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Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

He confirmed it. Yeah, it's weird... I thought it was going to play some hypnosis mp3s or something.. I don't actually hear anything at all. i giggle as I reach into his pants, I feel really horny. And, I don't know how else to describe it, but my pussy feels odd.. More than most, maybe 'empty' and i find its really important to fill it.. Feel it... i kneel down to pull his pants down, and your cock looks so incredibly alluring. Like it's the sexiest part if you... I don't think i need to say anymore, he knows i love him, and i like his cock, but I've told him so many times that his face is his sexiest feature to me... And right now it's not the truth... edit a ton of spelling mistakes, teach me to respond from my cell without reading my post, lol
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I smile as he doesn't try to fight my advances. I really need some cock in me, like right now. I'm aware he never told me what setting he put it on, I wonder if its 'slut' becasue I know I don't like sluts, but i right now, I really don't min the title. from my knees I use my hand and my tongue to get try and get his cock u and nice and hard while my other hand clearly reaches into my pants and panties to start masturbating. I don't think I've ever touched myself while pleasuring him before. I look up to him with desire ever so often, but I can't seem to do so for long, becasue I love looking at his cock. I start taking it fully into my mouth and my head starts to move back and forth.
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I felt his cock get tight and start to tense up and release repeatedly until that first spurt into my mouth... mmmm. I said with a happy face even with my mouth wrapped tightly around his cock. I sucked and continued to suck his cock, and bob my head to milk every last drop... until he was done. That was.. wonderful... I slowly got up and walked to the bedroom. it was a shame he was done so soon. But the night is still young, I can always go out and get some more... I take off my clothes and start going though some dresses in the closet. I find a cute little red dress, emphasis on 'little' nice open back, barely covers my ass, and a nice v-neck to show off my tits, not that they are that much, but they are cute and perky. No panties, I might want some easy access if I can find a guy who is interested... A pair of high heels to match them... I walk int the bathroom, and pick some eye shadow for that hot 'smoky' look, and a red lipstick that that not only matches my dress, but practically screams, 'I want to suck your cock.' I grab a purse, my license, some make up, and a few condoms from the nightstand near the bed. Walking into the living room I see Simon. Hey hun, I'm gonna go out for a couple hours... love you. I bend over to give him a kiss...
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

As I lean over to kiss him, thinking of all the cocks i could fuck tonight he reaches behind me... He says that's enough of that. Alright! I smile with a happy voice. I'll start in if that makes you happy. I eagerly walk around to the other side of him and sit down snuggled up to him.
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

Just sitting here with him just feels so good. I can't help but smile. Its odd, I don't remember ever feeling so happy just doing nothing before. He asks me if I'm ready for bed. 'Finally? I giggle, I'm ready for anything you want, whenever you want it... I squeeze him a little tighter. I sit up a little, Give me a few minutes and I can get ready for bed... I look down and realize how slutty my outfit is, Unless you want me to go to bed like this. Don't think I've slept under the covers with heels on... and Usually I don't like sleeping with makeup on.. but if it makes him happy, I'll be happy to rewash all the laundry tomorrow to get the makeup out, and spend a few extra minutes in the bathroom taking off the old makeup. I sit there waiting to see what he wants.
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I hear him tell me what to do next, Okay, I can do that! I say with an upbeat voice and smile as he kisses me on the forehead, I'm about to return it, but he's walking to the bedroom to quickly. I know I should probably pout, but I don't want to be a downer... I walk into the bathroom and start taking off the clothes until i am naked. I grab some makeup remover and a few cotton pad and in a few minutes I am makeup free, the helmet is on... I look at it for a moment, and I am curious about what setting I'm on... but I can't see it well. I grab a mirror and look 'Happy and agreeable.' Well it sounds about accurate. I giggle a bit as I put the mirror down and walk to the bedroom. Better? i say with a giggle as I walk over to him.
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I smile widely when he gives me approval and as I step to him he reaches behind me and... It is by far the weirdest sensation. My thoughts feel like syrup. Just so hard to think.. I should bey, just wait to be told what to do.. its just so hard to thi... I stand there just breathing for who knows how long, a couple seconds maybe an hour? I'm not sure until I hear him say to sit right there. I sit repeating his command, Sit right here. An then my thinking shuts off again waiting to be told my next instruction...
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I sense him watching me, inspecting me. He asks me to hold still a bit longer. I will remain still. I echo. I stare straight ahead, not moving, I feel him playing with my tits, I know it s a vibrator. I feel my nipple rise, I feel a gush of wetness flowing between my legs, but I remain still. Partly due to his instruction to remain still, and partly becasue he hasn't told me how i should react to that.
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I feel him use the bibrator on me, but again, i don't really respond on anything more than a physiological way... I stare expressionlessly across the room, feelin hi move it further down and then into my vagina, but then something clicks. My legs tighten a bit around the vibrator. I giggle a bit, and put my hand on his to encourage him... Ohh that feels good. I wanted to say something sexy, but thoughts are hard to put together.. like if thinking was water, my mind was syrup, but it was okay becasue he seemed to be enjoying me... and oh I can't say how horny I am...
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I feel him start to press it inside me, and I involuntarily twitch... oooh! followed by a bit of a giggle. That felt better than I thought it would... I can't help but have this dumb grin on my face. Then he finds just the right spot, and I close my eyes, mmmmm... I hear his whsper... all my attention on him, almost like the vibrator in my pussy had been all but forgotten. Sorry. but yeah... giggle. So hard to focus, hard to think... ndd you are so good, it makes it even harder to think... I'm trying, but it hurts my head a little, and.. I giggle, I'll do better. I put one arm around him and squeeze my breasts with one hand, mmm.. baby... you know how to turn a girl on... I reach my head up and kiss him. You make me so wet and hot...
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

