Sexual Haven

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

I gazed hard at the scars he displayed proudly....this could get interesting, I though to myself. When he pulled out the chairs and gestureed for me to take the front one I was slightly puzzled until I remember his offer of a massage. Giving him a grateful smile I moved foreward and sank down into the chair.
Taking a long slow sip of my drink I waited as he fiddled around behind me getting ready I supposed. Drinking down the last of my new drink I started to feel slightly dizzy and asked a passing waitress for a class of iced water.

OOC: I know, I thought it was strange too that the waitresses are always there when I need them, shame it doesn't happen in r/l.

 

[badmatt]

Lee

Flexing and stretching his fingers as he slips into his chair. Then he tucks her hair around to one side and in front of her shoulder. His fingers working the flesh along the base of her neck as his thumbs work deeply and slowly into her neck. He kneaded and prodded with his fingers and thumbs and palms and slowly works them out over her shoulders.

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

Noelle moaned in surprised delight as fingers massaged the knots out of her tense neck and shoulders.
"You are good at this." her voice couldn't help sound surprised.
Moving to a more relaxed position in her chair, Noelle allowed her head to rop gently foreward, revealing the whole of her neck for the finger's to caress and pay attention to.

 

[badmatt]

Lee

As she exposed her neck his fingers worked from the muscles around her vocal cords all the way back to the base of her neck. Then he worked up slowly, in tiny circles to the thick bunches of muscles right below the bones at the base of the skull. His thumbs worked there for a few moments and then slowly pulled down easing the tension away.

"Feeling better already I bet."

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

When Varly cut loose with her string of "fuck me's" Kurt had to laugh. Its not that she wasn't totally credible, she was. It's not that it wouldn't happen, it would. It's just that he remembered his father telling him once about this loose Thai woman he met while in the service. The old man had been on leave in Saigon and had been amazed that this woman could swear like his sailor buddies. He had also told Kurt (when he was older) that she had been the best fuck of his life. Perhaps Varly would be the same for him. He could certainly think of dozens of ways to put that mouth to good use.

First things first, the drink. Standing tall he snapped his fingers for service. Kurt knew he was acting like an ass, but he didn't care. Lifting Varly's chin he kissed her again. The drinks arrived, and once again he pounded his. Feeling reckless he said -

"I'm not experienced green eyed dragons. Why don't you show me where it is I must plunge my broadsword in to hit the target. I assume it must be fully in sunk to the hilt to be its most effective. Show me now .

 

[Jack Steed]

Travis

Travis never could figure out which Jorja was the real one: the one who could be soft and vulnerable and generous, or the one who teased and tortured him so relentlessly and with such apparent glee. Sometimes he thought the latter was just an act to disguise how much the former had been hurt by something he'd done. And sometimes he thought the former was the disguise--the bait to lure him into the latter's clutches.

Warrm beer and cold women. . . Tom Waits kept saying in his head, but Travis reached out anyway and took the beer gently from Jorja's hand and took a swig.

"We're quite a pair, ain't we, baby?" he chuckled softly, leaning back against the wall next to her. His arm brushed against hers, and he looked down to see that she was toying with the ring on her thumb, the one he'd given her. "I'd figured you'd have gotten rid of that by now," he told her, genuinely surprised to see it.

He reached over and took her hand, holding it up as if to look at the ring for the first time. He shook his head and grinned, a little embarrassed to realize that it was about the only thing he'd ever actually given her, even though she had always showered him with little gifts. He gently lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it. As he released her hand, he sighed deeply and shook his head again.

"Awww, baby, you know I wanna be ... I really do." He rocked nervously against the wall, unable to look at her. "But I ain't got much practice at being a gentleman, you know that. I always had to take what I wanted. Nobody ever give me nothing. . .'cept you, maybe."

He'd reached the end of his oration, after punctuating it with his usual drawled out "fuck." They were both silent for a moment, and Travis suddenly sighed and added: "What's it gonna take? You know I want you, baby. You know that. What's it gonna take?"

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

“Bullshit.” My eyes blazed defiantly as I looked at him. “You could no more be a gentleman than I could be a lady. You worked hard for your image…and you love being exactly the jerk you are.”

Following Travis’s gaze, I realized my top had caught against the rough brick wall. The flimsy material was pulled tight and low, revealing more skin then I wanted to show…at least to Travis. Making no more to cover up, I glared at him.

