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Thread: That Summer at Aunt Emily's (bosswnc and celebstars)

Richie had heard her coming down the hallway. Sitting up in his bed when he heard you open the door and slide into the pretty much dark room. Hearing the word fine made his heart skip a beat. She had agreed to fuck him and not only that, but she had given him a fre epass on her body for the entire summer. Sitting there on the bed, keeping his eyes on his Aunt's dark sillouette. Finally he spoke. I am glad you decided to to the smart thing. I don't want you in trouble. Smiling to hisself, knowing in the dark you wouldn't be able to see the smugness in the dark. Richie shifts a bit and speaks low...Why dont you undress...and then come over here
Thread: That Summer at Aunt Emily's (bosswnc and celebstars)

Scratching the back of her neck she heard him tell her to undress herself before coming over to him. Walking away from the door she entered the space in front of the bed and slipped out of her dress. The material fell down every curve of her body, graciously hitting the floor below without making a single noise. In just her underwear now, Emily unhooked her bra from the back and ran the straps down her arms letting it reveal her mature breasts. Once her bra was off, Emily bent down and placed her fingers in her panties before rolling them down her long smooth legs. Finally naked and showing that she was shaved between her legs, Emily slowly and nervously walked towards the bed.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

Even before the scene faded from black, the sound essentially betrayed what was happening the moaning of a woman, the panting of a man, the slapping of their flesh coming together. And as the picture did hone into view, any remaining doubt was removed this wasn't some fuzzy-filtered rolling around in the sheets, but raw, unrestrained, genuine. The sudden little gasp perhaps matched similar gasps from those watching but this was one of pleasure and excitement, not shock and consternation. The slow steady zoom confirmed this was no mere sex scene as it captured a flash of thick, tumescent flesh disappearing between two pert cheeks, stretching out the tightest of holes. Juliana was on her hands and knees at the end of a large bed, sheets swept to the side. The stance highlighted her exquisite figure shapely rear hiked up and breasts bouncing aloft, while her narrow back dipped in a shapely curve. Her purple gown had been pulled free of her shoulders and lifted over her waist, leaving in bunched in the middle between a sandwich of her nakedness, though her smooth skin was also adorned with many bangles and bracelets, necklaces and pendants, a mixture of gold and silver and sparkling gems which contrasted to her soft features. Her face was delicately made up, and currently caught in an expression of enraptured bliss as she let out another gasp her mid length blonde hair was a little astray, not helped by the loose fistful gathered up in a grasping hand. It was a slow, but vigorous scene every thrust was enough to lift her hips in the air, and she sported a cherry-red handprint on a pale buttock. But at the same time, as she slid from her hands to her elbows, breasts squeezing together between her tone arms, Juliana's brown eyes looked up over her shoulder at the man behind her, and seemed touched with a look of almost tender eagerness, of adoration, of obedience. She bit a sliver of lip between her top teeth as she stifled another gasp, eyes never breaking their sultry gaze even as another steady thrust filled her so completely, looking up longingly at the man dressed only in one thing the Crown of the Emperor.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

The man's crowned head tilted this way and that, missing sight of the loving, sultry gaze boring unto him by the beauty in his bed. The camera would switch between his face and his gaze, showing his head tilted one way, then her pale, curved back, blonde tresses spilling part upon her shoulders and part bobbing freely. It showed his face again, then switched back to a place lower now, lingering on the heart-shaped soft bottom that splayed in the center, leaving no question as to which place in her body the young woman was accepting him in. The moment then was one captured and held at length, the image of a shaft driving deep into her buttocks holding for a good forty seconds straight. She wasn't rapidly being taken, but rather at a solid pace, with each strong thrust firm, meaningful, causing a bounce of the woman's body in response. After those forty seconds the man leaned back a bit, still in the same position, giving the overhead camera a better view as he lifted his hips and the young woman pushed back onto him. Thirty seconds of this now. It was vulgar, it was so, so different, and it was real. Did it make viewers uncomfortable? Good. Did it make them uncomfortable in a bad way? The camera went back to the Emperor's face which was looking randomly about the room, tilting this way and that, grinning, labored breaths coursing through his lungs. Then he looked down, and upon catching sight of his young, beautiful niece staring up at him, his face brightened even more and his body leaned forward, still maintaining its rhythmic thrusts, curling over top her back. One arm came to rest its hand on her shoulder. The other came to cup the outside of Juliana's cheek, which he held lightly while giving her a soft, sweet closed-mouth kiss. The other hand left her shoulder then, dipping around her side to beneath her, to cup her right breast, holding its wonderful mound of flesh in his palm whilst its twin swayed freely. In the distance, very, very faintly, birds were chirping. Light shone in brightly through windows, cascading down on one part of the bed and various parts of the floor. The new day was well into its morning but before it was time to embrace the world it was time for sweet, deep anal between uncle and niece. It did not matter that guards stood watch outside the door and likely heard some of the louder mewls from her more delicate frame. It did not matter that the sounds of sex, that the constant slapping of his firmed up sac against her firm rear cheeks challenged their respective gasps and grunts to be the greater part of the room's din. It did not matter that they were related by blood, and held the titles of Emperor and Princess of Rome, respectively. The two loved as strongly as they lusted, and with several more kisses between them, it was easily made clear that the tasks of the day would wait until they had finished.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