He kisses me on the lips and smiles at me, I smile back at him. He asks me what's going on inside my head, I shrug my shoulder and giggle, Not much, just happy. an I meant it. Who needs to think when you can just smile at him and be near him and do what I'm told... He does something with the button behind my head, I giggle, Some of my thoughts went away... I giggle. Your cute... i giggle again..
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I keep looking up at him its soo hard to think. He increases he speed of the vibraor, though tha doesn't seem to have as much of an effect at is would on my clit.. but I feel close to cumming... Oh that feels good.. Giggles.. then unexpected moan as i feel everything building up, I feel my face and chest start to burn, I'm sure they are turning red. I'm cumming... And I start makin a mess...
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

I was tense, and the orgasm was a bit violent, I'm not sure if i ever came like that before... but its soo hard to think. I feel him taking it out, I hate this part... and I feel a bit empty for a moment... I lookup and see him bringing it too my mouth.. I purse my lips shut and shake my head. I don't want that in my mouth, I'm not lesbian or bi.. I don't want girl juices, even my own... ooc don't worry I don't mind my character doing it, but just because she's currently dumb doesn't make her lesbi slutty or sub lol
Thread: What simon says...  (Trevino & delilah)

Holding my 'ewww' face while the vibrator is so close to my face, I feel a shift... my intelligence seems t flow back into me, my thoughts speeding up, flowing so easily... But a moistness coming over both my pussy and more figuratively, my brain. I look at the vibrator and then him, and smile, You know I don't like to do this... Of course he knows or will know i mean when I'm not under the effects of the helmet, but dam.. itss oo hot right now. With a bit of a laugh I start licking at it, almost weird licking at i while its vibrating.. an then start wrapping my lips around it...
Thread: Futa seeking hot fun (Futa x F)

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Thread: Looking for my Princess (FutaXF, FxF, FutaXM)

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Thread: Looking for my Princess (FutaXF, FxF, FutaXM)

