Sexual Haven

[germangent]

Dirk

Seeing Varly exhale the smoke of her cigarette drove him wild - a kind of very subtly invitation to him. Not that he needed much invitation after what he had just seen in the club. The dim light in the parking lot produced a halo around her beautiful body. A halo that transcended her human physique into the realm of the nymphs of the Greek sagas.

Showing him her vulnerable side as she tossed her head backwards to exhale the smoke. Her shapely derriere seemed to mould into the seat of her Low Rider - her heeled legs on either side of the machine became the beacons of his carnal desire.

"I am sure you will be the best company anybody could ask for" he said with a wicked smile as he swung his body on the bike - intentionally getting too close to Varly in the process to allow for a comfortable ride.

Feeling the heat of her body in the misty night he put his hands on hers that were holding tight to the handlebars. Her head still thrown backwards he inhaled her aroma. Lowering his head towards Varly's shoulders - gently biting the muscular, toned flesh. Pressing his body to hers - running his hands up her arms intentionally brushing her breasts in the process. Sucking and biting her shoulders Varly started to moan gently.

"So where to Varly?" he growled interrupting the worship of her body for s split moment.

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Amano Ai

Ooc: "Geoffrey? where'dya go to? sniffle. My mouth is getting tired."

Amano Ai's mouth ached as the nine inch dick slipped deeper down her throat, tickling her tonsils as it pressed deeper. Her jaw had begun to ache under all this torture. And her pussy was hungry. She wondered how long he could last.

 

[polywog]

Geofery

ooc: sorry Ai, was sulking re another matter. Your poor mouth! You must ache.

ic:
I never had it so good, I'm sure. Ai is working so hard sucking my big hard mass. Her tits are smeared with slippery white cream, and my balls get squeezed by their sof round undersides every time my stroke pokes the back of that smooth throat. This girl needs a break and something special, but what?

I thought Gabe would not be able to resist that gaping pussy she openned toward him. Maybe he prefers ebi?

I placed my hands on Ai's cheeks sofly carressing them as I withdrew. She seemed relieved. "The milkman's at the back door with a special delivery-fresh!" I arch my eyebrows at the girl massaging her cheeks.

 

[Huntress]

Varly

“Hold on tight and I’ll show you.”

Varly grabbed her jacket and pulled it on, turned the key and the engine throbbed to life as she revved the accelerator. No matter how exciting she found Dirk’s attentions, there was no way she was going to freeze her butt off by flying through the streets of San Francisco half naked. There would be plenty of time and opportunity to continue their foreplay en route to Telegraph Hill, even with a coat on. She backed the Low Rider out of it’s stall and headed out of the parking lot on Jack Kerouac Alley, up Grant to Broadway.

SH was appropriately located in the nexus of the city’s former red light district, directly behind the Vesuvio Cafe. On the northeast corner of Columbus and Broadway was the infamous Condor Club, a strip joint which had once sported a 40 foot image of Carol Doda (complete with blinking nipples) and become known for it’s “killer piano”. Beat generation hangouts, Café Trieste and Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s City Lights Bookstore, were just a couple of doors down the street. All in all, it was little wonder that a club like SH had sprung up in this neighborhood.

The rumble between her thighs and Dirk’s arms around her waist felt exhilarating as she waited for the signal to change. She felt his grip tighten when she gunned the engine across Broadway and Columbus to beat the light and he must have felt emboldened by the thrust of her body against his because suddenly his hands were clutching her breasts. His breath was warm in contrast to the chill air. Varly shivered as he nuzzled the bristly hairs on the nape of her neck and felt her pulse begin to hammer in concert with big shovelhead engine.

“So you’re going to keep our destination to yourself?”, shouted Dirk above the deep exhaust note.

Varly turned her head enough so that he caught a glimpse of her half-smile and wiggled her bottom up against Dirk’s groin. He leaned into her again, instinctively counterbalancing the shift of her weight and loosed one breast to caress her belly, seeking the fine golden curls below the belt of her chaps.

