Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)
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				Title: <strong>Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 02:33:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqeworMATS1qg4sq1o1_500.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Amara Michelle Coulter felt alone. She was new to the area and even after two weeks of exploring her new campus, she still felt lost. An exasperated sigh escape her red cherry color lips as she finally found the damned bookstore she had been looking for. Her feet hurt from a lot of walking and she reminded herself that she needed to start saving money for a bicycle since she was too poor to get a car. She also needed to find an apartment that she could shared with another person, since the housing inside the campus was too expensive and too much of a ruckus for her. <br><br>'Too many things to do and so little time' she thought to herself as she went inside. The laughter and chatter around the place made her longed for old friends, which turned into a longing for her family. She pushed back those feelings and concentrated on finding the book she was looking for, but being too shy to approach any of the store clerks for help, she decided to look for it on her own. <br><br>She made her way through the different groups of chatting students and toward the bookshelves, her eyes catching a beautiful redhead and just taking all of the girl in before they concentrated back on the books. A soft blush gathering around her cheekbones as her nervous hands began to arranged the yellow short sundress she wore. <br><br>"Way out of my league..." she muttered to herself as she continued to moved on, looking for the poetry section and hoping that the book she was looking for was here or else that was going to add to more of her problems.
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				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 04:04:33</strong>
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				&nbsp;Kleavin pulled the door to the coffee shop open, the heavy wood passed under the metal bell, causing a series of motions which lead to the clapper striking the outter bell and making the sweetest ting ting sound he had ever heard. He wished he had his guitaar with him so that he could strum a note and harmonize with the bell, enhancing its sound with one of his own. The auroma of he varied coffee blends struck his nose, causing him to wish for the umteen millionth time that coffee tasted as good as it smelled. It didn't though, even when you heaped spoonfuls of sugar and poured it white with milk or cream it still had that aweful taste, one he truely hated. He didn't come here for the coffee, he came for the books. In fact he had not been in here since his junior year, almost two years ago now. Back then he didn't have his grant or his job as a teacher's assistant. Back then he lived on loans and whatever money he could scrape together playing gigs around town. Money had been really tight back then, but now...now he was buying his own place, a townhouse off campus, and considering leasing one of the spare bedrooms to a friend. Every little bit helped after all.<br><br>Inside the place was a bustle of activity, people coming and going, study groups meeting, kids just hanging out and having fun. The energy of the place screamed concert, but Kleavin wasn't really here to give one, an besides, no guitaar. Instead he was here today to find a certain book of poetry. He needed it for his thesis. As an undergraduate he had studied music, but learned that the real money was in writing songs, and for that you needed to be a poet. Poetry wasn't something that exactly came easy to him, so he decided to make it his goal to learn to be a poet. If he could make words match his music, he would be set!<br><br>He entered and gave nods to those whom he recognized. One stood out that he did not recognize, a waifish redhead with the prietest freckles. He wondered if she had freckles everywhere. He smiled at her, the smile that just barely didn't hide what he was thinking as he caught her eyes with his own, captured them and then released them the way one releases a dove or some other bird that was to pretty to keep captive. She was exquisite but not what he was here for. No he was here for poetry, for his future! He wandered the isles, scanning rows of leather bound books, paper bound books, rows of books period - so many your head swam just looking at them. He shook his head, demanding focus from his brain which just wanted to picture the redhead, naked, on all fours, up on a table where he could lick her asshole and shove his fingers into her dripping little pussy. <em>Focus!</em> he screamed inside, but his brain made fun of him picturing her hips rolling back onto his fingers, her voice begging for cock. He took a deep breath and made himself push the images aside, to focus on a book of poetry that he needed.<br><br>Just then he caught wiff of a new scent as his brain became used to the sweet auroma of coffee it was replaced with flowers: lilacs, jazmen, sandlwood and hint of roseoil. A woman's scent. He turned and saw another one, this one a brunette. <em>Surely God smiles on this dog's ass today,</em> he thought as he saw her shape in that cute yellow sundress. Where the other one had been waifish and almost girlish, this one was hourglass shaped, her waist tucked in allowing her hips to flare out, and her dark hair to dangle just at her neckline. He caught himself staring at the backs of her creamy white calves, the bend of her knees, the bottoms of her thighs, and then skin gave way to yellow paslee sundress, but she stood just right and the dress with just light enough, and the sun was in just the right place that he could see her silouette beneath. His jaw dropped open. He felt like that cartoon wolf in