The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room
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				Title: <strong>The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 23:48:01</strong>
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				<strong>[OOC NOTE]</strong><br><br>This thread is for the lounge/diner in Sandra Pickton's house where she is throwing the hen-party for her best friend.<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/Floor_plan_ground_lounge_diner.jpg)<br><br><br>Normally would look something like this, <br><br>(http://homeex.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/98890/2.98890_5._Lounge_Dining_Room_100kb.jpg)<br>(http://www.dawood.co.uk/sutton/images/Lounge%208.JPG)<br><br>but a bit bigger and with a TV and a big stereo system.<br><br>For the party, all the furniture has been moved against the walls.
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 23:56:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img347.imageshack.us/img347/8554/32116da.jpg)</div> <strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Everything was ready. The food was done, and set out, with stacks of paper plates. The drinks were arranged in the kitchen, plastic glasses by the score were set there too. Everything breakable was locked away, the MP3 player was stacked full of party-mix tunes on random shuffle and infinite repeat. And the surprise was booked and paid for.<br><br>I looked around. There was nothing more to do except wait for the guests to arrive. It was smack on 8:00pm<br><br>"Emi?" I looked around at my lover. "Have we forgotten anything?"
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				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 01:36:09</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I always liked those moments right before a party started. Everything all ready to go, but no guests quite yet. Practically made of pure anticipation, all ready for the evening to unfold. Of course, the event itself was (almost) always better.<br><br>I caught Sandra's eyes and grinned. "Other than a bigger venue and more people, can't think of anything."&nbsp; I stretched. Best to be nice and limber for the inevitable dancing. And... other activities.
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 10:24:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img347.imageshack.us/img347/8554/32116da.jpg)</div> <strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I pulled the cute oriental girl close and kissed her passionately. This woman was showing me some of the best times I'd ever had and I loved her with all my heart! Even if she did have her own unique blend of snark and sarcasm that I called "snarkasm". I broke the kiss and shrugged. "Yeah... well, I invited others. Not my fault if they can't make it. And you know we can't afford to hire a venue."<br><br>I chuckled and moved to the buffet, helping myself to a prawn vol-au-vent. "Yum... the finest the frozen food department could supply!" I grinned. "You're going to have to keep me away from the food until people get here!" I rearranged the the plate and put the cling-film back over it.<br><br>This was the weird part. Waiting for the doorbell to ring, wondering if anyone was going to turn up, if the party would fly or flop... The clock on the wall chimed eight, a little slow as ever, and I sat on my favourite chair - currently shoved into a corner - and pulled Emi into my lap.
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				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 20:13:20</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I pressed up against my love, arms wrapping around her as we kissed. She was so wonderful. Fun and beautiful and tolerant of my ornery tongue. I wouldn't trade her for the world. My arms slipped away when the kiss broke, but not without my hands doing a little squeezing. Just couldn't resist that. "Yeah, I know. Besides, a party of friends usually beats a party of strangers. Well, depending on the strangers." I looked her in the eyes and did an exaggerated wink.<br><br>My gaze followed her as she moved away. Mmmm. "The freezers slaved away over a hot stove all day to bring us that cuisine!" I grinned back. "Roger, can do. Even if it means I have to tie you up." Which, of course, was not how those things usually went.<br><br>The seconds ticked by, the waiting game. I gasped with mock surprise--well, mostly mock. I hadn't quite been expecting it--and wiggled myself comfortable in her lap. Always a nice spot to sit. I reached up behind me to run my fingers through Sandra's hair. "Be careful, or our guests will find us in a rather compromising situation." I giggled.
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 21:00:12</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Of course it was about then that theire was a knocking on the door. I got up, carefully leaving Emi in the chair as I slid from under her, and went to answer it, then showed the two arrivals through into the lounge. "Hey darling, this is Eliza, Cathy's friend... the one with the..." I glanced at Miranda, then shrugged. Mir was cool, "...supplies!" I finished the sentence, then added, "I said she could maybe borrow you in exchange for a free spliff. But.. you know, I reckon you're worth at least six ounces! Oh and you remember Miranda, don't you?"
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				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 23:27:35</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>"Whatever they're selling, we don't want any." I deadpanned as I slipped down onto the seat of the chair. Time to get things properly started! Excellent. I crossed my ankle over my thigh and leaned back, waiting for Sandra to lead them in. <br><br>I greeted them with a small wave and a nod. "Welcome to the party. Well, what will be the party. Once people start partying." I grinned and pushed myself to my feet, then ran my hands down my front, smoothing out my short dress. "Only six? I dunno, I think you could haggle for at least bit more, with goods like this."<br><br>"Yeah, I believe I do. Been awhile. One of the fun ones, right?"&nbsp; I threw her a wry smirk.
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				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 03:12:45</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda Diaz</strong><br><br>Miranda only had a moment to glance around the lounge, but it seemed like not much had changed. A new plant, new picture, but the bright couches and colorful touches were still present. The warm colors made the lounge feel that much more inviting. Of course, as Sandra mentioned that there was also “supplies” provided by Eliza, the other guest that had arrived with her, a small, knowing smile formed on her rosy lips. She wanted to be here even more, as she fully agreed with Emi, nodding that it would definitely be a party once things got rolling!<br><br>Miranda laughed as Emi called her “one” of the fun ones when there had been so much fun to be had in this house! Non-fun ones were simply not allowed, she imagined. “I hope so,” she said brightly, “It’s nice to see you again, Emi. Everything looks amazing. I can‘t wait to start partying, speaking of… When is the bride-to-be expected to be arriving?” 
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 20:42:11</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I looked at the clock on the wall. "Cathy should be bringing her in about five or ten minutes. Not sure what excuse she's making to get her here though..."<br><br>I shrugged. "I was hoping we'd have more people than this. Did you guys invite anyone?"
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				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 00:27:24</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda Diaz</strong><br><br>Miranda nodded, looking to the clock as well. She had made it here with a decent amount of time, and the bride would soon be here. Though, there was only four people here so far, and another two on their way. Six was a cozy party, but with that cake, who knew what could possibly happen.<br><br>She returned Sandra’s shrug with one of her own. “Don’t have anyone to invite these days, unless you wanted me to invite some of the seniors from my neighborhood. I’m <em>sure</em> they’d be a hoot,” she said sarcastically with a cheeky grin.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 09:19:00</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I giggled at Miranda's comment about the old folks. "You ought to move in with me and Emi... we've got a spare room." I chuckled. I could see the chances of Miranda ever sleeping in the spare bed being very remote if she move in...<br><br>Just then there was another tap at the door. It was so hesitant that I knew instantly who it was. "That's either the old git from next door or Donna!" I giggled. "Emi, get our guests a drink please? And put this with the rest..." I handed Miranda's bottle of booze to my girlfriend and went back to answer the door.
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				Post by: <strong>aprilstone</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 00:50:31</strong>
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				(Donna Peirce) <br><br>I slid into the lounge with a smile on my face "Hello everyone" My cheeks red and myself feeling a bit uncomfortable. "How's everything going?"<br><br>I found a spot and sat down looking around. "I'm Donna, Sandra invited me" I gave a gentle smile as I tried to relax.
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				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 13:10:16</strong>
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				Eliza Foster<br><br><br>Eliza, felt a strange sensation as she watched the girls hug and kiss one another. Jealousy? Or envy? She was not too sure. She was bisexual by nature but had not been with a woman for a long while - two years in fact, and the present man in her life was pissing her off with his fucking womanising. She felt alone.<br>Well if she had her way tonight she would change that, she listened to the sexy banter, smiling as she was introduced, and had some very sexy thoughts that made her hot, she imagined spreading that cake all over Emi and watching as Miranda licked it off, the heat of her body made her flush. She’d placed the cake on a nearby table, the food looked yummy and she helped herself to a pastry. She liked the way Sandra and the others made her feel welcome, she felt relaxed and sat down next to Donna.<br>“I like a good party don’t you?” She said to Donna.<br>Eliza heard something about drinks, feeling&nbsp; in need of a cooling drink she said.&nbsp; “I fancy something long and strong with loads of ice.” She headed for the kitchen were she saw Emi go with the bottle.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>aprilstone</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 13:45:05</strong>
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				Donna Peirce <br><br><br>"Honestly I'm not much of a party person, but I guess if you're going to have one you should&nbsp; have a big one. One that's rowdy and fun, that has lots of people and drinks and food. Even games of taboo nature and relatively normal ones too" Just because I didn't like parties didn't mean I didn't know how to throw them, in fact I was pretty good at it. I showed that off with my half a minute speech. I smiled at Eliza and I blushed a bit kinda feeling a bit naughty for even mentioning taboo games.<br><br>"What do you think Sandra?" I asked with a mischievous grin upon my face, it was half cocked and fully loaded. 
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				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 15:06:24</strong>
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				Eliza agreed with Donna that a party should be fun, she was still heading for the drinks and kitchen when she spied the cake, and she wanted to put it in a cool place until it was needed. <br>As she reached the kitchen she thought for a moment about Donna’s answer, Eliza hated parties that were either too formal and stuffy, or those too full and you could not move, It was good that this seemed to be a nice smallish party and she hoped Donna was right that sexy games would happen, she really quite fancied the idea of an orgy, she was grinning as she entered the kitchen&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 15:50:45</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Coming back in behind Donna, I grinned as the party seemed to be getting started. I moved to the music centre and got the music going. I would turn it off and kill the lights when Cathy texted me to say they were near. Meanwhile I figured we could enjoy ourselves. Eliza headed for the kitchen and Sandra smiled at Donna. "Yep, we have 'Tabboo' (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taboo_%28game%29). It's on a shelf in the study. You want me to get it?"<br><br>I smirked at the woman. I knew what she meant and I knew she knew. I'd been to her parties before. I grabbed my Emi as she passed, squeezing her breasts. I knew how I wanted this party to go. I'd slept with everyone here except Eliza, at some point. I'd even made out with the bride, briefly, a long time ago, but it hadn't gone further than a bit of heavy petting. Her sister, on the other hand... I giggled softly at the memory.<br><br>"Come on, folks, it's a party!" I grinned.
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				Post by: <strong>aprilstone</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 22:48:14</strong>
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				Donna Pierce<br><br>"Nah I think the ropes and gags and fun stuff is what we need" I blushed not really believing what i had just said, my cheeks a rosy red now. I moved towards Sandra and gave her a small peck on the cheek. "So what are all the party plans?" <br><br><br>(Sorry for the small post)
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				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 01:18:57</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda Diaz</strong><br><br>Miranda smiled at Sandra’s invitation to move in with Emi and her to escape the old folk. Somehow, she doubted if she were to ever leave the house if she were to move in, much less get any work done! <br><br>She watched as the new, presumably, shy guest entered in a deep purple dress, who’s stunning red hair seem to shine despite the rich fabric. Miranda was about to go get a drink, when she heard Donna say something about “taboo” activities being some fun party activities. She laughed, and again, as Sandra wittily stated that they had Taboo on a shelf to play.&nbsp; <br><br>Any prior thoughts of Donna being shy completely let her as the woman mentioned ropes and gags. “How about some handcuffs?” she offered with a chuckle as she pulled out a pair of mini fuzzy-hand cuffs on a key chain.
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				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 03:24:30</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I giggled a little. I absolutely wouldn't mind her moving it. Would be quite... fun.<br><br>I nodded to Sandra. "Righto. I'll be pouring from the first bottle I grab, so if you have any preference you'd best come tell me." I took the bottle and made my way slowly toward the kitchen, stopping briefly to be groped by my love. I let out a gasp, purposefully exaggerated. Starting so soon, was she. Interesting.<br><br>I overheard the mention of ropes and so on as I left the room-- (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4055222#msg4055222)too late to reply. I grinned. This party was looking very up.
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 19:10:12</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>My phone buzzed. They were one their way. I yelled through into the kitchen "They're coming!"<br><br>Getting everyone gathered in the lounge, with the lights and music off was not the easiest thing in the world, but I managed it eventually.<br><br>"Okay, when the door goes, I'll go answer it, let them in get them in the lounge and when I turn the light on, everyone yells 'surprise' and fires off the party poppers... got it? Good"<br><br>I too the opportunity, waiting in the dark, to grope Miranda, then Donna, and with a fair degree of certainty that she wouldn't object I garbbed Eliza's boobs too, before settling on my Emi, the one I had asked to be mine for ever.<br><br>Finally there was the sound of a car in the drive and footsteps on the veranda, and the door bell. "Shhh!" I motioned, and went to open the door... 
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				Post by: <strong>aprilstone</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 20:37:05</strong>
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				Donna Pierce<br><br>I put my hands in front of me playfully and smiled "Sure cuff me up" I gave a soft giggle "I'm gonna be a bad girl later anyways" I just smiled at Miranda.<br><br>Then we were all hushed into silence. "Got it." I was finally starting to relax a little bit, and without getting drunk too. Probably a surprise to Sandra,&nbsp; but who knew. I was a bit jealous at all the boob grabbing, it had been sometime since I had someone pay attention to me, but I didn't show it nor did I say anything. 
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				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 02:39:01</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda Diaz</strong><br><br>Miranda laughed, and quickly followed Sandra’s directions as she was ushered to find a hiding place before the honored guests arrived. After a moment of indecision, she was hiding behind a couch next the others. Waiting in anticipation, Miranda was not expecting the sudden groping, and squeaked cutely. “Heey!” she whispered, and turned to teasingly pinch the bottom of who had grabbed her breast, but Miranda ended up pinching Donna’s unknowingly!<br><br>She stifled her voice as the car drove into the parking lot and impatiently waited for the bride-to-be and sister to walk in the door.
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				Post by: <strong>aprilstone</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 06:05:47</strong>
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				DOnna Peirce<br><br>I gasped softly in surprise "ohh now thats nice" I said and softly let out a moan then stifled myself to be quiet. Holding my hand over my mouth, then revengefully reached over and gropped at Miranda <br><br>(Sorry for the slow post)<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 03:09:56</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda Diaz</strong><br><br>Miranda looked slyly over at Donna, holding her retaliatory grope for a latter time. She didn't want to give away the surprise, especially with the guests so close. She looked up to Sandra, waiting to see her open the door, more than ready for the party to really start. 
