Wednesday, August 31, 2011
New Blog
I stopped writing the last blog because I got bored of it and wasn't getting that much feedback so I decided to start writing another. I'm just going to start it from this blog because I already have subscribers on this one. It's also going to be different and more relevant to Bey and Jay's life. ALL FICTION THOUGH. Hope everyone enjoys.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
CONGRATULATIONS TO BEYONCÉ AND JAY!
I am so so so happy for y'all. I'm actually crying. Pray that Beyoncé has a healthy baby and doesn't have any complications :)
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Jayonce Love Stories p.13 - DISCONTINUED
In part 12 Solange told Miss Tina that she was pregnant and that she was going to marry Daniel and she freaked out. Miss Tina ended up staying in a hotel that night and came back to Bey's place the next day to make Solange tell their father that she was pregnant. Mathew basically kicked Solange out so she's going to stay with Jay and Bey for a while. Bey got a phone call from Justin Timberlake so she secretly went over to his place and cheated on Jay with him. We left off with Bey and Justin about to have sex but they were interrupted with a loud bang on the door.
Bey: Shit! Who the hell is that? Please don't let it be Jay..
Justin: *pulls on his pants as fast as he could* You, go in my room. I'll answer the door, just wait for me there.
Bey: Ok, what if it's Jay? *starts picking up all of her clothes off of the floor*
Justin: I'll handle it. Don't worry.
Bey goes in Justin's bedroom to hide and shuts the door behind her.
Justin goes to answer the door and is relieved to see his best friend, Trace.
Justin: Why were you banging so hard on the door man? Scared the hell out of me.
Trace: Why are you half naked? *lets himself inside*
Justin: I was doing something.
Trace: It smells like sex in here. *laughs* Who you fucking?
Justin: *laughs nervously* Nobody.
Trace: Then who's car is that our front?
Justin: Mind your own business, Trace. What do you need?
Trace: I just came over to talk to you about your schedule for this week.
Justin: You couldn't call me?
Trace: I did, you didn't answer. That's why I was banging on the door, I thought you were asleep and this is important.
Justin: Well it can wait a little longer. Just entertain yourself around here. I have to go finish something..
Justin goes in his room where Beyonce is waiting. When he walks in he sees her clothes on the floor but doesn't see her. He heard water running in the bathroom so he walked into the steamy room taking his clothes off on the way. He stood there naked watching Beyonce's silhouette through the glass door.
Bey: Are you going to just stand there all day watching me?
Bey slid the door open and reached for him.
Bey: Come here baby..
He took her hand and she pulled him under the showerhead drenching him head to toe. Justin pressed his hard body up against her soft one and moved her so her back was up against the tile wall and quickly attacked her lips with kisses.
Bey: *wraps her arms around Justin's neck pulling him closer*
He pushed his tongue past her lips and she willingly submitted to his will moaning into his mouth as the kiss intensified.
Justin: *kisses down her chin and down her neck*
Bey: Ohh Justin..*moans*
Justin: *sucks on her pulse point and ran his hand through her hair*
He kissed behind her ear back up to her lips and ran his hand down her back to caress her.
Bey: *wraps her hand around his dick and strokes him slowly*
Justin braced his hands on the shower to keep his balance. He pulled her hand away and brought both of them over her head. She smirked up at him before kissing his lips.
Bey: No more. I can't wait..I want it..please..I need you..
Justin released her and his hands found their way to her breasts. She bit her bottom lip to silence her moans as his right hand moved from her breasts down south to her heated core. He pushed two fingers inside and she cried out from the friction but it did nothing for the release she wanted...needed. She bucked her hips against his hands wanting him to go deeper but he anchored her back to the wall. She stared up in to his deep blue eyes silently asking for what she wanted and he smiled in return.
Justin tilted her chin up towards him to kiss her. He reached behind her lifting her legs around his waist but not separating his lips from hers.
Bey: *tightens her legs around his waist and grinds her heat up against his hardness as payback*
His dick twitched from the contact and she smiled against his lips. Not wanting to wait any longer he reached between them and guided his dick in to her thrusting deep as he entered. She dug her nails in to his lower back and broke their kiss when she let out a deep satisfied moan.
Justin: *presses her up hard against the wall and moves in and out of her*
Each time he went deeper her walls contracted around him sending organic sensations throughout his body making him want to fill every part of her...every inch of her.
Bey: Shit! Who the hell is that? Please don't let it be Jay..
Justin: *pulls on his pants as fast as he could* You, go in my room. I'll answer the door, just wait for me there.
Bey: Ok, what if it's Jay? *starts picking up all of her clothes off of the floor*
Justin: I'll handle it. Don't worry.
Bey goes in Justin's bedroom to hide and shuts the door behind her.
Justin goes to answer the door and is relieved to see his best friend, Trace.
Justin: Why were you banging so hard on the door man? Scared the hell out of me.
Trace: Why are you half naked? *lets himself inside*
Justin: I was doing something.
Trace: It smells like sex in here. *laughs* Who you fucking?
Justin: *laughs nervously* Nobody.
Trace: Then who's car is that our front?
Justin: Mind your own business, Trace. What do you need?
