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Not quite yet, but Stone's faithful panda ally, Pachacuti is there right now!
Next to post has hugged Pachacuti.
Year of the Dragon.
Posting this meme that's been circulating around the interbots titled 'Doge'
original image
Incorrect Peeka. It's Hukk walking on in, instead.
Next to post is Mari'.
*Slams fist on the table*
Damn your mysterious, shadowy ways! We shall find out who you are Korvo! We have a crack team investigating.
Oh, and welcome to the forum! Enjoy your stay here, man of mystery.
*throws confetti in the air*
Haazah for joining! Welcome to the forum village. I hope you enjoy your stay!
A lot of writing. Better get crackin'.
*puts on glasses*
Well, I'd like to say to you hey, and welcome friend. You'll fit in just fine with everyone here. Just be mindful of Andrea's cookies. They're poisonous. Shh. Didn't hear it from me.
Sure. It's still very much cold here, and I could use a cuddling buddy. :-*
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Nope Mari'. Just Hukk posting a little late. (gif of a cat, because why not?)
Next to post is Tango.
*scrub scrub scrub*
Damnit, who put up this graffiti of a penis urinating in the fountain?!” I cry with annoyance. I could hear a couple of giggles in the background while I toil away, trying to remove it. “Make a village square they told me. It'll be fun. We'll have laughs.” I pause for a second looking over my shoulder. “I DIDN'T READ ANYWHERE IN THE JOB DESCRIPTION OF REMOVING PENIS GRAFFITI. HONESTLY, ALL YOU GUYS ARE TOO OLD FOR THIS!” I yell back, shaking my fist at them. I continue working away, me hunched down on my knees, my shirt getting soaked in a foam of soap.
I suddenly feel a small tap on my shoulder. *tap tap*. “YEAH, WHAT DO YO-” Spinning around, I see a lovely young lady, wearing all red. I was suffice to say, dazzled. She was petite in frame; a slender waist, and long slender legs that craved the careful attention of your eyes..and hands. I stare up to see her ember red hair, that contrasted beautifully with her ocean blue eyes.
“Bonjour Hukk!” says the mystery woman. I immediately pick myself up, while attempting to look more presentable..dusting myself off, and trying to wipe away the small amount of smudges on my shirt. “Oh, bonjour!” I reply back. She smiles, and looks me over. She proceeds to peek behind me, and notices the graffiti sprayed against the base of the water fountain. “Oh. Penis is big!”
I blush bashfully. I fiddle with my belt buckle with both hands and rock myself back and forth displaying a flattered smile. “Oh well, I don't like to brag..but…”
She begins to laugh, and points behind him. “No, Hukk. The image of the male penis.” I jerk my head back and smack my forehead. “Oh that! Well, oh! Yes, it is rather big!” I shout, laughing at my own bumbling stupidity. She simply smiles, amused by the misunderstanding. I finally pause, and examine her closely. “Correct me if I'm wrong but…you're Florise. From the forum?”
She claps her hands giddily “Oui! And I am here for the Valentines date, Monsieur Hukk!”
“Oh, is it that time already?!” She nods her head “Yes. That time has come.”
“Ha..well.” I grab the bottom portion of my shirt and extend it out. “You might want to allow me to head back home. I'm a little under dressed, and dirtied up from cleaning this here mess.”Florise bites her lips, noticing my lean cut buddy underneath my wet t-shirt and shakes her head. “No, that is fine.” She grabs me by the hand and proceeds to guide me to her place.
I'm pushed onto the sofa upon just entering her small cottage house. *plop* “Comfy!” I exclaim. She doesn't waste any time getting herself ready. She slips out of her dress and reveals her intoxicating soft flesh. She lightly grasps her small, perky breasts, while her other hand tugged at the corner of her panties…providing a visible outline of her pulsing slit underneath.
“Do you like this so far..?” she whispers, her right hand now combing through her hair. I continue to stare, trying to hold myself back. “Oui, je l'aime beaucoup.” I reply. She stops for a second and laughs. “Your french..it's a bit rough.”
“Ha. Eh bien, j'ai pensé que c'était la peine d'essayer.” I answer back, in my thick American accent. She slowly gets on her knees, and proceeds to crawl in my direction. Both our eyes lock on; shackled together by our growing appetite for sexual relief. She climbs atop me, and proceeds to plant small butterfly kisses on my lips as she speaks. “Just.” *smooch* “Let.” *smooch* “Our bodies.” *smooch* “Talk.”
She grinds her ass around my crotch. I moan, leaning my forehead against hers. I slowly slide my hand across her rosy red cheeks, and tease the corner of her lips with my thumb. “Oui.” I simply reply back.Florise taught me many things that night. My French has improved now. Hugs and many naughty kisses to you Florise for the wonderful Valentines date. Mwuuah.
Ah, well thanks for clarifying Andrea. One day hopefully, perhaps say 40 years down the road no one will blink an eye for their being a gay basketball player on the court, just like today no one bats an eye for black athletes playing in sports; to judge a person not based on the color of their skin, gender, or sexual orientation but on their achievements (or failures).
However it's something that can't be ignored right now. It's the pink elephant in the room, sort to speak. One day though.
Sure. Time to empty out my piggy bank.
Next to post likes watching Saturday morning cartoons.
Oh man…this is gonna hurt. Just be careful with my balls.
What if I gave you an 80's cell phone?
February 25, 2014 at 2:13 pm in reply to: New wager: Olympic Winter Games Wager: Sotchi 2014 #133570Congrats to you Uncle Charlie. If I would've paid my fee in time I would've put U.S as my bet also. WOOA. America!
*Does U.S.A Chant* We're #4!
Sup guys. No, it's just little ol' me peeking in.
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