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Thread: The Hungry Bride (DaddyisHere and Sensualist) - CLOSED

RE The Hungry Bride DaddyisHere and Sensualist Breath catching as Derek's hand clasped her shoulder, Tamara stood stock still as he moved up behind her. Chin still resting on her shoulder, lips slightly parted, she watched him from the corner of her eye. She felt the warm, hard plane of his chest brush her shoulder, and her teeth dug into her lower lip as he slowly... slowly... damnably slowly started to lower the zipper on the back of her white gown. She swore she could hear every single one of the teeth unclasping, one by one. She wasn't sure whether she wanted him to hurry up, or go even slower, make the moment last. Her skin goosebumped as his fingers traced down her spine, until the dress was undone all the way, and she clasped her arm across her stomach to hold it up. Tamara blinked at Derek's words, her heart skipping a beat. What? Did he...? Did she... I... I'll be back, the young bride said hesitantly, and she hurried across the room to the bathroom door. As it swung closed, Derek caught a glimpse of the dress sliding to the floor with a silken whisper. In the bathroom, Tamara grimaced, flushed the mess in the toilet and put the lid down. She turned to face herself in the mirror, splashing water on her face and using the make-up wipes to cleanse. That done, she met her own gaze for several long moments. Well, it was now or never. Did she want to get payback on Brad? Maybe... maybe not. Did she want to lose her virginity tonight? Oh fuck yes. The bathroom door swung open, and Tamara stood framed in it, stripped down to her bridal lingerie, sans make-up but radiating her natural beauty. The sheer white corselet clung tenaciously to her slender, curvaceous figure, a lace bow around her waist and the low-cut panties. Matching silk stockings where held up by attached suspenders, and as Derek had observed the real garter was still wrapped around her toned thigh. She raised one arm, resting it against the doorframe and leaning slightly to the side as she stared at Derek. Is there any champagne left? she asked, her voice slightly husky. Don't think you're going anywhere. If Brad pukes in his sleep and drowns in it, I need someone to tell the police I didn't murder him. Tamara laughed softly, brushing her copper tresses back behind her ear.
Thread: The Hungry Bride (DaddyisHere and Sensualist) - CLOSED

RE The Hungry Bride DaddyisHere and Sensualist Internally, Derek's basic reaction was Holy. Shit. Externally, he did his best to play it cool, following Tamara's lead. No... absolutely, he said, softly. I mean, what kind of best man would I be to abandon you with someone this sick, regardless of the reason. I'm just being a good friend, right? He picked up the champagne bottle and grabbed the two flutes. Yes, we have some more champagne. This one is half full, and we have another one and we've got room service after that... but we'll be careful to pace ourselves, unlike some people. He filled the two flutes and set the bottle down on a table. Handing one flute to Tamara, Derek held up his glass. To... what should we drink to?
Thread: The Hungry Bride (DaddyisHere and Sensualist) - CLOSED

RE The Hungry Bride DaddyisHere and Sensualist Tamara swayed over towards where Derek sat, the sheer white lingerie like a veil of mist over the smooth, glowing-with-youth skin beneath. He wasn't sure whether the roll of her hips, the strut of her legs, the way her breasts bounced firmly in their lace cups was a deliberate attempt at provocation, or just habit from working at a fashion magazine around so many models. She took the flute from his hand, her fingers briefly brushing his and then hopped onto the bed next to him, leaving about a foot of space between them. She leaned back slightly and crossed her legs, the stockings making a silky rasp as they ran over each other. A toast? God, I don't know. To marriage? To love? Tamara gave a bitter little laugh. I know. Here's to sex. She raised her glass and clinked it against his, then took a long, slow sip of the champagne, rolling it around her mouth, letting the bubbles tingle on her tongue and the sweet flavour suffuse her taste buds before swallowing. I'm going to be a virgin on my wedding night. How pathetic is that? I was going to rock his world tonight. I read so many articles on 'how to please your man'... so many videos on how to fuck like a pornstar... so many things I wanted to do to him, him to do to me. I wanted to do everything. Everything . No limits. Tamara looked across at Derek, raising her eyebrows to and repeating herself forcefully to make the point. No. Limits.
Thread: The Hungry Bride (DaddyisHere and Sensualist) - CLOSED

