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[Brandybee]

Somethings are worth the risk.

6ft 3  huh …  pfft   I'll take you on lol ….  with Moony lol…   Bending my knees, cupping my hands.   Hope you got the knuckle duster too   

Cheeky Monkey 

[Brandybee]

Words failed me at first … which is unusual !!! Then I thought …

YOU CHEEKY FUCKING BASTARD!  and  be right behind Marilyn is a swinging slap, which may turn into a fist on the way up to connecting with his face.

[Brandybee]

In that case, his tab stays open all year, I'll let Old Joe know 

[Brandybee]

Typhoon Haiyan

Sending similar prayers and God Speed for loved ones, family and friends to be united once more.

It seems over a million people have been affected in the Philippines. Around 10,000 people may have died in just one area of the Philippines hit by Typhoon Haiyan, according to officials.
One of the worst storms on record, it destroyed homes, schools and an airport in the eastern city of Tacloban.
Neighbouring Samar island was also badly affected, with reports of 300 people dead and 2,000 missing.
The Philippine government has so far only confirmed the deaths of 151 people throughout the country, but hundreds of thousands have been displaced.

Thinking of you. xxx

[Brandybee]

The pool room has a strong fragrant smell of jasmine, evidence that the two phantoms of the AB&G are patrolling nearby.

Stanley moves in close to Doris and strokes her hair. He bends down to her as she sucks merciless on Bear’s throbbing member.
“Do you know, how sexy that looks my dear? Makes me wish, I was of this earth again,”

“Mmm h mmm” Doris looks up, mouth full of Bear’s cock, still keeping the rhythm. Her eyes are big and wide. He can see the whites of her eyes as her irises rise to look at him. She looks so enticing to him and he groans.

The sexy noises of the couple on the pool table behind them are music to their ears. Both lost in the pleasure of the other.

“You are outdoing yourself Darling. Mercer and Brandy can’t get enough of each other and jcm and Blu are in a different world in the Ice House,”

Doris grins mischievously, nods her bobbing head and nibbles Bear’s cock. She senses Bear is nearing his peak again and stops, sliding her mouth up to kiss his tip and then off him. He writhes, bereft, she has left him.

She stands and trails her hand up his thigh and torso to play with his nipples and scratch him firmly but gently. She stands behind him, tantalising him and… teasing her husband at the same time!

She rains little open mouthed kisses on Bear’s neck, all the time keeping her eyes on her husband. Then she sucks provocatively on Bear’s ear, swirling circles on his chest with her nails and massaging his back with her soft breasts.

Stanley watches her mesmerised, “You little minx,” he murmurs. Doris is purposefully teasing him too.

He watches, hypnotised by her. She is a gorgeous little tramp when she wants to be and thinks of their past happy times together in their marital bed.

He eases into Bear’s mind and is flooded with the sensual, yet hard core pornographic images of his highly charged body.

Stanley sees his thoughts, pictures of dungeons; strapped, spread eagled naked women; women naked in collars kneeling at his feet; fucking machines fucking women with Bear at the controls; Bear taking command and fucking women to orgasm; woman in spreader bars waiting their turn for their alpha male;  Bear and his mate performing a standing 69 ; then a softer side of tender, sensual love scenes but just as potent.

Bear’s dominant mind is like a strong bolt of electric current that hits him. Bear is a caged animal pacing back at forth, looking, searching for that chance to escape and conquer.
Stanley sees shimmering images of banana slugs interrupt the naughty sexual images in his mind, like stills in a running cinematic film. He is putting up a valiant fight for control but the resistance is futile. Doris is an expert at seduction and finding out your inner naughty fantasies. After all, isn’t that one of the many reasons of why he married her?

He cocks his head to one side, enjoying Doris’s blatant sexual foreplay.

Stanley wonders if Doris can sense the strength and dangerous undercurrents of this man, she is playing with. Or maybe that’s why she chose him. The thought causes him to chuckle.

“The force is strong with this one” he muses, then a wicked thought enters his head, “I wonder…”

[Brandybee]

No, bit early for that cocktail , but enjoying my mug of tea mmm.

Next one posting has to wear red underwear for work or college and think of their naughty rooms here at least twice in their day  :

[Brandybee]

It is a fabulous idea Tomi85 and nicely put Concerto, a picture paints a 1000 words.  Stunning effect for the rooms.

[Brandybee]

Am I safe to assume that in “Medieval” I can delve into fantasy?  Like Dragons and Arthur and magic and stuff. As long as there are guys in armor with swords and shit?

Yes, as long as it is set in the middle ages from the 5th to 15th century.  The world is your oyster 

[Brandybee]

In the UK , we also have Remembrance  or Armistice Day which is officially at 11am on 11 Nov.  In addition to this we have Remembrance Sunday held as close to the 11/11 as possible, where we have military parades and laying of poppy wreaths at cenotaphs or memorials to our war dead.

We observe a two minute silence at 11am on the 11/11 across the country in remembrance and respect to our fallen military. In addition to this we buy red poppys to wear on our lapels, coats, suits etc.. for this same reason, and the money collected is a recognised charity to assist surviving soldiers.

