Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom
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				Title: <strong>Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>16-03-2016, 19:20:18</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://scapewallpaper.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/modern-interior-bedroom-design-with-white-headboard-and-beautiful-lighting-in-ceiling-as-well-wooden-floor-and-dark-wooden-vanity-under-the-rectangular-mirror-on-the-wall.jpg)<br>Simple, modern, with large mirrors on the wall and over the bed.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 00:34:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Jaymask.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.nuevatelevision.es/images/galerias/Lucia_Javorcekova/34.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>J, #2202</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> On the bed<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, Evening<br><strong>Who: </strong> Harlequin, Duchesse<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">J sat on the edge of the bed and took a good look around. She had her insides tied in a knot. She wanted out of the boring routine sex life that had plagued her life so far, and now… Now she was about to take part in a threesome. She had never touched another woman in her life, never really felt the urge either, so she could only hope that if it was expected of her, Duchesse would be forgiving. Sure, she knew what felt good, she was a woman too, but it was different when done on someone else's body.<br><br>"Have you ever done this? With two women?" She asked, and her anxiety showed in her voice, if not in her body language.&nbsp; She leaned back on the heel of her hands, her long brown hair tied in a braid behind her back. She was offering him a completely unhindered view of her body, although she did not mean it to be enticing on purpose. She was simply making herself comfortable with this man of whom she knew nothing of, other than he worked here - thanks to the lack of number on the mask, it was a certainty - and that he was positively gorgeous.<br><br>The room was brightly lit, no doubt made brighter by the numerous mirrors that were around the room, on most of the walls and even the ceiling. There was one door to a private master bath which was built to accommodate more than two. The furniture was modern and simple, and from what J could feel under her butt, it was comfortable enough to spend the night, although the club was not made for such long stay.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 03:07:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/HarlequinMask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Harlequin, Security</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> The Mirror Bedroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, shortly after dinner, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Duchesse<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Harlequin had been given a very thorough tour of the place, given that he was a guard here, so the Mirror Room was easy for him to find. He walked with J, taking frequent glances at her. It was quite easy to maintain his stubborn, hungry erection thanks to her. The way she walked, the way her body moved... it was like a fantasy right out of movie, the woman that normal mortal men could never obtain. Yet here she was, walking with him, apparently eager enough to get fucked that she approached him and Duchesse as they sat by the pool.<br><br>Inside the bedroom, he allowed her to enter first, and she made her way to the bed and sat on one of its edges. To break the ice, J quickly asked if he'd ever done 'this' before, and by 'this' he assumed she meant a threesome.<br><br>"When I was younger. In highschool. Part of a 'dare'," he said with a sheepish grin. "That was with two women, and it was fun enough that we did it a second time... without beer," he added, laughing softly. He hoped J would understand that teens were teens, and sometimes did things that they'd never do as an adult... or maybe not. The question was curious, and immediately made him think that -she- had never done this sort of thing before. It made him smile - he loved being a woman's 'first', in whatever way he could be. If this would be J's first in a threesome, well... he was quite eager not only to do it, but to make it quite memorable for her.<br><br>Slowly, he walked over to where she sat, and knelt down to both of his knees in front of her, his stiff, impressive shaft bobbing slightly as he walked and knelt.<br><br>"Have you ever done this before?" he asked in return. When J silently shook her head 'no', Harlequin smiled - a smile that certainly fit the guise that he wore. "Well then, you will hopefully find it quite interesting - and fun. To put your mind at easy, there is -no pressure-," he said, speaking softly to her as his hands moved up to her knees. "I give you my word, I will pay equal attention to you both. You will -not- be neglected, and as long as I breathe - you will not leave the room unsatisfied - I promise," he said with a playful wink.<br><br>Gently, his hands began to slowly pry her knees apart. "Do not feel that you have to give one of us attention if you are not aroused to do so. Perhaps you are more eager to touch Duchesse's body... isn't she beautiful? If that is your wish, focus your enjoyment with her - I will not be offended," he assured her gently. His eyes glanced down, noticing that she was cleanly shaved down below, a fact that -used- to bother him when he was much younger... but definitely not anymore. He licked his lips a moment before continuing.