RE The Hungry Bride DaddyisHere and Sensualist Derek took in what she'd said. Her body had sent a lot of 'Yes's', but her words were bordering on 'maybe' to 'no'. Upon seeing her in her lingerie, Derek's resolve about being an honorable man had evaporated. Any misgivings he had were gone... or they were suppressed by his hyper-enflamed libido. He still knew he was walking on very shaky ground here. One wrong word, one wrong move and nothing that he would hope happen would come to pass. Then we have our toast, he said. To no limits. He clinked her glass, took a drink, then moved closer to her on the bed. He leaned over and whispered softly to her, his lips grazing her ear and the side of her cheek as he spoke. You know, Tamara, he said. This world is all about limits. Limits, and boundaries. We have to make decisions about those boundaries and whether we'll step past them or not. For example, you've given yourself a boundary of not losing your virginity until your wedding night. Of course, Brad gave you a commitment of fidelity. I realize that you have to ask yourself something. Will you stay with Brad? Will you have the marriage annulled? He finished his drink and set the glass down on the floor and moved even closer to her. I personally think you should wait for that decision for the morning, he said. For now, you've got tonight. He leaned into her, lifting one hand to let his fingers gently graze the tops of her breasts. You need to decide which 'limits' you want to obey and which ones you want to break. Feeling even more bold because she hadn't pushed his hand away, he lowered his lips to her cleavage and kissed the top of each breast. But think about this, Tamara, you promised yourself you would wait until your wedding night. All of that fucking like a porn star, things you want to do. If you do call it off with Brad tomorrow, can you wait the year...kiss two years kiss, three years it will take to find someone else? Can you live within those limits? He had kissed one breast each time, and then her neck.
Thread: The Hungry Bride (DaddyisHere and Sensualist) - CLOSED

RE The Hungry Bride DaddyisHere and Sensualist Tamara's cheeks coloured with a faint pink blush as she realised what she'd said, and when Derek offered a slightly less scandalous toast. To no limits, she agreed. Although as she sipped her champagne, in retrospect it wasn't that much less scandalous... Her eyes widened and breath caught as Derek leaned towards her, the warmth of his breath, radiating from his body suddenly very noticeable against her mostly-base skin. Yes, boundaries are important, she said, not realising what she was saying, just making sounds to fill the gaps in the conversation as her hormones simmered in her veins, as her blood rushed in her core. Very import... oh... she squeaked as his fingers brushed over her dcolletage, and her chest seemed to swell against her corselet as she took a deep sharp breath, her nipples pebbling visibly through the white lace. She wanted to speak, to move, but all she could do was shiver as his mouth pressed to her flesh, so hot, so knowing... to stare at his broad shoulders and tapered body in his tuxedo... to melt inside as his mouth brushed her throat, which turned out to be one of her weak spots. Tamara reached up and grasped Derek's shoulder, and it seemed as if she was stopping him from moving closer or readying herself to push him back. Her eyes slid away form him to the tangled mass of her husband on the couch, tied in a boozy knot of limbs, and suddenly her breath burst through her lips in a single determined puff. With a display of sensual flexibility, Tamara threw one of her long, slim, stockinged legs over Derek's, and used her hand on his shoulder to lift herself up and on to his lap. She straddled him, her panty-class ass light on his thighs and hair falling around her face in wild red strands. No limits, she repeated huskily, bringing her champagne flute up and pressing it to Derek's lips, tipping half of what remained into his mouth before finishing the rest, throwing her head back to swallow it quickly. I want you to have everything I was going to give to Brad, Derek. I want you show me what I was missing. I... want you... to fuck me.
Thread: The Hungry Bride (DaddyisHere and Sensualist) - CLOSED

