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Thread: Metal Resistance [brenda brunette and Sigr]

Moa! Moa! Moa! the crowd started to chant as soon as she stepped forth, showing courage and waving to the audience. The youngest one is the boldest! NoNo cheered. It's courage or lack of experience? the host wondered, walking in front of the audience. Red or black, little Moa? NoNo asked as the girl doubted what tank to pick. In the end she decided for the red one, walking the steps without a doubt after posing for a moment. The view from up top didn't help at all, even if she could see not only her tank but the black one as well, since there was a fine sheet of rice paper covering the top. That way there was no way of seeing what kind of water the tank had, and the paper would easily shred and disintegrate when she hopped in Go Moa, go! Go Moa, go! Go Moa, go! the audience changed their chant, while NoNo clapped at the beat.
Thread: Metal Resistance [brenda brunette and Sigr]

Moa took a deep breath. She had faced greater dangers than this. Heck, riding with Yui flying the Kitsune had been more risky. As Su and Yui took up the chant, Moa jumped, plunging feet first through the rice paper and into the tank below. Su, Yui, and the rest of the audience were cheering and clapping before any of them knew which tank Moa had chosen.
Thread: Metal Resistance [brenda brunette and Sigr]

The water was very very hot, the splashing being so sudden that one would thought that it was scalding hot, but in reality it wasn't hotter than the hottest one on a public bath. Of course, many people couldn't even handle that, and even less getting into it all of a sudden, so it all depended on how Moa handled the heat. Besides the temperature, the water had a comfortable feel to it, relaxing beyond what the temperature could achieve and feeling that good was certainly odd in the hectic environment of the show. What would it be? Hot or cold? How much can Moa last? NoNo's voice sounded clear and excited outside, but it came in muffled and distant into the water tank. Indicated by strings of led lights, Moa could see steps inside the tank that could guide her out once she couldn't stand the heat and the strange but pleasurable sensation anymore.
Thread: Metal Resistance [brenda brunette and Sigr]

Sigr said The water was very very hot, the splashing being so sudden that one would thought that it was scalding hot, but in reality it wasn't hotter than the hottest one on a public bath. Of course, many people couldn't even handle that, and even less getting into it all of a sudden, so it all depended on how Moa handled the heat. Besides the temperature, the water had a comfortable feel to it, relaxing beyond what the temperature could achieve and feeling that good was certainly odd in the hectic environment of the show. What would it be? Hot or cold? How much can Moa last? NoNo's voice sounded clear and excited outside, but it came in muffled and distant into the water tank. Indicated by strings of led lights, Moa could see steps inside the tank that could guide her out once she couldn't stand the heat and the strange but pleasurable sensation anymore. Click to expand... Outside the tank the audience began counting seconds. One! Two! Three! Four! Su and Yui joined in excitedly. Five! Six! Seven! Inside the tank, Moa held her breath and tried to endure the hot water. The sounds of the counting were muffled, and it was only by keeping track of them that she knew how long she had been inside. She knew people on the show sometimes felt like they had been in for a full minute when it was only about fifteen seconds. She had been hoping for cold. If anything. She felt Yui would be better suited to the hot water, but that was just a guess. For a brief moment, she had a feeling this wasn't water at all. As quickly as the thought came to her, it left. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Moa counted along with the muffled cries from the tank. She had a funny thought suppose they had brought their bracelets? She could have teleported aboard the Kitsune and waited as long as she wanted in comfort. Teleport back into the tank and no one would be the wiser. She could even have surprised them by emerging from the other tank! That would have been funny. Finally, she couldn't stand anymore. She quickly swam to the lighted steps and climbed out of the tank, her head breaking the surface of the water. The crowd cheered, Su and Yui clapped excitedly. A mist of steam rose from Moa's body as she climbed down from the tank. She was met by a stagehand who gave her a towel.
Thread: Aliens and Monsters and Anthros, oh my! [F for M or Fu]

Updated formatting, added new pairings to Harry Potter, and two new plots.
Thread: The Wicked Web (MimxSierra-117)