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				Post by: <strong>aprilstone</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 09:23:07</strong>
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				(Donna Peirce)<br><br>I looked over at Miranda and gave a wicked grin "All yours later" my voice was soft and quiet. My eyes then gleamed back over as I knew that I had not been heard. I was waiting for the signal so that we could all jump up and say surprise. <br><br>I yawned a bit waiting impatiently, kinda wondering why I came here to begin with. Then it dawned on me the fact that Sandra was planning a big orgy and she was part of it, it was a perfectly sadistic plan for fun.
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				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 10:29:26</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>Following Emi out I looked at her sexy behind. Sandra was playfully teasing and grabbed for flesh, laughing as she cupped my breasts. “ Oh, you just wait ” I whispered at her, dirty thoughts crept back into my mind, this was going to be a very sexy night, some of the others were still groping and Eliza heard the silent promises of sweet revenge from her hiding place behind the chair.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 18:53:08</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I squeezed Sandra's bottom just as we entered the room, hoping to maybe get a little jump out of her. Probably not, though. She seemed to be expecting the groping. There was, after all, quite a bit of it going in.<br><br>"I assume we should be hands-off when they arrive."
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 21:11:15</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I ushered the bride-to-be and her sister into the darkened lounge. "Sorry, We were upstairs..." I lied. Reached for the light switch, found someone's nipple by accident, tried again and got it.<br><br>The room flooded with light, and suddenly there were people everywhere.<br><br>"SURPRIIIIIIISE!!!!!"<br><br>I called out, everyone else joining in, as I grabbed Avery in a tight hug, then kissed her passionately on the mouth.<br><br>"What, did we say no party? We lied!" I grinned and took the opportunity to give Ave's boobs a squeeze. Just because she was my best friend, and I'd never fucked her (until that night) doesn't mean I didn't fancy her something wrotten!
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 22:09:35</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Sandra was being way too urgent, pushing me into the house, I knew something was up, the two of them were too suspicious. As the lights went on and the chorus of voices rang out,&nbsp; Sandra grabbed me in a hug, then unexpectedly kissed me like I was her lover. Must have been the excitement of the party.<br><br>"Yes, no par-" I swatted her hands away from my boobs, god what had gotten into her tonight? Maybe she was already hitting the sauce and didn't realize what she was doing. Even so, it was a bit off, even for her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 02:18:30</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda Diaz</strong><br><br>“Surprise!!” Miranda chimed, bouncing up as the lights came on with the others. A smile grew across her lips as the bride-to-be seemed a bit taken aback by all the sudden action. Her smile only grew as Sandra playfully flirted with the bride-to-be, and she was quickly rejected by the cute blonde. <br><br>Oooh, it looks like Sandra has her job cut out for her tonight, Miranda giddily thought, as Avery always seemed to be a bit outside of Sandra’s reach. Perhaps tonight would be night where Sandra would catch her fair friend, or at least show her a good time. Of course, Sandra wasn’t the only person having fun tonight, she noted, as she looked over to Donna with an impish smile. She subtly reached over and palmed her bottom as she slipped out from the furniture to welcome Avery to her very special party. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 11:05:50</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>The bride-to-be didn’t look very happy, she looked shocked, but resigned to her fate and Eliza joined in the shouting and laughter much to her surprise. She was enjoying things so far, it was exciting and seducing her and she loved a bit of seduction.<br>Avery also looked very young, Eliza wondered if she was up to the night ahead, maybe something to get her in the mood? Hadn’t everyone had a bit of coke at a party? Well, the people she knew did anyway, all the time. Eliza looked around, the girls were so sexy she could not help but feel aroused, she wanted to grab Miranda and feel those sexy lips against hers, she had such a gorgeous smile, she hoped the opportunity would present itself later. Gosh was there one person there that she did not want to get naked with, Sandra was definitely having fun and Eliza was there to help this party go with a bang, she smiled as she slid past Sandra, her body touching Sandra’s briefly. Eliza spoke quickly into her ear “Can I have a word with you when you get the chance?” Eliza went to offer her congratulations to the bride-to-be who was still looking quite stunned.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 22:33:58</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I was heading back to Emi, to make sure that my territory was defended against all these super sexy bitches, when I passed Eliza. Her breasts brushed against mine unnecessarily and she muttered in my ear about wanting a word. "Sure, meet me in the kitchen in a few..." I told her with a smile, delicately cupping her crotch for half a second, seemingly by accident. <br><br>I made it back to Emi and swept her into my arms. "You fancy anyone darling?" I asked as I stood behind her, rubbing my mound hard against her bottom and openly groping her boobs. I kissed her then and moved back to the stereo, turning the music up loud, then with a wink at Eliza, headed for the kitchen. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4075794#msg4075794)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 00:23:51</strong>
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				Avery <br><br>With Sandra moving away from me, I found little time to breathe. A barrage of girls came at me to congratulate me, they all came so quickly and retreated, faces were a blur at the moment. They all seemed to be mingling about, not my scene at all. Sure I thought it was a nice thought that they wanted to have the party, but it was more for them than me. <br><br>Quickly I made my way closer to the door, hell the were all busy with each other, who would even know if I slipped out? Honestly I wished I was home getting ready for tomorrow, my big day. This was a wild bunch, and I wasn't used to it. They all seemed to be having a blast already so really why did they need me? Just one more foot closer to the door...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 17:09:40</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Coming back into the lounge via the kitchen corridor (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4078283#msg4078283), I tapped Avery on the shoulder. "Hey kiddo, you okay?" I shouted over the music. "Look, we thought you'd enjoy a party. It's not every day a girl gets married, after all. And from what I've heard about marriage this could be your last chance to blow off some steam".<br><br>I shrugged. "Didn't mean to upset you... Look, have some cake. It's chocolate, your favourite. Just one slice. Maybe a bit of sugar will get you in the mood. If it doesn't, well, I'll get Cath to run you home... Okay?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 19:20:28</strong>
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				Sandra came back up to me shouting over the music. "I'm ok, just a little stressed. it's a great party, and I love you gals for it really do. Thanks for all this. I'll stay, hopefully i'll be able to get up on time in the morning! Promise, not too late right?"<br><br>I took the piece of cake from her, it was really good and I smiled once more. "This is really good, what's in it?" Before sue could even answer I had downed the whole piece.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 20:19:57</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I hugged my best friend and giggled. "Yeah, it's good cake. It's got cake in it..." I giggled more. The 'cake' in the cake was definitely staring to have an effect. "CAKE, EVERYONE!" I yelled at the top of my voice. "GET YOUR NAUGHTY CAKE HERE, ONE SLICE PER PERSON!" I grinned at that stipulation and leaned close to Avery's ear. "Don't want to have to scrape anyone off the ceiling, hee hee hee hee!" I relinquished the plate to the nearest pair of hands and put an arm around Avie's waist. "Come on, girl lighten up, enjoy. And I don't know what you're worried about, it's not as if you're getting married <em>tomorrow</em>, is it?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 20:30:00</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br><br>Eliza, after visiting the bathroom arrived back in the living room just in time to see Avery finish off the last of her cake, and Sandra sharing the rest out. She’d had a quick snort in the downstairs bathroom and decided to try the cake herself, but she didn't eat as much as everyone else - in fact only half the amount- she knew how strong it was, it could have you seeing everything in a very different light, maybe everyone might be naked or distorted in some way, it was a powerful hallucinogenic if you took too much, and that’s what she wanted to tell Sandra in the kitchen, but Sandra had already stuffed the whole slice, and now so had Avery. It would certainly get them all laughing and give them the munchies, Eliza was glad that there was loads of food which should help them. The music was loud and pumping base filled the whole house Eliza kicked off her shoes and started to dance her movements matching the sounds.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 21:19:49</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Ok I had no Idea what the hell Sandra was talking about- The cake had cake? Well of course the cake had cake, but that still didn't tell me what was in it! I shrugged it off, why she called it naughty cake I'll never know, did it have booze in it? If it did, Sandra had enough already. She was talking cryptic (at least to me), and she just seemed blitzed. <br><br>"Yes, Yes, i"ll have some fun, you went through all this trouble after all. I don't want to let you down." Imagine how it was going to look tomorrow with the entire bridal party hiding behind sunglasses! My parents would be pissed and well, I'm sure my hubby-to-be, wouldn't be too happy either. I leaned back in to Sandra, "No stripper, right? Promise me you didn't hire a stripper." Lord only knew what she had in store for me.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 21:55:10</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>Sandra had an easy time with my breasts. Silly me, it seemed like I'd forgotten to wear a bra under my short dress. I wiggled against her, giggle as I felt her grind on me. "I dunno, babe. They all look so delicious." With a wink, I drifted off into the party.<br><br>Soon enough, she called to get cake, and I made my way over there, brushing up past several guests and squeezing soft parts on my way. I poured myself a glass of wine, then took up station by the cake itself, to help pass it out. My nipples poked quite visibly through the thin fabric of my dress.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 01:02:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>"No stripper, Right? Right? Left, Right Left?" I giggled uncontrollably. Of course there was a stripper... Oh fuck, the stripper... he was sitting out there in his car freezing his arse off, poor sod. I nuzzled into Avery's neck, watching as my sweetie handed out slices of cake to the various coloured animals that were hopping around the room. One of them resolved itself into Eliza, standin nearby and nibbling on the cake... Nibbling... coloured animals... "Jeezuz H Curry-house, Eliza, how the fuck much did you put in that cake?" I yelled, grabbing the dealer and pulling her close. "Eliza, meet my best friend in the whole world who just will not sleep with me. Avery, meet our local phara.. perma, ferma... ah fuck it... local druggist!"<br><br>Suddenly the food looked really good. "I'm bloody hungry. Lets eat!" On my way over to the table I pulled out my phone and texted to a pre-stored number: <tt class="bbc_tt">any time u reddy</tt>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 01:20:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Ok I was feeling woozy now, and Sandra's loopy answer was not helping things. Was there a stripper or not? With her who knew! Whoa, my legs felt a bit wobbly, good thing Sandra was there so I could steady myself. What the hell was in that cake? I hadn't seen Cat since she brought me, and wondered where she wandered off to.<br><br>I saw Emi finally and gave her a wave, but why was there a tree in the house? I blinked my eyes and it was gone. Maybe I was too stressed about the wedding. I saw some other girls, but right now they all looked like they were fun house mirror reflections. I couldn't make out faces, and just smiled. I knew I needed a chair and quick! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 03:49:57</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I was over by the food, stuffing my face with chicken nibbles, when I could swear I heard a bang on the door. "Hey, hey, I think someone's at the door... Ave, you're closest, could you get it please?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 13:52:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Miranda Diaz</strong><br><br>Miranda couldn’t resist taking a bite out the oh-so-decadent chocolate cake, but refrained after the second bite, knowing that there was something more to its rich layers than merely cocoa. She left more than half of her piece of cake uneaten, as she noticed that Eliza had wisely done so also. Miranda didn’t want to be completely loopy, though she was certainly feeling already a little off.<br><br>She looked up the door, hearing the noise, and saw Avery open the door and speak to a very tall, gorgeous man in a military uniform? Miranda just blinked as she overheard something about the army coming over. She grinned, realizing that there was only one reason that there would be a man outside in a military uniform at a bachelorette party. Cake and strippers. Sandra could certainly throw a party. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 00:32:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>Slowly it dawned on her that she was the only one dancing, her eyes were closed and the music was loud, she forced herself to focus as the cake and coke had started to really take effect. She loved to dance and hoped someone would come and join her but now she wondered what the commotion was all about and moved towards it only to find a fine specimen of a man dressed in uniform walking into the house.<br>“ Wow.” Looking him over from head to toe she turned to speak to Miranda. “Who is he then, not a guest?”&nbsp; But something about the way he smiled and looked told her what he was. Had they hired him? A male stripper? The thought made her want to laugh out loud, gosh they really were going to make this a wild party weren’t they. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 02:59:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Miranda</strong> <br><br>“I sure hope he’s a guest,” Miranda replied with a devious smile, walking towards Eliza to get a better look at the handsome hunk. It hadn’t even dawned on her that Sandra would order a stripper considering how the party already seemed to be moving, but it was almost a tradition to order a stripper for the bride-to-be or groom-to-be. <br><br>Avery already seemed to have loosened up quite a bit after a piece of the cake. It seemed like she would certainly enjoy the festivities now. Miranda laughed quietly herself, floating on her own little drug-induced cloud of happiness, “That’s some great cake, Eliza. You’re a great cook.” She winked at Eliza. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 20:37:33</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Asking Aves to get the door was mean I know. But loading myself with food was counteracting the&nbsp; drug in the cake somewhat. Couldn't have the hostess totally salamied in the first half hour. I noticed a few whispers from people who saw him enter, but he headed straight to the kitchen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4104563#msg4104563).<br><br>I popped my head around the door to see what he was doing in there. Didn't want the paid entertainment helping himself to the booze, after all!<br><br>"Well," I said, as I came back in the room. "Not every day we get invaded by the army...!" Deliberate double meaning. I hoped it would not be wasted. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 22:55:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>I heard Sandra's little comment and giggled. "Invaded indeed! My goodness, Sandra, you know how to throw a party." I was still feeling woozy, and needed to sit, good thing there was a big comfy&nbsp; chair nearby to sit in. I plopped myself down and began to rub my temples, wait why did the floor look like a river now? Jesus what was in that cake? 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 18:16:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I knew well enough how to spot the effects of certain substances. I had nothing against drugs, but I had long ago found I really didn't need them to have a good time. I'd drink, but I thought I'd avoid the cake. At least for now.<br><br>I suppressed my grin as Sandra sent the guest of honor to the door. Just as planned. Our little... surprise has come. Not quite the surprise I had wanted, mind, but a man probably was more appropriate, like my girlfriend had argued. Besides, we had plenty of women already, and&nbsp; surely I wasn't the only one who would lose my clothes at some point.<br><br>I had unfinished business with one of the guests, too.<br><br>"If you think this is all there is to one of our parties, you're in for a shock." I called out to Avery as I slipped past, pressing behind Eliza, my breasts with their stiff nipples pushing against her back. "And I believe <em>you</em> had something interesting to say to me back in the kitchen."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 11:31:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The man stormed into the lounge and stopped more or less in the middle of the floor, but in front of the bride to be. He gave them a minute to look him over, and then spoke with voice filled with menace “It has come to my attention that this is a Bachelorette Party…and that you…” he looked sharply to Avery “Are the bride to be.” he then looked at the rest of the ladies with a wicked little smile, and cracked his knuckles for effect. “Ladies…” he nodded over to Sandra “I am the entertainment. Let’s get started.”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 11:48:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>With a wicked grin I cancelled the music that was playing, shoved the CD Chester gave me into the CD player and pressed the right buttons.<br><br>Then I grabbed Emi, pulling her away from Eliza. "MINE!" I sniggered and dropped into a chair with the pretty oriental girl on my lap.<br><br>"Wooo, Wooo!" I hooted as the stripper began his show!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 12:51:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>The officer came back out stopped right where I was sitting. Oh damn. I knew it! Sandra had said no stripper! I turned three shades of red when he said he was the 'entertainment', dammit Sandra! I wanted to shrink away and hide, but my legs wouldn't move and he was standing there blocking any route of escape. <br><br>So I sat there, waiting, shaking my head, hopefully he wouldn't take everything off! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 00:03:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				NINE INCH NAILS - "CLOSER" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ccY25Cb3im0#)<br><br><strong>Chester</strong><br><br>The eerie sounding beat started, and Chester let it flow through him. He swayed side to side for a moment, getting the groove for the song before he fell to his knees in front of the bridge to be, as if asking for forgiveness. His fingers moved to unbutton his shirt as he stared directly at her. This show was for her, and she would be every bit his object of desire. Each button revealed more of his chest and shoulder, and his hips moved in time to the music. Each drum pump was accompanied by a thrust of his pelvis towards her, until his shirt was wide open in offering for her. Slowly, he settled on all fours and crawled to her. Though he still had the shirt on, there was no mistaken the muscle moving beneath it as moved ever so closer, like an animal stalking its prey.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 01:46:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>My eyes grew wide and I nearly yelled as he fell to his knees in front of me! I looked at Sandra and she was there smiling back at me. Cat was giggling as she watched me squirm in my chair. The effects of the cake were still evident, but I was well aware of each and every move he was making in front of me. <br><br>I covered eyes and peeked, covered again and peeked. Damn he was FINE! This guy knew how to move that was for sure. Still, I was getting married, right, so this was all in fun. I could kill the girls tomorrow at the reception. The shirt undone, I could see just how ripped he was, holy hell! As he crawled near me, I pulled up my knees to my chest and tried to lose myself in that chair. Wasn't working, he was still coming at me.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 15:47:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>But even as I was getting started with Eliza, I was being pulled away. "Feeling possessive, are we?" I didn't mind. I'd get a chance with the other women later, and my love's control was so fun.<br><br>The movement caused my dress' right should strap to slip off, and as I plopped down onto her lap my breast slipped out. I pretended not to notice and leaned back against Sandra, wrapping arms up around behind me. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 21:07:44</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Possessive? Moi? Nah. I just wanted to cuddle someone I knew would enjoy being cuddled and groped, while the stripper was doing his stuff. Most of the girls here were bi, but not me. I had absolutely no interest in the man whatever and I wanted to have my fun with my own private strip-show. "Yep..." Okay well maybe I was just a little... "Don't worry, lover, you'll get to play. I want some fun with Eliza myself!"<br><br>Of course, I knew that Emi was prone to having her clothes just fall off her for no apparent reason. And I noticed that her right breast fell out as she sat on my lap. "Naughty!" I said softly. "Can't have this on display. Not while Mr Sojer-boi is doing his thing. Might distract him!" And I covered it with my right palm, squeezing hard and massaging.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 02:05:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>The stripper didn't interest me, either.&nbsp; My tastes ran to the female body. Fortunately, there were plenty of those here, too. Like the one I was sitting on. I giggled as I leaned back against Sandra. "Alright, I can wait. Better not be for <em>too</em> long, though."<br><br>I giggled again as she scolded me. "Mm, yes, wouldn't want him to slip and hurt himself, would we." My words turned into a gasp--the pleased kind--as she closed her hand on my runaway breast. "Mmm. Remind me to force you have to cover my breasts more often."<br><br>Under me, I squeezed her thighs with my hands. I did so love her body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 05:54:07</strong>
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				By the time the entertainment started Eliza was feeling very normal again she noticed that the effects of cake had become less and realised that perhaps there was not quite so much weed in it as she first thought, she would kill Jeff when she saw him, he swore it was dynamite, and she’d paid for a whole ounce as well. The same was true of the others who had some, they were also not looking as wrecked as before.<br>Eliza’s sexual frustrations had not gone away though and Emi had not helped matters, while passing she’d pressed her whole body against Elisa’s, she’d felt so good, an instant that was all it took and she was gone, Eliza quickly turned to see what was going on and noticed Sandra had taken over, and her arms were wrapped around Emi, both of them looking super sexy and all loved up, Eliza shot them both equally alluring looks and smiles and then settled down to watch the show, where the stripper had moved into his routine so well that she could not help but be transfixed by his body and the way he held the beat of the music was perfection, oh yes he knew his stuff alright.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:43:18</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda</strong><br><br>Miranda found her eyes glued to the solider, her bright amber orbs following his muscular lines through the uniform hungrily as she dreamed what lied beneath. She was giddy with anticipation, knowing that her little dream wouldn’t in vain, unlike so many other daily encounters. She felt her cheeks become a little heated as she watched the officer disappear into the kitchen with naughty little visions floating in her head. Miranda glanced to the others and smiled, realizing that there wasn‘t one unattractive person in the entire house. Sandra sure did have some cute friends, and Miranda was as straight as a corkscrew: she bent in all sorts of ways, and she would be happy to bend towards anyone here.<br><br>Miranda’s wandering train of thought was interrupted as the solider announced that he was the entertainment. She gave a holler with Sandra as the pulsing beat soon in sync with the rhythmic thrusts of his pelvis. She gave another holler, and fished out her wallet, wondering if she had any cash on her. She would certainly like to slip a bill somewhere into his uniform.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 02:08:24</strong>
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				<strong>Chester Thrills the Betrothed</strong><br><br>Chester’s crawl to Avery resulted in a slight climb as the music pumped. He slowly settled himself on top of her in the large chair, and an up close and personal look would go first to the woman of honor. He leaned over to her, and his shirt hid a bit of the sight teasingly from the other ladies. His lower back kept forcing the bottom of the shirt back as he looked in the mood to hammer the woman in the chair. With a slow smile, he trailed his fingers down one of her arms and ended by holding her hand.<br><br>Ever so gently, as to not spook the poor girl, he brought her hand to his face and led her index finger from his chin, down his chest, and to his navel, before he let go and eased himself off the chair and back on his feet. His mind was furiously at work, and looking over the angles. The two ladies together looked like they were having their own fun, so he’d hit them last. Their friends though...they seemed to be a bit more receptive!<br><br>Chester body turned quickly, and the shirt came off. It now spun slowly in his hand to the beat before he tossed it to Avery’s lap. Start and end on the leading lady. It was time to say hi to the others. His walk to Eliza was more of a timed strut, and he settled down slowly to let her get a good look as well while his hands worked his belt off. With both ends of the belt in his hands, he moved it up and around the smaller woman to slowly move them a little closer as he danced.<br><br>In between, he made sure to give little teasing glances to Miranda as he moved. His eyes the very definition of “you’re next”.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 03:48:22</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Ok so I said I didn't want any of this, but holy hell, once that stripper crawled up on my lap, well, let's just say my attitude changed. Oh my god was he hot! I mean the music, the gyrations. Shit who was I to deny him a good time, he was working hard after all, right? <br><br>The other girls couldn't see it yet, but soldier boy had a nice little bulge going on there in his pants. Oh sure I acted like I wasn't looking, but it was right there in my lap! And he was sexy as anything! My god when he took my hand and trailed it across his body, yeah I could have gone in another room with him. I would never tell the girls though, seriously I was as innocent as they came, but something about tonight just had me letting loose. <br><br>I was kinda bummed when he left and went to the others, but that's what he's paid to do. I had his shirt though and no way was he getting it back without a fight!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 11:48:05</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I giggled at Emi's words and "accidentally" knocked her other shoulder strap off. "OOPS!" I grinned and covered her other breast with my other hand, then nibbled on her earlobe. I moaned softly as her hands caressed my thighs. This little oriental woman was everything I had ever wanted in a partner, hot, erotic, unashamedly exhibitionist, submissive and passionate. Also, totally unpossessive of me, as I was of her. Not that we had an open relationship or anything so crass, just that on occasions like this we generally share and share alike.<br><br>"You know, with you sitting with your legs wide open like that, it's a good job you've got panties on, darling..." I suggested, setting myself up for the next move. "Um... You <em>do</em> have panties on, don't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 13:30:41</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>Eliza could not help the small scream that escaped her lips, she was watching the man intently, his gyrations a sight to behold. Eliza started to fan herself in an exaggerated way especially when he moved towards her, as he settled down in front of her she could feel the wetness of her body she let out a small ooh noise as she saw his muscles contract and wanted to sweep her hands over his body, to feel what he was made of. She imagined sliding her hands down his back and along his arse onto his rigid stomach down to his cock - she had to stop herself, her body was reacting to the music and his sexy movements, she looked away hoping to control her reactions, but as she looked over to Emi and Sandra she gasped as the two of them were fondling each other openly and Emi legs were parted, Eliza did not know what to focus on both sights had her glued to the spot.<br>She looked over finally to Avery, the bride -to-be who looked more relaxed and less wasted, her face was flushed and she looked excited, her eyes wide as he moved and swayed, he looked towards Miranda and Eliza laughed at his <em>you’re next </em> look.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 16:40:30</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I licked my lips. Both breasts out, now. Things were proceeding nicely. And Sandra was in control now! Well, mostly. Enough to count. Her dominance was so very fun to experience. As were the hands on my breasts.<br><br>I giggled as she noticed my spread legs. She probably didn't really expect me to be wearing panties right now. After all, they would have just been a hindrance! Plus, it was so deliciously naughty being bare under such a short little garment...<br><br>"Hm. I seem to have forgotten them today." I licked my lips. No doubt every else, or anyone who had pulled there eyes away from the man, was aware of that by now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 17:02:39</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>"Damnit girl, how many times have I told you, no going commando without telling me first" I grinned. Of course I told her every time she did it, but she did it because she knew the reaction she'd get. I moved my right hand from her right breast and placed my left hand on it, covering her left one - well, sort of - with my forearm. I squeezed and pinched her right nipple, not actually caring if anyone could see. In fact I wanted them to see my sexy girl getting abused by her mistress. Especially the man, because I knew he wasn't getting me and I was pretty sure he wouldn't get Emi either. Well, he wouldn't without my permission!<br><br>My left forearm rubbed and pressed across her left breast. I hooked her nipple in the crook of my elbow and squeezed it hard.<br><br>Meanwhile, my right hand slid between Emi's legs, lifting her skirt. A gentle slap on her naked cunt to temind her that she was a very naughty girl, and then softly cupping her with my hand, in full view of the room, my middle finger crooked and inserted into her vagina. I began rubbing softly, slowly, the heel of my hand grinding hard against her clit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 18:12:21</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I smirked. How many times had we had <em>that</em> conversation? Too many to count! And I just never learned. But, then, I don't think she expected me too.<br><br>I made a small squeaking sound as she began to pinch my nipple. The little shocks of pain felt so very, very good. And her arm didn't cover me up too well, meaning everyone else got to see most of my breast as well as my pussy. Excellent!<br><br>Her arm crushed my other nipple, and I cried out. Maybe some of the others would hear over the music, maybe not. Either way, the pain sent sparks down to my core, my arousal flaring further. <br><br>My skirt lifted, and I was even more exposed. "Might as well--AH" I was interrupted by the slap to my wetness. "Just, mmm, strip me, ahhh, fully."<br><br>I bucked my hips up into her hand, grinding against the hard pressure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 21:07:37</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>OK I had to admit my focus was split between the stripped and the antics going on with Sandra and Emi. Now I was as straight as they came, but something about the display between Sandra and her girl. Emi was almost naked as they sat there and things progressed. It was like a car crash, you want to look away but just can't. Unconsciously I licked my lips, wondering just how&nbsp; it felt to be touched like that since I have never even been touched at all! Jeez, I was having all kinds of odd sexual thoughts tonight, what was up with that! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 17:11:45</strong>
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				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>Damn, the cake was awesome..heck, I knew it was going to be awesome even before I had tasted it simply because of the fact that it was from Eliza. And that girl sure as hell knew how to make her recipes..interesting. I munched it down hungrily and just got all cozy in one place. Soon the effects would start to kick in..and already the entertainment was arriving. The stripper was good one! Dancing around like his life depended on entertaining us. Sandra had done a good job picking out this guy. I began to feel a bit woozy after some time and watching Sandra and her girl go at it on top of that was making me horny. Avery was sprawled out in relaxed manner herself.<br><br>It was getting harder to decide on what I should focus. On the man in front of me or those two women nearby. I looked at Eliza and grinned. "This..is..this is...some great stuff!" I shouted over all the noise that had filled the room now, referring to the cake and weed in there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 13:22:13</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>Eliza tore her attention away from the teasing movements, as she just about heard Catherine over the music. She was young and looking increasingly stoned and although Eliza knew it would only last for a few minutes, she hoped the sexy looking Catherine didn’t eat too much cake.<br>“Ooh I’m glad you like it.” Eliza laughed, and edged closer to the lovely Catherine, still keeping an eye on the stripper, but noticing Catherine’s slightly closing lids. “Let me know if you want something else, I’ve brought lots of goodies for our mutual pleasures.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>“Don’t you just love strippers, whether men or women they can really make me feel like….erotic and dirty at the same time, do you know what I mean?” <br>Eliza loved music and really wanted to dance with someone close and sexily. She wanted to be grabbed and be held closer, actually she could have reached for Catherine’s gorgeous body with no hesitation at all, fuck she was just as turned on as Sandra and Emi were. The entertainment kept up his efforts and Eliza wanted to reach for her bag, she had some money in it, and she’d always wanted to pay for some clothing to come off, but where had she left it?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 16:06:27</strong>
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				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>Catherine smiled when she saw her friend come closer. "Nothing right now..i'm just relaxing a bit you know?" She said looking at Eliza for a brief moment but her eyes wandering towards the stripper again. She nodded when she heard what the other woman said. "I know, right? Especially when they're as damn fine as this man dancing over there. Now that's what I call quality entertainment!" Catherine said with a giggle while the music went on.<br><br>She looked at Eliza suddenly. "Hey, you wanna dance? And maybe afterwards we can throw in some money towards that guy and get him naked and then resume dancing again?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 18:12:02</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza </strong><br><br><br>It was like Catherine was reading her bloody mind or was it her face? She was not too sure, but no sooner had she had the thoughts of a lovely sexy dance, Catherine looked towards her and asked her to dance.<br>“Fantastic idea,” she said to Catherine, and rose, her belly fluttering in anticipation. The idea of wrapping her body around Catherine’s was making her feel very sensual, and she could not help but give Catherine a big amorous grin, she just loved the way the woman spoke and looked. <em>Hell fire, calm down, it’s only a dance for goodness sake.</em>The music was a slow, heavily rhythmic song and one of Eliza’s favourites. Eliza started swaying to the music the moment she was on her feet, she lifted her hands above her head, her fingers clicking in time to the beats, then she moved her waist keeping the movements perfectly in time to the music, not realising she was also matching the movements&nbsp; of the stripper.<br>The music really was good and Eliza turned towards the stripper, looking back and smiling at Catherine, waiting to see if she would grab Eliza from the back or come around to the front or just dance close, not touching, all were equally fine with Eliza.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 00:41:48</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>"Bugger it, I suppose I'll have to." I giggled and grabbed Emi's top by the hem. "Arms up!" I tild her and pulled the minuscule garment over her head. Then I returned my fingers to the waistline of her skirt and slid the very brief, elastic tube down across her behind.<br><br>I lifted my lover's legs into the air and pulled her skirt upwards past her knees and over her feet. "There you are darling. Are you more comfortable now?" I giggled softly, then noticed that Eliza and Cathy were dancing together. "Say, you know, that looks fun. Let's dance!"<br><br>I picked Emi up and carried her to the open centre of the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 03:32:55</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I was such an exhibitionist. I full on grinned as Sandra pulled off my shirt, readily lifting my legs to add my skirt to the pile. Now I was totally naked, and loving it. "Oh, absolutely!"<br><br>I giggled as she carried me. One of the advantages of being small! Other women might have been embarrassed, but not me. I loved letting everyone else see my body.<br><br>My legs swung down to the floor, and I rubbed against Sandra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 04:10:59</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>I sat there in my chair, Cath was dancing and happy, the stripper was occupied with the other girls, and Sandra was stripping Emi naked. Christ! Naked! Ok maybe this party was way over my head now. It looked like all eyes were off me, a second chance to sneak out and head home for a night of sleep. They were all enjoying themselves, that was what was important. <br><br>I rose from the chair, keeping my eye on the crowd. No one was even looking my way, perfect. This time I actually made it to the front door, and clicked it open. Freedom was a mere seconds away. I smiled as I began to slip from the party.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 03:17:01</strong>