Juliana said nothing as his hand closed around her breast. Her own hand reached up to lightly tweak at her own nipple before sliding over his wrist, intertwining fingers with his, sharing in the delight of her nubile frame, and her shapely curves wiggled just enough to change the cast of the splash of light shining down from a high, arched window but she didn't say a word. Nor would she. Social media was exploding with discussion of the scene, from outrage to disbelief to applause that the bright-eyed starlet was so obviously having unsimulated anal sex on camera, but not a word of all this volume of discussion came from her ruby lips. The script offered her no speech, no exposition, not even a one-liner it simply instructed her to allow a man older than her father to take every last inch of pleasure from her. Instead, she had to let her beauty speak for her. The morning light in her blonde tresses gave her the golden aura of wearing a halo, crowned like her uncle, and made her soft, pale skin glow with the vibrant warmth of youth. Her breathing rose as he pushed inside her, causing her breasts to swell once more and her loving eyes widen in that flush of sensation, then fell away in a smooth throaty purr of satisfaction. The camera momentarily cut to Praetorians on the door, standing there listening to those sounds of intimate congress, their stony faces suggesting the very routine of the duty and then cut back to a close up, zooming in tight enough to show the flash of flesh between her toned legs. She was baring herself so completely for the camera that it captured every flicker in her face, every tiny flinch of her blissful smile, every hazy flutter of her long, dark lashes.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

Caelius' moans took turn with hers, hers just as loud, but feminine, in their lighter wanton tone, his rising and falling in opposite rhythm between each of hers, more masculine, groaning from the way her tight, underappreciated hole gripped and squeezed around him. Then there was the sounds of sex itself, the slapping of his balls on her cheeks, the sound of his thick, velvety shaft pushing in and out of Her Highness' royal backdoor it was all so lewd, but as they did it, as they had sex, fucked right there on the screen, this child, this beautiful little girl, it was clearly done with deep emotion toward one another, evidenced by how they held hands over her right breast, her left let to bob free. This was not a rush. This was two people actually having sex, camera angles meant to clearly show it was the actors and not doubles, meant to show it was really them and not prosthetics, or a use of shadows, and each moment existed at length rather than be quickly rushed through. Social media was indeed alight, an estimated seventeen million tuning in to see what all the hype has been about with this, the debut episode. Is it porn? Is it art? Let them call it what they will. Come tomorrow at the water cooler, every person in the world would know the name Jennette McCurdy every man would want to buttfuck her, and kiss her on the mouth, and every woman would wish they were they one squirming in the grasp of the incomparable Jeremy Irons, decked out in the finest silk and jewels an empire had to offer. Caelius Marcellus' back straightened, bringing him back to the position he'd been in before. The one hand stayed on his niece's supple, beautiful bosom, holding its soft skin in his palm while her own touch entwined betwixt his. She was on her elbows and knees along the width of the foot of the bed. He shifted so that one leg was standing on the floor now, with one still knelt right behind her. The muscles of his middle and lower back were on display with every roll of his body, pumping deep into the beautiful young princess, she bouncing erotically on his dick. His other hand gripped at her left hip, pulling her back onto him faster, with a bit more oomph. His own body began to hasten its act, groans turning into grunts now, pulling his glistening length out till just the bulbous tip is held within her splayed cheeks, then pounding straight in, causing her backside to ripple as he buried himself time and again so lewdly to her hole, neatly trimmed sac sounding its rhythm each time it slapped.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

