Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion & Arkaniel)
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				Title: <strong>Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>23-03-2016, 19:39:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n253/x_Kikyou/Calista1.jpg) (http://s114.photobucket.com/user/x_Kikyou/media/Calista1.jpg.html)</div><br>Calista wasn't happy, she was quite pissed actually.<br><br>The news that hare parents broke to her were far from what she wanted to hear. They confronted her a few days ago and sat her down. Her family was going through trying times, their business suffering from the conflicts that has arisen between races, particularly between humans and practically every other supernatural being out there. <br><br>Humans were being treated as the lowest of the low, no longer the majority of their world, they were struck with ridicule and contempt from practically all sides, and resorted to nothing but slaves. There were some that fought for their cause of equal rights, but they were often looked at in disdain by people of their own race and not treated too kindly. Humans were now getting what they deserve, after all their years of pillaging and taking what wasn't theres. <br><br>The only races that didn't treat humans with such ridicule were the peaceful beings, such as her own race, sprites, nymphs and the like. Perhaps it was her peaceful nature that was why she sided with treating them fairly, or simply the fact that the other races should set a better example by being better than what the humans had done to other races over the years. Often, her rational fell upon deaf ears, and she's grown so weary of repeating it to some though she still does it anyway. She wanted to see the races forgo such ignorance, to be better than what the humans have done by not supporting such cruelty as forcing them into a life of servitude and ridicule. It was like preaching to the choir.<br><br>Though how did this lead to her distressed mood? Her parents solution was to arrange a marriage with a well of supernatural being that was strong enough and wealthy enough to keep her healthy and hopefully happy. Calista was normally a level-headed young woman, but she nearly flew off the panhandle with this admission from her parents that she barged out of their cozy home in the suburbs of the city and wandered off to find peace and quiet in the forests on the outskirts. <br><br>The knowledge that her life will be changing without any decision on her part had occurred a few weeks ago. Since then, her parents had been the one to communicate with her new betrothed because Calista refused to speak to him directly. She begrudgingly accepted to meet him for the first time in a few days, he would be visiting their home to finally meet his new bride. Until then, Calista was going to go out and enjoy the night with several of her closest friends. <br><br>She donned one of her favorite dresses, a fitted long sleeved dress that reached mid-thigh with her back completely exposed. She adorned a few pieces of jewelry, earrings and a bracelet before she headed out in silver heels. Meeting her friends there was the plan, and she arrived by flying herself, her wings were practically transparent, save for a bit of black that the top edge of the forewing and the hind wing and the iridescent shimmer whenever light struck them. <br><br>Calista was a lovely girl, not of a tall height which was typical for her people. She stood at 5'4", her body of lithe and proportionate build with silver grey eyes and very light blond, almost white hair. The bar was in full swing, the live music band already playing. This bar catered to all species and was one of the popular places to be on a Friday night. Calista scanned the main room, not finding her friends right away so she decided to grab a drink before she continued her search.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>24-03-2016, 01:09:32</strong>
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				Once upon a time, they called him Jormungandr. Yes, that Jormungandr, the dragon of Ragnarok. Some thought it was because he would bring about Ragnarok, better known as the Apocalypse. That was patently untrue. He was linked to Ragnarok, because he would stay around until that happened, till the end of all things would snuff out the last flickers of life and light. He was immortal, forever eternal. He could not be killed, for he was a God to these mortals, he did not age and could not fall ill. He had&nbsp; made peace with such a fate centuries ago, after the decline of the Norse civilisation and with it, the fading of most of their pantheon, like so many other pantheons, only living in the world of dreams.<br><br>So, he made a life for himself, multiple lives, moving from one to the next when people started questioning how he remained so young for so long. Only recently, he had moved into this town as Mark Grayson, setting up a small law firm that had already made a name for itself in the past year. It wasn't a particularly large city, but there were plenty of people around to blend in with. He worked, he relaxed and he enjoyed watching mortals go about their folly and daily lives, like one drawn out soap opera. Occasionally, he tried the game of romance, but since he was one of the few truly immortal beings, he had to contend with his chosen partners ageing and dying.<br><br>Some couldn't even live long with him, knowing he simply would not age and they would.<br><br>The game had become only moderately more interesting when the supernatural had conquered the mortal world and now humans were relegated to the roles of slaves, servants, cattle and livestock. It quickly grew boring, too. So, he went about his daily life, until he was approached by a family of Fae. The Fae wanted to marry off their daughter to him. A daughter that was apparently a virgin, which drew his interest since he was a dragon, and a lot of money as a bride treasury, just so he would keep her safe in these turbulent times.<br><br>He didn't really consider them turbulent, but gold was gold, a virgin was a virgin and she would likely die in a couple of decades, leaving him free to enjoy immortality without her again. So, what did he have to lose? An arranged marriage sounded exciting. He'd never done something like that before. He was sold when they showed him the picture.<br><br>Now, a day of meeting was arranged, but he cancelled it, saying he was too busy, the moment he learned he could meet her before hand without her knowing who he was. That was much more interesting. Immortality was boring without playing games. He told the parents he would marry her without even meeting her and that he'd be there in the day of the wedding itself. It's not like he would want to miss consummation with such a beautiful Fae, after all.<br><br>He attended the party he'd learned she would attend and watched her mingling, before going for a drink. At the bar, he joined her, dressed sharply in a handsome tuxedo that emphasised his good looks, his glowing green eyes and his thick black hair that went well with his deeply tanned skin, giving him a very bronzed look. He was tall, ageless in looks, around his thirtieth birthday, with an aristocratic brow and jaw and a full mouth that looked sculpted for kissing. They hid prolonged canine fangs and a wicked tongue, though he usually went fully human except for his eyes and his fangs. <br><br>Dragons were rare, after all, so people wouldn't recognise him easily.<br><br>He motioned for the bartender that all drinks for the girl would be on his tab.<br><br>"Enjoying the evening? Or would w be useful woman such as you prefer to dance?" He suggested.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>24-03-2016, 01:45:25</strong>
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				Calista had managed to find her group of friends on her way to the bar, where she mingled and talked with them before politely excusing herself to fetch a drink. Arriving at the finely polished bar, she caught the attention of the waiter almost immediately. "Rum and coke," she informed him, with a wave of her hand her wallet appeared. <br><br>Once the bartender returned, he placed the drink in front of her but shook his head when she offered him to pay. Arching a brow, but didn't utter a word of complaint before she turned to the gentleman that spoke right besides her.<br><br>At first she believed he was speaking to someone else, but his alluring green eyes were gazing directly at her. Though she wasn't sure of it, her perceptive eyes could see that he held a air of wisdom and experience that intrigued her. Who was he?<br><br>He was unlike any race she's met, it was difficult to pinpoint what he may he. She noticed he was very well dressed for the occasion. Calista locked eyes with him, taking a long sip of her drink, draining the cup in one gulp. "Are you offering said dance?" She inquired, a slight smile playing at the corner of her lips.<br><br>Calista could practically feel the envious looks that her friends shot her at being approached by a man of such caliber. She was feeling rather rebelious, pretty much saying fuck it to her current situation. Why not dance with this stranger? Maybe have things lead to one thing or another? She'll see where the night goes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>24-03-2016, 17:34:41</strong>
