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Thread: Looking Through Your Window

Mike felt a painful pressure building in his cock, his cock hard as a rock as he rocked his hand back and forth around it, breathing heavily as he watched on as she grabbed the dildo and fucked herself with it.Just by watching the movements of her body, the expressions on her face, he knew she was getting close, himself not too far off either. With shaky, tensed up legs, his hand was rubbing harder and faster, trying to hurry and get himself off before he was spotted by anyone or worse, her.
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

Her toes curled as she slammed the toy hard into her then up. Her body trembled as she cried out with her rolling the toy around. Panting softly as her thighs had clamped down around her hand with her hips rocking at first. Her pussy glistened from her cum as soon she pulled the soaked toy from her aching pussy. Worn out as she fell on her side turning the toy off. God, I need a man. she said as she rolled onto her back as her inner thighs were trembling. Slowly she sat up and soon cleaned ehr toy off and walked off out of sight with her hips swaying side to side. Lily got herself cleaned up and walked back into his view. There she grabbed her sports bra and panties and got dressed. Though she pulled her sneakers and running clothes out suggesting what she will be up to in the morning.
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

When she was thrown into an orgasm, Mike followed suit as he came, groaning hard while slamming up into his hand, his semen spurting out onto the lower part of the window, dribbling down it as he moved and fell onto the couch, his cock falling limp.Man..i need to meet this woman..he mumbled, catching glimpse of her gear before he had fallen over. For a while he laid there, staring at the ceiling in amazement. Exhausted and tired, Mike dressed in his boxers and dragged himself tobed, hoping to wake up and find out where she was headed off to for tomorrow. He ad to talk to her, he wanted her in his life, that curvy, gorgeous woman
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Exhausted she moved locking her door and shuts off the lights in her apartment. Before she came home she ate on the walk. So she moved to her bed where she fell on it not knowing there was a rather cute man looking at her while she was pleasuring her lustful form. But in no time she was asleep on top of her blankets but in the middle of the night she'd reach over set her alarm for early. Though when morning hit she was up and dressed in her running outfit. Sighing as she felt refreshed as she walked down to the empty streets of the city. Atleast it won't be raining today.... She said as she looked up and sighed. I hope it'll hold off until I get home..
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

By Morning, Mike was already dressed and outside, walking down the street, waiting to see her run past, smiling a bit while he recalled the show he had looked in on last night, doing his best to keep calm. Mike looked up at the sky as wel, unaware of the woman approaching up from behind him, Mike to busy daydreaming to even hear her talking.where could she have gone to so fast?he asked himself wuietly.She couldn't have gone too far..
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Not realizing Mike was there she ran by him as her shoulder slammed into his arm. Oh! Sorry! She said as she turned to face him as her hair was tied back from her face. Smiling to him as she moved standing in front of him waiting for him to say something for her running into him.
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

He nearly fell over with a soft gasp as she bumped into him, balncing himself out a bit as he smiled some and looked up at her, smiling a bit more when he noticed who it was.It's fine..he told he, waving slightly to assure her it wasn't a problem at all. But he couldn't let her walk off now, he wanted to try and talk to her.i should've been paying attention around me.
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

Its my fault...I was looking to the clouds hoping it wouldn't rain until I got back home. She said with a smile but looked him up and down. He was cute but kinda lean either way she smiled at him. Want to go for a run with me? My running partner is sick today.
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

He smiled a bit, looking up at the sky as well.Yeah, haven't actually had a nice day in a while, so hopefully it stays like this.Mike turned back to her when asked if he could join her, nodding softly with a smile.Sure, i don't see why not..With that, he moved to her side and waited for her to start jogging again.
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With him moving to her side she took off at a jog as her hips swayed side to side. Her breasts wee bound to her chest so they weren't bouncing. Though some of the other joggers did stop or slowed down to look at her closely as if they reminded her of someone. Oh! By the way I'm Lily or Lillian! she called out to him thinking she left him behind.
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

