Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge & Neroon)
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				Title: <strong>Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 18:32:39</strong>
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				It had to be a stormy night, Alistair Fancourt Bell thought mordantly, as he took the apparatus for the ritual down to the drawing room.&nbsp; It was typical that the weather would add it's own form of drama to the dark events that he planned.&nbsp; Well they were hardly dark, after all he was here as a rationalist, to dispel all the misconceptions that the credulous fools in his university were buying into.<br><br>Just because some charlatan had produced a few effects that could be properly explained by stage magic, there was no reason why they had to be the results of spirits summoned across some mythical ether.&nbsp; Indeed, it was more likely by far that it was not.<br><br>Fancourt crashed into the drawing room and caused the small group of students and academics there to jump.&nbsp; With a malicious smile he chalked the pentacle on the oak flooring and set a candlestick at each point.<br><br>"As you see, ladies and gentlemen," he began with a theatrical flourish, "Mother Nature has seen fit to provide us with a sound and light show to match this evening's work and the splendid settings that the dean as vouchsafed us for our experiment."&nbsp; He lit the candles and then took a a conical flask which contained some rabbit blood which he had procured from the university school of veterinary medicine.&nbsp; He daubed the already abused wood of the floor with the blood and looked at his audience.<br><br>"Now please turn your mobile phones off," Fancourt said.&nbsp; "Any distraction as I go through the summoning could put my immortal soul in jeopardy," he added archly. After a few moments, he daubed some of the blood on his forehead and&nbsp; he began to chant, reading from a thich parchment.<br><br>"Wonsas tghi we rew teetsti," he began. "B'mal, elt til ahad ayram!"&nbsp; His eyes glittered and he shifted from the esoteric language of the scroll to Latin.&nbsp; "Succube, veni.&nbsp; Veni, veni, Succube.&nbsp; Veni mihi!"<br><br>And at that moment the storm struck once more and there was a peal of thunder and the electricity was cut.&nbsp; After the back up generator kicked in, Fancourt could be seen by his audience standing alone in the pentacle.&nbsp; There was no succubus, the summoning had, apparently, failed.<br><br>After the gathering dispersed, Fancourt sank into one of the deep leather armchairs in the sitting room.&nbsp; He had the use of the Dean's old Victorian house for the weekend.&nbsp; He might as well relax, now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 19:03:12</strong>
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				After the gathering had gone, two golden amber eyes peeked meekly out from a long curtain dividing off a section of the large room. Long silky black spiral curls hung down over milky white shoulders. Mari had not yet noticed, she was not entirely alone. She found herself in a strange place with strangely dressed people. It shook her enough to send her in to hiding. <br><br>Now, she was coming out. She gripped the red curtain with one hand, pushing it aside as she stepped out from behind it. Her bared feet padded against the hard floor. She looked for the most part like any human woman, except for enormous black leathery wings which protruded from her back. At least, that was her appearance for the moment.<br><br>Dressed in a Victorian corset dress which shrank her already thin waist and esentuated an already voluptuous bust, she was the envy of every woman in her time. Unfortunately, this did not appear to be her time and it confused her. What mistified her the most however was how she came to be there. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 19:47:32</strong>
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				Fancourt had been dozing in the chair.&nbsp; or some reason, the events of the night had been particularly tiring.&nbsp; He yawned and then came fully awake.&nbsp; He was not alone: he could hear the sound of soft footsteps and see the shadow on the wall of someone moving behind him.&nbsp; He stood up and turned around to see...<br><br>She was, Fancourt decided, perfect for the part.&nbsp; Preternaturally beautiful, what with that flawless complexion and that silky black hair, she really could be a succubus.&nbsp; Admittedly, he thought, the wings were gilding the lily but, whoever she was, she had obviously tried hard.<br><br>"Nice try, Miss," he said, becoming aware of the sudden tautness in his trousers as he looked at her.&nbsp; This was not right.&nbsp; She was clearly young enough to be a student and, well, he had so far managed not to be "interested" in any of his students.&nbsp; Even that girl a few years ago who had dropped out after learning she could make a fortune selling pictures of herself on the internet.<br><br>"Now, you can go back to the student union and tell them you've got a rise out of me..." Fancourt almost winced at the Fruedian nature of his words.&nbsp; "You do look very good as a succubus, who ever you are," he added.&nbsp; "The coloured contacts in your eyes are particularly nice and the period dress is a great touch.&nbsp; But really, isn't this all going a bit far for a practical joke?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 20:34:04</strong>