Underscoring the intensity of the scene was the absence of any music, no sappy strings or cheesy electronics pure silence. It meant that the only soundtrack to the act was the act itself the sheets crumpling as Juliana's fingers twisted them up, bracing herself as the Emperor drew back almost free of her tight grip, then slid back in to hilt himself so deep inside her mewling little gasp as the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs was met with the forward thrust of his powerful frame the faint jingle of the exquisite jewellery about her neck, chains dangling between her hanging breasts as they bounced back and forth with the rhythm of their coupling the squishing of their mouths together in another kiss, this one open mouthed and wet, the flicker of tongue visible. There was an eagerness to Jennette's performance that perfectly suited the scene playing the niece wanting to satisfy the Emperor came quite naturally. Since meeting on set she had found Jeremy cold and distant to her, barely speaking to her and clearly wanting nothing to do with her she'd caught him sneering derisively when she mentioned her acting credentials. She was convinced he hadn't even bothered to learn her name or Ariana's, as he simply called either of them by condescending petnames on the rare occasions he acknowledged their presence. The desire to impress him, to convince him of her worth, helped her beauty illuminate the scene as she slowly arched her back to push lightly back against another languid fuck.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

No, there was no music at all. There was just the sight and sound of a young woman only months removed from being a Disney starlet getting her asshole pounded, the scene clearly taking its proper, realistic amount of time, lewd and yet intimate in the act. The camera moved around to Jennette's front, panning rather than cutting, so as to further emphasize this all was real. It focused on her bright, smiling face, on the bounce of her young, ample breast, on her bare shoulders and arms, on the earrings and necklace that jangled about and how her hair fell haphazardly to encompass it all in a beautiful frame of gold. It held there for over half a minute, showing everything. Her beautiful eyes. Her hardened nipples. The bottom of a ballsac just barely visible between her breasts, past her belly, just barely fitting into the angle of the shot. The angle switched back to a wide view, set back a little bit, showing both lovers going at it from the side. Emperor Marcellus was pumping into the young Princess' backend rapidly, head lilting back languidly this way or that so far each time it seemed a tempt of fate to whether his crown would fall off. Hefty, deep groans reverberated from his throat each time, his voice projecting itself strongly, with the tail end of each his face turning to something of a smile or a grin, but quickly fading back to pleasure for the next quick, deep thrust. Both hands were back on Juliana's hips now, letting her beautiful tits sway free, the wide angle of the shot catching sight of his shaft each time before pushing it back into her, pulling her back with his hands, causing her rear end to ripple and bounce on his dick. Then he pulled out. The camera switched to a shot of behind, showing his back, backside and legs as he moved off the bed, moved to stand at its side, the shot lingering a moment to now show off what was traditionally a very, very private view - the back of the young actress' pale thighs, bare, spread butt cheeks, her just-fucked asshole and glistening pussy, all on display for an estimated seventeen million to see. But to them, the characters, it was just the two of them in the grand bedroom alone. Caelius moved to stand on the side of the bed, instantly taking his throbbing hot shaft into his hand. It pounded himself rapidly, while his other gave young Juliana's hip a quick double pat, encouraging her without words to shift position.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

Juliana didn't respond to the nudge immediately instead, she held her pose for one long shot, elbows together to squeeze her breasts forward, swell of her ass thrust high in the air, almost presenting herself, displaying her most private self to him and to the watching camera over his shoulder, capturing every inch of flesh. She was still breathing heavily, and had the glow of fresh, young vitality about her, lighting up her face when the camera eventually switched back to it, having finally tired of absorbing the allure of her freshly fucked body. When she did move, she did so slowly, pulling herself up onto her hands, and sliding her legs around to turn on the bed, facing the Emperor on her knees. She sat back, resting on her heels, hands on her thighs, the rapid breathing still shaking her causing her breasts to lightly jostle, jewellery swaying, gown bunched around her waist, her eyes watching him with an adoring smile curling her pouty lips. Then she reached out a hand to his wrist, gently prising his hand from his shaft, and lowered herself. Seventeen million viewers who thought they couldn't possibly be more shocked were now treated to the new revelation of the twentysomething starlet sliding her lips onto the tip of the hard cock that had just barely slid out of her supple ass, her eyes never breaking contact with the Emperor's stern visage. Her hand rested on his hip as her mouth slowly rocked back and forth, sliding midway down him, pausing with a slight puckering of her lips married to a flicker of her eyes, then sliding up so slowly that the viewers could practically hear the wet rasp of her tongue. Her breasts swayed steadily beneath her, her hips waving slowly back and forth, as she used her mouth to bring Caelius Marcellus the very most pleasure she had within her to offer.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

