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Description: Stack teaches his new lil toy the highs of bloodsharing.
Warning(s): blood and sex. idk what else u want from me.
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You were in your prime 20's. Partying was the norm. Drinking and smoking was a regular Saturday night to you. You weren't a horrible person. You stayed away form hard drugs and only drank till you got a nice buzz.
It was the parties that seemed to keep calling you back. The neon lights. The strobes and fog. Bodies merging as everybody let loose and relaxed after a week of hard work. The environment was what you loved. The drinking and smoking just happened to be a fun add on. You knew it was weird but it was something about being able to turn your brain off and just let loose and feel the energy around you throb.
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You found yourself at another club Friday night after work. The week had been brutal and work sucked ass. Your boss had been down your neck all week and it was finally time for a break. The second you stepped into the club you felt it all melt away. The music thumping in your ears, the beat vibrating through the floor. This was exactly what you needed.
Making your way through the crowd you found your favorite bartender and sat in his section.
"Bill!"
You both shouted in acknowledgment.
"The usual?" He asked.
"As always" you nodded as your eyes scanned the building. It was packed today. The energy was absolutely insane.
"Any new shit this week" Bill questioned.
"Same ol shit, different day." You sighed
"But i have the weekend off so we are going to make the best of it" You perked up, pulling a ziploc baggie out of your purse. Bill was one of the few bartenders that let you smoke as long as you shared with him.
"What about you? Any stories about drunk idiots you'd like to share?"
"Ugh since you're asking..." He passed you the drink.
You listened intently as he explained all the shit he's been through this week. Laughing when Bill called them names and wheezing when he mocked the way they acted.
While nodding at the brawl break out over some customers losing a few dollars your eyes trailed around the room taking in the vibe. Lighting your blunt you waved at usuals you recognized. You locked eyes on a dark figure in the corner lightly nodding his head to the music while smoking a blunt. Same as you. You nodding your head in acknowledgment and smiled at him. He jerked his head in a 'Come here' motion and you turned back ot Bill who had seen the exchange.
"Okayy hot stuff don't let me cock block you" He exclaimed with a laugh. You jokily saluted him, passed him his own baggied and made your way across the room to your mystery man.
"Hey there" you started
"Nice of you to join me." He said.
"Im not the type to turn down an invitation, you got a name?" You joked.
"Stack. You?" He hummed.
"Stack? Thats different, Im y/n." You replied.
"What brings you here tonight?" You add.
"Just chasin a good high.." Stack flirts and looks you up and down.
"Sounds like my kind of fun" You flirt back
"This okay?" he ask pulling you to him and placing hand on your lower back.
You nod the air suddenly feeling thick and heavy.
Stack makes the first move and leans forward for a kiss. Not soft or gentle but full of passion and danger. That should've been your first sign to run but somebody about the red flags seemed a bit pink with all the lights and hormones surrounding you both.
Both your mouths clashed together in desperation and heat. Your fingers making their way to his hair and his caresses under your shirt. Leaving goosebumps where his finger trails. Stack turns your body so you are pressed agsit the corner and his body shields you from others prying eyes. Music fades into the background as Stack dips his finger into the waist band of your jeans and paused making eye contact, silently asking to continue.
With a nod he continues moving your panties to the side. With a few rubs to your soaking clit he collects your pussy juice and suddenly takes his hang out. Leaving you irritated and hot.
Using his other hand to hold your jaw in place while maintaining eye contact he swipes your juices on his gums as if he is sampling his very own personally brand of cocaine.
With that both your thoughts sync with one word.
More.
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With a slam Stack shut the bathroom door and locked it. You both never separating form the heated kiss. Clothes made its way on the floor. The sound of kissing and pants filled the small area.
Ripping open a condom with his teeth, Stack quickly rolled it on his hard cock and lifted you under your legs pressing your back against the wall. Your legs wrapping around his waist. Bracing your hands on his shoulders for balance. His skin wet with sweat and desperations. As was yours.
"Shit" you groaned when he guided his dick to your entrance and snapped his hip into place.
With brutal thrust he fucked into you. Your bodies connecting both your moans in sync. Your fingers ripping into his skin trying to find something, anything to grab onto.
"Fuckin me soo good" You cried out, leaning your back against the cool wall.
His body pressed on yours. You could feel his muscles, his sweat, his soul, his heart beat.
