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Thread: Nathalie's Halloween Party (Celebstars & voodooalex)

Nathalie enjoyed the kiss, it was a thrill to make out with someone else other than her husband. Especially since she was married also. Her tongue licked his inside his mouth before she retreated, only for him to follow and repeat the feat inside her own. Feeling his hand trace up her thigh it did reach up to her bare skin, the light brown making his white skin stand out. You better enjoy the night very much, not every one gets lucky with me she teased back at the man as he took her hand. Standing up on to her heels, she still wasn't as tall as him as he towered over her. The last time? It would have been a few years ago she admitted to him. Pulling some of her straightened hair behind her ear, she kissed him again as he pulled her. Her lips pressed against his and another make out session was to begin before she ended it quickly. Where are you going to take me then? What plans do you have for me?
Thread: Nathalie's Halloween Party (Celebstars & voodooalex)

The older man smiled teasingly at the young, sexy wife. Oh, like a good ogre, I am going to take you back to my swamp and then I am going to show this sexy witch, what you get into when you mess with a horny, old ogre. He kissed her again and then guided her to a staircase in the far corner of the central club room. It lead upstairs where several spacious rooms with connected bathrooms were available to the club members. Rob took Nathalie into room 7 at the far end of the upper level. Naturally the room was dominated by a large king size bed, which was placed in the center of the room. On the bedside table there were a range of lotions, oil, condoms, and tissues. The connected bathroom was equipped with a shower and a huge bathtub. The lights were dimmed and gave the room a cosy atmosphere. Once inside the room, Rob pulled the young wife into his arms and kissed her again passionately. His hands slowly travelled over her body, exploring her well formed body through her costume. When he broke the kiss, he looked again at her with a strong desire in his eyes. You never told me your name, sexy. How may I call you?
Thread: Nathalie's Halloween Party (Celebstars & voodooalex)

Oh a swamp? That sounds..dirty.. she laughed, seeing the pun. Feeling the peck on her lips, she pouted and made it linger before he pulled her away and then pulled her hand. Walking behind him, Nathalie took the staircase, lifting each leg on to each step before she was on the landing above. Seeing many rooms either side, she glimpsed at a couple who had just shut the door. It made her wonder how many people were having sex in each room. Once inside, the bedroom was very big, bigger than her own. It was the size of a living room and the bed could easily have been two sofa's wide. Against the wall in the middle of the room, it had a canopy above, with cotton nets hanging down, hiding the recipients inside. The lights were dim, bringing the room to an orange type glow which matched atmosphere of the evening. I'm Nathalie she said, closing her eyes, pouting those dark purple lips once more and kissing him. I like how you roam your hands all over, you like my curves? the girl asked, the corset she wore making her hips and ass stand out more.
Thread: Nathalie's Halloween Party (Celebstars & voodooalex)

Rob was for a short moment surprised when he heard the young wifes name. His daughter had been christened by the same name and had been married as well for about a year. However, he deeply believed that her and his son in law would never join a swinger club. His daughter was way too uptight for that and had a lot to loose, since she was damn famous by now. So the older man pushed that thought aside and focused again on the beautiful woman in front of him. He placed his big hands on her perfectly formed hips and slowly moved them upwards. The corset gave the young wife a very small waistline, but Rob was sure that even without the constraining garment her body would look outstanding. Oh, Nathalie, you look gorgeous and your curves feel great. You have no idea how lucky you make me by being here with me. His hands moved further upward until they reached the young womans upper body. Her breasts are pushed up by the corset, which gave her an impressive, beautiful cleavage. Robs hands moved over her soft orbs but continued further up and slipped under the robe or Nathalies witch costume. The hands pushed the black cover over her shoulder and down her arms. Why dont you let me take a better look at your sweet body, then I can give you a much better assessment of your perfect curves. He smiled teasingly at her and gave her robe a last push.
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Thread: A journal for my crazy vivid dreams and random thoughts and stuffs

So...night mare I had last night......Was creepy to say the least. there was this dead dear in the front yard that was decomposing, and something evil in our house, it was so bad the neighbor would get sick whenever she came over. And so we're all outside the house, and I'm sitting on this bench and these dead birds keep falling from the tree and bouncing off my shoulder, and for some reason people are needing to get into the house but if they don't get out fast enough they get possessed or turn into zombies or something, and the people i was with were beginning to change and i was freaked out so I asked them if i could slit my wrists and bleed out before either they hurt me or i changed
Thread: A journal for my crazy vivid dreams and random thoughts and stuffs

