arousal and that did nothing but make me wetter for him.  He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. 

I know that smell.  Someone is wet for me,” he whispered into my calf. 

Benjamin…,” I whined and panted, “…please don’t tease me.” 

Oh, I’m Benjamin now?  You must be really turned on,” he whispered into my thigh. 

He took the strawberry that remained in his hand and slid it up my thigh.  It kept going until it stopped right over the top of my… 

Ummm, Benny! Fuck!” I said, squirming as the sweet fruit found its way between my folds. 

Yes, beautiful?” He asked, still running the fruit along my opening. 

Fuck!” I screamed again as it ran over my clit. 

Such a nasty mouth.  It’s so unbecoming of a young lady,” he said jokingly. 

He rubbed the fruit over my aching center over and over.  I was surprised the strawberry had not been crushed by my grinding efforts. 

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I said in between giggles and moans. 

Well, I am just going to have to wash that mouth out with my cock,” he whispered in my ear.

Taste,” he commanded, his eyes black with desire. 

I bit into it ravenously, devouring it.  He moaned and it turned into a growl as he watched as I licked the remnants from my lips. 

“Fuck,” he groaned under his breath. 

Maybe I’ll have to wash your mouth out as well,” I teased. 

You first.” 

Benny had his shorts off instantly.  His defined chest had already been exposed to me, dizzying me with the view.  He brought my head up with one hand and guided his cock to my eager mouth with the other.  I was turned on even more by his force and desire.  He was in full control and it was hot.  It signaled another dose of my arousal and I moaned as he pushed his length into my mouth. 

I wrapped my tongue around his gorgeous cock as he settled deep within my mouth.  I moaned as he set a rhythm, holding onto my head with his hand.  He pulled all the way out and pushed back in and I let my teeth slightly graze his shaft as he dipped down my throat.  I knew he loved it when I did that. 

Amazing, Nessa!” He hissed.   

I brought my hands up to cup his balls as I sucked, rubbing and squeezing them.  It always brought him closer to his release and I hungered to taste him.  I sucked him farther down my throat and pulled him back out.  He stopped me instantly, putting space between us. 

Not yet, Nessa.  I want to be inside you,” he whispered kissing my temple. 

He brought his lips down to mine and kissed me breathless.  He allowed me a few seconds of air before claiming my lips again.  His hands found my hips and began to lie me back down.  His now chilled body was heavy on top me and I loved it.  I wrapped my legs around him, grasping his ass to bring him closer to me.  Our kisses became more heated and our bodies grinded against each other.  His hard cock pressed against my center and the friction was wonderful, but not enough. 

I needed him… 

I wanted him… 

I ached to have him fill me… 

I brought my hips up to meet his and felt as he slid into me.  I shivered in pleasure, which cause him to slip inside me more. 

Nessa…oh god …so warm…,” he groaned as I tried to push him further inside. 

I kissed up Benny’s neck and he caressed my hips.  I gasped as he pushed quickly, breathless from the pleasure and slight pain from it.  My hands found their home in Benny’s hair and my teeth bit into his shoulder. 

Fuck me, baby.  We can make love later,” I whispered against the spot I just bit. 

Then on your knees,” he growled. 

We had yet to try this position and I was so eager to.  I didn’t waste time when he pulled out and flipped over on my knees.  He lined himself up and slid right in.  Benny then gripped my hips so tight I knew I would bruise.  He found a slow pace at first, trying to prolong the feeling of this new position.  However, I was too greedy and ready to come again.  I also wanted to feel him pulse inside of me.  I pressed back with each thrust of his and he began to increase his rhythm, filling me like never before. 

Nessa, Nessa…,” he moaned over and over. 

Yours, Benny. Always.” 

He brought me up to him, my back meeting his chest.  His hands were wild and needy, clinging onto my flesh as if I might leave.  Our kisses were sloppy and insatiable.   

