His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]
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				Title: <strong>His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CriminalMinds</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 00:25:47</strong>
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				She groaned as she started to come around, dazed and confused as she wondered what the hell had happened. Something felt odd but she wasn't quite sure what. The last thing she remembered was going out clubbing with a friend and talking with a few guys. Then... nothing. Maybe she was incredibly hung over. Yes, that was all it was. She was hung over. Slowly trying to move, Amanda quickly found out that it wasn't just a case of being hung over. And the more she listened, the more she thought she heard someone struggling. <br><br>Opening her eyes, Amanda looked down to see her face thrust up against... a pussy. She was close enough to lick it and that thought horrified her. She wasn't a lesbian at all. Struggling, she realised that she was naked and tied mid air. Then she felt the breath of someone looking up at her pussy. Moving her legs a little she could feel their head tied to hers so that it followed her movements. <br><br>Mandy soon began to panic. "HELP!" She screamed as soon as she realised that she wasn't gagged. <br><br>"Amanda?" Her friend questioned.<br><br>Mandy soon realised that it was her best friend who was under her and she was staring at her pussy. "What happened?"<br><br>"I don't remember..." The girl replied. <br><br>"HELP US!" Mandy called out again, praying someone would answer their calls as she continued to struggle to no avail. She wasn't getting out of the contraption and the more she struggled the more her bare pussy slapped into her friends face. <br><br>Mandy was a small girl of 5'5 with long red hair and green eyes. She had curves and a cheerleader figure though with slightly bigger boobs at 38D. She was a complete virgin, but a big tease like her friend beneath her. All Mandy could do was cry against her friend as she realised they weren't escaping. Who would do such a thing to two innocent girls that had just graduated from highschool at 18?
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				Title: <strong>Re: His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 00:58:17</strong>
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				The sound of footsteps announced that Amanda's cries had been heard, though not by whom she had hoped. The footsteps stopped and were followed by the sound of a heavy and intimidating sounding door being opened. Then the footsteps resounded again in the concrete chamber they found themselves in.<br><br>Dylan smiled at his handiwork, the two sluts hanging in mid-air that he had captured the other night, had so meticulously planned their kidnapping. He wondered whether they would even remember him when he finally allowed them to see his face. His face was the most memorable part - deep craters marked his face and nose, though that scarred visage was topped with piercing blue eyes and dark hair, and his body was sleek and powerful. He was wearing nothing but a belt and a pair of jeans at the moment.<br><br>Last night they had laughed in his face like they had the night before, giggling between themselves, but their giggling had given enough time to put those white pills into their beers, and he had timed it well enough that they were on their way to their cars before the drug finally took hold. And now, now they were his.<br><br>Susan, her friend, was less curvy than Amanda. She had more of a statuesque and classic beauty, with firm but small breasts on a sleek and graceful body. She had been a gymnast and a dancer in high school, a little less flirty and more intense than her friend, but they had made a good pair. But now, she was struggling to get away from her friend, unable to see what was going on.<br><br>"Who is that? What's going on? Let us go!" Susan cried out.<br><br>Dylan just smirked and walked over to the hanging women.<br><br>"Quite a pair of lungs you have on you, Amanda," the man said, "but I know how to shut up a slut like you."<br><br>Amanda was hanging at the perfect level with his crotch, so Dylan unzipped his fly, taking out his immense and hardening member. Seizing her cheeks, he forced her mouth open and kept it open, as he slipped his hard shaft into her mouth, intent on face fucking the screaming bitch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CriminalMinds</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 01:05:07</strong>
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				Mandy heard the man enter but couldn't see him. It was difficult to see in the room and she wondered if she was actually blindfolded or not. Everywhere was dark but she could definitely smell her friends pussy beneath her and she thought she'd see in there in front of her face. She continued to scream for help, even as the man got closer. <br><br>"Quite a pair of lungs you have on you, Amanda," the man said, "but I know how to shut up a slut like you."<br><br>She really wasn't expecting him to shove his member into her mouth so when he grabbed her cheeks and forced it in, silencing her screams he did more than take her by surprise. Mandy was stunned in to silence and stillness for a second before realising what was happening and she had the nerve to try and bite down on him, anything to try and stop him from placing himself inside her mouth. She had never liked the idea of oral sex and this confirmed why. And as he tried to face fuck her, Mandy continued to struggle despite Susan being under her. <br><br>Nothing was helping though. She was only causing more trouble and Amanda knew it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 04:50:22</strong>
