Sexual Haven

[badmatt]

Lee

Grinding against her, pinning her to the bar as we kissed. I could do no more than explore her with my mouth and hands. My tongue intertwining with hers as my fingers caressed her back, then her ass. Holding her hips as I rocked against her and then bringing my hands up slowly, I cupped her breasts through her dress. ALl the while wondering how far she would go right here against the bar.

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

The scorpion queen and her latest prize settled in around the corner of the bar next to a new guy. He saw her eyes meet the new man as they narrowed in disgust. Clearly she knew him, Kurt now long forgotten as she clearly wanted to flaunt her soon-to-be-conquest in the new guy's face. A tangled web was being woven.

As the Amazon came close to him he inhaled her scent that wafted through the air trailing her as she walked. It smelled somehow right, like it suited her. Full and strong. Undefineable yet not too sickly sweet like so many women now.

Pint of Guiness she ordered. How she consumed that glass of burned opaque brown brew was beyond Kurt. He'd toss down a light anytime. Never saw the reason to experiment with different kinds of beer. It was simply there to drink, an alcohol delivery system pure and simple.

With a start he realized that he had stood there gawking at her for too long. Just as he started to say something he froze as she traced that line down her chest. She was incredible and clearly intent on him. Kurt was a modern day Lothario. Only he relied on his considerable physical skills and not his intellectual or verbal ones. For the second time this evening he was being played, and while it excited him it also angered him. He was not about to be talked to and have verbal rings run around him again. The haze of cigarette smoke hung over the bar like the famous San Francisco fog on the bay. He strode very close to her invading her space. When her pale blue eyes met his he leaned down and kissed her hard on the mouth. It was a challenge....

 

[Huntress]

Varly

Her green eyes fairly sparked as she watched him start slightly, waking from his reverie and cross the short distance between them. For a split second their eyes met as he stood a mere handsbreadth away, , his sullen mood and intent clearly evident. Abruptly his lips were upon hers, delivering a savage kiss which she returned with a fervor that should have made his ears smoke. The gauntlet had been thrown down and she accepted his challenge in no uncertain terms.

Sparring partners were hard to come by and finding those whose passions and physical prowess rivaled her own, rarer still. Better still was meeting someone who didn’t waste time on idle conversation before getting down to the basics – the game of conquest, which Varly played with ferocity. It was a game that had few rules and they were all negotiable.

Varly placed her hands squarely on the young buck’s broad shoulders and broke the smoldering kiss, her lips curling in a lazy grin as she leaned back with one elbow on the bar and ordered another pint. A sweating glass of the near-black brew appeared on the bar but instead of picking it up, she reached out and grabbed his lapels, drawing him in for another kiss before he could react. He fell heavily against her and only by seizing the edge of the bar, did he manage to keep them both from hitting the floor. She could feel his muscles tense, readying to back away, but she held on to his collar with one hand and found the growing bulge in his slacks with the other.

She knew one thing about the game: to win, you couldn't play fair.

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

Her body was lean and hard. More surprising her lips never resisted his. Instead they sought to consume him. She had a fire that burned white hot in her core and somehow with this one long burning kiss, Kurt tapped into it and found her flame. More important to him, she found his.

She leaned back, seeming to pause to gather herself. She ordered a beer and leaned back on her elbows sexy and sultry as hell. The scorpion blonde two barstools down was going hard after what she wanted. The hotter she got the more confident she became. Not so with the newcomer. He looked miserable, like someone had just stolen his dog.

Kurt leaned forward to invade her space again, when he found himself stunned by what happened next. She grabbed his lapels and kissed HIM hard flush on the mouth. When she grabbed his crotch he reacted without thinking. His inner city Philly street smarts took over. He swung his right leg out and hit her bent left knee from behind. She buckled slightly and he scooped her up in his arms breaking her grip. In two giant strides he was at the pool table and slammed her down face up on it. The two men that were playing at first advanced angrily then backed away as Kurt literally growled at them.

Savagely he kissed her, biting her lip slightly in the process. Ivan tasted the faint metallic flavor of her blood in his mouth. His great paw of a hand clamped down on her large left breast as he said -

"So you like it rough ...."

 

[Lustyoo]

New character Old poster

OOC: Hi people for those who where here when this started I'm back. *finally*. Since I've lost passion for my old character Sasha I'm starting a new one.

Name: Noelle
Age: 29
Looks: Slick blonde hair that reaches chin, sharp angulared face bones, blue eyes. 5*6.

I'm currently waiting to see if Henry a.k.a is still in waiting. SO that will decide what I'm going to post.

