Sexual Haven

Dirk

OOC: First post here - I guess I will be enjoying my stay *g*

IC:

He had travelled too many places and seen too many weird things to really be surprised finding this place. Looking around the leather-clad bodies he could almost touch the sexual tension that filled this place. His mind flew back in time to Amsterdam where he first found this crowd .. "Memories" he thought by himself.
"Guess I am not gonna play tonight" Dirk thought by himself as he made his way to the bar. Rather awkward that he brought along his alto sax. A friend told him that he might find a gig here - and maybe he was right. Judging from the few faces he saw so far he definitely could see himself getting downright nasty tonight.
He made his way through the crowd to the bar - purosefully. He positioned his 6ft6 body in one of these barstools that were - as everywhere in this world - too low for him.

"Well, at least I fit into the color-scheme"

He tossed away some ashes from his suit - Lighting a cigarette as he sat down.

Noticing that fine young thing behind the bar - Very nice indeed.

"What can I get you ?" - Nice smile, nice young eyes and body. PHEW

"a Manhattan for now" using his outrageuos grin tatics again as he leaned back at the bar to watch the crowd around him
 
Travis

With Travis growling and biting her neck and Kitty yowling and thrashing as she came, it almost looked and sounded like a couple of alley cats going at it. Some kid dressed like an insurance salesman, no doubt curious about the noise reverberating in the hallway, poked his head around the corner to take a gander, but the two of them were too far gone to pay him any heed.

“Fuck … shit … gawddamn...Jesus-fucking-Christ,” Travis muttered repeatedly, with his customary eloquence. He was surprised at how quickly Kitty had cum—and how crazy-wild she got when she did so. Travis raised himself up, more to keep his nose from being broken than from a desire to stop biting Kitty's tender flesh, and held onto her hips for dear life as she began slamming back onto him, impaling herself repeatedly, imploring him with those time-honored words: harder, faster, deeper.

Travis wanted this to go on forever, just like it was now—with her cumming and him at that point of no return—but half a dozen more strokes and that old familiar tingling in his groin told him it was too fucking late to hold back any more.

“Awwww, fuck, baby,” Travis groaned. “Awwww, fuck, I’m gonna cum.”
 
Jorja

Jorja resisted slightly as she and Varly wrestled on the floor, but gave in without much of a fight to the blonde haired victor. The sight of another woman doing such things to her and the raw sensations each time the warmth of a tongue flicked teasingly over her sensitive pearl of pleasure which longed to be firmly ravished, drew animalistic reactions to the surface.

The faint shadow of a shapely woman caught her attention for but a moment, and she quickly dismissed the figure in the corner of her eye. Heavy breathing escaped her lips as Varly's quickening pace transgressed the physical need and tapped into something deeper. Jorja's cravings needed to be fulfilled, her hunger needed to be satiated, and she indicated this by a slight arch of her hips as the grating of her ass and rhythm of her writhing grew dangerously close to a crescendo.

Her dark eyelashes, a shade blacker than her hair, the color of downy raven wings, fluttered and closed in finality. Varly dug her teeth into the damp folds of flesh with gusto, and was rewarded with a scream worthy of any sinner announcing their eternal damnation. The click of her heeled boots against the highly polished dance floor as she shivered in climax resounded loudly, overpowering the pounding rush of blood in her ears and the steely screech of a high note being plucked on the guitar.

Carefully pulling each lobe of her inflamed flesh and sucking the deluge of womanly moisture from each, Varly patiently stimulated Jorja’s sensitive lips, nursing each orgasm in turn to it’s full potential. Just as the release had coaxed a flood of sweet nectar from her nether regions, it had too dispelled of the previous heat that tinged her cheeks, and she shivered with the cool wind of satisfaction that rippled over her body.

Whereas Varly had thrown off her clothes, now Jorja smoothed down her skirt that barely covered her still enraged sex, and closed the silvery clasps of her top which seemed more constricting than before. Varly reluctantly gave her one last gentle kiss before snaking her way up garmet clad skin. Another kiss on Jorja's lips, this one wrought with wordless emotions let her revel in the intriguing mixture of two women joined on the most intimate level. Varly did this in such a sensual way that reminded her this was one of the rituals of lovemaking that Travis always performed. With that thought, she turned and scanned the crowd, his deep voice rough and husky with lust reaching her over the jarring music.
 
