[Family Resort]  Beaumont Residence
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				Title: <strong>[Family Resort]  Beaumont Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>01-05-2014, 07:36:06</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Beaumont Home</strong></span><br><em>Family Resort Small Group RP (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198907.msg9699806#msg9699806)<br>GM: Chreestafer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=12157), Co-GM: Jennyfive (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=48290)<br>Links:&nbsp; Family Resort OOC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=201109.0)</em><br><br>(http://i.imgur.com/bzyvLPl.jpg)(http://i.imgur.com/XAMPbKa.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>It is very nice; a large common room, couches, chairs, a fully stocked open kitchen with bar.&nbsp; There is a loft with a huge bed upstairs, and even a fireplace with a Jacuzzi tub in main room.</em></span><br><br>Primary Residents:<br>Mother: <strong>Lara Beaumont</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200076.msg9792605#msg9792605) (Ladondra) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=27831)<br>Daughter: <strong>Marco Beaumont</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200076.msg9798715#msg9798715) (TheRomanticPerv) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=14031)<br>Son: <strong>Kellen Beaumont</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200076.msg9790635#msg9790635) (FetzerDelRayne) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=14318)<br><br></div><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][IMG padding=10 height=200](insert photo link here)[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Location:[/b]<br>[b]Tag:[/b]<br></code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Family Resort]  Beaumont Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>01-05-2014, 07:37:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/AWlxumA.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kellen<br><strong>Location:</strong> Home<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Family 4<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Kellen happened to be driving as they got to there, and found his way to the cabin assigned to his family.&nbsp; It was very nice.&nbsp; a large common room, couches, chairs, a fully stocked open kitchen with bar.&nbsp; A loft with a huge bed upstairs, and even a fireplace with a Jacuzzi tub in main room.&nbsp; Kellen was just completely blown away.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;When they were coming in, Kellen had driven past a few other cabins too that had other families just getting into their place.&nbsp; He saw a man two daughters that were both gorgeous just walking into their place.&nbsp; He saw another family too, driving in just behind them, a man a gorgeous woman, and a younger man and another incredibly gorgeous woman in the back seat.&nbsp; Kellen had to smile a little as he watched in the rear view coming up the dirt road seeing what he guessed to be the mom's head leaned back eyes closed in obvious sexual bliss and caught the eyes of the son in the back seat looking forward with eyes that were hungrily watching the mom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Family Resort]  Beaumont Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ladondra</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 08:53:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z335/Bchan1986/Bianca%20Beauchamp/1511644_711501478884472_499030442_n_zps841f4a62.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lara<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cabin---&gt;The mini bar<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Marco and Kellen<br><br>In the short time it took Kellen and Marco to gather all three of their bags into the vehicle with the most space for both luggage and people, Lara would exit the house she had bought and owned for the last eight years; wearing a simple &nbsp;black, sweater-like shirt &nbsp;(http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z335/Bchan1986/Bianca%20Beauchamp/Bianca%20in%20full%20black/cb1ac4884d4111e2ae2a22000a1f9723_7-590x590_zpsc299308e.jpg) with matching black jeans and a pair of brown crocs with holes to air out of her bare feet.&nbsp; Her hair was down and still slightly messy; having run her hands through it again after brushing it out.&nbsp; Very light makeup was worn; a little eyeliner and some lip gloss, but other than that, she looked pretty average.&nbsp; During the sixteen hour drive to their destination, she was actually glad she hadn't worn more.&nbsp; Between hanging her head out the window from hot flashes, raging behind the wheel while driving; which resulted in her having to smoke a cigarette or two to calm herself down, and having a little fun in the back seat with each of her boys, it would have no-doubtingly melted or rubbed off and the last thing she needed was to look like a crackhead tramp from the streets or a sad clown.