Thinking on Kayla's continued rule about no book excerpts but WIPs welcome, I started to work with Vala and Soma. Years down the timeline from when I'm actually working with Vala's Story has Vala expressing sudden and profound deafness. As a late deafened-adult, Vala sets out to figure out how to still be a part of her family. I'm not sure if this will actually find its way into the WIP with the working title of "Vala's Hearing Loss," but I have at least one more scene that I can think of that started from a MM inspiration picture that's now in that book. View this week's MM picture and other hoppers here
Vala wrote, "I want to see you masturbate. I want to see you come." She handed the portable word processor to Soma.
The girl's deep purple tongue moved over her lips. "Yes, my Lady," she signed. She moved to hand the processor back to Vala, but when her Domme shook her head, she instead placed the tech on the night table.
Taking Soma's hand in hers, she led them to her ordered bed; she smiled to ponder which of her submissives had made the bed while she was busy helping in ASL lessons for the family. She grasped her girl's bisque-colored sundress at her hips and lifted it up and off. With her head tilted back, she sucked one of Soma's nipples between her lips as her arms encircled her waist.
Legs trembling, Soma lowered them onto Vala's bed.
I love how speech isn't always needed at times like this. Vala rolled across her bed to leave room for Soma to lay beside her. She led Soma's hand to the nipple she hadn't reclaimed the moment their backs touched her comforter. She could just make out the vibration of her girl's moaning when she stretched out her fingers over the flat of her chest; her hand continued up to the throat, not clasping but hovering.
Soma lifted her hand from between her and Vala. Her fingers slid down her radiant dark brown skin with its mouth-watering undertones of red to touch the bottom of her ribs, the slight swell of her adorably rounded stomach, across one captive bead then the other decorating her labia majora, before tracing over her clitoral hood between the dazzling white crystals on the ends of her bar jewelry.
The vibrations came faster against Vala's hand. She swallowed. A word. "Feel good, love," she whispered. She caught Soma's nipple with her lips again. As she sucked, her girl's hips started a dance she'd seen many times before. She kissed her cheek as tufts of moaned air moved over her hand. Her gaze captured Soma's enraptured expression. I should see what she's doing with her hands, but I love her face as she comes. Her lips formed shapes as if she spoke; her left hand shot into the air to make a B hand shape. "No beg, love. Come," she urged in louder spoken words. She lifted her hand from Soma's neck to make a C hand shape.
Lowering body shooting up from the bed, Soma wrapped her legs around Vala's. She jerkily placed her fingers on her lips before pulling her hand away to sign, "Thank you," over and again.
Such beauty. Vala pulled Soma's hand out from between her legs and covered them with kisses and licks.
Soma's forehead wrinkled as it did when she wasn't sure of the signs for what she wanted to say.
"Don't worry about grammar," Vala forced herself to say.
"How need?" Soma signed, her eyebrows crunching tighter to show the type of question she was asking. She shuddered, the trembling moving across her body, before she managed to sign, "My Lady."
How did I know she'd need to come so fast? "Because I love you," Vala signed.
"I love you, my Lady," Soma signed before curling against Vala.
So the inspiration picture Kayla found for this week causes lots of pondering and brainstorming with my BR for my Vala's Story-verse; at one point, I posted on Facebook:
#pmwriting in which Joelle ponders "Yes, there are two unbound clitorophalluses in the Masturbation Monday inspiration picture, but do I want two in the scene I'm writing?"
Ha! Phalluses or phalli is correct; I just thought to look as I was putting this post together.
But now because you came here for some masturbatory-worthy hotness, let me give you Ailee and Sanura...
Sanura pulled her hips back, the thick, medium brown-colored dildo sliding out of Ailee's cunt. "Want my unbound clitorophallus in your mouth?"
"Always," Ailee growled and scuttled backward onto her knees. She batted her mascara-laden eyelashes as Sanura rose to her feet. Opening her mouth wide, she moaned as the two inch girth slid over her red lipstick adorned lips carrying with it the taste of her last orgasm and hints of the water-based lubricant they both loved.
One small hand slipped into Ailee's hair as Sanura appreciated her kneeling. "I love it when you put make up on just for me to enjoy you. Just so I can mess it up in my enjoyment of you." She clenched her fingers in the platinum blond tresses before patting them down again. "Take some more, love."
Grasping at breathes through her nose, Ailee reached up to hold Sanura's narrow hips. Her eyelids dropped down when the sculpted vein that had given her such pleasure in her pussy pressed down on the far back of her tongue. She fucked the air and listened to Sanura's moans; the new harness was making the dildo rub her clit as the store keeper promised it would.
"Can you come from me fucking your beautiful face?" Sanura taunted.
Tears sprang to Ailee's eyes; her eyelashes clung to her skin. She let her hand slid down to caress between Sanura's legs, anywhere her fingers could bring more pleasure.
"That's my girl. Make us both come again." Sanura's hand wrapped itself in Ailee's hair as the other cupped her wet cheek. "Are you imagining your running mascara not even showing up on my black skin?"
Ailee grunted around the silicone filling her mouth. Her hips loosened further, dropping her labia to thick, rough carpet that covered her bedroom floor. Hand still on Sanura's hip slid to her ass as she chocked herself on her lover's clitorophallus.
"Yeah, just like that," Sanura groaned as they both pressed close for a moment before shuddering apart. She dropped to the floor beside Ailee and led her blond head to rest on her breast. "We'll go shower in a bit. I just wanna hold you a moment."
"Yes, love. You always fuck me so good." She smiled as Sanura wiped her cheeks with her hair.