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				Calista was a truly beautiful woman. She had no idea he was to be her spouse and he wasn't going to tell her. He was just going to test the waters, having heard how she detested against the idea of an arranged marriage. And she appeared very open to the idea of spending the evening with him.<br><br>"I am offering, else I wouldn't have suggested it. No man should leave a beautiful woman unattended at a feast like this. You would make my night by dancing with me." He whispered seductively in her ear. He sipped his drink and waited till she had tasted her rum and cola as well, before he took her hand and dragged her to the dance floor. He was gentle, if a little forceful, easily taking charge.<br><br>They arrived amidst the throng of dancing couple and seducing singles just as the next song started. With millennia of experience, he could dance quite a bit.<br><br>"Call me Jor." He whispered, before he turned her around on the spot and pulled her flush against him, her back to his chest, his hand resting on her flat, trim stomach as he held her close. Her tight behind pressed against his groin and she would undoubtedly feel the size of his manhood, even though he wasn't hard, yet.<br><br>A more Latin, upbeat, sensual dance started in a high rhythm, and he ground himself into her buttocks, rubbing his covered&nbsp; manhood to hardness, while his hands wandered over her body as he moved and led her into the dance and the sensual movements. As the song swung up towards a crescendo, he nuzzled her neck erotically, while boldly cupping one of her breasts from behind.<br><br>"This is real dancing." He purred seductively in her ear, his hands still wandering her tights slender body, his every move and touched designed to drive her to intense arousal for him, though he realised she would not be able to give her actual virginity to him. All supernatural arranged weddings were with virgins, after all. She might even be physically unable to actually give up her virginity before her wedding night, thanks to the powerful magics encompassing such unions.<br><br>"Are you enjoying yourself?" He whispered, brushing his hot breath across the smooth skin of her neck as they moved and ground and his hands skilfully played her body like a virtuoso with the strings of a violin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 04:38:47</strong>
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				Calista couldn't resist passing him a delightful grin at his response. Oh, she was liking him more and more. He was well skilled in the game, almost getting her with flattery and the seductive way he partook. She allowed him to draw her out onto the dance floor, quickening her pace to keep up with him until they arrived among the throng of people. <br><br>The music was at its zenith, switching to a latino style dance, one of Calista's absolute favorites. His introduction made her chuckle a bit, as she scarcely had a chance to introduce herself before he was quick to work. She didn't mind it in the slightest, pleasantly surprised he knew how to dance. The men she's encountered could hardly keep up with her and her love for dancing, so it was a pleasant surprise from Jor. <br><br>She could almost feel the heated tension between them, as if it transferred straight from their bodily contact. Calista glanced over at him from her shoulder, responding to his hip movement with one of her own. Two could play at this game. Her hips made a slow winding movement, her rear pressing fully against his crotch without hesitation. Waist moved with the beat of the music, one hand moving to rest on the back of his head as he nuzzled her, the other resting on his forearm as it roamed her body.<br><br>"I am, Jor," she replied huskily into his ear before she leaned her body away by leaning forward, her rear still pressed tightly against him as she ground her hips into him sensually. Calista did so for a few moments before she pulled away from him playfully, her lips turning into a playful smirk. She returned back to her dance partner, draping her arms over his shoulders as she gazed up at him, her body pressing flushed against his, molding.<br><br>"My name is Calista," she introduced once his head moved close enough to hers so she whispered in his ear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 21:35:12</strong>
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				"Well, Calista, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. It's been a long time since I've found such an interesting and beautiful dancing partner. I'm going to abuse the privilege a little bit." He purred right back. He closed his arms around her form and brazenly placed his hands on her tight behind, showcased so well in her splendid dress. He pulled her flush against him, so her breasts spiller flat against his muscular chest and her stomach pressed against the obvious physical internet forming a hard bulge in his trousers.<br><br>He smirked as he looked her in the eye, before he twirled them around, lifting her feet off the floor as if she didn't weigh a thing. He guided her into another, rapid dance, his powerful body gracefully keeping up with the rhythm. After millennia of experience, dancing was easy and he knew all the steps.<br><br>He smirked more than smiled as he guided her into yet another dance, this one slower, but more intimate, as he twirled her around and made sure his hands brushed all over her body in manners most delightful and sinful. He brushed his lips over her cheek once, nuzzled her neck at another point, kept fierce eye contact and had their bodies entwined as often as possible.<br><br>At the end of the fifth dance, when it was obvious she had felt his physical interest more than once, he leaned close, holding her again with his hands on her tight arse. He squeezed her buttocks possessively, as he purred, "dancing is not all I had in mind tonight, Calista. What d you say to something more... Exciting?" He whispered, wondering just how far he could push her. Games like these were most riveting to him. They made him thrive in this boring modern age, or Information Age or whatever they called it before the supernatural world took over. This made him feel alive... This and the anticipation of her reaction as they would officially meet for the first time at her wedding.
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				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 03:54:23</strong>
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				Calista was shocked that he brazenly admitted his intentions. Most men she has dealt with or come across often tried skirting around their true intentions, attempting to leave one guessing what they wanted. But Jor... he was something else. It brought excitement into her life, something she looked forward to tremendously. She welcomed his pull of her, pressing her flush against his body so her curves molded into his. The tell tale sign of his arousal pressed against her, bringing a soft redness in her cheeks at the fact.<br><br>She exhaled a pleasant gasp as he gathered her in his arms and whirled her around, making her feel light as a feather. The sensation reminded her of when she flew, a feeling she loved tremendously. The music shifted to a slow down to a much more lax song, so Calista slowed her pace as well.<br><br>Her hands boldly roamed his chest, feeling his muscles ripple beneath his shirt. She was shocked by the nearness of his lips to her cheek, his nuzzle was welcomed and returned with one of her own. Her fingers danced along the back of his neck, nails lightly dragging across skin, fingers weaving into his luscious locks of hair, so silky and smooth. She rubbed his scalp, nails once against dragging across his skin in a small massage as he kept her close.<br><br>She loved when he grabbed her ass, her most favorite feature of herself, it was plump and well rounded. Calista leaned into him as he whispered in her ear, quirking a brow at his suggestion. She couldn't resist grinning at him, her eyes shimmered in the dim light of the dance floor, flashing silver. "I like exciting," the fae responded playfully, tilting her head slightly to the side. "What do you have in mind?" she asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 23:58:46</strong>
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				"You do? Trust me, Calista... You haven't ever experienced true excitement like I will deliver now." He purred in her ear, before he kissed the lobe of said dainty, Fae ear. He pulled back, smirking, as he twirled her around and squeezed her arse again, even more sensually this time. He leaned in closer again, moulding their bodies together into another intimate dance, as he brazenly kissed her neck. Her cheek. Her ear. His tongue fluttered over the pulse point in her neck. He ground into her with his body, before he twirled her again, retrieving her even make flush against his body, holding her even tighter.<br><br>They were in the middle of the busy crowd on the dance floors, bodies writhing together all around them, some even touching them.<br><br>He stopped kissing her and smirked down at her seductively, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He felt alive!<br><br>One of his hands slid from her tight arse. He squeezed her other buttock even tighter and caressed it intimately, while his free hand slid along her thigh, to her front, into one of the slits in her dress. Boldly, he cupped her between her legs, over her panties and right there, amidst all those dancing bodies, with people being able to see, though being too busy to see, he brushed his skilled fingers and warm hand up and down her hidden slit, teasing her purposefully.<br><br>"This is what I call exciting..." He purred in her ear, before he softly and possessively bit her neck, rubbing her womanhood with increasing intensity as his hand in her arse prevented her from escaping his grip so easily.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 17:07:36</strong>
