Episode 9 · 1 year ago

Sex, Brunch, and Rock & Roll


An embarrassing moment in bed leads to lots of new role playing opportunities.

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Hey consensual listeners, we hopeyou're, loving, Ingerdan, Noah's, love story, we're officially halfway throughseason one and we need your help to bring Clio's story to your ears. NextClick, the link in our show notes, or our instagram bio, and check out. ArgoFund me featuring lots of perks at different donation levels, includingstickers, season, two sneak peaks and even an opportunity for Cleo to disyour x in the second season. If you want more of Cleo and more ofconsensual, you can also help us out by leaving a five star review on Applepodcasts and subscribing wherever you listen. We can't wait for more SteamyRomance and laugh out loud moments with you in season too happy listening so who knew that Noah bloom is good at sexlike really really sucking good at sex after resurfacing to the world. Ipropped myself up on my elbows to watch Noah's baby blue eyes meet mine frombetween my thighs. Where did you learn to do that? I rake at the wet hairplastered to my forehead. He smiles placing soft madness and duce in kissesalong my inner thighs, his stubble tickling, the sensitive skin. You knowwinters are like in Indiana, not a whole lot to do except stayinside. We laugh and I pull his face up to mine wrapping my legs around hiswaist. He cradles my face with one hand the other taking a handful of myalready tender breast. That kind of performance was the lastthing I ever expected from this guy and all that knowledge does is leave mehungry for more without breaking away. I reach over tomy bedside table sliding open the top drawer and rummaging around for acondom, Noah perks up at the familiar sound of crinkling plastic. Pullingback to look me in the eye. Are you sure I want you inside me handing him therubber I crane my neck to kiss his chest. He doesn't hesitate, sliding iton and shifting to Alina's hips with mine the moment our bodies cometogether. I swear to fucking God, no one's ever fit so perfectly before Igasp at the first thrust, digging my nails into his skin as he groans fo. Seemingly, just as surprised andpleased as I am, we quickly work into a frantic,breathless rhythm and it becomes harder and harder to contain the sounds comingout of me. It's been years, since anything was either this hot andpassionate in the bedroom and honestly, if I had the capacity to think too hardabout it, that very fact would probably scare the ever living Shid out of me,but instead, I'm lost in the moment my fingers running through his hair, everynerve ending in my body lit up and wanting more out of instinct, I rollusover climbing, on top of him, with my knees on either side of his hips everyplace where his skin touches mine electric. I guide him inside me androck my hips bending over to nuzzle into his neck. He takes a fistful of my hair, notquite pulling, but holding it tightly enough to do the trick. A second orgasm takes hold of me, mybody tenting around him, the MOANS coming out of me practically inhuman.He holds me as the shock waves course through my body, sending me to anotherplane of blissful existence.

