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Erotic Stories / Re: A tale of erotic fantasy OOC
« on: July 06, 2012, 08:04:29 AM »
Tight,
Go for babe. I'm not gonna object, lol.
Go for babe. I'm not gonna object, lol.
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Erotic Stories / Sinnnn's fantasy
« on: July 05, 2012, 10:43:27 PM »
A simple fantasy 
I sat on the edge of the bed, nervous, rubbing my sweaty palms back and forth over the comforter. We been texting, im'ing for over a year and I know him but I can't stop the fear from slowly gripping my limbs, wrapping round my heart and squeezing. I have texted others, met others but they did not call to that wild thing inside of me, that's been trying to claw free. It saw them as weak, not worthy of all that I had to offer. it needed someone one strong, someone it wanted to overwhelm it without breaking it, someone worth hunting with, worth fighting for, worth loving, worth trusting, and worth kneeling to.
I am so nervous cause everything in me wants to leap up and jump into his hands, have him take me apart just to put me back together again. And i fear that this'll be another dream unfullfilled. My eyes dart to the door, ears cock as I hear footsteps, heart beating, I want to run but I force myself to stay still and wait. Sighing as footsteps go past. Now I am pissed, lol, as scared as I was I wanted it to be him. This wait is killing me, I have to know if he is finally he one. I want to get up and pace back n forth but he told me what to do. I am to get undress and sit on the edge of the bed, legs closed, hands by my side and head high, eyes forward. Fuck what s taking him so long, my stomach is tightening so bad I'm starting to feel sick.
Mind wandering I failed to hear the lil click as the door opens and I jump, lil squeak rushes from my lips. I close my eyes, scared too see him, scared too see his face, too see disappointment, thinking I am not what he want. What if I don't fit his image, all these negative thoughts rip their way ino my brain, shredding my confidence. Just when I feel like crying a hard slap saves me, bringing me back to reality. "I said eyes open and forward didn't I Sleave?" his voice washes over me, drowning out those thoughts and I find myself straightening, shoulders back, head high, eyes forward. "That's my Princess.". I can't help but glow at his praise. Feel his hand glide over my left breast, lifting it, I know he is looking at his name and as I quickly look down I see my name beautifully written on his wrist. As his fingers caress his ame, my skin tingles, and something inside me began to unfurl. Something wild, fierce has a growl trickling from my lips, before I know it, my hair is yanked painfully and I am on my back, his had wrapped round my neck, face inches from mine, snarling, growling right back at me. At this display, my true nature started to unravel, I responded by becoming something I never thought I could be for anyone, submissive, malleable. And the pain from his grip had me relaxing, eyes lowering and I waited.
Cold slide across my neck, a pull, a click that drowned out all sounds but his harsh breathing. I knew what it was, the beautiful heart padlock collar that he told me was meant for his slave, when he finally find her. Oh God, tears pushing at my closed lids. "look at me" stinging slap, "look at me" and I obey freeing the tears. Feeling them slowly glide down side of my face as I stared into his eyes. "who am I?", as I looked into his strong face, something in me let go and with the whispered word, "Master" I was finally free. So fucking free. I couldn't help it, I started laughing and crying cause I found him. His lips crushing mines, his hands choking me, his body and will bending mines and I willingly follow. The things he did to me in that room. I was his whore, his queen, slut, his wife, his pet, his equal and I loved every second of it as my mind soared.
Realizing my journey was finally beginning.
I sat on the edge of the bed, nervous, rubbing my sweaty palms back and forth over the comforter. We been texting, im'ing for over a year and I know him but I can't stop the fear from slowly gripping my limbs, wrapping round my heart and squeezing. I have texted others, met others but they did not call to that wild thing inside of me, that's been trying to claw free. It saw them as weak, not worthy of all that I had to offer. it needed someone one strong, someone it wanted to overwhelm it without breaking it, someone worth hunting with, worth fighting for, worth loving, worth trusting, and worth kneeling to.
I am so nervous cause everything in me wants to leap up and jump into his hands, have him take me apart just to put me back together again. And i fear that this'll be another dream unfullfilled. My eyes dart to the door, ears cock as I hear footsteps, heart beating, I want to run but I force myself to stay still and wait. Sighing as footsteps go past. Now I am pissed, lol, as scared as I was I wanted it to be him. This wait is killing me, I have to know if he is finally he one. I want to get up and pace back n forth but he told me what to do. I am to get undress and sit on the edge of the bed, legs closed, hands by my side and head high, eyes forward. Fuck what s taking him so long, my stomach is tightening so bad I'm starting to feel sick.
