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Thread: School of Darkness

Her bangles and jewelry jingled with each slam. Her breasts pressed against the desk. Stiff nipples almost popping out of her top with each thrust. She gasped in pain as he penetrated her cervix, invading her womb. She screamed again, her nails digging into the desk as the pain spread through her lower midsection. But he kept going, and the pleasure and pain mixed into some insane numbness. Her battered hole squeezed weekly at his member as she begged him to stop. And despite all the pain, she came, her bloody lubricants flowing, even stinging as they came out. His words etched deep in her mind as she bit her lower lip and took in his thrusts. She pulled herself up and kept her legs spread as the painful orgasm overtook her body and her cum dripped down her thighs, the drawers of her desk, and pooled on the floor.
Thread: School of Darkness

The tightening and her sounds were enough to urge him to explode inside her womb with his spunk. He pumped into her a few more times, making sure he emptied his balls inside her. He wanted to get all of it into her and their mixed fluids came out together, pooling on the floor beneath them. Rafe groaned out and slowly pulled out of her, adjusting his pants. With a snap of his fingers he returned her to normal. Her clothes were on her and unbroken, her body to it's normal proportions. The only thing that was different was that she had been fucked and she knew it. The seed still rested in her body, warm and sticky. He chuckled softly and slapped her clothed ass. I wouldn't tell anyone about this. I don't need to see you to affect you. We'll see how you behave tomorrow now that you know I can bend you...or break you. With that, he simply left the room.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Richard liked to tell people he went to the park for exercise, but that was only partly true. With his new tele-commute he actually made it to the gym three or four times a week, and he kept reasonably trim for a man in his mid-thirties. The truth was, he liked to clear his head, people-watch and sneak in a cigarette. That last part he kept from his wife. But they had been keeping stuff from each other for a while. As the afternoon sun beat down on his dark brown hair he squinted up ahead. He should have probably shed his button down shirt and work khakis for something less informal, but the habit carried over from the office. He dressed professionally to feel professional, even while working at home. Maybe tomorrow he'd go later and change into shorts. Richard chuckled to himself, finished the last of his cigarette and stubbed it into the walkway below, still looking up ahead. He had seen her before, hadn't he? He was pretty certain she lived nearby, perhaps just the next block over. Richard didn't consider himself old-fashioned, but there was something about her that made him want to tip his hat--- if he had had one. As people watching went, she was easy on the eyes. And there was no harm in watching, or so he thought.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Mrs. Olivia Kingsley sat on the bench, her hazel eyes gazed blankly forward and her finely chiseled features showed not a hint of emotion, watching the gentle ripples on the glittering lake surface, the horde of ducks on the far side of the lake, the soft rustling of the tree branches. Nature's gears turning soundlessly a beautifully serene moment. This will also be what Olivia regards as the high point of her day. When a younger Olivia had dreamed of life as a 26 year-old, she had pictured life in a big city, a fulfilling job, meeting interesting people every weekend. But as with every young girl, she had also secretly hoped for a blissfully married life, being a fashionable young mother, and being set up for the rest of her life. Now 26, that second dream, except from the part about being a young mother, came true. Only if reality had held up its part. It's not that Olivia hated her marriage to a young physician. It's the mundane life of a suburban housewife she could not stand. The endless repetitive chores, the petty worries, and the fact that she is surrounded, no, suffocated, by older neighbors. More than anything they made her feel the best years of her life are slipping away right before her own eyes. Having just celebrated their one-year anniversary last week, her well-maintained five-bedroom house already symbolized the hopelessness of her situation. That is why it is now a daily routine for her, after she finished up her chores, to drive to the park and sit and watch the lake. Just to get out of her house for a while. And soon it became an escapade she looked forward to every morning. She'd not told anyone about her own little secret hideout. A sound on the pebblestoned path caught Olivia's attention. The pretty copper-skinned brunette, dressed casually in a long sweater top, black tights, and ballet flats, turned her neck and looked up the road. A man is there, finishing up his smoke. Olivia squinted her eyes... she recognized him from a neighborhood party a few weeks back... his name started with an R... but she couldn't recall the rest. Now my memory is failing too, this place really ages people. she thought frustratingly. Then she realized she was staring, quite impolitely. She quickly smiled and turned her gaze back at the lake, noticing a fluttering kite on the horizon.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Richard smiled slightly to himself. They had both been staring, or so he thought. It was a source of pride to him, that he could still draw attention at his age, he had that kind of confident vanity. He took a quick look around him before advancing up the path towards her again. Was it Olivia? Lydia? Something like that. They had been introduced at a party where he had met about eight people for the first time, and he hadn't had a conversation with any of them since. Richard generally didn't approach people in the park, although he was civil and sometimes even charming to anyone who approached him. This was his own private time, after all. But he wanted to make an exception in this case. It was too nice a day, and she had too nice a smile. Why not? It's not as if Sarah made any time for him, with her new job in the city. He smiled as he walked up to her, holding out his hand. Hi, he said. I'm Richard. We met a few weeks ago, and I'm sorry to say I've completely forgotten your name. Best to get that awkward stuff out of the way first. Richard had learned that in more than a decade in public relations and communications.