allurakeating

[allurakeating]

dominiceldridge:

My lips are soaked as they move against her pussy, but there’s no shortage of friction in the wake of my touch. Her heightened moans fill my father’s office, and from my position behind her, kneeling on the floor, I can’t see her expression— if anything, that’s my only disappointment from this position. It’s not enough to make me move, however; there’s no time for that. Feeling her legs tremble against my touch, I let out a soft laugh. “We’re far from done, love.” She doesn’t answer me just yet, her only response being the sweet little cry that breaks free from her lips. Almost on instinct, I spread my hand against the curve of her ass, gripping the smooth skin almost possessively. God, it was infuriating how the gaze of every man in the room lingered on her, comments filling the air with audible whispers of how they’d like to touch what was mine. 

It’s hardly the first time I’ve been confronted with this situation, as nearly every room I walk into belongs to Allura within moments. She’s captivating beyond measure, but that doesn’t stop the words from getting under my skin. They do, without fail, every single time — this is just the time when I chose to do something about it. 

My response to those remarks, while probably not the healthiest coping mechanism, was to drag her away from everyone else. The more carnal parts of me craved to take her there, to tug up her dress and take her on display, for the eyes of everyone to see — just to remind them all that they have no claim over her. But even in my jealous haze, I know better, which caused me to pull her aside, my lips finding hers within moments. Few heartbeats passed before I had her bent over, my hand knuckle deep in her tight, wet heat, and it didn’t take long for me to deepen her arousal. But it’s not enough, not even as I feel her walls clenching around my fingers, the taste of her cum finding my lips — somehow, I crave more, simply to show her just who she belongs to. 

There’s a plan forming in my mind, one that I know Allura will have no qualms with, and I touch her gently, my fingers curling against her in a teasing motion as my free hand finds my cock. It doesn’t take much to bring me to full hardness, given the erotic display still burning my vision, but it’s enough time that Allura’s breathing finds a steady rhythm, something I yearn to change. After all, the comments about all of the ways that the men my father invited are still ringing in my ears, and there’s one in particular I’d like to tear from existence. Without hesitating, I tear off her panties, the fabric ripping to shreds against my fingers, and I slide my cock against the curve of her ass. She whimpers, causing my smirk to deepen, and I know what she’s thinking. 

And God, I love knowing it.

A low chuckle spills from my lips, my cock slipping into her cunt briefly, and I stop her hips from rolling back against my cock. “No, love,” I murmur, allowing her tight heat to sheath my cock for a moment before pulling it out again, smirking before I thrust deep into her ass, a high-pitched cry breaking from her lips. “Hold on, sweetheart,” I groan, rocking my hips forward once more, my movements almost harsh as I push into her, relishing in the tightness of her ass around my cock. It’s been a few days since I’ve fucked her ass, the tightness making that more than evident, but there’s no sign of her discomfort, her cries more than proving the opposite.

My head falls against her shoulder as I fuck into her, and almost instantly, Allura’s head turns backwards, fitting against my shoulder perfectly. “You like that?” Her eyes are squeezed shut, a sure sign of the pleasure coursing through her slim frame, and it takes all I have not to slide my hand between her thighs, just to allow my fingertips to brush against her clit. Just to heighten her orgasm, one I’m craving to provoke from her, but I hold off — I want her to cum untouched. “Come on, love,” I whisper, pushing my hips harder, my fingers pressing into her skin. Within moments, her head falls back, a scream tearing from her lips as an orgasm washes over her, and it’s in that moment that I reach forwards, tugging down her dress to reveal her tits, perky as my thrusts push into her. I palm her skin possessively, my smirk deepening as I hear her cry out, and I whisper, “Fuck yourself for me.” My hands will replace hers soon enough, but I want her to earn this — to remind me that she knows just how fucking good she has it with me.