<br><br>"Likewise, if you are more eager for a manly touch, feel free to devote your attention to me. I doubt Duchesse will be offended - and I will do my best to keep her mind occupied, anyway," he added, winking again. "Of course, feel free to interact with her as much as you like. Even just holding hands, or a harmless kiss, can convey such wonderful feelings... you don't have to do anything you are not comfortable with...."<br><br>Slowly, he inched forward on his knees.<br><br>"But now... you and I have business to attend to, J... you heard the Mistress of the house give her directions: I am to prepare you, to get you to the same level of arousal that I have gotten her to... without 'losing' everything," he said, wondering if J would understand that. "So... to get there... I just need you to relax... and enjoy."<br><br>The way he was moving made it clear that he intended to go down on her, and the smile he wore seemed to indicate he was confident he could get her to the level of arousal he had gotten Duchesse to, as instructed....<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 06:27:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Jaymask.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.nuevatelevision.es/images/galerias/Lucia_Javorcekova/34.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>J, #2202</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> On the bed<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, Evening<br><strong>Who: </strong> Harlequin, Duchesse<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">J shook her head when he asked if she had done it before. His answer to her question made her smile though. At least one of the three had experience with this kind of thing, and she was quite sure that Duchesse had done it before too. She would be the only one inexperienced, but that only meant that she would have the room to learn. She was doing fine in a one on one situation with a male partner, she knew her own body enough to know what felt good. She'd do just fine. Or at least, she hoped to.<br><br>Her eyes followed him as he came closer and closer, then knelt before her. "I'm… I think the proper term would be heteroflexible? Definitely heterosexual, but I don't mind the presence of another woman in the mix. I wouldn't care of some intimate alone time with Duchesse." In other words, the threesome was happening because he was there, but that was a fact well established in her mind already. She had offered a threesome because she was attracted to him. Duchesse was beautiful, and she would admit to that if asked without the slightest hesitation, but not quite attractive in a sexual way <br><br>"I've been looking for a pair of men, though, but apparently that's a bit harder to find. I'd love to be the center of attention of two men" J said, after a quick nod of her head at his reassurances that she'd be satisfied, and taken care of even if he had two women to please. At worse, she'd hop in the shower to wipe out traces of a previous lover and go back hunting on the floor. She had done it before after a rather disappointing first time at the club.<br><br>"You are going straight for the goods, uh? No foreplay to foreplay. Men usually go for kissing and groping. You seem to be… something else." J said, and by the tone of her voice, it was clearly not a critic of his behavior, more an amused observation. It was true that if she was currently only mildly aroused - no one had touched her yet, or kissed her, all there was was anticipation of the fun to come - he had been hard for some time and gotten started with another woman.<br><br>She had not resisted when he moved her into position, and now that he was slowly getting there himself, she moved further onto the edge of the bed, so that he would not have the hindrance of the mattress under his chin. Her ass was hanging an inch or two off the side of the mattress, and her legs were spread enough for him to fit comfortably. If a threesome was a first for her, this now definitely wasn't.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 09:18:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/HarlequinMask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Harlequin, Security</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> The Mirror Bedroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, shortly after dinner, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> J<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Harlequin moved slowly as she replied, explaining her sexual outlook. She was fine with another woman in the room, even another woman in the mix, but apparently wasn't eager to go one-on-one with another woman. He, himself, knew precisely how she felt. He nodded slowly as she finished explaining her thoughts on the subject to him, finishing up by explaining what she had been looking for: two men to make her the center of their attention. Four hands, two tongues, two cocks. Judging by what Harlequin could see, her body could certainly handle the attention, and it was obvious that her mindset could, too.<br><br>"Sounds familiar," he whispered back to her as his hands slid gently along her toned thighs. "I'm the same. Don't mind tag-teaming a woman with another fella... as long as the fella isn't looking for me to personally up his pleasure," he said with a gentle smile. "I am surprised, though, that you haven't found two men to take you up on your desire. You're definitely one of the most attractive women I've seen since I started working here, but... maybe the men you've seen here so far are more one-on-one kinda guys," he said. It could very well be true that most men might prefer the privacy and intimacy of one-on-one encounters. Others might simply be intimidated by the prospect, despite how often men talked about such a fantasy.