Here's our UK history – 

Remembrance Day (also known as Poppy Day or Armistice Day) is a memorial day observed in Commonwealth countries since the end of World War I to remember the members of their armed forces who have died in the line of duty. This day, or alternative dates, are also recognised as special days for war remembrances in many non-Commonwealth countries. Remembrance Day is observed on 11 November to recall the end of hostilities of World War I on that date in 1918.

Hostilities formally ended “at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month,” in accordance with the Armistice, signed by representatives of Germany and the Entente between 5:12 and 5:20 that morning. (“At the 11th hour” refers to the passing of the 11th hour, or 11:00 am) World War I officially ended with the signing of the Treaty of Versailles on 28 June 1919.

The day was specifically dedicated by King George V on 7 November 1919 as a day of remembrance for members of the armed forces who were killed during World War I. This was possibly done upon the suggestion of Edward George Honey to Wellesley Tudor Pole, who established two ceremonial periods of remembrance based on events in 1917.

The Initial or Very First Armistice Day was held at Buckingham Palace commencing with King George V hosting a “Banquet in Honour of the President of the French Republic”  during the evening hours of November 10, 1919. The first official Armistice Day was subsequently held on the grounds of Buckingham Palace on the Morning of November 11, 1919. This would set the trend for a day of Remembrance for decades to come.

The red remembrance poppy has become a familiar emblem of Remembrance Day due to the poem “In Flanders Fields”. These poppies bloomed across some of the worst battlefields of Flanders in World War I, their brilliant red colour an appropriate symbol for the blood spilled in the war.

In Flanders Fields
Flanders Poppy on the First World War battlefields.
by John McCrae, May 1915

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Thank you to all military personnel, past present and future who fight selflessly to ensure the freedom we have today and keeping me and mine safe.
Thank you to the soldiers who have paid the ultimate price of this freedom with their lives and to the families they left behind.  You have my never ending gratitude and respect.

[Brandybee]

I have received the first entry for the contest 

Calling all you fabulous writers, past, present and the ones who need a little push –  do it 

I am waiting for your stories from now until 31 January 2014.  Get you pens, pencils or keyboards out, whatever inspires … I am looking out for you..

Please read the rules so your story qualifies.

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[Brandybee]

Thanks guys and girls  for all your support. It is always appreciated and never taken for granted.  I have to say, this story was published there quicker than I expected.  It took me by surprise.

@ Stone – Thanks for the nod  :-*
@ Lover –    :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-*
@ Blu –  hehe,  of course, I saw Rukya's paddles and it did inspire, don't worry, its back on the rack in time for your next session lol.  :-*

Thank you all for taking the time to read and give it a star rating.  Hugs and mwahhh.

[Brandybee]

HAPPY  BIRTHDAY  SNOWBUNNY 78

Have a wonderful day and lots of drinks at AB&G…  ( Cove & jcm have a tab open each  )

Hugs and mwahhhhhhhhhh

[Brandybee]

Mercer ‘s kiss takes me in to another world and another dimension. His mouth devours me in a sensuous cloud of need and want. I am falling into that swirling, wondrous sea of desire. It takes my breath and when I gasp for air, it is of him. His scent, his breath, his very essence. My body responds like a rose opening its petals in need of the sun. My nectar flows freely and my body, mind and soul meld into one.

I wrap my arms tightly around him, and lean back on the pool table, bringing him with me. I fold my legs around his waist and feel his hardness prod into the side of my sex. I relish his weight on top of me and the hands stroking and exploring my body. I press my body into him, moaning into his mouth.

He breaks the kiss and whispers joyous words into my ears, “I want you”. He moves his head back and I see the sincerity in the depths of his eyes. I smile at him cupping his face and grip him harder with my thighs. His eyes go wild at the silent acknowledge of consent and he pulls me up, flings me over the pool table so I am bent double, my breasts squashed against the green felt.

I stretch my arms out in front and reach towards the edge. Then turn my head to look sexily at Mercer, sucking my finger provocatively and wiggle my bottom at him in invite. I see him devour my body with his eyes and I spread my legs so he can see the pure wet lust, glistening on my inner thighs and pussy.

He drops to his knees, breathing in my feminine aroma and buries his face in between my legs. His tongue is amazing! I groan and grind on his face, begging him to take me. “I need you,”  I murmur, “ I need your cock inside me”

He tastes my unique flavour, drinks his fill, then stands and guides his cock to my entrance, pushing in. His big cock stretches the walls of my heated wet core as he possesses my body.

He pushes in to the hilt till I feel his gonads gently kiss my labia. I feel so full. He waits a moment to savour the tightness that grips him. Then he eases out and pushes in again, repeating the possession of a slow, deliberate and deep fuck.  I clench my pussy to grip him tight. He feels it and we both moan.

Then he fucks me like a crazed animal. He grips my hips, his fingers dig into my flesh to hold me steady and ensure he can pull me back on to him as he thrusts forward.

