Spring Is A Watercolor

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 02:40:48 -0500

”Fuck, you guys are hot together,” Quinn laughed in awe, not sure if they were playing up for each other, or both just too turned on to be modest or filter. “You want cock, baby?” She asked as she kissed Trista deeply, lifting herself off Puck and pulling Tris forward. “Take it,” she instructed as she moved to kneel beside her boyfriend, nudging the head of his soaked cock against Trista’s pussy.

Tris moved forward to kneel over Puck’s hips, letting herself lower, hissing as she lowered herself slowly, “It’s been awhile.” She admitted towards Quinn, because Trent had been gone a lot with Kent and she’d taken to getting her fingers soaked more often than going for the toys. She felt her body stretching to take him in, filling her and making her moan out softly, reaching out to tangle her fingers with Quinn’s and pulling her forward for a quick kiss as she started to ride Puck’s cock.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 02:27:28 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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”Fuck…” Quinn inhaled sharply, watching Puck intently and almost wishing she’d through to record it. “I want to see you on his cock… it feels so good, Tris… he’s so hard and long… I can feel it throbbing… do you want it?” She tempted, riding it hard as she groped her girlfriend. “What about you, Puckerman… are you horny for her tight pussy?”

Tris gasped as she writhed on Puck’s tongue, Quinn’s words only serving to fuel her on as she locked hazy eyes on Quinn, “Please… I want it so bad.” She whimpered out, fingers trailing over Quinn’s hole where it was stretched wide around Puck’s cock, touching both of them, “Let me ride him, please… I want to sit on it. So horny for something thick.”

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 02:16:58 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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Quinn giggled as she leaned forward to catch Trista’s lips, nodding as she did. “Very good… ah… idea,” she panted, hitching as Puck touched her. She reached out to pull Trista’s shirt up over her head, kneading her breasts through her bra as she rode Puck slowly, making it easier for his hand to stay on her clit. “So hot… both of you,” she moaned, dropping one hand down between Trista’s legs to slip a finger inside her pussy.

Tris sighed out softly as she was finally filled again, Quinn’s finger not quite enough, but much better than nothing as she shifted to let her finger rub her from the inside, eyes fluttering closed as she kissed Quinn and grabbed for one of her hands on her breasts, pressing her hand roughly against her skin, just wanting a little more friction everywhere, body coiled tense and tight and riding high on sensation, “Do you want to watch me ride him?” She asked curiously.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 02:05:41 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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”Oh god…” Quinn gasped, the words coming out of Trista’s mouth making her tighter on Puck’s cock as she bounced up and down while rubbing her own clit desperately. “Yes, yesyesyes… I want her on your cock, too… if she wants it,” she insisted, knowing that Trista had been hold and cold on that detail. “Holy fuck,” she huffed as she watched Puck lick Trista’s pussy, and it was hotter than she could have imagined. “Ahhh…. oh. Hold on,” she whined, pullling herself off Puck’s cock to leap across the room and dig her phone out of her purse before jumping back on Puck’s hardon and pushing it inside herself. “Ah. Mmm, need a picture, I’m gonna take one. Just for me,” she promised, holding her camera in front of Trista’s pussy and snapping a picture of Puck’s tongue inside it.

Tris let herself rock and whimper as she rode Puck’s tongue, single minded as she bit her lips to hold back her whines. His tongue was hot and wet over her clit, skilled as it slipped inside of her and she could feel her pussy clenching and threatening to come as he hit a good spot. But she wasn’t nearly ready for it to be over, and she spread her legs wider to let Quinn get a good picture, panting with slightly furrowed brows as she tried to remember to breathe, “This was a good idea.” She teased breathlessly, eyes on Quinn.

wintersons: The Secret Handshake - I Wish (Skee-Lo cover)

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:57:49 -0500

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The Secret Handshake - I Wish (Skee-Lo cover)

maraaanicole: Every Time We Touch | Cascada

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:54:27 -0500

maraaanicole:

Every Time We Touch | Cascada

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:44:50 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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Quinn whimpered at Trista’s words accompanied by the feeling of being filled with cock while Trista watched. “Mmm… yeah, baby,” she nodded, reaching between Trista’s legs to play with her clit as she looked at Puck. “Do you want a pussy on your face, Puckerman?” She asked darkly, slipping a finger into Tris and fucking her for a few pumps before sliding out and nudging her toward the boy. “Eat her pussy? She wants it, Puck… tell him you want it, Tris,” she prompted, desperate to hear them talk dirty to each other, something she’d replay over and over again, she thought, as she pulled her dress up over her head, leaving her completely naked as she bounced on Puck’s cock.