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Olivia can't help but feel a pang of excitement as she tracked the man approach her out of the corner of her eye. A girl such as herself is well acquainted with that purposeful gait, that unique glint in their eyes as men approach women. To be honest she had missed it, it must have been almost 2 years since she'd been chatted up without her husband by her side... all thanks to this little brand on her finger, she supposed. It's flattering to know she can still attract other men's attention... although Olivia is perfectly aware this could just be a courtesy call. Nevertheless she can't wait to hear what comes out of his mouth. The grating sound of the pebbles stopped. Olivia stood up, frustratingly still unable to recall the man's first or last name, so she merely smiled and offered her own hand for a handshake. Her smile had drove hundreds of boys crazy, and Olivia did it without trying the perfect set of dimples on either cheek the warm spark in her lively eyes that partly gave a sense that she'd heard the best joke ever, and partly a hint that she's about to tell you a dirty secret and the soft curve of her lips showing just a glimpse of her pearly whites in between. Her hand was dainty and felt boneless, her nails were painted a dull silver with a bracelet of matching color on her skinny wrist. As they shake hands she could feel his large hand envelop her tiny one. It's Olivia. I'm Dr. Kingsley's wife. A pause. I've gotta admit I have also forgotten your name. She let out a short, embarrassed laugh. But, whew, what a relief.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Richard chuckled a bit, her hand still in his. Well I'm sure you're much more than just Dr Kingsley's wife, Olivia, he said, holding her eyes in his gaze. Me, I'm a bit more than Mrs. Richard Mendoza. His own eyes sparkled a bit, as they usually did in the company of attractive women. His expression was inviting without being intrusive, another thing he had picked up in his years of dealing with new people on a regular basis. He was still smiling after he released her hand-- having held it perhaps a fraction longer you normally would--and as he reached for his cigarette pack. Richard jerked his chin in the direction of the water as he pulled out a stick. Nice spot you've picked here, he said. He did manage to limit himself to two a day, and wondered if she would object to his second. Perhaps her doctor husband had her living healthy. I hope you don't mind.... as he said as he indicated the pack. Then on impulse, and with a quizzical expression, he offered her a cigarette. Part of him kicked himself. Olivia was quite the looker, and the last thing he wanted to do was offend her in some way. So many people didn't smoke these days. But it was too late for that now.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Olivia studied Richard as he spoke. He is definitely not the boyish, moppy-haired type which are all the rave these days. His facial features are all sharp-angled and finely chiseled. His gaze, deep-set and piercing, displayed a quiet confidence, and the man carried himself with an old school elegance that some might deem borderline arrogant in this age. The kind of men who make women's knees weak even without trying, including Olivia's at this moment. She had no idea why she'd forget the name of someone like Richard in the first place. She politely withdrew her hand from the handshake... had she held it too long? Or was it him? Yeah. It's so peaceful, really helps me clear my mind. Olivia said in response to his comment about the scenery. She can feel a cool breeze, causing the number of ripples to multiply on the lake surface, and her hair to dance backwards across her face. Olivia instinctively held up a hand to pin down her tresses. She wondered why Richard would have the leisure to fit in a stroll at the park in the middle of a weekday, but decided that question would be too prying and shelved it for later... if she has the chance. It was then when Richard offered her a cigarette, silently. Olivia cocked her head in a girlish way and gave an abashed smile, as if to say I really shouldn't... But then he held the pack right there for a lingering moment, and, whether it was an appetite for naughtiness, or because of Richard's innate persuasiveness, Olivia's hand reached out, cat-like almost, and pulled a smoke from the pack. She placed the cigarette between her pinkish-red lips, and from the way she held it one could tell that it is not her first time. In any case, her husband won't be pleased.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Richard's smile grew slightly wider when Olivia accepted the cigarette. So, she was probably a closet smoker too. The world around him, already pleasant, became just a little bit more beautiful. How much else did they have in common? He hoped he could find out. He whipped out a gold lighter, lit her cigarette first, then his. He took a puff and looked out over the lake again, taking in the scenery once more before turning back to Olivia. It might be nice, he thought, to spend more of the afternoon in her company. And not just because of the way she looked. You had the feeling that she was also playing a kind of hooky, like him. My wife doesn't know I take walks so I can smoke, he said, smiling ruefully at her. I mean, there are other reasons I take walks-- and here he gave her entire form an appreciative glance-- but it's mostly because I want to smoke. He chuckled and shook his head, then touched her eyes with his as he took another puff. Sorry to be a bad influence. Not going to get you in trouble, am I?
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Olivia took her first drag of tobacco smoke in years... the first since her college days in fact. Her throat took some time to get re-adjusted with the hot and thick smell of nicotine and it caused her originally pale face to blush for a passing moment, and her lips pursed as she tried to hold back a cough. There was strange feeling of liberation as she exhaled and seeing the smoke disperse into thin air. This little act of rule-breaking, if you can even call it that, is just the jolt of excitement which she so sorely missed in her life. She smiled cryptically up at the man. Thanks. she said, for the cigarette. My wife doesn't know I take walks so I can smoke, I mean, there are other reasons I take walks... but it's mostly because I want to smoke. Olivia kept her eyes on the view, pretending not to notice his - is that flirty? - glance. Now apart from having a forbidden cigarette, she felt another tiny jolt of electricity through her body. Here she was, in the company of an attractive, suave older man in a deserted area of the suburban park... and he was telling her about secrets he kept from his wife. And that glance. Her head says she should leave... her heart says otherwise. Everyone keeps secrets from their partners, I suppose. she said, feeling stupid immediately. Compared to Richard, what does she know about relationships? At just 26, she must look like a baby in his eyes. She took another drag of her cigarette...
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