Dirk

Sipping on my drink I scan the place ... On the floor quite a nice group. A wonderful blond girl is just bringing another vixen to a screaming orgasm.

Getting turned on by this scene ... Really lovely those two ... And the dark one even has spiked heels

"Dangerous" he thinks as he moves over, his pants only barely hiding his hardon. Not that it would have mattered in this place. Moving closer to the party crowd ...

Watching Jorja's orgasmm. Watching her explode in extacy, all the muscles in her body tightening as the orgasm hits her.
 
Amano Ai

"Apple Juice, please," Amano Ai requested of the bartender.

And once the juice was placed in front of her she couldn't help but giggle as she knew that she had finally caught the attention of one of the two lovers. Well, one was better than none I suppose....maybe if I show off a little more she will notice me too.

And with a slow, almost too dramatic motion Ai rest her posterior onto the top of the barstool, slow enough so that the man could take a long view of her cotton panties which barely hid any of her derrier. She had started her show. Spinning the stool around so as she could face the two lovers that she had been eyeing Ai spread her legs, exposing her world to the two at the bar.

"It's too darn Hot in this club isn't it?" Ai drawled seductively in her most sensual voice.

Her fingertips traced the lip of her glass and dipped into the sweet cool juice. She then placed her juice covered fingertips across her lips.... flicking her tongue lightly in tight circles.

"mmmmm.... tastes so good."

Again she dipped her fingers into the juice and this time drew a line down toward her titilating caramel coloured nipples. Ai's white shirt was soon becoming see-through as Ai continued to repeat the process. Her eyes seemed to sizzle with excitement and her breath became rapid as the cold juice touched her hot velvety skin, leaving goosebumps where the juice made contact with shin. Her left hand then travelled southward, legs spreading wider, and reached under her skirt to reveal her hot pussy, wet with excitment and barely covered by the field of strawberries.....Ai let her fingertip drag languidly over the soaked cotton, allowing her new audience to view fully what she wanted. She smiled impishly and giggled as she finally proposed what she had on her mind.

"I was hoping that the two of you might be hungry for a dessert of apples and strawberries on this hot evening."
 
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Alex

My head drops as my visual entertainment comes to end. I place Varly's leather vest, that was lost in the fit of passion, next to her feet. A gesture to get her to look at me so I may be considered as her next toy of pleasure. My heart pounds with anticipation as this powerful sexual being turns towards me. Her mate satiated with her tongue, but Varly looking as if she needed more. I stand there with an odd grin upon my face, partly from wondering what's to come but mostly from the abrupt end of this passionate play. I can tell these women are predators. And my only hope is that they take me as their prey.
 
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geofrey

The school girl played with her incredibly large, pert tits, and her tempting fruit pie.

I don't always eat my courses in order. "Fruit courses clear the palate." I said, leaning over and catching her under her arms. "Think of yourself as an apperetif". I lifted her small body to the mahogany bar, marveling at her breasts bobbing between my wrists.

I turned the little girl to face Sasha,"Kiss beautiful Sasha, hello"
As she bent to greet Sasha, I looped my fingers under the elastic and, hip to hip, pulled her panties down revealing sweet round cheeks and the scent of desire. Kneeling, and craning my neck, I buried my face in her cleft, my nose right up her ass, my tongue snaking farther than I expected into a very tight pussy. The geometry of scale suprised me, maybe her too. She squeaked.

I let my fingers find their way through the light patch of straight pubic hair to her hooded cherry pit and gently thumbed it. This made her tremble and bend her knees, lowereing her anus to tongue height. Without hesitation, I rimmed her hole, and plunged into it as far as I could reach. Her involuntary spasm was electric and she lurched away.

I paused. I did not wish to invade her any further without invitation, but I resisted letting her go.
 
Amano Ai

Amano Ai pouted as Geofrey stopped his wonderfully delicious tongueing.

"Why'dya stop?" Amano Ai whispered...."I was really starting to like it."

And with that she leaned into Sasha's full lips and planted a long, lustful kiss while her arms pulled Geofrey's face back towards her ripened pussy. She wrapped her long legs around his neck and crammed his face towards her warm inviting well.