<br><br>Upon arriving at the place where they would be lodging for the time being, Lara sat in the back seat of the vehicle; fanning herself off with an old, worn-out magazine.&nbsp; Passing by a few other cabins, she watched as families exited their own cars to unpack; spotting a few rather attractive-looking people along the roads.&nbsp; Were they here for the very same reason as her and her sons were?&nbsp; Parking off to the side, they got out and proceeded to unpack; taking turns bringing bags into the roomy building until everything had been removed.&nbsp; Entering the cabin, Lara could already picture the events that would take place during the course of their stay.&nbsp; Eyeing the jacuzzi set up in front of a fireplace, she knew where she would most likely be later on that very night.<br><br>Hearing her phone give a short jingle, she pulled out the cellphone she had crammed into one of her pants pockets and flipped it open.&nbsp; Scanning over the text sent to her, a heavy sighed escaped her.&nbsp; Pressing a few buttons, she then snapped it shut and shoved it back into her pocket.&nbsp; It was Colette again from work.&nbsp; Something about sales dropping and having some technical difficulties with the recent clothes lines.&nbsp; Hadn't she made it perfectly clear that she was going to away on vacation and to not bother her unless the building had burned down or someone died?&nbsp; As mean as it sounded, Lara hoped that neither one would occur during her time away, but enough was enough.&nbsp; Spotting the open bar off in the distance, she made a straight B-line for it.<br><br>"As much as I enjoyed that little road trip, Mommy needs something to help her unwind right now..."<br><br>Reaching the kitchen, she eyed the cozy little cooking area and the cupboards; a small window looking outside where the double sink was placed.&nbsp; After a few moments of admiration, Lara seeked out the bottles neatly lined up on display on the far side of the counter and scanned them over.&nbsp; Picking one up, she read the label carefully and then looked about for a cork remover.&nbsp; Opening a few drawers, she came across a series of utensils and cooking supplies, until finally finding the little device to help quench her thirst.&nbsp; Placing the screw on top of the bottle, her perfectly manicured hand made quick work of twisting the metal piece deep into the wooden nub, before giving it a fierce yank.&nbsp; A loud pop was heard; echoing throughout the cabin before fizzing took its place.<br><br>Not wanting to waste a single drop, the Beaumont mother placed her lips over the opening of the bottle and tilted her head back; her throat moving in a swallowing motion as she swigged down a few gulps of the delicious red wine.&nbsp; Removing it from her lips, a satisfied sigh escaped her as she glanced back down at the dark tinted bottle in her hand.&nbsp; "A 1986 Grenache wine.&nbsp; The twenty-seven years have done quite a number to the taste, but it still retains its spicy and berry flavor, while still smooth and rich.&nbsp; Perhaps I should add this in something for dinner tonight."&nbsp; Turning back around, the 5'9, redhead looked out into the living room to where her boys were and smiled; raising her precious find in victory.<br><br>If there was one bad thing that everyone knew about Lara, it was that she loved her drinks.&nbsp; Her tastes varied from one to another, but she mainly stuck to wines and champagnes.&nbsp; She wasn't an alcoholic by any means, but after dealing with a neverending business, she liked to have a glass or two; sometimes three, to make her forget her worries; even if only until the next morning.&nbsp; Part of her drinking had to do with her upbringing and the loss of her last two husbands..ok, maybe most of it.&nbsp; But right now, she was with her two most precious loved ones, out in the middle of nowhere, where no one could judge her for her life style and the secrets she hid from the world.<br><br>"So," Lara chirped happily as she made her way back into the living room.&nbsp; "What shall we all do first?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Family Resort]  Beaumont Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>10-05-2014, 03:22:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdk7pu9wPF1qi0b8uo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marco Beaumont<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beaumont Cabin - Living Room<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lara and Kellen<br><br>It seemed like Marco had been driving all day. Just as soon as he had arrived home, he found himself on the road again with his mother and brother, the car headed to the resort the incest-enjoying family had been invited to. They had agreed to takes turns for the sixteen hour drive, and it seemed the first Beaumont son was given the task of being the first driver. However, Marco didn't mind too much as it gave him some time to speculate on how the next few weeks would play out. A resort full of families who had an affinity for incest. Was such a thing even legal? Regardless, the thought of finally being able to express his true nature with absolute freedom was indeed liberating to his spirit.