RE Don't Stand So Close To Me MimxSierra-117 James kept his eyes on the board, fully aware that one student in the class had her eyes fixed on him. He ran his hand through his short, jet black hair that was interspersed with some grey, before it fell alone his strong cheek bone to his neatly trimmed beard, scratching it slightly. Feeling the eyes in the back of his head was definitely distracting, especially after what he had seen a while ago. Mara had always seemed like a very good, innocent, shy student. The way James had seen her bobbing her head up and down along David's cock still didn't sit right with him, for a lot of ways. He finally turned around and his grey eyes met his dark ones before he saw her blush and put her head down to take more notes. He continued to draw structures on the board before looking back at the class, asking them questions. His eyes often went to Mara. He couldn't deny that what he had seen had shocked him, but it had oddly turned him on a little bit too. His fingers went to fidget with the wedding band he had, thinking of his wife and feeling a little ashamed for it turning him on so much. He shouldn't be feeling that way with his Aoife at home, as well as the fact that having those kinds of thoughts about a student was taboo. But he hadn't been able to shake it, at least not yet.... James shook his head and shifted the glasses on his nose up as he continued to talk about bond angles and the different shapes of molecules. The bell went and he heard the packing behind him. Alright, leave your lab reports from last week on your desk, I should have them corrected soon. Also, do questions 14-19 on page 121 of the textbook please. And for the love of God don't forget about the test next week, it's worth 5 of your grade for the year! he said, unable to not steal glances at Mara as she left. She had sometimes had her top low, giving him ample view of her cleavage and her legs spread with a short skirt, making him wonder what was beneath it. Once again, he shook his head, clearing his mind. That's when he saw her book. He went over and grabbed it Mara, you forget your.... his voice trailed off as he saw pictures falling out of the front of it. He grabbed them and immediately suppressed a gasp as he saw what they were. He had to wonder no longer, her naked body on show in some of them, the pictures quite detailed. He felt himself getting excited, an erection brewing in his chinos, trying to hide it as he went behind his desk, seeing Mara come back. He looked at her, trying to keep his expression stern. Now, I know we didn't talk about the whole David DiMarco situation, but you can do so much better he said, before putting the photos back into her book. Don't be doing things like this, you have a bright future ahead of you. Besides he said, with a warm smile You can do a lot better than him.
Thread: The Wicked Web (MimxSierra-117)

Damn! He wasn't supposed to find them until she'd left! Swallowing her frustration Mara turned and walked back to his desk with a smile on her face and a sway in her hips. She didn't miss the telltale bulge of his erection before he hid behind his desk. When he put the photos back in her book she did her best to look devastated and embarrassed. Mr. O'Rourke handed her book back to her and she pulled her lips into a half-hearted smile and held it against her chest, scuffing her toe against the linoleum. The fact that he was judging her relationships by how good the boy was for her was a good sign. Y-yeah... Mara stammered, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear and looking down, forcing herself to flush red. I um...about that...h-he... She took a deep breath and looked up at Mr. O'Rouke, tears glistening in her eyes. We dated for a while. Nothing ever happened--I never let it--but I let him take those pictures and keep them. But we broke up and he said he'd photocopy them and put them up all over school if I didn't...didn't...well, you know. She looked down again and rubbed the fake tears out of her eyes. So I did and he gave me the pictures back. This was all a lie, of course. She and David DiMarco had hooked up at a party freshman year and had dated for a month or two before deciding they couldn't stand each other. Still, whenever either of them were in a rare dry spell or just wanted to get off they would sneak off to the gym or behind the bleachers when the weather was nice. Mara truly didn't care if David got in trouble for the lie she'd just told, but she didn't want to fuck things up in case he had some sort of proof that she was lying. Please don't tell anyone! she added hastily. I just want it to be over and to never talk to him again. Mara twisted a lock of long, dark hair nervously. Um...Mr. O'Rourke? Could you ah...could you do me a favor and burn these? She handed the Polaroids back to him with a faint smile. My mom looks through my backpack when I come home, make sure I've got all my books and stuff because as you can see I'm forgetful. I just don't want her to find these. Mara's smile widened and without waiting for a proper answer she bounced once on her toes and slung her backback over her shoulder. Thanks Mr. O, you're the best! With a flip of her hair and the lingering smell of honeysuckle and vanilla Mara was gone, leaving James in possession of the pictures of his half-naked student.
Thread: The Wicked Web (MimxSierra-117)

