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Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Makotos plan was working like a charm. A pretty smile and a sexy dress and she had him in the palm of her hand. But still, even as he spoke, she was talking to her teammates over the comms, making sure everything was set. If something happened, her charm would work TOO well. She'd really prefer to not sleep with the sleazeball. But, the mission always came first and she was prepared to do whatever it took to complete it, no matter what awkward position she was put in.....literally. I'd be delighted to join you. Raising her arm so he could take it and walk with her like a gentleman. As perverted as these people were, they still kept up their fancy manners. Still, she knew exactly what he was referring to with his thinly veiled innuendo. Little did either know, some poorly timed bad luck was going to lead to the greatest night of his life.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

He led the beauty away from the buzz in something of a disguised haste, disguised under a well-faked excitement to actually show her around his house, which was much like a labyrinth of corridors and doors. He wanted to have her only and only for himself and so Mr. Todokoro continued to show her this and that. A long hall entirely decorated with very valuable paintings, and another with sculptures but most importantly his collection of robotic female bodies that he had put on display like dolls. Each of them is unique in her own way, you see. He explained with a smile, gazing behind just to make sure there was no one else anywhere nearby. And when as much was certain he allowed his arm to slip and to wrap about Motoko's waist, very casually and yet rather suggestively for there were mere inches that kept his palm and her firm rear apart. A boundary he did not, yet, overstep, knowing that she could break every of his bones in a matter of minutes. Yet you, my dear, you are the most perfect I have seen so far. A work of wonder, really. I suppose I am incriminating myself as of now, making such confessions after selfishly taking you all for myself, am I not? The man said with a sleazy smile, allowing his hand to slip those few inches below Motoko's waistline and touch her rear, feigning an accident. Major, we're dealing with a situation. Batou's voice sounded over the comms. Keep Todokoro busy a while longer and whatever happens don't let him rejoin the party. Else all our plan is fucked. Where would you like us to go? Tsutomu asked after a few short moments, hoping with all his being that his advances weren't in vain.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Funny that you use that term because if I have to keep him occupied for too long, I'll be in a similar predicament. Makoto replied to Bayou with a bit of wit in regards to her own predicament. All the while, letting her target keep his arm around her waist. Not did she react when he quite clearly copped a feel of her butt. My, aren't you a flattered. If my body weren't cybernetic, I do beleive I'd be blushing right now. She replied to Tsutomo with an alluring smile. Not many of her mission required her to turn up the charm, but when she did, no man could resist her. He was clearly no exception. If anything, he had been particularly easy to get around her little finger. I'd love to visit your personal office. It'd be great to see where you do your best work. She added in response to his second question, her voice laced with the same thinly veiled innuendo he himself had used. She had also taken a subtle step towards him, putting their bodies even closer. As much as she'd rather not, she was tempting him with further contact. Looking was one thing, but actually touching her body would put him further under her control.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Any man who'd use his brains instead of his balls should've been able to figure that something was not right. Motoko practically bit the bait way easier than she should have, especially when her mission was to take care and make sure the thief was caught, not to satisfy Tsutomu's personal needs or be his escort. Yet that closeness between them, how she'd pressed herself against him, it all worked out towards further trapping him under her spell. His eyes were now trained on her almost obsessively, especially on that large, generous bosom of hers. The feel of her firm ass against his hand had fueled the fire that practically burnt in his veins and had she not suggested his personal office, he'd have sure as hell tried his luck out there, in the corridor, whether on the floor or against a wall or a cushioned couch. Oh, and I'm supposed to be the flatterer here. He responded with a chuckle as he continued walking, turning right on another corridor and taking the direction of his personal office. There was still a fair walk until there. I assure you, even my best work tends to get dull from time to time, people always say we have an easy job of just sitting on a chair and dictating how things run but they're sorely wrong. I suppose having authority and being well-known is nice however there are many downsides to it, too. It makes me need to unwind a lot. There are many ways to do so, luckily. He said, squeezing Motoko's side gently. But I shouldn't be complaining, you're Section 9, you're the ones who keep the likes of me safe and I bet that's even a more difficult job. Makes me wonder, how do you unwind? The question was obviously riddled with the same innuendos he's been playing thus far, even if it was disguised under mere small talk. The closer the two of them drew to the door to his personal office, the more excited Tsutomu became at the prospect of taking the cyborg on practically every surface of the room. Soon, they were there, and the man only needed to input a security code that allowed the door to open into a rather large room. A desk filled with paperwork was in the middle, a couch was neatly positioned facing the desk and there was a virtual fish tank on one of the walls, in addition to the large windows behind the desk that offered a beautiful view into the gardens outside.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Personally, physical activity helps me unwind. I never feel more relaxed than when I'm hot and sweaty. Matoko replied, continuing to go tit for tat with him in their back forth innuendo filled flirting. It worked wonders in keeping his focus on her but had the unfortunate effect of fanning the flames of libido. If the rest of her crew didn't hurry up, she'd have no choice but to sleep with him. But, at least that would insure his distraction for.....an extended period. When they entered his office, she finally slid from his arm, heading towards his office window. As she did, she gave a subtle twitch of her right shoulder that he wouldn't even be able to see, but what he would spot is the right strap of her dress suddenly slip down her arm a bit. This exposed her back a bit more and left her right breast just barely covered by the front of her dress , which he'd easily spot in her reflection as she stood looking out at the gardens. It's a gorgeous view. But you're well aware of that, I'm sure. She said, looking out over the gardens....or at least appearing too. She was really watching his reflection, knowing full well his gaze would surely be on her.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