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				Calista was keeping his promise of excitement, his voice so sensual, his lips so deliciously soft against her skin. She couldn't resist a quick shudder down her spine, especially when the bold gentleman gripped and massaged her buttocks. It wasn't long before she molded her body into his once more, wanting to dance the night away with this alluring man. She couldn't resist the excitement that ignited between her thighs, the familiar heat of arousal burned.<br><br>Being out in public excited her and made her lust increase tenfold. The thought of others perhaps witnessing this exchange was truly enjoyable.<br><br>She couldn't resist grinding her body into his, a sudden look of surprise overwhelmed her as his devious hand made its way through the side slit of her dress, stretching the fabric. The room was very dim and there were so many people it would be near impossible to see what was doing on, but oh did Calista feel it. <br><br>Calista tossed her head back, exhaling a soft moan of pleasure that was easily drowned out by the bass. Her hands gripped the back of his neck, remaining close to him. She rubbed her face into the side of his neck, daring to take the initiative as well by licking and sucking his own earlobe, eventually moving lower to the side of his neck. She lightly nibbled at the skin, her wonderful tongue tracing an intimate pattern while occasionally kissing his bared skin. <br><br>Her hands could no longer remain idle, her nails lightly dragged down his chest, reaching the waist of his pants. She could practically feel his pulsing cock through the fabric, her small hand rubbed against it slowly and deliberately. <em>'He's huge!'</em> she thought in wonder. Calista, though a virgin by not having consummated with anyone, has committed intimate acts much like most her age. This had to be one of the largest she's felt, and could only imagine what it appeared like underneath it all.<br><br>She trembled as he continued to tease her through her underwear, suddenly desperate to have some kind of contact. To feel him plunge a finger into her, though not too far. She was already becoming so wet. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 22:00:06</strong>
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				He could feel her taking initiative of her own in a way that betrayed a modicum of experience at some more intimate acts. Yet, he knew for a fact she was a virgin, else he wouldn't have bothered. Dragons were only interested in virgins to have for themselves. He could smell it on her and he knew her parents couldn't have proposed the marriage without magical confirmation she hadn't been with a man before.<br><br>Her wetness became obvious through her panties, slowly but surely soaking his finger, while she nuzzled his neck and kissed his ear lobe. His breath hitched momentarily when she cupped the length of his manhood. It wasn't fully erect yet, but already, he was quite certain he could truthfully claim that no other man in this building could match his size. And this was him holding back. His draconian form could grow to the size of this building, after all.<br><br>He smirked down at her as she gasped and her movements betrayed a sort of need. Deftly, he flicked her panties aside and slid two of his fingers inside of her moist heat. He slid them as deep as he could, till he felt the narrowing of a barrier he left intact. There, he started curling and twisting his fingers about, stimulating as much of he tight inner walls as possible, while he curled his thumb to brush circles around her clitoris. Right there on the dance floor, as his hand on her behind kept them moving a dancing pattern, forcing her to keep dancing with two of his fingers in her pussy.<br><br>"This is just the beginning, Calista... What would be really exciting is making you cum on my fingers, right here... And afterwards, with people possibly having heard you, I might just have to push you to your knees, right here, and make your pretty mouth nuzzle another part of me." He tempted her Brazil's, purposefully talking rather dirtily. He was actually hoping this would work, because if it did. Their first true meeting would be all the more... Embarrassingly hot. That moment when she learned that the man she'd dreaded marrying had already filled her mouth with his seed once more....
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				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 22:38:41</strong>
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				Jor would feel the wetness of her slit grow further with each passing moment that he teased her and caressed her. The fae was losing control of her own body, which trembled and ached with a burning need to him, to feel sweet release reach her. She didn't know who this man was, but she felt fortunate enough to meet him. It allowed her to momentarily forget the commitment she was making tomorrow, a thought she dreaded and refused to let ruin her night. <br><br>Her hand continued to give his clothed manhood low, languid strokes, her fingers playing with the zipper of his fly with an itch to stroke him. But that thought was easily forgotten when he plunged two fingers into her tight pussy, her walls clamped down on his fingers like a velvety vice that she groaned into his ear with lust. "Oh..." she managed out into his ear, her body moving with the swaying of the music though her legs threatened to buckle underneath her.<br><br>It was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain her composure, her body shuddering in delight as he continued to flick the hooded nub between her legs, sending shocks of pleasure coursing through her. She clenched her eyes shut, trying to formulate words to respond to him but it was next to impossible. "You keep doing that, sweet Jor and it won't be long before I do," she responded huskily into his ear. Her lips met his, engaging him in a passionate lip lock as her tongue plunged into his mouth after she begged for entrance. <br><br>She felt the building pressure in her loins as Jor continued to finger her, the sweet cavern between her legs producing more of its nectar. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 23:03:23</strong>
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				She was close. He could feel it. He could hear it. He could smell it. She was on the verge, trying to muffle the sounds she was going to make by kissing him passionately, as if she were in heat and he was the last man on the planet. He liked that sort of passionate need. He returned the kiss and increased the pace of his fingers, rubbing her clitoris more insistently, fully&nbsp; intent on driving her over the edge.<br><br>By now, they'd stopped dancing and just stood in the middle of the dance floor, couples dancing all around them, as he fingered her pussy, faster and faster. When he felt she was going to explode, he broke the kiss, breaking sweet contact of lips and dancing of flush tongues as he wanted to hear her.<br><br>He forced her over the edge, while standing on the dance floor. He didn't desist. He kept fingering her, while holding her tight, flush against him, until she came a second time. <br><br>Only then did Jor let go of her and pulled his fingers from her dripping pussy. He showed her how he licked his soaked fingers clean, right there in the middle of the dance floor, before he purred, "now, for something even more exciting... I want you to get on your knees in front of me. I want you to free my cock and I want you to use your pretty mouth and your hands to return the favour. And while the previous act had been mostly hidden, everyone looking for you and at you will know exactly what you are doing..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 23:33:42</strong>
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				By the <em>gods</em> he was good. Really good at what he did.<br><br>Calista could scarcely complete a coherent thought, the thought of climaxing in front of all these people only seemed to further arouse her, almost as much as Jor's working hand. His fingers skillfully played her beautifully smooth pussy, soft moan of pleasure escaped in choked gasps as he fingered her faster. <br><br>She quickly laced her harms around his neck, trying to at least play if off as if they were a couple enthralled with each other and were making out. Her hips bucked against his working hand, unable to control herself. "Oh... ohhh," she groaned before biting down on her lower lip to stifle any sound. Calista rocked her hips against his hand, finally climaxing onto his probing hand. <br><br>The virgin fae was left breathless, clutching onto him for dear life as she tried to regain her composure. She scarcely heard what he said at first, but it eventually registered what he wanted her to do. Calista blinked, glancing around before she tilted her head. "In front of all these people? Maybe we should at least go up against the wall?" she suggested, seeming a little hesitant, especially since her being positioned in that manner would make it obvious what was being done. <br><br>Though Calista seemed hesitant, she was slowly beginning to unbutton his pants, her fingers easily drawing down the zipper. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>31-03-2016, 17:56:40</strong>