“It turns you on, doesn’t it?” I scoffed repulsively at him,” Seeing me vulnerable like this. Ya know, I used to believe you when ya said it was me you loved. But I’m starting to have my doubts. You just got your kicks from seducing someone strong like me to bend to your every whim. I know I don’t always play fair, but dammit, you play downright dirty.”

I turned to face him, running my hand tenderly down the wall, trailing my nails over the bricks.

“But talk is cheap. Ya better figure out some way to prove that you practice whatcha preach. ‘Cause I swear…if I go storming out of your life tonight, baby, I ain’t nevah coming back.”

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

"Mmm...mmm. Feeling much better" Noelle's eyes closed in blis and she arched herself back into his large hands with every stroke. Moaning in delight, as tensed muscles loosened Noelle stretched her arms behind her and grabbed onto his legs holding on tight, pulling him closer. Lifting her head, Noelle allowed her head to fall back until it rested in his lap.

 

[badmatt]

Lee

He purrs softly as his fingers travel down her arms while she leans back against him. He hopes she hasn't noticed the throbbing between his legs as her head rests on his lap. His fingers once again tracing there way up her arms, working every muscle very slowly and methodically. He then works the front of her shoulders and her neck and jaw.
"What else needs to be worked?"

 

[Lustyoo]

Noelle

He purrs and leans into my touch, the back of my head rests on his lap and I feel his semi-erect length press into my hair and skull.
" What need to be worked?" I repeat. Standing I turn to face him, unzipping the zip that lined the front of my shirt I bare my naked breasts to him and the rest of the world. "everything needs to be worked." I answer myself. "But this appears to need it most of all." My hand moves forward and cups the taut flesh cloaked in trouser.

 

[badmatt]

Lee

"MMMMMMMM" He purred again and nodded, "Yes, yes indeed it does." As gasped out those words, he leaned forward and hungrily took one of Noelle's nipples between his lips. He sucked wildly, while flicking his tongue over the tip and feeling it grow very hard, just like his cock was doing under her hand.

He leaned back and whispered, "Maybe we should take it out so you can get a better look."

 

[Huntress]

Varly

“Awww. And here I was hoping you had at least a little practice with swordplay. Gotta tell you, I’m very disappointed.”

Varly stared him down and took a deep breath knowing how it made the leather stretch provocatively over her breasts with little gaps between the buttons.

“Big strapping fellow like you ought to have skewered a couple of those cantankerous beasts at your age. I don’t know, darlin’, if I’ve got to tell you where the tender parts are…,” her voice trailed off and she shook her head in amusement.

Varly reached for the Jameson's and slammed the shot back. It burned in her throat and she shivered involuntarily. In the next moment, she'd unwound her legs from Kurt’s waist, tucked them beneath her and risen to her knees in one swift motion. From her new vantage point, she could admire the graceful curve of his back as it merged into his slim hips and that marvelous tight ass and, of course, she'd been fair and given him a fresh view as well. The swell of her lush bosom wasn't more than an inch from his nose.

“Now, if I was you and I was looking for the dragon's soft spot, I'd start poking around right... here..."

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

Perhaps it was the atmosphere. Then again, the sultry tones of Varly's whiskey voice had an influence too. Kurt after all was a man child of few words. More likely it was the alcohol's effect on them both but nonetheless, what happened next was wholly unplanned yet somehow still in keeping with the entire evening.

Kurt heard Varly's words and dropped his empty glass with a clatter on the hard wood floor. It didn't break but bounced and rolled under the pool table. Kurt neither heard or saw any of that. He was reaching for Varly. One, two, three then four, five then six buttons were undone. This close, the buxom Varly was even larger up top than he had imagined. Kurt pulled her shirt wide open and his mouth decended on her exposed breast with an animal grunt.

Now, this was taking place on the pool table in the back. People looked away, no one daring to say anything. The waitress rolled her eyes and gave them a wide berth as she passed. Stranger things had happened in this place before, and probably with Varly herself.

Kurt held her thin wrists at her side, as he sucked hard on her nipple. Her short blonde hair pressed against her forehead. Varly closed her eyes and arched her back giving Kurt a better angle for his mouth. Her nipples hardened in his mouth as he went back and forth sucking greedily. His tongue darted out flicking her nipples and making her moan in pleasure.

He stood suddenly and attacked her mouth. He kissed her roughly, and accidentally bit her lower lip. Blood trickled out of the bite and slowly trailed down her chin. Kurt and Varly never paused, they were on fire...

