Sexual Haven

[celiaKitten]

ooc: Ooo! love that intro - whatdaya think girls??

I'm thinking this could be good - 2 new men now!!!!!!!!!!!! 4 on 4 if lusty comes home soon ... poor poly is stuck ..

 

[polywog]

geofrey

OOC
I am stuck, just when I was sticking it too.
I was sorely disappointed. I feel like my dick tumesced in a tight knothole-I don't want to give up a woody just to get away.
I know, I got her breathing so hard she got the vapors!
I must pray L-00 gets well soon.


IC
I returned from the curb where I had escorted Sasha to her ride. She took ill so suddenly, it caused me great concern. As I enter I sense psychic sulpher in the room,like some one set off an explosive. The man who had been petting the Kitten stood smoldering over those two lesbos... whoa! What are they doing?That's HOT. The Kitty looks as if she'd got splashed with a bucket of cold water. And she not even wearing a t-shirt, looks good.

I step onto the stage nodding to the other musicians my apology for my protracted absence. I only know one way to dispell such a mood.
There's an old bluesy rockabilly number we've practiced, fast and sweet. The boys segue smoothly to it sensing my direction.

I address the keyboard, looking down, and to my surprize, I see my schlong is still hanging out where Sasha last left it. In the commotion I forgot all about my situation. Funny no-one remarked about it. Oh, forget it, before too long it'll be keeping the beat and I'm too cavallier to even put myself away, so the number will express erotic re-inflation.

"..2,3,4" The bass was right on the beat and the axperson nailed the first bar to the door... look at those bodies on the writhing on the floor...

 

[Huntress]

Varly

OOC: Let the games begin!

Lights danced over the silken curves of their bodies creating a shimmering patchwork of shadow and color, mesmerizing onlookers as she and Jorja entwined upon the wooden floor. The crowd’s presence fed the exhibitionist in her psyche, but Varly was only peripherally aware of anyone besides Jorja as she tasted the salty-sweet juices of her crimson lips. Blood surged in her temples and pounded through her chest and abdomen swelling her labia in anticipation as their passion mounted. She impatiently lifted Jorja’s gorgeous butt off the floor and roughly stripped away her skirt and damp panties. Lusterous black curls framed by sultry thighs enticed and her quivering mons beckoned.

Varly’s strong sensitive hand cupped the succulent mound, heel pressing firmly against bone while her fingers quested for the small bud of flesh hidden within. A triumphant grin flashed as she found the pearl, grazing it lightly as she reached into the feverish opening just below and gathered it’s juices. She spread them liberally over the glistening nub; circling, rubbing, creating a fiery trail with her thumb. Jorja’s loosed a gutteral cry as her hips bucked, pressing her sex against the intensely probing fingers. She trembled violently as her hips rose again, begging for release.

Still kneading the swollen button, Varly leaned back and surveyed the vista of of Jorja’s quaking figure in satisfaction. Lovely. Absolutely lovely. No wonder her ex was so entranced. Where is he anyway? She boldly scanned the crowd, confirming that her “audience” was enjoying the show, seeking Travis’ face. She spotted him on the fringes of the throng adjusting his belt, poorly masked fury contorting his handsome features. She allowed a fleeting haughty smile to cross her lips as their eyes met just for an instant.

Contented that their performance was eliciting the intended response, she stretched her long, leather clad legs alongside Jorja’s and locked her sensual mouth in another deep, dizzying kiss. Varly drew herself up on her elbows, to lay over Jorja’s lush shape and straddle a thigh, relentlessly holding the kiss and the elusive nub. Fingernails raked the bare skin of her back as Jorja’s arms wound about her, hands alternately flexing and clenching while Varly’s fingers plunged deeper and deeper into the slippery folds of Jorja’s inflamed cleft.

 

[Indalecio]

*He heard the band and looked at all the bodies with a grin. Whistling a little ditty to himself. His gaze fixated upon everybody, he wanted somebody... somebody for a fuck. He could find nobody that intrested him. He nursed the drink he had ordered as he looked at every single one of the residents. He was the strong silent type, however he was also the horny type. he unzipped his pants and looked at every man woman and anything else fucking, he started stroking himself with a moan. He hoped a woman would be by and notice him.*

Ugh... the hand jus don't do it at times.... I need a fuck damnit!!!

