Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2
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				Title: <strong>Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hatless</strong> on <strong>31-03-2022, 03:09:09</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/889887260047187968/905736091791929384/Everything_Wild.png)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: Consolas;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 15pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Game Threads</span></span></span></div><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Links</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Out of Character</em><br>Recruitment (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337484.0)<br>Characters and Info (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.0)<br>OOC ~ Chatter &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337586.0)<br><br><em>In Character</em><br>Isabel's House [Main Area] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337587.0)<br>Isabel's House [Patio/Pool] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337759.0)<br>Isabel's House&nbsp; [Bedroom 1] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341003.0)<br>Isabel's House&nbsp; [Bedroom 2]<br></div></div></div><br><hr><br><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/fZAJtWX.png)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Guest Bedroom</strong></span></span></span></div><br>Situated directly across from the other bedroom that Izzy loans out for her parties, this cozy little space features its own attached bathroom and double doors out to a balcony for anyone looking for a breath of fresh air. The queen sized bed is covered in more pillows than anyone would consider reasonably necessary. A bedroom bench occupies the foot of the bed and there's a pair of cushioned chairs to meet the sitting needs of Izzy's guests. Directly across from the bed is a wall-mounted smart TV with all the subscription services ready to load up for everyone's 'Netflix and chill' needs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hatless</strong> on <strong>31-03-2022, 22:23:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/WOAQMvG.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Emma Grey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026944#msg16026944)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside -&gt; Guest Bedroom #2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Black jacket</del>, <del>Black top</del>, Black bra, <del>Belt</del>, <del>Jeans</del>, Black panties, <del>Sneakers</del>, A towel<br><strong>Content Warning</strong>:<br><strong>Optional</strong><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><hr><br>It might not have been the best idea for Emma to go wandering off into Izzy's house on her own. She had a vague idea of where she was supposed to be going in so much as she knew that her destination was 'upstairs.' In a house this size though, that didn't exactly narrow things down. How hard could it be to find the right room, right? Emma had all the drunk confidence in the world to back up that assumption.<br><br>So around the second story of Izzy's house Emma wandered. Her head poked into every door that she passed by, each room that she spied causing her to pause to drink in the decoration and really appreciate the gigantic gap between Izzy's wealth and her own. Eventually, she heard the faintest sound of voices and used them to guide her to where she was supposed to be.<br><br>In the hallway, Emma looked to her left and then to her right. Her lips scrunched up in thought. Which one of these was room one and which was room two? She kind of expected like a label or something -- like Izzy was running some kind of hotel and would have nailed a number onto each door. There had to be a way to figure out which handle to turn.<br><br>She wasn't trying to spy. Honest. Her ear was on one of the doors to figure out which one Rose was in so that she could go into the other. That's all it was. But then why did her heart beat so fast? Her fingertips touched the handle as she pressed her ear more firmly to the door. Her breath froze in her chest when she heard voices on the other side. Rose. Donavon. Diane. Everyone that had left before her was on the other side of the door but Emma could not make out the words that they were sharing. The tone of their voices disappointingly didn't have that urgency to it that people had during sex, though. They were talking, but not in the "Yes! Right there! Harder!" sort of way.<br><br>Emma rolled her lips and took a step back. The temptation to step inside was there. Emma felt something she usually didn't when she had touched Rose, part of her was curious to see if certain aspects of Donavon's body were proportional to his large frame, and she felt like the shy delivery girl was right on the verge of breaking out and doing something that Emma wouldn't want to miss. Still, Emma took another step away from the door. She wanted Jonathan more than all that. There was chemistry between them, and Emma thought that maybe there might be more to it. Fucking someone probably wasn't the best way to sort through and figure out complicated emotions, but it was definitely the most fun way.