the zuite suite, ogling the redheaded singer, his eyes popping out of his skull. Now his brain produced another image, this one even more perverted than the last. Now he saw both of the them on there knees looking up at him as they traded his cock back and forth between them. His mind conjured her face though he had not seen it and her voice though he had not heard it. In his mind she asked which of them he wanted first in a coy teasing kind of way while the other one made vulger slurping sounds on his cock. <em>Good fucking grief I gotta get laid soon or I am going to go crazy,</em> he though. Then she turned her head on her slender neck and he saw her profile, her lips so red they looked like pomegranite, the cutest little button nose, and half of one pale blue eye searching. His breath caught in his throate. He couldn't speak. His feet became lead, they wouldn't move. He just stood there, drinking her in, falling for her as he watched her breath. Again his mind wandered to the waif, his cock was a raging staff in his pants, and his brain just refused to do anything but think about these two unblelieveably gorgouse young women, what their soft flesh would taste like in his mouth, woud feel like in his hands, would smell like under his nose...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 05:06:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://ohjoy.blogs.com/my_weblog/images/redhead.jpg)</div> <div align="center"><em>Leah watches eye candy...</em></div> <hr><hr><br>The bookstore was a quiet bustle, people perusing the shelves for midterm materials, research texts and the heavy books professors of the University decided to assign on the unsuspecting student population. Thankfully, the owner had a loan plan for most of the pricey textbooks with the ability to return them at the end of the term. Many of the smaller books that were studied were strictly buy only, not borrow. Besides the offers of personal reading as well as class assigned books, they offered a hang out of sorts for the general population. It was usually packed with college students in study groups, or drinking coffee, and nibbling on food. <br><br>Moving from table to table, she greeted a few of the students she knew on sight. Like them she had studied many of the subjects their professors thought were truly important on their way to their degrees. Her completed Bachelor's Degree in English was help to some of the students, and her vast knowledge of the bookstore and its arrangements even better. The lithe red head stopped to greet one of the males that was doing his thesis on modern influences of Greek mythology. Writing a few book titles on a fresh sheet of paper, she grinned- shaking her head at his offer for dinner. <br><br>A tinkle of the bell made her turn, lifting her eyes to the brunette looking around nervously. She smiled, pretending not to see- watching the curvy body move across the floor. Very pretty, and far more innocent than she was. Leah cleaned up a few tables, holding an arm full of books before she realized she'd lost track of the girl. She blew out a breath, stirring the curly red strands away from her face. Damn. Another sound of the bell, and she turned, catching sight of someone else she had not seen here. A gut reaction hit her, and she gasped, pale lips parting in surprise. His gaze smoldered on her's, and she froze, stilling at the barely concealed hunger in his eyes. He turned away and she tried to remember how to breathe again. <br><br>Shaking the red tangle of curls over her shoulders, she took an unsteady lungful of air. Moving, she disappeared into the stacks, refusing to be distracted by the dark haired, well built male. Very tasty looking, but hardly her type for the moment. She ran into the poetry section, only a few books left to replace on the crowded shelves. Moving down the isle, she carried the last- a sci fi classic to its section. On the way, she spied the curvy little brunette. Straightening the shelves, she watched the luscious backside sway and grinned. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 05:59:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqeworMATS1qg4sq1o1_500.jpg)</div> Amara nibble on her lower lip as she walked between the shelves, nothing up to that moment catching her attention. She didn't know that she was being watched or that her almost naked body was shown off by the sunlight. That day in particular she had decided to not put on a bra,only opting for black thong that framed her butt quite nicely. She bend lower then, not bothering with modesty since she thought she was alone between the shelves. Her dress hike up a bit to show the back of her thighs and some of her butt cheeks. She moved different books to check their hard covers before putting them back in their place and straightening, turning then to gasp as she watched the handsome man, her eyes going down for a moment and widening to go back up to his face.<br><br>She gulp and pressed her backside into the shelve, not knowing she was giving him a glimpse to her naked breasts. Her nipples harden and pressed against the dress, almost as if they beckoned for him. Her cheeks turn a bit redder then, he was too handsome to be noticing her. Mumbling a loud 'Sorry' in her soft voice before taking a few steps and going to the other corridor of book shelves, her eyes laying on the redhead beautiful girl from before. She gasp softly and her blushed intensified more, thinking that somehow the beautiful woman could read the thoughts that were passing through her mind at that moment which involved the woman, the man and herself. Thankfully she was distracted then by the tittle of the book she was searching for, that was in the very hands of girl.<br><br>"Um-" She stammered, "I'm looking for the poetry section?" she said to the woman trying to keep herself from not fainting or muttering something incoherent.