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Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Ben gave a groan as he felt his back starting to protest falling from the street level to the floor. Not a pleasant way to finish a movement. He looked back at the hole in the wall. Cheap fucking construction to be sure. But then that might have more to do with the crater not far from the building. Explosions tended to weaken walls. Maybe he was being too hard on the place. He realized that he was running his thoughts in random circles. He rubbed the back of his head, finding it a bit tender. Not a bad hit, but it seemed to have rung his bell a touch. He rolled his shoulders, finding them a little wrose for wear as well. With a sigh, he realized that he was going to have to take a bit of a rest to recover his strength and try to ease the aches he'd just acquired. On his feet, he looked arounud the place he was in. A cellar to be sure, the kind found under a lot of places in this area of town. Usually a janitors place, also where teh heating was. Granted heating wasn't worth a damn anymore, not with the power grid closed off. There were a few functioning power stations in the city itself, though Gods only knew how long that was going to last. Between the Russians throwing bombardments into the city at random, and the fact that no one was really in a position to maintain the stations, it was only a matter of time before they stopped. He heard a faint clatter in the cellar, and jerked his head towards the sound. Could just be rats, or some other kind of animal, but then again he might have landed himself in more trouble. His aches forgotten, adrenaline making it's way back into his mind. He took a few steps forward before catching sight of the source of the sound. Baseball bat. Woman. Someone else in the place. Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa! He called, backing away from her, hands out in front of him, trying to not look threatening. He didn't want this to escalate any farther, he wasn't looking for trouble. Certainly didn't want to hurt someone that was just trying ot keep themselves safe. Easy! Easy there! Not looking to start anything here!
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Not dead. Dammit ! April shifted her grip on the bat as she watched his chest rise and fall, jumping a little when he reached for the back of his head. If she was lucky, he was disoriented. He wouldnt be able to fight back. It was likely that she would be able to convince his dizzy, likely concussed ass right out of her cellar. It would give her enough time to grab the things she needed to survive. Now that he knew the cellar was compromised, she didnt doubt hed be back for whatever she left behind once he came to his senses. She pressed herself flat to the drywall, but her sneakers scraped along the dislodged rubble underfoot, drawing his attention. April was small, certainly small enough not to be intimidating to the likes of him, but she did her best to seem like a threat, rearing the bat at her shoulder. She could hit pretty hard if she had to shed grown up with three brothers hitting boys where it really hurt was practically second nature to her at this point in her life. Not looking to start anything? April said, doing her best to keep the tremble out of her voice. You came crashing through my wall, mate. She paused as gun-fire clattered outside, echoing off the buildings that remained on the block. She was silent as she waited for it to cease. What did you what are you how did you get through the wall?!
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Talking. Talking was a good sign, it meant that he might actually be all right. He kept his hands up, backed away, putting distance between them, making sure he didn't make any move towards a weapon. Um...well, your wall...well, your wall sucked, okay? Rocket weakened it. I wasn't planning on...dropping in like this, I just wanted some cover for the moment. I know being out in the day is really stupid, what with the whole sniper thing and all, but I hadn't eaten in a long time, and...well, I knew where I could get something to eat. They just weren't eager to share, so I insisted, adn they chased me off. So...look, I don't want to impose on you. Just...maybe let me be for a few hours? nough for hte snipers to lose interest, adn I'll be on my way! I can even make it worth your while, okay? He reached back to the side pouch on his pack, adn pulled out a can of food. Here. It's yours. He tossed it onto the floor near her foot. It was a tin of corned beef. And what was more, it had an expiration date that was still a ways off, and a key to open it was still attached. Canned food was a precious thign these days, doubly so if it was actually still good enough for human consumption, and ones that could be opened without other tools...well, Ben could vouch that he'd seen terrible things happen to people over a can like that, and here he was, willing to trade it for a few hours of rest out of sight. Not a good bargain on his part, but he was tired of running, fo fighting right now. He just wanted it to be done for the moment, wanted to sit down. All he could hope was that he'd found someone that was willing to be reasonable.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

So youre a comedian, then? April said, twisting her fingers anxiously around the bat. A comedian and a looter? She resisted the urge to nervously glance at the locker behind him. Once a janitors supply closet, now it held all of the food shed figured shed need in order to wait out the storm. Americans prided themselves on being world liberators. Surely theyd be able to work it out quickly enough on home soil. A can of food hobbled across the debris on the floor, nudging the toe of her sneaker. April glanced down and pursed her lips. Shed feel guilty taking that, even from a looter and an idiota desperate idiot, but an idiot nonetheless. She allowed her grip to slack a little, moving out of a striking stance. The barrel smacked the ground without much fanfare as she leaned to collect the can and inspect it. Corned beef. She sighed, turning the can in her hand before tossing it back to him. I dont want your food. You almost died to get it. I understand that. She could handle feeding herself. You wont make it worth my while with corned beef anyways. Not only did she hate corned beef, but one can wasnt worth it when she had a gaping hole in the side of the one place in the city shed felt safe in. April was torn. Either they stayed here and risked someone nosy peeking into the hole, or she left and risked him taking her food. She wasnt about to blatantly open the locker and dangle temptation in his face. He was obviously starving if he was running around in broad daylight and she didnt want to leave him an opening to jack her suppliesor worse. She didnt want to invite him up, but her conscience wouldnt allow her to leave him to the wolves, either. Until nightfall. They tend to go quiet around nine, then they start back up when the moon is high. I dont think they have any of that She waved her hand around, searching for the word. Night-vision stuff.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

