The Offer
<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: HairyHeretic on 05-06-2008, 00:22:36</h2>
		<dl id="posts">
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-06-2008, 00:22:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris sat at his PC, looking at the email open in front of him, and ran through what he'd typed once more.<br><br><em>Hey hon<br><br>Listen, you up to anything Friday night? I've had me a little stroke of luck, and I feel like celebrating, and who better to celebrate with than you? What would you say to an all expenses paid dinner in the fanciest place you ever ate, followed by a night of debauchery? ;) Ok, so dinner at least and we can see what we've got time for afterwards? What do you say?<br><br>It's one of those fancy joints, so you'll want something special for the occasion .. hey, if we're gonna have a night on the town, why not go all out, right? If you're free, drop me an email or txt or something, and I'll send you the details of the place.<br><br>Catch you later, <br>&nbsp;Chris</em><br><br>He exhaled a short breath, then hit send, licking his lips as he did so. "One step down .." he murmured, "Several to go." His eyes drifted to the confirmation documents beside him, and he felt almost a giddy urge to laugh. He shook his head, still almost unable to believe his luck, but it was all real. And it could perhaps make yet more real too. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>05-06-2008, 01:15:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina read the email then pressed Reply:<br><br><em>Hey babe.<br><br>Nope. No plans of as yet for Friday night. Stroke of Luck? Hmmm what kind of luck? It's not fair to keep me guessing, you know how curious i am by nature! :) Dinner? All expenses paid? Fancy? Hell yeah! Count me in. Send me the details. <br><br>See ya later,<br><br>Gina</em><br><br>She shrugged and pressed send. There's nothing with a free meal with a great friend. She loved getting dressed up and going out on the town. Especially when all expenses are paid. She grabbed her purse and headed off to the mall to buy a new outfit for Friday.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 01:13:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was some time later Chris checked his email again, having decided a bit of online fragging would help with his nerves. His lips curled into a smile when he read the reply, and he swiftly typed out one of his own.<br><br><em>Hey :)<br><br>If I told you what it was, it'd spoil the surprise, wouldn't it? Trust me, it'll blow your socks off. <br><br>Anyways, you know the Four Seasons hotel downtown? The one that looks like you need to swipe in with a platinum credit card? Well, they've a restaurant attached there that can probably do everything you've ever heard off and more besides. Apparently they can do one of those 'dining experiences', whatever that is :)<br><br>I think there might be a club attached to the place as well, but don't quote me on that one. I know there's a few around there though.<br><br>So, 8 p.m. suit you ok? We can probably slot in anywhere between about 7 and 10, but I guess you need a little time to make yourself gorgeous .. a few minutes should suffice, right? ;)<br><br>Let me know what suits, and I'll make the arrangements.<br><br>Chris</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 07:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Chris,<br><br>9:00 pm is perfect. Are you going to pick me up or do you want me to meet you there? Sounds fun. Let me know. :)<br><br>Gina</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-06-2008, 02:01:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Hey hon<br><br>9 works. I've a few things I need to sort out then, so you mind if I just meet you there? There'll be a table reserved in my name, on the very off chance I'm running late.<br><br>I'll see you then, okay? You want me to arrange anything special for you?<br><br>Chris<br></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>08-06-2008, 04:02:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Chris,<br><br>No, nothing special :)&nbsp; I'll see you there at 9.<br><br>Gina.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-06-2008, 15:31:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				8.47pm, Friday night, found Chris sitting at the table in the resteraunt, sipping a coke. The dark red, almost black, shirt was tucked into black slacks, and from under those peeked out the pointed toes of ankle length black leather boots, the slight heel adding another inch almost to Chris's 5'10 frame. His dark brown hair fell to brush the shoulders of the shirt, and his warm brown eyes periodically crossed the room, even though he knew Gina wasn't due for a little while yet.<br><br>Around him was the mutted hubbub of dinner conversations, the background noise rising and falling. He glanced out through the windows into the darkening street, and watched the world pass by, breathing slowly and deeply to try and keep his nerves under control.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>10-06-2008, 21:57:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina arrived at the restaurant, wearing a short black cocktail dress. Sexy, but classy at the same time. It was a halter dress, so it tied behind her neck. She paired it with some black high heel strappy sandals. She left her blonde hair down around her shoulders. She noticed him sitting at the table alone and she made her way over to the table.<br><br>"Hi!" she told him, her blue eyes sparkling as she smiled. She leaned down and kissed his cheek then took her seat across from him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-06-2008, 23:31:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Heya gorgeous." he said, smiling as he noticed her approach. Well, in all honesty he'd been lost in his own thoughts and hadn't noticed til she'd spoken. "Some place, huh?" he said, making a small gesture with his hand to take in the hotel and restaurant both. "You want anything to drink, or shall we order? I've already had a read through the menu." He leaned in across the table and lowered his voice. "Truth be told I don't even recognise half what they're offering here, so I'm going to place it safe and just get a good steak."<br><br>He leaned back into his chair, rolling his head a little, wincing slightly at the slick crack he felt as much as heard. "So, whatcha been up to then? Anything interesting?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>11-06-2008, 02:58:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled. "The place is awesome. Very expensive looking. I think I'll have some sort of chicken. " she said.<br><br>She picked up the menu and started looking through it. "Me? Oh..not much. Just hanging out. The usual. What about you?" she asked him, answering his question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 01:37:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Up to my eyeballs this last week or so, to be honest." he replied, taking a sip from the drink. "That's at least partly why I was hoping for some company tonight .. I've a burning need to kick back and relax some with some pleasent company." he added, smiling.<br><br>He waved away the waiter that was approaching the table. "Give us a minute or two before we order." he said. "Oh, wait a sec ..." he turned back to Gina. "You want a drink while we work through the menu?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 02:25:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled. "Sure...some champagne would be nice." She tells him. She curiously waits for Chris to tell her what he has going on that is so important. Picking up her menu, she starts looking it over, trying to decide what she wants to order.<br><br>"so...What's the special occasion? Did you get a promotion? Meet a lovely lady perhaps? Tell me!! You know I hate having to wait!" she pouts prettily, her blue eyes smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 02:30:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you bring us a bottle of champagne, please?" he asked the waiter. "I'm afraid I wouldn't know good from bad, so I'll let you select something." He pointed to the most expensive one he could see. "If you think this is good, then this will do nicely." <br><br>After the waitor left he leaned in towards her. "Well ..." he said, his voice low, "I could tell you now, but that would spoil the surprise. Still, what might you offer me in return for this valuable piece of information?" he asked, winking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 02:45:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>‘Hon’. How many times have I said it? I hate you calling me ‘hon’. My name works fine. Even ‘Perky’ works fine, you know me well enough by now.</em> Kate shook her head in humorous dismay at Chris’ silliness and folded the e-mail, plus it’s confirmatory follow-up, into careful rectangles before slipping it in her purse.<br><br>She walked to the mirror, her small damp footprints tracing her progress from shower to bedside table, to laptop desk and then to her bureau. Unwrapping the white turban of towel from her hair she began to carefully dry her shoulder length auburn mane.<br><br><em>And debauchery? Man, don’t you ever give up? How long have we three known each other? Typical guy, always joking about getting into mine or Gina’s panties. Or at least you <span class="bbc_u">say</span> you’re joking, we know you’re just another guy. If we ever said ‘yes’, man would I love to see your face!</em><br><br>Kate put her hairdryer down and brushed carefully for several minutes before standing again. <em>Not that Gina or I ever will, you great big softie.</em> Unwinding the huge white towel and tossing it behind her on the bed, she opened her undies drawer.<br><br><em>Now… ‘something special’ yes? Heh, seems a waste, seeing as it’ll only be me taking them off. Again…</em> She found what she was looking for and got dressed.<br><br>* * * * * * * * * *<br><br>An hour later saw Kate Weston stepping out of a cab outside the Four Seasons Hotel that Chris’ subsequent e-mail had named. Kate was used to three star surroundings and even four star luxury every once in a while when some guy tried to impress but she couldn’t remember the last time she’d sampled five star. In fact… never. Still puzzling over what Chris’ good news might be, and what on earth her old friend would be doing in a great looking place like this, she paid the driver, adjusted her knee-length wine-red cocktail dress, checked for the nth time that her seams were straight and holding her wrap closer up around her shoulders walked quickly out of the cool evening and past the respectfully nodding doorman whose white gloved hand invited her in.<br><br>The sharp clicking of her heels ceased as she passed from sidewalk to deep pile.<br><br>She stepped inside and was discreetly met by the smiling maître d' who briskly waved a waiter over to take her wrap and gloves. Kate mentioned the name of her companion and was led efficiently over to a table.<br><br>* * * * * * * * * *<br><br>“Hi! Chris! How are you?” Kate beamed at her friend, bending quickly to give him a brief hug and a peck on the cheek before standing again. “You’re looking good. What do you think?” She stepped back and twirled round, the full skirt swirling out to reveal layers of gauzy black tulle and net that plumped it up. Finishing her smiling spin she turned to Gina and again bending down for a slightly longer girl-hug and kiss on both cheeks, said, “Hiya! Wow, you look stunning! Have you done something new with your hair? I love it!”<br><br>“So,” she grinned at the two of them, straightening up, “Who’s the lucky one who gets me sitting opposite them to enjoy the view?” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 02:50:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"OHhh ME ME ME!" Gina laughs. "Nah just kidding..Sit next to me, so that we can catch up on all our girl gossip and trade secrets back and forth about Chris.." she jokes, patting the chair nearest to her.<br><br>"My hair? Well i Just got it cut in layers, that's all. You look great! I love that dress." Gina says to Kate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 03:01:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey." replied Chris, leaning back from Gina with a lazy wave. "I'm good. Better for seeing you, of course. Work been keeping you tied up of late? It'd be more fun if you let me do that." he deadpanned the final line, before leaning back and raising his hands in mock surrender. <br><br>"Listen, we just ordered drinks. You want something while you browse the menu?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 03:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina's playing was infectious and Kate chuckled back at her, then with her, "You bet! Girl-talk, lots of that to catch up on. Budge up and I'll squeeze in. And your hair - so pretty! Must have cost you."<br><br>"Oh and thanks, but don't look too hard at the dress, its the one I wore at the end of last year to Pete and Sue's wedding. You remember, when Ben got totally smashed and tried dancing with the pot plant!"<br><br>Kate sat down next to Gina on the outer end of the booth seat opposite Chris and chuckled at his smooth lines, always the smart-alec, bless him, "Better for seeing me? Yeah, sure, better for seeing my cleavage you mean! I know you too well. Oh and work is... well it's work," She shrugged and the smile left her face momentairily, a small grey cloud passed over, then the sun came out again, "But lets not talk about that." <br><br>Picking up a menu she said to Gina, "Look at him, he doesn't know which one to look at!"<br><br>"Oh, Chris... I need your opinion, you've always been a good judge of these things. This dress isn't too low is it?" Smiling mischievously, Kate rose up and leaned forward over the table a little and ran her fingers under the spaghetti straps. "A lovely place like this, I need to be on best behaviour, hm? You two will make sure I don't go overboard. Again."<br><br>After Chris had spoken, her eyes returned to the menu. "Drinks? Now you're talking. Have you guys ordered?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 03:15:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nope we haven't ordered yet, just sipping on our bubbly!!" she giggles, taking a few more gulps of her champagne. "Ben was hella drunk at the wedding, but he looked so fucking hot in that tux...I don't care how fucked up he got, I still would have fucked him.." she laughs.<br><br>Gina goes back to reading her menu, stuck between speghetti with meatballs or chicken marsala. "What are you going to order Chris?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 03:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cleavage? Nothing of the sort." replied Chris, falling into the normal easy banter. "Sure you know I much prefer ogling your legs. And we have a 2 for 1 deal on leching tonight .. I'll happily lech on the two of you." he added, grinning.<br><br>His smile froze momentarily as Kate leaned inwards. <em>Oh, that's nice</em> he thought. <em>That's real nice.</em> The butterflies he'd thought had left his stomach had apparently only been taking a short break in order to fetch their Doc Martin boots, and chose that moment to return. "Um, yeah, not a problem." he got out after a moment or two.<br><br>"Just the drinks so far." He gestured towards the coke that sat at his side. "I was holding off on anything more substantial til the two of you got here. Hey, you ever tried amaretto? Its pretty sweet .. an almond liquor. I think you might like it."<br><br>"Thinking I'll have the fillet au gorgonzola." he said after a moment refreshing his choices. "Fillet steak, in a gorgonzola cheese sauce. You can't beat a good steak, and I imagine this one ... oh hang on. Kobe beef. Damn, I've heard of that stuff. They feed the cows on beer, and give them rice wine massages and stuff. Its supposed to be the most tender steak there is. Hells yeah, I think I'll give that a shot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 03:35:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Kate rose up and leaned over she saw Chris’ face change His easy smile fixed momentarily before breaking out happily again.<br><br><em>Lech on the two of us? I bet…. caught you… You never change, first caught you doing that at the lake all those years ago. Once a boob man, always a boob man, even since fifteen…</em> Kate sat back down, readjusting her décolletage, tucking everything back in.<br><br>“Amaretto? The almond liqueur? I had some last Christmas. Very nice. Are you offering to buy me adouble or a bottle?” Kate winked at Chris, noticing from his gaze that he was still talking to her chest, not her face.<br><br>“Oh, my word! Don’t remind me!” She then spoke with Gina, “That Ben, six foot tall and sixteen stone but he holds his booze like a fourteen year old. <em>You</em> wanted to jump on him? The damn gorilla nearly jumped on me! Paws like a Polar bear, the perv! You want to take him to bed my darling, you’re welcome!”<br><br>“Unlike our sweetie-kins here, ickle Chrissy’s never had a pervy thought in his life have you my pet?” <em>Not since twenty seconds ago anyway.</em><br><br>Kate then noticed what was in Gina’s hand. A crystal flute.<br><br>“Champagne? You guys are drinking Champagne?! Since when did Chris-The-Tightwad <em>ever</em> buy Champagne?” Kate frowned and looked between the two of them once or twice. “This isn’t a set up is it? You two didn’t do a bank today did you?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 17:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina giggles at Kate's comment. "Nope...I'm wondering where Chris got the money to afford all this too! But hey, if he's offering, then I'm more than happy to oblige him." smiling and winking at Chris.<br><br>"And your right! Our Lil Chrissy Chris here has NEVER had a naughty thought in his life! Not even at summer camp when he wanted to practice French kissing...That was all just purely for instructional purposes, right Chrissy?" she teases, giggling and gulping down the rest of her champagne.<br><br>"Ughh, I hate almoretto..." she rants, sticking her tongue out. She pulls her cell phone out of her purse and checks her text messages. Looking a bit disappointed at the empty mailbox.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 20:02:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll have you know I'm still sweet an' innocent." replied Chris, suppressing the urge to stick his tongue out at them. "I wouldn't have the first clue what to do with the two of you, a grand piano, a roll of duct tape, a jar of honey and a small quail." he said, deadpan. <em>There, let them chew over that.</em> he thought, mentally chuckling whilst trying (mostly successfully) to keep a grin off his face.<br><br>"As for the affording, well, like I said, I had a bit of luck, and what you see here .." his gesture took in the dining room and everything around them " ... is my way of enjoying it. How often we gonna get the chance for something like this place, huh?" he asked. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 20:29:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, my word yes, Jeanie, the Famous French Kissing Practice. I remember. <em>Quite</em> instructional if I recall correctly..."<br><br>Kate leaned over and rested her shoulder against Gina's, she turned and spoke in a stage whisper right in her ear, "Talking of summer camp, you remember that awful temporary shower block with the canvas screens that just covered your top half? With no doors? When the girls showered first then the boys? And <em>who</em> was it who claimed he'd got his timings wrong and waltzed right in during the girl's session? Yep. And not a single pervy thought in his head the whole time. I'll hand it to him, it was an honest mistake anyone could have made."<br><br>She paused and smiled at Chris, then resumed her loud whisper, "Only not <em>three</em> days running..."<br><br>Kate sat upright again, shot Chris her most beautiful smile and lifted her empty glass, "Well seeing as Mr Paying-For-It-All over there is being so nice to us tonight I won't begrudge him having any thoughts, perverted or not, so - some Champagne please if you would my sweet!" and she wiggled her glass at him.<br><br>As he poured it for her she met his eyes, "You know for a completely unperverted clueless innocent such as yourself... that's an awfully specific list of things you wouldn't know what to do with." She calmly raised one eyebrow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 21:45:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Would you believe I was pushed in by cruel and heartless bullies?" Chris replied, trying for the puppy dog eyes. "They were obviously trying to crush my awakening spirit under the weight of teen embarrasment."<br><br>He paused a moment, eyes flicking from one girl to the other. "Not buying it, huh?" He chuckled and took a sip from his glass.