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[slaved-violetevans]

Charlie was playing her body beautifully as she moaned and writhed against the dirt. Her moans floated through the air as her thighs came up against the sides of Charlie's face, her pussy gushing with desire against his face. "Oh fuuuck," she growled, desperate for release, but that voice in her head sounding out reminding her of her orders and how she never wanted to let Sam down. Her back arched off the ground again when she felt Charlie's finger push inside her for added euphoric sensations. "Oh Charlie," she moaned, "I'm so close! I'm so close, stop!" she begged, unable to will her body to scoot away from him as she breathed heavily against the ground.

Charlie smiled. He was more than happy to give her exactly what she wanted. He fucked her slowly with his tongue bringing her to the edge and pulling back a couple of times before bringing his fingers up to join in the fun. He bit lightly at her clit and then encircled it with his lips and sucked. His fingers circled her entrance to get wet and then delved inside in one swift movement.

#para #p charlie #charlie #smut #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

Violet nodded, though she couldn't pull her eyes from Owen, both their flesh flushed and heated with a vibrant pink. "I understand, Master," she agreed after Sam completed his explanation. "So we need something in a hole at all times," she repeated, walking over to grab a nice sized plug and a gag and held them up to Owen. "Pick one, Sir," she smiled, holding out the plug just a little closer to prove her choice. "Also, I'm so kicking your ass at this," she chuckled.

@owenepierce

Owen groaned as Sam spoke, although there was a subtle pit in his stomach at having failed Sam in the respect category a little, which helped to curb his insane need to cum enough so that he could focus on their orders. “Y-Yes, Sir…and s-sorry…about the respect thing. She’s just…really good and…” He trailed off, worrying his lips as he mulled the very exciting rules of their little game. “So…we both have to have a hole filled at all times? Or just one of us has to be filling a hole at all times…like I could be fingering her maybe, and that would keep the game going, or she’d have to be fucking my ass with a dildo at the same time to qualify?” Owen asked, his cock softening a little as he got absorbed into the details; but once glance down at Violet looking up at him like that had him perfectly hard all over again. “Just…mm…trying to make sure I’ve got it all straight, Sir.” @sammythedominant

#para #p owen #owen #p sam #sam #smut

[slaved-violetevans]

A new moan cut through the air as Violet started to come down from her near high, pulling it back in time for Charlie to start with his mouth again, lapping against her dripping folds. She laid back against the cool ground, following in time with Charlie's rhythm, his tongue fucking her pussy in ways making Violet moaning and writhing against the floor. "Please," she whimper hotly, "Edge me again, Charlie, please."

Charlie immediately pulled his mouth back and just blew cool air against her heated skin. He reached up under the dress to rub soothing circles on her belly. He knew for himself that when he was edging it would make his belly muscles spasm and even ache a little. "Shhh.. it's okay. I won't let you cum." He kept blowing and only when it seemed she was ready he began to lick her folds again. He left her clit alone for the moment, instead stabbing his tongue as deep into her as he could and setting up a slow rhythm of in, out, lick, and then in and out again, enjoying every minute of it.

#para #p charlie #charlie #smut #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She gave a large, obvious pout at Sam’s order, though of course she obeyed. When Sam continued, however, her brows raised in interest and slight concern. Hearing the orders, Violet felt her pussy gush with suddenly excitement. “Y-yes, Master,” she moaned, looking up at Owen with a lick to her lips.

@owenepierce

“Uh huh.” Owen stammered out as soon as Sam’s handsome face appeared on the screen, shivering as Violet’s tongue teasingly swiped through the slit at the tip of his cock, his head falling back in ecstasy. “Mmhmm, what she said.” Owen agreed in a choked voice. “She’s so good at this, Sir…I’d…really like to cum. Like, I’m super close. Can I? Please? Oh, and Vi wants to come too, but selfishly, all I can think about is cumming all over her pretty face right now.”

