#kiarra talks

[kiarrahatesboyss]

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#kiarra talks

[blueicequeen19]

Dirty Hot Pogue Pt. 6

Warnings: threats, violence, oral, mild smut, insecurities, jealousy.

Series ML

You can't help your satisfied smirk as you bring the champagne flute to your lips, watching as the vein in Bryce's forehead threatens to burst. Both your parents seemed displeased as well but you could avoid them tonight if you tried.

You feel a familiar set of eyes on you and you glance over, seeing JJ's knowing smirk as he handed out drinks. It made you blush as you downed the last of your drink.

You'd just had your grand entrance and Bryce's smile fell as soon as he saw the strapless blue dress you'd changed into at the last minute. Along with the heels JJ had endlessly fucked you in. You could tell Bryce wanted to object but it was too late. You were already here and everyone had already seen the two of you. Now his precious pictures were ruined and you felt oddly satisfied by that. You were tired of pretending to please everyone else. It was getting harder and harder to force a smile at these events. Not when you knew what waited for you at the beach house.

You stayed by Bryce's side for as long as you could take it. He could easily kiss the ass of any middle aged person here but you could see the tension he carried in his shoulders or how his hand dug into your waist whenever you tried to put distance between the two of you. Finally, you rip out of his hold and sit down at your assigned table, downing another flute of champange as Bryce and his goons fill the rest of the seats.

"We need to talk about your attitude." Bryce leans over, his arm hanging onto the back of your chair as he hisses in your ear.

"Back off or I'll cause a scene." You growl back, leaning away from him as you fight to remain calm.

"You've been causing a scene all night. First this fucking dress and now acting like it disgusts you to be touched by me. What's your problem?"

"Maybe you should fuck her into place." One of his friends chuckles from across the table. You shoot him a shitty look but Bryce ignores the comment, his eyes wide as he stays too close.

"Drinks?" You fight the overwhelming urge to panic as JJ appears at your table. Your heart starts beating uncontrollably with him so close. Bryce would hurt him. Whether it be physical or publicly.

"No, we're fine. Thank you." You force out, not looking at him but Bryce leans away, straightening in his seat as he eyes JJ. You could feel the angry vibe radiating off him. He'd seen what was happening with Bryce and was intervening.

"You could clear off this fucking table. Think a Pogue could manage that?" Another of Bryce's goons snaps. God, why did he come over here?

"Sure." JJ clips, rounding the table and picking up the empty glasses. It's not until he's made it back around that Bryce's foot shoots out, tripping JJ and causing him to drop the whole tray of glasses onto the floor. You visibly jerk, resisting the urge to go to him. Bryce notices, glaring at you as JJ and another waiter pick up the broken pieces of glass.

"Get us some more drinks after you clean that up, Pogue." Bryce calls over his shoulder, not even looking at JJ.

"Pogues are people too." Your eyes widen at the sound of Kiarra's voice behind you. JJ stands, the broken glass and tray taken by the other waiter.

"Kie, let it go." JJ warns, his hands balled into tight fists at his sides. Kiarra ignores him.

"Did you know that, Bryce? That no one is beneath you. That you don't own anybody."

"Walk away, Pogue Slut. Did you make it through the whole group yet or you looking for some Kook dick to fill your time?" Kiarra and JJ step forward at the same time as you jump to your feet, throwing a full glass of water in Bryce's face.

"Enough." You hiss, turning and disappearing inside before anyone can think. You're almost to the locker rooms when a firm hand grabs your wrist, yanking you to a stop.

"You little bitch. You humiliate me then run?" Bryce snarls, yanking you into a private family restroom with a locking door, away from everyone else. You resist, fear choking you as you claw at his tight grip trying to plant your heels.

"Bryce! You're hurting me!" You cry just as the door is shoved back open and you barely catch a glimpse of a black uniform and blonde hair before Bryce is shoved away from you. JJ grabs Bryce by his suit collar before delivering a brutal blow to his gut with his knee. Bryce doubles over, gasping in pain before JJ forces him to his knees next to the toilet. You'd never seen JJ like this. He was feral and enraged.

"You enjoy hurting women? I'll show you what happens to bitches like you on The Cut." JJ snarls before shoving Bryce's face into the toilet and flushing. You stand there frozen, in fear or shock, you weren't sure. JJ pulls Bryce's head out of the bowl, letting his couch and sputter before doing it again.

"Stop! JJ, stop!" You sob, not realizing you're crying until someone else shoves past you and yanks JJ's arm back. You catch a glimpse of dark curly hair and a red dress, your body bristles as Kiarra shouts at JJ, pulling him away from Bryce.

"Stop it. Stop. Pull yourself together. Do you want to go to jail?" You hear Kiarra snap at him. His face hardens as he watches Bryce cough and choke on the bathroom floor. You can't move or look away from the terrifying look on his face. He'd almost killed Bryce for touching you.

"Get off me." JJ jerks his arm from Kiarra, his darkened eyes finding yours. His dark gaze scans over you before he marches out with Kiarra on his heels. You look to Bryce, your anger finally trumping your fear. You don't know what would've happened if JJ hadn't interveined. His methods were brutal but necessary.

"It's him, isn't it?" Bryce asks between coughs, his face bright red from his spot on the floor. You try to school your expression, not wanting to give Bryce any ammunition. "He's the one you're fucking." Bryce starts to laugh, leaning his head against the tile wall.