"suck it baby, suck it till it's dry....this naughty girl needs some punishment"

She leaned back on the countertop, allowing him full access to her sweet tart and reached over to cup one of Sasha's full breasts, teasing the nipples until they too were fully erect. And with a questioning glance she asked Sasha silently if what she was doing was alright with her. All the while Geofrey's thick tongue explored every crevice of Ai's tight twat.
 
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Ai HATES hasty, careless lovers, & so do I!

Kin Ky Ai

o.o.c. or i.c?
As KillerMuffin's signature quotation explains so much more eloquently, our characters grow out of our character, so Kinky Ai has been ignoring this superficial distinction, knowing that all her myriad manifestations are extensions of my intimate experiences just like every tale I write and post on line as well as all my love letters, for SEX-ample, this recent goad to Gopher:
Sayonara, or LOVE? You decide, please!

Gluttonous Gopher,

Yesterday, all the way to Shimabara and back, driving slippery roads on narrow switch backs over misty mountains in the rain, I had composed poetry about you in my mind and a long continuation of our intercourse in Sexual Haven; however, your selfish inconsideration in the way you hastily assaulted my ass without digesting all the background information about my feelings stemming from being anally raped in grade school, which I’ve amply described or alluded to in my stories and our love letters, has finally blown my muse's fuse!

Sayonara!

Well, I'm having see-cunt thoughts. Perhaps I should leave my back door open just a crack. Can you, understanding now how you've managed to piss me off so utterly, go back and edit your hasty posting, so full of mechanical mistakes and character development miscues, to at least slightly ameliorate my ire? By the way, you needn't have thanked me so effusively for the couple of hours I spent editing what I’d hoped would be your first story for submission to Literotica, "Babysitter's Bad Night." Oh, you didn't? Well, not to worry, as always in everything I do, I lived those moments to the max as an end in themselves and TOTALLY GOT OFF coating that progeny of your potent pen with my saliva and nookie nectar!

LOVE, Kin Ky (Don’t you?)

Everything I say here on Literotica and elsewhere gives Kinky LOVERS possessed with sufficient wit and will insight into the REAL me, manifesting always here and now, just as in this Sexual Haven Kinky Ai takes her place at the bar between Amano Ai and Dirk where he's still sitting voyeuristically enraptured in the spectacularly salacious sporting of Jorja and Varly as she's enjoying being enthustically eaten as an aperitif accompanyment by gorgeously gormandizing geofrey. :p

Whipping out my editresses’ notebook, Ai flips past the pages where she's thoroughly gotten off on proofing Gopher's profoundly erotic tail, "Babysitter's Bad Night" while I, and she, Kinky Ai, if you get my drift, experienced (EYES, LEFT! That's right, KinkyLOVE has lost her Literotica VIRGINITY! Hurrah!) ORGASM after exquisite ORGASM while stuffing mouth and vagina full of MASTER eroticist Gopher's enormous ejaculation of erotica. It did NEED proofreading, though.:eek:

Hmm...