<br><br>After pouring the champagne, he set the bottle back in it's holder, and waited til Kate was done speaking. "Yes. Yes, that is quite a specific list, isn't it?" he said neutrally. "You're probably just releaved I left out the Moroccan baboons and the strawberry jelly." he added, taking another sip of drink. "I guess we know what kind of websites you go browsing huh?"<br><br>He chuckled. "That being said, you want to see some of the stuff that floats past my screens." he shook his head. "You'd think people would know your friendly neighbourhood techie can see those more, ah, colourfull requests. Not that I sit and watch what the rest of the company is surfing for." he added. "I'm normally too busy dealing with a variety of PEBKACs and ID ten tee errors."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 22:12:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Would you believe I was pushed in by cruel and heartless bullies?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Chris manouvered rather weakly, "I would. If it had happened once or twice. On the third day I was about to ask you to pass the soap." Kate smiled even more sweetly.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Not buying it, huh?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> He chuckled. "No, Chris, no. Not today. Today..." Kate smiled over the rim of her glass, "...today you're buying it. And very grateful I am too, really!"<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You're probably just releaved I left out the Moroccan baboons and the strawberry jelly."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> "I'm actually just relieved you don't have a clue what to do with those ingredients. But if it were my choice, I'd much rather go with warm chocolate sauce than strawberry jelly."<br><br>"Well, I'm about ready to order," Kate spoke up, closing the menu, "Are you guys done?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 03:20:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm warm chocolate sauce, my kind of woman!" she laughs, elbowing Kate. She closes her menu. "Yep I'm ready to order, what about you Chris?" she picks her glass up and downs the rest of her champagne. Picking up the bottle she pours the remnants into her glass. <br><br>"Oopsies! Looks like we're all out. Shall we order another bottle Daddy Warbucks?" she asks, smiling at Chris.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 03:57:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gina!" Kate squealed, "since when did you start drinking like this? I only had one glass! Hey! I'm going to have to hold your hand or you'll let the side down!"<br><br><em>Chocolate sauce? You too huh? Hm...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 04:29:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hehehehe.." Gina giggles. "Ohhhh hush Kate, relax. I'll be okay. Besides, I deserve to drink tonight. Let's have a toast..to......Asshole men. We can't live with them, and we WONT!" she laughs, although its obvious something is bothering her.<br><br>"Present company excluded. You're the coolest nicest boy I ever met. " smiling at him and winking at Chris, buzzing a bit from the champagne..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 07:59:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooh, yes! Let me borrow a drop of your bubbly, Gina!" Kate reached over and tilted her friends glass against hers so some of the golden liquid spilled over, "Now. A toast! To asshole men! <em>And</em> asshole bosses! Yay!"<br><br>The two girls held their glasses out to the centre of the table and clinked them, waiting for Chris to join in the toast. While they waited, Kate giggled, "Hold up. Chris is the coolest, nicest boy you met? Dammit my girl, you gotta get out more!"<br><br>Kate gave her friend a big fat wink.<br><br><em>Are you serious? Sure he's fun, but, <span class="bbc_u">cool?</span></em>&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:15:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rest of the meal passed in easy banter, with the best food and drink any of them had tasted in probably forever. Chris said he'd reveal the big secret afterwards, but they had to come with him to see another part of the surprise. He led them to a discrete looking lift, swiped and went in, the doors closing behind them. The lift seemed to only have one button, which was odd, and it whisked them upwards for longer than the girls would have expected. Then the lift doors opened.<br><br>* * * * *<br><br>"Isn't this great?" said Chris, stepping out of the lift and twirling around, both arms coming up to take in the entire place. "Trembly-jiggle in awe, nubile femlings, at the penthouse." He paused for a moment. "You know, that sounded a <em>lot</em> better in my head, and I'll just bet neither of you have even heard of Empowered, let alone read it."<br><br>"Moving right along." he said quickly, gesturing to the doors ahead of the lift. "Stairs up to the second level. That's a big lounge area, with a piano of all things. There's a balcony with a small hot tub outside too."<br><br>"To our right, the master bedroom, and it's <em>massive.</em> I think I've lived in smaller apartments. Also a living room, big plasma screen, one of those home cinema set ups, and a bath room." He gestured to each of the doors in turn.<br><br>"To our left, another small bathroom, kitchen, <em>huge</em> bathroom with a sunken jacuzzi and shower big enough for a handfull of people at once, another bedroom and a proper dining room."<br><br>"Does this not rock?" He was grinning from ear to ear by the time he'd finished reciting the layout of the place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina stood there with her jaw practically touching the floor. "CHRIS...how can you afford all THIS? Did you suck some rich old guys dick? Seriously..what is going on? Not that it's not all...glorious.." smiling, "But How did you become able to afford all this?"<br><br>She moves behind Kate, hiding behind her almost like she's scared someone is going to pop out of one of the doors and scream "SIKE!" as she waits for his answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:24:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate came out of the lift with a small Gina hiding behind her and looked left and right, plush deep-pile carpeting and rich polished mahogany wall panelling met her gaze. Here and there stylish abstract modern art hung on the walls.<br><br>Her 3½ inch heels silent on the carpet she moved cautiously down the corridor to the left and looked right to find a huge bedroom with a four poster bed. She stared in awe for a minute before coming back out to where the others were still by the lift.<br><br>Gina started talking about how could Chris afford this... Kate didn't buy that at all. She shook her head and frowned.<br><br>“Damn right it rocks, Chris, it’s beautiful, but I’m more worried about our heads. They’ll <em>roll</em> if the staff find us up here in someone else’s suite, come on, lets go back down.” And she started nervously back toward the lift.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:26:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah chris! You're gonna get us in serious trouble. I don't know about you, but i don't think Kate and I would last very long in jail!" holding kate's hand as they walk to the lift. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:31:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The lift doesn't go anywhere without this card." said Chris, waving the small swipe card at them. "And trust me, you won't get in trouble. Come on, would I lie to you. I promises you a surprise, well, the meal and this are part of it. You want to know the rest? Let's go get comfy."<br><br>He walked to the right, turning into the living room, and draping his jacket over one of the plush armchairs. He walked across to the sofa that sat facing the door and stretched out on it, slipping his boots off before he put his feet up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:38:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina looked at Kate skeptically, then back at Chris. She shrugged. "Okay if you say so. But i'll never forgive you if you get me put in jail and gang raped by some big dike bitches." she warns him.<br><br>She walks over to the living room area where he is and sits in a big comfy chair and takes off her heels. "Ahhh..much better.." smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:46:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate stood while Chris said some words. She knew what the words <em>meant</em>. They meant that the person holding the swipe card was authorised to be in this suite. The person holding the swipe card had <em>booked</em>... the whole suite... Yet... still it didn't make sense.<br><br>She turned to Gina and imagined herself looking in a mirror, <em>I must have an expression just like that...</em>.<br><br>Chris went down a passage way and disappeared. Dumbfounded, Kate reached for Gina's hand again, she wasn't entirely sure that if she took one more step she'd crumple at the knees. The small warm hand helped a little, she swallowed. Now she was seriously worried. With a questioning look on her face she asked her friend, "I've not spoken to him for over a week, have you? Do you know what he's up to? He's not... he's not done something stupid has he? Like taken up contract killing as a sideline to his IT job?"<br><br>But Gina merely shook her head and led her after Chris. Eyes bugging out on stalks Kate looked up and around at her surroundings as the two girls entered a truly beautiful living room with a huge marble mantle, leather sofas, pot plants a drinks cabinet and on teh far side two huge floor-ceiling glass doors that opened onto... well, it wasn't so much a verandah as about half the Titanic's promenade deck.<br><br>Gina sat down in a squishy chair and slipped her sandals off. Kate went over to the doors and opened one, warm night air drifted in with the faint sounds of the city far below. She stepped out to the rail.<br><br>"Oh..."<br><br>"...My..."<br><br>"...God."<br><br>...<br><br>The view was one of the most breathtaking sights she had ever seen, God knows how many floors up they were. The view looked out over the river to the glittering business district beyond. cars and trains tiny as toys crept along far below.<br><br>Kate had lived in this city all her life yet she felt like she was seeing it for the very first time. She was seeing it from the perspective of the 'haves', the very, very, VERY rich. Rubbing her hands on her bare arms she turned and went back to the doorway. "Chris, you're really scaring me. What is going on?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:53:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah Chrissy..what's up? Did you rob a bank or somethin?" she asks, narrowing her eyes at him skeptically as she rubs her feet. She sighs as she closes her eyes in pleasure. <br><br>"I mean, my family has money, but we never even stayed in a place like this. Daddy would never pay this much for a room. He's too frugal with his money. He bitches when Mommy wants to go 4 stars on a hotel. " she looks over at Kate as she comes back in from the balcony, chill bumps all over her arms.<br><br>"Come get this blanket Kate.." she tells her, smiling as she unfolds it for her and holds it open. "Let's cuddle, like we used to." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:57:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nothing bad, honest." Chris replied, leaning over the edge of the sofa to look at Kate. "Listen, come on in, sit down and I'll explain it all. You want to come sit in my lap?" he asked with a grin. "C'mon, lighten up .. trust me, nothing's wrong."<br><br>He looked from one girl to the other. "Ok, show and tell time. I've paid for everything. Dinner, drinks, the hotel room, the lot. I told you, I had a little bit of luck. Well, that might have been a slight downplaying of things. I .. uh .. kinda won the lottery. You know? The jackpot that's been building the last while now. I decided to take the one lump sum, rather than the twenty years deal, and when all is said and done, I've now got about a hundred and twenty seven million. Plus change."<br><br>He looked from one to the other, a slight grin on his face.<br><br>"Surprise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:01:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate moved over to the sofa where Gina was curled up and holding out a blanket and a warm inviting smile. Shaking like a leaf, and not from the cold, she sat down on one hip and curled her feet up under herself resting one shoulder down against the smaller girl as Gina spread the blanket and laid it over them both. Reaching out under the blanket Kate's searching hand found one of Gina's and squeezed.<br><br>She put her face close to her friends and stilll frowning made a silent cry for help, <em>Has anything bad happened?</em> She turned to Chris seeking answers...<br><br>...they didn't come. What came instead sounded like some wild tale. A <em>lottery win?</em><br><br>"Twenty seven... a <em>Hundred</em> and twenty seven... <em>million?</em> Chris, people don't ever win teh lottery, it's just names on the TV, you mean you... hahaha, now. No, stop messsing!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:07:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina cuddles with Kate under the blanket and looks over at Chris. "You got to be fucking kidding me...The lottery? PROVE IT. I don't believe you. This is like that time you told us that your bobtail cat only had a nub because you and some neighborhood kid chopped its tail off accidentally while playing Pirate games. So come on, spit it out. Either prove its true or tell the REAL truth. " rolling her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:10:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>A hundred and twenty seven... million. A hundred and twenty seven... A hun...<br><br>fuck.<br><br>A h...<br><br>A h...<br><br>Fuck.<br><br>Don't mess us about like this Chris, come one...</em><br><br>"Yes, Chris, please? Or do the 'You've Been Framed' camera crews come in soon?"<br><br>Kate clutched Gina tighter, right from school days the smaller blonde girl's smell had been comforting. Something about her best friend always, always calmed her, She pressed close now, seeking that calm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Prove it?" said Chris. "Um, OK. Yeah, I can do that." He stood up, crossing to the cabinet that stood against one wall and picking up a laptop bag. He pulled out the slim machine, booting it up. <br><br>"Place is wifi'ed." he said, glancing up from it. "It'll just take a minute for me to log on, and get the on-line banking up." He crossed over to the two girls, carrying the laptop with him. <br><br>"Can I squeeze in there?" he said, nodding to sofa. "Ah, here we go." He balanced the laptop on one hand as he tapped on the keyboard with the other. "There we go. Bank's page. On-line banking. Security blah blah blah. My account. Balance."<br><br>He turned the machine around to show them the figure burning clear on the screen. Almost a hundred and twenty seven and half million. He hit another key, and it showed the recent transactions, his account hovering around the few hundred mark, small amounts being withdrawn, then the massive deposit.<br><br>"If that's not enough I can probably call the bank manager and he'd confirm it. I have, like, my own financial adviser there on call now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:25:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Online banking...<br><br>...wifi...<br><br>...account balance...<br><br>...financial advisor...</em><br><br>Kate looked at the screen. She looked again. The deposit figure had the name of the National Lottery's Holding Organisation marked against it.<br><br>He'd won the lottery...<br><br><em>Chris. Has. Won.<br><br>...<br><br>The lottery...</em><br><br>Kate lay her head back against the sofa back and stared at the ceiling, then shut her eyes.<br><br><em>A hundred and twenty seven... <span class="bbc_u">million</span></em> The number didn't mean anything. It could be sand grains on the beach, or stars in the sky, or her brain cells that had died since she'd got out of bed this morning, or starving children in Africa...<br><br>But it wasn't any of those things...<br><br>It was...<br><br>Money.<br><br>A lot of money.<br><br>Resting her head back and with eyes closed, Kate said nothing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:31:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, at least you know the tenant ain't going to throw you out of her." Chris said, trying to lighten the mood a little. "Um, you want a drink? I think you could use it. I mean, I know I did when I realised I'd won. Kinda takes a while to sink in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:38:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Holy fucking shit balls. He really did win the fucking lottery.</em> Gina blinks twice, in shock. <br><br>"Um...Yes please. I think i do need a drink. Do we have any more champagne. " she asks sweetly. She elbows her silent friend. Whispering to Kate, "Can you believe this shit?" she tells her as she watches Chris cross the room to get them drinks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:44:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can I believe it? Uh, I don't know. No. Uh, I'm sorry I can't think. It's just. Wow."<br><br>Kate accepted a glass from Chris with a shaking hand. It came towards her mouth as though someone else were holding it. It tilted. She didn't notice but suddenly her glass was empty.<br><br>"Um, another?" she asked. After she was holding her second drink she raised the glass.<br><br>"Well, I guess, I should say this - congratulations Chris, this is... simply.... wonderful news!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um, I don't think there's any up here, but room service are at my beck and call." he said, chuckling slightly. He opened the drinks cabinet. "Uh, let's see. We seem to have .. brandy I think. Rum. Vodka. Tia Maria. Baileys cream caramel. The amaretto I wanted, cool. Uh ... couple of things I've never heard off .. that one I can't even pronounce. Whiskey. That looks like Japanese, so probably saki or something."<br><br>He filled the glasses and brought them over, passing one to each of the girls. When Kate knocked the first back his eyebrow arched briefly and he went and fetched the bottle, refilling her glass for her.<br><br>"Yeah, it's pretty amazing." he said. "Part of me wonders if I should be waking up any time soon, but far as I can tell it's real." he said, smiling. "So, I figured a celebration is in order." <br><br>He gestured to the penthouse around them. "And here we are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:52:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well it all sounds great Chris. " she tells him, smiling. Tipping her glass back and taking a few big gulps. "So what are we going to do here, just the 3 of us in this big extravagant penthouse? Now that you have us up here and have shocked our socks off...what, are..you...to..do..with..us?" she teases him, flirting. Definitely feeling the affects of the alcohol.<br><br>"If I had known ahead of time that we might be having a slumber party I would have brought my overnight clothes!" she giggles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 00:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Yeah, here we are.<br><br>And here I am with a credit card company that shut my card down a fortnight ago and whose phone calls are starting to get scary, a bank manager who hates me and a landlord who gets real pissed when the rent is over a month in arrears...<br><br>I am...<br><br>...financially drowning here.<br><br>But. You just don't ask one of your two best ever friends for money. Ever. No matter how much he has...</em><br><br>"Yes, here we are," Kate smiled, "I could not wish for this sort of luck to befall a nicer pervert!"<br><br>Suddenly Kate's glass was empty again and her head was pleasantly buzzing, <em>celebrate, yeah...</em> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 01:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I have an idea or two." he replied, his tongue flicking out to moisten his lips. "I mean, I did suggest the debauchery, right? That kinda rules out the need for clothes. We've got these orgy sized beds and hot tubs. It would be a shame to let them go to waste, huh?"<br><br>He paused, then spoke again, his voice quieter this time, almost unsteady. "Actually I kinda do have some ideas." He looked from one girl to the other. "I was thinking, I mean, that's more money than I'm ever going to need in my life, and I can now do pretty much anything I ever wanted to. So, uh, I was kinda thinking I might share it. What would you say to a million. Each."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 01:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>A million... would... make a few problems go away, yes...</em><br><br>Kate's eyes took on a far away look.<br><br>"Chris. Wow. My God! What do I say? Thank you! Thank you! That's so generous!"<br><br>Kate chuckled with overwhelmed nervous laughter.