<br><br>"If you need help finding a pair of studs in the future, come find me, and I'll help out. I know a good number of guys here who would be more than happy to give you the attention you deserve..," he said, smiling at her.<br><br>Then she commented on him going straight for the goods and he let out a soft laugh. "Normally that's not my style," he said, "But you heard Duchesse - she would only be a few minutes, and when she arrives... she wants you ready. She wants you in the same state she's in, and since she'd -just- enjoyed a climax before you joined us, well...," he shrugged slightly as he moved forward a bit more as she inched her ass to the edge of the bed. "That means we don't have a lot of time to fool around." He took her words more as amusement rather than a complaint. In truth Harlequin didn't know if they only had one or two minutes of alone-time... or fifteen. Or something in between. The woman he -truly- wanted to impress would be joining them soon, and he wanted everything to her liking. He hoped to impress J as well, of course: impressing her and pleasuring her might make her enjoy her visit here to the club all the better, which would reflect better on Duchesse as the owner, as well.<br><br>He stopped moving when his face was only inches from her sex, spread out before him, pink, pillow-like folds waiting to be touched. His hands moved along the insides of her thighs now, his big, soft palms sliding gently along the tender flesh he found here, both hands making their way towards her core. <br><br>"Mmmmm," he said, gently nuzzling the tip of his nose against her folds, finding that she wasn't exactly aroused... yet. But he knew a wet-tongue would fix that quite quickly. "I love what I see...," he whispered, then moved his face slightly upward, so that when he spoke, the warmth of his breath would glide across her sex. "You are very beautiful... but as I mentioned, we need to get you... up to speed," he said softly....<br><br>And then his tongue slipped out of his mouth, the tip gently nudging it's way between her folds. He moved slowly at first, not wanting to cause any discomfort, as his tongue slipped upward, parting her gently, and finding her clit quite easily. The brush of his tongue along it was slow, gentle... he wasn't in any hurry for the moment as he sought to prepare her for an intense tongue-lashing. If Duchesse wanted J in the same frame of mind she was in, Harlequin felt confident that wouldn't take long - he just hoped he could do it before Duchesse arrived...<br><br>Once her slit was slick from his tongue, he swirled his tongue-tip around her clit, and then slowly began ravishing her little pearl, his eyes looking up the front of her body, past her huge and perfect breasts, up to her face, watching her reactions so that he would better know what to do next to get her to the peak quickly and efficiently. His hands reached her core, palms flat against her inner-thighs, thumbs both slipping down to her folds that protected the entrance to her canal, and gently those thumbs eased her lower-folds apart... baring her entire sex open to him now....<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>20-04-2016, 07:53:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Jaymask.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.nuevatelevision.es/images/galerias/Lucia_Javorcekova/34.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>J, #2202</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> On the bed<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, Evening<br><strong>Who: </strong> Harlequin, Duchesse<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">J wasn't entirely sure that she liked to be rushed for Duchesse's sake. She found it a tad inconsiderate, to be honest, but not enough to be turned off from the prospect of enjoying herself tonight. Besides, she wanted to try a threesome and she had the opportunity to do it, now. She really had no reason to walk out, and have to find herself another partner for tonight, if any proved to be interesting to her at all. This place wasn't necessarily made for… Well… what was the point of rushing things, really, if this place was meant for enjoying sex?<br><br>J remained quiet, having accepted that this would be a first for her, skipping kissing entirely to the profit of oral sex. "Good." She replied to his comment. With a bit of luck, he would like it enough to give it a shot later without the third element cracking the whip…&nbsp; She pushed the thought aside. He was making the effort to get her to cum, she would make the effort to focus and enjoy, rather than dwell on something that she didn't even dare to speak up to change.<br><br>At least, his tongue didn't go straight at it as if he was trying to whip cream with it. She wasn't totally cold, there was the beginning of arousal there from the anticipation of the evening to come. She was convinced that this tongue of his would get quite the work out, tonight, and that thought made her smile and broke her completely out of her minor slump. That wasn't without its own share of relief.<br><br>She made a soft "hmm" when his tongue caressed her fold and her arousal doubled almost instantly.