Shattered Virtue (One on One)
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				Title: <strong>Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 23:46:06</strong>
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				Holly walked slowly down the sidewalk, looking in the windows of the shops. Her strappy sandals made a light clicking noise as she leisurely walked. She loved these sandals. They laced up her shapely calf, almost like ballerina slippers. <br><br>Spying a lovely and very expensive dress she couldn’t afford, but would love to have, Holly stopped. It was a sudden stop and the pleated black skirt that hung to her mid-thigh flared a little, swishing about her legs. <br><br>She sighed wistfully as she looked at the red silk cocktail dress. It was something she would never have an opportunity to wear anyway, but it was so luscious, and adult. Sophisticated. Everything she felt she wasn’t. Holly glanced down at her simple white halter top. It was dreadfully boring compared to the dress. <br><br>Knowing she shouldn’t torture herself any longer, Holly continued her window shopping, gazing at the things she couldn’t buy. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 00:14:54</strong>
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				Ahhh...there she was.<br><br>Bune had been waiting for her to stroll by for the better part of the afternoon. He didn't know where she was coming from, or where she went afterwards, but she seemed to make a daily ritual of wandering down this very street. Over the past few days, he'd gotten quite a kick out of watching her windowshop, practically pressing her nose to the glass, eyes widening with excitement only to droop with bitter reality. It was kind of funnny.<br><br>Nice legs, too.<br><br>Bune had set himself up along her walking path today, leaning against a parking meter as he eyed her. The way he was dressed was quite distinct..a black fedora and black leather coat, a red scarf laying neatly over his shoulders. Not garish by any means, as he definitely wore it well. He was exceedingly handsome, appearing to be in his early-30s or so. Massively built, too: standing at close to 6'5, broad shoulders seeming to stretch the limits of his coat, and the leather did nothing to mask his thick arms. He exuded a natural charm - powerful pheremones, of course, that he could release at will.<br><br>Well, here she came..he'd picked her out. Time to meet her. <br><br>He gave her his best dimpled, movie star grin as he caught her eye. When he spoke, it was with a slight and unidentifiable accent. "Well, don't you just look like the unhappiest girl I've ever seen."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 03:25:40</strong>
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				Holly's slight frame jumped a bit. Her attention had been on the windows, and the things she wanted. When she turned, he was there. The first thing she noticed was the sheer overwhelming powerful size of him. His shoulders were immensely broad, and tall…so tall. She’d never seen anyone quite like him, anywhere. Just looking at him brought an unfamiliar clench in her lower belly. <br><br>Then he hit her with that smile…he should be in a magazine, or on TV…what was he doing here, and what was he doing talking to her? <br><br>Holly felt the crimson heat of a nervous blush creep over her skin. He was scary in his over-bearing form and attractiveness, and she was afraid to speak to him. Her manners were well ingrained in her though, and not wanting to be rude she forced her gaze to stay locked on his, and practically whispered a response. <br><br>&lt;purple&gt;”M-me?....no….I….no, I’m fine.”&lt;/purple&gt;<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 03:50:05</strong>
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				"C'mon, now." He tilted his head encouragingly, his smile positively disarming. A gloved finger slowly traced a line in the air, starting down the block where she'd come from to where she now stood. "You've been moping aaaaaall the way up the block."<br><br>Despite his powerful bulk, his face was positively kindly. "I know I'm probably being..weird. I just wanted to know what could possibly make a pretty girl like you so sad."<br><br>He slipped his hands back into his coat pockets, watching her with pale blue eyes. She was an adorable little thing; and so shy! He was growing more and more confident that he'd chosen well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 04:02:05</strong>
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				Holly felt the corners of her lips curl in a bit of a smile at his friendliness. And his eyes…so blue and pale and kind. She ducked her head, looking down at the ground as she dug at it with a toe of her sandal. Slowly she raised her gaze back to his from beneath her long lashes, biting her full lower lip. <br><br>”I wouldn’t say…that I was, um…exactly…sad….but….”<br><br>She popped one bare shoulder up in a slight shrug. <br><br>“It’s just…it’s no fun to shop when you can’t buy anything.”<br><br>Holly smiled a small bit, her eyes twinkling. This strange man was very appealing, and making her most comfortable with his easy manner. <br><br>“But it’s fun to dream.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 04:13:37</strong>
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				"Hm." With exaggerated drama, he put his elbow up on that parking meter, then leaned his head against his gloved fist in a thoughtful gesture. Apparently, his antics were very amusing to him, because his grin only widened to reveal perfect, white teeth.<br><br>He nodded as if he'd considered her statement and found it to be true. "You're right, of course." Bune sighed, never taking his eyes off of her. "Well, surely SOME of those dreams are about the handsome stranger swooping in out of nowhere to make everything better. At least, it always seems that way in the movies."<br><br>Broad shoulders bunched in a slight shrug, and he nodded his head to gesture towards that red cocktail dress she'd been eyeing, but soon his gaze swept over all the stores she's browsed. "Since I'm already being weird..and since you have just about the prettiest smile I've ever seen..would it be alright if I got you something? I don't think I can bear to imagine you being unhappy anymore today."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 05:12:45</strong>
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				No one had ever really talked to her this way. And who wore leather gloves anymore? This man was so terribly…interesting. Much more than any of the people around here. He looked like he must be….European.&nbsp; <br><br>Holly blushed deeper at his ‘handsome stranger’ comment. He certainly was handsome, and he was a stranger. When he told her she had a pretty smile her gaze dropped sheepishly, but a soft grin broke on her face. It sounded so sincere, and sweet, like he really meant it. <br><br>She bit her lip and tilted her head back up once more. She would love to have some of the pretty things in the window, but people didn’t just go out and offer things like that…did they? Maybe they did in whatever place he was from,&nbsp; and she just didn’t know it. <br><br>"I…I shouldn’t. It would be right…”<br><br>Holly took a deep breath, and then sighed softly. Her chest rose and fell lightly behind the thin fabric of the halter top. Due to the slight jiggle of flesh, and the open back of the halter, it was clear her young pert breasts were braless. <br><br>"I..I can’t really use any of that stuff anyway.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 05:22:24</strong>
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				He definitely noticed the situation under her halter top, and he sucked at his lip as he watched that adorable jiggle. Then he narrowed his eyes conspiratorially, taking a few steps closer. It was fairly obvious that she was into the idea of having him buy it for her..she just wanted to be pushed a liiiiitle bit more.<br><br>"Can't use it? I doubt that." His eyes roamed her face in an open appreciation of her beauty. "So where it to the bed. Or where it out of the store so I can enjoy you in." A teasing wink, then a gentle hand on her elbow as though nudging her towards the stores of her choice. "Get anything and everything you want. Don't even look at price tags. C'mon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 05:45:38</strong>
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				The way he looked at her face brought mixed emotions to her. She felt as if she were being appreciated like an exotic butterfly, but she wasn’t used to such scrutiny. Sure, she was used to boys and men looking at her, but hadn’t gotten used to the idea yet, having been such a late bloomer. She still couldn’t believe she was really that pretty…but this man looked at her as if she were a rare flower. <br><br>His gloved hand on her elbow made her jump again. It was soft but commanding, and she went where he directed her, not feeling she could protest any further, and not sure she wanted to. <br><br>The first store was one with shoes. So many different kinds of shoes and boots and sandals. Her sandals were nice, but they weren’t designer. Hers would fall apart by the end of the summer. Shoes like what were in this store were quality. She had an eye for designer things, just never the budget. <br><br>When they entered she stopped just inside, not daring to walk any further as if they would throw her out. Her dark eyes had widened and were jumping about. She couldn’t decide what she should look at. Everything was so beautiful. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 05:56:43</strong>
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				Her seeming hesitance brought a smile to his lips. She was absolutely perfect. He was already looking forward to all the fun they'd have together..<br><br>Bune gave her elbow a reassuring squeeze, leaning in to whisper to her, his lips brushing hotly against her outer ear. "Remember..aaanything you want. Nothing but smiles, right?"<br><br>His hand slid down her back, stroking up and down along that bare skin in a completely innocent, encouraging manner..but the texture of that delicate skin under his gloves was very, very enjoyable. He began to lead her around the store, each time he noticed something catching her eye, telling her to go ahead and try it on. It was very clear that Bune was willing to get her anything she wanted, and that money was no object.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 06:15:40</strong>
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				The feel of his lips tickling her ear, his hot breath dancing on her skin, sent a strange shiver through her. It didn’t feel like a chill from the air-conditioning, but she had shivered just the same. Holly was unsure of what prompted it…it was just a whisper. <br><br>His hand on her back had a similar effect. It felt soothing and wonderful, but at the same time gave her a touch of fear. It was a friendly touch, to match his friendly words and smile, but there was something…luxurious in it. An association of feeling that should not be there. <br><br>It did take encouragement, but eventually she did concede to get the ones she wanted. Her tastes were surprisingly discerning, and she left with three pairs, the only ones she really and truly wanted. There was a pair of very fine black knee high leather boots that zipped up the calf. A pair of beaded gold heeled sandals, and a simple pair of nude colored pumps. They were all finely made, and of classic lines. <br><br>When they left the store Holly stopped and turned to him slowly, her face very sheepish. She didn’t meet his eyes, but looked at the ground. Remembering that he wanted smiles, her eyes followed his tall form up to his stare, inadvertently taking in his form. Holly found his silhouette strangely appealing. <br><br>Once she had managed to meet his gaze once more, she spoke softly, smiling. <br><br>”Thank you…it’s not often, well, never…that I get to have things like this.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 06:25:32</strong>
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				For the most part, he stood by quietly, letting her pick out anything she liked, only speaking up when she showed hesitation about going ahead and letting him buy them.<br><br>When she'd gotten the shoes she wanted, they stepped out of the store, his hand again stroking at her bare back on the way out. Her sheepish smile was positively gorgeous, maybe moreso because she didn't seem to realize just how lovely she was.<br><br>He reached down, a gloved hand stroking her chin. He gave her that dimpled grin again, stepping a bit closer to her body. "Don't thank me yet..we're not done." He gestured towards that cocktail dress in the window a few stores down. "Mm..you're gonna look amazing. I can't even wait."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 06:41:52</strong>
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				Even in her naïve mind, Holly knew there was something scandalous about letting a handsome older man buy you things like <em>the dress</em>. But he was so reassuring, even as his touch was so…so disquieting. Such a simple thing like the glove stroking her bare skin, not even skin on skin, just the glove, made her heart skip a bit. And the way he stroked her chin was not at all like the way someone would hold the chin of a child. It was pleasant. Pleasant wasn’t the right word, but she wasn’t familiar enough with the sensations running through her to give them a proper name. <br><br>But when he stepped closer, and she could feel his body heat reaching for the bare skin of her arms, everything else paled. Her body responded in a way she could only describe as fear, almost panic. Her heart beat faster and her respiration increased. The knot in her belly grew and she felt her skin flushing. She guessed it was adrenalin, like the flight or fight response, but it made no sense to her that she should feel it now, here on the open street. <br><br>Without any further words, she gladly took a step away from his compelling presence, using the store as an excuse. <br><br>Once inside the store, she did not hesitate, but went strait for the red silk. She stood there for a moment and then reached out slowly to touch it, like it was smoke and it would dissipate. Reaching the fabric finally, she ran her hand over it. It felt smooth and cool on her skin, like water almost. <br><br>With a swallow she picked up her size from the rack. This dress was far beyond anything she had ever considered owning. It was very adult, and very sexy. Holly felt plain compared to the exquisiteness of the dress, but wasn’t going to give it up now that it might be hers. <br><br>She turned back to the man, realizing she didn’t know his name. They hadn’t exchanged them. <br><br>”You want me to wear it?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 06:56:08</strong>
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				He was incredibly turned on by the girl's almost terrified response to his touch, his tongue sticking out slightly between his teeth as he stared at her. He could almost smell the panicked confusion on her, and simply smiled wordlessly when she turned and entered the store. The little swish of her skirt revealed her thighs for the briefest moment. <br><br>He was growing a bit impatient for her..but the game was at least half the fun, wasn't it?<br><br>Bune was pleased to see that she'd become bold enough to march right up to the one she wanted without pussyfooting around. He grinned over his shoulder as he wandered a bit deeper, idly thumbing through a bin of exotic panties when she turned back around on him. He arched a brow in genuine surprise at her offer, though he had had every intention of bringing it up if she didn't.<br><br>He looked positively agog for a few moments, eyeing the gown appreciatively, then looking her over. "You'd do that for me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 07:11:22</strong>
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				Holly looked surprised at his question, and stammered out her response. . <br><br>“I…I thought that’s what you wanted. Y-you told me, um, not to thank you yet, that we weren’t done…you said, um, I was going to…”<br><br>She flushed and looked down at her feet suddenly. <br><br>“…to look amazing. And that you couldn’t wait."<br><br>Holly felt very foolish. She might have been able to just buy the dress and take it home and look at it. There was no way she was going to do it justice, and now that she had opened her big mouth, she was going to have to parade around in it, feeling like a little girl playing dress up. It was such a beautiful dress…she didn’t want to ruin the look of it, and spoil her vision of it. But she felt she owed him. Her voice was barely a whisper.<br><br>"I will, if you want me to."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 07:16:20</strong>
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				He bit his lip and stepped towards her, even closer than he had when he'd frightened her earlier. He leaned in a bit, studying her eyes as a gloved hand moved to caress her cheek tenderly again. The soft smile on his face made him look as though he was genuinely touched by her offer.<br><br>"You're gonna look SO amazing. And I really CAN'T wait." Gloved fingers tugged a few stray strands of hair behind her ear. "I wasn't sure you'd want to wear it for me, though. But I'd love it if you did."
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				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 07:37:32</strong>
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				<br>He was even closer than he had been before. She held her breath in fear of his unknown intention, and her nipple inexplicably hardened. Holly was ready to flee when she felt his touch.<br><br>The tender caress on her cheek was unexpected, and she felt her head turning a fraction of an inch into it, even as she told herself it was inappropriate, and she needed to return everything right now. She trembled lightly, goose-pimples rising to her skin, her heart pounding in her ears. <br><br>His voice was once again so soothing, and warm and friendly. And he oh so carefully tucked her hair away from her face. Everything about his demeanor was gentle and kind. Why did it raise so much fear inside of her? Was it just because of the unfamiliar and strange feelings he brought to her? The strange dichotomy of his powerful and commanding form against his gentle and tender demeanor?<br><br>It sounded as if he would not make her wear it, but she felt she had to, that she had no choice. Not because of some qualification he had placed on his generosity, but because her own ethics demanded it. He was spending thousands of dollars on her, and didn’t even know her name. <br><br>Without a word she stepped to the dressing room and shut the door. Once inside she realized her hands were shaking, but she did not delay or she might lose her nerve. She disrobed all but her pink lace panties, and held the exquisite dress up. With a deep breath she brought it over her head in a swift whoosh, and let the feather light fabric settle on her curves. <br><br>When the fabric stopped moving she felt practically nude the fabric was so light. She did not look in the mirror, not wanting to see it spoiled. Holly picked up her top and skirt, and the hanger the dress had been on. And slowly stepped out of the dressing room. <br><br>The neckline of the dress plunge almost to her waist in a luscious drape, the softly gathered fabric going round her neck in a halter style. The hem of the was cut on the bias, one side of the hem rising to above the knee, the other dropping to almost her ankle. Everything about the dress was soft and flowy and sat on her curves perfectly. The only thing maring the dress was the obvious line of her panties. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 07:47:26</strong>
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				He stood nearby, leaning on the counter as he waited for her to emerge. He'd already settled up while she'd been changing, not wanting the sight of him paying for it to ruin the moment for her.<br><br>And when she stepped out..he looked..stunned. She looked so much better than he'd even anticipated. His eyes moved down her body, licking his lips at that pantyline. He shook his head in amazement, grinning broadly as he stepped towards her, assuming from the tentative way she'd walked out of the dressing room that she hadn't even seen herself. <br><br>He gently grasped her wrist, leading her over to a full-length mirror. Then he moved behind her, hands on her hips as he stared at her reflection over her shoulder. "You look amazing. You really picked out a stunner. My God."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 08:06:58</strong>
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				The grasp on her wrist was gentle, and she let him lead her, not sure where they were going. He let go, and moved. She could feel him behind her before he ever touched her. He just emitted a tangible force, be it charisma or what, she could feel it. <br><br>But then she felt real contact, his hands found her hips. Another personal touch that should have been out of place, but brought anticipation rushing over her.&nbsp; She clasped her hands demurely in front of her, just below the waist as she looked at the floor. <br><br>His words pulled her eyes reluctantly upward. In the mirror she followed the length of her own form. The delicate feet still in the gold sandals, the slender ankles followed by shapely calves. The hint of her toned thighs below the skirt of the dress, the narrowness of her waits, to the flat stomach and midriff. Full breasts with cleavage screaming out the neckline of the dress. It was only when she spied the bare shoulders and her face that she fully accepted the figure was her. <br><br>Holly’s lips parted and she looked at herself in stunned silence for a very long moment. She looked…adult. She looked…pretty. The color was perfect on her, the dress was perfect on her. Feeling a touch of a lump in the throat she swallowed against it. There was a bit of a burn to her eyes as they threatened to tear, but she held that at bay, with difficulty. <br><br>Eventually her gaze moved to meet his in the mirror. It was made glaringly clear just how large and intimidating he was as he hovered behind her, gently holding her in place. He was extremely imposing. And yet, he still had the sweet tender voice, and gentle touch. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 08:25:07</strong>
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				He gave her hips a tender squeeze, eyeing her with sheer admiration. This was all going so much better than he could have expected. And the shy little girl had suddenly turned into a princess! He'd really outdone himself this time, which was saying something.<br><br>His eyes gleamed in the mirror as he leaned over, resting his head on her shoulder, turning his face to speak softly into her ear. "You look incredible. You don't know how happy I am that you stopped to talk to me."<br><br>Then he stood upright again, those hands on her hips slowly turning her around to face him, still standing close together. "Soo..I'm hoping you aren't in any big rush to go home just yet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 08:36:33</strong>
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				The gentle squeeze brought comfort with a tad of trepidation, but his head on her shoulder, so close to her ear, her breath hot and moist, gently blowing her hair against her cheek…there was a clench in her stomach that was not fear. It was followed by fluttering that was not completely nervousness. Goose-bumps dotted her skin. <br><br>She trembled at the sight of him leaning over in the mirror. What was she doing? This was immoral, accepting expensive gifts from older handsome strangers. Ones that could overpower her with one hand. Everything she had ever been taught had told her this was inappropriate. <br><br>Then she was facing him, her hand still clasped in front of her. She had to crane her long neck up to look at him. <br><br>“I don’t…I’m not sure if….wh-why?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 08:48:55</strong>
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				He couldn't help but chuckle at her nervous stammering, shaking his head slightly. He looked down at her with those appreciative, pale eyes, and the expression on his face made it clear that he thought his new friend was absolutely charming. And Bune honestly meant it, at the moment. He was sure she'd be his new favorite.<br><br>"I didn't mean..you know. I just thought maybe you wanted to go somewhere nice, show off a little." He stroked her chin teasingly. "You've been so nice to me today, though, I don't want to keep you if you DO need to go home."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 09:00:54</strong>
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				He was looking at her again like she was that butterfly, or that flower. The one’s that people press in books and keep forever. Her cheeks reddened again, but looking at him head on, and not seeing his form in the mirror behind her, made it easier to focus on the kindness of him. <br><br>“I don’t have to go home. I…I have time, if you really do want to...to spend time together.”<br><br>She smiled timidly. Somewhere nice. She wondered what that meant. <br><br>It occurred to her that he had started to say ‘I didn’t mean.’, and she wondered what he thought she thought he meant. Holly had merely been overwhelmed that he might want to spend more time with her. Maybe he was just lonely? But she didn't see how a handsome man like him could lack for company. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 09:11:50</strong>
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				Bune smiled, glancing down at the floor briefly as though flattered she would accept his invitation. His hand then slipped down to take hers, leading her towards the door and picking up her other bags along the way.<br><br>He led her out to the street, pausing for a moment to look around before his eyes fell on her again. "So what do you think? Dinner? Or maybe go someplace quiet and just talk for a while? I wouldn't mind getting to know you, just in case I never see you again." He said that last part with a teasing, dimpled smile, pairing it with a soft squeeze of her hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 09:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly felt very out of place as she stood in her expensive designer dress that revealed so much of her. She was now willing to admit she did look nice, but this called attention to her. Something she wasn’t prepared for. Much like she hadn’t been prepared for this man’s attention. <br><br>He was explaining he wanted dinner, or to talk. Something tugged at the back of her head, trying to get her attention. It was trying to tell her that this was not acceptable behavior. But his smile was so engaging. And coupled with the gentle squeeze on her hand, put her at a little more ease. <br><br>“I don’t know. I don’t really have much to talk about. Not anything that someone like you would, you know, find interesting.”<br><br>She smiled timidly. <br><br>“But…it’s up to you. You’ve been so generous.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 09:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked, squeezing her hand as he began to stroll slowly down the block. "Oh, someone like me, huh? Because obviously, I'm so incredibly fascinating." He chuckled at that, shaking his head. "Let me tell you a secret..running into you has been by far the most interesting thing thats happened to me in a looong time."<br><br>He realized of course that he didn't yet know her name..not that HE particularly cared, but maybe an innocent girl like her got off on being treated like a princess by a total stranger. So he decided to ignore the issue for the moment. <br><br>Bune smiled as a pair of boys her age practically snapped their necks checking her out. He wondered if she noticed. "And hey, you don't owe me anything..I think I'm having way more fun than you are anyway." Another playful wink. "But if you don't think you'd mind, I'd love to just..talk."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 21:18:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly was absorbed in the handsome stranger, in his charm and attractiveness and obvious power. Everyone else on the street disappeared, nothing outside of their bubble existed for her. <br><br>The bubble wasn’t completely comfortable, but it was exhilarating. Thoughts that couldn’t quite form images due to her lack of experience danced in the back of her head, thrilling her and frightening her a the same time. He was something out of a fairytale, but an authentic Grimm’s fairytale. <br><br>&lt;purple&gt;”Talking…alright.”&lt;/purple&gt;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 21:51:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He seemed to be walking aimlessly, as though simply enjoying her company and wanting to prolong it for as long as he could. He'd occasionally make a bit of small talk, but didn't say much. He squeezed her hand often, wanting to make her feel special. And she'd notice that no matter how many other beautiful women strolled past them, he never seemed to notice anyone but her.<br><br>There was a large park nearby, the kind with baseball fields and jogging lanes. Over the trees that decorated it, the sun was beginning to go down, casting the sky a deep purple color. He seemed to be guiding her in the towards the park. "I'm sorry, I'm not even keeping my promise, am I? I guess I don't really have much to say about myself, really. Nothing worth saying, in any case. How about you? Anything <em>shocking</em>?" He gave her a teasing grin; she sure didn't look like she'd have any shocking stories to tell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 22:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was kind of nice to just walk, and he wasn’t demanding much conversation from her. In the silence she tried to think of what she could tell him if he did want to talk. She was so young, and so boring. <br><br>Holly found it odd that he always looked at her. Several very attractive women went by, but his eyes never turned. His gaze sat on her body like a caress, light and friendly like the glove on her back had been, but much more personal and intimate than she was used to. <br><br>Finally he did what she had been waiting for him to do, and he started talking, asking her about himself. She didn’t expect for him to ask if there was anything shocking. Her face reddened and she shook her head quickly, her mane of hair bouncing. <br><br>”No, nothing shocking.”<br><br>He was going to want some kind of answer. <br><br>:”I…I’m a classically trained ballerina.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 22:29:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He arched a brow at that, seeming to be rather impressed by that fact. <em>Well, that might come in handy a little later.</em> "That's amazing," he said with another squeeze of her hand. "I could tell you were a talented girl when I first saw you." Of course, he refrained from commenting on how he could tell from her athletic thighs that she was some kind of dancer. But he didn't think the girl would handle that too comfortably.<br><br>His gloved hand left hers and moved to the small of her back, just above the swell of her rear. They were on the outskirts of the dark park now, walking along one of the paths. "This seems like as good a place as any to talk. Nice night, too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 23:05:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What she was too embarrassed to tell him, was that she really was talented, but no company would pick her up because she was built wrong. Her breasts were too large, and her buttocks too rounded. Despite her talent and well toned body, she didn’t look like a ballerina.<br><br>There was his hand again, only lower. Dangerously low. Goose-pimples rose on her skin and she felt a strange urge to run again, but was held by that soft contact. <br><br>The air was growing chilly, and she crossed her arms infront of her hardening nipples. Their shape was clear and visible under the thin silk, showing not only the hard nipples, but the puckering areolas as well. <br><br>“The night is pretty.”<br><br>She swallowed and started to grow a bit concerned. It was the evening, and she was walking in the park feeling practically naked with a man that had spent a lot of money on her. Where was his all leading. <br><br>“What else, um, did you want to know?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 00:00:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune's fingers on her back began to spread and retract slowly for a gently caress. He didn't seem to have any particular destination in mind. They walked past several open benches that would have been perfectly suitable for a nice conversation.<br><br>He looked at her out of the corner of his eyes, giving her a slightly impish grin. "Boyfriend?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 00:16:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The gloved fingers worked her skin. She wondered briefly again about the gloves, but the question rapidly disspeared from her mind when he asked his question. <br><br>"No...I've been on, you know, a couple of dates, but...not really, and no, no boyfriends."<br><br>Most of those dates had been doubles to appease a friend, and ended very simply. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 00:28:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled a little, casting a playfully suspicious eye on her. "You wouldn't be teasing an old guy, would you?" His hand continued to caress her back, fingers dipping just a hair lower, onto the top of those shifting cheeks. "I find it VERY hard to believe someone like you doesn't have a boyfriend. You're..very special. That's why I had to stop you when I saw how sad you were."<br><br>Bune then sighed..a big, exaggerated, longing sigh...but not so exaggerated that she would think he was being anything but sincere. They area they were wandering into was dimly lit, lined with thick trees, the handball courts close by. "I hope I made you happy today. You made me very happy by spending it with me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 02:23:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand, gloved or not, was dipping awfully low. Holly found herself walking a little faster, wanting to break the touch. But when he accused her of teasing him she forgot about that and looked at him with her dark eye wide. She listened as he went on and called himself old, and said she was special, and that he hoped he made her happy. Was he the one teasing her? Because he was lying. Her lower lip trembled as she felt emotions and old pain being drudged up. Her voice was barely more than a whisper as the tension finally broke something inside of her and she quietly spilled. <br><br>“I wouldn’t do that, tease you…and you’re not old…not really. And I’m not special. I’m just me. And I wasn’t pretty for a very long time, and no one would talk to me. That’s why I’ve never had a boyfriend. And I don’t know why you insist and trying to make me feel like I am.”<br><br>She looked down at the ground, trembling. <br><br>“And yes, you did make me happy, and not because of the things. But because you were nice to me. But you also make me very nervous. And I don’t know how I could have made you happy. I’ve barely spoken.”<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 02:59:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just your company..how happy you looked when you picked out those beautiful shoes, that dress..it made me really happy."<br><br>He was guiding her into a different area of the park, over the concrete parts. They seemed to be walking towards the handball courts. A ways away, their was a handful of kids playing basketball in the dark. "And honestly, all I'm trying to do is make you feel as special as I see you." He gave her that dimpled grin. "But I can stop if you hate it so much."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 05:11:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly relented, feeling guilty as they walked into the depths of the quiet and more secluded areas of the park. She shivered lightly in the cool of the air. <br><br>"No, you don't have to stop...I...I don't hate it."<br><br>She smiled bashfully, it brought on by that same dimpled grin of his that had coaxed her forward all day. <br><br>"I'm just...I'm not sure how to react."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 08:05:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head and smiled, stopping her in front of the high walls of the handball courts. He smiled, his hands moving up to her shoulders, then cupping her face, gloved fingers stroking her blushing cheeks softly. He was standing very close to her now, leaning in a bit, his breath warm on her face.<br><br>"You don't have to 'react'. Once you start realizing how beautiful..how sexy you are..your life will start to change for the better."