“OW! What was that!?!” Veronica yelled angrily, a deep red, hand-shaped mark visible on her torso.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry,” Dave replied frantically. He buried his face in his hands, his cheeks becoming scarlet from embarrassment and guilt. “I read it somewhere and everyone kept saying it was sexy.”
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Rachel let out a low moan, leaning gently back into Chloe’s arms.
“Am I doing okay?” Chloe inquired tentatively, continuing to lightly run her fingertips over her lover’s vulva and rubbing her thigh, teasing her slightly as she planted kisses on the side of her neck.
The other woman panted and smiled, despite Chloe not being able to see from her angle. “Yes, Chloe… you’re doing wonderful.”
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When Johnathan opened the door, his face almost turned purple. He couldn’t even speak. The subject of his attention was his fiancé, wearing nothing except lacy underwear, a sash covering only one breast, and a ridiculous hat with a plastic turkey on it and a message that said “I’m delicious” in some sort of comic book font.
He stuttered, trying his best to form words and comprehend what he was seeing. Any unsuspecting passer-by hearing the noises coming from him would likely assume he was choking. “I- wh- j- how d-“ An incoherent string of syllables, nothing more.
The woman chuckled before striding toward him, allowing her sash to droop slightly, revealing her other firm nipple.
“Happy Thanksgiving.”
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He stood there against the wall of the vineyard, perfectly poised. His chocolate curls drooped around his ears in a perfectly lazy fashion, his head tilted up toward the clouds above him, which appeared violet from the striking sunset surrounding him. The red light from the horizon shone against his glimmering naked body like a classic painting, casting beautiful shadows across his chest and thighs. He was not an athletic man, nor was he flawless, but anyone gazing upon this sight would have sworn otherwise. In his hazel eyes, half-shut, there was nothing but pure love for his beloved. His lips were parted slightly, further displaying the pace of his lustful breath.
And he was hers.
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The two began to approach climax rapidly, thrusting against one another at a frantic, desperate pace. The room filled with the sounds of their moaning and breathing. Gale gripped the bedsheet tightly in both a gesture of excitement and an attempt to keep in control of himself. He gasped sharply as Dan wrapped his hand once more around his erection, stroking him at a similar pace to his thrusts in a vain attempt to make him cum quickly. But Dan was far too close and wouldn’t allow himself to stop. His hand slipped off of Gale involuntarily as he became enveloped in the sensation he felt being inside him. His moaning grew much louder, and Gale could tell, so he let go of the bedsheet and began to stroke himself, already wet with fluid and sweat.
“Ohhhhh, fuck, *fuck*-“ Dan cried out, shuddering violently as he came. He was hit with a wave of ecstasy as Gale let out a loud, piercing moan himself, long ropes of semen covering Dan’s lower torso. Gale grasped the mattress again to prevent himself from moving, as Dan was still entangled in him, his limbs still shaking, head bowed down and eyes shut as his heavy breathing began to slow, the rise and fall of his chest becoming less frantic.
“Jesus,” Gale eventually muttered as he sat up, his face inches away from his partner’s. Dan opened his eyelids, locking eyes with his beloved before leaning in for a sweet kiss. “You feeling alright?”
Dan slowly nodded, still trying avidly to catch his breath. “I feel better than alright.”
Gale grinned. “Good.”
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(That’s all I have that I’m comfortable sharing for now, if y’all have any suggestions for either more oneshots you’d like to see or to improve my writing then I’m most definitely willing to lend an ear! Thanks!)
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