FAWC 2: Sydney Surprise
(Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "mystery ingredients." There are no prizes given in this challenge; this is simply a friendly competition.)
(The mystery ingredients for this story were (Sarcasm, Location, Intellectual, Sport.)
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"For once I am as excited to get up in the morning as my cock is," Brent grinned and rolled over wrapping a hand around the waist of his long-time girlfriend as she tried to get out of bed after turning off the alarm.
Making a show of fighting him off Emily rolled her eyes, "Not everyone gets the day off to go to Sydney and watch grown men running around after a little ball." Emily tried to hide her smile knowing what was coming.
"Geez Em, it's State of Origin tonight and those grown men running around with a ball are legendary. They are the best of the best rugby league players that our state can offer!" Brent growled. "Besides its tradition now, if we didn't go and watch their final training runs we might jinx them and then I would be letting down the whole state."
"So the legends shouldn't even bother training then just have you show up where they were going to train to ensure their victory and not worry about the actual game tonight," Emily finally stood up from the bed rolling her eyes at the man she loved and adding, "The Blues have a good team on paper, and they did win the last game in the series." She teased as she turned to scamper naked into the bathroom wriggling her ass in an effort to frustrate him as much as her comments had.
Brent bounded from bed and grabbed her in a tight hold, "Sacrilege!" He walked her backwards against the wall, pinning her between his arms and smirking, "And luckily, we Maroons play on grass, not on paper." Emily smirked at him, and he growled at her bending his head to nibble at her ear and neck. She sighed knowing she was going to be late for work this morning.
Feeling her heart beat begin to race, at the feel of Brent's attentions Emily wrapped her hands around Brent's neck and tilted her head enjoying the sensations of his lips upon the soft skin there. She smiled to herself knowing that at any minute, he would shift his body ever so slightly and throw her back to the bed racing to pin her with a morning kiss and much more. When he shifted to look down upon her, he saw the wide green eyes dancing with the spark of excitement that was always so contagious and her lips parting softly as if begging for his kiss.
It was all he needed. Without a word, he picked her up his, muscles bunching as he hefted her twice and threw her the several feet to the bed, following her movement and pouncing on her bouncing form kissing her deeply. He leaned back and looked down at her again a small smile playing over his lips. His hand came up to brush his fingertips over her cheek, down the side of her neck and over her shoulder teasing the sensitive skin.
"Well," Emily wriggled against him, "Are you going to fuck me?"
"Maybe," Brent murmured huskily, "But considering you dissed my team and were about to get ready for work I didn't think you were so deserving," he teased her even though they both knew he was about to do just that. His kiss was as gentle as butterfly at first. The next movement of his mouth brought a little more pressure, her lips opened slightly at the feel of the tip of his tongue gently teasing the tender flesh of her lower lip.
A soft moan escaped her lips. His fingers tightened around the back of her neck, and he pulled her body closer to his, deepening the kiss, leaving no doubt that he intended to make her exceedingly late for work. He wrapped his arms tightly around her; one across her shoulders and the other under the curve of her bottom, then he rolled to his back, taking her with him in one fluid movement. Her bright green eyes widened in surprise at finding herself neatly planted atop him, her thighs splayed on either side of his hips. Rolling her hips she could feel the hard ridge of him pressed into the soft flesh of her pussy.
Bracing her hands on either side of his head, she pushed herself up. A tousled hair fell in a curtain across her face to tickle at his chest, and a wicked grin spread across her lips as she lifted her hips a fraction of an inch and arched her back, rolling her hips again and pressing down onto his hard cock. She heard his breath hiss in through his clenched teeth, and she peeked at him through her lashes, and wiggled a little more, setting him more firmly into her moist folds.
Grinning at having affected him enough to hear a muffled groan and feel his hands reach for her hips, to still her movements, Emily stilled her movement. Having kept her still for several moments Brent relaxed back and gazed up at her, a sinful smile on his face as one hand quickly left her hip and smacked her ass. As she yelped in surprise, he quickly pulled her back down on top of him and smacked her ass twice more.
"So tell me about this paper, that says the Blues will win," he growled and swatted her twice more. "You book worms take too much from pieces of paper, nothing can replace the pride and determination of team spirit."
"Stats don't lie," she squealed as he smacked her again, the subtle warmth in her belly turning to licking flames, traveling down her inner thighs from the palm prints heating her ass.