"This is over Bryce." You fight to keep your voice even and calm despite the sudden relief you feel of being rid of him.

"This--," Bryce gestures between the two of you then to the door where JJ left, "--is far from over. I'm going to ruin you both. You'll be working for tips on the Cut by the time I'm done with you." You normally wouldn't take anything Bryce says seriously but you know his pride is wounded and he's been humiliated multiple times tonight by you and JJ. That sadistic smirk on his face only proved that he would be out for blood.

"We're done, Bryce. Don't act like this was anything more than to help your social standing. I know you've been fucking that teacher, who's married, and I know about your house keeper. You're not innocent in this so don't threaten me." Bryce continues to smile, staring up at the ceiling with his head rested against the wall.

"And you think he's so perfect? The only difference between us is that I have money and he doesn't. And what about his other little girl friend? You haven't heard the rumors about Kiarra making her way through the group?" Bryce grins, finally meeting your eyes as he confirms all your suspicions. Bryce knew everything about everybody. Why would he lie? Your stomach knots and all the alcohol you'd consumed threatens to come back up. You step back, masking your hurt with a look of utter disgust.

"Go fuck yourself." You turn away, throwing the door open just as his laugh meets your ears. JJ and Kiarra were no where in sight and you were thankful. You might actually throw up if you saw them together right now. You went in the opposite direction of the party and stumbled to the parking lot. It's not until you're alone in the dark that you realize you'd left your phone and clutch on the table back at the party. You groan loudly, throwing your head back. You'd also rode with your parents so you couldn't exactly ask them to take you home.

"Having problems, princess?" You turn towards the voice, relieved that it didn't belong to JJ or Bryce.

"I need a favor." You say, not caring in this particular moment about owing Rafe Cameron anything.

"Name it."

You don't go to the beach house that night. Or the next several. It's not until your parents undying bickering over Bryce gets to be too much that you finally go there to hide. You didn't want to see JJ. You didn't want to face anything that had happened. Rumor was already spreading that you were cheating on Bryce with a Pogue and you just wanted to hide. You didn't want the added stress that came with JJ and Kiarra. You couldn't shake the image from your head of the way she had looked at him. It shouldn't mean anything but it did.

It's still early in the day when you show up, kicking your sandals off on the porch and immediately going inside to make some eggs. You round the corner to reach the open kitchen when you stop abruptly, seeing his shirtless back as he fries something on the stove. You debated running but he'd catch you and you were exhausted. Physically and mentally. You were torn between wanting to fight him and wanting him to hold you. Your life had completely fallen apart in the matter of a few days. It's not until he turns around that you gasp, taking in his beaten and bruised face as he scrapes scrambled eggs onto a plate. His eyes meet yours and you fight back tears, everything else seeming to dissolve.

"What happened?" You choke, inching closer to the counter but staying opposite of him.

"Bryce's buddies jumped me." JJ says calmly, adding salt and pepper to his eggs before taking a biteful. He points to a bruise you hadn't noticed on his ribs and your heart breaks further. "This one is from my dad." His dad was abusive?

"I'm so sorry." Your hands shake as you round the island, slowly coming to stand next to him. He was only in his shorts so he must've still been sleeping here.

"Don't be sorry. Just be with me. No more hiding." JJ offers you a bite of the eggs and you happily accept. You eat together in silence, letting him feed you as you simply just stand next to each other. It's not until the kitchen has been cleaned that he finally turns to face you, his arms crossed over his broad chest.

"So what did Bryce say?" You peer up at him under your lashes, secretly hating how well he could read you.

"He made threats." You say softly, leaning against the opposite counter. Your stomach was in a knot. You didn't know how you'd handle this once it all came out.

"And?"

"And.. he said that Kiarra has been with you and all your friends." JJ sighs, shaking his head and shooting an arrow through your already fragile heart.

"It's not like that." JJ says softly, catching your arm as you turn to leave. You didn't want to hear it. The thought of him with her made you sick to your stomach. "Listen to me." JJ bites out, pinning you against the counter as you fight against him.

"Stop, I don't want to hear it." Tears fill your eyes and he growls, spinning you around and forcing you to bend over the counter. "What are you doing?" You snap, just as he pushes down on your back so your chest meets the cold counter top.

"Distracting you. You need to get out of your fucking head." JJ's angry growl meets you ears in time for you to gasp as he yanks your shorts down your legs and unties your bikini bottoms before shoving his face between your cheeks and lapping up your cunt like a starved man. A zap of pleasure shoots through your body as you reach up on your toes, panting with need. You wanted to get away from the pleasures of his mouth while also begging him to never stop.

“JJ, oh god, oh god.” His skilled fingers enter you from behind, taking you to a swift mind blowing orgasm that has your knees giving out. You swear you’ll hit the floor but JJ scoops you up, taking you over to the couch before coming down on top of you.

“Wait, we’ll make a mess.” You hiss, worried your parents might show up one day and see a mysterious stain on the fabric.

“That’s a job well down.” JJ’s clothes hit the flower before he kneels on the couch, slapping his cock against your clit. You wanted him more than anything. You were buzzing with anticipation but you stop him at the last second with a hand to his chest, that question still at the back of your mind.

“Did you ever sleep with Kiara?” You blurt it out before you can change your mind. His eyes widen in surprise for a moment but the pause tells you what you didn’t really want to know.

“Y/N—.”