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				At the realization she was not alone, Mari turned her attention to the man speaking so forwardly toward her. Slowly she walked forward, her hips swaying back and forth in a rhythmic motion as she moved. Her eyes trained on him, slowly moving over his manly form. As her eyes settled low on him, a small smirk took her naturally red lips.<br><br>He thought she was a student. A student of what? Never mind. She continued to walk toward him until she stood only inches in front of him. He was much taller than she. Slowly she slid a hand up his chest and to his shoulder. <br><br>“Thank you for such a gracious compliment.”<br><br>Her voice was syrupy sweet. She pushed down on his shoulder to make him sit. Her wings spread out behind her at a very wide span. <br><br>“Is that why I am here, to get a rise out of you?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 20:58:37</strong>
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				"D... don't you know why you came?" Fancourt asked, suddenly at a loss for words.&nbsp; There was something overwhelmingly sensual about her and, with the contact of her hand upon his shoulder, he felt a thrill run right through him.&nbsp; He was, he realised, more than a little light headed and the downward pressure of her hand made his weakened knees buckle and he sank back into his chair.<br><br>From this vantage point, she seemed to tower over him, her overwhelmingly gorgeous face framed between the soft curves of her breasts.&nbsp; Her wings moved and spread and, in the back of his mind, Fancourt wondered at how she produced the effect for he could see no wires.<br><br>Yet that voice was very far away from his conscious mind right now, very far indeed, for he was almost painfully aware of the beating of his heart and the shallowness of his breath.&nbsp; Whoever she was, she must be in a different faculty for he would definitely have noticed her had she walked through his department.&nbsp; He had <em>never </em>felt such an instant attraction to a woman before, never felt such a powerful arousal so immediately and all he could do was stare and babble.<br><br>"You seem to have me at a disadvantage, miss...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 00:11:41</strong>
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				“You were the one who summoned me.” Mari's amber eyes glittered. Her hand moved from his shoulder and trailed up along his neck and to his chin. She tilted his head up and leaned down, bringing her lips only inches from his.<br><br>“Disadvantage, a big strong man like you?”<br><br>She stood straight, drawing her hand away from him. Mari folded her wings on to her back and turned her back toward him as she looked around at the room. “Where am I?” <br><br>She turned toward him again, raising a high arched brow at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 00:55:03</strong>
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				"Summoned you?"&nbsp; As her hand trailed over his skin, over his fac, as her lips moved closer to his, all Fancourt could think of was what it would be like to kiss her.&nbsp; Her ruby lips were so inviting, so incredible, he had never seen anything like them, he had never wanted to kiss someone so much.&nbsp; So when she asked if he was truly at a disadvantage, he could hardly think.<br><br>And then his head cleared and he realised this bewitching woman had moved away.&nbsp; As his ability to think returned, he heard her ask where she was and it was then that the truth began to dawn on him.&nbsp; He stifled a gasp and his eyes widened as realisation hit.<br><br>"You... you can't be... can you?"&nbsp; And then Fancourt realised that it might be wise to answer her question.&nbsp; "Errr... I mean you're in the Dean's House in the precinct of Dulchester University."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 01:18:37</strong>
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				Mari moved quietly to a chair across from the man. She lowered herself down on to it and crossed her right leg over the left, resting her hands on the arms of the chair. She stared at him blankly as if he had just spoken a foreign language. However, she simply nodded as if she understood, “I...see...”<br><br>Reaching up, Mari twirled a section of hair around her index finger. She was quickly becoming bored. It was rather apparent to her that he did not have one clue what he had done. “I assure you I am very real sir.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 01:34:41</strong>
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				"But... you're not supposed to exist," Fancourt said, trying to tear his eyes away from the almost hypnotic motion of her finger twirling her hair.&nbsp; As he stared, he began to realise that he had got in way over his head. Despite his words, he knew that she spoke the truth, she and the situation were all too real.<br><br>"I... I never realised that it would work," he stammered.&nbsp; "I've never summoned a succubus before, so I'm unsure what to do next," he admitted. "I suppose that you'd best go back to wherever it is you came from... err... sorry to have bothered you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 19:23:43</strong>