Trace: I just came over to talk to you about your schedule for this week.
Justin: You couldn't call me?
Trace: I did, you didn't answer. That's why I was banging on the door, I thought you were asleep and this is important.
Justin: Well it can wait a little longer. Just entertain yourself around here. I have to go finish something..
Justin goes in his room where Beyonce is waiting. When he walks in he sees her clothes on the floor but doesn't see her. He heard water running in the bathroom so he walked into the steamy room taking his clothes off on the way. He stood there naked watching Beyonce's silhouette through the glass door.
Bey: Are you going to just stand there all day watching me?
Bey slid the door open and reached for him.
Bey: Come here baby..
He took her hand and she pulled him under the showerhead drenching him head to toe. Justin pressed his hard body up against her soft one and moved her so her back was up against the tile wall and quickly attacked her lips with kisses.
Bey: *wraps her arms around Justin's neck pulling him closer*
He pushed his tongue past her lips and she willingly submitted to his will moaning into his mouth as the kiss intensified.
Justin: *kisses down her chin and down her neck*
Bey: Ohh Justin..*moans*
Justin: *sucks on her pulse point and ran his hand through her hair*
He kissed behind her ear back up to her lips and ran his hand down her back to caress her.
Bey: *wraps her hand around his dick and strokes him slowly*
Justin braced his hands on the shower to keep his balance. He pulled her hand away and brought both of them over her head. She smirked up at him before kissing his lips.
Bey: No more. I can't wait..I want it..please..I need you..
Justin released her and his hands found their way to her breasts. She bit her bottom lip to silence her moans as his right hand moved from her breasts down south to her heated core. He pushed two fingers inside and she cried out from the friction but it did nothing for the release she wanted...needed. She bucked her hips against his hands wanting him to go deeper but he anchored her back to the wall. She stared up in to his deep blue eyes silently asking for what she wanted and he smiled in return.
Bey: No more games. *raises brow*
Justin: *removes his hand from her center*
Bey: *tightens her legs around his waist and grinds her heat up against his hardness as payback*
His dick twitched from the contact and she smiled against his lips. Not wanting to wait any longer he reached between them and guided his dick in to her thrusting deep as he entered. She dug her nails in to his lower back and broke their kiss when she let out a deep satisfied moan.
Justin: *presses her up hard against the wall and moves in and out of her*
Each time he went deeper her walls contracted around him sending organic sensations throughout his body making him want to fill every part of her...every inch of her.
Bey: *leans her head back on the wall* Harder! Oooh! It feels so good! Harder!
Justin: Oh yeah? *pulls her down for a sloppy kiss and picks up speed going in her as deep and as quickly as he could manage*
Her screams of passion encouraged him on as they filled the shower. He felt her body and her walls tighten around him.
Justin: *thrusts in and out of her at a fast speed trying to build her up for her release*
Her walls contracted as she reached the top of her peak and her orgasm washed over her in waves. She keep meeting his thrust as she road it out. He never stopped moving with in her until he felt her body go limp and his own legs give out.
Justin: Ohh shiittt Beyonce! I'm gonna cum! *pulls out and cums all over her stomach*
He slowly brought them down to the shower floor. They stayed on the shower floor trying to control their breathing for what seemed like forever still connected as one as the water from the shower beat down on them.
Justin: Oh yeah? *pulls her down for a sloppy kiss and picks up speed going in her as deep and as quickly as he could manage*
Her screams of passion encouraged him on as they filled the shower. He felt her body and her walls tighten around him.
Justin: *thrusts in and out of her at a fast speed trying to build her up for her release*
Her walls contracted as she reached the top of her peak and her orgasm washed over her in waves. She keep meeting his thrust as she road it out. He never stopped moving with in her until he felt her body go limp and his own legs give out.
Justin: Ohh shiittt Beyonce! I'm gonna cum! *pulls out and cums all over her stomach*
He slowly brought them down to the shower floor. They stayed on the shower floor trying to control their breathing for what seemed like forever still connected as one as the water from the shower beat down on them.
Justin had forgotten all about Trace and remembered when he and Beyonce were getting dressed.
Justin: Shit, I forgot about Trace..
Bey: You forgot about what?
Justin: My friend Trace..he came over to get me to look at my schedule for the week.
Bey: You think he heard us?
Justin: No. This room is sound proof but how am I going to get you out of here without him noticing?
Bey: Ask him to run to the store for you? I don't know.
Justin: *snaps his fingers* That's a great idea! Thank you. *runs out to tell Trace to run to the store for him*
Justin comes back in the room with a confused look on his face.
Justin: *shrugs* I guess he got tired of waiting and left. You can leave now.
Bey: You make it sound like you want me to leave.
Justin: *lifts her chin and kisses her* I don't want you to leave. I wish you could stay forever. You just gotta get back to your cheating ass husband.
Bey: *laughs* I'm his cheating ass wife.
Justin: So? He did it first. He only asked for it.
Bey: You're right. Thank you Justin. I'll see you another time?
Justin: Definitely.
With that, Beyonce leaves Justin's house. When she gets in her car she checks her phone and sees that she has 22 missed calls from Jay..
Bey: Oh my god..
To be continued..
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