 

[Huntress]

Varly

A momentary stab of agony in her lip made Varly flinch and dig her nails into the soft underside of Kurt’s wrists as he continued to assault her mouth, the coppery tang of blood mingling with the smoky aftertaste of good Irish whiskey. The combination was oddly intoxicating. Ordinarily she would have struggled mightily against being held captive, instead she allowed Kurt’s feral attentions to permeate her senses. Growling softly she drove her tongue deeply into his mouth; probing, entwining, enticing… Surprised by the intrusion, his grip loosened slightly. She twisted free, grabbed his collar roughly and pulled. But Kurt was like the proverbial mountain – immovable.

When he didn’t budge, Varly wrapped her arms about his neck and reached over his shoulders. With a brisk tug, his shirttails were freed. She quickly drew the soft shirt up and over his head, exposing his tanned, well muscled torso. Kurt struggled for a moment to get his arms out of the garment before dropping it on the floor. While he worked himself free, Varly could not keep her hands still – she ran them up his arms, across his shoulders, and spread her sensitive fingers across the expanse of his broad chest seeking his nipples.

The small nubs were hard already – she gently pinched and rolled them between her fingers and rubbed her bare breasts against the puckered skin. A low groan reverberated in his chest as he leaned in, biting at her neck just below her ear.

Aaah... don’t stop there, baby... you haven’t found all the soft spots yet.

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

For Kurt, no one in the bar existed any longer. In the back of his brain the rational side of his mind screamed at him to stop. He might be recognized, and if he was trouble and fines would be sure to follow. That voice was squelched in the usual fashion. The dark side of his personality stepped on the good so regularly that the "angel on his shoulder" had a permanent Vibram logo on it's forehead. This time was no exception.

Varly stripped his shirt and he craved the warmth of this siren against him. He kissed her neck and held her in his strong arms. Standing her up he slid to his knees.

He held her breasts together and squeezed them. Then he sucked both nipples at the same time. Varly arched her back pushing her breasts forward on his face. His hands found her leather clad ass, her cheeks molded to his paws, a perfect fit.

I'm hungry, Varly he said simply.

Spreading her legs wide he attacked her crotch. Biting and pushing his mouth on her right through the leather. He reached uo without looking and undid her belt. Varly's hands were in his hair twisting and pulling.

A sudden pull yanked her pants down. No panties, no surprise. Without preamble he dove between her legs his mouth finding her dripping wetness.

 

[Huntress]

Varly

Teeth grinding on leather, hot moist breath penetrating the seams nearly had Varly crawling out of her skin with the fever Kurt was creating between her thighs. It was a relief to have the confining chaps peeled away but there was only a momentary respite before he dove between her legs and engulfed the swollen flesh of her labia; teasing apart the dusky lips with his tongue in search of her clit. The hard little nub gave itself away readily. Kurt pulled it forth from it’s hood, nibbling, sucking, and lapping as she clenched her fingers in his hair and directed him onward. His tongue willingly obliged her demands, probing the slick folds and recesses, plunging into her with abandon, imprisoning her once again with an enormous hand on each thigh.

She had become a wild thing, twisting and writhing, bucking against the force of Kurt’s merciless, ravishing onslaught. The more she struggled the harder he pushed and the closer she came to exploding. It was the swift penetration of his fingers into her pussy that finally sent her over the edge; she sat bolt upright and pummeled his back with her fists as he relentlessly thrust in and out causing an uncontrollable spasm in her loins and the felt cover of the pool table became drenched with the evidence of her orgasm. She grabbed his ears, lifting his head and caught his mouth in a smouldering kiss flavored with her own musk.

“Mmmm…,” she whispered huskily, “Come on up here, darlin’. I’ve got a healthy appetite, myself…” Varly patted the top of the table and arched an eyebrow at him, green eyes sparkling with eagerness, her chest heaving as the fire consumed her again.

"I want to taste you now..."

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

He kissed Varly hard, Kurt had abandoned any idea he may have had about moving slowly. Kurt guided Varly downwards he wanted that mouth to be wrapped around him.

Much to his delight she wasted no time. Slipping fully to her knees and engulfed his cock. He began to pump her mouth, each forward thrust hitting the roof of her mouth.

Kurt looked around, everyone was avoiding looking in their direction. Too bad he thought. They are missing a great show. Besides, he had hoped Scorpion woman would come back to see for herself what she was missing. She had made a bad choice. He, however, had made a great one.

Varly was very, very, very good at this. He stopped her just before he couldn't hold back any more. Standing her up, he put her back on the pool table facing him. He spread her legs wide and eased into her.

"This is how I want to finish Varly. Deep in you"

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Alex

He walked in and plopped himself down without even looking around.

