Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy
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				Title: <strong>Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 15:30:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Scenario:</strong> </span><br>Don Carter Le'Shanko is rumored to be the head of an organization that operates within but separate from the other organized crime syndicates. Though rumored to run his business through their business, no one seems to be able to stay alive long enough to connect any of the dots. Additionally, Mr. Le'Shanko is a legitimate business man with a lovely Assistant in need of a vacation, Miss Brooklyn Miles Estrada who both pay their taxes and seem outwardly boring but busy individuals. Paying for a week at 'The Resort', the finest invite-only private hedonism club, Don Carter didn't explain to his lovely Assistant-slash-Assassin that her room comes...equipped for carnal ecstasy or that he ordered the top menu item for a women's pleasure... Joshua, to help her unwind and relax. In the interest of safety, Joshua had the brief honor of speaking with the Don directly <sub>-though not face to face-</sub> in order to ensure he was fully aware of Miss Estrada's...deadly capabilities. After all, no one wants an accident. What the Don didn't bother to investigate is <em>how</em> Joshua pleases the ladies...only to instruct him to woo his killer and fuck her real good any way she wants it. She needs it and she deserves it.<br><br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Cast:</strong> </span><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">(<em>played by NejraTu</em>)</span></div><div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><div align="center"><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">[center][img]http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg[/img][/center]</code></pre></div><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">(<em>played by rahatngt</em>)</span></div><div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><div align="center"><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">[center][img]http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg[/img][/center]</code></pre></div><br><div align="center">__________________________________</div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Penthouse Floor Plan</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/PenthouseSingle.jpg)<br>As discussed, imagine the bedroom larger as well as the bathroom with an iron clawfoot tub rather than the garbage pictured. No shower. Also, the atrium can potentially lead to "play" rooms we can figure out later.<br></div></div></div><br><div align="center">((<strong>OoC:</strong> Play to begin soon, I lost my first start to this play and didn't want to lose it again...))</div><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 17:28:54</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Her Dress</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/ScarlettsPurplePeaceDress.jpg)</div></div></div><br>Brooklyn Miles Estrada never took a vacation in her life. It was too easy to get whacked when you got comfortable. Perhaps being a professional killer gave her a saddened and skewed perspective of the world measured in ways to die and ways to kill. Anything can be made into a weapon. Even bubbles. Don't ask... The Lady Killer was thinking about bubbles because she was envisioning a luxurious bubble bath as she stepped up to the reception desk only to be greeted by name much to her surprise. The stunningly beautiful woman behind the desk picked up the phone and requested Alfred to escort Miss Estrada to her room and then held a finger to indicate she had one more call which she made to an unknown only to say "She's here" before motioning Brooklyn's blue-green eyes toward the immaculately suited older gentleman waiting by the lift with her bag already in hand. Though a little weirded out, the Receptionist began to explain that Don Carter Le'Shanko ensured everything would be ready when she arrived and her every whim was to be catered to so all she needed to do was ask. It seemed a bit too good to be true for the orphan who made her own way in life. She trusted the Don though, so she was grateful for the service and even offered them both a winning smile.<br><br>Left with Alfred in the lift, her single black duffel in complimentary contrast to her deep purple cocktail dress with the gentle swooping neckline and pinched sleeves at the shoulder before it hugged her ample breasts and slender waist where it then gave way to the curve of her hips, tapering off at a pixy point between her knees. She wore thigh-high nylons that darkened her legs just slightly and made the scars beneath invisible to give her a sleek profile from her dark red hair to her silver sparkle pumps with the spike heels and red leather soles for a splash of daring and suggestive color. Her bra and panties unseen thanks to a well made slip that also doubled as meshed body armor worn out of habit and paranoia. The curly haired red-head might seem unarmed and docile, excited to start her vacation and warmed by the friendly staff and assurances her every whim would be taken care of, but under all that she was verifying exits, locating weapons, observing vital signs, facial and body expressions in addition to keeping a count of how long the lift took to pass each floor. <br><br>Alfred was calm as a button, happy as a kitten in a bag of feathers and towering over her like a gentle giant in a great suit. Being that she wasn't exactly short in her four inch heels that brought her up to 6'1" he had to be nearing seven feet tall and she wondered if he had always been at the resort. If, like her, he was more dangerous than he looked in his old-man facade. Perhaps catching that thought or the way it changed her expression, Alfred arched a brow at her and smirked but only made idle chatter about her plans. A bath, a run, perhaps a visit to the spa or the rec-room to see the climb wall Don Carter talked up...maybe explore the castle...The latter suggestion making the old man laugh and decline to answer by announcing they arrived on her floor, holding the door so she could step out and only then directing her to one of the four doors on this floor in the narrow hall.&nbsp; Handing her the access card, Alfred bowed and offered to bring her bag in but she declined and thanked him anyway, her generous tip declined and assurances once more made that Don Carter was the purse of her enjoyment this week.<br><br>Waiting for the old man to disappear in the lift, Joshua might begin to wonder what took the Lady so long but the Lady Estrada was unaware anyone else was to be encountered. With a deep breath and a heavy sigh that didn't take all the edge out of her but relaxed her considerably, she keyed the door and lifted her duffel in one hand before opening it with the other still clutching the key. The door was opened until it hit the stopper on the wall and her eye peered through the crack and eyed the hinges which were on the inside before making a fuller sweep of the closed doors into the bedroom, bathroom, and the open den, dining, bar and kitchen to her left. Only once inventory of the room was made would she step inside and close the door behind her. The duffel was dropped by the door and her sparkling heels stepped out of right next to it before her stockinged feet carried her five-nine frame toward the two closed doors with the intent to open them...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 01:28:16</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div> <br><br>Tenjyo that was his name in Ystwuh, their native tongue but now he is known as Joshua. The man was in a curious ensemble. His lovely suit went well with his slightly rugged yet handsome look. His lithe 6'3 body would tell the woman coming to join him that there was strength in this body thought she might guessed much more than that.<br><br>Joshua was truly wearing a very nice suit but his feels were bare since he enjoyed the thick heavy rug that was signature everywhere in the resort, only the best for the very rich and the best in their field. His shirt was also untucked for a reason. It even made him sexier with a kind of ruffled look. There was splashes of water on his arms and suit as he finished preparing the bath for her while wondering where she was. Standing up and he turned around with a satisfied smile to come out and wait to greet her, his mind went back to the proposal.<br><br>It started like any of his client, wanting his personal attention for their pleasure, an experience beyond price really. Hired by a husband and lover though infrequent was a known even for him also though he had never been hired by an employer but he agreed that it was a very nice gesture. No what was unusual was the first photo of the woman he was to spend time with. The first view of her tall, sensual and ripe body sent a shock wave of need through the experience man. He knew what would happen then. Though he was a popular hire there had been precious few who can handle his complete attention and the full range of his service. But he knew this woman would be able to and she would be. The thought of her surprise and how we would mark every inch of her had him rocked to swift erection, faster probably then ever before.<br><br>The revelation or more accurately the hint of what this sensual beauty do was an interesting twist. But it only made the desire burn in Joshua. This was suppose to be just a job but he got the feeling that he would this one just for himself in the privacy of his mind. So the deal had been struck, payments had changed now they were here.<br><br>Joushua opened the door with his mind filled up with images of him taking her, mounting her, making her his when at the half open door he found her already inside and with a powerful deadly looking stride. He breathed deep and kept his voice calm. "Nothing to be concerned about Ms. Miles", his body angled so that he was resting against the doorframe, a move ensuring that he had no intention of moving and wasn't a threat to her. <br><br>"I have been hired by the Don to carter to all your need for the duration of your stay", he informed her with a smile. "You can verify if you want to", he said with a smile that aside he wasn't intimidated by her lovely lethal grace with was partially true. "I have ran a bath for you Ms. Miles, scented water and a tub filled with bubbles", he said with a smile having a feeling that such a thing would appeal to this sensual creature despite what her profession might be. "I can help you undress and get ready", he continued letting her finally know that he wouldn't be like a servant like companion but there was a lot more intimate offering going on here.<br><br>But he stood there, non threating and waited for her to decide how to take this uncertain development.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 17:16:39</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>Approaching the two closed doors she realized the bathroom wasn't closed but just eased near shut when it swung open further to allow a rather tall and dashing man the light of the foyer and the support of the door frame for his broad shoulder. Though her mind was considering him from multiple angles, her body was trained to react one way to the unknown and that was with deadly violence. Her bare feet in their soft sheers separated on the carpet to level her balance with a roll of her shoulders that tucked her elbows in and started to raise her hands when he spoke up so calmly and using her middle name no less. If she didn't seem eased by that fact it was because she wasn't; though admittedly his casual posture, bare feet, and the fine quality of his dress attire so near state of being undone completely with his shirt untucked and his sleeves rolled up and splashed with water, she almost though she had the wrong room and was intruding on some man's attempt to take his own bubble bath. <br><br>The tall, somewhat older man was quick to clear things up though and her hands and mouth dropped at the same time. She was quick to recover both her posture and her agape mouth as her inky lashes fluttered and her eyes searched through him to oddities she'd noticed in the way her Boss answered some of her questions about the resort and how they suddenly made sense. Just as instantaneously, her body tightened and warmed hotly as though someone had drizzled a dollop of molten lava through the core of her to pool at her loins in a heated ache she seldom experienced and always ignored. It intimidated her, made her feel helpless when she gave in to it because it weakened her body and her ability to think. Brooklyn got lost in the fog of her passion and it made her vulnerable. Someone in her line of work couldn't afford that luxury. Yet, here was a man telling her that Don Carter was ensuring she could. It made the killer blush. A light tickle of pink across gently tanned cheeks that only got darker the more he spoke; the bath was for her but so was he and he was ready to help.<br><br>He was very handsome in a gruff kind of way, yet somehow still sophisticated in the way he held himself in the fine remnants of his suit even though he casually leaned into the door frame. The fact he hadn't moved toward her, but waited patiently for her to come to terms suggested that Don had spoken to the man and cautioned him about quick movements or overbearing intents.&nbsp; That bath he detailed did sound amazing, and the fragrance was carried out around him and she wasn't sure what was him and what was the bath but it all smelled so inviting she wanted to say yes. Had to remind herself she was allowed to, that this place was as secure as it could get and if Don Carter hired this man to help her relax then he must be good at what he does. Those blue-green hues lifted to his face as he watched her and waited and then she just nodded. Not saying a word, the svelte assassin in the purple dress crossed the rest of the distance toward him, detouring to open the bedroom door wide until she heard it hit the stopper and peered through the crack, considering the hinges out of habit. It was smooth, swift, and liquid before her eyes were upon him again and with them, her presence and the heat of her body as she stepped up to him and eased the bathroom door open wider. <br><br>Gaze licking up the broad expanse of his chest to level along his collar bone before rising higher still to reach his beautiful blue eyes, perhaps trying to read his intent there as her lips parted to pull a telling breath. <strong>"So, what do I call <em>you</em>?"</strong> The red-head asked with a slight tilt of her head since he had yet to introduce himself. Her hand returning to her side as she turned to slide past him and into the large bathroom so she might get a look at the offering while she instructed him in polite follow-up question, <strong>"Would you unzip me?"</strong> Her dress held such a delicate zipper from the nape of her neck to the curve of her pert rear and she offered both to him as she swept her hair off her shoulders and into her hands to hold out of his way. She might, at a glance, seem at ease and accepting of this situation but underneath that was the predator who couldn't stop being alert or waiting for the ambush. Afterall, with his shirt untucked like that, he could be hiding weapons in his waist band or his pockets and she'd be less likely to tell until he moved. Unless she undressed him. It made her wonder if he would let her make that demand so she added matter of factly to see if he protested, <strong>"Then we're taking off your shirt."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 21:29:51</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>Joshua had noticed the sudden change in the way her body moved as soon as she saw him. It was like watching a predator suddenly going in an action mode. There was a feline grace in tight lush body and he could sense that he was as deadly as the Don suggested. Joshua was not a warrior but his race was in general quite strong with fast reflexes compared to most humans. But he had a feeling though he would surprise her with the length of time he would resist a real confrontation between them would be lethal on his side.<br><br>So despite his lazy confident pose he was relieved when her body relaxed and she realized that he was not a threat not that she wouldn't verify it for herself over the next couple of minutes, he was sure. What surprised him though was the sudden chance in her as she realized what the full range of service he was likely to provide. His nostril flared as his expertly tuned senses realized what she was suddenly feeling and it did help that his nose was sharp enough to find in the air the tiny whiff of her arousal. It was intoxicating to say the least and he felt the answering tightening at his groin specially as he realized that neither the Don and specially she had no idea of the special talent or rather birth feature made him such a sought after male in the resort. <br><br>He watched her without words as she walked around and checked the bedroom. He could see that she was coming more into the idea gradually, finding her rhythm in this new place and her need to keep everything very secure and private. Her need to relax and enjoy the sweet smelling bubbly bath and the assurance that the Don would take necessary precaution fighting against her paranoia was enough to make her let go for the moment it seemed. He held himself steady as she passed him despite wanting to grab her and push her against a wall to kneel at her feet and taste where that whiff of her honey came from.<br><br>His breathing was already heavy as she stood with him behind her. He took a deep breath of relief in her acceptance to allow him at her vulnerable back. He drunk her silky voluminous hair the way she held it, the sensual curve of her neck and how the fitting gown molded on her back. His fingers found the delicate zipper and slowly and carefully started pulling it down. His expectation was tempered as he found not her smooth bare back but a black slip and his fingers told him it was harder than expected only to realize with the sudden feeling of a light being turned on that this would be some kind of protection, armor as he slowly pulled the zip all the way down. His hand rose to grip her shoulder gently, felt the control and power in them but also the creamy smoothness of her bare skin before pushing the dress off her shoulder and help her slip it down her body on to her feet.<br><br>He had been silent throughout though his breathing was heavier which one such attuned to her surrounding as she might have noticed. But despite his disappointment at not seeing her bared more his eyes still drunk her pert bottom that made him want to push into her body and roll his hips to fill himself throb against her bottom. But he moved his hands to his side, fisting them tight for control. Joshua had always been passionate but she was affecting him like no other somehow, he wasn't still sure why. He talked finally, <strong>"I am ready when you are but I suggest if you would that you rather take everything off. I am here for full service. I was planning to help you scrub off so that you can simply sit and enjoy the bubbles. I can give you a full body message later if you wish to help you relax. Whatever you would like Ms. Miles"</strong>.