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				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 09:09:16</strong>
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				He thought it was bad before, but then she had slowly bent over to get something low and he watched as the hem line of the dress crept up higher and higher. Some part of him wondered if she might stop, realizing what she was doing, realizing that she was teasing him like this. His face was bright red by the time the bottom of her firm ass cheeks came into view. a lacey black thong peaked out at him. He was shaking, took a step backwards so that the shelves supported him. His throat was dry, he tried to swallow to wet it, the muscles trying to push something down that wasn't there. Then she stood and turned, he could almost see her nipple...almost. She appoloized? Why? Modesty? Surely not, no one modest leaves the house with no bra and breasts her size. He moved past him in a hurry and he wondered where she was heading.<br><br>He was rooted to the spot momentarily, unable to move or even breath it seemed. Finally he shook himself out of it, deciding he didn't care about the book anymore. He was going to ask her out, at the very least. He struggled and made his feet move, "Excuse me..." he said to the air, following her. At first he turned to the left, but there was no one. He spun around and watched her moving toward the waif. He felt dizzy, <em>Oh this can't be happening, I must be alseep.</em> He took three long steps intent on asking the brunette out...or the redhead...he wasn't even sure anymore. When he got close he smelled the flowers again, but also vanilla, which might have been the redhead's perfume or might have been something she spilled on herself, either way it made the whole thing that much more erotic.<br><br>He heard the brunette say, "Uh-I'm looking for the poetry section?" He spotted the book in the redhead's hand. He had heard it was on a list of required readings, which was why he had been all over town looking for it. Right then he was torn, he desperately wanted to ask one of the out, he just couldn't decide which. He needed that book but it was so far from his conscious mind that he was unable to even think about the cover much less buying it. He moved up closer, clearing his throat, "I'm Kleavin," he put his hand out, but realized it was wierd and awkward so he pulle it back, "Three things before my tongue no longer cooperates. One, I need that book before you sell it to a freshman. Two I've never seen anything so beautiful as either of you. Three I want to ask you out, I just cannot make up my mind which. Are either of you fre tomorrow. Of course not, you probably both have boyfriends, the hot girls always have boyfriend. Sometimes girlfriends..." His brain once again decided to birdwalk down fanasy lane. This time He saw them kissing each other, it was a hungry kiss, their soft femanine lips touching, pressing, needing. Their hands sliding down each other, making contact with smooth soft skin. He bit his own lip so as not to drewl on himself. His tongue began to fail him and he could only manage a mumble, "I think I'll just take my foot out of my mouth and ask to buy the book."<br><br><em>Why are you such a fuck up? If you had just picked one you might have gotten lucky. You would have have a 50/50 shot at her not having a boyfriend, but being so stupid as to try and ask them both out. What are you a moron? No your thinking with your dick again.</em><br><br>"Sorry I should have stopped at freshman...' <em>Please just let me get out of here before I manage to destroy the last shred of dignaty I possess...</em>
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				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 01:21:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://ohjoy.blogs.com/my_weblog/images/redhead.jpg)</div> <div align="center"><em>Delicate matters call for evil plots...</em></div> <hr><hr><br>She watched the approach with barely concealed amusement, turning her head at the tentative posture. The brunette was like a mouse, quiet and timid. Leah smiled warmly, eyes skating over the woman from head to toe before landing on her stormy eyes. "Well, you are in the poetry section... Is there a book I can help you find?" She asked, still holding the book she'd picked from a different alphabetical order. Her eyes drifted up and past, having a keen situational awareness working in a store full of students, college ones at that. Him again! She almost felt her knees lock up, and the air still in her lungs. He obviously knew what he was looking for, or looking at because he seemed a little dumbfounded as he started at her- no both of them.<br><br>Leah raised one eyebrow into an arch, watching him fumble a bit through his three things. His rambling was slight adorable, and she looked down at the book in her hands. Her green eyes flickered with a devilish sort of glee and she shook her head. "Is that all, really? One, The Poetry of Robert Frost is only assigned in two classes and neither of which are freshman classes. I'd imagine Mr. Kramer is being particular about his texts again. Two, thank you... I appreciate the compliment, and its nice of you to notice. Three, you're offering me a date for this book?" Leah asked softly, holding the text in her long, pale fingers.<br><br>Her eyes shifted down to the girl in front of her, grinning wickedly, "If this is the book you're looking for as well, know that this is only copy we have. It could take a week atleast for it to be shipped to us. What would your counter offer be for me to give this book to you?" She was treading some interesting waters because, it could be that chance was not so nice this time around. Perhaps the book wasn't what the brunette was looking for. Which would be defeating her purpose. True, the dark haired man was gorgeous- but also, the female was pretty. If her little plan worked... If only.