&nbsp; She was horny, most definitely quite horny, or she wouldn't be at the club. His gentle probing was hitting the spot just right. Feeling his hands spreading her folds open further, J moved her feet further apart, giving him even more space to work with his hands, as well as his mouth. Hopefully, duchesse would not come back too quickly…<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>21-04-2016, 22:35:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/HarlequinMask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Harlequin, Security</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> The Mirror Bedroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, shortly after dinner, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> J<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Harlequin tended to her gently at first. While their time might very well be limited, that didn't mean he was trying to set a land-speed record for getting a woman to climax. Besides, whatever business Duchesse had to take care of, if the woman asked him to get her up to speed, then Duchesse knew that would take a few minutes at least, so Harlequin did his best to start out slow, gentle, at a casual pace to ease J into it.<br><br>She tasted delightful, though, and looking up her body, he was amazed at how well she was built. Her breasts were -perfect-, once again reminding him of Duchesse, and he wagered that they were -real-, not fake... though really, it didn't matter to him. If a woman desired to alter her breast size, who was he to complain? A woman's body belonged to the woman, and he sure as hell wasn't a breast snob to begin with. <br><br>His eyes looked her over as his tongue gently introduced itself to her sex, and as his hands settled into place, as his body became comfortable where he knelt, as his fingers gently spread her sex lips apart, she spread her legs wider, so very invitingly to him. Right in front of his face. The sudden desire to stand up and plunge inside her was a stark contrast to his sense of duty to Duchesse. Then again, if he were to enjoy J and lose his load, the quick one would be out of the way, and he would last much longer for his employer when she eventually arrived... but that would also go against Duchesse's express wishes, too...<br><br>J had a body, though... Gods, did she have a body to die for. If his own employer wasn't as attractive as she was, this woman would have been his second choice to pursue, surely. And to have BOTH of them in the same bed, at the same time? Harlequin simply reminded himself to be -patient-. Not rush -anything-.... unless Duchesse ordered him to.<br><br>He suddenly flattened his tongue against her clit, completely covering it, then swirled it around in a rapid circle for stimulation. One of his hands slid from her inner thigh, moving to just below his chin. Turning his hand palm-up, he extended his index and middle fingers together, and gently snuggled them into her body's opening. It was a snug fit, he noticed, which made -him- purr softly against her slick folds. Slowly his fingers eased into her, deeper inch by inch as his tongue undulated over her clit in an effort to pleasure her.<br><br>Always his eyes, too, looked up her sleek body and beyond those gorgeous breasts. Fully inside her, his fingers eased back and forth, quickly becoming slick with her arousal, and then his fingertips curled slowly, carefully seeking her g-spot.... He'd get her right where lady Duchesse wanted... and then perhaps Duchesse would 'reward' him...<br>&nbsp;</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 21:16:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Jaymask.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.nuevatelevision.es/images/galerias/Lucia_Javorcekova/34.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>J, #2202</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> On the bed<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, Evening<br><strong>Who: </strong> Harlequin, Duchesse<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">J appreciated the build up that he appeared to put into the act even though there had been no build up to the act. J leaned back and enjoyed. The touch of a tongue was like no other. It was followed closely by the touch of the head of a cock in its softness, but there was more to it. The way it moved, it teased and touched… There was simply no way to describe how deeply delightful it felt.<br><br>As he changed his touch, she gasped and arched her back, letting her head and hair fall back. She felt it then, the slow intrusion slowly pushing itself inside of her. There was more than enough fluids there to ease the slow thrust into her warm folds. At first, she gave little indication whether she enjoyed the feeling of his finger's back and forth, though she most definitely did. The only hint was a slight curl of her hips as if she meant to guide the tip of his fingers right where he intended for them to go.<br><br>As as soon as his finger hit the spot, she let him know in no uncertain way. The arch of her back became more prominent, her moan was a sudden and loud "Ohhh fuck."&nbsp; She knew that she was coming undone and hopefully, it would be the first of many. Her breath came in in short hiss between her teeth and out in soft moans. Her legs stiffened and quivered slightly on each side of his head. It was as if someone had turned the volume of a stereo from two to nine with the flick of a wrist. She went from slow climbing to right on the edge and tethered there for a few seconds before she tipped into the blissful ecstasy and abandoned herself to it completely. <br><br>There was nothing forced, nothing done consciously in her body language. Everything J did, right at this moment, all the moans, the tremors, the toes curling and the clenching of her fists. And as it ebbed into something less intense, J caught herself wishing that he would have no reason to stop. That reason -not- to stop came with a door opening and closing.<br><br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 21:16:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a9/Duchesse.