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Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

Amelia's face brightened when she heard the mention of junk food. She and Pandora had been healthy eaters, leaning more towards a vegan diet back home. Home, she guessed now would be a good time for her to stop using that word when she thought back to where she had lived. This would be her home now. And these people would be her friends, family. She looked around at them and snapped out of her reverie in time to catch the bottle that Greg threw at her. She caught it against her chest, studied it for a second then held it at her side. That's okay. I don't really like beer. That was true, but not. She did like the crisp, strong and bitterish taste of it. But Amelia was lightheaded, the opposite of Pandora, who could hold her liquor a lot more than Amelia could ever try to. As she followed Greg out, she noticed he didn't seem all too inclined to follow Spark's order to show her to the pit. She was about to tell him he didn't have to when he started talking, in that unsure tone he'd used like when he'd spoken to her while she'd been crying in the shower. He held her hand and she looked at him, feeling a bit odd. She and Pandora had held hands before. She'd held hands with her dad too but this felt different. It made her feel different. Shy or nervous? It was a mixture of both. She didn't pull her hand from his but held it. So what's a 'spin the bottle'? What do you guys do? Her first idea of it made her think of singing, and somehow she felt that guess was off. Pandora smiled as she watched the two head to the pit and looked up at Mike, her shoulders lifting in a heavy shrug. I guess that's one of the reasons I decided to bring her here. He needs someone he can talk to, besides us. Now c'mon, I'm too hungry to give them anymore time alone, she said with a grin and went to Spark to help him carry out some of the food.
Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

I have to be honest Amelia, I'm not really sure what spin the bottle is. As they walked, her hair occasionally brushed up against his skin. It was light and mostly due to the unsteady terrain and cool breeze. He wasn't sure if she minded, but he said nothing about it. He had noticed her hair matched her eyes perfectly. But if I had to guess, the bottle spins and points to someone. Then you make them or ask them to do something or say something that they would not normally do. That's the best I can guess you know, Spark is very well read. He probably got the game out of one of his books, though he doesn't always say. Its just that, he and Pandora apparently have the inside scoop. He has a whole library of books in his bunker I should know, its a pain to relocate them if we have to move. He realized what he said could be unsettling. But, you don't have to worry about that right now. The government seems to be relaxing, especially as we get into the holidays. Why, I've only been here a month and we moved when I first got here. We haven't moved since we've put our digs in this place. No one seems to care about this building. He decided not to mention to her that if political circumstances don't force them, just sheer security on their part will mean they will make a scheduled move by the end of the season. She didn't need to hear that right now. He looked around people seemed to be staying in their spaces, but some of them did wander. There was an incredible freedom here to do anything you wanted, just so long as you weren't hurting someone else. There was no economy people pulled their weight together. He wasn't sure if he would call it a commune although everyone could gather for scheduled meals every day, it wasn't a requirement and people had their own private goods. Actually, privacy was a good thing. It was an unwritten rule that you respect people's privacy especially in the bathroom or when they asked you to. These people came from homes where the government said nothing was sacred, so giving people their space was probably a wise thing to do. So I can't see the memories your bracelet holds. May I ask you about it? he queried as they were the first at the pit. Drat! It was a trick first one at the pit starts the fire. Greg went right to work.
Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

At the mention of books, Amelia smiled and reflexively squeezed his hand. Most of her passions began and ended with books. She loved literature, even the boring ones she had to read while at boarding school. She liked the worlds authors created, how easily fantastical worlds were conjured by words only - and her broad imagination. She enjoyed writing too, short stories and poems. Some of them she didn't understand herself, abstract meanings that only Pandora seemed to understand. But she had stopped writing. I hope I'll get to read some of his books. The holidays... She'd almost forgotten about that. Not that the holidays meant anything to her anymore, though she and Pandora always made the most of it. But it had never really felt the same. Not without their mother. She wondered if Greg and the others celebrated it together. Did he even have a family before he came to this group? Was he here willingly - like Pandora - or just brought here - like she had been. So I can't see the memories your bracelet holds. May I ask you about it? She nodded, watching him as he worked to get the fire going. She sat on the ground, drawing her knees up and wrapping her hands around them as she watched him. We all have one. When we go to boarding school we get the bracelets. My dad had gotten one for my mom. I was closer to my mom - both Pandora and I were. She made us celebrate the holidays, even though dad didn't care much for any of it. Then things started going wrong. She and dad started arguing - I'd never seen anything like it. Families don't argue, y'know, she paused. Maybe she was naive for thinking that but parents weren't supposed to be mad at each other. At least that's not what she had been taught. Parents were to set an example and portray nothing but love towards each other.Was she naive for actually believing that? Anyway, she started acting differently. Things started changing and then government officials came asking for her and we never saw her again. She had given me her bracelet the night before. And she'd been crying. Then Amelia remembered what her mother had told her that night, She said- Oh! Good, you guys got the fire started. I knew I could count on you Greg. Pandora walked up behind them, followed by Spark and Mike. What were you guys talking about? she asked. Nothing really, Amelia replied and watches as Pandora helped Spark get the food out the bag.
Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