“Why didnt you work out? I mean you’re still friends right?” The emotion chokes you as you fight the urge to cry over Bryce being right.

“Y/N please—.” You pull your body away from his, putting distance between you now that the moment was thoroughly ruined.

“Answer me.” You snap, anger getting the best of you now.

“Because we’re too different in some ways.” JJ sighs, sitting down on the couch and looking at you with sad eyes. “In my mind she’ll always be a.. Kook and I’ll always be a Pogue. She’ll never understand me or what it’s like to have nothing.” You suck in a breath and his head hangs, what needed to happen hanging between the two of you like dead weight.

You get to your feet to find your clothes, ignoring as he calls your name. When JJ grabs you again he’s no longer naked but he has tears in his eyes. Tears you hated and didn’t want to see or you’d crumble.

“Please, it was so long ago and we were young. It was weird for us. We never dated.” JJ attempts to pull you against him as you try to leave but you slap his hands away, taking a moment to realize this was your house and you didn’t have to leave. You sit your stuff back down, putting your walls back up as you put space between your bodies.

“Talk to me.”

“I want you to leave and I don’t ever want to see you again.” Hurt flashes across his face for a moment before his expression hardens, his head shaking like he doesn’t believe you.

“No.”

You move to turn away from him, your anger boiling over but he pulls you back, his own anger simmering on the surface.

“Don’t shut me out because two can play that game and you’ll find out that I play it better. I don’t want Kie, I want you.”

Tears fill your eyes as you look back at him, your heart shattering in your chest. Maybe you and Kiara had something in common after all. You were both in love with a Pogue while having Kook status. Sure she slummed it with the Pogues but you never lose your Kook title. Neither of you would ever “understand” him. You were too different.

You lick your lips as you square off with him, hoping that your words will drive your point home.

“I don’t want to see you anymore. We’re just too different.”

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[scarlovesdance]

hiii everyone! i’m scarlett, & since i’m new here i’ll introduce myself 💋

i’ve loved dance my whole life and the past few years i’ve been watching it more and gotten obsessed! i’ve always wanted to talk with others abt my favs & opinions i have so here i am

(even tho idk how this app works at all 😭)

some of my fav … ->

styles: contemporary & jazz

top 4 studios: the rock, p21, larkin, mather

choreographer: talia favia

top 3 dancers: savannah kristich, kiarra waidelich, briar nolet

fav solo/duet/group: après moi (savannah kristich), caravel (kiarra & easton), beautiful truth (the rock)

i’m so indecisive omg that took a while to narrow down, anyway, one thing abt me is i’m going to ramble on abt my favorite moments in dance history a lot and talk abt my favs so much!

that’s a lil gist of what i love in dance! so hyped for nationals szn, 2023! 🤭

#dance

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Here's How To Have More Intense Orgasms During Sex, According To Experts

Arousal is a major key.

Kiarra Sylvester

Jun. 10, 2022 05:05PM EST

In addition to getting to the bag, the girlies want to know how to get to the orgasm – the intense ones that make you feel like you have superpowers. The topic of women and orgasm is often discussed and it’s mostly because they don’t happen often when, in reality, they should be! However, many factors work against women including society’s centering on male pleasure and penis people with antiquated rhetoric that implies women are meant to provide pleasure – not to receive it.

And even when men don’t think about this we’ve spent so many centuries discussing male pleasure–from the biblical to the pornographic that even the most well-meaning men can’t or don’t know how to deliver. This is not to say that there aren’t men out there who have an attitude that says “girl, fuck you” but that there’s lots of wiggle room for learning. As is the case for anyone.

In the words of one of my favorite TikToks (yes, my ability to speak TikTok is now a prerequisite of writing): prepare to be sick of me. Why? Because I’m that girl, the one willing to talk to you until you’re blue in the face (and maybe elsewhere) on this subject matter. I want you and your partner to be able to read the room, and while communication will play a large role in that, so will knowledge which comes in various forms (communication included).

However, today – here and now – we asked 3 experts about the best ways to reach uber-intense orgasms with your partner. Here’s what they had to say. 

Add More Clitoral Stimulation Before & During Penetration

“There are two major reasons why people with vulvas get the short end of the orgasm gap: penetration, especially intercourse, often doesn't stimulate the clitoris enough to help the person get to orgasm (the clit is the homolog to the penis and tends to be the center of sexual sensation for those who have one); and also, stimulation often doesn't go on long enough to help a person get to orgasm. This doesn't mean you should believe what you read in your spam–that a person with a penis needs to last all night. But, it does mean that the duration and focus of stimulation usually matters.

"So it will help to make sure the partner with the vulva is fully aroused when penetration intercourse begins. Often that is also sidelined--but what some call foreplay and I call arousal activities is what's missing in many couples' sex lives. Longer-duration intercourse can be great too–but only if the person being penetrated is fully turned on when it commences. Thrusting does not generally turn on a not-yet-turned-on person. It can even feel irritating, painful, or worse.