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.laughspark.info/thumbfiles/705X705/actress-monica-belluci-hot-photo-shoot-635691775853483748-12862.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Duchesse, Club Owner</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> Lounging Chair, on the patio<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, shortly after dinner<br><strong>Who: </strong> Harlequin, J.<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">"Keep going, Harley… Don't stop what you're doing. Don't ease up." Duchesse said and she placed a basket beside him containing quite a few toys and among them were those that he had requested. The extras were a pair of leather cuffs, a strap on with the appropriate attachment. Duchesse already knew that he wouldn't be on the receiving end of that strap on, she wouldn't even suggest it, but either herself or J could benefit from it, should he get spent too quickly for them both.<br><br>Along with the basket of toys, she had a tray with three cups and a pitcher of Sangria. It was a promotion from the guy who sold her the liquor. He had given the club a generous sample to see if she would want to buy the product, rather than have it done in home by the kitchen personnel. She didn't fill the glasses, figured that whenever someone was thirsty, they could pour some into the glass and this way the ice in the pitcher might last a little longer.<br><br>Her robe discarded and the door closed, Duchesse removed her mask completely to toss it on top of a dresser. "You both know my&nbsp; face, there's no reason for me to hide it. In fact, I'm pretty sure the only one who has a shred of anonymity here is J. She knows your face Harley, knows who you are. Don't you, J?" For all answer, the other woman removed her mask and gave it to Duchesse, who tossed it on top of the dresser with hers. Duchesse climbed onto the bed, and careful not to hit Harlequin on the head, she straddled J. Harlequin found himself with the aroused sex of two women inches from his face. Without a word, she leaned on top of J and they began to kiss, and touch, although J seemed a lot more hesitant than Duchesse about it.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>17-05-2016, 23:31:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/HarlequinMask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Harlequin, Security</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> The Mirror Bedroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, shortly after dinner, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> J<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Harlequin smiled as his tongue worked J's clit, and his fingers found -that spot-. It was easy to see, from J's reaction, that he had found it. Her back arched beautifully, and her volume rose drastically in response to this new development. Then... it was simply a matter of his fingers fucking her g-spot, and his tongue fucking her clit... and he seemed all too happy to oblige. He sensed and watched her body rise up toward the peak - tense - then go over. He was supposed to warm her up, and that's exactly what he was doing. Having given Ducehsse and J both an orgasm put them on even fields, now, their bodies relaxed and sensitive to touch, which he knew could also be used to his advantage.<br><br>J's bodily reactions were beautiful to behold, from clenched fists to curling toes, and her back.. she was so lean and beautiful, her arched back formed a curve that enthralled him, just as Duchesse had done. Her soft curse heralded that she was ready, and her climax was blissfully beautiful. As she went over, of course, his lips and tongue eased away from her clit, not wanting to ruin her sensations... but his fingers inside her still slowly stroked, still gently curled against that magical spot inside the frontal part of her canal.<br><br>The door opened and closed, and Harlequin turned his head to see his employer entering... and immediately she urged Harlequin to continued what he was doing - ordering him not to ease up. Harlequin turned to look back up at J - meeting her gaze for a moment... and he smiled. "The boss demands... and I must obey," he said softly - and he lowered his mouth back down to J's clit, lips tenderly slipping around the stiff pearl of flesh... though at least he didn't rabidly nibble or lick it... knowing she was likely quite sensitive, he did his best not to over-stimulate her for the moment. He hoped she knew this, hoped that she would understand he was trying to help her a little without ruining what she had just felt.<br><br>Off to his side, Duchesse set down a basket of... -things-, some of which he could see over the rim of the basket. She also had a small tray with three cups and a pitcher on it. She had thought to grab refreshments, which made him hope that she did not consider this to be a 'short experience' at all. He desperately wanted to enjoy both of these women as much as possible...<br><br>Duchesse discarded her robe, he could see form the corner of his eye. What a -goddess-. With a body like that, she could simply -enslave- him, he knew, and he simply hope she -didn't- know. She removed her masked as he gently tongue-massaged J's clit for a moment, then turned it into a few soft, gently kisses right on her mound as Duchesse explained that she didn't need to mask between the three of them. J removed her mask next, even though as Duchesse had pointed out, she was the one with the most anonymity. She revealed a beautiful face, and he simply couldn't get over how much the two women had in common... including their unspoken ability to make his cock feel like it weighed twenty pounds, long, firm, and heavy.