Pandora told Greg to be honest, with whatever your feelings. A secret? What could he give her. It almost didn't matter their eyes were interconnected, locked onto one another's. Tears began forming in his eyes as he searched his memory for just the right thing to say. I've seen a lot of bad things things that a nice lady like yourself shouldn't see. I've had a lot of sleepless nights here. Anyways, my secret is well, I cuddle my pillow at night pretending its my mom. I haven't seen her in years I hope she is okay. He frowned and looked away. He supposed he couldn't help but be morbid with his secret. Looking around, though - his experience was not at all in the minority. Some people laughed and smiled others stared at each other for a long time. Some looked real serious. Everyone was well, everyone was everyone. They didn't try to fit into a category, they were just themselves. He smiled seeing Spark and Pandora with each other. As he was looking down, he did notice the short shorts she was wearing. And the denim it was cute. All he had on were some worn out work jeans and flannel shirt that went out of style like, last century. Do you want a quick hug or something? Oops, he let the words escape his mouth. I mean, you dont have to, you know. Just sayin'.
Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

I've seen a lot of bad things things that a nice lady like yourself shouldn't see. I've had a lot of sleepless nights here. Anyways, my secret is well, I cuddle my pillow at night pretending its my mom. I haven't seen her in years I hope she is okay. Amelia looked at him and though her insides swelled with a deep sympathy for him, she didn't let it show on her face. Not many liked pity and she wasn't sure if Greg would appreciate if she showed that she felt sorry for him. Did he build himself up on pride to remain strong? Was it what he used to steel himself against possible depression and hurt? But she felt she had something in common with him. The love for their moms. She had been wondering if he'd had a family before coming here. Now she knew he had, but there were sad memories there. He was worrying for his mother's safety, but she no longer had anything to worry about. Her mother was dead. Somehow, it was easier to bear that way. If she knew that her mother was still alive, somewhere, she wouldn't be able to rest. Her mother had died in the Corrections facility. They had gotten the news by letter. Their father hadn't thought it his responsibility to tell them, that or he must have been busy with his duties to the government. He hadn't shown up for the memorial service either. She thought to tell Greg about it, in an effort to comfort him by letting him know he wasn't alone but she said nothing. What had he seen? Had he seen people die. Did the government take something from him? Amelia still didn't want to believe that the government was bad - corrupt. She wanted to ask him about what he'd seen. She wanted to know now why Pandora was pregnant and why the government would take her away if they got a hold of her. The questions came back and overwhelmed her mind. She didn't want to think about it all so hard. There was a time for everything. She'd find out in time. Do you want a quick hug or something? Her mother and Pandora had hugged her many times before. She liked hugs, there was a lot of warmth and comfort to be found. Especially in a tight embrace, she smiled and nodded at him. She didn't wait for him to open his arms, instead she pulled him close and hugged him tight and rubbed his back - the way she remembered her mom would. Your mom will be okay.I'm sure she's okay. She wasn't sure and it was wrong to try to console someone with false optimism but Amelia believed that she would be okay. She turned her head and pressed her lips to his cheek. It was an instinctive move. She hadn't been thinking and now that her action registered, she felt slightly awkward about it. She separated herself from him. Her cheeks were hot and she didn't know why. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that...
Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

I can't accept your apology 'cuz I liked it Greg said with smile, tears, and a face he suspected looked like it was on fire. But it didn't matter here was where he belonged. His family went through the motions once he tried sitting down with who the government termed was his 'sister' to have a heart to heart talk but all she was interested in was the latest shopping fads or clothing. He had suspected a society that begins entangling itself in material things would eventually be easy to break apart. That's why he liked it at Camp Kendall no one was better than another, and no one had anything worth much monetarily. It was okay the things they had and the things they were looking for was much more valuable. I think my Mom is probably fine but she works for the government now. She's one of them and I just can't understand it. He reached out for Amelia's hand again hoping she would accept it. I just know I feel safe here now, though he dared not tell her she felt safe with her. What if that sounded creepy or scared her off? Aww, isn't that sweet. Spark! Who knew exactly when he sat down among them his hair had a wild glaze to it. But his presence was warm and inviting. Sister, I think you have the right idea. You know the motto of our camp, no? Hugs and kisses. And arguments too! Spark said it as if he just discovered gold! He knew the nature of humans was to have disagreements. But he also knew there was a difference between fighting and fighting one another to the death. He knew these small exercises of solidarity at the community meetings didn't change the fact that everyone was different, everyone was unique and they had their own dreams and goals. Disagreements were bound to happen. Umm. He looked at Pandora he wasn't sure what she would think, but he would ask anyway. He turned back to Amelia and Greg and fired away Will you guys spend the night with us? It'd sure be nice to have a family again. Greg's given us plenty of room. Oh, and Mike and Kendall could come over too you know, so you can play that game with us, Amelia? Not sure if he was convincing her, Spark put on his best smile and put his hands together. Please? You can look through my books if you want!
Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

