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Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Don't be hatin' mah beetle D A few moments passed before the door opened. It could have been the fact that light from behind her was forming an aurora around her perfect frame but when the vixen stepped out, time itself seemed to freeze. Her long eyelashes batted over emerald green eyes, her body was wrapped in a black razorback dress that cut off just before the bum. Her tail had a bell banded to it by a leather strap and her smooth, bronze legs were finished off by a pair of strappy, 6 black stilettos In her films, she was bodacious, hot and sexy. But right now, at this very moment, she was gorgeous. Hey, she said simply but still elegantly Wow, a tux, who's funeral you going to? she joked, closing the door and walking past him smiling a bit. She acted unimpressed but honestly she was. Her last date considered a polo and jeans dressy. It made her feel like she was worth more than just a cheap fuck.. So where's your car? she said smiling back at him from the corner of her mouth, placing her left hand on her every so prominent hip.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Trystan was awestruck as always, but this time managed to keep his jaw shut. And once again, just managed to keep himself from filling out his dress pants. And then, of course with the teasing, he looked down in embarrasment. As she walked past him, he could smell lavender, his ears scooping up the tiny jingles of the bell. Man was he glad he had thought to get one of these. When she asked where his car was, he blinked, suddenly getting nervous. Very nervous. Uhm.... I don't have a car. Never liked how big they were. Here it was, the moment of truth. He pointed towards the bike, it's cobalt blue paintjob sparkling as the headlights of passing cars hit the metallic paint. H-have you ever ridden a motorcycle, Ms. Foxxx? He tilted his head, shuddering at the sudden image of her arms around his waist, sitting on the back seat as they sped down the road.... He shook the thoughts away. Couldn't get too comfortable now. He made his way past her to pat the bike gently. It'll be a new experience for you, much better than a lot of other bikes. He looked up at her.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Amber could not contain her laughter. She looked at Trystan and gave him a genuinely huge smile. Have I? Ever ridden a bike? she smirked Are you asking if I've ever driven a bike or have I ever rode bitch? She walked around the bike, tracing her elegant finger along the seat, trying not to leave marks or any smudges. This is a Triumph Speed Triple...2010? No, '09. Right? she admired the bike like it was a fine woman. She smiled keenly at the kit. My father owned three. He only bought a car when I was born. I loved working on his collection when I was a little girl. I'm full of more surprises than you'd know, kit. So to answer your question, she continued I've never ridden bitch, but I'm definitely the girl to try new things... so are we going to do this or what?
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Trystan couldn't hold in his surprise. He started chuckling, relieved. He relaxed, loosened up, handing her the second helmet. Actually Ms.Foxxx, it's a '99. Britain's Bad Boy bike, the much better version of the Harley Davidson. He grinned widely, taking out a second pair of gloves and a Kevlar jacket. And since you've ridden one by yourself, I bet you know how cold it gets when you hit 120. He threw his leg over the seat, kicking out the back pegs, giving Amber a place to put her paws. After slipping on his helmet, he held out his hand to help her over the slightly higher back seat. Now, even though you've had your experience, this is important. If you don't lean with me on the turns, the back tire will wiggle out, slide, and we'll smash into something. And since there aren't any seatbelts... He trailed the sentence off. The fox was clearly in his element. He turned on the bike, revelling in the sound of power. Then, suddenly he remembered something. Trystan slid his visor up, grinning. Oh, and in the case you need to talk, there's a radio system wired into the helmet. Just talk and I should be able to hear you. He shrugged, flicking his ears. Next time he spoke, his voice was in her helmet, clear as a bell. Figured you'd like to know, since I ride like everyone's trying to kill me. Just gimme a thumbs up when you're ready. And uh.... keep your visor closed. He smiled, closing his visor, hiding his face.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

As Trystan spoke, she prepared without listening. As soon as she suited up she, dropped the visor and held his hand like a lady, swinging her leg up unlike one. He dress pulled pleasingly up, revealing the very undershot of her rear. She then wrapped her arms around his abdomen and smiled, feeling at home, having something other than a muscular man between her legs. Yea, yea, yea proffessor, just punch the throttle and let show me if you can handle this bike. You know they say a man handles his bike like he handles his woman. she teased resting her chin on his shoulder and eagerly waiting.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