So I had a dream the other day that I was marrying a woman. And it was all good until I got out to where all the guests were and realized my mom was there and then I started panicking because I know how she feels about lesbiansgays. I also wasnt actually into women in the dream this woman just happened to be my soul mate or something. I dont know. So then it kinda skips around a bit and Im talking to guests and me and my guy friend go off to get something as this group of men in ski masks come in looking for something and holding everyone hostage. So I end up following a guest up to his room and asking to come in and hide and hes acting all sketchy about remembering his locks password, turns out he had taken the identity of a wedding guest and was actually working with the masked men, so I ended up kidnapped. And this guy was trying to have sex with me and when I refused he was going to torture me, so I started crying and freaking out and he ended up using toys on me...it was a very fucked up situation....
Thread: Survivors of New York City..Closed for Niah and myself

Scott once heard that these things could not walk up the stairs, so here he was running up the stairs with lungs burning and with each step he took, the more he thought he was going to puke. Damn I need to get back into shape if Im going to survive by running away from these things. he muttered half out of breath to himself. He continuously looked over his shoulder if fear that the rumor was just that a rumor, but as for the moment the rumor held true, which by all means was fine with him. He toppled the last flight of stairs, which was a blessing in itself, but also what pleased him was that there was no walkers, at least where he has come to a stop. Bent over, hands upon his knees, he took a few huge inhales of air and slowly released it. Letting his fatigue to slowly falter away. At this moment he envied all those track and field stars, for right now they would have it made. Rolling his shoulders and shaking his legs out, he slowly stood up and walked over to the door. Slowly opening it. The room was a large computer office type with all those particle walled cubicles. Must be some sort of telemarketing company. He chuckled to himself, then shaking his head in dismay, Like it really fucking matters what type of company it was. The only thing mattered was that there was no walkers or thugs in his immediate vicinity. He stepped into the large room and lowered himself down so he could listen for any of those weird noises that those walkers make or some loud mouth thug talking shit as they all do. Upon nothing reaching his strained hearing, he slowly stood back up and walked down the far left side of the room. Looking in each of the cubicles for anything that could come in handy, nothing he muttered to himself, then once again chuckled at himself, he was in a fucking computer company what the hell would they have to help with the world being full of man eating zombies! He continued to make his way down until he came to another hallway that lead down to private offices. Still nothing he could use but there could be a comfortable sofa that he could use to get a good nights sleep. That sounded good to him so he slowly started to check each room looking for one that had a sofa in it.
Thread: Survivors of New York City..Closed for Niah and myself

There was nothing more unnerving than deathly silence, especially when you thought that your life might hang in the balance. Alesha's heartbeat was racing and her ears were being overwhelmed by the sound of rapid blood pumping through them. She attempted to steady herself, not wanting to become so consumed with worry that she'd accidentally do something to give herself away. She concentrated her listening, doing her best to try and hear what might be occurring in the other rooms. It was all so very quiet, but every now and again she thought that she could hear footsteps, shuffling and the sound of doors being opened and closed. However even those noises were quite soft, which wasn't like the actions of the gang members. They were the type that would trash a building from top to bottom, screaming and swearing as they went along, taking glee in the destruction that they left behind. However Alesha still did not move, it was better to be safe than sorry. There was an ever so small gap in the door of the cupboard. Allowing her to see out as she waited patiently for a sign that she was safe. After several minutes her body became tense as a man entered the room. He appeared to be unarmed but looks could be deceiving. For all she knew he could have a gun or knife hidden about his person. He also appeared to be alone, there was no one with him as he walked through the door and she couldn't hear any more movement from around the building. Was he with the gang? Were the rest of them waiting outside whilst he scoped the place out? It was an unusual approach for them, but maybe they were trying new tactics in order to find fresh victims? So far Alesha was successfully managing to stay out of sight. However as she waited and prayed for the man to leave, she began to hear a creaking noise. She looked up in horror to see that the shelf of the cupboard was beginning to slip. 'No, no, no, no, no' she thought to herself. However there was nothing that she could do! All of a sudden old files and boxes came tumbling down, crashing against the cupboard door and flinging it right open. Alesha stood there in shock, staring at the man. She gripped hold of her bat tightly and thrust it out in front of her. St... st... stay back! She said to him, attempting to sound assertive as her eyes darted to the door, yearning to escape.
Thread: Survivors of New York City..Closed for Niah and myself