@sammythedominant

#para #p Owen #p Sam #Owen #Sam

[slaved-violetevans]

It was easy to fall into the calming sensations of Charlie’s perfect tongue. Her moans grew louder, needier with each taste of her. Her back arched as she felt Charlie’s lips wrap around her sensitive, swollen clit, sucking in his cheeks as he took it in. “Oh god!” She cried, her body threatening to come undone against him. “Ch-Charlie,” she stammered, “I’m so close.”

Violet moaned against his lips as she nodded in agreement to his request. She sighed contently as his lips moved from her lips to her neck, her breaths deepening as her chest the breasts rose and fell along with them. Her straps fell down her shoulders, exposing more of her breasts as she felt his hands grasp against them. "Oh charlie," she moaned, tossing her head back and pressing her breasts more completely against his hands. She laid back against her hands as Charlie continued south, settling herself on her ass and spreading her legs for him. She gasped loudly as she felt his tongue against her, whimpering in pure delight as his tongue explored her folds.

#para #p Charlie #Charlie #smut #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She smiled wickedly at Owen at his warning, swiping one final like of her tongue over his slit before settling back on her heels. “In our defense, Master,” she said, equally breathless with a deep moan, “it kinda just happened.”

@owenepierce

Her fingers grasps harder against his thighs to avoid touching herself, as he met her movements, fucking into her throat as she sucked and slurped around him. Her tears running her makeup down her face and saliva ran down her chin, her pussy dripping onto the floor. To say she was a mess, was an understatement. Her voice whimpered a cry as he pulled her off and gave his realization, which made her have the same realization. "yes, I think you should text him. Or better, face time him," she smirked, licking along the underside of his cock again. "And ask about me too, please," she hummed, gently licking and sucking him as his cock pulsed and jumped against her face.

#para #p Owen #p Sam #Owen #Sam

[slaved-violetevans]

Violet moaned against his lips as she nodded in agreement to his request. She sighed contently as his lips moved from her lips to her neck, her breaths deepening as her chest the breasts rose and fell along with them. Her straps fell down her shoulders, exposing more of her breasts as she felt his hands grasp against them. "Oh charlie," she moaned, tossing her head back and pressing her breasts more completely against his hands. She laid back against her hands as Charlie continued south, settling herself on her ass and spreading her legs for him. She gasped loudly as she felt his tongue against her, whimpering in pure delight as his tongue explored her folds.

Charlie hummed into her mouth as he explored with his tongue and lips. "I understand. I'll be careful. Tell me to stop if it's getting too close." Obviously when playing with a Dom, getting too close and testing a submissive's ability not to cum simply because the Dom said not to was the point. But he wasn't a Dom. He was a fellow submissive who had been on that side of things many times. He kissed down her jaw and throat stopping to pay attention to the point where he could feel the throb of her heartbeat in her veins and then again at the swell of her breasts. He took time to fondle her beautiful breasts before laying her down in the grass and settling himself between her legs. With firm but gentle hands he pushed her skirt up revealing her most intimate place to him. He just enjoyed that view for a moment, but neither of them was feeling like being particularly patient. Her folds were already wet as he licked between experimentally. He moaned as the taste of her filled his mouth. Full of flowers he recalled, letting his tongue press slowly inside and then out searching for the sensitive nib to suck lightly on.

#para #p charlie #charlie #smut #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She moaned against the kiss, bother from taste and the feeling of Charlie’s fingers exploring her skin, creating goosebumps of arousal in his wake. She nodded with a deep moan, “yes. But I’m…I’m not supposed to cum, Charlie,” she admitted. “I need permission for that. Is that okay?”

She moaned softly as the delicate touch of his strong hands ghosted across her skin. As if on their own, her legs spread apart slightly, beckoning more of his touch against her. She didn’t even realize she was leaning into him, her eyes casting to his at the question. “Yes,” she nodded softly, a breathy sigh passing between them, “please, Charlie,” she whispered.