His mother worked for the government? Just like her dad. It was almost strange how there were some similarities they shared. She frowned, if his mother worked for the government, then it couldn't be anything good. Her dad was always detached from them, indifferent. There were times when he'd come home to them and actually be a father but then there were those days when she couldn't recognize the man who should be her father. Sometimes he acted like a stranger, and as if he had no care to be around her and Pandora. Was it the government that influenced those transitions in his behavior? Maybe she was trying too hard to turn her mind against the government. She couldn't convince herself in just one night that something she'd grown up to know as the right way, was actually wrong. She held his hand and nodded. She wasn't exactly sure if she felt safe yet, but she was happy to hear that he did. Hearing Spark's comment, she smiled shyly and pretended to be busy studying the cuticles of her nails until he sat and spoke again. Hugs, kisses and arguments? He should have only said hugs and kisses. She didn't like arguments. She felt it was something that divided people, rather than bring them together. That's why the government didn't promote it arguing was not projected as the right way. Things were always to be settled amicably, never with quarrels. Because arguments led to fights and fights would then lead to war. How then could arguing be thought of as good? She said nothing though but only nodded. Hugs and kisses. She would never argue with anyone. At least that much, she'd still hold on to from what she'd learnt in boarding school. Pandora smiled over at Spark then to Amelia. She never doubted that he'd warm up to Amelia, but it made her a lot happier that he was now inviting them in - trying to bring them closer together. It would be nice Ame', you should come. You too, Greg. You've got company now, she said with a wink, smiling at him. Amelia didn't mind, especially since Pandora was also stressing that she take up the invitation. If she had any qualms, Spark's mention of allowing her to look through his books was enough to make her agree wholeheartedly. Sure, I'd love to. Will you come, Greg?
Thread: Our Step-mom

I can play a young 18yo black stepson?
Thread: Our Step-mom

I'll play I cute 17 year old stepson, if you're ok with that.
Thread: A Mother's Love (StormWolfsong & Okabe)

Devon was told once that before she was born the doctors had told her mother and father that they were going to have a son. So, everything had been prepared for the day they would bring their son home. Dev knew that her dad hadn't been happy the day she was born otherwise he wouldn't have left her mother to raise her alone. Dev was a freak. Her dad couldn't blame the doctors, they had seen a fetus with a penis. It just happened to be on a freak of nature that would turn into what Devon was now. She was a fifteen year old, nearing her sixteenth birthday in less than a week. Her upper body was that of a teenage girl with firm rounded B cup breasts that were soon nearing C's with their dusky rose nipples. Her waist was trim, toned abs because she took care of herself even if half of her exercise was done in the privacy of the backyard. She held the secret of what she was close to her, no one outside her family knew and she wanted to keep it that way. Everyone seemed to expect her to be a party goer and outgoing because she was a natural blond but she wasn't, she was a home body mainly because she was afraid what people would do if they found out that instead of having a vag between her legs Dev currently sported at full length a ten inch cock that was nearly two inches thick when hard. So instead, she focused on her school work, spent time at home helping with house work so her mom wouldn't have to come home after a hard day and worry and then spent time drawing or painting. She didn't draw people, she created worlds or creatures from fantasy. Today was no different, she finished with her painting, cleaned up in the shower and dressed for bed. She wore a long t-shirt that fell down past her knees and that was it. She gave her cock it's only real time to breathe when she was in bed. Usually if her mom was home she'd toss on a pair of underwear and go visit with her before sleep but when she wasn't she did as she was doing tonight. She climbed into bed, turning off her lights, her radio was turned on very low to give an ambiance which always helped her sleep and she closed her eyes. At least in her dreams she could be something else, she could not be a burden on her mother or a freak. Her mother never made it feel like she was a burden, but Devon couldn't help but sometimes feel that her mom's life would be better off without her. It was why she worked so hard in school though, she wanted to get a good education so she could get a good job and she could work so her mother could just relax and enjoy life.
Thread: A Mother's Love (StormWolfsong & Okabe)