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				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 01:28:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqeworMATS1qg4sq1o1_500.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Amara gulp as the redhead smile at her, those green eyes going down her body and up again to meet hers, made her feel so warm and hot inside. She wanted to squirm on that same spot, but for fear and embarrassment that the beautiful woman in front of her thought of her as weird, she didn't. Instead, she just blush and nod, simply going with "Right, sorry. Ah, I'm looking for-" she stop when the redhead's attention went to somewhere else making her turn to look and see what she consider her worst nightmare.<br><br>She watch the handsome man approach them to introduce himself, pulling back his extended hand. She didn't dare say anything and decided to just listen to him, her shyness getting the better of her. She thought his rambling was cute though that change when she heard him called her freshman two times. That made her gasp in indignation, her head turning as the redhead began to talk, some how her liking for the girl turning for deep admiration as she listen on. That also change though when she practically caught on that the book wasn't going to be surrender to her that easily.<br><br>"I can't believe this... First," She turn to look at the handsome guy, "I am not a Freshman. I am actually a third year. Second, I was here first!" She turn to look back at the redhead, trying to not sound like a whiny child. The book would be her saving grace to pass Mr. Kramer's class, the one and only class she despised. A soft sigh escaped her lips, "I'll offer you dinner, movie and dessert? Can't take you home, since I'm still looking for one... My dorm isn't that sexy." Dear lord, she was rambling as well. She was a poor college student, but for that book she'd do anything just to have it on her hands, her eyes went to look at the handsome man.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 02:39:32</strong>
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				Kleavin didn't understand the brunette's reaction until she said she needed the book too. This was either the wierdest coincedence on record or God really was smiling down on him. He caught something in the redhead's eye, maybe an expression or maybe he was just tuned into her since they were thinking the <em>exact</em> same thing. For some reason he got the impression that this was a trap, and the brunette had just gotten caught. All he had to do was spring it. He smiled pleasantly, finding his confidence. It was rude or arrogant, well maybe there was just the tiniest swagger, but it was enough to be charming and not too much. He turned back to the brunette, "Say, listen, I didn't mean any offense, really. The last thing I want to do is offend either of you lovely ladies. Let me suggest a compromise."<br><br>He reached into his backpack and came out with some flyers, postcard sized printouts advertising his own concert. They were in bold blue and green letters, caligrphic, and they said: Grass Roots Movement playing the Treemont Music Hall, Friday night. Doors open at 6:30, show starts at 7:30. "First, let me invite you both to my show tomorrow night." He handed them each a flyer. "If you tell me your names, I'll make sure your on the list as my personal guests. Thats...well thats not part of the bargain, thats kind of a freebee. Second, we'll compromise. I only need the book long enough to make some photocopies, a couple of hours, but I have to own it before I can make the copies. The library won't let you...copyright laws and all. So let me buy the book, I'll take it down the street and make my copies, then you can have it. The catch is this, you both have to go out with me saturday. I'll take you shopping, dinner, movie, and desert at my place. My treat. You guys don't want to come over later or you want some uhh...privacy well I can arrange that as well. Couple of spare rooms and all. Look I'm not gonna lie here, I'd be going all out to seduce you both but I'm not the kind of jerk who just expects it. I'm not the guy who takes what isn't being given to him."<br><br>He had made his best pitch. He took out a pen and a pad, "If you tell me your names, I'll write them down and give them to the door guy. Really what do you have to loose. If I'm lying, you two don't loose anything, if not, you get&nbsp; a free show. You don't even have to make up your minds about the date thing now, you can wait, and I'll still buy the book and give it to you when I'm done. If your with me, its because you want to be, not because you feel like you have to be."<br><br>He bit his lip, watching them, his eyes moving back and forth between them. What would they say? He felt like his heart was in his throate. He felt like his stomach was full of rocks. Why was it so easy to get up on stage and woo a crowd, but two hot young ladies left him with stage fright? He had to wonder...but he could also tell that they were at least listening to him and considering his offer. Things could be worse, they could have just slapped him in the face...
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				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 05:47:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://ohjoy.blogs.com/my_weblog/images/redhead.jpg)</div> <div align="center"><em>Evil minds think alike...</em></div> <hr><hr><br>She bite her full bottom lip, hiding the smile at the brunette's sudden flash of temper behind the book the two were vying for. Leah grinned, shaking her head and watching the gorgeous eyes swing back to her and counter the offer of the man. The offer seemed tempting, though matched for the most part- except for... Licking her lips, she nibbled at them again, very interested now. Though, sugary dessert was less the idea and more of eating someone, not something. Watching the pair lock eyes, having a battle of the wills she glanced up to meet the knee-knocking gaze of the man. He seemed to know exactly what she was doing, and seemed to be <em>helping</em> her, not hindering the plan. A compromise, clever.<br><br>Tucking the book in the crook of one arm, she examined the offered flyer with a critical eye. Personal guests? She had been eyeballing a musician... Her lips twisted, fingering the spine of the book in a mildly suggestive manner. True, she could let him make the purchase and copy the pages he needed- but it was half the fun to withhold the text. "Leah Heston," She murmured quietly, feeling half like the girl from Transformers. 'Don't you want to say you had the guts to get in the car?' She would give the man props for attempting to do any seducing of any kind to her. Though, she could not pass up the possibility of getting a taste of the woman standing between them. <br><br>Pondering quietly, she held the book firmly. "I have a copy machine in the back. I do not trust you to play nice and come back so... How about you make the copies here?" Leah tempted him, raising her chin a little in challenge.
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				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 15:24:03</strong>
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				He came back introducing himself again, "Kleavin BonFontain. Its French Celtic, there aren't many of us left - french Celts I mean." He looked at the red head a bit more critically. The thoughts of her on her knees, pushing back against his fingers while he licked her back door still dangled temptingly in his mind's eye. For some reason he thought she would enjoy this form of sexual torture. He added to this fantasy though, since now the brunette was on her knees serviceing the very cock the red head, Leah she introduced herself and he put the name with her in his head on purpose, was begging for.<br><br>He stepped right up to her, invading her space and getting a close as he could without touching her. So far most of her attention had been on the brunette, he meant to change that. "A copy machine in the back, huh? I'll bet it is in a tiny little room, barely enough space for three people without...<em>touching</em>." Then he got right at her ear and whispered something, "Don't rush it, she'll bolt. Be patient and we might both get <em>everything</em> we want. I think we are on the same page, just don't corner her, she is a shy one despite her bralessness. Its a plea for attention, but once she has it she has no idea what to do with it. You on the other hand I bet know exactly what to with it."<br><br>He smiles pleasantly as he leans back again, conversing where they can both hear him. "Alright then, I'll buy it, tell you what I need copied. I'll wait for you to make the copies and then I'll give it to you..." He looked squarely at the brunette, looking into her, past her dress and her body into ther eyes and further. Looking for her reaction. Looking for some hint that she understood the trap she was in and that she wasn't going to run from it. The way he said "you" was indicative of someone asking for the other's name...