Tris rolled her hips into Quinn’s hand, humped against her for a few delicious moments before Quinn was slipping away and leaving her empty, making her whine at the loss. She moved away to look towards Puck, running a hand through his mohawk, tugging gently as she petted at it, “Please lick me. I’m so wet. Just wanna ride someone’s tongue.” She whimpered, reaching for his hand to press it under her skirt, twining her fingers with his as she rode against him, “Suck my clit, Puck… Quinn wants to see it.”

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:29:43 -0500

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Quinn felt her pussy clench as she watched Trista wrap Puck’s cock, her hand around him being one of the hottest things she’d ever seen, and she almost made mention about wondering if that was how it looked when she played with Trent, before remembering that wasn’t her secret to tell. “I love watching you together,” she admitted to them both, in case there was any question. She shifted to pull her panties down and toss them off the bed, her skirt soft and teasing against her bare ass she she straddled over Puck’s cock and wrapped her hand around Trista’s at the base. “Hold him for me,” she requested as she took the tip and started a slow slide down.

Tris bit her lip as she watched Quinn’s body stretch to take in Puck’s cock. She teased his balls with her fingertips as she watched Quinn sink down, holding him steady for her, squeezing gently, “That’s so sexy, Quinn… So sexy.” Her heart was beating fast as she felt Quinn’s wetness touch her hand and she pulled away to let Quinn sink all the way, putting herself up on her knees to press her lips to Quinn’s, kissing her slow and deep as Puck’s fingers stroking her from the inside. She pressed kisses up her jaw to whisper against her ear, “Ask him to eat me til I get close? Then he can put you on your back and fuck you while I squirt against your lips. Is that okay?”

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:16:17 -0500

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”Oh my god… Tris,” Quinn whimpered, trying to see around the arch of her hips to watch what Puck was doing behind her. “So good… feels so good,” she whined, words hitchy and high as she reached under the girl to rub her tits. “Puck? ….Condom,” she instructed, pointing to her bedside table where she kept a box of condoms in the drawer for when Puck came over. “I want on,” she explained, squeezing Puck hard and stroking tight.

Tris pulled back to breathe, sitting back and accidentally putting herself down harder on Puck’s fingers, forcing out a low whine as she shifted and rocked, leaning over them to grand for condoms where Quinn had pointed, bringing the box back with her as she fumbled for a packet, “I want to do it.” She admitted, ripping into the foil disc and reaching for Puck’s cock to slide the condom down.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 00:55:14 -0500

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”Fuuuck,” Quinn groaned out as she felt Trista’s tounge against her, right where she wanted it, and her pussy dripped against the girl’s tounge as she watched Puck touch under Trista’s skirt. “Oh god, that’s so hot,” she panted, spreading her legs a little wider over Puck’s thighs as she unzipped his jeans, popping the button with both hands and parting the fabric before tugging at his boxers until his cock was free. “Like this?” She questioned breathily, rocking gently against Trista’s tongue as she stroked Puck up and down.

Tris whined quietly against Quinn’s skin, lips working against her clit before pressing in further, parting her as she slid a firm tongue over her hole, tasting her and making soft noises in the back of her throat as she spread her legs wider, pressing back against Puck’s fingers as she squirmed. She lifted one hand to brush against Quinn’s hole under her skirt, teasing soft, wet skin.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 00:35:01 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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Quinn’s eyelids felt heavy as the rest of her body followed suit, hot and thick with lust and need as she watched Trista’s hand rub over Puck’s cock. “She knows what she’s doing when you put her hand between your legs,” she confirmed with a giggle, leaning down to press a soft kiss to both of their mouths. “I want… you two to figure it out,” she lilted seductively, lifting up her skirt and pulling her panties to the side to expose her swollen clit and wet lips.