For the space of a few heartbeats, Allura doesn’t respond, only grips tighter at the desk with white-knuckles. It’s a sight I relish in, no doubt, but not the one I crave, so I lean forward, my lips finding her ear. “I said, touch yourself, love,” I murmur softly, my hand snapping against her ass for emphasis. “Don’t make me say it again.” Despite wanting control in sex, I’m not the sort of guy who seeks to punish a girl I’m with, and a slap to the ass is as far as I’ll go, but fuck, I want her to listen to me. If anything, I need it — I want to watch her fingers disappear in her soaking cunt, fucking herself on my command. A moan greets my movements, and almost immediately, Allura’s hand finds her clit, circling it slowly. “Good girl,” I murmur, kissing her neck slowly, watching her fingers for a moment before I shake my head, my hands finding her hair, and pushing her down against the desk. I spread her legs just a bit more with my foot, a thick grunt spilling from my lips as I move my cock harder into her, the sound of our skin slapping together echoing through the room. My hands move to her breasts, gripping her possessively as I jerk my hips forward. “Fuck, love,” I groan, feeling myself growing closer to my peak, one I refuse to reach before she does. “You feel so fucking— Jesus Christ, Allura. You’re so fucking tight.”

My eyes roll back as Dominic whispers in my ear, his order clear despite my slow reaction. My legs are still shaking from the two previous mind-blowing orgasm he gave me, fingers curled against the wooden desk in a desperate attempt to keep myself up. Fuck. I cry out as he slaps his hand against my ass, his tone demanding and hot against my ear. After a brief moment, I obey, moving a hand between my legs to tease my clit rapidly, my moans filling the room. Dominic doesn’t seem to mind the fact that we might get caught if we continue to be this careless, his movements harsh as he bends me down against his father’s desk and spreads my legs more.

“You’re so big.” My voice is almost needy as I roll my hips against his hardened cock, the sensations overwhelming to the point that he’s the only one keeping me standing. Dominic runs his possessive hands against my ass, and I find him smiling as he watches his cock disappear inside of me with his hard thrust. “Don’t stop---” I plead, my lips curving into a smile that mirrors his own. My best friend leans down against me, fucking into me deeper as he whispers into my ear how much he loves my ass, how good I feel against his cock. His breath his hot, sending shivers down my spine as I feel the tension build up inside of me. “Don’t stop. Please, please…” I moan, rolling my hips erratically--- craving an orgasm. Again.

Ever since we started sleeping together, it has been like this. I’ve never told Dominic that I was a virgin before him, that our first night during that trip to Costa Rica was the first time a man had made me cum. I’d blown other guys, even let them touch me, but it just didn’t happen. There was no sparkle between us, and I quickly shut down the option of letting the night continue after I made them cum the first time. It only changed with Dominic--- when the simple sight of him jerking off with my name on his lips left me on my tiptoes. I remember admiring how big he was comparing to the men I’d seen, how I wished to touch his sculpted chest as his hand moved against his length. That same dream ended up coming through not even a week later, when I accidentally walked in on him showering. And masturbating again. That time, I couldn’t resist following his teasing instructions and joining him in the shower, and what had been nothing more than an amazing platonic friendship became so much more. We fucked until sunrise, promising each other that this wouldn’t change a thing. That we would only be with each other if we couldn’t find anyone else to have fun with.

A month later, I asked him to try anal out of curiosity and oh my God. I never thought it would feel that good. I never even imagined that I’d enjoy it to the point of cumming without any other touch.

Turning my head to the side slightly, I meet his lips with mine in one hungry kiss. Dominic drinks in my moans with a smirk, and I’m suddenly thankful for the loud music coming from the living room. Not because I fear we might get caught, but because I don’t want it to end at all. “Baby I’m so close…” I cry out, shaking against his muscular body as I hit my peak. My legs give him, but he doesn’t let me fall, thrusting harder into me. My best friend shoots inside of me with a low grunt shortly after, his lips stretching into a wide smile as he kisses my neck. We don’t move for a moment, riding out of our orgasms slowly.

I like feeling him inside of me, and he knows it all too well.

“We should go back inside.” I tell him in a whisper. Dominic pulls out of me slowly, and for the space of a heartbeat I believe he’s about to agree with me. Instead, he turns me around abruptly, picking me up to lay me down on the desk and spreading my legs to his display. He shakes his head as his eyes find mine, fingertips brushing my inner thighs in a teasing and slow motion. I’m sensitive still, so my first reaction is to reach for his hands and try and stop him, but Dom stops me with nothing but the look in his eyes and a hungry smile.