Mind wandering I failed to hear the lil click as the door opens and I jump, lil squeak rushes from my lips. I close my eyes, scared too see him, scared too see his face, too see disappointment, thinking I am not what he want. What if I don't fit his image, all these negative thoughts rip their way ino my brain, shredding my confidence. Just when I feel like crying a hard slap saves me, bringing me back to reality. "I said eyes open and forward didn't I Sleave?" his voice washes over me, drowning out those thoughts and I find myself straightening, shoulders back, head high, eyes forward. "That's my Princess.". I can't help but glow at his praise. Feel his hand glide over my left breast, lifting it, I know he is looking at his name and as I quickly look down I see my name beautifully written on his wrist. As his fingers caress his ame, my skin tingles, and something inside me began to unfurl. Something wild, fierce has a growl trickling from my lips, before I know it, my hair is yanked painfully and I am on my back, his had wrapped round my neck, face inches from mine, snarling, growling right back at me. At this display, my true nature started to unravel, I responded by becoming something I never thought I could be for anyone, submissive, malleable. And the pain from his grip had me relaxing, eyes lowering and I waited.
Cold slide across my neck, a pull, a click that drowned out all sounds but his harsh breathing. I knew what it was, the beautiful heart padlock collar that he told me was meant for his slave, when he finally find her. Oh God, tears pushing at my closed lids. "look at me" stinging slap, "look at me" and I obey freeing the tears. Feeling them slowly glide down side of my face as I stared into his eyes. "who am I?", as I looked into his strong face, something in me let go and with the whispered word, "Master" I was finally free. So fucking free. I couldn't help it, I started laughing and crying cause I found him. His lips crushing mines, his hands choking me, his body and will bending mines and I willingly follow. The things he did to me in that room. I was his whore, his queen, slut, his wife, his pet, his equal and I loved every second of it as my mind soared.
Realizing my journey was finally beginning.
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Fantasies and Fetishes / Re: Janine's Dungeon
« on: July 05, 2012, 10:30:13 PM »
Honestly I have never considered Janine a sub. Hell BDSM never popped into my mind with us. I just find that she leds me in somethings and i might lead in something else. She is my equal in every way. I love a good debate, I love someone I can talk to bout everything without worrying about them freaking. She seduced my mind before we even entered the room 
For some reason ppl have this idea that subs are suppose to do everything you want without saying no. They are not suppose to have a mind of their own. That is sooo far from the truth.
Just like some subs think that Doms are suppose to know their needs before they even voice them.
To me communication and open mindedness builds BDSM relationship.
For some reason ppl have this idea that subs are suppose to do everything you want without saying no. They are not suppose to have a mind of their own. That is sooo far from the truth.
Just like some subs think that Doms are suppose to know their needs before they even voice them.
To me communication and open mindedness builds BDSM relationship.
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Erotic Stories / Re: A tale of erotic fantasy OOC
« on: July 05, 2012, 08:58:10 PM »
K, too much to read so I'm just going to ask.
I CAN write my own lil short story and add it to erotic fantasy right?
I CAN write my own lil short story and add it to erotic fantasy right?
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Fantasies and Fetishes / Re: Janine's Dungeon
« on: July 05, 2012, 08:55:15 PM »
Heya Hugs Tight, Bear, Lover and molesting squeeze Adera.
Sorry for going dark but I was curious about whatya might think. As for tats, it's a permanent and I made clear decision. If it ends it ends but the tat is symbols of something good that I experienced in my life. No matter how it ended I'm going to herish that memory.
I will say this I have dealt with someone that basically was insecure in how I felt about them. I was always accused of having fuck buddies or flirting. Nothing I did or say made him feel secure. he acted like I thought with my pussy.
I explained to him, that I kneel not because you make me but because I desire/wish to kneel before you.
To me a sub that kneels willingly/lovingly before you is the most beautifulest thing in the world. The trust they give you is a gift that should be respected and cherished. You don't accuse them of being a whore, lol, or just disrespect them period.
