Plum :: Wank Wednesday

Welcome to week 25 of  Wank Wednesday, your weekly festival of smut, find out all about it here. To join in write a story using this week’s prompt #plum and then use the link widget to add it to the list. Please remember to include a link back to this post in your post, if not I’ll remove it from the link list and please do take the time to read a few of the other contributions.  Thank you for writing and reading.

This weeks prompt is #Plum

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One Response to Plum :: Wank Wednesday

  1. Angel August 11, 2011 at 3:23 am #

    Hi Ruby,

    A friend of mine, Priny, wanted to have a go at contributing but doesn’t have her own blog so I thought I’d pop it here in comments for everyones perusal.
    Please give her some feedback & encourage her to get her own saucy blog happening.

    Thank Angel.

    She strolled slowly down the narrow road. The soft rain caressed the sensuous flesh of her shoulders, gathering together to create small snakes of water that glided through the tunnel of flesh between her ample breasts. Her pace was unhurried as she went toward her destination allowing her the time she needed to consider the approach she would take today. She was already a deceiver, desperate to spend time with him she had sought any excuse, finally being rewarded with a moving job. The task was not important, however, only the feeling of his gaze sweeping her body as he looked at her, eating her with his eyes, that’s what kept her returning. He was younger than her and so innocent! Her body screamed whenever she was in his presence, urging her to take him, to feel his mouth close on hers, his erection press into the softness of her skin, her teeth to graze his flesh, to nibble suggestively at his neck, encouraging his natural beast to rise, to accept her challenge.

    She was lucky really that she rarely saw him, her body would throb constantly in his presence demanding some sort of release, release she was as yet unable to offer. The situation was complicated. She had met his best friend first, worked closely with him and formed a solid friendship. It was through this relationship that she had come into contact with him and from the first second their eyes had met she felt the spark between them which on each meeting since had grown until it was a raging fire that crackled and spat. He was also seeing someone else, a sweet girl with a tiny figure which easily fit under his arm where she often nestled. Another innocent who she risked hurting if she allowed her passion to drive her actions, yet like a bug to a zapper her fate was inevitable.

    Last night she had taken care of herself, satisfying her urges over and over, until the nub of her clitoris was swollen and aching with exhaustion, her legs were trembling and her fingers numb. Yet as she began the walk down the road she knew that today would be the day that she would take from him his most sacred gift…and if she was honest she looked forward to every second of it! As she approached her destination she subtly lowered her blouse until the material brushed the top curve of her black bra. From the angle he would have, the two mounds would appear to be caressing each other seductively and the beads of water which lay atop them were begging to be claimed by mouth, tongue or finger.

    She knocked confidently and waited for him to come and answer her summons. The sound of his footsteps matched the beating of her heart as he moved over the freshly painted floorboards towards her. The door opened and he was there, standing before her wrapped only in the towel that he had hastily grabbed from the bathroom floor. His upper body was bare and proudly displayed the muscles that he worked so hard for at the local gym. Her sheath clenched and moisture slid between the tops of her thighs as her body reacted to the sight of him. She was pleased to note that he had a similar reaction to her, his hand tightened on the towel as his gaze roamed freely over her aching breasts and rested on the hardened nipples that were already begging for his attention. He took a deep breath and allowed the scent of her arousal to take root in his body and further move his manhood and then he turned, and, not trusting himself to speak, he walked away, hoping she’d follow but praying she wouldn’t.

    The kitchen was the first place they had discovered each other and instinctively he headed that way, attempting to leave behind the temptation of the bedroom in hopes that the throbbing in his cock would lesson when surrounded by the business of the kitchen: knives, pots and pans. She sashayed in behind him and as he paused she reached past him, brushing the side of his body with her fingers as she grasped the butcher’s knife and plum in one hand. She slowly brought them both back and then placing the knife on the bench behind her she raised the fruit to her luscious lips and opening her mouth she slid the fruit home creating the perfect pout as she bit down. Lowering her lashes she looked up at him as she licked the juices from her lips, a slight smirk found it’s way to sit in comfort on her perfect face. His member jumped against the flesh of his inner thigh at her wanton invitation, for that was what it was, an obvious offer.