<br><br>"Have I ever told you what a great friend you are?" She grinned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 01:48:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina's eyes widen. "A million dollars....each.? What's the catch? You can't just give away a million dollars to two people for no reason. I don't care HOW long you've been friends with them." she asks, arching an eyebrow.<br><br><em>I wonder what he's got up his sleeve...A million each..right....for what exactly?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 01:59:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you remember when Jen and I finished up? I was saying it was because we wanted different things? Well, uh, yeah .. um .. " he tried to work out how to say what he wanted to without sounding like the total perv Kate already thought he was. <br><br>"I kinda got interested in D/s ... bondage and stuff ... she didn't want anything to do with that. Things kinda went downhill from there, and ..." he shrugged, trailing off. "I'm still wanting to try it. You know, experiment with stuff .. with someone ... or two ... I trust." <br><br>His eyes flicked from one girl to the other. "I want you. Both of you." He licked his lips again, and gave a slight shrug. "I know ... I probably sound like a total lech, don't I? It's true though. I mean, I like you both a lot, and we've always joked around. I ... I want to take it further. I've had these fantasies about the three of us, the two of you doing whatever I want."<br><br>He broke off, waiting to see how they'd respond, unsure if they were going to curse him out, toss him off the balcony or fall about laughing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 02:18:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate looked at him carefully.<br><br><em>That... makes me a whore.</em><br><br>She raised an eyebrow. She sat up on the sofa and reached for Gina's hand again. "Chris, um, ha-ha, yeah. Right. Well I like you a lot. I love you, in fact. As my best friend, my best <em>male</em> friend. Love as a friend. We've known each other years - seven years, nearly eight. I've always liked you, I'd have lost contact long ago if I didn't. So, I appreciate your very kind gift. I'll be honest: Kate Weston could definitely use an injection of cash into her financial circumstances right now, no two ways about it. Your kind offer is... just in time basically. I spoke to Gina a month back about a credit card company I was having trouble repaying..." She ganced at Gina and smiled sheepishly, "So, yeah. Thank you."<br><br>"But the thing is... we're best friends. Best friends give gifts yes, they do so because they love one another, hm? You have generously offered me a million. That's... I mean I'm overwhelmed. You're very generous. But why don't you just make it a gift, and ask nothing in return?"<br><br>"Then the friend you've given it to can be under no obligation to think there is payment for sex going on here. Right? You get my drift?"<br><br>"And your best friend, who you just gave a very lovely generous gift to... can think how to repay you, yes?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 02:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What? Uh, um ,yeah." said Chris, fumbling somewhat. "The money is yours no matter what. I just sort of meant that I feel like now I can try anything, you know?"<br><br>He looked from one to the other. "I guess I could maybe have thought that through a bit better, huh? I mean, I didn't mean for it to come out sounding like it did."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 02:36:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate smiled at him, "Chris, chill out, I think I understand."<br><br>She turned to Gina and stood up, taking her hand. "Girl-talk time I think," she said, "If you would excuse us Chris?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:00:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina, sat quietly, dumbfounded over the whole situation. "Er uhh yeah, girl talk.." she muttered, taking Kate's hand and standing up, she walked off with her to the bathroom.<br><br>"do you think he is REALLY serious?" she whispered to her as they walked towards the bathroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watched the two walk off then moved back to the sofa he'd started on. "Smooth dude. Real fucking smooth." he murmured. He leaned back, covering his eyes with the palms of his hands and exhaled a long slow breath. <em>You know, it all made a hell of a lot more sense in my head.</em> he thought. <em>I really hope I haven't fucked things up here. Gah!</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:10:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate closed the bathroom door and leaned back on it, her arms folded under her bust.<br><br>"I don't know, Jeanie, I just don't know."<br><br>"I mean he's always been, you know <em>a guy</em> and done all that slightly pervy guy stuff. Right from the beginning. Old Perky remembers to waaay back. But then they all do." She shrugged, "It never stopped me liking him. It was even a big laugh most of the time. Has he ever mentioned any of this to you before?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:18:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"NO..never. I had no idea that he was...you know, interested in us that way. I mean, I'm flattered, really I am. But..i just don't know. Not that he's not cute...I mean he is hot..he has a nice body..handsome face..nice personality. But..i just don't know if I could..you know..FEEL those kinds of things for him to get..you know..HOT like that.." biting her bottom lip in confusion.<br><br>"What do you think?" she asks her. As she waits for her answer, she looks at herself in the mirror, running her hands through her hair and straightening her dress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate chuckled to herself as memories came back...<br><br>"<em>You</em> think he's hot? Whoa! didn't see that one coming. Naughty little Gina! But you never did anything about it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:22:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris rose from the sofa and walked out onto the balcony. He leaned over the railing, eyes idly tracking the lights that moved below. He had a hundred thoughts tumbling through his head, but he refused to focus on any of them, just let them come and go, as he stood and looked out into the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't say that Kate..what i meant was that if you THINK about it. He's not THAT much different from other guys. It's just that we never did get to know him in THAT way. You know? Besides...didn't you just call me last month saying how desperate you were for some money to get out of your debt?" she asks, raising a brow.<br><br>"It's not like we're prostituting ourselves. It's a GIFT. He said we didn't HAVE to do anything sexual if we don't want. But i would feel so guilty taking his more than generous gift without giving him anything in return. Wouldn't you?" she asks...Then smiles.."Dont' sit there act like I'm some slut for thinking about this. You know you like sex just as much as I do. " 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:39:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I confess,” Kate unfolded her arms and threw them up in a surrender gesture.<br><br>She stared back down at the floor, “Its funny. When we first met he was waaay geeky you know? Voice just breaking, all that immature boy rubbish they’re full of, spotty… but then later in school, he got to about, ooh, seventeen I guess and ‘WHAM!’ he shot up, grew inches over one summer, his voice smoothed out and deepened, his skin cleared, he began wearing cooler clothes, you remember that? And getting a decent haircut instead of trying to look like a manga hero who’d been attacked by an insane barber.”<br><br>“And then… one day dumb little Perky Weston wakes up to find she has a crush on him. Yup, that’s right. But I never did anything about it, not a single thing.”<br><br>“Engineers say that the most stable form of legged structure is a tripod. Get three legs on something and it’ll stand firm no matter how rough the ground is. And we were – we <em>are</em> a triangle, us three, solid as a rock, all this time. And I thought, ‘If I ask him out and he says yes, then….well, its obvious. Gina gets left out and the triangle is broken.”<br><br>Kate looked up from where she’d been staring at the floortile. She looked steadily into Gina’s blue eyes, “I liked Chris. But I like you too, Gina. Friends. Unbreakable. Absolutely to the end. You’ve been a great friend to me, I’ve leaned on you all sorts of ways.”<br><br>Kate smiled softly, “Thank you.”<br><br>She sighed, “But now we just got given a million each. A million. By a guy whose a total pervert who talks to my tits. Yet I want to say thanks to him, you know? What he has just done has saved my life. Yes, you spottted it. I’m drowning in debt, I’m even thinking of quitting the flat and moving back in with mom, which sucks big time. But now I’m saved.”<br><br>“Perky is thinking that she should say thank you to that great big dork out there… thing is, what did he say? ‘bondage’ and ‘seeing you two together’. That's er... that's serious stuff. What do you think about that?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:51:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wonder what he means exactly when he says 'bondage'. That could include a lot of different things. And just how "D" does he want to get. I'm not one for whips and chains and paddles. As far as you and I are concerned..." she shrugs. "Fuck it. I mean...I kissed a girl or two in college. I was a little drunk and it was really just a show for the boys....but it wasn't that bad. She really had soft lips. It was actually pretty nice." she babbles, then stops, biting her lip, contemplating.<br><br>"Well..we're only young, once right? Might as well do these things now instead of wait until we're 35 and married with kids to experiment." sighing. "And if I'm going to do another girl..I'd be honored if she was you, my best friend..I already know you're clean and STD free. And you're the prettiest girl I know. " smiling at her best friend. <br><br>"Besides all the alcohol will help with the nerves.." laughing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 03:58:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh my God, don't! You're embarassing! Dammit Gina, what are you some kind of lez?"<br><br>Kate stood there a moment, turning all this over, or trying to. <em>All that money... more than I can comprehend. An end to all my worries. Rejoin the gym! Yeah! Get rid of some pounds... move out of the flat, rent somewhere better. No - not rent; BUY somewhere. Somewhere wonderful.<br><br>That kind of kindness deserves a gesture in return.</em><br><br>Kate looked at Gina, <em>how soft?</em> She looked away again.<br><br>"I think there's only one way to move this on," she turned, put her hand on the door handle, "And that's ask him what he wants." She opened the door. "But I'm a scaredy cat, I'm not going out there alone." With her other hand she reached for Gina's and taking it, squezed gently.<br><br>"Let's go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:03:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina took her hand and walked back out to where Chris was sitting. She sat down on the couch and waited for Kate to sit down too. "Do you want to start this conversation or do you want me to?"&nbsp; she whispers in Kate's ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:04:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris turned as he heard the girls move across the room. He took a deep breath to calm himself then came back in from the balcony and sat on the arm of the sofa,waiting for them to say .. something.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:08:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll try," Kate whispered to the blonde girl. She sat down beside her friend. She noticed for some reason that she left a space this time.<br><br><em>I'm not bi. Okay? I'm not.</em><br><br>"Chris. We, er, we... um. Look, we're both really grateful to you, you're very generous and we, well, we'd like to say thank you to you in <em>some</em> way. Thing is... when you said the things you said, stuff you want to do, well could you explain a little more clearly, please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:16:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina sits there quietly, letting Kate handle the conversation, ready to jump in at any moment if she needs help. She waits to listen to what Chris has to say in answer to their questions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:23:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh, sure." replied Chris, sliding down off the arm of the sofa, and onto it. He ran his fingers through his hair, leaving his hands on the back of his head. "Let's see. I guess I could say it's as much the mental as physical that appeals to me." he said, looking from one girl to the other. "The thought that a girl would surrender herself to me .. place herself in my hands, be willing to do whatever I asked off her. I suppose you could call it a power trip. Knowing that she'd do something simply because I wanted her to. I'm not sure if that makes much sense to you, but ... " he broke off with a shrug.<br><br>"The tying up is appealing too. Having her on her knees in front of me, hands tied behind her back ... or on a bed, arms and legs spreadeagle ... unable to move, unable to do anything except enjoy everything I was doing to her." He exhaled a sharp breath. "Yeah ... that does it for me. Or at least I think it does. I mean, it's great in my head, but then so was my little speech earlier." He barked a short laugh.<br><br>"I'm not into the whole pain side of it. No interest at all." He looked at them. "Does that help any? You want to know anything more specific? It's all new to me really, so I'm not sure what I can give that much detail on. it's stuff I want to try, to see if the reality matches what's in my head, you know?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:27:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate glanced at Gina, indicating with her eyes for her to respond to that if she wanted to.<br><br><em>Nothing about us girls with each other then...?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:28:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That sounds tame enough...but what about Kate and I? Did you want US to do things with each other? TO each other?" She asks, holding her breath for the answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 04:44:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, let's see. I'm male, you're two girls .. do I really need to answer concerning one of the top male fantasies of all time?" he said, relaxing somewhat since it seemed the girls weren't planning to lynch him. <br><br>"Seriously .. yeah, I think its hot. Most guys would. You doing things with or to each other, with or without me in the middle of them" He looked at them, cocking his head to the side. "Question is kinda moot unless you're interested or willing." He paused again, looking from one to the other. "So, ah .. does that mean you two aren't against the idea?" he asked, cautiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 14:09:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Gina said ‘<em>Did you want <span class="bbc_u">us</span> to do things with each other? <span class="bbc_u">To</span> each other?</em>’ Kate felt something flip inside her, something odd and warm lurched. She stayed sitting carefully on the sofa, conscious now of the foot gap she’d left between her and her friend. She sat upright, knees together, her hands balled into one fist in her lap.<br><br><em>Tense. I’m so tensed up about this. Why? Hiromi was fine… Hiromi was a lot of fun…<br><br><span class="bbc_u">But you don’t think about that, right? Not any more.</span><br><br>Right, right, I don’t. That one-nighter got filed away…<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Didn’t it?</span><br><br>Yes, yes, it did. Let’s forget what Hiromi was like… what she did… uh… yeah, right.</em><br><br>‘Do things with each other’<br><br>‘DO things…’<br><br>Inwardly Kate groaned. She had only ever had one encounter with another girl, in her second year at university, after a party, very drunk, a Japanese student called Hiromi. She’d gone back to her room, they’d started to cuddle, the small Japanese girl had kissed her… her hands had slipped under her tee-shirt, her tongue in her ear… <em>oh, God.</em> Like a snake she’d been, like a small coiling delicious snake, so smooth, writhing everywhere, against her, undressing her, touching, licking, stroking, her long flexible slender fingers had gone… everywhere.<br><br>Kate closed her eyes and pushed the memories away. <em>Boys. Think of boys. I like boys. I don’t do girls.<br><br>Except… Hiromi’s flickering snake tongue had… Oh fuck, yes it had… It really…<br><br>Made her so hot.</em><br><br>“Uhm, yeah, Chris… I...”<br><br><em>Imagine if it was you. Imagine you had over a hundred million and you could get Chris and another gorgeous hunk in a smart hotel room, what would you do?<br><br>I’d want to see them kiss… I would, yes. And touch, and unzip and lift each other out and cup and stroke… yes.<br><br>And I… I’d be in there, in the middle between them. Sandwiched. One each end.<br><br>Oh, God, yes…</em><br><br>It was no use, the hypocrisy of her double standards defeated her. If the situation was reversed she’d pay two men to fuck her, no question.<br><br>She couldn’t blame Chris, only envy him.<br><br>And Gina seemed game, in the bathroom she’d said yes almost too quickly. How well did she really know her friend? Had Gina done it with a girl before? And she was… very pretty, gorgeous even.<br><br><em>For God’s sake! Stop torturing yourself! You gonna do this or not?</em><br><br>“Yeah, Chris,” She glanced nervously at Gina and then something made her move, she didn’t even know she was doing it. Suddenly she found herself standing up, ankles together, hands held primly in front of herself, nervously smoothing the full skirt of her satin dress down.<br><br>But as soon as she moved she felt it down below, at her core, a tiny tell-tale prickle of heat. In her panties as she stood up she felt it. <em>Slickness.</em><br><br>“Yes, I can’t speak for Gina,” <em>yes you can, you know just what she’s thinking,</em> “But I’m… not against the idea. I don’t think.”<br><br>“What <em>sort</em> of things did you want me to do?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 20:31:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina stands up, taking Kate's hand and squeezing it reassuringly, she can tell her friend is nervous. "Well, how about we just all relax, have some drinks, and just see where it goes? No expectations, we just do what comes natural. And if for some reason one of us gets uncomfortable with the situation, then we speak up and no harm done." she suggests.<br><br>"How should we start, Chris? Why don't you call room service and get us some more bubbly up here." she smiles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 22:52:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a good idea to me." Chris replied. He walked over to the phone, ordered the drinks and came back. "Should be up in a few minutes." he said. "Can you believe this place actually has a dedicated staff member? Twenty four hours a day, someone is there, and they get you what you want immediately .. or as long as it takes to get it anyway." he amended.<br><br>He knelt down in front of the two girls, placing a hand on each of their legs, and began to slowly stroke, back and forth, just to the edge of their dresses. His eyes moved slowly from one to the other. "So, bubbly should be here in a minute or two. We probably shouldn't embarrass the help, so I guess I means I have to behave til then, huh?"<br><br>His hands moved a little higher, slipping just under the edges of the dresses as he turned to face Kate. "I guess we can talk about what I want til then, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 23:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris made a phone call and chatted happily about how efficent the hotel was; he'd always been like this, rather cool and laid-back even during intense conversations, it was a part of his personality Kate found especially disarming.<br><br>She was so disarmed by his nonchalance that what happened next, though it should have shocked her, didn't. She watched, as calmly talking about room service, Chris knelt down in front of them. <em>What's he doing?</em> she thought but had her answer almost at once as Chris reached out a hand and calmly placed it on her lower leg. She was so taken aback in surprise that she did nothing at all but merely stared down at him, though her hand squeeezed Gina's tighter in a sudden spasm of alarm.<br><br><em>Chris!<br><br>Chris...? Uh...</em><br><br>She forced herself to remain still as his warm hand gently slid up and down her smooth nyloned skin a few times, his other hand, she saw had reached out for Gina's bare leg and was caressing her in the same way.