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sleepersimagination · 6 years

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Faking your orgasm

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My blood was boiling so much I could barely sit still. My chest was beating a hundred miles an hour and al I could think of was regret. I knew it was a bad idea to go out tonight. Andy had brought up something extremely personal in a night out in front of all our friends. The worst part was he didn’t even realize it. I had no choice but to try and play it off, laugh like it wasn’t a big deal, but inside I was mortified and completely embarrassed. I wanted to shrivel up and disappear. Andy tried apologizing when he realized what he’d done. But I was in no mood for forgiveness at the moment. I just wanted to be alone.

Andy had been in the bedroom since we got back. On the way, he tried several times to make it up but I couldn’t bring myself to be in the same room as him. So I was simply watching whatever movie I found on the TV in the living room.

I heard Andy’s footsteps before I heard his voice. The couch shifted as he sat down on the

other side. I felt his gaze lock on me but I didn’t look back at him. Putting all of my focus on the TV. I was suddenly aware of my breathing and every movement my body made.

“Are you still mad at me?” I heard the sincerity in his voice. For a split second I felt incredibly guilty and a voice in my head was trying whispering to just forgive him and let it go. But I still wasn’t over it. “I said I was sorry, what else do you want me to do?”. I felt his blue eyes burning a hole in me. Trying to get me to look at him.

I already knew he wouldn’t let it go so spoke. “You don’t have to do anything. I trusted you with a secret that you couldn’t keep.” I wanted my voice to sound more angry but it ended up sounding hurt. That’s because I was. Hurt and embarrassed, Andy’s playful mood was gone and in it’s place was a Andy whose emotions I couldn’t quite read. He didn’t look angry or happy. Not even neutral. I had no idea what he could be thinking. Which scared me even more because he could say anything at the moment.

“I’m sorry” Andy scooted closer to me with a small grin on his face. The heat of his body covered me like a blanket. As mad as I wanted to be, he was still my weakness. And I didn’t want him to feel bad because I did love him. I couldn’t say mad at him for too long, mostly because I usually forgot about it. But not this time, he was not going to win me over that easily.

“Come on baby please” His voice was so deep, yet smooth. I hated when he talked like that almost as much as it turned me on. I always lost whatever fight we’re in or whatever stance I was trying to take, and he knew that.

He slowly made his way closer to me on the couch with the same smug smile he wore whenever he had something on his mind. He took hold of my legs. Before I could react and shake him off, He moved so his face was right in front of mine. “I’m sorry, can we talk about it”. For a split second I believed him. However, the expression on his face telling me he wanted to do anything besides talking. His grip on my ankles tightened while he pushed them further apart to fit more comfortably between them.

His face hovered so close to mine I could feel his breath. Each second that went by my anger slowly disintegrated. “I didn’t mean to hurt you”. He looked at me one final time before moving forward and pressing his lips against mine. Firmly, he deepened the kiss. With swift deliberate swipes of his tongue, I couldn’t help but whimper and bring my hand up to his shoulders pulling him closer.

He slowly drags his fingers up my thigh, tracing over every part of my body except the one place burning for his touch, aching and pulsing with a need that betrayed the voice in my head telling. They kept crawling until they reached the trim of my shorts. Twisting the strings around his fingers. My train of thought was slowly slipping off the tracks and it was becoming harder and harder to remember why I was angry.

I felt his other hand snake up toward my thighs, coaxing it gently. His thumb grazed the sensitive skin under my shorts. Going anywhere but where I wanted him most. I brought my hand up, running it across his hair. Twirling the soft midnight strands between my fingertips. I tugged it gently, earning an unexpected growl.

Andy’s hand slipped under my shorts. Tracing circles around my aching core through the damp fabric. I squirmed in my seat, trying to get him to move and release the pressure building up in my body. I knew he was amused because of the subtle chuckle he let out. My skin was so sensitive it felt like it was on fire.

I felt his breath before his lips attached the area behind my ear. My heart was beating so intensely with every second that went by Andy may be able to hear it. My body felt limp against his. His lips traveled down to the base of my neck. He was almost to the edge of my panties, which had gone incredibly damp since he started. The sound of the TV was reduced to a distant voice. jI tried to shout and tell andy to just touch me. But my voice was trapped in my throat as nothing came out.

“I’m sorry baby” his whispered, trailing his tongue across my jaw and working his hands between my legs. Two of his fingers brushed against my clit, caressing it slowly. Squeezing his shoulders and holding on for support as he continued his work on my clit

I almost fall apart when they found the wetness between my legs, spreading it over my clit until I was writhing against the couch behind me, my body begging for it. My anger seemed a thing of the past, but somehow I couldn’t get over it. As ridiculous as it was, I was still bothered. I looked at Andy. In a moment of rash decisions, it came to me a way of getting even.