 

[Jack Steed]

Travis

Travis’ initial shock at having been so abruptly rejected—or ejected, rather—by the girl turned quickly to rage. As he caught his balance against the wall, the red veil descended over his eyes, and his vision tunneled in search of some person or object on which to unleash it. The faces of the spectators melted and ballooned grotesquely. Some of them were laughing, while others looked as if it had been their own coitus that had been interrupted. Travis closed his eyes and wiped the sweat from his face and when he opened them again, his gaze fell on Kitty.

She clambered awkwardly off the table and bent down to collect her clothing. She was saying something to him, but he couldn’t understand the words. She was angry, that was clear enough, and doing her best to reclaim herself—her dignity, her ego—after so nearly surrendering them to him. She was angry and embarrassed, Travis realized, at having been so undone by her desire as to allow him to toy with her as he had. I told you so, he didn’t say. I tried to warn you....

As she brushed past him, she indignantly tossed her head and hurled a couple of parting shots in his direction. Their eyes met briefly, and he saw, back there behind the flashing blue eyes, the timid, nervous young woman he had first noticed. She was fading, disappearing, but it would have been so easy to reach out and grab that girl—to dip his hands in the pool of her and drag that girl back to the surface to do with as he pleased. A slap, a shove--and he'd pin her to the wall and finish what he started.

Instead, he let her go.

Clutching her costume to her breast, Kitty scurried across the bar, head down, eyes averted, heading toward the restrooms. Travis leaned his head against the wall and sighed heavily. Don't do it, he told himself. Not this time. Don't you fucking do it!

But he knew he would.

As he peeled himself off the wall, he shook his head and laughed sardonically to himself. He pulled his jeans up so he could walk, and pushed through the circle of onlookers who scattered, squawking and flapping like chickens in a barnyard, and went after her. The gazes of several other men followed Kitty as she moved through the bar, but Travis' demeanor gave them fair warning: This one's mine!

At the edge of the dance floor, she let herself be caught. Jorja was lying on the floor not ten feet from them, and the tall blonde was chiseling away at her flesh with hand and mouth, molding her into a timeless pose of Sapphic perfection. Kitty’s eyes narrowed, studying his, daring him to look at Jorja again, demanding that he make a choice.

“Awww, don’t be that way, darlin’,” he grinned. “You ain’t even been married to me yet. She’s got an excuse,” he chuckled, nodding in the direction of his ex. “But you don’t know me well enough to be this pissed off at me yet.”

 

[polywog]

geofrey

I had to smile, sometimes this place is like a soap opera. So many prerogatives, so little scruples.

The band was tight and I was having a good time for a change so I got into it. The axman, who had shown so much independence as I had got distracted with Sasha, has backed up and our riffs make syntony.

I can keep this up all night, but I have a rep for that.

 

[celiaKitten]

kitty

"Oh, just my fucking luck.. I can't even have casual sex right ... " She caustically spat to herself as she felt the hand on her arm ...

Kitty closed her eyes, trying to shut out her raging emotions. Furious, embarassed, and good lord, just his voice made her feel weak again. These cold words, this hard demenor doesn't match the way the cool velvet drawl of his voice flows over me, she thought. Damnit.

"I do have a reason. I'm not saying that I'm the end-all and be-all of sexual bliss, but I should expect anyone who touches me to do it because of who I am, instead of who I am not! "

Travis just looked at her, groping for some sound similar to a word. 'Shit' was all she could make out. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Varly and Jorja, encased in a perfect tangle of pleasure. She watched Travis stare down another man approaching her. Hypocrite, Kitty thought.

"You were with me for awhile, and then you weren't anymore." She reached up to touch his face, "but when you were with me, you were another person - a better one too. I enjoyed him though."

 

[Indalecio]

*He stopped jerking himself off as he watched Kitty be pushed around by Travis. he zipped his jeans back up and lowered his hat down, making sure his eyes couldn't meet with travis' as he went by.*

Jerk...