<br><br><em>He's worth a hundred and twenty five million... he's worth a hundred and twenty five million...</em> she repeated this fact to herself as though it were an acceptable excuse, <em>and after tonight Katherine Anne Weston will be a millionaire too, the country's newest member of those exalted ranks.</em> It wasn't a reason to let it happen, though it helped. What also helped however was that it <em>did</em> feel nice, and with Gina beside her she felt safe. She'd known Chris a third of her life, they were great friends, she... yes, she wanted him to do this.<br><br>She made no move, nothing to stop him, not even when his hand slid into the tender hollow of her knee at the dress' hem and feeling his fingertips play across the tiny ridge of her stocking seam, begin to slide higher...<br><br>In response to his question she merely nodded silently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 23:50:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina was slightly surprised to see Chris kneeling in front of them, but didn't object when he starts rubbing each of their thighs with his hands. <br><br><em>I can't believe this is happening...Where's that drink when I need it?! Liquid courage, please come save me..</em><br><br>She simply smiled at him and squeezed Kate's hand in response to her earlier squeeze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 23:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So." he said slowly, looking from one to the other. "What do you want me to talk about? What I want to do? What I'd like you two to do?" He turned to look at Kate, a smile spreading over his face as his hand slowly stroked her leg. <br><br>"Told you I'd rather ogle your legs, Perky." he said. "Especially since you have .. stockings? .. on." There was a hint of question in his voice, as if he wasn't sure. His hand hadn't yet climbed far enough to tell, one way or the other. "What can I say ... stockings are a major turn on for me. I love how they feel against my ears."&nbsp; he added, grinning now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 00:20:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," was all Kate said in response to Chris' suggestions about what he should talk about, "Tell us what you want."<br><br><em>I can't believe this is happening! It must be worse for Gina, her dress is tiny, so short!</em> She glanced over and down and yes, Chris was so far keeping his hands at about or just above the height of both girls skirt hems. While Kates was knee length, Gina's was a mini-cocktail dress of black silk, the skirt ending no more than five or six inches below her crotch.<br><br>Kate swallowed hard but felt energised by Gina's squeezing hand, she at once returned the squeeze, Gina was her lifeline.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"What can I say ... stockings are a major turn on for me. I love how they feel against my ears."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate found herself not exactly smiling at his sexual innuendo, more staring open mouthed at his cheek to continue his pervy guy-banter while he assaulted her body. But inside her gut, low down, something was stirring, something restless, something that hadn't stirred for over two months since Steve had stormed out. She knew what it was.<br><br><em>You can either fight this Kate, or welcome it, it's up to you.<br><br>Fight?<br><br>Or welcome...?<br><br>Fight...?<br><br>No.<br><br>Welcome...<br><br>Yes.</em> She could feel it at her groin that special place, growing warm and needy, <em>yes...</em><br><br>"If, uhr," she cleared her throat, "If you're not sure they're stockings, you could always find out." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 00:26:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiled, glad her friend may be starting to relax a little, because her nerves were feeding off of Kate's. She sat there quietly, while Kate and Chris were talking. Waiting to see what will happen next.<br><br>There's a knock at the door, and someone calls out from the other side, "Room Service!".<br><br>"I"ll get it." she tells them, smiling. She hops up before they could protest, hoping to give them a moment alone together. She makes her way, barefooted to the door. Opening it, she stands back while the man rolls the cart into the room and puts it in the living room by the bar. It has a large stainless steel icebucket, complete with two bottles of Crystal. Plus a platter of different assortments of cheese and pickles, and meats. "Oohh yay, snacks!" Gina says happily. She watches as the man opens the bottle for them. He refuses a tip and takes his leave, closing the door behind him.<br><br>"Who wants a glass?" she asks as she pours herself one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 00:36:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris had opened his mouth to reply when the door went, and he started back, turning his head towards it. When Gina left he turned back to Kate, silently suppressing what was probably a nervous laugh. <br><br>"Now, where were we?" he said, sitting back on his ankles. "Oh yeah .. the mystery of the stockings." His eyes were alight as he looked at Kate, then down at her legs. <br><br>"Finding out sounds real good to me. Maybe you could just show me." His face was scant inches from her body, and it didn't look like he intended moving back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 01:35:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Now, where were we?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Melting. I'm melting...</em> He sat back on his ankles as Gina went to get the main door bell which was a little way down the suite's outer corridor.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh yeah .. the mystery of the stockings."<br><br>"Finding out sounds real good to me. Maybe you could just show me."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> He remained there, his face no more than six inches from the front of her thighs. Suddenly a hot burst of something exciting went through Kate and she knew what she wanted to do. Looking down at his smiling face she moved her hands out until one rested on each side of her wide fluffed out skirt, supported by its wide nest of tulle. She slowly curled her fingers around the hem of the skirt at the sides.<br><br>Gripping the smooth satin she slowly began to raise her hands, drawing them up parallel to her legs and raising her skirt with them.<br><br><em>My God. I'm doing it... I can't believe I'm doing it. I'm stood in the middle of a hotel room, with Chris Sheridan kneeling at my feet and I'm about to show myself to him...</em><br><br>There was muted conversation outside by the lift, Kate didn't worry too much, Gina surely would just take the trolley and tip the waiter out there?<br><br>She lifted her hands more... half her thighs were bared now... she closed her eyes and continued to raise her skirt. Under it the big wide nest of tulle and net stuck out and up in a pretty fan... cool air rose higher up her skin.<br><br><em>He must... he must be able to see soon...</em> Adjusting her hands so she didn't drop anything she oh-so-slowly, agonizingly slowly continued to raise her dress. She felt like a naughty school girl might when teacher was going to smack her bottom...<br><br>The hotel trolleys were expensive and well made, they moved silently on the thick pile carpets. As the waiter, led by Gina, pushed it towards the lounge door Kate didn't hear it at all...<br><br>A tingle of cool air on her thighs told Kate she'd reached the top. She stood there, her wide pretty red skirt gathered up in a mass of shining colour right up at her waist. She had good legs, a little plump perhaps but still clear skinned and lightly tanned from her last vacation. The sheer black nylons ended at deep welts that reached almost to her crotch. Kate liked to wear her stockings pulled up to the very tops of her thighs, the welts almost on a level with her sex and the suspender straps shortened right down through their little buckles. Her black waist cincher had six drops with her panties of not-quite opaque black silk worn over them.<br><br>Not quite opaque... slightly sheer... sheer enough that the sweet furrow of her smoothly shaven sex was visible through them as a slightly darker line, and low down at the base of the pretty mound, she wondered if a glint of metal would be visible.<br><br>The room was suddenly full of the sound of her bumping heart, it seemed to beat from everywhere at once, deafening as a storm. She swallowed dryness from a dry mouth and remained quite still, her ankles together...<br><br>...as the waiter came in.<br><br>At the sound of the door a gasp hitched in her throat and caught. Her eyes flew wide open but for some stupid reason she did not move, but froze, panicking. She looked down at Chris and his wide smiling eyes stared back up at her. Behind her she heard the waiter speaking to Gina about where they wanted the trolley. She dare not turn. <em>What can he see? Is the sofa in the way...? No, it's not, the bar is to the side of it! This is so... my word, it's so... <span class="bbc_u">perverted!</span></em> Kate had never done anything so wicked and rude as this before in her entire life. Skirt up round her waist, her stockinged legs and half-bare bottom on show as a waiter not fifteen feet behind her calmly uncorked Champagne and Gina chatted happily with him.<br><br>Then it all changed, everything changed and the room tilted and lurched and Kate's heart that felt like it had seized up when the door opened, rush-started again in a fast hammering roar. Heat filled her and she felt her face colouring, she went as bright red as an anime schoolboy caught peeping in the girl's locker room. She squeezed her eyes shut again as this new feeling coursed through her. She thought she might feel embarrassment or shame but as the waiter finished his task and politely declined a tip, and wished Gina a good night, the feeling that gushed inside Kate from her thundering heart down to the now no longer warm but <em>hot</em> blossoming eager thing at her core, wasn’t that. No, not that at all.<br><br>The feeling was quite different, the feeling was the liquid heat of her arousal.<br><br><em>Oh God, yes!</em> she opened her eyes once more and stared down at a mesmerised Chris as Gina happily exclaimed about the snacks and then asked who wanted a glass of Champagne.<br><br>Kate smiled at Chris in disbelief at her own powerful hot reaction to being discovered half stripped in front of a man in a hotel room… she could feel herself beginning to leak. She was terrible at times like this, once aroused she got wet very quickly. She wondered, as she spoke, if in addition to the faint glint of metal of her hood piercing, something else was already visible through her sheer panties, a glint of something far more incriminating…<br><br><strong>“Yes, I’ll have a glass,”</strong> she said, <strong>“Right now!”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 01:48:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina, having had her back to Kate and Chris, had no idea what had been transpiring between the two of them. She giggled at how frantic Kate sounded as she told Gina she wanted a glass.<br><br>"Okay okay, calm down Missy! Patience is a virtue!" she giggled again, as she poured Kate a generous glass of champagne and topped it off with a strawberry in the bottom of the glass. She took a plate and put together a little snack of crackers, cheese, ham, and pickles off the larger main snack dish, for the two of them to share.<br><br><em>Man, i could get used to living like this!</em> She thinks of her Daddy and although he has money he never splurged on maids, or butlers or anything that would advertise their upper class way of life. She had been spoiled but not extravagantly so. While some girls with rich families got brand new Mercedes for their 16th birthday, Gina got one that was used, only a few years old, but still used none the less. Her father didn't see the point in spending twice the money on a car for a new driver just to wreck. <br><br>Snapping herself out her silent reverie, she grabbed a silver tray that was on the cart and put the snack plate she made and the two glasses of bubbly on there. She walked back through the expansive penthouse towards where Chris and Kate were.<br><br>"Kate!" she gasped in surprise as she saw Kate standing there holding her dress up above her waist. A big smile on her face. Proud of her friend for being so....slutty. "You little minx!" she giggles as she sets the tray down on the table in between all the couches and chairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 02:02:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Kate! You little minx!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate's blush went deeper though it felt to her like that was impossible.<br><br><strong>"Chris,"</strong> she said falteringly, <strong>"I seem to have both hands full, you wouldn't lift the glass for me so I could take a sip? Hm?"</strong> She kept a steady gaze on his face, she didn't think she had ever seen an expression on a man's face quite like that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 02:15:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watched Kate's eyes, his hands rising again to brush against the backs of her knees. As she began to slowly raise the dress he gave an almost unseen nod, and his fingers curled inwards for a moment, the nails sharper against her legs as they perhaps involuntarily followed the path of her dress. <br><br>When her eyes closed his tongue darted out to moisten very dry lips, and his gaze dropped back to level in front of him. He forced his hands to lower again, to continue their soft stroking when he wanted to run them all the way up the back of her thighs.<br><br>As the stocking tops and panties came into view he felt his breath catch for a moment, and he swallowed, mesmerised by the sight. He wanted to run a single finger down that crease, to feel her. <em>No, not quite.</em> he thought a moment later. <em>What I want to run is my tongue up it and taste her. God!</em><br><br>The movement at the corner of his vision froze him in place, but somehow it seemed the waiter wasn't looking at them. He seemed entirely professional, and left moments later. <em>Did he see?</em> thought Chris. <em>I don't think he did. They're probably told not to see anything up here.</em><br><br>As the man left Chris turned his attention back to the vision in front of him. Right in front of his face he could see the small damp patch beginning to spread, the fabric moulding itself to Kate's body, to leave nothing to the imagination.<br><br>His head turned as Gina came back in carrying the drinks. "Some view, huh?" he managed to say, after moistening his lips again. "You should see it from here."<br><br>His hands slowly roses up the back of her stockings, onto her ass, and began to caress it, gently squeezing. Chris looked up at Kates face, at the light in her eyes, and very slowly and deliberately leaned forwards to plant a kiss on the dampened spot in front of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 02:21:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ill help you with that Kate..you right. You do have your hands full. hehehehe." she giggles. She brings Kate's glass to her lips, tipping it back as Kate opens her mouth to swallow the bubbly down as it's poured in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 02:48:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate stood there on the boundary of something new, she was in a place she'd never been before, exposed like this with two people with her. Inside her chest her heart continued to hammer like an imprisoned lunatic and down in her belly the insistent hot writhing thing turned and twisted and <em>wanted</em>.<br><br>Locking eyes with Chris she fell into them, connected with him while he touched her. <em>Enjoy</em> she silently offered herself with a gentle smile even though her face still displayed a deep blush. Again her breath drew ragged in her throat as his fingers returned to the hollows of her knees and caressed there gently, before rising up... up... God, up...<br><br>As Gina came over with the wine and Kate asked Chris to hold her glass he... simply ignored her! Like she wasn't there. <em>So engrossed... he must be so engrossed he didn't even hear me.</em> in a rush of tenderness her heart went out to him, <em>bless him! Like a child at Christmas!<br><br>I wonder how long before he can no longer resist the urge to unwrap his present?</em><br><br>Kate felt his hands rising higher on her legs, they coursed gently up and down the backs of her thighs, the sheer nylon making her flesh almost slippery.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Some view, huh?" <em> Chris said, his voice, Kate noted, not entirely even as it had been a few minutes ago, </em>"You should see it from here."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate frowned behind closed eyelids, <em>He's talking about me to her.. not <span class="bbc_u">to</span> me, but <span class="bbc_u">about</span> me, like I'm an object...</em> Kate was shocked to find this thought didn't insult her but merely added to the whirlpool of her rising emotions.<br><br>The hands on her upper thighs crept higher still, the fingers left warm slick nylon and met hot skin, Kate let out a low breath, not a moan, but not far from one.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'll help you with that Kate...you're right. You do have your hands full. hehehehe."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Gina's cheeky giggle did nothing to slow the pace of rising excitement. Kate turned her head towards her friend and opened her eyes, as she did so they opened even wider as hands cupped her rear and tenderly squeezed, the fingers swept across the satin of her panties that only half covered her soft shape. This time the breathy sound she made was a moan, small and helpless, and it drifted out just as Gina put the wineglass to her lips and tilted it. Kate parted her lips and the chilled wine bubbled in. She drank deeply, needing alcohol, not to help her mind escape this perverted scene but to enhance it, clarify it. As she swallowed she made another sound, a small startled noise it was, all the more sharp and pretty for being so unexpected, or rather the sensation that had caused it had been unexpected. Kate turned her face back and with wide eyes asked Gina silently for more wine, she saw how her friend's eyes flickered with something bright and eager too, something wicked.<br><br>But not as wicked as the heat at her centre which burned her and still echoed to the wonderful sensation, oh so brief! of the gentle pressure of a worshipping mouth. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 03:11:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina saw the silent plea in her friends eyes and she smiled. She didn't understand why but she could swear that she felt her body start to tingle with the idea of watching Chris do naughty things to Kate while she watched...or even perhaps...helped? <em>You are such a slut! How could you get hot from watching something like that...Relax...its all in good fun...Just go with the flow...</em> Her mind at war with herself.<br><br>She tips the glass back again, pouring more of the sweet bubbly into Kate's mouth. "Mmmm yummy huh?" she asks her. Some of it spills out of the corner of her mouth and down over her chin. Gina wipes it off with her fingers and sucks the bubbly off of them. "Mmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 03:12:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris heard the soft noise from above him, and smiled, though his face couldn't be seen by the girls. His eyes were fixed on the spreading dampness, and what it was outlining. <br><br>His hands were firm on Kate's ass, holding her in place as he began to slowly lap at her, spreading her dampness even further, the panties now almost revealing more than they hid. <em>I love how she tastes.</em> he thought, drawing his tongue the length of her. <br><br>He leaned back slightly, looking up at the two girls. "I think someone has been keeping secrets from us." he said, leaning in again to give a flick of the tongue on the incriminating bulge. <br><br>He turned his head towards Gina. "How bout you? Got any secrets that I'm about to discover?" One hand left Kate's ass to slide up the back of Gina's leg, just disappearing under her dress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 03:15:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina blushed as he directed his attention to her, feeling his hand run up the back of her leg under her dress. She was wearing a black lace thong under her short dress. <br><br>"Perhaps...I guess you'll just have to find out.." She tells him, breathing a little heavier. His hands on her skin, causing her sex to tingle and throb just a bit, feeling herself getting a bit wet in her thong.