The bulge of his cock slightly showing through your skin. Fucking you so deep you thought he would live inside of you.
Stack leaned closer whispering into your ear, "You still want that high i mentioned earlier?"
You nodded barley being able focus your eyes.
You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your neck. You cried out in pain attempting to slap him away. The paint lasted for a second before it was replaced with the most orgasmic feeling. It felt like one of the best trips you've ever taken high. Everything seemed so vibrant and colorful. The air felt lighter. You felt like you were floating.
You could feel every vein of his cock suddenly hitting every delicious nerve inside of you. Stack damn near splitting you in two with how thick his dick was,
You couldn't think straight when the blooded wrist of Stack was shoved in your face. You just latched on and began sucking. His blood tasted like pomegranate. Sweet and juicy pomegranate.
High off his blood you begin to try and match his thrust. Grinding down on him making yourself take him deeper and deeper into your soul.
You felt Stack’s hips stutter when you took deep drawls of his blood. His rhythm stalling as he neared an orgasm.
With his last drawl of your blood and your last of his, your lips met with a mouthful of each others blood and combined with a sloppy kiss. Blood running down you neck onto your breast and his chest. Dripping onto his cock and sliding into you. Mixing with your arousal. With a flick of your clit you both came. Milking his cock and soaking it with your cum. You felt the hot spurts of his cum through the condom as he tensed up and gave you everything he had.
Your brain felt fuzzy and disoriented but your body felt so good. By the time you could get your thoughts straight he was gone. All he left was the slick on your thighs and confusion.
Description: Spending a lazy domestic Sunday with your love ones.
Warnings: maybe suggestive a bit. cursing . Dats all
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The first thing you noticed was warmth. Not the blazing humid heat that lingers through the Mississippi delta in the summer. But the warmth of plush skin clinging to your side.
Annie
This was a typical Sunday morning in your household. You sleep in, Annie's heat softening your muscles and swaying you into a deep rest. That and the remembrance of the lack of work you had to complete was a recipe for a lazy day.
She curled into your side, breathing slow and steady. The sunlight filtered through the window displayed tiny dust mites in its trail. The room casted in goldlight. For just a second you enjoyed moments like this. When things were quiet. Nothing needs to get done. Nothing needed fixin. Just silence and peace.
The household had its routine. Saturday was a workful day. Collecting herbs, running the small shack you and Annie sold goods out of. Listening to the neighborhood kids tell stories on what their moms and pops were up to. Between running around and the suffocating heat by the time you both arrived home Annie would shoo you into the bathroom to 'Wash the day of yourself' and get started on dinner.
Smoke would usually be home by now. You never knew what he went off and did but he always came back right in time for dinner. Something bout 'if his ladies worked all day and prepared a nice dinner for him then at least he oughta be at the table with the day's cash in hand.' Smoke was the kinda man who believed in providing. He hated that you and Annie were on your feet all day but he respected your decision to continue to work. So Smoke would work all day, make the money for the house, slap the money on the table and after giving you both a knee shaking kiss.
"Y'all breathin in there, or all that workin done finally killed yall?"
Smoke's voice echoes from somewhere in the house causing Annie to groan awake. Your laughing mixed with Annie's obvious annoyance from yalls husband's loud mouth. A second later the door swung open. There Smoke was fully dressed and leaning against the door frame with his signature smirk.
"Would ya look at that, yall are alive." he said smugly
"Leave us alone boy" Annie muttered without opening her eyes.
"Nope" he replied, moving closer to the side of the bed closest to Annie.
"I guess I'll just have to get in bed with yall." He shrugged
Annie opened her eyes quickly and glared at him.
"You get on my bed with ya outside clothes and I swear id bleed ur black ass dry "
Your body shook with laughter at their usual antics. Smoke's eyes softened and he leaned over to give you both a gentle kiss before moving back to the door.
"Morning chores are done, Kitchen is clean and ready to go. Yall take yall time getting up. I'll be outside working on that leak in the shack." With one last look he walked out the room.
We both let out a sigh of content.
"What a man," Annie swooned.
"Yes he is" You agreed
"Lets go get some breakfast started for our hard worker" You both agreed swinging your feet over the side of the bed and sliding your slippers on.
"But first shower" Annie groaned out while stretching her muscles.