"From this, you may have noticed that I am advocating for high arousal. You pretty much cannot have amazing orgasms (or most orgasms) without it. From there, duration may make the orgasm even more amazing. But being turned on first is key. And of course, more clitoral stimulation (whether it is either partner adding pleasurable stimulation to the clit; oral sex; or playing with a vibrator before or during intercourse) are other ways to make this magic happen.” - Carol Queen, Ph.D., Good Vibrations Staff Sexologist

Experiment With Learning How to Have a Cervical Orgasm

"What you probably haven’t heard of is the cervical orgasm. But don’t fret, that’s only because there’s little research to confirm or deny its existence. The cervical orgasm concept is potentially authentic, but I personally question whether this is more of a whole-body experience that’s producing a releasing effect. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t there. The cervix is a donut-shaped portion of the uterus that’s made entirely of cartilage. Located at the lower end of the uterus, the cervix prevents whatever enters the vagina from going deeper than it should. 

"The center of this inch-long tube is said to be highly sensitive. When stimulated, it produces a strong orgasmic reaction that runs through the body, though its power is entirely dependent on the individual. The issue with orgasms stemming from the cervix is that, unlike the vagina and clitoris, there aren’t many nerve endings in the area, which is why a cervical orgasm is actually the result of other nerves–like the clitoris–being stimulated. It’s quite possible that some women do have innervation or nerve conduction, and therefore experience sensation at the cervix or near the cervix. But it’s not a common place for women to report orgasmic responses.

"However, there is indeed a sacred or goddess spot located just under the cervix that promotes an ecstatic orgasmic response. The best way to encourage cervical orgasms is through deep penetration. And fret not, men with 'below-average penises,' because deep penetration can be achieved through toys as well. Because no one orgasm is alike, the best way to find out how deep penetration works for you is through regular experimentation. In this case, gauge which speed and depth feel best for your partner.

"Additionally, I recommend experimenting with cervical orgasm when the woman is already aroused, as the flood of chemicals makes the deep thrusting sensations feel more amazing than painful. I also believe the best odds at attaining a cervical orgasm is to attempt it during or close to ovulation as the cervix is lower and easier to reach. Do not continue if it’s painful. Instead, keep her aroused. Lube helps. Cervical orgasms are easiest to achieve when women are close to orgasm. 

"But most of all, it’s important to note that you must be gentle when experimenting with the cervix as it is an entirely new sensation that can cause pain. Let her lead the way. This is for her benefit, after all.” - Dr. Mike Anderson, Ph.D., Sex & Relationship Expert

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Give the Body Ample Time To Be Efficiently Aroused

“It's true that a lot of women aren't reaching their full orgasmic potential. If a vagina owner is not efficiently aroused before starting penetration or clit stimulation, it’s not going to result in the orgasm of their fullest potential. Don't skip the build-up. It's a major factor that determines how intense your orgasm is. Get aroused, build it up to the heavens, and then get into direct stimulation! Edging might be a great way to reach intensified orgasm quickly or try simultaneous stimulation for an intense blended orgasm.

"It's all about arousal level and build-up time. To really get the most out of penetration or any kind of vulvic stimulation, you need to be efficiently aroused. Getting to that point may look different for everyone. But if you can spend ample time teasing, touching, or talking (whatever floats your boat), your orgasm will thank you. [When you] give your body time to respond to the stimulus the vulva and vagina will fill with blood making every touch that much more blissful.” - Lauren Johnson, co-founder of sexual wellness & sex education brand Berry Lemon

The one thing that stands out from each expert is that there are two keys when providing a more intense orgasm for your partner which require arousal and stimulation. Though each expert provided various ways to achieve a more intense orgasm, the recipe begins and ends with these two things. In my opinion, it translates to attentiveness – requiring selflessness and time – so do be sure that you’re able to provide your partner with these things when pleasure is on the table. 

That's the tried and true recipe for a more intense orgasm with your partner.

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[tutuprincesse]

I know people are talking about how Crystal might win all 4 age divisions and comparing to Kiarras “curse” where she won all but senior and saying the same could happen to Crystal. But idk I think Crystal is very special, if anyone can do it, it’s her - especially because she’d have 2 shots at senior

Obviously it's too early to be saying anything for certain, but yea, I definitely think if anyone could do it, Crystal could!

[pas-de-bouryas]

No one’s talking about the fact that we are almost definitely going to see miss kiarra waidelich snag mini junior teen and senior best dancer very soon 😳😳 what an icon

almost definitely you say 🤔🤔

#dont forget you have two time winner ava wagner and QUEEN brianna too

[519magazine]

[birdgowrl]

who do you reckon the most talked about dancers are agmonst the BTF faculty

definitely crystal huang, savannah manzel & maybe skylar wong, lilly anderson, kiarra wadelich & finley ashfield?? also they prob talk abt kiera sun a lot.

[kiarrahatesboyss]

How many times has your account gotten wiped atp 😭 and why am i just finding it now

HIII literally like i tried to open tumblr one day and it asked me to log in so i tried to and it would just bounce back to asking me to log in and i thought mobile was bugged so i asked my girlfriend. and she said it wasn't for her. but i assumed it was for me until i opened tumblr where like. when you click a link in another app and your phone opens a baby safari. do you know what i mean. and it said my account was terminated. and i was like ...... Ok. and emailed them to ask why and to have my account back and they didn't reply after weeks so i just made a new account. and they still haven't replied. i have no idea why they terminated me

also hi omg i missed you

#kiarra talks #asks

[blueicequeen19]

Situationship

Warnings: toxic, fighting, unprotected sex, oral, jealousy, angst

I didn’t go to the bar tonight because I knew if I did I’d spend the night in a cell with Shoupe calling me every name under the sun. Hell, he’d probably put me next to my dad to try and teach me a lesson.