She was really just putting the thoughts in his head. There could've been so many ways in which the beauty would've gotten hot and sweaty and there was only one that was on his mind. Oh, he definitely wanted to get her hot and sweaty, as hot and sweaty as he could. And it seemed as though that would actually happen, much to the excitement that threatened to send his heart into cardiac arrest. While his eyes shot towards the Major as she spoke, he noticed that subtle movement that caused the right strap of her dress to slip down her arm. Even more generously, he could see in the window how her right breast was so annoyingly close to popping out of its cover in his full view. How he wanted that. It is an... extraordinary view indeed. He said, his words referring completely to Motoko's image rather than the gardens outside. In his movement as he approached the desk, a subtle press of a hidden button caused the door to lock, and the only key to its opening was in his mind. He'd have been stupid to try and force himself onto the cyborg yet he couldn't help but approach her. She had been nothing but positive so far to his advances so there wasn't much of a reason for him not to grow even more ballsy. The tips of his fingers touched and felt the revealed skin of her back under feigned curiosity and surprise. My word, I wouldn't be able to distinguish between this and real flesh. So... perfect. I can only guess it's the best technology available, or is it limited edition and not available on the market? He asked, continuing to feel around the skin, wishing to feel more and resisting the impulse of copping a feel of her breasts.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Yes, it is quite limited. Only a special, select few get access to it. Replied Motoko, the implication quite obvious. She was trying to make him believe that she was highly selective of those she took as lovers. Only the best of men. In truth, whilst she wasn't a loose legged slut, she had had her fair share of intimate encounters, both with men and women. And if Batou and the others didn't hurry, he'd soon be added to that list. Likely sooner rather than later as he was becoming increasingly forward and daring. Notmally, she liked that in a man. It was possible she was enjoying the flirting a tad more than she let herself beleive.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Was Tsutomu among the special, select few that Motoko spoke of? By his standards, he should have been. And by how her words sounded, he indeed was, or so he believed as he bit even harder on the bait that the woman was setting up. And seeing as though she didn't seem to mind his fingers roaming her skin, he pushed the envelope further, stepping just a little closer, forgetting about the concept of personal space. He yet disguised these efforts under the innocent disguise of amazement with how well the prosthetic body imitated real flesh. I see. He said with a low tone as he allowed both his hands to gently rest on her shoulders and slowly travel down her arms, making sure to move the other strap of her dress in the process in the same way that she herself had done with the previous. And I assume it's a perfect replica of the human body in all aspects? He asked, obviously interested in what was underneath the dress and most importantly, between the cyborg's legs.
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Matoko looked at her arm, watching with a sly smile as the remaining strap of her dress was slid down her arm. Her breasts were practically bare, just a bit of lingering fabric covering her nipples. It seemed the worst case scenario was playing out as she had no choice but to keep going, regardless of what he wished to do with her.....and to her. I beleive it is but perhaps.....you'd like to perform you're own examination to make sure. She added with the best seductive tone she had, which was highly effective. As much as she wished it weren't the case, she needed to keep him occupied with her. So, she needed to insure that a simple peek wouldn't satisfy him. Thus, she put her arms around her waist, just under her breasts to keep them covered, teasing him, as she leaned forward before whispering in that supremely seductive voice..... Tonight......I'm yours....
Thread: Ghost in The Shell: Standalone Complex~me and Wraith