Thrust after thrust encouraged my body to tighten, readying to cum.  I muttered to him that I was close and he echoed my plight.  He leaned me back down and one hand slid down my spine from my neck to my ass.  He gave me a small smack on my ass and it triggered my climax. I fell over instantly.  Benny thrusted twice more before he joined me.  We both screamed, growling out profanities and adorations into the Rio air.  We both collapsed into the lounger, Benny spooning me. 

We must do that again,” he said in between laughs. 

Yes, when my legs are not jello,” I replied. 

We both settled in the afterglow, saying “I love you” as the sun set.

Loosen Up My Buttons by JaspersBella

Coming through the door, I call out, “You're on in fifteen. Switchhead is wrapping their set up now.”

 The guys are getting excited, I love watching them before they hit the stage.  They truly love performing and the fans are going to be in quite the show tonight.

I look over each guy before they head out, approving their outfits for the night.  But then my eyes land on Jasper, and his purple button up.

 “Ummmm...Jay, what are you wearing?”

 “That would be a shirt, Bella,” he smirks at me.

Shaking my head, “No- I don't THINK so.”

 “I disagree.  It is a shirt,” he teases me playfully.

 “Jay, that color is awful.  Why in the hell would you wear it?”

 “I like this shirt.”

 “It's lavender.  Are you going to start wearing sweaters and loafers now?”, I ask in disbelieve.

  “I just might,”  he says, teasing me again.

 “You're not wearing that on stage.”

 “Yes, I am.”

 “No! You are not!” I walk over to his hanging clothes and pull out a dark gray shirt, “Here, put this on.”

 “I don't wanna.  I'm gonna keep this one on,” he whines, his accent becoming thicker with each word.

Before he can protest anymore, I step closer to him, my body almost touching his.  Reaching up, I start to unbutton his shirt slowly while looking up at him.  His eyes widen as I continue with the buttons.

After reaching the last one, I lay my hands on this stomach, dragging them up his body and over his shoulders, removing the shirt as I go. Finally, I slip it off of his shoulders.

I notice both of our breathing has picked up at this point and the room has gone quiet.  I can feel the guys staring at us, but I completely ignore them. I stay focused only on Jasper.  His blue-gray eyes seem to darken when I wrap a hand around the side of his neck and pull him down to me.

My lips ghost the edge of his ear as I whisper, “Will you please wear this shirt for me?”

He nods into my shoulder and slowly pulls away from me.  His eyes never leave mine as he pulls the shirt on, buttons it up and rolls up the sleeves to his elbows.

I originally took his shirt off to get my way with the new shirt, but then something changed between the two of us.  I know I wasn't the only one who felt it.  We've been dancing around each other for months, but neither of us has made a move for anything more.

Our moment is interrupted by a stagehand yelling out for the band to line up for the walk to the stage.  Finally gathering my senses, I snap out of my Jasper induced fog. Stepping away from him, I make my way over to the guys to make sure they are all ready.

“Ok...ummmm....have a great show,” I tell them.

They each give me a look as they pass by me and give me the traditional kiss on the forehead for luck.  Jasper is the last one to leave.  He stands in front of me, cups my cheek with his palm and slowly runs his thumb over my lips.  He leans down and places a soft kiss on my lips.  I watch as he walks out to catch up with the rest of the band.

 “You coming, Swan?”  I hear one of the roadies ask me.

 “Yeah, I'll be right there.”

As I make my way to the stage, my lips still tingle from the feeling of Jasper's sweet kiss.

I can hear the crowd chanting for the band and erupt in cheers when Jasper's guitar hisses and Emmett belts out the words of wanting to be a rock star.  I laugh and think to myself, Yeah, Brother, there's not wanting to be a rock star.  You are one.

The energy in the place is high.  Em is dancing around and singing his heart out.  Jasper, Peter and Garrett have stepped up their playing to match Emmett.  This is probably the greatest show they have ever played.
I step out from the side of the stage a little more to get a better look at the crowd.  Amazing. There’s not one person sitting down – everyone is on their feet, dancing and singing along.