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 18:39:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The overwhelming closeness of him, his form dwarfing her as he so tenderly cupped her face and stroked her cheeks, made her tremble. A rush of apprehension and exhilaration played through her, fighting for control. The clench in her belly was becoming all too familiar in his presence. <br><br>His breath on her face was very unsettling. For a moment she thought he might kiss her, but she quickly shoved that thought away. Her body trembled from the nearness of him, but she felt herself drawn forward by the cupping of her cheeks. <br><br>His words at first were a comfort, his soft sensual voice working its way into her. But at the word ‘sexy’, alarms went off. She started to pull away.<br><br>”Sexy?”’<br><br>If only she could be sexy. A part of her remembered the image of her in the dress, and realized she had looked sexy. Holly was completely unprepared to deal with it. That and the strange warmth that whispered to her from between her legs. But as quick as the warmth had been there, it was gone. <br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 19:51:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmhmm. Sexy." He leaned in a bit closer, his head tilting a bit as though he was about to kiss her. But he stopped before he reached her lips, his face remained dangerously close to her lips as he stared at her, pale blue eyes seeming to pierce straight through hers.<br><br>Those hands soon left her face, slipping slowly down her arms and coming to rest again on her hips. Gloved fingers tightened around her curves, massaging her flesh through her dress. His fingers shifted a little as they felt for those panties, and as his hand slipped a bit lower, he found her waistband through the red material and a smile slowly spread across his lips.<br><br>"You're a very sexy young woman."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 20:17:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>His eyes that she had found so kind were now more hypnotic. He was even closer, she could feel the heat of her lips close to hers even though they hadn’t met yet. Holly trembled harder, her lips parted and her breathing stronger. Her breasts rose and feel beneath her dress, each inhale bringing them dangerously close to touching his chest. <br><br>The hands that slid down her arms were hot, despite the gloves he wore. He left a trail of tingling fear as he moved across her skin.<br><br>“I…I think I…I should go now.”<br><br>His hands were gripping her hips in a very personal way, and she whimpered in both fear and at a brief pulse in her sex. <br><br>Shaking, she tried to take a step backward, her hands coming up to rest on his chest and try and softly push him away if she could. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 20:32:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shh. Not yet." Bune didn't budge under the soft pushing of her hands..he hardly seemed to notice it. His hands continued to finger her panty's waistband through her dress, his smile growing, his dimples taking on a slightly more sinister look despite those strikingly handsome features. He glanced over at those boys playing basketball 200 feet or so away, and could hear distant, idle chatter as a few more people took advantage of the park's walkways.<br><br>He looked back at her, his lips still tantalizing close to hers. One hand left her hip, removing his hat and placing it loosely on her head in an almost playful gesture before his gloved fingers went back to her body. Despite his chiseled, reasonably youthful appearance, his perfectly combed hair was utterly white.<br><br>"You're not supposed to wear this.." - his fingers indicated her panties - "..with a dress like this." And his fingers slid down the short distance to the hem of her dress. When those leather-clad hands began the trip back up, they were on her bare thighs, moving slowly up under the cocktail dress. He purred softly as he watched her, his hands continuing very, very slowly up until they were back on her hips. Fingers slid into the the waistband of her panties..and just as slowly as they'd moved up, his hands began to slip back down, tugging her panties down along with them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 23:39:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His face, the smile…it was different and sent a chill through her. She tried again to push him away, glancing furiously around. His hands were definitely in a place that was wrong, a place they shouldn’t be. It was through the fabric of the dress at least, but she knew it was inappropriate. This would be something a slut would do, letting a man feel her panties through her dress. <br><br>He took one hand away and for a split second she thought maybe he was going to let her go. Instead he took off his hat, plopping it on her head. The sight of his white hair unnerved her. It wasn’t the white of an old man, but it was snow white. The sight of his hair, with the semi-sinister grin, scared her. <br><br>Holly shuddered and writhed softly to try and get away.<br><br>“Please….”<br><br>His hands were moving under her skirt. She whimpered again in dismay and horror, and felt her nipple grow hard again. Holly told herself it was the cold air now floating up under her skirt. Though the cold had never made them ache this way. <br><br>Her eyes widened as she felt her panties being lowered. Her legs snapped together and her eyes filled with tears. She looked around. The boys, around her age, weren’t far away. What if they saw? What if they heard? She would be labeled easy and a slut. <br><br>Holly looked back again. <br><br>“Please don’t do this…let me go, you can have all the stuff back.”<br><br>Her thighs clamped together tighter, tighter against the ache growing between them. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>27-04-2006, 00:47:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tilted his head at that last remark, as if she'd just said it completely out of the blue. The quizzical look on his face would make it seem as though his hands were nothing untoward whatsoever.<br><br>"Take it back? I got that stuff for you, silly. Its yours." His voice was precisely that same as it had been during the entire time they'd been together, soothing and friendly. <br><br>Gloved fingers continued to slip her panties lower at a tantalizingly slow pace. They continued down until they rested around her knees. Then those hands began to gently caress their way back up her inner thighs, his sparkling blue eyes seemingly unable to pull away from her own for a peek. He whispered hotly against her mouth, the sounds of the others playing basketball growing a bit louder. "What color are they?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>27-04-2006, 03:00:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly felt completely powerless. The panties had been moved so low they could slip off at any moment. And now his hands…those gloved hands were inching higher and higher up the smooth creamy skin no one else had ever touch. She swallowed and wet her lips nervously, gasping out her answer, her breath popping across his lips like his had across hers. <br><br>“P-Pink.”<br><br>As scared as she was of this man, and what he was doing, she was scared the boys would hear more. The silk dress moved softly and silkily across her bare buttocks and thighs, and she willed for the boys to go away to go home. Of course they didn’t listen. <br><br>Holly clenched her knees together, the action pushing her soft thighs around her womanhood. There was an ache there that she had felt before, but never explored. This man was so handsome and strong and kind and at the same time now seemed a bit sinister and…odd…but his voice was so calming and soothing…his touch was gentle. <br><br>But she wasn’t supposed to do things like this. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>27-04-2006, 04:30:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pink," he repeated quitely, smiling. His lips were nuzzling softly against hers. "Thats a nice color."<br><br>If he heard the sounds of those nearby boys playing, he didn't show it. Though of course, he was well aware - and that was part of the reason he'd chosen this spot. A shy girl like her wouldn't cause a seen in front of total strangers, let alone people her own age..Bune was sure she'd be the type to be more worried about what they'd think, moreso even than her own safety. He'd been counting on that, and so far, so good.<br><br>He looked as though he was about to kiss her, his lips instead shifting to kiss softly at her chin, then move down her neck. Just as he was pressing his lips against her for the first time, his gloved hands found that virgin slit, caressing it as softly and absently as he'd done to her back earlier. <br><br>"Can I have them? Would your parents mind?" The words were whispered into her neck as his tongue began to slowly lick up along that hot skin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>27-04-2006, 06:56:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His lips tickling across hers made her tremble. The light touch was so intense and frightening. She braced for the kiss she suspected, wanting to turn and run, to break the spell, but she was held fast by her own fear of embarrassment. <br><br>His hand kept moving higher, and she moved of hers down to grab his wrist. At the feel of the power behind it she shuddered, there was no way she could be any physical match for him. But still she tried. Pushing on it futiley as it rose. <br><br>Now his lips were on her chin, and then her neck, and his finger was dipping into her forbidden regions. She had only rarely explored this place herself on a handful of occasions, and only in the shower under the guise of cleaning. And never had she let it go to a point of no return. <br><br>Now this man was touching her, threatening to delve deeper and find other treasure. Holly whimpered in dismay, almost a cry, but stayed quiet, her eyes fearfully darting over to the boys who were so close. Fright filled her, how far would this man go? How far would he push her? She was a good girl and needed to run away, but…he held her. <br><br>To her dismay her thighs parted slightly and her hips stirred a fraction of an inch. Quickly she clamped them back together and pushed on his wrist again, her eyes tearing. <br><br>“T-take them…take them now...and…and go.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 02:30:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tilted his head again, acting almost confused at her behavior. "Well, you can take them off if you'd like," he said, his tone sounding almost like 'I'm surprised at you!'. He leaned in a bit closer, pushing the strap of her gown aside just a hair to suck softly at the nape of her neck. "But I don't want to leave yet. I like being with you."<br><br>Bune let out a little growl against her skin, one of pleasure, as he felt her slender thighs begin to squeeze at his hand. He ignored her hand on his wrist, continuing to let his gloved fingers dance along her slit at that same soft, almost disinterested pace.<br><br>His face shifted again, resuming its position very close to hers, head still tilted as though he might kiss her at any moment. His eyes seemed almost colorless in the darkness, and he gave her a slight smile as her hips bucked almost inperceptibly for his fingers. "You seem to like being with me, too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 04:51:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly shook her head, her raven hair shining in the light and bouncing lightly. She gasped out a protest through her full lips. <br><br>”No, I don’t, I did earlier but…no…no I don’t like it.”<br><br>She kept her voice low, and it shook in dismay. The fact is that his mouth on the skin of her neck, lightly sucking, had felt much much better than it should have. It should have repulsed her. <br><br>”I…I don’t like what you're doing."<br><br>Those damn fingers in the leather glove. They were teasing, right on the edge of being there and not being there. The pressure was just enough to awaken her sex, but not enough to urge it on. She should have been glad of that, but the feeling, the ache, and the small barely perceptible throb in her pearl, all told another story. <br><br>Holly couldn’t understand how this was happening. She could feel the fright, the terror of what was happening, but she also felt her body’s response to it. She didn’t understand the dichotomy of it, but knew the consequences of giving in to the physical needs would be horrifying. <br><br>His breath on her lips was as teasing as the fingers on her sex. Part of her wanted that kiss and her lips parted for it even as her body shook in fear.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 05:40:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes you do." He spoke softly, not quite threateningly, more like a teacher correcting a student. His smile grew as he watched her, his lips only barely touching hers. He could see her mouth twitching slightly, expectantly. But he still wasn't ready to give her what she seemed to want to so badly.<br><br>Instead, those gloved fingers slid abruptly deeper between her lips, finding that hidden virgin clit. He gave it a few brief strokes, then let his fingers slip out to rub softly over her lips as they'd been doing for the past few minutes now. He could feel her warmth through that pristine leather.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 05:51:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wanted to protest further, but was afraid to speak. His lips hovered a hairs breadth away from hers, she could just feel them like a butterfly’s wing. His breath though was hot and fiery and danced on her skin, reminding her how dangerous this was. <br><br>Holly still had that hand on his wrist, but she could feel how useless it was. It was if he were made of granite. <br><br>The voices of the boys were so clear and close. She debated on running, but if she did her panties would fall, and they would see and know. <br><br>Suddenly she exclaimed loudly, her voice coming out in a half sob, half cry of desire. He had touched the already slick swollen clit. He brushed it again and she grit her teeth, grunting to be quiet. Her knees momentarily buckled, and it was surprisingly her hand on his wrist that kept her upright. <br><br>He stopped and went back to the other torture, leaving Holly burning with relief, desire, and panic.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 06:48:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune leaned his forehead against the brim of the hat he'd put on her head, the colorless eyes boring into hers, yet always with that friendly gleam in them. The gentle mannerisms of his face were in sharp contrast to what his hand was doing; he still looked to her as though they were doing nothing more risque than playing a friendly game of checkers.<br><br>He gave her a quiet purr as he let out that loud gasp. At least the girl's body was resisting her prudish desires to keep herself restrained. HE KNEW she was feeling good..and the fact that she fought so hard only made the game more interesting.<br><br>"Shhh, sweetie," he whispered quietly, as though worried that those close-by boys would hear them. He gave her a bigger smile, using all four fingers to rub firmly at her mosit slit, his other hand slowly pulling one strap of her gown over her shoulder. "They're gonna hear you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 07:11:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was using all four fingers now, rubbing her so gently. She could feel the pressure on her clit hidden beneath her tight folds. Holly swallowed hard against the ache that was starting to build in her sex. She has felt the ache before, but never what followed. <br><br>Now he was slipping that silky strap lower. The hand on his wrist flew up to grab it, the other one rose to clutch his arm for support. Her knees were shaking. <br><br>Holly looked into the eyes she had been looking at all day. They had seemed so friendly and kind, and they still did. But if they were, how could he be doing this to her? The longer she looked in his eyes, the less afraid she became. She was still embarrassed and concerned and worried this was something wrong and slutty…but the fear was leaving. <br><br>As the fear crept out of her, her thighs parted slightly and her soft pink tongue darted out to wet her lips. It was then that she realized her mistake. By looking at his friendly face it was so much harder to be good, to resist. She closed her eyes. But closing her eyes just made all of her other senses more intense. She could more clearly hear the soft sounds of his warm breath, smell his delicious cologne, and feel those fingers-touching her where she had longed to be touched but never let herself. <br><br>She snapped her eyes open. That wasn’t working either. She just had to flee, had to get away. But they were so close and they would know. They might even chase her down, and they would be MUCH worse than this man. <br><br>Holly whimpered softly, not knowing what to do to get away. Her eyes were drawn back to his, and then she forced them away, to rest on his broad shoulder. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 07:25:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune leaned forward, pretty much pinning her back against the handball wall. Gently, his other hand rose to push hers aside, then slipped her strap further, letting it fall to dangle harmlessly at her elbow. His eyes roamed that newly exposed flesh, pressing his lips against her to kiss softly along the length between her neck and shoulder. "You're really sweet."<br><br>Growing gradually louder was the moist sounds of her pussy being teased, those slick folds growing increasingly wet under his attention. He already knew that those brand-new leather gloves were ruined..a few hundred dollars down the drain, but so worth it. He was enjoying himself much more than expected.<br><br>He didn't let his expression change as he sucked softly at her shoulder, but he couldn't believe how wet she was. Normally, the nervous ones didn't get quite so into quite so quickly. But then again, he'd picked her out for a reason, right?<br><br>Just as abruptly as before, all of those thick fingers pushed into her lips to find her clit, stroking it wildly for a few long moments. Then he pulled them back again, his hand slipping up her pelvis to her stomach, spreading her warm juices in its wake.<br><br>"More, sweetie?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly felt the wall on her back, the thin silk did little to protect her skin from the cool surface.&nbsp; That way out was officially blocked now. She felt sandwiched between the wall behind her and the wall of the man in front of her. And he had her strap down again, it hung off her elbow and that side of her dress hung off of her full breast. Before she knew it his lips were on her flesh, warm and soothing, whispering along her skin like the silk did. She moaned in frustration. This was not supposed to happen. She was supposed to find a nice young man, and date, and then get married, and then all of these pleasures would be allowed. <br><br>No! Not pleasures. This wasn’t pleasure. What was she thinking. This was…horrible, and invasive, and violating, and---<br><br>His fingers were assaulting her sensitive and swollen clit at a firmer pressure and faster speed. Her knees almost buckled and she had to grab his shoulders for support. She bit her lip hard to keep from crying out as she so wanted to. The ache was intense, and small waves of pleasure pulsed over her with each stroke. She tasted blood in her mouth she had bitten her lip so hard. <br><br>Then it was gone again, he took them away and was providing her evidence of her body’s want by spreading her juices on her flat belly. She gasped and turned her head away in shame. <br><br>He asked her if she wanted more. She shook her head, but her hips stirred to the contrary, and her nipples poked out through the fabric of the dress, reaching for him. <br><br>“No…please stop, this isn’t right…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:55:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, sweetie, its alright. I don't mind."<br><br>Soon, those wet, gloved fingers were on her cheek, stroking her soothingly. He gave her shoulder another soft kiss, then turned her face towards his. His pale eyes moved to the spot of blood on her lip, and he stared at it almost hungrily. He breathed hard against her mouth before he suckled softly at her lower lip, tongue slipping out to lick away that warm red liquid.<br><br>One hand moved back between her thighs, focusing solely on her clit now with gentle, feather-like strokes. His other moved over the front of her dress, palm rubbing firmly up and down over the hard nipple that seemed to be begging for his attention.<br><br>"Really..its okay. I don't mind at all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 23:27:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>She could smell herself on his fingers, the sweet and musky smell that told more truth than her words did. She was ashamed of the evidence and tried to gently turn her head from it, but couldn’t. <br><br>His face moved away from her shoulder and she breathed a small sigh of relief even as he drew near. He stopped at the hair’s breadth from her lips he always had, but then he finished the journey, taking her plump lower lip in his mouth. <br><br>Holly whimpered again, a cheerless sound, but it carried with it the tone of desire. His tongue was like velvet as it slid along her lip. Her upper lip moved a fraction of an inch to rest on his. <br><br>His hands came alive again. Holly gripped tightly on his shoulders for fear she might just fall, and also to take comfort in some weird strange way. He was the one taking advantage of her, but he had also been exceedingly kind. She was thrown off balance by him, unsure exactly what kind of man he was. He had ignored her every plea, but called her by the tender little pet name of ‘sweetie’. <br><br>When she cried out this time, the sound was muffled by their lips. Hers hadn’t completely closed on his is a kiss, but they were close. Each stroke on her very sensitive clit took her closer to some sort of bridge. She could feel the tensing, feel the building. She knew clinically it would be an orgasm, but had never experienced one herself. The pit lay in front of her, scary and frightening.<br><br>The hand on her breast fed another need, and her nipple puckered even more at the attention. Little bolts of bliss shot from her nipple to her clit, over and over with each rub. <br><br>Why wouldn’t he leave her alone? Holly’s breaths came in little gasps now, each one in time to a stroke on her clit. She couldn’t be any louder or she would be caught. <br><br>With his mouth suckling her lip she couldn’t speak to protest, so she moved her hands to his chest, pushing him as hard as she could, even as her hips stirred to his touch.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 23:30:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could smell herself on his fingers, the sweet and musky smell that told more truth than her words did. She was ashamed of the evidence and tried to gently turn her head from it, but couldn’t. <br><br>His face moved away from her shoulder and she breathed a small sigh of relief even as he drew near. He stopped at the hair’s breadth from her lips he always had, but then he finished the journey, taking her plump lower lip in his mouth. <br><br>Holly whimpered again, a cheerless sound, but it carried with it the tone of desire. His tongue was like velvet as it slid along her lip. Her upper lip moved a fraction of an inch to rest on his. <br><br>His hands came alive again. Holly gripped tightly on his shoulders for fear she might just fall, and also to take comfort in some weird strange way. He was the one taking advantage of her, but he had also been exceedingly kind. She was thrown off balance by him, unsure exactly what kind of man he was. He had ignored her every plea, but called her by the tender little pet name of ‘sweetie’. <br><br>When she cried out this time, the sound was muffled by their lips. Hers hadn’t completely closed on his is a kiss, but they were close. Each stroke on her very sensitive clit took her closer to some sort of bridge. She could feel the tensing, feel the building. She knew clinically it would be an orgasm, but had never experienced one herself. The pit lay in front of her, scary and frightening.<br><br>The hand on her breast fed another need, and her nipple puckered even more at the attention. Little bolts of bliss shot from her nipple to her clit, over and over with each rub. <br><br>Why wouldn’t he leave her alone? Holly’s breaths came in little gasps now, each one in time to a stroke on her clit. She couldn’t be any louder or she would be caught. <br><br>With his mouth suckling her lip she couldn’t speak to protest, so she moved her hands to his chest, pushing him as hard as she could, even as her hips stirred to his touch.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2006, 00:52:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he felt her hands shoving at his chest, for the briefest moment, Bune was fed up. He pinched her nipple through her gown between thick knuckles, that hand at her pelvis shoving her back roughly against the handball wall. He pulled his lips off of hers but kept them close, staring at her with much more intensity in those faded blue eyes. He was stroking her clit wildly again, feeling her juices on his gloved fingers, her breath catching.<br><br>His hand was soon gone from her breast, the other abruptly pulled away from her heat. He leaned in a little, suddenly tonguing and&nbsp; sucking at that same hard nipple through the thin fabric of her new dress, the material barely clinging to her with the strap down. He pulled his gloves off, keeping her pinned with a broad shoulder, tossing that expensive leather to the ground.<br><br>Nearby, he could hear the sound of a basketball bouncing close, having escaped from the players, one of them calling out to the others as he chased it down. He grinned up at her as he licked over her nipple. The boy hadn't come quite close enough to catch them, but surely close enough to give the girl a nice scare.<br><br>Finally, his hand returned to her thighs, slowly moving up them, his seemingly talon-sharp nails caressing that soft skin gently. His other moved up to slip around her neck, and she'd see the briefest glimpse of his jet black nails. He stroked the back of her neck as his lips moved towards hers again. "Do you want to cum?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>29-04-2006, 02:15:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out again as he pinched her sensitive nipple, sending a thrill through her. The thrill lessened greatly the moment he slammed her up to the wall. Now the fear was back, and it blended with the desire in her loins to be a very intense cocktail of adrenalin. Things happened quickly, before she could even react. He was staring so intently, so intimidating in her eyes she did not cry out again, even as he stroked her wildly and pushed her ache forward to an almost painful level. Then he was tonguing her nipple, sucking at it through the silk fabric. <br><br>Her head lolled in a mixture of pleasure and panic. Something had raised the stakes and he was making it know he was definitely in charge. His large shoulder held her as he did something. Took off his gloves? Now it would be his skin on her skin. <br><br>To her dismay she heard one of the boys coming, preceded by the basketball. She looked in that direction her eyes wide, mentally begging him to not see, not tell, not get his friends. They wouldn’t help her, they would just expect their own time. The boy left and she trembled in relief. <br><br>Her head lolled back in time to see black fingernails at the end of his hands, and feel sharp nails on her thighs. It felt like he could tear her apart if he wanted too. Even through all of this, her sexed throbbed and ached for more, her breaths came in gasps, and her nipples were rock hard. <br><br>The torment was clear on her face. She didn’t know how to answer his question. Physically she wanted to come more than she had wanted anything in her life. She’d never been this hungry or thirsty or cold, she had never needed something physically so bad. Maybe if she did, he would leave her alone. Maybe if she did, he would go away. But she had always worked to be good, and not give in to the urges. She didn’t want to be wicked. <br><br>No matter how good it felt. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 21:45:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune smiled, clearly amused by the inner conflict that was playing out clearly on the girl's face. The depserate look in her eyes, the little whimpers, the all-too-obvious response of that innocent little pussy..she wanted it very, very much. Buit for the game to work..well, she had to say it.<br><br>He nuzzled her lips, and the delicate, affectionate look in his eyes would make it seem that she was the only girl in the world. He needed her. That look had never failed Bune before, and he was hoping it wouldn't now, either. He was beginning to like the idea of this girl giving him her innocence..rather than just <em>taking </em>it.<br><br>He gave her a brief, sensual kiss on the lips, his eyes never closing as he stared at her. His fingers were back on her chest, delicately peeling at that fabric, and revealing that breast that had been just barely covered for the past few minutes. He didn't look at it just yet, all his attention on her face.<br><br>His now-bare fingers were still working her clit, slowly and teasingly, not wanting to give her more until she said the words. "Honey..if you want to cum..you have to tell me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 23:52:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>His lips on hers again, with that look in his eyes...it made her knees shake and weaken almost as much as his hand on her sex, relentless in it’s attention. His lips were so sensual and soft, yet behind them there was a commanding presence she could not ignore. <br><br>Holly did want to cum. He was stroking her so slowly and teasingly, just enough to keep her from climaxing, and just enough to keep her ready to. Her hips stirred against her wishes again, seeking out what they needed whether she wanted them to or not. <br><br>A slow purring moan escaped her lips from deep in her chest. Her eyes closed languidly halfway, and she realized her breast was now bare. Dismay registered somewhere within her thoughts, but the desire was making her drunk. <br><br>Her gaze never left his, as the thoughts swirled inside of her head and through her body. Finally she could take the torture no more, and would live with the transgression of her momentary weakness. She would have to make amends, have to find some way to make herself good again, but right now she was consumed by lust. <br><br>Holly’s lips parted and she breathed one word to him. <br><br>"Please….”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 00:57:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, honey..." His words sounds almost like those of a proud father, even as his tongue licked lewdly up her neck to her ear. He sucked softly at her earlobe, rewarding her by stroking her clit wildly for a brief moment, pinching it between his knuckles before slowling his pace yet again.<br><br>Bune's lips again brushed against hers, looking as though he wanted desperately to kiss her, but something was stopping him. All an act, of course..this sweet young thing was already putty in his hands. She would almost certainly smell her sweet scent filling the air between them.<br><br>His eyes stared longingly into hers. His whisper was lustful, putting an almost surprised edge into his words. "You want me to make you cum, sweetie? Right here in the park, in front of all these boys?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 01:27:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His tongue slithered up her neck, making her shiver. Then his fingers were moving rapidly again and she braced, her shoulders pushed back into the wall and her hips instinctively moving forward. He was sucking softly on her earlobe, yet another entirely new sensation and she exhaled sharply and suddenly at the feeling. <br><br>The pinch of his knuckles made her body lurch towards his hand and her suck in air in a loud gasp, her bare breast jiggling in the semi darkness. It was slightly painful and erotic both, and it was enough to bring her to the edge of her first tremor. Her hand flew to his wrist again; accept this time instead of pushing him away, she was trying to draw it closer. Then he stopped and there was a sound in the back of her throat that almost sounded like a whine. <br><br><em>…Right here in the park, in front of all these boys…</em><br><br>Her eyes opened widened, almost fully again, as they wandered over to the group of young men that were so close, but far enough away they hadn’t noticed anything yet. For a moment she had actually forgotten about them. The realization of where she was flooded through her in a chill. What was she doing? But she was so close…<br><br>”I…”<br><br>The torment was clear again. Her words might not have answered him, but the pull of her hand did. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 01:45:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was practically panting into her mouth as their lips brushed against one another like feathers. He had to admit, the lustful look in his eyes wasn't an act at this point; he wanted her badly at this point, wanted desperately to watch her face as she came. And she was beautiful...Bune was actually considering that she might be someone worth revisiting.<br><br>His fingers had left her clit even as she gripped and tugged at his thick wrist, his fingers caressing the skin on either side of her slit, massaging her while at the same time cruelly teasing the quivering young girl.<br><br>But he wanted to hear her repeat everything he'd told her to say. About being in the park, about all those boys. The game was still on, after all.<br><br>Bune purred into her mouth again, his voice full of need despite his harsh words. "Fuckin' say it." His hungry eyes were roaming over her face. "Look at me and fuckin' <em>say it</em>." If she needed encouragement, she got in the form of another delicate caress over her throbbing clit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 02:02:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened again as he looked her in the eye and spoke on her lips. He wanted her to <em>say</em> it, and he was making it very clear she was going to say it. She had that rush of fear and apprehension, but he brushed her aching swollen clit again fulling her again with need. <br><br>Holly whimpered and gasped and moved her hips to his touch. Every part of her centered on the aching need in her sex. Her thighs were wet with the evidence of her want, she caught scent of her sweet musk on the breeze, and body shook. She couldn’t pretend she didn’t want it. But here, in front of the boys…and he wanted her to <em>say</em> it. <br><br>He was the one who had pulled her into this, made her want it, and now he wanted her to beg. Holly whimpered this time at the feeling of helplessness she felt. <br><br>Even as she whimpered she looked in his eyes. Her voice was a soft shaky whisper.&nbsp; <br><br>“I w-want….want you t-to…t-to…m-make me….”<br><br>She couldn’t say cum. It was too wicked.<br><br>“…right here….r-right here, in front of…of those boys.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 02:22:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good girl." He stroked her hair as he gazed back at her, rewarding her with a brief, gentle kiss. He smiled slightly, another almost paternal look of pride on his face. "You're a good girl."<br><br>What he didn't reward with, however, was the orgasm she was quivering for. He sighed against her lips, almost regretful. Suddenly, his hand seemed to be trying to escape that moist pussy, her hand being the only thing that kept him there. Of course, the massive Bune could break her grip easily, but was trying to trap the girl into feeling that SHE was now the one who wanted it more.<br><br>Bune shook his head again, staring into her eyes as he gave her another soft, tender kiss. His whisper was breathless. "No, sweetie, I can't..its too dirty..good girls shouldn't do things like this, all those boys watching..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 02:40:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her a sweet and gentle kiss, and told her she was a good girl. Holly actually relaxed a little, thinking he was pleased with her. Her eyes then blinked in a bit of confusion as she wondered why she would want to please him at all, what was going on with her. <br><br>But then he sighed, and it seemed as if he was trying to take his hand away. She looked at him almost pleadingly. The words he spoke actually caused her eyes to tear in frustration and confusion. Her hand gripped tighter on his wrist, and her hips stirred in overwhelming painful need. She was still gasping, her body still quivering, but she move and arm to cover her bare breast. <br><br>Holly’s eyes held his with a gaze of innocent bewilderment, edged with lust. Her voice was but a shaky whisper. <br><br>“B-but…they’re not watching…I thought…thought you wanted…wanted me to…to do that…”<br><br>Hadn't he been the one to force her up against the wall? To force his hand between her leg, and lick her hard nipple through her dress? Not long ago, hadnt' she begged him to leave? Holly knew she should be agreeing with him, pushing his hand away and taking what chance she could...but the want was so great she couldn't. It had to be fulfilled, and it was even more wicked for her to do it herself than to let him. <br><br>"...you...you made me say it..."<br><br>She looked at him with wide wanting eyes. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 02:50:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				God, he wanted her now. She was pleading with him to bring her to her first climax, and he bit his lip hard as he watched her. He gave her another quick and sloppy kiss, a black-nailed hand pushing her arm away from that bare breast to rub his palm roughly over that hard little nipplie.<br><br>He sighed again, letting her force his hand back onto that quivering pussy, sighing as though he was doing her a favor even though he shouldn't. He stared at her, his colorless eyes watching hers well up as he began to stroke her with that maddeningly slow touch again.<br><br>"Are you sure, sweetie..? Its so bad..so <em>dirty</em>. Everyone will know about you." He sucked softly at her chin, trying to talk her out of it even though those slick fingers on her clit would be impossible to resist. "Do you want to cum that badly?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 03:45:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly didn’t really resist when he pushed her arm to the side, knowing it meant he would pay attention to her tender erect nipple. She was becoming a slave to the physical pleasures he was making her feel. Still in her head she wouldn’t take credit for it. It was all his fault…wasn’t it?<br><br>He gave his hand back, but it was in that maddeningly teasing slow pace. The pace that was just making her suffer more, not feeding her hunger. If it was his entire fault, why was she pulling him closer, why were her body shivering and her hips pushing to his touch? Holly didn’t want to think about it. She just wanted to feel what she was so close to feeling, and then have it over. <br><br>She closed her eyes softly in shame at his words. It was bad, and dirty, but…it was too much. Holly just had to have the release. She’d been pushed so close, and the promise of the bliss she’d never felt before was too tempting to resist. She knew she was at the brink of not turning back, but could think of little else but his fingers on her slick clit, his palm on her nipple, and his hot wet mouth on her chin. <br><br>“No-no one…no one has to…to know…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 04:09:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her words, the way her body was begging for him..he can't remember the last time he'd been quite this turned on. There was no question about it now - once she'd given herself to him, he'd have her again and again. He had to.<br><br>"No one has to know," he repeated, still making it seem like she was talking him into it. "Please don't tell your parents...let them believe their little girl is still good." His voice was quiet, and when he finished speaking, he gave her a long, hard kiss, a passionate one, wondering if she'd ever kissed a boy before.<br><br>When he broke the kiss, he wiped his messy lips on her cheek, leaning back slightly. He looked over her body, still rubbing at her diamond-hard nipple, still not giving her quite what she wanted. His fingers continued that soft caress.<br><br>He looked her over, her panties still perched precariously around her knees. There was still one more thing he wanted from her.<br><br>Bune took her hand and moved it to the hem of her gown, nudging the fabric up only slightly before abandoning it. He stared down at her hand expectantly, licking his lips.<br><br>"Show me your pussy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 04:53:01</strong>