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				"Yes." He purred, high on the euphoria of her breathtaking orgasm. He watched her calming down fro nth at climax, till she registered his request. No, not a request. His order. Something she could barely comprehend was going to happen, but despite her verbal doubt, she was already moving. He felt her undoing his pants and he wriggled his hips so she could easily free him.<br><br>Eleven inches of rock hard erection suddenly poked against her belly, hidden mostly from view by their bodies being so close together.<br><br>He was very well endowed, and her slim, dainty hand would barely be able to wrap all the way around his girth, while both of her hands together would barely cover half of his length. He smirked down at her as he took both her hands and wrapped her fingers around his length, making her feel every inch of his size. He loved the look in her eyes when she realised that this would be filling her mouth soon enough, one way or the other.<br><br>She didn't know that this length would spear her virginity within twenty four hours and make her see stars as she screamed herself hoarse on the biggest, humanly possible cock around.<br><br>"Yes, you will suck my cock here. You said yes to excitement, didn't you. I don't care about anyone else seeing you. I just want to see your lips stretching around my cock." He told her dirtily as he started pushing down on her shoulders, till she had no choice but to kneel in front of him, right there on the busy dance floor.<br><br>Besides, they weren't the only couple doing something dirty around here. Supernatural creatures weren't exactly modest, though few actually dared to go for fully public sexual acts with this many people around.<br><br>"Suck it." He told her, almost crassly, his voice seductive and thick, his eyes flashing gold as his fingers threaded through her pale, silvery hair and brought her face closer and closer to his raging length.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>31-03-2016, 18:16:48</strong>
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				A mixture of surprise and excitement illuminated her lovely eyes. Never has she come across such a man of Jor's caliber, one that wasn't afraid to take charge, dominant and experienced. It was a refreshing change from the meek and uncertain young man she had dated, ones that knew little of intimacies. Calista wasn't aware of what she was getting herself into.<br><br>She deftly undid the fabric of his pants, and carefully pulled the waistband down and freeing his raging cock from its place of confinement. She was utterly shocked at the sight that she beheld. Never has she seen such an appendage of this length. Within the deep recesses of her mind, she fathomed the length impaling her over and over again.<br><br>His dirty words sent a shudder of pleasure down her spine, allowing him to guide her to knee on the dance floor, the throng of writhing and dancing bodies acted almost like a shield to the outside world. Calista lifted her light gaze up to him, a sexy smirk on her lips before she focused on tending to his lovely cock. <br><br>Her sweet lips parted, the smooth muscle of her wet tongue gave his tip a tentative lick before she kissed the tip of his shaft. She carefully engulfed the head of his cock, closing her eyes as her lips closed around his head like a moist vice. Her right hand gripped the base of his phallus, the other gripped his waist to steady herself.<br><br>Never did she imagine herself committing such an act in public, but the idea of this being witnessed ultimately excited the lovely virgin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>01-04-2016, 00:23:41</strong>
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				His dirty words seemed to inspire her into performing acts she would have ordinarily shied away from, apparently. Her lust was apparent, though, and she gave in easily under his guidance and his bold confidence. He rather enjoyed the fact she turned out to be rather submissive, with a wicked spark of feistiness.<br><br>The work was evident when she looked up at him in nearly seductive challenge, once she'd overcome her surprise at the size of the erection now pointing straight at her pretty face.<br><br>She enveloped it, with hand and mouth, teasing him further with licks and kisses that were quite maddening in intensity. He grinned down at her and threaded his fingers tighter through her pale tresses. The next time she sucked his cock into her pretty, tight mouth, the wet sensation of liquid heat and sheer pleasure flowing over his throbbing length, he pushed, forcing her to take several more inches of him into her mouth, until he hit the back of her throat.<br><br>The silent communication was obvious.<br><br>He was in charge.<br><br>He kept her like that as she was forced to suckle his length, until he finally let go, so she could pull back again. He pushed her back and forth at least twice more, still giving that insufferably dominant smirk of his.<br><br>"You seem to like dirty talk don't you, my pretty dear? And you thrive on this crowd revelling around his, where just w glance in our direction will betray just how naughty you are, in your knees for me, sucking my cock like a wanton woman that is insatiable for cock... Now, show me just how wanton and hungry for me you are." He encouraged her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>03-04-2016, 18:59:39</strong>
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				Calista could feel her cheek heat up as it dawned on her just what she was doing. She was kneeling on a dance floor, amongst a sea of other individuals, performing oral sex on a complete stranger. She could feel the eyes of some closest to them that realized what was transpiring, and it only made her feel hotter with desire. <br><br>Let them watch and wish to trade places with her.<br><br>She couldn't believe how large he was, it was quite overwhelming to the petite fae. Calista's gasp was muffled as he pushed his cock further into her mouth, easing himself further into the moist cavern of her mouth. Her lips surrounded his throbbing shaft like a vice, maintaining steady even as he poked the back of her throat.<br><br>Calista remained still, her breathing deep and steady as her tongue wandered his length carefully. Once he finally released her head, she pulled back, her breaths exhaling into pants before she consumed him once more. She welcomed him each time, her sinful mouth sucked on his length as her head bobbed back and forth to pleasure him. <br><br>Her eyes lit up towards his face, feeling her own cunt quiver as he uttered the painfully delicious words. She did thrive on having everyone bear witness to what was going on, especially the position they were in. Calista fantasized him pinning her body against the wall, his chest pressed against her back as his hips pounded into her. Over and over. It was a pity she likely wouldn't see him again.<br><br>His words sparked confidence in the kneeling fae, so she began to suck more furiously on his length. She would take minor breaks as her jaw ached from keeping the same position, her hand pumping his full length from tip to base, twisting his saliva coated cock. Her lips kissed and her tongue licked along the sensitive skin, paying ardent attention to his head.<br><br>She rocked her head back and forth, gripping his hips with both hands before she plunged him back into her mouth, developing a steady rhythm as she sucked him off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>04-04-2016, 23:30:01</strong>
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				Jor growled in delight at her eager sucking of his cock. When he corrected her and directed her to take him deeper, she lost none of her enthusiasm and continued to give him a rather inexperienced, but incredibly talented and arousing blow job. He liked how she needed to occasional break due to his size. He'd always liked what effect his size had in females and she was no different. He especially loved seeing the expression in their eyes when he filled them up like no other man could.<br><br>He ran his fingers through her pale, silvery hair and groaned and gasped softly in tune with her increased moments of suction, while he gazed down at her in heat when she looked up at him to relax her jaw while stroking him off with intense hunger.<br><br>"You're doing good. You're really into this... I wonder... When I cum... I want you to catch every drop of my seed in your mouth. But don't swallow just yet." He told her. He felt his balls starting to boil, pleasure surging up through the length of his cock. He gasped lightly as his bulbous tip became more and more sensitive in her mouth. His orgasm was approaching swiftly, and he didn't bother stopping it. The advantage of being a dragon was that his libido was nearly insatiable and he could have sex in pretty much unlimited quantities if he wanted ,too, though he'd rarely found a partner that could last more than a few hours at most.<br><br>He wondered how she would perform.<br><br>She was indeed horny as hell, so she might surprise him pleasantly, just as he intended to surprise her during and after the war.<br><br>He felt his climax, the ecstasy racing up from his toes, striking his body like lightning, before his seed spurted forth, copiously filling her mouth, until his orgasm faded and he pulled his cock fro maher lovely mouth.<br><br>"Don't swallow." He told her again, as he pulled her to his feet. He kissed her neck and slid his fingers under her dress, into her soaking pussy again.<br><br>"I know all of you noble girls must remain virgins till your wedding... But you've got one more hole I can have fun with. Take me to the nearest booth and sit down on my lap, facing away from me, while you sink down on my cock with your arse. Or would you rather go to the nearest wall, have me pin you in place as I just shove my cock us your arse till you're seeing stars and then I will fuck your backdoor so hard you'll forget your own name, right here, in this dance hall? You can now swallow, slowly, and tell me what you want." He told her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>06-04-2016, 16:43:49</strong>