When I open my eyes, I see he's notquite finished and I take him in my hand, peeling the sticky latex away. Ilower my face and line with his cock and toss my hair over my shoulder. CanI help you with this the sound he makes trails off into agrowl. As I run my tongue along the length of his shaft massaging his balls.With my free hand, it doesn't take long until he's panting and I watch hisabdomen repeatedly tense and Untense with every movement of my mouth F. I feels good placing a hand at the baseof my neck. He guides my head panting and cursing until I can feel himgetting close. His body tenses FUC t his words trail off into a lowguttural Moan, as he unloads, and I swallow every last drop Jesus Christthat was, he breathed heavily staring up at the baige ceiling and running hisfingers through his hair. I only chuckle in response giving his thigh apat before climbing off the bed and heading to the bathroom to clean up. I don't care how good the sex is. NoMan is worth getting a fucking Ugi when I returnd from the bathroom I'msurprised if I NOA still naked and lying in my bed. I Sigh grabbing anoversized t shirt from my dresser and slipping it over my head. He rolls overonto his side propping his head up on one arm, giving me a look, that'shonestly, too mushy for comfort. At this point, I sit down next to him.Folding one leg under me and keeping the other on the floor. I'm careful tokeep my voice sweet and calm, hey bud. I mean this in the nicest waypossible, but you got to go the look on his face crumbles into confusion, hisbrows knitting together, as he quickly, sits up and covers himself fuck. Youmust think I'm such a creep. He stands and steps into his underwear scanningthe room for the rest of his clothes. I jut my Chin to the corner where hisshirt and pants lie in a haphazard heap na I'm just not a huge fan of sharingthe bad right me. Neither for sure Noah almost loses his balance, trying to gethis pants on once dressed. He walks to the doorway and turns a sheepish lookon his face. Should I you can leave that door open the front door. WillLalk automatically behind you with that I climb under the covers andadjust the pillows behind my head right right, okay, good night, I guess he looks like hewants to say something more, but ultimately decides against it. Turningand walking down the short hallway to my door, I listen as his footsteps getfarther and farther away until the loud swish and click of the door lets meknow that he's finally gone. I can't help the smile still lingering on mylips as I roll over and drift off into a deep post, coitle sleep. When I wake up the next morning, I pullmy hair into a messy ponytail, throw on my best comfy but acceptably at leisure,clothes and Hoppento, an Oober to meet Clio for Brunchshe's, going toabsolutely lose her shit. When she hears how my night went once we'reseated CLEO raises her Mamosa high over the wicker table between US cheersbitch to another week's surviving in the concrete jungle we down our drinksbefore immediately refilling them, listen judge all you want, but thebottomless brunches in New York are strict and we've only got forty fivemore minutes before this magical caraff... taken away until next Sunday, who even calls it the cogret jungleanymore. I pat my chest trying to avoid a massive champagne in duceburb. Ifit's good enough, Forlisha keys, it's good enough for me, Clio Scans, themenu, not that either of us will stray from our usuals. I'm sure we've beencoming to the same brunch spot in the West village for almost two years now,and we solidified our regular orders pretty much after the first month. I'ma sucker for a good x, Benedict and Clio always goes for their variation onchicken and Waffles plus. If it's been a good week, we'll often split aside ofHash browns. Let's just say this has been a good week. We've been coming here so often thisplace feels almost like a home away from home. The kind of safe haven youdesperately need, as a lifer in the city Lord knows, will never be able toafford some gorgeous brownstone with a secluded patio and state of the artkitchen, but returned to the same cute rustic, looking outdoor patio enoughand it'll start to feel like your own, with wicker furniture, Gauzy, whitecurtains and orchids in every window. Sill. This restaurant is about as closeas we'll ever get to our own personal heaven. So how's work going and you call backsyet clio's, been trying to make it as an actress for as long as I've knownher, and while no one can deny that this superwoman works. Her assoff, ithasn't been easy out here for her she's, an out of state transplant like me, whopacked up her life one day and moved to the big city to follow her dreams.Unfortunately, for her, that's pretty much everyone's story in New York, butshe works her ass off and that's more than a lot of people can say, plusshe's, pretty fucking brilliant. At what she does, and I'm not just sayingthat, because I'm her best friend she doesn't need me to she's just that goodin response to my question: Cleo Groans and slumps, her shoulders of you celltapes, but nothing big, I'm mostly living off any money. Let's talk about something other thanwork. What's new with you? Did you meet up with that guy from high school? OhJesus, okay, it's time she was going to find out about it one way or another. IYeah I did. Actually it was nice. I shrug and take a sip of mydrink clio watches my face intently, her eyes growing wide and animated wel.We sht you didn't. The waiter arrives at Our table before I can answer and weplace our orders with straight smiling faces handing him our menus and askingfor a refill on the grafs after he returns with our fresh round of MamosasClio stares at me expectantly her eyebrows about to disappear into herhairline all right. Yes, we fuck clio does a little dance in her chair,but it's not a big deal. I add twisting the end of my low pony tail around myfinger: No ofcourse, not you just fucked, some hunk for your hometown.You haven't seen in eight years like I buck and knew you. Would you sex littlehooh, my Godi propped my elbows up on the table hunching over to avoid eyecontact with any other patrons on this patio o, as he good did his stobblegiveyouruburn down there. It was good like really good, like Keny from Hobocan got better than Kenny from hobogen she leans forward. I didn't know it waspossible to be better than Kenty from obogen. I shake my head raising myhands in the air, I'm Fox Jesus. What are you going to? Do? I mean honestly,I have no idea when we talk. We almost...