Mike smiled a bit, jogging beside with a calm breath, looking ahead of him now, keeping his eyes off her for a while, figuring he saw plenty last night.That's a nice name!he replied, moving out of the way of a few people who moved into his way. As he looked over to get a good view of her and her body, he had the feeling much like everyone else that he had seen her somewhere before, outside of the apartments. Though he couldn't quite picture out where.
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She didn't look at him as she jogged along but when he didn't return his name she swatted his stomach in a playful manner. Hey, don't keep your name secret from me. she said with a smile to him. Though the stares they were getting or more like she was getting felt odd. Though soon she heard someone shouting her model name. Hey! Its Vixxie!! Their voice rang out as people were grabbing their cameras out. Oh shit... Lily said with her trying to hide her face but soon they were taking pictures of her and Mike.
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Mike moved his head down a bit, realizing just now that he didn't tell her his name yet, feeling rather stupid about it all, chuckling softly with how she treated it. And just as he was about to tell her, people were callliung her name and taking pictures, only for him to really notice that she was actually the supermodel they were yelling at.Despite his own excitement, Mike kept himself calm and cut down into an alleyway covering her by jogging behind her and keeping herself blocked from the cameras.Know anyplace we can go to hide from them..?he asked with a soft smile. Mike was never really one to get over excited about seeing models or celebrities, they were people just like the rest of us who just wanted time to themselves.
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Lily moved to his right side as she went down an alley way when she felt him nudging. There she went down the alley way as other side was closed off. Cursing as she grabbed his wrist and moved kicking a door in then slipping inside. There she shut the door and pointed to the heavy crate. Help me push that over here if you don't mind... she said as she moved to push the crate as it barely moved. She even shocked herself on kicking the door in but now she was paying for it as her right leg was throbbing in pain.
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When he was pulled through the door after she kicked it in, he stood there for a few seconds with a bit of shock, unsure at what she just did. Though when she spoke to him Mike nodded and helped her move the crate in front of the door, blocking it shut so no one could barge in for pictures.So..you're Vixxie huh?he asked with a smile, sitting on a nearby crate.My name's Mike..
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When that crate was placed in front of the door when it was done she jumped up onto the crate as he got up on the other one. Listening to him tell her his name then comment she was Vixxie. Yup, I'm the new model.... She said as she looked down nto sure what to say about it. Nice to meet you, Mike.. She said to him with a soft smile but she moved her hands down to rub her throbbing leg. I am guessing you want to take off since someone realized who I was...huh?
Thread: Looking Through Your Window

Mike watched her rub her leg, looking to the side a moment to avoid looking at more of her, trying his best to be respectful of her, after all, she knew nothing of what he saw last night.Actually I don't mind who you are exactly, I find it kind of cool that you're a model. But unlike everyone else, I don't really freak out and chase them down when i see them, everyone needs their own space.Mike eventually turned to her with a smile, looking back to her leg with a sigh.Is your leg ok?He asked
Thread: Dead Island (me and bloodlust)

John woke up from his nightmare induced sleep clutching his lamp that he used to bash the dealers head in. he sighed as he stood and grab his ppk and wiped the blood from his face. he then noticed is was deathly quit like in his nightmares except this time he knew he was awake. he shook his head he loaded the weapons on to his truck noticing he wasn't seeing anyone. he grabbed the last case as well as the lamp and was about to leave the room. he then hear screams and saw someone run past him as he opened the door being chased by blood cover people. john quickly fallowed, he threw the case knocking the people down and it was then that john saw that his nightmare had come to life. the first zombie fell with one blow to the head as john took out the others with his PPK but he saw one bell boy was still chasing whoever it was and john ran and threw the lamb knocking the bell boy in the head and into the wall a sickening crack could be heard as it fell and became still. jack picked up his case and and hid his gun as he picked up the lamp. he sighed as he looked for whoever they where chasing, his dark blue eyes looking up and down the hallway. his black suite slightly wrinkled and and covered in blood. what the hell is going on here? he muttered as he ran a hand threw his black hair.
Thread: Dead Island (me and bloodlust)

Mary sat cowering in a corner tears pouring from her eyes as her whole body began to shake. They are everywhere...its so horrib..ble. She stutters her eyes wide.
Thread: Dead Island (me and bloodlust)

BloodlustBeauty said Mary sat cowering in a corner tears pouring from her eyes as her whole body began to shake. They are everywhere...its so horrib..ble. She stutters her eyes wide. Click to expand... john heard a voice and and said its ok, it is safe to come out now he siad as he looked at the bodies what a start from one nightmare to the next he sighed. john moved towards mary and said i had a feeling this would happen, been having this dream for the past few months. come on I'll protect you. he held out his hand to help her up
Thread: Dead Island (me and bloodlust)

She takes his hand and stands. Her small frame shaking with her terror. She had waist length brown hair braided into pigtails. She clutched a small black back pack as she stood staring at the bodys. nightmares are right. she turned her eerie light purple eyes to his face. thank you sir. She whispers softly.
Thread: Best Friends