Instead, I’m pacing in my apartment while Kie sends me snaps of my “situationship” dancing and flirting with anything that buys her a drink. I told Kie I didn’t want to know but she doesn’t listen. Kie’s my best friend and wants me to cut Y/N off but I can’t. My head won’t let her go. Certainly not my dick either. There’s just something about the way she looks at me. Only me.

My phone buzzes with another notification but I don’t want to look. I don’t. But I do. It’s a video from her.

“Wish you were here. I need someone to lick up this vodka I just spilled down my top.” She blows a kiss and the video ends but not before showing her cleavage. I think I feel my teeth shatter with how hard I clench my jaw.

This fucking girl.

“Come over and I’ll lick whatever you want.” I text back. She immediately reads it.

“Why should I? There’s plenty of guys here willing to lick up whatever I want.”

“Because you like when I do that thing with my tongue.”

There’s a long pause after she reads it. I walk over to the fridge and grab my unopened bottle of Jack after sitting my phone on the counter. I watch my phone as I chug from the bottle, savoring the burn and the calm it brings my nerves. I was not getting through this night sober.

I sit the half empty bottle down as the three dots appear. Then they stop. Was I really going to let a girl get me caught up like this? I could have anyone on this island. But Y/N had my balls in a vice.

I look down at my phone just as a picture message from Kie appears. I click on it, my stomach in knots.

Sure enough it’s Y/N kissing some guy. Although it looks like he kissed her by the way she’s leaning away and her lips are pulled back. Still. Another man has his hands on her. His mouth on her. I throw the half empty bottle into the sink and glass flies everywhere. I’d keep going but I hear the sound of my door opening and shutting. Only one person has a key.

Y/N appears in the entry way of the kitchen, big doe eyes pleading with me along with a slight pout on her lips.

“You’re mad.” She says softly, eyes flicking to the mess Id made and back to me. She sits her purse and phone down on the counter, keeping her distance.

“You’re observant.” I dead pan, my hands balling into fists.

“Don’t be like that.”

“Don’t let other guys touch what’s mine.” Her eyes flash as it dawns on her that I know. She’s surprised for a moment but then she’s pissed.

“You’re having Kiarra spy on me? We aren’t in a relationship.”

“I’m aware of our situation. You like to remind me every time you go out and flirt with other dudes and I get pissed off about it.”

“You knew what this was from the beginning. I didn’t change. You did.”

“You’re right. Why am I only sticking my dick in one chick when I could have several? Do you want to see all the notifications I have on Snapchat?” I can’t hide my smirk as her cheeks flush red in anger. She grabs my phone off the counter and throws it at the wall with an angry yell.

“Whoa! Now who’s jealousy is showing?” I throw my head back with a laugh, not backing away when she rounds the counter after me and shoves me against it.

“Don’t talk to other bitches.” She snarls, yanking me closer by my belt loops

“I’ll think about it.” I whisper, gripping her hair at the nape and forcing her head back so I can kiss her. Hard.

She’s angry so she tries to dominate the kiss but I don’t let her. When her tongue forces it’s way into my mouth, I suck on it and she moans, melting against me. I scoop her up, her ass falling out of her skin tight dress as I sit her on the counter. I forced her down on her back, yanking the top of her dress down in the process as I glide my hands to her thong. Just when I’m about to rip it off, her phone lights up and a guys name flashes across it. Rafe fucking Cameron’s name.

“Don’t stop.” She pant, lifting her hips off the counter as my anger over powers my lust again. I snatch up her phone and read the text before it disappears.

“Will you be over later, baby?” It says. She tries to snatch it from me but I hold her at bay with one hand. She’s helpless against me. I click the text and hit FaceTime.

“JJ!” Y/N shrieks, too stunned to move. I prop the phone up on my right just as the call is answered and I yank her thong to the side then dive in. She moans loudly. Her pussy was practically dripping so I don’t hesitate in shoving three fingers knuckle deep. I hear a string of curses, turning my face to the camera just before the call ends.

That’ll teach him.

Her thighs shake uncontrollably as she rapidly approaches her peak with a squeal. I slap her clit a few times until she’s trying to clamp her legs shut and her pussy is quivering then I yank away. I grip her chin and force her to sit up right, dazed and confused. She spreads her legs like she’s ready for me to fuck her. Her hands find the rock hard bulge in my pants but I’m not giving in.

“We’re done. I don’t care how hard my dick gets for you. We’re done. Now get out.”

Days go by and I’ve finally had to block her number. I took her key back before kicking her out, all but kicking and screaming. It didn’t stop her from using everything else in her power to get my attention. Hell, she even went to Kie who promptly slapped her across the face.

Now, I’m hiding out in a Pogue bar she’s never been to just to get some peace and clear my head. It doesn’t last though.

“Look what the trash dragged in.” My hands ball into fists as Rafe Cameron sits a stool down from me, wearing a smug smile.

“Yea, the dumpster is out back. Go find it.” I don’t even look at him as I finish my beer.

“Funny. Still don’t see what she sees in you though.”

“And you won’t because I’m not fucking you.” His smile drops. So he is a jealous fucker.

“Word is she’s not fucking you either.” The bartender gives me a nervous look as he switches out my beers without a word and Rafe orders a scotch.

“What do you care, Rafe? Need another show?” I chirp, downing half my beer in one go. My body was so rigid it was making my back hurt. He slams his hand down on the bar and the bartender and I both look at him. Rafe points his finger at me.

