Opposing Forces

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This was the most intense assignment of their careers…and they were both sleeping with the enemy…sleeping with each other. Lead media liaisons for two viciously opposing political candidates. How they would maintain their anonymity, they had no idea, but the heat between them emanated from somewhere deep, and foreboding.

He slid her conservative sheath dress over her thighs, and onto her hips…just enough to allow him to grip her ass in his strong hands; possessing her body. She loathed and lusted after this sensation of being the object of his desire. The dissonance…the dichotomy… made her body clench in ways that begged him for more. He reciprocated, so determined to make her succumb, and so earnest to please her; to control her orgasm with his essence. He was so enamored by her, by her relentlessness to achieve and lead. She was at odds with everything he considered attractive and appropriate, but oh how he wanted her.

Raising her to him, he pressed her back into the wall and thrust into her, feeling her inner walls clench his rigid member. If anyone caught them here, in this dark supply closet at a very public debate, their careers would be over, and their clients’ rivalry would be cast into ridicule. How can men be entrusted with high office and lack the ability to maintain the loyalty of their most prominent team members? This alliance was doomed. But perhaps that was the exhilaration they both craved in this overly politically correct, charade, of government process.

Her nipples hardened against his chest. She could hardly contain her screams. He filled her, stretched her, and her body craved more. As if he could sense her coming apart in his hands, he pressed into her more firmly, held her to him with one arm, and reached to place one hand over her throat. She could barely breath, her screams were stifled. He pounded faster, and faster, maintaining pressure on her neck. Suddenly, he tilted his head down and bit her nipple through her dress. She lost control. On the brink of losing consciousness, she released, soaking him in her desire. He barely slowed himself, pulsing into her until she hung limply onto his shoulders, and came as her body milked his, as if it were only natural.

He lowered her with a kiss. Her knees were still weak. Clothes disheveled, ties and cuffs undone, they had mere moments to make themselves presentable before they returned to their stations. These minutes felt like hours, and walking into the light of day felt surreal after such risqué encounters. In these moments, they did not feel like bitter rivals, but perfect complements. Perhaps this was a lesson they could draw from these dark places. 

Control

Guest blogger K offers this:

Their bodies twisted, tangled, emblazoned together in fire; in passion.

His tawny skin felt hot, his muscles hard against her soft flesh. The pounding syncopation of their movements was more than she had ever felt with another man. His masculine power reverberated against her inner walls, throughout her body until she felt she may come apart entirely.

He had a workman’s hands. Rough and calloused from years of manual labor. His brute force, the way he pulled her into him as though she had no mass at all, made her succumb to him each time. This affair, torrid as it were, was her escape. In a life of constant control, meticulous organization, with him she did not have to think; she could relinquish all control to him and find all-encompassing ecstasy.

He reveled in her beauty, and cherished each time he was able to lay kisses upon her golden skin. Collarbone to pelvis, she embodied feminine curvature. All sweet scent and taste, he yearned to entice her body to release.

He took her in his arms, gripping her around her ribs and coaxing her legs up against his sides. He pounded relentlessly, denying that this would ever end, that they would have to go away separately again. She felt him throb inside of her, growing in anticipation of their mutual climax. He held the back of her head in one hand, and she looked into his eyes. Whether this was simply passion for her, or something more, was unclear, but he loved the way she looked at him. Her defiance shone through the blue, even though she submitted to him, and it made him crazy. He would see those eyes when they were apart, dreaming of ways to make her come for him.

Their climax happened like a flood, she moaned and he released a deep guttural growl. Goosebumps raised on her skin, and sweat glistened on his broad chest. They lay there, together as one, neither prepared to leave for another several days before they would see each other again. For now, this is what they had, and it satiated what each of them were missing in their own private lives. They would ask no questions; an unspoken understanding was made long before they’d ever shared their bodies. And until they were ready to take control of their own happiness, this is where they would find respite. 

 

 

Sydney and Thalia

Guest blogger Lexi writes about an attraction that can't be denied:

Sydney never considered herself a lesbian, even bi-curious. Maybe it was Thalia’s androgyny. Maybe it was her insistence. Maybe it was the way she looked at her like she was starving every time their eyes met.

But part of it... most of it, in fact, …was the sex.

Long after their attempt at monogamy ended, their trysts continued. Neither of them could get enough. As women, they knew exactly what women wanted... and how to stimulate just the right places at the right times. Sydney could only reason that it was a woman's innate knowledge of how another woman's body operated that allowed the two of them to achieve earth shattering multiple orgasms ... Every. Single. Time.

When Thalia texted her, there was always an insistence.

“Come get me when you’re free.”

Unlike a man, everything about her was soft. So the aggressive, brusque passion Sydney experienced with a man was replaced with an equally powerful sensuality that naturally permeates within a woman. Thalia’s skin was soft as her hands ran up Sydney’s ribcage to cup her breasts briefly before giving her a ravenous kiss and pulling her shirt over her head.

