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Nope, I got here before him,
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March 24, 2014 at 4:20 am in reply to: Achat Town Square. Instant Chat Channel for Forum Members. #134947I like it too mrsexlover, your idea and imagination has captured the essence of The Square perfectly.
Well done.
I snuggled in to my dungeon four poster bed after the dwarfs had kindly rinsed me down in the shower and dried me off. They had rinsed all the excess oil away from the Pudding Pit in The AB&G, but I still smelt of strawberries and my skin was wonderfully soft.
After such an earth shattering orgasm, the Das Bootful’s of Ale and poppers, I slept like a baby till early dawn. I awoke about 6am and quickly showered and decided to go have breakfast at home in Moose Lodge.
Sometimes I needed a few hours to myself to recoup. The bar could get very busy and manic.
I drive back to Moose Lodge and open up the door and step inside. It always felt welcoming and homely. I flicked the radio on and Motown music filled the cabin. I went into the kitchen, put the kettle on to boil and began to cook bacon and eggs on the stove. The smell made my tummy rumble and I realised I was ravenous.
Soon, I was eating and relaxing with my hot English tea on the decking overlooking Lake Crystal. The day was cool but not cold and the sun had started to rise. The birds had begun to twitter in the trees and rabbits were foraging and playing in the grass. I really did love this place and the home I had made here.
In the distance, I thought I could see some wispy smoke in the direction of the old run down hunting lodge but wasn’t sure with the slight fog hanging over the lake.
It was all very peaceful and I found myself wondering of times past and the sapphire drop once more around my neck. I bought my hand up to fondle it gently between finger and thumb.
I wondered what he was doing now, if life had treated him well and if he had finally settled down with a good woman. That latter thought made me smile.
Maybe that was the message that the Sapphire on my pillow had meant. That he was breaking old ties and beginning new. A sudden feeling of melancholy washed over me and thoughts of what might have been. But then I wouldn’t have come to Crystal Lake and settled in the community I had and the thoughts of all my friends and the bar came to mind and their smiling, mischievous faces.I finished my plate and leaned back in my chair looking at the beautiful view of the lake. The beauty of it never failed to amaze me.
I vaguely noticed a raven flying in closer and it reminded me of him again. He had a Raven that had bonded to him in spirit , that had taken to him and followed him around. He was never far from his side.
“Gromit, Gruel, Granite,” I tried to remember the name he called him and then it came to me, as a small stone bounced on the wooden decking just in front of my table… “Grit, Grit was his name.”I looked to see where the stone had come from and saw him. The Raven had dropped it to get my attention and flew onto the wooden railing, near to where I was sitting. He flexed his wings and looked at me through jet black eyes.
I stared at him, “Grit,” I murmured. “Is it you?” He stared hard at me, as though trying to speak to me and I knew it was him. “Is he here too?” Again I knew the answer as soon as I had asked it. “He was around”My stomach twisted in excitement and a shiver caused goose bumps on my skin.
“Don’t go any where.” I told Grit, hoping he did not have the urge to leave straight away.
I went inside and filled a saucer with cereal grains and placed it on my table outside, oposite to where I had eaten, for him with another containing water. Then returned inside.I fetched out one of my small, navy blue velvet ring pouches and placed a small padlock key inside. I smiled. He would immediately know what it was for, if he thought about it. But importantly, he would know, I knew he was here. Then I quickly wrote down the address he could reach me at if he needed me. I folded the paper into four and pushed it in the pouch too.
Grit was on the table, eating as I had hoped. I showed him the pouch and he cocked his head to one side to examine it and then slowly allowed me to place it round his neck.
Just as I had finished doing so, he viciously went to peck me. I quickly moved my hands away. He was telling me, he was still wild and capable of looking after himself.I sat back respectfully and watched him pause to eye me and then continue to eat. All the time, he maintained that alert watchful look.
I sipped my tea again, enjoying that he was spending time with me. He flew to the wooden railing again and began to preen himself. He stayed for about 5 more minutes before “Cawing” and flying on to my table. I thought he was saying a sweet good bye but he quickly dove his beak to the silver coloured tea spoon in my saucer and took off with it over the trees and out of sight.