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				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 21:54:12</strong>
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				Amara took the flyer, still looking up at the man before moving her gaze to read the paper. 'It could be fun', she thought to herself as her eyes skimmed through the flyer. The book was going to be hers after all and he was a gentleman if he offered to take both them out on a date. She then turn to look at the redhead, blushing softly and nibbling on her lips. <br><br>Leah, had a pretty name to match her beauty and a sinful voice that made Amara squirm with delight every time she talked, just like Kleavin. She said softly in breathy tone, "Please to meet you both..." she look at them, before blushing some more. She watch the hot guy lean in close to the redhead and wonder what exactly he said, but shrugged it off. Maybe, those two were actually going to see each other later on in the day. Nothing that she cared, after all beautiful went out with beautiful people.<br><br>She smiled nervously, "Oh no...I can wait, you guys could go into the room and get your copies." She pointed at the man, his eyes making her feel like a bunny about to eaten by a wolf. She gulp, "I-I'm Amara. Amara Coulter." She lick her lips turning to look at the redhead, evading those dark sinful eyes that made her thong wet with her arousal. Although those green eyes, also gave her the same effect. Definitely, she was going to get some 'me' time later on the evening and they were going to be the participants of her fantasies.
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				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 01:58:15</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Worked into an interesting corner...</em></div><hr><hr><br>She could have cared even less about where his name came from, but Gods that did explain the handsome exterior to him. Thoughts of peeling his clothes off him to see what the rest of the package held was a little more than distracting. The steady want to see what his naked flesh looked, and tasted, like was so far in the forefront of her thoughts that he was inches away before her eyes turned to meet his. His body heat was hot, heady and she fought with everything she was to resist the urge to press closer. Leah swore his lips touched her ear as he murmured his plan to her. He was, indeed, helping her. Perhaps more for their equal benefit. She shivered, curving her lips a little as he stepped out of her personal bubble.<br><br>Amara, pretty name. She looked shy, and as nervous as a rabbit. Picking up a stray lock of red hair, she brushed the end of it over and over her lips- savoring the tantalizing touch of the silky strands. "I suppose that would work... Stay here, yes?" Leah command softly, touching the girl's hand. "I will bring you back the book." Crooking a finger at Kleavin, she beckoned him. "Come on then. Let's get those... Copies done." She paused, challenging him again and making her way away from the poetry section. Her hips moved in a tempting sway, the curve of her backside on easy display.<br><br>At the front, she joined the rest of the cashiers- motioning tall, dark and handsome her way to ring up his purchase. Realizing that she was willingly putting herself in one of their small backrooms, with a lock... With him no less. She felt an excited little tremor run the course of her body. Leah did not deny that, yes, she did want to see him naked... And yes, she would play along atleast until she got what she wanted. A free concert never hurt anyone... Did it?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 02:36:59</strong>
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				He smiled broadly at her name, "Amara Coulter." He repeated it as he wrote Leah's down, then jotted hers down as well. Amara said they should go for the copies themselves, and Leah agreed. How quickly? Very quickly indeed. She told Amara to wait for them, and he leaned into her, whispering "I will make it worth your while you sexy little thing." He winks at her as he turns and sees Leah giving him a "come here" motion with her finger. They way her voice caught before she finished her sentence was all the tell her needed. She was going to take him with her, and she intended to do more than just make copies. How much more? He wondered as he watched her sway her hips, and despite being petite, she had an amazing ass. Kleavin admired everything about a woman's body but a perfect ass was just a bit out front of everything else. They both had it, that perfect heart shaped, firm but rounded outward ass that made his dick super hard. Right now watching her, walking behind her, he was uncomfortable in his jeans.<br><br>He followed her to the front, never taking his eyes off of her. Her own short skirt left little to the imagination, but that little was driving him insane. She maneuvered behind a register and again gave him the come here finger. He was game, he followed her. He gave her the same intense stare he had given Amara, the one that could make someone think he was looking into them. He paid cash, brushing his fingers along her as he handed her the money, his eyes never leaving hers, never letting hers go. It would be clear to anyone standing and watching what was happening, he was in command of the situation. He never even needed to speak, his eyes conveyed every command. After he got his change he walked with her as she walked out from behind the counter, again not allowing her to look away. He did finally release her so she wouldn't run into any thing. He followed as she walked, but when they were alone and mostly hidden from view he took her arm in his hand and turned her to face him. He had never been so forward with anyone, but he sensed it would be what she would want. He felt that she liked a man to be in control, but liked to control a woman. It was easy for him to take control. He pressed her back against the wall beside the very door they would be walking through. He leaned in fast as if he was going to molest her mouth with his own but at the last moment he stopped, so close to her lips her could taste them without touching them. "We want the same thing," he said in a breathy whisper, "and not just with each other. If we are lucky we will seduce her as well. Lets make a deal, here and now. Neither of us touches her without the other being present. I think that's fair, don't you? Now...about those copies." He smiled a sultry smile and motioned her for the door beside them both. He wondered how long he would last. He had jerked off only a few hours before so he wasn't in fear of being a three pump chump, but he did think that as horny and turned on as he was he wouldn't last very long. He would do whatever he had to so that he could last long <em>enough</em> though...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 03:39:21</strong>