 

[Huntress]

OOC

Hey, gal! Welcome back -- was afraid we'd lost you for good. Hope you'll stay and play with us awhile. <grin>

You might want to PM Henry cause we haven't heard from him since his first post.

Good to have you back with us!

*Hugs*

~H

 

[Henry]

I'm still here and have been absent the last few weeks - attending to my partner who hasnt been the best.

I'm willing to be treated as a slave if there is a female master out there.

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

OOC: I'm really sorry to hear about your partner Henry, and Huntress, Missed you hun. I can't wait to start working with you again*g*
As there is so mch of Sexual Haven to read I've just been reading recent posts so If surroundings are descibed are completely different of the club sorry but I don't have the time to read everything. Besides scenery isn't the focus here it's the gratuidous sex.



IC:
Noelle walked into the dimly lit club her walk jaunty and confidant. Eyes cast her way as she made her way to the bar and ordered Tequlia. Her leather skirt opened as she walked her leg visible from the hip down. Downing her tequila Noelle ordered another and swung around surveying the club and its patrons. Smirking she let her eyes stray from couple to couple each locked in their own various stages of foreplay and sex.
'Home sweet Home' she thought.

 

[Henry]

Henry noticed the woman enter the club and head to the bar. He approached the bar and ordered a beer, moving closer to the woman he said " wanna chat over there pointing to a table ". He leaned closer and kissed her neck and then her ear hoping for a positive response.

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

OOC: Henry just let me know of your boundaries, i.e what you do and don't want me to do regarding being your Mistress I don't want to cross and lines. Henry your posting is fine.


Noelle slapped away the man's head as he continued to press kisses on her face and neck. Her eyes blazed as she glared at him, lifting herself from the chair she got up and started to walk towards the table he had indicated. Turning her head back she saw that he remained where he was in shock and motionless.
'You coming??? Oh and bring my stuff' She ordered, indicating her jacket and bag that lay across the bar.
Not waiting for a response or to see if he complied Noelle moved forward, slinking over to where a table was situated. One side of the table had a couch that lined the wall sighing in pleasure Noelle reclined against the plush material.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

OOC: Welcome back Lusty! And oh yes, please do stay & play awhile…

I caught Travis’s eye and hurriedly looked away. Gotta play it cool I growled to myself, dragging my attention reluctantly, yet forcefully, back to Lee.

Just as if I needed to prove my ministrations weren’t only a mode of revenge, I slid lower beneath him until his hands rested fully on the curves of my breasts. Biting my lip and tossing my head back theatrically, I moaned dramatically. The Jack Daniels finally kicked in and helped to chase away any inhibitions that might have kept me from my lewd outburst.

“Ohhh…oh Lee…oh…not here…” I lowered my voice two notches, just above a stage whisper, although the husky edge remained, “they’re all watching…oh yes…here….yes...” My moans faded to murmurs, and although I was sure most of the other patrons were engaged and entangled in their own heated moments, the one person my theatrics were directed at had front row seats.

Although I desperately wanted to play it cool and uncaring, I couldn’t keep myself from getting on last satisfying jab in. Turning slowly to look at Travis, my lips dragging a smear of midnight wine across Lee’s cheek, I looked at him directly, flinty eyes glinting dangerously, snarling the last word.

“Like I said. Don’t take my threats idly...darling.”

 

[Blarneystoned]

Mick, the Irish bartender

This place needs a pick me up....Hey DJ...drop a loose grind and spin me some bartending music...Im sorry this YMCA shit doesn't cut it...haha...and work those stobe lights a bit...(puts on sunglasses) I know it wasnt posted but tonight is Ladies drink free night..So I have proclaimed it. Kalhua, Baileys, and Amaretto..a B52 for that red head bombshell that just walked it.

Ladies get ready...it's a one man show tonight...so here goes. Flipping a bottle of tequilla from the shelf..a nice Jose Quarvo will do...and a bit of sour mix...some lime juice and a shot of triple sec....Ole' its Margarita time...DJ...salsa beat if you will..time to get waisted away in Marguarita ville...blllllllllzzzzzzzzzzzzzzttt...(blender) Okay whose up ??

 

[Henry]

(OOC) I'm not exactly sure if i have boundaries so maybe just take each posting as it comes.

Henry sat at the bar for awhile looking puzzled and shocked, then looking at the floor he noticed her jacket and bag.

Picking both items up, he approached the table and put the bag on the table and hung the jacket up on a chair. Looking at the woman he started to speak, but changed his mind: instead standing looking at the woman waiting for her next command or wish.

 

[Huntress]

OOC:

Blarney, you silver tongued rogue! Welcome to our little den of sin. <grin> Nice touch with the tequila bottle!