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 03:39:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The second gulping mouthful went partly off target, Kate's head had jerked a little as she was drinking and some of the wine dribbled down her chin. At once Gina was there, her fingers scooping up the droplets. Kate watched those wet fingers disappear into her mouth...<br><br><em>sucking...<br><br>God... <span class="bbc_u">such</span> a rude word.</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Mmmm yummy huh?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Gina asked, <em>Yes,</em> Kate thought, <em>you are.</em> <br><br>But right now Kate wasn't particularly bothered about words, she was more focused on sensations. At her rear, Chris' hands continued to cup her, holding her firmly <em>so I can't get away...</em> but at her front, <em>hmm... yes...</em> at her front was where the sensations were building. The cause of the dribbled wine came back again, the gentle warm mouth pressed back. Another soft kiss and from deep inside her another answering urge, more moisture ran down and continued to gather just inside her opening.<br><br><em>And it's hardly even running out of me yet, just gathering inside. When he opens me... he's going to get a shock.</em> Kate had always been quick to arouse, easy to excite, and when she was, she always made a lot of moisture.<br><br>Chris didn't know it but each kiss applied a little pressure. Just <em>there</em>, exactly <em>there</em>. It was the intended purpose of her jewellery, the U ring that hung from the cross bar had a tiny jet bead at it's lowest curve. This jet bead rested on a certain place, a special place, even sometimes walking the very pressure of her panties against that bead would be enough to press it against her... and arouse her. That jewellery had been her best single investment ever, it always excited her, she was always aware of it.<br><br>And now as Chris' kisses changed to <em>lapping</em> like a puppy, his warm wet tongue ran over that bead again and again. Kate gasped and quite helpless to resist the building pleasure she inched her feet apart, sliding one foot away from the other until her ankles were a foot apart.<br><br><em>Now Chris, there. Now you can get where you need to be.</em> Despite the sweetness Chris was causing at her sex it was to Gina that Kate now turned, half the wine had gone in three big gulps and she wanted more, yet there was something else Kate wanted to taste, something forbidden and for which she dare not ask. All she could do was stare into Gina's eyes with hungry longing and without speaking, beg for something, something she dare not express even in her own thoughts.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 03:50:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina set down Kate's empty glass on the table and picked up her own and downed the full glass of champagne without taking a breath. "Damn that is so good. Whew...Hehhehehe I'm feeling a bit tipsy I think. " she giggled.<br><br>She noticed Kate turn back towards her and she looked at her friend. Kate's eyes seemed to burn right into her, it's almost as if she could read Kate's thoughts. Her eyes were so expressive, she could see something in Kate's eyes that she had never seen in another woman's eyes. She just couldn't figure out what it was. It was so familiar, yet she..just..couldn't put..her..finger..on.....<em>DESIRE, LUST..that's what I'm seeing in Kate's eyes. She is needing something from me, silently begging me for something. And I think I know just what it is...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 04:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate saw Gina go... <em>No, I need you... come back, </em> her wide eyes glittered with a need she didn't even know she had. Gina stood up again, an uncertain frown clouded her face.<br><br>Kate made a noise, a low gurgling sound. Chris had reapplied his mouth to her belly and applying pressure was now flicking his tongue over the sopping wet silk of her panties backwards and forwards across that wonderful hard bead. Kate, helpless in her mounting lust, spread her legs wider, her feet now eighteen inches apart.<br><br>She closed her eyes gain, slowly, gently then reopened them, her head now turned fully to Gina, a whisper came, it was all she could do, "Gina...please..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 04:06:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina, completely drunk now and getting increasingly horny with each minute, smiled at her friend. She set her empty glass on the table. <br><br>Moving back to Kate, Gina pressed her soft lips to Kate's. Softly at first, kissing her nice and slow. Closed mouth but sweet. She waited for Kate's reaction, to see if she would want her to go further. Gina's thong getting wetter at the idea of frenching her friend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 04:27:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate saw Gina coming back, and she had a look in her eyes. The frown of uncertainty went as quickly as it had come. Replacing it was another look, as though Gina had seen something in Kate's eyes that had answered her question. Kate puzzled at this but let Gina come close.<br><br>She didn't put a hand on her, not one finger but brought her face close, her closeness was intoxicating, just like...<br><br><em>Hiromi... like that night, that crazy night with that Japanese girl who had done only what she needed to do to make Kate abandon her doubts and fears, to make her cry out and writh, her back arched in pleasure... Hiromi, so good.<br><br>I want... that again, I need to taste that. Is that something I am meant to desire, is it...</em><br><br>Kates thoughts were blocked off by Gina's closeness, her face stopped two inches from Kate's, <em>so pretty, you are... gorgeous. I want... I don't know what I want.</em> Gina's eyes held a look, Kate tried to read it then it happened, she understood what Gina was asking. Her eyes widened again as Chris applied more pressure, his teeth scraping across her smooth flesh.<br><br>That look it was <em>May I?</em> It was Gina asking permission. Kate gave it, "Yes, Gina... yes," the petite blonde girl moved, her head tilted back a little, she closed that last small gap and pressed her mouth to Kate's, a brief kiss, so sweet and chaste, <em>and so soft, she's so soft, not like a boy... my God, Heavenly.</em> Then she was gone, pulling back and questioning with her eyes. Kate however stopped her, she reached out her arms and placed them on Gina's bare shoulders. In doing this she let go her skirt and it collapsed down covering Chris' head and shoulders and leaving him inside a warm fragrant tent. A moist tent scented with Kate's wanton smell. He didn't seem to care and merely continued licking and nibbling her, running his strong tongue more and more deeply up her soaking wet sex, lapping like a happy Alsation.<br><br>"Gina," Kate said, her voice urgent and breathy, "I... You know... It's okay..." and drawing her by her shoulders back to her, said more confidently, "Kiss me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 04:41:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing, urged on by Kate's encouragement, Gina move close to Kate again, touching her face with her hand and pressed her lips to Kate's once more.<br><br>This time though, she ran her tongue along the outside of Kate's lips, teasing her, hinting at her to open her lips so that she could seek out Kate's tongue. When she felt Kate's lips part slightly, perhaps just to take a breath, she took that moment as an invitation and slipped her tongue inside Kate's warm soft mouth. Her tongue sought out her friend's and she licked and sucked on Kate's tongue. Gina moaned softly into Kate's mouth, loving how soft her lips felt and how small and wet her tongue felt against her own.<br><br><em>My god, this is so hot..I never knew that kissing another girl could get me so...hot and bothered. </em> Gina could feel her panties getting wetter in the front of her thong and she found herself thanking god that she had went to get her bi-monthly waxing the day before. Her mound, smooth and soft, and ready for any attention that would be bestowed upon it.<br><br>Not sure if Kate would want her to or not, she decided to try and go a bit further..testing the waters. Keeping her hand on Kate's cheek, she moved her free hand down, her fingers running over Kate's chest over her dress, cupping her breast. Then moved down, feathering her fingers over the girls stomach. On her way back up, she paused long enough to rub Kate's hardening nipple, squeezing it , pinching it between her fingers, hearing the girl moan in pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 04:54:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giving Gina permission, or rather almost <em>begging</em> her to return, she did. The two girls mouths pressed together once more, <em>oh, yeah</em> Kate's mind murmured. Chris chose that instant to make a tender scraping action with this teeth low down against Kate's sensitive folds, making her whimper in delight, her mouth parting slightly. In that instant Gina took advantage and running her tongue along Kate's lip pushed it in. The kiss deepened, tongues met, Kate murmured as Gina's small eager tongue flickered in, like a tiny bird it was, quick and nervous, flitting here and there. Her jaws slack, Kate let her enter and offered her own tongue back which the little blonde girl took, suckling on it.<br><br>"Hmmm...hnnnhm..." Kate moaned, encouraging her friend to do more, <em>how can this be wrong? How can something so beautiful not be right?</em> Gina was like a cat, small and light and jumping about from here to there inside her, a playful kitten. A hand caressed her cheek and her neck then Kate felt it drop down, it caressed her throat and lower found her curving shape, cupping her briefly and with a woman's intuition went exactly to the one place Kate needed it, as Gina gently rubbed the peak of Kate's breast through her dress, the brunette gurgled against her mouth and began to return the kiss, seeking out Gina's beautiful tongue and sucking it like a tiny sweet tasting penis.<br><br>Unable to articulate her words, kissing deeply, pushing her own tongue in, the two girls' breaths mingling, Kate half growled and half whimpered, "Laces. Back of... dress... please..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 05:10:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina pulled her mouth from Kate's reluctantly and then moved around behind her. She immediately started unlacing Kate's dress, her fingers moving a bit impatiently. After a few minutes of untying her friend from her trap of a dress, she moved back around to face her, smiling.<br><br>"Want to undo mine too?" she asked her, smiling, her eyes sparkling with lust and a hint of mischief. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 10:38:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate stood there arms lifted a little out from her sides as Gina undid the lace up back of the wine red cocktail dress, but when the garment was undone and hung slack from her upper body by just its spaghetti straps, instead of slipping it off to slide down and descend in a heap (probably gathering somewhere around her knees and Chris' shoulders) or grasping handfuls of the slippery satin and hauling it up and over her head, Gina merely stopped and left it hanging loosely about her.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Want to undo mine too?" <em>Gina asked.</em></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> But shyly, Kate shook her head and letting go another small gasp in response to Chris' tongue, looked down at the floor, her bright blush returning.<br><br>After a few seconds she managed to find from somewhere the courage to ask for what she wanted, <strong>"Gina, darling, strip me... please..."</strong><br><br>Kate was aware, more and more that she kept asking for things, saying 'please' a lot, her voice low and urgent, almost begging... begging for things to happen, to be done to her. <em>I'm falling in, I'm falling, I want to fall, to never come out...</em><br><br>Even though she didn't know where this place was that she falling into, she felt more and more that she wanted to go there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 16:10:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris could hear some of what the girls were saying, though muffled beneath the dress. Kate's panties were moulded to her body now, and his hands continued to caress her ass. <em>Need to get this off.</em> he though, moving his head slightly where the dress had collapsed on him. He reached around to see if he could get it off, whilst continuing to caress Kate, then gave a slight growl of frustration, as the dress seemed to just entangle more.<br><br>With an effort he extracted himself from under it, leaning back enough it could fall down Kate's legs towards the floor. He blinked a little at the difference in light, then focused on the delectable figure in front of him. He rose up, looking from one girl to the other, and moved around behind Gina. <em>Can't go letting her feel left out.</em> he thought.<br><br>His hands encircled Gina's body, one moving high to cup her breast, the other low to slip under the hem of the dress and rub against her underwear. Chris lowered his head down and began to nuzzle at her neck as his hands caressed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 18:32:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris moved away from Kate and she gave a little moan of frustration as the delicious fire in her belly cooled somewhat. Seeing him stand and go around to hold Gina from behind, Kate turned. She put her fingers to the straps of her dress and pushed them off. With a swish the heavy satin rustled down and pooled in a dark blood red puddle at her feet. Bending, knees together and twisting daintily to one side, she squatted and retrieved the dress and cast it away onto one of the armchairs. Then she put her fingers into the waistband of the black net crinoline she wore beneath the dress and wiggled it down, throwing that away into some distant and at once forgotten corner.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/KateDress01_450.jpg) (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Kate_Crinoline.jpg)<br><br>She bent to refill her champagne glass and standing took a deep gulp, her breaths coming fast and eagerly. For a moment she stood back and watched Chris caressing Gina and the petite girl, almost a foot shorter, responding to him, all the while smiling rather shyly at the two of them but making no effort at all to cover her bare chest.<br><br>She took another sip. <em>What am I doing? This whole situation is... bizarre. Three way sex, I have never done anything so rude before. And yet... and yet... wow, I couldn't wish to do this with two better friends, two people I care more about.<br><br>This seems somehow so... right.</em><br><br>Quite happy to merely watch for a while, she finished her glass of Champagne.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 19:54:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina moaned as Chris started to rub her through her thong. Her breathing got faster and heaver and her heartbeat increased tenfold. She leaned her head to the side to give him better access to her neck as he started nuzzling it from behind her. "will you unzip me Chris? I'm feeling a little overly dressed. Is it just me or is getting kind of hot in here.." she giggled.<br><br>Leaving Chris to his own devices, she took Kate's hand and pulled her over towards her gently. "You have such beautiful tits..." she tells her smiling, as Kate is standing in front of her. She runs her hands over Kate's chest softly. Cupping her breasts, her thumbs teasing Kate's long hard nipples that are standing out, begging for attention.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 20:41:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Looks pretty hot from here." replied Chris, kissing his way up to Gina's ear, and sucking the lobe betweem his lips, nipping at it with his teeth. "Definately hot." he murmured, meeting Kate's eyes with his own.<br><br>He let up his nuzzling long enough to mouth the wordy <em>Perky</em> as his gaze dropped to Kate's chest, a wide grin on his face. His hands moved to the back of Gina's dress, sliding the zip down as far as it would go. Rather than simply pull it off he slid his hands in through the now open back of it, and went right back to what he had been doing moments before.<br><br>"Maybe Kate can help get that off, huh?" he said, nodding downwards, and probably refering to the dress (rather than Gina). Probably.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 21:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate let herself be drawn back into the amazing scene that was distorting her mind and changing how she viewed things, after a moment she gave up wondering if girls touching girls was alright or wasn't. She'd grown up being told that things were one way and always should be yet when Gina's warm delicate fingers caressed her, gently cupping and lifting her weight and her thumbs rubbed across the peaks of her breasts, Kate Weston came to a very quick decision. She didn't particularly stop to consider it in-depth and to weigh up the pros and cons, she was able in this instance, to make a snap decision. She was used to doing that in the marketing world where food packaging graphic layouts were either obviously wrong or right, but this was not quite that kind of snap decision.<br><br>This was more along the lines of an "Oh yes, Gina, you're so beautiful when you touch me" kind of situation, one where in fact her mind didn't decide anything at all except to acknowledge that her pleasure centres were starting to trip out with overload and the fact that it was a girl causing that to happen whereas a minute ago it had been a guy was suddenly not important any more.<br><br>It just wasn't.<br><br>No sir.<br><br>No fucking sir, not at all.<br><br>Kate Weston had always had very sensitive nipples. She wasn't a big or curvy girl, merely a 32B, the secret perhaps was in her narrow back if the look of things was an issue, but her small pretty breasts were crowned with the most amazing nipples. Her aureoles were small, just an inch diameter and a lovely dark brown colour, something like a cross between rich dark strawberry jam and toffee. There was no pinkness in them at all, they were dark like all her skin was dark, like her hair was. But the pretty aureoles were not the main thing, the main thing was that her teats grew incredibly large when they hardened, whether through cold, the yucky monthly stuff or when she was aroused. They grew to around a centimetre across and two centimetres long and became <em>hard</em>. Not <em>hard</em> like a girls nipples are usually hard, but hard like the rubber of an eraser on the end of a pencil. They became <em>solid</em>, literally, a hardness like that of a man's penis and their bases flexed against the softness of the surrounding flesh of her breasts in exactly the same way that the stiff tree of a man will flex and be able to angle against the wall of his groin. This phenomenon she was aware of all too often when out walking on cold days and everyone, men and women alike noted the front of her dress or sweater with quick glances.<br><br>And right now, Kate's nipples were hard. Very. Burningly hard.<br><br>And they were hard despite the hands on them being those of a girl.<br><br>Ergo, Kate’s mind concluded, in about the last rational decision it would make this night, <em>I like girls.</em> Specifically, <em>I like Gina</em>. And even more specifically she decided to herself as a hoarse moan drifted breathily from her throat, under the scraping pressure of the petite girls thumbs, <em>I like it when Gina touches my breasts</em>.<br><br>And most specific of all, and this really <em>was</em> the last controlled decision she made, <em>I want to fuck Gina.</em><br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Kate.jpg)<br><br>With another hoarse whimper Kate stared into Gina's eyes, her expression hooded and filled with lust, eyes glittering with need, her breathing ragged and hot, her face flushed red not with embarrassment now, but with sheer arousal. Below, in her panties she could feel the moisture run, her deep dark centre glowed and she felt her body prepare itself and <em>open</em> it was the only word that fitted that feeling, her sex became open and ready. Ideally to receive Chris' manhood the thing it was physiologically designed to receive. But if it was to receive Gina’s fingers, or better still, <em>Oh God, Gina’s tongue… yeah, fuck, yes!</em> Even better.<br><br>And that did shock her. Because...<br><br><em>I'm bi! I'm a bisexual!</em> and at that thought Kate rejoiced.<br><br>In response to Chris’ suggestion she said, “In a minute Chris, in a minute. We’ve got all night,” <em>and maybe all tomorrow too.