Giftwrapped (Dingo & Kitikat)
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				Title: <strong>Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 15:11:21</strong>
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				William was walking up the stairs, carrying a large bag with groceries, and as he is digging up his keys, he bumps into a large object parked in front of his door. Dropping his groceries he curses and lunges with his foot for a can of ravioli that is about to fall down the stairs.<br><br>"What in god's name is this ?" he mutters as he picks up the can and repacks his grocery bag, looking at the crate parked in front of his door, actually against his door. As he gets up, he notices a simple adres label.<br><br>"Mr. William Robinson" it reads and the rest of the adress is also correct, but he didn't order anything, or at least, he can't remember ordering anything. Reaching over the crate, he unlocks his door, and putting the groceries down, he puts his shoulders against the crate, forgetting the doorstep pushing the crate on it's edge.<br><br>"Heavy, I wonder what is inside it", he says, as he pushes it over the last of his doorstep, then climbs over the box, to grab his toolbox, and a screwdriver, opening the crate carefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 15:33:59</strong>
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				Red silk, somewhat disturbingly the colour of dark blood, spilled out as the side of the crate popped open. The soft material rippled to the floor, cascading down to reveal a petite, pale-skinned, dark-haired woman curled in a relaxed foetal position.<br><br>The woman opened her eyes, turned to look at William, and then smiled brightly.<br>"Hello," she said softly, her voice a mixture of honey and sultry suggestions. Large, dark eyes, full red lips, and high, flawless cheekbones made her sensual perfection almost unnatural. <br><br>The second thing evident about her, as she climbed out of the mass of soft material and stretched, is that she was stark naked. Large, firm, perky breasts pointed in Williams direction with tiny, dark pink nipples. Her body was completely hairless as well, her soft, pink mound peeking between smooth thighs and, as she turned to look around the room, her pert, rounded bottom was perfection itself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 15:47:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				William blinks as he sees the silk spil from the crate, and when this beautiful, no perfect girl climbs out of the crate all he can do is stare, his mouth open and a slight bit of drool forming in one corner, his green eyes, wandering, not knowing where to settle.<br><br>He doesn't dare to move, affraid that this vision of perfection will disappear, and his blue jeans are beginning to tent and as he registers that his face, square and not ugly, flushes red.<br><br>William's hand moves almost without concious control and he scratches his short black hair.<br><br>After a few seconds of staring at a girl looking around his small hallway where he left the crate, he comes to his senses somewhat. "Hhh .. hh ..hh" he stammers not managing to get the words out right.<br><br><em>"God, what did I do to deserve this ?"</em> he silently prays, but gratefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 16:01:51</strong>
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				The stunning woman turned to look at him, the large eyes registering concern. She quickly padded the two steps over to him, her curvaceous body practically pressing against him as she anxiously looked up into his face.<br>"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice turning even the gentle phrase into a sexual offering.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 16:06:31</strong>
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				William shakes his head in denial. <em>"No .. yes ...&nbsp; ..."</em> he thinks and then the shaking of his head stops unable to think clear. "I must be dreaming." he mutters and he moves his hand up to his mouth, and bites down on his thumb.<br><br>"OUCH" he screams, having bitten down too hard and actually having broken the skin a little and he is still looking at her. "Who ... who ... who ..." he stammers still unable to get out of his words.<br><br>He takes a step back gentlemanly noticing that the naked girl is very close to him and his eyes, where before wandering slowly are forced up to her eyes, looking there, something akin to panic in William's eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 16:12:19</strong>
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				"Who? Oh, Who am I? I'm your gift, of course."<br>She took a step back and spread her arms, then lifted them above her head and twirled so he could get a full look at her.<br><br>Suddenly looking anxious again, she stepped back up to him and took his hand.<br>"Oh, did you hurt yourself? You need to be careful..."<br>She brought his bitten thumb to her mouth, pressing her soft, warm lips to the injury, one soft hand caressing his while the other held his wrist firmly.<br><br>After the soft, soothing kiss she stepped up against him again, the grip on his wrist guiding his hand around her waist until it hovered just above her rounded bottom.<br>"Don't you like your gift?" she asked sorrowfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 16:22:51</strong>
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				William can't really believe that this is happening to him, and then there are the movements of the woman. He swallows deeply as she turns around, his eyes drifting and as soon as she faces him, his eyes and head almost snaps up.<br><br>When she takes his hand, a small shudder goes through him, and when she kisses his thumb, he moans softly from pleasure and then, she moves his hand around her waist, stepping almost into his comfort zone.<br><br>"I .. who .. " he stammers, still unable to speak within her presence, and then he notices his position and he frees his hand and steps away from her, facing her, back towards the door.<br><br>"Why are you here ?" he asks, a slight fear actually creeping into his expression and making him able to speak more clearly. His eyes looking past her at the chest. "Who put you up to this ?" he asks, suspecting a really cruel joke from one of his co-workers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 16:34:03</strong>