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Thud. Crash. Shout. Slam. This was the third night that her parents were fighting. She couldn't wait to graduate. She couldn't wait to get out and leave. Her parents had broken up three times since she had entered high school. They were so wrapped up in themselves that it was like she no longer existed. Alexia hated her parents. They were both selfish. They cheated. They lied. They were made for each other. Her bedroom was suddenly illuminated by head lights as the engine of her fathers truck roared to life. He sped off to whatever mistress he currently had in the moment, leaving her mother once again to her booze. Despite the dysfunction in her family, Alexia was one of the most popular girls in school. Alexia was considered very attractive. She was a petite red head with stunning green eyes. Her bust size was large enough to keep all the boys interest, but that wasn't all. She was smart, nice, funny and stylish. She never let the negativity in her home life ruin what she had going on outside. Even though there were plenty of people who heard about her parents and their problems, they were all impressed with the way she handled it. The respected her for it. No matter how many people liked her and wanted to be her friend, she always knew where her loyalty was. It was with her best friend, who she had know since eighth grade. They had always been together since before she got popular. She even refused to have a steady boyfriend because they would always interfere with her friendship. As long as she remained single, she would too. She wasn't as popular, but that was okay. She reached for her cellphone and dialed her BFFs number. She wanted to sleep over. She couldn't stand another night of this.
Thread: Best Friends

Christina was just getting out of the shower when her phone went off. Wrapping her hair up in a towel, she walked out and picked it up. She lived in her own apartment so she wasnt worried about running into anyone. Shed been emancipated in junior high, but until last year the courts had made her stay with a foster family to ensure her safety. When she saw it was Alexia calling she smiled. Hey, hows it going? The smile wore off quickly once she heard what was happening. She hung her head and sighed. She didnt understand why her friend stayed there. Sure Alexia wasnt getting like she had been, but that didnt make the situation any less abusive. Do you want me to come get you?
Thread: A Hiss of Blackmail.::

Ever since returning back, it hasnt been like the other years. Its been difficult and possibly worse. Everywhere they walked, one had to watch out for their back and where they went because now any teacher could harm them, simply for living. It was such a horrible thing that the Death Eaters had placed themselves into Hogwarts as teachers. It wasnt correctly done and those who were still just professors barely had much authority. How could they when they had Death Eaters waiting eagerly for any excuse to perform the Killing Curse on them? Not even the safest school ever was safe. Still though, it didnt stop those who were of the newly formed Orderformed a couple of years agofor they would meet to find ways to not be subjected to the everyday scrutiny of the new professors. They would meet to make a stand and give confidence into everyone else, including the teachers who were being forced to stay quiet. Stand up and take back what was theirs the right to learn, the right for Muggle-borns and Half-bloods to learn what is their natural magical right. No harm. That day, after meeting in the safe haven of the Room of Requirement, recruiting others and simply staying safely in a place that the Death Eaters wouldnt have an access to, Ginny Weasley sat on a couch, simply chatting with a few of those that had remained. She was talking about Ron, Harry and Hermione, hoping for their well being and hopefully an end to this tyrannous reign of the Darkness. Among her were Neville, Seamus and a few others, simply chatting and also not wanting to leave the Room anytime soon. Still though, the time had come and they all had taken their leave but Ginny remained. The Room was designed in this comfortable lounging kind of part in the corner and then a practice field to practice defense spells against any harming persons. When it would be over, they would sit back and relax, talk, laugh, try and have a good time as well as get work done. It was their salvation of the day, at the end of every class day a place to escape from the dreary and droning dark forces that were determined to break down the walls of the very institution that was once so safe and homey for them. With a small sigh, Ginny turned the page of the new textbook that had replaced the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It was relatively similar but not so much defense. She read it to learn what she may need that could be used as defense though it didnt necessarily mean it was to protect but to inflict harm. Moving a lock of her ginger red hair out of her face, she turned the page again and then looked up from her book, resting her head back against the back of the cushioned chair she was sitting in. Clad in a white buttoned blouse with her tie loosened around her neck and the black pleated skirt, she crossed a leg over the other and just closed her eyes, thinking about the trio, wishing everyday that they would come home. Wishing everyday that all that was happening, would end. She remained strong, even if everything else was crashing down. She had to remain strong. So many had to.
Thread: A Hiss of Blackmail.::

