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Thread: Private Lessons (Frogger and Ladydark)

Gold eyes wide, Cecilia trembled when he ran a hand over her body...and gasped, the toys vibrating on all the most sensitive parts. It didn't take long for the speed to go up...making her tremble more, while moaning around the gag. Little drops of sweat could be seen...slowly trailing down between her breasts, down her legs, and on various other bits... before falling further, to explore uncharted territory. For ten minutes, the exquisite torture continued... his hands pinching and massaging her breasts, the toys being turned on and off, right before she reached an orgasm... Cecilia's resolve was crumbling, she knew that much, and yet... she hated the fact that she was so damn turned on by it all. Here was a young man...who thought he could get whatever he wanted, because his Father had money and a reputation...arrogant, proud and smug...and she was falling apart at the seams from the pleasure he was inflicting onto her body. Finally, the toys were turned off...and his question asked. Her muscles feeling weak, as did her neck and every single one of her limbs, she opened her eyes...not even bothering to give him an answer.
Thread: Private Lessons (Frogger and Ladydark)

He chuckles at her as she just stares at him, Fine then... You think you can hold out... Lets change it up a bit... He turns the toys back on to low again, no where near the speed she now needs, You submit to me Professor... And I stop the teasing... He had noticed how much she enjoyed any sensation on her breasts, so he moves closer once her eyes close in frustrated pleasure again. He watches her a moment, lightly struggling against her bonds and slowly rocking her hips to try and get more stimulation. You'll be mine soon enough Professor.. He whispers and leans closer, soon trailing his warm wet tongue over and around her nipple, teasing it softly before blowing lightly over it, then pulling it all, bullet included, into his mouth to suckle lightly. He then moves to repeat the process on her other breast and looks back at her face.
Thread: Private Lessons (Frogger and Ladydark)

Submit to you? Like h-h-h- Cecilia's thoughts fell apart at the seams, pleasure burning like liquid fire through her veins... albeit, at a much slower rate than she'd like. Her eyes had closed in frustration...hips grinding, rocking to try and get more stimulation from the bullet vibrator. What really did the young woman in, however...was when his warm, wet tongue trailed over her hardened nipple...over and around, teasing it softly before blowing lightly onto it. The entire nipple was pulled into his mouth, vibrator and all...to be suckled on lightly. Of course the same process was repeated on her other breast...making the inside of her thighs damp, her entire body quiver. Mm... Cecilia moaned, even through the gag still between her lips. Her legs struggled to close, to hide the evidence of her arousal...however, because of her ankles being tied to the bed posts, that wasn't going to happen.
Thread: Private Lessons (Frogger and Ladydark)

He slowly pulls away from her breasts after a few minutes and smirks slightly at her, leaning close to her face, his hand still softly pinching and pulling her damp nipples. Ah... Did I find the right spot... Or spots Professor... He turns the nipple vibratory up just slightly, still leaving the clit one at low. Then he leans close to her face again, both his hands teasing and massaging her nipples now as he speaks to her. I can stop the teasing Professor... I can give you the bliss your body is craving... He gives them a slightly harder pinch and tug, pressing the vibrators closer, then letting them go to start massaging the rest of her breast, all with a practised ease. I can give you what you want and more... Just submit to me... He could feel her starting to tense lightly, given enough time, even on the low setting, she would cum with the vibrator, but she still hadn't earned it. So when she was closer then she had been all night, he stops them again, letting her body relax for now. He tips her chin to face him again, finally picking up her glasses and slipping them back on her, What do you say professor... Yes... Or is it more teasing... He softy rubs her cheek with his thumb.
Thread: Private Lessons (Frogger and Ladydark)