</em> Moving forward into Gina’s comfortable reach and letting the blonde continue to cup and caress and scrape her where she was so tender and alight, she took another large sip of wine but not swallowing she closed the gap between them then in a moment when Gina wasn't distracted by Chris and she caught her full attention, Kate put a finger and thumb of her free hand under the shorter blonde girls' chin and lifted it up. Her eyes alight with desire she bent her head and kissed her friend, Gina's lips parted as she expected and pressing her mouth into firm contact she opened her own, the sparkling cold wine rushing out and into her friends mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 00:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina moaned as Kate kissed her, the champagne pouring from her mouth into Gina's. She greedily drank the wine, swallowing it down as she kissed Kate back passionately. Her tongue sucked and licked Kate's while her hands squeezed her petite breasts a bit harder, pinching her taut nipples, pulling on them lightly as they kissed hungrily.<br><br><em>Ohh fuck....Her lips are so soft..her tongue feel so good on mine..Mmmm..You little Minx, give me more..</em><br><br>Gina felt her panties getting wetter and wetter, her sex throbbing impatiently. She all but forgot about Chris behind her as she gave in to the pleasure of making out with her best friend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 00:29:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina's dress hung off her body, Kate knew Chris had unzipped it and his hands had slid in and around her flanks, she could see them wrapping around her and reaching under the thin cloth to her belly where his fingers were busy.<br><br>Breaking the kiss with difficulty and uttering another rasping moan as her friends fingers began to pinch and tease her stiff peaks, Kate moved back a little taking another draught of Champagne for herself and swallowing quickly. Then with one final deep pull on it she drained the glass and returned once more to where she needed to be. Where she was beginning to get <em>desperate</em> to be. She kissed Gina again and once more transferred the wine in the kiss. This time it was messier, Gina's fingers pinching harder drew a louder gasp from Kate whose mouth broke contact and some wine drizzled down their chins.<br><br>But Kate didn't care, Kate was going, Kate was close to the edge.<br><br>"I get so hot when my nipples are played with, they're so sensitive. Uhhhrrr..." again the kiss, pressing harder more frantically, she thrust her tongue aggressively in, running it along the inside of Gina's top lip and then finding her sweet plump lower lip and sucking it.<br><br>"Gina, please, harder... pinch them harder... twist... oh, God, yeah, that's it, uuhhh... really hard...oh!"<br><br>Kate threw the empty wineglass past Chris. It bounced onto the leather sofa and rolled to the back of the cushion. Hands both free the brunette now gently cupped Gina's face, rubbing her thumbs under her eyes and beginning to weep with pleasure.<br><br>"Gina... Jeanie, my Jeanie.. so good, you're so fucking... sweet!"<br><br>Hands moving quickly, needing to touch that soft body, Kate slid her hands down Gina's neck to her shoulders and pushed the thin straps of her dress off so that it fell away into a small black puddle around her feet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 00:54:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Woah!</em> thought Chris, more than a little surprised by just how strong the girls were coming on. <em>You know, I don't think this is just cos I wanted them to.</em> he thought, a small bubble of laughter foaming up at the back of his mind. <em>On the other hand, who cares?</em><br><br>He continued to play with Gina, sliding his hand into her panties, feeling how damp she was already, and went back to nipping at her neck. His other hand he left off playing with her breast and ran it under Kate's instead. His fingers slid a little higher, tracing around the nipple and rubbing back and forth other over it.<br><br>He'd heard what Kate had been .. demanding? .. pleading for? ... either way, he could oblige, and pinched the nippled hard between his finger and thumb. "I bet she'd like them sucked hard." he said, slightly breathlessly besides Gina's ear. "Wouldn't you Kate? The two of us pinning you on the ground, sucking on your nipples. Not letting you up til we were done with you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 00:58:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina returns Kate's kiss with just as much passion as Kate's, moaning into her mouth. She moaned louder as kate licked and sucked on her bottom lip.<br><br>Gina gave Kate what she begged for, squeezing her nipples harder, twisting them hard, pulling on them harder, driving the other woman wild with pleasure. She was enjoying watching and hearing Kate's reaction. She never knew that a woman's nipples could be as sensitive as Kate's. Gina was somewhat fascinated by it. She continued to pinch Kate's nipples, pulling on them, twisting them, enjoying herself thoroughly. <br><br>"They are so sensitive!" she says, smiling in awe. Gina felt Kate pulled her dress from her shoulders and it fell to the floor. She stepped out of it, kicking it away from them. Leaving her standing there half naked now, in just her black lace thong. Her soft perky breasts revealed for her friend to see. Her small pink nipples are hard and standing at attention. Although no where near as long and hard as her friends!<br><br>Gina moans, leaning back against Chris as he feels his hand dip down into the front of her underwear, feeling the smooth damp lips of her pussy. "Ahh.." she gasps.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 01:11:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate began to go, to lose track, the kiss with Gina went on, deep, wet and gorgeous, tongues writhed, Kate's breaths came in ever more urgent rasps as her tingling nipples danced with little searing stabs of pleasure, inside her chest darts of white heat burned down in lines connecting her chest to her groin where everything was just flooding out now. Gina began to do the most exquisite things to her teats, the tingling toook on that certain harsh level... <em>this... can only end in one place...</em> she knew.<br><br>Chris reached for her and his touch was different. Whereas Gina's fingers had been light and tender, teasing and exciting, Chris' firmer grip was powerful, his hand cupped tighter squeezing her whole breast, crushing her in gentle fire, releasing then squeezing again, as his finger and thumb reached her nipple and pinched, she squirmed in sudden wonderful pain.<br><br>"Uhn! Yea! Oh, Chris! Fuck!"<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I bet she'd like them sucked hard, wouldn't you Kate? The two of us pinning you on the ground, sucking on your nipples. Not letting you up til we were done with you?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate couldn't speak, she pulled her mouth away from Gina's beautiful tongue and standing up on tiptoe and leaning into Gina reached up with her mouth, she said nothing, she didn't need to, but she reached up to kiss Chris, offering him her slack mouth, her eager tongue. With one hand she reached for Gina and found a breast, cupped it and squeezed, again, again and again, her thumb rubbing back and forth over the stiffening tip, flicking it from side to side.<br><br>Her other hand she lifted to Chris' face, she ran the palm tenderly over his cheek, "You beautiful bastard, why didn't I do this to you years ago?" Caressing his cheek she kissed him urgently, no holding back now, she wanted hard dirty kissing, <em>fuck-kissing</em>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 01:23:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Kate is busy kissing Chris, she pulls out from between them and pours herself another glass of champagne. She gulps it down, drinking half of it in one breath, then sets it down on the table again.<br><br>"i think Chris is wearing too many clothes." she giggles. She moves back over to them and while they are busy kissing each other, she starts unbuckling his belt. She undoes his pants, rubbing his cock through his boxers, feeling it harden against her hand. "Do you want me to take them off you Chrissy?" she asks him, sucking hard on his neck as he kisses Kate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 01:30:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris reached down around Kate's ass, hefting her into the air, feeling her legs wrap around his waist. "Because I never had the guts to tell you what I wanted." he replied, then kissed her hard, his tongue slipping into her mouth. <br><br>As Gina started on his pants he spread his legs slightly for balance, wobbling once before straightening up. He broke the kiss to reply to her. "Yeah, take them off me. Then we're moving into the bedroom. I want to see if Perky tastes as good as she looks." His eyes were alight as he looked at Kate, dropping his head to lick his tongue over one hard nipple before meeting her gaze again. "I want to taste every inch of you." There was a hunger in his voice now, clearly audible to all of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 01:36:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he picked Kate up, she knelt on the floor, reaching up, pulling his pants down, along with his boxers. His hard cock sprung free,almost hitting her in the face. She pulled his pants and boxers down, pulling them off of his legs, each foot at a time.<br><br>She reached up, stroking his cock slowly, licking the head, running her tongue around the head, teasing him. "Mmmmm more of that later.." She teases, giggling, as she stands back up. She tosses his pants in the pile with the rest of their clothes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 01:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate began to lose track of what was going on, <em>too many people, too much happening!</em> She was used to focusing on one person, devoting her attention to what one mind wanted, yet here... it was confusing, and even more so since in the last two months there hadn't been even one other person to satisfy her... just herself... her pleasure these last eight weeks had consisted of just her own fingers and her imagination... and that was simple... now suddenly there were three minds here wanting release, all wanting to kiss and touch and penetrate and have fun, it was too chaotic, too exciting. She didn't see where Gina went, suddenly her world consisted of MAN, hot hard gorgeous MAN. She realised that Gina was beautiful and set her alight in a unique way, a way that only a girl could, softly, prettily and her response to Gina was a response to that style of love.<br><br>But Chris - everything about him was different, taller, wider, harder. And she had to confess, despite how exciting Gina was, in the end it all boiled down to one thing. Chris had one and Gina didn't and when she wanted to finally go and just wail and scream and sweat and curse foul words, having her body filled with rushing hardness was what pushed the last few of her buttons.<br><br>At the final reckoning, Kate wanted cock, that's all, it was plain and simple.<br><br>She wanted to have Gina, smell her, taste her, lick her, hear her cries and who knows, she might find that peak equally enticing... but...<br><br>Her whirling thoughts broke off when she felt herself shifting, strong hands slid down to her hips and cupped her rear then squeezed and lifted, "Oh my God! Chris!" She was airborne, her feet lifted off the carpet, then she struck against him, her head higher than his. He'd lifted her! All nine stone of her! Oh yeah! There's no mistaking when a man is in the room! Her heart burst with delight and excitement, "Yay! Chris, what...?" her question being cut off by another kiss.<br><br>"Hmmmm...uhh..." She reacted in a simple way, a basic matter of balance and gravity. Opening her legs wide she swung them forwards and wrapped them round his hips, crossing her calves behind him and squashing herself down against him. Even though he was still dressed she felt him at once, his hardness right there, between her legs, right where she needed it, where she both burned and dripped at the same time.<br><br>Stuff was happening too fast. He pulled her up against him more and dipped his head and his hot mouth descended on a nipple.<br><br>"OHH! YES!" she cried out as heat and wetness and nipping teeth enveloped her hard point, she put her head back, exposing her throat and growled at the ceiling.<br><br>He kissed her again and then Gina was saying something but she lost track... She didn't hear anything else being said, all she wanted was Chris' clothes to not be there, for her panties to not be there and for his searing meat to be there instead.<br><br><em>Please... someone... fuck me...</em> &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 02:08:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris kept his mouth on Kate's nipple as he carried her to the bedroom, sucking, teeth grazing over its hard surface, his tongue circling it, listening to Kate's cries just above him. He turned slightly as he walked, checking for the bed from the corner of his eye, unwilling to relinquish his prize. Only when he reached the edge of the bed he stop, and that only long enough to lay her down on the bed.<br><br>He turned to Gina, reaching a hand out to her and pulling her towards the bed before turning his attention back to Kate. "Take those off." he said, hands busy on his own shirt. "Not the stockings. I want you to keep those on til I'm done with you."<br><br>He pulled the shirt off over his head and tossed it aside, dragging off his socks by the simple expedience of standing on them and pulling his foot away, then kneeling on the bed between Kate's legs, looking at her with gleam in his eyes, devouring her with his gaze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 20:15:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Here, let me help.." Gina says, smiling. Sitting on her knees on the bed, she moves to Kate, hooking her fingers into the top of her panties and pulling them down over her hips. She pulls them all the way down, off her feet, tossing them on the floor. "Ohhh so pretty! You're smooth like me, no hair..." she says, pleased. Smiling at her best friend.<br><br>"I guess best friends and great minds think alike.." she giggles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 21:22:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do they now?" said Chris. "Guess we should see if that's true." He reached out and slowly slid his thumbs through the sides of Gina's thong, hooking them and pulling backwards, teasing her with the slow removal of them. He slid them over her rear, down her thighs, waiting til she lifted her knees to slide them down her legs, and then dropped them to the floor.<br><br>"Let's have a look then." he said, grinning. He reached for her, running his hand over her rear and squeezing gently, before turning it to slide it between her legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 21:30:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiled and lifter her knees to help him remove her thong. She t hen moaned as he rubbed her ass and slipped his hand between her thighs. "Mmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 22:17:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lay sprawled back on the bed, her body flopped back and bounced as Chris half lay her down and half dropped her. Kate <em>loved</em> that, loved it when tall powerful men demonstrated their strength to her by doing things like picking her up and carrying her and dropping her. Especially on beds. She looked up at the inner cloth canopy of the huge four-poster.<br><br><em>Hm, four-poster beds… I love them. Soooo romantic. Except tonight. Not much romance tonight.<br><br>Just fucking. Lots of fucking.</em><br><br>With that wicked thought clouding her pretty face with desire she lifted her arms above her head and sprawled back on the covers, running her fingers sluttishly through her hair, pulling her tawny mane this way and that through her fingers and smiling up at Chris and Gina. As she lay back grinning and stretching, her arched spine carrying her uprisen breasts high and up-tilted on her chest, she giggled at Chris, watching him strip at the foot of the bed, her eyes darting hungrily and quite involuntarily to his manhood, it’s risen thickness looking more than satisfactory for someone of her slender frame.<br><br><em>Just need it in me, in me, pierce me…</em> <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Take those off. Not the stockings. I want you to keep those on 'til I'm done with you."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Chris spoke with a commanding tone and her giggles turned to a gurgling moan of happiness and she scissored her thighs wide apart stretching her feet, still in their ankle-strapped high heels, towards either side of the triple-sized bed. She rotated her hips, thrusting her sopping wet sex upwards, the soaking black silk covering her plastered against every crease and fold, her little naughty metal secret standing up and glinting at her core, Gina as well as Chris could now clearly see what she’d had done to herself. Letting go of her mass of hair she languidly stretched her arms up over the pillows and pressed her palms to the headboard.<br><br><strong>“Why don’t you take them off yourself, you gorgeous bastard,”</strong> she growled, <strong>“Unless you’re not man enough, then I’m sure Gina would do it!”</strong><br><br>Then at once Gina took her prompt and approaching her languidly like some gorgeously exotic kitten, smiling, she reached for the sopping went garment and drew it down her legs, Kate raising and wiggling her bottom to let her girlfriend remove the final obstruction.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Here, let me help."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate purred. Two kittens were now on the bed.<br><br>Once she drew them off Gina exclaimed :<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Ohhh so pretty! You're smooth like me, no hair..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate said nothing but merely beamed at her, her smile alone showing her appreciation of that fact. As Gina moved back to Chris, Kate let her legs fall apart once again, spreading them obscenely, her ankles some three or four feet apart, the moisture at her junction shining in the subdued sidelights by the bed.<br><br>She watched the others for a few moments as Chris removed the last piece of Gina’s clothing and slid his hand under her crotch from behind to be granted a happy gasp from the cute little blonde girl.<br><br><em>God, whhooo yes, I need this, I need a good hard fucking! Two months without a cock, it’s just not natural! I need it, hard and splitting me open!</em><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 22:22:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"holy shit! Is that a piercing?! Wow...did it hurt Kate?" Gina asked in awe, noticing for the first time, Kate's piercing. She was in awe of how hot it looked. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 22:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Is that a piercing?! Wow...did it hurt Kate?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate grinned up at her, <strong>"Only a little. I was lucky it was done professionally and I got no trace of infection or rejection, the bead presses just <em>so</em> in exactly the place I like and if I walk sometimes in tight trousers... Damn! I might have to go for a sudden restroom break and scratch the itch!"<br><br>"But it makes the whole area more sensitive. You should have one done, I'll take you to the guy who did mine if you like."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 22:49:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm I dunno...I'm not very fond of needles. I never knew you had that done! You got a lot of guts." smiling at her best friend. She laid down next to her friend, cuddling against her side, both of them naked now except for Kate's shoes, stockings, and tight waist cincher.<br><br>Gina lay next to her and stroked her long hair affectionately. "Do you wax or shave? I go every other week to get myself waxed. Legs, arm pits, and pussy." she tells her casually, as she plays with her friends long hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 23:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"MMMmmmmm" said Chris, admiring the view. "Naughty girl." He leaned, sliding his hands under her, and bit softly on the inside of her thigh, just above the stocking, just enough to leave a mark on her skin. <br><br>"I think I have something a naughty girl .. or two .. might enjoy." he said, looking up at the girls, and then lowering his head again, licking slowly from the edge of the other stocking to Kate's body. He began to kiss, working over and around her mound, never quite touching it, and teasing her with the closeness of his lips, the feel of his tongue and teeth on her skin.