*He saw Travis corner Kitty and he clenched a fist, he was not about to allow this man to hurt this woman. There was one thing he enjoyed one thing more than sex, and that was obeying the code of the cowboy. He stood up, and walked behind Travis, sitting down at a stool as if to order a drink. A drink is the least of what he needed, and his erection showed this, he needed sexual release. He obtained his drink and continued to watch Travis and Kitty out of the corner of his eyes. There was no way the cowboy was going to allow some man to hit a lady. Not again, not ever again.*

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

The pounding music and frenzied pace of the fingers sliding deep inside her brought out her more dominant side again. Rolling over in a heated tussle over the slippery floor, she forced herself ontop of Varly, whose two digits were still impaled lustfully inside her. Jorja let out a muffled cry of delight as she went to work stroking the rough edges of her teeth over Varly's already swollen, pink nipples. Moving up Varly's neck, to her full lips she gave her a hard kiss, her tongue slithering its way over the roof of the other woman's mouth.

She whispered nothings into Varly's ear (more aptly described as dirty nothings rather than sweet nothings) trite and overused perhaps, but when filled with the lust-tinted inflection of her voice they could be the most erotic phrases in the world. Nibbling and sucking at her earlobe, she pulled to emphasize her most colorful phrases.

Over the murmur of the crowd and the ear splitting music, she could hear Travis speaking. It was the low, growling voice that he used many times on her, to chide and subdue. Well, at least subdue her to give him enough time to get them both undressed. Then she was allowed to be as feisty as she liked. His scuffed boots were about all she could see from her compromising position on the floor....the ones she had kicked out of the way under her bed so many times as to be sure not to trip on them in the dark.

 

[Olorin]

Jason

I walked into the club and looked around, liking what I saw. I ran a hand through my curly brown hair and listened to the music. They were supposedly in need of a bass player for the club band, and I had been between gigs for a while. This seemed like my kind of band, and my kind of crowd, too. Of course, any crowd with women as gorgeous as this is my kind of crowd.
Examining my surroundings, I wondered who I should to talk to. I decided to grab a table until the band finished their set. From the looks of it many of the patrons couldn't care less about the music, and I could see why. My manhood was slowly growing as I watched the various acts taking place around me.

OOC: Jason is about 6', with curly brown hair, hazel eyes, and a slim, toned build.

 

[Lustyoo]

Lusyoo and Sasha

Sorry about my absence I had arranged for someone to write in and explain everything but they seem to have got confused.
I had arm surgery a wek ago and have been inactive ever since. Sorry if this put out anyone..especially polywog. Sorry babe I left you in a bad state. I promise I'll make it up to you later. I should be better in a couple of days and typing won't hurt so much.

 

[Huntress]

OOC: Hey, Lusty! Welcome back. We missed you, hon!

There was a thread re: explanation of your absence, but it didn't reveal the much of the whys and wherefores. Glad to hear that you're on the mend and will be posting again soon. Have attached a little something to brighten your day.

Hope the surgery was successful and your recovery is swift -- we need you back in SH! <grin>

Hugs,

H.

 

[polywog]

geofrey

OOC
L'OO, good to have you back. I was worried. Don't stress the arm, but please post as soon as it doesn't hurt. We been missing ya.

IC
The band takes a break. I mosey over to a corner of the bar, wave to the barkeep. Surveying the crowd I notice a case with a familiar logo. Aha. Perhaps this is our new bassist. I try to catch his eye but the competition for attention in this place is brutal.

Well, he knows who I am.
I was hoping for a female player, someone I could really play with, but I can't hold out cuz there's a hole in the music. Besides he might be damn good.

My beer arrived, I took it over to where those two women were wrestling with each other's hearts. As tho hung from a rafter, there's a sweet butt, prominent and wrapped with fine black leather biker's chaps. Too bad she's a dyke, or whatever. One thing I've learned, when they play with other women, the last thing you should assume is that they want anything to do with Big Pink.

 

[Jack Steed]

Travis

All this was getting much too complicated. Jorja and that Amazon biker chick giving him those looks while they were going at it on the floor, every guy in the fucking place suddenly turning into Kitty's big brother or some shit like that and wanting to kick his ass, and now Kitty herself...trying to give him a little sugar now that she'd jerked him around a little bit.

"Look, you don't know nothin' about me, girl. And I don't know nothin' about you," Travis said slowly. "I thought that's the way you wanted it."

Kitty averted her eyes, and at first Travis thought it was from embarrassment. But he noticed that she was the one now glancing over at Jorja and the other gal. "Jesus," Travis chuckled, shaking his head again.