They kneel, you love
Sorry for going dark but I was curious about whatya might think. As for tats, it's a permanent and I made clear decision. If it ends it ends but the tat is symbols of something good that I experienced in my life. No matter how it ended I'm going to herish that memory.
I will say this I have dealt with someone that basically was insecure in how I felt about them. I was always accused of having fuck buddies or flirting. Nothing I did or say made him feel secure. he acted like I thought with my pussy.
I explained to him, that I kneel not because you make me but because I desire/wish to kneel before you.
To me a sub that kneels willingly/lovingly before you is the most beautifulest thing in the world. The trust they give you is a gift that should be respected and cherished. You don't accuse them of being a whore, lol, or just disrespect them period.
They kneel, you love
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Fantasies and Fetishes / Re: Janine's Dungeon
« on: July 04, 2012, 11:21:31 AM »
Oh sweety you should have seen his reply to some of the comments to his questions. He calls himself a sadist. He likes making his pet suffer. I have friends that are sadist, they enjoy giving pain, but they enjoy their pets getting pleasure from the pain. It never crossed their mines to remove anything from their sub. They want their subs to feel pleasure, the only time they keep pleasure from them is in form of punishment or play. (I have friends in different levels of kink, I don't down anyone for their fetishes. As long as they respect the line that I drew in the dirt we good).
Like I said to each his own if they truly consent. This topic he had posted was about a bunch of selfish ass mutherfuckers that are insecure about their manhood that they got to take away her womanhood to make them feel like a man.
I love giving pleasure, seducing the mind, body and if I can soul. To deny anyone joy permantly in any kind of form is some sick shit.
What really got me is the replies the females made when the question was put to them. Again if it's something you consent to then whatever. But I can't help to think do they really undertand what they are agreeing to. I wont tell you some off the modifications he suggested, made me want to vomit, but but the dumb bitches actually had no problem with it. You have women fleeing their countries just to get away from this tradition. It hurts that they actually want to do this. If it was something they did for themselves, for their own pleasure, then fine. But they are doing it for another persons sick need to feel better bout themselves. Like Janine said, no one really understands what loosing a part of yourself really means.
This is something that you can't grow back, cover up, or fix without going bankrupt. It's permanent. As far as I am concern, I don't consider this bdsm, kink, or a fetish.
Like I said to each his own if they truly consent. This topic he had posted was about a bunch of selfish ass mutherfuckers that are insecure about their manhood that they got to take away her womanhood to make them feel like a man.
I love giving pleasure, seducing the mind, body and if I can soul. To deny anyone joy permantly in any kind of form is some sick shit.
What really got me is the replies the females made when the question was put to them. Again if it's something you consent to then whatever. But I can't help to think do they really undertand what they are agreeing to. I wont tell you some off the modifications he suggested, made me want to vomit, but but the dumb bitches actually had no problem with it. You have women fleeing their countries just to get away from this tradition. It hurts that they actually want to do this. If it was something they did for themselves, for their own pleasure, then fine. But they are doing it for another persons sick need to feel better bout themselves. Like Janine said, no one really understands what loosing a part of yourself really means.
This is something that you can't grow back, cover up, or fix without going bankrupt. It's permanent. As far as I am concern, I don't consider this bdsm, kink, or a fetish.
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Fantasies and Fetishes / Re: Janine's Dungeon
« on: July 03, 2012, 04:50:57 PM »
Boo
I needed to add my 2 cents if you don't mind. If you do, to bad, lol.
There are two reasons why I don't let anyone Dom me. First is my attraction to a certain person is so overwhelming that I want to devour them. I want/need to make them loose control. To see how far I can push them, how far they will push me. Now i have wanted a certain someone to dom me, i have tried but i cant help it. I want to push her down on the bed, watch the look on her face as i....anyway i digress. I must say once i take control its really really hard to let go. Second is trust. Your giving everything to that person. You have to have the ability to trust and let go. I have only ever let myself be owned once in RL. I have his symbol tat on my neck. He is 2nd person in my life that i trust and is worth doing that for. Its my sign of respect, love, trust(i would like to put a pretty J on my wrist but i dont think she would like that..or would she). And only one other person in VR worth truly showing my Dom side(kiss) too. I think a dom can lead with a firm hand then a painful one. Sub can follow without following blindly. Now I'm telling you this so you guys won't lynch me for the question I am bout to put to you. But everyone ones idea of bdsm tend to go beyond the norm and I wanted your thoughts.
