“I’ve just been beaten in a fight by Evie in the fight club, and I’m off cleaning up at the side. Evie struts up to me and pins me against the wall, covering my mouth. She grabs my balls and squeezes hard until I slump to the ground, and she walks off.”
[X]
‘Imagine arriving home after a really tiring day at work (or at school), eager to collapse on your bed and call it a day, only to find Jacob on your bed, masturbating. You’re not sure what to look at: The hand furiously working on his cock; or his face, eyes screwed shut and mouth agape while he moans, sighing your name repeatedly under his breath; or the way his muscles tense underneath his sweat-slicked skin. Would you immediately jump on him, giving him the ride of his life, or would you continue watching him, observing how he touches himself, listening to the way his voice breaks as he keeps moaning your name desperately?’
‘Because I like fashion, I’ve always wanted to have a photo-studio style apartment where I can photograph my own outfits and invite my friends for a photo-shoot. I manage to persuade Jacob to model for me and let me style him. I apply dark red lipstick and black eyeliner on him and dress him in a luxurious suit. To my delight Jacob turns out to be very photogenic. Lights around the apartment are dimmed, just the two of us in silence with only the sounds of my camera’s shutter. I get increasingly turned on watching Jacob do different poses, loosen his tie, do a boyish snarl with his hands in his tousled hair, smudge the side of his lipstick with his hand, take off his jacket…
‘At one point I say, ‘Hold up,’ go to the bathroom, come back with a bucket of water and before Jacob can stop me I pour it on him and say, ‘Continue.’ He’s annoyed with me at first but then quickly gets into it with more erotic poses and expressions. His wet shirt is clinging to his chiseled torso, his hair is drenched and messy, and water is dripping down his face. The more I look at his wet lips coated in flaming red lipstick and his eyes made darker and accentuated by the eyeliner, I get almost obsessed with wanting to see him like this all the time. A touch of femininity added to his very masculine demeanour does wonders for my arousal. I put the camera on continuous shooting on the tripod, go up to him, push him against the wall and kiss him fervently. Just tasting my own lipstick on Jacob’s lips makes me growl and I unintentionally start biting into his lips like I want to eat them. He grabs my ass and presses me against his damp body. To stop my biting he pulls my head away by my hair and just seeing how smudged his lipstick is all around his mouth, my eyes grow wider with hunger, I breathe rapidly and bare my teeth.
‘Jacob doesn’t often see me act so predatory to the point that he has to restrain me like a mad dog, and when he does, he knows he stumbled across one of my biggest kinks. Jacob kneads my body and roughly bites and kisses my neck, leaving sloppy lipstick marks all over my skin. He bites my ear and cheeks and purrs, ‘Naughty girl, you were planning for this to happen, weren’t you?’ I respond ominously, ‘Quit playing around and fuck me or I’ll bite your pretty lips off.’ My threats always humour him so he grins before throwing me on the floor and taking me right there while my camera continues capturing every frame. I’ve always had this fantasy with Jacob but after seeing The Joker in Suicide Squad and growing sexually obsessed with his makeup, outfits and his psychotic berserk behaviour, I had to revisit it.’
Confession [x]
I hope this edit is good enough, amico mio! (/^▽^)/ I do photography myself and portrait photography is the one thing that I wish to master. I just know Jacob would be an excellent subject ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
~ Signora Paola
‘I kiss Jacob on the cheek while he’s talking with Evie on the phone. He smiles and kisses me back without hanging up. I can hear Evie muttering something as Jacob continue to answer but at the same time he begins to undress me with his free hand. All this ends up with us having sex and Frye’s still talking to his sister. I try to moan not so loud but it is difficult. I’m amazed by Jacob’s calmness as he bangs me and says something usual about him having a drink last night.
‘His cock makes me squirt on the couch and only then he tells Evie, “Sorry, sis, I have to go. My girl has come and now it is my turn. See you.” I am blushing, scolding him for his behavior, although Frye doesn’t listen to me, cumming inside. “Why did you tell her that you are having sex?” “You thought she didn’t know that?” Jacob laughs out loud, “She knows that I can’t speak only when I cum, so…” “You are impossible!” I yell, however he hugs me, pressing closer. “And still I exist.”’
