In Control #masturbationmonday

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Ok, she could do this. Jenny eyed up the clothes she’d just taken off, piled neatly on the laundry basket in the corner. She’d thought about it enough, right? Thought about all the ways they could do this – all the ways they could fuck each other – how she wanted them to touch each other while she watched.

She drew in a deep breath and turned towards the sink. She needed to get her shit together. He was relying on her and she really didn’t want to let him down.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to just watch though. She felt all twitchy and tingly just thinking about it.

She watched her hand squeeze her breast in the mirror above the sink; it felt heavy and ached. She was fairly sure watching them was going to blow the top of her head off. Her hand moved down her body until she cupped herself between her legs. Fuck! She couldn’t help rolling her hips, pressing her palm against her pussy.

She flushed the toilet. She’d said she needed to go, but really she’d needed a minute to herself. She didn’t want them to know that she’d felt a bit overwhelmed there for a moment, but it was all good now. Rolling her shoulders, she leant forward towards the mirror, checked her teeth and swiped her finger over her eyebrow, noting the flush on her cheeks and how her eyes burned with excitement.

“Right, let’s fucking do this!” She whispered to her reflection.

Opening the door, Jenny strode into the bedroom to see them naked and waiting. She watched them both stroke their hard cocks as they scanned her body. Oh dear, that was naughty of them.

“Hands behind your backs. Now.” Her voice was low and firm.

They stood facing each other about a foot apart. Watching them obey her, she felt the first small thrill of power settle on her shoulders.

“Step closer to each other. That’s it – keep going. Hands by your sides now.” She heard Dan’s small gasp as the tip of his cock touched Sean’s stomach. They were a similar height, so when she told them to stop, their mouths were only a few centimetres apart and their cocks were trapped between their bodies.

Slowly walking around them, she trailed her fingers across their broad shoulders, down the dip of their spines until she palmed their arses. Squeezing hard she sank her nails in and smiled when Dan squeaked. It had the desired effect – he jerked forwards rubbing his cock along Sean’s. The dual moans stroked right over her clit.

She watched them both surreptitiously rub against each other, loving seeing them so needy. Raising her hand, she brought it down hard on Dan’s firm arse. “Enough! Stand still.” She stroked the pink mark on his skin, felt the slight tremble go through his body. Oh, he was loving this: her beautiful, slutty, man.

“Kiss each other. I want to see lots of tongue, but keep your hands where they are for now.”

The men’s eyes met as Sean’s tongue tentatively ran across Dan’s lips. Their mouths came together for a soft first kiss.

“Yes, that’s it.” She breathed. God, that was horny. “More, come on.”

Dan finally closed his eyes, tilted his head and gave into it. It rapidly became a hard meeting of mouths, tongues lashing and battling each other for dominance. She stood close, listening to their breathing change, the little groans of appreciation and lust.

Placing a hand on each man’s back, she stroked their hot, damp skin, pushing them closer together until the front of their bodies were aligned.

Dan’s hands were clenched into fists at his side.

“Touch each other.” No sooner were the words out than they grabbed the others hips, sliding round to cup each others arse so they could grind their cocks against one another.

Jenny couldn’t look away from them. Her whole body throbbed with arousal seeing these two men so into each other. They were straining towards one another, sweating and grunting; desperate to come and she wanted them to. She wanted to see it.

“Sean, take hold of both your cocks.” He immediately followed her instruction, stepping back slightly to make room. Dan rested his hand on Sean’s hip. His head rolled back on his shoulders at the first stroke, eyes closed, lost in the moment.

Sean was looking down at the hold he had on their cocks. They were both thick and long so his hand stretched wide to work them both.

“Oh fuck, yeah!” Dan moaned.

“That good, baby?” She asked quietly.

“So good, Jenny… please, put your hands on me. I need to come.”

She watched his hips start to thrust into Sean’s hand: small, shallow thrusts, and knew he was close. Moving to stand behind him, she pressed herself against his back and arse. Her arms went around him, pinching and pulling his nipples. Then she ran her palms over his tightly clenched stomach. Their cocks had a gravitational pull for her, they both moaned her name when her hand took hold of them. She matched her rhythm to Sean’s.

“Come for me, both of you.”

She felt his body go rigid. Sean picked up the pace, solid, rough pulls that drew the heads of their cocks together. Over and over until Dan’s head fell forward onto Sean’s shoulder and he shouted out his release. Hot and wet, she continued to slide her hand over their cocks until Sean mirrored Dan’s posture.

He jerked and shuddered, “Fuck! Oh fuck, yeah!”

More warm come covered her hand. She wanted a taste. Soon.

Feeling Dan wobble, they let go and she ordered them both to the bed. They staggered over and flopped down on their backs.

Standing over them, hands on her hips, her pussy screaming for attention. She said, “Right, you’ve got two minutes recovery time. Then I want both of your faces between my legs…”

They rolled said faces towards her, grinning. “Yes, Mistress.”

She bit her lip. Cheeky bastards.

As always thanks for reading. I was inspired this week by another blogger. Exhibit A if you haven’t read his stuff yet, get over there and have a look – well worth it and be prepared to get hot and bothered – I do. He’s definitely in my top ten must read blogs (might do a post about that at some point).