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				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 22:41:27</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>Brooklyn was so aware of him she took notice that he seemed to be aware of her change in disposition, more distinctly, how her body flared with heat at the realization he might be available to her for pleasure. Being celibate didn't mean that she didn't ever get cravings or feel the heat pooling in her loins making her womb ache with primal need. That he was clearly aroused by her but so smoothly restrained only served to heighten her desire and curiosity. He only moved to give her room to pass him and she could feel the power of his restraint and the weight of his desire suddenly making her chest very tight as was the space she passed through to get into the bathroom proper. The killer could feel his eyes upon her, drinking her in and keeping himself on a tight leash in order to do only what she asked, to let her open the menu of opportunity and pluck experience from his steady hands. <br><br>The tub looked so inviting and was certainly big enough for two but Brooklyn had never bathed with another person and before he even suggested it she was imagining it and dismissing it out of habit. Listening to his breath which was slightly elevated then when she first saw him. Too, he seemed to scent the air purposefully, breathing her in like an animal and it excited her, perhaps because she had done the same thing in stride as she passed him in the door way. Perhaps too, because she could feel him responding hungrily to her in the way his hands touched her, controlling the zippers fall and dragging up again to push the dress off her shoulders and help her step out of it. His hands, even that much, touching her bare shoulders and down her arms with the heat of his body and power of his presence at her back made her tremble and flare with more heated desire like a drug through her veins making her body feel heady and ripe. <br><br>He'd get another soft whiff of her clean hair as she suddenly let the crimson curls free from her hands to bounce across her neck and shoulders as her hands fell to his as he brought the purple fabric south of her hips. With a shiver she couldn't suppress, the Assassin dared to push his hands a little more firmly against her thighs to feel the garter clip and thigh-highs beneath that black slip and leaning forward, took his hands with her toward her knees. As a result, he got part of his wish with a brush of her rounded ass against his trousers and untucked shirt as he was forced to lean over her as she stepped out of her dress held in both their hands -mostly his- and she considered the warmth, strength, and pulse of the back of his hands and fingers. Only once she was freed from her dress did she carefully take it from him and continue to observe and consider him without speaking of it. Over a towel rack she hung her dress inappropriately but effectively before turning to face him, seeing his hands fisted at his sides and hearing such logic roll from his tongue. She was curious and wondered quietly to herself if he found all his clients hard to restrain from or if he was restraining himself only to prevent violence that was likely to put one of them in the morgue and the other in the hospital. <br><br>Her gaze meandered up his frame, admiring the way his shirt hugged his shoulders but was loose around his waist, knowing if it had been tucked in it would betray his trim figure. Her soft, pillow lips were licked with a thought and obvious pleasure before her eyes considered his face and hair in general, then more acutely looking over his brows and the length of his nose to his lips with that fuller lower lip that called to her. Which promised to kiss her in the best ways. Finally she met his eyes, the sky worthy hue was beautiful and offered that predators intelligence smoothed by the culture of his profession and perhaps, hers. Don Carter was a smart predator too and she wondered why he was motivated to purchase her a... man. <em>A very tall, ruggedly good looking man</em>, she reminded herself with a private smirk that he might not understand for she was looking right at him but clearly in her mind for a moment. Since she walked in the door she'd already thought of fourteen ways to kill him, it was second nature, but Brooklyn was beginning to realize those thoughts of murder were being over-run by thoughts of carnal pleasure she'd longed for. It made her eyes blaze like a hunting Cheetah when she stepped back toward him from the towel rack.<br><br>Her bare hands trembled lightly when she lowered her eyes to brush her fingers over the buttons of his shirt, standing so close in her armored slip that she inhaled him with every breath and felt the heat of his body in her space. Her jaw clenched and ground for it was her turn to be restrained, perhaps too, because she'd never actually took a mans shirt off unless she was doing it to kill him in a specific way and this time it was pleasure being offered. She was a tool of killing and he of pleasure and relaxation so she was starting with his shirt. Not answering his suggestion, not feeling the need to say anything at all to Joshua, the name he'd given her. The one she repeated as her hands joined their task of freeing the buttons from their slits one at a time to reveal he was both unarmed and unclothed under there. His bare chest exposed to her and with it, her urge to bite him. She did not, but relaxed her jaw forcefully and licked her lips slowly as she finished the last button and like he had, trailed her hands back up to grace his broad shoulders and drag his shirt down his arms to free him of it. <br><br>That's when she looked up at him again tossing his shirt with ease to hang on the door knob as inappropriately as her dress on the towel rack. Rather than reaching for his pants, she'd reach for his hands and bring them to her thighs as she stepped even closer, so close she should have been touching him and wasn't. Watching his face, she'd guide his hands to pull the slip up, feeling something like light-weight chainmail between satin and silk until he got the idea and then she'd let his hands go and lift hers over her head so he could pull her free of her armor and have her lightly tanned but considerably pale skin exposed to him in her nude colored knickers and stockings. Not taking her eyes off of him until the cloth pass over them and forced her to because Brooklyn was curious and trying to talk herself into it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>18-08-2012, 09:48:53</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>Her sinew movement, so elegant yet with a sense of power in them enthralled him like everything about her. Don had explained her lack of intimacy in life yet despite that or because of that passion burned inside her. It was in those sensual movement and the way she played with his slightly calloused hands, seemingly enjoying the difference of textures between theirs and the feel of her rounded bottom against him. It was no wonder as she freed her curls to turn around to find his breathing turning even heavier with a hint of grimace.<br><br>Joshua's pants needs to fitted specially to work and now with the whiff of her intimate musk in the air the feel of her smooth skin under his finger and that final brush of her ass had him aching and that didn't work with this pants. A tiny of smile played at the corner of his lips in anticipation as he watched the slight tremble of her hand as her fingers brushed the buttons. Knowing her profession, that tiny tremble was a huge compliment and despite his experience and confidence in his ability as the premier escort of the house, Joushua found her need strangely satisfying.<br><br>He took a deep breath, his chest straining, touching her fingers, the soft gentle brushes as she undid the button one by one. Those gentle touches heated him up, making his eyes burn and when she licked her lips he could hear even that softest wet sound and fire ran down right through his body to his groin. Her need was clear and so was her restrain and she mimicked his motion and grasped his shoulder, the tension and coiled need of him was clear and the soft hiss as her hands trailed down, feeling the dip and rise of his toned muscle, the tension in them as she pushed of the shirt.<br><br>With the shirt of his thick arousal, the bulge it made in his pants were prominent in her eyes though she chose it ignore it. He wanted to be free and by her but there was nothing to protest when she took his hands back to hers. This time as his were placed under the slip she could feel the visible shudder in him at the feel of her softness. She might me strong and fast but she was also all woman, soft skin, creamy smooth feel so different from the rougher texture of man, the smooth glide up with the slip, watching her pantie revealed, a soft gasp at the hint of dark stain he could see. She would see her lick his lips hungrily as he watched the juncture of her thigh, the deep inhale of the fresh musk, the flare of desire showing clearly how deeply he wanted to taste her, how intimately. <br><br>But the hands kept rising, that deep belly button, the flat abdomen, the hint before the revealing of the soft all natural swell of her breasts, a vision that was better than the fantasies. Her heavy breasts seemed to want to be freed just like he was, large nipples erect enough to poke through the bra making him lick his lips again as the slip pushed up over his head, giving him free rein to watch as his moved slowed. Need flared as he pushed the slip up over her hand to throw it off not looking.<br><br>This time he was much direct, the need burning him up specially after seeing her arousal so clearly in her ripe body. His palms took her ripe globes in hands as if weighting them, thumbs naturally found the pokies, teasing the already eager nipples, giving a soft hiss as the rough pad of his thumbs stroked the pleasure nubs. "These must be too tight", he whispered kneading the breasts freely watching her face for her answer, for the need in her burning gaze as his own flared in lust. A swift expert move pulled it open and he just let it slip down half way to reveal her curves in full glory. He had to physically restrain himself from going after those nipples, the slight tilt of those blushing nipples begging to be sucked hungrily to make her moan but he took a raspy breath and let the moment stretch. He wanted her to ripen up, he wanted her wetter, he wanted to smell the air heady with her desire and teasing seem to be the name of the game for the moment.<br><br>He moved ever so closer, invading her space more freely and his next deep breath gently brushed his slightly coarse chest hair against her nipples making him gasp softly. He grabbed her hands, felt their power despite the lithe long female fingers and the softness. Just her hands, even that made him ache with the the thought of himself in their grip, tight and silky, up and down, slick his his arousal, arousal that was leaking, profuse and frothy begging for her touch, straining against his control too much. He thought for a moment to go after her pantie, to reveal in her wet desire but his need was too much, the pants too constrained. He pulled her hand as he stepped back slightly again to give her some room as he placed her fingers on his pant button, letting her hands land softly on the throbbing bulge. She might not feel the detail but she would feel its coiling need, eager to expand and uncoil like a powerful snake promising lush pleasure and satisfaction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>18-08-2012, 19:23:12</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>His restraint and indulgence was beautiful to the Killer. His every breath teasing her fingertips with his naked chest as she revealed it one button at a time. He was exciting and thrilled the predator in her for he stood his ground but he didn't challenge her either. Somehow finding that middle ground that allowed her to explore him freely and with him, her own desires and attraction to him. Brooklyn loved the way he tensed when she dragged the shirt off his shoulders and down his arms and she drank in the enormous bulge in his pants with surprise that was a little uncertain about unleashing such a strain.&nbsp; Perhaps that is why she chose to take his hands and encourage him to disrobe her from her slip to leave her in her nude colored knickers.<br><br>Give a man an inch and he'll take a mile. Unfortunately for him he tried to take that gentle mile from Brooklyn Miles Estrada, Don Carter Le'Shanko's right hand man, errr, woman who is his personal Assassin and Assistant. She trained in sand suits to make her body heavier than it was so she could learn to strike faster with more weight for moments like this when she was near naked and viper-quick not just dropping her forearms <strong>hard</strong> down upon his wrists as he hefted the weight of her breasts in his hands with a graze of his thumbs across her aching nipples that sent electricity through her body with a resounding crackle that grounded with a harder pulse between her thighs. That look of lust in her eye was so quickly changed into the cold shadows of death-dealing and the moment his touch no longer graced her breasts her right hand shifted like a cobra to take the larger man by the throat and pin him aggressively into the door-frame with a grip tight enough to stop his air and blood flow though her fingers barely reached far enough. The element of surprise and her experience in battle reading his body language to catch him off guard in order to compensate for the possibility he was quicker than her and the reality he was undoubtedly physically stronger.<br><br>The curly haired red-head was perversely good at killing but she was still a mortal woman subjective to mortal logic even if she was more open minded than most. Being an Assassin for a Don of a Ghost Mafia, she's seen some things. Supernatural even. Yet, she still managed to be surprised sometimes. He had been warned and he took his desire over her own and though he'd been gentle about it, the woman wasn't used to being touched intimately and was startled by her own reaction and his audacity. She wanted to kill him, because that's what she does, but she wanted to fuck him too and it was confusing her. Making her pant softly through plush lips before she licked them and lifted her voice in a smokey warning. <strong>"Whatever <em>I</em> like, that's what you said...