Mr. Brightside

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This work is original. The only inspiration were my own fantasies, and a song by the band The Killers, called "Mr Brightside". The song is available in the album "Hot Fuss", and I do not intend any copyright infringement.

Also, this alludes to explicit sex, so if you are minor, this sort of thing is forbidden where you live, or if two women loving one another is not your cup of tea, please go read something else, there are several “clean” stories out there.

My usual walk home was unusually tumultuous. My mind not stopping it’s replaying of the many scenes you enjoy planting there.

                I’m coming out of my cage
                And I’ve been doing just fine
                Gotta gotta be down
                Because I want it all

I feel my feet hitting the pavement, I watch as the city passes before my eyes, but still, I can’t help but think of you. Still, I welcome it, the chance to remember before I forget. I can just see it all over again. I can see your face, and I can see hers. The tears fall down my eyes as I keep walking home.

                It started out with a kiss
                How did it end up like this?
                It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss

I still see your eyes as you watched her, the lust filling them up and then you kissed. The music at the club was deafening, and you two put on a show, yet all I could hear was my heart thumping in my ears. I couldn’t take my eyes off the two of you, but you didn’t know I was around. The world was yours, and no one else seemed to exist.

                Now I’m falling asleep
                And she’s calling a cab
                While he’s having a smoke
                And she’s taking a drag.

It was actually you who had the smoke. I watched your lips as you lit it up, and I felt my body react. The sight of you can’t help but turn me on. And I wasn’t the only one, your companion seemed to agree as she kissed you, clearly showing anyone who cared to watch that you belonged to her. The look on your eyes as she let go was feral. And I knew what that meant. You two left, and I was left alone.

                Now they’re going to bed
                And my stomach is sick
                And it’s all in my head
                But she’s touching his chest
                Now, he takes off her dress
                Now, letting me go

I shake my head, trying to dispel the images, but they keep coming back. You. Her. An hotel room.  You are touching her, she is touching you. I stumble and steady myself in a nearby wall. My mind isn’t stopping though. I keep seeing the two of you together, the looks of pleasure on your faces. And I hate her. And I want to be her.

                And I just can’t look – it’s killing me
                And taking control

I feel my body shake, the rage is overwhelming me. I see a bar in the distance, and I just walk in. A corner booth, a large whisky, and my mind. You two are still together, you are still letting yourself go, and she is still the object of your desire.

                Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
                Swimming through sick lullabies
                Choking on your alibis
                But it’s just the price I pay
                Destiny is calling me
                Open up my eager eyes
                ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside

I chuckle as my mind changes the scene, the whisky burning my throat. You are back at the club. You are dancing and she’s kissing your neck. Her hands roam your body and my anger flares. I swallow it and keep watching you. You decide to take control and back her up against a wall. I can’t see what you two are doing, but her face tells me all I need to know. The ecstasy, the raw desire, that should be mine. I feel myself growl and order another whisky.

                I’m coming out of my cage
                And I’ve been doing just fine
                Gotta gotta be down
                Because I want it all

I want it all. It’s mine for the taking. I gulp the whisky and set the money on the table. I leave the bar, and the cold weather hits my face as I walk home.

                It started out with a kiss
                How did it end up like this?
                It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss

My mind pays me no heed, and keeps playing scenes of you with that woman. The club, the hotel, a car, a dark alley. The anger is going down, but the arousal is going up. Maybe it’s the whisky working, but I know I need to get this out of my system.

                Now I’m falling asleep
                And she’s calling a cab
                While he’s having a smoke
                And she’s taking a drag

I see your body, your glorious body.  She’s touching you again, but my mind only shows me your face. I know that look. I feel that growl coming up again, and I guess I must have scared some people in the subway, ‘cause now I am alone.

                Now they’re going to bed
                And my stomach is sick
                And it’s all in my head

I lean my head back, and close my eyes, willing my body to calm down, but nothing will work. My mind wants me to see it. I see how the woman works her hand inside your pants while you dance, I see the mischievous grin that tells me how much you enjoy it. Your hands reach for her, and I know that club is going to have a show.

                But she’s touching his chest
                Now, he takes off her dress
                Now, letting me go

I leave the train, my mind giving me a small break. I start the walk home again, walking off the whisky buzz. I want all my wits about me when I see you today. But my mind goes back to that club.

                ‘Cause I just can’t look – it’s killing me
                And taking control

You push against her hand, no one seems to have noticed what the two of you are doing. She grabs your hair as she bites your neck, branding you as hers, and the fire ignites in your eyes. I know what that fire means. You belong to no one but yourself.

                Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
                Turning through sick lullabies
                Choking on your alibis

You push her away from your body as you walk to the bathroom. She follows you and I feel myself moving too. You push her into a stall and close the door. The sounds she’s making fool no one, and I hate her again.

