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Thread: A Little of Something Perfect [Me and Dwarf_Vader]

Sophia sat upon the side of a large bench in the middle of the woodland just outside the alotted area for track. It just so happened that somebody, suspected as a tall blonde female with green eyes around the age of sixteen happened to 'accidently' burn downt he equipment shed last year, leading to the entire team having to use a different non-forested track at the local gym. So it was just in -pure- luck that Sophia had now acquired a new location for her rather extended list of sexual exploits Everyone was fair game to her, male and female, younger and oldest, student, teacher and parent. Though, she always went for the wrong kind of man for her, ones a pretty cheerleader just shouldn't be seen with. And the next one appeared around the bend just a few moments later. She smirked gently, squinting her eyes and sliding her jagged tooth against the side of her bottom lip. He's cute.. she giggled to herself as she slid one leg to the side, opening up to show her purple panties underneath her frilly cheerleading skirt. So. she announced suddenly, not removing herself from the fact that her panties were eye-to-..well, eye one would suppose, with the boy himself. You're Collin, right? I thought you were cute..and I've always wondered something. she egan before slowly sliding one leg atop the other at the knee. Her panties rode up, her skirt shifted to one side and the boy could see everything, even if he didn't want to. Is it true that Dwarf guys always have huge dicks?
Thread: What's your Tattoo

so yeah like teh description says, share your Tats. Or if you are planing on getting one. share what your going to get. Happy trolling BMR. here is my next tattoo I have another one, but no pic of the finished work, but i will post it when i get it colored in.
Thread: What's your Tattoo

I just got this done on the inside of my right bicep. It's Beatrice and Dante from the Divine Comedy .
Thread: What's your Tattoo

I don't have pictures to share, but I do have an Ankh tattoo on my hip and my last name in pretty purple font over my heart. . The Ankh I got back in 2004 and the tat over my heart was done less than a month ago.
Thread: What's your Tattoo

My tattoo! On my left forearm. It's an anchor with the Ankh cross embedded into the anchor, as well at the Eye of Horus or All-Seeing-Eye. Me with the tattoo
Thread: What's your Tattoo

These are the tattoo's I have so far
Thread: What's your Tattoo

so on the second one is it just a love for music, or do you play?
Thread: What's your Tattoo

Mostly love, though I also play the piano and guitar but that's more to my own enjoyment.
Thread: What's your Tattoo

nice, very nice... I play piano, trumpet, french horn... well pretty much any brass instrument, and percussion. and a few more past those.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

Me - Anthony Tch. I hate school. It's a huge pain in my ass, and although sexy, my teacher is a total bitch. She's got the looks of a whore, but the rest is just dull and boring. A typical 'teacher type', ones that are too focused on academics for any sexual pursuits. I grit my teeth, forgetting my damn notebook in her class. Fuck, I better go get it back, I say to myself, hands on my waist as I let them dangle loose as I lean back, arching my back as I head back to her classroom. It's after school now, and I got a good peep at some form of masturbation the teach was doing. Lucky me, I said with a sly grin, feeling my crotch become more obvious in my pants. This will be fun.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

Mrs. Walter was sitting in her chair her shirt and bra pulled up as she massaged her breasts with one hand and finger herself under her skirt with the other , she lets out loud moans of pleasure as she fingers herself a bit faster fondling her breasts while doing so. She hasn't had a sexual encounter in months due too her being so busy trying to make the lessons interesting for her students. Droll dripped down her mouth as she came to the peak before climaxing.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

With a bulge rising in my pants, I smirked the whore. I feel excited as I watch her climax and play with herself. I've got to get some pix of this the guys won't believe it when I show them. With this goal fresh in my mind, I take the picture with my phone, the flash unfortunately giving my location away. I slide in the room, my eyes fierce as I glare at her. Hey teach, is this part of our next lesson? I asked, showing the picture-perfect image from the picture revealing her masturbating. I've got her right where I want her.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

Mrs. Walter quickly covered her boobs with her hand pulling down her shirt , a blush on her face as she said What are you doing here! angrily , she saw the picture and quickly followed with Delete it now! she said re buttoning her top and pulling her panties back up. This i-isn't part of any lesson , for you atleast... she said blushing.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

I grew with anger now. Who the hell does she think she is, giving me orders? I walked towards her, putting the phone away, and pushed her onto her back, looking at her fiercely. Who do you think you are? If you want this deleted, and to save your status as a teacher, you'll do every single damn thing I tell you to. Got that? I said, hands going along her curves, my fierce stare still intact.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

She let out a yelp as he pushed her too the ground saying Okay but it depends on the order you give me.. she said as he touched her curves soon smacking his hand off and started getting off the cold floor staking into her eyes , his fierce look scared her a bit. She thought about what he was planning , his look deeply scared her.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

I smirked. Don't push it, teach. Your in no position to say no.. I said, reminding her of the picture I still had. Now strip for me, I said, knowing she may pull some kind of fit. She was the victim who needed thorough work done to break. That was a pain in the ass, but I was dying to screw her. Say no, and the picture is sent out, I say confidently, looking at her intensely. It was her choice now.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