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				“Not supposed to exist, who says?” A frowning pout formed on her plump ruby lips. It seemed to her as though he was now meaning to offend her. Then he confirmed her suspicions with the next words out of his mouth. Her eyes flickered with rage, “Never realized that it would work? Go back where I came from? Sorry to have bothered me?” She was startled, in shock that he actually had the nerve. “Never summoned a succubus before...” She stood, “Well you have now,” she growled. <br><br>She walked him and glared down at him, rage radiated from her small form. “And I can not just...go back where I came from. -You- brought me here!” <br><br>Taking a breath she calmed herself. Best not to frighten him, if she hadn't already. She walked behind him and leaned over him, her hands sliding down his chest and back up. “Listen, you already have me here. Why not, do with me as you fantasize.” She turned her head and nipped at his ear with her teeth. “There had to be a reason you chose to summon me and not some other creature of the dark. Use me.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 21:14:51</strong>
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				"You can't go back?" Fancourt squawked, quailing a little at the obvious anger evident in her expression.&nbsp; However, the trepidation- even fear, perhaps- began to be shot through with another feeling and he felt his trousers begin to tent.&nbsp; It seemed, he thought weakly, that some kind of inverse square law was at work: halving the distance between them seemed to quadruple the desire she evoked in him.<br><br>And then he lost the capacity to think, as her hands slid down his chest and all that existed was the desire.&nbsp; She spoke to him of fantasies and how they had induced him to summon her and yet, he had never considered such things before- not consciously at least.&nbsp; He had spent his life in study- he had had no time for fantasies.<br><br>"Use you?"&nbsp; Fancourt asked.&nbsp; "You mean you wouldn't mind after being dragged here?"&nbsp; He swallowed, trying to catch some nagging thought that things weren't right, but the warm rush of desire washed that thought away.&nbsp; "I really wouldn't know where to start, so perhaps you could teach me, Miss...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 21:29:44</strong>
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				Nimble fingers made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, “Mind?” Smoothly her hands slid beneath the fabric of his shirt to caress his skin. “I am a succubus. It is what I am made for,” she purred in to his ear. <br><br>Slowly, she made her way in front of him, lowering herself on to his lap. “My name is Mari. I am yours for the taking.” Her lips turned up in to a grin, her eyes glowing with mischief. Slowly leaned in to him and slid her arms up until they snaked around his neck. Her lips came mere inches from his, “Kiss me...” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 21:49:51</strong>
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				The caress of the succubus was utterly irresistible and it stole the last of his volition.&nbsp; As his shirt opened, as her hands spread over his chest, he felt his pulse racing.&nbsp; This was no prank- he knew it now deep in the core of his being.&nbsp; No mortal woman could evoke such desire, such need, such overwhelming lust.<br><br>The sudden pressure as she lowered herself onto his lap, the greater contact between them increased his lust exponentially.&nbsp; <em>His?&nbsp; His for the taking?</em>&nbsp; He could think of nothing he wanted more.<br><br>"O God! Yes!" Fancourt gasped and pressed his lips to those of the temptress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 22:06:06</strong>
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				Her lips parted invitingly, urging her summoner to full fill his wildest dreams with her. She pushed his shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, her soft hands sliding against his skin. She arched her back, pressing her voluptuous bosom against him. <br><br>Ending the kiss, Mari stood and stepped backward. She reached her hands behind herself and pulled at the laces of her dress. Her eyes trained on him, and she sighed, “This dress is dreadfully heavy.” She pushed her lip out in a pout, “Would you help me?” She beckoned him forward, curling a finger at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 22:20:34</strong>
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				The kiss was utterly intoxicating, his tongue twined around hers and he lost himself in the heady pleasure of her body pressed close to him.&nbsp; He didn't even notice her hands sliding over his skin or the loss of his shirt.<br><br>The pang of loss as she broke the kiss and pulled away was dreadful.&nbsp; Yet the sight of her standing over him, unlacing her dress was electrifying.&nbsp; Her eyes, her hair, wings, everything was more than he could cope with.&nbsp; So when she curled a finger to summon him, all he could do was obey and he stood, almost desperate to divest her of her clothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 22:32:17</strong>