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				Dylan's strong hands held Mandy's mouth open cruelly. His fingers pressed against her cheeks, gripping her jaw bones through them, forcing them up. As he forcefully face fucked her, saliva oozed from her mouth, dropping down onto Samantha's pussy, lubricating it.<br><br>"Oh, I know you aren't trying to bite," he said, as his cock thrust in and out of her mouth, threatening to penetrate her throat and bring on the gag reflex. The force of his thrusts moved her body just enough to drag her nipple back and forth against her friend's skin, causing them to slowly harden. <br><br>Suddenly, he ripped his member from her mouth, and laid a hand hard against her cheek. The sting flowed through her body like lightning.<br><br>Susan could only here the wet sounds his violent thrusts created, and cried out, "Mandy, what is he doing?"<br><br>What Susan wouldn't admit, to anyone, even herself, was that her struggles against the bindings, the wet nasty noises, the feel of warm fluid on her sex... it had some effect on her. She felt her nipples harden against her friend's skin, and her pussy slowly begin to drip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CriminalMinds</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 00:24:37</strong>
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				Mandy was gagging without his member even being near her throat. She was thrashing about as much as she could while bound in a pathetic attempt to stop him. What stopped all this was the slap against her cheek. She let out a strangled yell in surprise, her eyes watering and the tears falling in response. Mandy didn't say anything to Susan. She was in too much shock. <br><br>What also horrified her was how hard her nipples were getting from rubbing against her friends body. Mandy had felt more than once her friends face on her pussy in her struggles which had caused her to fight even more. She was scared and now that she'd found her voice she begged to be let go. <br><br>"Please... Please..." She whimpered. "Please let me go. I'm sorry." She cried. <br><br>Mandy had no idea what to do. She was bound and blindfolded in a room, in midair with her best friend underneath her in the same predicament. She just cried even harder at her situation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 15:33:24</strong>
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				"Let you go? Oh, I don't think so. You're mine, and will be for now on," Dylan said, "So why don't you put that mouth of yours to better use?"<br><br>Dylan seized Mandy by her long red hair. It was still silky and soft from all the attention she had given it for clubbing the night before. He had to admit, he always had a thing for redheads. It was part of the reason he had approached her at first, only to be shot down and laughed at, told haughtily she was out of his league. His hands tensed in her hair as he thought about that moment.<br><br>He pushed Mandy's head into her friend's crotch with particular venom now. He pushed her mouth into Susan's clean shaven lips and moved her head back and forth. Mandy could smell the growing warmth and wetness in Susan, coming unbidden from their two bodies slowly moving together and the attention being given her privates.<br><br>"Eat that cunt, you little slut. Eat it," Dylan said forcefully, as Susan gasped and began to struggle, making the sensation even more exaggerated.
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				Title: <strong>Re: His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CriminalMinds</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 02:00:18</strong>
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				Mandy screamed as her head landed in what she presumed to be her friend's crotch. How disgusting! Her mouth closed instinctively so she didn't lick or taste her friend in anyway and she struggled, trying to lift her head from the males grip. It was horrifying. She could smell her friend but most of all she could feel a wet substance on her friend. Was she enjoying this? Mandy was nearly sick there and&nbsp; then, disgusted by the whole act. <br><br>She continued to cry and whimper as the assault took place. He wasn't letting up and her face went back and fourth over her friends snatch, giving her unwanted (presumably to Mandy) pleasure. She tried to speak out and protest, but she soon realised that was a bad idea when she got a slight taste of her friend. Mandy just struggled harder in another pathetic attempt to stop the man that she couldn't see. His hand stopped her from lifting her head up though. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: His Turn For Games [PrimalChaos and CM]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 23:24:50</strong>
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				Susan's protests continued, but they were stuttered and half-stopped by the sensations coming from her friend being forced into her cunt.<br><br>"Sto-op ittt... Stop! Please... Plee- Please..."<br><br>Moisture was coming against her will to her slit as she begged for it all to stop. Her thighs twitched involuntarily, and the sensations of helplessness and pleasure make her sob slightly.<br><br>Dylan smirked, and pulled up on Mandy's head, pulling her away from her best friend's crotch. He smiled and said, "Thanks for getting this bitch ready for me, slut. Don't worry, you're next. But let's give you a little preview..."<br><br>Dylan's broad hands grabbed Mandy's blindfold, ripping it off forcefully, before he undid his black denim jeans. Pulling his cock out of his boxers, he presented Mandy with the closest view she'd probably ever had of a man's cock, and this one was nice and thick, ready to fuck her girlfriend right in front of her.<br><br>Slowly, he maneuvered the shaft to Susan's snatch, and with a sudden gasp from her, he thrust it deep into her, burying it in a single shove to the hilt.
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