                But it’s just the price I pay

I’m standing at the door. I know you are somewhere on the other side. I swallow as I enter.

                Destiny is calling me

I open the door and listen to the sound of the TV. I head to the bedroom.


                Open up my eager eyes

My mind shows me as you exit the stall, a shit-eating grin coloring your features.

                ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside

I undress and pick up your favorite outfit for me. You still don’t know I’m home.

                I never…

I swallow and watch as your companion exits the stall.

                I never…

I walk over to where you are. I have to see you.

                I never…

I take my first good look at your companion for the night, and all I see is myself.

                I never…

I smile as you look at me, the love in your eyes unmistakable. I stop in front of you, blocking your view of the TV. You swallow as you realize that I’m holding something in my hands. I kneel at your feet, wearing nothing but your ring.

“I’ve been a bad girl Mistress.”

 I hand you the whip and look down. Your hand lifts my chin and you smile as you whisper “I know.”

Sweet Nothings - Part II

DISCLAIMERS

This work is original. The only inspiration were my own fantasies, and a previous text, you can read it here.

Also, this includes a explicit sex, so if you are minor, this sort of thing is forbidden where you live, or if two women loving one another is not your cup of tea, please go read something else, there are several “clean” stories out there.

I dreamt of you, as I know you dreamt of me last night. I’m always amazed at how the feel of our bodies pressed together makes me feel safe and cared for. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. You whispered sweet nothings in to my ear, and I couldn’t help but smile.

When you whispered you loved me and never wanted to let me go, I just had to tell you I felt the same. Had to make sure you knew. We lied there, and I fell asleep in your arms.

Waking up has never been a pleasant experience for me, but you always brightened up my day, and today was no different. You weren’t there when I woke up, and somehow I ended up hugging your pillow to me. The first thing my senses picked up on was your delicious scent that still lingered there.

I heard the shower running and all my body wanted to do was run in there, knowing that’s where you were. I forced myself to lie there for some time, until I heard the shower stop. I used all of my self-control to keep myself from running in to your arms, and sleepily walked to the bathroom.

When I walked in you were drying yourself off, and I didn’t resist pulling you in to my body and kissing your sweet neck. You turned in my arms to face me, wrapping me in a warm embrace. We just stood there; basking in the love and comfort each of us had to offer the other.

“Good morning sweetheart,” you whispered in my ear.

“Good morning my love,” I said as I pulled back, looking into your eyes, trying to convey all the love I could with my eyes.

“Did you sleep well?”

“I always do in your arms,” I said, not resisting the urge to kiss you any longer. We kissed for several minutes, only breaking apart when the need for air was vital.

I noticed the towel had slipped on to the floor, so I picked it up and dried you off. Feet, legs, all over your body. This was torture for me, but I wouldn’t have traded it for anything.

As it was my turn to shower, I took off my nightwear and leaned over the tub to turn the water on. I felt your eyes on me, and I couldn’t help but smirk although you couldn’t see my face. I got in, and heard you leaving the bathroom.

As I showered I couldn’t help but think about what I had done to deserve you. I didn’t see anything special there, but I wouldn’t question the gods on this, I just thanked them for allowing me to be this happy.

I got out of the tub and dried my body quickly. My hair, well that is another question, it’s long, so it takes a while to dry, so I wrapped a towel around it, glanced in the mirror and frowned. I look so young. I gave up on trying to understand why, and just pulled my robe around me, tying it loosely, and then went in search of you.

I found you in the kitchen, preparing our breakfast. You smiled at me, and I smiled back before even realizing what I was doing. I sat at my usual seat and you sat down next to me. I couldn’t take my eyes off you as you began to eat. You must have felt my stare because you looked up at me curiously. I touched your ankle with my foot lightly, moving it up and down slowly, and let it do what it will. I never let go of your eyes, never wanting to lose the sight of your love for me.

I couldn’t take it anymore, feeling as if I were about to cry, I lowered my eyes and picked up my fork, and began to eat. I felt your eyes on me, but I didn’t raise mine, fearing that if I did, I would cry.

When we were done eating, I picked up our plates and began to help you clean up. I’m not much on household chores, but I don’t even notice this one anymore.

I finished and stood there just watching you for a moment. I then slipped my arms around your waist, molding my body to yours, trying once again to show you the depth of my love fore you.

You turned around and our lips once again locked together. As we explored each other’s mouths in turn, I felt my arousal moving up fast.

You ran your hands through my hair that I had freed from the towel while we were cleaning up, knowing how much it affected me. I pulled you back and whispered in to your ear how much I needed you right then. You just took my hand and lead me to our bedroom, where we layed in our still unmade bed.