~H

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

Noelle watched as the man who approached her at the bar hesitantly placed her bag and coat on the table. His mouth open and closed as if to say something. Wisely he kept shut. Taking sip of her drink, Noelle scrutinized her admirer, not bad she thought. Shifting in her seat, Noelle gestured to the floor beside her, deliberately indicating that he should sit by her feet rather than the two plush seats on either side of her.
"Have a seat." She proclaimed sardonically.

 

[Huntress]

Varly

Unused to men reacting so violently to her advances, Varly was momentarily taken aback as Kurt disabled her with ease, picked her up and unceremoniously dumped her on the pool table. Like a cat, she flipped over raising one knee expectantly, glaring at her unexpected adversary with suspicious, narrow eyes. He was faster yet and wholly unpredictable. His sudden bruising kiss and crushing grasp on her breast had her panting heavily and thoughts racing as she tried to regain some level of composure.

She’d been right when she pegged him as an ‘angry young man’, no doubt about it. A dangerously attractive quality in and of itself, but it was the degree of intensity he displayed – almost as if he were at war with the whole damned world – that really intrigued her. That, and the fact he’d managed to lift her off her feet. She could count the number of times that had happened in her entire adult life on 2 fingers. The lazy smile returned to her lips. She laughed softly in answer to his rough question, holding his gaze while she raised her other knee to frame Kurt between long, leather clad legs. He still had her pinned to the table and seemed to be waiting for her to struggle or attempt to break free. Her smile broadened. This was just where she wanted to be and, though it hadn’t been her plan to move ahead quite so precipitously, escape was definitely not on her mind.

Varly rapidly scanned the handsome face above her, trying to anticipate his mood. He’d hammered enough boilermakers to give his already brash nature the fuel it needed for recklessness, but he seemed to be exercising some modicum of control – for the moment. His wariness was evident; the muscles of his neck and shoulders were taut and corded, holding himself at bay, unsure of how to proceed or perhaps puzzled by her brazenness. She pursed her lips, smiling still and intentionally relaxed her own rigid posture. The tip of her tongue snaked out, tracing the inner edge of her full mouth, offering silent reassurance, before she slowly craned her neck up to playfully nip at his lower lip. She felt him tense again as her knees brushed against his ribs and she brought her heels to rest lightly on his hips.

The next move’s yours, baby.

 

[Henry]

Henry was looking at the woman when she motioned towards the floor at her feet. He moved around the table slowly and started to lower himself to the floor to sit.

Looking at the woman, he took one foot and started to massage the ankle and foot. Henry kept doing this whilst looking at the woman for a response or another command.

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

Noelle smiled slightly as her new slave sat on the floor and started to massage her feet.
Nice, she thought.
As his warm, gentle hands began to massage her carves Noelle sighed softly and slowly let her legs fall apart granting him easier access.

 

[Henry]

Henry continued to massage her ankle and feet, slowly moving higher to the calves. Noticing that she is starting to spread her legs slightly apart he keeps massaging slowly moving higher.

He stops massaging her legs and takes hold of one and starts to kiss her ankle slowly running his tongue up her leg towards the calf, repeating the process on the other leg.

Sitting back a fraction he looks at the woman and starts to massage a little higher than the calves. Reaching the thigh region he starts to slowly massage and even kiss it. Stopping he looks at the woman and says " Pls can i have the pleasure of my master's name".

 

[badmatt]

Lee

As she hissed the darling, I leaned down and wrapped my lips around her nipple, tugging at it through the fabric. Her half a moment of apprehension at the way things were going only enticing me more. I bared my teeth and tugged at the nipple a bit before switching to the other. Running my hands down and then sliding them under her skirt and sliding them all the way up her legs, hiking the skirt all the way up around her waist as we continued to pretend to dance.
"I'll give you everything you want right here."

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

Smirking Noelle caught her slaves chin in her hand her red nails an obvious conflick with his skin.
"You may call me Mistress, nothing more." Running her finger along his chin she studied his face
"You might just make me proud one day slave." Touching his lips lightly she caressed the soft flesh until his lips parted and she slipped her finger into the warmth heat of his mouth, pulling her finger free she brought the glistening digit to her mouth and sucked lightly.
"Your name would be what, dear slave?" She asked lifting her eyebrow.

 

[Henry]

Looking up at the woman he said "name is Henry" and very happy to please My Mistress.

He slowly lowers his head towards the floor, and makes it known that he will serve his mistress whichever way he can. Lifting his head he waits for her next move.

 

[Jack Steed]

Travis

OOC: Welcome back Lusty00!!! We've missed you around here, sweetie. Looks like you've wasted no time getting back in the swing of things, either, you , you...!

