I love reading anything and writing erotica.
I walked into the apartment and threw my keys down. "Alex, I'm home." "Kitchen!" he yelled. I walked in to see him making something for dinner. "Awe, thanks hun." He grinned and kissed me.
Alex leaned in and kissed my collarbone, which was really just do he could talk. "Are you sure?" he whispered. I nodded and I felt him push into me. I winced slightly, even after last night.
"Lucas?" Alex stepped away from me. I never knew he was such an actor. A sexy actor. "Dad, I-" "We were,uh, just discussing the fight." "Do you even know what it was about?" "Well... No." I answered.
I matched off set to the director. "What the FUCK are you doing??" he yelled. "I'm sorry," I yelled back with tears in my eyes. "But I'm in love.
I awoke naked, Alex's warm body against mine. I kiss him, waking him, and he smiles. "Good morning." I yawn and smile too.
We are standing again, as he slowly pulls off my shirt and kisses my breasts. I reach behind myself and unlatch my bra, letting my fruits spring forward. He longingly plays with them, captivated.
Slowly, I pull away, gazing at my stomach, but masking it with a glance to the floor. "Dont worry," he whispers, tilting my head back up to his.
"So," the interviewer said. "Kindergarten teacher?" I nodded, uneasy. "Uh.... Yeah." He raised an eyebrow. "Are you pregnant?" I grimaced. "Only ten weeks. Is it that noticeable?" He chuckled...
-After the events of Crossing Over- I stood in a line, pissed, impatient. Not wanting to do what I had to do. My phone buzzed and I picked it up. "Hello?" I asked in an exasperated sigh.
One grips a pink dildo and shoves it far up my ass and I cringe.
"So Scarlett," the man, Eric, said. "Why're you here?" I thought. "I need a job, and I really really like sex." He laughed and leaned over the desk.
"Stacy Spark," the mans voice said. The red head pouted and left the room. Auditions during this. Weird.
The next day I thanked Alex and Jon and left the apartment. I felt kind of weird, falling for Alex. I wasn't like that. I know it's not right to be a slut either, but it's the only thing I'm good at.
He laid down and I on top, kissing wildly and full of lust and desire and extreme want. He pulled away and breathed heavy, his eyes looking into mine.
The girl- Rebecca- laid me down gently and softly on the bed, stroking my hair, and then the full length of my body. She leaned in and kissed me, sending needles throughout my body.
I stayed up so late, thinking about Alex's last words to me. "I think I love you" it was echoing in my head, and because I live for sex and pleasure, this was morally wrong.
Jon looked up at Alex through his bangs, lowering himself down and hungrily licking Alex's nipples. Alex inhaled, holding the air like oxygen would run out.
I got excited when Jon threw me on the couch, spreading my legs. In one swift, hard movement, his giant cock was safely inside my pussy. He moaned just by putting it in. "Does pussy feel good already.
He put his dick in between my 34C tits, as I pushed them together over his dick. He began to fuck them, holding my back, leaning down so we could make out again.
Soon I was at the gay couples apartment. I was excited but slightly scared. First threesome, and with two guys too, this should be great turning a couple of gays into bis.
I blinked, staring at the ceiling, and everything that had happened last night flooded into my head. "Shit," I muttered in audibly to myself, scrambling out of bed and picking up my clothes.