"So, what do you want, babe? You wanna start over? You want to 'get acquanted' first?" he drawled. He paused, looking over at Jorja and nodding in her direction. "Or do you want me to introduce you to her--proper this time?"

 

[celiaKitten]

Kitty

"No, I don't need to know you, and if I want the pleasure of meeting your ex, I'll do it myself."

Shit, I need air, Kitty looked around for an escape, none of this was turning out as she'd expected. Then again, she'd never expected to meet someone that could worm his way under her well placed and practiced shell.

"Listen," she continued "no hard feelings okay? We'll just go on about our business. So it didn't work - we didn't fit together - that's fine." Kitty placed her cool smirk back on her face. "Take care of yourself, darlin'"

Quickly, Kitty turned, walked calmly to the door and slipped out into the night. Scurrying around a corner, she got out a cigarette, squatted against the building and let out a long sigh.

 

[Inkubus]

Gabriel

I raced across the dark street. My Bike had been giving me troubles and decided to kick out the last couple miles. I could have gotten a nice little rice burner, but I had to be true to my colors I got an old harley. She was just like most of the relationships in my life 'High Maintenance'. I swear I think I enjoy tortureing my heart. I litterally cant help walking into trouble. I push my bike and into the parking lot and cringe as look at my watch Im half an hour late to my first day on the job as a bartender. My white shirt is still white underneath my leather jackcet but my pants have seen better days. I tie back my long black hair and try to act like I havent just spent the last hour pushing my bike here. I see a woman sit against the club and grab a cigarette. I pull out my zippo and spin it across my hand as it lights.."need a light?"

 

[celiaKitten]

Kitty

"Sure, thanks" Kitty replied softly to the newcomer. "You'll have to excuse me, there's something I need to finish." She stood, smoothing her leather skirt. "But I'll be looking for you later darling." Kitty said with a wink over her shoulder.

For some reason, Kitty never felt as confident as she did with a cigarette in her hand. She spied Travis, standing near the bar nursing his drink, a bulge still obvious in his denim.

Striding up to him, she grabbed his arm and tugged, "Comeon, I know you're not anymore finished with me than I am with you. We're both stubborn and stupid, I can tell that much." Kitty dragged him into the back hall, surprisingly deserted.

"For right now, you're mine," she hissed as she wrapped herself around him, licking a little path up the line of his ear she continued, "Does that sound fair?"

 

[Huntress]

Varly

A chuckle rose from her belly and sprang from Varly’s lips as Jorja wrestled her way to the top spot. The other woman’s eyes sparkled with lust and an unspoken challenge. Unable to resist, Varly reached around with her free hand and ran her fingers through the dark silken hair hanging like a curtain above her, stroking her nails along the slender neck, down the valley of her spine to catch one firm globe of that beautiful derriere. Holding on firmly, she freed her other hand from it’s labors to capture the other luscious cheek. Jorja struggled slightly and groaned in protest.

She strained to sit up while holding on to Jorja’s quivering rump, kissing, biting, and trailing her tongue down smooth belly to damps curls. Loosing their grip, her hands roved over shapely hips to find purchase on the slender waist. Gripping again, she slowly lifted Jorja up, brining her sweet vulva to her lips.

The musky salt-sweet scent of woman invaded her senses, heady in it’s perfume. She nuzzled the soft flesh beneath Jorja’s smoky curls and probed the top of the labial crease with her tongue. Jorja’s gasped, digging nails in into Varly’s shoulders. Emboldened, Varly pressed on, probing deeper to again find the small bud of pleasure. The pearl surrendered to her merciless exploration. Jorja stiffened, arching her back, thrusting her hips forward as Varly grazed the nub with her teeth, seeking deeper treasures with her tongue.

 

[Inkubus]

Gabriel

I Light her cigarette and watch her sashay in. I smile as she winks at me and remind myself of my talent for finding trouble. I slip into the bar and step up to the Bartender. "Im sorry Im late, I wont offer you excuses, but I will work extra to make up for it" I look around and see if the boss is anywhere to be seen.

 

[Lustyoo]

Sasha's back, Yeah!!!

OOC: Have I missed posting here or what! Thanks for those that were concerned about me and thanks to all of those that kept my threat going I had terrifying visions of going back on and sseeing my thread had crashed and burned.