Devons condition had been a total surprise. The doctors told her parents it was a very rare one, and that the young girl should live with it. David, Devs father, left them quickly after the birth when the mother refused to give her daughter for adoption. Sylvia loved her daughter more than anything and made her main preoccupation making her happy. She raised her as a girl, and always tried to make her feel normal. Of course at first Sylvia didnt understand why she spent so much time drawing and painting, but she accepted it, thinking that that helped Dev be decontracted. Most of the time Sylvia spent her free time at home or with Devon. But tonight was special. A co-worker asked Sylvia if she could go with her in a bar. Sylvia, feeling a bit alone and wanting to win now friends, accepted. She put on her a nice black dress and went with the co-worker. There, Sylvia rediscovered what was flirting with men. At first she did not put any effort to find any, but they started coming at her and so, after years of abstinence, she entered their game. They started paying her drinks and when it was the time to go home Sylvia was drunk like she had not been since Devs birth. The car trip went nicely however, and Sylvia was home near 1 a.m. All these encounters left a trace. Sylvia was incredibly horny. She was used of sex being a rare thing for her, and so marturbated everytime she felt horny, knowing that finding a new husband was almost impossible with Devons condition. But this time it was something else. It was like her whole body was touched by fire, and that only a cock could appease her? Sylvia still having a bit of sense tried to calm down and go to bed, but that was impossible. She needed something. And it did not take much time for the mother to remember that the biggest penis she had ever seen was her daughters. Sleeping only some meters away from her. While Sylvia was putting on her nightgown trying to go to sleep the picture of the monster between Devons legs became an obsession.Her drunk mind was quick to find a excuse. Devon was young, and she needed to receive sexual education. And so she entered Devs room, wearing nothing but her blue nightgown. Devon was there, innocently in her bed. Her mother approached and remove the blanket. Here it was. It was not erect, but still it was very impressive. Sylvia did not see it often, as Devon did not walk naked. It was already big in her memories, but now it was even bigger. She put her hand on it. Sylvias body was burning. It was too long since she touched a penis. She craved it. The mothers hand started to run though the length of Devons cock. It had a nice texture. The touching quickly became a handjob, trying to give an erection to her daughter. And the more she did it, the more she wanted to make it hers, for her own pleasure. Not satisfied, she pulled back the thick foreskin and started to play with the top using her tongue. That taste...It was driving Sylvia even madder.
Thread: A Mother's Love (StormWolfsong & Okabe)

It hadn't taken very long for the fifteen year old to fall asleep and enter the peaceful land of dreams where she was a normal female and her father had stuck around treating her mother and her like royalty and giving them a loving home. In her dream as always she was encouraged in her art and her parents were happy. There was no confusion, no hurt feelings, no negativity of any kind. In her sleep, she had shifted over time, her long shirt bunching around her waist so that only her covers kept her cock from view but she knew nothing of this. Nor at first was she aware of the moment that the air brushed her cock causing it to twitch or the hand that began to touch it then stroke it. Slowly those strokes began to bring it to it's full length of fourteen inches, the three and a half inch girth not even covered by the hand circling it. And just as slowly, the touch began to draw the fifteen year old from her slumber at first she stretched, groaning and with her eyes still closed it took moments for her to discern that she wasn't imagining what she was feeling. Just as she finally realized that there really was a hand on her cock she felt the tongue and a gasp left her lips as her eyes snapped open. Looking down, she saw her mother there and exclaimed, Mom, stop... what are you doing? She tried to squirm away, using her arms to attempt to push herself up and pull herself from her mothers hot grasp and away from her tongue. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, what she was feeling? There was something in her mother's expression she had never seen before and it frightened her, Please mom, stop! It didn't matter that it felt good, it was wrong and she didn't want it!
Thread: A Mother's Love (StormWolfsong & Okabe)

Sylvia did not care about her daughters protests and forced her to stay on the bed. She was too fascinated by how big her penis was. It was bigger that anything she could imagine. The older woman stuggled to keep the top of it inside her mouth. Her body was shaking from alcohol and excitement. Once the whole shaft was soaked in her saliva, she stopped sucking it.. It will feel really good. I need it. Its been too long for me. She grind herself against the hard manhood. The hot sensation on her belly was making her go crazy. Youve got the most beautiful cock Ive ever seen. Mom is so happy. She was too excited to bear more foreplay. Sylvia removed her panties and put herself on top of the penis. She was dying from anticipation. Then she slowly went lower. She was way too tight for such a huge thing, but as she never had been that wet she finally managed to make the huge glans enter her vagina. She was invaded be pulses of pleasure though her whole body, and made sounds of intense relief. Then she started to push for the dick to complelty fill her vagina and started to move her crotch on it. Her abondant wetness was dripping on the whole lenght of the penis. Her voice interrupted by mad cries of pleasure she said Just stay still. Im having the best dick of by life.