 

[Somme]

woah...is this closed shop...or could anyone imagine a failed priest..lol..really a sailor in his heart and a lover if he can stop reeling after long voyages....mmmm
whatever...i'd love to play...if I may...?

 

[Huntress]

OOC

Greetings, Somme. You are quite welcome to join us -- we are a bit thin on ladies at the moment, but perhaps with your entree we'll be able to draw a few more!

Visit our OOC thread too, if you dare...

~H~

 

[Somme]

Lying in his bath he remembered the couple on the motorcycle, or to be more precise the mans' hand on the half naked breast. He rinsed in the shower, grinning wryly at his partial tumnescence and the cascading cleavage of the water over his midriff.

After shaving his matted beard off he stared at the stranger before him in the mirror. Bronzed,lean and smiling. Not a bad trinity perhaps. Now to find the card in his seabag. A crumpled mess of salty visiting cards from the bottom of the bag...still slightly soggy from the salt...mmmm, sexual haven. A grin spread over his face. 'Safe harbour', he grinned to himself,'is all that the sailor needs', and grinned further at the lack of any subtlty...and rolled out the door.

 

[Guest]

kitty

"Damn that woman," Kitty thought to herself as Jorja stomped by. "can she get any more full of herself?" Looking up, she saw a flash of red in Travis' eye. She growled in warning, thinking "don't piss off the girl that has your cock between her sharp teeth"

Warning given, Travis stroked her hair as she continued to play with his softening cock. Licking and kissing a path, she traveled up over his stomach and chest, dragging her slick body over his. She rubbed her cheek against his throat, whispered to him: "Are we done darlin'? Or, do I get to go for another ride?" Finding his lips, kitty let him have a taste of her favorite dessert, taking his tongue into her mouth and sucking. "Mmm," she mewed "I don't know that I'm done with you yet"

 

[celiaKitten]

*grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*


that was me damnit!

 

[germangent]

Dirk

Speeding across Columbus and Broadway Dirk caught a quick glimpse of the pale glistening pyramid of the Transamerica Building in his back. Varly made a sharp right turn to speed up north on Grant. He finally had an idea of where this Venus would be heading and he smiled thinking about the possibilities.

He felt Varly's bottom wriggle against his groin - making him painfully aware of his tight pants. The sensation of Varly's body leaning against his transformed him to a voyeur again. Seeing both of them on the bike - pressing and rubbing their bodies against each other. Being the director of the film they were starring in he changed the angle - focusing on the big bike between Varly's shapely legs, mentally directing the camera to her derriere. He enjoyed what he sae - and what he felt. This time he would take an active role in his own movie.

Holding on tight to Varly as she sped up the street. His right hand cupping her breast he let his index finger glide up and down over her nipple - feeling it tighten and react to his touches . Teasing her breast that way, rolling Varly's nipples between his fingers. Feeling her wonderful derriere against his groin made him even bolder. Slipping his other hand down her belly towards her pussy. Massaging and pressing her golden curls against her pubic bone - occasionally rolling her lips between his fingers Dirk continued teasing Varly as the blocks of North Beach flew by them.

Lowering his head to hers Dirk could hear her soft moans over the staccato of the engine, feeling her hot breath on his skin as he gently parted her pussy lips with his middle finger he whispered with a wicked smile

"So you are going to show me the local attactions, I guess"

 

[Somme]

Jacks, queens and aces...

...their faces in wine...
'This man has drunk enough' he thought to himself in the crowded bar. The alcahol had soothed the savage breast...or had it? The stirrings in his loins were pleasantly accelerated by the sound of a motorcycle. The association made him stay put in his chair until ...

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Alex

Her demands were met as she stated
"Off...now..."
He stood there before her his hands darting about starting to remove his pants, but he thought, "she enjoys the game..."