“Why you little thief,” I muttered under my breath and chided myself for not remembering Ravens liked to collect shiny, glittery things. Grit was obviously no exception.
I cleared the table, minus a tea spoon and went inside to do the washing up. In another few hours I would be back at the AB&G.
Mrsexlover takes his time rubbing the excess oil from my glowing skin as I sit in the corner of the pudding pit. He is kneeling down in front of me, having already done my back. I shut my eyes trying to concentrate on the last round of the wrestling match. I have to win. My street cred could be at risk.
Stone was far better than I remembered, and if she took victory tonight, Lover ( in his delightful latex hot pants ) would take control of my wardrobe for a whole week.
That would be sacrilege. A man choosing my clothes for me, who had no intentions whatsoever, except for payback. Even I knew, I deserved it for all those annoying little pranks I had pulled on him.I grin as I remember the strips and the “He’s my bitch banner” then shudder, knowing his payback will be sweet to him but sour for me. My smile falters. I have to win this round!
Mrsexlover rubs the towel over my breasts and I groan. The alcohol and discreet amyl nitrate doses fires my brain and bodily responses. I groan as my nipples harden even more and my clitoris swells and tingles. I rub my body into his hands and he notices.
“Are you…?” he purposely leaves his sentence unfinished and chuckles, watching my responses with interest. I grit my teeth as he moves the towel down my torso to my waist and then discreetly places a hand underneath. He fondles my knee and edges up the inside of my thigh.
My breath ratchets as I feel his hand slide slowly up. My knees move apart of their own accord, inviting his naughty hand to explore unhindered. My mouth opens a little and I bite on my lower lip, stifling little whimpers of insincere protests.
He watches my teeth nibbling my lower lip as his fingers reach and stroke my furrow under the towel. They are cool in contrast to my wet heat. He strokes his index finger up and down my slit, parting my labia, dipping in a little and stroking my sensitive clitoris. He keeps his wrist still and moves his finger up and down, in the rhythm of a clock pendulum, up and down, up and down.
It is exquisite. My breathing times in with the finger motion and I flood him with my excitement.The consumed alcohol dulls my inhibitions and the poppers, raise my sexual awareness. I moan a little, thrusting my hips slightly on his hand.
“You are.” mrsexlover concludes as he finds me wet and hot. He thrusts two fingers inside me. I gasp at his intrusion and he begins to finger fuck me, pressing down on my mons pubis with his other hand on top of the towel.
In doing this the top of my vagina wall and G spot graze along his sliding fingers. It’s amazing. My mind focus’s on the pleasure and intensifies. Nothing else matters except those fucking fingers. My hips circle on him. My legs fall open. The wrestling match and wager, suddenly, not a priority any longer. All that matters is those wonderful fingers setting my body alight.
Mrsexlover leans forward and whispers to me in my sexual state, “Brandy,” He stops the see-sawing inside me and my eyes open to stare at him, a wildness of need, willing him to continue.
My pussy throbs around his fingers. His thumb rests on my clitoris. I moan a little in protest and try to circle my hips to set his fingers in motion again.“If I do this, Stone will have the advantage over you. Your strength will be sapped,”
“Who the hell, can think of a wrestling match at a time like this” my mind screams silently and a weakened voice of reason parts in my feverish brain and announces, “You will be wearing last season’s wardrobe dear!”
“Arrr” is the only frustrated thing, I can say in answer to him.Mrsexlover shakes his head, “I can’t do it to you Brandy” and withdraws his fingers. My body is bereft and throbbing for release and frustration.
I grab his hand wanting to ram those fingers back where they belong but the bell rings for the last and final round.Chuckling, mrsexlover, pulls me to my feet and Sneezy hands me my Das Boot glass full of Ale and another discreet and extra dose of poppers.
I am trembling in need for release as I take a deep breath and tip the glass to my lips.
The bar patrons cheer at our total nudity and in anticipation for the last and final round.