Tsutomu should've been thinking long and hard about whatever had given him this sudden advantage and what made the Major practically throw herself at him. It was far too easy, to the point where it was surreal, yet all he could think about was that large, stone-hard bulge that pressed against the zipper of his suit pants. It only made him throb with excitement to hear that the cyborg was his for the night and any and all suspicion were completely absent as the man only followed his desire and not cold logic. His hands were eager to feel around that marvelous body, to inspect, and so they did mindlessly starting off right from the legs, those firm outer thighs fitting in his palms perfectly. There was a huge, sleazy grin on his face as he realized that indeed, Motoko seemed to be his and as the thoughts of everything he could do that night and he could barely contain his excitement. His hands clasped behind her waist and he trapped her against himself, reaching to kiss those utterly perfect lips. It surprised him how real they felt, all to the point where he began wondering if she was really a cyborg and not just a human. She had to be, everything felt so real. And the bulge in his pants kept throbbing, threatening to break its confinements as the man started planting soft kisses upon Motoko's neck, groaning with pleasure as he pressed himself against her.
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Thread: A Different Kind of Servant ( with KaseKatty

John was up earlier then any of the servants as usual. He always made sure he set a good example and made up his bed all nice and neat. Not a crinkle anywhere in the sheets. That was the first thing in his morning routine. Next was to dress. He slipped on his uniform on a sleek white shirt pressed firm and in good condition. A black vest over that shirt with matching shoes and pants. The final touch was a pocket watch he kept in the breast pocket. Now that he was all dressed and ready to start his day. John quickly used the servant quarter kitchen to fix him a quick breakfast. A small bowl of oatmeal and some milk. Once he finished he set all the dishes aside and checked his watch. It was just ten minutes after six. Soon he would need to go wake up her highness. It had been a few months sense he was promoted to her personal butler. Most of his family would see his position as disgraceful and no place for one of their kind. Ones that use to rule over the world, but for John he felt this was honest way to live. Yet he still had a few moments of pride that comes with being a dragon, but luckily he hid his true self very well. He shook his head and snapped out of his thoughts and knew it was time to start the day. John left the servants quarters that was right next to the massive palace that caught the dawning suns rays just right the whole building seemed to shine and cast even more light that shined down on the perfectly pedicured garden and grounds of the palace. Once he came to the servants in trance he checked himself and made sure everything was right on him and when he stepped inside he greeted the guards and gathered a few things. Mainly his little notepad he used to keep track of the daily ongoing and to make notes. Soon John was walking down the hall to the Princess room. He still didnt understand why she asked for him specifically to be her personal butler, but hey he got to be close to the royal family and see their activities up close. Once he reached the door he cleared his throat causing a small puff of smoke to come forth. He sighed and swiped the smoke away before knocking firmly on the door then entering. My lady it is time to rise and start the day. We cant have the future queen lay in bed all morning. He barely paid the girl in the bed any attention as he began to draw the curtains causing the light to suddenly flood the room and almost on command to maids entered the room and began to set up her chaing area. How easy it must have been to be royalty to have people do some much for you and all you had to do was be able to get up and let them dress you. This thought made John chuckle to himself. Before checking his pocket watch again and saw it was now six-thirty. He clicked his tounge and shook his head smiling slyly. Ill guess Ill just tell his majesty that his daughter didnt feel like being seen today. So she has opted to stay in bed.
Thread: A Different Kind of Servant ( with KaseKatty

Katherine hated being a princess she hated being pampered she wanted to understand her people better. Everyone talked behind her back like she was a snobby brat yet she never acted rude. If a maid dropprled somethingnshe tried to help. If anyone of the servants messed up she tried to help them fix it. But everyone seemed to take it as her rubbing it in their face their servants. Katherine still tried her hardest to understand her people, servants, and guards. She always caused problems for John, running off to observe the guards training, trying to leave castle grounds and bothering servants work by trying to help them do chores. Katherine groaned when the curtains opened she was the opposite of a morning person it always took way too long to get her out of bed and she was always grumpy in the morning. She pulled her blanket over her face when John kept the curtains open.
Thread: Fx Female (NSFW)Climbing The Mountain (Dice Elements, Exhaustion-Focused!)