His smile faded, his dark eyes bright with undisguised lust as she began to rotate her hips pressing down onto him again. Her eyes closed, and small white teeth glinted behind warm pink lips as she bent to nibble his neck, paying particular attention to the tender spot just below his ear. She distantly registered his hands gliding over the hot flesh, to cup her bottom, he lifted her slightly away from him so that she could feel his cock glide between the not wet folds of her pussy. Sinking her teeth into his neck to distract him slightly she reached back and took his hands pulling them up above his head in the way he often pinned her to the bed. She knew she couldn't restrain him if he really wanted to be loose, but it excited her to have him at her mercy if only for a short time.
Brent raised his eyebrow at her and smirked, and she leaned forward to lick over the bite mark she had left on his neck. She heard his soft moan and grinned to herself as she licked her way down his throat to his chest, nibbling here and there. Her tongue flicked out and gently teased his nipple knowing this would excite him, his hips insistently pushing up into her proving that she knew her man well, and a thrill ran through her when he finally broke free of her grasp his hands moving to her rotating hips once more.
Enjoying being the tease she wriggled free of his hands once more and slid down the length of his body, pausing to nip the flat belly with her teeth. She was on her knees between his legs, running her hands up his thighs. Looking up at him, she lowered her head, taking his hardness into her mouth, never breaking eye contact.
His legs tensed, and his fingers twined into her hair, she smiled around him, running her tongue up the underside of his shaft. She felt his little shiver and slid her mouth back down on him, taking all of him and feeling him press into the back of her throat.
Her left hand curved under his balls and cupped him, stroking with soft gentle fingers. She felt him pulsing on her lips, and she moved down onto him. His fingers twined to the point of pain in her hair, his hips thrusting up forcing more into her mouth, making her gag slightly, but she loved the taste of him and kept her head low devouring him. She distantly heard him moan, and she gave a small whimper in response. She felt herself clench and knew she wanted him inside her. She lifted her head and looked up to see his lust filled gaze on her.
Brent decided she had had her own way long enough and pulling her hair that was wrapped around his fingers he lead her back up his body smiling at her small whimpers of pain and disappointment. With the grace of an athlete, he changed their positions pushing her down onto the bed and rearing up above her.
It was his turn to taste the sweetness of her skin, his tongue running down a similar path to one Emily had travelled down his body. He loved her breasts, the small pale pink nipple were short and puckered sweetly between his lips making her breasts rise into pointed mounds of flesh. His hands rested over her breasts as he kisses his way down her body nipping the soft skin below her navel and rolling over her flat belly.
His hands spread her thighs wide and his nipped at the soft white flesh listening to her sigh in pleasure. He placed extra pressure on her thighs watching the lips of her pussy part and leaned forward to flick his tongue over the centre of her being at that point in time. The sinful grin curl his lips again as he felt the shock of pleasure ripple through her making her thighs tremble and his cock harden impossibly more so.
His lips closed over the tiny bud, and he began to whip it gently with his tongue. Her fingers threaded into his hair, pulling his mouth closer to her as her hips came off the bed to meet him. Her lips parted with soft whimpering pants and gasps. He ran his hand up her thigh and slowly entered her, first one then two marvelling at how tight she always felt. She moaned, thrusting her hips upward once again onto the fingers and into his mouth. His tongue began to work at her faster, and he could feel her wetness begin to coat his hand. Her muscles tightened around his fingers, and he knew she was close to the edge of that abyss of pleasure that would wrack her body and leave her weak and trembling in his arms.
Pulling free of her grappling hands Brent rose above Emily again guiding his throbbing cock into her. She was so tight he slid in only a frustrating fraction at a time, and the excruciating slowness of his movements nearly sent him over the edge.
Finally, embedded in her to the hilt he felt her muscles grip him and a groan of pleasure rumbled from his throat as he began to fuck her hard and deep. He guided her legs up the length of his body from where they had wrapped around his hips essentially doubling her in half and watching her breath shorten even more as she cried out her need.
Emily dragged her fingernails down Brent's back enjoying the added grunts of pleasure he issued. He stiffened moaning her name and unable to hold back the tide began arching harder into her wanting her to come with him. He looked at the glazed eyes on wide panting mouth of the incredible girl he loved and cries out as he came. She matched him completely, and he felt the muscles around his cock pulse with it milking the cum from him to mix with her own.
Brent collapsed beside her, allowing Emily to unfurl her legs and they both lay breathing raggedly for long minutes. Emily turned to look at him leaning up on her elbow and smiled crookedly, she loved him, and while her family had never understood her attraction to the rough edged tradesman, he only had to grin at her with his dimpled face and her knees went weak. He had a way of making even the most mundane tasks in life fun and though most of what he said dripped with sarcasm his genuine humour and amiability made people laugh with him rather than be offended. What her family couldn't comprehend was that his family and friends thought the same about her, they were an odd couple to have found each other but what they had was incredible and as she gazed at him she knew he felt the same.