Over two hours and three encores later, the boys are leaving the stage.  I start walking toward the dressing rooms because I'm not really sure what to think about what happened earlier with Jasper or if there is a chance that maybe he and I can be together.  I just can't seem to face him right now, so I take the coward’s way out.

Before I reach the door, I'm grabbed from behind and a voice whispers in my ear, “Wanna tell me what that was about early?”

I melt into the strong arms of the man that I want more than anything.

Not able to find the words, I just shrug my shoulders.  Jasper pushes me into an empty room, spinning me around to face him. He picks me up by my waist and sets me on a table.  The look on his face tells me that he wants me just as much as I want him.  He kisses me and our hands roam all over each other.  I start to unbutton his shirt as his hands go under my skirt, pulling my panties down away from my hips, jerking them down my legs and dropping them to the floor.

I start to unbuckle his belt and whisper, “I guess I'm your groupie girl tonight, huh?”

He stops instantly and looks me in the eyes, “You know I'm not like that.  You're the only one that I want.

Tonight and the rest of forever, you'll be mine.”

My passion for him increases as I grab him and kiss him hard, trying to get his pants off of him at the same time.  I'm so wet for him that he's able to push his cock into me with one thrust.  We both moan as I wrap my legs around him and his starts thrusting harder.

His body was already slick with sweat from being on stage, but I didn't care. It just made me want him more.  My legs start to shake as Jasper fucks me harder.  He suddenly pulls out of me and turns me around. He hand pushes down on my back til my chest is flat on the table and he enters me from behind.  His grip on my hips is painful, but the pleasure he gives me makes up for it.  I can feel myself getting closer with this new angle as he sinks deeper inside me.

 “Jasper, I'm so close,”  I moan as he continues to pound into me.

 “Fuck, Bella!”  he growls out as his leans over my body, slightly biting into my shoulder.

This causes me to release and I feel him pulse inside me as he bites harder and then kisses the bite gently.  We lay there for a minute trying to catch our breaths and trying to get our heartbeats to return to normal.
All too soon, Jasper slips out of me and helps me up.  He pulls me to him and kisses me deeply.
We break apart and stand there for another minute just looking at one another before we start to get dressed.

 “Soooo, what happens now?” I ask cautiously.

He smirks at me, “Well, now I get to show off my girlfriend to the band.  Groupies be damned!”

Taking my hand, I let him lead me to the dressing room. He allows me to enter in first and slaps me on the ass.  I turn around in shock.

 “That’s for telling me you don’t like my shirt.”

We both chuckle and undress slowly.   I really hope the rest of the band won’t leave us because this is going to take a minute.



Thanks for the Hand by TheLyricalCutie

I growled low, thinking of my husband Royce.  Everything I used to think was so dreamy about him now left me wanting to smother him in his sleep.  I should have listened to the tiny voice in my head screaming ‘I don’t’ the day of the wedding, I should have waited like my parents told me to, but I’d simply ignored everything and strutted my way into marital bliss.  The ink had barely been dry on the paper before I’d realized what a mistake I’d made.  But I was a Hale and Hales didn’t quit; they also didn’t do manual labor, according to my father. So here I was four years later, shackled to a desk job I hated instead of working as a mechanic as I’d always wanted, and married to a man I despised.

“Hey, Beautiful!” A cheerful voice broke through my miserable thoughts “Working late?”

“Hey yourself,” I smiled, looking up at the one bright spot in my day.

Peter Whitlock.

He’d started working for Cullen & Platt Law Firm a few months ago and we’d become fast friends; always talking and laughing when we encountered each other.  On my worst days, he could make me smile with his outrageous flirting; I even flirted back on occasion.  Peter was one fine looking man. He was six-one with the body of a swimmer, dark blonde hair, and the most amazing hazel-green eyes I’d ever seen. I often found myself getting lost in them when we were talking. Lately, I’d started fantasizing about attaching myself to those delicious looking lips of his, but the ring on my finger kept me from launching myself at him.

 “I offered to work,” I finally answered as he propped a hip against the corner of my desk.
“That husband of yours still getting on your nerves,” he drawled with a knowing smile.

