Saturday, October 31, 2009

Yaoi ||Glad You Did|| Lemon

Dean McJameson, a sweet and caring seventeen year old is driving to his friend, Jaret Thomas’s house to play video games and other guy stuff. He pulled into the driveway slowly; not wanting to knock over the trash cans like before, and have Mrs. Thomas glare at him for weeks. Dean got out of his car and walked up the driveway carefully, not wanting to cut across the grass, because Mrs. Thomas would again, glare at him for weeks. When he arrived at the door he rang the doorbell and waited patiently. Dean heard loud footsteps coming from behind the door and it swung open. But instead of being greeted by Jaret, he was met by his sister, Katie, who was a year younger than them.

Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw him, but Katie quickly composed herself. “Oh, hey Dean. Jaret didn’t tell me you were coming.”

Dean chuckled. “He never really is one to tell people things.”

Katie nodded. “Yeah.” She steeped closer to Dean, closing the space between them. Katie started running her hands up and down Dean’s chest. “You know… If Jaret ever gets boring you could come hangout with me. Or we could go to my room right now. My mom and Dad aren’t home and won’t be until tomorrow afternoon.” She said in what she probably thought was a purr.

This time, Dean chuckled nervously. “Um, no I don’t think that will happen anytime soon.” He quickly sided stepped her before anything else could be said and heard Katie leave the house. Then he walked into the family room, where Jaret was sitting on the floor playing Super Smash Brothers Brawl.

“Yes! Witness the super awesome power of Link! In your face Kirby!” Jaret shouted at the TV screen. Dean roared with laughter at Jaret’s childishness. “Hey! Shut up!” Dean continued to laugh. “Dude! I’m serious!” Dean leaned on the wall for support. “Okay, that’s it! Get out of my house!”

“Okay, sorry.” Dean said, calming down.

“That’s more like it.” Jaret said while continuing his video games. Dean sat down beside him. “Here” He tossed Dean an extra controller. Dean caught it and chose Lucas as his character and Jaret chose Link again.

A couple minutes later>>

“Ha! Victory is mine! I am the master!” Jaret shouted after he won the match against Dean.

Dean smiled. “Yeah, you did a good job.”

Jaret looked and at Dean and quickly looked away blushing slightly. “Don’t look at me like that.”

Dean tilted his head to the side. “Eh? Why?”

“It makes me want to do things to you, things we shouldn’t do” Jaret said blushing more.

Dean still didn’t know what Jaret was talking about. “Do things to me? What?”

“This” Jaret crashed their lips together. Dean was so surprised he fell backwards onto the floor. Jaret broke the kiss. “And this” He quickly unbuttoned Dean’s shirt and felt all over his upper body. Dean bit down a groan that was threatening to come out. “And mostly this” Jaret grinded his hips against Dean’s and moaned. Shocks of pleasure ran up Dean’s spine. Dean shivered and let out a small groan at the feeling. Dean felt himself harden as Jaret started rubbing them together harder.

“Jaret” Dean moaned thrust himself up to meet Jaret. But this simple action seemed to wake Jaret up from what ever trance he was in and he immediately got off of Dean.

“I-I shouldn’t have done that. I understand if you don’t want to hangout with me anymore.” Jaret said looking away, ashamed. Dean couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was Jaret stupid or something? Didn’t he notice that Dean was reacting positively to him? Apparently not.

“You know, you’re really stupid sometimes, Jaret,” Dean said, angry.

“I know, I just-“ Jaret started, but was cut off when Dean kissed him. Jaret’s eyes widened in shock, but he soon relaxed and started kissing back. One of Dean’s hands snaked its way around Jaret’s neck, while the other found its way into Jaret’s white blonde hair. Jaret pushed Dean onto the floor again, continuing to kiss him. Jaret licked Dean’s bottom lip, asking for permission. He gladly opened his mouth, and they fought for dominance. Jaret eventually won and he explored Dean’s mouth, loving his taste. Jaret left Dean’s mouth and kissed down his chin, to his neck, where he left open mouthed kisses. Dean moaned audibly and blushed when he felt Jaret smirk against his skin.

Jaret pulled off the rest of Dean’s shirt and harshly licked and bit his nipple. Dean moaned and arched his back slightly. Jaret switched and gave his other nipple the same treatment. Jaret lightly kissed back up to Dean’s mouth, stopping just before their lips met.

“Are you sure you want this…?” Jaret said as his blue green eyes met Dean’s electric blue.

“Yes, I want you so much Jaret…” Dean said before moving his head slightly so their lips met. Dean flipped them over, not breaking the kiss and stuck his tongue into Jaret’s open and awaiting mouth. He rubbed their tongues together, both of them moaning at the friction. Dean pulled up Jaret’s plain black t-shirt and broke the kiss so he could take it off completely, then reconnecting the kiss. Dean ran his hands over Jaret’s lanky frame, while Jaret groaned and squirmed slightly under his touch. Dean broke the kiss, needing to breath. The stared at each other for a spell, a faint blush across each of their cheeks.

Jaret was the one to break the silence. “Let’s go to my room.” Dean nodded and they both stood up. For Dean to get a good view of his partner, he had to look down, because Jaret was at least a head shorter than him (5’11 vs. 6’8). They stumbled up the stairs, kissing and licking each other the way up, and into Jaret’s room. They entered the room, tripping over miscellaneous items scattered around the area. Dean and Jaret both rid themselves of there pants and fell onto the bed with Jaret on top. The two continued their frenzied kissing, with their only goal: each other’s lips.