The fox had to laugh at that, punching the throttle just a little too much too soon. The front wheel came up a few inches from the ground in a small wheelie before making contact with the pavement and taking off like a bullet. They breezed down the roads, and every now and then, Trystan would look behind him. Just to show off a little, he put his hands in the air, using his legs to turn onto a sidestreet. This road was a little less smooth, forcing the fox's paws back onto the handlebars to keep them upright. The engine started winding, but a nudge of the knee switched gears up, and they took off again. With another turn, they were back on the main roads, weaving through traffic, squeezing between cars in that way only a motorcycle could manage. Enjoying the ride Ms.Foxxx? He chuckled, letting off the gas. Hey, I think we're here. This is the place right? In front of them loomed West Hollywood. I don't think you ever gave me the address.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Amber laughed as they lifted briefly off the ground and sped off into the distance. She tried her best to act unimpressed, but she couldn't help but giggle when he tried showing off. He was cute and a tad bit awkward. He felt like he had to earn her respect, something guys usually don't do with her. They often just asume she's a slut and don't have to act gentlemanly, or kind. This boy could be going places, she thought to herself as they turned down a bumpy road. Amber panicked a bit and let out the most adorable yip as she did so. She tightened her grip on Trystan's chest, her breasts pushing up against the two foxes as she did so. As they approached the turn into West Hollywood she saw the street of their destination. Yes actually, she smiled. Its just up that road, third house on the left. Wow, a good taste of vehicles and preturnatural sense of direction. Keep this up and I might actually introduce you to my friends. she joked.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Trystan chuckled, going slowly down the street, the bike tumbling and growling under them like a caged beast. He hadn't missed her giggles, or the yelp when he turned with no hands onto the side road. We aren't finished with our ride yet, Ms. Foxxx. I still have one more trick up my sleeve. He punched it, sending the wheel high off the ground, like a rearing horse, and throwing his whole body into it, turned on the fat back wheel, slamming the front into the asphalt. The result, a neatly parked monster. He killed the engine, taking off his helmet to reveal a smile reaching from ear to ear. Of course, he had a case of helmet head, the fur sticking wildly up here and there, adding to his cuteness. Instinctively, he ran his fingers through it, returning it to laying flat on his head, although still slightly ruffled. He put the kickstand down, hopped off, and once again prooffered a hand to help his lovely lady friend off the motorcycle. After her feet were on the ground, he pulled a key from the inner pocket of his tux, and inserting it into a hidden keyhole on the side of the seat, lifted the cover off. Trystan slid out of his padded jacket, took off his riding gloves, and put them into the space, with enough room for the second set. The helmet rested on the handlebar. Heheh, this is a nice place. Who did you say was throwing the party again? He looked the house over, trying to figure out what he would see when he walked in. He'd never been to a pornstar party offset. He looked back, and finding everything squared away, locked the seat back into place and slid the key into his pocket. Shall we?
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

She screamed out of joy as the bike swung around and plopped into its final destination. Her adrenaline was pumping now. She hadn't had a good ride like that since her dad was alive. A sudden sadness hit her heart and caused her to hesitate pulling off the helm. She shook it off and pulled her helmet off and gave the jacket to Trystan daintily getting off the bike, smiling at him kindly batting eyelashes as she did. Its a gay friend of my. He's...also...a porn star. she smiled with a mild blush I hope you don't mind, guess I should have asked. Though there should be dozens of sexy ladies there who aren't expecting to get picked up on. Amber smiled and winked at him with her gorgeous green eyes. Shall we? Trystan asked. We shall. she replied, locking her elbow with his and walked up the steep walk-way to the entry way. Several papparazzi snapped pictures at them and other adult stars as they climbed the walk-way. It was elegant stone, with a very Zen feeling to its garden. All this lead up to a very Modern looking home. When they arrived they were immediately greeted by a male stripper in just a speedo and bow tie to offer them glasses of champagne. The music boomed from inside, the lights were dim and lazers and stobes filled a living room that hand been cleared as a dance floor and re-filled with provacatively dressed women and extremely flamboyant men. A few straight guys could be spotted in the crowd, either hitting on a girl or hanging out with other straight men out of sheer fear of the ratio. Amber V. Foxxx, you slut! said a particularly falceto pitched male voice from upstairs. Amber snapped her head at the voice and smiled. Andrew Peterstrong, you bitch! she laughed, obviously at an inside joke between the two friends. The slyly dress human slid down the spiral bannaster and grabbed a drink from a passing male stripper as he did so, quickly drinking it and spiking it, thought it was plastic and merely bounced. How have you been girl! he said hugging her hard Why don't we see each other anymore!?! Work Andrew, you know that as well as I do. She smiled at him hugging him back. You look gorgeous tonight, hun, he said admiring her figure, seemingly too much for someone who is supposedly gay, but then again Amber has that effect on people And who's your handsome friend. This is Trystan.... introduced Amber, not knowing his last name. .....yea, Trystan, he's the lead cameraman for our film we're working on. He's gonna go places. she then turned her attention to Trystan Trystan this is Andrew, he's the host and my longtime friend and mentor.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Trystan smiled widely, but faltered up on the walkway. A gay pornstar? He looked up at her, a little bit of fear in his eyes. But there was something else. Curiosity. The fox regained composure, standing as tall as his canine frame would allow. Although, he had to admit, he was a little shocked at the stripper serving champagne. The smell from the cups captured his attention, and he took a glass. The interior was even more astounding. Music booming, people dancing, ladies of all attractive shapes and sizes. He tugged lightly on his collar, feeling nervousness creep up on him. These were stars, or friends of stars. He was a cameraman. What was he doing here? In an effort to relax himself, he took a sip of the champagne, feeling the crisp smoothness slide down his throat. He jumped at the falcetto voice, the pitch sounding strange against the music. When the fox followed the Vixen's gaze, he found a human. A human male. As they exchanged what he figured was an inside joke, talking to each other, he looked around the scene. Straight guys grouped together, or danced with the ladies, but he looked into their eyes. Fear. They were probably homophobes, and only came here for the women. He sighed, snapping his attention back on Amber and Andrew when his name was called. Pleasure to meet you Andrew, he started, holding out his hand. The man didn't seem that bad, although the handsome comment made him look down modestly. Any friend of Ms. Foxxx is a friend of mine. He smiled, looking around the house again. This is quite the place you have here. His ears flicked, finally resting, each facing their respective directions. The movement had caused his hair to fluff up a little bit, and he took another sip of the chapagne. The fox was starting to relax now, getting accustomed to the dancing speedo clad men, and even the few appreciative glances he got.
Thread: foxx.com (Dr. Nibbles x razerwing)