RE Don't Stand So Close To Me MimxSierra-117 James had seen the look of embarrassment on her face. He didn't blame her, he would hate to have his female teachers seeing pictures of him naked when he was in school. He noticed that Mara was trying to look like she was smiling, meaning she most likely hadn't seen his erection. He looked at her as she explained what happened, seeing how red she was, the tears welling in her eyes. He was disgusted at how David had acted. He looked at her, resting his elbows on the table and inter-locking his fingers, resting his chin on them. Well, if that's the case, we can escalate this. He said softly, wanting her to feel as relaxed and unashamed as possible. It wasn't her fault her creep of an ex had taken the pictures. James leaned back as she explained that she didn't want him to tell anyone. He sighed, knowing that there was nothing more he could do. He didn't want to humiliate Mara by bringing it further, knowing that the principal and board of management would have to see the photos. He knew he had a soft spot for the girl in front of him. Not just because she was attractive and he had seen her expertly work a cock in front of him, which she could bring up if he took it further, but because she was a bright, kind student. James just smiled at her sympathetically and nodded. Of course, I won't say a word to anyone if you don't want me to. But don't let this happen again, you don't want to be forced into something you don't want to do Mara. You're too nice a person for that sort of thing to happen James was surprised when she handed him the Polaroids. Especially as she handed them to him face up. He could see everything again, his member twitching inside his pants as he struggled not to gasp or let it look like it had affected him, turned him on a bit. He just took them from her and nodded, smiling at her. Well, good thing your Mom does that, I wouldn't want one of my star pupils getting detention for forgetting to do her homework or revise for her test James said with a wink. See ya next class Mara, have a good day he said, smiling, getting her scent as he looked back down at the photos. He took the lighter from his pocket before staring at the photos again. She looked so good, so hot. He imagined what it would be like to be David, having Mara slide her lips up and down his shaft, moaning around it and swallowing his load.... He grabbed his backpack and slid the pictures into the front of it, a little ashamed of himself for doing so. But, as long as no-one found them and he wasn't doing anything with her, he thought it was fine. He waited for his erection to subside, in case anyone came into the class, and went around picking up the lab reports, tutting at seeing some of them were barely completed and smiling as he saw a lot of them were done, with some already looking like A material.
Thread: The Wicked Web (MimxSierra-117)

The week passed slowly for Mara. She had difficulty getting Mr. O'Rourke off of her mind, and really she was a bit surprised at that. Men didn't typically have that effect on her, though she had it on them. She was anxious to try something else, to give him just another little sneak peek...but she would have to wait. Mara always had loved a challenge, especially when it came to older men, but she'd never tried seducing a teacher before. Two therapists, a doctor, her minister, a friend's rabbi, and a former boyfriend's dad--all middle aged men bored with their marriages and looking to feel young again--had all fallen for her far too easily and had bored her quickly and besides, she didn't see them every day. Boys her own age bored her even more quickly but were easier to get for quickies, and college boys though equally boring were always up for something a bit kinkier. One guy in the Delta Phi fraternity had once paid her to crush his hand with a stiletto and whip him with a belt buckle side out and she'd been surprised at how much she'd liked it every few months he called her, complaining of not being able to find another girl like her, and she'd go over and do it again for fifty bucks an hour. But a teacher though...a teacher was someone she saw every day, someone who would have to hide it every single day even after class, someone with whom breaking taboos would be even riskier and therefore more fun. And if he fought her, fought his attraction to her...well, so much the better. Most of the rest of the week passed almost without incident. A time or two, Mara had dropped her pencil on the way to sharpen it and had bent over to pick it up, but it was nothing that could be considered out of the ordinary. The rest of the week also passed similarly as it had on Monday dreary, cold, and rainy. Friday afternoon found a particularly chilly mid-November downpour and it was a good thing she didn't mind the cold. Mara stayed after school and waited until Mr. O'Rouke appeared to be packing up to go home for the night and she ran to the unsheltered bus stop through the rain. She knew she'd missed her bus and although she had a collapsible umbrella she decided to stand there in just a jacket and a thin white shirt. Her bra was stuffed into her backpack with the umbrella. Mara made sure to look as cold and miserable as possible when Mr. O'Rouke's car began its approach.
Thread: The Wicked Web (MimxSierra-117)

James had to take his mind off the pictures somehow, off being attracted to his student somehow. When he had gone home that day, he had dragged his wife, Aoife, to bed and made love to her. More passionate, kinky love than he had in sometime. She had joked, saying that whatever had gotten into him was great and he should try it more often. He chuckled, trying to keep the shame he felt for being attracted to a student at bay. Each of the three times during the week he had looked at the photos, he had done the same thing with her, both of them being hot, sweaty, sticky messes after. It was good, sure, the photos got him going but he loved his wife. He loved being with her and everything about her and hearing her moan his name as she came around his cock and seeing her sucking him off and swallowing his load made him forget all about the pictures and Mara. He had enjoyed it. The classes with Mara in it had gone pretty well. Sure, she had dropped something a few times and bent over but he ignored it. He had managed to teach well and as the week drew to a close, he was less focused on Mara and more focused on the rest of the class. Having sex with his wife had helped him lots. As the week came to a close he stayed in late to ensure that he had everything done before running to his car and getting in. As he started to leave, he saw Mara in the cold, the rain pelting down and soaking her. He was tempted not to stop, to keep going so that he wouldn't be tempted. But he couldn't help it, he had to pull over, that was the way he was. He pulled up and lowered the window of the passenger door, leaning over in the seat. Hey Mara, it's soaking outside. Do you need a lift home?
Thread: The Wicked Web (MimxSierra-117)