Jaret kissed down Dean’s muscular body, licking occasionally. He stopped when he reached Dean’s boxers and slid them off him. Dean blushed harder and gasped when Jaret dragged his tongue up the side of his thick rod. Jaret smirked, pleased at Dean’s reaction and took his member into his mouth. Dean moaned and thrust his hips up, causing Jaret to choke slightly. Jaret steadied Dean’s hips and bobbed his head up and down. Dean whimpered and grabbed onto the bed sheets. God, it just felt so good. Jaret started to suck on Dean harder, until he finally drew out his release.

“Jaret!” Dean yelled as his cum filled Jaret’s mouth. Jaret gulped it down greedily. Jaret came back up to Dean’s face and kissed him harder and more lustful than before. Jaret pulled away from the kiss so he could flip Dean over, but he stopped Jaret. Dean pouted slightly, and flipped Jaret over so he could take him (Doggy style). He pulled down Jaret’s boxers and Jaret kicked them off. Dean scanned the floor and found some lotion. He rubbed it on himself and let out a small moan. Dean rubbed it on Jaret’s entrance. Dean positioned himself correctly and thrust himself into Jaret. Dean moaned and Jaret let out a small yelp and a string of cuss words. Dean stayed frozen for a moment until Jaret stiffly nodded his head for Dean to move. Dean started moving at an in out, in out, motion. At first it was just grunts that Jaret was letting out, but after awhile it turned into uncontrollable moans of pleasure.

“Dean! Harder!” Jaret called out, and Dean was soon slamming in him. Dean groaned loudly at Jaret’s tightness. He felt himself hit a bundle of nerves that caused Jaret to call out his name. Dean kept on hit that spot and Jaret let out a yell each time. Dean soon came and Jaret followed after him. Dean flipped Jaret over and collapsed on top of him, only to feel something wet on him.

“Hmm?” He looked down and saw that Jaret had come on himself, having nowhere else to. Dean went down Jaret’s body to his manhood. The white creamy liquid covered most of his member and some of the surrounding area. Dean took his time licking around him, only letting his tongues graze over him lightly. Jaret was whimpering and squirming at the feeling, and moaning ever so lightly. After a couple more moments of teasing, Dean finally lapped up all of Jaret’s cum. Jaret offered some more moans before Dean came off him, having cleaned him off. Then, after completing his mission he crawled back up and collapsed next to Jaret both of them falling into a deep sleep.

A couple hours later…

“What the FUCK?” Dean and Jaret were jolted awake by a female voice, with a not-so-female fraise. Dean shot up from his position of cuddling with Jaret. Dean looked over the door and saw Katie there, with a horrified expression on her face.

Jaret yawned and sat up. “Jeez Katie. What the hell is wrong with you?”

Katie pretty much screamed. “What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with ME?!”

“Uh, that’s what I said.”

“I walk in the house to find Dean and your shirts on the floor and think ‘they probably just got hot or something’, but then I walk up here and find you two asleep, naked, and in each other’s arms! What. The. FUCK?!”

Jaret shrugged. “So what? Surprised to find out the truth about your big brother?”

“NO! I suspected that all along! I see the way you look at him. But, YOU!” Katie turned her attention to Dean. “Is this why you’re always turning me down? I was practically throwing myself at you! And so you choose Jaret over me?!”

“Uh, Katie-“ Dean started.

“You know what? I don’t care! I hope you get married and adopt many children!” Katie cut him off and went stomping down the hall. Soon, he heard the front door slam shut and Katie’s car go squealing down the street. Silence. Snort. Then Jaret started laughing. Hard. Dean stared curiously down at the white blonde boy, who was clutching his stomach, with tears of laughter running down his face.

“Dude, are you on crack?” Dean said looking down at him.

“No, but did you see the look on her face? How her face got all red and blotchy?” He continued laughing. After a couple minutes the laughter died and Jaret turned to look at you. “But, seriously, she liked you?”

Dean raised his eyebrows. “You mean you really didn’t notice? How she was always latching herself on to me?”

Jaret blushed and looked down. “So you really choose me over her?”
Dean smiled and grasped Jaret’s hand in his. “Yeah.”

“I’m glad you did.” Jaret said smiling up and Dean.

“Me too.”

A Teacher Lemon

Ms. Heidi Mead is a History teacher. Not too challenging, like Math, or too boring, like English (in my opinion). Just right. And that’s how she liked it. Not too pretty, like her older sister, Ashley or too plain Jane, like her younger sister, (ironically) Janie. Just right. She was getting ready for her third class of the day, right after nutrition, and right before lunch. Just right. And she liked this class the most. Not because of its placement in the day, but because of the students in it. Or, rather, student. Him. David Cliff. Probably the hottest guy she had seen in all her twenty-five years of life. David had everything she wanted in a guy.

He was a straight A student (smart). He would always try to crack lame jokes when it seemed like she was feeling blue (funny). He would always be on time to class, even when his friends would arrive five minutes late (punctual). In Teacher Appreciation Week, he would always bring her something everyday of the week (sweet). And his blue eyes, light brown hair, and stunning good looks just added to the chart.

Heidi sighed. She’d liked this boy since the first week of school, when he stayed after class, to ask her if she was okay, because her eyes were red from crying. She told him that yes she was alright, and that her boyfriend of two years broke up with her, and to not to worry. He gave her a sympathetic smile, and was going to tell her something, before the final bell rang. Then all he asked her for was a pass, and with that the rushed out of the classroom.