Amber and Andrew talked for some time, just long enough to get seperated from Trystan. She apparently said something about going to meet someone out back but apparently Trystan hadn't heard over the noise of the music. However someone did notice, a particularlly attractive, albino, unicorn with a punk-rock get-up. She grazed across the floor in knee-high, platform boots that attached to her shortiest-of-the-short-shorts. She was wearing a black top that barely fit and had on purple glasses that hid her ruby colored eyes and were mostly consumed by her wild blue mane. Trystan? she said with a slurred voice. Trystan, its me! Jenny Winnchester. You know, from college? She lifted her glasses to reveal her enchantingly beautiful red eyes. We went to spring formal together? Remember? she smiled What are you doing at a porn party???
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RE She's Just So Damn Sour! But Oh, So Sweet! MxF FxF Awh, shucks! Thanks a bunch, dollface! 3
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Thread: Imaginary Friend (Sybl & Death by orgasm)

Silas Montgomery Age 24 Body Slender, Athletic Hair Black Eyes Dark Brown Silas Montgomery runs her own crafting supply business from the basement of her home in the country. She has a couple of horses in the barn she rides at different times when her friends are over. She has two dogs, Max and Merry both black labs that are her pride and joy when she is not working. She takes them to the small lake behind her barn for a swim once in awhile when she has free time. Silas has everything a successful business woman needs or wants, a quiet home to share with her pets and entertain her friends and business associates. She only has one fear left over from her childhood. She fears things that go bump in the night especially strange unexplainable events. This was one thing her imaginary friend would cause to happen when he would not like something she did as children. It was his way of paying her back. She is on holiday this week and closes her shop to spend time outdoors with her two dogs, to garden, catch up with neighbors, to go swimming in the lake behind her barn and to go horseback riding as well. This week she has felt at times she is not alone it is an odd feeling and though she has searched everywhere throughout her house she finds nothing. Still at times she feels eyes on her and begins to have odd dreams at night of someone sneaking into her bed. A few times she has found herself aroused in her sleep, feeling hands on her. At other times she hears her name whispered in the night. Silas wonders what has changed to make her feel this way. She assumes it is because she and her boyfriend split up and went their separate ways. Little does she know there are two separate entities wanting her undivided attention.
Thread: Imaginary Friend (Sybl & Death by orgasm)