<br><br>Emma turned on her heel and went through the door to the second room. She hugged the towel draped over her shoulders a little tighter to herself. As far as bedrooms went, this was easily in Emma's top five -- and it was a <em>guest</em> bedroom. Fuck, being rich must be awesome.<br><br>Left to her own devices until someone else showed up, Emma started slowly shuffling around the room. Her first thought was that Izzy <em>must</em> have known what her bedrooms would be hosting on a night like this. If the rest of the party was anything to go by, then that meant that Izzy went through the trouble of making sure that her guests had everything that they needed to have a good time. Naturally, this led Emma to curiously pull on the drawer of the nightstand. All the fun stuff went into the nightstand. And Izzy didn't disappoint.<br><br>Emma first pulled out a bottle of water-based lubricant and set it on top of the nightstand. She felt confident that it wouldn't be necessary with Jonathan, but it never hurt. Next, she fished out a box that was roughly the length of her forearm and turned it over in her hand. "<strong><em>Oh</em>.</strong>"<br><br>Emma wasted little time in pulling the flap of the box open and letting the white wand fall into her hand. The little paper of instructions and warnings that fell out behind it ended up getting kicked somewhere near the bed -- because let's be real, who <em>really</em> reads those? Her thumb clicked one of the blue buttons and Emma was greeted with a pleasant hum that she stopped with another click. Who knew that the real party was waiting up here all along?<br><br>Terrible thoughts began to form in Emma's head. How hot would it be if Jonathan walked in on her making herself ready for him? They only had fifteen minutes anyway, right? Who could blame a girl for wanting to get a headstart in that situation?<br><br>Emma didn't get started though. Not yet. Her legs found the bed and she walked to the middle on her knees. There, she turned so that she could watch the door. She sank, the curve of her ass almost an exact match to the shape of the angled feet that she rested on. The towel still covered most of her torso. Strands of wet hair clung to her back and shoulders. Her soaked underwear grew increasingly cold against the air, eliciting a shiver from the woman waiting on the bed. Emma could have stripped to save Jonathan the trouble later, but she relished the idea of Jonathan peeling the last of her clothing off of her so that she could see his eyes when he finally had her naked in front of him. The toy rested near her thigh. Emma wanted Jonathan to see it. She wanted him to have his revenge the stunt she had pulled in the pool.<br><br>All Emma could do now was wait.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TreyWalker</strong> on <strong>03-04-2022, 23:08:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f9/6c/d0/f96cd07702110063cc60a94e41c4b61c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jonathan Freitas Sanches (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026924#msg16026924)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Bedroom 2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Leather Blue Jacket</del>, <del>White Tee</del>, <del>Light Blue Denim Jeans</del>, <del>White Air Force Ones</del>, Black Calvin Klein Boxer Briefs<br><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Hard on under boxers.<br><strong>Optional</strong><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: All<br><hr>After the embarrassment of barging into the wrong room, Jonathan had a pretty good idea who the only occupant of Room 2 would be, unless Arthur or Izzy somehow had ended up in this room. To be honest he wouldn’t have minded if any of the girls had been in the room with Emma. Rose and Chloe had both caught his interest at varying points of the evening, and Diane seemed fun and slowly was coming out of her shell. And Izzy, well she was on his mind before he’d even arrived at the party. But despite all of that, he knew what he wanted right now. He needed to be with Emma in some shape or form and he needed it now. And with potentially nobody but the two of them, there wasn’t going to be any prying eyes for them to feel embarrassed or timid in front of, not that he would have cared at this point. <br><br>Facing the door, he opened it slowly and peaked inside, not knowing what Emma could be up too. He could have noticed the beautiful room, the glass-mirrored table, the comfortable looking white chair, the luxurious looking bed with a massive headboard, the massive curtains next to a glass door out to the balcony, the small sofa chair at the end of the bed and the marble floor. But he noticed none of them except the bed, which framed the beautiful woman who had been tormenting him all night, sat on her own legs. Immediately his body and mind reacted to the sight, his cock hardening as if it remembered itself the pleasure it was feeling just moments ago at the hands of this vixen.