And he saws,  deep and hard with a rawness that causes me to gasp as he cock butts my cervix.  He rams in and out slapping his balls against my pussy.  The pure male lust causes my own to rise and meet his head on. We are both fucking, with a grunting, hot carnal need. Nothing else matters except the two of us in our crazed desire for each other.

I move on to my hands on the table to stop the friction on my hard nipples and give myself leverage to fuck back.

Mercer is an amazing fuck!  He hammers into my body over and over and I am enjoying and loving every second of our lusty pleasure.

Bear watches the hardcore, live, pornographic scenes performed in front of him. He wants some of the action so much, but Doris likes keeping him in his agitated state. He salivates as Mercer tastes my pussy! His cock pulsates as Mercer claims me and he imagines the tightness of my pussy on his own cock. He hears my moans of pleasure ringing in his ears. He needs to mate!

Mercer bends forward and palms my breasts. He squeezes and gropes them whilst still fucking hard.  I moan his name in delight,  ” Ohhhh  Mercer”…

[Brandybee]

I feel a wonderful calmness settle over me as I glow in the aftermath of such a powerful orgasm and as that settles, the need to please my lover overwhelms.  Time in the Pool room seems to stand still in our own little world.

Mercer pulls me up off the pool table to kiss me. His lips claim mine and I taste the glory of his athletic tongue. He cups my head as he sensuously devours my mouth. I respond and enjoy him.
My hands explore his waist and lower his trousers. I can sense his throbbing need and my hand curls along his silky solid cock. I rub my thumb over his tip and gently wank him. My other hand cups his balls and softly rubs, feeling their weight and continue with our kiss. I compliment softly, “ My god, your tongue and technique is wonderous”

He is big, hard and lusty. He groans into my mouth and circles and thrusts his hips. I end the kiss and sink to my knees. My face is level with his splendid erection! I smell his erotic scent and see the bubbles of precum forming at his opening and then trickle and spread over his bulbous head. I blow gently to tease, my mouth is so close to him and it fires his anticipation.

I slide his trousers off so he is naked. A wave of attraction sweeps over me causing me to throb and flood. That cock is too tempting and I lick him all over, relishing the tasty liquid oozing from him. I find a spot on the underside of his cock just below the tip that he particularly likes. I oblige and return, over and over, paying attention there, as I explore him.

Then I push my lips over his crown and suckle him, easing him further into my hot, wet buccal cavity until he is embedded. I suck, allowing the inner flesh of my cheeks to pressure him for a few moments and then begin to slide back and forth.

Mercer throws his head back, nostrils flaring as he enjoys the action. He grips my head to guide and control the movements to his liking. Soon his greedy needs takes over and he is sawing into my head, pushing to the back of my throat and back again. He places one hand on the top of my head and fists pulling my hair, letting the other hand fall by his side to swing in the amorous rhythm.

He is using me now, caring little of any discomfort he may cause, and fucking my head for his own selfish pleasure which excites us both. I adore a man who loses himself in the delights of my body and his uncontrollable desire unleashed for me.

I move my hand to play with my oily pussy and clitoris and work hungrily to please him. In turn, it pleases and heightens my own sexual joy. My moans answer his and I massage his balls.

Bear watches Mercer ramming his cock into my head, enthralled and teased by similar sensations on his own. But as he is teased to a point of no return, the actions subside to taunt him and thwart his joyous discharge. He is a frustrated animal!

I sense Mercer’s release is close and then he stiffens. I pull off and watch as his semen blasts into the air, landing on his tummy, my forehead and breasts. It seems unending and I wank him steadyily, to milk him as he roars his euphoria.

Bear’s covetous growls divert my gaze to his anguished face. Fire courses through his veins. His biceps bulge as he twists in his secret bonds, his hands opening and closing, fingers spread wide, then clenching into tight threatening fists of impotent excitement. The rug over him tents his delicious, lascivious manhood. A tell tale damp patch of precum has formed in the cloth covering him.

The relentless whispers by his ears continue to plague “Look at her beautiful tits and wet cunt. Don’t you want your fingers there, your tongue, playing with her like Mercer is? Don’t you want to feel her pussy and mouth around your cock and hear her groans as you spear her? Don’t you want to hold her down and pound her body into submission? You know you want her.”

The naughty whispers resume at my ears.
“He wants your slutty body. Look at his throbbing cock, look how hard he is getting. Go on, you whore, take him, bait the beasts within them both”  “Don’t you want that throbbing cock in your salacious body?”  “It turns you on to think of these handsome men hankering for you”

Mercer hears the whispers in his head as well. He hardens again… “You are going to fuck her, to feel her body gripping you like a tight glove, to pound her to orgasmic pleasure. She wants you in her, to feel your desire, for you to feel hers. She wants you. You want her. Take her.”

The words excite us all, invigorating our bodies for more.

I rise to my feet and kiss Mercer seductively folding my arms around his neck and pressing my body to his. He is left in no doubt that I desire him My tongue enters his mouth and I breath him in…

[Brandybee]

The prices have suddenly increased exorbitantly.  I will ask the Achat Gods the reason for such rises.

[Author]

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