    He attempted to drag his mesmerized eyes off her supple flesh, to find himself inside the core of this shell that was making such strong demands on him. He had stayed strong for so many years, through countless relationships and this was not the first time he had been offered the ultimate satisfaction. However, as he glanced at her body casually leaning against the bench top he had to admit, he had never been offered someone like her. Her blonde hair hung loosely down her back, skimming the flesh of her shoulders and the perfect hills of her breasts. Her bright blue eyes flashed passionately, promising an experience he would never forget. Her face was undeniably attractive, she was no Scarlett, yet her whole being radiated sex and as such she was HOT! He hastily grabbed a glass of water and downed it in one quick gulp. He had no idea how he was going to get through the day! It had seemed such a good idea to invite her to help when he had been surrounded by three of his closest friends, now however as he cast furtive looks at her breasts he had to admit he had been a fool. While he had been attempting to regain his senses she had proceeded to run the cutlery through the water in the sink and as she moved to put a handful away two knives dropped to the floor on her right side. Twisting she bent at the waist to retrieve the items and the short black skirt she wore rode up her stocking clad thighs until the bottom of the suspender belt peeked out at him and her toned buttocks pushed at the material that covered them, beckoning him. He felt like he’d been punched in the stomach, his knees nearly gave way under him, until he had to reach out one to steady himself on the bench behind him. He felt the head of his own cock as it shoved at the towel in front of him and he was reminded of why the phrase ‘pitching a tent’ was so accurate. He maneuvered himself away from her, this time in an attempt to hide his own obvious reaction to her luscious body. As he moved behind her towards the other side of the room, she took a minute step backwards, at first he wasn’t even sure she had moved until she righted herself and the cheeks of her rear end brushed the tip of his straining rod causing a drop of lubrication to leak from him and an involuntary moan to escape his lips.

    Her hands reached behind her and she grasped his wrists. In one harsh movement she pulled him towards her so that his cock was forced to stand cushioned against the skin of his stomach and her tight ass. The towel was lost in the transition so that he was completely naked pressed up against her fully clothed form. Even in his wildest imaginings he had never thought he would be in such a vulnerable position. Taking his left hand in her right she turned, sliding his hand around and over her flat stomach until it came to rest firmly on her tight ass cheek. She looked up into his eyes as she ran her fingernails lightly down his chest to brush the mushroom head of his straining member. It trembled against her featherlight touch and the intensity of the throbbing made him move against her unwittingly, unable to stand the assault on his body.

    She stepped away slightly so her hand could encompass his entire width and she brushed her fingers over the impressive length of him, feeling him thicken at her touch to become impossibly thick and full. Grabbing his hand she Moved it up and under her blouse, squirming herself as she felt his hand encase her breast and begin to mould the flesh. Her nipple hardened to a painful peak as he tweaked the tip, rolling it around in the palm of his hand before pulling at it with his finger tips. He may not have had sex yet but he had fooled around a lot in his youth and as his inhibitions were lost he found a confidence that he until that moment had forgotten, overcome with the sensations that were surrounding him. He pulled his hand from her top, pleasure coursing through him at her moan of frustration as his hand left the temptation of her flesh. Roughly he picked her up and placed her on the bench behind her. Now she was the perfect height and he forced her legs apart so that he was able to stand between them, his rock hard cock pressed into the black lace of her panties, the contrast of the smooth flesh and rough lace nearly had him exploding early but he took a deep breath and tried to ignore the feeling of heat and dampness that pressed against him as she writhed on the bench. Impatiently she reached for him but he pushed her hands away and instead took control raising her shirt up and over her head until she was revealed to him, clothed only in a half cup black playboy bra that left little to the imagination. Her breasts sensing freedom and cool air thrust themselves over the top of the bra and towards him. Her light pink nipples and unmarred skin beckoned him, aching for his touch, relief that only he could offer. He ignored the proud flesh with difficulty as his rod slammed into her heat and throbbed painfully at the sight before it. His hands grasped the tie of her wraparound skirt and he hastily pulled it apart, allowing her the use of her hands to hoist herself off the bench for long enough for him to remove the offending material. She now sat before him dressed in only a skimpy bra and knickers set with a matching suspender belt and boots. She leaned back, allowing his gaze to flow over her, to soak up the absolute perfection of her feminine figure; her lush curves and soft skin which was being caressed by her golden locks. He licked his lips, once more unsure of his position. His experiences had all stopped at about this moment, but the woman in front of him was not like the girls who had come before her, she has pure sex and this experience was not about to stop. Sensing his withdrawal she reached behind her back and with a practiced flick she undid the clasp of her bra.