Not enough air reaching the woman's oxygen-deprived lungs, Cecilia found herself panting heavily against the gag...whimpering, and making lewd noises she's never made before. It was a few minutes until he pulled away from her breasts, smirking and leaning close to her face, while his hands continued to inflict exquisite torture by pinching and pulling. There was a dark red blush along her cheeks...giving a pretty clear indicator how she felt. The nipple vibratory was turned up just slightly, making her arch and moan richly. Of course Atoshi's fingers teased and massaged her nipples, along with the tiny machines...which made it to where she could barely think. I can stop the teasing, Professor... I can give you the bliss your body is craving... A slightly harder pinch, followed by a tug, was given...almost like a present in stiff wrapping paper. Cecilia gave a frustrated groan when she was so close to a climax...only to not reach that point, her body shifting uneasily on top of the sheets. It did surprise the woman when her glasses were slipped onto her nose, sharpening the world until she could see everything more clearly...and his thumb stroked along her cheek. Her resolve in pieces, Cecilia averted her gaze...torn between the prospect of pleasure, and more of the delicious teasing.
Thread: Don't be gentle. (MxF)

So, I actually have an idea, though it pertains to the Naruto fandom. I would really love a MeixItachi roleplay, and it would technically be MasterxSlave. The only thing I would want to change would be their ages. I would prefer Mei to be around 23 and Itachi around 22-23 as well.
Thread: ..::College Life::..[HawkEyeStorm & Ironic]

It was the beginning of a wonderful year in college, Skylar starting off as a sophomore and excited for the big year ahead of her. Currently she was in the process of getting an Associates in Science, working her way up into the Medical Field where her hopes and dreams were. With her heavy book bag adjusted to fit snug on her back, her hands gripped at both straps that held around her shoulders, her feet meeting with the cement each step, her first class being Biology, a difficult yet fun class to be in. Her apparel consisted of blue skinny jeans that rolled up at the bottom, a tight white shirt, and some black VANS to top it off. Her hair was cascading along her back, moving with each rhythm of her walk. 'L140' was what read on the door in building L, where her Biology class was located. Inhaling softly, she anxiously put her hand at the door knob, afraid to turn it and see what will be ahead this school year, the frog lodged in her throat, but focusing her thoughts on how this class will help her for the rest of her life, she swallowed that frog and opened the door, walking in and browsing around to where she can take a seat at. Her tail laid flat on her back, her ears pulled back as she felt uncomfortable with eyes scanning her, already judging her by first glance most likely. Trying her hardest to not pay attention to the crowd of students, she took a seat in the front row, crossing her legs and setting her book bag down by her side. Like a good student would, she unzipped her book bag and took out the necessary books and notebooks for it, and placed it on her desk, having her hands fold on top of them. She shifted in her seat, waiting for the professor to arrive to get things started, though she was only 10 minutes early but sometimes the professors start early as well. Already she grew bored, but then again she did not have any friends in the class to join in with her, which she will have to make do with.
Thread: Flirting/Looking at someone else's SO

Hey, so, this has been on my mind recently because a friend of mine at work became upset because some gal was making eyes at her boyfriend. Being a really flirty person myself - but not one to pursue anything beyond words and looking - I started to question how many people think it's wrong to look or flirt with someone else's significant other. What do you guys think? Let's say you're like me who has no intention of pushing things further, is it wrong to flirt with or appreciate and look at a person who is in an intimate relationship with someone? We're not talking about whether this someone would cheat or if they'd flirt back or any of that is it wrong to just look even though you know they belong to someone else?
Thread: Flirting/Looking at someone else's SO

With no intention of doing anything, no, its not wrong... unless a you're the type of person to make impulsive decisions and your intentions might change or b you're actually in the presence of the SO - because then it can feel like a dismissal of their relationship. I get it a lot seeing as I the girly type of lesbian who likes girly girls too. Whenever I've been to a LGBT bar people have assumed that we're just friends because one of is isn't a butch and I've seen people only hiton my GF or have been hit on myself. If my SO was being looked at by another girl I'd just flash whoever was looking a smile and then kiss my SO to show she's taken... or If my SO was checking someone else out I'd still kiss her, her attention will come back to the right place soon enough. That's if you don't know the third party though, If it was someone that one or both of us knew I'd just make sure to refer to my SO as 'my girlfriend' a couple of times in conversation to get the point across. For overt physical flirting though like a lingering hand on the leg... that crosses a bit of a boundary and I'd being passive-agressive say something like Hey, you two going to get a room for this threesome? If not I'd like my girlfriend's leg back.
Thread: Flirting/Looking at someone else's SO