Here’s the major point my darling mellow lover, MASTER Gopher missed: Horny, I cherish and fully emphasize with your tender concern for my comfort that tries to idealize this ass fucking and make it a mutually enjoyable experience, with my pleasure overshadowing the slight pain, making it acceptable, leading to a delightful feeling that is unbelievable - for the both of us. Unbelievable is the key word here I'm afraid, Gopher. Of course you're holding this out as an achievable goal for us. Something worth striving for like that awesome act of love we recently performed on the Sexual Haven night-club’s dance floor. Well, we can't be assured that the MC and the other dancers would play their parts correctly, but surely the mechanics of our standing lovemaking are something we've both done many times. To earn that standing ovation, all we have to do is practice making love in that position to the pulsing jungle beat of fervent fuck music, like Nine-Inch Nails, over and over, each time getting better and better, and what a joy that practice would be. The problem here is that your idealized butt fucking belittles the true profundity of my sacrificial love offering to you. Physically there would be pain for me much greater than any possible palliatively pleasurable stimulation of my erogenous zones by my own or another’s fingers - not even if Amano Ai or Jorja and Varly were to apply there torridly talented tongues to this tender task would it suffice to alleviate my agony. To arrive at ultimate truth and beauty, it is best to be bluntly realistic about the details. When you enter my ass hole, a delicate intrusion by the tip of your tongue is no problem, fingers and even a cock of lesser endowments than yours might be very gently inserted with merely minor discomfort. Your erect cock, however, is a brutal beast. Kitsune has triumphantly trumpeted the glory of her lusty lover’s magnificently purple-crowned pussy pleaser. There is no way Gopher’s alter ego Alex is going to cum gently into my dark ass! When you thrust your big hard hot cock exuberantly deep into my anal love ring, it's gonna hurt like hell. An honorable description of this fervent fanny fuck requires whimpers and moans of pain, which I strive womanfully to muffle so as not to interfere with your MASTERFUL pleasure, and yet we both know deep inside that it's better for me not to stifle them completely because a part of you is stimulated by these signs of my submission. Those soft sursurations of my agonized cries and groans will inflame you to ever more vigorous assaults into that darkly delicious mystery of awesome tightness and dank taboo odors. As you approach your enormous ejaculation, you'll note the exquisite beauty of my features twisted by an excruciated grimace, my smile of mingled agony and ecstasy that my MASTER go-for-the-gusto Alex is using my poor useless body as a receptacle for his pleasure. We both knowing how sweet my tears will taste afterwards when you lick them from my cheeks and out of the corners of my eyes, and then I find the pearls of your answering sympathy beginning to roll from your lovely eyes and down your soft cheeks, and I lick them off with understanding murmurs as you babble nonsense about how you couldn't help yourself, you don't know what got into you, it was the most incredible climax, all the while both of us understanding that an experience this intense is a rare treasure that we're gonna seek again just as sure as Goddess made little brown assholes. Speaking about licking things off, I'm afraid that the cum on your dick is gonna have to be wasted because elementary sanitary requirements will prevent me from lovingly returning to my knees to take your sweet cock into my mouth until you wash it. Perhaps you thoughtfully brought along a thermos bottle of pleasantly scented soapy water and some small towels (In Japan we'd use oshibori - warm dampened face cloths.) because, let's face it, Alex, Gopher, whoever you are, ranking my love portals from cleanest to dirtiest, my pussy comes in first and my ass a distant final place. Strictly speaking, from a sanitary point of view, lovers should be made to gargle before eating cunt, but that's ridiculous since our tongues are all over each other's tonsils anyway. The anus, however, is an ass of a different color. If we wanna continue good healthy fucking for the days and weeks to come, avoiding all kinds of nasty inflammations and fevers that inhibit love making and many other activities as well, it's best not to smear those bacteria around between ass and mouth or pussy.

Kinky Ai flips her notebook decisively shut and glances around the bar and further afield into the smoky shadows. “Is anybody listening?” Ai wonders, or is it time for me to do that old Aztec Two Step, Shuffle Off Stage Before Ai Get’s Buff-a-lowed? Ouch! :eek:

LOVE, Kin Ky

P.s. Need Kinky Ai add that she utterly repudiates that flawed scene previously posted by gopher&kitsune wherein he left his “artistry exposed for the room to see” in all it’s poorly written infamy? It NEVER HAPPENED like that wanna-be wet dream. Where, oh where, is the skillful lover, Alex, portrayed in “Babysitter's Bad Night”? :rolleyes:
 
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geofrey

Ai's hands reach back firmly pressing my face into her twat.
I like a girl who knows what she wants.

I lap pussy hungrily, craning my neck to penetrate her recesses. My thumb returns to her hidden pearl, this time with greater pressure.

My other hand searches for fasteners on her blouse. I want those puppies freed. I find buttons and laboriusly attack them. Ai backs into my face in rhythm with my thumb and tongue.

Ai has the most delicious ass ever, but other appetites assert themselves. I stand and slip my thumb into her tight little ass hole, one knuckle, at the same time into her dripping little pussy, I introduce my master of ceremony. She is tight, but slippery. I think, this is going to be sweet. My head pops in, Ai is a study in concentration, still and steady.