Tris felt herself heat as she watched Quinn expose herself, found herself licking her lips again and moving in without thinking, hand still working over Puck as she bent down to flick her tongue gently over Quinn’s skin, finding her clit and licking over it with slow intent, moaning softly at the taste of her and the sudden feeling of Puck’s hand carding through her hair.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 00:18:46 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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Quinn hummed softly as her mind shut down, focused on nothing but touching and feeling and love. She grinned a little wickedly as she pushed Puck off of her, laying him flat to the matress beside Tris and straddling his thighs, looking down as she grabbed Trista’s hand and pulled it over to press it palm down over the bulge in Puck’s pants. “Mmm… good,” she whispered almost to no one but herself. “Do you like that?” She asked, eyes flickering between them both.

Tris watched Quinn move Puck onto his back, following them over and letting Quinn take her hand, feeling her breath catch as she felt Puck hard and long through his pants, her body immediately responding and she was feeling a little sheepish over the soaked scrap of fabric between her thighs. She licked her lips as her eyes caught Quinn’s, nodding as she gave Puck’s cock a soft squeeze through his pants, whimpering when his hips rocked upwards in response.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 00:06:13 -0500

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Quinn’s entire body was thrumming, alive with anxiety and arousal and interest, excited to have a new type of sex with the two people she loved most in the world. “My bed… sounds like a good place,” she confirmed with a soft laugh, standing still for a moment before realizing she should move, starting up the stairs and smiling at herself as she let her hips sway exaggeratedly while she mounted the steps and lead Puck and Tris into her room.

Tris watched Quinn with rapt attention, eyes lingering on the curves of her hips and the swell of her ass under the skirt, unable to pull her focus away as she followed her up the stairs, “This might actually be the death of me.” She teased, though her voice was a little shaky with arousal and intrigue as she followed Quinn into her room, not pausing as she stepped towards her to put arms around her waist and nipping at her neck.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Sun, 29 Jan 2012 23:57:01 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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Quinn smiled at Puck’s words, and again at Trista’s voice, pulling away to look at her girlfriend over Puck’s shoulder. “Oh… hello there,” she greeted playfully, looking over Trista’s body. “You look…” She started, breath and words catching in her throat as she giggled. “You dressed up for my boyfriend, you coy minx,” she teased playfully, reaching out to take a hand from each of them to lead them into the house. “Come in, it’s cold… and I’d rather stay hot.”

Tris flushed guiltily as she grinned, giving Quinn a playful bat of her eyes and shooting Puck a grin, letting Quinn grab her hand as she led them into the house, “Maybe I dressed up a little bit… But don’t tell me that neither of you appreciate a short skirt?” She teased, giving Puck a curious look as she pressed in closer to Quinn.

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck

Sun, 29 Jan 2012 23:46:04 -0500

It's Pucky Puck: Trinnuck:

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There was something ridiculously obscene about boxers tented by a hard cock, Puck observed as he rifled around for a nice pair of jeans. He was glad that they were doing this at Quinn’s house, sure that there’d be some awkward posturing or something if they weren’t on shared territory. But he was…

The threesome had been on Quinn’s mind for long enough for her to know it wasn’t just an impulse made by her body. She’d been thinking it through for weeks, weighing the pros and cons, and aside from the possibility of one of the random five or so people connected to them all by six degrees being unexpectedly hurt, she couldn’t really find any real downsides. So, she was excited and wet for it to happen, sure that it was a positive thing, and knowing that it would be the best sex of her life.

She pulled open the door with a sheepish grin, something about knowing that Puck knew she was wet under her skirt getting her even more excited. “Hey, handsome” She greeted, sliding a hand over Puck’s shoulder and down his back, pulling him in for a kiss.

Tris grabbed her toothbrush and an overnight bag, just in case she ended up staying at Quinn’s. She wasn’t exactly sure of the etiquette when it came to one night stand threesomes. Especially when she was dating one of the people involved, and it included said person’s boyfriend. It wasn’t a problem in her mind, but she still wasn’t sure if that meant she’d be staying over, if he would, or if they’d both be. Better to be safe than sorry was her thought process as she tossed some extra cute pajamas and panties into the bag.