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				Calista was shocked by her own performance. She has had some experience with the male appendage in regards of oral sex, but Jor was by far the largest she has dealt with in terms of length and thickness. She clearly was doing a good job, and it made her proud to know that, the grip on her head a tell tale sign as well as her sensitive ears picking up his erotic groans and noises of pleasure. <br><br>Indeed, she was <em>really</em> into this. <br><br>This dragon god will eventually come to learn that his future wife, though a virgin, was practically a nympho once she turned on. Even during her day to day life, she'd touch herself in public, down an alley, sitting in her family's office chair when there was quiet time, at the library, etc. No place was too public for her, and she loved the thrill of it. At the dance hall, there was no difference to her.<br><br>She gazed up at him with curiosity at his request, and vowed to take it into consideration. Calista could feel how hot his cock became, growing even more tense and thick as if anymore possible. Before she knew it, her lips were latched onto his round head, his cock spasmed as he released a torrent of his seed into her mouth. It was sweet and salty at the same time, the consistency thick being what it was, it was pleasant. <br><br>She kept the volume of liquid in her mouth as he instructed, moving to stand in front of him. A stray stream of his seed peaked from the corner of her mouth, her breathing deep and frequent. She shuddered as he kissed her, his fingers deftly toying with her still sensitive sex, only proceeding to turn her on once again.<br><br>Calista knew just what he was implying, for indeed she had to keep her womanhood untouched from a man's cock, that was exclusively for her husband tomorrow evening. She couldn't resist grinning at his suggestion of claiming her other hole, the puckered rim was very tight and was something she enjoyed having a man play with. This was going to only get better. His dirty words only made her quiver with excitement, growing even more wet. <br><br>She slowly swallowed the contents in her mouth. "Let's go against the wall," she instructed, her hands gliding up his chest sensually, leaning up to kiss and nip the side of his neck, her tongue darting out occasionally. "But I need you to tease me back there first, warm me up." Without further adieu, Calista took his hand, moving them to a darkened corner, a couple having just moved away provided the perfectly secluded spot. The corner was by the bar, and a couple of patrons were sitting nearby. Calista didn't hesitate to face the wall, her upper body leaning against it while she stuck her rear out, drawing her underwear down slowly and sensually till it was at her ankles. Her hand carefully lifted the skirt of her dress, exposing her smooth flesh and ass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>06-04-2016, 17:09:23</strong>
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				Jor had no problem with her request of the wall. He saw the desire in her eyes and the way lust was clouding her over. She was young, too young to have much experience, but he knew she was no stranger to men completely. She had some experience, which was unfortunately enough a little off putting, but he hoped to be the first to fill her nether holes up with his cock and to be the last. Once married, no other men would even be allowed to touch her. People of all genders and races would only be allowed to watch as he took her and used her and fucked her every way he desired and showed the world just how much she enjoyed it.<br><br>"Kinky." He purred as he took her to the nearest wall.<br><br>There, he turned her around, till she was facing the wall. He pushed forward, till she was pinned between the wall and his body, while he lifted her up so her feet weren't touching the floor anymore. Her heavy breasts were flattened against the wall and he moved his hands to the straps of her dress, pulling them down without shame. He moved her slightly and pulled down, till her breasts were bare, before he pushed them against the wall again, hard, her nipples scraping the ridged surface.<br><br>People would not be able to see her nipples at all, but all who came close enough could tell her breasts were bare now.<br><br>He then pulled her dress up slightly, till her arse was bared, too. He quickly slid three fingers over her soaking pussy.<br><br>"Oh, you're such a naughty, kinky girl. I'm going to fuck your ass now, Calista. I'm going to be the first to claim that tight little hole, before you're even married, and you're going to enjoy every second of it. I don't want you to be quiet, though. I will only keep going for as long as you keep speaking." He told her, encouraging her to talk naughty and dirty as he would defile her backdoor. His now wet fingers tweaked her clitoris repeatedly, till he could sense she was close to the edge, before he brought his soaked fingers to her clitoris, but stopped before she could orgasm. He slapped the bare side of her ass with his other hand, just as he pushed one wet finger up her sphincter. He wriggled it till she jerked and added a second finger, then a third, stretching them out to stretch her tight, oh so tight opening.<br><br>When she was lubricated with her own juices, he placed the thick tip of his hard cock at her entrance and started pushing into her, inch after inch, after which he would start thrusting into her, regardless of Lisa, her best friend, suddenly showing up at their side and asking Calista just what she was doing with wide eyes.<br><br>Mark smirked at the new girl, a pretty redhead Fae and made sure to thrust himself as deeply as possible, all eleven inches of his rigid cock, inside of his soon to be wife, before he slowly started thrusting into her, enjoying just how this would look to her friend... Sorry, friends, since Lisa was apparently joined by a fascinated Mona.<br><br>"Keep talking..." He purred in her ear, the implication clear that he would stop before she could cum if she didn't obey.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>07-04-2016, 18:25:19</strong>
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				Calista gasped softly when he pressed her against the wall, sandwiching her between himself and it. She loved how he towered over her, how aroused he was and how primal their need for each other was, it only made her more wet with anticipation. Because of the height difference, the lifting was necessary so that her hips may align with his and so he could penetrate her. <br><br>Her breath hitched with desire, her nipples rubbed firmly against the smooth wall, turning them into aroused erect pebbles. While the wall provided some modesty, anyone closely examining them could see just what exactly was transpiring. Heavy petting and makeouts weren't uncommon, public sex was sort of a taboo but it wouldn't be the first time it happened in this club. The mix of of strobe lights casting shadows in certain parts of the room, the pulsating music and the crowds of people grinding and writhing made it almost easy to get away with if carefully planned. <br><br>She couldn't help but grin at his dirty words, his breath tickling her ear and neck, causing her to shudder. His probing fingers stroked her wet sex, focusing on the bundle of nerves, causing the wave of pleasure to grow with each passing moment. Calista exhaled heated pants, her face pressed against the wall as her mouth remained parted open in pleasure. "By the gods, Jor," she groaned aloud, feeling oh so close to reaching sweet release. A resounding slap as his hand collided with the creamy skin of her ass was firm enough to cause it to jiggle and a red imprint to form.<br><br>A mewl of pleasure escaped her throat as he teased her backdoor with one, wet finger at first before gradually introducing a second and third. Her tight hole clamped down on his fingers, showing just what Jor was to expect from her tight ass. Her body quivered with anticipation as she felt his lubricated cock head press into her tight hole. Calista gasped aloud and groaned in pleasure as he pushed himself in, inch by inch, expanding the tight walls of her ass. It did hurt at first, never having experienced a cock up her ass fully, especially one so large. <br><br>She was practically lost in the throw of Jor's thrusts that she scarcely noticed Lisa show up. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment at being caught like this, her breast pressed against the wall, ass bared as a stranger rammed and rutted into her. "Oh..." Calista moaned out, a sheepish smile flashed towards her friends. "This...nngh.. is Jor," she tried to casually introduce, but it proved to be quite the effort, especially if he began to finger her pussy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>07-04-2016, 20:13:21</strong>
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				"I don't call this continuing to talk. I want you to keep talking to your two friends here, Calista. Just tell them everything you're feeling and doing right now. Keep up a nice conversation while I fuck your tight little arse like you've never felt before." He whispered in her other ear, not very loud, but likely loud enough to be overheard by the two nearby Fae girls. "Keep talking... I mean it. I will stop if I stop hearing your voice... And you don't want me to stop, now do you?" He asked her, provoking her, riling her up, wanting her to lose all self control.<br><br>He pulled his cock out of her, slowly and ostentatiously, so her friend could see inch after inch after inch, until they could see nine inches... With the two inches of the head of his cock still inside of her. He loved how the eyes of her friends widened in disbelief at his monstrous size, especially compared the petite Fae he was defiling anally. He pushed back into her tight hole, pushing hard and deep, but oh so slow, so she would feel every vein covered, throbbing inch of his length sliding home, stretching her up.<br><br>His infers found her oussy again and the started skilfully dancing over her sensitive clitoris and toying with her dripping folds. He wanted her to keep talking ,but als too moan lewdly between her words to her friend.<br><br>"What are you doing, Calista... It's so dirty... How does it feel?" Lisa asked her, seemingly getting into the mood herself, with how visible her nipples became in her dress.<br><br>Jor slowly started speeding up, though, thrusting in and out of her arse, but so deep, the girls watching could practically see his whole cock each time he pulled out, before he pushed into his lover and future wife again. He was going to make her cum and cum again, right here, in front of her friends, till she lost her mind and blacked out while spewing dirty words...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>07-04-2016, 21:01:53</strong>