She knew it was wrong to want a student, but she couldn’t help herself. And today, was the day. Today she would have him, whether he wanted it or not. Heidi nodded to herself as the warning bell rang, and a couple students walked in. Along with them, was David. Heidi looked at what he was wearing. A plain white polo shirt and blue jeans, with no belt. She smiled. It should be easy enough to take off of him.

“Welcome to class, ladies and gentlemen. Let’s pick up where we left off on World War II.” Heidi said to the students, when the class filled in.

One Hour Later>>

Now there was only five more minutes left of class and Heidi needed to make her move. She looked at David who was doing some class work and Heidi noticed how concentrated he was on it.

“Ah, Mr. Cliff, can you come by here after school?” She asked. (Well, not really ‘asked’- you know how teachers do it).

David looked up, confusion written on his face. “Sure, Ms. Mead.” He said anyway.

Heidi smiled. “Thank you.”
After School>>

Now it was the end of school and Heidi was getting ready for David. She reapplied her make up, and brushed her hair again. She looked in the mirror hung up on one of the cabinets in her room. She smiled at her reflection. Heidi looked great. She looked at her blouse and frowned. It didn’t look right. Heidi unbuttoned the first three buttons and smiled. Just right. Heidi heard a tap on the door and almost ran to it. She looked through the widow and saw David wait patiently for her to come. She threw the door open and moved out of the way and he entered. Heidi shut the door behind him and very ‘subtly’ locked the door behind him.

“Hey, Ms. Mead. You need me for something?” David said while flashing his grin. Heidi could have melted. Now there was another to add to the list. She loved his smile.

“Yes, Mr. Cliff, take a seat and bring out your History notes for today, please.” Heidi instructed. David nodded and took a seat in the front of the middle row in the class room, and pulled out a green notebook. He started flipping through the pages and Heidi walked up behind him.

“Here they are.” David said to Heidi and looked up at her. Heidi fake looked through the notes.

“Mr. Cliff, I hate to inform you, but theirs a mistake on this paper.” She said.

David looked back down to his paper. “Really? Where?”

Heidi leaned down and pushed her chest against his head. “Right… Here.” She pointed to a random place on his paper. She pushed harder on his head and smirked when David leaned back slightly. “Germany or Japan didn’t use the nuclear bomb, America did.” She whispered in his ear and felt him shiver. “Are you cold, Mr. Cliff?”

“No.” David said firmly, as if trying to confirming himself of something, instead of just Heidi. He pulled up so his head wasn’t on her chest anymore.

“Are you sure, Mr. Cliff? I could make it very warm if you, if you’d like…” Heidi said as she leaned down on him more.

“I think I would like that, Ms. Mead.” David replied, leaning back again.

“Heidi, please.”

“Then call me David, Heidi.” He said as Heidi broke away from him and turned the chair around, so he was facing her. She put her legs on either side of David, and sat on him. Heidi wrapped her arms around his neck and trailed light kisses down his neck. David let out a very small moan at one point, near the crook of his neck. Heidi let out a small chuckle and started sucking on that spot and David’s moans became louder. Heidi stopped and looked at her work. A large red mark stood out on his light skin.

“Are you warm now David?” Heidi asked as she turned her head to look into his dark blue eyes.

“Yes, but I could be warmer…” David said as he placed his hands on her hips.

“I would be honored if you would let me do that.” Heidi said as a smirk formed on her face.

“Well, I can’t deny you an ‘honor.’” David replied, a smirk of his own forming. Heidi moved back so their bodies weren’t touching and started to unbutton her shirt. She looked back up to David’s face, to see that he was blushing furiously and it became worse with each button. Heidi slid her shirt off her body and her smirk broadened when she noticed David staring at her chest. Her arms went to back as she undid her bra and took it off. Now he was pretty much gawking at her.

“Close your mouth David, a fly might get in there.” Heidi stated warily. David blushed and closed his mouth. Heidi slipped her hand up his shirt and pulled off his polo shirt with ease. She pressed their bodies together so her breasts where pushed up against his chest. David grunted and Heidi smirked when she felt his member harden under her. She grinded her panty-covered womanhood (she’s wearing a skirt) against his hard member and they both moaned. Heidi continued grinding him and smashed her lips to his. David seemed momentarily stunned by this action, but kissed back. Heidi started probing is mouth with her tongue, trying to get an entrance. David got the message and opened his mouth slightly. Heidi pushed her tongue into his mouth and memorized it. She rubbed their tongues together and he moaned loudly. David wrapped his arms around Heidi’s waist and slowly lowered her to the floor, all while keeping his mouth pressed to hers.

Heidi was surprised by this. She figured that she would be dominant in this situation, but was happy at the turn of events. David broke the kiss and brought his face down to her breasts. David licked the nipple curiously and looked up at Heidi if this was the right thing to do. Heidi nodded down at him and he thrashed his tongue upon her nipple. Heidi let out a series of moans and David moved his hands toward her skirt. He zipped it and pulled it down, but it got stuck on her feet. Heidi kicked off her shoes along with her skirt. David came back up to her face and kissed her again, but Heidi broke the kiss to flip him over. She pulled off his pants and slipped her hand into his boxers, where a tent was already forming. She pinched the head of his erection lightly and David whimpered. Heidi pumped her hand on his manhood a slow agonizing pace, while David groaned and whimpered loudly.

“Faster Heidi…” He groaned out and bucked his hips into Heidi’s hand.