My stomach fluttered.  There was just something about a southern accent that made me want to purr like a kitten.

“Let’s put it this way,” I sighed dramatically. “I wouldn’t cry if he got lost on the way home and never came back.”

Peter chuckled swinging his booted foot.  I tried not to stare, but it was absolutely impossible with him looking the way he does.

“Sugar I couldn’t imagine anyone not wanting to come home to you.”

“Ha you don’t know my husband.  Royce views me as nothing more than a piece of furniture!”

“Then he’s a damn fool,” he spoke with conviction.

My eyes widened at his tone.

“Then what does that make me?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“An angel for putting up with his shit,” he said a little softer now. I practically melted into my seat as he continued, “He doesn’t know how to handle you.”

“Ha, and you do?” I asked with a smirk.

Peter was always talking shit. It was what he did best.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” he drawled and my heart stuttered a step.

I sure as hell wanted to know!

“Hales don’t get divorces,” I quoted, mimicking my mother.

A slow smile crossed his rugged face, “I wonder what else Hales don’t do,” he said softly.

Had someone turned down the air because it suddenly felt hot in here?

“Well since I’m a King I guess you’ll never know,” I joked trying to defuse the heat spreading through my body.  My panties were damp.  Rose, get a hold of yourself, I chastised myself silently.

He leaned in closer until our noses almost touched and my stomach clenched in anticipation. 
“What a damn shame,” he breathed.

His breath ghosted over my lips like a lover’s caress and a slight moan escaped my lips.  What a damn shame indeed.

 “I better finish this filing so I can get home,” I mumbled pushing away from him reluctantly.

On one shoulder, I had the good angel reminding me of my marriage vows. On the other shoulder, the bad angel was telling me to mount up and ride that stallion.  My pussy walls quivered at the thought of his cock sliding in and out of me as he took me from behind, slapping my ass in time to his strokes as I screamed my way to ecstasy.  Choking back a moan, I grabbed the files, mumbled a see you later, and hauled ass to the filing room before I did something stupid.

I was bent over putting some files away, still trying to calm my hormones when a hard body pressed up against my backside. I bite my lip as an even harder cock pushed against me.
“Let me give you a hand,” Peter whispered in a smoky voice and my eyes rolled back as he grinded into me.

“Oh my fuck,” I groaned as his lips attacked my neck finding that spot that turned me into a wildcat. 
There’s no turning back now, I thought lustfully as his lips and hands trailed over my body.  I started rubbing my ass against his cock harder and faster when his hands slipped under my dress to massage my pussy through the silk of my panties.  The combination of his fingers and silk created a delicious friction that had me panting and begging for him.

My hands found my way to my breast and started toying with them as his fingers danced over my clit.  I was mumbling to him incoherently as pressure started to build between my legs.  I was close to cumming when he suddenly stopped. He spun me around and took my mouth in a ravenous kiss. My pulse skyrocketed as I lifted one leg along the outside of his.  My hands ran over his shoulders, chest, and down his stomach, loving the feel of his toned body twitching under my fingertips.

His hands moved to my thigh, pulling me hard against him and I nearly moaned from the contact. My dress bunched around my hips as he cupped and kneaded my ass in his big hands. Heat rushed through me when he suddenly picked me up by the back of my thighs and carried me over to the desk we kept in the room. He sat me down on it and reached under my dress ripping my panties off in one fluid movement.  The action caused blood to rush to my ears in shock and I barely noticed he’d dropped his pants until I felt the tip of his cock nudging my wet entrance.

We both groaned as he rubbed the tip along my dripping slit.

“Is this ok,” he grunted, staring at me in my eyes as he pushed into me a little.

“God yes,” I groaned, wanting more.

“That didn’t sound convincing,” he said with a sexy smirk, withdrawing completely.

“Please,” I whispered wiggling closer, trying to get him all the way in.

He chuckled at my efforts, pissing me off.

“Gotta do better than that Rosie baby.”

I growled, pushing him away, hopped off the desk and leaned over with my ass in the air.
“Peter Whitlock, quit playing around and fuck me hard,” I ordered slapping my own ass in the process.