I slowly slide my veigny shaft up her slippery channel and meet her upper wall about halfway in. "You'll have to stretch, for me Baby". I start slowly pushing the fleshy envelope. She takes more in, I quicken the pace. Each thrust meeting her size limits, each thrust deeper yet. Ai stands on her tip-toes, positioning herself the way she likes best to be poked.

She is a very tight fit. I feel my thumb on the other side of her perineum, the head of my shaft passes by with greater pressure on Ai's stretching muscles. Then, I've bottomed out, Ai's torso is at 90 degrees, her arms hung onto Sasha's shoulders for support.

I am pumping her tight little pussy. I feel her labia gripping me with each stroke, she is not big enough and unable to relax enough for a loose fit. "You've got such a tight little pussy. Come on, take me, take all of me, you little slut". I pump harder, she is bounced against Sasha so hard her arms buckle with each pounding. Ai's pussy juice streams out,running down my dick, dripping off my balls. I pump faster, her legs are beginning to spasm from the constant tip-toeing.

Finally, I am able to slam solidly into her, and she can't control her legs any more. I stoop and she tremblingly lowers her ass to stay with me. With her knees bent, I can reach around both her thighs and grasp both "c" sized tattas. I pinch the hard nipples and I lift her up in the air. Skewered on my dick, she is my portable love toy, a sit and spin model.

I pivot and face the crowd, some of whom have been watching the spectacle. Ai's twat is spread wide for their amazement. Her eyes too, I suppose. .:eek: So light, I can bounce her on my lap, and I do, my dick penetrating deeper with every toss. I feel her pussy spasming and she flails her limbs hysterically, but I have her fast by the butt and boobs
 
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Varly

OOC: #100!

Varly's face reflected wry amusement as she bent to retrieve her coat and vest and watched Jorja coolly turn away, her lips still tingling from their last kiss. "Glad to oblige, honey," she whispered to the raven haired beauty's retreating form. Women were just different animals. Unpredictable, mercurical and vexing as all get-out. A great diversion, but no substitute for a good stiff... man.

She was acutely aware that, while Jorja had quenched her own carnal thirst, her needs remained achingly unsatisfied. She shook her head distractedly as she pulled her damp vest on, snapping one closure and spun around almost knocking Alex over in her haste to quit center stage.

Green eyes met those of warm brown and a smile flickered briefly over her lips, disappearing as quickly as it had formed.

"Pardon me," came her throaty apology. "Need a breath of fresh air..."

She lowered her eyes momentarily before draping her coat over one shoulder and lifted them again to hold his gaze, frankly assessing her interest in the dark haired man's. He returned her bold look unflinchingly, surveying her with a gleam in his eye.

Close cropped blonde hair and green eyes, well-formed breasts and arms toned by years of sculpting stone with hammer and chisel, slim waist, flat belly and taut derriere framed by black leather chaps over long legs comprised the valkyrian, 6’2” image before him.

Enough of this. I am dying for cooler climes and if I don’t head out that door, I’m going to slug somebody!

Varly smiled crookedly as she shrugged one tanned shoulder and headed toward the door.

She shot a last glance back at the bar before heading out into the cold San Francisco night. New customers had drifted in while she and Jorja had been engaged. The handsome young voyeur, a tall interesting looking fellow seated at the bar … and a new bartender! There wasn't enough of fog in the state to cool the fire in her loins, but possibly there enough eligible partners who, upon her return, might just accomplish that feat.
 
Dirk

Leisurely standing at the bar I watch that young japanese girl next to me getting licked and fucked. What a great show to begin with. That cute girl bouncing on what seems to be a slightly oversized penis for her. Her moans and screams filling the air - music to my ear indeed. Haven't heard such noises for too long.

All of a sudden I caught an unflinching gaze from the blonde girl that just came off the floor.

"Pardon me," came her throaty apology. "Need a breath of fresh air..."

That was enough for him ... Unfortunately god gave men a brain and a dick but not enough blood to operate both at the same time. All alarm bells went off in his brain - he should have stayed here. He should have played his voyeur routine till the very end, he knew it - he knew this was a dangerous lady. But unfortunately, most of his blood was far away from his brain right now.

He felt the urge to dive between her legs .. To deliciously feast on that heavenly body .. to drown in her nectar as the carnal twister sweeps them away. He wanted to feel her bady - he wanted to explore her inner depth .. now.