“As you wish.” She pumped her hand much faster than before a felt David start to pulse in her hand. After a couple more pumps he came into her hand, yelling out “Heidi!” She slipped her hand out of his pants and wiped it on the floor. The janitor would have to take care of it. Heidi pulled down his boxers, and David watched her with half lidded eyes. After David regained his strength, he flipped Heidi over again, and started kissing down her body, licking periodically. He pulled down Heidi’s thong with his teeth, and came back up to peck her lips.

“Ready?” David asked, his breath hot in Heidi’s ear.

“Yes, but I’m not a virgin David… You can go as hard as you want.” She whispered seductively back to him. Heidi felt his smirk against his skin as he plunged roughly in to her. David let out a grunt at Heidi’s tight wetness around him. It was too pleasuring. He continued to go into her roughly, faltering every few seconds, not used to this feeling. When David started panting and grunting more often, Heidi decided to ask him about it.

“Are you okay, David…?” She trailed off.

David grunted. “Yeah, it just you’re so tight, it makes it hard to move.”

Heidi smirked at this. “I could take over… if you’d like.” He nodded his response, and she flipped him over. David groaned loudly. He was going deeper into her in this position. Heidi rode him slow at first, going harder as time passed. She could tell that David was coming soon, as his groans and grunts were getting louder. Heidi went faster, and David gave a small yell, and came into her. She then felt something snap in her and Heidi came on to David. When her high ended, she got off of him and lay on to the floor, panting.

“That was the best thing I’ve ever felt.” David huffed out.

Heidi felt her lips tug up into a smile. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

“I was.” David wasn’t afraid to admit it.

“I’m honored to have taken it.” Heidi said jokingly.

“I know.”

|-| Sasuke |-| Right on the Floor |-| Lemon |-|

For zephrReme. Enjoy

Mika pushed herself harder against Sasuke and tried to kiss back with the same intensity. She snaked her arm his neck and put her other hand in his raven hair. Sasuke’s tongue ran over her bottom lip, and Mika granted him entrance. His tongue rushed into the hot cavern, glazing the area over with saliva. A moan could be heard arising in Mika’s throat. Sasuke smirked into the kiss and pulled away from the black haired girl below him. He kept his hands on Mika’s hips and Sasuke’s onyx eyes meet her reddish-brown. Sasuke kissed down from Mika’s jaw to her neck and shoulder, all of the kisses open mouthed. Mika released a small moan near her should blade. Sasuke smirked on her skin and started sucking there.

Mika let out small noises of satisfaction and pressed herself against Sasuke again. He then pulled down the straps to Mika’s small black dress, just below her breasts, and kissed down farther. Sasuke kissed the valley of her breasts, moving to the left. He came to Mika’s nipple and took it into his mouth, sucking long and slow. Mika’s breathing became more ragged as Sasuke continued this action. She arched her back and pushed Sasuke’s head farther into her breast. Sasuke let out a low chuckle and switched breasts, giving the right one the same treatment.

After Sasuke was satisfied, he moved back up to Mika’s face and kissed her passionately. While Sasuke was preoccupied with kissing her, Mika pulled down his pants. Sasuke shoved his tongue into Mika’s mouth, not even asking for permission this time. He rubbed their tongues together roughly, and Mika sucked on his tongue teasingly. Sasuke then felt cold air hit his member and he shuddered.

What the fuck…? Sasuke looked down to see that Mika had removed his pants and boxers while he was kissing her. Mika smirked against his lips and pressed herself against him, feeling his member poking at her lower stomach. Well if she wants to play that game…

Sasuke pushed Mika roughly against the wall and wrapped her legs around his waist. He bit her lips roughly and Mika whimpered lightly. Sasuke ripped off the silky material of Mika’s dress and flung it on to his living room floor.

Mika broke away from the kiss. “That was my favorite dress!” she cried.

“I’ll buy you another one…” He whispered huskily and nibbled on her ear. Mika shivered at the lust in his voice, but grinded her covered womanhood against his bare manhood. Sasuke let out a loud groan at the friction and thrust into Mika’s open heat. He continued to thrust into quick, seemingly frantic motions that sent shivers up both their spines. While Sasuke continued, Mika unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his body. She brought her hand up and pinched his nipple playfully. Mika twisted it slightly and started sucking lightly on the other one.

When Mika was satisfied with her work, she came back up and kissed Sasuke again. But, Sasuke was growing tired of all the foreplay. He ripped off her panties and shoved himself into her in one motion. Mika gave a surprised yelp of pleasure and Sasuke kept thrusting into her. Soon, there was a rhythm going. When Sasuke moved his hips up, Mika dropped down onto him. This caused the groans and moans to become louder and more erotic. After a couple more minutes, Sasuke gave a yell and Mika felt a warm sensation in her. She looked down at Sasuke, who had stopped thrusting and was blushing a slight pink, curiously.

“Why did you…?” Mika trailed off before realizing what happened. Sasuke had come before her. She got a wicked smirk before coming off of Sasuke and pushed him onto the floor. Sasuke was looking at her oddly, obviously not realizing, that, yes, Mika needs to release too.

Mika put her legs on either side of Sasuke’s hips and fell onto his member without any warning. Sasuke took in a sharp breath as Mika rode him fast and hard, trying to reach her own release before Sasuke again. It only took a couple more minutes before she, came long, hard, and screaming. Sasuke came right after her, loving the offhand spasms of Mika’s body. Mika came off of him, curled up against his chest and fell asleep, right there on the floor.