If you're not going to do anything or attempt anything then no. If you are then yes. I mean I flirt a lot but that doesn't mean my SO isn't the object of my affection heshe knows they are more important and that nothing will happen. Just like if they flirt I can know nothing will happen. And people can flirt with us, in front of each other or not. Just as long as it doesn't cross boundaries. I think as long as you and your SO have an understanding that flirting is okay it just can't get to physical flirting and it can't get that far. Nor can the flirting get to joking about breaking up. As soon as flirting turns into flirty jokes about breaking up with the SO people get mad and feelings get hurt. Flirting is harmless unless it pushes physical boundaries or turns into jokes about break ups. I mean, I don't mind it and I do it, same with people that I've dated. As long as there's an understanding about things. Even when I flirt with my friends girlfriends or boyfriends I always assure my friends that nothing will happen and they understand that. Flirting okay. Unless the SO is really possessive and easily jealous. Then run. No good comes from people like that.
Thread: Flirting/Looking at someone else's SO

I went to counselling at the beginning of this year and one of the things that was brought up was how I flirted a lot. But it is just my personality. It is who I am. Hell, I even flirt with my mother. And I have no intentions of getting it on with my mom. But that is how I was raised. I never thought of flirting as a bad thing. Infidelity, yes. But not flirting. Flirting is an act that we can share with a stranger to boost egos and make us feel good. I don't see why that would be wrong? And that stranger just might have a significant other, but it doesn't mean flirting has to stop. Like others have said, flirting is okay if it doesn't go past that. But then it wouldn't be flirting. But if you want to dig deeper, maybe you should look at the different types of flirting. . . Softcore Flirting - Cute Compliments, batting of the eyes, exchanging smiles, winks. Suggestive Flirting - Making gestures to sexual acts, kissy faces, licking lips, sucking on fruits, or breaking the personal bubble like footsy... Hardcore Flirting - Talking about actually doing things together sexually, more physical interactions like slapping an ass, sending dirty pictures... Softcore flirting I believe is extremely harmless. I think it is the purest form of flirting and is very much okay, whether you are with someone or not. I think this is even other when with someone who is jealous because these are simple interactions. They do not have to be taken for more than a friendly exchange. If you are with someone that is jealous for you smiling back at someone that is smiling at you, you might what to get out, or have a talking with them, because jealousy over that is unhealthy. Suggestive Flirting is where the barrier can be crossed in my opinion. Who you are and who your significant other is or the other person's significant other is plays a big role on if this would be considered okay. I wouldn't flirt with someone who has a possessive or jealous partner. Not only could that be stirring up shit, but I could be causing them to get into arguments and that is not what flirting is supposed to be for. However, given the right people and their relationship with their partner, this could okay. Hardcore flirting is wrong to do with someone else's significant other unless there is an understanding, like an open relationship or anything of those sorts. And if you are taken as well and flirt with other people in that manner behind your partner's back, that isn't right either. So all in all, I believe it depends on the type of flirting that is going on. That's my two cents.
Thread: Flirting/Looking at someone else's SO

Even if you don't intend to go beyond flirting, their significant other doesn't know what your intentions are. In a circle where everyone knows each other they can generally assume it's just harmless fun, but for all strangers know you mean business. Maybe they're insecure and possessive, or maybe they don't like the vibes one guygirl in particular is giving off. I don't like talking about right and wrong normally. More concretely, it doesn't cause any harm to flash a flirty smile or admire someone who's already taken, but the further you go the more you're implying that you're serious and the more you're getting into the physicalemotional space that's normally private. People are eventually going to feel like you're intruding, and they're going to get hostile. I think that's really what it comes down to being disruptive. Persisting when you can see that someone's bothered or going past a somewhat vague point is disruptive, but flirting in itself can't be said to cause harm or even cross a boundary in all cases. Hard to claim that you're wronging people by doing something they don't consider bothersome.
Thread: Flirting/Looking at someone else's SO