Two fingers slip inside of me easily, my arousal dripping from before, and I arch my back as I call out his name. His free hand moves to tease my tits, before his mouth comes into play. “Dom, your dad… They’ll be looking for us.” I try to reason with him before my mind becomes flooded by pleasure, but Dominic isn’t listening. Instead, he pulls back a bit to unbutton his shirt, revealing his toned abs and chest as his fingers work harder inside of me. He’s building me up--- distracting me until he can go again.

I know I should stop him, but the single idea of his cock inside of me makes my grin wider. Whatever he heard, it must have been detailed enough to make him want to mark his territory like this, but I don’t complain. Instead, I raise my hips to meet the movements of his hands. “Come here.” I whisper sensuously, taking his cock into my hand. I jerk it slowly, licking my lips as I realize it’s already half hard even after just a couple of minutes. “Don’t stop” My voice is almost melodic as I start to rub his tip, sitting up. With my free hand, I push him to a sitting position on his father’s chair before climbing on top of him. A wave of pleasure shoots through me the moment I start rubbing myself against him, teasing him. “Yes.” I nearly scream as his fingers curl against just the right spot, and my free hand moves to the back of his head, pulling him down against my tits. “I need your cock, Dominic.” My best friend’s eyes are filled with passion as we kiss, and he whispers for me to say more. “I need to feel you stretching me up my tight pussy until I scream, the way they will never do it baby.”

God, we should have never left the hotel room.

#c #c: dominic #002

[allurakeating]

“Do you want my cock?”

He’s taunting me, I know this just by looking into his darkened eyes as they skim every inch of my body. We just got back from the market, and Dominic immediately dragged me to the room, ordering me to lie down in bed with the sexiest voice. I obliged without really thinking, my thighs dampening in anticipation for what’s to come. He stands before me, pants unbuttoned and boxers tugged down slightly as he strokes his hard cock, eyes never leaving mine. It makes me squirm in bed, eager to for him to take me. But he doesn’t, not yet.

First, he tells me how the guys from the nearby farms said— how he’s lucky to have me, how they wouldn’t leave the house if their wives looked like that. They don’t know we’re not officially a couple; all they see is a young girl with a floral dress, no bra and firm tits walking around excitedly. What he doesn’t know is that the wives gush about him too— his tall frame and muscular body, how gentle he seems to be with me. They crave for his attention, and it irritates me. I moan as his knee rests between my legs, waiting for the moment when he’ll touch me, but Dominic doesn’t do it yet. “I’m yours.” The words leave my mouth in another moan, heavy with lust. I’m not sure if he realizes that I’m being honest, that this isn’t just so he’ll fuck me. I want him, no one else.

“Yeah? You want my cock?” He repeats, a smirk teasing at his lips as he moves forward and leans down. His cock brushes against my lips as my head sinks down on the pillow, and I open my mouth to take him. Dom doesn’t wait this time, supporting his weight with one hand as the other moves to my hair and angles my head just enough for him to fuck my mouth properly. God, he looks so fucking hot like that. Moaning again, I move my hand between my legs, fingers gingerly teasing my clit as I watch him, thighs dripping with arousal.

#c #c: dominic #003

[allurakeating]

My moan is muffled by my best friend’s hand covering my mouth, his fingers pushing hard inside my pussy. My legs tremble, pleasure building up inside of me with each stroke of his fingers. “Baby—” I call out, looking at Dominic over my shoulder. We’re at his parents house for a charity event, but somehow we ended up in his father’s office, with me bent over the desk, short blue dress hiked up and panties pushed aside. Dom smirks, withdrawing his fingers and rubbing them all over his cock, stroking himself slowly as he spreads my legs with his foot.