(Lemon [It Started at Jumba Juice] Request)

Jackie Rose, a short but beautiful girl with silky black hair and brilliant dark brown eyes was shaking with laughter. She was at Jumba Juice, with her friend (and secret crush), Vincent Anthony, drinking smoothies, when a sales man approched them.

“Excuse me?” Jackie stopped laughing looked up and saw a man in a bussiness suit and dark glasses and looked like he was selling drugs or something.

“What?” Vincent said in his quiet voice.

“You kids look like you have a lot of fun together right?” The man said. Jackie nodded, confused. “Real fun, right?”

Jackie schrunched up her eyebrows in confusion “Uh, yeah, I guess.” She said.

“Well I’ve got some stuff that will make your fun more fun. How about that? Do you want want it? More fun?” The sales man pushed. Jackie could see his eyebrows wiggling behind his glasses.

“Okay, what are you talking about?” Jackie said, looking at him like he was a freak of nature.

The man looked around quickly. When he deemed the coast was clear he turned back to Vincent and Jackie. He opened up the brief case and revealed the contents to them. Lets just say that they were very ‘mature’ items. Jackie kind of just gawked for a awhile, but Vincent’s face was twisting in anger. Vincent stood up and walked up to the man and pulled him up by his suit collar. “You realize we’re miners, right? You could call the police on you right here right now, and you would be arrested. Do you want that to happen?” When the man did answer him back he picked him up off the ground. The he man shook his head quickly. “Then I suggest you leave. Quickly.” Then Vincent shoved him to the floor and then the man ran out of the store and in to his car. Vincent dropped back into his chair and looked away from Jackie and at the smoothie picture next to him. Jackie was frozen for the next couple of second. What the hell just happened?

A shaky worker form Jumba Juice that had seen the exchange walked over to them. “Um, e-excuse me?” She said. They both looked up at her. “I’m, uh, going to have to a-ask you both to l-leave.” She pointed at the door while she was talking, as if they didn’t know what she was talking about. Vincent shoved his chair out and speed walked out the door.

“Hey wait!” Jackie called out and jumped out of her seat. She went out onto the side walk and saw Vincent sitting on it. Jackie walked over and sat next to him and stared out on to the rode.

Vincent looked down. “I’m sorry. I just got mad.”

Jackie nodded and continued to looked ouward. Silence. A snort. A small giggle. Then full on laughter. Jackie clutched her aching stomach as she laughed. When her laughs were reduced to chuckles, Vincent decided to ask her about the display.

“Why are you laughing…?” He said, peering down at her oddly.

“Didn’t you see what just happened? How that guy thought we were girlfriend and boyfriend? And what he showed us? And how that girl was so afraid of you? That was so freaking funny!”

While Vincent opened his mouth to speak, a long car horn went off and Jackie looked toward the blue convertible. “Oh - there’s my ride. I got to go. See you!” She shouted behind her and jogged off to the convertible.

Little did Jackie know, but that comment about ‘girlfriend and boyfriend’ had hurt Vincent more than he let on.


Jackie was at Vincent’s house, playing Super Smash Brother’s Brawl on his Wii. She was wearing some short shorts and a shirt that said ‘elephants never forget and they never forgive.’ Vincent was reading a book at his desk and writing a report.

“Hey, Vincent.” Jackie said to him when she turned off the Wii. Vincent looked at her. “Come.” Jackie patted the seat next to her. He closed the book and sat next to her awkwardly. He had a small blush on his face and was staring at the ground. “You know… when that guy showed us what was in the brief case, it gave me ideas.”

“W-what?” Vincent’s blush was more evident on his tan face as he stared at Jackie.

“Oh, you know.” She giggled and drew circles on his chest. Jackie leaned toward him and lightly brushed her lips against his. Though the kiss seemed like it was innocent, Vincent saw right through it. He saw that it was covering up the lust, passion, and love. He smiled slightly and pushed his lips rougher against Jackie’s.

Jackie smirked in her head. This was going just as she planned. She would ‘conveniently’ come over to Vincent’s while his parents were on a business trip. Jackie pushed Vincent down on his bed and climbed on top of him. She shoved her tongue in Vincent’s mouth and rubbed there tongues together. A groan vibrated in Vincent’s throat and Katie shivered at the feel of it. She broke the kiss in need of air and looked into Vincent’s dark blue eyes. It was quiet for a moment, and all that could be heard was there panting voices. Then Vincent softly pressed his lips to Jackie’s and slowly flipped her over so he was on top.

Jackie wanted it make her intensions clear, so she tugged up his shirt and broke the kiss so she could pull it off. Another blush rose on Vincent’s face as Jackie greedily looked him up and down. To cover his embarrassment, Vincent started kissing down Jackie’s neck, until he found a spot that made her moan loudly. He gently nibbled and licked at that spot, until there was a light pink mark there. Vincent slowly slipped his hand up Jackie’s shirt, shooting her a glance. She nodded and her shirt was pulled off. Vincent brought himself back up and placed a kiss on her lips, and Jackie promptly shoved her tongue in his mouth.

Jackie pushed her hips up, grinding herself against Vincent. He let a groan in Jackie’s mouth and rubbed his hips into her. Jackie then slipped a hand into Vincent’s pants and boxers. She felt around his crotch and slowly pumped her hand on him. Vincent broke the kiss to pant loudly and bucked into her hand uncontrollably.