"Want some company" You flirted
"Always" She offered back
"Guess our man is gonna have to wait a second for breakfast" You both giggled and made your way to the bathroom.
After the shower you both made your way to the kitchen. Freshly washed, freshly fucked, with skin slathered in sheabutter and your prefered smell goods.
Annie stood at the stove, flipping bacon while you stood beside her whisking the eggs and making sure the grits didn't stick to the bottom of the pan and burn. Through the kitchen window you could see Smoke hammering something. Then came the occasional clang and muffled curses.
You smiled while adding cheese to the eggs.
"Sound..promising" You grinned
"As promising as our man coming back inside with a nail through his hand."
You both giggled at that.
Smoke had been determined to fix the leak in the shack. The problem is he refused to admit when he needed some help.
Another clang rang through the house.
"Son of a b-" quickly followed after.
"You think he's actually fixing it?" Annie asked
"I think he's eventually going to after tweaking it a bit more first."
Annie slid the bacon on the plate. Handing it to you while you plated the grits.
She maneuvered around you to put the eggs on the skillet next. You both loved cooking together. You knew how to flow around the kitchen barley bumping into each other unless intentional.
The screen door creaked open after a couple of minutes.
Smoke stepped inside the second the eggs hit the plate looking exhausted and irritated. The second he laid eyes on both of you, setting the table, placing a plate in his seat, his shoulders relaxed and he smiled. A dramatic sigh escaped his lips followed by a chuckle.
"How's it going?" you asked.
"I say we burn it down and start fresh" He joked walking towards ANnie wrapping his arms around her.
Annie gasped and stepped out of his hold and turned to face him.
"You like trying me dont you smoke" She waved the nearby knife at him
"Yes ma'am" he grinned proudly
You chuckled and shook your head.
You and Annie burst out laughing and continued setting the table. Smoke stopped talking and took the time to stare at you both. Taking in the way your skin flistenined in the rays of the sun. He loved him some you and Annie and that would never change.
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Yeah, doin' a buck in the latest drop I got stopped by a lady cop, haha She got me thinking I can date a cop, haha Cause her uniform fit her so tight She read me my rights She put me in her car, she cut off all the lights She said I have the right, to remain silent Now I got her hollering, sounding like a siren
Description: As a joke you fake arrest your husband Smoke and things get just a tad bit heated.
Warnings: Fuckin tbh, just two folks fuckin :/
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This day honestly couldn’t get any more boring. You’ve been at work since 6am and now it’s 8pm. You were supposed to BEEN off but your shitty coworkers don’t know how to come to work and that’s your problem because…oh okay.
The sun was long gone, no lights, no sign of life, no nothing. The world just seemed at peace when the night hit. You’re job of course had you patrolling the one street in town that nobody drives in after 7pm but of course, anything for the safety of the citizens. At this point you just wanted to get home lay with your husband and sleep. The thought of laying in your bed after the day sounded heavenly.
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Once 9pm hit it was nearly impossible to keep your eyes open. You could feel yourself fading in and out. You reached over and cracked a redbull open before downing it and one go. You had to stay up. You picked up your phone and looked for the music app pushing shuffle on your ‘Rap Along’ playlist.
The introduction to ‘Mrs.Officer’ by Lil Wayne started playing and you grinned. This was your jam. It was ironic and you loved the connection you could make to your life. It was a good song to get out of your sleep deprived funk.
Yeah, doin' a buck in the latest drop I got stopped by a lady cop
You started bobbing your head and drumming your fingers on the wheel to this beat. Finally getting some type of entertainment on this boring night. But of course as always something had to ruin your mood. A car speeding by coming out of no where. With a sigh you flipped your lights and sirens on and pulled behind the driver.
Of course you couldn’t just enjoy your night. Somebody always had to come fuck it up. But at last you had some source of entertainment now.
Looking closer you realized you didn't need to run the plates, you knew the car. Goddamn Smoke, you shook your head at the reckless behavior your husband was showing but then you realized you could have little fun with this. Might as well not lose the only entertainment you have for the night. Right??
She got me thinking I could date a cop
You put the car in park and walked to the driver side window; Smoke’s eyes widen when he realized his wife just pulled him over. You adjusted your glasses lower for some added drama and lowered your voice.
"Evening sir" you said in a comically low tone. "Do you know how fast speeding just now?"