...always somehow end up arguing aboutsomething and not just like. Oh, I think netflax is overrated like he saidsome shitty stuff about a female instructure in his program hate thatright. But then he can be really surprising. Sometimes, like he told methe story about his dad. That was like super sad and he was vulnerable andemotional for a second and then there's the sex. So I just don't know you know:Cleo nod sympathetically chewing the inside of her lip. was He reallytalking h about Netflix? We laugh and the waiter brings our food,my stomach growling at the site, if only that were all he said anyway. What about you? How are thingswith Bau she shrugs taking a bite of her chicken. Her face lighting up asthe food hits her tongue. I men he's no Cunti from hoboken, I snort sohard. I almost shoot hollandaise through my nose, but was fine? I'veactually been meening to tell you. He brought up something interesting, theother night after we hooked up. She cuts up her waffle with a fork. Ohhesaid he doesn't think it's realissick for two people to ever truly satisfyeach other like sexually like in any way. I guess he has been a practicing nonmonogamous for a few months now and he claims it's turned his whole worldaround. I am physically unable to keep my eyes from rolling yeah, I'm sure ithas no but see that's the thing I felt the same way at first, but the more wetalked about it, the more it mades sense. Every relationship. Well, everygood one, at least, is all about honesty and communication right. Thesame principles apply for non monogamous ones and really it's up toeach couple to decide what is and isn't. Okay, their rules just happen toinclude fucking other people. Sometimes I stare at Cleo legitimately surprisedby the words coming out of her mouth. I feel like that only works. If bothpeople are honest about wanting to sleep with another person she shrugs. Idon't know if you have to have a certain person in mind, I thinksometimes just leaving the door open is enough. What Youre many things Cleo, but Inever pegged you as a hippy, careful tour. Small town roots are showingafter paying our bills, we partways and I had home, to get started on my normalSunday afternoon, routine laundry cleaning and staring at my phone by the time. I've flopped on the couchlater that evening, some inane reality show playing in the background, while Iscrell through my phone, I can't stop thinking about the talk I had with Cleoearlier. It wasn't the first time a guy brought something up to one of us thatseemed a little out of the ordinary, but it's the first time she and I havehad such different reactions to it. Honestly, I'm proud of her for being soopen and willing to try new things, but, at the same time, everything shedescribed kind of just sounded like a recipe for heartbreak and exposure toSt Ees. If nothing else, her sex life drama is a far cry from what I'mdealing with there's no way in hell that small town Indiana boy is about touse words with as many syllables as non monogamy, let alone suggest we form andopen and ever evolving commitment to each other. That also includes havingsex with other people hell if anything, hooking up with noas making me feellike I'm back in high school, again wondering when he's going to text meand why it's taking so long and whether I should just ignore him for the nextfive days regardless. Maybe I should be with someone as adventurous anddifferent as Bau. I've always played it...

...pretty safe when it comes to guys.Maybe I could use someone who will pull me out of my boring Hadero straightlaced. Shell Noah's name lights up at the top of myscreen. I open the message, my stomach flipped flopping at what I find you were mazing last night. I can't stop myselffrom smiling and Giggling, like some fifteen year old, being asked to theprom. Maybe Noah isn't going to challenge my perceptions of MonogamyHell. It might be a step backward to be sleeping with someone from my hometownwhen I have the largest pool of single guys in the country at my disposal. Butif he wants to gasp me up about my performance in bed, I'm not going tostop him. I was pretty fucking. Amazing last night, and it's like a cherry ontop having him think so too. You weren't too bad yourself cowboy. What are Youto a thought pops into myhead and at first I brush it away. I couldn't he's Noah Bloom, he wouldn'thave the balls, but then I remember the vigor with which he ate me out lastnight and I figure what the Hell It's worth. The shot wishing you were here.The response comes almost immediately yeah. What would you want to do? Ismile and roll over onto my stomach scrolling through the emogi keyboardfor the egg plant, the TACO, the tongue and the rain drops. Those three graydots appear immediately then disappear, then apher again when the tax does comethrough. I don't know whether to laugh or panic wan to try that in person I can be atyour place and ten. I look down at the Yoga Pants I've been wearing anddrinking champagne in for approximately ten hours. I don't need to take a whiffto know those bad boys do not smell fresh, but I'm almost positive. I stillhave a cute lace: trimmed nighty, buried somewhere in the closet. I takea deep breath and send my reply. TAT's when you get here sprinting to my closet, I rifle throughmy pyjamas after what starts to feel like a waste of two precious minutes.My fingers, land on the Silky Blue Fabric, I've been looking for. I pull out a classic baby dolnighty,it's essentially every teenage boy's wet dream, complete with a Gauzyoverlay patting in the Bra and creamy lace around the edges, Cleo and I hadgone Laungera shopping together after a particularly rough breakup of hers acouple of years back- and this is what I ended up. Bringing home part of me wonders if it's too much fora casual hook up, but I shrug the thought off. I sent some intense emogesit's on me to follow through I shimmy out of my clothes and do what my dadcalls. The poor man's shower run a makeup removing wipe over my pits andprivates layher on some fresh dodorant and Swish some listerine around in mymouth, slipping into the nighty. I make sure to scoop my boobs up to get thefull effect of the padding. I give my hair a quick tossle before checking thetime. If my calculations are right, I've got about three minutes left. Imake a mad dash around the apartment, throwing out a couple of old takeoutcontainers and putting dirty dishes in the dishwasher. I even have thewherewithal to light a God dam, anthropology candle before he rings theBuzzer. I'm feeling like a sucking rock star honestly. This feeling alone mightbe better than anything. Any man can do in the bedroom, but that doesn't mean Iwon't give Noah a chance to beat it.