<br><br>Time had passed, and the Beaumont family had finally arrived at the cabin that was to be their temporary home during their stay at the resort. Marco had spotted a few of the other families on the way from the back seat with his mother, and had already made a few mental notes to himself. Interesting was too mild a word for how he saw his time there going. Still, it would probably be a while before he met any of the others. The best thing for Marco was to just focus on settling in. He opened the car door on his side, and went to the trunk, taking out bags before he met Lara and Kellen inside.<br><br>Putting their luggage down by the doorway, Marco joined the other members of his family in admiring the decor of the cabin. Honestly, he hadn't expected the interior to be as luxurious as it was. Perhaps their stay there would be more bearable than he thought. Though, watching his mother's hips sway as she moved around the cabin told Marco it would have been fine either way. More and more he was being reminded why he had agreed to come along for the trip as she began to settle in and unwind. The Beaumont son missed checking out his mother.<br><br><em>"So... What shall we all do first?"</em><br><br>Easily, that was the question to answer, and once Lara returned to the living room, she would receive it. As her curvaceous form stood before the Beaumont boys with the bottle of wine in hand, the tall mother was approached by her much taller son. Deep, dark orbs looked down at her as a small smirk formed from his lips, one of his large hands rising to take hold of the neck of the bottle, effortlessly transferring it from his mother's grip to his own. "Well, seeing as I've been away for so long, how about we all catch up?" His words were casual, but his voice was stern as he set the bottle down onto a nearby table. In truth, Marco wasn't too fond of their mother's drinking habits. He understood why she needed one every once and a while, but he preferred her sober than tipsy anyday... Even if she was more of a wild fuck.<br><br>The hand that had placed the bottle down was now at the side of Lara's cheek, almost able to cup her face entirely as the other held to her hip. Years of basketball had stretched Marco's hands out to no end. It wasn't something he minded as he enjoyed the physical contrast between his masculine 6'4" frame to his mother's feminine 5'9". Still, as much attention as Marco was showing his mother, he did not forget about his younger brother, nor did he forget about the events that had taken place back at the house. Marco's smirk grew at the memory. In some odd way, he found himself actually being proud of how Kellen had acted, and was curious to see how his younger brother would respond if given more of a push.<br><br>"I would hope Kellen has been taking good care of you while I was away." Marco said to his mother, his hand now pushing her hair from her face to give him a better view of her beauty. Such a thing had been the cause of a lot of trouble early on in his life, but whenever he walked home from the park or school and his young, brown eyes caught sight of her soft, yet entrancing, gaze... her tantalizingly sweet smile... her irresistibly seductive, goddess-like body... Immediately, every bruise, every black eye, every busted lip... All of it became worth it, and was the reason Marco never lost a fight when it came to his mother. "I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't a bit jealous." His hand at her hip had made its way down so it was directly palming her ass, holding firmly to the plumpness of her bum as he would a basketball, with a bit more squeezes here and there. "Now that I'm back, we can finally make up for lost time." Leaning down, a firm kiss from Marco was placed upon his mother's lips, the rest of her curves being brought against the hard ridges of her muscular son.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Family Resort]  Beaumont Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FetzerDelRayne</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 17:33:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/AWlxumA.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kellen<br><strong>Location:</strong> Home<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Marco, Lara<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;After everyone got the bags and things inside, mom and Marco made for the living area to take it all in.&nbsp; Kellen decided to grab his bags, and head upstairs to unpack.