She slid out of her pajamas, and into a short skirt and matching top. Thin black panties followed before she found suitable shoes. Maybe she was trying to impress, she admitted. She didn’t necessarily need to prove anything to Puck, but she wanted to look her best nonetheless. That taken care of, she made the short but chilly trek to her car and headed towards Quinn. She was excited… Nervous for what literally qualified as her first ever threesome, but still excited as she pulled up to Quinn’s, seeing Quinn and Puck on the steps and wondering if she should wait, but deciding that if they were doing this, they may as not do it halfway. She got out to approach them with a little hesitance, “Hope I’m not late to the party.”

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Sun, 29 Jan 2012 23:33:11 -0500

Never Shout Never - Can’t Stand It Baby, I love you I...

Mon, 02 Jan 2012 02:43:00 -0500

Never Shout Never - Can’t Stand It

Baby, I love you
I never want to let you go
The more I think about,
The more I want to let you know…
That everything you do,
Is super fuckin’ cute
And I can’t stand it

I’ve been searching for
A girl that’s just like you
Cause I know
That your heart is true

Baby, I love you
I never want to let you go
The more I think about,
The more I want to let you know…
That everything you do,
Is super duper cute
And I can’t stand it

Let’s sell all our shit,
And run away
To sail the ocean blue
Then you’ll know,
That my heart is true yeah

Baby, I love you
I never want to let you go
The more I think about,
The more I want to let you know…
That everything you do,
Is super duper cute
And I can’t stand it

You, you got me where you want me
Cause I’ll do anything to please you
Just to make it through…
Another year

You, I saw you across the room
And I knew that this was gonna
Blossom into something beautiful.
You’re beautiful.

Baby, I love you
I never want to let you go
The more I think about,
The more I want to let you know…
That everything you do,
Is super duper cute
And I can’t stand it

Baby, I love you
I never want to let you go
The more I think about,
The more I want to let you know…
That everything you do,
Is super duper cute
And I can’t stand it

And I can’t stand it
No I can’t stand it.

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Mon, 02 Jan 2012 02:13:25 -0500

Fool Everyone - A Rocket to the Moon

Mon, 02 Jan 2012 02:03:51 -0500

Fool Everyone - A Rocket to the Moon

Spring Is A Watercolor: Christmas Eve

Sun, 25 Dec 2011 03:59:16 -0500

Spring Is A Watercolor: Christmas Eve:

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Tris relaxed as Quinn hugged her, gave her the reassurance she needed that what she was saying wasn’t stupid or presumputous or couldn’t match up to Quinn’s gift, though she was sure that she’d never find anything that did. She breathed in deeply and held it, really not wanting to tear up, really not one for turning into mush at emotions, preferring to tough it out, but this was different, and she smiled as Quinn kissed her cheek, pulling the girl into her lap so she could wrap her arms tight around her middle and press her lips to Quinn’s, “You have no idea how long I’ve been looking for you.” She murmured honestly, “I’m so happy. I love you.”

Quinn cuddled into Tris and nodded, trying to let the calm warmth between them settle her emotions, so she could just exist and be happy. “Soulmates. Besties. Hoes before bros,” she laughed, wanting to add ‘maybe except Noah,’ but deciding that this wasn’t a time to be thinking of him. She could have tomorrow for that. Right now was just her and Trista. “You are perfect… and iii… am taking you to bed now, if you don’t mind,” she grinned, moving off Trista and standing in front of the couch, pulling the girl to her feet. “So, Miss Tris… will you come to bed with me?” She asked with a lilt, words low as she pressed Trista’s hand flat to her stomach where the lingerie parted to show her skin.

Tris let her hands rub gently up Quinn’s back before moving them to let her move away, letting Quinn pull her to the feet and feeling her stomach drop heavily as she smoothed her hand to Quinn’s stomach, humming softly and leaning forward to press a line of hot kisses up Quinn’s neck, “You can take me anywhere you want to go, I’ll follow you.” She promised seriously, reaching with her other hand to grasp at Quinn’s hand, “Lead the way, gorgeous. I want to wake up with you on… S’technically Christmas morning, but I want to wake up in your bed. After kissing you for as long as possible.”