There Was Probably A Point Where This Felt Like A Mistake. Maybe it was the very moment you agreed to participate, if not outright begged to. Perhaps the first time you stripped down in front of them or maybe when they stripped next, and you began to see just how much you had ahead of you. Or maybe it was at some point in the midst of it, body burning, sticky, barely able to catch a breath as you frantically worked to keep up with mistresses who seemed intent on draining you of every bit of will you had to offer. How many more? You might have wondered, trying to wipe away some of the mess. How much longer can I even do this? Whatever that point was, whenever you wavered, you'd inevitably find yourself like all the others troubled mind dulled to a haze, filthy body used and well-worn, with no further thought to give but 'More.' So, as one can probably figure out, I'm looking for, shall we say, 'large scale' lesbian encounters, in some cases gangbangs, but outright orgies with both sides playing multiples is more than fine with me. Ideally looking for scenes that are intended to embrace the sort of chaos, exhaustion, sweat and mess that come with a group of girls with more toys and time than sense absolutely going wild on one another, in whatever scenario best suits. Specific kinks and elements can, of course, be discussed, and the specific kind of scene will likely influence them. One thing I will say is that for any asymmetric scene i.e. one where I'm playing more participants than you, a heavy emphasis will be on the idea of your thoroughly outnumbered gals getting fucked into exhausted, sticky oblivion by any and all means that can be employed. So being a writer who's able to call attention to all those delightfully messy details, vocalize their characters' pleasure and enjoyment, and essentially don't just act as entirely passive participants in the scene, are much needed. This won't go to the extremes of things like bathroom play, but to be clear, a partner who doesn't like detailing things such as sweat and squirt won't really fit well with the sort of scenes I'm looking for. Consensual scenes are my preference, dub-con and noncon-turned-con are also acceptable, though for the last one you'll probably have to come up with a scene idea that catches my interest. Types of settings are also open to discussion, ranging from modern to fantasy or even sci-fi, though I am ultimately just looking to cobble together a thin veneer of a plot to excuse and explain all the rampant lewds flying about. Various kinks can be found here on F-list, and I'm quite friendly, so feel free to reach out with any questions or offers. You can even extend ideas that don't really fit in the scope of this thread, though there's a solid chance I'll decline. Last edited Dec 11, 2023
Thread: Fx Female (NSFW)Climbing The Mountain (Dice Elements, Exhaustion-Focused!)

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Thread: Surprise, Teacher is an Alien! (Haluesen / Lilium)

Jacob Wren seemed like an average middle-age science teacher. He was tall and not necessarily fit with a bit of a gut showing, very short brown hair, and a slight sunburned look to his skin. The only thing that seemed to stand out about him was his deep green eyes even as a teacher he was pretty bland and straightforward, uninteresting. But all of this was a facade for his true goal the aims of the alien creature to study humankind and their long-term sustainability. While the students of his last class of the day worked or talked among themselves, he looked over a brown file. This was his next target. The girl was a good specimen. Young, lively, by human standards attractive, just what he needed for his tests. Now all he had to do was be able to capture her. Fortunately she was in his last class, which made it easier to plan around. He walked over to her seat and coughed to get her attention. Don't leave when the bell rings. We need to talk about your recent test results. The creature figured that would work, she was unlikely to refuse with the position of authority he took.
Thread: Surprise, Teacher is an Alien! (Haluesen / Lilium)

Scarlet Richards was an ordinary, young woman who was already in her last year of high school. She had just reached the age of eighteen years old, was already mature enough to be considered an adult even. And, whereas she was rather attractive, she wasn't that good when it came to studying. She had been struggling lately merely to pass her exams. So, when the teacher approached her and asked her to stay when the class ended, she wasn't surprised. However, her timid nature made her to start trembling, wondering what kind of things would said male want to discuss with her. She just hoped she was given the chance to improve her grades somehow. She was rather desperate. When the bell finally rang and the rest of the students had already disappeared, she timidly approached the teacher's desk. D...Did you want to talk with me, Mr. Wren?