“Oh, God Jackie… faster…” He groaned out loudly. Jackie complied to his wishes and Vincent’s knees buckled slightly. She continued this action until he let out a loud, “Jackie” and shot his cum into Jackie’s hand and in his pants. Vincent’s knees buckled completely under him, and he fell onto Jackie. Jackie got the wind knocked out of her but, turned him over so he was on the bottom, and slipped her hand out of his pants. She wiped his cum on the bed sheet, and pulled off his pants and underwear. While Vincent was still recovering, Jackie rid herself of her bra and pants.

Vincent recovered soon, and flipped Jackie over so he was on top again. He slid down her underwear too, and rubbed his hand on her clit, testing to see if that pleasured her. Jackie moaned loudly at the unfamiliar feeling that he was giving her. Vincent smiled slightly, and carefully put a finger into her. Again, Jackie moaned, and bucked her hips up. Seeing that this seemed to pleasure her more, Vincent added to more fingers to his single, and Jackie could have screamed. Too much pleasure! Vincent continued to move his fingers in and out of her until he felt her contract around his fingers and come onto his fingers.

After Jackie recovered, Vincent lined their bodies up correctly and looked up at Jackie. “Are you ready?”

“Y-yeah.” Jackie stammered out nervously. Vincent smiled up at her and pushed himself into her slowly. Jackie let out a loud whimper of pain and clutched onto the bed sheets. Vincent immediately froze, not showing the fact that he was loving the feeling of her tight walls around him. After a couple of minutes, Jackie felt an immense pleasure, and bucked her hips to Vincent’s. Then Vincent started slowly moving out of her and they both moaned loudly at the new feeling. Soon, Vincent quickened his pace and all that was heard was the sound of moans, groans, and occasionally yells of pleasure from Jackie.

Jackie wrapped her legs around Vincent’s hips making him give a throaty groan, because of him hitting deeper than before. Then, Jackie came hard, her walls clenching Vincent, him coming right after her. They both collapsed onto the bed, looking at each other for a couple minutes. Then, Jackie curled up against Vincent’s chest, both of them falling into a deep sleep.

[Yaoi]::Just Out of the Shower::[Lemon]

Warren Storms, a hot seventeen year old, is currently sat on his bed reading a new novel he picked up from the library. He was naturally distant, and didn’t smile very often. With Warren’s blue eyes, jet black hair and cold exterior, he was popular with the female population of his school. But he wasn’t interested in women at all. No, he only wanted one person. Him. His room mate for the past three years, Alex DeLaurents (they shared an apartment). Warren had wanted him since a year and a half ago when Alex asked him to help him put lotion on his back. Warren shivered. He loved the feeling of Alex’s soft, smooth skin under his hands. He always waited to see if Alex had felt the same way as he did, but even if he had felt the same, Alex was very good at hiding it. Warren sighed and tried to concentrate on his book, but was interrupted again by a tap on his door. Warren slowly looked up and immediately liked what he saw.

Alex was at his door and it was evident that he had just come out of the shower. Water covered his whole body, sexily falling down his chest, in a manner that made Warren want to lick all of it off. His hair was wonderfully mused and also dripping with water. Alex’s towel was small and low slung, tied loosely at his hip. Warren found himself encouraging, cheering, begging, for that knot to come loose. To see the body that he had yearned for, for what seemed like forever-

“Dude, are you even listening to me?” Alex said, immediately snapping Warren out of his sexual thoughts.

“What?” Warren snapped, trying - and succeeding - to sound uncaring.

“I used up all of the soap so we need to get some more by tomorrow, okay?” Alex said slowly, as if talking to an incompetent person.

“Fine, I’ll pick up some on my way home from school tomorrow,” he said looking at his book, but still taking peeks at Alex.

“Cool,” was all Alex said before retreating to his room across the hall. Warren thought back to a couple seconds ago when Alex had been standing there, in his dripping glory, and felt himself get a little hard. Alex looked much more fuckable than usual.

Warren loved how Alex’s green eyes reflected everything that he was looking at. How when he smiled, dimples formed in his cheeks. How he always seemed to have a good attitude about everything. How his body wasn’t to lean or to buff, just right. Warren felt himself get even harder. Okay, tonight was the night. He wasn’t going to wait anymore to see if Alex liked him back. Yes, he decided, tonight I will have him.

And with that he got up from his bed, a walked to Alex’s room. He smirked to himself, hoping that Alex was still wet and licked his lips. When he arrived in Alex’s room, he opened the door without knocking. Alex turned around from his dresser in surprise, but relaxed a little when he noticed it was only Warren.

“Oh, hey.” Alex said, but was met with silence. “So, what do you need?” he questioned, turning around, and going back to rummaging through his dresser.

Warren to three long strides to where Alex was and pressed his body to Alex’s back. “You,” Warren whispered in his ear and wrapped his arms around Alex’s body.

“W-what?” he stammered, trying to turn around but Warren held him in place.

“I want you so badly,” Warren whispered again in his ear. Then he ground his crotch against Alex’s ass. Alex flinched at the friction and Warren moaned slightly. He started to nibble on Alex’s ear.

“Um, are you gay?” Alex asked while a blush rose on his face.

“Does this answer your question?” he replied while yanking off the towel so that Alex was completely naked. His hands felt all over Alex’s upper body, loving every touch.

“What if I d-don’t want t-this?” Alex asked, fighting down a groan.

“Do you want this?”

