Memes that Aren't Convoluted (
simplememes) wrote in
bakerstreet2016-11-03 02:52 pm
Is it Thursday? Must be Mid-Fuck!

Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip the conversation and go straight for the scenario you've always wanted to experience?
In that case, rejoice! This meme was made for you.
THE RULES:
- Post with your character in the middle of having sex.
- Any scenario and level of description is allowed!
- Other characters reply as your character's partner in that fuck!
- Keep going and finish the act.
- Go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
- Have fun!

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When her whimper reached his ears, and Allison managed to call out, he responded without hesitation. Faster, and a little harder too, those hips started to rock. Every thrust driving his heated length inside, so urgently penetrating her glistening folds and driving that throbbing cock inside her again and again. When she spread her legs a bit wider apart for him the rhythm picked up speed too, his manhood filling up that tight core of hers completely before retreating till just the thick head of his cock remained nestled inside. The cycle continued on without faltering, desire and lust fueling it all, but something more passionate causing his lips to move to her breast.
With a muffled groan his lips hummed around her nipple, gently blunted teeth pressing around it as Roy's tongue flicked and teased the bud. Every part of his wanted her, needed her, yet it went beyond carnal desire. Strangers they may have been just a little while ago, but here and now she was the one who filled his life with genuine joy and such amazing pleasure.
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and he listens, driving heat of his cock into silken walls again and again, single hand raising to press to worn headboard above darkened locks, all to keep herself in place, to ensure she received every bit of urgency and strength he thrust into her. each collision of their hips hitches her breath, few leaving as ragged huffs, others laced with whimpered murmurs of his name, slurs of yes's, a mew of don't stop. perhaps she was selfish, still aching to ask for more, or maybe she craved exhaustion. for him to fuck her so recklessly she could find sleep.
chest arches in defined bow from the bed as that mouth finds her chest, suckling and teething at her nipple. eyelids fall closed as hues roll heavenward, head tipping back, free hand skimming through his hair once more as if in praise for the attention. brows furrow together, wetting parched lips, trying for what she could to catch her breath in order to talk to him; always the vocal girl in bed. ) Just like that.
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His vision was blurred thanks to the pleasure she offered, but still as Allison arched her breasts up his free hand moved to cup the unattended one. She felt so good in his palm and mouth, firm and perky, nipples budding beneath both his tongue and teasing fingers. Wanton whimpers of his own buzzed against her breast as his eyes drifted shut again.
The pressure within was beginning to build, a low ache settling into the pit of his stomach. Yet Roy did his best to push it aside and turned his focus to driving every bit of desire into her as the pace of his rolling hips picked up just a little more. The sounds they made together; the moans and whimpers, the sweet lewd sound of his arousal slickened length now hammering away at her eager pussy. All of it left him smiling softly, and the need for it to never end left Roy feeling hope and real joy for the first time in ages.