The last thing the Jeffrey could remember was that he was sitting in Silas childhood bedroom playing with her, she was about 8 or 9 at the time. He was her absolutely best friend in the whole big wide world at the time, she had told him everything about her life, all of the little secrets that shes gathered throughout the day. He knew which boys who she thought was cute, and all of the mean bullies that gave her a hard time doing grade school. They were playing with some of her toys and that her parents called her down to dinner. As soon as she had left her room and ran down stairs, and then he came Jeffrey could feel himself faded away again back into the realm of Ether that he had once come from. But this was a rather routine procedure almost like going to sleep for Jeffery. He was bound to wake back up and be united with Silashe didnt awake so soon. Jeffery had awoke. He was jolted back into being like someone falling asleep and abruptly waking up dramatically. He was laying in a field wearing slacks, a button up shirt tucked in with a nice polished belt, the sleeves rolled up. He stood up and surveyed his surroundings, he was in a remote country side. He looked at himself, fully grown, an adult. The only thing he could think about was, Wheres Silasand for Gods sake, how much time has passed? Brushing the little dirt and grass off of his body, he faced a direction that he was fixated on in his heart he knew that she was somewhere out here. He started walked through the trees, and lightly dense forest environment. After hiked many miles, the sun was starting to head back to the horizon, dusk was sinking into the sky. As the sky turned from its resplendent blues, to emotional and rich pinks, oranges, and other warm colors. Jeffery finally saw a house in the opening, there were other houses within the area, a small rural suburban community. Jeffery had that warm feeling pierce his heart, he knew that he had found her. He came around the back of the home and found her frolicking with friends, passing time and swimming. He ran straight for her, screaming her name hoping that she would hear his matured voice and it was send her straight back to her childhood with him. But that didnt happen, in fact she never once looked at him. He stood directly in front her, entirely surrounded by her friends. No one could see or hear him. He was essentially a ghost walking the land. Her dogs however did take some notice of his presence, but very little. They would sense and look at him, but just go back to what they were initially doing. For the rest of the week, he tried to get her attention, but day after day he was never able to get her direct attention. Seldom would be notice, when he would shout and scream for her. It was in the middle of the week, and she was yet to see him. He needed to make himself known to her, or else he would unleash something that he couldnt control Walking out to her back porch he sat in the one of the two rocking chairs, the seat on to the right of it, was hears that she always came out to relax in.
Thread: Imaginary Friend (Sybl & Death by orgasm)

Silas came out with her two dogs on Wednesday morning to read her paper and let the dogs play before deciding how to spend the day. She walked past the two rocking chairs and followed the path up to the barn. She had her paper and a cup of coffee with her and proceeded to climb the narrow stairs to the hayloft. She loved this barn it was modernized and built to her specifications, thanks to her Dad who presented the land, home and barn as a gift to her when she opened her crafting supply business. She pressed a button at the top of the stairs and the hayloft door opened and a built in deck appeared in the back of the barn. The view was amazing, she never tired of it. The gorgeous expanse of trees that led to the deep forest was before her eyes and beyond the forest was a lake that was filled with all kinds of freshwater fish, plenty of wild animals came to drink at various times of day. She would occasionally go riding out there to take pictures of the wild life. The land belonged to her, and it was private and no one hunted on this property. Her cell phone rang and she answered it. It was Jacob her ex boyfriend. He missed her and wanted to visit as friends only, asking if he could come over. She missed him too and told him she would be in front of the house waiting for him. Silas was almost back to the house when she faintly saw an image of a young man sitting in one of her rocking chairs. She stopped and stared at the chair trying to see something that she thought she saw. She gave a quick shake of her head. Silas, she said aloud, what do you think you saw? then she laughed and proceeded to go around to the front of the house to wait for Jacob. He arrived shortly parked his car got out and embraced her with a warm hug. I have missed you Silas, he said then he kissed her deeply. Silas returned his kiss neither pulling away from the other for a long time. Jacob swooped her into his arms and carried her into the house and went straight into her bedroom laying her on the bed and laying next to her. Are we getting back together Jacob? He was the one to break up with her and she didnt want a friends with benefits type relationship. He looked at her and said nothing. She told him to leave, and not to come back unless it was to make a commitment.
Thread: Trading up!

Its been a few months since Lillian and her new boyfriend had volunteered at the local Air foce Base to the new officers and such. At the young age of 19 Lillian had long brown hair with large ample breasts, a C cup so close to being a D, which lead to her tiny waist that lures the eyes to her perky rump. Her soft green eyes sparkled when she smiled or laughed but for the few months that she's worked at the Cafe her eyes never stopped sparkling. Working in such a shoppe it was hot so her normal uniform was either short skirts or shorts that flatter her toned ass and a simple tank top with sneakers. of course since the military men were flirting with her she decided to try something new on wearing some risky things but told her boyfriend she thought he'd enjoy seeing her in them. If he questioned her behavior all she would say is I'm being nice to them for the tips. In reality she was thinking of some fun things to do such as allowing a man to drag her off while she was on her break to fuck her senseless in the bathroom or behind the building. She gave all the subtle clues to any man who was willing Married, engaged or single. She was willing.