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				Amara squeezed her thighs together as her clit responded by pulsing softly to Leah rubbing that bit of hair on her lips. She gave the readhead a nod. "Sure, I won't go anywhere..." She bit her lip when Kleavin whispered against her ear, his voice so yummy and delicious. She watch them both go away, already missing them, shaking her head and trying to push that needy feeling away. She press her back against the book shelves.<br><br>She tried her best to feel normal, to stop the way she was feeling. She slowly went deeper into the library, hiding against the shelves. Slowly hiking her dress a bit up to touch herself as she closed her eyes and moan softly imagining both of them, her in the middle between them as they touched her and made her begged for their touch. She slowly rub herself through her tongue, opening her eyes a bit to look&nbsp; around just to know no one was closed by or watching.<br><br>She wondered if they were kissing in that small room or touching each other, her steady breaths coming out faster as her mind turn kinkier and kinkier with the passing minutes. They would take long, so that meant she had some time on her hands. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>03-10-2011, 15:56:09</strong>
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				He met her challenge step for step and she knew before he caught her eyes with his inescapable gaze that he would not take her challenges lightly. Her skin felt searingly warm, the need to find out if he was as good to his word as she believed him to be. The spark between them was obvious, and she lead him away from the register- the book still clutched in her long, capable fingers. She had really forgot about it as he descended upon her. Their breath mingled together, the heat from his body warm through the thin lace. She felt almost naked under his gaze, flicking her eyes up to his. "Fair enough... I am not sure how long either of us can play this game before she gets bold and wants more."<br><br>His sultry croon made her shiver and she keyed the code for the backroom, leaning against it. Twisting the knob, she slide inside- movig away fom the threshold to let him in as well. Letting the door click closed, she held the book out with a small grin. "Mark the pages and I will make your copies for you." She could not help but tease him, her pale, bare legs crossed as she leaned against the door that was much steadier than she at the moment. Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips, and small flash of a smile as she waited for him to make the move they both wanted him to make or hide behind their actual task here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>03-10-2011, 16:26:23</strong>
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				He smirked at her, taking the book and marking off 17 pages he needed copied. He handed it back to her gestured for her to take the copy machine. She would have to turn her back to him. he wanted until she was almost done to slide in behind her. He pus one hand on her neck, holding her in place while the other slid up the back of her skirt. He made contact with her bare ass quickly. He was both excited by her appearant lack of undergarment and a bit sad that he would get no trophy from her. He whispered in her ear that he wanted her to wear panties next time so he could take them with him.<br><br>He pushed her so that she beant over the machine and knelt in behind her. Indeed her entire body was covered in the delightful freckles. He licked the back of her thighs while his fingers explored her moist mound. She was slimer than most of the women he dated, which was a turn on itself. He knew that most women who were petite liked it a little rough since most men would not handle them this way. He spread her ass cheeks and flicked his tongue against her read entrance while he pushed his middle two fingers into her dripping sex. Curiling them he could scratch her G spot and flick his thumb against her clit. He was challenging her since they both knew anyone outside could hear whatever noice they made. She could call out her pleasure and be found out or bottle it up and force herself to be more in control. Either way would delight him. He worked his fingers in her harder and faster, causing her pussy to make obscene wet squeltching noises while he licked her asshole.<br><br>His cock was so hard it hurt but right now he just wanted to enjoy torturing her. "Cum for me, bitch." he whispered, so that only they would hear him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 04:50:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://ohjoy.blogs.com/my_weblog/images/redhead.jpg)</div> <div align="center"><em>What we both need...</em></div><hr><hr><br>She flipped through the marked pages, turning to the copier with a sort of single-mindedness. It was, after all, her job to help the students around town find the materials they needed to excel in whichever classes they were signed up for during this semester. She was also acutely aware of him behind her, and felt a small chill raise gooseflesh on her arms. Leah made one of those girl yelps as he scooted up behind her, his hand firm on her neck and the other in its roaming down her back and under the lace hem of her dress. It had not be on her mind that she might be molested at work when she decided to go sans panties. Just something that was... Freeing about it. Of course, she took his whispered command under advisement. Maybe, maybe not.<br><br>Leaning over the humming machine, she licked her lips- body on fire was the attention of his tongue and fingers. Pressing her palm over her rose colored lips, she bit the flesh- quieting the moans that shuddered over her in little waves. Leah steeled herself against the inevitable, legs trembling as she came closer and closer to the edge of bliss. The soft noises were only of her muffled groans and gasps, and the obvious sound of her arousal as his fingers plundered the silky wet between her thighs. His voice was dangerous, filled with the same desire that rush through her- giving a command she was only too happy to complete. Another few moments, her hips rocking lewdly back against his mouth and hands before she was burying her face in her arms and writhing uncontrollably for him as she came.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 05:27:35</strong>