&nbsp; Wet black underwear that he wanted to peel off her curvy body. A toy next to her thigh bringing back thoughts of revenge. He didn’t even noticed the water based lubricant on the nightstand, that was way too far away from Emma to be noticed. <br><br><strong>“Jules may join us,”</strong> he said with a smirk curving his lips as he walked forward towards the bed. <strong>“But I have no intention of waiting.”</strong> He moved onto the bed from the foot of it and walked over on his knees to her. Reaching her he put his hands on her hips and lifted her up off her angled feet and more upright as he pulled their bodies together, his hard chest and abs pressing against the soft curves of her breast and stomach. <strong>“I can’t wait to make you cum either,”</strong> he said referencing the line she’d said to him earlier in the pool as he moved his right hand up the curve of her back and to the back of her head as he pulled her in for a kiss, much more passionate than the kiss at the pool as he pulled her body in as close as he could, taking his lips into his with soft caressing motions, his tongue flirting with hers as it ran over her lips. <br><br>Breaking the kiss he caught his breath, resting his forehead on hers and looking into her eyes. His hands reached behind her back and he unclasped the bra, the straps not falling away due to the wetness of the material. Creating some separation between them, he took the shoulder straps and slowly as if teasing himself, pulled them off her shoulders and then pulled them off her arms, revealing her perfect breasts to him. Biting his bottom lip in appreciation his left hand raised up her body and cupped her left breast, soon followed by his right hand doing the same. Caressing them lightly his hands didn’t stay there long as they left her body to lay her down onto the bed as he then slide up her body, taking them back into his hands as he squeezed them together and his mouth found her right nipple, taking it into his mouth and allowing his tongue to run around it before he sucked and pulled on it lightly. He repeated the same to the other before he slides up her body to give her another kiss, pressing his body down on top of her. <strong>“God your beautiful,”</strong> he told her as he pressed himself against her left thigh, letting her know how much his body agreed with his words.<br><br>But he wasn’t done, he’d not finished unwrapping this perfect gift, as he turned Emma over onto her front, moving down her body, kissing her shoulders down to her lower back before he got to her black panties, wet and attached to her perfect behind. Hooking his fingers under the sides of her panties, he slowly pulled them down, over her curvy rump and then over the silkiest and softest legs as his hands took liberties running over her creamy soft skin. Again he moved back up her luscious body, dropping kisses from her calves all way to the back of her neck. <strong>“Now it’s time for some payback,”</strong> he said as he turned her back over onto her back. He could make out with her more, he could have enjoyed her body more, but they apparently only had 15 minutes. And he had a debt to pay as he reached for the wand, finding the blue button and the hum filled the silence between them.<br><br>Positioning himself between her legs, he spread them as he ran his hand over her sex, slowly rubbing against her clit, wanting to make sure she was ready before he used the toy on her. Taking his time, slow circular motions with two of his fingers, he ran the wand along her inner thighs, teasing what was to come. Then when his fingers left, it didn’t take long for the toy to take its place as he moved himself to the side of Emma, moving over her right leg and sitting back on his legs, having more access to her body from this position as he leaned down towards her to kiss her again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hatless</strong> on <strong>06-04-2022, 11:59:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/WOAQMvG.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Emma Grey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026944#msg16026944)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Guest Bedroom #2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Black jacket</del>, <del>Black top</del>, <del>Black bra</del>, <del>Belt</del>, <del>Jeans</del>, <del>Black panties</del>, <del>Sneakers</del><br><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Foreplay <br><strong>Optional</strong><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jonathan<br><hr><br>Emma let her eyes focus on the door as it closed behind Jonathan. Chloe and Jules were still unknowns as far as she knew. The thought of either one of them walking in was...hard to put into words. It certainly had a taboo feel -- that little tingling in the chest that said something was both right and wrong at the same time. The question really was whether Emma was feeling adventurous enough for the right to outweigh the wrong.