<em>Joshua</em>"</strong> Sexing his name as she tip-toed to tease it across his lips like she wanted to indulge in him something powerful and perhaps that was why she reacted so violently. So powerfully, for a mortal woman. <br><br>It only seemed to excite him, she had no idea he wasn't human, not a clue what was hiding in his pants and throbbing with the need to indulge in such a Divine and Dangerous Damsel. He wasn't intimidated by her skills, he seemed to be thrilled by them and hungrier for her. This time though, he took her free hand, not challenging her control perhaps to ensure she knew he wasn't trying to take it from her...yet. Her hand tightened around his throat, threatening to crush his wind pipe and certainly pinching his pulse, stopping his blood to the brain even while he drifted her hand to his waistband, against the button and across his throbbing engorged muscle. Her surprise brightened her pretty sea-colored eyes and made her curls bounce as she gasped softly and her grip loosened and then tightened again on his neck giving him only the briefest reprieve while she shuddered in the power of her excitement to feel his warm manhood twitching under his pants, leaking in desire for her so thick she could smell it. So large she couldn't feel where he began or ended and didn't realize there was more, much more waiting below. <br><br>The Lady Killer was breathless herself and had his hand not been upon hers she'd have jerked her hand away. As it was, she tried at first, but the longer he trailed her hand across his pants the more curious and hot she was. Realizing she didn't want to kill him more than she wanted to fuck him, the Assassin loosened her grip on his throat but didn't let go, she enjoyed feeling his pulse under her fingertips, each beat making her clit throb. It was exciting to have such a large and handsome man under her hands, she realized. Her nipples continued to rape her nude colored bra of soft satin with her every panted breath full of their mutual arousal. It seemed silly to deny it, she was safe here. Don Carter could be trusted to see to it. He chose this man for her, very well, she admitted to herself as she drank him in. Pinned under her bare hand by the neck to the door frame with the vanity light offering a shadow of her naked arm across his naked chest like a banner that tempted her as she settled onto her feet and away from his lips.<br><br>He gave her her hand back, letting her explore his body freely because that was what he was here for but as she looked back up at his beautiful blue eyes, she couldn't deny that there was a predator there who was hungry for her. Perhaps more hungry than she was for him if only because he was bigger. Her nimble hands could do many things and while they had trembled to unbuttoned his shirt she was full of adrenaline and steady as a surgeon when she unbuttoned his pants and held his eyes with her own. Wetter by the moment, his olfactory would be intoxicated by her desire far more potently -as exposed as she was- than her even when she freed his pants of their fastenings and gave him a bit of room for the first of his cocks to spring forth in the sheer need to breath and lack of room to do so in his trousers. The wet, throbbing muscle was a surprise that tightened her hand around her neck as it brushed her other hand and she caught it on instinct in her palm and under her fingers. He was too big for her fingers to touch and something else licked her wrist and made her squeeze his throat tight as she looked down and saw two weeping cock heads winking at her in need.<br><br>Brooklyn let him go like he was on fire and stepped back with the grace and tiny-quick steps worthy of a ballerina in her shock and inability to wrap her mind around what she was seeing, unable to look away. Shuddering desire that made her knees quake battled with fear of the unknown and the confusion of how it was physically possible. She hadn't revealed his balls yet and suddenly found herself curious how big they were, if he had two or four. Blinking rapidly and panting unevenly, the Lady Killer standing in her nude bra, panties, and garters which clipped to her sheers all clinging to her tall and supple body with her heat, Brooklyn was speechless. For once, action-less. She didn't know what to do but look at him in disbelief and heady desire that wouldn't be ignored just because her mind didn't know what to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>18-08-2012, 20:30:52</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>It was shocking despite knowing her profession or the warning from the Don about how good she was. He probably should have expected that reaction, invading her personal space when she was so unused to intimacy. After all thats the reason why Don had forced her into this unusual vacation. But it was so damn hard to resist her with her lust body to tempt her but more so that wicked sinful scent of her wetness, her need despite her attempt to play it cool.<br><br>Even before he could gasp at the sudden blow to his wrist he felt her fingers snap around his throat, found himself pushed against the wall. He was strong, Saodexan's are compared to humans and he could have pulled her grip free or maybe even break her wrist. It was hard to say though someone as inexperienced in the art of war could have broken it before she could snap his breathing tube. And he didn't have any wish to fight her anyway. He tried to calm himself stopping himself from fighting back something which if not futile immediately will break the subtle peace and intimacy he had formed with her. It was not just the job anymore, Joshua felt the ardent to be with her, inside her, claiming her and it burned him. Despite the risk he had to take her free hand as gently as he could to touch her, trap her lightly and let her feel what he was doing to him. The choked moan and the powerful throbbing of his cock despite his drastic situation told her what he was feeling and as their gaze burned into each other with lustful flicker she realized it the same.<br><br>That slight release of her grip made it take throbbing harsh breath and as her fingers down there started exploring him through the fabric he couldn't help but twist his face side to side and moan in need. The thought of her surprise and hopeful lust sending a jolt of need down his groin as he breathlessly waited for those lithe fingers to free him. Her heady scent continued to enthrall him and despite the lethality of her grip he could still feel the gentleness that her lithe fingers were capable of. He groaned as holding his eyes, she freed him, just a little but enough for his leaky cocks to graze her fingers. Her palm and fingers caught the frothy tip and he moaned in pleasure even as it was choked at her shock. He felt her surprise and shock and how she sprang back.<br><br>He could see the mingling of shock and desire in her eyes. Felt the need in her and the need to understand what was happing. He stood there half shaken himself from the chocking and adrenalin rush. The raspy sound of her uneven shaky breathing was loud in the silence of the moment as was the increasing scent of her desire that told him all he needed to know. He only need to tempt her enough to balance out the shock. Just watching her, looking how despite everything her lustful gaze looking at him, made him throb, the cock pushing itself free, uncoiling harder and longer out of the half undone pants.<br><br>His voice was deep and raw with lust that burned through all veil of composure. The need was clear in his words. <strong>"I am a Saodexan and not human but you can already see that"</strong>, he explained simply, <strong>"but the details are not as important as the truth that I'm here to do whatever bid, to offer pleasure as you need it"</strong>.<br><br>He paused after that watching her silently just for a moment before reaching for the pant flaps. A swift unzipping following by a slow pushing out and pushing down. As his hand moved away, the cocks rose. The pant still held his thigh close but the cocks rose proudly, huge and thick, criss crossed with thick veins, the friction of those would have been enough to leave a woman writhing and creaming. As it it wasn't enough the fat plum glances with their wider rim stood proud and bare, dark purple and leaking. His precum was almost clear but frothier and slightly thicker than human males and it dribbled and glistened his cocks. And there was not one but two knee buckling beauty stood proud and promised infinite pleasure.<br><br>He worked his legs not touching himself anymore to give her eyes complete freedom to his erection. The sinew movement to push the pants down made his hip roll making those cocks bob up and down, jerking and tempting her and made him groan. His whole body felt charged, even the air feeling electric on his skin, his sense of smell and hearing attuned to her arousal, his eyes watching for every nuance of her response as he bared himself all the way for her.<br><br>He stepped out and threw the pant off with one leg and got back against the wall. She would see his balls large and swollen hanging beneath the proud beauties. She wouldn't know how many until moving closer but as he stood with hips just slightly arch forward, hands risen and fingers tightly clasped behind his head, he offered himself proud and frank to her.<br><br><strong>"This is me Ms. Miles, all of me ready and needy for you. You are the one making me ache now, you know that right. But the choice is yours, how much or how little of me you want."</strong> He had to pause to take a shaky breath, a soft gasp coming out as the cool are breezed over his sensitive cock but he continued, <strong>"You can explore as much as you want, ask question ... I won't move until you ask"</strong>, he promised in a husky whisper tempting her with the prospect of touching, fondling or even kissing him, explore this prime specimen of masculinity with full immunity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>21-08-2012, 16:13:19</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>He had half a foot on her in height and at least sixty pounds more than her to throw around but when it came to killing, <em>size only offers more options</em>. Of course, when killing went off the table, Brooklyn realized his size was an attractive quality. She <strong>liked</strong> standing in his shadow, feeling the warmth of his body radiating against hers even if she wasn't touching him. She enjoyed feeling his pulse under her fingertips leap at the touch of her hand to his cock, not having realized there were two. The sounds he made, the excessive drool from those mushroom heads against her hand still glistening with it. Standing there, as he was only partially revealed to her by her own doing, Brooklyn couldn't deny <sub>-at least to herself- </sub>that she was thrilled to the core. <span class="bbc_u">Something</span> about him had a dangerous flare subdued by desire and it's flame consuming his veins. He was a rather magnificent specimen. With one such cock, he'd have been impressive; with two, he was down right <strong>intimidating</strong>. The Lady-Killer had <em>that look</em> on her face that bordered on the feminine worry of a delicate frame subjected to the carnal pounding of two large shafts already bobbing with eagerness that wet their tips. How it made her heart flutter with her belly and her loins to tighten deeply and offer the rest of her body a soft shiver to dissipate some of that aroused energy. <br><br>Saodexan? Clearly she hadn't heard of his kind and his dismissal of his alien nature in favor of purpose of pleasure had her clasping her hands together in front of her before she realized she just smeared his precum on both hands now. Looking away from him and down at her hands before glancing up at him again, she remained motionless while he took his pants in his own hands to free himself further for her view and excitement. Eyes widening at the sight of his heavy balls swinging against his body as he kicked his pants away and left himself completely naked before her who still stood in lingerie. The Don's Assassin eyed him with oceanic hues, finding it curious as his hands rose and clasped behind his head as if he was putting himself on display for her. Those red curls tumbled over her shoulder as she tilted her head as though it might give her a better perspective. Her breathing was more in control but it was still heavy and full of him and his newly exposed arousal. Licking her lips in <span class="bbc_u">s l o w</span> anticipation she let her tongue bring her lower lip inward until her teeth could catch the right side of it in a tugging pull that made her spine arch and her shoulders roll back. A gesture that threatened to spill her pale breasts from the nude colored bra that held them, hard nipples molesting the satin with every intake and exhale.<br><br>Her belly danced in softness defined by strength as she tightened her abs and relaxed them in rolling waves that couldn't seem to stop. Her hips joining the excitement as her thighs rubbed more tightly together in a whisper of silk sheers sliding against each other and her panties wetly smooshed against her puffy pussy lips and peaking labia that puckered against the soaked fabric of her knickers. Clearly the woman was excited by the sight and display of him, and clearly she hadn't yet decided what to do about that. So as she stood there in her trembling desire, she let her eyes look him over from head to toe starting from the bottom up. Every muscle, every contour, every pulsing vein that betrayed how excited he was despite his control. <em>It was intoxicating,</em> and by the time she got to his face and leveled on his eyes, hers were dark with seduction fueled by a dangerously intelligent mind. The Predator hadn't gone anywhere but she did get perspective and took a squishy step toward him, smearing more of her liquid need in her panties as her thighs refused to give up their tight claim, making her feet comply with one step crossed in front of the other. Those soft, gentle but deadly hands were lifted, smearing his precum across her lips like chapstick before licking it off and suckling on the back of her hand where a dot had been saved, kept warm by the heat of her skin. Not once taking her eyes off his, pinning him there with her intent to hold him to his word, she said not a one...<br><br>No, Brooklyn Miles Estrada moaned and made an expression of intense desire that looked almost<em> like it hurt.</em> Another bite to her lower lip made it ruby red and turned her moan into a groan that carried her directly in front of him. Letting that lower tier go with a flick, she followed her lips momentum and leaned toward his broad chest, letting his cocks press against her groin, one dipping between her barely parted thighs to rub against the wet fabric of her panties while the other rode upward across her lower abs. It was his left nipple she aimed to claim between her lips, to <em>lavish</em> with her tongue between her teeth before clamping down and rolling her hips to massage his cocks against her curiously, making her shudder and her hands tremble as they rose over his arms. She intended to keep them above his head, even if she had to hold them there so he couldn't touch her. Brooklyn wasn't sure she could handle that, she was already quivering and soaking in his scent with every breath. Her moaning mouth muffled by his rumbling chest and smooth, hot skin. The Siren's eyes lifted with her lips still plastered to his chest, teeth pulling on that hardened nub to see how he reacted to it and because she wanted to feel his skin pull tight under her bite while her tongue teased the tip trapped in her teeth. <br><br>Letting it go <strong>only</strong> when it slipped from her grip; at that point she'd lift onto her toes and lean into him with a tilt of her chin and an offering of her lips that parted to carefully claim his, as if she wasn't quite certain how to take his lips despite how badly she wanted to feel them against her own. Her heart hammered against her rib cage and vibrated through her supple mounds as they caressed his chest and soothed the bitten nipple with soft satin and aroused swells peaked with her own hard nipples that might even have been <em>jealous</em>. Oh yes, she was excited by him, even if she didn't quite seem to know what to do with him. His cocks were trapped between her body and his, gripped by their abs and her thighs with curiosity and intense excitement that undoubtedly radiated off of her like invisible fog to choke him in her need and cut into him with her innocent uncertainty wrapped in primal instincts honed sharp as razors. Those small and delicate hands so capable of dealing death tightened on his arms and slid toward his wrists where she gripped and felt his pulse more clearly. Habit of a predator.