Things were looking up for anyone in the Slytherin house, especially those whose parents had joined the Dark Lord all those years ago and willingly answered his summons more recently. Dominic Rowle happened to fit into that category, a current Sixth year at Hogwarts who knew that this year would provide him with more then any year past had. True things had worked out well for him in the past, he was a Prefect, one of the top students in his year, and also a Chaser for his house Quidditch team, a team that had not won the championship in too long but that hardly mattered, he had a feeling that things would change this year. HE had good looks, charm, talent, and a very wealthy pure blood family that could get him just about whatever he wanted. Of course there was one thing just out of his reach, one thing that he never told anyone else in his house about because of the trouble it would cause him... Ginny Weasly, pure blood and beautiful. True her family didn't have much money but that hardly mattered him Dominic... though her family's betrayal of their pure blood was a troublesome thing. TO him it wasn't something that mattered but he was proud of his pure blood status and he knew that she would reject him should he approach her... and Dominic was not someone who took rejection very well. No when the time came he would have her all to himself, and she wouldn't have a choice in the matter. The new rules in the school hadn't really bothered him all that much, as the child of Death Eaters the new teachers were treating him quite well and he was excelling in the classes while at the same time looking closely at Ginny, waiting for her to make a mistake, waiting for a chance. Finally one had emerged, she had been sneaking off at night as had her friends and he had followed them, seeing them enter the Room of Requirement, something he had discovered his second year. He wasn't an idiot, only one reason these particular students would want to meet in private and with a smile he had taken down the names as they left, a list that would give him a great deal of power over her should he need it, a pity that he didn't carry a camera around at all times like that one kid Colin did. Smile still on his face and list of names tucked into his robes Dominic entered the room. Hello Ginerva. He greeted her, making sure his hand was on his wand incase she got violent. Taking a little bit of time to hold a study group with your friends.... I believe Headmaster Snape would need to approve it first. sorry it took so long
Thread: A Hiss of Blackmail.::

As her eyes remained closed, her mind swarmed with images of the good days. The days when it did not take so much sneaking around just to have some sort of peace and happiness in these dark times. A time when simply walking the halls was safe, chatting with friends wasnt like walking around on eggshells and eating food without having to worry about it being laced with some kind of poison. It was paranoia city up in Hogwarts when it was supposed to be a safe place. Her mind was reeling with good thoughts. Such good thought that felt like it had been forever since she ever thought of them. She was in a state of mind that wouldnt be good to disrupt one she didnt want to be disrupted. It was all good and fine until she heard a voice. A voice that just hearing him say her full and proper first name like that, gave her shivers and not the kind she liked. No one else called her Ginerva except for her own mother and quite possibly Professor McGonagall when she wasnt calling people by their last names. Shutting her book, unafraid as well, Ginny got off of the one seated cushioned chair and she held it in over her stomach, looking over him. She did not like this boy one bit and the fact he was able to get into the Room, well it worried her but she did well not to let it show. Instead, her eyes narrowed and her mouth nearly twisted like it would form to say something nasty but she remained quiet for a moment. Mulling it over, she had to be clever about this. To what are you referring to? Is it such a crime for one to wander into such a useful room and get some studying done? The Library isnt exactly full of quiet and studious capability these days. Perhaps youve noticed, yes? Her tone and attitude and way of approaching on how to talk to him felt confident and like anything he tried to throw in her direction would come across pointless and useless. Nothing would ever make her give up what they were truly doing in the Room. She'd fight for it. Happily die for it because it was right. And what was really happening these days--the mass murder and overbearing authority of the Dark Lord and his puppets --was purely psychotic. Disgusting, really.
Thread: A Hiss of Blackmail.::

Dominic couldn't help but chuckle at the look on her face when she looked at him, was that a bit of anger that he was seeing, was she going to reach for her wand and try to curse him in order to protect her fellow students. That would only lead to trouble later on though, she wasn't likely to be able to kill him and he doubted she had the skill pull a charm or spell that would alter his memory and make him forget. It hardly mattered either way, he was already on guard and ready to defend himself against anything she came up with to strike him. One way or another Dominic was holding all the cards right then and there, the same cards that would get him just what he wanted from her because he doubted Ginny would let her friends get into any real trouble just to avoid him going to those in charge with his recently acquired knowledge. Really, just an innocent study group? He asked, amused at the way she was trying to argue what clearly wasn't true. In a room that is hidden from the vast majority of the school... just a study group that you and Lovegood, and Neville, and Creevy happen to have formed? He was just listing names from memory now, a way to show her what he knew. These students seem to have something in common don't they, a worship of Potter who your family happens to be very close to if I remember correctly. As he spoke he walked toward her with a grace that was reminiscent of a big cat, at that moment he was a predator moving in on what it desired. I wonder what the Carrow's would think about this meeting. He mused as he sat down across from her and kicked his feet up on the table, his wand now out and being rolled around his fingers, not yet pointing it at her but making only the most slightly veiled of threat. I mean they would probably have questions for all of you and I doubt that they are the sort that would ask these questions in a polite manner, likely it would involve some terrible curse being applied to you and those who you associate with, and then probably just a few random students because the Carrows do get bored. He knew just what they would do if they heard about this secret meeting and though he wouldn't want to see Ginny harmed in such a manner he wouldn't put up with her refusal to play nice with him. Now should I go and tell them of these meetings or are you willing to make sure that they don't know about it? He was unable to keep the excitement from his voice as he spoke, now he had her right where he wanted her... no where for her to run, nothing she could do about it.