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				The woman just clasped her hands behind her back in a cute-little-girl pose, her face taking on an innocent 'who me?' look.<br>"I'm here for you, of course. To serve you and please you in any way you could possibly desire..." The end of the sentence dropped into a sultry tone, making it very clear what 'desires' she was referring to.<br><br>She tilted her head as if thinking for a moment, then deliberately ran her hands down over her breasts, down her flat stomach and then around over her hips to her bottom.<br>"Is this form not pleasing to you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 16:41:19</strong>
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				"Right...." he says drawing out the word long in disbelief. "Who put you up to this ? Was it Mark, Mitchel, or maybe Gwenda ?"<br><br>William is dropping back with his feet to the ground and the sceptic is showing up again. <em>"No way in hell, such a beautiful woman is actually here, just to be mine."</em> he thinks and he's getting a little bit suspicious.<br><br>"I don't have any special access at the company, you know. I'm just a cubicle worker. One of the drones." he says, referring to his job at a cutting edge technology and research company suspecting that maybe that's why she's here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 16:55:01</strong>
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				She frowned slightly, even that expression attractive on her pretty face.<br>"I am sorry, but I don't know those names. I don't know anything about your company."<br>She looked at him for a moment, then at the window.<br>"Oh, it looks like it's quite late outside. Perhaps you are tired. Would you like to go to bed? With me?"<br>She stepped up, actually pressing against him this time, her head against his chest as her arms went around his waist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 17:06:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He grabs her arms and moves them away from his waist and then he pushes her away from him, much harder than he intended, causing her to fly backwards.<br><br>William looks at her fall and a slight pang of regret crosses his sight and he moves after her to check up on her. "I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to push that hard." he says, "but you're freaking me out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 17:13:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl squealed, crashed into the edge of the crate, then rebounded onto her side as she thudded to the floor. She looked up at him with a wounded expression, her lip jutting out slightly in a picturesque pout and the threatening shimmer of tears in her eyes.<br>"I'm sorry," she said in a scared-little-girl voice. "I didn't mean to upset you. I just want to please you."<br>Sprawled as she was on the floor, a lot of her body was immodestly exposed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 17:23:53</strong>
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				He shakes his head and appologies again: "I'm sorry. Are you okay ?"<br><br>William's voice is now worried, but he's still not really buying into this whole thing. "Who are you ? Why are you here ? Who send you ?" he fires his questions rapidly at her, as once he heard in a movie, his voice stern and his green eyes locked on hers.<br><br>Something is so incredibly off on this girl, that almost all his instincts are actually screaming to run away and still he stays.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 17:29:54</strong>
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				"I'm okay. It's okay. You can do what you want to me. You can beat me up if you want," she assured him, looking up at him. She lifted herself into a sitting position, wrapping her arms around her knees as she gazed at him.<br>"I'm here to please you, and I was sent by people who want me to please you. I can't really say more than that, even if I wanted to. It's not possible. As for who I am... I'm your gift. I don't have a name... you can name me if you want."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 17:33:50</strong>
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				"Well you can go back to where you came from. I don't want this&nbsp; ... this gift." William says quite upset and still wondering who is trying to pull him a nasty prank such as this.<br><br>He gets up and steps away from her walking through the hallways into his living room away from the woman, and to a more saner place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 17:45:00</strong>
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				Jumping to her feet, the woman followed him and then paused in the doorway, leaning against the frame as she watched him, but not entering the room.<br>"I cannot go back. I'm not allowed. Why do you not want me? Do you want me to do something different? Do I not look pleasing?"<br>Her voice sounded anxious, as if she wanted nothing more than to please.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 18:20:10</strong>
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				William turns back to her and he's about to say something really angry and he sees her face, an expression of anxiet that was also there in her voice, and he visibly calms down.<br><br>"Then tell me all you can tell me ?" he says softly and he sits down in his TV chair, "Why me ?"<br><br>He's trying to wrap his thoughts around this all, and he can't still come up with any reason why a gorgeous, absolutely stunning, beautiful woman is in his house, telling him that she's his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 08:58:44</strong>
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				The woman shook her head, shrugging... the motion made her breasts lift and jiggle distractingly.<br>"I don't know. I'm... not allowed to know." She still stood in the doorway.<br>"Does it matter? I'm a free gift..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 11:24:21</strong>