Anyway I came back cause I wanted to put a questions to you all. I was in another site. I am not allowed to copy his post. He put a questions to owners.....It's about body modification. He wanted to know if men thought that their pet/slave/sub's clit was distracting her so much that it interfered with their pleasure. As owner would you remove it? What other body modifications would you subject her to? Do you have the right to modify her without her say so? Do you think her getting an orgasm is a service to you?
So please feel free to tear this apart. I will say this, if a pet wants this, if this is her/his thing and they are not following blindly, then I'm not gonna bitch. But if it's forced upon them, or they are bullied into it til they give in...I seriously think the owner should seriously be &@$$&87)$7()(%^~#>~#%><€€^> and ^><}~#}><^>^%#%#|#~.
I was never asked to put the tat on, it was a surprise. My decision and he is thinking bout a design for me, for him. It's not a symbol of ownership but of trust. And no matter how it ends, it's a very good reminder of something beautiful.
I needed to add my 2 cents if you don't mind. If you do, to bad, lol.
There are two reasons why I don't let anyone Dom me. First is my attraction to a certain person is so overwhelming that I want to devour them. I want/need to make them loose control. To see how far I can push them, how far they will push me. Now i have wanted a certain someone to dom me, i have tried but i cant help it. I want to push her down on the bed, watch the look on her face as i....anyway i digress. I must say once i take control its really really hard to let go. Second is trust. Your giving everything to that person. You have to have the ability to trust and let go. I have only ever let myself be owned once in RL. I have his symbol tat on my neck. He is 2nd person in my life that i trust and is worth doing that for. Its my sign of respect, love, trust(i would like to put a pretty J on my wrist but i dont think she would like that..or would she). And only one other person in VR worth truly showing my Dom side(kiss) too. I think a dom can lead with a firm hand then a painful one. Sub can follow without following blindly. Now I'm telling you this so you guys won't lynch me for the question I am bout to put to you. But everyone ones idea of bdsm tend to go beyond the norm and I wanted your thoughts.
Anyway I came back cause I wanted to put a questions to you all. I was in another site. I am not allowed to copy his post. He put a questions to owners.....It's about body modification. He wanted to know if men thought that their pet/slave/sub's clit was distracting her so much that it interfered with their pleasure. As owner would you remove it? What other body modifications would you subject her to? Do you have the right to modify her without her say so? Do you think her getting an orgasm is a service to you?
So please feel free to tear this apart. I will say this, if a pet wants this, if this is her/his thing and they are not following blindly, then I'm not gonna bitch. But if it's forced upon them, or they are bullied into it til they give in...I seriously think the owner should seriously be &@$$&87)$7()(%^~#>~#%><€€^> and ^><}~#}><^>^%#%#|#~.
I was never asked to put the tat on, it was a surprise. My decision and he is thinking bout a design for me, for him. It's not a symbol of ownership but of trust. And no matter how it ends, it's a very good reminder of something beautiful.
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Share your creative ideas / Re: Tablet version?
« on: March 13, 2012, 07:01:29 AM »
Hey Adera, kisses...I know now, lol, for a seccond I thought I went nuts, well nuttier. 
@Azrielle...thanks for info will give it a try an
;Dd see what happens.
@Azrielle...thanks for info will give it a try an
;Dd see what happens.
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Share your creative ideas / Re: Tablet version?
« on: March 11, 2012, 12:49:45 PM »
Well I did type in NUDE in my andriod app search and some interesting things did pop up . So if they are letting things like nude stripping as an app, something like this can't be that far away.
Hmmm did my post just get edited and pasted somewhere else!? Rotfl.
Hmmm did my post just get edited and pasted somewhere else!? Rotfl.
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Share your creative ideas / Re: Tablet version?
« on: March 10, 2012, 09:54:11 PM »
Surprise...Kisses all you guys. FONDLES janine
Anyway I wanted to suggest making this available to ppl who have tablets and stuck with the Andriod. I know alot of the sexy computer geeks gonna suggest that it'll take time, gonna be alot of work. I KNOW, LOL, I just wanted to be able to play again. Unless it is available and my crazy tail haven't notice.