My SO flirts ruthlessly at work, but she's cute and receives tips - I'd be pretty stupid to bitch about something that's bringing in money And is relatively harmless. I get a bit tense when she talks about it, but mostly because I worry for her safety, not out of jealousy. For my part, I only flirt with people that I suspect wouldn't mind threesomes
Thread: Freak Chance [ AnonymousRelated x Nika ]

It was a hot and muggy night, but the slender figure who flitted quickly under dim stuttering streetlights was bundled into a long coat, it's hood drawn up and pulled down to cast a delicate face into shadow. Despite this censorious precaution, it was no stretch of the imagination to see past the bulky coat and to the slight body it hung from. See a hooded pair of eyes did, from the corner of the street. A tight smile wormed it's way onto a stubbled jaw as he turned from his conversation partners to follow the figure's hurried path. That girl, that late-night waitress always walked this way home, in her coat, with it's hood up, even in the hottest summer nights. Hoarse chuckling coughed from a group of deepening smirks. The man flicked his cigarette down as she passed their small party, eying the way pretty ankles flirted with him, peaking out just beneath those clinging black tights and just above work-appropriate black tennis shoes. A heavy boot crushed it into the gravel, grinding the butt into oblivion. ----- Alix hated walking home on friday nights. The bars and strip clubs were seeding until early morning, but the restaurant in which she worked only remained open until 12 closing. That meant she had to take the closing walk of shame, each night, past the fringes of the red light district, in order to get to the street from which she could make her way to her small apartment. She could deal with the usual night of cat-calls, and propositions of a few harried-to-leave customers. Except, friday nights were the worst. Friday nights the streets were dangerous. It was no mystery as to why Alix had adopted the habit of wearing baggy pants to work, and a baggy sack of a coat with a broad hood home after the first few times she had been mistaken for a street-walker. However, this week she had opted for lighter and cooler, if more revealing, yoga pants under the long coat. Alix picked up her a brisk pace, eyes set ahead, brows furrowed, and phone clutched in her palm. Despite the measures she took, she could still feel the stares creeping up the back of her neck. There was nothing she could do to hide her small stature or height. She'd taken this job six months ago, and despite her hatred for the district of town it was in, she needed the money. As she passed a group of men who looked to be drinking, leaning against the side of a building along the street corner, she cursed quietly under her breath.
Thread: Freak Chance [ AnonymousRelated x Nika ]

Of course, any normal human would be dead from the grievous wound to the head, but Freak was no normal human. He wasn't even certain you should or could classify him as human. But Freak wouldn't die from such a wound, or better put couldn't die from such a wound. But that didn't mean that he was completely capable of functioning properly. A large black streak of blood painted the wall from where Freak's hand had braced himself to walk. Freak could not hear, nor could he see out of his left eye. The shot had torn a hole through the section of his brain that controlled sight and hearing. But his body recreated itself many many before. Thus the hearing started to come back almost instantaneously and he could hear the voice approaching him from behind. He hadn't the ability to fully tell distance just from sound alone due to the fact that he was still regenerating. However he was clearly able to see, at least with his right eye. His head turned to see the woman approaching. There was no hope to avoid the confrontation, but nevertheless Freak yanked his hood over his head concealing himself more. He knew his black as night eyes would be noticed immediately by her. Her hand reached out for him, and she told him that she would call him an ambulance. But Freak clearly wasn't in need of such a thing, he was fine without care from nearly any disaster. The few things that were capable of killing him, would be complete immolation, or being broken down to his atomic structure. While it didn't look to be that Freak was capable of speaking, he was. He could mutate himself to give himself a mouth. But he often found words were ineffective and very wasted on people. Freak knew there would be some immense trouble if she were to cry out. Police were likely already on their way, and Freak was having a hard enough time making his body respond the way he wanted, having a female cry out would only increase the response time from individuals. Trying to push off the wall and onto his own feet, Freak hit a turned over trashcan and stumbled to his hands and knees. Freak wore fingerless gloves, and thus with this sprawled out position his hands were very visible to her now too. Freak had never before been in such a vulnerable and or exposed state. Pulling his hands into his sleeves Freak crawled over to a nearby dumpster and tucked himself into the corner of it and the brick wall it sat against. Sorry for the delay!
Thread: Cell Smut-Mates (Biles & MellowYellow)