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				She turned her back to him, so the laces of her dress faced him. She reached up and pulled her ringlets of black hair over her shoulder and out of the way. Her wings melted in to her back and blended with her soft skin. She turned her eyes over her shoulder to him, “You know my name and I have yet to learn yours, or is it your wish I should call you master?” In her experience, men seemed to like the title. It appeared to give them some kind of power, or so they thought. <br><br>Reaching back with her free hand, she smoothed her hand along his thigh, when he got close enough. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 22:44:21</strong>
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				If he doubted earlier, the way that her wings disappeared would have erased them.&nbsp; However, he had no doubts now, he couldn't think enough to doubt.&nbsp; All he could think of was Mari, of how she was making him feel.<br><br>"N..no Fancourt will do," he said.&nbsp; Somehow, he could not think of being her master, all he could think of was her hand on his thigh and he tugged urgently at her dress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 23:26:54</strong>
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				Her dress dropped like a ton of bricks and she turned to face him. Mari stepped out of the dress and kicked it aside. She gripped the waist of his pants and pulled him toward her. She paused, tilted her head up to look at him.<br><br>She kept her eyes on him as she made easy work of his pants. She slid her hands beneath them, caressing his hips and his thighs. She pushed his pants down over his legs and then just let them fall. “Tell me, Fancourt, what do you want?” She leaned up on her toes and licked his lips, “What do you like?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 23:37:23</strong>
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				He groaned as he saw her naked before him.&nbsp; As her fingers deftly worked on his trousers as she caressed him as she slid his clothing away, he was lost in a whirl of desire.&nbsp; He stepped out of the pool of clothing and found himself rubbing against her.<br><br>He tried to capture the tongue that teased his lips and only dimly heard her question, so consumed was he be the feel of her body against his and the sensation of her smooth skin under his hands.&nbsp; He stroked up her spine and his reply came out less like a sentence than a moan.<br><br>"I want you, Mari, more than I've ever wanted anything."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 01:52:24</strong>
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				Her back arched with his hand stroking her spine, pushing her against him. A soft, moan escaped her, aroused by his desire for her. Her lips pressed to his. Her hands moved up his body and curled in his hair. She dragged her body up his and wrapped her legs around his waist. She rolled her hips against him, urging him to take her and make her his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 20:29:46</strong>
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				Fancourt closed his eyes as the succubus' fingers strayed into his hair.&nbsp; Tingles flowed from his head down his spine and he met her kiss eagerly.&nbsp; Once more, he lost himself within the pleasure of that contact, yet this time a new urgency thobbed in him: there was more.<br><br>He arched his back, opening his eyes again as rubbed himself against her, throbbing and pulsing at her opening.&nbsp; He rolled his hips frantically, seeking the right angle and then, with a groaned sigh, he felt himself slip inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 20:59:08</strong>
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				A passionate purr passed her lips. Finally he was inside of her. Her hips rolled down and her legs tightened on the man, pulling him further, deeper with in the temple of her body. Her hands moved from his hair and gripped his shoulders as she held herself up on his standing form. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 21:08:24</strong>
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				Overwhelmed with lustful desire, he slid his hands to her waist and steadied her there, bucking his hips, thrusting harder and harder.&nbsp; His mouth slid off hers as he trailed kisses over her cheek and down to her neck.<br><br>She was intoxicating and maddening and she was all his.&nbsp; Nothing else mattered, nothing at all.&nbsp; These sensations were too much to resist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 21:17:27</strong>
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				A smiled spread across her face. The harder his hips bucked, the louder she got. Her muscles contracted and tightened on him. Her back arched, her breasts bouncing from the hard motions of this very intimate encounter between them. Her fingers dug in to his shoulders. Her nails scraped his skin. Her head tilted back when his lips drifted down over her neck. Her long hair fell down her back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 21:27:15</strong>