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				He shakes his head slowly, his eyes actually locked on her form.<br><br>"Okay ... " he says with some hestitation and he takes out his cellphone, "You can stay until the police comes to pick you up."<br><br>William is for some reason not entirely certain. She doesn't look like a threat. But she's just too weird. Slowly he presses the number to dial the police.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 11:47:09</strong>
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				The girl just watched anxiously from her position from the doorway.<br>The phone rang once, and then a stereotypical female 'recorded voice' answered.<br>"You have reached the Emergency Line. All of our operators are currently busy with emergency calls. Please follow the following prompts to be routed through to the correct operator. Press one if you wish to report an intruder or a crime in progress. Press two if you wish to report a medical emergency. Press three if you wish to report a breakin or burglary. Press four if you wish to report a traffic-related offense or emergency. Press five if you wish to report a mysterious woman delivered in a crate. Or press 6 to wait for a live operator."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 11:53:28</strong>
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				"Blah, blah, blah, blah." he mutters as he listens to the tape, waiting to figure out what to press to get someone human on the line, when it strikes to his brain, just as he's about to press six what the previous message read and he looks very confused, and changes his selection to five.<br><br>William looks at her with a weird curiosity in his face, almost as if asking her what she has to do with that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 11:59:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She just stared back without any obvious expression, watching him use the phone.<br>The line bleeped a couple of times... a sort of 'bipbip' noise, as if it were a very muted ring.<br><br>Finally a voice answered, gentle and overtly feminine.<br>"Line five, Belle speaking. May I help you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 12:37:27</strong>
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				William looks confused for a bit.<br><br>"Yes, ehrm .." he stammers trying to say without sounding like a completely idiot that there's a naked woman delivered to his apartment in a crate, "I'm calling about a naked woman delivered to me in a crate."<br><br>He blinks a few times. "Can you please pick her up, I've got no idea what to do with her." he says and then he winces as he realizes how stupid his own request sounds.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 12:48:24</strong>
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				"Lets see... ah, yes, this line is registered to Mr Robinson. You were put into the queue for delivery on the seventeenth... and everything seemed to go correctly from there. Is the girl's appearance not to your liking, Mr Robinson? I'm afraid I need a rejection reason before I can authorise a return..."<br>The woman's voice sounded quite matter-of-fact, friendly and professional.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 13:41:31</strong>
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				"Who am I talking to ? Who do you work for ? I did not ask for this girl. Is that a good rejection reason ?" William fires his questions rapidly through the telephone, and realizes that her appearance is quite to his liking, and he leaves the last question open right now. "Why me ?"<br><br>Confused as to who can actually hack into the police telephone systems he frowns and actually gets much more affraid than he already is. "Who are you ?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 14:00:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The woman's voice is quite soothing.<br>"Please, Mr Robinson, keep calm and don't be afraid. You are in no danger. I can't answer most of your questions at the moment, but I'm sure you will find the answers you seek in good time. In the meanwhile... enjoy the gift."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 14:10:13</strong>
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				Slowly he shakes his head as looks at the phone beeping in his hand. <em>"What the ?"</em> he wonders, and he turns off his phone looking at the gift. His gift.<br><br>All of a sudden and without warning he jumps up from his chair and rushes off to his bedroom, and seconds later he returns with a big flanel shirt and tosses that to her.<br><br>"Put that on. It's less distracting." he says softly, as he looks at her handle the soft shirt, "I need to think and you are too beautiful for me to concentrate."<br><br>He walks into his kitchen and opens the fridge taking out a bottle of vodka and then, after some deliberation also a small cup with ready made salad. As he return to the living room he places that near her. "You must be hungry...." he says as he opens the bottle and puts it at his mouth taking a huge gulp to sooth his nerves.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 15:15:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She silently and obediently climbed into the shirt. It hung on her like a slightly indecent blanket, turning her beautiful sensuality into distinct cuteness, especially when the sleeves hung past her hands.<br><br>She stood in the doorway, answering with a quiet "Thank you," and eyeing the salad as it sat on the table near the door. She still didn't come into the room, standing rather forlornly just outside the door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 15:25:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				William looks at her, tears in his eyes from the huge gulp of vodka, a drink he's not actually used to, and already feeling the familiar tinkle of it in his throat.<br><br>"Why do you keep standing in the opening ?" he asks softly, "you can come in."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 15:40:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly stepped in and picked up the salad, then moved over to sit crosslegged on the floor at his feet.