Everyone keeps secrets from their partners, I suppose. she said. How true that was. Richard smiled at that, although underneath he did feel a pang of regret. Ten years ago, he couldn't have imagined keeping secrets from his wife. Now he seemed to do it more and more. But that's not something he wanted to talk about. At least, not just yet. So he looked at and nodded ruefully. Unfortunately, I think you're probably right, he replied. Then he grinned. But don't let me bother you with my secrets, he said expansively. It's far too nice a day. He took a seat next to her, without being invasive of her space. After another drag of the cigarette, he spoke again. You know why I come here, he said. Are you able to get out here often? Or is today just my lucky day? He touched her eyes again with his, and smiled that inviting smile. Part of him wondered what he was up to. But part of him wanted to see where this could lead.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

The idyllic nature scenery backdropping the chance meeting of a smart-dressed, gorgeous couple .... the whole encounter looked fashionably noirish... Olivia took another drag from her cigarette, she could feel a simmering tension just beneath the surface of their seemingly everyday conversation. Are you able to get out here often? Or is today just my lucky day? Is he flirting with her? But if she felt taken aback she didn't show it. Their eyes met again, just for a split second, before she turned her gaze back towards the lake. But his sparkling, mischievious eyes had burned into her mind. The honest answer to his question would be I want to get away from my house which feels like a prison and reminds me that I'm wasting away my life. But of course Olivia did not say that. I... um... enjoy a bit of fresh air every afternoon, y'know? she replied, deliberately, turning back to him and giving him a wholesome smile. It was not like Olivia never got flirted with. Even after her engagement, and subsequent marriage, she is still often chatted up when she goes out with her girlfriends. But she had turned them away adeptly, making the poor boys feel foolish even. But this man, by his looks he must be 10 years her senior, has a quality that holds her fascination. She could feel her band on her finger urging her to make up an excuse and go... but she couldn't. A rebellious streak she thought was no longer in her springing into life. But unbeknownst to her she had betrayed her fraying emotions. The instinctive actions of a self-conscious young woman tugging a strand of hair behind her ear, crossing and uncrossing her legs, licking her lips between puffs of smoke... And this view... she continued, gesturing to the lake, ... makes me keep coming back.
Thread: Neighborhood Affair (terken and meomeo)

I want to get away from my house which feels like a prison and reminds me that I'm wasting away my life. It was what he wanted to hear. Even if he wouldn't admit it to himself consciously. Her body language warmed him, too. Maybe she was just dying to take that extra step with him. Although what that meant still didn't register in his conscious mind. Deep down of course, he knew exactly what he wanted. And this view... she went on, gesturing to the lake, ... makes me keep coming back. He only gave her a half-smile in response to that. But his eyes bored into hers, looking for some sort of acknowledgment, or connection. In that case I might have to come back here, too, he said softly. For the view, of course. He turned away and took a few more puffs, sitting with her in companionable silence as they both enjoyed the view. When he finally broke the spell he did so lightly, in a different tone of voice. He had finally crossed over the threshold and made a conscious choice. Had she? This neighborhood might surprise you, he said, blowing out smoke. You know that new bistro, on 5th Street?
Thread: Boarding school yaoi  (With a twist! ....maybe)

Bumping, particularly for a school with experiments XD
Thread: Boarding school yaoi  (With a twist! ....maybe)