Sensing the playful energy radiating off of you he smirked leaning forward. "Um definitely the legal speed limit."
You scoff at his audacity. "Uh huh license and regulation please."
Cuz her uniform fit her so tight
He laughs while handing the items over. "You're not gonna arrest me are you love?" He asked while chuckling while looking you up and down in your uniform; he always loved how you look in it.
You ignored him and proceeded to make a look of recognition at his ID picture. You dramatically grabbed your radio. "Dispatch I have eyes on the suspect. I repeat I have eyes on the suspect."
She read me my rights
"Sir you're gonna have to come with me" you stated while taking out your handcuffs.
He smirked playing along. "Alright alright, I'm coming" He steps out the car and puts his hands up. You cuffed him and began to walk to your cop car. Jokingly shoving him to walk faster.
She put me in the car, She cut off all the lights.
You lead him to the cruiser and put him in the backseat. After making sure he was comfortable you went up front to turn off the lights leaving you in semi darkness but you caught a snippet of the song playing on loop. And lets just say; well you got a few ideas on how to pass the time.
She said I have the right, to remain silent.
You went back to the back door and opened it getting in the backseat with a still handcuffed Smoke. "You have the right to remain silent and blah blah blah." You trailed off as you embraced him in a slow kiss. Smoke attempting to deepen it but failing. Sensing your change in energy he turnt to pleading.
"Come on pretty girl uncuff me so I can at least have a chance." You pretended to think. "Hmmmm I don't think so." you playfully responded.
Now I got her hollering sounding like a siren Talking' bout (wee-oh wee-oh wee)
His lips found yours again and you responded in a steady rhythm. Both your tongues darting out attempting to deepen the kiss. Without breaking the kiss you palmed him through his jeans, Smoke released a low moan causing you to pull back and smirk at him. He gulped at how bold you were being and sorta regretted not trying to convince you harder to take the cuffs off. You were going to be the death of him. It would be a pretty death. He couldn't help but to take in your beauty. Even in times like this he liked to sit and appreciate what life gave to him.
"You are truly out of this universe my love." he confessed. You loved how reassuring your husband was in times like this it made it all the while better. It was sweet and romantic but y'all didn't have time for slow. So you'd have to do with sweet sensual fuckin.
With one hand you gripped and rubbed the tent of his pants and with the other you caressed the sides of his face and neck. There was no time to take off anything that wasn't necessary. What y'all were doing was risky and it had to be done quick. But that doesn't mean you couldn't enjoy yourself the entire time.
You reached down and unbuttoned his pants. He lifted his hips while you pulled it and his boxers down in one go before reach for your own pants and pulling it down and moving your panties to the side. There wasn’t time to fully take anything off. Knowing you were already wet you hurried with taking his dick in your hand and guiding it to your pussy.
You rubbed his dick on your clit before slowly entering his tip. You pressed a kiss to his lips and took him in in one go.
"Fuck" You both cursed and gasped. You rocking your hips slowly. Embracing the feeling of being so full. If your husband could do one thing it was filling you up so well. You grabbed his jaw forcing him to look up at you. Watching him fall apart purely through his eyes. You quickly peck his lips before bracing your hands on his shoulder and riding him a bit fasting.
“There you go, fuck. Take whats yours baby” he groaned out.
You reach behind him and undoing his cuffs.
He sprung into action grabbing your hips with one hand and rubbing your clit with the other. Slamming you back down on his length repeatedly. The next so much deeper than the previous.
"Fuck Smoke, fuckin' me so good right now." You placed both of your hands on each side of his head and kissed him. Before cradling his head to the crook or your neck.
"Damn right, look at you creamin on this dick. Marking it as yours." He mumbled into your ear. You can feel his heavy breathing on the side of your face but it only turns you on further knowing you can get your man breathless like this.
Other than that the sound of skin smacking is the only sound that reaches your ears. You wrapped your arms around him when you felt yourself getting close. Sensing it his grip on your hips tighter and his thrust gets faster. You're sure you're gonna have a bruised pussy and body, but you couldn't bring yourself to care.
With a cry both you you both climaxed together. Both shuddering at the intensity of it.
You both sat in it for a second feeling him empty himself into you. Your cunt twitched at the power of your orgasm.
After we got done, I said..
After a moment of silence Smoke broke it with a joke."Baby what's your number?" You snorted and responded "911".
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