Anyway I wanted to suggest making this available to ppl who have tablets and stuck with the Andriod. I know alot of the sexy computer geeks gonna suggest that it'll take time, gonna be alot of work. I KNOW, LOL, I just wanted to be able to play again. Unless it is available and my crazy tail haven't notice.
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Erotic Stories / Re: Halloween Party 2011... the lair of Ursa
« on: October 31, 2011, 12:49:20 PM »
I shiver, feeling a evil chill run down my spine(bobbler ), but her warm hands on my back makes the feeling fade. Pulling away, I pull from my pounch her gift, wrapped in orange with a black bow. She smiles, opens it and frowns looking at the skeleton key. "What does it go to?"
Leaning down I press my lips to her plump cleavage, kiss first then the other, "Guess?" Hands on her hips, pull her closer, my tongue delving playfully.
), but her warm hands on my back makes the feeling fade. Pulling away, I pull from my pounch her gift, wrapped in orange with a black bow. She smiles, opens it and frowns looking at the skeleton key. "What does it go to?"Leaning down I press my lips to her plump cleavage, kiss first then the other, "Guess?" Hands on her hips, pull her closer, my tongue delving playfully.
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Erotic Stories / Re: Halloween Party 2011... the lair of Ursa
« on: October 25, 2011, 05:40:36 AM »
Music still playing, we bagan to move to our own beat. Hand playing over her flesh, so soft, so smooth, just like I remembered. Teeth bite down on her earlobe and my other hand cups her breast. Tumb teasing a nipple threw her top. Her head falls back, her hair loosening and cascading down my back, silky waterfall. Hearing her sigh, my hand on her stomach travels lower, slipping under top of her skirt, lower still as I watch her chest rise and fall.
Some drunk bumps me on the dance floor, causing my hood to fall back, my cloak to flare open just enough to glimpse my boots. My eye piece glinters in the light as I quickly move us into shadow(succubi, can never hold their drinks). Quickly turn her in my arms, stilling pressing her into the shadows, my mouth on hers, our tongues teasing along each others til her back touches the wall.
Some drunk bumps me on the dance floor, causing my hood to fall back, my cloak to flare open just enough to glimpse my boots. My eye piece glinters in the light as I quickly move us into shadow(succubi, can never hold their drinks). Quickly turn her in my arms, stilling pressing her into the shadows, my mouth on hers, our tongues teasing along each others til her back touches the wall.
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Erotic Stories / Re: Poems, where everyone can leave their scribbles, haiku's, poetry, etc.
« on: October 19, 2011, 08:26:37 AM »
I Dreamed A Little Dream Of Her
Last night I had this dream bout you. Its really long but gonna try to give you the short version.
It started out with you standing nude before me, standing tall and proud.
I watch as honey powder is being slowly dusted on your body with feathers by the female servants. Another is adding khol to your eyes, color to your
lips. All of this is being done in such a way its sensual, has my hands
clenching to stroke your flesh, biting my lips, but I control myself as I
watch them began to dress you in traditional japanese clothing. Layer
after layer hiding your body from my site, makes me want to cum so bad. When they are done, I order them to design your hair in a very intrique design, imagining me taking it out, feeling your hair fall between my fingers,
hmmm. You kneel in front of the mirror, eyes down as you let them comb
your hair to such soft shiny splender. Seems like forever when they are
finally done with your hair. I rise and walk over to you, hold out my hands and
wait for you to take mines.
You still have not raisedyour eyes, and I'm thinking, "Look at me" but you don't. Teases me, challenges me, cause I want to see your eyes. But Isay nothing as your hands touch mines and you rise. We walk down this
long hall(you know those halls that go on forever and a day, lol), til we get
to this door that slides open silently and we enter. Smell of food doesnt'
make me hunger, all I can think of is licking the powder off your skin. I
take you to your seat, and I go to mines. I don't eat, I'm to busy
watching you. Your every move is like a dance that ensnares me. When you
lower your hands to pick up your chopsticks, the way you hold them, then
began to eat. Do you know every time your move to eat your arm pulls
on your collar, teasing me, barely giving me a glance and then you raise your
arms, causing your collar to close. Watching as your lips wrap round the
chops, your tongue comes out to lick off this one rice that got stuck, you swallow, your throat moving and I WANT to kiss it.