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				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>Things were going pretty well for Chester, but even he had to adjust himself after seeing the pretty little Asian gal get naked. From the way she was acting earlier on, he figured she was a bit off limits…at least to him. <em>’Hey, no harm in getting an eyeful’</em> he thought as he gave Eliza some room to dance with Catherine. He was paid to do a job, but if the song made everyone else want to get naked, he’d be the last to complain “There we go!” he said over the music, hovering around the group of dancing people. A grind here, a bump there, rotating amongst the partiers as he swung back to the bride to be. Who was strangely out of her seat…<br><br>She’d made it to the door, and the dark of night was revealed in a slight crack of the door before Chester reached out over her to lean on it “Awww…don’t tell me I scared you away…I haven’t even got my pants off yet. “ He smiled as he leaned closer to whisper in her ear “I haven’t shown you why they nickname me breaker, and your friend requested a good show for you. What do you say?”. He rose back up, yet the scent of her remained. It was fantastic. He knew that dancing for her would be more than a little easy, and considering her present company, he couldn’t help but feel that he was fattening her up for the kill when he left.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 03:28:15</strong>
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				<strong>Avery-busted! </strong><br><br>I was there, the door opened the *slam!* A hand reached over my head and closed the front door, it was that oh so damn handsome stripper. "Scare me? No, I&nbsp; just have a big day ahead of me, you know, wedding and all. I just figured everyone was having fun, I could go home, sleep, so I don't look like the walking dead tomorrow." I chuckled nervously at him, and his comment about being nicknamed, "Breaker".&nbsp; I could only imagine what that pertained to. <br><br>I nodded and then walked back to my seat. I guess I could go an hour more, then head home for sleep. Still the way the party was going those girls were going to have one wild night. I had to look away at Emi, I was just never a girl for public nudity. Maybe I needed a drink since the effects of the cake were beginning wear off. So I sat there and let Soldier Boy finish his show as I watched him dance for me once again.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 13:39:28</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda</strong><br><br>Miranda couldn’t help to be a little jealous of Avery receiving all the stripper’s affection, but it was her party after all. The bride always comes first; it’s just the natural order of things, and she wasn’t about to interrupt Sandra’s naughty gift to the virtuous Avery. However, Miranda was going to have her little fun eventually! After a second or two of rummaging in her purse, she pulled out a few bills, most of which were smaller bills, but there were a few larger ones in the mix. It seemed like the stripper could read her mind with a devious gleam in his eyes that seem to foretell her soon-to-be moment with the dancing solider.<br><br>Miranda was almost giddy as her cheeks took on a richer shade. She firmly held her cash in her hand as she watched the man dance, eager to slid the paper into god-only-knows where. She danced a little awkwardly by herself as Eliza had grabbed a partner, and then Emi and Sandra was on the floor, and Emi was naked. Miranda just quirked a brow and shrugged: it was a little early for Emi to be naked, but it was going to happen sooner or later! <br><br>She laughed and glanced up to the entertainment to spot his rather cute booty had moved across the room to save the bride from leaving! Somehow, he managed to convinced the trapped bride to stay, despite the bride’s apparent anxiousness. Miranda knew in that moment that this guy was worth all the money Sandra had paid for him. With a hoot, Miranda shouted over the music, “Whoo! Give ’er a good dance, solider!” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 19:48:19</strong>
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				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>Catherine watched Eliza move rhythmatically. "Damn, what a fine sight." She thought to herself and joined the woman. Occasionally coming in very close to her before moving away. The beats had this infectious feel to it which would've made anyone want to dance some unless of course, you were Sandra and Emi, who were busy with something much more productive!<br><br>Eliza was now looking at the entertainment and as she did, she threw a glance towards Catherine, who smiled in return before moving forward and grabbed Eliza from the back before grinding herself over that cute bottom of hers. "Mmhm..so damn good!" She whispered in Eliza's ear before resuming the dance.<br><br>It was at this time the stripper seemed to have moved a bit and talking to Avery. The whole scene made Catherine chuckle. Undoubtedly Avery was trying to escape trying to take advantage of the state everyone was in and the stripper had done a good job of stopping that from happening. Catherine would keep that in mind and throw some extra bills towards him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 20:49:01</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>"Yay! Bonus to that guy!" I yelled out. I had been about to make a dash for the door myself to try and stop Avery leaving, but I was at the wrong end of the room. I grabbed Emi's breasts in my hands, squeezing and caressing, and grinned at her. "You want to be his bonus, or should I pay him in cash?"<br><br>I giggled. "Well anyway, go annoy Miranda, I need a drink and I reckon Aves does too..." I kissed my girl passionately, turned her towards the one woman dancing by herself and gave the oriental slut a hard slap on the bottom and a gentle shove, then headed for the kitchen. I poured myself a brandy and coke and poured one for Avery too, then made my way up the passage to the front door and back into the lounge.<br><br>I sat down on the arm of the chair Avery was in, handing her the tall glass of dark brown liquid, and grinned at her. "Come on, girl, chill out, relax. Have a good time. Enjoy. After all it's not every day your best friend gets to be your made of honour!" I grinned at her. "I promise we won't strip you naked and put you on flight to Buenos Ares, Okay?"<br><br><em>Johannesburg, maybe, but not Buenos Ares,</em> I didn't say aloud...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 21:00:45</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>Her hands felt so good on my breasts. I had no qualms about moaning as I was groped in public. I wiggled my ass to the beat.<br><br>"Hm. You know how I am about men." I shook my head firmly. "It'll have to be cash." We kissed, with tongue, and then I grinned. "Now that I can do."<br><br>I jumped and let out a shriek, her hand leaving a red print on my bottom. But then I giggled, having quite liked it, and danced my way over to Miranda. Standing in front of her, I ran my hands down over my breasts, giving them a shake.<br><br>"Hmm. You look lonely, Miranda." I liked my lips and slid up against her. "Want to fix that?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 21:12:31</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Ok I had to admit I was glad when Sandra came over with the drink, it was just what I needed. "Oh I know, sorry, I just am worried about sleep, you know, don't want to look like a beast tomorrow." I chuckled about her comment about striping me. "Oh Sandra, like you would ever, you already have Emi for that, right? Don't worry I'll stick around for a bit longer, I owe it to you for going to all the trouble." I hugged her around the hip, and then clinked my glass with hers. "Thanks for everything, you're the best."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 02:52:44</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>The stripper was smiling as he passed from woman to woman his body moving slowly,&nbsp; he was sharing himself amongst them, dancing very skilfully, and making sure we all got an eyeful of his great body, very professional she thought.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>When Catherine whispered in her ear Eliza responded, not caring if the sound was audible or not. Her hands circled their way around the back of Catherine to pull her even closer, she was feeling the curve of her body as they moved in time to the music, it felt glorious, she felt smooth and firm under Eliza‘s fingers, she loved dancing especially dirty dancing, and she closed her eyes once again.<br>She did not know how tonight was going to end, at that moment she did not care, he could go and fuck himself, her phone was off, she was not even thinking of him for a change. <br>The night was still young and the fun had just begun, she watched as Sandra brought a drink for Avery and although she wanted one herself, she just didn’t want to tear herself away from the dance. <br>The stripper was back to concentrating on Avery, she was still watching the strip show, her face more relaxed now, Eliza watched as Emi’s naked body moved from Sandra's to Miranda's, she turned to Catherine and whispered back.<br>“Ask me to go over there and I will, I’d really like to slide my hands all over her pretty naked body for an hour or two.” Eliza laughed loudly. “She would be between Miranda and me and that could get really sexy, I bet you would like to watch wouldn‘t you?” she said in a husky playful voice.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 13:45:47</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda</strong> <br><br>Miranda chuckled as Sandra announced a bonus with an elated shout! She seconded the motion with a loud, “Yeaah!” Not that tips weren’t to be expected, but it was apparent that the stripper had definitely earned a big one tonight. <br><br>Upon studying the finer nuances of the stripper’s ass, a rather perky Emi stepped in front of her. The spanish girl was a little startled as the oriental beauty pulled her from her trance with a bounce and wiggle of her delicious breasts. Any previous thoughts of the stripper quickly fled Miranda’s thoughts as Emi spoke and teasingly slid her petit form against her own. “Definitely!” Miranda almost too quickly replied with a bright smile as she quickly stuffed the bills into her wallet and tossed it onto a vacant cushion. “Ready to dance?” she asked with a wink as she playfully brushed herself up against Emi moving in rhythm to the music. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 22:08:09</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I grinned back. "Sure. At least... to start." I giggle as she brushed against me, then moved away, then back, touching her tantalizingly with my nude form. My hand dragged up her leg, slipping on up her body, ruffling the clothes and stopping on a breast, giving a momentary squeeze before falling away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 22:56:52</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I giggled and put an arm around Avery's shoulders. "You can sleep when your dead!" I smirked. My dad was an ex marine sergeant and he always used to say that. "Come on, sweetie, loosen up. Let's dance...." The track ended, being only seven minutes long, and the expensive stereo system switched back automatically to playing my vast collection of MP3 files, or rather a large selection of them that I'd deliberately picked out for this evening. The next track up was, in fact, probably the most appropriate one I could imagine...<br><br>Cyndi Lauper - Girls Just Want To Have Fun (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x0cJnVeiMrw#)<br><br>I dragged Avy out of her chair and began to sing along to the the chorus of the song, as I pulled her into the middle off the room... "Girls just wanna have fun..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 04:23:38</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>She was my best friend and I adored her for it. Still, and wasn't going to be the center of attention tomorrow. I took a few sips of the drink to loosen up more. I had to laugh as the next track began to play. Well everyone was having fun, so I felt like what the hell, they were there for me any way. "Ok let's dance." A few mote sips and I was up with her amongst the rest of the crowd dancing and writhing against each other.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 17:41:10</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda </strong> <br><br>She smiled at Emi’s reply as an invitation for more interesting times later tonight. “Sounds like fun,” she giggled. Miranda certainly wasn’t going to say no, especially with how delightfully she moved against her. Miranda tried to mirror Emi movements, seductively brushing herself against the cute asian woman as her own hands followed the slender curves on her sides and back. She felt Emi’s running along her, ruffling the dark fabric up along her smooth thighs until the weight of the fabric brought the dress down above her knees once more. Miranda smiled Emi’s adventurous hands continued worked their way upward and cropped a feel of her breast. Her smile widened as she playfully returned the gesture, gently squeezing Emi’s breasts and naughtily running her thumb across her pinkish nipple. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 00:40:49</strong>
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				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>His song ended, he gave himself a little break to watch the show going on in the middle of the floor. How could he help but chuckle at the song selection, though he was a tad confused. She was good about paying him up front, but they hadn’t discussed whether or not there was anything she needed outside of the dance for the bride to be. Hell, he was parked not too far away, and nobody was kicking him out the door. He found no reason not to enjoy himself “They just wanna…they just wannna…” he muttered as he sat back in a vacant chair. It was catchy enough to be a guilty pleasure of his.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 17:28:05</strong>
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				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>The night was just about getting started right now and there was plenty of time for them to go absolutely crazy. Avery seemed to be joining in on the fun slowly now and actually enjoying the attention from the stripper which was a welcome change to me. It's quite cool what just few drinks can do to you.<br><br>As I was thinking about that, Eliza put an interesting proposal to me. I smiled at the prospect. "Mmhm..yeah..only if all of us end up going in one of the back rooms afterwards for some quality girl time, wouldn't you agree?" She whispered back in Eliza's ear. "Go ahead kitten, they are ours for taking!" She grinned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 13:14:27</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>They were both speaking from the same page, as far as Eliza was concerned. “I’d love, some quality girl time too.”<br>Equally satisfying was the thought of putting Emi in a sexy sandwich with Miranda and she gave Catherine a small cheeky kiss, which lasted a second or two less than she’d really wished for. A small wave and she was slowly dancing and moving away, still looking at Catherine, and pretending she was not going in Miranda’s direction, finally turning at the last minute, with a long, last, sexy stare at Catherine.<br>She wrapped her arm’s around Emi resting them on Miranda’s hips moving her own body in time with their’s. Eliza was glad she’d taken off her shoes, she could dance much better that way.<br>“It looks like you two are having a nice time, so I thought I’d come over and do some dirty dancing with you both,you looked so sexy dancing together, I just couldn’t help myself.”<br>She took a quick look in Catherine’s direction, hoping to catch her friend’s eye.<br>”I Hope you don’t mind?” She smiled at the two women. Emi’s naked body now pressed up against Eliza, she moved her hand around Miranda’s waist gripping her other hand gently.<br>“Now I’ve got you” she spoke softly into Emi’s ear while swaying to the music, her desire to run her hands down Emi's body and in between her legs was proving almost too much for Eliza - she knew she hadn’t done much business so far but it didn’t matter at that moment.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 14:00:50</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda </strong> &nbsp;<br><br>Miranda had been much too interested at Emi to realize that Eliza was making a move until it was too late. With the abrupt addition of Eliza, Miranda found herself pressed up against Emi as Eliza held onto her helps and danced in sync with the two of them. Feeling Emi completely against her was amazing as her dress was near paper thin. She could feel all of the cute oriental curves against her, and Miranda could only imagine that Eliza was sharing the delicious sensation of having Emi’s taut rear against her. <br><br>“Not at all,” Miranda replied brightly, hoping Emi would feel similarly, “The more the merrier here.” She giggled and moved with the girls, allowing her hands to run over Emi’s frame once more before moving past the bare flesh onto Eliza’s dress. Miranda naughtily gave her hands a little room to feel along Eliza’s sides before resting them at her hips, maintaining the human sandwich formation and the slice of meat within. She winked up at the blonde, knowing that she probably wanted to put her hands on someone here. That was half the point of dancing after all!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 14:35:18</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Even tipsy and loose, I still was feeling out of place. Hands were all over other bodies, and although it looked interesting, I looked back and saw my stripper there alone, just watching. I parted from the crowd once more to step to him. "Hey, why don't you dance with me, everyone seems to be occupied with each other and well, it would be nice to have a partner to dance with. How about it? Will you dance with me?" Hopefully he would, I was feeling a buzz and knew things were probably going to be a little more loose for me now.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 20:08:58</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>As Avery deserted me for the stripper, I chuckled softly and spotted her big sis on her own, watching what looked to be an Emi-sandwich. The little oriental woman was bound to be enjoying that, and I felt it was mean to leave someone on their own, so I crept up behind Cathy and grasped her breasts from behind. "Hey, sugar. She's something isn't she? My girlfriend I mean... She's so sweet and sexy, makes you want to eat her up... In fact I do, frequently!" I chuckled again at my little joke.<br><br>I began rubbing my belly against Cathy's behind. "Thanks for inviting Eliza, dear. She's great. I want a piece of her myself before the evening is out!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 22:11:57</strong>