Slowly he begins pull at his belt drawing it from the loops. He begins to do a playful strip tease as he unzips his trousers. He pulled apart the front of his pants flashing a red silky material then closing it just as quickly. Then he let go off the garment and as he walked towards the slipped down his legs.

Standing before her wearing a silk red thong and his pants around his ankles, he looked at her with puppy dog eyes and said with a pout, "I need help..."

 

[polywog]

Geofery

THe crowd has lost interest in the various spectacles available for viewing. That and the departure of most everybody who made a show of fucking their partner right on the dancefloor, or the bar.

I don't know what happened to Ai. One minute she was excercising her oral talents (and getting a workout) towards an olympian goal, the next, she had disapeared. Why did they do this to me? First Sasha, then Sasha again, then Ai, each took turns eating my meat and turning into vapour. I looked down at my deflating flute, is it you? or did someone tape a sign to my back saying "suck & abandon me"?

As tittular leader of the band, I at least have a job to do, and it seems to me I haven't spent much time doing it, lately. I wink at the new bass player, and step onto the postage stamp sized stage. I test a few chords and fall into the music, forgeting female trouble for a time.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

He had read her right, taking his time and drawing it out until the tension in the air became almost unbearable. Pushing herself off the floor, she stood, tongue capturing Alex’s for a moment before wandering down his neck to flick deftly across his flat nipples.

She eyed the satin red material, noticing how well he matched and blended in with the surrounding room. A Woman’s Desirers alright...

"I need help..."

His pout and playful plea were too much to resist. She pulled at the waist with her teeth, the material warm and tinged with a raw musky scent, letting the elastic snap back against him a few times before pulling down the wrapping of his obvious excitement.

Looking up at his, she shifted her weight to the other knee and trailed the tips of her fingers over his thighs.

“Help? I think you’re going to get a bit more than just help...”

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Alex

He leaned forward and began to fall on top of her. Catching himself as he pushed her down so she was trapped between his arms. He looked into her eyes and saw the excitement building in her.

Slowly he crawled down her body until his lips reached her inner thigh where he began to suck softly on the hot tasty flesh that he wanted to be wrapped about his waist.

He had a longing to hear her screams of ecstacy and to feel her thighs squeeze against his waist, driving him to fill her with every inch of his hot throbbing cock.

As these thoughts ran through his mind his teeth began to bite softly on her flesh. The hunger of lust had almsot gotten the best of him.

He licked her thigh softly as his made his way back up her. The slightly salty taste of her skin from the light sweat they had built up from pure sexual heat alone had him smiling. He anticipated being soaked in her sweat as well as his before the night was through.

He crawled back up her body and bit her gently on the bottom lip and said, "Would you like to order some sweets first, or order me around first?"

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

Palms on his chest, she returned his slow, meandering kiss. Dragging her nails, she wrapped one leg around him forcing and clawing her way on top. It took all her willpower not to sink onto the unquestionable bliss his rigid manhood would provide. Lightly kissing the sheen of sweat from his forehead, she grinned the playful dance of his fingers and his equally coy comment.

“The whole ordering you around thing sounds pretty good to me...”

She dropped her head onto his stomach, enjoying the maundering path her tongue traced, and grinding her hips into the soft shag carpet in delight with the feel of his warm skin against chapped lips. Nibbling tenderly at the underside of his cock, she used the flat of her teeth to stroke his length, her tongue occasionally darting out.

His groans for more - how she did love a verbal man - were music to her ears, making her draw out the pauses longer and make her staccato ministrations even more erratic.

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Alex

He began to squirm as he tried to crawl from underneath her. The sensations overwhelmed him and his moans grew louder. With all of his attempts of escape her overpowering will to devour him made him freeze.

His eyes locked onto her as she played with his shaft. His body melted into the carpet as the feeling of each fiber made his mind float into the clouds.