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				As Mari's head tilted back, Fancourt kissed lower, kissing down her neck and chest.&nbsp; As he did so, he caught the faint, musky scent of her skin.&nbsp; With a moan of desire, he enfolded one of her nipples with his lips and sucked.<br><br>His knees suddenly weakened and he sank to the floor with her on top of him.&nbsp; In that position, he found he was deeper in her than before and his hips bucked against her in a spasm of lust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 21:34:29</strong>
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				Mari gasped, enjoying the sensations of his lips on her nipple. Then he sank to the floor and she found himself on top of him, with him under her. Her on top of him seemed to send him over some sort of edge of desire as he bucked harder than before. She repositioned herself on him and slid herself up and down on him. She looked down at him with a lustful expression. She slid her hands over her own body and moaned seductively.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 21:43:15</strong>
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				Fancourt looked up at her, into her eyes and the lust he saw there just fed into his own desire.&nbsp; He reached up and cupped her breasts with his hands and shuddered as he felt her sliding up and down on him.<br><br>His moans blended with those of the succubus and he pulsed and throbbed wildly inside her.&nbsp; His hips left the floor as he bucked up at her and his hands tightened on the globes of her breasts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 21:54:10</strong>
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				She grinned as he gripped her breasts. It only made her move faster and harder, meeting his thrusts as his hips left the floor. She panted softly between moans.&nbsp; She panted her hands on his chest, using him to leverage herself. "Enjoying yourself Fancourt?" She already knew that he was. She wanted to hear him say it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 22:06:18</strong>
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				"Yes!"&nbsp; Fancourt screamed, his voice ragged with near ecstasy.&nbsp; He writhed bucked and... fucked.&nbsp; That word had not featured in his academic lie but he could think of no other.&nbsp; Indeed he could not think at all.<br><br>His world was now entirely composed of feeling.&nbsp; He felt... incredible and he knew his climax was approaching and he surrendered to the heat and the pressure and the pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 22:13:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mari's climax came first and still she moved on him to help him reach his ultimate high. She stared down at him. Her hips grinded down on him. She leaned down and flicked her tongue across his pecks and then nipped his lips as she pressed a passionate kiss to his mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 22:27:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His scream of utter ecstasy was smothered by her mouth and he writhed beneath her, convulsing as her climax triggered his own.&nbsp; He writhed beneath her, throbbing and pulsing as he flooded her with his molten passion.&nbsp; His breath was fast and rapid as the hammering of his heart in his chest slowed to normal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 22:39:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mari's expression was one of pure satisfaction. She sat over him while her pulse calmed, then stood. She dripped with the sticky mess of both his and her climax. She looked down at him and planted her foot on his chest, lightly. "I would say I have thoroughly ruined you." She grinned as though she was kidding. However, she knew that no other would ever satisfy his lust now that she had let him have her. She lowered herself down, sitting on him. She reached down and caressed his cheek. He was her's now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 22:55:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fancourt came round from the incredible high of his orgasm to find Mari's foot pressing down on his chest.&nbsp; As he looked up at her, along the length of her leg, incredibly he felt himself stiffening again.<br><br>Ruined?&nbsp; That was a poetic way of describing <em>la petite morte</em>, he thought, but then perhaps even demons needed some poetry in their lives.&nbsp; And certainly, he felt pretty dishevelled. And yet, yet, even spent as he was, he knew he wanted her all over again.<br><br>As she sat on him, as she caressed his cheek, he looked at her and realised that something, something indefinable had changed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 23:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hand moved to rest on his chest as she steaded her amber eyes on him. For now, she would allow him to continue to believe that he was in control of her. "Now, what would you like? what way may I please you now?" She picked up his hand and brought it to her lips, kissing and sucking on one of his fingers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 23:16:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He swallowed, still not believing what was happening.