“With pleasure baby,” he pushed into me roughly causing us both to groan in pleasure as his pumped in and out of me at a fast pace. My hands skidded over the smooth surface for leverage as I pushed back riding the waves of pleasure his cock was producing.  One hand held onto my hip as the other slid around to play with my clit.  I was moaning and sobbing his name, urging him to quicken his pace, calling him my daddy and whatever the fuck else came to mind. We both stiffened at the same time and I rode out the waves of my orgasm as he thrust into me one last time. A curse escaped his lips as he collapsed against my back.

“Thanks for the hand,” I murmured when I finally caught my breath.


Love Touch by TheUnderStudy



I was so glad this day was over.  My brother, Jason, and I owned a diner in a small town outside Phoenix.  The summer was always busy because we had one of the best air conditioners in town.  Plus, I made an awesome blueberry pie.  Jason had left early for a date and I was just about to close.  We usually stayed open later, but the town was pretty much done by eight.  It was pushing nine-thirty now.   

I heard the bell above the door clang and I turned to see who would be coming in so late.  I dropped the plate I had been holding and it clattered to the floor.  Before me stood a piece of my past, the man that held the remnants of my heart. 

Jacob Black?” I asked in a whisper. 

And you’re Sasha Jenks,” he said like the smartass he was. 

It was his voice, but deeper, richer and it melted over me like lava. 

He was a little taller, maybe six foot-four.  I did not settle on his face, but kept examining the changes.  He was wearing a black leather jacket with a faded black shirt underneath.  There were a lot more muscles than the nineteen year old I last saw twenty years ago. I could see them as they rippled across his chest as he crossed his arms. He was also wearing a pair of worn Levi’s.  I knew that bite-tastic ass was looking fabulous. 

I pondered whether I should take a chance and look at his face, those eyes.  I sighed and looked up at him. And there it was – that fucking smile that killed me every time shimmering white and wide. His brown eyes were somewhat aged, matured, but still carried that hint of mischief that was a part of his soul. I recognized the scar under his left eye from where he was teaching me how to fight and I nicked him with my mother's ring. His hair was still black, but it was shorter, more mature. 

I could no longer deny the feeling that was stirring within me. I ran to him and attacked his lips, gripping his hair in my hands. He was shocked at first, but then gave in to my feral kiss. I was a tigress, reclaiming what was mine. I didn't care about the details right now. I wanted what my body had been missing for so long… 

Love…Fire…Passion…Lust…Jake…My Jake… 

He pulled me closer as he braced himself on the table. He gave into the kiss more and more. Our mouths remembered every taste, every motion, and how to capture every moan.  My hands were everywhere.  I was close, but not close enough.  I wanted more and Jake could sense it. So he lifted me up by my thighs and sat me down on the prep table. The silver metal table was cold, but I did not care. Jake would burn me till I burst. He was all the warmth I needed.  

Jake popped the buttons open on my uniform and began to kiss down my chest.  He was ravenous and seemed like he couldn't get enough of me. It felt like he wanted to taste me all over, but I was too needy to wait. 

"Jake, I haven't had sex in over three years and not great sex since you. Fuck me, baby. Hard."

He moaned into my chest and kissed me, biting my bottom lip. I lifted his shirt and tugged it off of him, tossing it across the diner. He brought his lips back to mine and his kisses were like a man dying. Jake pulled back and reached under my uniform and yanked my panties down my legs. He too was eager and ripped them from my body. The burn was welcomed and I loved it, mainly because I knew what was coming.  He bent down and ran his nose along my leg. 

"I know you're wet for me baby. Tell me I'm right," Jake murmured into my thigh.  

He didn't wait for an answer as he placed a hungry kiss to my aching center. He shoved his tongue in to my needy heat and began to lap at my wetness. 

"Fuck Jake! Hmmm, it’s been so long,” I moaned. 

"You still…lick…taste…lick…the same,” he groaned.  "My delicate fruit has ripened." 