#para #p Charlie #Charlie #smut #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She moaned softly as the delicate touch of his strong hands ghosted across her skin. As if on their own, her legs spread apart slightly, beckoning more of his touch against her. She didn’t even realize she was leaning into him, her eyes casting to his at the question. “Yes,” she nodded softly, a breathy sigh passing between them, “please, Charlie,” she whispered.

Violet nodded with an expectant sigh as she moved closer to her excited friend. “Of course you can,” she said, “anywhere you want.”

#para #p Charlie #Charlie #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

Violet nodded with an expectant sigh as she moved closer to her excited friend. “Of course you can,” she said, “anywhere you want.”

She still wasn’t totally sure what was going on, but the blush in his cheeks, the wiggle of his body was making things become a little more clear. She scooted a little closer to him as he started to read, getting lost in his voice and the words as they twisted a beautiful erotic scene in her mind. Suddenly, Charles situation mirrored her own. Her cheeks and chest flushed bright red, and she hadn’t noticed her breathing getting a little raspy until his eyes met hers. “Wow,” she whispered quietly, “that…definitely inspires a reaction.”

#para #p Charlie #Charlie #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She still wasn’t totally sure what was going on, but the blush in his cheeks, the wiggle of his body was making things become a little more clear. She scooted a little closer to him as he started to read, getting lost in his voice and the words as they twisted a beautiful erotic scene in her mind. Suddenly, Charles situation mirrored her own. Her cheeks and chest flushed bright red, and she hadn’t noticed her breathing getting a little raspy until his eyes met hers. “Wow,” she whispered quietly, “that…definitely inspires a reaction.”

She raised her brow as he answered, giggling when he quickly corrected himself. She lowered herself to her knees, sitting comfortably on her heels so she could be eye level with him and still sit like a lady in her dress. “That sounds lovely, Mister Charlie,” she said with a bright smile, “I can’t say I know much about it, myself. I like listening to poetry but I always found it more entrancing out of someone else’s mouth than in my own head,” she admitted. “Do you have a favorite?”

#para #p Charlie #Charlie #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She raised her brow as he answered, giggling when he quickly corrected himself. She lowered herself to her knees, sitting comfortably on her heels so she could be eye level with him and still sit like a lady in her dress. “That sounds lovely, Mister Charlie,” she said with a bright smile, “I can’t say I know much about it, myself. I like listening to poetry but I always found it more entrancing out of someone else’s mouth than in my own head,” she admitted. “Do you have a favorite?”

She raised her brow a little at Charlie's sudden change of position, but didn't want to bring anything to it as they spoke. "Oh?" she asked, looking at the book cover, "What is it about?"

#para #p Charlie #Charlie #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She raised her brow a little at Charlie's sudden change of position, but didn't want to bring anything to it as they spoke. "Oh?" she asked, looking at the book cover, "What is it about?"

Charlie saw that it was Violet and felt a raging heat swell in his cheeks. Oh God he was probably red as a tomato, never mind the obvious tent in his pants. He dropped the book over his crotch and tried to get himself somewhat under control. "I.. ahh.. Violet... hi.. oh no, no, I'm fine. Just ahhh... umm..." It would be very helpful if he could stop his hips from squirming, but as per usual they had a mind of their own. "ahhh.. reading." It was after all what he'd started off doing before his overblown libido got in the way.

#para #p charlie #charlie #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

Her fingers grasps harder against his thighs to avoid touching herself, as he met her movements, fucking into her throat as she sucked and slurped around him. Her tears running her makeup down her face and saliva ran down her chin, her pussy dripping onto the floor. To say she was a mess, was an understatement. Her voice whimpered a cry as he pulled her off and gave his realization, which made her have the same realization. "yes, I think you should text him. Or better, face time him," she smirked, licking along the underside of his cock again. "And ask about me too, please," she hummed, gently licking and sucking him as his cock pulsed and jumped against her face.