RE The Hungry Bride DaddyisHere and Sensualist Oh, Tamara, he said. I will absolutely be fucking you. But in due time. We need to keep in mind that you've hardly done anything so far, so how about we work our way up to fucking, okay? His hands were caressing her back both through the fabric of her lingerie and above, spinning gentle circles on her shoulders. His cock was straining inside of his dress trousers, but the heat of her sex against him was a nice sensation to appease his need as he outlined his plan. For example, he said, his lips returning to the tops of her breasts. Have you ever had a man kiss your breasts? All of your breasts? Sucked your nipples? Taken as much of them into his mouth as he could? Do you want me to call them breasts, or would you rather I say 'tits'?
Thread: The Hungry Bride (DaddyisHere and Sensualist) - CLOSED

RE The Hungry Bride DaddyisHere and Sensualist ABANDONED DUE TO LACK OF INTEREST
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Thread: When The Sun Goes Down (Nadie x Translucentfeathers)

The sun dips below the horizon, signaling the end to another day. Shops closed, bars open, and people head home after a long day or headed out to begin a long night of fun. While people head to their destinations one woman walked among then. The tall redhead seemed like just another city dweller either heading home or to a bar for a stiff drink. But no, her day was just beginning. Miranda was headed to an interview for a place to live and she was glad her potential roommate didn't seem to mind having her stop by at such odd hours. It was simple to convince her however. She just said she works at night, which was not too far from the truth. So that's what she tells people and they leave it at that. Miranda looked at the paper with the address she wrote. Checking the building number just to be sure she had the right one then headed inside and knocked on the apartment number she was given.
Thread: When The Sun Goes Down (Nadie x Translucentfeathers)

It was a damn shame, thought Tamera, that she was needing to search for a new roommate again. A lithe, slender hand swept through her hair, fingers combing through the thick black waves of hair that framed her face and fell in a chaotic mess down her shoulders and back. Her last roommate, Chris, had been a member of a familiar pack from home that her family had befriended generations ago. It sucked she was losing him as daily company, but the man had fallen in love, and she would never stand between someone and their mate. It did mean she needed to find a new roommate though, as loathe as she was to begin the process of trying to mesh her life together with another person, she had little choice due to the rise in rent. Tamera leaned back on the plush leather couch, eyes flitting over the paperwork of the roommate agreement, feeling herself frown as she wondered if this latest inquiring potential would be worth her time or not. The woman had answered her ad but had requested a later meeting at night stating she tended to work evenings. Tamera wasn't bothered by this, herself being a bit of a night owl due to her....well, habits and abilities. The space she lived in was a large spacious, two bedroom apartment that would hopefully give her and her new roommate both some space if they needed it, which Tamera already knew she would whenever the full moon came out to play. Right on time her sensitive ears picked up the sound of someone outside her front door, and she glanced up with sharp eyes. Her new potential roommate it seems was here. She heard the knock but didn't rise to get the door, instead simply calling out Come on in, it isn't locked! Before returning to the paperwork in her lap.
Thread: When The Sun Goes Down (Nadie x Translucentfeathers)

Miranda heard the invite to enter so she opened the door and strode inside. She took in the spacious apartment and nodded to herself. She could make this work. Stepping further into the apaelrtment she fixed her gaze on the raven hair woman in the couch. Then stopped in her tracks when she smelled it. The musky, feral scent of were. Vampires, like most creatures of the fea, had a strong scense of smell. She could pick up the scent all over. She sensed both male and female were. Meaning either the woman had a mate, or her former roommate was male. She also knew that this woman would pick up on her scent. The strong scebt of blood and graveyard dirt that all vampires carry. Miranda shook her head and cleared her throat. Yes...I'm the one who called about the room for rent. She said, hoping this wasn't a waste of time.
Thread: Cheeky Little Brother (Me & MysteriousD) 18+

It was Lucy's 18th birthday and she was home alone with her little brother. She was still awaiting her gift from him but he said he would have to give it to her in private. Lately she had been feeling insecure about her body and didn't feel confident about it at all. She felt she was fat because over the last months she had gone up dress sizes. Who would have thought her little brothers gift to her would change all that? That after one night she would all of a sudden feel secure about her body again.