You untied my robe and slipped it off my body. You took me all in, ravishing me with your eyes. I felt myself get even wetter under your gaze, and my heart started to beat faster when I realized you hadn’t even touched me yet. You then looked in to my eyes and I felt your hand on my right breast, massaging it, my nipple hardening from your touch.

I reached for your robe, untied it and took it off you. Soon we were lying there naked, and you pushed me onto my back. You started kissing my neck and I started to moan, laying my hands on your head, silently begging for you not to stop.

You slowly kissed down my body, driving me even crazier. When I felt your warm mouth enclose my nipple, I had to moan even louder and I felt my back arch, trying to make you take more of me.

I felt one of your hands caressing my stomach, and then going even farther down until it was nestled between my legs. I knew you could feel my wetness and I spread my legs, hoping you’d touch me, as I wanted you to. You slipped your finger in to me, gliding it slowly through my sex, teasing me.

By now I couldn’t stop moaning, your hand was driving me crazy. You kissed me, and I tried to convey all my need for you, by kissing you back with the same intensity.

As my hips began to rock, you moved your hand faster, and I begged you for more. You looked in to my eyes and kissed me, and then kissed a trail down my body, all the way to my sex. My heart was beating faster and my breathing had become raged as I watched you breathing in my scent.

You then moved down and placed your hands on my thighs as you slipped your tongue in to me, tasting me. We both moaned, although for different reasons.

Your tongue was restless, touching me everywhere until it finally stopped at my clit, which you sucked in to your mouth. That alone could have sent me over the edge, and as I felt you slipping a finger inside me I wondered how long I was going to be able to stop my body from jumping over. You did nothing to help me as you started moving faster and faster until I heard screams and moans. I realized I was the one screaming and moaning a split second before I exploded, coming all over your hand and mouth.

You wrapped me in your arms and I never felt safer. When I regained my strength I kissed you softly, and climbed over you, straddling your hips.

I leaned down and kissed you, loving your mouth and massaging your breasts with my hands.

I felt your hips moving underneath me and I decided it was time I moved myself down. I kissed and sucked and nibbled my way down your body. I knelt between your legs, and when I felt your scent, I moaned with delight.

I felt your eyes on me as I kissed your sex and slipped my tongue between your folds. I felt you shivering and pressing against me, and knew you were close. I slipped a finger inside of you and I let my tongue twirl over your clit. As I heard you moaning my name I applied more pressure. I was afraid that if I didn’t hold you down, I was not going to be able to make you come, and that’s what I most wanted in life right then. To take you there, just as you had taken me.

I felt your fingers grabbing my hair, keeping me there. I wanted to tell you I was not going anywhere, but I reconsidered that when I felt you arching your back.

Your orgasm was intense, but I stayed right where I was until I felt you relax. Then I climbed up your body and kissed you. We held each other and drifted off to sleep, with bright smiles on our faces.

I dreamt of you, as I know you dreamt of me last night. I held you and whispered sweet nothings in your ear. You have no idea how I love to hold you close to me. Such feelings of love, and safety, and peace that I can’t seem to find anywhere else.

Sweet Nothing - Part I

DISCLAIMERS

This work is original although it isn't mine, it belongs to a friend, Anna English. If you wish to give any feedback, let me know and I'll pass it on to her. This is the first part of Sweet Nothings, you can check the second part here.

Also, this includes a explicit sex, so if you are minor, this sort of thing is forbidden where you live, or if two women loving one another is not your cup of tea, please go read something else, there are several “clean” stories out there.

I dreamt of you last night. I held you in my arms and whispered sweet nothings in to your beautiful ear. How I love to feel our bodies pressed together, arms around each other. Such a feeling of love and peace that I wish I could have with me forever.

I whispered that I loved you and how I never wanted to let you go. You told me you felt the same and then we lied there together until you were safely sleeping in my arms. I gently stroked your dark silky hair, molding my body against yours until I too joined you in a sound sleep.

Waking up with you in my arms is like heaven. A feeling that I hope I never lose. I open my eyes to gaze upon your angelic face, watching you sleep peacefully in my arms.

I shift slightly and you roll on to your back, draping your arm over my hip while I look down at you. I lean down and kiss your lips lightly and then watch you for a few moments before I slip in to the shower.

I'm just drying off when you sleepily walk in and wrap your arms around me, kissing my neck softly. I turn around and face you, wrapping you in a close embrace. We stand there for what seems like hours, enjoying the endless love and comfort that neither of us can ever seem to get enough of.

"Good morning sweetheart," I whisper in to your ear.

"Good morning my love," you say as you pull back, looking in to my eyes with more love then anyone could ever imagine.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I always do in your arms,” you say tenderly, leaning in to capture my lips with yours. We kiss passionately for several long minutes and slowly break apart staring in to each other’s eyes.