<br>"I am not allowed to enter or leave a room without your command," she said quietly, then began to eat the salad with every sign of enjoyment. She ate quickly and precisely, careful not to make a mess, but using her fingers to pick out the bits of salad and pop them in her mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 15:45:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A strange though crosses William's mind and he looks at her, looking very cute in his too large a shirt, just quietly studying her as she eats.<br><br>"Are you human ?" he asks as he puts away the bottle, something really not for him. <em>"My command ?"</em> he wonders and then looks at her again. "What do you mean with that ?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 16:02:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am a gift," she said, as if that answered both questions. After looking at him for a moment, she continued.<br>"I must obey your commands. Whatever they are. Well, I'm not supposed to follow any that will destroy myself, of course. And some things I'm not allowed to do, like... tell you where I'm from. But otherwise... well, anything."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 16:14:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anything ?" he asks letting his voice trail of softly as he considers for just a second to make use of that. After a minute or so, he shakes his head, all kinds of interesting ideas having flashed through his head what he could do with a beautiful girl who would follow his commands.<br><br>"What do you like ?" he asks and then after a second of deliberation he adds, "what do you like to do ?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 16:26:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl stared at him for a long moment, as if she didn't really understand the question.<br>"I like to please," she said finally. "To bring pleasure. That is what I'm for."<br>She gazed up at him, big eyes looking into his as she looked for understanding.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 16:45:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stares at her and he slowly shakes his head as he understands what she is referring to, even though his erection is clearly outlined in his pants.<br><br>"You really believe that, don't you ?" he asks incredulously and he slowly extents his hand to caress her hair.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>05-06-2008, 11:47:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl smiled at the first outward sign of his interest in her, leaning into the hand and half-closing her eyes. Her hair was as soft and full as it looked, clean and lightly scented.<br>"It is who I am," she answered simply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>08-06-2008, 16:52:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He reaches out and takes the remote control to the television and turns it on. This beautiful woman here is causing all kinds of confusion and for now, he'd rather pretend she wasn't there. A press on the button and the television starts on the football match, it had already started.<br><br>He leans back in his seat and focuses his attention on the game almost ignoring the woman, except for that little corner of his mind that is curious.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 08:48:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shifted around until she was kneeling at the side of the chair, quietly watching the game with him, still unashamedly stark naked. Her scent was apparent... warm, and slightly perfumed with a distinct hint of roses.<br>"I don't know this game," she asked eventually, hesitant as if she didn't want to disturb him. "How does it work?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 09:11:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The basic idea of the game is simple. Two teams are trying to get the ball over the other teams end-line. A lot of things are allowed to stop them, but when the ball touches the ground they struggle over it again." he says and then softly he chuckles. "I'm actually not that big a fan of it. But I somehow enjoy the idea of grown men beating the snot out of eachother over a ball." he says as he looks at her.<br><br>"You are actually much more interesting." he says truthfully, "what is that scent ?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 09:24:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stared at the game in puzzlement as he explained it, then blinked at him.<br>"What scent?" she asked. She didn't appear to be teasing, but actually unsure of what he was talking about.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 09:47:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You smell of roses." he says as he smiles at her and leans forwards and inhales deeply, his face just slightly away from her hair, "Definately roses."<br><br>Licking his lips William looks at her and he smiles at the thought that crosses his mind: <em>"If this is a prank of sorts, then why am I still sitting here and not going along with it ? And if this isn't then why am I still sitting here ?"</em><br><br>Slowly he reaches his hand out, touching her cheek with the tips of his fingers, almost brushing it, and his eyes move over her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 09:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could sense the change in him, the decision point he'd reached. Lifting herself slightly on her knees, she tilted her head towards his hand and closed her eyes, holding herself still to allow him to touch her as he wished.<br><br>Her delta was hidden between her thighs, her legs primly closed in her kneeling position, but her breasts were proudly outthrust and the rest of her form was open to his gaze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 10:00:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingertips slowly trail her cheekbones towards her nose, over it and then over her lip to the corner of her mouth and onwards on her chin.<br><br>"Are you really mine ?" he whispers, still unable to believe that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 10:04:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her skin was as soft and smooth as it looked, like warm silk over the firm, high cheekbones. She half-smiled at his words, her eyes opening slowly to gaze at him.