Varly - or Venus of Milet for all he cared - struck him with her physique and gaze. Powerful and lusty enough to turn Michelangelo's David into a babbeling fool unable to control his carnal instincts.

Jumping to his feet he left the lustful couple beside him and followed Varly out into the cool and misty Bay area night. He was quick to close up on her - gazing at her wonderful derriere. Her long legs on those high heels just framed it so well ...

"Hey Varly, I am Dirk .. Mind if I join you ?" he said with a husky tone in his voice .. Their eyes me again and he could see them illuminated from sheer lust.

"Great" he thought "this lovely creature will eat me alive" - not that he cared - his painfully erect secondary brain would not allow that.
 
Alex

With a shocked amazement Alex stood in the middle of the floor. It wasn't very often that his sexual target escaped him. A mixed number of feelings surged through his body. He felt confident she was attracted, her brief smile telling him she desired for him. And the way in which she quickly dismissed him brought forth a carnal desire like none other.

As she exited the bar, his eyes were locked onto her dominant physique. You could tell by the way she moved towards the door, her powerful legs and muscular cheeks swaying with a seductive rythm, that she was making a statement to him. As she glanced back before disappearing into the night she could see the excitement in his eyes, it reminded her of a school boy tearing into his first porno mag. She relished in it, then stepped out into the cool night.

He stood there as her silhoutte disappeared. After gathering himself, he calmly made his way towards the door smelling the scent her freshly ravaged body left in the night air. He awaited her return.

After taking in one more long breath he turned back into the bar his lips brandishing an auspicious grin. Slowly he made his away across the floor to his booth. He took a quick look around the room to find where his sweet Amano Ai had stopped to play. He watched her for a second, admiring that innocent child-like body being ravaged like she desired. Then took a seat while sipping from his glass of water. He laughed as his grin turned to an enormous smile. As his smile started to fade, he withdrew from his briefcase a pen and a pad and began to write. His words were not just scribbled down, but chosen.
 
Gabriel

Gabriel had to admit he was no innocent, but the action taking place before him was more than he knew how to follow. He slipped into his job and tried to focus. He caught his reflection in the mirror. His hazel eyes and sandy blond hair were set off by the lights in this place, but they didnt hide the obvious flush to his skin...he sighed and took a shot off the brandy. As the heat burned its way down his throat he smiled as he forced himslef to relax and act like it was just any other day.
 
Amano Ai

His throbbing red cock sunk deep into Ai's tight twat, the friction was intense as Ai held him fast with her vice-like grip. It was almost too much for him to take. Her pussy was ravenous but tight like a newly deflowered virgin. The tip of his penis thrusted deeply, curved slightly upward, pressing against her G-spot causing her to cry out.

"Oh! Kami-sama!"

Her buttocks thwapped loudly against his pelvis, her legs convulsing slightly as her cooze was ravaged by this stranger.

She looked over to the side, checking to see if Sasha was watching the show, her hand still grasping Sasha's wonderfully full breast but still no response.....

Slightly dismayed Ai pushed against Geofrey's sweat glistened chest.
A confused look crossed over his face as Ai slid his shaft out from her moist, dripping pussy. But before he knew it she gave him a coy smile.

"I want to pleasure YOU now...."

And with that said she prostrated herself in front of his towering member.....a supplicant in the presense of her master. Amano Ai began worshipping his tower, first with a feather light kiss, then flicking her tongue across the tip....licking all of her sweet strawberry love-juices in small circling motions. Her hands reached around to pinch slightly on his proud buttocks, kneading as she began to suck. Her lips traced his shaft, up and down, leaving a trail of molten lava, her teeth lightly nipping here and there along his now engorged penis. Her right hand leaves his now extremely pink bottom and caresses his ball, rolling them around carefully in her hands. Ai's lips suck forcefully along rigid cock until she had all of him in her mouth, deep down her slender throat, her tongue barely had room enough to escape her mouth as it slid out to reach his balls. It was an awesome combination....her throat and mouth wrapped fully around his cock and her tongue tickling his sensitive balls....her hand kneading his balls and his buttocks. His pelvis starts to push and pull and his breath passed rapidly through his chest. His moans echoed through the club and with a twinkle in her eye, Ai slowly stops her worshipping and sits back on her haunches.