You could tell that he was exhausted and wanting to take a nap.

He pulled out his pad of paper and began to write. The memories in this place gave him a bit of energy and inspiration.

 

[Huntress]

Varly

“It’s about…”

She inhaled sharply, the snappish retort interrupted as Kurt filled every inch of her belly.

“… time.”

Digging her boot heels into the edge of the table she leaned on her palms and locked her elbows. They were titans; considerable frames, huge egos and enormous appetites ruled them both and created a wealth of opportunities for bland or worse, disappointing, liasons.

Meeting Kurt tonight and actually being challenged by the degree of his lust was something Varly hadn’t counted on when she’d left her studio. She couldn’t remember ever meeting someone whose ‘fuck-off-and-die’ attitude so closely matched her own. In the short run, it would do no harm. Long term it was probably akin to drinking thallium. It would eventually kill.

“Come on, lover,” she urged in a voice made husky by unabashed hunger. “I want you right where you are and I want everything you’ve got.”

 

[Hawthorne]

OOC: Sorry, new to this one. Hope you guys don't mind.

IC:
Brooke

She stood by the door, nervously running her fingers through her new short bob. For her, the sharp, blunt cut had been a daring thing to do. A kind of celebration for her recent break up with Ted.
When she'd left the shop she'd felt good about herself. The light, unfettered strands of hair framed her delicate bone structure beautifully. But here, under the dim light of the musty bar, she felt awkward and exposed.
"Hi there," someone whispered, breathing past, disappearing into the mist of couples. She smiled, nervously, her full lips quivering slightly.
This was never going to work.
A leapard can't change its spots, and Brooke certainly couldn't go from being girl next door sweet heart to sexual vamp.
Surely this place had somewhere that a girl like her could hide.

 

[Huntress]

OOC:

Welcome, Hawthorne.

This thread has been free flowing from day one so the characters could be introduced easily. Looks as though you're doing just fine to me. <grin> Make yourself at home.


~Huntress

 

[darrenfate]

KURT

With those words from Varly, Kurt cut loose with unabashed raw power. His sex drive was peaking as he pumped her hard.

Over and over he pounded deep within the blonde, whose twisted facial expressions and nasty language drove him on. He felt her spread wide, accomodating his thrusts to the hilt as he stretched her out with every downstroke.

He screamed -

Here .....take my best ...

He felt her quiver beneath him then start to cum. His chest glistened with sweat. His body hummed in perfect pitch responding to his will just like it had done so often in the past.

As she came, so did he. He pushed forward so hard he thought he would rip her in two. The beast within him had risen to the surface. Waves of his semen shot up and in her, to be embedded deep in Varly's womb. Her spasms milked every drop out of his cock as he stopped pumping when he was still fully in her.

Gradually, she dropped her legs from around his waist. He pulled out, a loud popping suction sound echoed in the room as he did so. Varly posed these, white cum dripping from her still wet pussy for all to see. She was unabashed, and not ashamed in the slightest. He kissed her mouth hard, still in no mood for gentleness was he. Pulling up his pants, he turned and demanded two more drinks from the bar. Turning back to Varly he said -

"Now that was a great fuck. "

 

[Huntress]

Varly

She licked her lips, swollen again from the last bruising kiss and watched him dress. As he turned to order more drinks, she admired the way his pants stretched over the curves of his tight bottom. "That's quite an ass. Mmm, mmm, mmm."

Reclaiming her thong from the far side of the pool table, Varly stood up on the table to put it back on, patting the shiny silver buckle with satisfaction.

"Now that was a great fuck."

Varly grinned at the top of his head, her green eyes twinkling mischievously. "Not bad, Achilles. Not bad at all," she replied.

As Kurt looked up, she leapt from the table, bent down and grabbed her duster from the floor. She pushed her chest into him as she rose, reached round and ran her hands over his rump, giving it a squeeze.

"Tell you what, when you're in town again, look me up. Maybe I'll buy you a drink on my side of the bay."

Standing on tiptoe, she kissed him hard, giving a parting nip at his lower lip and slid her card into his back pocket.

"Practice slaying a few of those Lakers and you might be read for a rematch."

Varly winked over her shoulder at him as she threw on her coat and swept out the door.

"G'night, Achilles..."

 

[samsonagonistes]

*Flame removed my moderator*

 

[badmatt]

Lee

He sees Brooke enter and moves slowly over to her. "Well, hello there sweetness. Can a guy like me buy you a drink?" He asks almost quietly as he pulls his button up shirt back on, hiding his tattoos.