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Grrr....constant interruptions to my day again *glares at people who can't seem to do anything for themselves anymore*
 
*Her warmth is tangible from this distance, a welcome heat against me. Her tone is haughty, and it makes me smile all the more*

I believe that would depend on just how hungry you are, dear. Though if you opt for the latter, you could always come back for seconds if you get full too quickly...

*The innuendo is barely masked, and his own arm drapes itself around her hips, sliding her closer to him.*
 
Turning back to Fr33k, his words make me laugh. I nuzzle in close to his ear, whispering my reply. "Touche! And I'm not sure I could handle a 12 inch. You know what they say, "It takes two hands to handle a whopper!"
 
*Her nuzzling tickles his sensitive neck and earlobe, sending a shiver through him. He turns his head to respond in kind, lips grazing the curve of her own ear*

Then I suppose a 6 inch would have to do. Wouldn't want you to bite off more than you can chew, and after all handling one multiple times would only grant you more practice....
 
*Grinning over at Dragon.* The poor lad is obviously talking out loud again to people who aren't there.


Answering Fr33k's comment, "Certainly true. And practice makes perfect. Or at least, if not perfect, then I'd settle for 'talented'. Besides, I wouldn't want to choke."

I settle in beside Fr33k, an arm going around his waist, turning to enjoy the view of the beach with him.

"I can see why you come here to meditate. It's a nice scene. Missing only one thing, I think."
 
"Oh no, we wouldn't want that..."

*Something in his voice belies perhaps a different opinion to the one given words*

"Yes, it's very conducive to focusing oneself....Missing one thing? What might that be?"

*He adjusts the arm he had around her waist to be draped across her shoulder, affording them both a comfortable resting place to watch the waves*
 
"Naked frolicking nymphs would complete the scene nicely, I think. What do you say? Care to join me?"
 
*A hearty laugh shakes his frame*

I'm certainly no nymph, but I'd be glad to join you.

*He rises to his feet, offering a hand to her*
 
I take his offered hand, rising to my feet and on into a light hug before tugging at his shirt, helping him off with it. Turning to get his help unfastening my dress, I slip my arms out as soon as I feel it loosen, then shimmy the bodice down and off.

"I swear I don't even know why I get dressed anymore." I laugh, taking his hands in mine as I step out of the pooled cloth at my feet and tug him along after me, headed for the surf..
 
*She sheds the dress like an elegant serpent losing its skin, revealing quite an attractive form beneath. Her gentle tugging is met with no resistance as she guides the way toward the beach*

I'm not sure why you do either...

*His grin is full of mischief as he moves to stride along beside her, eyes darting over from time to time to enjoy her shapely figure*
 
*Light brown eyes and glance around. Wolf rises from her spot and wipes sand away. A moment`s thought to gather her things and then she is gone*

POOF
 
Splashing into the water, I look for a nice rocky outcropping nearby and make for it, leading him with me. The beach is too open, not quite private enough. When we've reached waist deep water, I turn back and let my arms slide up his chest, around his neck, looking up into his eyes, speaking softly over the sound of the waves.

The beach is a little public today, don't you think?

A sudden swell surges, pushing my hips against him, and my arms tighten to hang on. Sometimes even nature, herself, cooperates.
 
Leaning across the bar, grinning like the chesire cat

I'd like a blowjob, sex on the beach, a long slow comfortable screw, a screaming orgasm and a double entendre
 
*She's leading them out to a spot near his meditating outcropping. When she turns and lays her arms over him, he smiles. Her voice is barely audible over the rush of the waves. It would appear that the water wishes for them to be even closer. His hands find her waist beneath the surface, his neck bending to bring his face closer to hers*

Yes, it would seem so. Fortunately there are many hidden areas to be found here.

*His words would seem to have double meaning as his fingers slip over the small of her back, holding her close despite the swirl of the tides*
 
I think...that I need to find an exceptional pair of ladies to play Rachael Roth (better known as Raven) and Koriand'r (better known as Starfire)
 
Leaning across the bar, grinning like the chesire cat

I'd like a blowjob, sex on the beach, a long slow comfortable screw, a screaming orgasm and a double entendre

Crawling across the bar, slinking toward the Pen with a glint of mischievousness.

"Thats tequilla, right?"
 
"There are good spots all over, just waiting to be found."

I nuzzle in close to his neck, warm lips contrasting to the coolness of the water, nibbling lightly on his pulse point, just below his earlobe. A pink tongue licks out tentatively, hot wetness on cool skin.

"It's just a matter of finding the spots we like."

My hand around his neck slips down lower, finding the strength of his broad back and shoulders. I can feel his arms holding me against the force of the waves. I feel secure.
 
Crawling across the bar, slinking toward the Pen with a glint of mischievousness.

"Thats tequilla, right?"

Keeping perfectly still, letting her come to me, but my grin grows wider, if that's possible.

"Well out of all those, yes, tequila is one of the ingredients."

Baring my teeth with a hunger that goes beyond food

"Maybe I could just drink you."
 
*A sudden jolt runs down his spine, her tongue acting as the spark. The water is cold, but he still feels warmth throughout himself. One hand loses it's grasp around her waist, moving up to cup her chin, tilting her head to meet his gaze*

Too true. This is in particular is rather enjoyable.

*He takes the opportunity to place a kiss against her neck, nibbling perhaps a bit harshly at first, settling for a soft bite at last before pulling back*
 
Keeping perfectly still, letting her come to me, but my grin grows wider, if that's possible.

"Well out of all those, yes, tequila is one of the ingredients."

Baring my teeth with a hunger that goes beyond food

"Maybe I could just drink you."

Loving teeth, she makes me so hot. Wet. I turn as I reach her, sliding onto my back, seeing her through an upside down lens.

Tequilla bottle shoved aside...

"I'm not on the menu for just anyone, you know." Aroma of absinthe and spice. My tone is teasing.. challenging.
 
His teeth on my neck, just right. My head tilts back, angling slightly, baring more of my throat to him as my eye close in languid pleasure. The soft sigh sends my warm breath to his ear.

Another swell lifts me. Anchored to him by our mutual embrace, there is nowhere to go but up and down. I let the water lift me, my feet coming up from the sandy bottom. Instinctively, or maybe impulsively, I clasp anything I can to steady myself, and my legs wrap around his, drawing our bodies closer. I look up after the wave passes, unsure how he'll take this, smiling when I see he doesn't mind.


"That was a strong one, wasn't it? Good thing we're holding on. Something about the timing and rhythm though. Seems familiar."

The hint in my words is confirmed by the suggestive grin that curls my lips.
 
Loving teeth, she makes me so hot. Wet. I turn as I reach her, sliding onto my back, seeing her through an upside down lens.

Tequilla bottle shoved aside...

"I'm not on the menu for just anyone, you know." Aroma of absinthe and spice. My tone is teasing.. challenging.

She looks delectable lying upside down on the bar like that, my very own meal. I bite my lip as thoughts run through my mind.

"I will keep that in mind then. I will savour you then."

Reaching out I hook my hands under her shoulders, pulling her close, rising to her challenge, but showing her that she will still come to me. My eyes glow wickedly as I do.

Then with her splayed out underneath me I lower my lips, keeping them just out of reach for a moment, not long, but long enough. Kissing her deeply, tasting those absinthe lips, drinking her, tasting her.
 
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