“I don’t know what you’re holding over her but it stops now.” I smile at him while he loses his cool. He looks rough now that I finally get a good look at him. Like he’s losing sleep.

“You think I have to blackmail her to get her to fuck me?”

“Why else would a Kook be fucking with a Pogue? She’s way out of your league and you don’t have shit to offer her.” I laugh and Rafe bristles, downing his drink. He looks seconds away from smashing the glass against my head.

“I’m pretty sure she’s not looking for marriage, Rafe.” I down the last of my beer and stand to leave. If I stay any longer, I’m liable to hit him first.

“She doesn’t know what she wants so let her go.”

“I did,” I say as I take a step towards him, my lips tipping up into a smirk. “Maybe you just don’t do it for her the way I do.”

The words barely leave my lips before he hits me.

When I get back to my apartment, she’s there waiting for me. I roll my eyes but don’t say anything despite how fucking delicious she looks in her shortie shorts and crop top. Her navel ring was on display along with as much tan skin as possible. Hell, I don’t even think she’s wearing a bra. My dick hardens painfully at the thought of her nipples showing through the fabric.

I ignore her and all her pleads as I push past her and unlock my door. She follows me, grabbing my busted knuckles and pulling me to a stop in the kitchen.

“JJ, please don’t shut me out. I’m sorry about everything.”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“Things with Rafe are over. They’ve been over. He’s just not good at taking a hint.”

“Neither are you.”

“Wow. Dick much?”

I laugh as I grab a beer from the fridge and press it to the gash in my brow.

“I’m tired of the games, Y/N.”

“No games.” I track her movements as she slips off her sandals and purse then lets her hair down before sauntering over to me. I press the cold beer to my knuckles next as her hands land on my waist, big doe eyes looking up at me.

“Just you and me.” She whispers, setting my heart on fire again. Of course I want to give in. I want to purge this pent up aggression on her pussy but I have to resist. I can’t think when her hands are on my body.

She takes the beer from me and sits it on the counter before placing gentle kisses on each of my knuckles.

“I don’t trust you.” I bite out but my resolve is already fading as she pushes my shirt up and starts to kiss up my abs, trailing her tongue as she goes.

“I know.” She purrs, tugging my shirt off and running her hands down my chiseled front. I had to stay in shape to surf and it made me feel good that she liked what she saw. My cock also liked that she was so close and touching me.

Her hands slide around to my back, caressing the muscles as she presses her lips to my sternum, smashing her tits against me. I visibly shudder and I feel her smile against my skin. Like she’s won.

“I can’t keep doing this.” I sigh, attempting to pull her hands off me but she quickly cups me through my jeans and I bite back a moan. I was so hard it ached.

“Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t feel something for me.” She murmurs, kissing my chin as she makes quick work of getting my jeans open. Fire runs through my veins as her hand wraps around my cock and she smears my precum down my shaft like lube.

“I feel too much. That’s why this will never work.” I pant as she cups the back of my neck so she can kiss me there. Chills breaks out across my skin.

“I feel it too, J.” She drops to her knees and tugs my jeans down to my ankles, those eyes looking up at me under her lashes as she kitten licks my shaft.

“You’re not the marrying type.” I growl, thinking of my conversation with Rafe again.

She bats her lashes at me as she sucks on my balls. I could cum just by seeing her like this.

“Neither are you.” Then she’s taking me to the back of her throat, gagging until her eyes water. I moan loudly, gripping the countertop to hold myself up.

This is what she does. She gets me worked up in knots until she’s the only one who can fix me.

I can’t take my eyes off hers as she sucks me down hard and deep, gagging and stroking me with her free hand. I was going to cum too fast. I grip her jaw and pull her off, spinning her around and shuffling forward with my pants still around my ankles as I bend her over the counter.

I tear her shorts and thong down eagerly before guiding my dick to her dripping wet pussy. I hold myself there at her entrance then grab a fist full of her hair, making her cry out.

“No more bullshit. No more Rafe.” I growl, not sliding in until she gives me what I want. She nods frantically then I slam inside, unable to hold back anymore.

Her cries/moans quickly fill the air of my apartment as I fuck her without mercy. I can’t control myself. Like burying myself inside her will erase all the images of her with Rafe or her flirting with strangers at the bar. I’m probably hurting her but she doesn’t tell me to stop so I don’t. I’m already leaving handprints behind by how tightly I’m holding on to her hips, pulling her back into every powerful thrust.

A dam breaks as she orgasms with a cry, hands stretched out in front of her as she grips the counter while her body shakes uncontrollably. It’s dripping down my thighs.

“Jesus, Fuck.” She rasps but I don’t slow down, slamming in over and over until she’s a whimpering mess.

I’m not ready to cum yet so I withdraw and spin her around then place her ass on the counter, tossing her shorts and panties. I bury my face in her pussy before she can say a word.

We had all night and I had a lot of anger.

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[scarlovesdance]

wait why are we talking about kiarra and easton graduating weren’t they just on world of dance with the rock last week?

#sobbing

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How To Make Doggy Style More Intimate - xoNecole: Women's Interest, Love, Wellness, Beauty

Kiarra SylvesterApr. 06, 2022 05:04PM EST

Doggystyle is often placed in the doghouse when the conversation of intimate sex comes up. Historically, it’s believed that those who solely want to “hit it from the back" are not attracted to you or don’t want anything deep with you, and Doggystyle is their way to opt-out of a face-to-face connection. There is indeed a “no strings attached” connotation there. However, there are also couples deeply in love who enjoy the undeniable pleasure found in this position. 