His libidinous little devil was destroying his angelic status with each lick as he sunk further and further into her boiling pool of sinful lust.

"Oh gawd yes..." were the only decipherable words that had left his mouth in his mantra dedicated to her touches.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

His words tumbled on top of each other, few decipherable phrases, just a wavering chant of lust. She let out a soft crow of delight each time he twitched beneath her torrid lips.

Like the hungry tides eroding a far-spread beach, she lapped at him, the ebb and flow of her menagerie of pleasures. And each time she taunted him using only her tongue, she took a bit of his self-control with her...out to sea.

Working her tightly pulled lips over his head, she traced every vein and ridge with aching attention to detail. Tickling him with hot breath that she breathed through flared nostrils, she arched her back against the friction and static electricity that the carpet had generated between itself and her silky folds.

Tensing against his shivers, she moaned in appreciation as his hands laced their way through her raven black hair, rasping her scalp with his fingertips. The low, throaty encouragement sent warm vibrations through her lips as she held him captive and powerless, receptive to every subtly of the pleasures of her tongue.

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Alex

He knew his spirit was gone as every breath commanded his body. The soft breeze made him melt, the powerful inhale made him tense.

As her tongue rolled along his hot throbbing flesh a series of moans left his mouth. Her lips slid along his skin pulling firmly at it, begging it stretch a little bit more. She wanted him to be so intensly pleasured that teh sensations were both of pleasure, but with a touch of pain as his cock stiffened.

The only cure for the slight pain was the wet caresses of ehr mouth. A soothing for the fires of lust, but as the cure touched the cool air of the room it fed the fires even more.

His fingers would pull at hair lightly as she thrust her mouth down upon his shaft then release into a gentle caress as her lips massaged his hard cock towards the point of eruption.

Her teasing kept him on the edge of orgasm, but never allowed him to take another step. She wanted to tease him for an eternity.

 

[Jack Steed]

Travis

It wasn’t every woman who could do this to him, but Kitty’s determination to get ‘another ride’ out of him was a powerful incentive. Pressing her slick naked body against him, she kissed Travis passionately, forcing him to taste himself. And when he licked at her lips and thrust his tongue in her mouth, Kitty seemed delighted. Her hand continued to stroke his thick, rubbery cock, and she looked up at him wantonly. “I don’t know that I’m done with you yet,” she told him.

The taste of his own spunk combined with Kitty’s demand for more was like a shot of adrenalin. Travis responded quickly, before it was too late to give her what she wanted. He reached down, brushing Kitty’s hand aside, and gripped the base of his cock to keep himself semi-hard while he pushed her back against the opposite wall with his other hand. Kitty groaned, seeing the fierce look in his eye, and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers again. Travis leaned into her and lifted one of her legs, propping it on his hip, as he guided his cock back to the spot where she wanted it.

There was no time or need for subtlety here and, with both of them working toward the same objective, it didn’t take long. Kitty cried out sharply as she felt him slip inside her once again, and she held onto his neck for support as he began to move. Still gripping the base of his cock for support, Travis thrust up into her several times, driving her against the wall.

Suddenly, Kitty lifted her other leg, hopping up to wrap her legs around his waist. Travis had to let go of his cock to support her, and he groaned, fearing that this would be the end of it. But her desire was enough for both of them, apparently, and as she began panting obscenities in his ear, Travis felt the sensation begin to return to his groin.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

His pleading, although not expressed verbally, was in icy hint to his delicious eyes. Kissing gently on the tip of his cock, she pulled her lips away from him, grazing his tightened balls that hung heavy with the tension of imminent release. Sucking his earlobe into her mouth for a second, she pushed him away roughly, averting her eyes with a look of indignant disgust.

“Ladies first, Alex...”

Perching herself on the cherry colored ottoman, she spread her legs, posing to further increase his discomfort. She let her eye-lids drop as if fantasizing, her hand snaking beneath the skin hugging material of her revealing top. Pulling at her nipples viciously, she traced the swollen outline of her sex, moaning his name in a lustful chant.