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				<em>…Please don’t tell your parents…let them believe their little girl is still good…</em><br><br>Those words only added to the guilt and shame she felt for her weakness. She couldn’t talk, just nodded her head softly, her eyes welling even fuller with tears. But she wouldn’t back down, she couldn’t, she was ready to collapse with need. <br><br>The passionate kiss caught her unexpected. She’d never had a real kiss, not one driven by lust and want and passion. In fact the only kisses she’d had were the light feather soft ones he’d given her as he held her to the wall.&nbsp; It made her dizzy. Her head pulled away at first. But after a moment of his luscious lips devouring hers, she was compelled to open her lips slightly. Holly was not to the point of kissing back yet, but receiving his kiss fed the burning ache.<br><br>The kiss done, he erotically wiped his lips on her cheek, leaving a moist strip that chilled in the night air. She shivered as yet another sensation was added to the myriad of physical pleasantries assaulting her. His hands were still moving, but not giving her the pace she needed. <br><br>Why was her moving her hand? She moaned in frustration as she realized he wouldn’t yet let her cum. Why was torturing her? He’d won, she’d given in and become dirty and wicked and yet he still wanted more. <br><br>His words were the most unexpected yet. Holly’s eyes widened again and her mouth dropped open. It was one thing to have him secretly touch her in…that place…and another to display herself openly and brazenly. <br><br>She was still breathing heavy, her shoulders against the wall, her hips thrust forward. <br><br>“I couldn’t…why?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 05:37:51</strong>
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				He smiled at her, nuzzling her neck before giving that delicate skin a firm bite. Her nipple was practically quivering under his hand, and the one still covered by her new dress was pressing hard against the fabric as though demanding its own share of the attention.<br><br>Bune had to be impressed that she was still maintaining a degree of that innocence, of common sense and resistance to her baser urges. But he knew that once he broke her..and he was close to doing just that..she'd likely be dirtier than she had every imagined possible.<br><br>He stroked tenderly at that wet spot on her cheek, smoothing their mingled saliva all over her face before lewdly licking it off. "Show me your pussy, sweetie. No one will ever know, I promise." Another brief kiss. "And not just a peek..let me really see it. Then I'll do anything you want me to do." He nuzzled her lips with his own. "Okay? Do that for me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 05:58:05</strong>
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				Holly nodded softly. The charming nuzzle followed by the firm bite on her neck, the tender stroke and then the lewdly luscious lick on her cheek, his lips dancing on hers…she couldn’t focused. He was sinister and sweet all at the same time and kept throwing her off balance. <br><br>And he was promising to do anything she wanted him to. She quivered and her clit continued to throb, a bolt of desire radiation from it at his words. Holly didn’t know what she wanted him to do, just his fingers…that’s all she knew. <br><br>He was promising not to tell, and if they were careful, no one would see, no one would have to know how weak and wicked and …dirty…she was. <br><br>Her hands tightened on the hem of her dress and she slowly gathered the fabric. Every inch it rose she felt another inch of air on her thighs. She was vividly aware of his eyes licking over her skin, and the boys so close. <br><br>Holly’s hand’s were shaking, but she continued, stopping with the hem barely covering her sex. She bit her lip and closed her eyes. It seemed a very long moment before she finally worked the courage up to move the last few inches of fabric out of the way, and expose her virgin sex to him, the night breeze very cool as it caressed the wetness on her thighs and lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 06:11:11</strong>
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				Bune chewed his lower lip when she finally nodded her assent, feeling his own arousal throb as her fingers began to lift that delicate fabric. He smiled softly, nuzzling her lips and whispering barely audible words about what a good girl she was.<br><br>Then he leaned back slightly, his hand still stroking her hair lovingly as his eyes wandered slowly down her body. When he finally caught his first glimpse of that hairless, glistening slit, he let out a loud, hungry growl. It took every ounce of his self control not to just shove her against the wall and rape her right there and then..but that would ruin the game. Can't have that.<br><br>He looked back up at her, licking his lips. His eyes looked reassuring as always, but with that hidden warning not to let her dress back down until it was made clear that she could. Slowly, he crouched down in front of her, hands moving her panties down until they were pooled around that expensive new shoes. He leaned in and pressed his lips against that smooth pelvis, loudly inhaling her sweet little scent. His tongue rolled up and down her skin, only barely grazing the top of her tight little slit before drifting upward again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 06:57:06</strong>
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				The growl sent apprehension tingling across her neck. There were things about him that were so very frightening, but the things he did to her body…and the way he had brushed her lips, and his hand had stroked her hair. <br><br>He’s eyes said it all. They were warm and reassuring but icy in their command of her. She was both drawn and frightened. The one thing that was clear was that he held power over her. <br><br>As he crouched in front of her she turned her head away, thinking he was just simply taking a closer look. As his eyes had instructed her, she gripped the hem of the gown tightly, to not let it fall as he lowered the panties she told him she could have. <br><br>Holly looked down at him sharply and gasped deeply when she felt his lips on her pelvis. This was not expected, not at all! And he was inhaling her...relishing her. She felt her neck and ears burn with a deep humiliated blush. He was licking her with his wet tongue. Her legs trembled as he moved around her pelvis. The man beneath her was dangerously close to her sex, and then suddenly there was a light lick at the very top of her slit. Even that little small bit of attention caused a new rush of ecstasy that almost brought her to her knees as she cried out louder than she should have. <br><br>She had to let go of her dress with one hand and place it on his shoulder, using him for support. The other still held the gown where he had insisted it stay. He couldn’t actually want to lick her there…she couldn’t actually let him…but oh how she needed him to do something. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 07:09:46</strong>
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				She would feel his hot breath as he panted hard against her pelvis, almost like an animal going for the kill. His hands moved up her inner thighs, spreading her legs further until those precious little panties were stretched to their limit around her ankles. Her little slit was gleaming as the moonlight caught the sheen of moisture.<br><br>He was muttering softly against her flesh, whispering softly about what a good girl's pussy she had. He continued to inhale, and when she cried out, he rewarded her by placing firm kisses along the entire length of her slit, his lips rubbing together to savor her juices before he licked his mouth clean.<br><br>She'd feel those hot, labored breaths on those slick lips now, his fingers inching back up her thighs towards her treasure. "Do you still want to cum, sweetheart?" His voice sounded unsure, as though he actually believed she may have changed her min. She wouldn't see the wolfish grin as he eyed her pussy, his face hidden under that raised skirt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 04:15:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly actually stepped out of her panties to spread her legs wider. She had only one thought now, and that was to release the pressure that had built so painfully in her sex. His breathing and soft kisses did nothing to deter her want, and everything to feed her need. <br><br>She whimpered as she leaned against him, that one diminutive hand on his shoulder supporting her. Her breast was still hanging free, swaying slightly in the moonlight, illuminated like it was a moon itself, the nipple a dark erect shadow on the surface. <br><br>Holly moaned and replied in a small whispering mantra to his question. <br><br>“Please please please….”<br><br>Her hips swiveled closer to him, begging for his fingers to finish the job they had started, not comprehending what his kisses could mean. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>03-05-2006, 00:56:32</strong>
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				He bit his lip as he looked down at those lovely, discarded panties, grinning to himself as he picked them up and shoved them in his pants pocket. A nice memento.<br><br>His fingers were back on her slit now, rolling it softly between his fingertips. He held it carefully, that pink flesh practically sparkling with the wetness of her arousal. He rubbed his fingers on eithers side of it, pinching it softly. She'd been kind enough to say "please", and he himself was feeling the need to make this adorable young thing cum.<br><br>Bune's tongue rubbed slowly against her clit at first, as though testing the flavor of it - though he already knew just how good that innocent pussy was. Just as suddenly, he began lashing at it with his tongue, slapping up and down at it as he held it pinched between his knuckles. In just those few moments, she grew immensely wetter, and he growled softly into her body.<br><br>With the massive Bune on his knees for her, head bobbing up and down under her dress, anyone looking would have a very clear idea what was going on on the handball court. As he continued to slap his tongue against her clit, he wondered if the girl enjoyed that fact as much as he did.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>03-05-2006, 04:03:41</strong>
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				<br>Finally he seemed to be ready to give her what she needed, what he had made her want so badly and then kept from her.&nbsp; He wasn’t asking her if she was sure she wanted it, he wasn’t debating any more. He was finally going to give her some relief before she burst. <br><br>His fingers found her first, sensuously rolling her slit, indirectly giving her oh se ready clit some gentle stimulation. She sighed in relief as she finally started to work her again, then inhaled sharply as his tongue reached for her virgin sex. <br><br>Oh so slowly he stroked her swollen aching clit with his hot velvety tongue, the he assaulted it forcefully with the same hot wet muscle. She grit her teeth to keep from crying out, the intense sensations pushing noise from deep within her. He was gripping her with his fingers, making her throbbing clit push out even further and mercilessly licking and beating against her clit. <br><br>Holly’s hand tightened on his shoulder, her fingers turning claw liked and her nails dug into him, barely perceptible through his jacket. Her hips moved faster and faster as she instinctively picked up the rhythm that would bring her to climax. The ache was building to a level she almost couldn’t bare and little small gasping cries accompanied each swivel of her her hips. She knew the boys were close, knew she needed to keep quiet, but felt helpless as she drenched his face with her pre-cum juices.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>03-05-2006, 04:35:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Again the basketball would bounce dangerously close, the sound echoing loudly in the empty park. The boys were all laughing and shouting, but Bune didn't know at what and couldn't care less. He knew his new friend might, though.<br><br>At the moment, he was more interested in just how incredibly wet she was. He could feel that sweet hunny messy his lips as he began to work her clit hungrily, purring against that throbbing nub as he sucked it hungrily into his mouth, milking it. His hand moves to the back of her knee, bending and lfting one leg to let her rest it over his massive shoulder. <br><br>He leaned back slightly to catch his breath, biting firmly into the silky skin of that raised thigh. Even as he took that brief break, her hips arched forward, her pussy eagerly looking for his lips. His hands slid up her body to grope her tits, one exposed, one still hidden beneath her dress. He squeezed at them as he began to lash wildly at her clit again. <br><br>He purred softly, his lips caressing her as he spoke just barely loud enough for her to hear. "Do you have any idea how <em>good </em>you taste. sweetheart?" And then his hot lips were wrapped around her clit again, sucking it hard into his mouth, tongue swirling desperately over it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 00:22:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There it was again, the noise of the basketball. Holly quieted her cries to very small whimpers in an effort to go unnoticed. He lifted her leg, placing it over his shoulder. This spread her even wider and she started to get worried the boy chasing the ball would be able to smell her instead of hear her. To her the scent was strong and appalling, giving testimony to her wickedness. But still she did not pull back, her hips pushed forward. <br><br>And then there was something else new. He sucked her small swollen clit into his mouth. It was all she could do to not scream, and had to hold her breath. The hand supporting her on his shoulder balled into a fist and pounded against him to release some of the suppressed passion. He pulled away from a breath just as she felt her first tremor. In frustration she thrust for his face, needing what he had been giving her, the orgasm painfully subsiding a bit again. <br><br>She barely heard his words as he reached for her breasts. Holly leaned forward into his grip, driven insane from the stop and go denial of her release. He took her back into his mouth and the frantic action of the swirling finally did it. <br><br>Holly almost collapsed as the waves of her first orgasm exploded from her sex, her small cunt contracting wildly and drenching him with more juice. She ground into his face, both hands coming to rest in his unnaturally white hair, gripping it and pulling him closer. Her weight fell into the hands on her breasts and the knee over his shoulder. Holly was biting her lip to blood again as she somehow found the strength and the will to stay mostly silent. Tears ran down her cheeks from the effort as wave after crashing wave of rapture racked her body. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 01:35:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he felt her body begin to shudder in the unmistakeable throes of an orgasm, he groaned into her slit, milking her clit hard and squeezing at her nipples to help bring her along. And she did..her orgasm was wild, thick, as though years of holding it back suddenly caused her to pour into his mouth as though the dam had just burst.<br><br>He continued to pleasure her as her body writhed aganst his mouth, his lips and tongue working her eagerly, wanting to taste every little droplet her body offered up to him. She really DID taste incredible. His only regret at the moment was that he couldn't see her face as the innocent young thing finally had her first orgasm.<br><br>Once her body stopped shuddering, he gave her pussy a little kiss, almost as a thank you. He caressed her dripping wet lips, then let his hands wander her thighs and over the front of her gown, spreading those juices over her body and onto the once-pristine fabric of her new dress. <br><br>He slowly stood up, his lips still glistening from her cum, traces on his chin and cheeks as well. He cupped her face with both sticky hands, shoving her back against the wall and kissing her deeply and hungrily, forcing her to taste herself. He broke the kiss but stayed close, staring hard at her, his chest heaving against that exposed nipple.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 02:16:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly trembled violently as her body recovered and he ran his hands over her sensitive flesh. He was smearing her juices all over her, reminding her of what a wicked girl she was, drenching her in her own scent. Even all over the beautiful dress that she had longed for. It was no longer so beautiful. <br><br>She felt weak, him supporting her more than her own strong dancer's legs. Never had she felt something so exquisite and wonderful. <em>that was it, no more </em> Holly could never do that again. No matter how much she wished to. She could be stronger than her desires. She was a good girl who did a bad thing. That's all. <br><br>As he rose her eyes followed him, half closed as she still trembled and her body recovered. He was drenched with her, and she tried to move away from it. But his wet slick hands found her cheeks, and he was moving to kiss her again. She grimaced but it was no use. <br><br>She hit the wall again and he was on her lips, kissing her deeply, her still exposed nipple grazing his torso. Holly whimpered as she was forces to kiss her juices from his lips, surprised at the sweet taste that should be more offensive than she found it. When he broke the kiss he found her gaze with that intense stare of his, hypnotizing her. She was powerless to look away or move.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 02:32:29</strong>
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				He stroked her hair soothingly as he watched her, again spreading what was left of her on his fingers into her soft locks. He was once more giving her that 'proud papa' smile. "You don't even know my name."<br><br>Not that he cared..but part of the fun was reminding her that she'd just gotten fingered, then orally pleasure and even given away her panties to someone who was a total stranger. They hadn't even exchanged names, as per Bune's personal rule for first timer. <br><br>As he remained quiet, simply staring at her for a few seemingly endless moments, he leaned in, her dress against raised slightly as he began to rub the rock-hard bulge in his pants against her quivering pussy. He could instantly feel her soak into those perfectly-pressed dressed pants, and he ground himself against her with slow, hard motions. Just in case she still wasn't quite sure what other pleasure existed for her to explore.<br><br>Then, just like that, he stopped. He leaned over to pick up his gloves, all but ignoring her as he slipped them onto those wet hands. Then he turned, not once looking back at her as he disappeared into the shadows of the park.<br><br>He'd see her again..she was too good to simply write off like he'd done to so many others. And her body was so willing to learn. The game was only beginning. Why rush?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 02:53:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was so comforting and sinister at the same time. His hair and black nails were unsettling, not to mention those eyes…so intense and piercing and actually handsome. He stroked her hair so lovingly, but was smearing her cum all over it. <br><br>And then he reminded her of what she had done with a total stranger. He may be looking at her proudly, but she felt an overwhelming sense of shame. Her eyes wanted to drop from his, but were held. He hadn’t given her permission to look away. And as he held her gaze he leaned into her and she felt his hard manhood rubbing against her still sensitive pussy, making her breath catch. The pleasure remained, and she could tell it could easily grow if he kept it up. Her hands braced on his forearms.<br><br>Suddenly she realized what it meant…was he…did he…not here, <em>that</em> she couldn’t do, not ever, not until she was married. What she had done had been wicked enough. But to do <em>that</em>? She started to panic. <br><br>And he stopped, not even looking at her. He just put his gloves on and left. <br><br>Holly sunk to the ground, her back sliding along the wall. A myriad of mixed emotions stormed through her. Regret, shame, desire, pleasure…she sat on the ground covered in her juices, one breast exposed, as she watched him until he disappeared. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 03:35:18</strong>
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				Bune had waited a week or so, though admittedly, it wasn't easy. He wanted her again very badly. But fun was fun, and impatience was a surefire way to spoil fun every time.<br><br>He'd toyed with the idea of going to her home..that was a delightful idea, and one he'd do soon enough. He'd even looked for her outside of school twice in the past week, but each time he had opten to simply follow from a safe distance and enjoy the view. The more he watched her it seemed, the more ideas sprung to mind on how to best toy with her. Her innocence was a gift he'd have her begging him to take soon enough.<br><br>Finally, even his patience wore out, and he had to see her again. A week was a perfect amount of time. She'd probably spend the first few days daydreaming about it; he could almost see the mix of arousal and disgust on her face as she thought about what they'd done out there in the park.<br><br>After that, he expected her to try and put it behind her, maybe even try and forget it ever happened.<br><br>About three hours into her shift, he walked into the storage office where she worked part time. He was dressed immaculately again. His suit was all black this time, his tie red, gloves white. Dress shoes were polished to sparkle. She sat behind the counter, and he never took his eyes off of her as he slowly stepped towards her, a slight smile on his face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 04:25:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly was leaning on the counter, her chin in her hand, reading a book. Her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she wore a blue button down uniform smock open over a simple pale yellow baby tee and a tight fitting denim skirt that she was starting to grown out of. Simple white sneakers completed her outfit.<br><br>When she heard the bell from the door opening she slipped a bookmark in her book and quickly hid it under the counter. She started to speak as she looked up.<br><br>&lt;purple&gt;”Welcome to Triple A storage, how can I--…”&lt;/purple&gt;<br><br>She froze when she saw him. It had been a week tonight since she had seen this man. He had almost started to become unreal as she tried to deal with what happened in the park. When she got him she’d had to sneak in through the kitchen and up the stairs before her parents found her. Immediately she had taken a shower to clean the cum off of her, but in the shower…things had still been so sensitive, and the memory so knew….well, she’d had two things to atone for. <br><br>The next couple of days she’d been a wreck, it had been all she could think about. Guilt and desire had dominated all of her thoughts. But the past couple of days she’d been able to mostly force it out of her mind. Mostly. And now here he was again, at her job. <br><br>"Y-you can’t be here.”<br><br>Her eyes were wide and she bit her lip, not knowing how to react to him. He was a stranger, but had been to intimate places on her. And she didn’t know his name. But now thanks to the nametag she wore, he knew hers. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 04:45:38</strong>
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				He couldn't help but smile - her expression was priceless. Did she really expect to never see him again? That he would just leave her alone? He wondered if she'd been hoping that would be the case. It didn't matter. He was in her life for as long as he wished it, like it or not.<br><br>Bune tilted his head at her statement, as though he couldn't understand why she would say something like that. He let a bit of fake disappointment creep into those pale blue eyes before letting them roam her body. That smock hid so many wonderful features.<br><br>"What do you mean? I thought we were friends. I wanted to see you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 04:57:48</strong>
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				Holly instantly felt guilty upon seeing the disappointment in his eyes and hearing his words. Her expression softened, though she still looked frightfully nervous. Her dark eyes seemed drawn to his pale ones though, no matter how anxious she was. <br><br>“Of course, I’m sorry. I just…”<br><br>She didn’t know what to do with her hands. She tried crossing her arms, clasping her hands in front of her, putting them in the pockets of her denim skirt, and eventually just clasped them together on the counter. <br><br>“This is just a surprise. I’m not supposed to have visitors.”<br><br>It almost seemed like some sort of dream, what had happened between them. But sitting at home in the back of her closet were the beautiful shoes she wouldn’t wear, and the dress that was no longer wearable. Those were real. And here he was in front of her. Also very real. <br><br>Holly’s eyes briefly left his to run over his large form, the form that had held her with his shoulder against the wall, the one who she’d had her leg thrown over, the want that had ground into her pussy with his swelling before walking away. She forced her eyes back to his, her breathing a bit erratic.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 05:15:35</strong>
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				Her apology brightened his face somewhat, and Bune reached out to comfort her with a delicate caress of her cheek. His gloves were softer this time, like delicate cotton. They seemed to match his hair perfectly - he wore no hat this time. "I'm glad. I've been so worried that you were angry with me about the dress..."<br><br>Bune didn't waste much time reminding her of their experience together, though it was clearly racing threw her mind. The quickening of her breath was proof enough of that.<br><br>He continued stroking her cheek, leaning even closer, only the barrier of the counter keeping his body seperated from hers. His eyes remained gently, but seemed to blaze under the surface as he stared at her. Before coming in, he hadn't bothered to check if her manager was there or not; he really didn't care. But her touch of nervousness was arousing, to say the least. Just like he remembered her. "I certainly don't want to see you get in any trouble, sweetheart."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 05:33:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>At the mention of the dress her gaze did fall. She of course hadn’t been angry at all. It had been him that had bought it in the first place. But she was…disappointed. It had been the first really nice thing she owned, and the first thing to really make her feel pretty. <br><br>Holly forced her eyes back to him and shrugged a little, her voice the same soft tone it always was. She didn’t want him to feel bad about it; he had spent so much money on her. That was her mistake. <br><br>”It was yours to ruin. I didn’t have it before, and I don’t have it now. Same difference.”<br><br>She actually liked the feel of his hand on her cheek, it brought her comfort. But it shouldn’t. He had her so confused. Had he forced her to do something when they were together? It felt that way at first…but she had begged him to finish. He was so large and commanding and yet tender and gentle. It sent anxious waves of nervousness through her. <br><br>When he said he didn’t want to get her in trouble she naively believed him, and once again felt guilty. <br><br>“It’s okay. Everyone is gone for the day but me.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 05:41:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned in a little closer, smiling as he stared down at those adorable, pouty lips. She really was a sweet kid. And that made the game all the more enjoyable.<br><br>Bune seemed pleased when she told him that any co-workers were gone for the day. He looked as though he would kiss her, his eyes longing. Then he leaned back. "Good. I have something for you." He smiled and slowly unbuttoned his jacket, reaching a gloved hand into his inside pocket.<br><br>"I'd wanted to replace your dress, but I thought you'd have more fun picking a new one out for yourself." He watched her as though hoping she'd agree, then slowly drew something out of his pocket, dangling it in front of her before laying a pair of black pabties on the counter, spreading them neatly. "I got you this for now."<br><br>It was a black thong, the front being almost perfectly see through. They were positively tiny.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 05:57:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he said he had something for her she couldn’t keep the curiosity from her face. Her eyebrows raised a fraction, and the corners of her full lips turned up slightly. No matter what may or may not have happened, no one had ever been this nice to her. <br><br>He pulled something from her pocket and said he’d wanted to replace her dress, or let her pick a new one. She knew she should pipe right up and say ‘no thank you’. That’s what a good girl would do. And she was a good girl had had just done one bad thing. Maybe two. But her eyes sparkled just a bit at the possibility. It was selfish and greedy to want material things, and to accept them from strangers, but…he really seemed to like to do it. <br><br>When he spread the panties on the counter her eyes were drawn to them. She blushed deep pink all through her neck and ears and across her cheeks. She remembered the way he had told her she’d been wearing the wrong kind of panties. These must be the right kind. What there was of them. She looked up at him, her face still towards the counter, making her gaze come to him through her long eyelashes.<br><br>“Thank you. You really are kind, but I don’t think they would fit me.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 06:02:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune chewed at his lower lip, feeling his arousal stiffen as he watched her blush. She seemed embarrassed by the gift, but she took it in stride. Had she been overly startled or even upset about it, he would have had to rethink his whole strategy, maybe even use force. That was no fun.<br><br>His gloved hand moved to her cheek to under her chin, cupping her adorable face and smiling at her. Every time he looked at her, he looked as though he'd never seen anyone so beautiful.<br><br>"You never know. Try them on." He smiled warmly, looking around at the corners of the room. "Is there a surveillance camera here or anything? You could do it right here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 06:17:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened again when he told her to try them on, and to do it right there. She swallowed forcefully against the anxiety. <br><br>“The cameras broken but…”<br><br>Her eyes darted about, even as he held her chin. <br><br>“I couldn’t do it <em>right here</em>…”<br><br>By him suggesting she do it right here, it took the concern over whether or not she should do it at all, and moved it to where she should do it. She should be protesting trying them on, instead she was protesting where. <br><br>And she did want a new dress. And if she wanted a new dress, she needed these panties, right? But she shouldn’t want a new dress, especially not from a stranger. Although he wasn’t exactly a stranger anymore. After <em>the thing </em> they had done, and where he had touched her, he wasn’t exactly a stranger. Except she still didn’t know his name. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 06:31:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune squeezed her jaw delicately, smiling as he leaned in again as though he would kiss her. Instead, he whispered quietly. "I <em>love </em>how shy you are. You're such a good girl."<br><br>Then he let his hand slip away from her, and before she could say another word, he was stepped around the counter. She looked remarkably sexy in that denim skirt, the snugness of it accentuating her toned rear and those athletic thighs. His hands moved to her hips as he stood behind her, his bulge only barely brushing against the sweet little ass.<br><br>His hands slowly slid down over her skirt, to her thighs. He caressed those slowly as they began to slip back up. "Do you want me to help you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 06:44:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She jumped and then shivered when she felt him behind her, his hands on her hips. That touch...it brought up so many feelings. Goose-bumps rose to her flesh. <br><br>But now that her skirt was moving up she felt panic, maybe edged with a little thrill she wanted to ignore. The memory of his fingers and mouth were rushing back to her.&nbsp; She couldn’t step forward to escape him, and backing up would only push her butt against his hips. His hands were on her sides, he could easily stop her that way. <br><br>Quickly she laid her small hands on top of his larger one, as if she could stop him. Her voice was urgent, but still little more than a whisper. <br><br>“No, no, wait…I-…I’ll do it.”<br><br>He just wanted to make sure they fit. What was so wrong with that? She didn't have to take her skirt off, she could just slip them on. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 06:48:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, honey. Of course." He said it good naturedly enough. Besides, watching would be fun, too.<br><br>Those big hands moved off her slowly, caressing the hand she'd placed on his. He moved to put his fingers on the edge of the counter on either side of her. He leaned back enough to give her just enough room to bend over freely and slip her panties off to put the new ones on. He smiled over her shoulder, licking his lips.<br><br>He leaned in slightly as he waited for her. His lips brushed softly against her ear, his voice soft. "Are the ones you're wearing now as adorable as the ones you gave me? I saved them, you know. As a memento."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 19:02:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><br>Her body relaxed when he gave her permission to do it herself, and she waited for him to retreat back to the other side of the counter. But he didn’t. Instead he captured her even more fully by spreading around her, his hands on the counter. His body moved back a bit to give her room, but he was still so close. <br><br>She could hear the subtle wet sound of his mouth moving, licking his lips. Then he was at her ear, leaving her trembling. The heat of his breath and the whisper of his lips on her ear did more to unsettle her than even his words. <br><br>Holly had no clue how to answer. She couldn’t really say yes or no without being trapped in admitting that one of her pairs of panties was adorable. And she couldn’t believe he had kept them. <br><br>Her hands went to the hem of her skirt and paused. This wasn’t going to turn into another last time, was it? Her heart beat a little faster at the thought, and she felt a twinge of desire in her loins at the same time she felt the twinge of fear in her gut. <br><br>No, surely he didn’t want that again. Not here, where she worked. <br><br>Slowly she reached under her skirt and slid down the bikini panties she wore. They were dark blue with pink horizontal pinstripes. Not sexy in her mind at all. Just…boring. Certainly not adorable.&nbsp; It seemed to take forever to get them down her legs, and she tried very hard to not bend forward. At least this way he couldn’t see her. Once they were off she stood there, not sure what to do with them. She couldn’t just put them on the counter. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 20:18:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite having her more or less pinned in place where she stood, Bune did nothing else. After whispering in her ear, he leaned back, content to watch. Her hands were practically shaking as she slipped them under her skirt, hardly bending over at all, he noted with a little smirk. And she did an admirable job of not flashing her bare ass at him.<br><br>Yet the whole thing was an enormous turn-on for him, watching the colorful panties she was removing being slid down those supple thighs and pulled off over her feet. He bit his lip as she stood there uncertain what exactly she would do with them.<br><br>Slowly, his gloved hand caressed down her arm to her wrist, gently stroking the delicate little hand with which she held her panties. He leaned in to only slightly rub his now rock-hard arousal over the back of her skirt, feeling those athletic cheeks trapped insdie. He&nbsp; nuzzled her ear from behind, stroking her hair. "Have you thought about me at all since that night?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 20:53:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Holly was glad he was behind her, and not able to see the expression on her face as he slid that large strong gloved hand down her arm. Her eyes fluttered closed and her full lips parted. He had such an effect on her, just from being close. He hadn’t really done anything or made any forceful move against her thus far today, and yet she still felt as if she was under his complete control. <br><br>His power intimidated her. She so wanted to stay a good girl, and yet here she was standing pantyless as he rubbed his hard manhood on her barely clothed ass. The blushed coursed over her skin, hot like a sunburn. She was embarrassed he would see the blush so clearly, her ponytail revealing her ear and neck to him even as he stood behind her. <br><br>At his question and the physical attention he brought with it, she could only gasp out an ashamed word. <br><br>"Yes.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 21:02:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Really? You have?" He sounded pleasantly surprised, although in truth there'd been no question that she would think about him a great deal..likely before trying to forget it ever happened. He rewarded her with a gentle kiss on her ear, his hand remaining on top of hers while his other slid down her other arm to her hip. He gave her a little squeeze, continuing to brush himself against her rear. Just enough to tease.<br><br>His breath was warm on her ear, his head nuzzling slightly as he inhaled the sweet scent that perfumed her hair. "Did you do anything bad when you thought about it?" His fingers began to stroke her hand delicately, reaching then to caress the panties she'd just removed. "Did you cum?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 21:11:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At his questions she quickly shook her head, and then realized that wasn’t true. After she had gotten home she had been in the shower and things were still so sensitive, and she’d already been bad for the day, so…she had thought of his lips and his tongue. And as she remembered the way he had licked her and sucked on her she had rubbed her slick clit until a second climax had made her fall to her knees in the shower, cupping her sex as it spasmed around her own fingers. <br><br>She knew she had to be truthful, she was always truthful, it was the right thing to do, kept her good. Holly stopped shaking her head and after a pause nodded very subtly. <br><br>"Just…just once.”<br><br>Her hand automatically opened to release the panties, as if he had controlled her mind to do so. She was burning with humiliation and shaking with nervousness as to where this could lead. But the increased respiration and her hardening nipples revealed another truth. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 21:16:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..that's good, honey. That's really good." He continued to nuzzle against her ear, his voice a husky whisper. He placed soft kisses along her cheek until he finally reached the corner of his mouth, leaning more closely against her, his arousal pressed more firmly against her rear. "You really are such a good girl."<br><br>He took those panties and layed them on the counter, spreading them out neatly in front of her beside the ones he had just brough her as if they were both on display. Then that hand went back to rest over hers again.<br><br>He placed a soft, sensual kiss on the corner of her lips, purring quietly. "Do you think you can show me what you did to make yourself cum?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 21:41:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly could feel his stiff cock pressing into her backside, slightly nestling in the cleft of her cheeks. She resisted the urge to bend forward, not understanding exactly where that urge was coming from, but knowing the feeling in her sex that was associated with it was not a good thing. <br><br>But the little kisses…those were okay, weren’t they? They weren’t even on her lips. But they did further that feeling…that feeling she shouldn’t be having. Holly wanted him to leave before things went further. Wanted him to go so badly, but at the same time her hips stirred back to brush his bulge just a tiny bit. <br><br>When he asked her to show him, her eyes opened in surprised and she was quick to answer, her soft voice still so low. <br><br>“Oh no…I-…I couldn’t. It was just once, and it was wrong and I didn’t do it again.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 21:48:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a soft, pleasured groan as she leaned back against him a little. His hand reflexively squeezed at her hip, giving another tiny kiss at the corner of her mouth. Even the quiet, delicate way she responded was getting him hot.<br><br>"No, baby," he whispered soothingly. "It's not wrong. You're such a good, sweet girl. I bet your mom and dad are so proud of you." He leaned in closer, those pale blue eyes exploring hers. "Being a little bad sometimes is your reward for being so good."<br><br>Bune purred again as he rubbed himself against her ass, his voice dropping even quieter. "Did it feel good? I remember when you came in my mouth..you could barely stand up afterwards. And you came so <em>hard</em>."<br><br>Another soft kiss. "Was it like that when you rubbed yourself?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 22:10:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His words confused her more, pushing her even more off guard. He was calling her a good girl even as he had spread her panties on the counter, calling attention to the fact her sex was bear and open to the air. He was calling her good as he rubbed up against her cheeks. His eyes found hers again as she was mesmerized. . <br><br>When he spoke of how hard she came, and reminded her of how she had come in his mouth, she trembled, the memory discomforting and thrilling. Never had she felt anything like that, so wicked and so wonderful. <br><br>“N-no…not so…so powerful.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 22:18:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..that's okay, sweetie." She had barely given him any details at all, but he loved hearing her talk about how she'd pleasured herself. He could picture that adorable face draped in exctasy, then blushing in incredible shame the moment it was over. It was a delicious thought. "I bet you looked just as adorable as you did when you came in the park."<br><br>He sucked softly at her cheek, grazing his teeth lightly over that delicate skin. The hand atop hers gently grasped her, leading her own hand to rest on the counter directly in front of her body.<br><br>"Just show me what you did. You don't have to be shy with me. I won't even be able to see what you're doing." His hand caressed her hip over that tight skirt, pressing himself firmly against her ass. "It'll be alright, I promise."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 22:36:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly whimpered softly as he sucked at her cheek. It was just a small subtle change from a kiss, but it was so much more…sensual. His teeth sent a shiver through her from the intense sensation of them dragging over her skin. She was grateful for the smock that hid her body’s most obvious reaction.&nbsp; <br><br>She leaned heavily on the hand he had placed on the counter, her fingers bent in a bit of a claw. To her dismay she could feel coolness on her nether lips, a sign the air was hitting moisture. Was she wet already? She hadn’t even touched herself, it wasn’t fair. <br><br>“I-…I can’t. What if, if someone comes in?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 22:54:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He groaned again, a sound of arousal, brushing her hair aside to nuzzle his lips over her dainty neck. He gave her a long, soft suckle,&nbsp; both hands now slipping down over her hips and past her skirt, caressing those silky thighs.<br><br>Bune loved the girl's attitude. Everything she said was intended to be resisting him, but every time she opened her mouth, she made it obvious that she was willing to do anything he asked.<br><br>"If someone came in? Mmm..wouldn't that be fun, sweetie?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 23:05:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly moaned softly, a desperate sound meant to convey her displeasure at what was happening to her. It came out sounded frustrated and wanting. The feel of his mouth on her neck again brought back memories of the night in the park, and she felt the hint of an ache starting. She didn’t want this to happen, not here and not now. <br><br>The hand not on the counter went down to grab the closest wrist on her thighs, knowing it would be futile, just as it had been before. He was her physical superior by hundreds of degrees. <br><br>Holly would be mortified is someone came in and knew what she was doing. They would look at her and see a wicked and bad girl, and might tell everyone. Then what would people say?<br><br>“No…they…they would know.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 23:11:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No one will know, sweetheart. No one will be able to see what you're doing behind the counter." He gave her neck another soft bite, then tongue at her earlobe in the slow, hungry way he'd done to her clit. Her body was practically trembling underneath his - which made for a nice sensation against his bulging crotch.<br><br>"Besides," he purred into her ear, squeezing at her thighs and ignoring her delicate hand on his wrist, "don't you remember how much you loved cumming in front of all those boys at the park? You almost passed out, it felt so good."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 23:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				No, no one would see, not if she stopped when they came in. His lips on her earlobe made her shudder strongly and move back against him. As he squeezed her thigh she reflexively squeezed is wrist with the one hand, and clawed at the counter with the other.<br><br>His statement brought quick words of protest to her full lips. <br><br>“N-no…I didn’t…they weren’t close…”<br><br>Holly didn’t know how to explain that she had simply been too deep in her pleasure to care if they were there or not. She had just needed release so badly their presence didn’t matter…wasn’t that it? And she couldn’t admit to this man, whose name she still did not know, that she had been so far crazed with lust she didn’t care. <br><br>Although there was a bit of a hidden appeal of being bad and no one knowing. It’s what had pulled her hands to her thighs the first couple of nights after their encounters. She had gotten into the college she wanted, and had received a scholarship. He parents were so proud. That night she wanted to badly to slip her fingers in her folds, but she had resisted. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 23:35:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's okay, sweetie, it doesn't matter." He could tell how aroused she was getitng - his lips, his contact, and whatever her thoughts were. She probably barely noticed her body was now rubbing back against his arousal of its one accord, his gloved fingers stroking softly along those supple thighs.<br><br>His voice was a quiet whisper again. "I know you won't tell me..because you're such a perfect little girl. But I know you loved cumming out there in the park, in your pretty new dress..then going home and giving mommy and daddy a kiss goodnight. And you were still their perfect girl. It felt good to be so bad, didn't it?"<br><br>His hands rose slowly, lifting the hem of her denim skirt about an inch, then stopping. "Its okay. No one will ever know. I just want to see you cum again. I promise it'll be our little secret."<br><br>Bune hand moved to grasp her wrist again, pulling it gently from the counter to rub it along the front of her skirt. "You're already wet, aren't you?" He said it as more of a statement of fact rather then a question.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 00:12:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded very slowly. The answers to all of his questions had been yes. He could always get the truth out of her, or maybe she just really wanted to tell him, wanted him to know so he wouldn’t stop. <br><br>And he was promising again it could be a secret. He kept the last secret, he didn’t lie about that. And he was promising know one would know, just like last time. And he knew she was a good girl, no matter what they did. He’d said so. And he said she deserved to be a little bad. Nobody ever told her she deserved anything. <br><br>Holly swallowed nervously and shook as her hand rubbed along the front of her skirt. He hips moved forward slightly to meet the caress, and her head lolled back to rest on his shoulder, her eyes closed and her neck bared to him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 00:22:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune let out a little moan as he watched her nod, her hand moving along the front of her skirt. Pale blue eyes sparkled as he watched her getting closer and closer to doing what he'd asked. They then shifted to her neck as she exposed it, stretching it as though she were offering it to him. That made him pant a little more quickly, leaning in to lick hungrily along that smooth skin, then graze his teeth over it.<br><br>"That's my good girl," he purred soothingly, sounding almost as though he were tucking a tired child into bed. One gloved hand slid up to stroke affectionately at her hair, letting her know that she'd always be a good girl to him - especially when she was bad.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 01:54:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His moans and growls did as much to push along her desire as his touch did. The dress wasn’t the only thing that made her feel beautiful. He did. And still she didn’t know his name, and wondered if she didn’t want to. <br><br>In answer to her request he found her neck with that lascivious tongue of his. The way he used it was so lewd, it left no question as to the fact that what they were doing was dirty. But he didn’t care, and he was convincing her not to care as well. She bit her lip and moaned lightly as he continued to pleasure her neck with his teeth and tongue. <br><br>She moved her hand lower, reaching for the hem of her skirt. The ache was growing and her hips were moving. It was inevitable, he was going to convince her to do it, and she wanted to. <br><br>Warily she opened her eyes to watch the door. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 02:06:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune's lips continued to glide hotly along her neck, eyes eagerly watching that hesitant hand of hers. As if to urge her long, he bit firmly into her neck, panting softly against her blushing skin and grinding himself along her rear. And he did all of it in a way that made him seem perfectly relaxed, as though he were in no rush at all.<br><br>The way her body squirmed and wriggled was driving him wild with lust, though, and it took every bit of self-control not to simply take her. Just as he had had to restrain himself in the park. Yet, right now, it would be so easy to simply bend her over the counter and do as he wished. He wondered if she would even resist.<br><br>His lips wandered over towards her shoulder, only to lick his way back up her neck, loving the taste of that clean skin. He was eyeing her as though he wanted to use his hidden claws to shread every piece of clothing off of her body. But as always, his voice was perfectly reassuring as he moaned into her neck.<br><br>"I'm here, baby. Its okay."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 02:59:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel his hot breath on the skin of her shoulder and neck, almost scalding with it’s intensity. The firm bite made her cry out, and her hand tightened on the hem of her skirt, her body shuddering for a moment. <br><br>Once she had recovered she moved beneath her skirt. It was too tight. She looked warily at the door again, as if someone were walking in this very instant. Her hips squirmed and writhed at the promise of what might come. <br><br>With his words Holly decided she couldn’t resist, open business or not and firmly grabbed both sides of her tight denim skirt, working it to just the top of her thighs. Her fingers slowly moved to the warmth between her legs, hesitating a moment before tentatively coming to rest on the soft lips. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 03:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune bite his lip as she tugged her skirt lower, gloved hands instantly slipping down to caress that exposed flesh. Now she was being REALLY bad, and her reward was another firm bite on that lovely neck.<br><br>He wasn't quite satisfied, though. As he stroked her hips, his fingers moved down over the back of her skirt, pawing at the swell of her rear. Soon, though, he found the zipper, pulling it down teasingly slow. When the zipper was about halfway down, it began to slip down her thighs..by the time he finished, it had crumbled down around her ankles.<br><br>Those cottony gloves ran hotly over her now-exposed has, squeezing those hot little cheeks hungrily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 04:29:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The second bite made her practically growl as he had several times the other night. It was just so...commanding. So desperate, like he had to have her, like she was some beautiful creature he couldn’t resist. Her breathing increased, her chest rising and falling softly. <br><br>He was pawing at her skirt and quickly she looked up again to the door again. He was trying to take her skirt off. That would leave her naked from the waist down. What if someone <i>did</i> come in? What if they needed a fax or something and she had to walk to the back room?<br><br>It was too late though, it crumpled at her ankles just as she went to grab for it. Holly bit her lip and cupped her sex modestly. She’d never actually been partly naked in front of him. She’d had the dress on before, even if he had been under it. <br><br>But then he was rubbing the cheeks of her butt, squeezing them. Holly had just expected to reach in her skirt, and let him stand behind her. She hadn’t expected him to be…involved. But his hands were so strong, and warm even through the gloves. Hesitantly she cupped her pussy, the middle finger gently testing between her lips. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 04:45:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune could almost feel the girl's silky cheeks blushing against the front of his pants..her entire body was burning hot now. Gloved hands squeezed at her agani, and he could tell by the sudden shudder in her body when her quivering fingers first began to explore her slit.<br><br>He was still nuzzling her neck, although dying for a peek of what he assumed would be a gorgeous ass. He gave it another firm squeeze though, and she'd only barely feel those sharp talons under the fabric as he nipped at her ear.<br><br>"When you're finished..you will you let me taste you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 04:54:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without the denim in the way, Holly could very clearly feel the bulge in the front of his pants. She moved her hips forward to break the contact remembering how he had ground into her pussy after she had come before. It had frightened her that he would want more, and now she was apprehensive he might want the same thing. That she wasn’t ready for. <br><br>He was still assaulting her neck, and then her ear, and her breathing grew even more labored. Her nipples were aching in her bra, and she longed to pinch them, as horrid and wicked as that would be. <br><br>Her middle finger slid into the spot it seemed to find naturally, right on the side of her swelling clit. She was already wet, and moved her finger in a tentative little circle. She had only done this once before and that had been after she was already close, the climax prior to it pushing her to want more. This was different. <br><br>She almost didn’t hear his words, but when she realized what he asked she turned crimson again. <br><br>“What…my…my fingers?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 05:02:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune smiled warmly at her, one hand moving up her back and to her jaw, gently turning her blushing face enough to allow him to look straight at her. In this position, with him pressing against her and leaning over her shoulder, it was plain to see the massive size difference between them.<br><br>He closed his eyes as he nuzzled her lips, looking as though it was the most pleasurable thing he'd ever felt. In response to her question, he nodded slowly, pale blue eyes boring into her again. "Your fingers..your perfect little pussy..your cum..I want to taste you. Will you let me?" His voice sounded almost like a desperate purr, his eyes needful.<br><br>His hand moved from her face to slip down over her apron, rubbing at one of her breasts through all of that material, teasing her before letting that hand fall away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 05:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Talking about what he wanted to taste gave her vivid flashbacks to his face buried under her skirt, and the way he had licked and sucked at her swollen clit. These images spurred her desire forward, a new bit of slickness joining and blending with the first. She nodded again slowly in response to his question. It was humiliating the way he wanted to feast on her juices, but she couldn’t deny him, not if she wanted to. <br><br>When he rubbed one of her breasts, Holly quickly swirled her finger around in a circle, brushing over her sensitive clit. Her body spasmed as a bolt of pleasure shot through her. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 05:47:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune kept his face on her cheek, making sure that she never took her eyes off of him as she began to work herself more eagerly. Fingers closed around that hidden nipple, pinching it. He was tempted to remove that apron as well..but he had to admit, there was something sexy about her wearing her shirt and work apron while being entirely bottomless.<br><br>His smiled when she nodded, leaning in closer, eyes piercing hers. A cotton-covered finger began dancing innocently up and down over the crack of her ass.<br><br>"Sweetheart..you have to be a good girl about it, okay?" He leaned in to give her lips a brief lick, then whispered against them. "You have to ask me to taste you when you cum. So be a good girl and ask nicely."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 20:44:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered several times as he pinched her hard nipple. Holly felt a new rush of wetness as her finger moved more firmly against her growing clit. She gently her index finger on one side of it, and her middle finger on the other, remembering the way he had pinched her. <br><br>He found her eyes again and held her spellbound. They were such a pale blue, but there lack of color only seemed to make them more intense. As he looked at her she could feel his gloved hand start to tickle along the crack of her ass…a very pleasant feeling in and of itself. Holly found as he held her eyes her fingers had to stop moving, as if it made it that much more real he was watching her, and she had to maintain some modesty. <br><br>And again his mouth was meeting hers, licking her in that wonderfully wicked manner of his. He wanted her to ask him. He would probably make her beg like he did last time. She didn’t want to do that and closed her eyes, moving her fingers to stimulate her swollen clit again. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 20:50:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled softly at her quiet resistance, giving her lips another little lick. Now that he saw that she was too bashful to rub off while he was watching her, it made him all the more interested in having her look at him while she did. He gave her liower lip a tiny bite, urging her to open her eyes and stare back into his while she pleasured herself.<br><br>"Don't be shy," he soothed against her lips. "You know you don't have to be shy with me. Just ask me to taste you, like I said, and when you're done..I promise to make you feel even better."<br><br>Bune took her body's signs..she seemed to be enjoying his caress over her rear. So his gloved finger edge just a fraction deeper between those tight cheeks, continuing to tease lightly up and down between them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 22:03:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bite did it’s job and her dark eyes opened to him. He captured her gaze again and held it tightly with those pale eyes of his. Her fingers stopped a moment and she moaned very softly in frustration. Her clit was throbbing lightly from her exploration. <br><br>He didn’t want her to be shy, but…she didn’t want him, or anyone, to think bad things about her. But he really seemed to want to hear those things. And didn’t she want him to approve? Her lips parted slightly and her fingers shook, wanting to continue. <br><br>“I….I want….”<br><br>She remembered his lips and his tongue assaulting her pussy, and how her leg had been thrown over his shoulder. Nothing had ever felt so good before. Holly shook at the memory, and her face reddened. <br><br>“I want you…to…”<br><br>He was promising to make her feel even better. He was making her feel very good right now just by stroking her cheeks. He was getting dangerously close to a place he shouldn’t, but for now it felt wonderful. <br><br>Holly’s breathing was heavy and her nipple begging for more attention. If she didn’t tell him what he wanted to hear, he would torture her more. <br><br>“…to taste me.”<br><br>Her fingers moved timidly as he held her gaze. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 22:19:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled softly, purring against her lips. He rewarded her in several way, hoping that she would understand that however bashful she was, around him..he WANTED her to be as bad she could.<br><br>He gave her nipple another pinch, then rubbed his finger to caress it through the layers she wore. His finger slid deeper between her cheeks, finding that tiny asshole, stroking her rim as softly and teasingly as he'd done to her clit. And another hungry lick at her neck, biting firmly at the moist trail he left behind on her flesh.<br><br>"You're so <em>good</em>, honey." He moaned against her skin, squeezing her nipple again. "I <em>love </em>when you say bad things." He stared hard into her eyes for emphasis as he spoke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 23:07:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was paying attention to her nipple again, wonderful attention that she needed so badly. Her back arched to push into his touch. And then she felt something else. It was an amazingly pleasant sensation but it was in a very forbidden place. Holly’ eyes widened and she tired to move her hips forward away from his touch. All that really did was clench her tight cheeks around his finger, but it was her first instinct. <br><br>And he was on her neck at the same time, biting and licking and making her shiver. Her fingers still worked, sending little pulses of bliss throughout her as she pleasured herself. <br><br>He called her good, even when she sad bad things. No, she was good because she said bad things. That confused her but pleased her at the same time. She wanted him to approve of her, and didn’t want him to stop teasing her nipple. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 17:30:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune continued to watch her, loving the expression on her face as he began to tease her from behind. The soft fabric of his glove pressed firmly against it, pressing it like a button as he rubbed over that tight rim.<br><br>He bit his lip, an aroused growl when she tightening her cheeks on his hand. Almost reflexively, his other hand squeezed hard around her breast, feeling it under her shirt and apron. He fondled it eagerly, using his grip on it to pull her body back against that finger.<br><br>He continued to watch her, a hungry look in his eyes, wanting to see if she tried to protest or ask for more. He could hear her finger at work now, soft, moist sounds coming from between her thighs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 17:42:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly whimpered and got a helpless look on her face when he pressed his finger firmer against her tight puckered hole. That was a bad place. That was beyond being wicked…that was being depraved. <br><br>She could feel his growl against her cheek, and feel the tightening of his hand on her breast. Those two things sent a jolt of arousal rushing through her sex, and for a moment her fingers worked even faster on her hard clit. <br><br>As he held her dark eyes with his pale ones she tried to plead with him. <br><br>“N-not there…that’s….please…not there.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 17:50:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled slightly, his finger innocently pressing more tightly against that little button, stroking it hotly for a few moments after she spoke. Bune nuzzled his nose and lips lovingly against her cheek. <br><br>"Not where, sweetheart?" His voice was a hushed whisper, and though he was obviously teasing her, he asked the question in a serious tone, as though he wouldn't know what she meant if she didn't make herself clear.<br><br>He was thoroughly enjoying the reactions her body was giving him, the way he seemed able to influence just how eagerly she stroked herself. His arousal felt like it would burst right out of those perfectly pressed pants, but he kept it away from her body for now. His finger was having too much fun..soon, the gloves would have to come off to make it even moreso.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 18:06:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly tried to move her hips forward, cheeks clenching again, to escape the sensations he was forcing on her. They felt far better than they were supposed to. It wasn’t fair that such bad things felt so good. Even as she tried to escape his finger, hers still swirled around her swollen clit, the ache growing tremendously, and with it the rate of her breathing. She was breathing very heavily now, her breast rising and falling in and out of his grip. <br><br>He wanted her to say it. Why did he always insist on that? Saying it made it even dirtier. Speaking it aloud was an admission of what she was doing. But if she wanted him to stop, she had to. Would he really stop? He never had before, why would this time be different. Still, she had to try. <br><br>“N-not…not my…”<br><br>She didn’t know how to say it, not without it sounding awfully depraved. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 18:16:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go ahead..no one will hear you. You can tell me."<br><br>He placed soft, almost affectionate kisses on her cheek as he whispered to her, his finger continuing to stroke her tight little asshole eagerly, making sure that the sensation was undeniable. She seemed to like it..he was going to enjoy finding out what other "awful" things could make this innocent little girl go wild.<br><br>His hand moved from her breast, white-clothed finger instead caressing over her stomach, seeming for a moment as though his hand would join hers between her thighs. But then it slipped back up, that delicate material moving up over her throat and chin to gently stroke her quivering lips as he watched her.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 19:17:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hand roaming her body was so teasing, moving down lower and lower. Her hips sought it with a swivel, but the he pulled it away to travel higher, to join his lips on her delicate face. It was so comforting as she manipulated herself and pushed her desire forward. Her body shook and shuddered as he surrounded her.<br><br>But the other hand was continuing to probe where she told herself she didn’t want it. It was relentless in it’s teasing torture. What kind of girl was she if she enjoyed it and let him continue. It was one thing to give in to natural urges…that just meant she was weak. But to let him do something so aberrant was just deviant.<br><br>She trembled against him and tried again to speak, her voice a husky whisper as he stroked her full lips. <br><br>“N-not my… my…”<br><br>She’d never even said the word as a cuss, let alone to describe that part of her, but she had not choice. <br><br>“…asshole.”<br><br>Even the word felt dirty and forbidden. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 19:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he nuzzled her, giving another of those delightful, yet almost beastial purrs. The sound came from low in his throat, and if it hadn't had that soft, aroused tone to it, it would have almost sounded like a wolf eyeing raw meat.<br><br>As soon as she said the word - and the way she said it was amazingly sexy and innocent at the same time - his finger pressed harded at that forbidden hole, as though he were trying to push himself inside. His gloved finger slipped just barely within that tiny rim, spreading it but pushing no further.<br><br>As always, his voice was encouraging quiet, almost as though it was coming from within her. Almost as though he were privy to her own thoughts, voicing her conscience.<br><br>"Do you like the way it feels when I touch your asshole? Don't lie..it's okay if you do.