Mara bounced on her toes, trying to keep warm as she waited for him. What was the hold up? Had he decided to just jack it in the car or something? Finally Mr. O'Rourke pulled up and leaned over to roll down the window. As expected he offered a ride and she smiled in relief. Thank you so much, Mr. O! Without hesitation she climbed in, setting her bookbag between her feet. This forced her knees apart, causing her skirt to ride up. I got caught up with some friends after class and I think I missed the last bus. I wasn't looking forward to walking six miles in this mess! She laughed as she reached back and pulled on her seatbelt. The strap rested between her full, round breasts, making them more pronounced. Her white shirt had been made almost transparent by the rain, making the hard, dark nipples pressing against the fabric rather visible. I live on Eucalyptus, so if you turn left up here... The way Mara took him to her house wasn't the most expedient route. It was full of pot holes and frost heaves, and as they went over the rough road her generous breasts jiggled gently. Each time James looked over he would see her wet skirt had ridden up just a little higher, exposing a wider and wider gap between her knee high socks and the hem of her skirt to reveal her smooth, toned thighs. Every now and then she made a half-hearted attempt at plucking down the hem but never succeeded, pretending that the wool was sticking to much to her thighs. Finally they arrived at a quaint little split-level bungalow and Mara began digging through her backpack. Dammit! she hissed. I forgot my key. I was running late this morning and ran out without half my stuff. My step dad just left for work and my mom won't be home for another hour or so. Could you please wait for me, see if the spare key is there? Without giving him time to answer she slid out of the car and ran to the house, leaving her backpack behind so he had no choice but to wait. Frank was home and would have fallen asleep on the couch by now, and her mom should be home in about twenty minutes. Mara bent over to look under the corner of the mat. The spare was right where it was supposed to be, just as her own key was nestled safely in her backpack with her umbrella and her bra. She motioned to Mr. O'Rourke in the car, then ran around to the back. Mara loitered under the overhang near the back door for a few minutes. While she was there she grabbed up a pair of garden shears and snipped off her top button, making her already low-cut shirt look like it had lost a button. Finally she jogged back around to the driveway and got back into the car. I'm locked out, she explained breathlessly. What little drying she'd done on the way over had been undone by the deluge and her clothes clung tightly to her lithe frame. Is there a gas station or somewhere you could take me? Somewhere with a payphone where I could wait for someone to get home?
Thread: The Wicked Web (MimxSierra-117)

James smiled as she opened the car, thanking him. Well, of course, wouldn't like to make you walk home on such a horrible evening he said, looking down and noticing her skirt riding up a little bit. He felt the car warming up a bit more, or maybe it was just him. His eyes moved up and she was wearing a white top, the belt resting between them and the soaked white shirt helped him see her breasts and her hard nipples. He tried to contain his lust but his member grew hard in his pants, a slight bulge due to the way he was sitting appeared. He smiled as she mentioned her friends. Well, I am glad you were hanging out with friends but probably a bad day to do that he said with a chuckle before nodding and moving off. James listened to Mara's direction, the route seeming quite beat up, causing the car to bounce as it hit all the potholes and bumps. He looked out of the corner of his eyes as her breasts jiggled, the thoughts invading his mind of her breasts bouncing as he fucked her, him trying to push it out of his mind. He saw her shaven thighs as her skirt rode up higher and higher, her legs also parted but he saw her trying to pull it down he would look away. They pulled up to her bungalow and he smiled. That's a pretty nice house! he said with a warm smile, before seeing her rooting in her backpack and frowning. I'll wait here, wouldn't want you stuck out in the rain he said with a warm smile. James watched as she got out, seeing she left her backpack, frowning a little as he watched her heading to the door. He saw her bending over, his cock twitching in his jeans as she gestured she was going around to the pack of the house to check if that door was open. He sat in the car, thinking about her more and more, wanting to strip her and fuck her in the back of his car. Stop that, James. You know you can't do that for so many reason he thought to himself, pushing the thoughts away. He saw her coming back and as she opened the door he noticed her top was a lot more low cut than it had been before. He looked at her. Oh no! Of course, there was one a little way back up the road he said before pulling out of her driveway. James started driving, seeing she was more wet, some droplets sliding between the valley of her breasts, her cleavage more pronounced now that she had cut a button on her top. How did you cut your top? he asked, curious, blushing a little now he had mentioned it, making it obvious he realised. He looked out past the dashboard. Why is there no-one at home? Do they not know when you get off school? he asked, smiling. How are the rest of your classes going? All set for the test on Tuesday? he asked, trying to not make it obvious what he wanted. They soon came to a gas station and he pulled out a bit of change and a 5 dollar bill. There is change for the phone and also some money to get a coffee and a bite to eat for yourself. I have to fill up the car too, I'll wait until you can get in to leave he said with a smile before hopping out of the car, grabbing the nozzle and putting it in the hole for the gas, watching as she headed to the phonebooth.