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>21-08-2012, 22:52:32</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>She was the goddess of desire Joshua thought for a moment as he watched her body move. Everything about her now spoke of desire than lethal grace. It was in the tantalizing movement of her thigh in rhythm with the arching of her back. The nipples so hungrily digging into her bra, pressing against it, the lurid wetness at the juncture of her thigh, the leaking needy pussy called to him, silently begged him with its need as was the tilt of her head, that hungry tongue that licked across her lips as he bared himself. A hint of satisfied smile fleetingly graced his lips as he watched her body respond and moved in its natural or maybe unnatural feline grace. <br><br>Her need was almost his undoing as she stepped forward. He wondered if she had noticed the faint wet sound her pussy made. Each step made the air muskier with her dew and he purred hungry and deep as he watched her fingers raising to her lips and he tasted her. The urge to jump forward and push her to her knees&nbsp; and fucking one cock balls deep into her throat releasing himself in her belly from inside and out licked a fire through his body and he trembled. But the women knew how to tease a man, fire him up despite her inexperience. She was femme fatale by birth, Joshua thought almost desperately as his arms bulged in an effort to hold himself tight and unmoving.<br><br>He gasped out loud as those tantalizing lips suddenly ducked down and he found out how sensitive and eager his own nipples were. He moaned and thrashed his head, somehow keeping his body almost unmoving except for the deep shudder. His jaw slacked open as harsh breath raked his body as her body slid into his cocks. The cock bending to slid between her thigh was slightly painful but the hissing sound he made was from the friction of her pantie and her wetness that coated him. The cock trapped between their body creamed profusely against her belly. His hip thrust fucking into her boy slightly despite his attempt to hold himself tight.<br><br>He lowered his face breaking harshly as their eyes met. Watching her sucking and biting his nipple were surreal. "You are dripping on me my lady ... so wet and needy. Your pussy weeps for me. I can smell your wetness, I can feel it coating me". And as she raised her lips in an almost desperate uncertain desire, the fire burned deeper in his body, his need trembling him as his lips swept down to take those offered lips drunk in their sensual lustful beauty.<br><br>His tongue shot through her eager open lips, drinking in her exotic unique flavor as his lips closed around hers. It was a open mouth, hungry and almost desperate kiss. He explored her mouth, played with her nimble tongue as images of that tongue working all over his body sent tremor through his body. He played and teased .. harshly breathing through the nose to keep the kiss going, slowly retreating his tongue to tantalize her to follow to his own mouth. His hip moving in slow sinew rhythm, The musky smell of his own arousal, his leaking cock joining with the scent of her wetness. The bathroom reeked of lust, of desires unfulfilled and cum waiting to be explode and mingled between two throbbing, aroused flesh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 15:38:06</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>The curly-haired red-head heard her own wet squish and slide as she stepped toward him, yes. As an Assassin she honed her senses to be sharp and selective if she wanted so as soon as she heard it, she ignored it. Allowing the sound to stimulate her subconscious but not be a concern of her consciousness. Though mortal, Brooklyn Miles was probably one of the most controlled human beings he would ever meet. Like a Buddhist Monk without the religion and rules, she took care of and mastered her mind and body, forever avoiding that one area she got lost in. Sex. More specifically, men and sexual pleasure. He was only the third man she'd ever kissed with those pillow soft lips and his hunger that demanded so much more from her so instantly made her shudder with pleasure against him. Blushing but not balking when he pointed out how her panties dripped on him and more interestingly, that he could smell how hot she was and had no qualms telling her that or how he felt her coating him with her juices. He was incredible and he had to be silenced before she was too self conscious to continue.<br><br>It was amazing how he held himself, she could feel his muscles strain under her hands, across her arms as she pretended she was holding him in position knowing full well he could over power her if he wanted to. Her tongue danced with his as her body danced against his, remembering the way he gasped as she took his nipple in her mouth, how he arched and shivered with pleasure that betrayed he was as sensitive as she was. It made her hotter still and apparently him too. Drinking in his lips and the plunge of his tongue into the warmth of her mouth she was in heaven and hell at the same time. Overwhelmed by the sensation of one cock twitching and throbbing between her thighs and the wet pin of her panties to her quivering pussy while another painted her belly and ached against her groin and abs. He was as wet as she was and it was making the poor mortal woman <sub>-who inhaled his intoxicating scent and arousal with every panted breath-</sub> loose her senses. Eating up his hiss and the slightly painful flickering wince in his face even as he kissed her so deeply, rocked his hips into her as though he could fuck her with her clothes on.<br><br>He encouraged her tongue to follow his into his own mouth and she was suddenly eager for the idea, tip-toeing and leaning harder against his one cock, lifting the other as it was still trapped between her slick thighs and wet panties rolling against him with every grind of her hips into his other shaft and his hips. Brooklyn Miles Estrada could Jackie Chan a skyscraper and Halle Berry-Cat Woman a window sill, she was as graceful as she was agile and as flexible as she was strong, uncannily coordinated and instinctually driven; the Killer wasn't gone she was just in a Jessica Alba-Honey flow that worked his body like a dance floor from tongue to toe. Yes, her stockinged foot found his and slipped across it to travel up his leg, bringing her thigh with it, opening her body to him though she was still so clothed in her lingerie. Such a delicate moan escaping her throat and echoing into his mouth as her tongue explored his in his mouth between the tango of their moist lips. He kept his word, he didn't move though every muscle in his body seemed to scream at her for thinking to restrain him and as such, she released him from his invisible bonds.<br><br>Her hands laced over his, pulling them apart and bringing them down, over her body to play across her sides to her hips where he could thumb her garter and panties on each hip in taunting tease and contemplation that was so difficult to think through while she shivered against him with such need she was, indeed, pooling in her panties and soaking his cock that slid across them. With skill, she guided his hands to her bra, letting him trace it behind her and helping him find the clasps and encouraging him to free them, to free her of the soft confinement that prevented her nipples and sensitive breasts from feeling the heat of his his chest and the beat of his heart directly. The Lady Killer might be trembling even as she danced against him and helped him free her of her bra, but there could be no doubt of her uncertainty even through all of her excitement. It was like a rainbow that shines through a downpour in the corner of your eyes, so beautifully and innocently there but so overwhelmed by the thickness of the wet rain that emptied from the depths of the sky. Everything in the way she breathed to the way she touched him bespoke of how she wanted him and also how her sense of control was slipping away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 20:35:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>A throat purr came out of the strong silent man when Brooklyn grabbed his arm to pull his hands free and guided them on her back. Her desire to be finally freed of her under garments and to be touched and stroked by him, made his hip dance in tune to hers and rub himself against her more intimately. The clasp was a quick work to the man who had done it often enough by profession. The bra remained trapped between their tightly nestled body as the hands now given permission gently roamed over her curved back, feeling the trembling need in the tightly corded sinew muscles that spoke of her strength mingled with her pressing need.<br><br>His hand pushed her gently against him even as he arched his body toward he making her nipples scrap against his chest as he took her well kissed bottom lips in a tiny bite, tugging at it; only to slid his hands down to slip inside her pantie arching her bottom into him so that her back arched farther making the bra drop. He looked at her perfectly formed breasts, tipping slightly downward in all their natural beauty while the nipples eagerly peaked upward, large and erect. He could feel the trembling need at the tip. His hands were holding her ass cheeks tight, fondling them gently as his mouth came down lower. Watching her eyes with a satisfied smile he let his tongue came out and gently with a teasing grin knowing that she was waiting in anticipation he laved the erect nub with his moist tongue, feeling the friction as his tongue dragged across. Her tremble made him leak against her body as he laved the other nipple.<br><br>Both nipples glistened and puckered up farther as the cool breeze teased their wetness. His face titled, he looked at Brooklyn's eyes, "you liked that mmmm ... Did I just make your pearl throb with the need for me to lave it. I can suck your pearl make it throb for me", the husky rough voice showed his need as her dripping wetness did.<br><br>His mouth lowered once again as his mouth closed over one nipple, gently tugging only to shock her with tiny bites and tongue action. Her whole body responded in reaction to his mouth as he grind her into him and thrust against her, letting her feel the coiling leaking cocks of his throbbing in need. But the kisses were short though eager and he came up to taste her lips again, this time licking&nbsp; them hungrily as he met her lustful hungry gaze. "My cocks ... you like them mmmm", he moaned in pleasure at her desire, "they make you wet and tremble in need", satisfaction dripping of his voice at her need for him, "I have imagined them inside you, on you ... creaming .. ummmhhhh ohh ... Did you like my taste Ms. Miles." His trembling voice was raspy with need, "I'm not a human ... I can just keep cumming ... ummmhh ... again", he had to pause to moan, "and again".<br><br>His hands had been busy though as his mouth with their sucking and passioned words kept her distracted to push the pantie down and his cock trembled with the pleasure of her skin against it. One hand moved around her body to her belly only to slid down between them and just cup her soaking wetness. His body shuddered in need as he rubbed himself against her, slightly coarse skin of his cheek rubbing at the eager erect nipples before tasting her lips again, something he seemed unable to stop himself from doing, "my balls ache for you Ms. Miles ... make me cum plz ... I need to cream you ... OHhhh GOD ... I need to make you cream and gush me", he moaned with a bit on that full bottom lip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 13:45:13</strong>
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				<div align="center">((Long overdue and I sincerely apologize for the delay and cannot promise how often I can reply but rest assured, I have not lost interest!))</div><br><div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>Brooklyn Miles Estrada <strong>did</strong> want to be freed from her undergarments, to feel his naked skin against hers in all it's heated, alien glory. Still, she was not used to being touched intimately and the moment his firm but well cared for strong hands touched her thighs she quivered and gasped softly. Her dark lashes fluttered in her excitement and still went on with her intent. She let him stroke her body as he wanted on his way to do as she silently asked. Watching him watching her, feeling him throbbing against her in promise while his masculine hands began to act on it. Freeing her bra and holding her tighter against his body, arching into her as if to ensure she knew he wanted to touch every inch of her. He was intense and the Assassin felt a flicker of desire to break something in him but only released a gasping moan of surprise as his hands ran down her back, making her arch and gripping the firm and flexing cheeks of her ass beneath her panties and over her garters. He didn't let her go far, his teeth tugging on her lower lip and enjoy the feel of her naked nipples suddenly raping his chest with that gasp as her bra fell away. <br><br>The Killer was lost in sensation, overexcited and shivering even before he looked down at her pale breasts with the rosy nipples hard and towering toward him as she arched into and away from his grip and hard, masculine form pulsing to the throbs between his thighs that leaked on hers. She wasn't the only one soaking her knickers and Brooklyn's knees felt weak for it and she found her hands suddenly gripping in his hair, halting his descent to her breasts as if she was afraid she wouldn't be able to stand if he did. The look in her eyes only seemed to excite him and she found herself unable or unwilling to hold him away, feeling his breath before his lips and shuddering with pleasure smoldered in a hot and needy moan that ripped from her lips before she bit them and dragged her nails across his scalp toward the base of his scull. Arching into his lips and tilting her head back as her leg hugged his hip she started to grind her wet self against him in sheer primal need and response. Like a dancer writhing to the beat of his excitement. <br><br>His voice interjected and she could only nod and send those beautiful red curls dancing across her shoulders as she clung to him and shivered in overwhelming need to move. To feel him, to inspire him to impale her with those beautiful cocks and fill her up proper. To feel his body tremble and shake with the desire to do just that, she didn't stop him as he pulled her panties down, lowering her leg from his and trapping one of his cocks again between her thighs so that he would drag the wet fabric across it as he withdrew them from her thighs but she was surprised when that cock sprang back up and tapped her naked pussy with a wet slap that made her whole body jolt into him and force a ripe cry from her lips which begged to be tasted. He confirmed her own desires as he spoke to her, reminding her she wasn't just feeling, there was a man causing her to feel. He was watching her and feeling her as she was him and for another flickering moment, the Assassin's hands slipped down the sides of his neck and traced his pulse as if she'd first meant to stop it but then realized she didn't really want to stop him. <br><br>This was dangerous. The scent of him, the way it mingled with her, she felt claimed already; marked. It made her heart race and her instincts go all out-of-whack. He didn't let her think about answering him long, his tasting mouth climbed her own throat but didn't try to kill her, just please her and know what she tasted like before tasting a bit of himself in her mouth as he reclaimed that too. She was beside herself with anticipated and stimulated pleasure and the raw need in his voice that throbbed in echo through his cocks touching her so intimately. A touch he soon joined with the slide of his masculine hand across the soft contours of her side, her belly, and down to the apex of her thighs where that sweet honey pot waited to be indulged in. Like Pooh, he didn't even pause before cupping a handful of her juices in his palm and feeling the quivering wet squish of her pussy as her knees weakened and dropped her into his hand for just a moment. The sound she made being drank by his lips with promise for more before he withdrew to nuzzle her breast with the rough texture of his stubble jaw and remind her how hard he was, how he ached to fulfill his duties and satisfy her with the seed of his loins burried inside her in a gush.<br><br>The suggestion made her bit her own lip to suppress the moan that ripped from her throat as she leaned her face to his shoulder and a hard snap of her small but powerful hand clamped over his between her legs, holding it tighter in the sucking folds of her puckering pussy so desperate to have him inside she was literally dripping on him. The other let go of his hair and raced down his naked chest to grab his top cock in her hand, curling her wrist so the backs of her fingers could feel the second just below it when she stroked it toward her body with a quaking tremor. Simply not brave enough to mount him right then and there -no matter how badly she wanted to- the Assassin used their mutual wetness to slide her hand over his engorged shaft as though bringing it to her. The swirling stroke she pulled at him with was the only way she could feel all of those corded veins singing for release along the aching inches of his cock to the very sensitive lip of his cockhead that she touched to her hip every time she rolled it forward, toward him. Into his hand while her's kept it there, riding her clit into the heel of his hand and guiding his rougher fingertips to the hole of her most intimate acceptance. <em>To let him test the waters</em>, she tried to tell herself, knowing full well it was her own desire to feel him inside her in SOME way that tested his resolve and her own. Yes, it was very possible she meant to make him cum on her because she couldn't last much longer without creaming his hand and it was only fair to put his promise of everlasting orgasms to the test.