She squirmed her hands shaking as she slowly unbuttoned her top letting her breasts bouce out , she covered them with one hand as she slowly dropped her skirt too her ankles leaving her in nothing but her panties. She blushed saying P-please no more.. she said turning away her face a deep shade of red.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

I smirked. She was stupid to give me such requests. I lunged my hand down her panties, feeling the sticky, white cum on my hand, my middle finger and pointer finger digging into her moist pussy. So wet, either from moments ago, or maybe you're feeling excited when I do this? I said confidently, moving my thumb to stroke her clitoris teasingly. Now drop the hands, I ordered, groping her breasts, my bulge readying itself to let loose on her.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

She let out a moan as he plunged her fingers into her pussy , she moaned as she soon listened to his request shamefully removing her hand letting him see her breasts , she turned her head away in shame , this was taboo a teaching and student being together could end her teaching career for a long time maybe even forever.
Thread: Messy Extracurricular Activities [Full~Pride x CumFilledBucket]

I unzipped my pants, giving her a glare that told her not to move her arms back to cover her breasts. She should know better. I show her my throbbing, jubilant cock, which is happily releasing pre-cum, wanting to use her and abuse her. Time to begin, I said, smirking. What better hole than that which creates it's own lubricant my teacher's pussy. I wouldn't have it any other way. She may resist me, but when I'm through with her, she'll be begging for it.
Thread: Supergirl  looking for Villain on YIM

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Thread: The Man in Wolf Clothing [Mr_Sir & Oversea]

Daniel was on the run, his primal instincts of survival guiding him blindly through the night. The wound in his side from that hunter had nearly taken him down, but he was a werewolf after all so it would take quite a bit more. Blood caked his fur however, the anthropomorphic figure holding one clawed hand at his side as he would look desperately for a place to hide and hopefully tend to his wounds. Of course this was all being done by his instincts, his higher thinking all but cut off when he was changed and so badly injured. Normally he could keep his human mind about for the most part, but the rage and primal urges still won out most of the time. How long had it been since the curse had taken him on that fateful day out taking a stroll through the woods? He could barely even remember now, all he knew was the rage when changed and trying to hide himself when not. Jet black fur had a sheen over it from the moon light, his muscles rippling as he quickly sprinted his way through the abandoned back alleys of houses built close together with taller office buildings in the urban environment. Foot steps about as silent as something his height and weight could make them, moving fast enough that most people wouldn't see anything but a shadow passing if they weren't already looking right at him. He didn't even consciously know where his feet were taking him, the instincts of the wolf guiding him along a path that would hopefully lead to his salvation. He had come to a dead end however, knowing that hunter was probably still after him. Whoever he was, he was skilled in fighting werefolk it would seem, and Daniel didn't feel like having another run in with him until he had fully recovered. He would lift himself up over a nearby wall with a snarl, but the action agitating his wound even more. He growled heavily, moving to crawl now over behind a nearby bush. Breathing heavily, he would move to keep himself out of sight as best he could now. No clue where he was, nor if he would be able to recover from this wound anytime soon. He looked up to the sky, it was getting close to day break and he would be able to change back at least. There was still one or two more nights left of the full moon, and he wasn't safe until it had passed. At least the hunter hadn't found him in his human form, otherwise he wouldn't even be safe then. Soon however fatigue would overtake him, his eyes growing heavy from exertion and blood loss. He would heal he knew, but it would take quite some time. His kind were always amazing at surviving after all. So for now he would stay curled up behind the bush, allowing himself to finally rest. His last thoughts were wondering if he would be found here by whoever may live here. He didn't know, and at the moment he didn't much care. Hopefully at least it would be after he changed back so at least they wouldn't be too shocked by him.
Thread: The Man in Wolf Clothing [Mr_Sir & Oversea]

The man was out cold, though a few grunts in protest were given as he was dragged in as it agitated the wound slightly. Still he wasn't bleeding very much for someone with such a deep gash in his side. His skin was lightly tanned from just being outdoors on a regular basis, jet black hair sat shaggy and thick atop his head. His body was well defined, toned with a rather athletic look to his muscle structure. Dirt and mud from the ground covered his form haphazardly. If it wasn't taken care of soon the wound could very well become infected, but it seemed to already be starting to heal which at least was a good sign. Scars covered his form, most looking like claw marks of different types from animals of all sizes. Others looking like bullet holes, and still some possibly even by man made blades. Obviously he had been through quite a lot in his life, though none of the scars seemed to indicate wounds which would have been as serious as the one he currently had. After a few moments of being dragged however the pain was too much for him to continue in this manner. His eyes would snap open and he would give what sounded almost like a dog growling as one of his hands would shoot up to grab the female's wrist. They had made it just past the threshold of her door, his dark brown eyes glaring right at the woman who was dragging him into her home now. What...are...you doing? His voice was deep, but currently ragged and labored as he tried to talk through the pain. It was obvious that he was in pretty bad shape for the time being. He looked around then, noting the dog nearby and taking a second glance over the female who was there. She was more frail looking, the man surprised that she could even drag his form into the place. His grip on her wrist quickly weakened as the initial surprise wore off, and soon he would let his hand drop as he was still suffering from the wound. He was still suspicious, but he didn't want to anger her canine companion as he was in no shape to take on anything right then. He would lay there, but after a few moments of heavy breathing looking to the woman to speak again. Where am I? When did you find me? He had to know if she had seen him while he was still in his other form, or even if she had caught him between forms in the middle of the shift. There was no way he could really know how safe he was here unless he knew if she had seen him like that or not. Were he at his best, or even just a little better then he wouldn't have anything to worry about. But in his current state this woman even had him at her mercy, and so he had to be ready to deal with the pain and run again if he had to. Still, if she had meant him any harm she would have more than likely left him outside, maybe bound him even. He would just have to see how events transpired.
Thread: The Man in Wolf Clothing [Mr_Sir & Oversea]