    The flimsy material slipped off the front of her body, catching for a moment on the buttons of her nipples before sliding delicately to the floor. The sight was too much for him, instantly he moved to claim the offering. Bending his head slightly he took her nipple into the warmth of his mouth, dragging his teeth across the sensitized flesh so that she moaned and threw her head back as desire coursed through her veins. While he was occupied driving her wild with his ministrations to her heavy breasts she pulled impatiently at the side knot which kept her underwear secured. Eventually she found it and she thrust it apart so that no material stood between her soaking wet core and his rigid cock. As he felt the first touch of her slick entrance he was jolted out of the dream like state her breasts had sent him to and back firmly in his own straining body. He felt the satin softness of her labia as she inched herself closer to him. Her natural lubrication slid over his head as she rubbed herself against him. Each beat of his heart was repeated lower and harder in his body and he seriously considered if he would have the self control to offer her anything other than his release if she were to take him into her sheath. He glanced up at her face and immediately noticed her parted lips and glazed eyes, both clear symbols of the arousal that was riding them both. Aware of his gaze on her she starred back at him and then without hesitation she stretched forward and claimed his mouth, tugging on his lower lips and flicking his tongue with hers. The sensation was incredible as she constantly changed tactics: sucking, nipping and wrestling with his mouth, soft and then hard until he was unable to remember his own name and his focus was completely consumed by the feel of her claiming his mouth and his hand moving over her smooth flesh.

    Her own hands travelled the passage down his back until they rested momentarily on his toned buttocks and then exerting a slight pressure she moved him forward until she was able to ease herself gently over the top of his eager rod. He tore his lips from hers as a groan of pure animalistic pleasure tore from his throat. Unable to hold back any longer, he did what he had been waiting his entire existence to do, he claimed her with a strong thrust of his hips. This time it was her turn to moan as he filled her completely. Stretching her until she felt she could take no more, that he would invade her very womb with his manhood. She clenched her muscles around him as he began to move back out, eager to hold onto the sense of utter fulfillment. Once again he groaned as she clasped him tightly inside her, feeling every inch being claimed by her hot flesh made him mad with desire. His vision blurred as she raised herself inch by inch off his cock and then returned with one quick movement. He lifted her entirely off the bench so that he could move more freely. He carried her into the centre of the room and lay her backwards over the wooden dining table. Still deep inside her he moved his hips in a circular pattern hitting both the key points inside her body and causing her to whimper with her need of him. Never would she have thought that someone so inexperienced would know how to stroke both her clit and her g-spot in one motion, however the tremors that were pulsing through her body assured her that he did! Wrapping her legs around him so that she had some control she forced him to increase his pace until he abandoned any sense of self control and his thrusts became more powerful as he moved himself out until only the tip remained encased in her tight wetness and then he flexed his hips and pushed inside her eager hole feeling the muscles stretch and contract as they welcomed his cock into her pink folds. Her legs began to increase their pressure as soft moans escaped her mouth and her hands reached forward and her nails dug into the flesh of his ass, pushing him into her forcing him to claim her with reckless abandon as she panted and her head moved restlessly. His entire body was on fire, consumed by the passion and delicious sensations that swept through him constantly. Listening to the sounds of her pleasure building, feeling his own pressure reaching breaking point be slammed his body into her welcoming one. she screamed and arched her back clawing at him now as her body gripped his and she exploded around him. The pulses of warmth and her sobs of pleasure set off his own orgasm and jets of his seed pushed inside her as he continued to thrust erratically, the high of pure pleasing washing through his body until his knees began to tremble and he lay down on top of her. The feeling of his spent member moving inside of her had them both shaking with aftershocks as they lay there completely fulfilled.

    Written by Priny

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