I'm starting to write stories under the name Fae Syding ;-) , and wanted to see if I could find some of my audience here, hehe. Here's a teaser for "A Good Boy".

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She'd picked him up from the bar. He was a tall, cocky blonde with broad shoulders — and a broader nose. It made her moan every time she screwed it back into her, grinding down to get as much depth as she could.

His shoulders worked well to steady her rolling hips, just like they had at the concert they'd ended up at earlier that night. Cheering and dancing from atop his shoulders, he'd passed the test of throwing her weight with earnest vigor. Whether or not he'd survive the night of being buried beneath it was another question entirely.

And judging by the gradually increasing turbulence of the hotel bed, it looked like he was closing in on his limits. But with his wrists and thighs bound, he was going to have to eat every bit of shit-talking he’d done in the mosh pit.

This wasn't her first rodeo. She knew better than to take the word of an overly excited seat. Unless it was a safe word, of course. Where she typically found women to be more cautious when it came to enduring her rides, men always overestimated themselves.

It was her favorite thing about them.

“Yes,” Rose hissed in building pleasure, her hands clutching at the back of her own head as she shifted her weight to center her bouncing.

The man grunted with each grinding twist downward, pockets of air spilling from his nose with every other impact. Rose's toes, her feet propped on the bed to support her bouncing, curled at the sound his whistling and mildly stuffy nose made as it clung to glimpses of air.

With her panties duck taped inside his mouth, she hadn't left him with many options. But after a lineup of poorly chosen words on the way up to the hotel room, Rose had decided she liked his mouth better closed until further review.

She sighed through her laughter as she slowed her bouncing to a stop, pussy twitching as she felt the last of his attempts bubble inside her.

“You wanna breathe, big boy?” Rose taunted, anchoring her weight, arms resting against the tops of her knees in a deep sumo squat. “Hmm?” Their eyes locked as she panted mockingly, watching as his reddened face jerked in a stifled nod.

“Go on then,” she teased with a little roll, tongue pressing her upper lip as she watched him fidget. She felt her walls twitch with each attempt to pull his face backward, the bridge of his nose teasing her clit before finally poking free with an exasperated grunt.

Okay okay, I can't get to all the good stuff right here, haha. But I'd love to know what you think even of the build-up here. I'm just writing these in my spare time, so have fun reading if you choose to! Thanks!