I pressed the button on the intercombto let him in. I hear his footsteps coming up the stairs and when he knockson t e door, I check my reflection in the hallway merror before opening itYep, definitely living up to the liberal, sexting emoje use. I swing thedoor open and Noah's jaw practically drops to the floor. You look not here.I cut him off grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him inside. He stumbles after me. His mouth's stillhanging open his eyes wide as they travel from my cleavage to my legs,taking a brief detour to linger over the very visible outline of my panties.I lead him to the bedroom and push him onto my bed. He sits on the edge abulge already visible next to his zipper. I stand in front of him and allow a fewmoments for him to properly. Take me in I'm still feeling Pretty Damnaccomplished. No last minute hook up has ever started out this smoothlyyou're, so fucking of his eyes are glued to my body. The way he's lookingat me makes me feel wild and sexy and really really turned on. I walk around him and he pulls hisshirt over his head, an ache forms in my belly, and I nod to his jens. Heobeys unbuttoning and kicking them into the corner. The outline of his erousalis fully visible now and the egg spreads between my legs needy andpersistent. I slide my pandies over my hips as he takes off his briefs and allin one motion, I'm on top of him straddling his waist as our mouthscollide chests heaving. We move further up the bed. He rolls US over and laysmy head gingerly on my pillow, I'm ready to protest, but he startstrailing kisses down the side of my neck and over my chest on a sure,direct path between my legs. Suddenly, I have zero problems with. What's aboutto happen, his double grazes, my inner thigh, just as his tongue, reaches mycenter and the first contact floods. My body with warm blissful pleasure. I let out a long lowsigh pressing myhead back into the pillow, my hips rolling, along with Noah's gift fromGod of a mouth, my eyes close and my whole body relaxes as gentle waves ofpleasure wash over me and the tiniest bit of drewel escapes from the cornerof my mouth, I'm back in the classroom and this timemister bloom is standing over me. His impossibly tight button downthreatening to rip with a single flex of his pack. Do you know what we do tonouty girls? He takes a handful of my ass in his palm. I whimper and shake myhead my eyes, flitting to the massive bulge straining in his pants. He scoops me on to the desk and lays meflat the cold medal, a sharp contrast to the warmth of his hand. His fingerstrail over my soaking panties, sending a shock through my core. He grunts andpulls his hand away a smile twisting on his face. You like that. Don't you anot angry greedy ingr, dirty notty, Sad Def, Ingrid Jesus, Ingrid Ingdar, you, okay,I opened my eyes to find Noah's Pale sweaty face hovering over mine, hishands on my shoulders. Mister Bloom, my...

...head feels groggy, like I've just beenwoken up from a ofuck from a dream. Oh my fuck, my eyesfocus on Noah the look on his face, a mix between horror and confusion. No,no! No did you fall asleep, a sure sucking. Did I pushhim off me and sit up stifling a yawn? I sneak a glance between his thighs,not fully soft. Yet I can maybe salvage thess arching. My back, I lean towardhim batting my eyelashes and dipping my chin. I walk my fingers toward himacross the Duve. I think your magical pussy eating putme in some kind of trant. Maybe I can make it up to you. Iarchabrow at his manhood, which seems to almost be looking back at me indisapproval. Noah shakes his head. The look on his face growing sterner by thesecond that was like fucked up. I thought you were into it, but thenyou stopped responding and when I realized you were unconscious, it feltlike I was violating you. The look on his face is so earnest so concerned. Ihave to keep myself from laughing. You are too nice. Excuse me for thinkingthere's a problem when one person to hook up is unable to say no, ok, allright, Mister wokemillennial man, we get it gold star for understanding thebare minimum of consent. I don't have to check to know that his semi is fullydeflated. So much for a smooth last minute hook up soon, noah is standing and steppinginto his briefs. I should go. It's not a big deal. NoahI just had a long day I was drinking earlier. Champagne makes me sleepy, youwere great. It had nothing to do with you. He nods halfheartedly his Geans inhis hand. I lean into a position, I know perfectly showcases, my tits andthis nighty listen, you. Let me know when you're ready toreschedule, because I know what that tongue can do, and I've got a couplemore ideas for how you could use it. He pauses and turns back to look at mestruggling to keep his eyes away from my cleavage. If I'm not mistaken, Ithink I catch a hint of a stirring in those breefs. Why don't you come hereand I'll tell you about them. I pat my hand on the space next to me on the bed.After hesitating for a moment, Noa drops his jeans and climbs on to thebed next to me, propping himself up on one elbow, there's a pleaful glint inhis eyes: Fine, the first. Why don't you tell me more about Mr Bloom? Ten Week, turnabout is written byAmelia J rose produced by concensual, creating steamy feminist first romancefor rise. Girls, special thanks to baby money and the downpayment for the useof our themesong Oboy head sound engineer, John mcneal, mixing by spirallike creative, mastering by eating Teblir, follow us at consental pod oninstagram and follow at Vemilabloon and at tee Ingerdealer to watch this lovestory play out on your instrudent. This episode was performed by Alison Greshaw,Travisdonahu and Nadia Peletie tune in next week to hear Ingrid drunk tackshere, where are you oo we're doing shotswithout you? Hurry up witand skirt her.

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