She showered soft kisses along Sydney’s neck, from earlobe to clavicle, gently embracing her waist as her lips traveled south to her navel. Goosebumps rose on Sydney’s skin in anticipation when Thalia looked up at her through her eyelashes. She deftly released the button on her jeans with one hand and leaned down to kiss the sensitive spot on Sydneys hip, close enough to her pubis to make her muscles clench. Thalia hooked her fingers into Syd's jeans and panties and swiftly forced them both down and off her feet.

Wearing only a blue silk bra, Sydney lay exposed under Thalia, who looked upon her body as one would look upon Aphrodite. Lust crackled in the air like electricity between them. Almost entranced, Thalia's fingers slid between Sydney’s legs, immediately finding her wet and swollen clit. Sydney released a sigh of relief as her head tipped back and her hips lifted in response to the touch she came to relish.

Thalia circled her bud with skillful fingers, occasionally leaning down to suck softly, coaxing Syd’s body into her own before inserting two fingers inside her. Syd was ready for this; she moaned and moved into her, begging for release already. Thalia paused, her fingers still buried inside Syd’s softness. Her free hand grabbed Sydney’s forearm and gently pulled, suggesting she straddle her. Sydney looked into her eyes, excitedly biting her lip. With a smirk, Thalia began a rapid come hither motion, catching Syd completely off guard.

“Oh fuck” Syd breathed. She threw her leg across Thalia's groin and ground her pussy against her hand. Thalia took Syd's nipple into her mouth and sucked hard, gently twisting her other nipple between her fingers. Syd was lost in ecstasy, writhing against the exquisite friction of bodies and Thalia's relentless stroking of her sweetest spot. The combination sent her over the edge. She was coming apart as Thalia released her, pressed her body down into the seat, and ravenously pushed her knees to either side, wrapping her body underneath Sydney. Abruptly she pounded her fingers into Syd's pussy and pumped, stroking and tapping her g spot each time. She pressed on Sydney's mound as she sucked and licked tight circles around her clit, feeling her core tighten with her mounting orgasm.

Sydney came with a scream, sweat covering her in a sheen across her body. She convulsed as the orgasms rippled through her being; Thalia coaxing and milking her body for its entirety. There was never an abrupt stop, making it all the more savory as she took her lovers' body to the brink, and tenderly cajoled her back. So unlike a man, but oh so satisfying.

 

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Guest Post: Art Gallery Threesome

This fantasy was submitted by a reader:

We're at an art gallery but both of us are not feeling it and want to leave...

I spot a beautiful woman...tall brunette wearing a sexy red dress that is very form-fitting...

I walk up to her and we don't say a word but look deeply into each other's eyes...

I pull into a dark corner and kiss her mouth exactly the way I like to be kissed...slow at first, nibbling her lower lip...then tracing my tongue all the way around the inside of her open mouth...

I hold her hands behind her as I continue to kiss her...we're both using our tongues now and our mouths get warmer and wetter...

I use one of my hands to hold both of her hands while my other hand reaches under one of her ass cheeks to lift up a bit of soft round flesh...

I whisper in her ear, "Do you want me?" and she responds, "I want all of you"...I tell her that there are two of us and she smiles...

I take her hand and lead her to our limo...we all get in the back...(she's in the middle)...

Each of us have a side...we share a 3-way kiss as both of us use our fingers to explore her...

I reach inside her dress and fondle her breasts while you trace your fingers under her dress to see how excited she is...

We get to our hotel room and lead her up to the room...as soon as the door closes behind her, we remove her dress and lay her on a large table...

She's on her back and I'm kissing her upside down while using my hands to circle her breasts and tickle her belly...

You come up to her other end and immediately start licking her wet clit...your big fat tongue drives her crazy because you know exactly how to please a woman...

I reach down to touch her clit while you grab each of her hands and stick your tongue further inside her...

You stand up to put your gorgeous cock inside her pussy...using only the head to circle around the outside to tease her...

She making some very sexy noises and she gets louder when you push yourself inside her further and further...

She's really tight because she's so excited...you can't help but fuck her harder...hard enough for her to cum all over your cock...

I look up at you and you can see that I want you inside me too...so you come around behind me as I climb on top of her to lick her myself and let her lick me too...

Grabbing each other's hips firmly, we both moan is sheer delight because a woman knows best how to lick another woman...

You take me by my hips and start fucking my very wet pussy while she's licking me from underneath...

I tell you to "fuck me harder" and you fully satisfy...you feel so good inside me...

She wants to get fucked again so you come back on her side...

My fingers are now inside her and pulling her ass cheeks away from each other...

She's so juicy now that she's dripping wet...you can't help with want to fuck her in the ass so you test her by sticking one of your fingers there...

You can tell by the way she responds that she can barely wait for you to stick your hard cock inside her ready asshole...

As you stick the tip of your cock inside her, she immediately starts cumming and screaming...

You don't stop until you get your fill...pushing yourself inside her slowly and steadily...

She keeps cumming and now you're fucking her ass exactly the way you want to...

We're all so fucking turned on and you cum inside her at exactly the right moment...

All of us are in awe of what just happened and we don't even know her name yet...

 

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