I couldn't stop my moans, I gripped his hair, guiding him to what I liked.  However, he remembered every place, every spot, and every "yes yes right there."  I was so close, but he stopped. His head shot up and braced both of my wrists on the shelves behind me.  

"I want to feel you squeeze me," he said in a low, appetizing, growl. 

"Hmmm, Jake. Please," I said, licking his arms, nibbling what was close to me.  

He leaned in and kissed me again while using his free hand to unbutton his pants. I looked down to see my old friend, and I wanted to kiss him hello.  My heart raced faster as I thought of how large he was, how much he could fill me. 

"I fucking love you Sasha, always," Jake said before pushing deep into me.  

It was too much for the both of us and we each had to steady our breaths.  I didn’t want it to be over so soon.  I wasn’t ready to hear truths. He let go of my hands and I wrapped them around his neck. One of his hands were bracing my back, grasping me tightly, as the other held on to the shelf. Our pants were in sync as we tried to calm down, but the high was just too fucking much.   

He pulled out and pushed back in just as fast.  There was no slow, only fast and greedy.  My moans matched his and there was nothing but ecstasy.  He leaned back and began to fuck me senseless. I had to release my hands from his hair to hold on to the shelf behind me.  He slid his hand that was holding on to the shelf down my arm.  He then cupped my face and kissed me before he brought his hand up to the bun in my hair.  He released it and loosened my blond locks.  This I knew he loved. 

"So beautiful." he moaned as he pushed deeper and faster. 

"My Jake, mine." I said contentedly. 

I began to help him along, using my grip on him to thrust along in rhythm with him.  The shelf and table shook with his force. The slaps of our flesh was echoed throughout the diner and it was the best sound ever.  We were connected and I was whole again.  He was the only one to make me sweat this way. I breathed into his neck and whispered a low I love you. I couldn't help it. I did, always had. I had to say it before the truth came crashing down. 

"Sa-sha," he said brokenly, trying to breathe and talk through his thrusts. 

"Jake, gonna...God....," I whispered. 

That was all I could get out before I began to clench around him. I reached behind me for the shelf and held on as he thrusted twice more before pushing so deep in me it triggered another orgasm for me…and finally his. 

He howled my name so loud that it sounded like the windows shook.  His head fell to my chest and I heaved in and out, never letting go of the shelf. He sighed once more and looked up at me, pushing a stray blonde hair out of my face.  He had a sheen of sweat covering his entire bronze colored body. He was perfection. 

Jake reached up and loosened my hold of the shelf. We both laughed and he rubbed my hands, kissing them reverently.  He then slid out of me, both wincing, but smiling. It was totally worth it.  He brought me to his chest, holding me tightly to him. 

"I'm sorry," Jake said.  

I’m sorry too.” 

He kissed me and smiled.  This was my Jake.  Everything about him made me feel alive.  We would talk about the missing years between us, but for now we had each other.



Breakfast in Bed by Jasper's Women.




I woke up to see that Bella had already gotten up.  Smells of bacon and coffee hit my nose.  I stretch out and smile at the thought of Bella making me breakfast.  I get up and look for my clothes form last night, I was in a rush to undress and threw them everywhere.  I can't find my shirt and know she's wearing it again.   She loves to wear my shirts after we make love.  She says they keep my scent with her. 


Last night was pretty damn good, when Bella gets into a book she has that sexy look on her face. I can't help but attack her.   I pull on my pajama pants and slowly walk downstairs.  The smells get stronger as I get closer to the kitchen. 

I stop when I get into the kitchen, he is shading there in just my shirt cooking.  Does she realize how fucking sexy that is?  She starts to dance around humming a tune and I get hard just watching her.  I need to be inside my wife again.   I bite my lip and try not to moan.  I tilt my head to get a better look and focus on her body moving around underneath my shirt.   


I slowly make my way over to her and get right behind her, I shut off the burner and she gasps and turns around.  "JACOB!" She shouts, "You scared me. What are you doing?"  I grab the back of her neck and pull her to me, I kiss her hard and deep, I want to show her exactly what I am doing.  It only takes her a second to kisses me back. She wraps her arms around my neck leaning on me. 