You grab the towel that has slipped on to the floor and begin to help me dry off. Starting with my feet and working up my legs and across and around my body until I am dry.

Now it is your turn for the shower. You slip out of your nightgown and turn the water on, leaning over the tub. I watch you carefully as my arousal rises in height.

I cannot take my eyes off of you. Your beautiful features and your soft creamy skin never loosing my minds touch. I trace your all too familiar body, loving you with my eyes as you slip in to the shower and my eyes lose contact with you.

I step out in to the room and pull a robe around me as I walk to the kitchen to make our breakfast. I'm just finishing when you walk in, your silk robe pulled loosely around your body, your hair wrapped in a towel. I'm amazed at how young you look.

I smile at you as you take your usual seat at the table and I sit down next to you. I begin to eat but after a moment I look up at you. You're watching me and haven't moved at all. I look at you curiously and then I feel you lightly touch your foot to my ankle, moving up slowly, and then down again. Your foot is dancing on my leg as we stare in to each other’s eyes, never loosing our loving gaze.

Then it's lost and you pick up your fork and begin to eat your breakfast. My heart swells and I feel tears coming to my eyes. I watch you for another moment as I wonder what I ever did to deserve a love so true and pure as the love that you share with me.

After we are done eating you pick up our plates and begin to help me clean the kitchen, a task that is an everyday occasion that we seem to hardly notice anymore. It's become so natural, just like you have become so natural to me.

As I am finishing with the counters you come up to me and slip your arms around my waist, pushing your body against mine. I love when you do this, I love every moment spent with you.

I turn around to face you and our lips lock together again in a deep kiss and my arousal is once again moving up steadily. We kiss each other, exploring every crevice of each other’s mouths.

I raise my hand and gently run my fingers through your hair, which you have released from the towel. You pull back and whisper softly in to my ear. I take your hand as we walk to our bedroom where we lie down together on the bed.

I untie your robe and slip it off your silken body. I look at you, taking you all in, feasting on every curve and crevice of your gorgeous body. I look in to your eyes and my hand begins to massage your right breast, your nipple hardening against my palm.

Reaching around me you untie my robe also and slip it off of me. Soon we are lying naked, our hands molding in to each other’s breasts, our tongues caressing the others.

I move my lips down to your neck and you moan quietly as you lay your hand against my head. Slowly I kiss down your body until my lips are resting against your swollen, hard nipple, which I gently suck in to my mouth.

Your legs spread involuntarily and you arch slightly as you moan. My hand slips down to caress your stomach as you hold me to your breasts, moving from one to the other, giving each an equal amount of attention. My hand works its way down until it is nestled between your legs. I feel your wetness soaking through your slit and on to my hand. Your legs spread and I slip a finger in to you and glide it through your sex slowly and tenderly.

By now you are moving in rhythm with my hand, moaning lovingly in to my ear. I bring my lips back to your eager mouth and we hungrily kiss each other.

My hand begins to move faster as your hips begin to rock, pleading for more pressure. I look in to your eyes and kiss your lips one more time and then I move down your body kissing gently until your sex is right in front of me. I lean back and kneel comfortably between your legs, breathing in your intoxicating scent. I move down and kiss you, placing my hands on the inside of your thighs as I slip my tongue in your slit, tasting your sweet wetness and I begin to moan with you.

My tongue caresses every inch of your sex and comes to rest on your swollen pink clit, which I suck in to my mouth greedily. I slip a finger inside of you and move in a fast steady rhythm until you are shaking underneath me. I move faster with you until you are screaming and moaning my name. Your orgasm is beautiful. A perfect dance guided by our perfect love.

I come back up and wrap you in my arms as you regain your strength. When you are recovered you kiss my lips softly and passionately and climb over me, straddling my hips.

You rest your perfect little hands over my breasts and begin to knead them as you make sweet love to my mouth.

My hips begin to rock and you work your way down my body, kissing and sucking and nibbling in all the right places, then you kneel between my legs and breathe my sex in and moan with delight.

I watch you and moan as your lips gently press to my sex and your tongue eagerly slips between my lips. I shiver and press up against your tongue and you waste no time in slipping your finger inside me, your tongue twirling over my clit. I'm moaning your name as you apply more and more pressure, holding me by my hips. My fingers curl in to your hair and I arch my back as you move so perfectly with my body, knowing exactly what will make me orgasm.

My orgasm is so intense and is just as beautiful as yours, a perfect dance, and a perfect union. You come back up and capture my lips with yours, our juices combining together as we hold each other and drift off to sleep, smiling.

I dreamt of you last night. I held you in my arms and whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and although it was just a dream, I knew you had dreamt of me too. You had held me in your arms and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. How I love to hold you in my arms. Such a feeling of love and peace that I wish I could have with me forever.