Thread: Scribe's Retreat

Scribe's Retreat Alice and Aliester Co-writer's been offline for awhile, so PM me if you're interested! Aliester woke up. The sun was above, gently smiling upon our somnambulent couple, the shining rays caressing their just sleeping bodies underneath. The short grass lay underneath them, tickling Aliester's ear as if to wake him up. And Aliester was underneath, as well. He gently snored under the prone body of his lovely sister, lying face-down atop his gentle body. He felt a warm, pillow-like softness upon his cheeks, a heavenly cloudy firmness, slowly stiffening as he moved his face back and forth, rocking gently. He opened his mouth, to taste the cleanliness of freshly laundered fabric, pressed against by the innocent yet wonderous bosom of Alice on top of him. He could not help but move his lips, almost suckling at the softness pressed into him, almost distinguishing the firming nipple entering his mouth. Still half-awake, he began to relax and move his jaw, suckling at the wonderful breast, lightly providing a voice of contentment. However, a slightly less light voice was to appear! Oh, no! I shall be late! I shall be late! exclaimed the most unusually dressed woman. Though perhaps the notion of riding a red skateboard on a forest path would be more absurd. She wore a red one-piece shoulderless tuxedo-styled Playboy bunny suit, that showed off her lovely long stockinged legs. And she was quite audible with her Oh, noes, as she was listening to an iPod while she was riding her red skateboard. And, of course, she was wearing bunny ears and her costume had a bunny tail. But where would we be without an encounter? A red skateboard on a forest path was indeed absurd, as, at the most inopportune moment, the young woman, who we shall name Bunny-san, hit a most inopportune rock, and flew off the skateboard indeed. She flew off the skateboard to, where else, but the general direction of our hapless couple. Oh, no! Bunny-san repeated once again, her luscious body prone and reclining, and her chest firm and mysteriously aroused, and Bunny-san herself optionally unconscious if convenient. And, from her purse, she spilled carrots! But these carrots... they weren't quite carrots! Carrots certainly weren't blunt at the end, where they? And surely, these batteries that fell with the carrots... they wouldn't fit an iPod at all! It was indeed a most mysterious sight. The carrots bounced, and so did she. Her nearly unwieldy breasts nearly spilled out of her Playboy bunny suit. She fell to the grass, convenietly between the spread legs of Alice and Aliester. One of the carrots just happened to bounce, bounce right between the legs of Alice! It found its way into her skirt, attaching itself right to her most tenderness of privacy! Such a bad carrot it was, and it showed its displeasure -- or pleasure, as you would have it, by wriggling and stroking tremendously. Oh, where is my carrot? Where is my carrot? the well-bosomed rabbit cried? Aliester then felt a presence, a delighted presence, as the fingertips of another well-graced his thigh. He could feel the manicured fingernails and fingertips gently ascending his loins, to approach his zippered need, slowly responding to both touch Alice and rabbit. Oh, theres' my carrot! the bunny exclaimed taking out his member and delightfully stroking it. I wonder how it tastes! Bunny-San scan from Miyuki-chan in Wonderland