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 18:43:18</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>The desire flickering and burning in her eyes inflamed Joshua. Every little touch and caress from him seemed to make her body ache for him. Their body seemed tangled in some invisible threads, moving in sinuous rhythm together, touching, caressing, heating up each other's desire so much that it left them both panting and sweating and of course leaking.<br><br>Joshua's cock ached and it felt like it surged up if that was possible in his already super erect form. Regardless a jolt of need shot through his body as his palm finally cupped her in his hands. Her wetness drenched him and he moaned against her. His body shoot as Brooklyn's legs lost a little control and for a moment he was holding her by cupping her pussy tight.<br><br>She was so needy and weeping for him, Joshua felt his own cock leak, smearing them both in his precum. She trapped his hand between her thigh and he gasped looking at the need in her eyes. His fingers sought entry and her leaking pussy opened up to his wiggling fingers. She was tight and hot inside, dripping with her cream. Her eagerness and desire had him trembled and as she reciprocated with her own silky yet powerful hands, it was his turn to tremble and moan. <br><br>"Ohhhh my lady", he groaned his own knee turning weak and he held on using his grip on her. She stroked him so expertly and naturally. Her tight grip slid over every thick pulsing vein making him moan from the friction of the swirling motion. The bottom cock was teased with the back of her hands, both fat knob sliming her hand with his need. Her twisting motion on the turgid fat knob had him breathless and groaning. He couldn't help himself but arch his body up and into her silky grip, fucking the sheath she made to stroke him.<br><br>His mouth came down on the neck right at the joint with her shoulder. He bit lightly on her skin, muffled moans came out as he trembled. "I have dreamed of you since the Don left your profile. I woke up in the middle of the night cock erect and leaking, balls swollen in need. Yet I didn't satisfy myself ... and I dreamed of how you would drain every single drop in your delectable body.". His gasping words promised .. fuck after fuck .. pleasurable orgasm one after another until they couldn't stand it anymore.<br><br>His face rising, he rubbed against her cheek like a purring cat, before his lips took her in an almost savage kiss that ended by tugging at her bottom lips. As their eyes med, his raspy breathing, heat filled eyes told her of what would happen as the words followed.<br><br>"I'm goi ... ing ... to ..", and he exploded in her silky grip. "It was a torrent of thick creamy cum. Powerful jets of cum shot from both cock at the same time, and with a loud moan&nbsp; and a shudder that rocked both their body , he exploded again and again. Her hand was totally slimed so was their chests and some reaching even higher. His hands though kept pumping and pleasuring her somehow through all that, eager for her creamy explosion to join hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 01:24:38</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br><em><strong>C o n f e s s i o n s:</strong></em> Her body confessed to him, how wound up she was, how excited by him and overwhelmed by him the little killer was. He confessed to her of his dreams, since the moment he saw her profile and it hit the little lady like a mac truck. Emphasized by the way his hips kept rocking his cocks into her, through her hands as she twisted and stroke them against every torrid vein and thickness. It was incredibly intimate, seeing and feeling his body dance so close to hers, because of her. He blocked her view but made up for it in sensation, the soft touch of his lips before the sharp bite of his teeth against the crook of her neck. With him throbbing in her hands and his burred in the wet bloom of her pussy, fingers stroking inside her tight tunnel, that bite suddenly had more weight. Primal as she was, she felt claimed and it made her knees weak again, leaning into him and tightening her hands on his cock as he thrust between them and kissed her naked abs with his dual mushroom heads. <br><br>The nuzzle of his cheek against hers made her heart thud thickly and with it, the surface tension broke and she moaned helplessly into his lips as he claimed them and her body washed him in her cream. No warning. Just the tight ripple of her body, inside and out, that squeezed his fingers as they stroked inside her while her fingers tightened around his shaft he shifted in and out of her grip with his own excitement. He barely muttered a half-warning before she felt the hot blanket of thick seed over her athletic but curvy form. So hot, so thick, and so powerfully driven against her in waves of pleasure she knew she wanted to feel that inside her. Didn't back away or feel bashful as she tugged and stroked every drop from him and onto her sleek body with enough force to backsplash onto himself. Yes, they were both coated but she didn't care as she rode the heat waves and ecstasy she could barely stand in. His cum dripping down her chest, from her neck and even a little managed to splash her cheek and those soft lips he'd only a moment ago claimed. A bit that she didn't hesitate to lick up and shudder with pleasure. <br><br>The seal was broken, Brooklyn had a taste of him in more ways than one and he'd brought her to the edge and pushed her over with the grace to jump off with her. Content as a kitten, the little red-headed minx felt fired up and hungry. Onto her tip toes, squeezing his hand between her thighs with a dance of her hips that answered the call of his fingers and the rippling excitement of her body, the Assassin lifted her lips which were fresh with the taste of his own cum. Her intent, of course, was to kiss him. Not gently, for he had ravaged her lips and marked her with his teeth and she had felt the power of his passion and heard the admission of his plan and she wanted him. Her teeth tugged on his lip but chased it as it snapped back in release to reclaim the soft tier with her own and a suddenly demanding tongue. She wanted to taste more of him, now. The weight of her body and her intensity meant to drive him back- into the wall where she could pin him and feel the slick slide of their&nbsp; bodies in solid collision of passion and need. As any feminine human can, she growled out a single word that was terribly close to a demand; <strong>"More."</strong><br><br>Certainly Joshua didn't have a problem with that, it was -afterall- the reason the Don paid his exorbitant fee and had a personal chat with him. Brooklyn Miles was a special woman with invaluable skills but she's still a woman. A siren in her own right and the Don was paying to ensure she got her fill so she could ease up and not be so... deadly all the time. No man should have to suffer the chill of fear and helplessness when a beautiful woman walks in the room. It was his logic to remind her of her womanly needs and desires so maybe she could behave a little more human around everyone else. It didn't matter that no one ever talked about her being the wet work specialist but everyone knew because she had that way about her. The way which was long melted at the hands of the alien man and released instead, the female animal who was long without satisfaction. Her hands abandoned his shaft to slide up his belly before it met hers, pinning his fleshy swords between their bodies. Her digits dug in as they moved upward, across his chest, over his shoulders, behind his neck. Taking another breath from his lips to further command him, <strong>"Forget the bath, take me to the bed."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 20:44:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>It was hard to be sure the effect of Brooklyn's orgasm on Joshua. The way she creamed, one moment just tight and wet, the next moment a maddeningly tight ripple of on his fingers and a writhing, moaning body in her arms. He drank her moans, her pleasure, shuddered as her wetness coated him and the only experience remotely closer was his own explosive and endless orgasm.<br><br>She was an assassin, a prude by what the Don told him, yet as Joshua felt himself creaming in her grip, he was sure he never had such powerful, sensual intimacy with any of his clients and they hadn't even really started. <br><br>He moaned and writhed against her body as she pushed him roughly against the wall. Her lips were hard and teeth biting yet her demands and passion aroused him like never before. There was something in her movement, in her words and action, so confident despite the vulnerability, such courage in her passion despite the inexperience, she made him melt with desire. He gave an answering bite against her lips right the moment she finished her own exploration of his mouth with her tongue. He tasted himself on her, not caring only answering her growl with, "Yours".<br><br>His hip arched against hers as she pushed herself tight against him, letting her feel how aroused and throbbing he still was. His hand teased her trapped between her legs for the last time before he forcefully pulled it own. He caught her lust dazed gaze with his own heated one before slowly licking clean very drop of her arousal from his fingers, moaning with taste. The next moment before she realized he was finished he hand his arms around he, pulling her on his hips so that she would wrap her legs around his waist.<br><br>He walked, his powerful muscles easily taking her weight as he transferred them both to the bedroom smiling, "as the lady wishes". Up until a few moment ago Joshua was desperate to be inside of her, creaming her full of himself so that he could cool themselves up a bit. But as he neared the bed he changed his mind. He didn't drop her on the bed as expected but just got on it somehow with her still on his lap. He moved to the middle and dropped them both on the bed with her on top before lying down himself on his back. He spread his legs with her sitting right on his lower belly and watched her with a hungry gaze from the bottom.<br><br>"You want me inside you don't you my lady", he whispered in a husky tone trembling occasionally with barely restrained desire. "You want that thick veiny cock to fill you tight up, the ridges scraping against your nerves ... making you cum ... cum ... cum again", he moaned. "But I want you hotter, wetter with need", though he wasn't even sure if that was possible with how wet and needy she was right now. "I want you to lick me clean Ms. Mlies. I want that naughty pink tongue, licking me hear and there, licking off every drop of my cum that you so love. I want to see your beautiful face making love to my cock. I want you to feel the power of yourself ... I want you to make me writhe, moan ... and beg", his voice husky ... slow, the words rolling off in sensual heat, " ... as you lick my cock, those fat knobs ... not one but two leaking creamy cock for you to relish. And I want you to squirm as you taste me. I want to see your ass raised high wiggle, wanna see your thigh squeezing tight with need, your juice leaking down your thigh .. leaking off to the bed making puddles in the sheet"<br><br>He painted an image of sensual lust, heady with desire and by the time he finished his hungry demand, a demand of temptation and not force, his own breathing was once again heavy and erratic and the heat that flared in his eyes would be enough to melt most woman and leave a puddle under them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 23:11:22</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>The Assassin didn't own much even if she was technically independently wealthy and had a variety of estates world wide. In her heart, she didn't own much, it was all a cosmic loan to her current existence and she was grateful for it. Worked hard to keep it. He said <em>"Yours"</em> and the little red-headed killer felt her body roll into his, sucking at his fingers as she pulled on his cock and painted her body with his cum with such desire it was almost like she licked him with the slide of her skin. <strong>Mine.</strong> The Don paid for him as a gift to her, even if only for a few nights, he was hers indeed and that power of his submission and admission to it made her feel more confident than ever. He didn't disappoint her as his hips rolled back and she could still feel how hard both his cocks were. Still throbbing to give her more and his earlier promises of cumming again and again rang in her mind. <br><br>His strong arms wrapped around her, hoisted her without effort so her legs could wrap around his waist and she obeyed the natural reaction. His rigid shafts pulsing between them, massaged by the flutter of her pale abs and the roll of her hips in the wet tease of her dripping cunt and clit against the firm curve of his delicate balls. Inexperience could make an intelligent person very creative. He was silent once they got moving, taking her to the bed and climbing upon it to settle them in the center. The time allowed her to look at him, to let her hands roam across his jaw and down his neck, along his shoulders and arms to his chest she purposefully arched hers into, watching as her nipples crossed his in a dual that made her thighs flex and tighten in her sudden excitement. Clearly hungry for him, his words dragged her eyes to his lips, realizing he was laying back and that exquisite slide released his shafts from her body's weight and left her on his abs. She blushed, but he wasn't wrong, she did want that. <br><br>He surprised her when his words took a turn and he started to describe what he wanted. Painting a very vivid and specific picture that was throbbing exciting with his lovely voice. But... while he was describing what he wanted, the Killer was moving to <strong>get</strong> what she wanted. Hands bracing against his pectorals, both to help hold him down and to hold her up. Too, some part of her knew how easy it would be to slip her hand to his neck if she felt the itch. Her hips answered that call for action and used the leverage of her hands on his chest to slide down his waist, letting his topcock slap her ass and nestle between her firm cheeks before her hips rolled and she smeared his cock with her juices. The mortal woman was watching his expression, reading the words from his lips as she read his breaths from his chest under her fingertips. Had he ever lain will a killer before?&nbsp; Sometimes dead to the world, a ghost of intent in a husk of humanity; sometimes hyper-aware of life and its every luxury of borrowed time. Pretty obvious which she was now, drinking him in like someone who knew power when she had it and wielded it as sharp and fluid as a whip. <br><br>She didn't sink onto his first cock, no, she let the head slide between her lips as he made his suggestions of her licking his fat knobs. The gesture of her hips doing just that with a different set of lips, the soft suckle of her tightening desire seizing and releasing her teased opening between those petal soft lips. A threat of sinking but again she did not, the shift of her weight putting her shins across his thighs where they met his knees and helped stop him from getting leverage to buck into her. He concluded with the promise of puddles in the sheets and her smile bloomed with a favoring of the left corner in some thought she hadn't shared yet, letting his cocks get between then before rolling her hips forward again to part her lips and rub her clit against the thick chord along the bottom of his second cock between hot excitement that was their mingling cum that smelled like intimate release and not sex. Human-animal that she is, Brooklyn leaned down, her breasts which had been pinned between her arms were freed by the bend of her elbows and bounced softly against the top of his chest under the vibration of her moan that exhaled all her air.<br><br>It was just so she could take a breath of him to remind him who had the power, alien, fae, or whatever he was or not, Joshua was her's, by his own word it's true and she meant to make him stick to it. <strong>"<em>Mmmm</em>, it's not about what <span class="bbc_u">you</span> want, <em>Joshua</em>..."</strong> not at all sounding angry or upset. No, there was a tone in her sultry voice that was amused and alluring like the caress of moonlight on a lapping shore. <strong>"It's about what <span class="bbc_u">I</span> want... or don't you take your profession seriously?"