#SexySunday: Blow by Blow

Blow by BlowB&N

 

After writing, rewriting, having a few beta readers, and completely reworking this story, I’m finally comfortable enough to release Blow by Blow.

The first few chapters of Blow by Blow are located at the Goodreads link, located here. Kinda funny the book has a low rating when it’s not even out yet….hello hater. 🙂 It reminds me of a lyric from Kanye West:

There’ll always be haters, that’s the way it is
Hater niggas marry hater bitches and have hater kids

Anyway, here is a snippet of the book for you all to enjoy. The book will be released on Tuesday, September 10th, once again for 99 cents.

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You know what I love about cartoons? It doesn’t matter what day you’re having or who’s pissing you off; you turn on some cartoons and everything is all right with the world.  It takes me back to my childhood when everything was pure and innocent. I used to climb into my bed with my Oreos and milk and just watch cartoons all day until the sun went down. You see back then, we didn’t have a VCR or anything hi-tech like that so I had to get up extra early to watch cartoons.

Oh, the good ol’ days. Some of you young ones probably don’t even know what a VCR is.

“I was always a Pink Panther fan,” Randall suddenly said. Oh goody, he’s awake. He spent the last fifteen minutes dozing and I had turn up the Care Bears just so I can drown out Snore Bear.  “I just thought he was the coolest cat out there.”

Okay, so maybe Ran-asshole isn’t so bad. He has good taste in cartoons. “Really?” I asked.

“Oh yeah. I liked them all. The Smurfs, Transformers, Alvin & the Chipmunks, Thundercats, Muppet Babies, He-Man and the Masters of the Universe, Inspector Gadget, the Jetsons…yeah, I was a cartoon fiend.” Randall grinned.

Okay, so maybe this asshole is growing on me a little.

“What about you?” He asked me. “What were your favorites?”

“Oh, I loved Jem.” I turned towards Randall. “I wished I was her when I was growing up. And Fraggle Rock…”

Randall glared at me with his mouth wide open. “I know you weren’t a Fraggle Rock fan.”

“Dance your cares away….worries for another day…let the music play…” I began to sing.

“Down at Fraggle Rock!” Randall clapped twice.

“Down at Fraggle Rock!” I clapped twice. Hmm, a man after my own heart….now only if he wasn’t married….

Randall laughed and turned to me, caressing my face. “Has anyone told you have the biggest eyes? They’re amazing.”

I don’t think I have to wonder why this man gets the panties on a regular basis. Even if he’s lying through the crack of his ass, he lays on the charm real thick. He could make a girl feel like she’s the only one in the world and there is something so comforting and sexy about that. “Thank you,” I softly replied.

Randall took the remote and turned off the cartoons. He climbed on top of me and I spread my legs to accommodate him. Despite the height and weight difference, we fit together like puzzle piece as if we were meant for each other.  “Unless you want to keep watching them?” He asked.

Usually I prefer to keep the cartoons on. If the guy is lame in bed, I can always look over and watch something more interesting than him.  But with Randall, I have a feeling I’ll be a little distracted.

Once again, he started off with the kissing thing. Ugh. For a guy that loves 80’s cartons as much as I do, I can’t knock him now so I’ll deal with the slobberfest again. He trailed his tongue down to my nipples. Now I have small tits compared to the other girls that work for Hunter and Briana. I think out of all of us, Carey, definitely has us beat. If she ever is stuck in the ocean without a lifejacket, I wouldn’t be worried. She has fucking floatation devices for tits.

Anyway, back to Randall. He sucked on my nipples, tonguing and occasionally twisting them, making them harder with each action. A free hand met my pussy again and he began to finger me as he still paid attention to my breasts. My god, this man doesn’t know what he’s doing to me.

He suddenly stopped to retrieve the condoms from his luggage. I can tell just how Randall is with relationships based on the fact that he’s willing to use condoms. You see, most married men who cheat don’t believe it’s cheating if there’s a condom involved. I think that is the stupidest shit I’ve ever heard. Cheating is cheating, asshole. But whatever. It’s his conscience.

Randall slipped a condom on and he repositioned himself on top of me. “Ready?”

I’ve been ready, asshole. Stop talking and start fucking. “Yes,” I replied softly.

He slid inside me and my God, I can’t fucking breathe. He goes any deeper, it might come out of my throat. He waited a few seconds for me to adjust but a few seconds are all I’m getting. My pussy immediately clamped down on his cock, silently encouraging him to do whatever he wanted to me.

Randall started off slow, easing his thick cock inside me. It’s like my pussy and his cock were made for each other. Immediately, I’m in a different world. I’m floating on air. My eyes are closed and I hear these strange sounds around the room. It then occurred to me, the strange sounds were coming from me, like if I was mewing like a cat. But after a few minutes of nice and slow, Randall has enough of that.

He lifted my legs up in the air and thrust hard into me. The deeper he went, the louder and more voracious my moans became. It seemed my pussy got wetter by the second, signaling to him to keep fucking me and not to stop for anything.

I don’t need to fake it tonight because this man has me screaming! I might pop a lung if he kept at this shit. Naturally, I claw at him because as much I can’t stand the fucker, he’s fucking me pretty well now. He held both of my ankles with one hand while the other is playing with my clit, rolling it around his fingers.

Wow. His lack of eating out is being made up for in other ways. Did I say his poor wife before? Yeah, scratch that. She is one lucky bitch. No, wait, I am. I’m the one fucking him now.

Just when I was about to climax, Randall suddenly stopped and pulled out.  “Bend over,” he commanded.

Yes, Drill Sergeant.

He bent me over and slid into me.  He grabbed my hips and he slammed into me hard. He leaned over my sweaty back and licked the sweat as his balls are tickling my pussy. I clenched around his cock tighter, wanting him to fuck me harder. Everything is going good. I’m screaming for him because I know that’s what he wants to hear and he’s actually fucking me the way I want him to. Once again, we’re keeping good company.

But you know I just hexed myself, right?

As Randall’s pounding into me, he suddenly pulled out and started to slap my ass with his cock. What in the fuck is that going to do? Get my ass off? Okay, this motherfucker has watched way too much porn.

So after he dick-slapped my ass, he entered me again and doesn’t miss a beat. His cock glided in and out of my slick core as I clenched tighter around his shaft. I could tell my moans are getting him off because each time I squealed or moaned, he hissed a ‘Fuck yes!’  Ooh, I like this one.

But unfortunately, I can’t keep up with this pace. I felt my body shake and that all-too familiar tingly sensation between my thighs. My pussy contracted harder, milking his cock. I’m about to cum and I know he felt it too. “Randall…” I moaned. “I’m about to cum…”

“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” he groaned. As soon as I climaxed, Randall isn’t far behind. He quickly pulled out and disposed the condom, shooting his hot seed all over my ass.  He grabbed my shoulder, steadying himself and his breathing. “Fuck, you’re amazing, Sharon.”

Woohoo! He can pronounce my name right! “You’re amazing, too.”

After we come down from our highs, I get up to take a shower to wash off the excess “sex” on my body. I turned around and wink at Randall. “I’m going to take a shower now. Wanna come?”

Randall followed me into the bathroom. “How many times?” He asked.

Okay, I think I really like this one. And that’s not good.

2 thoughts on “#SexySunday: Blow by Blow

  1. stephaniejynelle says:

    This is awesome. It has a new voice in the first person account which makes her thoughts funny as hell especially when she doesn’t say what she is really thinking. I think some of the haters are wanting the same old thing when it’s time for a risk in a story such as this. I for one am glad this is different and on a taboo subject for some.

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