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				<strong>Emi Jameson</strong><br><br>I had said Miranda was one of the 'fun ones', and she was absolutely proving it. She returned my touches readily, and I made my glee clear as her thumbs found my stiff and sensitive nipples. Now <em>that</em> was what I was talking about! <br><br>And then, unexpectedly, there was <em>another</em> woman touching me! I grinned at Eliza. "You're cute enough. Join on in!"<br><br>I shamelessly wiggled between them, pressing my breasts into Miranda and my ass to Eliza, my movements undeniably sexual. In fact, it was about time, I thought, to move things up a notch.<br><br>"Hm. As much as I love being the center of attention, I think you two are a little overdressed, now..." My hands found their way to loosen Miranda's dress, making no attempt to hide what I was doing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 04:04:27</strong>
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				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>Chester smiled up at the obviously lit bride-to-be and pretended to think over her request to dance. Seriously, could he really say no to such a tightly packaged delight? “I’d love to” He said as he stood. He felt a little awkward, since he was pretty sure that he was the most sober person there, but it was a party, and he’d be a fool to throw such a good chance away. He started slow with her, keeping up with the underlying bass of the song to gauge her own mobility, before he worked his way closer.<br><br>His hand slipped to the small of her back for stability. It didn’t hurt that it was a great place to start for him <em>’married girl to be, big boy…don’t make a fool of yourself’</em> he thought as he smiled down at her “You know…you have really nice eyes.” he said, with a slight chuckle “Yeah…that sounded better when I thought about it…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 16:25:53</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Ok I was feeling good, I had to admit it, and when he said he would dance with me, I smiled. He was so handsome, even more than my own fiancé. When he got up and held me close, I felt a flutter, must have been the booze, still, he was so close, and touching me.<br><br>When he mentioned my eyes, I blushed, it was quite a compliment coming from him. I never get compliments from that selfish bastard of a boyfriend, um fiancé, whatever. Maybe I was making a mistake, getting marries, I mean look at how much fun everyone was having, and I was going to get tied down tomorrow. I took the last sip from my drink and placed the glass down. Christ he was hot, and holding me! <em>Kiss me, Kiss me</em> I kept thinking wondering if I really should or if I was going to regret it in the morning. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 22:59:17</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br><br>Emi’s suggestion to strip made Eliza laugh, but she still pulled off her waistcoat and off came her skirt, but she left on her short white slip and her white camisole top she tried to imagine them all naked writhing around on the floor. <br>“Ooh I’d better leave you two to it.” She grinned at them not wanting to shed all her clothes quite yet. “I want to get some more cake and I really need a drink.” <br>She smacked Emi’s bottom gently before leaving them and started to make her way to the kitchen. She noticed Avery had started dancing with the stripper and she wondered briefly what his name was. It came to her all of a sudden. Hmmm, why not ask him to stay, after all he was very entertaining, she must ask Sandra if was a good idea or not, it was an all female party, besides him. She passed by and gave him a look that would have melted ice. Avery looked happier, and was allowing him to pull her closer, she still looked virginal and inexperienced and very attractive. Eliza looked at Catherine motioning if she’d like a drink, but her attention looked taken up by Sandra, so she kept on towards the kitchen, she felt great and very turned on. In the kitchen she found the cake and helped herself to more not too much this time she told herself, she got herself a drink a lovely Merlot delicious and fruity and savoured the taste. She returned to the party quickly not wanting to miss anything.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 04:08:08</strong>
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				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>They were moving closer as they danced, their worlds converging as the party went down around them. He saw Eliza throw him a look as she walked by that made him unconsciously smile and wink back at her before he looked back at the Avery “You know…I’ve done gigs like this that were similar, but not quite like this. Have you all known each other long or something?” the cute naked Asian chick had her share of fans, and he couldn’t hate on that, but it was abundantly clear that some of these ladies drifted on the other side of the lake. Hell…he might have been able to find a fellow professional in that regard. It never hurt to know people!<br><br>He let it go, in the end. The girl was gorgeous, and she was digging him. She wasn’t married yet, right? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 15:06:08</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>I was lost in his eyes, he was holding me close and asking me if we all knew each other. I was too wrapped up in him to give a complete answer. "Sandra's my best friend, Emi her girlfriend, my sister over there, a merry band of friends." I was growing damp between my thighs, shit what was happening to me? I wanted this guy. Was it the booze? Who knew, but I blurted out the next sentence without even thinking, "Kiss me." I wanted him to so much and I hoped he would, over and over again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 15:43:12</strong>
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				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>Catherine felt sad when she felt the kiss being broken. And then Eliza was going in the exact opposite direction before turning at the last minute towards Miranda. Talk about being a tease! Pretty soon she was in the groove and dancing with the two women. Catherine saw her throw a glance in her direction and smiled, giving a thumbs up and whistling in appreciation. The sandwich was just too sexy, as she was thinking about that, she felt someone approach her from behind and grab her breasts. Catherine almost reacted sharply, but the touch was familiar and she realised who that was and smiled when the voice filled her ear.<br><br>"That little thing is like a firecracker!" She said and giggled. "No problems..and oh yeah, she's great indeed. Best weed in town supplied by such a sexy woman..who wouldn't want that?" By now, Eliza seemed to have seperated herself from the sandwich as the other two began to play with clothes..when she asked Catherine for a drink, she just shook her head and instead pointed in Eliza's direction and motioned to come towards her and Sandra when she was back.<br><br>Avery was even more tipsy and held complete attention fo the stripper, just like the way Catherine had wanted it to be. Right now, she herself could care less about stripper with a woman as sexy as Sandra grinding her body against hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 22:28:20</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I giggled softly as Cathy told Eliza to come back once she'd got her drink. As the woman returned from the kitchen, the track ended and That wonderful old warhorse, "Hey Ya" started playing. Random track selection is really weird some times.<br>Hey Ya - Outkast (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=43dE6fiTTSU#)<br>I danced sexily out from behind Cathy and grabbed Eliza by the shoulders. "Overdressed, dear." I told her, grabbing her Cami top and lifting it up over her head. The sexy blonde was just too good to resist and I tunded her and backed her up against Cathy. "Time to reveal your assets, my sweet!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 00:11:57</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza getting sexy</strong><br><br>Eliza’s lace bra and pants were her only protection as she was forced to lift her arms, her drink placed on the table forgotten. “Ooh….er.” She laughed giddily as her top came off, her boobs were not that big but she had never had them exposed before. <br>When Sandra backed her up against Catherine she felt the first tingle of an orgasm as it crept up her insides like a hot snake vibrating it’s way through her body making itself known, she loved that feeling most of all, she was not about to get naked yet though and moved very quickly out of Sandra’s way, the cake had taken effect and she was laughing merrily dancing with herself.<br>She remembered she wanted to ask about keeping the stripper at the party so she went back to Sandra looking the sexy women in the eye.<br>“Please will you ask that stripper to stay for a while darling?” She kissed Sandra full on the lips then, her tongue invading her mouth, a hand held Sandra's head, her brazenness fuelled by the cake and wine.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 03:57:54</strong>
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				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>He nodded as she gave him the quick and dirty summary of the roster he had before him tonight. Hell, he didn’t need too many details, right? This was a paying gig, and he was paid. The time after was just icing. His heart skipped a beat when she asked him to kiss her thought. She was drunk…had to be. Would that be taking advantage of her? The international rule of dating was if both people were drunk, then it was excusable. Problem was that he was the most sober bastard in the house.<br><br>It didn’t matter in the end. That split second of indecision was overrode&nbsp; by a very simple need to have her. He leaned down slowly for a kiss. He started softly, testing the waters some, before he moved in earnest. His arms wrapped around her, able to control her but for now only treating her like some fine vase. He didn’t know if this was right, and to tell the truth he didn’t care much to dwell on it. He was going to make her walk down the aisle with him on her mind.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 04:41:02</strong>
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				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>I didn't care if it was the alcohol or if it was a last chance of freedom. When he kissed me, I felt it, a spark, electricity. I closed my eyes as his&nbsp; arms wrapped around me. Oh my amazing. I kissed him back, my tongue searching for his. Damn he was exciting, why was I getting married again? Damn, I wasn't done living yet. <br><br>Plus he was getting me aroused. He was so hot and so amazing, I had feelings I never had before. Maybe I should have stopped, but I was having too much fun. As we broke from the kiss I looked right at him. "Oh god, you are a good kisser, that was amazing." I hoped I didn't slur as I spoke, making a bigger ass of myself. Still I wanted to stay in this guys arms a little longer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 14:19:38</strong>
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				<strong>Miranda </strong> <br><br>Miranda smiled and danced with a little more zeal towards Emi as she flaunted, teased, and brushed against the outer layers of the human sandwich. Emi was just adorable, wild, and sexy. Miranda couldn’t get enough of her, especially when she felt Emi’s wash along her sides to help her join in the exhibitionistic fun. “I agree,” Miranda agreed with a wink as she swiveled her side towards Emi to help her find the bow. She was wearing a very simple black wrap dress that was all too easily undone. Upon loosing the tie, the dress came open to reveal a lush scarlet bra ornamented with a touch of black lace framing the caramel mounds that lied within the delicate cups. Miranda always wore her best to Sandra’s. She bounced a little for Emi, as she teasingly asked with a smile, “Do you like?”&nbsp; <br><br>Miranda was a little oblivious that Eliza had left the sandwich until, out of the corner of her eye, fell a pair of charming pale breasts cradled in lace. It seemed like Emi had started a nude revolution, and this was just the start of a wonderful evening. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 00:18:12</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I frowned as Eliza wriggled away. "Honey, he's been paid for the evening, he's been paid to get naked and he ain't that yet. If he wants to stay, he can. I'm not going to force him, but you're welcome to ask him to..." I felt a sudden irresistable urge in my bladder. "Damnit... I gotta go pee. See you girls in a bit!"<br><br>I dashed out of the lounge and into the kitchen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4217018#msg4217018).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 15:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eliza speaking with Avery and going to get the cake.</strong><br><br><br>She laughed when Sandra abruptly left her needing a pee, a dirty thought crept into her mind and she tried to control them, wanting to dash after Sandra to ask her if she needed help was going a bit too far,<em> filthy tart </em>, she said to herself. <br>She spied the stripper and Avery getting very friendly, not really wanting to interrupt them she went to Avery and whispered, in her ear.<br><br>“Let’s invite him to stay longer when&nbsp; he gets his show finished, after all we do want to see some flesh don’t we, I might like to touch some of it too.” she said none too shyly, she just loved the tease of tonight, something about it really was getting to her.<br><br>She was definitely and defiantly going to offer him some cake so she quickly went into the &nbsp;kitchen &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4049892#msg4049892).&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 17:26:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>He smiled down at the flustered Avery and smiled. “Glad you liked it…I had some help making it”. One could not have a good kiss without a good kissing partner, after all. He was about to move in for more when the woman who had given him a hungry stare earlier had whispered something to Avery. He didn’t try to interrupt, but did asked “And what was that all about?” with a bit of a smirk. He was sure it was about him, but in what context he could only guess.<br><br>While she was thinking of an answer, he moved closer to her and slip a hand to her rounded ass. He couldn’t believe how smoking she was “I have ways of making you talk…” he added softly as he breathed her in.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 18:59:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>As we finished the kiss Eliza whispered in my ear about him staying, I had to agree fully, I wanted him to stay and nodded to her. Plus he did have a show to finish, he was still half dressed. Even I wanted to know what he looked like naked. <br><br>As his hand dipped lower and he leaned in, I swallowed hard. "I want you to stay, we all do. If you want to know the rest, you better show me your ways you can make me talk." My hand ran over his chest and I was having thoughts of him taking me right there. He was so sexy and tonight was about fun right? So time for me to have some fun with him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petrosity</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 06:24:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Miranda </strong> <br><br>After watching a few ladies slip off into the kitchen, Miranda was starting to feel a bit thirsty. Not to mention another piece of a cake sounded divine; anything to munch on sounded great, Miranda suddenly realized in concert with a small growl from her stomach. Miranda’s curvy hips slowly came to a stop as she spoke to Emi, “I’m a bit thirsty. Would you like anything from the kitchen?” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 14:14:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>He smiled as she spoke, and his body moved just enough to make sure she got a good feel in. “Hmmm…well…my pants are still on. Why don’t we let the bride get a little preview? That might help loosen your lips”. He wriggled his eyebrows some, and allowed her to take the statement anyway she wanted. His hand, however, took her own and made it trail further north and along his bulge. He was turned on, but not at the point of raging hard-on as of yet, but it was evident that he had brought a considerable amount of meat to the party himself.<br><br>He guided her hand up and down the bulge and held his smile “So…what did your sneaky little friend talk about?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 16:20:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>I felt his erection and I smiled, I could turn on another man and it was damn exciting. Maybe I was sexier than I gave myself credit for, or maybe it was all in my drunk little head. "Oh that's what she said, you still had too much on, guess I can remedy that" With my hand being stoked over his shaft, I needed to get those damn pants off. <br><br>My hands nimbly worked over the fasteners and undid them. I put both my hands on his hips and slid his pants off all the way to the ground. As I slinked back up his body, I looked him in the eye, "Hope the preview doesn't stop there, Perhaps a little private show, away from prying eyes?" I then leaned in and kissed him one more, my leg wrapping around his as my hips ground into him, feeling that bulge against my body and wanting to feel so much more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 16:26:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>“I don’t usually do private shows after hours…” he said with a small smirk “but for you, I’d make an exception”. He could feel her press against his body, and in all fairness he would have simply took her while the others cheered on. He’d take this delicious little thing in a church if he had to and hammer a true confession out of her. His heart rate was starting to pick up some, as he looked around “Where do you suggest we go, now that I have no pants on, I doubt I’d go unnoticed”<br><br>By then his hips had began to slowly grind against hers in response to her own “And besides…you wouldn’t have taken my pants off here, if you didn’t want me here. Want me to just take a seat…? Want to let your friends hear you moan a little?” He bent his words to her ear, the thought of taking her made him finally grow beyond the camo patterned g-string he wore. She was beginning to rub on his bare cock, and he was beginning to lose his struggle for control as that small voice screamed for him to take her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 16:34:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>Catherine was just getting relaxed in the company of the two girls until Sandra had to go to the bathroom and Eliza probably disappeared to get some of her special cake. She chuckled to herself as she watched Avery fall even more to the charms of the handsome man and dragged herself towards her purse lying on the ground before pulling out some cash and looked in Avery's direction and then back at stripper before moving closer to Avery and whispering in her ear. "Hey there sis..I think you could do some good with some of these bills." And winked, offering her half of the cash.