<br><br>"Would the naughty girls like to know what I have for them?" he asked, before lifting the tiny bead with his tongue, and sliding it slowly back and forth over Kate's clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 23:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>“I get my pubes waxed every week, my hair grows quickly there, but I shave everywhere else myself.”</strong> Kate stretched happily back on the bed, the warmth of Gina’s bare body pressed to her side was lovely. But enough talking, Kate wanted more action. She turned her head towards Gina and again found her lips, this time not seeking permission but pushing her tongue brazenly into the other girl’s mouth and exploring her as deeply as she could. Teasing Gina, Kate flickered her tongue stud against the other girl’s soft little flickering muscle.<br><br>All this was still so new and exciting, Gina’s taste and heat and scent drove her to new heights of wonder making Kate moan long and softly into her friends mouth.<br><br>Then the bed shifted and Kate felt weight press onto the space between her wide spread thighs, she heard Chris murmur his appreciation and&nbsp; comment on her clitoris piercing.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Naughty girl."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Yes.. so naughty..."</strong> Kate breathed into Gina's mouth. Then she murmured again as she felt Chris' hands slide under the tops of her thighs and his searching lips and hot tongue press against her thigh, kissing at her stocking top then sliding onto her smooth bare skin. She groaned again, partly at Chris' touch and partly because Gina was kissing her back enthusiastically,<br><br><strong>"Oh, God, it's so good with two people, I don't know where I'll get touched next... hmmmmm..."</strong> Her tongue returned to the attack in a rapid wet frenzy against Gina's, all the time the two girls' breathing rasping and gushing against each other's mouths in urgent heat.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I think I have something a naughty girl .. or two .. might enjoy."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"I know you have! I saw it! Urhrhhh...!"</strong> <br><br>Chris delicious slow touch came against Kates other thing and sweetly found that crease between leg and pubis before teasingly moving away again, wetly circling her shaven mound just above and around it. Deep within her, Kate's body lurched and more moisture leaked out, her hips twitched involuntarily, the need to lift her bottom and thrust upwards to catch Chris' licking tongue and scraping teeth against that place she needed it most was almost unbrearable.<br><br><strong>"Chris,"</strong> Kate breathed against Gina's tongue, <strong>"Sorry! I'm so wet there, sorry, I just get like that..."</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Would the naughty girls like to know what I have for them?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate didn't answer, she couldn't as his tongue suddenly touched her there, right on her sensitive berry, a beautiful shaft of pure agonizing pleasure coursed right from her vagina up through her gut and body, even her nipples tingled, <strong>"OH!"</strong> she yelped sharply gasping into Gina's mouth.<br><br>She broke contact with her girlfriend, <strong>"Oh, God, oh yeah.. oooh, Chris, wait! Wait! There's something, something I want. Stop a minute!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 23:33:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina kissed Kate back hungrily, sucking on her friends tongue. She loved the way Kate's lips were so soft against hers and her tongue so small and quick like her own. Her tongue ring teased Gina's tongue and it sent shivers through her body, making her even wetter.<br><br>She continued to play with Kate's hair, moving her hand behind her head, and gripping her hair a little tighter, more forceful as she moaned into her mouth and their kissing became even more hot and impatient. Chris was meanwhile teasing Kate into oblivion with his mouth and tongue, down at her most secret place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 23:37:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do you want, naughty girl?" asked Chris, looking up the length of Kate's body, his tongue then continuing to slowly stroke back and forth. He slid his arms under her thighs, his hands encircling her to pin her in place, holding her down so she couldn't get away from him.<br><br>He lowered his head for one long stroke, right up her crease, tasting her juices before putting his tongue back on her clit again, teasing her with its movement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 23:59:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate felt Gina's fingers twining in her hair and holding her head still so she could not move away, the two girls continued to eat at each other becoming frantic, their eager tongues a blur of delicious pink wetness, the rasping sounds of their breaths getting louder.<br><br>Then Kate jerked as Chris answered her urgent plea to stop with a lick of his firm tongue right up the length of her sopping wet gash.<br><br><strong>"OH F... ooh, fuck! Stop!"</strong> Her hips bucked in his tight grip but didn't move away one inch. Kates hands, still pressed hard against the headboard, slid over and she must have accidentally brushed against a stud there, a noise began, a quiet humming like an electric motor.<br><br><strong>"What?"</strong> She broke the kiss with Gina and turned her head, and stared up. Above her the frame of the four poster was roofed over with a lining of expensive red brocade. Now, she saw, that this gathered sheet of brocade was withdrawing to the sides of the frame, being pulled back by pairs of wire drawstrings hauled in on small drums by an unseen motor that had to be concealed in the bed canopy assembly. She gasped and then giggled when she realised what it was.<br><br>The buzzing stopped and all three of them looked.<br><br>The clothed-in four poster now had a huge mirror as a roof.<br><br>Kate stared at her naked spread open body with Gina lying beside her, one pretty breast visible and her fine swelling hip and bottom on display. Chris, on all fours, his arms snugged tight under her wide thighs, his broad tanned back and hips most prominent, looking round and up from where he was busily working.<br><br><strong>"Well, well, well, would you look at that."</strong> Kate said in wonder, <strong>"Chris, did you know about this?"</strong>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 00:12:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris rolled his head to look up at the mirror above them. "Me?" His voice tried to sound innocent. "What makes you think I'd know anything about that. I'm sweet and innocent, remember?" he punctuated this statement by working his tongue in a most un-innocent manner.<br><br>"I wouldn't know what to do with that ... or this." His tongue wriggled over the stud, working both its chill, hard form and his warm, wet tongue over Kate's clit at the same time, taking a firmer grip on her thighs. He stretched out flat, sliding his legs over the edge of the bed to hang in empty space from about the knees down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 00:17:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina giggled as she looked up at the mirror and listened to Chris's profession of innocence. "Sweeeeet." she turns back to Kate and starts kissing on her neck. She kisses softly, pressing her lips to Kate's neck, kissing her way down her throat and the top of her chest. <br><br>She releases Kate's hair and moves her hand down to Kate's amazing breasts. She cups her right breast, squeezing it, pinching Kate's nipple while Chris continues his sweet torture between her thighs.<br><br>"Mmmm...I think i might need to suck on that..what do you think?" she teases Kate, whispering in her ear. Without waiting for an answer she bends down and starts to suck on Kate's hard nipple, replacing her pinching fingers with her soft wet lips as she sucks on it hard, pulling on it lightly with her teeth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 00:57:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite Kate's plea to stop, the mirror must have distracted them because Chris returned at once to what he was doing.<br><br>And <em>holy fuck</em>, was he doing it well! Kate whimpered and whinnied like a pony and her hips jerked again more fiercely against his face as his tongue flickered so agonizingly over her sensitive berry, then he caught her clit ring in his teeth and pulled on it gently all the while flickering his tongue against that part of it inside his mouth so that these vibrating sensations went through the metal in into her flesh.<br><br><strong>"Oh God, no, please! Please! Uhn, too good! Chris, I said stop!"</strong><br><br>Then Gina was there too the naughty little minx, slithering just like that delightful snake Hiromi against her, Gina's softness and warmth pressed against her flank and cupping a breast and squeezing it she dipped her hot eager mouth to the nipple with immediate and spectacular results.<br><br><strong>"Uhnnnnnnnnnnnngggnnnn...! Uhhhh! Nnnn!"</strong> hands pressing to the head of the bed Kate put her head back and growled. So good! So very good, she felt Gina's teeth nipping at her, taking tiny bites, drawing the stiff little prisoner up and then letting it go so it bounced back down.<br><br>Kate snapped. She'd been wanting to ask for this thing for some minutes, ever since a rush of feeling of being helpless in Chris' strong presence had overcome her when he'd dropped her on the bed. She wanted to ask if he could do this thing but had been unable to find the nerve to make such a naughty, naughty request. But if she didn't ask soon it would be too late and she'd lose all control. Now, as pleasure began to overtake her she gasped out a frantic request. It didn't come out anything like she planned.<br><br><strong>"Tie me! Chris please, tie me to the bed! I want you to! Oh!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 01:21:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris paused in his delicious tormenting, head coming up to stare at Kate. He licked his lips, not quite sure if he'd heard her right. "I .. uh .. think I can manage that." he said, sliding off the bed. He crossed the room and produced a sports bag from where it had been hidden behind a chair. He walked back to the bed, setting it down in one corner, and unzipped it, the noise sounding surprisingly loud.<br><br>From inside he produced four of what looked like large, thick bracelets, perhaps made of leather. He ran his hand down Kate's leg, lifting it up and snugging the first of them around her ankle. He pulled it tight, and twisted it, to reveal a shiny metal ring set into the side of it. "That's where the rope goes." he said quietly, and walked two steps to Kate's other leg, repeating the process. The last two he tossed to Gina. "Why don't you take care of our naughty girl's wrists, while I get the rope started.<br><br>He moved back to the bag, taking out several lengths of rope, tying the knot first in the ring of the cuff, and drawing Kate's leg out he tied the other end around the post of the bed. Watching her he moved to her other leg and repeated the process, leaving her legs spread wide, able to flex a little, but not to come anywhere close to closing.<br><br>"That feel OK?" he asked her, stroking his fingers down her stocking covered calf.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 01:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hehehehe...You're our captive now Kate!" she giggles drunkly...she takes the straps and and closes them around Kate's wrists, not too tight but snug. <br><br>"How's that feel sweety?" she asks.&nbsp; "Let me know if it's too tight!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 02:15:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate lay there nervous as hell as Chris and Gina bound her. She looked up at her reflection and swallowed hard. She didn't know quite what had come over her, she was climbing towards such a peak of torment with Chris holding her down that something wicked inside her wanted more, to be more secure, to be... protected by these people. Much earlier when Chris had alluded in passing to some bondage the word had leap out at her such that she knew at once that she wanted to try it, have that experience, and if she was ever going to dip into weird stuff like that she could not think of two more wonderful people to do it with.<br><br>Laying on her back, fully open she felt a great sense of calm, of wholeness. She drew in a big breath to her lungs and let it slowly out.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"How's that feel sweety? Let me know if it's too tight!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate smiled at Gina, a beaming wide smile of love. <strong>"Tighter. Tie me tighter both of you. I want to see how it feels so I can't move at all."</strong> she looked between them both worried that they might think she was mad, <strong>"No, really, I want this, I trust you both."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 02:24:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you're sure then." said Chris, passing Gina a second pair of cords to attach Kate's wrists to the top posts on the bed. He moved back to her legs, untying the ropes, tightening them so there was almost no slack in them at all and then tying them again. He helped Gina secure the wrist ropes in place and then sat down near Kate's head, reach down to play with one of her rock hard nipples. <br><br>"What do you think we should do to her next, Gina?" he asked, flashing a grin towards Kate. "I've got an idea or two. Let's see what you think." He reached for the bag, dragging it up, and fishing around inside it. From within he took out a blindfold. It looked like black leather on one side, padded satin on the other. He held it up for inspection, letting it dangle on one finger before setting it down.<br><br>Then he reached into the bag again and came out with the unmistakable shape of one of the rabbit type vibrators that were so popular in the shops. "So ... what do you think?" he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 02:26:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina took the ropes and used them to tie Kate's wrist cuff's to the head board. "OHhhh we've got you now little one!" she giggled. She looked over at Chris as he pulled the blindfold out.<br><br>"Ohh fun.." she jumped off the bed and went over to him. "What else do you have in your bag of goodies. Wow you were well prepared huh?" she laughs. Her eyes light up when he pulls out the Rabbit vibrator. "Mmmmm What about this Kate? It feels wonderful, trust me, I had one." she tells her friend, holding it up for her. She turns it on to show her how it works. It comes to life, buzzing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 02:45:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Whatever you want to do to me... you're... you're in charge now."</strong> With a measure of embarassment clouding her mind, Kate turned her face away blushing hard. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 20:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How about this to start with?" said Chris, reaching out his hand and taking Gina's the vibrator still buzzing away in it. He moved her hand to hover just over Kate's nipple, the rabbit ears a blur of motion. "I wonder what effect this might have?" he said, and pressed it against her breast, right on top of the nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 21:00:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiles and holds the vibrator against kate's hard nipples. "Ohh...do you like that Kate? It looks like it feels pretty good." smiling at her friend.<br><br>She runs the vibrating rabbit ears around Kate's nipple, teasing her. Then moves it to the other one and does the same thing. Next, she leans down and sucks on one nipple and nibbles on it while she uses the vibrator on the other one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 23:30:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Urhhh... Oh, oh, yes! Ummm... so good....OH!"</strong> That last exclamation was drawn out of Kate as Gina's hot mouth with it's pretty busy little tongue went down on her hard point, licking, flicking and chewing.<br><br>Kate lay there with eyes open, staring up at her reflection. Experimentally she pulled and shifted her ankles and wrists but could not move them more than an inch. If someone like Chris had knelt over her and putting his hands under her rear or hips, lifted her up, she would have been able to rise off the bed, but not far, and only at her hips, her ankles and wrists really were tautly held down. Such a movemnet would have made her sopping wet sex the highest point of her and she let out a low moan as she imagined what Chris might do to her if she were to be exposed that much.<br><br>Feeling this sensation of helplessness only addded to her steadily mounting pleasure, she went back to watching the back of Gina's blonde head busily nuzzling her chest, the wicked vibrator exciting her other pebble-hard nipple and wondering what Chris would do.<br><br><strong>"Hmmmm... oh, God, Gina darling...yeah! Ugh!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 23:41:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris leans forward and runs his hands over Gina's shapely rear, down onto her thighs, and lightly spanks her, playfully. Leaning over Kate, his rock hard cock is only inches from her lips, his body blocking the view from the mirror for the moment.<br><br>"I think she's enjoying that." he says, glancing down at her. "What feels better Perky? Lips and tongue, or bunny ears?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 23:59:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I think she's enjoying that."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Uhn, yeah... yeah!"</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"What feels better Perky? Lips and tongue, or bunny ears?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Oh, my God, you lovely man! Lips and tongue. And teeth... I think... oh, yeah... would having two pairs be... hmmmm... greedy?"</strong><br><br>Kate arched her back a little as Gina bit a little harder that time and between her nipping teeth pulled the beautifully plump long nipple up until it became the pointed tip of a conically distended breast, <strong>"Ow! Gina! You bitch! Oh fuck, yes!"</strong> The metal fittings on Kate's wrist cuffs rattled as she struggled a little.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 00:09:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think we can accommodate that." Chris replied, grinning. <br><br>He moved off the bed, walking around til he stood at the foot of it, looking the entire length of Kate's body. He knelt between her legs, slowly stretching out, and nipped at her though with his teeth. He began to kiss his way up the inside of her thigh, leaving small red marks from his teeth on her leg. He kissed his way over her already wet slit, featherlight touches, and up across her mound, running his tongue over her piercing just the once.<br><br>He kissed his way up over her stomach, watching her expression as he did so, moving to the side to approach the breast that Gina wasn't kissing. He lifts the vibrator away, settling his mouth in its place, and starts to suck, leaning forwards slightly, pulling on her nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 01:03:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"MMmm..." Gina smiles, giggling as Chris slaps her ass from behind. Then she goes back to sucking on Gina's nipple. Licking and nibbling it while torturing the other one with the vibrator.<br><br>She sucks on it hard, biting it and pulling it with her teeth, a little harder than before, looking up at Kate for her reaction. Gina smiles, pleased by Kate's reaction and then switches breasts, sucking on the other one while teasing the former with the vibrator.<br><br>Then suddenly, Chris has moved up Kate's body and takes the vibrator away. Gina smiles at him while sucking on the nipple harder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 01:52:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The world was becoming a smaller and smaller place. It had begun with the restaurant downstairs, huge. Then it had shrunk to this suite where Chris had said some amazing, life-changing things. Still quite large though. It had focused down since then to the three of them in the living room and there Kate had decided that in this world two things were really important to her, two people. Two people she'd known a long time and who she cared deeply about. Things had happened in the living room that she had never done before, brazen, hot wanton things, rude, slutty even, being caught half undressed by hotel staff, having the boy she used to have a crush on six years ago lick her hot eager woman place... and kissing a girl. Kissing a very special girl of whom she was very fond, a girl whom she now realised was, apart from the man in the room (or perhaps right up there alongside him) was <em>the</em> most important thing in her life. This important person she had kissed, and quite head-spinningly and erotically given wine to. By mouth.