I slowly stop the kids and move down her neck.  "Jacob, I wanted to make you breakfast. You must be starvin'."  I moan, "I AM hungry Bella."  She shudders at my words and I snake my hand and under the shirt to caress her breasts.  I roll her nipples in my fingers and she moans softly.   I love playing with her body, I know exactly how to make her wet and ready for me.  


She starts to squeeze my shoulders and her knees begin to wobble.  The pleasure is too much, I wrap her legs around my hips and walk her over to our dining room table.  I sit her down and kiss that sexy mouth again.  I can't get enough of her, I want to fuck her all the time, be inside of her day and night. 


I move my hands down to her waist and feel that she has panties on.  I groan, I don't want anything stopping me from taking what's mine.  "I want to fuck hard and fast on this table Bella.  What do you think about that?"  She shakes and nods her head, she's too turned on to speak.  I chuckle and run my hands along her hips pulling at her panties.  "I am going to rip these off of you, I need to see that sexy pussy of yours again.  I need to feel it around my cock."   She stares at me, speechless as I grip them and pull them down in swift motion off her legs, she shudders at my movements.  "Jacob, I need you inside of me, please."  She sits up and kisses me, her tongue massages my mouth.  I can't hold on much longer. 


I grab the collars of my shirt in both hand and rip it open, buttons fly everywhere.  She gasps as her body is now in full view for me.  I lean down and suck on her breast, nipping and licking at her nipple while I play with the other in my hand.  She gyrates and moves against my cock.


I stand back from her and she looks shocked. I smirk at her and slowly pull my pants down.  She stares at my cock.  She always said it was sexy and lickable.  She loves to suck me off anytime, anywhere.  How could any guy refuse that?  But to know it was my wife who wanted my cock, well that takes the fucking cake.    


I move towards her and rub my cock against her pussy. She is wet and ready for me.  "Bella, I need to fuck you right now.  Is that okay?"  She looks at me and nods her head, "Jacob I 've been wanting you to do that since you turned off the burner, please stop teasing me."  She grabbed my cock and push it inside of her slowly.  The feeling of being inside Bella is like no other.  There are no words to describe being buried balls deep inside my beautiful and sexy wife.  The harder I pumped into her, the quicker she moves her hips.  She grabs tightly onto my shoulders, trying to pull me deeper into her.  I unclasp her hands from my shoulders and slowly lay her on the table.   I watch as my cock slides in and out of her pussy.  I grab one of her legs and lift it flat against my body, the actions pushes me in deeper.  Bella shakes with pleasure.     


She's gyrating her hips, grabbing her breasts and moaning out incoherent words.  I am making my wife lose her mind to the pleasure of my cock.  "I love watching you cum Bella, I love knowing that it's my dick that makes you wet; that makes your body tremble.  I love knowing that it's my cum flowing inside of you."  With that she shakes and flows around me, I grunt as I slam into her hard and fill her with my release. 


I try to catch my breath, then slowly lean down to her, she wraps her legs around my waist, "Jacob, every time with you gets better and better."  She says between deep breaths. I pull out and pull her up to me.  "Bella I want you upstairs on our bed.  I will finish making breakfast and then bring it up to you.  I want to spend the rest of the day with a part of me inside of you."   She nods and almost runs up the stairs.  I chuckle as I pull up my pajama pants and walk into the kitchen to finish breakfast.  This will give me time to recharge my dick and for her to catch her breath.   Can't think of a better way to spend a Sunday.

I Want Your Body by Jasper's Women.




Finally have the house to ourselves, I have been waiting weeks to fuck Rosalie senseless.  She's been around Bella for weeks while she was pregnant, then swooping in to care for Renessme.  I'm happy that she gets to care for a baby, I would never take that away from her.  But I'm her husband, her mate, I need to fucking get laid. I need rough, raunchy sex with my wife.  