<br>"All yours," she said softly. "All of me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 10:14:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William let's himself slide out of seat, on his knees next to her, his fingertips only pressing slightly firmer against her, almost as if he's still affraid to touch her. His fingers then slowly continue their journey over her neck, her collarbones, down until they rest between her breasts.<br><br>A deep breath is followed by a bare whisper: "And you will do what I say ?"<br><br>The cubicle worker still cannot believe this, but very slowly this weird reality is entering his mind and the idea is enticing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 10:19:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whatever you wish," she nodded. Her cleavage was warm, firm and yet velvety soft. Her nipples were rigid, little pink points thrust at him.<br>Her hands were clasped behind her back, kneeling quietly before him, waiting for his instruction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 10:36:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whatever I wish." he whispers and slowly he leans forwards to her, his face hovering in front of hers, his eyes locked on hers, and mouth slightly open and his lips approaching hers.<br><br>"I want to kiss you." William says his voice a hoarse whisper of desire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 10:40:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Full, slightly pouted, naturally reddened, soft and enticing... her lips could have been made for kissing, and certainly felt like it as she obediently leaned forwards and pressed her lips to his. They were slightly parted to meet his, her arms lifting to slip around his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 11:04:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As his lips brush against hers he closes his eyes, riding the sensation going through his body.<br><br><em>"How long has it been ?"</em> he wonders, and then her arms slip around her neck and all reason disappears leaving only the hunger of a thirty year old cubicle worker, who cannot clearly recall the last time he had a female kiss him, let alone such a beautiful one.<br><br>His arms slip by her sides and lock with eachother against her back, pulling her against him, as his tongue hungrilly explores her mouth, his lips pressing hard against hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 11:09:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her own hunger seemed to be awakening, her body pressing against him as her mouth opened to let his tongue have its way as it will. Her breasts were firm, warm mounds against him, as she felt almost fragile in his arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 12:56:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After what has felt like an eternity he breaks of the kiss and with eyes wide from wonder he breathes in and out, slow and deep.<br><br>His arms still wrapped around her he looks at her and frustrated confusion enters his expression and his body tenses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 13:23:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes fluttered open, and then she blinked at him, confusion entering her own face.<br>"What is wrong?" she asked. "Was it not pleasing? Would you like me to change something?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 13:29:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William looks at her with some surprise and then he actuall throws back his head and begins to laugh at his own reaction.<br><br>"No, no, no." he chuckles and shakes his head, "I just couldn't make up what to do first, where to go next. You're so beautiful. I'm affraid to disappoint you."<br><br>He leans forwards and gives her a modest kiss against the forehead and then pulls the shirt over his head, revealing his broad chest and shoulders, just a bit soft, and a slight pouch hanging over the edge of his pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 13:35:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Disappoint me?" She smiled, tilting her head slightly.<br>"I am not the one that should be pleased or disappointed. This is your time, for you... pleasure for whatever you wish."<br>She lifted her hands again, running them over the point at which his neck curved into his shoulders, and then down to trace her fingertips over his chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 13:48:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Willam leans back a bit and gets on his feet unbuttonning, unzipping his pants, revealing wonderful white boxers with hearts on it, as his pants slide down his white legs. His erection is the one thing reasonably impressive about him and it's straining against the fabric of his shorts.<br><br>He shakes his head as he still can't believe his luck and he looks down at her. "A blowjob." he mutters softly, "and swallow. Please ?"<br><br>Looking at her with the same plea in his eyes as he just used he waits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 13:54:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time her grin was a mixture of delight and evident naughtiness. Her hands moved to his thighs, just above the knee, and then slid up and around to cup and gently sqeeze his bum.<br>"I like your little pants," she commented, biting her lip before hooking her fingers in the top of the boxers, gently levering them down, pulling them out so they won't hook on his member as she freed it from the cloth confines.<br><br>One hand lifted to close around him, holding his cock at its base and caressing it gently. The other rested on his hip to brace herself, and then she leaned in to gently push the head between her lips and into her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 14:02:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her gentle touch causes him to exhale sharply with excitement, and when her lips wrap around the head, his breathing accelerates and his hips buck eager to meet her mouth.<br><br>"I'm ... " he groans, part from lust and part from embarrassment, "coming."<br><br>"Damn!" he yells as he climaxes, spurt after spurt, backed up for a long time, of semen escaping from his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 14:08:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt the flex of his shaft and curled her tongue under the head accordingly... his spurts shot to the back of her mouth, filling it as she swallowed quickly and happily. Even so, a small trickle escaped from the corner of her mouth, running down the side before she trapped it with a well-manicured finger and popped it back in her mouth.