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 15:05:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>Oh god, oh god, oh god, what was I doing? I stripped another man naked, and he was so aroused right now, I had no idea what I was really doing. He mistook my 'private show' comment to mean something else, and I&nbsp; blushed hard. Sure he was super hot, but I was still a virgin, and if I let him...<br><br>He was talking of taking me right there in the living room and Cat wasn't helping by giving me some money to shove in his very small thong. What to do, what to do! <br><br>I leaned in to him and whispered soft, "I've never done it before, understand?" I was shaking fighting&nbsp; the devil and angel on ,my shoulders. I was supposed to be a virginal bride, my husband would surely know that I was not if I did this. Still, I had never been naughty in my life.<br><br>"Get me another drink, and let's do this." I could not believe the words came out of my mouth, but there they were, and there was no chance of taking them back now.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 20:22:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I came from cumming in the kitchen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4259668#msg4259668) back into the lounge, wearing just my bra. I suddenly felt self concious about it and quickly stripped it off. Naked now, I felt much more comfortable. And if the hostess is nude that means... I giggled and moved to the stereo that was playing some bland tweenies dance hit, flipping the track to Justin Timberlake's Rock your Body.<br>Justin Timberlake Rock your body lyrics (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHYj7dffBT4#)<br><br>I wanted the line "Gonna have you naked by the end of this song" to have an effect.<br><br>I danced my way back to where Miranda and Emi were. "Miranda! Over dressed again!" I giggled, scooping Emi into my arms and pulling on her nipples. My own hard nipples poked into Emi's back and I figured if no one else could, my girlfriend would smell my cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>15-02-2011, 02:27:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Chester</strong> <br><br>Chester smiled at that slightly dreamy gaze her eyes held, as if she were weighing options, seeing beyond to outcomes unknown, and overcome by the realness of it all. Why not, he had just invited her to do something even he hadn’t done in quite some time, and even then it was just that once. Still, the place seemed ripe some it. The women, no matter how they leaned, were getting naked and having themselves a good ole time. Sex was in the air, and he only added to the pot.<br><br>Another woman came by and delivered some bills in obvious jest “Oh, no…I wouldn’t want to take her money. At least not until I’ve earned it” He said as he stared more into Avery’s eyes. He couldn’t get enough of them, and he wondered how much prettier they would seem as her mouth was full of his cock. The wayward though actually made his shaft buck against her, the temptation starting to take more control over him.<br><br>When she’d admitted to being a virgin, the best Chester could do was gape at her for a few seconds. Her? A virgin? What did they do? Make her wear metal armor all through school? Even then, some poor sap like himself would be trying to sweet talk her with a can opener. Finally, he got a hold of himself and laughed some as she asked for another drink “Oh no you don’t. We’ll get you that drink together…I don’t want to go and toss your friends around just to get back to you.” <br><br>Though he smiled while he said it, one couldn’t help but feel like there was a taste of truth to it. When his employer returned, she was getting comfortable. For the first time, he wondered if he should be paying for the sights he was getting today. When she’d made a move to change songs, he could only shake his head. “Now we’ve got ourselves a party!” he said to Avery.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-02-2011, 16:14:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery</strong><br><br>I wasn't paying attention to everyone else, I just had my eyes on <strong>him</strong>. I didn't even realize they were almost all naked by this point. I just had eyes for my stripper. So what if he wouldn't take the money unless he 'earned it', I would make sure he did. He then bucked against me, Christ, he was making me hot and I really wanted to have that fantasy of just letting go and having him fuck me right there in front of everyone. <br><br>I giggled when he took me to get that drink, only then did I turn and see the crowd without clothes on. I blushed hard and put my eyes to the floor. It was way too intimate for me, but then I had agreed to let this guy take me in front of all of them! I guess I was a little vixen locked inside. <br><br>As the music changed, I shot Sandra a look like she had planned the music perfectly and mouthed to her, "I want him", and smiled and giggled as we went to get me that drink. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-02-2011, 19:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Seeing Aves heading for the kitchen with the stripper I grinned at the words she mouthed at me. "Go for it, babe!" I yelled to her over the music, and then just before she turned away, added, "I want you!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 00:17:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eliza trying to seduce Catherine the sexy</strong><br><br><br>Passing by the stripper and Avery on their to the kitchen, Eliza winked at Avery and said to the stripper “Here you are.” She handed him a slice, “Have some yummy cake, not too much it’s very special cake.”<br>She smiled a dirty smile at Avery and the stripper and slipped passed them into the lounge, looking for someone to dance with she moved slowly towards the Catherine. <br><br>’I’ll tell you all the dirty details of sex in the kitchen part one, if you get naked.”<br><br>She looked at Catherine grinning from ear to ear she could still smell and taste Sandra on her lips, What a dirty night this was going to be if that was anything to go by.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 00:40:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Chester</strong><br><br>Chester had a smile literally plastered on his face from the high of knowing this especially smoking woman wanted him. Knowing that she was actually thinking about what he’d said, and still shocked that he managed to even suggest it, he followed her into the kitchen. On the way, he’d taken the piece of cake Eliza had given him, the part where she said that it was a special cake was lost in the music and merriment, but he managed to give a loud ‘Thank You!’ before disappearing to the kitchen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.msg4268847#msg4268847) with a mouthful of cake.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 16:24:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Avery </strong><br><br>as I moved to the kitchen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92955.0) with the stripper, I could have sworn that Sandy had said she wanted me too. Maybe I was imagining it. I'd have to ask her later. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 13:51:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>Catherine watched Avery and Chester go in the kitchen, chuckling to herself at the way Avery had immersed herself in the whole deal. That was when she suddenly felt Eliza come close towards her once again and whisper in her ear. Catherine smiled upon hearing the words, continuing to dance and replied back. "Why don't you do the honors yourself?" She winked, pointing towards her dress and leaned forward a little to kiss Eliza teasingly on the lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 00:25:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>The kiss from Catherine was sexily planted on Eliza lips, it spoke of more to come. Eliza stripped the rest of her clothes off, still looking at Catherine as she was tossing them with the rest, her body slightly tanned, small breasts pert, she spun in a big twirl, not in the least ashamed of her beautiful body, but not really used to showing it either. <br><br>She arched her back in time to the music, she felt a sexual spasm as she remembered her mouth exploring Sandra body, She knew she was not the only one there who was horny as hell. Sandra was fantastic and Eliza knew she wanted more of her. She didn’t know if anyone saw them but if&nbsp; &nbsp;they did it would have been a very sexy scene, her face buried in Sandra’s pussy, Sandra’s squirming in ecstasy.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 01:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Emi - feeling the worst for wear.</strong><br><br>Emi stopped dancing as Miranda did. "Oh, uh... Yeah, I..." She tried to decide what drink she wanted but found she couldn't think clearly. Whether it was the excitement, the alcohol, the heat in the room, the lack of oxygen or the cake, she would never be able to work out, but suddenly she felt really dizzy. "Uh... need sit..." She gasped and collapsed into Miranda's arms. A second later she was snoring peacfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-03-2011, 20:19:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>It was kind-of lucky that there was a pause in the music, just as the doorbell went. Or the new arrival, might have planned it that way. Sandra was watching the guests dropping like flies, including her girlfriend. What was in that cake?<br><br>She sighed as the music segued into some random dance track and headed for the front door (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92399.msg4362555#msg4362555).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>12-03-2011, 21:07:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>A naked Eliza was like, one of the prettiest things Catherine had ever seen, and she had seen some beautiful ladies in her time. The naked women were looking at each other. Catherine stared at her hungrily as they danced, her hands were on the Eliza's body..holding on to her tightly as she was grinding herself against the sexy woman. "So, now I get some answers heh?" She whispered in Eliza's ears and kissed her once again..moving to the beats of the music.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 17:37:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eliza </strong> &nbsp;<br><br>The cake and coke was really getting to Eliza, one minute Catherine had&nbsp; clothes on and the next she was naked and grinding with Eliza to the music. <br><br>She was finally touching Catherine’s bare flesh, the feeling, was better than the drugs she’d had today.<br>Poor Emi had to be half carried away, perhaps she was ill thought Eliza. Sandra had taken care of it and was back moving sexily across the floor.<br><br>“Well, ” Eliza said after the kiss took her breath away, “that was very nice, and if you kiss me again like that I’ll do more that just tell you what happened I’ll show you.” <br><br>She was grinning a very dirty smile at the lovely Catherine . <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 20:27:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Amber.jpg)</div> Gina entered the lounge, looking about in wide-eyed surprise. She'd expected Sandra to throw a hen night filled with wild debauchery - after all, that's why she'd come - but even she didn't quite expect the crazy decadence unfolding in front of her. Lots of booze, everywhere. Drugs, out and ready to be snorted. A couple of people naked and passed out ... and two girls, naked and grinding together sinfully.<br><br>"Nice party, Sandra," Gina said casually. She picked up a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass. She swirled it around, sipping at it carefully ... and then she turned around and poured some of the wine on Polina's perky, succulent tits. Leaning down, Gina sucked and licked her girlfriend's breasts, biting the nipples playfully with her teeth. <br><br>"Mmmm," Gina said. She held a hand under one of her girlfriend's breasts, bouncing it on her fingertips. She turned Polina towards Sandra, still cupping the girl's chest. "Want a taste, dear?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 20:51:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Sandra was having a great time. Best party she'd ever thrown. The music was playing a totally hot song by Anomie Belle.<br>Anomie Belle How can i be sure (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLhykn_9DOY#)<br><br>Gina turned her new toy in that amazingly hot outfit towards her and offered her a taste. "Mmm, that looks absolutely delicious, I don't mind if I do, thank you dear." She lowered her mouth to Polina's nipple and began to suckle softly on it. "Mmmm. Ish goot!" she said through teeth that gripped the sensitive nub. She couldn't resist and slipped one hand between Poli's thighs, rubbing gently. She released the nipple briefly to ask, "Does she have permission to climax or can I be cruel to her?"<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 21:05:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br><br>"Oh, Polina doesn't mind if you're cruel," Gina murmured. "Isn't that right, baby?" She slipped a hand down between her girlfriend's legs, caressing Sandra's hand and then parting the lips of Polina's sex with her fingers. Slowly, she pushed a finger into Polina's delightful little pussy. <br><br>"She can climax, if you like," Gina said to Sandra, fucking Polina slowly with her hand, smiling as her girlfriend began to moan and grind her hips against her invading finger. "Or ... maybe she'll have to wait. Until you give her permission."<br><br>Gina slipped her finger out of Polina's cunt, and pressed it to Sandra's lips. "Up to you, dear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 15:56:05</strong>
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				POLINA VOROSHILOVA<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a3/Polina.jpg)</div>Polina followed her sexy Gina, inside the house. Wonderful music for dancing played, and two pretty naked girls maked out together, right in the living room. The party was amazing, already! Polina suddenly didn’t mind, that Gina maked her wear nothing but sexy lingerie, to the party. She and Gina would have much fun, Polina knowed it!<br><br>But then Polina, she saw her Gina, with that pretty naughty smile on her face, drinking her wine. And then Gina spilled the wine, on Polina’s breasts! Gina beginned sucking and biting Polina’s tits, in front of every one! She licked Polina’s nipples, she rolled her tongue, around them. And Polina whimpered, with much delight!<br><br><strong>“Mmm, Gina, stop it!”</strong> Polina said. Even though, she didn’t want Gina to stop. Gina’s mouth, it always felt so good, on Polina’s breasts, and between her legs! But then, Polina’s eyes growed big, as Gina spinned her around. And pushed her towards Sandra, who beginned sucking and kissing Polina’s tits, too.<br><br><strong>“Ohh, ooh!”</strong> Polina squealed. While Sandra played with Polina’s chest, Gina slapped Polina’s pretty bare pussy, with her hand. And beginned fucking Polina, with her fingers! Polina rocked her hips, she wanted more of Gina’s wonderful fingers, inside her. And she moaned, while Sandra bited her nipples, it felt so good.<br><br><strong>“Yes Gina, I do what ever, you want,”</strong> Polina said, very softly to Gina. She looked at Sandra, very excited! <strong>“Please, will you play with me?”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 18:45:44</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>How could anyone resist an offer like that. "Of course I will, you sweet thing!" I told her, slipping my hand quickly between her legs. My gods she was wet!<br><br>I turned her so her back was to me and buried my face in that gorgeous soft blonde hair. My hands went to her breasts, and began squeezing and teasing, then one slid down across her belly and across her perfect smooth mound to cup those deliciously wet lips. My middle finger pressed up between them, finding that soft, warm hole that I had no doubt had still been sealed before this gorgeous slut met my friend Gina.<br><br>"Oh sweetie. I know what I need" I murmured in her ear, and guided her, swaying in time to the music, to the drawer where Emi and I kept the emergency down-stairs supplies. Basically if we wanted to do it down here and couldn't be bothered to go up to get what we wanted, it always paid to have an extra one down here.<br><br>I pulled out the hard black strap-on. Why the big, hard ones are always black, I have no idea... I have some really pretty soft pink ones too, But I wanted Polina to feel this. "Bend over, sweetie!" I said, as I stepped into the straps and pulled them tight
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 20:56:38</strong>
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				<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br><br>“<em>Now</em> you’re talking,” Gina said to Sandra, smiling wickedly. She watched for a long moment as Sandra molested her blonde girlfriend, savoring every breathless sigh and whimper that Polina made. <br><br>When Sandra finally stopped groping the girl long enough to fetch a strap-on, Gina plopped down on a couch, and wriggled out of her mini-skirt. Reaching down between her legs, Gina widened the slit in her crotchless panties between her fingers, exposing the neatly-trimmed hairs of her muff and her wet, pink hole.<br><br>“On your hands and knees,” Gina said sharply to Polina. “You can pleasure me with that naughty slut tongue of yours while Sandra has fun with you. And no cumming yet, you adorable little bitch. Not until I tell you to … or until Sandra says it’s okay.”<br><br>Gina lay back on the couch, sprawled out with her legs spread lewdly apart. She gasped as Polina’s tongue found her cunt. She grabbed Polina by her hair, and shoved the girl’s face hard into her wet, steaming hole.<br><br>“Like that … yeah,” Gina sighed happily. She reached over by her purse and picked up her Flip video camera while Polina dutifully ate her out with slow, delicious licks. She smiled as she saw Sandra kneeling behind Polina, that fantastic black strap-on ready for action.<br><br>“Smile for the camera, P,” Gina said with a smirk as Sandra entered her girlfriend from behind. “Then get back to eating my pussy.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 15:29:16</strong>
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				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>Catherine grinned when she heard Eliza's comment regarding showing what happened. "Is that so?" She asked and without waiting for an answer, kissed Eliza with even more aggression than she had done so earlier. Her long tongue spreading deep inside Eliza's mouth like a snake for what seemed like an eternity before pulling back and giving a light kiss on lips before whispering in Eliza's ear. "I think I would like to see what happened. You, and me..to the kitchen or wherever the hell we can get some privacy so I can do what i've always wanted to do to you..fuck you like there's no tomorrow."