<br><br>Her eyes were still on the door when Jonathan joined her on the bed. A hand found his chest as he brought the two of them together. She was so close to asking him to slow down; Chloe or Jules could have been right behind him. Emma never really stood a chance though. Their lips met. Emma's eyes closed with a muffled noise of longing. Their tongues danced against one another. The hand that had been placed at Jonathan's chest slid up to grasp and pull at his shoulder, its original intended message of "Slow down" forgotten and replaced with a nonverbal "More." If Chloe or Jules were coming, they could let themselves in and find a way to squeeze in between the two of them, right?<br><br>"<strong>Oh yeah? I wanna see you try.</strong>" Emma was breathlessly panting when they pulled apart but it didn't stop her grin or the playful wag of her hips. Getting her off in fifteen minutes -- well, probably fourteen now depending on when the timer started -- was just within the realm of possibility. Jonathan had a lot of things working for him: Emma was already incredibly turned on, she was drunk enough to stay out of her own head, he was hot as hell, and he had a little mechanical backup. But someone she had just met pushing all the right buttons in a constrained window seemed like a big hill to climb. Emma was rooting for him though. Because who didn't like orgasms?<br><br>Emma's playfulness continued when Jonathan unclasped her bra. Her arms pressed against her sides, accentuating already impressive tits, but also fighting against the descent of the fabric that kept her covered. She couldn't resist the giggles that escaped from her or the urge to steal a few kisses from Jonathan's cheek while his attention was focused elsewhere. It was always going to be a losing battle though, and when the straps of her bra had been teased down to her elbows, Emma gave up the game and let her top slide off her arms and fall away on the bed.<br><br>Jonathan was direct to the point once he had her bra off. Emma couldn't help but laugh when he so swiftly palmed one breast and then the other. The chill of wet skin meeting air already had her nipples hard, but Jonathan's kneading would have gotten her there if she hadn't already been. His warmth was a welcome added pleasant sensation for skin that still glistened with the chilly waters of the pool. A grin of amusement settled onto her lips as she alternated her gaze between watching his hands play with her and the reactions on his face.<br><br>That grin didn't last through the descent of her back onto the mattress. There was something about being beneath a man -- his body against hers, their heat shared, her legs parted and hugging his sides -- that made the situation feel more <em>real</em>. A moment ago, they were just two people messing around and having a fun time. Now, every fiber in Emma's body subconsciously understood that Jonathan was going to fuck her. That realization and that anticipation flipped a switch. Emma's eyes were wide with that mixture of pleading and vulnerable apprehension that always drove guys crazy. Her lips were parted to allow heavy, panting breaths to pass. "<strong><em>Jonathan...</em></strong>" His name found itself whispered on one of her exhales when his mouth and his tongue found her tits. The hardness that Emma felt brush against her thigh elicited a shift in her hips and a curling of her leg so that her skin ran along his. God, she almost begged for it right then and there.<br><br>But Jonathan had other plans, and when he lifted one side of her, Emma understood what he wanted and cooperated by rolling over for him. She lifted her hips when she felt his fingers hook under her panties, her head turned back to watch him remove the last little bit of modesty that she had left. The kisses up the length of her body earned Jonathan a few happy squeals and a kick up of her heels when his lips touched her neck. <br><br>Emma took the second roll over as a chance to swat away the pillows that occupied so much of the center of the bed, sending the heap off into the floor except for one that she commandeered to place behind her head. Jonathan pulled her legs apart again, meeting no resistance as Emma let her knees fall open until they nearly touched the mattress. The pussy left on display was hairless -- freshly and professionally waxed because it wasn't every day that you got invited to a celebrity orgy. The skin around it was already flushed red with arousal. Light danced across moisture that gave her sex a tantalizing sheen. Some of it was lingering water from the pool, but the way that Jonathan's fingers smoothly glided against her skin in a way that just water wouldn't allow told him that Emma had been letting her imagination run wild for awhile. <br><br>While Jonathan teased, Emma watched as much as she could from the other end of her body. She let one hand busy itself with cupping her right breast, softly squeezing into the supple flesh. The hum of the toy drowned out the hastening panting of her breath. And when it finally touched her, Emma drew in a sharp inhale and arched her back. Her leg lifted, hoping Jonathan would take the hint and hook an arm under it, allowing him to keep her legs pulled wide apart.