This time, Stone beats me by a few seconds and from behind me, she grabs my breasts in her oily hands. As she swings me round, mrsexlover deftly grabs my empty glass and hands it to Sneezy.
Her intention was to shock me and she succeeded. She slides her hand from my breasts and up to my neck. Her arms lock into place under my arm pits and her fingers lock behind my neck.
Then she slowly walks me around the pit. I feel her naked breasts crushed against my back, her pubic hair brushing against my buttocks. Its intense in my highly sexualised state.My breasts jut out and my pussy is still throbbing and wet. She parades my body slowly round the pudding pit and the thrill of being exhibited this way is firing my errant libido even further. My fuzzy brain just can’t comprehend the strong sexual thrills that seems to be rising to the forefront.
The crowd cheers and they fire their jets of icy oil on my breasts when I get near to them. Several land on my swollen needy clitoris, protruding from its protective hood and on my overly sensitive nipples.
Stone seems no better than me. I feel her uneven breathing on my shoulder and know that the crowd are firing at her buttocks as we pass them. I feel her hard nipples drawing in the oil by my shoulder blades.
I try to struggle as she holds me in front of jakehart8 ; Ginuwine , Handsomedude and Mercer78. She manages to kick my legs apart and arches back, presenting them with my body. They take their time firing steady jets of oil at my naked body and then target my dripping pussy. Jet after jet hits my swollen clitoris. It reacts, I react. I like it too much. I throb with a deep seeded need for fulfilment.
Then I feel her hold weaken as someone unexpectedly fires oil in her face. I take advantage and shove her back managing to break her hold and tug her arm free.
We slip and fall to our knees but are soon up again on our knees grappling with each other, breasts crushed to breasts. We moan and grunt as we wrestle for advantage. We tug each other’s hair and grind and writhe against each other.My pubic area and clitoris rubs hers and her thighs. I like the stimulation far too much and loose concentration. Stone pushes me and falls on top, my legs tucked useless underneath me.
She writhes on top as we grapple and manages to grab my leg, pulling it up and moving to the side, crushing my breasts with hers as she pins my shoulders down.
Lover sees my exposed pussy and picks up a squirty bottle of oil and aims. I see him grin and then fire.
It all happens in slow motion. I see the jet of oil arc in the air and know instinctively where it will land, as it lowers out of my sight.
My body responds in excited anticipation as it gets closer and closer to it’s target.
It’s all too much I feel the first part of the oil splatter on to my swollen and excited clitoris and I scream in joy. I am catapulted into euphoria. My body shatters and jerks in the oil underneath Stone as my much needed orgasm shatters and explodes.
Stone feels me topple and no doubt has the same stimulation of oily jets to her exposed bottom in the air. I feel her tip over too in reaction to my deep pleasure.
She breaths and gasps has her orgasm takes her.We gasp and moan and writhe and spasm in the pudding pit as our euphoria takes us.
I have no energy to push Stones dead weight off me and can barely hear Lover’s count..
1…2…3
Stone wins the wrestling match.
The crowd cheers and Jayc lifts up Stone to carry her to the corner.
The dwarfs come into the ring with a stretcher and kindly load me on to take me to my dungeon to recover.
Lover grins at me as we pass and whispers, “I guess I win too”
I smile in my drunken, poppered and euphoric afterglow.
“Sure, do your worst, I’ll worry about it tomorrow”[img]https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRjVAun-_i_oDsGakdg0N90k_NflobANOXRYyrAPc9DVY7MvlOSvA[/img]WoWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW How did yo do that?
Next one posting will be Bear :-*
March 22, 2014 at 1:42 am in reply to: Forum Game: Say Something Romantic to the person above you. #101930Hell Marilyn, Take your pick
Strip night and popcorn
Skip and jump
Maybe at the time Concerto, the necklace maps were not available.
And these are the testers to see if they would sell.
Perhaps you should consider re – submitting your designs.
Tonight I celebrate my love – Peabo Bryson & Roberta Flack
Actually, I like the cheapest. Very nice Achat and prices more reasonable I see.
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