This wasn't quite the night Cacia had envisioned. All week long she'd longed for the comfort of her undisturbed bed and the unmatched sensation of cool, crisp sheets on her bare thighs. However, this particular issue needed to be rectified before she could be reunited with a good night's rest. She hadn't quite taken into account his scars it was dark outdoors despite the moon's overbearing presence and she had concerned herself with salvaging this man's life for she was under the heavy impression that it was in danger. At his agonized grunt, Cacia's grip haphazardly loosened to accommodate his needs. She had been too concerned with his well-being to bother answering his question. Her clothing was cumbersome, loose and oversized. The thin cashmere sweater she'd adorned had - in response to her irregular movement - fell about her left shoulder revealing a series of pattern-like scars. Her powerful legs flexed and sprung with all their might in an attempt to drag this injured man into the cool, safe confinements of her bungalow. By now her flesh, naturally bronzed and taught, had glistened with a thin layer of perspiration from this strenuous activity. At his second inquiry, she merely hushed him and continue to guide him into her living room where she had finally managed to prop the man onto her sofa. Her hair fell, unwanted, into her view. She managed to flatten her ethnic curls against her skull while gazing absentmindedly at her guest. It would take a whole day to scrub the blood from the floor if not longer, but she reminded herself of the repercussions if the police were to happen by. She veered upstairs and returned shortly thereafter, skillfully balancing several towels and a neat satchel which appeared to contain medical supplies, all certified belongings of her hospital. Little did she know her actions would be in vain. Take in a breath relax, she reassured calmingly. Her voice fell from her lips like molasses, slow and creamy established, but powerful. She raised a hot, moist towel clear into his view and neatly folded it where she began addressing the wound. From where she knelt the gash almost seemed as if it had mended, though she swore it was the dark playing tricks on her human eyes. Her touch was gentle one could tell she was a dying woman with the unworldly softness of an angel. The spongy material lay rested on his chest near the wound just as she began to swab. A bottle of rubbing alcohol laid in view on the coffee table. She believed he knew that the pain to come was certain.
Thread: The Man in Wolf Clothing [Mr_Sir & Oversea]

The man would help her as much as he could to the sofa, noting the bit of a blood trail that was being left behind. He grumbled some, shaking his head a bit as he would give a sigh. He was a bit agitated at her not speaking hardly any, but it was obvious now that she was helping him as much as she could so he would let it go for the time being. The male looked her over as they made their way in, noting the scars on her shoulder and wondering what those were from. He allowed his eyes to roam over her a bit, but pulled them away to keep her from noticing. She was attractive, but he had long ago done away with the idea that he would be with any female ever again. As she started to dress at his wound, he would look over at her supplies, she was obviously quite well stocked. He wondered exactly if she was a nurse, or what other situation would cause someone to have so many medical supplies. He had visibly relaxed, however the sight of the bottle of alcohol did certainly bring a slight scowl to his features, but he knew that he could handle the pain. He was more just confused at the situation. She must not have seen him in his bestial form before, otherwise who could possibly be willing to take care of someone like him? He was still really confused in general that she would take care of a perfect stranger at all who was trespassing. It had been quite a long time since he had been greeted in any positive manner. He would sigh, trying to relax dispite the coming alcohol. Speaking to the female. I don't know why you're doing this....but thank you.
Thread: The Man in Wolf Clothing [Mr_Sir & Oversea]

While he whispered his thank yous, Cacia took the opportunity to remove the cork from her bottle of rubbing alcohol which, in retrospect, had actually been a half-filled bottle of vodka sitting in the back of her fridge. Quiet, she grunted, spitting out the cork half-way across the living room. Before applying it to his wound she took a long, exaggerated sip of the transparent fluid and slammed her eyes shut when the burn had set in. Cacia was a somewhat masochistic woman in that aspect the kick of any alcohol was more then anything to put her into a fitting mood. Without torturing the poor man any further Cacia poured the alcohol into his wound, watching as it flowed recklessly onto her couch and formed a puddle on the hard wood. At that moment in time, she hadn't had much concern for the messes accumulating. Her fingers, smooth and able, reached feebly onto the dining table where she plucked up a prescription bottle. They were girthy in size white and chalky, but potent. These will help with the pain, they're potent though. Just relax. She unfurled his large, calloused fingers and tucked the tablets neatly away in his palm, hoping that he would opt in to taking them.