Sasha stumbled out of the bathroom her parlor returning to normal. A little too much liqiour I think she had been in the midst of a rather delicate...well a fucking great situation when she had suddenly felt her stomach start to roll and had abandoned her poor companion for search of the bathroom. Feeling better and with a much needed ache tormenting her betwen her thighs Sasha went back to the main room in search of a willing male or two to gratify her lust.

 

[polywog]

geofrey

Sitting at the bar, I take little notice of the business of the patrons. After a while, working at 'Haven there just isn't much that piques my interest.

Sasha, tho, she was pretty special, I still remember her figure under the bright light. Her exit was more sudden than my ego could handle, I guess. I hope I didn't contribute to her illness, by sliding my draconian organ too deep into her mouth. She might not be the first girl to wretch because she got too much dick too fast. Rude, maybe, but I had to find something to laugh about.

Feeling put off of women for the moment, I tried to nurse my beer, but it's no substitute for pussy. This is no time for mood swings. 'Either get yourself laid and get over her, or go back to work' I said to myself. I drained my beer. I don't think I meant to slam it down that hard, but heads turned.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

OOC: Welcome back Lusty. (((Hugs))) girlfriend!

It's too fuckin' hot in here, she thought in an irritated state of arousal, sweat prickling at the back of her neck, similar to the feeling of watchful eyes trying to gaze beyond you...into your soul.

Pulling away from almost addictive caresses of Varly's mouth, Jorja found her way to unsteady feet. Groping for the half-filled glass she left on the table, she grasped the cold smooth cylinder between trembling hands. Downing the contents, she let an ice cube slip between her lips the numbness slowly spreading to her tongue.

Rubbing the toe of her leather boot along the blonde's smoothly tanned legs, Jorja licked her lips in a subtle gesture of anticipation. The ice still firmly positioned between her teeth, she lowered herself onto Varly's waiting lips in the ever so classic sixty-nine position. Jorja latched her mouth onto Varley's tender skin, the saltiness of her being blended smoothly with the remenants of caustic gin. Trailing icy kisses from her knees to the tender inside of the thighs, Jorja let out a muffled cry as Varly easily picked up their relentless rhythm.

Perhaps other lovers shunned those who enjoyed a good tease, but Jorja was never one to pass up a chance to establish herself as the provider of, and if necessary, the usurper of this coveted pleasure.

 

[Lustyoo]

Sasha

The loud clash of glass and wood brought Sasha's head spinning round and she spotted her abandoned partner in the midst of frustration it seemed. Feeling overly sorry and in need to make amends Sasha cautiously sauntered over and touched the back of his neck lightly.
'Problems?' she asked huskily. 'I think I can fix that' will a final look at his perplexed expression Sasha slid down onto her knees and clasped his flacid penis in hand. Stroking softly I gazed at the flesh that never ceased to arouse my interest. It really was a fascinating part of the male body. Tasty too, Sasha thought as she licked the underside of his straining length. Moaning low in her throat she ignored the looks given to her by other patrons and continued to pleasure with her talented mouth.

 

[Inkubus]

Gabriel

Lucklily no one gave me a hard time about being late. I got to work and tried to keep my usual cool while the passion erupted around me. I took a lesson from the last bartender and didnt iniatiate contact with the patrons, but I didnt say no either. I made wicked drinks and watched heavenly pleasure.

 

[polywog]

geofrey

I was begining to feel like the hallway light switch.

She was sucking my penis again and all was forgiven, forgotten. All dark thots were bannished by the sudden sound of my zipper and her slurping. "Sasha, you've comeback!" I try not to be greedy, but I need this. I stagger under her onslought, falling back against the bar, my elbows in puddles of beer. I feel a fresh cold one pressed into my hand. What else could I ask for? I quaff it sloppily while she makes like she hasn't had dick in years.

She looks up at me, her face elongated by her accomodation, thru long lashes and my heart melts into a puddle on the floor. She could speak to me, ask me to marry her and I would get down on my knees too, but in troth, her mouth is full just now.

My long johnson is sliding slowly in and out of her pursed lips, while she cups my balls and carresses my hairy crack with a long nailed finger. I manage to croak, "This will pay forward you know."