Alex seemed to think a bit before answering his question in a whisper. “Y-yes”

Warren smirked against Alex’s skin. “Good” His hand went to Alex’s lower region and cupped his manhood. Alex let out a small moan and Warren squeezed him slightly. Warren walked Alex to the bed and pushed him down on it while Warren remained standing up. He stripped down to his boxers, and looked at Alex. He smirked when he noticed Alex starring at his chest. Warren lowered himself onto the bed, in between Alex’s legs.

“Enjoying the view?” he said looking straight into Alex’s eyes. Alex nodded, running his hands up and down Warren’s chest. When Warren let out a groan, Alex continued his actions harder and faster. “Alex” Warren groaned, making Alex get a small victory smirk. Then Warren roughly put his lips to Alex’s. His tongue darted inside Alex’s mouth without asking for permission. Their tongue’s swirled in Alex’s mouth, Warren feeling Alex’s mouth, Alex trying to get a taste of Warren’s mouth. Both their heads leaned to a different side, trying to get more access.

Warren left Alex’s lips, to both there displeasure, and he started kissing down from Alex’s jawbone, to his neck, then to his collarbone, where Alex let out a moan. Warren smirked, having found Alex’s sweet spot. He kissed, licked, and sucked at that same spot, until he left a red quarter sized mark there. He then bit the spot, drawing a little blood, and then lapping it all up.

“Now everyone will know that you’re mine,” Warren whispered huskily. Alex blushed more, and flipped over so he was on top and Warren was on the bottom. Alex kissed slowly down Warren’s chest, licking every now and then. He kissed downward, until he was at the hem line of Warren’s boxers. He pulled them off of him, and then threw them to a random place in the room. He lowered his mouth onto Warren’s throbbing erection, engulfing it whole into his mouth. Warren gasped, and bucked his hips forward, causing Alex to choke slightly. Alex steadied Warren’s hips, and then bobbed up and down, causing Warren to moan loudly. Alex continued his actions while Warren moaned and panted. Then with one final thrust into Alex’s mouth, Warren came into him. Alex gulped it down, cleaning off Warren’s member. Alex crawled up to Warren, licking his lips, making Warren get hard again.

Warren flipped over again, not liking not being in dominance for too long. He turned Alex over, so he was on his hands and knees (Doggy style). Warren dug inside the night stand and pulled out some lotion. He rubbed it on himself and on Alex’s entrance. Warren slammed into him, Alex let out a small cry of pain. Warren continued at a slow pace, until Alex started moaning loudly. Warren thrust himself harder into Alex, both of them moaning in pleasure. He continued at the same pace into Alex, then remembering that Alex probably needed to release too. Warren ran his hands up and down Alex’s twitching manhood, while Alex moaned loader than before.

“Warren… Harder… Faster…” Alex moaned and started to pant. Warren did these actions and it wasn’t long before Alex came into his hand, yelling Warren’s name. Warren came a couple thrusts after him and they both collapsed on the bed.

Warren flipped Alex over so he wouldn’t have to lie on his stomach. Warren brought his hand up to his mouth and licked off Alex’s cum while Alex watched him with half open eyes.

“You taste good… Alex…” Warren said after he cleaned his hand.

“Uh, Warren?” Warren looked up to Alex’s face, noting that he was blushing. “I, um, I-I love y-you”

Warren smiled. Not a smirk but a real smile! Gasp! “I love you too.” Then he planted a soft kiss on Alex’s lips.

A Maid Lemon

Akane, a hard working maid, that would do anything at her master’s command, was currently sitting down in one of the many guest rooms in the large mansion. She was taking a well deserved brake from her long and tiring day that most would have given up on. Not Akane. She was stubborn and hard working, never giving up.

Akane sighed. To be truthful, she was lonely. She was almost alone in the house, with her mistress and the rest of the staff off on a retreat. Akane didn’t know what she had done to her mistress to make her hate Akane with such a passion. The mistress hated her so much that she had forbid her from the company retreat, and made her stay at the estate, and work.

Now, Akane wasn’t completely alone in the overly large house. Oh, far from it. Her master, Sui, was in the building some where, working on his business plans and such. Akane’s master was some what quiet today, a pleasant change from Sui’s usual arrogant self.

Akane snapped out of her thoughts when there was a light tap on her door.

Yes?” She said in her soft voice. She jumped slightly when the door swung open and hit the wall. There was Sui, standing in the doorway of a room, looking at Akane with an expression that obviously said lust. But, as oblivious as Akane was, she didn’t notice it.

Akane looked at here master curiously. “Is there anything you need, Master?”

Sui smirked widely at the question. So much for not being arrogant today. “Oh? I figured what I want would have been obvious the minute I walked into this room.”

Akane was devastated. Had she missed something? “I am very sorry, Master. If I had missed something or if there is something that you would like me to do, I will do it right away!” She proclaimed.

“Oh, there are several things I would enjoy you doing.” Sui said.

“What are they?” Akane asked eagerly.

“I’ll give you a hint.” Her master said, his smirk growing wider by the second. Akane nodded fast. She simply had to know what he wanted! Then, her master rid himself of his bathrobe, and Akane ate her words.

“Master!” She shrieked and covered her eyes wit her hands to prevent her from seeing anymore than she had, which was everything. Sui wasn’t wearing anything under his royal blue bathrobe, and he was loving Akane’s reaction to his body.

“Look at me.” He commanded, as arrogant as ever.

“What about Mistress?” Akane asked, still not taking her hands away from her face.

Sui sighed warily. “Forget about her. Now. Look. At. Me.”