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				It was in a word, amazing. She gasped and groaned into her hand as her pussy went inside out, pulling at his fingers The obscene noises her body made coupled with the way she was biting her own hand to stifle the moans. There was only music and these sounds that could make his heart race. She rocked back on his fingers, her slender body making him the center of its being, taking him into the center of its being. He had intended on not actually fucking her. He had intended on just making her cum and being delighted in that. His intentions were cast aside when he hear her symphony of desire. He unzipped his pants and took it out. It was the one part of his body that he truly believed was perfect. It was long but not too long. It was plump, and purple on top. It was made for one thing, to give and get pleasure.<br><br>He eased up behind her, standing and letting hit slap her pussy as his reached his full height. "Leah," He used her name in a throaty, needful way. "I am going to fuck you. The only question is, which hole am I going to use?" He slid it against her moist pussy lips, not putting it in like they both wanted him too, but teasing them both by putting it so close but out of reach. "Should I use this hole?" His question was laced with a perverted kind of goading, a demanding. She would use the words or get nothing. "Should I stick my big fat dick in your pussy?" He was really getting off on this. The thrill of it, the power of being able to make her do what he wanted her to in this closet. He continued, sliding his tool up and laying it on her asscrack. It was already wet from it prior engagement, so it slipped up and down her crack easily. "Or should I use this one? Hmmm? Tell me Leah, should I stick my cock in your cunt or your ass. The choice is yours, but you had better make it quick or I will make it for you." He playfully slapped her behind with his cock, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin, loving the way she was totally covered in freckles. He reached up and took a fistfull of her hair, pulling it back and making her look him in the eyes. "Answer me, or you get nothing..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 19:20:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://ohjoy.blogs.com/my_weblog/images/redhead.jpg)</div> <div align="center"><em>Answer me...</em></div><hr><hr><br>She whimpered, braced firmly against the machine to keep herself upright. As his touch slide away she was slowly coming down from the heights he had pushed her to. The sound of his zipped coming down was loud in her ears, and she almost turned to stop him but couldn't. The slap of his hard cock against her pussy made her push back with a gasp, trembling at the briefest touch. The gravelly sound of her name on his lips made her shudder, and she growled at his tease. Leah could not do anything but dance at the glancing touch of his cock, pressing back for it. Shaking, she moaned softly, a small shriek when he slapped her ass. The firm grasp of his fingers in her hair was unavoidable, and her back arched, curving to allow her head to move back to force her eyes to met his. "Pussy! Please, fuck my pussy with your cock," She whispered, her teeth trapping her lower lip between them as she waited.<br><br>He was a dominant personality she could not say no to. Her body was a curl of need, his grip on her hair feeding the sensitive flesh between her thighs. Already she could feel her insides clenching rhythmically, waiting for him to plunder her insides with the thick member she could feel twitching against her bare backside. It had been a while since someone had taken such completely command of her and she realized she very much enjoyed and wanted it now. Even if it was at work.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 00:33:49</strong>
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				He teased her, but only a little more. He pressed the head of his erection against the lips of her sweet pussy but would not enter her. he caught the flesh of her hips to stop her from engulfing him on her own. He teased her one last time, "Like this? You want my cock in you like this? Hmmmmm I dont know you may not need it quit baddly enough." But he did give it to her. He slowly slowly slowly spread her lips with his raging hard on, but held her firmly, making her accept his length as he wished it to go in. he could feel her tightness as it squeezed his prick head on entry.<br><br>"God you are fucking tight. Its a good thing you are so fucking wet, I would never be able to get it in you otherwise." He backed out a bit, enjoying the sensation of entering her a time or two before really getting down to business. His dick made its way deep and deeper inside of her. "You do not have permission to cum yet, but you may play with your clit if you like." The small room was full of her musky scent, and her vagina was the most exquisite he had ever experianced. "Do you like it hard? Hmmmmm? Tell me and maybe I will give it to you hard...hard and fast like you like it." He was just bottoming out inside of her as he spoke these words...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 06:29:13</strong>
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				She felt a whine rising from her throat, a plea for what he was tormenting her with- the hard press of his cock between her thighs. Trembling, his large hands seared her curvacious hips, the temperature rising as he tortured her slowly. Her full lips drew back in a silent snarl, the teasing nearly too much for her already pleasure ridden mind. She squeezed her muscles around his invading length, already tightening as he speared her. <strong>"Please, please, please,"</strong> Leah whispered her mantra over and over, fighting the desperate urge to scream for him to fuck her like she needed. Her pale skin glistened in the half-shadowed light of the room, lips still parting with each passing second as she struggled to fight the urge to moan, scream or a lewd mixture of both.<br><br>Her hand dove between her thighs, stroking the hardened, sensitive nub as he plundered her depths skillfully. <strong>"Yes, hard... Please, Kleavin. Don't torture me anymore, I need your cock hard,"</strong> The redhead groaned quietly, feeling his head touch the end of her. Trembling, she murmured her plea over and over, wriggling her hips under her hands as much as she could in the tight grip he held her in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>05-01-2012, 17:23:44</strong>