Owen's head spun with pleasure as she took him deeper, her gagging only adding to the intensity. He watched her with rapt attention, feeling a surge of arousal at the sight of her tears mingling with her lust-filled gaze. "That's it, baby, take it all," he encouraged, his voice thick with desire. Each wet, slurping sound sent jolts of pleasure coursing through him, driving him closer to the edge. His hips involuntarily bucked against her mouth, seeking more of the exquisite pleasure she was providing. Then, suddenly, a thought struck him and his grip on her hair tightened, pulling her as gently as he could so that she popped off his cock. "Wait...wait...I...I don't think I got permission from Sam to cum. I shouldn't... But God, I want to." He chuckled dryly, moaning and letting his head fall back in defeat. "Should I like, text him or something?"

#para #p owen #owen #smut

[slaved-violetevans]

Violet smiled when she got to the garden and saw someone had already been there and knew immediately it was Charlie. She was a little sad she missed him, until she walked through the grounds in her simple white sundress, sans panties (cos Master says) and saw her friend up against the tree. She raised her brow in concern as he didn't necessarily look like everything was ok. As she grew closer, she quickly began to understand, watching his hand rub against himself, breathing hotly. "Hey Mister Charlie," she smiled, "is everything okay? Anything I can help with?"

Charlie was taking advantage of the Spring weather to just enjoy the outdoors. After a day in the garden, he cleaned up and went back out to read out under the big oak. He'd grabbed a book at random and found himself with the erotic poems of e.e. cummings. With the bees buzzing around pollinating like mad it seemed appropriate. The problem was that cummings really did have a knack for writing poetry that made you feel... well dammit, it made you feel horny. And as he read: i like my body when it is with your body.  It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body.  i like what it does, i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again and again kiss,  i like kissing this and that of you, i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes over parting flesh… And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

His own arousal grew and grew until he was palming himself through his pants, head thrown back against the bark of the tree and mouth parted in a little cupids bow. He wasn't aware that he had company until a twig snapped nearby. He stood up unable to hide his arousal or the growing dampness there or the way his breath was hitching.

#para #p charlie #charlie #poetry

[slaved-violetevans]

She moaned as he gripped her hair tighter, and at his command her eyes remained on him. She swallowed him again, letting herself gag on him and fill her eyes with tears. Her core swelled and dripped as he spoke, bobbing heavily against him, desperate for his cum however he'd give it to her. Her moans vibrated against his cock, slurping lewd sounds coming from their connection as her movements grew hungrier.

Owen's breaths came out in ragged gasps as she took him deep into her throat, her skillful mouth driving him wild. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her, captivated by the sight of her pleasuring him so eagerly. The feeling of her wet, warm mouth around him sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, each suck and bob pushing him closer to the edge. "God, you're incredible," he groaned, his grip tightening in her hair. "Keep...keep looking up at me like that...fuck, I'm good at edging, but you make me wanna forget literally every trick I've ever learned and just cum right down that throat..." He chuckled dryly, humming deeply as those beautiful eyes wavered almost innocently up at him.

#para #p owen #owen #smut

[slaved-violetevans]

She moaned against him, sucking him inch by inch into her mouth. Hearing good girl always made her crazy. Her lust blown hazel eyes met his as she took him completely into her throat and her nose touched his pelvis. She came off him sloppily, his cock slick with her saliva as she stroked him again and took a breath. "Just want to make you feel so good, Sir," she growled, sucking him back in, bobbing her head back and forth with wet, lewd sucking sounds surrounding them in the office.

Owen's breath hitched at the sight of Violet sinking to her knees before him. He didn't think he'd ever get used to how beautiful she was; especially when she was in her element like this. He gazed down at her with a perfect mix of desire and adoration, his crystal-blue eyes locked onto her green ones as she worked his belt and pants open. A low groan escaped him as she took out his semi-hard cock and stroked it with her soft, delicate hands. When her warm mouth enveloped his length, he let out a long, guttural moan, his head falling back. "Oh, fuck...you're such a good girl," he gasped, his fingers tangling in her blonde hair to keep her right where he wanted him.

#para #p owen #owen #smut