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				Calista failed in biting back a moan of pleasure. Like hell she wanted him to stop, the feeling of his thick cock stretching her tight ass felt unbelievably amazing, as the length of him penetrated deep into the petite fae. His hot breath against her ear only made her shudder with pleasure, remaining ultimately aroused as he commanded her on what to do. She was intent on having him continuing to plow her until she came over and over again. "N-no, please... Don't stop Jor," she cried out after a particularly deep thrust. "I want you to keep fucking my tight ass," she practically begged.<br><br>She was about to lose herself when he began to finger and stroke her hot and sensitive sex, eyes rolling back into her head in sheer ecstasy. Her body trembled with delight, the pleasure was growing to be so overwhelming to her. She steeled her feelings, knowing that she had to comply with Jor's wishes so that he would continue to pleasure her lithe, virgin self. <br><br>"Ooh, Lisa," Calista managed out in a moan, burying her face into her arm for a moment before tilting her head, a glazed look of pleasure overcame her face. Lisa seemed to feel a tingling in her loins are her friend erotically calling her name although it was unintentional. "It feels wonderful... unlike anything I've ever felt... nngh, before." Calista cried out softly as he began to speed up, plowing deep into her. His caresses and thrusts were growing to be too much, waves of pleasure gradually building towards the peak of release. <br><br>"Jor, mmm, is so deep inside me right now," she panted out. She wasn't going to last long if he kept this up, her thoughts momentarily distracted by seeing her two friends suddenly aroused at the sight. They seemed to stare in amazement at Calista being thrusted into by such a large cock, both blushing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>07-04-2016, 21:55:45</strong>
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				She didn't need to last much longer. Jor didn't care about how often she came leg just wanted her to cry out his name and the fact she kept up the naughty commentary pleased him greatly. What surprised him was how horny the two other Fae girls seemed to get. They leaned closer and closer, till they were pressing up on either side of his future wife. Their nimble, female hands moved over her stomach. He even felt a few fingers mixing with his own over her clitoris, while there were hands between the wall and her body, squeezing bared breasts and teasing nipples.<br><br>"You may cum, my dirty little Calista. Show your friends just how hard you cum on my big cock up your naughty little arse." He commented seductively, urging her to surrender to the pleasure of his big member thrusting into her tightest, most forbidden hole.<br><br>Lisa reached over Calista's stomach and pushed her fingers under the skirt of her other friend, where she started fingering that wanton oussy as well. The friend mirrored the movement and started kissing Calista's neck, while fingering Lisa.<br><br>"You're a filthy slut, Calista. You're getting married tomorrow. Your whole family will watch how you're going to lose your virginity to your husband and here you are, getting your ass fucked by a hot stranger while his seed is still on your face... You're really a filthy little slut... I can't wait to tell your husband what a dirty who're you really are..." Lisa purred, as she kissed the other side of Calista's neck, while Jor just kept pounding her arse powerfully, wanting her to cum hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>08-04-2016, 16:56:34</strong>
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				It became too much. The dirty talk, the fact that her friends have joined in on the fun, and of course the repeated pounding of Jor's dick into her ass become too much to bear. She felt their kisses burn hot against her skin, a hand caressing and kneading her breast while pinching her nipples. Calista uttered a deep moan of pleasure before the height of orgasm peaked and overcame her.<br><br>"Oh, fuck," she groaned before she cried out in ecstasy. Her nimble, slender body trembled as a powerful orgasm rocked her, eyes clenched shut as a look of rapture covered her face. She jerked and shuddered, gently pushing away the probing hands in her wet sex as the euphoric high settled into her. The silver hair fae practically slumped against the wall in response for support, suddenly overcome by a need to rest.<br><br>"Wow," she managed out in quick, shallow breasts, her breast swaying slightly with the rise and fall of her chest. Amazing was a gross understatement of what transpired tonight. She looked over at Lisa and Mona finding herself aroused by seeing them play with each other. "Oh you ladies," she couldn't help but chuckle softly, moving to stand .
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>08-04-2016, 17:54:15</strong>
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				<br>The petite Fae came hard and shivered and bucked against the wall under the. Many ministrations and the cheer naughtiness of the situation. Yet, Jor wasn't done yet. He hadn't cum and he was intent on filling her arse with enough of his seed she'd still be leaking tomorrow during her own wedding to someone she thought was not him. He really craved the shock she'd experience when she had to walk up to the ritual altar on which he would take her virginity, recognising him as his essence leaked fro maher now abused and stretched back door.<br><br>"I'm not done yet." He growled.<br><br>Mona and Lisa watched in shock and cuddled together, fingering each other, as he took a tight hold of Calista, pinned her harder against the wall, lifting and parting her legs so she was nearly straddling said wall, before he started pounding harder and faster into her.<br><br>He didn't care about her pleasure now, though it wouldn't surprise him that the horny little Fae would explode again on his rabid thrusting.<br><br>He fucked her hard and fast, like an animal rutting with his mate in heat, till he felt his boils starting to boil over. He sped up even further, losing all hints of subtlety in the dark, nearly unseen corner of the club, with only her two best friends as witnesses to how she got her arse violated, until the tall and mysterious stranger of obvious supernatural origins that were unknown came.<br><br>Jor growled in her ear as his balls contracted again and his boiling hot winter essence spurted up into her anal cavity, filling it to the point it spurted out around his thick cock, before he finally stopped moving, his climax fading. With a wet pop, he pulled out of her abused arse, until he leaned closer and whispered, "Remember this next time, should we see each other... And know that should we meet again, this will only gave been an appetiser of what I will truly do with you."<br><br>His voice a purr, he stepped back, before he disappeared into the crowd and left the party, leaving his future bride a truly fucked mess in between her two shocked and tittering friends who'd be there tomorrow to see her getting hitched to... Him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>08-04-2016, 19:58:38</strong>
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				Calista felt so spent, her body desperately wishing to lie down and recover from the sheer ecstasy she had been subjected to. In the back of her mind, she realized that Jor hadn't climaxed with her, and still felt hard and stiff inside of her. His words only provided support that he, indeed, wasn't finished with her. Before she couldn't utter a response, she gasped as he lifted her off the ground, pinning her body flush against the wall, her legs completely parted as he fucked deeper and deeper into her.<br><br>She felt like she was going to split open from the force. He was like an animal possessed, bent on climaxing and claiming her as his own. Calista would be very sore back there from tonight's session, she could definitely feel it after her body adjusted to Jor's meaty cock. <br><br>Calista grunted and groaned, her eyes glazed over as she kept her lips parted, watching the awed expression of the two fae's that erotically fingered each other in front of her. She saw Mona begin to tremble under Lisa's touch, who grabbed Mona from behind and finger fucked her quickly and deftly. Her two friends clearly enjoyed the lewd display from Calista, watching as her ass jiggled from Jor's fast and strong thrusts into her.<br><br>It was sweet bliss when she felt his creamy seed geyser into her, erupting much like a volcano would. The sheer volume of it was overwhelming, Calista groaning softly as he placed her back down, drawing out. A large portion of his seed dribbled down the crack of her ass, dripping onto the floor, practically flowing like a fountain. His words sent a shudder down her spine, and by the time she turned around he was long gone. <br><br>She stood there, leaning against the wall, momentarily disoriented before a grin claimed her lips. He was truly something else, this distraction had been a pleasant one and she relented that she would be betrothed tomorrow. Calista fixed her dress, pulling up her dress to cover her breasts before pulling the back of her dress down. <br><br><em>Tonight was a night to remember.</em><br><br>(You can skip to the wedding.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>10-04-2016, 14:47:49</strong>