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 19:51:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His growl rumbled against her, deep and low, sending a small bit of apprehension through her. But it was clear it was a pleased growl, and not one to threaten. It was just so…bestial. She hadn’t realized men made that noise, but she hadn’t been around other men like this to know. <br><br>As soon as she had breathed out the word he pressed harder, and her eyes widened in alarm with the pleasure that ran through her. It was as if he wanted inside her. She shook with the forbidden thought and feeling, and her body jerked forward into his grip, trying to escape the offending digit. <br><br>He wanted to know if it felt good, and was telling her not to lie. She couldn’t lie if she wanted to, not to those pale blue eyes. But she couldn’t admit to it either could she. Holly simply held his gaze, her eyes helplessly filled with lust, her clit throbbing and nipple aching, and her breathing heavy and labored. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 19:57:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune pressed his lips firmly against her cheek, watching her eyes. <br><br>"Do you want me to play with your asshole?" The question changed to a more honest one, his voice quiet - almost threatening. But threatening what? To get physical with her? To take away all the wonderful things he was doing to her innocent body.<br><br>His finger left that quivering hole for a moment, then returned to again press himself just barely inside of it. He continued to caress her mouth, tracing her lips as though they were a work of art to savored. He waited for her, clearly expecting an answer this time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 20:07:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The answer to that question was complicated. It felt wickedly wonderful but was so very wrong and forbidden. All she knew is she <em>had</em> to answer him. There wasn’t a choice in the matter. His gaze and the tone of his voice commanded her. <br><br>“It’s…it’s unnatural…”<br><br>She wasn’t denying she found it pleasurable, but wasn’t admitting to it either. Holly both wanted him to stop, and didn’t. When he pressed again she shivered and rubbed her swollen clit faster. Holly could feel that the ache was approaching the edge of climax and her hips stirred and her legs shook. She breathed heavily and the lips he was so tenderly stroking swelled even fuller. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 20:16:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sweetheart..." He bit softly into her cheek, being tender with her again - but his hand suddenly whirled down to her wrist, pulling it away from that hot little pussy, leaving her fingers just out of reach of herself. His grip was like steel; she wouldn't be able to move her hand back unless he allowed it. And obviously, that meant she had to do what he wanted.<br><br>His tongue slid moistly towards her ear, tracing along the outside of it before biting firmly into her earlobe. His hand on her wrist wasn't painful, but his grip was unbreakable, keeping her from the satisfaction she'd gotten so close to. His finger continued to press just inside the rim of that tight little hole, but he was no longer teasing it.<br><br>"Do you <em>want </em>me to play with your asshole?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 20:28:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly cried out in surprise at his sudden movement. He had taken her hand away, the hand he had convinced her to place in her pussy in the first place. Like last time it was as if he were made of concrete, and she couldn’t move his hand, or hers, no matter how hard she tried. <br><br>Holly had been getting so close to that glorious release, and she quivered in anticipation of it. Just another minute of play and she would have achieved it, especially with his kisses and licks and bites and his hand on her breast. She could be a good girl everywhere else, but she deserved a little bad he’d said. <br><br>But as bad as he was attempting? He was pressing harder, the feeling a bit painful but extremely intense as well. Somehow the pain only made it more desirable, like the pain was testament to how forbidden it really was. She moved her hips forward again in attempt to escape it, and in attempt to reach her fingers. <br><br>“I...I…”<br><br>Could she admit it? Maybe just to him? He promised not to tell, and he had promised something glorious if she made herself cum. But he wouldn’t let her cum unless she admitted what she wanted. She moaned in pouty frustration.<br><br>Her body trembled and she gasped out her shaky answer. <br><br>“…y-yes.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 20:38:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His lips slid back out to find hers, kissing her softly but hungrily. His eyes never closed as they kissed, always watching hers. <br><br>Despite her admission, he still wouldn't release her hand, or tease her from behind, or do any of the things her body was quivering for at the moment. <br><br>He let her hand get closer to that wanting slit, just close enough to barely touch it. But he let it go no further just yet.<br><br>"'Yes' what, hunny?" His voice was encouraging, again taking that gentle, fatherly tone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 20:45:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Holly whimpered and pleaded with her look, her gaze unable to leave his. Her lips were starting to softly move back against his, ever so subtly, with his kisses. <br><br>Her breathing increased and her eyes took on a desperate look as he allowed her hand closer to her aching sex. Her hips pushed forward, but she couldn’t quite reach for anything more than a whisper soft teasing touch. She swallowed and started to speak. <br><br>“yes I...I…”<br><br>Her hips now moved back just a bit, searching for his finger, for something, anything to please her. <br><br>“I want you...you to…”<br><br>Her breathing was ragged and she quivered in his grasp. Finally she spit it all out, like a damn had broken. <br><br>“…to touch my asshole, please touch it…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 20:58:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moaned hungrily into her kisses as she stammered out her honest desires, freeing her wrist the moment she finished speaking. He was kissing her hotly, his words an almost breathless whisper into her mouth. "You're a good girl, honey..you're such a good girl.."<br><br>His hand that released her wrist was back on her face, turning her into a hot, sloppy, passionate kiss. Bune honestly couldn't remember the last time he'd wanted someone as badly as he wanted her right now. His finger was now pumping into her asshole, not deeply, just barely inside of her as she squeezed around that soft cotton.<br><br>Then, abruptly, his finger was gone, and so were his lips. He was behind her again, this time slowly dropping into a crouch. Both gloved hands caressed those silky, blushing cheeks. He spread them, gazing at that tight little asshole for a moment. Then he moved closer, giving it a long, hot lick.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 21:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly’s hand flew to her aching pussy, rubbing madly with three fingers, spreading the dripping juices over her clit. She could smell her arousal float up around them, blending with the scent of his expensive cologne as he kissed her and spoke to her lips. <br><br>He turned her head and gave her a real kiss and she responded to it, eagerly accepting it and opening her mouth by instinct. His finger moved more aggressively as they kissed, and her hips rocked between her fingers and his. Not that she had admitted her want she was free to enjoy it for the moment. <br><br>And then he stopped all attentions. She whimpered and moaned and kept stimulating herself as he moved behind her. Holly was so close to exploding, to having her third climax ever, the second by her own hand. She didn’t know where he had gone, other than behind her, until she felt his hands on her cheeks, caressing them, kneading them…spreading them. <br><br>The hot slick tongue caught her off guard and she jumped forward and cried out. It had felt wonderful, but how could he do such a thing? But the throbbing and pulsing in her cunt wouldn’t let her stop and protest. She wanted that stimulation and wanted that attention. She moved her ass back to his face and leaned forward to support herself on the counter, breathing heavily. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 21:22:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand slid up her back, bending her over the counter more fully as she offered her ass to him. Then both hands were back on her rear, squeezing her cheeks as he buried his face between them.<br><br>He was panting softly as he gave her little asshole soft, wet kisses. Then he began licking lewdly at it, rubbing his moist tongue over her rim. So close to her pussy, he could smell her thick arousal, hear her fingers working herself wildly, her body quaking at all the wonderful attention she was receiving.<br><br>Bune wanted to give her still more. His hands slid up her hips, under her shirt. Gloved fingers popped the cups of her bra up over her breasts and immediately began squeezing at those warm mounds, giving her rock-hard nipples the caresses they ached for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 21:38:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly bent forward further as his hand commanded her to. She bent until her face was pressed against the counter, her breasts hanging heavy behind it. <br><br>He was working her ass furiously, and she ground against him. It was so vulgar and so immoral, and she felt completely sinful. She would have strong penance to make from now on, but the first tremors were so close. She could feel the tightening of her sex and lower belly, and her little pink asshole tightened as well around his velvet tongue. <br><br>Holly pinched her clit lightly as he had done and almost dropped to her knees. She was so close and went back to stroking her nub heatedly. When his hand found her breast she cried out softly and almost fell again. She was crying out softly with every breath now, perched on the edge of bliss. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 21:46:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was moaning into her asshole, those bestial growls reverberating through her body. Even his tongue seemed almost animalistic now; she couldn't see it, but it was longer, thicker, dripping wet as it lashed at her. Gloved hands squeezed her cheeks hard as his face burrowed between them, pressing them against his cheeks as he continued to pleasure that once-innocent little hole.<br><br>Each time he felt her legs wavering, seeming as though she would collapse, he gave her a brief, almost rough shove to keep her bent over the counter. He wasn't about to have his little feast interrupted. As her moans grew louder, he seemed to almost be trying to push that slick tongue inside of her, firming it slightly as he pushed the tip just beyond that snug threshold.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 21:55:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate cried out sharply with his shoves, no longer caring who might hear or come in at any moment. She was consumed by the tongue probing her ass and the fingers she worked over her clit. It was not long before it happened. With a violent burst she came, juices running over her thighs and fingers as she collapsed on his face in a glorious contraction of ecstasy. <br><br>She yelled out loudly, there were no parents downstairs or boys at the basketball court. She let out all of her animalistic pleasure verbally as she quivered and quaked and withstood the almost painful waves of rapture that coursed through her. She breathed heavily on the counter, saliva dripping from her lips to he smooth surface. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 22:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That thick, probing tongue had pushed deep into that tiny asshole, practically soaking that tight canal with the juices of his hungry tongue. He moaned hungrily into her body as he felt her cum wildly, her body threatening to collapse again, all of her weight pressing back against his face. He squeezed her ass as she slumped against the counter, slowly pulling his tongue out of her and leaning back to stare at those cum-covered thighs.<br><br>His head moved between her thighs, kissing some of that sweet cream off of her flesh. He reached up to grasp her wrist, staring at those slick, glistening fingers as though waiting for her to feed him. "Now ask me to taste you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 00:41:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Holly’s body continued to tremor violently as she lay gasping on the counter, her eyes closing as he kissed the juices from her sensitive thighs. Her fingers stayed pressed against her quivering cunt as the contractions faded slowly away. Each breath brough a small whimpering sigh with it. <br><br>And then he took her hand away again, leaving her pussy alone in its aftershocks. Her ragged breathing stopped for a moment in alarm as she wondered what she did, or what he was going to do. <br><br>At his request she didn’t have the strength to resists. She could barely stand, let alone try and get out of it. Eyes still closed, breasts still hanging free, she whispered a mantra over and over.&nbsp; <br><br>“taste me taste me please taste me”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 00:47:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grasped her trembling wrist firmly, tugging it back between her spread thighs and into his waiting mouth. Another of those animalistic growls was heard as his tongue slapped hungrily over her slick fingers, as though he were licking ice cream from a cone. Then he took them into his mouth, sucking them clean, suddenly sharp teeth grazing easily over them to make sure he didn't miss any. <br><br>Then he moved that hand back to her glistening slit, allowing her to caress that hot pussy again as he nuzzled his cheek against her blushing ass. When he spoke, his voice was quiet and commanding.<br><br>"Rub some onto your asshole."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 00:55:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out again, halfway a sob, halfway desire, when he firmly grabbed her wrist. He started licking and sucking her fingers lewdly. He was tasting her for sure, licking up the evidence of her wickedness, cleaning it away. <br><br>Her eyes opened when she felt the teeth. Surely she was mistaken, but they felt abnormally sharp, not like regular teeth. But she had not had teeth ever on her fingers before…maybe she was imagining things. <br><br>Her hand was allowed to return to her trembling pussy and she gently cupped her sex, almost like she was comforting it. Again he was at her cheeks…was it not over? His next command confused her and as she lay against the counter she spoke as if in a daze.<br><br>“W-…what?”<br><br>But she understood. Tenativley she reached her fingers deeper, re-soaking them with her cum. Did he really want her to do what she thought she heard? Rub it on that place?<br><br>“I…w-why….”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 01:01:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune groaned as he bit firmly into one of those silky cheeks, his teeth seeming not quite as sharp now. He purred as he nuzzled against them, loving the moist sound of her fingers slipping back inside of herself.<br><br>The hand that hand been pinning her down shifted back under her shirt, thick fingers surprisingly nimble as they unhooked her bra. She probably wouldn't be able to remove it at the moment, but he liked the idea of her breasts being freed up.<br><br>"Be a good girl and do it," he said, his voice still commanding. He used his other hand to spread her cheeks as an invitation, giving that puckered hole a gently, loving kiss before leaning back to wait for her to obey. "Rub your cum all over your asshole for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 02:51:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly moaned, the sound weak and whimpering, her cheek pressed to the cool counter. Her breathing was calming a little, the breathing less desperate, but still ragged. She felt him reach up and unhook her bra, and she had a strong urge to remove it. But her body was still too shaky and her limbs to heavy. <br><br>At his commanding voice her fingers moved again, sliding between her slick lips to gather more of her juices. Timidly she moved her shoulder off of the counter and reached further back, softly smearing her slickness over the pink hole. She quivered at the sensation, still not completely understanding the request. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:02:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed softly at her cheeks as he watched her rub that glistening stuff over that perfect little asshole. He gave her another bite, then licked at her fingers even as they were working at smearing that wonderfully thick cum over herself. And he didn't miss the fact that she seemed to enjoy the sensation of touching herself there, and he imagined she'd put that knowledge to good use sometime soon.<br><br>He slowly pulled off those soft cotton gloves, groping at her ass with bare hands now. He planted a delicate kiss on that moist hole, his nails digging into her flesh slightly. "Did you like the way it felt when I tongued your asshole?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:13:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly gasped softly at the bite, her eyes closing again tightly against the sharp feeling. It was startling but thrilling, as if he wanted her so much he could just devour her. How could this commanding and handsome man want her that badly? She was but a young woman, barely not a girl, and he was so wordly. <br><br>As he as he asked his question Holly knew still that she couldn’t lie to him. He had this power over her, even not looking into her eyes. His nails digging softly into her creamy flesh just reinforced his power. She nodded her head slowly, still unable to lift it. She whispered, barely audible. <br><br>“Yes….”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:18:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune was rubbing his lips softly over her asshole, gently kissing her cum from it. He honestly adored every part of her body, wanting all of it. But if he'd learned one thing, it was patience..and the payoff would always be so much better if you were patient enough to let things build to a crescendo.<br><br>His tongue began to roll over her again, caressing her rim as if soothing her body after her hard orgasm. He barely paid any attention when the phone suddenly rang loudly..he continued to lick her slick little hole. It was her concern, not his. His nails continued to graze along those silky cheeks, not enough to scratch, but leaving light pink lines in their wake.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 04:02:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly continued to shiver as he still kissed and licked at her forbidden hole. She was slowly calming, his attention feeling wonderful and blissful. Her hand moved back to softly cup herself as her breathing calmed, her cheek resting against the counter. Even his sharp scratching was something to focus on, a sensation to add to the myriad of feelings.&nbsp; Holly’s eyes closed and she started to feel content, even as the guilt hovered around her thought. <br><br>She jumped. The phone had rang. She snapped back to reality and moved her hands to the counter to push herself up. She tried to move away from him as she reached for it. Holly took several deep breaths and tried to control her voice. <br><br>“Triple B storage, this...this is Holly, how...how may I help you…”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 04:22:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled to himself as she tried to move away from him, probably hoping for at least a few moments of peace with which to take the phone call. Of course, he had no intention of giving that to her.<br><br>He squeezed her ass hard, pulling back hard to bring back against his face, stretching her body out so that she was bent over the counter at a 90-degree angle again. A thick finger stroked at that quivering asshole, and his head dipped down enough to rub his tongue over her burning hot slit, made easier by the way she was positioned.<br><br>Bune moaned softly as she answered the phone and spoke. He tongued at her clit, then pinched it between his knuckles as his other hand continued to work that other forbidden hole. He spoke in a quiet voice, just barely loud enough for her to hear. <br><br>"I love your pussy, sweetheart. You're so goddamn <em>wet</em>.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 05:06:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly gasped when he squeezed her ass hard and pulled her back to him. She quickly covered the mouthpiece and bit her lip. He wasn’t stopping; in fact he seemed spurred on by the call. She bit her lip hard, it felt so good, and so soothing after her hard climax. And…and it was pushing her desire. She whispered, begging. <br><br>“Please…stop…just for…for now…”<br><br>She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself, going back to the phone. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 05:34:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Merciless, he began to stroke her clit wildly, much more so than she'd even done to herself. That wet tongue explored her folds as he worked that little nub, purring into her pussy, the taste of her wetness like honey in his mouth.<br><br>He was rubbing her off with four thick fingers, the sound loud and wet. Her scent was everywhere, and more of her cum was rubbed onto his face as he licked hungrily up her shaky thighs, then bit hard into one, teeth sharp once again.<br><br>Then his lips slid back up one of those slick thighs to wrap around her clit, sucking greedily at it in that way he knew she loved. He growled loudly as he milked her clit, suddenly giving her ass an sharp, abrupt slap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 08:44:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly almost dropped the phone, but she recovered and tried again to move her hips away. His foreceful and rapid attention to her clit making her knees buckle and her hands clench the phone like she was holding it as if her life depended on it. <br><br>She brought the phone to her mouth and prepared to speak when he bit her. She inhaled sharply and thrust back against him, quickly covering the phone once more. It was clear he wasn’t going to let up, and that in fact, was going to go harder. The sharp slap made her cry out softly. <br><br>She uncovered the phone and attempted to speak, each word getting spit out one and a time and sounding ‘almost’ normal, but her rate of speech was very odd. <br><br>“I’m…here…no, that’s….that’s fine.”<br><br>She covered the phone again and tried one more time to move away, then quickly spoke into the phone. <br><br>“Just got…done, lif---lifting…boxes…”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 08:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He groaned into her slit again, finally letting her clit slip out from between his lips. He moved back slightly, his tongue caressing over her pussy, then the wet flesh between it and her rear. He continued up, tongue slipping between those blushing cheeks to taste her asshole again before he slowly stood up behind her.<br><br>Standing at his full height, he literally towered over the much smaller girl. His hand smoothed over her ass, rubbing firmly at her pussy as he leaned in to lick at her ear, his tongue hot and moist. He pinched her clit again, then in one rough, abrupt motion, he forced a thick finger deep inside of her pussy, his long nail no longer there.<br><br>Despite the fact that it was a single digit, her pussy was impossibly snug around his finger. He pushed softly against that barrier inside of her as he bit into her earlobe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 09:25:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When her clit slipped out of his mouth she took to opportunity to speak quickly, even as he kept licking her slit and her ass. <br><br>“That sound fine no problem at all.”<br><br>She covered the phone, but feeling him pull away seemed to relax. He must be giving her a break, and she went back to the conversation. <br><br>“What time? Yes, I can do that.”<br><br>He was rubbing her again and her eyes closed in ecstasy, but she was able to keep the phone to her mouth. <br><br>“Uh huh…”<br><br>He was rubbing her pussy firmly and licking her ear. She bit her lip and reached back to try and stop his powerful had, the act useless. <br><br>“Right, no I can do AHHH---“<br><br>He had pinched her clit and shoved his finger into her small canal and her knees did finally give way, but she scrambled just in time to get her footing as she cried out loudly and suddenly. She could feel him oh so strongly inside of her, poised at her maidenhead. This feeling was unlike anything she’d had before…she felt…full, even as it pained her. <br><br>“Stubbed toe….”<br><br>She covered the phone again and looked at him, trying with her eyes to beg him to stop, but the new slickness in her cunt begged for something else. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 09:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune continued to kiss and lick at her ear, that big finger slowly drawing back out of her and caressing those slick walls along the way. Soon, only the very tip of his finger was still inside of her, her lips squeezing it as though refusing to let it escape. His other hand kept her pinned in that same bent over position.<br><br>THen he pounded that powerful finger inside of her again, once more stopping just short of that virgin barrier, as though he knew exactly where it was. He didn't want to take her virginity in this way..it would be much more fun to do it properly.<br><br>His finger drew back again, almost completely out of her. He purred into her ear, the phone held on the other side of her face. <br><br>"Let them hear you cum."<br><br>He licked hotly up her neck, and suddenly, his was fingering her as hard and rough as he could without penetrating that precious maidenhead, his palm pressed against her ass as that oversized middle finger worked her snug little pussy wildly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 17:40:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly stopped breathing for several moments and her face turned bright red from effort when he pounded his large finger in and out of her. Her eyes were scrunched tightly closed and her knees locked. It was the only way to keep from yelling out in pain and pleasure. <br><br>And her wouldn’t leave her ear alone, kissing and licking along her earlobe and the outside edge of her ear. She could hear and feel his hot breath and the little wet sounds it made, and shivers kept running through her body tip to toe as she bent over the counter. <br><br>When he gave her a command she shook her head. She couldn’t do that…just couldn’t. <br><br>But if he kept the relentless pounding she might not have a choice. As his large finger fucked her the tight skin of her pussy pulled over her still sensitive clit, massaging it gently and driving her wild. <br><br>They were talking on the phone again. Holly tried very hard to speak normally, but the sound was a quiet squeak. <br><br>“Y-yes…”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 19:23:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As her knees were brought together and her thighs closed on his hand, he felt her silky walls tightening around that massive finger, practically squeezing at him. It was as though that virgin pussy was trying to draw him deeper, begging him to burst her virtue. After years of being denied, her body was being allowed to feel pleasure at last, and it seemed to want even more.<br><br>He remained leaning over her bent form, finger-fucking her ravenously from behind. His teeth, sharp again, sank into that delicate neck, hand roughly moving under her shirt again to grope at one of those warm, bouncing tits. She was even wetter now than she'd been the first two times he'd pleasured her; Bune had to believe that her secret naughty side was becoming even more arousing to her.<br><br>A single sharp nail circled softly around the outside of her nipple before he began to caress it between his thumb and forefinger. His hand never left her breast as he again began to crouch down behind her, wet tongue slithering over her spine as he made his way back down to her ass. He pinched at her nipple with one hand, pounding that throbbing pussy with the other as his tongue began to lash at that perfect little asshole like a wet, leathery whip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 19:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly was lost in the sensations running through her. He was assaulting the most sensitive parts of her in an aggressive and stimulating way. Even the alarmingly sharp feel of…fingernails?....pushed her forward. Her body responded on it own, despite her misgivings as to being on the phone. She was covering the mouthpiece, her body quivering and rocking back against that powerful finger and then relentless tongue. <br><br>Tears of frustration filled her eyes. She could feel the ache growing again, and if it was to be believed, it was even stronger than before. Holly wanted to just hang up the phone, or throw it across the room, but she couldn’t…that would be rude. <br><br>“Can….can I…call…call you back?”<br><br>She couldn’t come on the phone, couldn’t let them here. <br><br>“No-Ohhhhh….I’m fine…just…winded.”<br><br>Her thighs were almost dripping as she drenched his fingers. Her free hand seemed to moved on it’s own accord and found her swollen pearl. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 20:13:56</strong>
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				The massive hand on her breast spread, fingers parting to rest on both jiggling breasts, fingering at both hard nipples at once. As he squeezed them together, nails dug lightly into her skin, drawing her body back until his face was literally buried between her cheeks.<br><br>That powerful tongue was rubbing fiercely at her asshole, that tight rim twitching under the attention it surprisingly enkoyed quite thoroughly. His tongue seemed to be growing wetter by the second, his almost bestial drool spilling from his tongue to drip warmly between her cheeks and onto the discarded skirt under her feet. Soon, he was again firming his pink muscle to push it inside of her, that bizarrely flexible tongue caressing at the hot inner walls of that forbidden hole.<br><br>All the while, Bune's finger continued to work her ruthlessly, his rhtyhm slow and rough, that now-soft fingertip taking the time to caress along those twitching, velvet walls each time he drew back, just before pounding into her again. He knew she was close; and despite her protests, he seemed intent on letting whomever was on the phone hear this perfectly innocent young girl cum hard.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 20:36:56</strong>
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				<br>“N-no…just…hard work…has to be done…by&nbsp; four…”<br><br>Tears streamed down her face at the effort required to try and remain at least somewhat clandestine. She could feel how close she was, and as much as she wanted to feel that glorious release of climax, she didn’t want the person on the other end of the phone to hear. But could she hold off?<br><br>Maybe there was an excuse she could make. They wouldn’t have to know how wicked she was, how decadent. She wanted to cum so badly, her nipples and clit and canal and ass all screaming for it. <br><br>“I….I….hold on…a sec…”<br><br>It was so close to starting. The first tremors were right at her fingertips, and if she didn’t hang up the phone they would hear…but they wouldn’t’ necessarily know. And they would never suspect sweet young Holly. <br><br>It was that thought that finally did it. That thought that they all knew her and saw her as an innocent little angel. Only she and this nameless man knew the truth. The realization made her desire suddenly burst and she called out, pulling the phone from her ear but not covering it. her legs gave way again, her coming to rest squarely on his face as the cum ran down her thighs. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 20:52:02</strong>
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				He was panting into her ass, his tongue snaking deeper, head bobbing back and forth to pump into her tiny asshole at a rythym that matched that finger. He wanted to give her another command, remind her not to hang up the phone before cumming - if she did, he was already thinking of ways to punish her for disobedience.<br><br>But he didn't have to..naughty, dirty Holly was learning quickly, it seemed. She cried out, and he could feel her snug walls quivering until she finally erupted violently over his finger, and his loud roar into her body was at least slightly muffled by the soft cheeks on either side of his face.<br><br>Her legs were trembling, seeming to have had enough this time. He happily took her weight onto himself, allowing his tongue to slip even deeper inside of her. His hands moved to her waist, supporting her as he slowly drew his tongue out, standing up as he let her settle onto the ground, sitting beside her skirt.<br><br>Bune stood over her, panting her, his face and hands covered in her juices. He had the odd thought that he'd just been rather gently with her in helping her to the ground; more often than not, he would have been far more amused to watch a girl little fall over with the force of her orgasm. He stared at her, pale eyes smoldering. Was he getting soft? No..the girl had done well, and she deserved at least that slight kindness.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 21:36:17</strong>
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				Holly sat on the ground and looked up at the towering man above her. Her eyes were wide and teary from the overwhelming feelings that had rushed through her. Her full rose colored lips were parted and swollen from desire, and her hair had come loose from it’s ponytail in many places. Her body quivered and shook as she gazed at him, her expression confused at what he was doing to her, lustful from the want of more pleasure, and scared of his power. Her breathing was heavy and raspy and the phone, still in her hand, rest on the floor, momentarily forgotten. <br><br>A small tinny voice came from the receiver and Holly looked down at it, as if she didn’t know what it was. Very slowly she brought it to her ear, looking back up at the pale blue eyes that consumed her. <br><br>“No. I just…fell. No, I’m fine now. It’s all done. I’m finished. I have to go.”<br><br>She clicked the phone off and just sat on the floor, staring up at him. What was happening to her?<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 21:49:55</strong>
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				He stared down at her, eyes exploring her blushing, cum-covered, half-naked form. That gorgeous slit glistened for him as she sat on the ground. Just looking at her face, the expression she wore, he couldn't help but think how different she was than the mouse who'd been sadly window-shopping the first time he'd spoken to her.<br><br>He was also fairly certain the mouse would return, more or less; but the dirty, panting girl who sat before him would be there, too. Whenever he came looking for her.<br><br>Bune slowly crouched down in front of her, smiling with pride at her, the proud-papa expression etched on his face again. He stroked a tear from her cheek. He leaned in close, lips that had explored and tasted every inch of her body dangerously close to hers as he wiped a sticky hand over her apron to clean himself off.<br><br>"Do you think they knew?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 22:15:32</strong>
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				His stare examined her as if she were completely naked, she felt as if nothing could be hidden from him. As he watched her she bashfully pulled her knees to her chest, hugging them with her arms. She was aware of her breasts hanging free, the bra open and twisted under her clothing. <br><br>He crouched so close to her, she could smell his expensive cologne as it mixed with the hot sweet smell of her musk. The smell she was reluctantly beginning to associate with unspeakable pleasure. And he was wiping that pleasure on her face, brushing away a tear. <br><br>Holly slowly shook her head, her breath hot as played across his skin. It was a moment before she could speak. When she did, it was in a barely audible whisper. <br><br>“No…not me…I would never…”<br><br>She blushed furiously.<br><br>“He would never believe it.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 22:29:34</strong>