</strong> Each new word brought her lips closer to his and her clit closer to the ultra sensitive lip of his cockhead, the other pinned slightly alongside and being rubbed by her skin slick with his cum anyway. Miss Miles didn't give him an opportunity to answer her verbally because she wanted to feel those lips of his against hers again, to taste him and feel his naked body against hers. Arching into him, tensing against him as she felt that ridge and how it caused her hips to jolt with the thickness of the lightning chord that pulsed through her clit and body as she found what she wanted.<br><br>Like any worthy Assassin, her control of her body was fine tuned and he'd find himself trapped in the torture of her desire with the roll of her hips back just short enough to rub her pulsing pearl across the underside of his cockhead, the slight twist always catching the lip off center and making her produce the most exciting sounds into his mouth. Raping his cockhead for her clits pleasure it seemed and his lips for hers and the strength of her delicate hands promising a mortal demand should he resist her. It was only instinct. He opened this door. He was being paid handsomely to. Question was, could he, or did he want to handle it? Handle her? A whisper of their mingled thoughts on her lips between contact with his, thick with seduction and low with depth of her heat and the fine line of control she danced. <strong>"You'll writhe...You'll moan... and you'll beg, Joshua..."</strong> Her grin took on a playful lilt of mischief that showed off her pearly canines licked by her tongue before she concluded; <strong>"for me to stop."</strong> Only to lean her lips into his and bar any protest. She'd had enough talking. The Don was right, she needed a good release but who says she had to stop at one? <em>Or ten?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 21:00:01</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>Joshua's body shuddered at the feel of her on him. Her touches so gentle and powerful at the same time as she explored her body, resting her weight on his toned pectoral had him wanting her, all the more. She was so powerful for a human woman, Joshua knew since he dealt with human woman every day on the job. Her sensuality, her uncertain touches were made all the more arousing due to her strength and skill as an assassin. Joshua knew how rare and precious her surrender to desire was and appreciated every moment of it.<br><br>His legs thrashed a little on the white satin bed sheet, spread apart behind her as he tired to get a little purchase. His breathing was harsh enough to be heard clearly and his eyes were sharp like an eagle, darting around, following her every action. He could tell she was making her own plan and that was ok with him as long as that delectable body touched him, played with him.<br><br><strong>"Fuck .... oh fuck"</strong>, he mouthed the other in low dark voice, ripe with desire as her wetness brushed against his cock, their cream mingling together. His body writhed a little, moving only a little with the way she trapped his body. He felt the need in him coiling up. Her musky smell teased him, her need marking him. She knelt forward and their lips met hungrily but not before he saw the cleavage her perfect tits made.<br><br><strong>"Mmm ... show me then ... make me ... show me what kind of woman you are. Show me you are woman daring enough to take from me what you want."</strong> His moans were hungry with desire, slowly rolling off from his tongue. His cock throbbed against her body, leaking profusely promising her pleasure, promising her his capitulation to her pleasure.<br><br>A sheet of sweat was covering his forehead by now as the slow tempting movement of her hips, the sensual sway of her breasts was snapping at his control. Joshua let her have the control she craved and so his hands weren't plundering her body but was rather fisted on the bed sheet bunching it up between his fists as trembles went through his body from her actions or rather non actions.<br><br><strong>"I wait your pleasure"</strong>. His voice was strained despite his smile. His balls were aching once again, so soon. Her every action was sending a jolt of desire right through his body to his groin. <strong>"I know my job Ms. Miles"</strong>, his smile was teasing even as his body tensed with need. <strong>"I know what you are gonna want ... gonna need eventually."</strong> His eyes flared with need as he looked at her eminently fuckable plump lips with hunger and his mind wondered about her virgin butt hole. The thought of stretching her tight and knotting her up with his twin cock made his body move involuntarily up against her in hungry passion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 22:37:00</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>He trembled and twitched and bucked in response to her bodies caress on top of him and she enjoyed every reflexive need to get more. More room. More touch. More of <em>her</em>. He was insistent on speaking again and the Assassin listened, drew back to look at his face while her body pushed harder and faster to war her clit against the head of his cocks, sliding her hips to smear them both with her wet pussy lips and that throbbing bundle of nerves promising to bring her to bliss if she kept it up. There was a look there, in his eyes, which said he could take it. He could handle her and give her more when she was done and for a moment she shuddered and her nails raked short welts across his pecs and her hips rocked harder into his cocks not just ringing her clit for a rippling kick of pleasure but sliding forward enough to drag the lower cock toward her tightening hole, sucking at the tip in desire to be impaled on his rigid shaft.<br><br><strong>"No more talking"</strong> The Killer growled in a human and smoke feminine voice emphasized by the slide of her left hand to his throat. Her hand was small and didn't reach all around but with her grip she could finger and thumb his arteries and palm his windpipe. Every pulse and every breath flowing through her hand, stopped by her hand if only she'd lean into it...The look was there, in <em>her</em> eyes, a temptation to go there if only to see how he felt on the brink of death. To see if the alien could die that way. But she didn't, she wanted to let go of some tension too much and her Don had paid for him to offer her the pleasure. In his own words he agreed. He was hers. Brooklyn's perfect cleavage wobbling between her arms as she slid back on his shaft, slowly letting the leaking head drive through the uneven muscles squeezing against his penetration and making her tremble and moan so excitingly. In a sultry voice, against his lips, with his top cock pinned between them and his lower cock sheathed inside her, the mortal woman whispered, <strong>"You'd better hold on."</strong> Biting his lower lip before taking both with hers in a hungry dive that coaxed his tongue to play.<br><br>Why would he need to hold on? While her lips devoured his and her left hand held firm to his throat in both threat and pleasure -<em>her pleasure</em> of feeling his vitals-, Ms Miles kept his thighs pinned down with her legs and feet, using her weight and freeing her right hand to slide down his chest, under her hanging breasts that sometimes tickled and kissed against his nipples, to his other cock. Though she wanted to immediately ride him like a wild thing, Brooklyn wasn't experienced in doing so and thus she felt the need to ease into it. To feel every throbbing vein pushing against her soft inner walls and especially raking against that rough spot that made her tighten up exquisitely. To feel how the lip of his cock-head pushed her wider to accommodate his girth and when she drew him out of her a bit, how it stroked her in a loving caress of promise to return. <em><strong>Fuck</strong></em>.&nbsp; Her kiss drew from his lips with a shuddered exhale as her right hand gripped his other cock and felt the hot slide of his cum and fresh precum instantly wetting her grip. <br><br>He'd feel how the contact made her squeeze his other cock with her body as if to draw him deeper in her desire mirrored by how hard her hips sunk into him, brushing her clit in the space between his two cocks so her groin could rub the chord at the base of the top one while her hand ran over the mushroom head and wrapped around it just under the lip to thumb across that weeping hole. <strong>"Mmm...I'm not showing you anything, Joshua..."</strong> The Assassin moaned in pleasure, letting her body rise and squeeze his cock as if she didn't want to let it go, taking his other toward the base with her hand so the sensations were alternating. So she could pull his cock toward her from the base as she sank on the one below it with more insistent grips that twisted at the wrist and hip to make his meaty man stick stroke her in the right places while she stroked him. <br><br><strong>"I'm taking what's mine..."</strong> It was almost a tender admission that brought her lips more lovingly across his though her hand on this throat didn't let up, making him put effort into breathing and to feel his pulse squeezing under her fingers to keep his brain alive and vital, even through the fog of pleasure she was working on from his cocks up. While her mouth was soft and appreciative, her hips and hand got more needy, chasing that line of pleasure singing through her body and making it squeeze him tighter and tighter. She started shaking and broke her lips from his just to breath in shuddered shallow breaths against his jaw with a slight tuck of her chin and a desperate order, <strong>"Cum with me, Joshua"</strong> that whined in a higher pitch at the use of his name and the arch of her body that drove his lower cock to the hilt inside her, pushing him through the gated entry of her womb with pain she enjoyed as was obvious in the way it rippled through her and around him. Her hand feverishly pumping around his cock with a continued twist of her wrist that kept as much of it stimulated as she could, paying special attention to the sensitive lip of his head and tip which seemed to make him respond the most reflexively. <br><br>That bow of her spine offered the underside of her tits to the tip of his cock she was desperately beating between their bodies so that her heavy breasts started to jiggle with each impact, adding to the sensations that were riding her climax in a hot flow around his impaling cock. What-ever she needed eventually, could wait; Brooklyn Miles Estrada needed to feel that explosion he displayed earlier, inside her. Against her aroused breasts almost resting on his abs where they met his chest and being assaulted by the wet head of his stroked cock in her strong but small and eager hand. If her technique and surface-grip wasn't enough, her enthusiasm and desperate need to make him cum all over her, all inside her, would send most men to the cliffs edge and shove them off in a heartbeat but she knew he wasn't human. Knew he wasn't most men. So, she ordered him to do it in the most coaxing voice she'd ever heard come out of her mouth. It made her tighten just to hear herself say that to him and made her orgasm that much sweeter. So sweet she didn't realize how tight she was pressing on his throat, squeezing his neck under her delicate fingers and letting the feel of his pulse and struggle for breath carry her higher. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>22-01-2013, 20:33:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>Joshua's world was slowly narrowing down to a vision of ecstasy. Her every movement was haunting with a desperate need. Even as her lithe powerful fingers gripped his throat, choking him halfway despite his own strength, he felt the power in her need.<br><br>His eyes flared with heat her pussy wet with his need caressed the turgid tip of his lower cock. Her own body trembled at the touch and as he hungrily drunk in on her pleasure, he also hissed, his body jerking with the anticipation as she slowly guide him in. He moaned into her hot hungry kiss, the taste of each other turning exquisite with the feel of her naked skin against her.<br><br>His tongue sought its way into her mouth, tasting her own very unique intoxicating flavor as it exploded on his taste bud. <strong>"Tighhttttt"</strong>, he gasped choking the syllables as her wet pussy sucked him in hungrily. The moments after were overwhelmed with sensation. He was always big and tight fit for the women who come for his service but she was the tightest of them all. She was so snug, he could every inch of her as she slowly slid down, inch after inch of thick hard flesh stretching her, his fat pulsing veins teasing her aroused wet channel, scrapping along the way. Her moans, her face flushed with pleasure riveted his eyes on her, her breasts round and perfect gently swayed with her movement, the dark erect nipples begging to be suckled even as they teased his other hungry cock with soft glancing touches.<br><br>Her hand as it found his top cock had him gasping in pleasure. The sensation of a wet channel and her stroking hand was so different, yet such pleasure they both offer. It was hard to believe of her inexperience when she stroked and twisted him so expertly. His breathing got erratic with every thrust and twist of hers, his mouth were half open as the heavy sharp sound of breathing punctured the sound of their moan.<br><br>As if the pleasure of watching her ... with the body of a goddess ... riding him wasn't enough. As if the soft sucking sound of her snug pussy hungrily enjoying his cock wasn't enough, as if the sound of her moans of pleasure and that exquisite stroking of his cock, twisting and turning his grip on the fat knob or teasing thumb on the piss slit wasn't enough to send him to a rapture. She had to push herself down tight and hungry. His eyes flared open as he bottomed himself deep in her tight pussy only for a shocked gasp to come out as she pushed herself through. His fist tightened so hard that he almost ripped the sheet, his hip thrust upward balancing on the balls of his feet as he head whipped upward arching his whole body upward as his fat cock head penetrated her womb.<br><br><strong>"Mineeee ...."</strong>, he gave an answering growl to her earlier demand even as she made her sweet pleading for him to cum. Her sweet pleading honey dripping with lust was combined with a sudden pressure on his windpipe. Adrenalin flooded through his system sharpening his senses despite how it was to breath as his body tightened and arched up with need. Pleasure flooded through his body and he just exploded. He was deep and snug in her juicy pussy and Joshua could feel every powerful pulse of his cum flooding her womb first before spilling gobs and gobs of cum in her pussy. His top cock exploded too, his time covering her body even farther, marking her, claiming her as his. His chocked voice moaned and groaned in desperate need as his body twitched and trembled. His second orgasm easily rivaling his first proving to her his claim of fabulous stamina.<br><br>But none of that mattered to Joshua for the moment as his lust glazed eyes hungrily watched the pleasured face of his woman. His voice growled softyl, <strong>"Mine ..."