His tip teases my pussy first, pushing inside slowly before he pulls out and slides it up to my ass. We don’t have any lube with us, so he’s going for the next thing— my own cum when he ate me out only moments before. I moan softly, my fingers curling as his tip slowly stretches me, the initial pain all too familiar now. Dominic is huge, which is absolutely delicious. Even hours after we’ve fucked, I still feel him inside of me, filling me completely. “God, yes.” I moan louder as he slowly pushes inside of me, deeper with each thrust until he’s completely inside of me. I hear him groan something, but my mind is too hazy to make sense of what it is.

His large hands slide over my backside, slapping my flesh passionately as his cock slides in and out of my ass. Yes. Yes. Yes. I cum— just like that, I feel my legs weaken and his thrusts growing deeper and harder as he holds me up, whispering in my ear that he’s far from done. “Yeah? You like that?” I tease breathlessly, rolling my hips against his. Dominic groans, tucking my dress down enough to free my tits and have them bounce for his pleasure.

The possessive look on his eyes confirms what I’ve thought since he pulled me into his father’s office and dropped to his knees— he’s upset, angry with something someone said about me. Instead of stopping him, I cry out louder, relishing on the feeling of him pounding in and out of my ass, my lips parting as he leans over me and grabs my tits. “Don’t stop, Dom. It feels so good.”

#c #c: dominic #002

[allurakeating]

dominiceldridge:

Honestly, there’s about sixty million things I’d rather be doing than sitting on my porch, phone pressed to my ear as I listen to my manager drone on and on. Eric’s a great guy, real damn dedicated to his job — which is getting me the most amazing scripts, ones that will guarantee I’m nominated for awards every year, but honestly, I’d rather be a few rooms away, guttural groans spilling from my lips as I pound into Allura’s pussy. Yeah, that’s definitely where my mind’s been for most of this conversation, still back in bed, Allura’s legs spread and thighs dripping as I fuck into her, her ass tight against my hips as she stirs from her slumber. Most girls would never let a guy fuck them until they awoke, but Allura and I share more trust than most damn couples do — and supposedly, we’re /just/ friends. 

Just friends, my ass. I don’t think about my friends like this, just her.

My hand slides down to my cock, brushing against it through my track pants, a low groan nearly escaping my lips as I think of her hands replacing my own. It’s a vivid picture, one I experienced only three hours ago when she jerked me off in the shower, swollen lips encircling my cock in a vice only moments later — definitely one of my favorite sights. And fuck, I’ve seen all seven of the world wonders. 

When she comes into the room, a smile tugs at my lips, deepening for the brief moments she’s on top of me. My brow raises as she climbs off of me, and I shake my head quickly, my hands reaching for her. “Come back,” I mouth, my lips upturning into a frown as she shakes her head. Fuck, I hate this damn phone call more than ever, because I have the sneaking suspicion Allura was about to ride my cock. Damn it. Swallowing, I open my mouth to tell her to come back, to remind her that I don’t give a shit about this damn phone call, but a soft giggle cuts me off. And then she murmurs for me to keep talking, a suggestion that has my cock tenting in my track pants, my hands instinctually drifting to the back of her head.

“That’s it, baby girl,” I mouth, my fingers weaving into her brown locks. Given how much I love control, it’s almost painful for me to not be able to talk her through this, to command her with a stern tone and a heavy hand pressing to her head— but this damn phone call. I let out a strangled groan as her mouth encircles my cock, a moan causing her lips to vibrate against my cock. It takes all of my willpower not to hang up the damn phone, but I inhale a shallow breath, shifting my position before I mouth “Relax, baby” before my hands find her head. And then slowly, my gaze never leaving hers, I jerk my hips up, slowly fucking her mouth, before murmuring, quietly enough I know my manager won’t hear “Touch yourself, love. I want you to be soaking for me.”

Yeah, I’m definitely doing a bad job of paying attention to this phone call.

If there is something Dominic and I never had to do with each other, it was hide from what we truly want. Unlike with every other man I’ve briefly been with, I have never shied away from my desires with my best friend, never had to silence them. It takes him one look at each other to know we want something, one brief phone call for us to leave the house and meet in the middle of the night like two passionate teenagers. Truthfully, it’s been like this since we became friends, but things were entirely platonic then. Now, however, this whole trip to his cottage had one very important goal— to have some time alone and fuck for hours, days without worrying about the world. We’ve done just that, taking long showers that end up with one of us on our knees, waking up with his hard cock already inside of me, touching each other when we were supposed to be watching a movie. We can’t get enough of each other.