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				Bune continued to stare at her hungrily, breathing softly against her mouth. He looked at her as though he desperately wanted to kiss her. And he did - but he denied himself that little pleasure for now.<br><br>His eyes roamed her face, focusing on her mouth, eyeing her lips as though they were worthy of intricate study. He remained crouched in front of her, whispering against her lips as enormous hands gently forced her knees far apart to reveal that lovely, messy pussy. "I know, sweetheart. No one would ever think badly of such a good girl." His voice dropped lower, his lips brushing against hers as his hand slid down her body, back to her slit, slipping his fingers gently inside of her one by one. "So good and pure and innocent..."<br><br>Each thick finger slipped in deep, but without the intense pressure that had made her cum so hard just a few short moments ago. Then he brought his hand back up, leaning back to hold those cum-soaked fingers in between their face, just a hair from her mouth. The look in her eyes told him that she was indeed as curious about her own cum as he'd hoped she'd be. So he gave her his blessing, stroking her hair in that perfectly reassuring way.<br><br>"Its okay, honey."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 22:57:22</strong>
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				His breathing against her mouth was enough to make her whimper softly, remembering the kisses he’d given, no…forced on her. His large hands were once again invading her as he forced her legs apart. Would he never be done? Would she never be through of him? <br><br>His lips brushed her sensitive moist mouth as his hand dipped back into her quivery pussy. After two powerful climaxes it was extremely sensitive and she shivered from a mixture of pleasure and pain. One by one each finger invaded her, but he didn’t seem to be trying to pleasure her, or make her pleasure herself. Her eyes remain locked on his, curious and frightful as to what his next move might be. <br><br>And then the offending and large digits were in between them, advertising her wickedness with their cloying aroma. She blushed even deeper as she saw how they glistened in the light, slick and wet, telling a tale she wanted to deny. But there was no denying the cum on his hand, or where it came from. <br><br>On its own her tongue wet her lips, recalling the kiss he’d given her that was saturated with her juices. It had not been offensive as she had expected, but sweet and creamy. <br><br>Not understanding what he wanted, she simply gazed at him with her naïve, but not longer so innocent eyes. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 23:10:26</strong>
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				Bune leaned in again, feeling an urge to put his lips on her flesh again, and this time it was too powerful to resist. Slick lips kissed at the corner of her mouth, then over her cheek and neck. When he spoke again, it was in a needful purr, as though he were the one consumed by his desires.<br><br>"Don't worry, honey. No one will know but us. I know you want to taste your cum as badly as I do." He moved to breath hotly into her ear, moaning softly as he remembered how he'd sucked and licked her fingers clean, hoping she remembered the same. "No one has to know that sweet little Holly likes to taste herself."<br><br>It was the first time he'd made it known that he did in fact know her name. Of course he did..he knew where she lived, where she worked, where she went to school. Any given time of any day, he had a good idea where he could find his little project.<br><br>He leaned back, brushing his knuckles affectionately over her cheek. He wanted to see her face when she gave in to yet another vile, decadent urge.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 23:42:51</strong>
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				His voice always penetrated beyond her ears to the pit of her. The low soothing rumble of it, the sinister purr. There was something very different about him beyond the fact he seemed to find her…interesting. He was like a dream that had come to her twice now, whether he was a good dream or a bad dream she hadn’t decided. And the way he kissed her neck and her cheek and moved to her ear…the small pleasure reminded her of how naughty and wicked she was. How their time together was so illicit. <br><br>And he knew her name. Holly’s eyes widened a little as he captivated her gaze again with those pale blue orbs of his. It must be her nametag…that must be how he knew. She didn’t want to know his. If he didn’t have a name, then he wasn’t really a part of her life. If he had a name and became real she wouldn’t be able to shrug off his presence when he left her again. She didn’t want him real, but wanted him to stay a naughty secret that no one knew about. A sinful secret she didn’t even have to acknowledge to herself. <br><br>He wanted her to taste herself…to lick his fingers clean apparently. That was just… degenerate. It was one thing to cum, another to let him pleasure her forbidden parts, but to taste herself? <br><br>She shook her head softly, scared of what his reaction might be, but she couldn’t just give in and do it. What kind of girl would that make her? She wouldn’t be sweet little Holly any more. Her mouth watered as she parted her lips to whisper. Still she couldn’t lie. <br><br>“I…I shouldn’t…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 23:53:41</strong>
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				That powerful hand was firmer on her face now as he leaned in closer, his eyes positively burning with lust. He stayed crouched between her spread legs, her pussy seeming to be daring him to just take it and bring the game to a new level. But he couldn't..not yet. He'd have her begging for him to take her innocence soon enough. <br><br>And even when he had, he wasn't sure he'd want to be done with her just yet.<br><br>Not to mention the fact that having his fingers covered in her juices, so close to his own lips, was making his mouth water as well. He knew how good her cum was; she <em>tasted </em>like a good girl. Pure and sweet and thick.<br><br>He watched her wordlessly, his hand not having moved an inch since he first offered it to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 00:05:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly’s eyes never left his and she pleaded wordlessly for him to not make her do it. But his gaze remained firm and unyielding. She looked at him a long minute, the two of them just holding the stare, the debate and emotions evolving on her face like and open book. And then with a small whimper of frustration she parted her full lips and moved forward the fraction of the inch required to touch the tip of his index finger to her lips. <br><br>As she breathed through her open mouth she could already tasted the juices before they hit her tongue. She knew he wouldn’t let her off without doing it. He would find some way to punish her that would be worse than the punishment she gave herself for her wickedness. <br><br>Holly moved her head forward a little more, sliding that slick finger over her full bottom lip to rest on the edge of her tongue. There was no going back even if she wanted to, and she held his gaze the whole time. <br><br>A bit further now, his large finger resting on the velvety bed of her mouth, and finally her hot wet lips closed around his finger, fully tasting the sweet cream of her pussy. She sucked on it lightly, her tongue softly coming to life to swirl the juices off of his digit. Still she held his gaze with that naïve and pleading look, edged ever so slightly with animalistic lust.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 00:17:07</strong>
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				He stared back at her wolfishly, his own lust much more apparent in those burning, pale eyes. He purred softly as he felt her tongue working his finger, his eyes retaining their intensity while his lips curled back into that soft, proud smile.<br><br>He kept his fingers to her lips, ensuring that she would continued to clean them until he was satisfied that she'd allowed herself to savor the taste of her cum. His other hand fell from her cheek to her wrist, bring it back towards the creamy slit. He pressed her fingers over her thighs along the way, gathering up a thick collection of juices on those delicate fingers before letting them press against her pussy.<br><br>He bit his lip hungrily as he watched her, his eyes making it clear what he wanted. He wanted her to offer her juices to him on her fingers. He wanted to taste her fingers while she tasted his at the same time. And his quiet growl made it clear he was more than a little impatient about it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 00:26:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly could see the hunger in his both when she cleaned his finger and when her placed her hand back to her sex. The first hunger scared her a little. There would have to come a time he would no longer be content in forcing her to feel the wicked pleasures of the flesh. He was a man…didn’t men want more? That hunger was a lust that even her naive gaze could recognize. <br><br>The second hunger, the hunger for her to offer her juices to him, that was less threatening, but still unsettling. There was no mistaking the demand in his gaze, and the power in the small sounds he made, and even in the heat of his breath. She slid her fingers deep in her slit, right to the virgin hole he had abused with his finger, and scooped up her cum. Bringing it to his lips was harder, but she knew she had no choice.<br><br>Timidly her delicate hand rose as she still carefully sucked his first finger, her tongue working harder to clean every last bit as she knew he wanted. Her trembling fingers came to rest directly above his lower lip, right below his nose, filling his senses. The trembling moved beyond her fingers to her body, almost afraid he would just consume her fully right then and there. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 00:37:06</strong>
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				He stared at her still, never taking his eyes from her even as she held those trembling fingers so close to his lips. She was afraid of him, and he liked that. It aroused him. It aroused him moreso knowing that whatever she'd offered him - or would soon offer him - would be of her own free will, whether or not she ever admitted that to herself.<br><br>He continued to watched her as he selected one of those fingers, kissing hungrily over it, until finally his eyes closed with pleasure. He couldn't help it..her cum was amazing. She'd never understand just how perfect she tasted.<br><br>That oversized tongue slipped out, still focusing on that single, slender digit. His tongue was hot and wet, and he lapped at her finger until it was clean. He was watching her again, watching her tease his finger.<br><br>Then he licked hotly at the rest of her fingers, gathering up her cum on the tip of his tongue. But he didn't take it into his mouth. He let that long, thick tongue remain outstretched as he leaned closer to her, gently pulling his fingers from her mouth and stroking them over her blushing cheek. Her juices were pooled on that glistening tongue as he moved them closer to her open mouth.<br><br>She'd taste herself again, and this time from his tongue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 00:52:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly felt his lips on her diminutive finger and shivered at the feel of it. It wasn’t supposed to be a sensual part of her body. It was finger, but…it felt so deliciously good to have his sensuously deviant mouth on her finger. She breathed a little heavier, her hot breath coming out of her nose to dance over the back of his hand. <br><br>She watched him with inquisitiveness.&nbsp; He was tasting it, savoring it, his eyes actually closing. That surprised her. He broke that commanding gaze and took a moment to really take pleasure in her taste. <br><br>Then that tongue slipped out. It was so large and long and…unnatural. It gave her another shiver, but this wasn’t from the exquisite sensations it produced on her fingers, which it did, but from the abnormality of it. She was mesmerized as he licked the cum from her fingers, not spilling a drop. His tongue slithered and moved like a beast of it’s own and she squirmed slightly as she remembered the places he had put that tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>When he had cleaned her he pulled his finger from her mouth, stroking her cheek in his tender way. With her mouth empty and her lips parted it was clear just how heavy she was breathing, her braless breasts rising and falling under her smock. That tongue was moving closer. She wrapped her lips around it as she did his finger and tasted herself, moaning softly, guilt washing over her like the full body flush of tormented shame. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 01:04:56</strong>
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				Bune must've looked almost like an animal, wet tongue hanging out of his mouth, panting, chest heaving, eyes staring lustful daggers into hers. As he waited to see if she would willingly accept her invite, he continued to stroke her cheeks with those thick, sticky fingers.<br><br>He literally shuddered when she readily wrapped her mouth over his tongue, milking her own taste from it. He purred, his tongue becoming increasingly moist as she sucked at it. He pushed it further, his face never moving as he slipped just a little more of his tongue into her mouth.<br><br>His massive hands moved down to those bare, spread thighs, squeezing them and pulling her quaking body closer to his. Razor-sharp nails danced delicately along her inner thighs, her slit brushing against his bulging crotch. He was staring at her, her mouth becoming messy with his saliva.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 01:25:12</strong>
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				There was no question now that there was something different about him. His hair, his nails, his tongue…they were things she’d never seen before, was he from some other country she'd never heard of? His pale blue eyes were piercing her again, and she was suspended on the spikes of his stare, dangling emotionally like a puppet. <br><br>His heaving chest matched hers; giving her another indication that soon he would have to want more. And the way he shuddered actually gave her small buried sense of pride. This worldly amazingly handsome and powerful creature shuddered because of what she was doing. Her. Little good girl always do what she’d told Holly. <br><br>More of that tongue entered her mouth and Holly sucked harder on it, like a popsicle. She could taste her sex and his spit and feel them both running down her chin. That moaning purr of his reverberated through their strange French kiss, and she shuddered from the forbidden feel of it. <br><br>His powerful hands found her thighs and squeezed her flesh, pulling her closer, she leaned back on her hands to keep from falling backward and he pulled her hips to his, her still sticky slit brushing over a hard bulge. <br><br>The feel of his bulge made her hips instinctively rock against him, they knew what needed to be done biologically…but Holly herself started in shock. That was getting very close to the ultimate act she could never ever ever do before marriage. <br><br>And yet she didn’t pull away. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 01:47:12</strong>
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				He continued to purr into her lips, his tongue quivering in her mouth as he did. He eyes fluttered shut in exctasy, a surprisingly delicate response from his chiseled, handsome face. He was taken aback by how eagerly she sucked at him, this innocent little girl accepting his saliva, not even flinching as it dripped from his tongue and onto her thighs.<br><br>And now she even rubbed herself against his cock. As hard as he was, there was no mistaking his incredible length and girth, even through his pants. His arousal was almost becoming unbearable, even for Bune, someone who revelled in games like this.<br><br>He pulled her onto his lap, her thighs straddling his. His hand on her cheek moved to wrap around her throat, and he abruptly slammed her back against the wall of the counter, sending several objects clattering to the floor. His tongue was tracing over her lips, staring at her with sheer lust. He breathed into her mouth, gently lapping some of her own drool from her chin.<br><br>"Tell me what a good girl you are, Holly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 02:12:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly felt her mouth being filled by his tongue, hers moving against it partly just in an effort to make room, and partly in reaction to the way his eyes fluttered closed. It was very telling. Maybe she had some small bit of power after all…<br><br>She called out in shock, fear, and pain as her back and head hit the counter forcefully and painfully, driving away any thought at all that she had any bit of power in this situation. He was in control and there was no forgetting it. One hand flew to her throat. He wasn’t choking her, but he could be if he wanted. Her eyes widened it fright and she watched him warily and fearfully, like she’d come upon a rabid dog. <br><br>But he was still licking her with that tongue, and looking at her with lust. Had she angered him? Pleased him? Driven him mad? She didn’t know.<br><br>But she could feel his massive manhood straining against his trousers. Her nipples were rock hard and tight, visible even through the two layers of fabrics, and her hips squirmed on his lap, soaking the front of his pants. <br><br>His voice cut through her again, and she was too frightened to try and get out of it. her eyes watched him closely wide with wariness, and the barest hint of excitement. <br><br>“I…I’m such a ...good girl…I…I go to church…I help Mrs. Felbin with her house….I…I get straight A’s…I’m what…what everyone wants...wants me to be…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 02:30:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite his roughness and the abruptl shove, there would be no question by looking in his eyes that he didn't want to hurt her. Any intensity there was sheer desire, and she continued to do more and more to bring his normally very much in control passions to the surface. She had so much more dirtiness and depravity hidden inside of her than any of the others.<br><br>His lips slid lower, wrapping over her shaking throat for a soft bite, dragging his teeth down to her collarbone. Hands slipped up under her shirt, pawing at her bare breasts, her nipples hard enough to make her tits quiver just by rolling his palms over them. He tore her bra in the middle, making it easy for him to slip it off under her shirt and toss it away.<br><br>His mouth moved back up to hers, his tongue dancing between her lips, offering it to her if she would have it. "Will you think of me next time you're in church? Will you confess to your pastor how wicked you've been?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 02:52:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she looked into his eyes the fear of him lessened but not the fear of what she was becoming. He was driving her to degeneracy, making her want things she’d never even thought of. But his eyes…they were only of need and want...intense desire that mirrored what she felt in her loins. Even after two glorious releases she could feel her young and hearty body awakening again. She would have to shower when she got home, and she would have to clean herself like she did after their last time together….<br><br>She trembled as his lips slid lower, relishing the feel of his hot steamy mouth on her creamy skin. When he reached up her shirt she pressed into his grasp, her aching nipples needing some sort of relief. Holly barely flinched when he tore away her bra, knowing it wasn’t out of desire to hurt her, just out of desire itself. <br><br>His long wet tongue found it’s way to her lips. That repulsive yet sensuous muscle dancing across her mouth. She moved her head a little from side to side, running it subtly over her sensitive lips. Holly breathed the answers to his question across his tongue. <br><br>“I…I’ll think of you…but…but you’re a secret.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 03:13:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned at that innocent response, leaning in closer, purring against her sloppy lips. He could fuck her right here and now - it would be so easy. She wouldn't resist for long. This sweet, virtuous girl had taken his tongue eagerly into her mouth, his tongue that had explored the naughtiest and most forbidden parts of her virgin body. She'd succumb easily. And the thought of Holly getting hot daydreaming about their exploits while innocently sitting in churce was almost too much.<br><br>But of course, he couldn't allow himself to do that. What was he thinking? Why did he want this girl so much?<br><br>"You <em>are </em>a good girl." He was stroking her hair again. "You're MY good girl. We're going to have so many secrets together, aren't we?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 04:09:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly’s breaths were deep and labored, her full round breasts shaking with each. Her eyes never left his as she watched him, completely entranced with this huge commanding handsome male that had shattered her life. She leaned back on her hands as she straddled him, her sex pressed against his bulge and&nbsp; her head and shoulders hunched forward in case he commanded her lips.<br><br>He was stroking her hair again, her eyes closing halfway each time he stroked downward, like she was some docile pet of his, and she swallowed the extra saliva that was leaking from the corner of her mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>In response to his last question she nodded slowly, a lock of hair falling over her face to block one dark eyes and stick to her wet lower lip. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 04:18:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He licked his lips, one hand slipping down over her bare hip, pressing her down against that rock-hard arousal. Just like last time, he could feel her incredibly heat soaking right through his pants, and she'd feel his cock twitch eagerly underneath her. He was sure she'd never seen one, let alone felt one.<br><br>He arched up into her, lifting her body with his bulge, both hands slipping down over her rear, still staring at her with that glazed, desirious look in his eyes. As he so often did, he purred into her open mouth.<br><br>"Does it feel good, Holly?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 04:38:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Her eyes jumped and she bit her lower lip when she felt his manhood twitch beneath her, as if it were alive and wanted her. She leaned forward in surprise, her hands coming to rest on his huge shoulders. What was in his trousers was so very forbidden. This other stuff…it was wicked and naughty….but the other was absolutely prohibited. She had to remain a virgin. <br><br>He lifted her with that huge rock hard cock and she whimpered as it found the center of her slit, her nether lips straddling the length of his rigidness. She winced as if it was painful, but it was so sinfully stimulating. Would he ever leave her alone?<br><br>Still her held her with his gaze, Holly barely even blinked she was so transfixed. Then he was speaking on her lips again, making her practically inhale his words. Again she knew she couldn’t lie. She would try and resist…but right now she didn’t think it was necessary. He already knew the answer, and she slowly nodded, her lips rubbing across his. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 05:48:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune accepted her answer with a soft smile, then squeezed at her hips, gently lifting her as he slid out from under her. He leaned over to pick up his gloves, watching her as she kneeled on the ground alone. The ground around her was wet in spots, her bra discarded a few feet from where she was, her now-messy skirt closer by. Her panties were still on the counter as they'd left them.<br><br>He slipped his gloves on again, dusting them off. Except for her stain on his crotch, all of his clothing remained perfectly clean and unwrinkled.<br><br>He'd left her wordlessly last time, and was tempted to do the same this time. But he crouched over her, stroking her hair with those gloved fingers again. "After church on Sunday..we'll go buy you that new dress."<br><br>Then he stood up and left her, alone and half-naked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 06:32:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly slipped in the back pew quietly like she did every Sunday, sitting alone. The services had just started, and she didn’t want to interrupt. She sat primly, knees and ankles together, and hands folded softly in her lap. Her hair pulled back in a tight braid, and her face had only the slightest hint of makeup. Her yellow sleeveless sundress was almost juvenile with it’s full skirt that feel to below the knee, but the fitted bodice and white pumps she wore made it clear she was a young lady. And she appeared to be the epitome of innocence. <br><br>Not long after she entered, a fresh faced young man in his early twenties entered, and gave a small wave. Holly smiled shyly back and returned his wave subtly. He moved to the side isle of the church to sit in the front pew. It would be clear later that he was the youth pastor. <br><br>Holly’s eyes returned to the front of the church to pay attention to announcements. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 06:42:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune had discretely waited nearby for Holly to arrive and step inside..he certainly had no great desire to be inside of a church for any longer than absolutely necessary. Of course, in this case, and with a girl like her, it was well worth the sacrifice.<br><br>He stepped slowly up the stairs, the heavy doors creaking loudly as he pushed them open. A man like Bune was hard to miss, 6'5 and powefully built, impeccably dressed in all black - suit, pants, shirt, tie, shoes, gloves - all that same color.<br><br>Without looking once at Holly, he made it clear he knew where she was seated, seating himself at the end of the aisle directly across from her, some 15 feet or so seperating them. He folded his hands in his lap, staring straight ahead.<br><br>It woulnd't be for several more minutes that he would acknowledge his eyes on her, and finally turn those pale blues in her direction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 22:48:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly froze when she saw him. Was it some strange coincidence? He was just staring straight ahead, listening to the service. May things rushed through her in that instant she recognized him. Fear that he was going to somehow disrupt her life, confusion as to why he would choose here, and the denied part…want. <br><br>She eventually composed herself and moved her face forward again, shifting to cross her legs demurely. Things were happening just from him being here. She had made an admission to him the last time they were together, and it was clear that he intended to see her again, he just had not given her any clue when. Why here, when she was most deeply embedded in her good girl roll?<br><br>Her eyes kept flicking to him, the broad shoulders and thick thighs, the gloved hands that hid those strong fingers. Holly looked straight ahead again, her heart pounding.&nbsp; She couldn’t think of that…not here…anywhere but here. <br><br>She crossed her legs the other way, and looked back again. He was looking at her and she actually jumped, but found herself unable to look away. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 23:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While he was quite enjoying the disruption he'd obviously caused her, his facial expression betrayed nothing as he continued to watch her. He'd had exactly the effect on her he'd been hoping for.<br><br>When she stared back at him helpless, he bit his lip, his eyes drifting down to very obviously study her body, focusing most of all on what she revealed of her crossed legs. Those pale blue eyes were hungry, that familiar, lustful look as he studied her body, seeming as though he could see right through that sweet little sundress.<br><br>He had a distant look in his eyes as he watched her, almost as though remembering all the decadent things they'd done and imaging more they'd do in the future, his gaze moving back up to lock with hers as his thick tongue slipped out to moisten his lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 23:22:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes were almost like a touch. She could feel them as he lowered them over her body and her hands tightened in her lap. Holly bit her lip and swallowed. She wanted to close her eyes and look away, but couldn’t. <br><br>His gaze hovered on her legs, and she realized that as she crossed them a bit of the back of one thigh was revealed. Not a lot, nothing to really seem scandalous, but enough to hint at the shape and what lay beyond. And of course he had already seen them, touched them, and tasted them, so it was no use hiding them. <br><br>Finally his eyes returned to hers and she gazed at him with that almost pleading look to be left alone, but the burning buried inside of them was obvious to him. At the sight of his tongue the heat of a blush ran from her shoulders to her neck and ears and cheek, and she wet her subconsciously in return. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 23:48:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune smiled softly as he watched her lick her lips, and though she couldn't hear it, his facial expression looked like the one that always accompanied one of his hungry growls, the look he always gave her when he whispered filthy things into her lips.<br><br>His gaze moved back to her thighs, chewing on his lower lips as he studied what little was revealed of them. His eyes moved back and forth between her eyes and those creamy thighs, almost as though silently urging her to display more of them for his enjoyment.<br><br>He doubted she would, of course. Though who could be sure? She'd surprised him in the past. And at the very least, he enjoyed the idea of forcing her through his gaze alone of all the things she'd allowed him to do, asked him to do, even. Especially here in her own little sanctuary.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:10:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly could almost hear him growl from the look in his eyes. She could almost hear the words he would whisper on her lips or pressed to her ear. She breathed deeply and exhaled slowly as her eyes stayed locked with his. <br><br>She knew what he wanted, and her face burned with embarrassment. He wanted to see more. She could feel the cool air on the back of the bit of exposed skin, and knew right where he was looking. There wasn’t anyone near them; the back of the church was practically empty. And if she didn’t do it, he might punish her.<br><br>And no one would know…it was their secret. <br><br>Holly shifted a little in her seat, her face growing even redder. Things were happening to her here that shouldn’t be, and she was having a hard time controlling them. <br><br>The hands in her lap unclenched and slowly moved to lay in her lap palm down. She actually tore her gaze away from him and faced straight forward. After a long minute she bit her lip and the hand closest to him started to gather up the fabric of her skirt, revealing more of her thigh, bit by bit.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:22:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes followed that slowly-retreating fabric, and his eyes seemed to blaze as he watched those pale, creamy thighs reveal themselves. His gaze moved up to the front, eyeing first her parents - whom she likely didn't know he would even recognize - and then taking a long look at the young-looking youth pastor she had greeted a little earlier.<br><br>And then that ice blue gaze was back on her, silently urging her to give him more. He did nothing to let on his surprise at just how easily she'd given in, and was very curious to see how much farther she'd go. By now, he was practically inside her mind, the simplest look or gesture letting her know exactly what he wanted of her. And right now, he wanted her to be even more wicked, show him even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:41:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly’s heart was beating wildly, and her eyes jumped around the people closest to them, still several pews in front of them. None of them would be able to see her legs at all. No one would know how wicked and depraved she was. How very very wrong her actions were. They were all sitting up front, knowing good little Holly was in the back after being late because she once again did what was expected of her and helped get the little kids on the bus. <br><br>Still keeping the hand far from him motionless, she gathered a bit more of the fabric in the hand closest to him. The cool air fell on the newly exposed skin, and she could feel that her thigh was exposed to about halfway up. <br><br>Her eyes moved very slowly back to his, his gaze urging her silently for more. She bit her lip and looked back forward again. Her hand stopped gathering the fabric, stopping the slow movement, but then moved away from him, still holding her dress. Further it rose up her leg, most of the side of her thigh exposed, but covered on top. <br><br>Her breathing was a little heavier, her chest rising and falling, and her plump lips swelled as she chewed on the bottom one nervously. After many minutes he would see the very bottom of the leg of her white cotton panties. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:58:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ignoring the length of time she took to do what he had silently asked, his eyes never left her, nor showed any trace of annoyance or impatience. Of course, if anyone had idly glanced his way, they would have noted the very obvious, hungry look in his eyes, and that would have led their gaze over to a very naughty Holly. He didn't notice anyone looking his way, nor did he especially care if they had.<br><br>At the sight of her panties, his tongue slipped out again to moisten his lips, suddenly longer and thicker than it had appeared just a few minutes before when she'd first seen it. His chest heaved slightly, and he unbuttoned his jacket. Enormous hands smoothed down over his thighs, bracketting that rather impressive, clearly aroused bulge.<br><br>His eyes moved back up to meet hers, smoldering with desire, a gloved thumb slipping over his crotch to give a brief caress that his hidden cock, leading her own gaze down towards it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 03:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly watched as adjusted himself…unbuttoning his coat, smoothing his pants…and…his thumb drawing her from his thick tongue to a not so well hidden piece of anatomy. If she had been blushing before it was nothing compared to the crimson that now burned her skin. <br><br>That bulged, the one her sex had writhed against, represented the ultimate wickedness as far as she knew. That was a place she could never go. She had to remain a virgin for marriage. She would get married someday, and her husband would want her pure. <br><br>But she remembered his finger. Both in her mouth and in her tight little pussy. She remembered how it pounded in and out of her and filled her taut walls. And she imagined eventually he would want to put his manhood there…and that thought was a very wicked one and she quickly looked away. She knew he would be displeased, but that was just something she couldn’t consider…especially not here. <br><br>Her eyes rose to the front of the church, her breathing heavy and her face deep red. She was biting her lip. The youth pastor had just taken the pastors place and sought out sweet little Holly, he found her eyes and a look of concern crossed his face. Holly quickly gave him a smile and straightened her self, but actually lifted the skirt just a but higher, showing the base of her buttcheek as it pressed against the pew.&nbsp; <br><br>When the youth pastor was full into his words, Holly looked back to the man's whose name she still didn't know. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 18:31:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune didn't let his eyes wander away from Holly's body, but as soon as he heard the younger man begin speaking, he knew he andHolly were looking at one another. He smiled, wondering if his little project was ashamed or getting off on giving the youth a pastor a delightfully innocent smile while revealing even more of herself to the man across the pew.<br><br>His hands continued to shift slightly on either side of his bulge, wanting Holly's attention drawn back to it. He enjoyed how it made her squirm, imagining all the thoughts that must be going through her mind right here in church.<br><br>When her eyes were back on his, Bune gave her a slight smile, his eyes drifting down to that barely-seen cheek she was flashing for him.