Scotts Oh Fuck! corresponded with him almost jumping out of his skin when this crazy lady popped out of a storage cabinet holding a bat at him. Im not a walker! No shit Sherlock she can see that, thats not what she is holding a bat at you for moron!, Im not a timber wolf! he instantly shot out after the little voice bashing he took. Sometimes he wished he would stop talking to himself, for he was always mean to himself, it was like that tv show called the odd couple between them. His eyes locked onto the woman, Look He lifted his shit to revel his waistline.. See no weapons. He kept his hands up. Im just looking for a place to sleep for the night. There is a small horde of walkers at the bottom of the stairs. He offered all the information he could thank of to this woman. He did take note that she looked rather well, she must have had luck in finding enough food for herself. She seemed alert and fluid in her moments which was a good sign. Now all he had to do was get her talking and maybe she will calm down so he can calm down My name is Scott. Ive been on my own since the out break. How about you? he hoped she was as civilized as she appears..
Thread: Survivors of New York City..Closed for Niah and myself

Alesha began to step gingerly towards the door, making sure to keep an eye out for any sudden movements from the male. He seemed extremely shocked by her sudden arrival. She watched as he began to try and explain himself, his hands up in the air as a sign that he had no intention of hurting her. Her face still held an expression of doubt and suspicion though. If the last six months had taught her something, it was that you couldn't trust anyone. Alesha kept her gaze on him as he began to lift his clothes, showing that he was indeed unarmed. She peered around him slightly, trying to get a good look to ensure that he wasn't hiding anything down the back of his trousers. His hands didn't move other than that and he simply continued to keep on talking. The woman took a few more steps away from him. Although to a degree, it was a good thing that he didn't have any weapons. The whole concept seemed suspicious to her. Who walked around in this day and age unarmed? With walkers and timber wolves around every corner?! How had this man survived this long without any way of defending himself? Unless it was all a trick and he didn't need weapons because he had back up? You might not be armed... but that doesn't mean I can trust you. Her piercing gray eyes attempted to read his face. He seemed genuine, scared and alone like herself. He explained why he had ran in here and then attempted to get to know her, by asking for her name and seeing if she was all alone. However Alesha found herself unable to answer, her face stuck in a look of horror. She almost hadn't heard his last sentence, as the words from his previous one were still ringing in her ears. The reason why he had run up here! Did the walkers see you?! Alesha asked in a panicked voice.
Thread: Survivors of New York City..Closed for Niah and myself

Scott watched the gray-orbed woman stare at him as if he was the antichrist himself. Her slowly movements toward the door told him that the only thing she wanted was to get away from here and him. He had no problem with that. So he allowed her to move toward the door as he moved in the opposite direction heading toward where she once stood. Hell, all he wanted was to find a damn sofa to sleep on, not some bat wielding manic who is just asking for trouble when you greet people with weapons at the ready. Hell, how did he know that she wasnt with the timber wolves, playing the me so scared female to try and draw him or if he wasnt alone his friends to an ambush point. Hell as she looked, she could show some skin and have followers to go wherever she wanted, maybe that would be her next move if this doesnt work. When she spoke of trust, Hell who said I trust you. You could be playing a bimbo to lure me to an ambush point for the timber wolves. So just go there is the door. I wouldnt take the south stairwell, that is where the horde is. He waves his hand toward the go.. Go, I would like to get on with my life instead of doing the two step with you. He leaned up against the wall, rising his foot up to take some much needed pressure off of it. When the look of horror locked upon her face and she fell silent for what seemed hours, Scott pushed himself off the wall and looked at her, Hey are you okay? Then her eyes looked up to his and asked a rather chilly toned question. He looked confused for a moment. Yeah, but they cant climb stairs. He said smiling as if he was the man whom held all the answers. So we are safe, well I guess you are for your holding the damn bat. His hands pointing at it then dropping to his side. Look, its getting late and I really want to find a sofa to get some rest. So if you dont mind. SHOOO he gestured toward the door again
Thread: Survivors of New York City..Closed for Niah and myself