IC:

Well, that answers that question, Travis sighed, as he watched Jorja hone in on him with her unerring instinct for shit-giving. Should've known. . . .

As Jorja settled into the bar seat next to him, pulling her new "friend" close to her, Travis leaned against the bar and watched them--forced himself to watch as they pawed and chewed on each other. The man’s hands found Jorja’s breasts, and she gave off an approving moan that was only partly for her partner’s benefit.

Fortunately, the bartender returned with his beer, giving Travis the excuse he needed to avert his gaze momentarily. He took a long pull on the bitter brew and set the glass down again, licking the foam from his lips and shaking another Camel loose from the now-soggy pack that had lain on the bar all evening. He pulled the Zippo from its leather holster and lit the cigarette. As the smoke billowed around his head, the lines of an old Tom Waits tune flashed in his mind:

warm beer and cold women, I just don't fit in
every joint I stumbled into tonight
that's just how it's been
all these double knit strangers with
gin and vermouth and recycled stories
in the naugahyde booths
with the platinum blondes
and tobacco brunettes
I'll be drinkin' to forget you
and light another cigarette

Travis stared at the beer nuts and swizzle sticks for a moment, hoping the tune that played in his brain would drown out the sounds of Jorja’s little porn slut act. Having been dumped in an emotional cul-de-sac once already that night, he wasn’t about to let it happen again. But there was no way he was going to let Jorja run him off, either.

He turned once again to watch her as she ran her hands over the man’s chest and hips. The man lowered his head and began sucking her nipples through her clothing, and she turned to look at Travis to make sure he was watching. A wicked smirk played across her lips as their eyes met.

". . . Don't take my threats idly, darling," she hissed at him, as she held the other man to her breast.

“Oh, I never do, darlin’,” Travis replied, taking another drag on his cigarette. “I never do.” He crushed the cigarette into the ashtray and exhaled another cloud of smoke. Then he leaned over until his face was just inches from hers. “You know me better than that,” he smiled crookedly, placing his hand gently on the side of her head. “And you know how I react to those threats, too, don’t you, babe?”

You stupid motherfucker! a voice screamed inside his head as he pressed his lips fiercely against hers.

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

He had expected a battle royal. Clawing, biting, spitting he was ready for any if not all of these. The one thing that he wasn't ready for, he got. She relaxed. Then kissed him. Still wary at being set up, Kurt somehow sensed that this was genuine. In that moment, he knew that he could let his guard down slightly.

He kissed her again, this time he actually let himself feel her lips on his, he enjoyed the kiss. It was urgent and pressing, yet under some modicum of control. Awareness of his surroundings crept back in.

The new blonde and her guy had occupied a booth. His downcast eyes and her staccato voice told him everything he needed to know. She was hot, Kurt wondered what that would be like. Then shrugged.

The scorpion blonde had turned loose her own Pandora's box. Lee had his teeth around her nipple, and the other guy that she had been glaring at suddenly kissed her full on the mouth. Hmm this should be ~very~ interesting.

Kurt called out -

"Bartender, get these two pool guys anything they want on me for the rest of the night. "

Then looking down at the leather clad Amazon, he slid her forward so that her long legs wrapped around his waist. Then he said -

"Three things : Your name, your next drink, and an answer: have you ever been taken on a pool table?"

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

When Travis didn’t react with violence towards a situation where he wasn’t getting his way, I was always surprised. I was far more taken aback, however, at his brash kiss and roughish grin of complete satisfaction. I mustered up one last scrap of self-control left despite my emotional state, and restrained myself from slapping him soundly across the cheek.

Travis and I had come full circle – from him wanting me back, to both of us hating each other, to me finally wanting what he had denied me. I recognized it grudgingly, along with my tendency to want only what I couldn’t have.

Placing my bare foot delicately against Lee’s crotch, I smiled coyly at him before arching my back and pushing him off me with my legs. Pulling a black eyeliner from my purse, I scratched my number on back of the SH cocktail napkin, and tucked it into Lee’s front pocket, letting my fingers linger for a moment.

“Sorry doll, I’ve gotta go talk business with the resident club bully. Maybe some other night, Mr. Daniels…”

I was mad at Travis for putting me in this situation in the first place; mad at Lee for taken advantage of it; mad at myself for showing my weakness. Grabbing my boots, I swiped the longneck beer bottle from the countertop, flashing the bartender a quick, humorless grin.

Striding past the pair who were awaiting my reaction, I shoved the front door open, the crisp air like salve on the rising heat of my anger. Leaning against the brick wall, I waited for Travis to make his exit as well, licking my lips and savoring the lingering taste of his Camel.