With the right person and the intent to please, Doggystyle is a superior move as far as intimacy is concerned – while still maintaining its pleasure principles and practicality. Back kisses, easy access to breasts, booty, and clitoris,and it allows for a range of depth are just a few reasons why Doggystyle is a superior intimate sex position. Oh, oh, and how could I forget the dripping sex that is your partner talking you through the act, which somehow comes more naturally when they have you on all fours? 

Power/Starz

Because let's be real, what’s better than your partner talking you through a nut? Next to nothing. If you’re someone who has been uninterested in doggystyle for one reason or another, here are ways you can introduce more intimacy as well as helpful tips to keep it cute while keeping it nasty. 

1. Communicate Your Needs and Desire

2. Introduce Elements of Sensory Play

If you’re someone who doesn’t take advantage of the different types of touch that doggystyle allows, try it. This doesn’t mean you have to go to anal play immediately. But instead, try allowing your partner to place gentle, slow kisses on your backside. Other suggestions might include:

Add toys for more stimulation of areas such as the g-spot, clitoris, or butt;

If you’re a little kinky, try some wax play while on all fours (though not entirely necessary, they have special candles for this which I highly recommend if you haven’t dabbled in wax play before);

Incorporate oral sex, which adds pleasure, while also providing additional lubricant. 

3. Pace Yourself With Intervals

Just because you’re in doggystyle does not mean you have to sprint through the sex like a racehorse. In fact, because the position allows for so much depth from your partner, it may be best if you pace yourself. In the same way that intervals are preferred on the treadmill for maximum performance, consider using intervals in this position so you don’t feel like you’re getting “bunny rabbit” treatment and this also decreases the likelihood of your partner cumming too fast. 

4. Keep It Spicy With Lingerie 

Buy some sexy, lacy lingerie to spice it up. If you’re comfortable, go with some lacy crotchless panties (like these, here!). Furthermore, wearing lingerie always has a way of reminding you of who you are and boosting your self-esteem almost immediately. In fact, even while we’re using it to seduce, it’s actually more soothing to our ego than anything. At least for me. If you’re someone who still needs time to feel comfortable in lingerie, try using one of your partner's dress shirts as a cover-up. In fact, you can even dress up one of their t-shirts with a sexy pair of lacy panties if that’s preferable.

5. Aftercare

Just as important as communicating before sex is the act of communicating after. Each of you should create a safe space after sex, to present your dislikes and likes during your time together. Do keep in mind that aftercare can be as small a gesture as verbal communication or you can add more layers that encompass touch such as bathing with one another, cuddling, massages, etc.

Rest assured that adding these five elements to your doggystyle routine will make it feel less Ruff Ryders and more Lady and the Tramp. 

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[emotiadouche]

awww that was such a cute read! i never see block b taeil on my timeline 💙 to the op i enjoyed reading that 😊

Kiarra @jinjinmyworld is a real one and always supports my love for random people at very random times. I don't know how I got her in my life but I love her lots💖💗

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My friends are wonderful and I love them

#i just wish i had the money to go and see them #and i wish i could talk to some of them more often #but even if we dont talk often #my love doesn't change and i know that they're there for me #they all mean the world to me #and i hope good things happen to them all soon #they deserve so much happiness and love #kiarras thoughts

[just-my-fandom]

Fate (JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader)

Date set to post; December 4th, 2020

Date posted; December 8th, 2020

Summary; JJ falls in love with his best friends sister.

Warning(s); Fighting.

. . .

“Take a picture,” You clear your throat as you toss the empty bag on the motel bed, glancing over your shoulder to the blonde across the room, “It’ll last longer,”

“Got a camera?” JJ smirks, watching you with pinched brows as you pull your phone from your back pocket, raising it before tossing it so he caught it, grinning,

“Lemme see,” You beckon him to hand you the gun in his hand, sitting on the bed before shifting, so you posed, “Now,”

“You can’t take a picture,” John B snatches your phone from JJs hands before grabbing your arm, pulling you off the bed, “And stop touching stuff. If the sheriff finds our fingerprints-,”

“Chill out, JB,” You huff, handing JJ the small pistol, “We’ll be fine. We’ll take a couple hundred bucks-,”

The sound of keys jingling causes John B to push his hand against your mouth in alert, looking at JJ who cursed underneath his breath, “Cops,”

“Window,” John B hisses, JJ rolling up said window where he sees Pope and Kiarra waving their arms, JJ turning to take your hand as John B follows, pushing down the window before twisting to press his back to the motel wall,

You inhale deeply as JJ pins you between the wall and his own body, your hands clutching at the sides of his tank top before you turn your head, watching as Deputy Shoupe and his officer looked around, the officer lifting the bag you once threw down,

You roll your eyes when watching Shoupe hand the officer “her check” of the investigation, glancing up at JJ who narrowly looked down at you, winking so you grinned and shook your head,

Your movement causes your foot to skid on the molded roof top, your eyes going wide in terror as JJs arms slid to tighten at your waist, the gun he kept a grip on releasing and clattering to the floor,

Your eyes pinch shut as JJ presses your body further against the wall, his breath falling short in hopes that Shoupe couldn’t see him from inside, John Bs eyes wide in warning,

“They’re gone,” John B finally breathes, your breath releasing as you allow JJ to slowly step back, jumping down from the roof as John B helped you on your feet,

“Holy shit!” You snort as you settle onto your brothers and your own boat, leaning back, “That was fun. Can we do that again?”