[X]
‘It turns me on when Jacob says “You’re coming with me, Little Bird.” KIDNAP ME AND DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH ME, JACOB! 😁’
Confession [x]
‘I’m so desperate to see Shaun and Rebecca finally get it on. It would be after during a quarrel as they keep yelling at each other. “You have become crazy without meat!” Hastings shouts at her. “I became crazy without having sex for so long, you idiot! I don’t know about you, but all I do is searching for that bloody Piece of Eden! I have my own desires too.” “I am all ears,” he says sarcastically and Rebecca snaps. She pushes him against the wall, making Shaun gasp after hitting his back hard. “What are you…” Hastings is cut off by Rebecca who kisses him insatiably, digging her fingers into his neat hair to make a mess of it. Shaun grabs her instantly by the waist and kisses her back.
‘She jumps on him, wrapping her legs around Hastings’ body as they switch places and now Crane is the one who is pressed against the wall. “Quickly!” she begs, exposing her neck for him to devour. Her hands move to Shaun’s zipper and she takes his pants off, leaving them hanging on his knees. “Bloody hell, I want to be inside you right now,” Hastings exhales into her lips as Rebecca licks them in response. “Yes, me too. Quickly, Shaun, please…” She cries out when he does what they both desired. “Shit,” man hisses, “you are tight.” “Stretch me then. Shaaaaun!” Crane moans near his ear and the sound of his own name coming from her was enough for Hastings to come. “Rebecca, I can’t last long, fuck, I haven’t had sex for a while, so forgive me…” “It’s okay, just let me…” she didn’t finish her sentence and pushed her hand between their bodies to massage her clit.
‘“Shaun, don’t stop, keep moving! Ah, yes!” Hastings clenches his teeth not to scream like a wench, but it was stronger than him. A groan of pleasure escaped his lips as he kissed Rebecca. She hugs him, biting his shoulder before letting go. Feeling that his partner is coming because of him, Shaun follows Crane, coming deep inside her. They fall onto the floor, not able to stand any longer. “When you will have the same issue, just tell me,” Hastings smiles at her. “I certainly will,” Rebecca laughs and closes her eyes, laying her head on man’s shoulder.’
[X]
‘One day I go to the church to see Father Jacob and confess him a very bad sin that I made recently and he tells me the only way to be free of my sins is having sex with him and another Father. Then comes Father Haytham then they fuck me so hard. The best rough sex of my life and be free of my sins. 😉’
Confession [x]
‘(I’m definitely going to hell for this one… and this is less than 300 words, but I have to split it into three parts!) So! Imagine having Jacob tied up in bed, and you’re sitting on his lap. You caress him with gentle touches that soothe him, but leave him anticipating what you will do to him next. Just as he is blindfolded, you take a heated butter knife and cut off a small slab of NOT butter and spread it down his collarbone and neck. You take your time licking off the melted (not) butter. One drop trails down one of his pecs, and you gladly lick your way up his chest, your tongue teasingly touching his nipple along the way. His groan of frustration and arousal is enough to unintentionally make you buck your hips against his, because nothing is exciting you more than teasing him and playing him as you please. “How long do you intend to torture me like this?” He groans after you’ve nipped at his lips and leave him a fleeting taste. “Hmm…” you pretend to think as you trace his neck with the butter knife. “Until there’s none left.” You scrape up more of the non-butter from the small but sizeable slab you have and spread it all over his neck once again. “So I suggest sitting tight and enjoying yourself, you naughty boy. Because I certainly am.”’
‘I would love to have Jacob’s fingers in my hair, his arms holding me around my thighs, while his mouth manages to lure unknown sounds off from me that I wonder, how I could do that. He will probably ask me the same and will check it again immediately. Only for protocol – in another kind of way. *cough*’
Translated from: “Ich hätte gerne meine Finger tief in Jacobs Haare gegraben und sie um sie festgehalten, während er seine Arme um meine Oberschenkel schlingt und mich mit seinem Mund von unten derartig hohe Töne schlagen lässt, dass ich mich wundere, ob ich wirklich so hochtönig sein könnte. Er fragt sich das anscheinend auch, denn er überprüft es direkt nochmal. Nur fürs Protokoll…Auf andere Weise…*hust*”