Suddenly, his fingers slid inside me. He curled them and they brushed against a spot that caused me to buck up against him and arch my back. As real as my moans were, I made them louder. Exaggerating my movements. His fingers started pumping faster and faster until I was panting on the edge of the couch, while the pad of his thumb circled my clit. I grabbed onto his arms, keeping myself from completely falling apart and moaning louder than usual. Replicating my past orgasms, it gave me a sick sense of pleasure.

As my vision blurred I cried out

Suddenly his movements stilled and he looked up at me. An expression I couldn’t read clear on his face.

“Did you just fake your orgasm?” My breath caught in my throat. Cursing myself in my head, my heart skipped a beat. His words were monotone, making me even more scared.

A few seconds went by before Andy got up, wrapping his arms around my body and lifting me up. Shocked, I asked,”What are you doing”.

Andy smirked and didn’t look at me while heading for the bedroom. “Since you want to fake your orgasm, okay, I’ll play along”. I tried to hold back the smile threatening to tear past my lips, I knew I was in for a long night.

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sleepersimagination · 6 years

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Take me home

Request: Hi would you be interested in making an Andy imagine where he saves a girl from being hurt in a bar and they end up going back to his place to have smutty sex? Can Andy also have a good dominant side?

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“Come on, Dance! ” Audrey shouted, I was in complete awe when I had walked in. She had told me about this highly-anticipated new nightclub that has a separate bar that had opened downtown. It seemed interesting, and I love going to new places so I figured why not. Everyone was excited to see it for themselves since not much happened in this town. We had waited in line for nearly an hour but it was worth it. The music was loud and the beats were pounding in my chest. There were flashing strobe lights hanging from the ceiling, creating weird and overlapping patterns on the wall and floor; illuminating the people below. Some balloons were even pinned to the walls while others let loose on the crowd who was tossing it around.

I nodded, “Yea, I’ll be there in a second, just let me get a drink first”. Audrey pressed her lips together but nodded.

I squeezed past the dozens of people between me and the bar, finally making it to the counter. All the seats had been taken. Because of the large crowd, It took a few minutes for the bartender to notice me.

I could barely hear her over the music and voices, but I could make out what she was saying. I didn’t have a preference for any particular drink and I could barely see the menu overhead. I also wanted to enjoy the night for as long as I could, so that meant nothing heavy.

‘Something light” I shouted, questioning whether or not she could hear me. But she smiled and nodded; turning around to begin making whatever she had in mind.

Suddenly I heard the unmistakable sound of glass breaking through the riot of a large crowd. Everyone stopped their dancing and turned their attention towards the bar, but not at me. They all were watching something else. Before I could register what it was I was pushed and I stumbled backward, trying to grab something but to no avail. I hit the floor and finally saw what had shoved me to the floor.

Two large men, one on top of the other, yelling and throwing punches at the man beneath him. They were right in front of me, so close my foot was grazing the shoulders of the man on the ground. My arms felt weak and I couldn’t move as if a weight was over me preventing me from getting to safety. A second guy appeared from the side, pulling one of the men to their feet roughly. Almost tearing the guy's collar, he shoved him in the counter pulling back and pushing him even harder. My eyes began to burn from the flash of everybody's phones trying to record.

2 more men piled on and the violence turned into one large blur. I could hear my own heartbeat over the boom of the crowd, thumping in my head. The only thing i knew at the moment was I needed to get out of the line of fire.

All of a sudden I hear the unmistakable sound of a snap and one of the men stumbled before he lost his balance and began to fell. I was directly in his path. I tried to scurry away but there were too many people surrounding me, there was no space to move back. I braced myself and shut my eyes.

Suddenly I was hoisted up, and I heard the thud of the man hit the floor. Exactly where I was. If I hadn’t moved, I surely would’ve been crushed. I straightened my legs, still feeling the grip of a pair of sturdy arms, holding me up. I turned around, immediately meeting a pair of sharp blue eyes.

My breath caught in my throat as I fully saw his face. My thoughts paused. I couldn’t hear the commotion going on around me. It no longer mattered, this man saved me from being crushed.

“Are you okay?” he smiled, the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. I saw the twinkle of his lip ring in the light. He had a tussle of hair over his forehead shadowing his face.

“Yea” I breathed, “I’m fine”. HIs hands squeezed my arms, making sure I could stand, before letting go. It was then I realized I didn’t want him to let go, but for him to keep holding me.

“You sure?” I know I probably looked like a deer caught in headlights. The situation still had me surprised. I couldn’t help but laugh in embarrassment and nod.

“I’m okay” The beautiful stranger loosened his grip on my arms before fully letting go.”Thank you” My voice trailed off, I didn’t know his name to even properly thank him.

“Andy” he spoke up “No problem at all, can’t have a girl like you hurt in a dangerous place like this” I could hear his deep voice over the crowd. We were only a hairsbreadth apart. His face was only an inch from mine. My cheeks inflamed and my breath caught in my throat.