&nbsp; He'd rather do it now, than have to worry about it later.&nbsp; While he had no idea what it was from, he always had to be organized and ready.&nbsp; He heard his mom downstairs proclaiming her need to unwind.&nbsp; He knew that she'd be trying to find some wine.&nbsp; He heard her going through all the cabinets, and then quiet, then pop!&nbsp; She must have moved into the main room at that point from the sounds.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>"So... What should we do first?"</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He heard her ask from the main room, and looked down over the balcony to watch.&nbsp; His brother didn't like her need for wine after stress.&nbsp; Kellen didn't disagree with Marco, just didn't see it as his place to stop her.&nbsp; As Marco had seemed to become the 'Man of the House' Kellen was still the boy, somewhat.&nbsp; He was never one for trying to tell another how to live, unless of course they were asking him for the advice, then he loved it.&nbsp; He looked down, and quietly watched as Marco cupped their moms ass and felt a strong stirring in his jeans.&nbsp; He wanted her too.&nbsp; She was their mother, but she'd always been the most beautiful woman to Kellen.&nbsp; He suspected much the same feelings from his brother, but obviously had never had the chance to really talk to him about it.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Marco and his mom were catching up.&nbsp; That much Kellen was sure of.&nbsp; As much as he needed for her though, he knew they needed this.&nbsp; There would be plenty of time for more later.&nbsp; He stripped off his clothes, and put on a pair of swim shorts.&nbsp; Coming in, he'd seen this rock that had a clif going right into what looked like really nice deep water.&nbsp; He hadn't been cliff diving since last summer.&nbsp; Plus, it looked like a great place for some yoga after that long car trip.&nbsp; Then he headed for the door.&nbsp; At it, he turned to his brother, and his mother.&nbsp; <strong>"Guys, I'm going to head out and explore, and get rid of some of these travelling cramps.&nbsp; Love you both.&nbsp; You need to catch up, I'll be back by tonight.&nbsp; Then I'd like to cook us all dinner.&nbsp; There's a market here too.&nbsp; I saw it coming in."</strong>&nbsp; Kellen smiled warmly at them.&nbsp; Conveying with his eyes his love for them both, and his lust for his mom.&nbsp; Then he turned the handle, and walked out, closing the door behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Family Resort]  Beaumont Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ladondra</strong> on <strong>18-05-2014, 11:05:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z335/Bchan1986/Bianca%20Beauchamp/1511644_711501478884472_499030442_n_zps841f4a62.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Lara<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Cabin<br><strong>Tag: </strong> Kellen and Marco<br><br>Glancing to both her sons, Lara hadn't expected what Marco would do, but wouldn't complain.&nbsp; Maybe <em>not </em>expecting wasn't it.&nbsp; She meant to think that it wouldn't happen so soon after<em> just</em> arriving at the cabin.&nbsp; It hadn't even been a few hours yet and he was already becoming seemingly needy.&nbsp; The cuddling and sweet kisses during the car ride here was most likely what caused this.&nbsp; She was most certain.&nbsp; Dark eyes bore into her matching ones as he stared down at her with such an alluring expression on his face.&nbsp; Without breaking eye contact, she felt the bottle she was holding onto leave her grip and placed upon a nearby table out of harms way.&nbsp; He said he wanted them all to catch up, but judging by the way he seemed to caress and touch her, Marco seemed more focused on her.&nbsp; He claimed of being jealous of Kellen having her while he was away and for a split second, Lara found herself looking about for her baby boy and couldn't see him.&nbsp; Where had he gone?<br><br>While busy breaking into the wine bottles, she hadn't realized that he had made his way back up stairs and was actually observing what was going on from over the ledge of the second floor.&nbsp; The hand that had moved away a bit of her hair to get a better look at her face now cupped her cheek; his other finding itself lowering down from her hip to grasping a literal handful of one of her buttocks and giving it a firm squeeze.&nbsp; Her body instinctively moved forward until her robust chest was pressed up against him; her arms&nbsp; lifting up to circle his larger form and hook her arms underneath his armpits.&nbsp; Her palms were flat against his back; fingers dancing along the fabric of his shirt in slow circular motions.&nbsp; Lips were felt against her own as her tallest son leaned down to kiss his mother.&nbsp; Her eyes fluttered shut as she tilted her head to the side; standing up on her tiptoes as she captured his mouth in one swift motion.