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				The next day, Jor carefully groomed himself. A shower, a thorough shaving, brushing of teeth till everything gleamed bright and pearly and his skin was perfectly smooth to the touch again. He made sure to look similar in style as the night before, with his smokey eyes that were lit up by a corona of flame around the irises, his tousled, dark hair and his devil may care smile. He knew his wife to be was a rebellious one that supported Those poor repressed humans. He couldn't care less about humans. Or supernatural creatures. He'd seen it all before in the millennia of his life. He'd see it all again. The rise and fall of every new trend in life. <br><br>That was the problem with immortality. After the first couple of centuries of being seen as a powerful God or divine being... It all became so boring, you simply stopped caring.<br><br>Now, getting a feisty young and beautiful virgin to tame and fornicate with... Delicious. Some excitement! She needed to be tamed. She'd bring some much needed excitement and joy de vivre to his lifelong boredom. He smirked as he put on his suit and tied his tie expertly. His appearance was meticulous and he looked like a dashing advocate of the devil, temptation personified, which was the look he was going for. He finished it off with a bit of aftershave before he tilted his head. In a puff of smoke and a flutter of gigantic, invisible wings, he disappeared, only to reappear at the sacred grounds where the marriage would be completed. <br><br>They were ancient grounds, two miles outside of the city, a stone altar of the ancient gods in a circle of monoliths. Here, the ceremony would be performed by a Druidic Fae a priest of the Old Beliefs, before the carnal part of the ceremony would be completed. Supernatural beings took unions very seriously and very physical. Right here, on that altar, in front of friends and family, she would have to offer him her virginity and he would take it, the blood flowing to the stone being the ultimate sacrifice to call down a divine blessing for their union, it make it a fertile and forever one.<br><br>People started appearing, friends and family to witness this Union and with it, the start of an alliance between a prominent Fae family and a powerful divine being. It would elevate her family's status to well beyond that of their peers, since dragons took family very, very seriously, since they happened to be so possessive of anything they owned. They were hoarders, after all.<br><br>Jor didn't even care about the political goals of the girl's father. He simply didn't care about politics in general. He got a gorgeous and feisty virgin, bound to him, and that was it.<br><br>With a flare of magic, the family arrived, and Jor stood at the altar, close to the elected priest, smirking down at the girl that would walk towards him and join him for eternity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>10-04-2016, 16:34:08</strong>
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				Calista awoke with the terrible feeling of dread. She was awoken midday, the wedding to be held at sundown, the fae's most sacred and reveled time of day. Though she desired to sleep, they managed to usher out of bed for her to get ready. She bathed in sweet smelling oils, hair washed and prepped scrubbed top to bottom thoroughly before dried. A maid tenderly caressed and stroked her body with a bar of vanilla as sweet perfume, in hopes of enticing her new husband. <br><br>She slipped into the wedding dress, which the majority of it was crafted in lace over fabric to keep her somewhat modest. Her hair was elaborately down, partially swept upright while her neck was covered in a lovely necklace with matching set of earrings. The whole time she was being prepped her mind was numb from her reluctance, tuning out this day that her parents were so joyful of. They could see their daughter off, married to someone that promised to take care of her and seemed to have her best interest.<br><br>The fae was obviously reluctant, presuming she would have such a distaste for her new husband. If only she knew how wrong she was.<br><br>The ceremony was held on the outskirts of town, very rustic compared to how some of the weddings in todays age were elaborate. The sight had been prepped with some arrangement of symbolic plants to provide some pleasant visage to it. Everyone that wasn't the bride and groom would be sitting so that they all may bear witness to the special moment.<br><br>The priest greeted Jor with mirth as they patiently waited for the arrival of the bride to be.<br><br>It wasn't before long after the dragon god arrived that his bride did. She was impeccably dressed after those that dressed her paid meticulous detail into everything. Save for the dress, Calista was naked underneath so they need not fumble with fabric so much to consummate their marriage. A reserved look was on the fae's face, her hands neatly folded in front of her as she walked with her father down the isle, seeing her off to her new husband. She wouldn't notice who her husband-to-be was until she stood directly in front of him, her eyes grew wide with shock. <br><br>Though last night the lighting had been all but good, she recognized him in the setting sun, his handsome face illuminated by the light. "Jor..." she murmured in a barely audible whisper. This was her husband to be? The gentleman, who looked deviously handsome right now, that she had engaged in such lewd acts the night before. She was happy to know he was her husband, but at the same time annoyed that he hadn't said anything. He knew what she looked like after all!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>10-04-2016, 20:39:48</strong>
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				She was a beautiful appearance in her white, lacy dress that nevertheless hid everything, but to his experienced eyes and fro my is familiarity with her body, he could also tell she was wearing nothing underneath. Her duty to come was present. She had no choice. The head of the family could force her, after all, over all rebelliousness, unless she wanted to break ties with her family completely and forever, something a Fae simply wouldn't do. She was still reluctant, refusing to look at her husband to be to the very last second, he kept gazing at her till she came face to face with him.<br><br>He smirked at her stunned wonder, her flash of excitement, but also her annoyance. He didn't say a thing, since the Priest started speaking.<br><br>"We are gathered here to witness to eternal union between Calista and his lordship, the Ancient dragon, Jormungandr." He intoned, revealing her husband's full name to the young bride. Jor watched the realisation in her eyes. He was one of the few divine beings on the planet. The oldest of all living dragons, and had been around since the start of Asgard, tens of thousands of years ago. He was still alive today, even though many others of the Norse Pantheon had died or otherwise passed on to Walhalla. If mythology was to be believed, however, he was fated to stay around till the had of existence.<br><br>He didn't care about fate.<br><br>He offered his hand when the priest called for it. His left hand would be tied to her right hand, physically and metaphysically, with magic, only to be untied when the consummation hand been completely. The touch was electrifying as the priest spoke the words that formed the magical bond connecting their flesh.<br><br>He stepped closer. No vows were needed, but they would have every family member and every friend attending presenting themselves to the new couple, before there was consummation. It would be amusing, since her shock would be obvious to her parents, while he had seen those two friends from last night, Mona and Lisa, present, too, giggling with a score of other female Fae of the same age.<br><br>"Fancy meeting you again, Calista. I did tell you what would happen when we met again, didn't I? And this time, in an even more public place than last time. How naughty of you." He teased her as her parents approached.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>10-04-2016, 22:14:57</strong>
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				Calista couldn't come to grips that her husband was the man she had been engaged in the night before at the club. Flashbacks of the experience came to mind, causing her to blush during the whole ceremony as the druidic priest spoke performed. His hands roaming her body, his fingers plunging into her wet core over and over again. Her kneeling before him, her mouth filled with his cock as he plunged it deep into her, pumping his hips back and forth before he finally fucked her tight ass like no tomorrow. <br><br>She found herself squirming a bit, feeling her nether region growing damp in excitement. <br><br>Why had he not told her? Either way, she tried convincing herself it was petty to be annoyed by something like that. Instead, she focused on complying with the typical ritual of the wedding, the priest binding them so that they may be greeted by their guest and eventually consummate the marriage in front of everyone. She found the tradition silly, but that's how they were done in special weddings like these. At least her husband wasn't a grotesque beast with a phallus that couldn't give her a good pounding.<br><br>Her eyes lifted to his once they exchange was done, despite wanting to be somewhat upset, she couldn't help but give him a bright smirk. "You are just full of surprise. I'm glad you kept your promise, I was worried I would have to hunt you down." <br><br>Both her parents appeared before them, giving their blessings to the new bride and groom. "It makes us so happy, Calista, you are such a beautiful bride," her father complimented, "Jor promised to be a good husband to you. Many blessings to the both of you." Her mother kissed her cheek before walking off to allow the next guests. Several close family members and friends approached, one by one, Mona and Lisa in particular couldn't help but smirk at Calista before they walked off as well. <br><br>Eventually, all of the guests had given their blessings. <br><br>"Now that the guests have spoken to the bride and groom, tradition is that they must consummate their marriage on the sacred altar. The blood of the virgin bride with be what binds the two in this union for eternity." <br><br>The priest gestured for them to begin, the two slowly walking to the altar. Calista turned her back to her new husband so that he may undo the zipper to the dress. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>11-04-2016, 14:12:10</strong>