Alesha watched as suddenly, like a switch Scott turned from being a cautious, concerned, fellow survivor who was attempting to allay her fears. Into a cocky, rude, know it all who decided to begin calling her a bimbo. Did this guy have split personality disorder or something? It seemed that his annoyance may have stemmed from her not co-operating in the way that he would have liked. Was he really going to get his panties in a twist, over her not instantly trusting him after only speaking for barely thirty seconds? This guy had issues, ones that she didn't have time to deal with right now. So she chose to ignore all of his illogical comments. Such as how she might have been here to lure him to the timber wolves. Yeah great theory, except that she was here first. She didn't come looking for him, he had stumbled onto her. Speaking of being here first, he then basically began demanding that she leave. Right, cause by walking on in here it meant that he automatically owned the place now, not. She allowed him to finish his ridiculous rant, before simply continuing to stand there, dumbfounded. Are you touched in the head? She asked bluntly. So much bull crap had emitted from his mouth, that she wasn't sure where to start. So maybe it was best to just stick with the one thing that actually mattered. That particular sentence which had the ability of putting both of their lives in danger. Walkers can't climb stairs? Where the hell did you dig up that pile of crap from? Of course they can climb bloody stairs! Then right on cue, as if they had been waiting for the perfect introduction, a crashing noise sounded from the bottom of the stairwell. Alesha's head whipped around to face the noise, before glancing back to Scott. All of the colour seemed to disappear from her face, she was clearly scared. Without hesitation, she ran for the door and began sprinting down the hall. The stairwell was like a cave, providing the perfect echo for whatever noise occurred within it. The snarls, grunts and groans made it perfectly clear it was walkers coming up those steps, not timber wolves. Damn it! Alesha began to panic, her brain going at a million miles per hour instead of letting her focus on just one thing. Finally it hit her! Fire escape! She turned back around and as she ran past the door of the room that Scott was in, she stopped. You still planning on staying? Alesha asked, before continuing on to find which window the fire escape came up to.
Thread: Survivors of New York City..Closed for Niah and myself

Scott laughed out when she asked if he was touched in the head. His intentions of making her relax by being stupid had the wrong result. He sighed lightly with a shaking of his head in a nope fashion. Just trying to get you out of here expression was on his face. He did, however, straightened up and became himself when she told him that they can. What? he asked in a completely different tone, I have seen them attempt to climb stairs but didnt for they lost their balance and fell so I assumed that they couldnt. He kept his voice down for he wasnt sure anymore and didnt want to attract anymore attention as he heard the same noise as she did coming from the stairwell. His eyes going wide, Fuck me, and I thought I was safe for the night up here! he shot a look at the woman only to see that she was looking at him with a pale look on her face. Im sorry I . She was gone.. Well hell! he looked around the room for anything that he could use as a weapon, but there wasnt anything that would have been proper, then he remembered that there had to be a fire extinguisher near one of the exits. They always had axes, he just had to get to one before those things got up here on this level. He moved to the door and looked to his left she wasnt that way, and by the time he turned to the right she was in his face asking him if he was staying. Hell no! Scott shot back as he followed her. Hey have you seen a fire extinguisher station anywhere near by? he asked as he was following the woman down the hallway. Her frantic search for something as she looked out multiple windows. What are you looking for? he asked somewhat lost. We could always use the cargo elevator that the delivery men use to bring up supplies. He added to the wind as she was off again and he was following her
Thread: A Dance with Fey

Hey guys, I've thought long and hard about if I want to share my life with you and decided I would. I'm not sure if I'll keep this as some sort of blog yet, but I do want people to know my history. I've met a lot of nice people already and I would like them to get to know me. --- I'm 22 years old, I'm from The Netherlands, I have two cats and when I'm not here, it's likely that I'm playing League of Legends. In my early teens I loved writing, from the age of 12 till I was 16 I wrote daily and I think I was fairly good at it. Then I started partying, meeting the wrong kind of people and meeting my first love, cocaine. I've been addicted for at least 5 years and with the help of my older brother gotten out of that life. Every now and then I still have a fall back, but I'm certain I'll be clean soon enough. The first thing you need to do when you're getting into a clean life is getting a hobby, this is why I signed up for this site. I honestly didn't expect this to be such fun, but I've met lovely people and even started my first roleplay. Wich I also didn't expect to be this hot. I know my English isn't nearly perfect yet, but I'm working on that really hard. Also I'm working on improving my roleplaying. Questions are welcome, both in messages and in comments I'll be happy to answer them. c