For a few seconds, I couldn't find my words. But I was finally able to speak. “What do you mean girl like me, I could've gotten up”

He smirked and raised an eyebrow “sure” he spoke, drawing out the word. “ I didn't mean anything bad by it” he stepped closer, I had to look higher up to meet his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes that were now somehow even brighter now that he was standing in front of me. I could feel the heat from his body as his chest grazed mine. “A girl like you so” he drew out his words, taking a breath before exhaling and speaking. His voice an even lower timbre than before. “So beautiful”.

The music was drowned out as I grinned, I felt his hand creep up and rest on the curve of my back. Pulling me flush against him, his head dipped down and he kissed me. His lips were full and so soft. He sucked my lower lip into his mouth and licked at the seam of my lips. His lips molded against mine I didn’t fight with him. His kiss was so controlling and I submit, letting him hold me down. Every second that continued my arousal heightened. I crossed my legs, attempting to stifle it and gain any type of friction, it only lasted a few seconds before andy inserted his knee between mine, I whimpered at the loss of contact.

He pulled away settling his lips near my ear, sending shivers down my spine and to my toes. “I’m taking you home” his tone didn’t sound like a question. He didn’t sound like he was asking, the kiss was his question and I had already said yes. I realized I wanted him just as much as he wanted me.

“Okay” My voice was no louder than a hush, my breath had been taken and my lips felt swollen. I wanted him to soothe the ache between my legs.

Andy lips turned up into a seducing smile. He kissed me one last time before grabbing my hand and leading me out.

Andy lived within walking distance of the bar, in a really nice apartment that overlooked the city. But all that left my mind as soon as I entered and was abruptly pushed against the wall, my chest pressed against it. The lights weren’t turned on I could only hear our breaths. My adrenaline was rushing through my body and at the moment all i needed was his touch.

My knees felt weak, i didn’t think I could hold myself up. Andys lip came close to my ear and he spoke. “I got you, baby, don’t make a sound”. His voice rough.

He lifted up my dress, his fingers crawling down to reach my most sensitive area, the air cooling my wetness. His fingers grazed me until he finally pushed them inside. My body tensed before i relaxed I couldn’t hold in my moans as his fingers filled me. He curled them against the spot that caused me to jump up against him and arch my back.

“Shhh” Andy growled “I said no noise, or I’ll stop”. His fingers began pumping more intensely while the pad of his thumb circled my clit, faster and faster until I was panting. I bit my lip to prevent any sound from coming out. If he stopped I have no doubt I’d melt into a puddle on the floor.

“I’m going to make you come, baby, real hard.” his voice was strained as if he was holding back.

I heard the metal of a belt buckled and the sound of his jeans hitting the floor before he completely pulled down my dress, I stepped out of it and turned around. I was fully exposed to him. I reached up, tracing his lips with my thumb, lightly going over his lip ring. I couldn’t see him at all, just with the faint light coming from the window. Suddenly his eyes turned dark and his voice was raspy. ‘I want you, right fucking now”.

His eyes glanced down at my lips before he kissed me, he reached down grabbing my thighs and hoisting me up. Automatically I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly. Walking me over to his couch, he let me down. Keeping one knee on the couch, he lifted his shirt over his head. We were not both naked and all hands, touching and exploring.

Suddenly he grabbed one of my hands, forcing them above my head. With the other he reached down and placed my hand over his erection. As soon as it made contact I heard his breath catch in his throat. I began moving my hand up and down, it was so intriguing watching him and knowing it was me. Andys eyes shut and he was swearing harsh words under his breath. I worked my hand faster until I felt him jerk. He suddenly pulled my hand away, joining it with the one stapled above my head.

“No, If i’m going to cum, it’s going to be inside you” I was ready. I needed him inside me more than I needed anything else. Andy lined himself with his hand, and in one long thrust, he was inside of me. He groaned as he pushed his way into my tightness. Our groans meshed together while he was stretching and filling me. I thought I was going to fall apart.

“Fuck” Andy cursed, thrusting back inside me. I felt myself clenched around him. Every time he pulled out, he rubbed against that spot inside that made me see stars before thrusting roughly back in. I was already on edge from his fingers, it didn’t take long for the pressure to build back up and for me to feel like i was about to fall. I felt as if I shattered into a thousand pieces.

“Look at me,” Andy ordered, his voice deep and raspy as if he was trying to hold onto his last bit of control. I was too lost to pay any attention to what he was saying. “Look at me!” he repeated. This time he emphasized each word with a thrust of his hips. I lazily opened my eyes.

“Don’t look away” he said holding my gaze as his cock twitched. He groaned as he came inside of me, spilling his wet warmth inside. The ragged sounds of our breathing filled the room. Andy pressed his face into the crook of my neck. His arms gave out as he collapsed over me. I felt him smile.

“Don’t leave” he breathed.

“I wasn’t going to” I replied. Letting my eyes drift close.

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