</strong>, even as he was claimed by the beautiful assassin Brooklyn Miles Estrada to be hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 03:46:52</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br><em>If you can crack a whip, you can twist a dick</em>. The exciting trick was the twist with that tug that pulled on his cock and gave that thread at the base a tauter line for her grind against. The Assassin using her body like a Swiss Army Knife. Played him like a well tuned bass. The way he moaned and hissed, it was music to her ears that stroked chords which tightened her pussy around his lower shaft while forced herself on him. Of course, he wanted her and he was being paid to have her any way she wanted as long as she wanted for days. Two cocks on one man for days? At first she had wanted to kick him out of the room and now her mind was flooding with the things she could to do him, with him. The way he squeezed out the word "tight" made her tighter, for example, both because she enjoyed knowing his dick felt choked -call it an Assassins special kink- but also knowing she could push that limit farther and feel his strain under her fingertips and body. <br><br>Ultimately, he wasn't human so she didn't quite treat him like one. The mortal red-head had the urge to feel him as deep as he could go inside her, especially when she was prepared to demand his alien semen in a kinky sense of excitement to have the foreign swimmers inside her. Brooklyn would question if it was sick of her, but she'd lost faith in her humanity a long time ago. Something made her crave it and enjoy it and he opened the flood gates and now they were going to ride the wave. Even if it meant she wanted the alien man-whore's cum inside her, on her like a thick blanket. What she got was so much more. The way his body tensed and his fists nearly tore up the bed while his hips jerked when she sank and grinded that last bit to pop that fat head into her womb for the answer to her bodies demand was superb. More than she could have imagined and so primal and responsive that the growling word which escaped his lips even as his hands never lifted to grab her. <br><br>If someone had asked her a moment before if it was possible to feel possessed without being possessed she'd have said no. Yet, Joshua lay beneath her, pinned by her body and his will and ridden like her own personal cock and cum carousel ride and still managed to make her feel owned by that word and the way he growled it at her before giving her what she asked for, what she wanted and needed and trembled, nearly choking him to have. Already thrown over the cliff herself and squeezing every inch of him with wet pussy and cervix-tight enough to make a temporary plug of the head of his cock while her fingers and palm got feverish on his upper cock, thinking she was working his seed out of him and onto her just as she wanted. It was all suddenly different and the Assassin felt marked. Felt a <strong><em>hard</em></strong> clench of desperation to stop that channel of cum because suddenly it was as though he was claiming her mortal body inside and out. His. It was too late, her hold couldn't last and she quivered and rippled and he gushed inside her with a groan that mirrored hers against his chest with a smear of her lips that got splattered as her chin with his cum pushing between the now wet slap of her breasts bouncing together and against his upper cockhead while she rode a hard and deep grind of the other inside her, emptying into her womb.<br><br>Soiled human woman who worked it all out of him with pleasure. He was her whore but the fucker managed to make her feel owned. It was both incredibly exciting and quickly pissing her off. The poor mortal had to ride her climax though, blurred into an extended release that made her as tight as she'd ever felt around his shaft and in the grip of her hands both on his cock and throat. If he'd have been human, she might have just killed him. But then, if he had been human, he probably couldn't have made her feel like that so completely, so fast, and at the height of her Ecstasy to warp it into something that also seemed to excite her. Men who weren't afraid of her were rare, sort of comes with the territory of being ruthless and rumored man-hater. Even if the claiming her pissed her off, the strength turned her on. She could deny it in her rage but he'd feel it in her cunt and the way her body danced on top of him with uncontrolled spasms of wet excitement that made the sounds even more lewd than before. <br><br>How could she get that power back? Did she really want to take it back? Ms. Miles let his throat go in due time and couldn't stop her body from riding him she wanted to, suddenly tired, too much energy spent in her mind trying to devise and dismissing plans to take that dominance back from him. The slick bodied and red-headed killer just laid on his chest, panting from her workout, and still grinding against him, trapping his upper cock under her body wet with the cum it spewed all over her. Tasting it with moaning pleasure as she licked and slurped it off his chest, waiting until she suckled a drop from his nipple to bite him hard, hard enough to leave teeth marks at the hard roll of her hips.Shared her pain with pleasure, for she drove his dicktip deeper into her womb, wound her hips and tightened her abs to press the walls of her womb against his cockhead, soaking in his own cum trapped inside her. So reluctant to pull him out, her body squeezed him and she had to release her bite to gasp for air to fuel the muscles that burned with the heat of their hold around him in that most deep place, re-claiming his cock and his cum even if it was just some psychological thing in her delusional, sociopathic, mortal mind. Add dark humor in a smile and a feminine growl, <strong>"Mine first, last, and for days, Joshua..."</strong> When in doubt, remind them of their job.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 09:01:11</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>An euphoric sensation of pleasure almost made the alien man whore delirious as Brooklyn's tight inner muscle took him like none before. She was snug, powerful and inflamed with desire. Her womb clumped on him so hard, her pussy muscle milking him, messaging every throbbing inch of his fat cock, leaving him gasping even as the wet rush of her own cum bathed him.<br><br>Joshua was a whore and he fucked a lot of women. He knew how to touch women, how to fuck them delirious with need and it was no wonder that most his customers are repeat clients. He enjoyed his job, pleasuring beautiful women, making them beg, watching them cum all over him, around him, marking them his. He loved cumming for them, cumming inside them yet the attraction, the need this dangerous assassin brought in him surprised him.<br><br>His breath nearly getting chocked out of him in her moment of delicious pleasure, yet an adrenalin fueled pleasure made him explode repeatedly inside her until they were both done and spent. Joshua's hand finally moved then, letting go of the sheet, taking large, harsh chestful of air as she released his throat. His hands came around to touch her, gently gliding over her pale skin, feeling the light sheen of sweat from the exertion of that wild riding, caressing her sensitive skin, feeling her body respond, enhancing the moment even as his cock gave little throbs insight her snug womb that was still sucking him in hungrily.<br><br>One hand slid down the smooth curve of her back while the other caressed her face and helped so that he could take her swollen lips in a gentle, hungry kiss. His other hand fondled the tight toned butt cheeks before sliding down the crack. He found her pucker, felt his cock gave a jolt as the tight uneven pucker promised infinite pleasure for both his cock. "Yours ... for as long as you want", he moaned against her lips and rolled them over the next instant.<br><br>His body shuddered as Joshua's moan vibrated their body, the motion twisting her womb on his cock head, his top cock sliding in the hot slick channel between their body. He held her with a hand on her shoulder, the other grabbing tight an ass cheek, moaned against her lips before with a swift rush pulling himself out in a powerful movement of her hip that nearly topped him over her as a jolt of pleasure overwhelmed him. Her snug womb mouth, her virginal tight pussy ... her whole body sucking and conspiring to keep him locked in her wet channel.<br><br>Joshua flopped on her body, his twin cum slick cock trapped between their body as he kissed her again hungrily, breaking it up to stare at her hungrily before taking those lips again. His hands caressing her body, pulling it tighter against him, desire overwhelming him even after cumming so wild and powerfully for her, on her, inside her. His kisses were hungry and wet, panting with need as he kept coming back before he finally turned his face aside as if to restrain himself. His voice shoot with need as he raised himself on his knees letting her see both his cock once again ready and throbbing as promised.<br><br>"I need to be inside you .. both of me", he said looking at her, catching her gaze as need flared in his eyes. He wondered if she realized the meaning. He grabbed her legs at the knees spread them around him as he lowered his hip adjusting his own knees. One hand grabbed the twin shaft as he guided them together. Her pussy lips were slightly gaping from the tight fuck, yet it looked awfully small, snug against the twin fat knob of his cock and yet he fitted them against her.<br><br>His breath came in raspy panting of lust as he felt her lips against his leaking cock knob. His eyes darting between her face and the promise of snug heaven between her legs. He pushed and moaned, his whole body trembling with need as his body demanded he gave a powerful shove of his hip to claim her. His muscles were taut from the need to restrain himself as he pushed groaning as her snug opening spread around him, his whole body shuddering as the twin cockhead somehow punched through together making him nearly loose it as her pussy sucked him in tight like in a hangman's noose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 19:56:02</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br><em>Joshua</em>...surely it wasn't his real name for he was too exquisite a being to be human and bare such a mortal name. Still, she loved how it curved through her mind, <em><strong>Josh</strong><span class="bbc_u">u</span>aaaa</em>, like some smooth candy with something special in it you just couldn't quite put your finger on. He'd filled her with so much cum already, her body was still pulsing with pleasure and softly riding him in the echos of her hard and well overdue climax around his lower cock and she needed a moment to regain herself.&nbsp; His hands gave the sheets some relief and made her shiver and tighten her stroke around his shaft with pleasure as he touched her with them, slide them across her body as he filled his lungs with air again and again, making her rise and fall as she laid her entire weight on him, momentarily being that warm, soft, and supple female men knew she was but couldn't get past the Killer to experience. His body reacted to her responses and it made the moment all the more exquisite for the killer who was smiling broadly against his chest despite herself and her soft panting. <br><br>A smile that widened into a full blown and almost sheepish grin when one of those lovely hands of his took to her cheek and urged her to look up at him. How she seized him, her hands hugging his sides, her abs stroking his top cock against his as her breasts moved away in the slight stretch of her smaller form to meet the lean of his lips. She wanted them. They kissed and she felt his hunger, was grateful for the gentleness that made her warm all over and once more, excited about feeling him move inside her and rolling her hips in a wanting dance against him in proof. How she gasped, jolting lightly against him and around his shaft with a tight squeeze of surprise when his other hand trailed from her back down her ass, letting a finger slip past the forbidden hole of her ass and tease the tight pucker and moaned that he was, indeed, hers for as long as she wanted. Somehow making her feel like he didn't just mean until her payment ran times-up. It excited her more but she didn't have time to linger on it as his grip shifted to turn them, putting her back to the bed and him on top of her, between her pale thighs. The movement causing him to slip out of her and offering a slight want to her moan that competed for the wet suck of her cunt to his tip before it popped out and came to rest wetly with it's twin on her belly between them.<br><br>He was so handsome, breath-takingly handsome even, and he had such desire and need in his eyes her body fluttered and pulsed for him, leaking some of his cum and her own juices from her pink pussy, already raw from how hard she rode him. A rosy flush pinked her pale skin from her heated efforts and desire for him which was returned in her eyes to him. He kissed her again and her hands slid up his body, around his back to hold herself closer as she arched into it. Met his hunger with her own and rolled her pussy against his lower cock and swollen balls already refilling with his need to be inside her. She could feel it pulsing through those cocks against her body and it made her shudder and moan tightly in pleasure. The Killer was thrilled to be under him, even finding excitement in that part of her which was panicking because he was so much larger, alien, and with the upper hand to do damage. Brooklyn couldn't take that edge out of her, but found it more tasty because she actually believed he was capable and yet he wasn't hurting her, he was pleasing her. Even knowing it was his job didn't stop her from enjoying it. Letting him see her appreciation when he broke that heated kiss to breathe and look at her once more. Like an animal he came back, pulling at her body, wanting to get closer, consuming her and made her feel so luscious she leaked even more against him and his bed, her excitement and his cum packed deep inside her but so filling her tightness kept pushing it back out. <br><br>Brooklyn gasped and panted when he broke away again, whining softly with desire that was mirrored in how her hands dragged around to his chest, lifted just partially off of hers to climb his neck, bruised by her fingers earlier in order to claim his jaw. She had never seen a look that was singularly so exciting as the way he turned his head just then, tense and trembling with restraint she didn't understand at first. It made her want him even more, right then, now. He lifted off of her instead, onto his knees between her legs and in magnificent display of his body and those dripping wet cocks and the mess they left glistening on her as well. He had just climaxed inside and on her not a few moments ago but already he was throbbing with so much need it was a tangible pulse in the air that stroked at her inside and out. His voice drew her eyes up to his lovely lips and his eyes turned to look at her, letting her see what he meant and how powerful that need was. The panic kicked in again, he said both and like a normal mortal woman not overly experienced with sex, she assumed he meant to plunge one of those meaty swords into her ass and it made her tense and tight with mixed feelings. He didn't wait, or explain and that adrenaline shot through her and snapped a small but strong hand around his wrist as he took ahold of his two cocks together and leaned down.<br><br>Together. It was enough to stop her from hurting him or stopping him, her uncertainty clear, as was her excitement that wetly puckered at her drooling pussy lips still smacking in pleasure from how well he'd filled her a moment ago. Brooklyn's eyes got wide and she looked up at him with a gasp, not seeing but feeling as he pushed both heads against her folds and both hands tightened on him. One still biting into his hip, the other roped around his wrist as he fed his cocks into her, but not stopping him, just holding on as her excitement opened her up to him but the two together were too big to be accepted and had to be pushed. She arched and inhaled deeply of him, hands sliding higher to his forearm and his side for better leverage with the push of her hips to meet him. Pain stretched her but pleasure smothered her and she groaned and shuddered, tight ripples pulling his cocks in deeper and deeper with a fever that made her nails leave welts in their short, downward drag that helped her pull the push of her hips into his in order to help him force both cocks inside her. Shaking with the effort and the unique sensation, she could barely breathe and her cunt kept clenching in tight tugs that had no give because there was two of him in there. If he thought his cock was choking before, now they were being strangled rather desperately and the only recourse for relief was to move them. <strong>"God-Joshua!"</strong> A slice of pain in a moan of pleasure and overwhelming experience that shuddered from her lips in exclamation she couldn't help. He hadn't asked, he'd just needed it and did it and she was surprised by how naturally she'd encouraged it. How desperately she'd suddenly seized the idea and him. Yes! She wanted ALL of him inside her and her virgin ass was left untouched... for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 21:08:14</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>His eyes were fevered, glowing in their hunger, every sinew muscle of that toned powerful body tight and coiled like a caged beast as Joshua tried controlling his descent into Brooklyn's juicy snug pussy. He held her gaze, maintained his pace, slowly but inexorably pushing inch after inch of him inside her.<br><br>Brooklyn's own need shot him into a spiral of need, her nails raked him even as her body pushed upward as if trying to soak him into her. She was needy and eager and woman enough to take his thick twin cocks together. The pain that mingled with the exquisite sensation of pleasure in her face had Joshua groaned in need.<br><br>Joshua's hand slid up her body, captured her behind her shoulder to arch her upward, his lips brushed against her even as his hip kept the pace, pushing and prodding, stretching her deeper, wider. His breath kept getting raspier, longer. He could feel every inch of her scraping against her bulbous heads boring into her. It was so unbelievably tight. <strong>"Ohhhh .... fuck"</strong>, he groaned finally against her lips as the twin knobs hit against the end, her womb this time being too tight to be punctured open.