“But Master-“ Akane squeaked, but was cut off.

“I said, LOOK AT ME!” Sui bellowed, fed up with Akane. Akane jumped and she slowly removed her hands from her face and placed them in her lap. Her face flushed red from what was in front of her. She saw her master, in the most indecent way that she had ever seen before, looking at her with lust crazed eyes. Her eyes went down his body and stopped at his hips. His manhood stood seven inches in the air and twitched every now and then. Akane blushed further. She had near seen this part of a man before.

“M-Master, w-what is it t-that you w-want me t-to do?” Akane stuttered, looking into her master’s lust filled eyes.

“Well the first thing that I want you to do is… strip.” Sui said, looking her up and down.

“W-what?” Akane asked, surprised, never had she gotten such a request.

“Strip. Take off your clothes. Undergarments included.” Sui said as if he was getting bored with the whole predicament. Akane almost refused, but she bit her tongue. She had to do this. It was the only way that she could keep her job and continue living here, doing what she loved (it’s cleaning, not something dirty!). Akane reached behind her and untied her apron and let it fall to the floor. She looked back up at Sui and noticed that another smirk was forming on his face. She placed her hands at the rim of her dress and tugged it up her body. Akane blushed harder, now that her dress was off of her. She looked at Sui again to see him with the same smirk on his face, only wider, looking her up and down and he lick his lips.

“Come on.” Sui said impatiently. “Panties next.” Akane blushed harder and she pulled down her pink silk panties and threw them some where.

“Beautiful…” He commented. Akane willed herself not to cry, as she realized what this was leading up to. She took a large breath and unclipped her bra from the back and threw it to the floor with the rest of her belongings. Akane felt her nipples pucker at the cold temperature of the guest room. Sui took three long, quick steps to Akane and pressed their bodies together. Akane let out a small gasp as she felt something hard against her stomach. She reached up and grasped the foreign object and Sui growled. Akane blushed and started to let go but Sui stopped her.

“Keep it there.” He growled and thrust his hips into her hand. Akane kept her hand there, unmoving, and watched as her master thrust himself into her small hand. She continued to look at him, with his eyes tightly closed, as if in pain, as he started to pant and moan at her touches. She then got the strange urge to please him. Akane rubbed her hand up and down Sui’s throbbing length and he moaned louder than before and thrust himself into her palm faster. Akane cupped his balls gently and watched as his face twisted in pleasure, obviously loving the sick friction. Then Akane’s face broke out into a grin as she thought of another way to pleasure him. Akane slowly removed her hand from Sui’s pulsing manhood and started lowering her head to it.

Sui growled. “I told you to keep your-Akane!” Sui gasped as Akane’s hot, wet mouth engulfed him. Sui bucked his hips uncontrollably into her mouth, causing Akane to choke slightly, but continued none-the-less. She sucked on him and her tongue did things that Akane didn’t even think that it could do. Akane started to bob her head up and down on him and he gave out whimpers, moans, and groans at her actions. Sui gave one last thrust and came in Akane’s mouth. Akane swallowed Sui’s seed with ease, and cleaned him off. Then she stood back up to her normal height.

She licked her lips. “You taste very good, Master.” Sui looked down at the sexy girl below him. Was this seriously the girl that he had to force to get undressed? Sui smirked. He didn’t know what happened to that girl, all he knew was the he liked this one better.

He started to lean down. “Why thank you…” He brushed their lips together. “There’s more anytime you want it…” Sui pushed their lips together in a kiss. Akane didn’t hesitate to kiss him back and wrap her arms around his neck. Sui’s tongue traced Akane’s mouth, asking for an entrance. Akane, getting the message, opened her mouth and his tongue darted into her mouth. Sui’s tongue traveled around Akane’s mouth, memorizing it. He continued to rub their tongues together and a moan could be heard arising from Akane’s throat. Sui broke the kiss, the both of them panting. Sui led Akane to the bed and sat himself onto it while he kept Akane standing up.

“Touch me.” Sui commanded bluntly. Akane nodded and straddled his waist. She kissed down his neck, until he let out a low moan escape his lips, did she stop and start to lick and suck on that one spot. He continued to moan loudly, loving the pleasure that ran through his body. Akane stopped licking that spot when there was a good sized purple mark on Sui’s neck. She proceeded down his body and stopped when she reached one of his nipples and started licking on it like no tomorrow. Then, when she was satisfied, switched to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Akane traveled lower his body, rubbing and sucking on all of his muscles. Akane stopped when she was almost past his abs and trailed back up to Sui’s face, waiting for orders.

“Ride me.” He commanded again. Akane had to think for a minute to realize what that meant and she blushed slightly when she figured it out.

“O-okay” She stuttered and positioned herself at his member. Akane slowly lowered herself onto his manhood and felt pain. “M-master it h-hurts…”

“It will go away soon…” Sui assured her and planted light kisses on her face. Soon Akane started it feel immense pleasure, and rocked her hips. Akane moaned and moved her hips at a faster pace. Sui moaned loudly her and moved his hips along with her. Akane picked up the pace and soon, she was riding him hard and rough, not something that you would expect from a girl like her. Sui moaned and thrust himself to meet Akane with every movement. Sui felt Akane’s walls tighten around him, and she come on him in one quick motion. Akane practically screamed his name, and Sui came the same way, right after her. Akane rode out her orgasm, and moved off of him, and lay on the bed, completely worn out. They were both panting heavily and all they did was look at each other for a while.

“Let’s not tell my wife about this, okay?”