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				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 15:33:16</strong>
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				POLINA VOROSHILOVA<br><br><strong>“Yes Sandra,”</strong> Polina said. Her voice shaked, with much excitement! She bended over, like Sandra asked. And crawled on her hands and knees, to the couch. Her sexy Gina waited for her, sitting there. With her legs spreaded open for Polina, and her pretty soft pussy, ready for her, to eat.<br><br>Polina put her face between Gina’s legs. She wrapped her arms around Gina’s slender thighs, she put her hands on Gina’s sexy hips. And she beginned licking Gina’s pussy, very slow and soft at first, like Gina liked. &nbsp;Polina also licked the sexy gold ring that pierced Gina’s clit, she pulled it, very gentle, with her teeth. <br><br>Polina looked up from Gina’s wet yummy pussy, when Gina telled her to smile. And saw Gina, taking videos of Polina, with her camera. Polina’s eyes, they growed very big, with surprise! Gina taked lots of naughty videos and pictures of Polina, but always in their bedroom, at home! She never taked videos of her, before. With other people watching, in the room!<br><br><strong>“Oh no, Gina! What are you doing?”</strong> Polina said, very nervous. But she smiled too, very excited, she couldn’t help it! <strong>“Gina, please, I don’t OOOHHH!!!”</strong> <br><br>Suddenly, Polina felt her knees, being pushed apart. And a pair of sexy hands, on her cute bottom. Polina gasped, as some thing hard and wonderful parted her pussy lips, and teased her cunt!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 23:17:43</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Oh this was so good. Sweet Polina, Pretty Poli... Heh I had to sugest that one to Gina - was bending over and eating out Gina's sweet cunt, while she filmed it... in my lounge! "Gina, sweet, I want a copy of that, as payment for using my house as a film set!" I giggled at her, and adjusted the strap-on so it fitted nicely against my clit and cunt, then placed my hands on P's sweet, round arse and spread the cheeks. I slid the tip of the hard plastic rod across Polina's pucker, then rubbed it up and down her cunt lips, getting it very, very wet. "Eenie" I prodded her back passage with it. "Meenie" I prodded her love hole. "Mynie" The tight little sphincter again. "Mo!" And slid it deep into her soft, wet pussy. "Mmmmn!" I gasped. I always loved this dildo. The back of it was shaped to fit me. The liquid plastic had been poured into a fairly normal mould, allegedly modelled on a male dolphin. But then a tight fitting cap had been sealed over it, that had been made from a plaster cast I'd made of my own cunt. The plastic had set into the exact shape oh me!<br><br>The resulting strap-on was wonderful fot me to wear, because every movement brought pleasure as it caressed my folds. I thrust vigorously into Polina, gasping with pleasure as I did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>16-03-2011, 20:58:01</strong>
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				<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br><br>Gina didn’t know which she liked better … the look of alarm on Polina’s face, as she realized her naughty little activities were being captured on camera … or the way Polina’s slim body writhed with delight as Sandra teased the girl from behind, and then slammed deep into the girl’s willing pussy.<br><br>But she liked both. A lot.<br><br>“You can … <em>uhhh!</em> … oh, yeah, baby doll, like that, very good … you can have a copy of this when we’re, <em>mmmm!</em> finished, Sandra,” Gina said. Her face was flush with wanton excitement as Polina’s tongue began lapping in earnest at her wet cunt. Sandra’s strong, insistent thrusts into Polina’s twat also provided the lovely side bonus of slamming the blonde girl’s face into Gina’s pussy, making the girl’s oral efforts even more delightful.<br><br>Gina put her camera down on the cushions of the couch for a moment. She stripped off her t-shirt, revealing the red transparent bra that she wore beneath it. The nipples of her small breasts, hard as marbles, strained through the sheer fabric. Gina kicked off her shoes, and rested her feet on Polina’s shoulder blades as her randy girlfriend continued to eat her out.<br><br>“We’ve got lots of … <em>umm! fuck!</em> … videos,” Gina said breathlessly. She started to film Polina again with her tiny camera, making sure to get Sandra eagerly ramming Polina doggystyle with the strap-on while the blonde girl’s pretty face was buried between her legs. “She likes to … <em>oh! shit! YEAH!!!</em> &nbsp;… dress up like a schoolgirl sometimes, or a naughty … <em>mmm! ahhh!</em> … naughty Red Riding Hood … yeah, sweetie, faster, faster … don’t let the sweet … <em>OHHH!</em> … sweet, um, innocent face fool you, she’s a dirty … <em>SHIT!!!</em> … dirty girl, she’s fantastic …”<br><br>Gina began grinding her wet cunt hard against Polina’s mouth, smearing the girl’s cheeks with her juices. She’d been all excited about Avery’s hen night for hours, and now that she was here … with her adorably slutty girlfriend expertly eating her out in the living room, while her friend Sandra railed her girlfriend from behind … she was right on the edge of a spectacular orgasm. Her hips trembled as her climax began to build and swell inside her, and she let out a loud, wanton moan as she inched ever closer to her peak.
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				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>17-03-2011, 16:06:20</strong>
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				POLINA VOROSHILOVA<br><br><strong>“OHH!”</strong> Polina cried out. When Sandra beginned fucking her, with the big hard strap on dildo! The dildo, it streched and filled Polina’s wet little hole. And Sandra, she was very excited, she thrusted very deep into Polina! It hurted a little, but it felt very wonderful, too. Polina loved it, the feeling of being filled. And having the big dildo, sliding in and out of her, very hard and fast!<br><br>Very eager, Polina pushed her pretty ass cheeks, back against Sandra’s hips. Their flesh, it slapped together, very loud, as they smacked together. Sandra runned her finger nails down Polina’s back, and ass, while she fucked her. Polina maked happy sighs, and goose bumps covered her slender arms. Gina prommised her a night, to remmember! And already, the night, it was amazing! &nbsp;Polina never ever was with two girls, at the same time, before. And the beautiful Sandra, she taked Polina from behind, doggy style, while Polina licked and sucked Gina’s pretty pussy! Having a three some, it was so naughty and fantastic, Polina loved it!<br><br><strong>“Thank you, Gina,!”</strong> Polina said, as she went down on her girlfriend. Sandra’s happy thrusts, she shoved Polina’s face right into Gina’s wet cunt. So her tongue, it went even more deep, into Gina’s yummy slit! Polina didn’t mind though, she saw the big wicked smile, on Gina’s face. And she knowed that she maked Gina very happy! <br><br>So Polina, she licked and sucked and Gina’s pussy, the way she knowed Gina liked. She gived Gina’s hot hole long swirling licks, and some times she sticked her tongue in deep, like she was fucking it, with a cock! And she maked her way up to Gina’s clit, she sucked on it, very hard. And gived Gina’s clit ring playful tugs, with her teeth! And some times, her tongue went down to Gina’s sexy ass pucker, she licked and kissed it, too!<br><br>Polina felt Gina grow very wet, she knowed her girlfriend was about to cum! And Sandra, fucking Polina so wonderful and hard, and nasty too! It maked Polina want to cum, too! She remmembered, what Gina telled her, not to cum with out permissions. &nbsp;But it was so hard, when Sandra fucked her so good! She didn’t know, if she could keep herself, from cumming!<br><br><strong>“Yes Sandra, yes!”</strong> Polina cried out. <strong>“Please don’t stop, I love it!”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 21:47:38</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza </strong> &nbsp;<br><br>Catherine’s kiss was powerful it held Eliza attention with it’s force and longing when they pulled back, Eliza was just about to answer Catherine when some newcomers made their way into the room, Eliza was watching them, and she was still swaying to the music, as they made their way into the room.&nbsp; <br>This party was really bringing out Eliza’s bad dirty side; she loved the kinkiness that was happening, she was happy to see the new sexy girls playing with each other. Eliza was fixated as they wasted no time in getting down to sucking and fucking with Sandra. She really wanted to watch the show but get dirty with Catherine as well.<br><br>“Let’s do it here, then we can watch the others at the same time, I love having sex and watching sex,” she said, taking Catherine’s hand and placing it between her legs, moving it slowly around, she’d slightly parted her legs, “unless of course you want us to be alone.”&nbsp; She whispered the last into Catherine’s ear; she couldn’t help but wonder what her friend was like.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>21-03-2011, 15:14:24</strong>
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				<strong>Catherine Wilson</strong><br><br>The new girls who had just arrived sure knew how to spice up a party judging by how quickly they got down and dirty with Sandra. This was looking like it's gonna be some seriously kinky fun! Grinning at Eliza, Catherine replied back. "You just read my mind dear." And felt Eliza lead her arm between her legs. Catherine's fingers played with Eliza's sex and the touch was just amazing. "Better do it here..just give me a second." Catherine winked and grabbed her purse lying around and produced a large strap-on, before adjusting it on herself and grabbed Eliza, slamming her on the wall next to them with a sudden burst of dominance and rubbed the shaft against her sex before penetrating her and whispered in her ear. "I'm going to fuck you in ways you would remember for the rest of your life!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-03-2011, 18:29:23</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I thrust harder and harder, and noticed that Catherine was suddenly doing something similar to the drug dealer she'd invited. That was great. All we needed now was the bride and that male stripper to come back and make the orgy complete "OOOHHH!" I moaned,&nbsp; as I felt a stunning climax nearing. "OH GOD! OH YEAH!" I kept thrusting with the strap-on, and reached to grab Polina's superb little breasts, giving them a painful squeeze. <br><br>"Oh! Uhhh... NNNNUUUGGGHHHHHH!" I grunted as I came, hard. and staggered slightly, leaning forward over Polina. I caught my ballance and paused, holding the strap-on inside her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>21-03-2011, 21:44:10</strong>
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				<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br><br>Already, Gina thought that Avery’s hen night was <em>fantastic</em>, way better than she could’ve ever expected … and she hadn’t even seen the bride-to-be yet! At best, she’d hoped that maybe she could get Polina to put on a nasty little show in front of the girls. She hadn’t expected the adorable slut to be so, well, enthusiastic. And she hadn’t expected the other girls to be so lascivious, either … but they sure as fuck were. Sandra seemed to love fucking Polina with wild abandon, and the other girls were naked and looked ready to get it on. Sighs and moans and the sounds of wet flesh slapping together filled the air.<br><br>Gina thought it was great.<br><br>The best part, though, was the look on Polina’s pretty face. She kept looking up at Gina with those heavenly blue eyes of hers, her fluttering tongue buried in Gina’s dripping snatch, her body jerking and shaking with every insistent thrust of Sandra’s invading strap-on. There was a wicked, hungry twinkle in those blue eyes … Gina could tell her randy girlfriend loved putting on a show. And watching that sexy show made Gina absolutely <em>wild</em>.<br><br>“Don’t you <em>dare</em> cum just yet, you nasty bitch,” Gina gasped. She ground her wet cunt even harder into Polina’s face, practically humping the girl’s eager tongue. “Oh, <em>shit</em>, you’re such a good little pussy eater … ahh! Ahh!! AHHH!!!”<br><br>Gina arched her back, and her whole body twitched as she came messily all over Polina’s face. Furiously, she kept grinding her slit against her girlfriend’s tongue, as wave after wave of the most deliciously dirty orgasm washed over her. Her whole body twitched in delight, and her hips bucked hard as her pussy exploded in release.<br><br>Reaching down, Gina pulled up Polina by the shoulders, so the girl lay on top of her on the couch. Their breasts pressed together and their legs intertwined, Gina began kissing Polina in earnest, thoroughly enjoying tasting the juices of her sex on her girlfriend’s face and tongue.<br><br>“You’re such a good girl, P,” Gina murmured to Polina, tenderly breaking away from their kiss. Abruptly, she slapped her girlfriend hard across the face with her hand, leaving a nice red mark on the pretty blonde’s cheek. She laughed and pushed Polina off the couch.<br><br>“Now go suck Sandra’s cock, slut,” Gina added with a smile. &nbsp;Seeing Polina on her hands and knees, Gina lazily tapped the girl’s sexy rump with her bare foot, pushing Polina towards Sandra. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 15:16:22</strong>