The prison was more like a dilapidated fortress where hope comes to die a miserable death. For those condemned in this dark facility where not even light can offer any shimmer of assurance and comfort, two futas share are fated to share one cell together. It is a very small place, yet has some sense of humanity to offer the basic necessities to make living in incarceration at least bearable. The walls however were grimy and what little light they could afford were never enough to illuminate their room. At least they had a giant wall vent but as it was old and neglected, it didn't have enough power to stir away the muggy air, just enough to prevent the room from turning into an oven. No outside windows were available and almost all of the walls were covered with large grimy mirrors, some even on the ceiling. The two inmates were force to share one bed together. As if the prison facility were not bad enough, every inmate were forced to go naked almost all the time, save for the garments they were allowed and required to wear on their arms, legs, and even their neck. That's because every collar were attached to their limbs to prevent escape and for 'monitoring' purposes 24 hours a day. Only a single clock on the wall allowed the futas to know what time of day it was. Night came and one of the cell inmate was let back into her cell. Like all the others, she was practically naked except for the mandatory prison combat-style boots, white kneesocks, lengthy white arm band, and a mech-locking neck corset. At least she was lucky today that she didn't have to sweat or exhaust her body that much. After trying to orientate herself in the darkness, Mia then made her way to the bed and slumped her bare bottom and pressed her bare back against the grimy cold concrete wall sighing hard. Having nothing to do now, Mia stared down at her slab of meat wondering how many leering eyes it had received when she was forced to do some chores outside the prison walls.
Thread: Cell Smut-Mates (Biles & MellowYellow)

How long had she been crammed into this little prison? Shawna honestly had lost track of the time. Still she supposed that it didn't much matter, her offence wasn't too rank so Shawna had a chance of getting out at some point. That was a boast she could hold over some of the other inmates. Shawna was a tall woman, holding about at least a foot over her scrawny white inmate. In addition to being huge in height, Shawna's exposed ebony muscles were exceptionally big, btoad, hard and sculpted. Her hair was done in tight black cornrows, a style she had held for years. Welcome back shorty, Shawna said, rising to her full height from the worn mattress. Her ebony meat swung between her knees... But her mere presence was enough to get her cock stirring a bit.
Thread: Cell Smut-Mates (Biles & MellowYellow)

She hadn't noticed given how dark the dingy cell was. It was when she lifted her head up that she saw Shawna's white knee highs which pierced through the dark that she noticed that her cell mate was standing right in front of her. That and the strong musky perfume her dark meat was emitting. Mia finally looked up still shock by the impressive size of her muscular cock meat and her Amazonian body bulging with muscle goodness. She could never stop herself from blushing everytime Shawna would stand so close to her. Oh.. Hey there Shawna she replied just like a timid little virgin lamb. Looking down slightly, Mia watched as the plump fattened glans push itself slowly out from the thick dark lips of her foreskin. As she watched the ebony become aroused, Mia herself was becoming aroused just as well. While she was capable of growing an impressive erection, it was nowhere near the size of Shawna's pride. I aah take it you want me to feed your pet? she asked slowly raising her hands and caressing the firm muscular skin around Shawna's inner thighs and feeling the humid warmth of her body heat radiate out from her nether regions.