“Alllllex, Alex....gawd....Alexxxxx...”

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Alex

He sat before her in a daze. The pleasure had felt drained him of his energy. Looking at her with a smile on his, he knew what she wanted.

He fought to get to his hands and knees and crawled towards her. The moans beckoning him to feast upon her flesh.

He sat before her watching as she teased herself, waiting for his tongue and lips to wet her lustful appetite even more.

He moved towards her slowly, his lips hovering right next to her. He kissed her softly then pulled away as his lips were moistened slightly with the fluids of her sexual desires.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

Withdrawing her fingers, she winked at him as she pressed the two digits to his lips, moaning loudly as if mocking him as he nibbled at her finger tips. Letting the patent leather of her boot brush his cheek, she placed her right foot on his shoulder draping it enticingly around his neck and pulling him closer. At the same time the heel of her left shoe pressed its way against the sensitive skin above his groin.

Licking her lips in an overly dramatized movement, she purred under her breath as his mouth closed around her needy flesh, the tip of her heel digging painfully into him the more hungry and pleasurable his oral ministrations became.

“Oh Alex, I do believe you have found one of my few weaknesses...”

 

[gopher&kitsune]

Alex

He lapped at her fleshy folds, seperating them with the slight pressure of his tongue. His touches methodical. Slowly he traced circles about her soft flesh, then let his tongue explore the damp blossom of her sex.

As her grip grew tighter he let his tongue slide up. Finding its way to that mound of pleasure that begged to touched. He started slowly drawing circles about clitoris. Then carefully tracing letters upon her flesh, writing her a poem with garbbled words but expressing an eroticism that she craved.

He let his fingers slide up her thigh and teased her body as they danced about the gate to her sexual garden. Each stroke caressing her lightly. Her juices spreading about her skin. His fingers played, sliding in a bit ever so slowly then darting out as her heel dug into him only to return again.

 

[Huntress]

Varly

“Oooooo-oh, YES,” she roared, as Dirk’s fingers simultaneously massaged the delicate folds of skin between her thighs and the tender, erect bud of flesh erupting from her breast. “There – can you see it?”

The mist thinned as they climbed Grant, revealing the top of Coit Tower to their left, rising from the obscurity of trees and fog in all it’s glory.

“Coitus erectus,” Varly chuckled to herself. “I’ll bet it’s inspired more than a few firefighters* in it’s time. Ooops! Hold on, tiger…”

She could barely control the bike as Dirk’s fingers suddenly discovered sensitive territory and probed deeply, exploring as far as he dared. A slight wobble in their center of gravity told him he’d gone far enough as they rounded the corner onto Lombard Street and ascended Telegraph Hill.

The western portion of Lombard is one of the most photgraphed and traveled streets in San Francisco. Billed as the “crookedest street in the world”, it was built in the 20’s to provide motor cars an escape from the extreme forty degree slope of Russian Hill, between Hyde and Leavenworth. Eight switchbacks along the route provide tourists with the ultimate “to-die-for” SF photo op.

A low gutteral moan escaped Varly’s lips as Dirk’s fingers unerringly sought and found her clit. She throttled the accelerator, sliding down into 2nd gear as they climbed higher into the fog. The seat beneath her was becoming slick with her juices as the pressure on her clit increased – fingers expertly rubbing, pressing, rolling the little nub until she wanted to scream. As the top of Coit Tower suddenly loomed before them in the clearing mist, Dirk couldn’t tell whether the roar he’d heard emanated from the bike’s engine or the woman driving it.

*Coit Towerhttp://www.sfmuseum.org/hist1/h-coit.html was erected in 1933, a tribute to San Francisco’s firemen and memorial to the late Elizabeth Wyche “Lillie” Hitchcock Coit, 1844-1929