Baby girl.

I smile at the term of endearing, my eyes locked on his lustful ones. His head tilts back for a brief second, the pleasure my full lips encasing his cock fully grant him entirely evident, and I can’t help but moan again. It doesn’t take long for him to look back at me, as I know he loves the sight of his cock fucking my mouth as much almost as much as he loves seeing it pounding into my pussy. Most girls see oral as means to an end, but to me it’s more than that— to feel him harden against my lips, licking his pre-cum as he thrusts into my mouth and curses under his breath, it arouses me more than I think he knows. Everything about Dominic does.

Following his order, I slide my hand down between my legs, index finger circling my clit in a slow movement. I moan almost instantly, smiling up at Dominic. He groans in response, tugging at my hair harshly as his hips push a bit harder into my mouth, but never leaving his manager hanging. In fact, he entertains the conversation, even if I’m sure it’s more on instinct that out of actual interest for it by now. Still, every time he grows distracted, I graze my teeth against his tip, giving him a warning look. My best friend nods, unable to hide his frustration, and I sink deeper into his length, my tongue teasing his tip as I bob my head harder under his guidance. “Dom…” I manage to moan, slipping a finger inside of me. My best friends eyes follow my hand for a moment before locking on my eyes again, lips parted as I move to suck on his tip once more. I know he wants to take control, that he would rather tug at my hair and thrust harder into my mouth until I’m moaning loud enough for the sounds to fill the room and he’s shooting into my mouth. But he can’t. Not until he finishes the call--- he’s supposed to be having a weekend alone, after all.

“Harder…” I plead, my tone sensuous as I take him all into my mouth again, free hand moving to tease his balls. I need more.

#c #c: dominic #001

[allurakeating]

I have a high sex drive.

It’s something I’ve been aware of for a couple of years now, having loved the intensity of the high an orgasm can give me from the very first times I’ve touched myself, but I’ve never been this needy. Not until I started sleeping with him. I don’t admit it, don’t give any hint about it, not even when I’m teased about being left without orgasming after I’ve teased Dominic too much. Maybe it’s cruel, but I allow myself that secret and many others when it comes to my sex life, as I’m too terrified he’ll realize how vulnerable I am in his presence.

Today, however, I’m in no mood to wait or hide. 

I woke up to an empty bed, and while that isn’t unlikely, as Dominic often wakes up early to go for a run or prepare our breakfast, I can’t help but feel antsy. I push the sheets aside lazily, rubbing my eyes as I reach for his dress shirt I threw on the floor tonight and put it on, without bothering to button it up. Quietly, I leave the room and cross Dom’s cottage’s hallway, my eyes flickering through the many pictures hanging on the walls as I follow his voice outside. He’s sitting on the porch, phone pressed to his ear as he discusses the new script we received with --- I’m assuming --- his manager, so he doesn’t notice my approach. Not until I step in front of him.

His smirk curves his lips upwards almost immediately, taking in my barely covered body as he continues to talk. “Good morning.” I murmur sleepily, climbing onto his lap with a smile. Only when I’m on top of him do I take the time to drink him in, my hands pressing to his bare chest, my eyes falling down to his track pants. Good. It’s easier to take off. Dominic kisses my jawline distractedly, which means he’s too deep into this work talk. I don’t want to interrupt, but I really don’t want to wait either, so I move off of him almost as quickly as I moved on top of him. My mouth waters as his gaze finds mine, calling me back to the place where I was, but I shake my head, kneeling between his legs. “Keep talking.” I instruct him in a sultry tone, tugging down his pants only enough to free his semi-hard cock. God, he’s huge and not even fully hard. Smirking, I lock my gaze on his, my tongue licking his tip in a slow motion that has a moan slipping from my lips. God, I want him everywhere. Giggling, I start rubbing him, my lips solely encasing his tip as I suck on it.

#c #c: dominic #001