<br><br>For awhile, Emma let Jonathan direct the action, moving the wand across her pussy as he pleased. Each time it contacted her clit, Emma jerked and gasped. Her legs twitched. In those moments, she could feel the vibration through her entire body -- sometimes overwhelming and other times blissfully pleasant. The hand that had been on her breast sought out Jonathan's waistband and feebly tugged on it. "<strong><em>Fuck</em>. Right there.</strong>" Emma's free hand aggressively seized Jonathan's wrist, halting the exploration of the wand as it was just barely grazing against the base of her clit. Emma's eyes rolled in pure delight. "<em><strong>Holy fuck...</strong></em>" Emma let the words out on a breath that was half lustful exhale and half giddy laughter. The hand that was playing around Jonathan's waistband found its strength and pulled his boxers down enough to free his cock. Emma's hand gripped it, stroking along its length, a tremble in her fingers. Her eyes stayed glued there for a time, watching her hand move along his length, trying to focus on reciprocating and blocking out the pleasure slowly building in her own body.<br><br>"<strong>Uhhnn...</strong>" Emma had been trying to hold her moans in, but one inevitably squeaked out as she exhaled. Maybe she was self-conscious about being heard by the group of people that were only two walls and a hallway away. Maybe she didn't want Jonathan to think he was winning. Either way, Emma squirmed against the vibration of the toy, her eyes scrunching up as she fought back another moan that escaped as a whine beneath a long, breathy exhale instead. Her hand stopped stroking Jonathan and Emma looked up at him. There wasn't another living thing on Earth that could have begged as hard for something with just its eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TreyWalker</strong> on <strong>06-04-2022, 15:14:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f9/6c/d0/f96cd07702110063cc60a94e41c4b61c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jonathan Freitas Sanches (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026924#msg16026924)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Bedroom 2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Leather Blue Jacket</del>, <del>White Tee</del>, <del>Light Blue Denim Jeans</del>, <del>White Air Force Ones</del>, Black Calvin Klein <del>Boxer Briefs</del><br><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Foreplay (maybe not for much longer)<br><strong>Optional</strong><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Emma<br><hr>This whole night had started on the pretence of attractive and fun people all getting together to play a game where challenges would be given, clothes taken off and truth’s answered. It was meant to be a bit of adult fun, with the possibility of hooking up thrown in. And whilst he’d turned up with the full intention of hooking up if he found a spark with anyone, he didn’t expect a desire inside to build to a point where the thought of this moment being a one off would be an issue. As he’d kissed her, alone with her at last, as thoughts ran through his head of wanting to see Emma in throws of passion, he realized that if 15 minutes was all they would be allowed, then there would be little chance that would satisfy the want and desire that had built up over the evening. Something about her on top of the fact she was incredibly attractive was just enticing. Maybe it was the environment and the alcohol doing the thinking for him. Whatever it was, he was in the moment.<br><br>Jonathan had felt how slick she was when his hand had carefully and teasingly run over her clit. The discovery of her being as turned on as him a welcome revelation. She was smooth, and seemingly ready for such an experience which had brought a smirk to his face. He watched as she grabbed her right breast, squeezing the supple flesh as his&nbsp; cock strained against his boxers.&nbsp; The arch of her back was beautiful, as he took her leg and hooked his arm under it to pull her legs wider. If only he had a third hand and arm so he could hold the wand, hook her leg and slide some fingers inside of her. Give him a fourth and the her free breast would be getting some attention too.<br><br>He was enjoying himself, moving the wand around slowly, teasing her, trying to slowly work her towards a crescendo. He knew he couldn’t rush it, even if he did supposedly only have 15 minutes or however much time was left. And he was enjoying the jerking movements and the gasps of pleasure.&nbsp; She started to tug on his waist band and suddenly his body urged for her touch again, thoughts of the swimming pool coming rushing back into his mind. Suddenly though she made it clear the path he needed to take, her hand grasping his wrist and holding it there, positioning the wand just where she wanted it. <strong>“Does it feel good there?”