“Seriously, Y/N?” Pope questions, “You could have been caught!”

“But we weren’t,” You remind, nodding to JJ, “Besides, we got our fair share of the snoop, now shut up and let’s go,”

. . .

“Can you like, not stare at my sisters ass?”

JJ looks up to John Bs gaze to see his best friend glaring at him, a beer stuck out in JJs face as to distract him,

“Nah, man,” JJ winks, John B rolling his eyes as he watches you and Kiarra both pull of your shirts, “It’s too fine,”

“That’s gross, dude,” John B mutters, shaking his head,

“J!” You call, lifting a hand to beckon the blonde over, “You comin’ or what?”

“The heavens are calling,” JJ grins at John B, whose nose scrunches as he takes the beer back that JJ shoved into his hand, standing up with a rough tug of his tank top, tossing it to the side, “Bottoms up!”

Your eyes widen when JJs figure lunges forward, Kiarra covering her mouth to hide her grin when JJ jumps off the side of the HMS, twisting in time to tug you with him,

John B doesn’t see you come up- the boats ledge blocking his view, but he hears your loud laugh- similar to your fathers- before a wave of water is splashed,

“You’re a fucking dick, Maybank,” You shake your head, JJ grinning and grasping your hips, tugging you forward so you threw your arms around his shoulders,

“You love me, though,”

JJ stares as you slowly bite your lip, your head tilting as you smile, “Yeah, I do,”

JJ finds his free hand lifting out of the water and cupping the back of your head, but the sudden splash just meters from you have you jerking back in alert, JJ dropping his hand to glare at John B, irritably,

“Sorry, guys,” John B swims up, JJ releasing you so you swam backwards, “Did I ruin something?”

JJ catches you rolling your eyes, hands sending a sharp wave of water directly to his face, your brother stuttering against the water, “Kinda, yeah,”

You move to the edge of the HMS and reach up, pulling yoursef out of the water to take a sip of your beer. JJ watches, silently as you grin up at Kiarra, taking her hand before you tug her forward, laughing out loud when the girl yelps and stumbles into the water next to your brother.

. . .

“I knew I recognized that face,”

Your eyes shut in annoyance. Fixing the loose strap to your crop top, you turn, staring at Rafe Cameron who himself held a red solo cup- alcohol,

“This face has a name,” You remind, lifting your own cup you had just filled, “Nice to see you too, Rafe,”

“Whoa whoa,” Rafe is quick to catch your wrist, spinning you around so you glared at him, then where he held your wrist, “I wasn’t done talking to you,”

“Well I am done talking to you,” You spit, “Let go,”

“Don’t tell me what to fucking do,” With a swift tug, Rafe narrows his eyes at your own, “I’ll have your life a living hell. Think you’re ready to go into the system yet?”

“Cameron!” Your arm is released when JJ rams into Rafe, hands balled at his shirt and shoving him into the tree just beside you, so Rafe dropped his cup and stared at the blonde, “What the fuck are you doing, huh?”

“Just giving her the attention she needs,” Rafe grins, and you are forced to watch JJ turn and nearly body slam Rafe into the pull out table, your body moving forward in a rush,

“J!” You call, hands up in alert when he throws a punch down onto Rafe, “JJ!”

Rafe rolls so he is able to keep one hand on JJs neck, the other tossing three extra punches than what JJ had been able to pull, before Kelce and Topper are pulling him off, shoving him in the direction of the Kooks side of the beach,

“Shit,” You breathe, moving up to pull JJ into a seating position, “You okay, J?”

“I’m good,” JJ mutters, despite the blood dripping from his nose, “What about you?”

“I’m good,” You repeat, “Thanks to you,”

. . .

“You know, you didn’t have to do that,”

You gently bat the wet wash cloth to the dried blood at JJs nose. His eyes are steady on you, one hand subconsciously at your thigh, fingers drumming mindlessly on the skin,

“But I wanted to,” JJ answers, watching silently as you peel the bandage from its package, pressing it to where the skin split at the corner of his nose, “John B would have killed me if I didn’t step in,”

“Is my brother the only reason?” You raise an eyebrow, arm propped on the sinks counter as you stare down at him, “You got something to tell me, Maybank?”

“I thought it was obvious, Routledge,” JJ copies your expression, tugging at your thighs so you sat on his lap, “I’m in love with you,”

“What a shocker,” Your hands slide up to his jaw, pulling him forward to press your lips against his. JJs hand lifts from your hip and presses to your lower back, brushing at the bare skin that was revealed from your crop top,

“Dude, seriously?!” John Bs voice leads you to lean back and glance to the side, eyebrows raised to your twin, “I knew this would happen, but in the bathroom?”

“Just be glad it’s not on your bed,” You snip, sliding back onto your feet with your hands on your hips, “Gonna have to get used to this, bubs,”

John B rolls his eyes, jabbing a finger to JJs chest when he steps next to you, “Hurt her, and I’ll put that gun to use,”

“Since when did you become Big John?” JJ teases, raising his hand in a salute motion, “I swear, your honor,”

“Good,” John B nods, once, “Now get out of here, you crazy kids,”

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