<br><br>He was totally gasping, trying to control his breathing as he looked at her face. <strong>"Inside you ... you took them both"</strong>, he moaned even as he started pulling out, gasping and shuddering as she became tighter, sucking that much harder as he tried to pull out. He was back in the next moment, pushing harder, stretching her wider.<br><br>He fucked her, speeding up slightly not with a pair of cock inside her not too fast. His cock head scraped against her g-spot with every stroke and he loved the way he was pleasure. <strong>"Are you gonna cum for me"</strong>, he gasped even as he tried to purr. His finger traced her lips, <strong>"this is just the start. Everywhere ... Mine"</strong>, he growled, promising her that he planned to have her not just in her pussy. Joshua plowed her in steady powerful rhythm, the tightness making her whole body rise up on his cock a little, the wet sucking sound filling the air and Joshua watched hungrily for that expression of rapture. Joshuna expected to last for two three cum from her before he would explode and flood her inside.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 17:50:54</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>The glow of his eyes was hard to miss, even when her eyes were fluttering closed and open in sporadic response to the aching pleasure ripping through her loins as he sunk into her with both cocks. Her expression causing him to groan and that sound doing its part to squeeze her slick sheath around his cocks, making him push and her pull harder to force those cockheads deeper inside her. She was shivering with pleasure and effort that left her gasping softly beneath him and moaning sharply as his spongy heads hit the end of her, the tight gate of her womb they couldn't quite push into, together. His hands slid up her body and she arched into them, enjoying his grasp of his shoulders, and the leveraged support as he arched her up. He gasped and she looked up at him, seeing the awe on his face, and the hunger that was amplified by the glow in his eyes, reminding her of his alien origins. It was brief, for his lips were right there, breathing words against hers and she had to steal a soft kiss from those lips before he pulled back to look at her. To say it outloud before withdrawing his twin shafts from her clenching cunt. Making such a lewd sound she shuddered against him, arching her naked breasts against his chest and gasping herself with a moaning tone.<br><br>The Killer in only thigh-highs lifted her knees against his sides to open her up to him as he slid his cocks in and out of her, fucking her in a steadily increasing pace that already had her quivering against him. Her fingertips abusing his naked skin as she clung to him, enjoyed the flex of his muscles beneath her hands and against her naked skin. It was like nothing else, the way his cocks slid together inside her, stretching her wider than ever before, making it nearly impossible for her walls to clench down on him, there simply wasn't room. So she was tight and by the grace of her excitement and his cum, she was slippery enough to keep that tight grip sliding around his shafts, raking that slightly rough spot against the top of his cock and making her jolt every time that sensitive lip of his mushroom head scraped across it. Oh yes, she was going to cum for him, her expression said it when she looked up at him, when her lips took to his tracing fingertips and suckled on them in her excitement to taste him while he made her cum. Surprised by his promising growl, she shuddered against him and cried out softly in the first trip to bliss with both his engorged dicks inside her pulsing pussy. <br><br>It was surprise before rapture, as she hadn't expected it to break so fast, welting his skin with her nails she slapped at his back to hold herself tighter against him while the tight spasms shook her body. The wet suck-fucking suddenly bubbled and harmonized with her maon as she flooded her channel with honey, coating his cocks with slippery goodness that splashed his balls with the force of her pleasure. Such pleasure it distorted her form, making her arch against him and bow her head back, biting on his fingertips if they were still in range before she was left gasping and panting in shivers that promised to build up again. He wasn't stopping. He was taking himself to oblivion inside her and making sure she tripped a few times before he got there. He was taking her treasure now but he promised to have a taste of all of her and the Killer was in too much bliss to deny him. She'd happily suck on his cocks at this point, her ass -of course- a different story but one he was likely going to get to read anyway. After all, she might be throbbing with so much pleasure, so spent and relaxed by his rhythmic fucking with two cocks inside her, she might open up to him completely.<br><br>The second and third orgasms he brought her two came quicker and quicker than the ones before it. Her sensitivity simply off the charts and every stroke of him inside her like a chorus of ecstasy singing through her body and making her squeeze him so tight she really couldn't tell when one rippling set stopped and the next one began. Brooklyn just moaned and held onto him, to feel his heart pounding against her chest and his breaths gasping with hers. He was an alien man, sure, but he was still a man and he felt good against her, pushing into her, hitting her center with so much weight she thought each time would be the time he pushed through and still he withdrew and pushed in again. Deliberately stroking her g-spot, purposefully making her pulse and shudder against him, writhing without control or care. There was rapture on her face in sweet agony. Pleasure so intense it almost hurt and the groaning moans that escaped her pretty lips only punctuated it. What he did to her. Making her forget about who had control or power, damn the Don, how was she ever supposed to want a human man when there was Joshua? He who could make a woman make a mess of herself and him, with a smile on her face...<strong><em>"Joshua!"</em></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 20:22:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>Joshua might be a male whore but he was also a concierge of female flesh. It was the reason he was so good with women and why they just lined up for being in his bed and surrender their bodies in ecstasies just like the killer under him did right now. Her nails dug into his tanned flesh, scraping his skin, breaking them in some moments making him bleed drops here and there. The pain of her nails only made him feel more alive even as her tight unused pussy sucked him, swallowed him in its tight wet sheath. Each thrust was an experience in rapture even as he plowed her through one, two ... and her third orgasm.<br><br>He was balanced on his hands by the time she was on her third orgasm from the twin cock. His legs thrashed around on the bed as he plunged into her as vigorously as possible through her exquisite tightness. A thin sheen of sweat covered his body as he speared her. His grips on the bed sheet trampled it as he tried to ride through this powerful orgasm that milked his twin cock together yet Joshua continued the savage pounding. The expression in her face was probably harder to resist than the orgasming pussy and finally it was just too much even for an alien like him.<br><br><strong>"Mine"</strong>, he growled once again in a low and deep growling and then he pushed himself balls deep in her raising his upper body on his arms and pushing his hip down forcing himself to nudge powerfully against her womb mouth and he groaned some obscene oath and exploded. The force of his explosive orgasm joined her own orgasm. They flooded her pussy together as three powerful jet of cum just shot deep into her pussy some even onto her womb. But he wasn't done as his burning eyes caught on her expression of rapture, the powerful breathing and arching of her body that rose those beautiful breasts, the dusky nipples that he planned to suckle for hours and he started cumming in her. Joshua kept cumming ... four .. five ... and even as the gap between his shots got bigger he creamed her copiously, filling her up tighter and letting it overflow and all the while looking at her, silently marking her with his cum.<br><br>Then he just flopped down on her, the exhaustion from the fuck and orgasms catching up to her. Joshua captured her face and gave her an almost tender kiss even as that ended in a tug at her lower lip and swift roll around since his weight was on her. One of his hand wrapped around her back, pressing her tight into his body still plugging her tight with his twin cock inside while the other caresses her body sliding up and down enjoying the soft creamy skin of hers. <strong>"Mmm ... you are so sexy Brooklyn ... so passionate"</strong>. His moaned made a hungry whisper that promised far more pleasure. That restless hand kept sliding down, down the curve of her back ... her ass, sliding down the crack to touch the puckered opening and tease it lewdly. His lips found her for a little bite again. <strong>"You are going to take me every way a woman can won't you. Your lips ... mmm your moist hungry mouth, your lush breats ... Ummmhhh .... I want to stretch your tight ass inch after inch and ravage it"</strong>. His eyes burned with the lewd fantasies and with the knowledge that she was his and his every fantasies and desire was to come true.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NejraTu</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 14:43:50</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/BrooklynMilesEstradaBanner.jpg)</div><br>His hands braced on either side of her by the time she flooded the bed and their bodies with her excitement, the hot splashes of feminine cream slickening the heat he pumped in and out of her body with those two engorged rods. He felt amazing inside her and it was written on her face like the Egyptian Hieroglyphs. Etched and painted. His strain and fever were on the edges of her ecstasy and only making it more intense. The way his legs thrashed on the bed, pulling at the sheets beneath her, heated by the warmth and sweat of their bodies sliding feverishly against one another. The way he only grew more excited by the cuts and welts she dug into his skin with her nails and her body almost couldn't take the thrill of feeling his alien desires unleashed on her as they were. He was savage but oh so considerate and the Assassin shuddered hard around and against him as he growled that word again. Barely having a moment to wonder if he said that to all the girls.<br><br>He slammed home balls deep and rolled his hips into her, pushing those cocks that extra bit that clenched the very base of his cock in a tight seal of her pussy lips in a kiss against his groin and the firm swell of his balls which felt so heavy against the curve of her ass. The spongy heads of his cocks fighting each other to break into her womb, the pressure making her wince in shocking pain then overloaded by the hot streams of cum that exploded inside her. Brooklyn cried out and arched against him, making more claw marks up his back as she suddenly hugged him and shuddered against him in a hard trip of a fourth orgasm that left her breathless and shaking underneath him. Milking his cocks with such tight, frantic ripples it almost seemed like she clenched him too tight to let the next streams cum and as a result, they just kept cumming. He just kept cumming and her already wet body was flooded with his seed once more. The growling sounds he made driving her mad with excitement. Blinded by her pleasure, all she could do was hold on to him as he emptied into her, giving her what she wanted and making her feel exhausted with pleasure for the first time in her life. Somehow making it better when she felt him collapse on top of her, his weight making the throb and twitch of his sputtering cocks all the more apparent and her body kept rocking on them, massaging those sensitive heads against her cervix and all the seed he filled her with, mixing with her honey and making her feel sloppy and wet and oh so content.<br><br>Then he seized her face and kissed her in an almost tender manner that made her respond in kind, with hunger that could be felt in her heart beating through her naked chest against his. The tug at her lower lip made her whine before his shift of gravity made her gasp. It was exquisite, the way he held their bodies tight, keeping his cocks buried inside the still spasming chasm so underused. She quivered and shook around him, tightening and moaning just to feel him squishing all that heat inside her, mixing it around and reminding her he was still alien, still had two shafts penetrating her pussy and having filled her up with his seed. Looking down at him, she saw him looking up at her and his expression mirrored hers for different reasons, his words similar to her thoughts of him and it made her smile broadly even as she blushed. Not only could he make the killer cum like she's never climaxed before, but he made her blush and smile too. Enjoying his moans and the nibbling kisses she was happy to return, laying on his chest and joining his slosh of his seed inside her. <strong>"You feel so good inside me, Joshua..."</strong> Brooklyn murmured back to him as his hands started traveling down her back to the curve of her ass.<br><br>That puckered rosebud hole was moist with their mixed juices having leaked all over her and his previous painting of her body with his cum. When he touched it, her whole body tightened and tensed, his words and the certain passion he delivered them in made it difficult for her not to imagine herself pinned under his vital body in the chase of euphoria and filling her up in every way possible. It was hard to imagine not enjoying it. He seemed to know how to make her enjoy it. Her body was shivering still, with the amount of chemicals rushing through her blood and the trembling effort of her desire poured out around him through the tight clench of her cunt which was raw and stretched but still suckling, gripping&nbsp; in such a squeeze around his twin cocks that it was hard to forget she was an athlete. Plush and ripe as she is, her muscles were toned and even now, stroked his shafts inside her as if she wanted more. His eyes were burning as he looked up at her, some knowledge in his eyes that she couldn't quite pin down and the flickering need to kill him itched up her spin and slid her hands up his chest toward his throat. His pulse. He had one and it was calling to her. Though her pussy worked his cocks slowly but strongly, her ass teased his hand and his finger, silently exploring the sensation and sensitivity. Her voice in contrast, was low, seductive, but surprisingly cold. A practiced tone that flowed so naturally from her lips it almost didn't seem as much as a warning as it was.<strong>"Since when did this become about what you want, Joshua?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paid Obedience: Alien Ecstasy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>24-02-2013, 05:13:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.lookpastit.com/RPG/E-Images/Joshua_Banner.jpg)</div><br>He could feel the danger in the air, the sense of power and killing edge. His race was born a predator with that particular physic, the males specially born for dominance with that jutting dual proof of manhood and he could feel if. This sensual, curvaceous woman had a dangerous killing edge and it didn't took Don's subtle warning for Joshua to know that.<br><br>Yet this woman made him snap at his own professional boundaries. She made him want to push despite the danger. He moaned brushing his lips against hers at her warning tone, his finger only pushing tighter against her squirming, puckered hole.<br><br><strong>"Cause deep down inside isn't that what you want Ms. Miles."</strong> He said in a rather careful tone. The piercing words were softened a bit by the tone. He tried walking a fine balance between pushing at her and pushing her too much. <strong>"Ohh you are in charge and I will do whatever you want, pleasure you however you wanted but I have a feeling ..."</strong><br><br>He moaned and kissed her, a quick fleeing one and tightened his pelvic muscle to make his cocks squirm inside of her. The pleasure of her tight muscles still hugging him so tight, intimately sucking him with the slow undulating of her hips exquisite. No wonder he wasn't playing the safe room, rather playing wild and carefree with this goddess of lust.<br><br><strong>"Cause I keep having this fantasy of you, on all four, all of your lovely gorgeous body proudly on display. Your pussy weeping, that horny anus lewdly puckering, your sultry lips moaning, as your body trembles, your hip undulate in a sensual, hungry manner. You just like the perfect bitch in heat, begging to be stated"</strong> His voice was deep and husky with desire and there was an answering humming from his cocks as he presented her the lewd fantasy, letting her imagination fill out how he would mount her, fuck her, claim her for himself.
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