</strong> he asked with his best attempt at a playful and seductive tone, hoping his voice would just add to the moment for her. He didn’t want this to be a silent experience. He wasn’t expecting screaming the house down, but he wanted to hear her voice, hear the pleasure.&nbsp; He watched her face as he eyes rolled and the expression, she held caused him to bite his bottom lip. <br><br>Jonathan smiled as she exclaimed how it was making her feel as she exhaled and laughed at the same time. It was just a brief moment though till he exhaled himself as he felt those magic fingers gripping his cock again. He could feel the tremble in her fingers, different than before in the pool but just as nice a feeling. And for the second time tonight her eyes locked onto his cock as if she was enraptured with it, like she wanted nothing more in the world. That look did something to him inside as he looked at her eyes locked onto her fingers stroking him. <strong>“Just like that,”</strong> he said to her, giving her some encouragement and letting her now how good it felt as it came out on a husky and slightly whispered tone. <br><br>She moaned, a sure sign that it was getting to her, which was good. It came out abruptly like she was trying to hold back. Her body squirmed against the wand, her eyes scrunched up as she let out more noises of pleasure. Her hand stopped and he groaned in despair. Looking for a reason as to why she had stopped, her eyes met his and the look of need was there to see. Thoughts and decisions were running through his head. Did she want him now? Did he just want to give her what she wanted straight away? They only had fifteen minutes, he cursed whoever gave a time frame in his head. With every thought though, the competitive and playful side of Jonathan won over. It’s how they had been all night.<br><br><strong>“If you want something, you’re going to have to tell me,”</strong> he said to her as he looked back into those piercing eyes. <strong>“I need to hear that you want it, no holding back.”</strong> He added realizing he wanted to hear more of those sweet notes of pleasure escape those pretty lips of hers. <strong>“Do you want my fingers inside of you?”</strong> With his hand that had hooked her leg he reached below the wand and teasingly flirted with his fingers at her entrance for a few seconds before he maneuverer himself back. <strong>“Do you want my cock in your mouth? You’ve been looking at it in a certain sort of way.”</strong> He carefully moved his hips closer to her head, not wanting to move the wand from the spot that seemed to be working so well for Emma. It left him a certain distance away from her that she’d have to close if that’s what she wanted. <strong>“Or do you want to hold this wand for a second, I’ll move between your legs, take the wand back……..and slowly slide into you?”</strong> Jonathan flirted with the word condom, strapping up and covering up to make it clear she was holding the wand so he could get a condom on, but hoped she’d get the idea from what he had said. <strong>“The choice is yours!”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hatless</strong> on <strong>19-04-2022, 21:02:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/WOAQMvG.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Emma Grey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026944#msg16026944)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Guest Bedroom #2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Black jacket</del>, <del>Black top</del>, <del>Black bra</del>, <del>Belt</del>, <del>Jeans</del>, <del>Black panties</del>, <del>Sneakers</del><br><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Foreplay <br><strong>Optional</strong><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jonathan<br><hr><br>Life was just plain unfair sometimes. Three wonderful options and Emma could only have one. After all, it wasn't like she was working with Schrödinger's dick -- able to give Jonathan a more personal type of attention with her mouth that she desperately wanted to give him while he simultaneously satisfied the aching need building between her legs. God, where were the other guys from the party when she needed them?<br><br>Emma moaned softly and squirmed her hips against the mattress, partly to direct the vibration where she wanted it. Just as importantly though, Emma was doing her best to look as pitiful as possible. Her next moan had a hint of a whine to it and her eyes looked up to Jonathan, so wide and so pleading. She didn't want to have to say how crazy she was for him. She didn't want to say how bad she wanted to feel him inside herself.<br><br>So why not make him want it just as bad, right?<br><br>Emma used her handhold on Jonathan's cock to point it down toward her lips. Her head rose slightly from the pillow and her tongue swiped against the very tip of his cock in one quick flick. Then it was a swirling lick around the edge of the flared head -- just enough for her warm, panting breath to feel a little cooler against his skin. Her hand started to jerk Jonathan off again, its pace reminiscent of the game that they had played in the pool, while Emma just rested her tongue against his cock and let the motions of her hand create all the movement.