I wait impatiently as she finishes up in the shower.  We really don't need to shower, but she insists it makes her feel pretty.  I can smell her body wash, her perfume.  It's drivin' me mad, I want to grab my cock and stroke one out before she walks out.  But it will be better inside of her.  


Finally the water shuts off and I hear her drying off that delicious body. I wish it was me wiping her down that body.  I rub my hands over my head as I wait for her to come out of the bathroom.  She's fucking killing me here.   She opens the door and move to the side.  I want to surprise her.  She walks forward and I grab her from behind.  She gasps as I grab her neck and pull her ear in my mouth.  My other hand pulls her hips to mine.  


"Rosalie, I'm tired of waiting.  I need to fuck you hard.  I need to be buried deep inside of you.  I need my wife, my mate.  I'm tired of waiting."  She tries to move but I hold her tighter.  "Do you feel how hard I am for you?  Do you feel what my body wants to do to yours? I want to fuck you in every position, all night. I plan on fucking you until I can't move."


She moans, I know my cock rubbing against her ass is making her wet.  I turn her around and fling her over my shoulder, I walk slowly to our bed and flop her down.  I smile as her breasts bounce, she lays down and opens her legs.  I inhale, "Damn Rose, you smell so good.  Your pussy is so wet, just how I like to eat it.      


She smiles at me and rolls her nipples in her fingers.  I get on the bed between her legs, "As I eat your pussy, I want you to keep playing with your nipples." She responds my nodding her head.  That's how I know she wants a good fuck, she's too high on lust to speak.  I grab her legs and push them to her stomach.  She's open wide for me and I lick her from her tight hole to her sexy clit.  I keep licking, her juices flow in my mouth and I pull her legs on my shoulders.  I push two fingers in her pussy as I suck on that clit.  She gyrates and moans.  


Every time I fuck Rosalie, I know I'm the only man that ever will bring her pleasure.  I'm the only man who knows her body.  As far as I'm concerned, I was her first.  She grabs my head and kicks her legs, "Emmett, Oh Emmett, fuck."  She moans as she flows into my mouth.  I lick her clean, "So damn tasty Rosalie."


I kiss her slowly up her body and suck on those sexy full tits. I grab and roll them in my hands, as I kiss her hard. I want her to taste herself on my tongue.  She rubs my head and relaxes into the kiss.  "Rosalie, I need to feel that mouth around my cock."  Before I even finish, she flips me over and straddles my hips.  She strokes my length hard. She smirks at me and then take me completely in her mouth.  My head hits the pillow hard as I rub my head.  "OH FUCK ROSALIE."  She moves up and down, as she rolls my balls in her hand.  She pulls me out of her mouth and strokes me hard and fast.  I look up thinking she's done.  But I should know better, she sucks on my balls.   My body shakes, stiffens up and I cum hard as she continues to stork and suck me.  She licks up my cock, cleaning up all my jizz.  "Mmmm Emmett, you taste so good."   Fuck, man or vamp, who doesn't love to hear that.  


I flip her over and lift her legs over my shoulders. I want to fuck her hard.  I grab my cock and ram it into her tight and wet pussy.  She moans and slams her hands against our headboard cracking it.  "OH EMMETT.  I LOVE YOUR COCK INSIDE OF ME."  She screams out and I pound into her, I need to give her what she wants, I need to make her cum.   She grabs her hair and moans as she flows around me. I slam into her as I fill her with my cum. She goes to relax, but I keep pounding into that pussy.  "I'm not done with you Rosalie.  I'm making up for lost time."  I flip her over and fuck her from behind.  Her face is against the mattress, she can't move as I slam into her repeatedly.  I hear moans and whimpers as her pussy soaks my cock with each pump.   I grab her hips harder, my body shakes a I try to keep from coming.  I need to fuck her longer.  Her legs start kicking as she flows around me again, I lose control blow my load deep inside of her.  


Once she relaxes I pull out of her. I roll on my side and pull her to me.  I kiss her softly, rub her face, "Rosalie, I love you."  She kisses me, "Emmett for eternity."  


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