And you still do not look up at me. I think, I KNOW you know what you are doing to me.
I ask how does the food taste, watch you pause, your hand slightly trembling
and you whisper, "Its very good, thank you";. The sound of your voice has me close to cumming and find myself across the room, holding your face in my hand, tilted up, my lips almost on yours. Your breath caressing my lips and your eyes still are down. So close to kissing you and I stop myself, release you, stand, bow and say excuse me for my lapse and walk back to my seat.
And the torture starts all over again. You torturing me and I love every second of it.
Last night I had this dream bout you. Its really long but gonna try to give you the short version.
It started out with you standing nude before me, standing tall and proud.
I watch as honey powder is being slowly dusted on your body with feathers by the female servants. Another is adding khol to your eyes, color to your
lips. All of this is being done in such a way its sensual, has my hands
clenching to stroke your flesh, biting my lips, but I control myself as I
watch them began to dress you in traditional japanese clothing. Layer
after layer hiding your body from my site, makes me want to cum so bad. When they are done, I order them to design your hair in a very intrique design, imagining me taking it out, feeling your hair fall between my fingers,
hmmm. You kneel in front of the mirror, eyes down as you let them comb
your hair to such soft shiny splender. Seems like forever when they are
finally done with your hair. I rise and walk over to you, hold out my hands and
wait for you to take mines.
You still have not raisedyour eyes, and I'm thinking, "Look at me" but you don't. Teases me, challenges me, cause I want to see your eyes. But Isay nothing as your hands touch mines and you rise. We walk down this
long hall(you know those halls that go on forever and a day, lol), til we get
to this door that slides open silently and we enter. Smell of food doesnt'
make me hunger, all I can think of is licking the powder off your skin. I
take you to your seat, and I go to mines. I don't eat, I'm to busy
watching you. Your every move is like a dance that ensnares me. When you
lower your hands to pick up your chopsticks, the way you hold them, then
began to eat. Do you know every time your move to eat your arm pulls
on your collar, teasing me, barely giving me a glance and then you raise your
arms, causing your collar to close. Watching as your lips wrap round the
chops, your tongue comes out to lick off this one rice that got stuck, you swallow, your throat moving and I WANT to kiss it.
And you still do not look up at me. I think, I KNOW you know what you are doing to me.
I ask how does the food taste, watch you pause, your hand slightly trembling
and you whisper, "Its very good, thank you";. The sound of your voice has me close to cumming and find myself across the room, holding your face in my hand, tilted up, my lips almost on yours. Your breath caressing my lips and your eyes still are down. So close to kissing you and I stop myself, release you, stand, bow and say excuse me for my lapse and walk back to my seat.
And the torture starts all over again. You torturing me and I love every second of it.
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Erotic Stories / Re: Halloween Party 2011... the lair of Ursa
« on: October 19, 2011, 08:19:39 AM »
Watching her began to move has me sitting up straighter in my chair, I gulp my drink down as I break out in a sweat. Damn she can move, I almost forgot how graceful she is, how beautiful her skin is as the light caresses her flesh. The revelers move out of her way, making a opening for her as she moves in middle of the dance floor. Not caring that she is dominating the dance for, not caring who is watching her, not caring how she is inticing the crowd, working them up. She dips, she sways, and in one move she tosses her hat, its skidding across the floor to brush up against my shoe. The scent of her rising from her hat and somehow I find myself on the dance floor, my front to her back, arm round her waist, other over her chest, my cape wrapping us in our own little world. I don't even remember flashing to her side, or what the new song was that started playing, but we started moving as one, all sound downed out by her sweet laughter. I kiss her neck, tongue peaking out for a quick taste, and we dance. Each movement a tease, a welcome, and I can't help but send out a mental "THANK YOU" to Bear for the invite.
Whispering in her ear, "Don't sleep so long next time. I missed you so much".
Whispering in her ear, "Don't sleep so long next time. I missed you so much".
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Share your creative ideas / Re: ~*HAPPY HALLOWEEN*~
« on: October 15, 2011, 09:22:17 AM »
Right back at ya my bEAUTIFULLY WICKED peeps.
P.S.
So not giving a hint to my costume.
P.S.
So not giving a hint to my costume.