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				POLINA VOROSHILOVA<br><br>Polina, she thought she was in the most amazing dirty dream! She was almost naked in a stranger’s living room, only wearing sexy under wear, on her hands and knees. While a sexy girl, who weared a big thick strap on, fucked Polina’s pretty pussy, from behind! And Polina’s face, it was pushed into her sexy girlfriend Gina’s cunt, so she could lick it, with her tongue! And other girls in the room, strangers to Polina? They stripped and played with each other, and watched Polina, sand whiched between her two sexy girls.<br><br>Except, it wasn’t a dream! It was much better, it really was happening!<br><br><strong>“Unh! UNH! OHH! YES!”</strong> Polina cried out, very happy! Sandra’s big dildo, it streched and fucked Polina’s tight cunt. It felt wonderful, sliding in and out of Polina. Her pussy walls, they hugged the thick dildo, it was super snug inside her. Polina gasped very loud, every time Sandra thrusted hard into her! She loved how her new sexy friend fucked her, hard and nasty. Polina didn’t know, if she could keep herself, from cumming, much longer! Especially when Sandra, she shuddered and cried out, and grabbed Polina’s pretty little tits! It felt amazing, being fucked by Sandra, Polina wanted to cum, very bad!<br><br>But Gina, she grabbed Polina by the hair. And rubbed her pussy all over Polina’s slut face, and maked Polina eat her pussy. Polina loved it, being treated rough by her sexy Gina. She licked and sucked on Gina’s clit, even more hard. And slided a finger into her wet hole, to fuck her more hard! Polina smiled, when Gina moaned and screamed and arched her back, and cummed very hard on Polina’s face. She loved watching her girlfriend shudder, with dirty pleasures. She gived Gina’s wet pussy soft licks and kissed it, she loved how Gina’s pussy tasted, too.<br><br>Polina was very happy, when Gina pulled her up and kissed her, very soft and tender. And she laughed and smiled, very excited, when Gina slapped her across her slut face, even though it hurted! Polina loved being Gina’s sexy toy. And she loved it too, being slapped and called filthy names, by Gina.<br><br><strong>“Gina, stop it!”</strong> Polina said, very teasing. When Gina kicked her bottom, so she would go suck Sandra’s dildo. But Polina, she crawled, very slow, on her hands and knees, to Sandra. She smiled and kneeled in front of Sandra. Polina put her hands behind her back, like Gina teached her. Because Gina telled her, good little sluts, they don’t use their hands when giving blow jobs! <br><br>Polina kissed the tip, of Sandra’s wet sticky dildo. She looked up at Sandra. And then, Polina wrapped her pretty lips around Sandra’s black dildo, and taked it in her mouth. She sucked on the dildo, she licked it clean, just like Gina wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 01:30:33</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br><br>Catherine had taken control of Eliza’s body, a loud groan escaped Eliza’s&nbsp; lips, as her body was invaded, it felt huge, filling her insides, she could see it slide in and out of her body, the view was so erotic it made Eliza move wildly against the shaft.<br><br>“ That feels sooooo good, don’t stop.”<br><br>She was wet and&nbsp; throbbing, letting her body be used was making her have sexy spasms. When Catherine whispered to her, she wanted to beg her, scream at her to do it now, she was so turned on by what she could hear and see going on in the room, and by what Catherine was doing to her body.<br><br>Eliza moved her hands all over Catherine, feeling the soft skin in between her legs, she pushed her fingers inside the other woman’s body, feeling the wetness there and rubbing around her arse, finally bringing them back to her lips to taste her juices. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 21:59:12</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>Not for the first time, I had cause to wonder what it must actually feel like to have this thing growing on me for real... Polina was sucking and licking at the huge black plastic thing, and I found myself wishing it was a part of me, so I could feel that warm, sweet tongue and those soft sensuous lips as they did their work.<br><br>Not that I wasn't getting pleasure from her ministrations - the movements of her mouth caused the strap-on to wiggle, and the shaped base rubbed deliciously against me. "Mmmm" I sighed. Life didn't get much better, especially Catherine and Eliza were now really going at it. Eliza was obviously a natural sub, or she simply didn't know Cathy as well as I did. That dildo of Catherine's was brutal. I knew, I'd experienced it myself a few times.<br><br>I sighed and reached down to grab Polina's hair, then shoved the strap on into her mouth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 01:43:01</strong>
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				<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br><br>“Polina looks so pretty with a cock in her mouth, doesn’t she?” Gina asked Sandra with a wicked laugh. “She’s such a good little cocksucking whore … speaking of which, is the stripper still fucking our bride?”<br><br>Gina sat up on the couch, looking around the room. Seeing signs of neither Avery nor a well-endowed stud, she reached over and gave Polina a hard, vicious slap on her cute bottom … and then tenderly kissed the red welt that spread across the girl’s pale, delectable flesh.<br><br>“She’s your special gift for awhile, then, Sandra,” Gina said, lazily settling back into the comfy cushions of the couch. “Use her and abuse her, however you like. I’d invite Catherine and Eliza to do the same, but …” She glanced idly over at the two, who seemed to be getting properly nasty with one another. “They look kind of busy at the moment.”<br><br>Gina casually took off her bra, so she was completely naked. Shifting around on the couch, Gina moved around restlessly until she found just the perfect spot … it was the spot where she could see Polina’s face earnestly bobbing up and down on Sandra’s plastic cock, those pretty cheeks of Polina’s so adorably hollowed as her lips worked their way along the dark, wet dildo. And it was the spot where she could properly use her camera to film Polina fellating Sandra like a disgusting tramp.<br><br>“No hands, P, just your mouth ... that's it,” Gina murmured. “Good girl.”<br><br>Sighing contentedly, Gina reached down and began playing with her clit, running her fingertips in soft little circles around her sensitive nub. She stretched out a leg towards Polina, and ran her toes between the girl’s legs, teasing the girl’s slippery slit with her foot. She smiled happily as Polina moaned and wriggled from her touch, and watched with wanton delight as her pretty girlfriend kept pleasuring Sandra and that beautiful hard black strap-on with her slutty mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 17:05:55</strong>
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				POLINA VOROSHILOVA<br><br><strong>“Gghhk! Gghhlkk!”</strong> Polina coughed and choked, very loud, as Sandra fucked her pretty face with the big strap on. Drool runned down Polina’s chin. But she keeped sucking Sandra’s strap on cock! She looked up at Sandra, while she keeped sliding her lips up and down the yummy, spit covered dildo. Sandra looked very happy with her. And Polina loved it, how Sandra grabbed her hair, very rough! She hoped Sandra would treat her rough, like her Gina did!<br><br><strong>“GghhDDD! MMFFF!”</strong> Oh Polina wanted to scream, with wicked delights! When Gina beginned rubbed her naughty toes, up and down Polina’s creamy slit! Gina always knowed how to tease her, very sexy and wicked! And she still didn’t tell Polina, that she could cum yet. But her toes, they felt amazing, at the entrance to Polina’s pretty pussy. Especially, when Gina’s toes, they parted her lips, and beginned playing with her sensative clit! <br><br>Polina loved it, being dirty finger cuffs between her sexy Gina and her wonderful new lover Sandra! Polina put her hands, on Sandra’s curvy hips. She slided her fingers, very soft, across her skin. And she bited down, very gentle, on the dildo that filled her mouth. And with her mouth, Polina beginned fucking the dildo, hard and fast, more deep into Sandra’s wonderful pussy! So it rubbed nice and rough, against Sandra’s clit. And so the dildo filled and fucked Sandra’s wet cunt. Polina wondered how good Sandra’s pussy would taste, she hoped she could eat it, soon.<br><br>But Polina wanted very much, to give Sandra another orgasm, first! And to give the best strap on blow job, to her, one she wouldn't ever forget!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 20:35:01</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>It's a funny thing, but until I got my first strap-on, I always wondered what possible pleasure it could give to the wearer. Well, some of them don't. But most, like my special one, definitely do. Polina was certainly giving the stiff plastic rod a generous working over. If I was a man, I guess I would have shot my load in her mouth by now, as she deep-throated the shaft. Of course, being a woman, I had a lot more stamina.<br><br>However, the way she was going, seriously, it wasn't long before I was getting very, very close. This was helped enormously by the ways she gazed up at me with those gorgeous eyes, and the sounds she made as the plastic shaft slid in and out of her delightful mouth. My body twitched and I was forced to make a grab for a nearby chair as my knees began to go. "GGGGGUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH! HUUH HUUUH HOOOOH HOOOOO! GGGNNNNNN<strong>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!</strong>" I screamed out as an even more powerful climax overwhelmed me.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 16:28:41</strong>
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				POLINA VOROSHILOVA<br><br>Polina keeped her mouth on the strap on. While Sandra shaked and screamed, with loud pleasures, from her orgasm! When Sandra stopped her shudders, Polina pulled her lips and mouth, away from the strap on. Slowly she standed up, and smiled, at Sandra. She bended her head down, and beginned to suck and bite Sandra’s pretty breasts. While she reached down, and grabbed the wet strap on, she fucked Sandra’s pussy with it, some more!<br><br><strong> “Thank you Sandra, for letting me please you,”</strong> Polina said, very soft. She gived Sandra’s strap on more hard thrusting strokes, with her hand! And kissed her new lover’s cheek, very gentle, while she played with the dildo. Polina hoped, very much, that Gina would let Sandra play with her, some more! And let her cum too, Polina was very excited, her whole body, it felt ready for exploding!<br><br>But Polina, she didn’t ask, yet. She walked over to the couch, and sitted next to her lover Gina, she curled up next to her. Polina rested her head, on Gina’s shoulder. Her pretty blond hair, it falled over Gina’s pale soft skin. Polina reached between Gina’s legs, she runned her fingers over Gina’s soft mound, of curly short hair. And tickled Gina’s clit, between her finger tips! Oh Polina loved Gina, very much, for letting come to Hen Night!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>05-04-2011, 21:04:38</strong>
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				<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br><br>Gina watched gleefully as Sandra shook violently from her latest orgasm, clutching at the wall and barely able to stand … and as her filthy whore of a girlfriend continued to pleasure Sandra’s strap-on, those adorable lips of hers still lewdly wrapped around the black plastic of the dildo.<br><br>“Oh, Polina,” Gina murmured to her girlfriend, “you disgusting little tramp.” She gently patted the sofa cushion next to her with one hand … and fingered herself with the other, as she watched Polina get up and slobber over Sandra’s ample tits. “Get over here, bitch, and make yourself useful.”<br><br>Gina smiled as Polina dutifully scampered over and sat down on the couch. She sighed happily as her girlfriend’s fingers found the folds of her pussy, and parted her lips … dipping into the warm depths, and toying with her clit. Giggling, she licked Polina’s face. “Be gentle, you slut,” she said to Polina, even as she spread her legs wider for her slender blonde lover. “Don’t make me cum … not yet.”<br><br>Gina grabbed a handful of blonde hair, and pulled Polina’s face down towards one of her small breasts. Gina moaned as wet lips found her nipple, and began to noisily slurp and suck on it. <br><br>“Nice, isn’t she?” Gina said to Sandra. “It’s nice have such a filthy little fucktoy around … I was hoping the bride would want a turn with her, but I guess she’s still busy with the stripper.” Gina laughed wickedly. “Maybe P wants a turn with the stripper, too … want to put on a show for us, baby? You already showed Sandra how much you like to suck cock …”<br><br>“Or maybe Sandra and I can think of something else for you to do.” Gina grinned at Sandra. “What do you think?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 23:54:21</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: Curlz MT;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br><br>I giggled and carefully disengaged myself from the couple. "Actually, I think you two should go say hi to the bride to be... She's in the kitchen. I'm gonna grab me some arse!"<br><br>Saying that, I slid up to where Catherine was fucking Eliza, and tapped my best friend's big sis on the shoulder "Swing her around a bit?" I asked. As soon as Eliza's back was towards me, I grabbed her from behind, my hands going to her breasts, and my well lubricated strap-on sliding easily up her arse hole. "MMMMM! Oh that's nice!" I moaned into her hair.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Hen Night - Lounge-dining room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mrsjaz</strong> on <strong>10-04-2011, 17:54:35</strong>
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				<strong>Eliza</strong><br><br>As the two women pumped Eliza’s body she gasped and groaned. With each groan she made it seemed to make their thrusting even harder. She&nbsp; had never had her arse used as roughly before, they got quickly into a rhythm, that had Eliza almost screaming in pleasure and pain. She was feeling her orgasm coming fast, she didn’t think she would last much longer.<br><br>“Take me, arrgh, take me…oh yes, she screamed at them, her head moved wildly from side to side.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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