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				Jor stepped closer to his bride as she presented her backside to him. He took the zipper and lowered it with a purposeful slowness to draw it out, while he turned her slightly, so she was facing the majority of the enraptured crowd of onlookers. This rite, this ritual was a holy one and it was also one of the few occasions completely public sex wasn't frowned upon. All supernatural creatures were very sexual in nature, but true public sex was frowned up on usually, except for more private orgies. Not that Jor intended to join the sort of orgies where other men got to touch his girl. He did not share with other cocks in any way.<br><br>He gazed over her shoulder his eyes blazing brighter with his fiery power, while shadows manifested themselves on the stone background, in the shape of his gigantic dragon wings to showcase his true power and being.<br><br>He lowered her dress slowly, smirking at the onlookers, as her breasts were bared to the open air, for everyone to see. He tugged the dress lower and lower, until her flat stomach was revealed, then the shape of her hips and the hidden treasure in between. The lacy white dress pooled on the floor around her feet and he brazenly cupped her breasts from behind. Slowly, he kneaded them, massaged them, standing so close to her his clothed chest rippled against her bare back and his thick bulge ground into her pert arse.<br><br>He pinched her nipples playfully, before he tugged and twisted them, intent on making the formerly reluctant bride moan for all to see. One hand slid down, over her stomach, following a familiar path to her womanhood, where he deftly used last night's experience to probe and tease her folds till she was nearly gushing wet for al lot see. His powerful, muscular grip on her nude body prevented her fro mourning away, even as he brought her closer and closer to the edge... Only to stop before she could achieve an orgasm.<br><br>Before he was going to consummate her, she was going to main and beg like a wanton woman in need of cock filling her.<br><br>He kissed her neck and started caressing her breasts again, playing with those firm orbs and poking nipples until she was shivering, though her orgasm had died down. This time, three fingers of his easily slid into her pussy for a second time, stroking her deeply towards that denied orgasm... Only to deny her again, while her wetness was visible for all, glistening brightly on his hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>11-04-2016, 20:30:03</strong>
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				Calista remained stock still as Jor worked on removing her dress. Inch by inch, her flawless flesh was revealed the onlooking crowd, some looked on with excitement at witnessing such a wonderful looking union. She couldn't resist exhaling a soft gasp of mild surprise and pleasure as he gripped her breasts, familiar hands knew how to expertly toy with them. <br><br>It made her grow only further moist with pleasure, her rear instinctively pressing against his cloth covered rear. Jor himself would have to remove every bit of clothing as well, symbolically showing that he was willing to be vulnerable to her just as she was to him. But for not, she allowed the clothes to separate the touch of their skin, savoring his experienced hands against her tender flesh.<br><br>"Mmm," she managed out in a moan, her body leaning against his chest as he toyed with her lovely breast. She could feel the heat of his hand as it moved between her warm thighs, her breath hitching as he began to toy with her damp sex. She squirmed, not in an attempt to get away, but because he was stroking her so intensely. Calista's legs trembled in reaction, stifling another moan of pleasure. <br><br>She followed his game, stroking her and rubbing her clit till she was so close to climaxing before he withdrew from touching her completely, leaving her sex quivering with need. Calista felt herself growing so wanton with pleasure she wasn't sure how long she could take his teasing. "By the gods Jor," she whispered harshly in desperation and with mirth. "You... mmmh... are so bad," she groaned sensually. <br><br>Her rear pressed firmly into his crotch, subtly rubbing against the familiar bulge. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>13-04-2016, 11:47:53</strong>
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				"You haven't seen anything yet, little wife." He purred in Calista's ear as the beautiful young Fae rubbed back against him in wanton need. Her body was dripping wet for all to see, her nipples hard ,her beautiful nudity observed and enjoyed by dozens. Jor could sense the anticipation thrumming through the ritual grounds of the open air temple of the Old Gods. He could smell their increasing lust, with men imagining taking this nubile beauty, and women imagining being in her place.<br><br>He still stood behind her, slightly to the side now, as he slowly undressed for all but her her to see. She was still forced to face away from him, after all, until he was completely nude and several women sighed enviously at his thick, long erection. He was the sum of male perfection, after all.<br><br>That is when he threaded his hand through her silver tresses and pulled her possessively towards the altar. He turned her around to face his full nudity, his body sculpted from marble muscles in deeply tanned skin, skin clinging to each muscle in high definition, and several tribal, draconian tattoos in black ink decorating his torso and arms.<br><br>He pushed her backwards, till she fell on top of the altar, her bum right at the edge as he forcibly parted her legs. He stood straight as she laid down on her back and he lined himself up.<br><br>"Everyone is going to hear you now... But remember, this is only the appetiser." He purred down at her devilishly, before he pushed forward. With a powerful thrust, mindless of her virginity, he tore into her, filling her completely, going as deep as he could, the bulbous tip of his head slamming into her cervix, while the thick, throbbing veins along his length rubbed against all the sensitive spots of her inner walls.<br><br>She was incredibly tight, as tight as her arse had been, but this was far hotter and wetter even. The blood of her torn virginity trickled and caused the altar stone to flash with magic, emitting more lust into anyone nearby, as Jor started thrusting into her with slow, but powerful thrusts meant to drive her wild, while he would not speed up, no matter what she said or did, until she would come to a climax almost agonisingly slow and intense.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon Scales and Fairy Wings (Covert Revulsion &amp; Arkaniel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>14-04-2016, 00:15:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His words made her shudder with heated anticipation. Calista couldn't resist grinning as she recalled what he said the night before had only been the appetizer, the beginning to hopefully a long an enjoyable sex life in marriage. She had to admit, she was relieved that she had not been forcibly married to an unattractive man, it made the sex that much more enjoyable to be doing it with Jor.<br><br>Calista's eyes stared off into the crowd before them as her husband undressed, eyes glazed with a look of unadulterated lust and desire to lose inhibition. She wouldn't be surprised if this simply turned into a massive orgy, everyone seemed to have their desires written all over their face. The fae knew it wouldn't come down to that, they were here to witness <em>their</em> union after all.<br><br>She was forced to the alter with Jor's rough hand, turned to face him. Calista's eyes roamed across his figure appreciatively, moving from head to toe. He was a marvelous sight to behold, she found herself growing more aroused with anticipation for what was to come. While he had her facing him, she couldn't resist touching his chest, running them from his pecs down to his abdomen.<br><br>Calista willingly fell back onto the alter, her legs parting with willingness and ease. Her eyes locked with his, gazing at him as he thrusted into her without regard to her virginity. She gasped in pain and discomfort, her hands gripping the alter tightly that her knuckles grew white. It was then that the two were bathed in a light only witnessed by those seated watching the new couple. <br><br>The fae grit her teeth a bit as he continued to thrust, not stopping his rhythmically slow and perfectly timed movements. She sighed with relief as the pain gave way, replaced with pleasure. Her breasts shuddered and moved under his powerful thrusts, moans replacing her quiet demeanor as Jor claimed what was now his. She arched her back slightly, her feet remaining propped up on the alter to not hinder Jor's movements. The walls of her sex clenched around him tightly, ridges attempting to milk the seed of his large member as he fucked her.
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