There was no shyness in Rome. This was the first period of many that would punctuate the end of that sentence. The gaze she paid him as she bobbed her lips halfway over the velvety length of his manhood was returned in kind, Emperor Caelius Marcellus looking down to her with a lazy, languid expression and a sly grin on one side, still wearing naught but the sacred crown on his head. His far hand cupped her cheek, caressed it with his thumb, mindful to use the one that wouldn't block her face from the camera. He made no motion other than that, letting the beautiful blonde Princess work her soft mouth forward and back at her own pace, tasting herself every inch of the way. Ugh...nnh...hhn... The only sound that filled the scene, that and the gentle smack of her sucking. His body was taut, flexed, all he could do at the moment while allowing Juliana reign. His chest, shoulders and upper arms still showed a degree of definition despite his age, as did his thighs, flexing and releasing seemingly without thought as she worked him gingerly with lips, cheeks and tongue. The Emperor's brown eyes wavered a bit, parted mouth quivering, head occasionally lilting, eyelids occasionally showing slight flutter. Heavy, occasional gasps sounded from his lips and when the camera view decided to switch, that it had had enough of his gaze doing its best to stay with hers, it showed a half-mouthed hardened shaft that visibly pulsed beneath her touch, dark curls closely cropped, and a leathery ballsac that clearly twitched, tightening in response to her ministrations. All without words he kept his far hand, his left, holding the right side of her cheek, while his right came between her and the camera temporarily, holding the side of Juliana's forehead to guide her off. A slippery, audible smack came, followed by her face being re-revealed, that hand curving two fingers along the underside of her jaw, from her ear to her chin, then moving to grip the now saliva-slicked shaft in his hand. With heavy, labored grunts he pumped himself in a strongly flexed grip, knees at very mild bend, pumping the shiny, slick velvet for several lewd seconds until that eventuality came - the one viewers at home likely did not think to anticipate, and now that it was here, were surely left in shock and awe at the visceral sight of. Jets of pearly white semen shot forth straight out of his rigid cock, crashing like hot waves upon Princess Juliana's beautiful, beaming face.
Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

The shot switched to Cassia was there a flicker in her defiant visage as the shadows of the flames licked over her exquisitely shaped cheekbones? Or was it merely the reflection of the flames in her dark eyes? The camera lingered, as if in question, then began to draw back slowly as she raised her arms to her hair and pulled out the clasp keeping her braid in place. She tossed it with a dismissive flick of her wrist into the brazier's mouth. I pledge myself to serve the Empire, she said with more dignity and gravity to her voice than any of the bloviating Senators had managed. Next came her sandals, stepping out of each one in turn and giving them to the brazier, which belched a flurry of sparks as its orange tongues coiled around the leather, quickly blackening in the immense heat. Shadows were playing along the walls of the high room as though the whole palace was ablaze, and a sizzling crackle spat out a disharmonious song. I pledge myself to serve Rome. Next came the ring from her finger and the rope belt about her waist. That left only her hands to raise to the back of her neck and untie the clasp of her gown. To draw out the suspense of the shot, the camera rolled right round to her back, framing her figure against the yellow-orange blaze, the light bringing motes of gold and copper into her dark hair. The gown rippled away down her back, baring shoulderblades, the curve of her back, the swell of her hips, bare buttocks proud and firm, shapely legs, until it was pooled around her ankles. She bent to pick it up as the camera returned she truly was bare, head to toe, and there was no sign of the convenient tools of screencraft that normally softened such full-frontal nudity. From her nipples, faintly upturned, down to the small, thick, impossibly dark patch of bush between her thighs, everything was on display for the audience both audiences. I pledge myself to serve the Emperor. With those words, she dropped the gown into the brazier, the fabric immediately caught by the flames' voracious hold, and stepped towards him. The camera drank in her approach, the supple sway of her hips as she walked, the proud jut of her shapely chin, the astonishing arrogance for one who was about to enslave herself in those dark, fire-lit eyes. And where any other show might have concentrated on a close shot of her bending to kiss his foot as she stooped to her knees, this one instead pulled back for a wider shot her splayed cheeks, the hint of her hair between, her breasts dipping almost to scrape the floor, her entire body supplicating himself to him. This was not a place for the stylised artiness of Game of Thrones this was real, unabashed, and so compelling that her former role would be practically forgotten already. Jennette for her part could only watch with a hint of jealousy. Emilia was such a fantastic actress, and she had blown this scene out of the water. It made her conscious of her own performance she hadn't even had any lines yet.