<br><br>He extended a single thick finger, making a short gesture with it that swept forward, his eyes still on her rear. He wanted to panties to come down as well..just a little would be enough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 19:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn’t take long before his stare drew her eyes back to him, and down to the large swelling in his pants. His finger had felt so large and filling…what would his thing feel like? She blushed deeper, feeling guilty over just having that thought. But her mind kept getting drawn back to his swelling. It had felt so hard under her. She didn’t realize that it really did get ‘hard’, thinking it had been more of an expression. <br><br>He was looking down and motioning, and she knew exactly what he wanted. Her eyes widened slightly and she gave a little shake of her head. Very subtle, something only he could see. Something else he could see was the nipples that were softly pressed against the fabric of her sundress, their hardness visible even through two layers of fabric. It was chilly in the church, but that was not the reason. <br><br>She bit her lip again. Holly didn’t think she could bring herself to pull her panties down…could she? No one would no, it would just be a little bit…no. She couldn’t, and looked at Bune with that innocent pleading look to not make her do it. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 19:40:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As always, Bune's expression never changed. His eyes weren't threatening, exactly; but they were calmly insistent, letting her know that he expected her to do what he wanted. He'd never overtly threatened her, but those blazing eyes usually got what they wanted anyway.<br><br>His eyes roamed back to that barely exposed ass, and his tongue slipped out to moisten his lips again. She was an adorable thing, no question about that - and still desperately clinging to what innocence she had left, no matter how badly her naughtier side wanted to give it away.<br><br>He locked eyes with her again, he gaze clearly expectant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 19:57:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That intense gaze of his practically hypnotized her into doing what he wanted. It was as if she had no control over what she was doing. Her heart was beating wildly and she licked her licks in a reflexive response to the tongue that had wet his. <br><br>The hand that had pulled up the skirt moved slowly back and under the last bit of dress on that side of her leg, revealing her hip to him. She hesitated for a long minute, and the, hooked her thumb through the elastic of the waistband. Very very slowly she worked her panties lower, leaning on her other hip slightly and subtly so she could work that side off of her buttcheek to rest at the top of her thigh. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 20:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyelids grew heavy with lust, and again, he made that face that would make it clear to her that he was letting that hungry purr rumble in his throat. His ice-blue eyes were focused on those panties, and for a moment, it seemed like he would leap right out of his pew and pounce her.<br><br>The youth pastor had just finished speaking, and as the young man turned to retake his seat, Bune stood up slowly, walking into the aisle and heading for the back door. He gave Holly only a brief glimpse out of the corner of his eye.<br><br>He'd be waiting for her in the vestibule.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 20:30:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly saw the subtle change in his face, the heavy eyelids, the subtle movement of his adam’s apple…and his eyes weren’t holding hers for the moment, they were on her panties, the ones that would be so easy to slide of…<br><br>What was she thinking? She was in church, with her parents up front and Bobby at the pulpit. They would all be appalled…shocked…horrified…little Holly was so good and predictable. Dependable. <br><br>He was standing, walking out, but his glance told her he wasn’t leaving. <br><br>The service was winding down and she quickly adjusted her clothes. As soon as people started to move, she was up and walking to her parents. She spoke briefly to them and gave them each a kiss on the cheek and headed out to the entrance hall. <br><br>A few people had trickled out, but it was still mostly empty. Most lingered and hovered inside for a few minutes.&nbsp; <br><br>When she saw him she kept walking with just a glance to him, heading outside. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 20:39:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kept an eye on her as he waited, smirking slightly as he watched innocent little Holly give her parents sweet kisses on the cheek. He had all kinds of ideas for where her lips would be soon.<br><br>Bune kept quietly to himself as people began to shuffle past him, only barely allowing himself to eye Holly as she wandered past. He smiled again, soon slipping out of another door that few seemed to be using to leave. The size of him made it hard to be very discreet, but no one really seemed to notice him.<br><br>He stepped slowly down the stairs outside, beginning to follow Holly immediately. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 20:55:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly kept walking. She could feel his presence behind her, like a strong wind pushing her. Her parents had thought nothing of her going window shopping, she did it a lot. Bobby though...she didn't even say good-bye to him. That would make him wonder. It was an unspoken thing; she always sought him out to say good-bye. <em>Not today Bobby.</em>&nbsp; <br><br>She just kept walking towards downtown. It was only about six blocks away, but after four blocks she slowed, letting him catch her. She had taken sides streets. Everyone else should be on the main road. Still, someone could possibley see...<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:01:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune followed her patiently..but as soon as she began to slow for him, he had suddenly caught up to her, wrapping huge, gloved fingers around her elbow, squeezing softly.<br><br>He gently pinned her back against the wall of a large apartment building, hovering over her. Those pale eyes were hungry, his lips curled into a slight smile.<br><br>"I missed you, Holly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:21:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That strong hand consuming her elbow made her lips part and her breathing increase again. He was so large and powerful and commanding, and kept being that way as he gently pinned her against the building. He dwarfed her, shielded her from everyone’s eyes. <br><br>Holly was surprised at his words. She didn’t think a man like this would think of her when she wasn’t around. He could have any woman he wanted to, and yet he visited her. She had wondered when he was going to do it, knowing it would come soon. <br><br>“You did?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 23:49:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded slowly, a gloved hand coming out to stroke her cheek soothingly. He was quite literally hidden in his shadow as he hovered over her, leaning closer.<br><br>"Were you wet in there, Holly? In church?" He moved a little closer, almost looking as though he would kiss her right there in the street. He gave no thought that someone who knew her from church might be walking by at that very moment. It was her concern, not his. "Have you ever been wet in front of your parents before?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 00:03:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lips parted and she started breathing heavy again. Her adrenalin always rushed in his presence, making her breasts rise and fall. At his first question she nodded. She had been wet, but she hadn’t wanted to admit it. But that thick finger motioning for her panties to come down, and his large wet tongue licking his lips…it had been too much for her. <br><br>At his second question she shook her head and her cheeks burned. That had been awkward and she had chosen not to let it in her mind as she said good-bye to them. In fact, it was almost impossible to think about in their presence, it was just to foreign and unacceptable. <br><br>Holly didn't think to check for anyone around them. His presence consumed her fully. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 00:15:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes narrowed, aroused as always by her bashful, innocent reactions to the dangerous questions he asked. But perfect little Holly couldn't lie. And Bune doubted that she even wanted to..he was beginning to suspect she liked admitting her wickedness to him. There was no one else who would accept her naughty behavior.<br><br>His lips nuzzled hers, ignoring an old couple that was passing by behind them. He grinned softly, staring at her mouth. "Why were you staring at my cock, Holly?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 00:34:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Immediately she burned from head to toe in humiliation. Of course she knew he knew she’d been looking. He had prompted her to look. But to ask her why...? Her voice shook in extreme nervousness<br><br>“Y-you wanted me to?”<br><br>Holly knew that wasn’t the complete truth and looked into his eyes, wetting her lips without even knowing it. She held his gaze and hoped he wouldn’t want her to explain more, but knew he would. But she couldn’t just say it. Maybe he wouldn’t push it…<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 01:14:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned, shaking his head disappointedly. His hands slid down her body, smoothing over her sundress in that way he usually did just before slipping his hands up under her clothing. "Holly..I didn't make you do anything. Why were you staring at my cock?"<br><br>His lips were nuzzling her softly, and he placed a delicate kiss on her cheek. What would the churchgoers think to see Holly here, pressed up against a man possibly twice her age?<br><br>"Just tell me. I'm not mad."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 02:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly was vaguely aware of the older couple walking behind him, but was incapable of doing anything about it right now. And she knew she wouldn’t get by with that answer. And he was reminding her again that he knew her name, but she didn’t know his. And she didn’t think she wanted to. <br><br>He was nuzzling her lips the way he did, and she couldn’t help but close hers softly over his before he moved to her cheek. She scarcely even realized she’d done it, it had just slipped from her. His lips on her cheek so tender, along with his words and his deliciously roaming hand prompted the truth from her. She whispered quietly, gazing at him. <br><br>“It’s just…so…so big…and…it felt so…so hard…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 03:05:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune tongue dragged slowly over her blushing cheek, giving her an appreciative little growl as she finally came clean. "Its alright..its normal for a girl your age to be curious. Its nothing to be embarassed about."<br><br>He reached down, wrapping a gloved hand over her dainty wrist, pulling it towards his body. He led her hand to his chest, slowly pulling it lower on his body. Finally, it rested on that same bulge, and it was just as hard as it'd been in church. He laid her hand over it, then let go of her wrist.<br><br>He whispered softly into her cheek, giving her another soft kiss. "We're going to buy you that new dress today. Are you excited?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 03:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivered as his growl reverberated through his tongue and into her cheek. Holly felt him grab her wrist and a thrilling rush ran through her as she felt the strength and power behind it. This powerful and impressive figure was so gentle and tender with her most of the time. He could have done whatever he wanted to long ago, but all he had done is make her let herself be wicked. <br><br>As her hand moved down his body it trembled, she knew what he was doing. She bit her lip and swallowed, feeling apprehensive and unsettled, but very...curious. It sat there on his huge hard swelling, still trembling. Her eyes held his before slowly moving down to his luscious lips, past his neck, over his broad chest, and down his abdomen, coming to rest where her hand lay. <br><br>This was beyond letting him touch her, or touching herself. This was taking part in another’s flesh. This was so so immoral. She just left her hand there for a very long time, before her eyes found their way back to his. Then she softly and slowly moved her hand to the top of his swelling, and then down to the base of it, really taking in its length, watching him the whole time, her heart pounding in her ears.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 03:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune remained completely nonchalant as she began to stroke her fingers curiously over his crotch, not even letting in show in his eyes when his cock twitched slightly under her attention. He could tell she was very curious..but she hadn't asked to see it yet.<br><br>He whispered to her again, the way someone would speak to a person who wasn't paying attention. She seemed so focused on his size and shape, he almost loathed breaking her attention. "Do you parents ever come this way after church?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 03:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After that one stroke, she held her small hand still, just feeling him through his pants. Then it actually moved and she jumped, startled, almost pulling her hand away. She knew he would put it right back though, and…she was still…fascinated. She remembered how big his finger felt, and this was soooo much larger. Then her face turned pink again as she realized she ‘d been comparing his finger and his…thing…because…she was thinking about him sticking it there. She would never let him do that. <em>Never</em>. But…the thought kept creeping in. <br><br>At his question she looked around them, as if looking for them right now, and then brought her dark eyes back to his pales ones. She spoke very low, her voice shaky. They would be so shocked and mortified if they saw what their good little Holly was doing with this large, worldly, and handsome man. . <br><br>“Almost never…just…just if they are going out to lunch.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 03:56:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We should hope they don't go to lunch, then."<br><br>He turn to nuzzles his lips to hers, almost kissing her right there on the street. He arched himself against her hand, rubbing that entire impressing length over her quaking little digits. She was adorable.<br><br>His tongue slipped out to lick softly over her lips, smiling wolfishly. "You didn't answer my other question. We're going to pick out your new dress today. Are you excited? I was hoping you would be."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 04:07:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded in agreement with him that they should hope her parents don’t go to lunch. Her stomach clenched in nervousness at that thought, but she still kept her palm on him. Even as he moved himself against it, she kept her quivering hand to him, feeling her first cock, but still knowing it was unusually enormous. <br><br>Holly kept her lips to his, his hot steamy breath skimming over her lips. She inhaled it for some reason, breathing in his exhale. It was just part of the wickedness. <br><br>She whimpered when that large tongue found her pouty lips. That tongue had done so many awful things to her. Things it shouldn’t have, that shouldn’t have felt like they did. So sinfully wonderful. <br><br>At his questions she nodded, and then whispered quickly, wanting him to know she appreciated it. <br><br>“Yes, yes of course…you don’t have to though…”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 04:14:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned, giving her a soft kiss, not caring who exactly was passing by at the moment. A gloved hand brushed quickly but fiirmly over one of her breasts, feeling the hard nipple only barely disguised under a layer of soft fabric. Another soft growl was given into her mouth.<br><br>"I want to..you looked so beautiful in that other dress..but then we got your cum all over it." Pale eyes studied hers. "We have to be more careful this time, okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 04:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved her lips against his soft kiss. Very quickly she growing to really appreciate his lips and the wonderfully depraved things they could do. And she accepted his growl with ease, letting it chill her in its depth. She’d never heard someone make that noise before…maybe it was just something carnal. <br><br>When he rubbed over her breast in the daylight, stimulating her hard nipple, she gave him a little high pitch moaning purr of her own. I came out of nowhere, and while it wasn’t as guttural as his, it did speak to the depths he was corrupting her. <br><br>At the mention of her cum she looked up into his eyes with a bit of shame. He had been the one to wipe her juices all over, but she had been the one who had soaked herself. She didn’t think she could stop that either. But she nodded slowly, and whispered softly. <br><br>“I’ll be careful.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 19:57:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune sucked softly at her lower lip before leaning back to stare at her, brushing the back of his hand affectionately over his cheek. She was coming along so nicely. He was glad he'd chosen to be patient with her, and it was beginning to pay off.<br><br>"You're going to look so beautiful. We'll buy you all kinds of wonderful things."<br><br>That gloved hand gave her hard nipple a firm caress, then fell down to grasp her hand, beginning to lead her down the block. The walked hand-in-hand, the high end clothing stores just a few blocks away.<br><br>When he spoke again, it was in a normal voice, obviously indifferent to the people walking around them.<br><br>"Have you made yourself cum since the last time I saw you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:34:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned softly as he sucked on her lower lip, her eyes fluttering before he stopped and held her gaze, brushing her cheek. The tenderness almost made it worse…it made it next to impossible to see it as wicked or bad, and very very hard to resist. His manner was so disarming…so sweet and yet very commanding. She’d never been made to be prepared for this. <br><br>At his words she smiled sweetly. She wouldn’t protest, and she wouldn’t stop him from buying her things. He wanted to do it. <br><br>His hand caressed her nipple, making her whimper, and then he took her diminutive hand in his large one, leading her down the block. At his question her mouth dropped open. There were people everywhere, and she glanced around quickly to see if any of them had heard. <br><br>She looked at him wide-eye from under her lashes, not only not answering but in complete shock he would ask it so brazenly in front of everyone on the street. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He all but ignored her shock and borderline panic, not acknowledging at all that she might have been embarassed by the question. He continued to walk calmly, looking around at the stores that passed as though he'd asked her how her day was or how the weather was going to be tomorrow.<br><br>He turned those pale eyes on her again, showing no impatience and certainly no regret for embarassing her. He let those thick fingers lace with hers, and asked again.<br><br>"Did you rub off since the last time I saw you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:51:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly warmed and her skin turned pink. She was sure the older lady that passed them had heard. She held his hand tightly, guessing the easiest way to get him to stop asking the question was to answer it. Not making eye contact, she whispered quickly. <br><br>“Y-yes…I….twice…”<br><br>She tried to walk quicker, but he was acting like it was a leisurely Sunday stroll. Not wanting to attract attention she slowed back down to walk beside him, hoping and praying no one from church saw her. How would she introduce him? She could lie and say he was an uncle or something, but...what if they mentioned it to her parents?<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:57:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her hand a little squeeze as she attempted to hurry along..nothing threatening, just a calm little "relax" kind of squeeze. He gave her a little smile when she whispered the truth to him. His eyes immediately wandered over her form, as if imagining that sweet little slit hidden under her sundress.<br><br>Again, he acted like they were the only two people in the world. In truth, he fully enjoyed making her squirm in front of all these people. <br><br>"Where did you do it? Did you cum hard?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly really wished he would lower his voice and looked around feverishly again, taking his hand in both of hers and holding it, kind of trying to hide behind his arm as they walked. She answered him softly and quickly again, hoping he would stop with the questions.<br><br>“Once in th-the shower, and once in my bed…”<br><br>She hoped, but had doubts, that he would let the second part of his question go. Still glancing around she shrunk against his arm, it arm coming to rest between her breasts. She bit her lip and hoped no one would recognize her. And she really hoped Bobby wasn’t going to be around. Walking with this man was very dangerous. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:08:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let her snuggled shyly against his arm, as though she were trying to hide herself with his massive form. His other gloved hand rose to stroke at her hair, smiling down at her.<br><br>The walked that way for another half block or so, and finally they were in front of the store he'd picked out to let her shop in. The prices were outrageous. It was the kind of place celebrities would pop into to do their shopping when they were in town. But Bune wasn't the kind of person to balk at prices. Especially not when he was trying to work someone like Holly, who wasn't used to such extravagant things.<br><br>He turned towards her, both of those enormous hands cupping her face as he stared down at her. "In your bed. You make me think such dirty thoughts when you say things like that, Holly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:33:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When they started to walk by the elite boutique, Holly kept walking, not for a million years thinking he would be bringing her to a place that carried such select designer clothing. The store with the ‘dress’ before had been very high end…but this place had one of a kind designs.<br><br>As they stopped, Holly looked at the windows in stunned silence. Here? He seemed to think nothing of it and was taking her face into his hands. She tore her eyes away from the brutally expensive store. <br><br>Holly stared up at him as he cupped those cheeks that still held a hint of baby fat around those beautifully delicate features. Her eyes were wide open and dark and naive. <br><br>“I-I’m sorry…”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, no, I like it." He smiled softly, her face looking distinctly childish and innocent. It made her look positively adorable. "The idea of you making a big, wet stain in your sheets..."<br><br>Of course, Bune treated her like anything but a child. And there was nothing innocent about the conversation they were having.<br><br>He leaned in close, loving that shocked expression on her face when she realized where they would be shopping. Girls like Holly never expected anyone to do nice things for them, and they appreciated it all the more.<br><br>"You've been such a good girl lately, Holly. Pick out anything you want, okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 23:13:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At the mention of the 'stain on her sheets', there was a flash in her eyes and the skin under his palms grew warm. She had in fact made a very big stain. Her hands and thighs had been soaked, and she's been laying on her stomach, her hands beneath her. Everything had dripped over he fingers to the bed. She had tried to change the sheet in the morning, but it had soaked through to the mattress. <br><br>When he leaned in and told her to get whatever she wanted she smiled softly and nodded slowly. She would let him do this for her. He made her wicked and bad, but...he appreciated her. He rewarded her. He paid real attention to her, and didn't just want her to do some duty, or be some prize. And he kept their secrets, and made her feel so deliciously good...<br><br>"I will."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 23:21:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stared at her with the familiar, desirous look, not caring what anyone would think of this massive, white-haired man standing suggestively close to a girl much, much younger. What WOULD Holly say if they ran across someone she knew?<br><br>He took her hand again and led her into the store. The young-looking girl behind the counter gave him an excessively friendly smile, her eyes lingering on him as he and Holly stepped past her towards the gowns and the more casual - but still outrageously expensive - dresses and skirts. He gave her free reign to browse wherever she wanted, giving her ass a little pat to spur her on.<br><br>"Pick out something nice...then we'll pick out the necessary accessories. I don't think white cotton panties will do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 00:09:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her another one of those looks…the kind that bore through her and held her suspended. She could tell the mood of what he was thinking, even if she couldn’t hear his thoughts. For a moment she forgot about the street full of people and just held that gaze her lips parting and her breathing becoming a little heavier. She knew what that gaze meant, and her body was gearing up all ready in a Pavlov’s response. <br><br>The he took her hand and led her into the fantasy land she had never dreamed of visiting. This place… it was just not a part of Holly’s world at all. Even the casual things were so very expensive. Her hands reached out and hesitated before even touching the fabric. She didn’t want it to be a mirage or unreal. Finally she gathered the courage and ran her hands over them, and started looking through them. She was looking for another dress…another one that she could keep secret, and that would make her beautiful. <br><br>As she looked she started to grow frustrated. They were all so exquisite, but she didn’t want to choose the wrong one. Finally she looked a Bune. <br><br>“What color should I get?”<br><br>Maybe that could help narrow it down. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 00:17:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune had been thumbing through a few other dresses on a nearby rack. Sluttier, more revealing affairs..the kinds of things you would see in a racy music video. When she asked for his attention, he turned to her with a thoughtful smile.<br><br>"You can get as many as you like. Maybe a pretty white one for church, and then red or black for..other things."<br><br>His eyes fell over her body again. He honestly WOULD be more careful not to ruin her nice new clothes this time. She'd been so well-behaved for him, she deserved her rewards. <br><br>Still, though, he imagined that under that sundress, her thighs were glistening with her cum, pale, athletic thighs covered in her cream..<br><br>He moved a little closer to her, idly looking over the dresses in front of her. "You'd be so incredibly beautiful in any of these."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 00:46:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly smiled bashfully and turned back to the rack. There were so many. There was an&nbsp; ivory polka dot babydoll dress that was very pretty…she could wear it in the summer. It wasn’t really church appropriate, but it was sweet. It had spaghetti straps, and was pretty short, but it was demure just from the color and the fabric. She put it over her arm and moved to wear he was. <br><br>The dresses over here were very…skimpy. Some of them you could hardly call dresses. Here she had a harder time even choosing. Eventually she was drawn to a black one that looked like liquid, it was shiny, and the fabric was so smooth it flowed. It was also kind of stretchy, and she guessed it would be very very tight fitting. It also looked like a halter dress that fell to at least the small of the back, and in the front the v-neck looked like it fell below the belly button. <br><br>Choosing a dress like that was a big step for Holly. It was an admission of her intent. There was no question what a dress like that was for, but…as long as it was a secret…and he kept telling her she was so good. When she had chosen the two, she turned to him to see what he would instruct her to do next. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 00:58:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune looked at them, and his face showed his obvious approval. He looked as thoughhe was already picturing her in them..and imaging what he would do to her while she was wearing them.<br><br>Putting a gloved hand on her cheek, he leaned in, giving her a long, hot kiss right in the middle of the store. His thick tongue found hers, and he pulled her closer as he deepened it further. He wasn't sure if the cashier was looking; nor did he much care.<br><br>When he finally broke the kiss, he stared at her hungrily, still stroking her face. "Those are perfect, Holly."<br><br>He took her hand again, leading her towards the panties. There certainly wasn't a sweet, innocent pair of white cotton anywhere to be found. All of these were for..well, for the kind of girl Holly was becoming. He stood there, gesturing at them and waiting for her to select as many as she liked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Holly couldn’t help but grin softly when she saw his look of approval. She had pleased him, and that pleased her. She knew it shouldn’t he was a depraved man who made her do immoral things…but he was just so proud of her. No one showed her how proud they were of her like he did. <br><br>And they certainly didn’t show it the way he did next. She was startled when he grabbed her and slid that thick tongue in her mouth, right in the middle of the store. He was giving her a real kiss. A very deep and long hot kiss. Her body naturally arched against his and her pounded in her ears, and the muscles in her sex tightened. He had kissed her like this before, and she had tasted herself on him at the time. <br><br>When he broke it she was breathless, her eyes almost closed, completely overwhelmed with the remnants of his kiss. <br><br>She was still in a daze as he led her to the area with the panties. There were sooo many. All different styles and colors and fabrics. Holly’s mouth dropped open. She realllly liked these she could be naughty and wear them all the time and no one would ever know. She looked up to Bune, smiling bashfully, a wicked glint in her eye. <br><br>“As many as I want?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's right, hunny." He smiled and moved behind her, leaning in so she could hear as he spoke softly. "You've been so good, and I'm so proud of you. You deserve beautiful things, don't you?"<br><br>Other than his arousal brushing lightly against her, hw was perfectly behaved now. His eyes moved to roam over the vast selection..all different colors and style were spread out, tiny thongs, lace panties, some with lewd words and nicknames written over the backs. He smiled, allowing her to browse and pick out anything she wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:38:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly stayed away from the ones with the lewd words, or 'princess', or glittery letters. She was draw to the classier things. Holly chose several thongs, blushing deeply at the thought of actually wearing them. One of them was made of the same watery looking black material the black dress was. She chose a couple of animal prints, giggling as she did. Some high cut lace panties in a variety of colors. <br><br>What she really liked were the boy cut panties, and chose lacey black, red, white, pink, and blue ones. There were sheer ones she picked as well. All in all she must have picked up 20 pairs of panties, just unable to resist all of the different kinds. When she was done she looked up at the man whose name she still didn't know. <br><br>"You pick one."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:59:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was smirking while he watched her quite literally help herself to everything she wanted, glad that she was allowing herself to accept his offer. Last time, she'd been shy, almost nervous about accepting his gifts. Now she was more relaxed, more willing. Much like she was with her body.<br><br>When she said that, he immediately picked up a little pink pair, a thong with a transparent front. A little picture of Winnie the Pooh was etched over that see-through material. He placed it on the pile with the lettering facing up. With a grin, he reached down to stroke her cheek.<br><br>"Anything else you need?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 04:19:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he picked up the pink pair with Winnie the Pooh on them she almost giggled. But instead she grabbed a Hello Kitty pair to go with them. She hadn't wanted to seem too little girlish, but apparently that wasn't a problem. When he asked his question she shook her head and smiled softly. Maybe it was because being in her was so far removed from her world, she was feeling pretty comfortable. If someone were to come in that she knew, which was highly unlikely, she might feel different. <br><br>She started heading towards the register, apparently not planning on trying on the dresses. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 19:05:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she began to move towards the register, he gently grasped her elbow to halt her. He smiled and shook his head, helping to steady her as she balanced the rather impressive pile of clothing she'd picked out from herself. Looking over at it, he would have to make a note not to let her see just how much all of it would cost when he paid for it.<br><br>"No, no, Holly..." He glanced back towards the fitting room doors along the wall, not very far at all from the register where that young cashier idly snapped her gum. "Clothes like this, you have to try on first."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:17:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly smiled shyly and nodded, thinking he just wanted to see her in the dresses. That was very fair considering what he was doing for her. She let him guide her with his poweful hand on her elbow, her mind drifting back to the kiss he had given her. When they reached the door she opened it and stepped in, then stopped, turning to him. Her dark eyes were wide and sparking with just a hint of wickedness. <br><br>"Which dress do you want to see first?"<br><br>The kiss in the store and the moment by the apartment building had left her still feeling a bit achy and warm. She actually hoped he wanted to see the black one, as she was anxious to feel the fabric on her skin. But she would do what he wanted. Almost anything he wanted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:23:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave herself away by quickly glancing down at that black dress she held. She would look amazing in that one, probably better even than she'd looked in that lovely cocktail dress he'd smeared her first ever orgasm on.<br><br>He picked that one up and placed it over her shoulder for her convenience. Then levelled those ice-blue eyes on her. It was easy to see that she was still flushed from their hot kiss a few moments before, and her innocent eyes flickered with a certain desire.<br><br>"Which panties are you going to try on with them?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:53:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stood suspended in his hypnotic gaze like she always was. Her body responded just from his look. There was still that sense wickedness...knowing everything that was associated between the two of them was wrong and depraved, but she pushed those thoughts from her mind. She was a good girl, he said so. And besides, it was all secret. <br><br>At his selection she smiled softly and bit her lip. She looked down at the pile of panties, not realziging she would be trying them on. There was really only one choice to go with the dress, and she pulled out the thong whose small patch of cloth was made out of the same material. <br><br>"this one?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:08:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded approvingly, agreeing that that particular pair would be perfect for the dress. But he picked up that pair with the Hello Kitty print, laying that on her shoulder over the dress. They were so adorable and innocent; he had to see her in them.