&nbsp; It was, beyond belief, he thought, utterly fantastic.&nbsp; And then as Mari took his finger into her mouth, his eyes glazed and utterly fantastic took on a different meaning.&nbsp; She was no imaginary fantasy, she was real and that was genuinely fantastic.<br><br>"More?" Fancourt gasped, feeling as if she were sucking the very thought from his head.&nbsp; He could only think of her mouth and the delicious suction she offered, but he could hardly gather his wits enough to express his desire.<br><br>"That," he groaned, hoping she understood what he meant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 23:29:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mari slithered down his body and wrapped her hand around the base of the member between his thighs. She slid her hand up and down, squeezing gently to cause slight pressure. Her lips lowered and her tongue flicked the tip of the head of the snake. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 20:12:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fancourt, shuddered with delighted anticipation as she made her next move.&nbsp; He began to pant again, and suddenly gasped as Mari's tongue flicked him and he writhed under her.<br><br>"Oh God!" he exclaimed, knowing already that she had taken control in this situation.&nbsp; All he could do was let her do whatever she wished.&nbsp; After all, who could resist such pleasure?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 20:19:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"God has nothing to do with it darling." She wrapped her lips and her tongue around him tightly. She took him in to her mouth as far as she could, deep throating him. She hummed, causing a soft vibration as she sucked and licked on him like a lollipop. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 20:24:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fancourt could do little except respond when the succubus' mouth closed over him like a noose of fire and ice.&nbsp; He writhed under her, gasping and groaning, his eyes closing blissfully as he surrendered to her suction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 20:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mari's hands moved along his thighs and his hips. She released him with her mouth and sat up. She moved her hand to brush her thumb across the tip. She raised a brow curriously, "You like that, don't you?" She moved, straddling him backward. She moved her lips down, sucking on him again. She caressed him with her hands.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 20:46:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fancourt's groaned with dismay when her mouth released him and he drew in a deep breath.&nbsp; How could she do such a thing?&nbsp; How could she make him so... so eager and then to stop.&nbsp; He blinked in confusion and then heard her speaking.<br><br>Before he could answer, she shifted her position and the suction was resumed.&nbsp; He convulsed as her mouth took him in and in doing so he realised that he could smell the musk of her arousal and he was suddenly grpped with the desire to return to her what she was doing to him.&nbsp; So, hesitantly, he licked at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 21:01:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mari moaned as he began to retaliate, just as she had hoped he would. Her head bobbed up and down between his legs. She closed her eyes and leaned toward his hesitant licking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 22:03:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mari's moan was all the encouragement Fancourt needed and he twirled his tongue into her.&nbsp; His hands slid over her soft silky skin wonderingly.&nbsp; However, there was little opportunity for reflection as the succubus leaned back against him, even as she did something wildly stimulating with her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivoryedge</strong> on <strong>11-07-2009, 19:41:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maris tongue swirled around him, tasting the saltyness of their earlier activity still on him. She continued on, tightening her lips and sucked as her head continued to bob up and sown on him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Be careful what you wish for... (IvoryEdge &amp; Neroon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 19:29:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fancourt's world contracted so that all he was aware of was her mouth moving endlessly up and down, stimulating him beyond toleration with that delicious suction.&nbsp; It was maddening, so intensely pleasurable that he couldn't lit even so much as a finger to stop her, but it was tormenting too.<br><br>Time and again, as he surrendered to her mouth's ministrations, he felt himself get closer and closer to the tipping point and yet, despite her talented tongue, he was not able to fall over and plunge into the ecstasy that seemed inevitable.&nbsp; Even as the pleasure grew, so to did the need to climax, until that his deperation was excrutiatingly intense.<br><br>"Please..." he croaked.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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