Would you be interested in doing a roleplay where one of us is a male and the other is a futa? Shoot me a PM if interested
Thread: Looking for Lit M/F RP

Craving kidnapper x kidnapped princess x assassin
Thread: Looking for Lit M/F RP

Care to do the brotherxsister one?
Thread: Looking for Lit M/F RP

Craving kidnapperkidnapped scientistexperiment masterslave
Thread: Looking for Lit M/F RP

Craving boyfriendgirlfriend kidnapperkidnapped brothersister
Thread: Looking for Lit M/F RP

Bump bump
Thread: Looking for Lit M/F RP

When you say MF, do you mean Male character, or are you only comfortable with having a guy role play the guy? I'd love to talk about starting a role play, my interests seem to coincide with yours pretty well. I'm curious as to what plot you have in mind for Princess and Assassin?
Thread: Looking for Lit M/F RP

I'm fine with a girl playing the guy. I've seen it done before and it doesn't bother me. Well, I'm not entirely sure. I have a few base ideas, but we can figure something out over PMs.
Thread: The boarding school  (Peekaboo x Finnaholic)

Adrian swallowed nervously as he looked up at the rather imposing building before him, the main entrance building of his new school....his new boarding school. The 14 year old boy was slightly small for his age, standing barely at 5 feet tall, scruffy brown hair covering his head and much of the top part of his face along with the top rims of his glasses. He was a rather scrawny boy, having never particularly enjoyed physical activity in general, let alone sport. He wasn't lazy by any means, he simply preferred to read and study. The majority of the students at this school were spoiled, rich boys from wealthy families....enough to guarantee them top grades and a high standing place in society simply for being their parents children. A few however, like Adrian, were from regular families, but were accepted into the school under a scholarship program, one that had been forced upon the school by the state government, attempting to look like it was doing its part for the 'underprivelaged'. Adrian already expected to be bullied because of it....he wasn't rich, he didn't play sports....he was a walking target even in a regular school. In a place like this....even the other scholarship students were likely to pick on him. Adrian didn't want to be here...but when he had been offered that scholarship....to see his parents so happy and proud....he couldn't turn it down....he could never disappoint them like that. With a sigh, the boy adjusted his bag on his shoulder, then slowly entered the main hall. He had been told that both the principle and his room-mate would be there to greet him. The boy slowly looked up, spotting a tall, black haired man stood in the middle of the huge entrance hall, slowly stepping forward to meet Adrian. You are Adrian Carson I presume? Y-yes sir... Adrian managed a meek nod. Very good. Your room mate will show you around the campus and take you to your room. You will begin classes first thing tomorrow The man held out a folder to Adrian, who quickly took it. This is your timetable and other papers you will need. Do not lose any of them Yes sir, I wont sir The man just turned to leave....certainly not a very social principle.
Thread: The boarding school  (Peekaboo x Finnaholic)

Joshua Morgan stood next to the principal, awaiting the arrival of the student that would be his roommate. He didn't know much about the boy, except that he was from a poor family. He was fairly tall at 5'9, but at the age of 17, that was probably as tall as he would get. He had black hair that fell just short of his shoulders. Having been at the school since just before puberty, he knew what really went on behind closed doors. The underprivileged kids that were given special scholarships attended classes along with the more privileged boys, but it was what went on after school hours that set them apart from those who could actually afford to go to the school. Those given scholarships were expected to do things that normally would not happen in a school environment. Joshua smiled at Adrian, holding a hand out. My name is Joshua, and I will be your roommate this year. And probably next year too, till the older of the two graduated. If you will follow me, I'll show you where our room is. He had no intention of showing the boy around school, as it would take up valuable time that could be better spent tormenting the other scholarship students.
Thread: The boarding school  (Peekaboo x Finnaholic)

Ah...nice to meet you Joshua... Adrian smiled slightly, reaching out to shake the older boys hand. Well....he seemed nice enough...maybe this place wouldn't be too bad after all. At least here it was a fresh start...maybe if he could avoid doing something stupid then he could make it through these next few years ok. Ah, alright then Adrian nodded as they turned to go, straight for their shared room apparently rather than a tour of the school. Still, maybe Joshua just wanted to let Adrian get rid of his bag first. Sorry if I'm imposing on your room, I guess you had it to yourself before I came along huh? Still, at least the room woudl be big. From what Adrian had read about the school the dormitories were luxurious, perfectly in keeping with the typically rich student body. The room would likely be immensely larger than Adrians own bedroom back home that much was almost certain. So....have you been coming to this school for long Joshua? Adrian was doing his best not to be his usual shy self....he needed to make a good first impression, especially with his room mate, otherwise things would be rather awkward.