<br><br>She licked her lips, still smiling, then gently ran lips and tongue over his shaft, cleaning up any traces she could find.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 14:19:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks down a bit sad at his already softening cock and her. His cheeks red with embarrasment.<br><br>"I'm so sorry." he mutters, "I can stay up longer, normally."<br><br>He's not telling her that it was her body that excited him so much for the entire time that caused his peak arrousal, and as she cleans up the traces from his cock, it regains it's firmness real fast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 14:53:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry?" she said, looking up quizzically as her hand gently caressed his member, almost idly.<br>"Sorry for what? As long as you had pleasure, then there is perfect contentment."<br>She smiled again, then leaned forward to flick her tongue over the head again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 14:59:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You don't mind ?" he asks almost incredulously.<br><br>His eyes are wandering and closing slowly as she continues to flick her tongue against the head of his cock.<br><br>"You're really good." he says and then he frowns, "well better than those few I had before."<br><br><em>"One who only took in the head, but at least she swallowed. Another who took the whole thing in her mouth but spat, and another one who was only willing to use her hands."</em> a mean little voice in his conciousness reminds him.<br><br>"Take it as far as you can." he says, his voice slipping into an order fairly easy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 15:04:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She immediately rose to her feet, to give herself a better angle on his member. Her bare bottom out-thrust, she bent down and tilted her head to let his shaft slide easily and comfortably over her tongue and press into her throat.<br><br>Sucking firmly again on his shaft, rocking slightly to let his cock sink repeatedly into her throat, she showed no sign of discomfort as she deep-throated him again and again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 15:10:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Incredible." he says, this time having much more staying power and he watches her take him deep down her throat for a while quietly observing and savoring the sensation.<br><br>"Where did you learn this ?" he asks taking careful hold of her head and pulling out, having a slightly different idea now, getting really into the mood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 15:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her tongue curled around him as he was pulled out of her mouth, and then she shifted back down to her knees, looking up at him.<br>"I don't really know," she said, softly. "I've just... always known how to."<br>She smiled, apparently quite unconcerned by not knowing how she acquired the skills.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 15:47:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sits back in the chair and leans forwards as much as possible, smiling at her.<br><br>"If you don't know, then ..." he says and let's his voice trail off. "Stand between my legs", he orders her spreading his to allow her access for something he needs to check.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 15:53:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking a little uncertain, not sure of his intentions, she rose gracefully to her feet again and stepped forward till she was standing between his legs, then looked down at him with a shy smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 16:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry." he says quickly in defense of himself, "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to check something."<br><br>He places his hand on her inner thigh and lets it slide up between her folds, carefully entering her with a finger, probing for something that might be there and then realising something and his eyes move up to hers.<br><br>"What did you mean by telling me you can change ?" he asks, stopping his motions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>09-06-2008, 16:22:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped as his finger entered her, one hand moving to brace herself on his shoulder. There was no immediate resistance to his probing... nothing that would immediately suggest virginity. She was quite wet, however, and the rose scent was stronger between her thighs.<br><br>Biting her lip, she looked down at him and frowned in faint puzzlement.<br>"I... don't know..." she said hesitantly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>10-06-2008, 10:15:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then why did you say that ?" he says and then inhales deeply and with a smile pulls his finger back. His finger moves up to his nose and he tastes her juices by carefully licking them from his fingers.<br><br>"Hmm." he whispers, and licks his lips, "sweet and like roses."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 09:06:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed, watching his actions.<br>"It was just the right thing to say," she answered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 11:33:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William looks up at her, with a smile, his eyes warm with lust, and then an expression of realisation crosses his mind and he slips past her out of the chair and runs of to his bedroom, and she hears him rummaging about.<br><br>A short loud "Yes!" and he rushes back from the bedroom in his hand a box of condoms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 11:38:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She returned to her kneeling position the moment he left the room, back straight and hands clasped in her lap. Her look was fairly blank as she glanced at the box... despite the obvious branding, she didn't know what it was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 12:18:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes one of the condoms from the box, and returns to his seat, putting the box on the table next to him. It's a full box, hardly used at all, and as he sits down he tears the wrapper from the condom and begins to fumble, trying to put it on.