<br><br>The teasing was never going to last too long. They hardly had the time and Emma wasn't just playfully flirting when she said that she wanted to make Jonathan cum. With a stretch forward from her neck, Emma took Jonathan into her mouth. Her eyes melted closed in delight and her voice purred in her throat -- like she had been waiting to taste him all night. The way she started to suck Jonathan off told him that she wanted to taste more.<br><br>Emma liked to think she was good at sucking dick, but she hadn't done it like this before: her on her back, head turned to the side, cock angled down at her, and the palm that held on to him facing up. It made things tricky. Emma wasn't about to let that stop her though. Her torso twisted at the waist and her head moved forward, taking Jonathan another inch or two deeper. The hand that was guiding Jonathan into her mouth slowly started to move down along his shaft until Emma left her mouth with the job of holding Jonathan steady while her fingertips brushed along and played with his balls instead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everything is Wild ~ Bedroom 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TreyWalker</strong> on <strong>10-05-2022, 11:56:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f9/6c/d0/f96cd07702110063cc60a94e41c4b61c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jonathan Freitas Sanches (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026924#msg16026924)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Bedroom 2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Leather Blue Jacket</del>, <del>White Tee</del>, <del>Light Blue Denim Jeans</del>, <del>White Air Force Ones</del>, Black Calvin Klein <del>Boxer Briefs</del><br><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Foreplay (maybe not for much longer)<br><strong>Optional</strong><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Emma<br><hr>That look wasn’t fair in any circumstance. Nobody should have a face that could make you give in at the drop of the hat, it gave them too much power. When he saw that look, he wanted to give her whatever she wanted and knew he was in trouble. She’d be a problem if they hang out together more after this, he’d have to at least act like she didn’t already have him wrapped around her little finger if she wanted too.<br><br>Ready to give her what she wanted, it caught Jonathan off guard slightly as he felt his cock directed down towards her lips. Twitching in her hand slightly, Jonathan felt the first swipe of her tongue against his tip before it started to swirl around the head. “Fuck,” he said not being able to prevent the worlds just falling from his mouth at the feel of her tongue on him and the warm breath cool against his skin. With her hand now sliding along his length again, Jonathan did his best to control himself and not start thrusting his hips forward towards her mouth. It felt as amazing as he’d imagined, and his mind thought over desire for more or to make the feeling last.<br><br>Jonathan cursed in his head whoever had put a time limit on this moment of pleasure. As much as quick satisfaction would be gratifying, he wanted more from Emma. For now, the thought of any of the other very attractive women in the house had left his mind completely. Now all of his thoughts were Emma’s to hold as he watched her stroke him, pressing him against her tongue. Already lost in the pleasure he was receiving it just got better when she stretched her neck and took him into her mouth, as he felt the vibrations of her purr travel down his shaft. If his hands hadn’t already been occupied, he’d have taken her head into his hands and given her more encouragement to continue.<br><br>This wouldn’t do, all though the feeling was amazing, and Emma was doing such a good job at contorting herself to please him, he wanted more. Especially when her fingertips started to brush against the sensitive skin of his sac. He wanted to give her more access but also didn’t see why she should be the only one to taste the other. A standard sixty nine would have been the normal way to satisfy his urge, but that required more movement and rearrangement than he desired and might also mean separation from the mouth that he had no desire to leave right now. With a careful swing of his leg, that unfortunately meant he did leave her mouth for a moment, he was now positioned over her, as his arms moved either side of his legs and her pussy was there in front of him, slick ready for him. Moving the wand away for a moment, he moved his mouth down towards her, running his tongue over her, moaning a sound of satisfaction. Letting the flat of his tongue run against her, mixing his saliva with her own juices, he made sure to play attention to every part of her before his focus would narrow down to her small bundle of nerves.
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