&nbsp; Smacking noises could be heard as she kissed him over and over; nibbling his lower lip, darting her tongue to teasingly play with his, and the small moans and sighs that would escape her as she felt herself molding to him.<br><br>The familiar feelings were quick to return to her even after months apart.&nbsp; Her kisses then began to travel south; to his chin, down his throat, and then along the side of his neck.&nbsp; It was only when she gave him a playful nip that she heard Kellen's voice.&nbsp; Glancing up and over Marco's shoulder, she saw that he had changed into a pair of swimming trunks and was going to head out.&nbsp; Smiling sweetly, she removed one of her hands from gripping onto her eldest sons back and blew him a kiss before waving.&nbsp; "Be careful, sweetheart.&nbsp; Don't stay out too late.&nbsp; I love you."<br><br>Seeing him smile back at her, she watched him close the front door to the cabin shut behind him, leaving both Marco and herself alone inside to do as they pleased.&nbsp; Chuckling, she rested her forehead against his shoulder and shook it a bit.&nbsp; "I know this place is for people like...<em>us</em>, but I still feel kind of weird that your brother knows about us.&nbsp; I mean, he doesn't know <em>every single little detail</em> of our relationship....I was scared."&nbsp; Lifting her head up, she looked up and for a moment, she swore she saw Philippe looking back at her.&nbsp; But it wasn't him.&nbsp; It was his <em>son</em>.&nbsp; Tall with ebony skin and mostly French, but he was the only child they both shared and cherished; even to this day.&nbsp; She would have to send him a new photograph.&nbsp; Maybe Thanksgiving or Christmas.<br><br>"I mean about doing it again; with Kellen.&nbsp; It was like being with you all over again and yet, not <em>quite</em> the same."&nbsp; Her head lowered slightly as shame and guilt overtook her.&nbsp; "I've been holding back.&nbsp; We kiss and touch, but I haven't had sex with him.&nbsp; Not yet.&nbsp; I mean last night was the first time I gave him a...."&nbsp; She paused; realizing she who she was talking to and found herself at a loss for words.&nbsp; Why was she telling him about what she did with his brother?&nbsp; He wasn't her therapist or someone to just randomly drop all her problems on.&nbsp; He probably didn't want to know and even if he did, right now wasn't exactly the best place to start now.&nbsp; Sighing heavily, she wrapped her arms about him again and held him close; nuzzling the side of her face with his.&nbsp; "Talk about a real <em>mood</em> killer.&nbsp; I'm sorry."&nbsp; Turning her head, she pressed a kiss to his cheek and whispered into his ear.<br><br>"If we don't take this elsewhere, I doubt we'll make it far from the couch next to us..."&nbsp; Hands would be felt upon his own pants then as her hands slid down to cup both his butt cheeks tightly.&nbsp; Even if he towered over her and could easily dominate her, she always enjoyed being the one to turn him on.&nbsp; It didn't take much.&nbsp; Just a few choice words and the way her hands would cast their magical spell to leave him begging for more.&nbsp; There were a few places that had run through her mind to have some fun in; the large bed up stairs, the Jacuzzi a few feet away before the fireplace, the shower, the kitchen...&nbsp; Heck, if they really wanted to be bold, they could do it in the car right outside.&nbsp; But then on the flipside, if they did choose to do that, not only would it probably embarrass Kellen, but the other families and couples here would get quite the eyeful.&nbsp; Not exactly the best first impression by any means.<br><br>Even though Kellen had stated not being back til later, they only had a limited amount of time to do as they pleased.&nbsp; If he decided to change his mind and come back early, Lara very much doubted he would enjoy seeing, let alone hearing, his mother and his older brother having sex.&nbsp; Making her final decision, she mentally nodded to herself and removed her arms from about her sons body.&nbsp; Taking one of his hands, she intertwined her fingers with his and turn to begin leading him towards the stairs.&nbsp; Taking her time up the steps, they finally reached the second floor and would soon find themselves standing before the giant bed neatly made in the loft.&nbsp; Letting go of his hand, she smiled up at him as walked around to the other side.&nbsp; Sitting down on the edge, she proceeded to carefully take off her crocks; massaging her bare feet before scooting up to lean back on the pillows she had placed along the bed frame.&nbsp; With her legs slightly apart, she lifted her arms up and outward in an inviting gesture behind dreamy eyes and red hair (http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z335/Bchan1986/Bianca%20Beauchamp/Bianca%20in%20full%20black/cb1ac4884d4111e2ae2a22000a1f9723_7-590x590_zpsc299308e.jpg).<br><br>"Come to Mommy...."
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