<br><br>After some fumbling he has managed to do so and he looks at her. "Come." he says with a somewhat embarassed grin, and he gets up out of the chair again, nervous, almost as if he can't make up his mind, "Follow me."<br><br>And he returns to his bedroom, a two person bed there, but with just one pillow, and beyond a single cupboard, and a hamper mostly empty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 12:32:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naked, shy, but instantly obedient, she rose and followed him quickly. The order was obviously enough for her to pass the threshold of the room and she looked around with interest, then turned her adoring gaze back on to him, waiting for his next instruction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 12:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes a step forwards and puts his hands on her shoulders pulling her against him. A puzzled look crosses his face and then he leans forwards to kiss her, his lips pressing against hers with a hunger he hasn't experienced in a very long time. A very dark side of him, surfacing, and, his tongue probes her mouth.<br><br>As he breaks of the kiss he looks at her, and he grins. "Lie on the bed, on your back, and spread your legs." he orders her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 13:02:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned into him, her body responding to the kiss as she pressed against him, then smiled approvingly and somewhat naughtily at his instruction.<br>"Yes... Master," she said deliberately, almost tasting the words with satisfaction as she climbed onto the bed. She glanced back at him, on all fours with her delectable bottom pointed at him, and then rolled over to spread her legs. She watched him as she waited for him, glistening wet pussy partly open and inviting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 14:00:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William smiles pleased when she calls him Master and he realizes that he frowns. The frown disappears almost instantly when she presents her beautiful bottom to him and he follows her onto the bed.<br><br>His mind is in conflict, torn between lust and confusion about that, but his instincts do know what to do and he places his hands beneath to the sides of her necks and he leans forwards to kiss her again. The rose scent driving him mad with lust, even more than the beauty of the girl could do.<br><br>His hips move forwards, almost out of their own volition, his condom covered cock's head prodding at her entrance, trying to slip in. Then, as the warmth surrounds him, he thrusts forwards, claiming her, pushing himself all the way in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 14:35:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped audibly when he entered her, arching up at him, spreading her legs wider. She was extremely tight, only her slick wetness allowing him to press into her as easily as he did. Her inner muscles clenched around him, and her arms lifted to wrap around his neck as she returned the kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 15:14:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Surprised by her tightness, his eyes open and he looks at her, then slowly breaks of the kiss.<br><br>His muscles tense revealing that under his somewhat flabby body, quite some strength is hidden, and he slowly pulls out and thrusts back into her.<br><br>"You're tight." he whispers pleased, as he begins to slowly fuck her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 14:31:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You feel wonderful," she moaned, pressing against him harder as she felt him move into her.<br>"I can feel you... inside me... filling me..." She arched against his strength, clinging to his shoulders, taking him in as deep as she could as her inner muscles clenched on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 20:42:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her muscles clenching onto him are almost the best feeling he ever had in his sex life. Of course he did not have that much of a sex life, but by comparison this strange girl that seems to think she belongs to him is the best lay he ever had.<br><br>Slowly he worked his way into her tightness, his muscles flexing and his eyes looking into hers with a warm passion, and then he pulled out again, only to thrust as strongly as he could manage inside of her.<br><br>"You're amazing." he whispered, "what's your name ?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 13:35:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lifted her hips to his with each thrust, her slickness allowing him to sink in deeply despite her tightness. Little moans escaped from her with each movement of his member inside her.<br>"I don't... don't know," she murmured softly, gazing back into his eyes before her own closed slowly under the wash of pleasure.<br>"I... I think... you get to choose my name."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dingo</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 13:51:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gytha." he gasped, "it means gift, I will call you that."<br><br>He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against hers, inhaling deeply through his nose to take in her rosey scent again. His hips continued on auto-pilot to pull and thrust within her, claiming her as his own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Giftwrapped (Dingo &amp; Kitikat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 08:30:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gythmppp"<br>Her testing of the name was broken by the kiss, and she kissed back delightedly. Her hips moved easily with his thrusts, her agile body graceful as she moved onto him. As much as she enjoyed the movements, the core of her being was focused on his pleasure.
			</dd>
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