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				He grinned, she was almost his. He leaned up, sliding hsi hands up the sides of her body as he did so. His lips touched her ear, grazing against her skin. "Hard?" He whispered, "I am going to show you hard." His hands squeezed the small round curves of her breasts, which were incredibly firm as was her entire body. He used the muscles in his thighs, hips, buttocks, and stomach to assault her. He turned his shaft into a piston, ramming it up into her, nearly lifting her off her feet. God she was spectacular, she clung to him and her moans were like the sweetest music he had ever played.<br><br>He growled as he fucked her, loosing himself in the moment the feeling of her, the sounds of her. He lost control entirely and gave into the animal within. He felt his balls contracting, and he pulled her hair forcing her to look back at him. "You on the pill?" He asked. If not he would make her get on her knees and take it in the face, otherwise he was going to cum in his favorite place, he loved cumming in a girl's pussy...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 05:01:29</strong>
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				She twisted in his grasp, the touch of his breath on her ear drawing another sound of need from the pale pink lips. His words nearly made her fall over, sinking into his hold, letting him take her whichever way he intended. Hard was good, was great and made her groan at the thought of truly having this man had they not been in a back room at work. Leah's legs were weak as he worked her body over, feeling him pulse and twitch with each hard, punishing thrust into her depths. Her body squelched lewdly as he massaged her insides with his cock.<br><br>Leah moved with him as much as she could, feeling her orgasm rise yet again under the manipulation of her clit and the assault of his dick within her. The hard wrench of his hand in her hair made her stifle a squeak of protest, eyes meeting and holding his. <strong>"Yes, yes... I am!"</strong> She cried softly, the glaze of pleasure disappearing with the sharp reminder of pain. There was little more she wanted than to feel him finish inside her, though often the touch of cum beating against her cervix was like nothing else and made her cum instantly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 05:11:27</strong>
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				He heard her say yes, and his eyes rolled back in his head. he groaned, not caring who heard, who might be at the door listening. His dick unleashed ropes of hard hot cum directly at her cervix and into her womb. he came for what seemed like forever to him. he had never had an orgasm so intense. When it was finally over he slid his softening member from her body and trussed it up in his pants. He pulled her against him and kissed her with such passion, like the ocean against the beach at high tide. he was in love with her, of that there was no doubt.<br><br>"They'll be worried about you." he said, his voice now suddenly calm and sweet. Lifting her chin, "you will come tonight, wont you. You will bring the other one, wont you. Dont keep me waiting, there will be a song for you both."<br><br>On his way out he passed Amara, who had obviously heard the whole thing. he grinned and without even thinking about it he kissed her too. "i want you both to <em>come</em> tonight. Please accept my invitation." he glanced back over his shoulder, "Both of you." he put the widebrimmed hat he had worn back on and waited up front, hoping they would both be joining him...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 16:54:01</strong>
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				Amara gulp softly as she heard someone approach her. Most definitely that confident stride belong to him. Turning to look as a way to be sure she thought it was who she really thought it was, she gave him a nervous smile before looking down as she smooth her dress from non-existent wrinkles.<br><br>She look up then, the blush still on her fair features.&nbsp; A soft sound escaping out of her as his lips took hers. The kiss leaving her a bit shaken and his words letting her know that Leah was behind him. It was all too weird for her, but the kind of weird that was good. Seeing him leave first, she let out a loud exhaling breath as her eyes connected with the beautiful redhead.<br><br>"Wow... Uh... Okay...I-You first..." Damn her nerves for making her act awkward. Doing a small move with her hand to let Leah go first, she waited to follow the girl out of the book cases and toward the front. Already her body buzzing with excitement at the thought of tonight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Among Three-(The Golden Touch/doom29169/Hekate)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 09:15:09</strong>
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				She writhed at the last thrust, body lost in the throes of passion and need. Her thighs were sticky when he pulled from between the trembling appendages. He stole her breath she had drawn to thank him, kissing her blind until she was reeling in the tide of his claim on her body. His voice was gentle on her ears, eyes earnest for her to accept his invitation. <strong>"Yes, yes... I will come. I will try to get her to come,"</strong> She said, following him from the room, the book dangling forgotten in her hands as well as the copied pages- a few crumpled from their lovemaking.<br><br>Leah caught Amara's gaze, grinning a little more 'cat that ate the canary' than innocent angel. She nodded, <strong>"Let's go... He'll be waiting."</strong> The redhead lead the other between the tall shelves. He was there, waiting- looking completely gorgeous and maybe a little nervous as they were? Standing next to him, he dwarfed her height and made her shiver- feeling a little aftershock of their previous actions moments ago.
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