<br><br>"Put these on first. I want to see you in them."<br><br>Bune opened the door to the dressing room for her. It wasn't a full door..there was a section of the top missing. Inside was a bench and a few hooks to hang extra clothing, so whomever was using it would be able to try on more than one thing at a time.<br><br>His hand moved to Holly's rear, giving her cheeks a firm squeeze as he ushered her in, waiting outside for her to do as he'd asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:42:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly jumped and blushed a little as he squeezed her cheeks. Her skin tingled where he had touched them, and she remembered what had happened the last time he had played with her cheeks. <br><br>Once inside she set down the pile of clothing and took a deep breath. This was so very out of character for her. What if she got caught? What would her parents do? What would Bobby say? That made her bite her lip and hesitate. She liked Bobby. He was nice and kind and cute but...he was...boring. There was no excitement or edge. Nothing that made her heart race. Not like with... with... she still didn't know his name. A smile crept to her lips and she reached under her dress and removed her slightly damp white cotton panties. <br><br>As she pulled on the Hello Kitty ones, she wondered how she was going to show him. His form would block the door she supposed. Pulling her skirt up she looked at them in the mirror. They may be Hello Kitty, but with the way her butt cheeks hung out of them and they sat soooo very low, they were unlike any of her other panties. <br><br>She opened the door and peeked out. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:56:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had his back turned while she slipped her cotton panties off and pulled the new ones on, giving her some amount of privacy. He could hear her shuffling around inside, then silence as she looked at herself in the mirror.<br><br>Bune turned when he heard the slight creek of the door opening a crack. He looked at her, his height making it easy for him to peek through the opening on top of the door.<br><br>He opened the door all the way and looked at her, his eyes moving briefly to the damp, discarded panties she'd left on the bench. He eyed her body appreciatively.<br><br>"Take off the dress so I can see."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 22:09:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly waited for him to close the door, and when it was clear he wouldn't, looked up at him questioningly. It was clear he wanted to see them, open door or not. He was basically like a door so nodded softly to show she understood. <br><br>Holly twisted her arms behind her and unzipped her dress. Before pulling it over he head she realized she'd never been that unclothed in front of him before. He had touched her in many places, but never had she stood almost nude. After only a brief hesitation she pulled it up and over her head, and hung her dress up on a hook, leaving her back to him, her clothed in just the little pink panties and a simple white bra. <br><br>Nervously she turned around. The nervousness made her uneasy because she realized she was hoping he would be pleased with the way she looked now that he could see most of her. There were no clothes to hide behind now. Before, she had always had her top or the dress...now she was really exposed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 22:22:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes smoldered as he watched her hesitiate before shyly undressing herself. He had never seen her quite this undressed before, simply standing before him for judgement, essentially. But he had seen enough of her body, both clothed and unclothed, to know she had a much sexier body than she realized.<br><br>Bune said nothing, though the way his eyes devoured her probably said enough. He backed her into the dressing room and closed the door behind him, his massive height still making his head visible through the opening.<br><br>He moved behind her, turning her to face the mirror so they could see themselves in the reflection. She looked adorable, that Hello Kitty patch sitting just about where the top of her sweet little slit was hidden. Gloved hands moved to her hips, those low-slung panties barely covering them. His bulge was pressed lightly against her ass.<br><br>"I love them, Holly. You look so beautiful. I'm so proud of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 23:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Holly backed up as his massive form entered the dressing room with her. He was simply huge, and when he stood behind her and turned her to the mirror it was even more obvious. The sheer size of him made her tremble. He could so easily do whatever he wanted, but he could be so sweet and tender. And he made her feel such sinful things. <br><br>She could feel him brushing against her cheeks, reminding her exactly what she had been touching earlier. Her lips flushed and she ducked her head. But he said again how proud her was of her and she peeked up at him. <br><br>“Thank you.”<br><br>She supposed it should seem odd that she was thanking him after the ways he had made her be so bad, but it had almost helped her be good the rest of the time. It’s like she knew that even though she had to be so good for everyone, there was a secret, and a little treat she had. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 23:38:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune leaned over slightly, never taking his pale eyes from her lovely reflection. So much lovely, perfect flesh that no one but he had ever seen. He wasn't even sure if Holly was the type of girl to wear a bathing suit or go to the beach.<br><br>Abruptly, his hands swept up from her hips to grope at her breasts, thumbs rubbing over her nipples through the delicate material of her bra. His eyes remained fixed on that cutest Hello Kitty logo, looking almost like a bullseye to draw attention to that innocence underneath it.<br><br>He kissed at her ear, letting her feel his warm breath. He spoke quietly, knowing his words would likely catch her off guard. "Do you think your friend the youth pastor will like your pretty new panties?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 00:32:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was different watching him grope her in the mirror. Her breasts were very full and round…larger than she wanted them to be, but his hands made them look so small. His large thumb rubbed over her nipples and she gasped softly, her thighs squeezed together, a bolt of pleasure shooting from her nipples to her groin. She held her breath the keep quiet. The salesgirl was extremely close, and it was a quiet shop. <br><br>It felt so depraved, and she watched hungrily as he hovered over her, his warm form almost wrapping around her. He moved to her ear again and she prepared for the hot breath and dancing lips that always came with his words. <br><br>What she wasn’t prepared for was his comment and her mouth dropped open and her hands jumped to his wrists in a vain attempt to move his hands away. She couldn’t mix these two worlds. This was not the kind of thing that she be associated with Bobby. Holly didn’t know what to say or how to respond. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 00:50:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He ignored her grasping wrists, responding only by groping at her tights more hungrily, pushing them up and rubbing at the undersides. Her bra felt so deilicate, as though it would be nothing for those powerful hands to simply tear them apart.<br><br>"Its just a simple little question, Holly." He purred into his ear through gritted teeth, which were tugging softly at her earlobe. "What do you think that nice, fine young man would do if you showed him your adorable little panties? Would he run to call your parents? Or would he start touching you in filthy ways?"<br><br>As if to illustrate what he meant, one gloved hand slid slowly down her stomach and between her thighs, rubbing at the front of her panties, feeling those precious lips just beneath the thin fabric. "Would he do this? Would you want him to?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 01:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he gripped her breasts tighter she moved back away, and right back into him. She could feel his massive swelling as it pressed against her. Conflicting feeling raced around her head. This felt so wonderfully bad, but thinking of Bobby and the world away from this man was supposed to be good. <br><br>His teeth on her ear made her shiver. It was as if he wanted to just eat her up, and he could if he wanted to. He was so bestial in some ways.<br><br>When his massive gloved hand slid down her skin, leaving a trail of tingles on it way, and started to stroke her lips, she gaped lightly and her thighs locked around his fingers. Even as the pleasure rolled over her she felt horrified, and her face was shocked. She shook her head, whispering quietly but desperately. <br><br>“He…he wouldn’t do that…I…I wouldn’t let him…”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 01:13:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune was working her from both sides at once, thick fingers rubbing lewdly at the front of her panties while he rubbed her arousal against the back of them. The paw at her chest tugged one cup of her bra down just enough to rub a gloved finger softly over her erect nipple.<br><br>His lips were still at her ear in that way that had always sent a thrill up her spine. "Of course he would, Holly..you're such a good, innocent, sexy young girl. But why wouldn't you let him?"<br><br>He continued to watch in the mirror, himself showing no emotion though he was delighting in the bizarre conflict playing out on her face. His eyes were fixed on the reflection of hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 01:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly realized the panties were getting wet, and that she would soon soak them. She would have to take them off and give them to the salesgirl with the other ones. She tried to squirm away from his fingers, actually hoping to pull them down before they were drenched. She was having a hard time controlling her limbs though, what with the way he had exposed her nipple to the mirror, and was rubbing them. <br><br>She had never looked at her body in the mirror. Just in clothes to make sure she looked neat and clean. But her nipples…they were pink and hard, and it was kind of distancing to watch them grow even firmer as he stroked them. <br><br>Her gaze never left his and he looked at her in the mirror and spoke in her ear. <br><br>“N-no…this is a wicked thing. He’s not…not wicked at all. He wouldn’t do that.”<br><br>She squirmed closer to his fingers before catching herself and pulling back again. <br><br>“And…he thinks I’m…I’m chaste…he would be shocked….”<br><br>The mere thought of him finding out made her face clench in alarm. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 01:38:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he caught her staring at herself in the mirror, and he pinched her nipple between his gloved fingers, framing it for her. It had grown even more tender and aroused as she watched herself. He pushed that wet tongue into her ear a little, watching her reaction.<br><br>"Thats why he wouldn't do it...but you said you wouldn't let him. If he wanted to..why wouldn't you let him, Holly?"<br><br>His fingers were working those moist panties hard now, and he certainly wouldn't let her pull them down to keep them clean. <br><br>"If he wanted to make you cum..why wouldn't you let him? Think of all the wicked, dirty, wonderful things you could teach that nice young man now..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:16:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as the pink nipple turned a little darker with the pinch, sitting between his black leather glove. The skin of her breasts barely peeked out between his fingers. She watched her nipple, and felt the bliss at the same time. <br><br>His tongue entered her ear, hot and wet like always. His fingers were pressing harder now, making her whimper quietly with each stroke. She tried hard to be very quiet, not wanting the salesgirl to know. She didn’t know her, but Holly was afraid she would tell someone, who might tell someone else, who might figure out who she was. <br><br>It was hard for her to speak with his fingers and ear working over her skin, but she forced words out between breaths. <br><br>“He…he…thinks I’m nice…I want …him to think…think I’m nice.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:26:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned at that, watching her in the mirror as he delicately stroked her hair. A gloved fingertip circled teasingly over that hard little nipple. Her expression at the moment was so precious and sexy.<br><br>"That's so cute, Holly. Do you like this boy?"<br><br>Bune whispered into her ear as he took one of her hands and brought it behind her back, over her rear with her palm facing out. He rubbed his arousal against that dainty hand, purring softly into her ear.<br><br>"Do you like him more than you like me, Holly?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:59:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her small hand seemed to close on its own almost, gently grabbing him as he moved against her. That purr rumbled and reverberated through her. Holly’s nipples were swollen and aching for more as he teased the one. <br><br>When he asked if she liked Bobby she nodded slowly. She did like him. He was sweet and polite and kind and very safe. When he asked if she liked Bobby more than him she paused. Her first instinct was to shake her head, but that would be admitting that she like being dirty. That she liked doing these awful things. <br><br>But the truth was that she did like these things, and before right now she had been able to pretend they weren’t real, that they were sort of a dream. But he was making her mix the worlds, and really admit to herself what she had been doing. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 06:26:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stared at her, his expression one of stone, waiting patiently for an answer. She knew well enough by now that he always got what he wanted, didn't she?<br><br>That gloved hand that had been working her panties shifted somewhat, a finger slipping into the leg of those brand new panties to tug the front aside.<br><br>They would both see in the mirror Holly's precious, mostly hairless little slit. It was glistening, slightly messy with her arousal. Bune didn't lay a finger on it, simply staring at it in the mirror as though he'd never seen it before.<br><br>Then his tongue was back on her ear. "Do you like him more than you like me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 07:14:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly stood there looking guilty, like she wanted to look down to the floor in shame. Of course she couldn't, his gaze held hers, and if it didn't her eyes followed his. And now he was gazing at the reflection of her slickness, which meant she was now too. It was so painfully obvious how much he affected her. <br><br>When his tongue found her ear again, it prompted one of those shivers. She knew she had to tell him the truth. She couldn't lie, and he always pulled it out of her anyway. Finally she shook her head slowly. She didn't like Bobby better at all. This man, whose name she still didn't know, occupied much more of her thoughts than Bobby ever would.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:33:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune continued to stare at the mirror, the expression on her face very clearly expressing what she was thinking even if she hadn't responded by shaking her head. But again, she would know Bune well enough to know that that response wouldn't be quite enough.<br><br>His tongue continued to tease her ear, then slid down to caress her neck with that warm, wet muscle, still watching that slick pussy in the mirror. "Why do you like me more, Holly?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:42:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She exhaled softly as he moved to her neck. In the mirror she watched that large tongue as it slithered over her skin. She had felt it and tasted it, and seen it on his lips...but never had she seen it like this. Dark and red and wet against her pale skin, seeking out places to lick and kiss. <br><br>Holly didn't know how to answer him. A bit of confustion played on her face. She knew she had to answer. All she could do was tell him what came to her mind. She looked back at his face, even as he watched her body. <br><br>"I...you...you let me be bad..and still think I'm good."<br><br>Maybe it wasn't as hard as she thought.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:53:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmhmm. You are good, Holly. You're so good.."<br><br>His tongue found her delicate neck again, an adorable blush on her skin as she forced herself to come clean once again. His free hand roamed over her athletic body, while the other continued to hold her panties so that they could both enjoy the sight of her perfect little head.<br><br>Finally, his hand moved to her wrist, guiding it towards that glistening pussy as his tongue found her ear again for a soft whisper. "Give me a nice taste."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 20:09:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes were locked on the movements in the mirror. She had felt and tasted that large wet tongue before, but had never seen it other that for a quick wetting of his lips. Holly watched it as it slithered across her neck, bringing goosebumps to her flesh. <br><br>His hand was so large and the black glove such a contrast to her creamy skin. It roamed over her, taking whatever path it wished, going where it waned. She moaned very very quietly, giving and indication of the pleasure she felt at his touch. Holly was trying to be quiet, knowing the salesgirl was close, and if she looked she would easily see two pairs of feet very close together in the dressing room. <br><br>She knew exactly what he wanted, and watched in the mirror as her small hand slid down her body to her glistening lips. After just a brief pause she pressed two fingers between her lips at the very top of her slit, and then slid them along the length, gasping quietly as she ran over her swollen little clit. Upon reaching the base of her mounds and the opening to her canal she worked a hair deeper, and then withrew her fingers. They were shiny and wet with her want, and she raised them very slowly to his lips, still watching it all in the mirror. Her thighs squeezed together as she watched, feeding the growing ache. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 01:04:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her approvingly in the mirror as she did what he asked - reluctantly at first, but soon enough succumbing to his will, as she always did. And Bune knew that what he wanted was what she wanted, too.<br><br>When she lowered that delicate hand to his lips, that thick tongue slipped out to lap softly at her fingers. It seemed that each new time he tasted her, she was sweeter and thicker than the time before. What surprised him most was how much he found that he missed that taste of her arousal in between his little visits.<br><br>He left just a trace of her on her fingertips, a gloved hand taking her wrist to guide it back towards her own mouth, watching her reflection with a hungry smirk.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 20:25:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly watched that unique and sinister tongue as it cleaned her fingers almost completely. It was almost like it's own being, and she pressed her tighs together as a flare of want flowed over her. She remembered very clearly what it had been like to have that tongue between her legs, and between the cleft of her ass cheeks. Holly didn't want to desire it as she did, but had gone beyond denying she wanted it, and was now more concerned with simpley hiding it from the outside world. <br><br>As he pulled her fingers to her own mouth her full wet lips parted and she took the first one inside, sucking on it and cleaning on it much like she had his the other day. The look on his face...that confident and arrogant smirk gave her another rush of desire. He had almost complete control over her, and they both new it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 01:53:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes never left her mirrored reflection as he slowly stood to his full height, his massive, powerful frame dwarfing hers as he stood behind her. He again took her wrist, gently guiding her hand down over her flat little tummy and back into the waistband of those brand new, still unpaid-for panties.<br><br>When her fingers were back over her moist little slit, he released her wrist, those gloved hands coming to rest on her shoulders as though they were posing for a photo. He leaned in to gently kiss at the nape of her neck. <br><br>"Holly...you taste just like honey." Gloved fingers brushed her hair aside to lick softly up her neck. "Even in church today..from across the aisle..I could smell how hot you were."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 02:15:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly slipped her hand back inside her panties as he guided her to do. They were soaked with her juices, as were her thighs, she could see them glistening in the mirror. Her delicate fingers dipped into her slit again. He hadn’t instructed her as to what to do with them, so she took it upon herself to stroke her swollen little clit just once, her body shivering at the stimulation, and at the knowledge she was wickedly letting him watch her. <br><br>She shivered again as he kissed her neck, and she allowed herself another stroke. It was throbbing softly now, her desire deepening, and when his long tongue snaked up her skin she quivered and brushed her clit yet again. Her eye wanted to close but she was unable to look away from his eyes in the mirror for even an instant. <br><br>His words shamed her, but his voice inflamed her. It was so deep and intensely sensual…almost inhuman at times. She moaned softly, and then abruptly cut it off, not wanting to alert anyone outside. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 02:27:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bune allowed himself the barest trace of a smile when he saw her cheeks flush slightly with shame at his mention of her earlier behavior in the church. Her moan brought a hungry, quiet purr out of his lips as he sucked softly at her neck. His eyes moved down her body as she almost shlyly caressed over that creamy clit.<br><br>"Don't be ashamed," he whispered as he nuzzled his lips over her neck. "I was so proud of you. I wanted nothing more than to come to you, kneel between your legs and taste you while you read from your hymn book." His gaze moved back to penetrate the reflection of her eyes.<br><br>"Wouldn't that be fun, Holly? For your friend the youth pastor to watch you cum?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 02:47:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly moaned again at the thought of him between her legs, that long thick tongue of his licking at lapping at her dripping pussy. She pressed her thighs together around her hand and felt weak for a moment. She wanted to push those thought from her mind, but if he had tried to do that to her she knew she wouldn’t have been able to stop him, and not sure enough of her would have wanted to. <br><br>But her eyes widened and she shook her head when he mentioned her cumming in front of her sort of boyfriend. No, he thought she was so good and pure. He thought she was just a sweet innocent girl who always did what she was told…but if it did happen…she could show him she wasn’t just what everyone though. The shake of her head stopped and she looked uncertain. Then she shook it again quickly. She would be mortified if he knew…if anyone knew… "No...he can't know..."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 03:00:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..it'll be our secret, then. Just like always." He did catch the flicker of doubt in her eyes, though, as she imagined what it would be like to let her friend in on her filthy little secret. Did part of her enjoy the fantasy of being able to show people just what she was capable of now? What she'd learned from Bune?<br><br>He pressed his tongue to her ear, tracing along its out rim. His eyes were again watching that little hand in the front of her panties, and he grasped her other hand to move it behind her back, palm against his rock-hard bulge.<br><br>"Make yourself cum, Holly...right in your pretty new panties. Will you do that for me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 03:28:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly continued to watch herself in and Bune in the mirror, feeling like she was naughtily peeping in on someone else’s pleasure. Her quiet voice reached to him, breathy and less innocent than when he had first met her. “I like…like secrets…”<br><br>She watched his tongue trace her ear, and at the same time she felt the warm wet sensation against her skin. This was all so immoral, and for a moment Holly had a flash of guilt. But she pushed most of it to the back of her mind, the ache between her legs was too great to ignore. <br><br>When she felt the bulge beneath her palm once again she moaned softly at the rock hard feel of it. He was like that because of what he was doing with her. Her of all people. She had the power to arouse him, and that was intoxicating. <br><br>At his request, which she knew was really an order disguised as a request, she glanced to the door. She wasn’t sure how quiet she could be. But the salesgirl would know something was up when they paid for the soaking wet panties…unless they didn’t pay for them and she continued to wear them…but that was stealing. <br><br>Her eyes moved back to the forms in the mirror. She wanted badly to cum, and bit her lip in frustration as her modesty and her desire fought with one another. Finally she started moved her fingers around her clit, dipping lower for more juices and then bringing them back to swirl the wetness around her aching clit. Her nipples were so tight and hard they were almost painful. Unconsciously she was subtly moving her palm as well, stroking him in rhythm with her moving fingers.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 03:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave an almost surprised purr when she began to rub intently against his bulge, and he panted softly into her ear, smirking as he watched her face in the mirror. She'd easily feel the outline of that thick cock through his pants, and it grew only firmer under her attention. His lips nuzzled her ear with a whisper. "Any time you want it.." he arched his arousal into her hand to make clear what 'it' was.."..all you have to do is ask like a good girl, Holly."<br><br>His eyes never left hers as his hot, wet tongue explored over her neck, giving a sensual, slightly sharp bite to her shoulder. "Now cum for me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 03:54:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The prospect of taking that large member inside of her scared her. Even fingers were sometimes too much for her tight cunt…but at the same time a curious thrill made her tremble and her hand closed a little tighter around the shape of him. He was so large, and it was still growing from her touch. <br><br>As much as the thought caused her to hesitate, his panting and lips nuzzling her ear made her want to know more, to experience more. And his tongue was moving again, snaking its way across her pale flesh, leaving a trail of tingling fire. She had all four fingers on top of her clit now, stroking up and down the small hidden shaft of it. Her eyes closed halfway in a daze of want and she wet her lips.<br><br>His velvet voice ordering her to cum was the last stimulation she needed as her fingers pushed along her clit one more time. She exploded just as he sharply bit her, the slight pain of it only intensifying her pleasure. Her eyes widened and she called out in passion, as much as she tried to stifle it. Her leg threatened to give way as the bliss rippled through her, centered on her pounding clit and clenching sex. Her fingers continued to rub furiously as her neck arched in passion, her lips parted. She leaned back into him, gripping his cock forcefully through his pants, almost using it to keep balance. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 03:12:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He purred into her neck as she gripped his cock more firmly and desirously than she ever had before. He arched into her hand, slender fingers squeezing that thick shaft over the fabric of his pants. He was hungry for her now..only his incredible willpower kept him from taking her right there in the dressing room.<br><br>He watched her blushing, panting face as she came, and he could tell by the way her body quivered and nearly gave out that it was a forceful one. He whispered softly against her neck, rewarding her with a light kiss. "Good girl, Holly."<br><br>After she was calmed slightly, he leaned down, pulling her sopping wet panties down over her thighs and slender calves, lifting her feet one at a time to remove them completely. Then he simply tossed those pretty little Hello Kitty panties into the corner of the room.<br><br>"Get dressed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 03:41:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly could feel his response to her gripping him, and hear and feel the purr in her neck. The fact he was feeling pleasure left her with mixed feelings. She was frightened he was going to want more, but at the same time spurred on by the reaction as well. His voice always made her shiver, and the vibration of it on her neck was wickedly sensual. <br><br>She rode out her climax, her body wracked with spasms, and did her best to be quiet. But she knew the salesgirl had to know something by now, and was probably just too stunned to do anything about it. <br><br>A debate was starting to rage in her again over what to do about the panties when he, the man whose name she still didn’t know, pulled them off of her, undressing her. He tossed them in the corner, and she looked at him wide-eyed. They couldn’t just leave them…could they? They were wet with her juices, and the light scent of her sweet juices wafted from them.&nbsp; But she didn’t dare disagree, and did what she was told, dressing in the sweet innocent church clothes she had worn into the shop. Her legs shook from her climax, but she managed. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 03:54:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You look so beautiful, Holly." He gave her that proud papa stare again, then leaned in, his hand moving under her sundress to wipe a spot of her cum as it trickled down her thigh. He licked his fingers clean as he stared at her. "Now you know how beautiful you look when you cum for me."<br><br>He gave her that charming grin, stroking her hair before taking her hand and leading her out of the dressing room, those messy panties forgotten. He led her towards the cash register, where the cashier gave them both odd looks but said nothing. The scent of Holly's thick orgasm was full in the air, but Bune simply smiled as he paid by credit card and led her out of the store.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 04:18:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His words, along with the way he reached under her church dress, embarrassed her, but made her grin timidly as well. She liked being called beautiful, and he had just called her it twice. And she believed his words, he sounded sincere to her. It might just be her naiveté, or it might be true, but whatever it was, she liked to hear it. <br><br>Holly purposefully didn't watch as the items rang up one by one. The total would make her feel very guilty for accepting them, and she didn't want to feel guilty about it. He wanted to buy these things for her, he'd made that perfectly clear. Once she had the shopping bags in her hands she wondered how she was going to get them up to her room. It wasn't that odd that she might go shopping, but she would never go somewhere expensive. And if her parents saw the bags, they would want to see what she had bought, and 99% of what was in these bags she did not want them to see. <br><br>As they left the store she smiled softly up at the huge man next to her. "Thank you."&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YankeeGent</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 04:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned and smiled down at her, caressing her cheek with a smooth leather glove. Her face was still glowing with the flush of her orgasm, and it made her look even more adorable, almost angelic.<br><br>"I always tell you..you deserve nice things." He leaned in a bit closer, almost as though he would kiss her right there in the middle of the street. "You're always such a good girl for me. And I love our secrets, Holly."<br><br>Bune looked over her body again, his glare seeming almost as though he could see right through her clothes to those still-slick inner thighs. He licked his lips with that beefy tongue, then turned and walked in the opposite direction that Holly needed to go, without so much as another glance over his shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 04:41:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly watched as he left, leaving her standing in the street with cum soaked thighs, the scent of the stickiness hovering around her. The way he left her...it actually disappointed her a little, but relieved her as well. Now if she saw someone she knew, she wouldn't have to pretend so much. She might have to stand downwind, but she wouldn't have to try and explain the man with the leather gloves. <br><br>She made her way home, and crossed around to the back of the house. Her father never worked on anything on Sunday, it was a day of rest, so she hid the bags in the garage. He never came out here on Sundays. Later when her father and mother went out for an evening walk she would retrieve them. <br><br>Holly said a quick hello as she went into the house, bounding up the stairs to her room before they could corner her and maybe smell the sex on her. Gratefully she had her own bathroom, but new she couldn't risk a shower. How would she explain that? Instead she disrobed and placed one foot on the sink, and cleaned her thighs and sex with a washcloth. The man's thick tongue flashed into her mind, and she couldn't help but linger, stimulating herself under the guise of washing up.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shattered Virtue (One on One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyria</strong> on <strong>23-06-2006, 03:22:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holly and her date roamed the carnival, actually daring to hold hands. When he reached for it she grinned and blushed shyly, her cheeks glowing a lovely pink and her brown eyes shining. She gazed up at him sweetly as they traveled amongst the rides and games, ate cotton candy, and talked.&nbsp; He of course was the perfect gentleman, and guided her around, watching for her safety and winning her prizes. Halfway through the evening he had won her a large poodle over half the size of Holly, and even carried it for her. <br><br>Not long after, her cell phone rang. She looked at the ID and saw it was Heather, her cousin. She gave the youth pastor an apologetice smile, and spoke apologetically. "Sorry. Heather is a bit exciteable. If I don't answer it she'll worry, but I'll keep it short" She grinned a little wider and flipped open her pink phone, bringing to her ear. "Hi Heather, how are you?"<br><br>They walked along casually, and Holly listened. Her face paled. She turned her head from her date and bit her lip, listening. "Wh-what? Um...ye-ess...h-hold on a sec." No. It couldn't be. She knew the salesgirl, the one at the clothing shop the man had taken her to. Holly's heart beat a little faster and she turned to her date, putting a nervous smile on her lips. "Um, I need to go take this...she's...it's private. I'll just head over to the parking lot where it's quieter, and be right back. I'm sorry."<br><br>He assured her it was fine, and that he would wait for her. Holly quickly walked off, her face starting to burn in humiliation, and her eyes tearing. Things were falling apart, and she should have been more careful. Heather probably knew everything and everyone would know, they would all find out. <br><br>As soon as she was out of earshot of her date she started talking to Heather rapidly. "Listen, it's not like it sounds, not at all, we were just--..." Holly stared at the phone, then put it back to her ear. "Hello?" There was only an odd hum. Holly stopped walking and just looked at it, her large round eyes full of tears and her lower lip trembling. Everyone would know. 
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