And with a tiny giggle she replied, "Would you like more?"
 
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Amano Ai

Ai couldn't help but quickly glance to the darkened booth where Alex sat. She couldn't help but feel a little dismayed....she had originally dragged him into the club for a little fun and excitement together....but what had happened? She hoped that he would join her and her two playmates at the bar farily soon.

Ai turned her eyes again back to her current playmate who was still recovering from his little romp with fellatio. ;) And with uplifted brows she asked,

"Well? How'dya like it?"
 
Ai makes her own way

She pushed away, I can't believe it! Just as I was showing the world how big a little girl can be.

Ai has one of those grins I have learned to love...
She bends to address her temporary totem. I can see her reflection in the bar glass. My nose was stuck right up there only moments ago. Seemed like long hours...

Ai knows her business, starting off with lite kisses, she doesn't stretch it out tho. Soon, 9 inches of pleasure tickle her creamy throat. I reach slowly for her face with both hands, brush her short pixie hair aside. My fingertips carress down her cheeks, one continuing slowly to cup her jaw, and further to lightly hold her neck, where the tip of my tool must wind up.

When she looks up at me, it's all I can do not to bruise her face with lustful thrusting, to take her face in my hands and ram into it with all the force my desire dictates."OOOHHhhhhh.." Tilting my head I look down at her big almond eyes.

"you like it so far?" she asks sincerely.

"God, YES, my little flower. Take me deep" Then I thought again, "Why not make use of your greatest asset, honey. "
To the barkeep, "Gabe, got 'ny cream?"

ooc Sorry Inky, I think it's a great handle. Tell me if it bothers you and I'll stop. You're a sport.
 
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Inky???

OOC thoughts of squids and octupi come to mind:rolleyes:

IC*
Gabriel rolled his eyes with a smirk as he reached under the bar and pulled the cream from the fridge. he slid it across the bar and winked as he smiled.
 
Amano Ai

OOC: "I LOVE WHIPPED CREAM!!!!! "
:D

Amano Ai looked up as Geofrey quickly grabbed the cream.

"Strawberries and cream? Sounds delicious."

Ai Stood up, barely coming up to Geofrey's heaving chest. And slowly peeled off her juice soaked shirt, her bright pink bra barely keeping in her jutting breasts. She turned her back to Geofrey and proceeds to weave her body to the music, seductively stripping her clothing, bit by bit. First it was the shirt, then it was her tiny shoes, bending forward enough to give him full view of her juicy butt, rubbing it slowly up and down his front as she took off her bobby socks. His hands reached around her middle, caressing her full breasts, the other hand knowingly in between her thighs...the both of them undulating in an erotic dance of passion. She weaved her body, all over the front of his erect penis, a mixture of cloth against skin, and then skin against skin driving him crazy with lust. Next came her skirt, it dropped to the floor and with an impish grin she turned again....pushing him back so that she could have room to get onto the countertop where she sat. Everyone who was looking longed to become the tabletop that her sweet bottom lay upon.

"Gab, would you be a dear and assist me with my bra, It's a little too hot in here."

She leaned back far enough for him to help out with the clips and with outstretched legs she pulled Geofrey forward so that he stood between her legs, she was completely nude and willing to do anything. She reached for the bottle of Whipped cream and with a chimming voice which was directed to the two men on either side of the bar table.

"You might need this."

:D
 
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Jorja

Jorja perched herself on a red patent leather barstool, facing the crowded floor. Turning her eyes purposely away from the obscene moans of Jack & the ex-bartendrix, she focused on some abstract detail in the neon Corona sign with a colorful flourescent parrot perched on the letters. She removed the metal clasp from her feathered hair, the bronze highlights contrasting with her ebony tresses in the disco lighting. Tossing her hair back, she combed it out with her fingers, and let it lay in a smooth shawl around her almost bare shoulders.

Twirling the chair around with a twist of her hips, bobby pin still held between her teeth, she surveyed the bar, or bartender, to be exact. She waited for him to...assist...the wide-eyed woman, whose back was arched in his direction. He slid a long neck bottle down the bar to another patron, before turning his attentions to her. She admired his strong hands, fingers spread wide against the worn wood of the bar top. Perfect for mastering the art of glassware, among other useful skills.