A lot of you know the drill by now. Kayla Lords’ site A sexual Being has all the Masturbation Monday posts so go and have a look if you get the chance.

Thanks, Rebecca x

Playing Footsie – #masturbationmonday

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It started when their toes touched.

He hadn’t been sure up to that point. Gay or straight? The question had been flying around his head for weeks now. It had been tattooed at the forefront of his mind for the past half hour since they’d been sat out on his deck watching the sun go down over the lake.

They’d not bothered with chairs, just sat down on the warm wood and stretched out their legs, resting on their locked arms behind them.

He’d decided to leave it. He didn’t trust his instinct anymore. He’d been burned a time or two recently and he liked Sam too much to mess things up; would rather remain friends than make a move and spoil it all.

Now he stared down at their overlapping toes and realised many of his questions had just been answered. His heart thumped in his chest. He couldn’t take his eyes off Sam’s feet, they were actually really nice toes, not too hairy, no weird crooked ones. Suckable even. He’d never gone in for the whole foot fetish thing but they had suddenly taken on a whole new level of attractiveness. He wanted to worship those searching, inquisitive digits.

His breath caught as Sam stroked his toes over the top of his foot. I bolt of energy shot up his leg. He pushed back rippling and flexing his toes against Sam’s.

“I was right then?” A soft question.

“Yeah, I guess you were.”

A loud whoosh of breath. “Thank god for that!”

They laughed a little, although the tension between them didn’t allow for much humour. Time for that later. Right now the need to touch was taking over.

Slowly, their heads turned towards each other, the desire reflected in their eyes deep and intense. The liberating, naked want on Sam’s face took his breath away. It was such a rush, the knowing. So fucking hot being able to reach for him and drag him in for a hot and heavy kiss. No holding back now, duelling tongues and grasping hands. Touching every available piece of skin, frustrated groans leading to ripped off t-shirts.

“I want to see you, open your jeans.” Breathless words that went straight to his already hard cock.

His fingers fumbled the buttons, he didn’t know what he wanted more, Sam’s mouth on his dick or his hand so he could keep kissing said mouth. Fucking buttons! Finally, they opened and before he could do anything else, Sam’s hand dived into his boxers taking a firm grip of his thick, aching cock.

“Oh my fuck…. yes!” He groaned.

“Lift up. I want to suck you.”

“Jesus! Stop talking otherwise I’m going to blow!”

Sam grinned as he tugged his trousers and boxers off. The grin dropped from Sam’s face when he got the first look at his cock. It was replaced by a look of such extreme hunger – he didn’t know if he was going to survive this. He spread his legs anyway, best way to find out.

“That is a beautiful cock. I had no idea you were packing something that size. My mouth is watering.”

“Do it for god’s sake, please…” He was desperate for that hot, wet mouth.

“Oh yeah, I’m going to do it.” Sam crawled between his legs, blowing on the tip of his cock. “I’m going to take you so deep, suck you so good…” a soft, wet lick from the base to the top, circling around the sensitive head, “…want you to come so hard.” On his last word Sam engulfed his cock, taking all of him in a couple of strokes.

His head fell back, the loudest, dirtiest groan escaped him.

Fucking hell, he’d never felt anything that good in his entire life. Sam was a master who obviously loved giving head and that just made it so much hotter to watch. He made himself lift his head, not wanting to miss anything. Sam’s eyes opened to lock on his, they devoured him, encouraged him to take what he needed.

He found his fingers threading through Sam’s thick, dark hair; found himself setting the rhythm, the depth. Sam groaned when he hit the back of his throat, the vibration ricocheted through his cock, everything in his body tightened. He was going to blow, way to soon, he ought to be ashamed really, but fuck, Sam’s mouth was magic.

“Sam get your cock out, I want to see it.” He panted.

Sam hardly changed his rhythm as he pushed his jeans down. His cock sprung out and kicked back against his stomach. It was thick, hard and looked ready to explode.

“Get up here now.” He demanded.

He reached for Sam, hauling him over his body so he landed with his arms on either side of his head. Sam lifted a little so he could take hold of both of their cocks as they rubbed and fucked against each other.

“Oh fuck, yeah.” Heavy, hot breathing on his neck as their bodies fought for as much friction as possible. The feel of Sam’s cock against his an almost painful pleasure. Too much sensation, too much need.

“Want you to come with me.” He gasped.

“Yes. I’m close… oh shit, that feels good… now, god please, now.”

Their hips thrust hard, their cocks slipped and rubbed against each other. Sam lifted his head to kiss him, a hard bruising kiss that took them both over the edge. They moaned into each others mouths as they shot their load between them, jerking and shuddering through their orgasms.

As the sensations rippled away, they continued to move against each other. The evidence of their pleasure warm and wet between them. The kiss gentled, Sam’s hand ran through his hair, his fingers trailing down his face.

“Oh man, that was good.”

“It was.”

“Want to fool around some more.”

“I do.”

Sam chuckled, “You lost the ability to speak?”

“Yep.”

“Well, come on then.” Sam stood up and held out a hand. “Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed.”

 

As always thanks for reading. Check out the other Masturbation Monday posts at Kayla Lords’ blog A Sexual Being.

Rebecca x