<br><br>Duchesse took J's mask along with her own and put them both in the same place, on the top of her dresser. And then Duchesse casually moved over and climbed upon the bed, straddling J's hips. A single look upward, and inches from his eyes was Duchesse's moist snatch, glistening with arousal, folds and petals inviting and eager to be touched. He let out a deep groan - and moved his mouth upward, away from J and right to Duchesse's sex lips. He lapped and licked, slipping gently between her folds - folds that were still slick, apparently, from the orgasm he had given her outside. His fingers inside J, still moving slowly, he hadn't abandoned her completely at all...<br><br>And then he set into motion his tongue, moving like the wings of a butterfly, rapidly fluttering down Duchesse's slit until he reached her clit. His tongue-tip ravaged it for a few short, sweet moments, and when he felt her body begin to respond, -then- his mouth moved away and lowered back down to J's sex, tongue instantly finding her clit and repeating the process there. Flicking and fluttering, all while Duchesse kissed and touched J - making it very clear that Duchesse, herself, was in charge. J seemed to be hesitant about that part, but Duchesse wasn't being a bitch about it - she moved with a careful, considerate confidence, perhaps easing J into her role of being pleasured by two people, man and woman.<br><br>Slowly, Harlequin raised his hand up to remove his own mask - and gently cast it aside out of the way. Then his free hand moved to Duchesse's pussy, slowly, gently inserting two fingers inside her, as well. Both pussies filled with two of his fingers, he slowly began to finger-fuck them both, gently, smoothly, the tips of his fingers seeking pleasure spots and g-spots, and anything that would make these two women squirm. And in between, his mouth slowly moved back and forth, from one perfect pussy to the other, licking and lapping until he felt the woman beneath his tongue being to -enjoy- it... then teasingly pulling away to repeat it with the other...&nbsp; </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ The Mirror Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>01-06-2016, 22:11:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/Line.jpg)</td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/Line.jpg)</td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/Line.jpg)</td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/Line.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Jaymask.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.nuevatelevision.es/images/galerias/Lucia_Javorcekova/34.jpg)</div></div></td><td><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>J, #2202</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> On the bed<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, Evening<br><strong>Who: </strong> Harlequin, Duchesse<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed</td><td><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Duchesse, Club Owner</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> On the bed<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday, Evening<br><strong>Who: </strong> Harlequin, J.<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed</div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a9/Duchesse.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.laughspark.info/thumbfiles/705X705/actress-monica-belluci-hot-photo-shoot-635691775853483748-12862.jpg)</div></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">J heard Duchesse's voice and she could not agree more. She wanted Harley to keep going, just keep going and get right into her next orgasm. What J had not anticipated was that the older woman would come to lie on top of her, soft breasts pressed against her own. At first, she remained very still, answering to the kiss mechanically. She was tense, unsure, and then she realized how she must seem to both of them. One minute she's offering them a threesome, and the next she become as stiff as a steel bar because she has never been kissed by a woman before, and she's never been touched by a woman either.<br><br>J clenched and unclenched her hands as if to give herself courage and her hands reached up and came to rest in the hollows of duchesse's waist. Her hands did not stay still this time and J began to caress the other woman's back and sides, sometimes going further down and Harley would be able to see J's well-manicured hand as it passed over the curve of Duchess' rump to give it a gentle squeeze. <br><br>Duchesse was nowhere near as hesitant. She let small moans into the deepening kiss, but eased up significantly when J finally made a move to touch her. Duchesse wasn't one to force herself onto a woman, but she was not above kicking a participant that only wanted to "steal" her man from her and used a threesome as part of the plan. With J easing up, Harley got exactly what he wanted of his efforts. Both women were reacted to his touches with gentle movements of their hips, clenching around his fingers, soft moans… And J was the first to give signs of an impending orgasm.<br><br>Her hands grew bolder and though it seemed a bit of an awkward position with a tangle of arms and hands in&nbsp; the tight space between them, J had the brief moment of pride that followed a whispered praise from Duchesse, and a moan as she teased her nipples. It was peculiar, perhaps even slightly unnatural to her to be touching a woman, but it was not as awkward as she had anticipated, and now she anticipated that by the end of the encounter, she'd be fine with it… maybe not to the point of going down on Duchesse though…</div>
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