“White Russian with Absolut and light cream...if you get a chance...” She said in a silky sweet tone, with a slight gesture towards the intimate couple sprawled at her right elbow.
 
Alex

Alex watched as Amano played, with smile he tilted his head to the side. He seemed a bit to happy to see his girl having this much fun. His eyes shifted to the side to catch Jorja as she spun to speak with the bartender. He looked slowly down her body, surveying the playful soul. As he reached her feet his stare seemed focused on something just beyond them. This intense gaze soon led to another smile. He waves to the waitress and hands her some cash whispering, "Whatever she needs, "throwing a glance towards Jorja, "take care of it." His attention again turned to his pad and pen where he began scribbling more words once again.
 
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woo hoo

I am captivated by this display, barely remembering to breath.
I glance at Gabe, I can see he hardly cares about his job anymore. Who can blame him? I think I saw him reach for his fly. I reached for the whipped cream.

Ai's tits were amazing, she lay on her back, feet flat on the bar, knees spread. I easily spun her so she coud prop her feet on Gabes chest. Her head below my crotch. I shook the can and dispensed the cool puffs. A tall pile onto her mons, circles on her belly, and a big loop around both her boobs.

I went down on my knees accross Ai's ribs. She held those big "C"s up and I lay my pipe between them. She smothered my pipe but for the last 4, inches. I held her head in my hands, lifting her head as she tucked her chin, her lips and raging tongue reached for my little head craving it's solidity, and warmth. God, I love little girls.

I pumped Ai"s face with abandon, slipping between those pillow tits. This was heaven. I thought, what Ai needs now is a big surprize. I twisted around to see if Gabe would be giving it to her.:rolleyes:
 
Gabriel

Gabriel prided himself on being unshakeable, the action going on at the bar was proving hard to not be affected by. Gabriel handed a long neck across the bar, he smiled at the couple before him and being the gentleman he caught Amano's bra with a flick of the wrist and handed it to geoff. With his other hand he topped off her beautifull breasts with a little whip cream and moved down the bar with as much control as he could muster. Gabriel grabs the half/half, the the absolut, the kahlua and slides it across the bar in a rocks glass to Jorja. "Siberian ma'am ...dont worry I was taught to never keep a lady waiting"
 
Alex

Alex looks around the room once again, searching for a phone. He sees one off in the corner next to the bathroom, Casually he makes his way across the floor oblivious to everything around him. He starts to dial. He whispers a few words into the phone then hangs up. Slowly he makes way back across the room, this time with his head hanging as he walks. He gets back over to his table and collapses into the booth. His arms flopping onto the tabletop as he sits. He looks back to see Amano and Geofrey. With his eyes locked on them he rests his chin on his arms. He raises an eyebrow, head tilted showing a faint glimmer of a smile as he stares through them, thinking.....
 
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Kitty

As the last of her delicious shivers ended, Kitty came to rest in her preferred state: well fucked, naked and feeling the need to stretch every muscle in her body. In a word, she felt smug. Travis had brought such a glorious completion for her - and a good kitten gave
as good as she got.

Kitty pushed against the wall and stood, leaving Travis no option but to step back.

“No worries, darling,” Kitty purred, dragging her hands down his slick chest, “I’m not running anywhere until you’re done with me,” she pulled at his shoulder “now, c’mere baby, and turn around,” she repeated his words with a slight smile. Even with the puzzled look he gave her - she knew he wasn’t about to argue. He turned, leaning against the wall. “A little more,” she whispered, tapping his inner thighs, and he spread them further.

Kitty’s hands reached up to spread his buttocks, and she leaned in - lightly running her tongue along the crack. She heard his sharp intake of breath, and stilled, waiting to hear a protest, instead she felt his hips move slightly toward her. That was all the invitation she needed. She swirled her tongue over his backdoor. Kitty knew he wasn’t far, and wouldn’t last much longer.

Still kneeling before him, she pulled at his hip again, and he turned easily as before. Kitty quickly took his cock in her mouth again, sating her oral nature. Meanwhile, one hand made its way back to his ass, still slick from her tongue’s escapades. Slowly, she pressed against his puckered hole with her finger.
 
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