The accusation of being looter bothered him. He knew it wasn't entirely inaccurate at this point, but he still had to make things clear. Look, I'm not a looter normally! But I gotta eat, and those guys aren't exactly saints. I don't know if you'd seen, them, but we used to have a little group of Red Cross people coming around to hand out meals and blankets and stuff. These guys are the reason we don't have them anymore, since they shot them and took all their supplies. They also leave their back door unlocked. He shook his head. Not how he'd figured his day would be going. He couldn't believe when she tossed the can back. It was all but a fortune in the current state of things. But he wasn't going to refuse taking it back if she didn't want it. Might think she was nuts, but that was okay. He sighed when she gave him a stay until nightfall. Nightfall is fine. More than I'd hoped for, so...thanks. I won't make any trouble for you. He stepped away from her, and then slowly shucked his pack onto the floor. He replaced the corned beef, and opened up the main pouch, rummaging through it for a moment. My parents raised me right, I don't want to take something for nothing. I've got some other choices here if you don't want the beef. He pulled out a few of what was likely the real prizes from the stash he'd hit. MREs, in near every colour of the rainbow. He fanned out a trio of them. We got chicken and rice, beef stew, and...pasta with garden veggies. They're self cooking even. Seriously, take one, you're being more than fair to me. Let me eat something myself, and I'll try adn do something about your wall while I wait for nightfall.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Am I wrong to be concerned about random strangers falling through the wall being looters? April tilted her head, ponytail swaying between her shoulder blades. You live here too. You obviously know what people are likewhat people have become. It wasnt hard to understand their motivations, but understanding their desperation didnt exactly excuse it. People were behaving like monsters, abandoning their humanity in favor of what? A can of SPAM? She pitied them. She pitied their souls. Surely if they werent already there, they were headed straight to hell. The walls done for. April sighed. Forget about it. If all it took was your weight, I cant imagine the rest of its going to hold for much longer. That worried her what did that say about the integrity of the building? Perhaps his falling through was a blessing in disguise. Better him than the entirety of the complex crushing her in her sleep. Then again maybe not. There were less dignified ways to die these days. But She eyed his pack. Ill take that chicken and rice once we get upstairs. The blonde stooped to pick up her backpack, shouldering it as she adjusted her grip on the bat. She wasnt planning on leaving it behind. He could claim to be honest all he wanted. She would trust him about as far as she could throw him for the moment. Come on. Ill walk you up.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Ben had to grit his teeth, a kind of reluctant smile that showed that he knew his line of logic was not a strong one. She had a point. Well, when you put it that way...you're not wrong I suppose. He admit. It wasn't a great revelation as far as he was concerned. While her dismissal of his attempts to work on the wall stung a moment, like a doubt of his abilities, he had to admit there were good odds that without some tools and supplies that he probably wouldn't find here that anything he managed to do tot he wall could be undone pretty quickly. He was too used to his own building, the place he'd called home, with enough suppliues to rebuild the place if he had to. Of course that hadn't been helpful in the end. Ben pushed the thought aside, it wasn't helpful, and collapsing into a grumpy brood was not exactly going to be conducive to building a good relationship with his host, brief as his stay might be. In times like this, something his father had told him when he was younger kept coming to mind. Be polite to people Ben. It costs you nothing and can buy you nothing less than your life. She was apparently taking him upstairs. That was somewhat unexpected, but it made a certain amount of sense. No sense hanging around in a place that had a gaping hole in the wall. Going elsewhere might at least give them a bit more of a sense of security. Polite . He stuffed the passed over meals into his pack, leaving hte one she wanted out, making sure it was still properly sealed and the heating unit was still in place. No sense giving her a defective unit. Thank you. For giving me the time, and...letting me out of your basement. He said honestly. It wasn't a lot of words, but he meant them, and it was all he could do at this point as he followed her.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Times all Ive got to give these days, it seems. If she had been in better spirits, she might have even smiled over her shoulder at him as she climbed the stairs. Instead, her taunt fell flat and her footsteps heavy. She dragged the door across the concrete floor, shoving it against the wall so that it would stay put. Shed likely come back for her food once the stranger was goneif it was even still there by nightfall. She dug around in her pocket as they climbed the stairs in silence, searching for the keys to her former flat. It had been well over a month since shed gone up. She wasnt certain shed had the heart to since her cat had run off. Now that necessity begged it, she could swallow the bile that collected at the bottom of her throat. One more flight. She promised, ponytail bouncing in time to her steps. I liveuh, lived on the eighth floor. The correction was a little more heart wrenching than shed expected. The doors to many of the apartments were open. Shed heard looters upstairs not but a week ago, and good fortune had had it that they seemed to be too drunk to care to pry downstairsor to make it too far upstairs. She took care to avoid the dried vomit in front of the fire extinguisher as she drew her keys from her pocket. Her flat was around the bend, and some small nostalgic part of her hoped that they hadnt kicked the door in. They had, but she shrugged and waved the stranger in before her. Bastards. She mumbled at the upturned furniture. All they were likely to find was memories broken picture frames littered the floor, cabinet doors ripped from the frames and left across the kitchen counter and in the sink. Bloody vultures no sense of decency. She kicked the door shut, not expecting it to slam. A beat of silence followed as April surveyed the damage. With a weary sigh, she kicked some of the glass to the side and looked to her guest. My name is April, by the way. April Jackson.