<br><br>Kate Weston had done things tonight she had never done before; kissed Gina Lucci, been eaten out by Christopher Sheridan, begged to be tied to a bed.<br><br>Now the world was getting smaller and smaller and focusing more and more, it became a bed sized place, it became that space within the four tightly outstretched handcuffs, now as Chris bit and teased so whimperingly beautifully up her nyloned thighs, across her burning, soaking belly and onto her aching chest, it became a very small place indeed. It became just her mind, her stretched out soul taut and thin as wire, it became her uprisen screaming nipples, it became two mouths, it became closer and closer to that final place Kate knew she could reach. She had done it before, unlike most women she could do this, just having her nipples excited the right way and for long enough she could get there. Taut and helpless on the bed, her head thrown back, eyes glazed and staring up at her own reflection, her breasts heaving with rushing breaths, her flat belly rising and falling rapidly, her heart pounding and her stiffened nipples singing with a delight that almost sent her insane with need, she knew it could be soon, a few more minutes, ten or five at most, the world would shrink down to a tiny thing, a black tight impossibly dense point, and like the Big Bang that began all of time, it would become that too. Exploding out in one vast hot all-encompassing rush. It was merely a matter of hanging on in there while the impossible sea of raw pleasure that Gina and Chris were causing in her stiff singing aching nipples would continue to build or whether one or both of them would stop.<br><br>If they stopped now, she'd go mad.<br><br><strong>"D... don't stop..."</strong> she whimpered, a bead of sweat gathering in the hollow of her throat and other tiny pinpricks of perspiration starting up in the sweet valley between her breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 02:19:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina, being a woman, could tell that Kate was nearing her orgasm. She sucked even harder on her nipple, not letting up at all. Sucking on it like a baby suckling on its mother's tit. She teased it with her teeth lightly, then bit down on it harder, pulling it out further with her teeth, then letting it go to have it spring back to its original place against the swell of her breast.<br><br>She grabbed the soft globe and squeeze it tighter as she ravaged Kate's nipple, biting it and then sucking it HARD. Knowing she would be driving her friend crazy with desire and with her and chris both showing this much attention to her breasts, she would be cumming in no time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 02:29:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris sucked the nipple into his mouth, drawing it upwards, releasing it to run his tongue over and around it. He shifted a hand briefly to take his weight better, stretched out on Kate's body, his cock throbbing against her thigh, and began to squeeze her breast. His eyes flicked up to Kate's face, and he could feel her heart pounding in her chest, almost echoing through him.<br><br>He grinned and sucked harder on the nipple, flicking it with his tongue the same way he had with her clit. He could tell she was really getting off on this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 02:43:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Please.... oh god...please... yes...oh, uhrr... don't stop, don't... don't you lovely fuckers dare stop! Oh yeah... oh yeah...ohhh!"</strong><br><br>It would be soon, Kate could just still grip reality and understand that as she tugged and wriggled helpless in her bonds, the sensation of restraint, of being unable to stop this sweet torture was making it happen faster and faster, she made a monumental effort and tilting her head right back, exposing her throat to the ceilng she pushed down on the bed with her scalp and her hips, her bottom, and managed to thrust her breasts higher, the position was painful, she couldn't hold it for long, her whole frame began to shake and judder causing her breasts to wobble.<br><br><strong>"OH PLEASE! BITE ME! BITE! FUCKING BITE ME! MAKE ME COME!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 02:56:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's eyes flicked up to Kate at her almost screamed pleading. <em>Bite? Her nipples?</em> He'd meant what he'd said earlier .. the whole pain thing didn't interest him, but if this was something she wanted ...<br><br>He sucked the nipple deep into his mouth, pressing his lips tight to it, and squeezing with his teeth, ready to release it if he'd misunderstood what Kate had wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 03:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiled at Kate's horny reactions. She bit down hard on her nipple, not tortore hard, but hard enough to hurt. Then licked the nipple soothingly, then only to bite it hard again. She repeated the process over and over for a few times, squeezing her soft globe harder. She takes her mouth off and slaps her breast, her hand landing right on the nipple. Then she leans back down, taking it back in her mouth and sucking HARD.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-06-2008, 04:08:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>FUCK! I'M GONNA... I'M GONNA... OH, MAKE ME COME.........!!!</strong><br><br>Kate's chest pushed up a little more, more sweat drops bloomed, time slowed, heat froze, the world narrowed down first to just two straining eager bitten points and then to a single red blossom that began to grow in her belly...<br><br>Kate was close - <em>this</em> close...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 01:22:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris looked down at Kate's straining body, and lifted away, reaching a hand under Gina to raise her off Kate's chest as well. "I don't think we want her to pop just yet. We still have plenty of night to look forwards too, after all, and we don't want her falling asleep on us, do we?"<br><br>He ran his hand over Gina's breast, gently caressing it, and teasing her nipple. "So .. you as sensitive as she is there?" he asked. With lifting up from her chest his cock was pressed fairly tight against her thigh, and he could feel her juices stating to coat it where he touched her. He began to rub it against her, brushing just the edge of her lips, to further tease her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 01:28:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm...sensitive enough, but no where NEAR as sensitive as kate's. Mine are pretty small compared to hers. I wish i could get THAT hot just from someone playing with my nipples." She giggles.<br><br>Gina reaches down and starts stroking Chris's cock. "Hmm..looks like you're all hot and bothered. What are you going to do about it?" She asks coyly, smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 01:53:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Oh yes, yes, oh yeah! Oh, I'm.... ahhhhh...?"<br><br>"Uh?"</strong> <em>NOOOOO!</em> Kate, unable to hold herself up against her bonds any longer flopped suddenly back on the bed, the burning ring of pleasure between her nipples and her tormentors broken. She let out a ragged howl as the delicious sensation of teeth and tongues and suckling lips and squeezing hands stopped. It just... ceased. All at once.<br><br><strong>"Fuck! Guys! Don't stop! Don't you... what? Hey! Please! I'm nearly there, PLEASE!"</strong> Kate bounced on the bed against the cuffs and ropes, her whole body alive with vibrating energy, she thumped her wrists into the covers several times, her white-clenched fists gripping hard on the ropes that extended out to the upper bedposts and dragged at them as if she could cause the two heavy posts to collapse like Samson in the Temple.<br><br>Realisation dawned... the two of them had stopped deliberately.<br><br><strong>"Chris! Jeanie! You bastards! Don't do that. I wanna come! Make me come, PLEASE!"</strong> Her belly burned still, if they started again now she'd get there - there was still time... she raised her head and looked imploringly at her two friends.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 01:56:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My my, what a little wildcat..." Gina giggles at Kate's reaction to their stopping her before she could cum. Her hand still stroking Chris's cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 02:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah ah ah" said Chris, wagging a finger at Kate. "You said we could do whatever we wanted, remember? Poor Gina was getting lonesome with our giving you all that attention, weren't you?" he added, looking at her and winking.<br><br>"I think Gina needs a little attention first." He reached down and disengaged Gina's hand from his cock, shifting on the bed to lie beside Kate. "Gina, why don't you come sit on my face for a little bit. I want to taste you, and Kate obviously needs a little time to rest if she's getting this worked up." he said, grinning. "She can just lie there and watch us in the mirror. Unless ... would you like a little taste of cock before Gina does, Perky?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 02:56:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Unless ... would you like a little taste of cock before Gina does, Perky?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Christopher Sheridan, you are a sick twisted little shit! I hate you!"</strong> Kate let her head fall back on the pillow and let out a long loud groan of frustration. Then she had another idea, she talked to Gina by looking up at the reflection of her, <strong>"Jeanie, my sweet, come <em>on</em>, us girls need to stick together, come cuddle me. Don't let that swine stick his nasty smelly cock up you!"</strong> Even though she was frustrated and her moment had now passed, Kate was half grinning.<br><br><em>I'll get you Chris Sheridan, just you wait. You wanna fuck me? You're gonna have to ask nicely... like an extra million kind of nicely...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 03:05:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Manners!" said Chris, mock severely, grinning at her. "If you don't behave we'll leave you here all night, and just carry on in front of you til you're begging to be let join in." He paused for a moment. "But I wouldn't be that cruel to you."<br><br>"Nope, I think that we can teach you some manners if we need to, though. I could always untie your ankles and then tie them to the headboard there. I think you'd look quite nice doubled over like that. Then we could paddle that cute little ass of yours ... and maybe find something else to do with it after that."<br><br>He rolled over onto his side, sliding his hand between her thighs. "Oooh .. looks like you like that idea, huh?" He grinned at her. "And as for that crack about nasty cock, well, I think I'm going to give you the opportunity to eat them words .. or at least suck on them some." He came up onto his knees, moving down the bed til he was right beside Kate's head. "Now, open up." he said, leaning over her, and rubbing the tip of his cock over her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 22:55:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I could always untie your ankles and then tie them to the headboard there. I think you'd look quite nice doubled over like that. Then we could paddle that cute little ass of yours ... and maybe find something else to do with it after that."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Oh my God. YES. Oh you beautiful fucker, yes! Do me like that! Use me really hard like that! I need your cock!</em> <strong>“Go play with yourself you evil shit!”</strong> she cursed scowling at him, <strong>“Jeanie, come <em>on</em> help me out here, just…. Ah! Just frig me or something! I need it!”</strong> Kate jiggled her hips in frustration, thrusting her belly upwards a little, but she could hardly move at all.<br><br>Kate suddenly realised that being bound and spread-eagled and at the mercy of two horny lovers wasn’t just fun, it was delicious, especially if she could provoke them… to remind herself of her helplessness she tugged frantically with her wrists and ankles again, but as she well knew, it was useless. At that moment she discovered the wonder of consensual bondage, she was at their mercy, she realised they could fuck like rabbits all night right in front of her and she’d be forced to watch… and <em>want</em>. Or if Chris chose to fuck her, he could, in any hole and for as long as he liked, and there wasn’t a single thing she could do about it. From deep in her gut Kate let loose&nbsp; a low growl. It sounded like frustration but it was more than half lust.<br><br>Chris continued to torment her, his hand dipped between her thighs again and oh-so-briefly played across her smooth mound, down over her clit ring and his fingers slid through her dripping slickness. She was wetter there than she’d ever remembered.<br><br><em>Well, Kate Weston, guess you like being tied up and fucked then.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Hm, looks like it… but if only the bastard would!</span></em><br><br>Brief as the caress was, she let out low moan of delight at his touch and thrust up against his fingers, but they were gone at once. <em>Bastard!</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"As for that crack about nasty cock, well, I think I'm going to give you the opportunity to eat them words... or at least suck on them some."<br><br>"Now, open up."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> He came up the bed and knelt astride one of her outstretched arms and pushed his erection at her face. The wet hot tip of it brushed her lips but she turned her head away.<br><br><strong>“No chance! Get that thing away from me! You want sucking? It’ll cost you another million!”</strong> She quickly ran her tongue over her lower lip and caught the musky flavour of him… <em>hmmm… man taste… beautiful…</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 01:24:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Chrissy!" Gina whined. "What about me?" she pouts. "Kate's getting all the attention. I wanna play too..." she continues to pout prettily, sitting on her knees, naked on the bed.<br><br>She grabs his arm and pulls him over to her, away from Kate. "Why don't I lay down on top of Kate, my back against her chest, and you fuck me with your fingers and cock..." she tells him, kissing him deeply as she grabs his cock again, stroking it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 01:38:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Why don't I lay down on top of Kate, my back against her chest..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"You'll squash me!"</strong> Kate laughed, still squirming her head away, <strong>"Go on Chris, have her, how can you refuse such a gorgeous lady... uh..."</strong> (still avioiding his penis in her face) <strong>"...and anyway, you can't afford me!"</strong> Kate turned to him and gave him a wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 01:44:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris leans into the kiss, his cock still rubbing across Kate's face, only now it had Gina playing with it too, giving Kate quiet a view. He reached a hand between Gina's thighs, running his fingers over here, and slipping one inside, starting to finger her. It seemed everywhere Kate could turn her head, someone was getting something, and none of it was for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 01:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina moaned in pleasure as Chris pushed his finger into her tight hole, fucking her with it. "Ah..that feels so good.." she moans. She spreads her legs wider, moving her hips as she fucks his finger. "More..." she says breathlessly, wanting him to put more than 1 finger inside her.<br><br>She kisses him again hard, passionately, lustfully. Sucking on his tongue. "You're making me so hot, don't stop, fuck me faster with your fingers." she says between hungry kisses. The whole time she continues stroke his hard cock, faster and harder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:00:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Oh God, you two... oh yes..."</strong> Kate watched, their sexes inches from her face and at times Chris' penis rubbed against her cheek. Kate put out her tongue and the next time Gina's quickly moving hand pressed Chris it down a little she lifted her head and licked it. Then again. She moaned at how good he tasted, strong and musky, a little sour but beautiful. She turned her head to see Gina's sex filled by two of Chris' fingers which plunged in and out, she lifted her head but try as she might she could not get her tongue on Gina. Her head thudded back on the pillow and she moaned in frustration.<br><br><strong>"Someone with a spare hand, touch my belly!"</strong> Her voice sounded desperate and uneven.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris looked down at Kate's pleading, and grinned at Gina. "I think she's feeling a little left out now. Why don't you put my cock in her mouth ... she can get a taste of it while you're playing with me. If she's good then we'll see about giving her a little more fun too."<br><br>He slipped his fingers briefly out of Gina, running them across Kate's lips before plunging them back in, and continuing to finger her hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:16:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who cares if shes' feeling left out? She's had all the attention so far." Gina pouts again. "You cant even finger me for 5 minutes without feeling sorry for her and worrying she's feeling left out?" <br><br>"Why don't i just leave and let y'all fuck?" crossing her arms, feeling very left out. <br><br><br>(lol)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris grinned at her. "Well, in that case I should take care of you, shouldn't I?" He slid his fingers out of her and pulled her forwards by the arms, turning her to face the headboard. "Get your legs either side of her face." he said, moving to straddle Kate's chest, "And lean forwards a bit. Push your ass up towards me, and I'm going to fuck you hard right now." he said.<br><br>His voice had a slight edge to it ... a tone that wanted obedience. No, not wanted ... demanded. "I told you I wanted the both of you, and I'm going to have the both of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:23:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Desperate to be a part of this powerful moment, Kate tried again and again to join in but it just made her neck and jaw hurt. She began to gasp and groan in frustration at her bonds. Then Chris pulled his fingers out of Gina and smeared them over her lower face, wiping her juice over her lips. Without even thinking, without registering that she was, for the first time in her life, tasting a girls juices she opened her mouth and greedily sucked on Chris' digits but they were soon removed and she looked hungrily at Gina's beautiful smooth crotch where Chris returned his hand and plunged his fingers back in.<br><br>Kate simply wanted that on her face, pressing down, smearing that delicious liquid over her skin and tongue. More than sucking Chris she wanted to taste Gina, her tangy, marine flavour that she enjoyed, smacking her lips to clean it off herself... as Chris masturbated Gina and the room rang to her happy gasps and moans and Chris heavy breathing and occasional grunts of pleasure, Kate focused on Gina's vagina and the amazing slurping squelching noises Chris' fingers made as they plunged ever more rapidly in and out.<br><br>Then Gina pouted and stopped and folded her arms, clearly playing.<br><br><strong>"Gina,"</strong> Kate said quietly, <strong>"If you want... you can sit on my face. I'd like to... make you feel nice."</strong> Incredibly Kate actually felt shy asking for such a thing.<br><br>But then Chris moved suddenly, grabbing Gina and manhandling her across Kate. The tied down brunette suddenly realised what Chris intended, <strong>"Oh, yeah, like that, Gina, let him fuck you like that!"</strong> She smiled up at Gina knowing she was about to get her treat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:33:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiled as he pulled his fingers from her and turned her around, straddling Kate's face, her hands pressing against the headboard. She leans over a bit, holding onto the headboard, her pussy, dangerously closer to Kate's mouth. "Mmmmm fuck me!!" she tells him impatiently as she pushes her ass out for him.<br><br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:42:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris pushed himself in behind Gina, running his hand over her, before pressing his cock against her. He began to slide it in, each stroke going that little bit deeper into her. "Fuck, that feels good." he gasped as he buried himself fully into Gina. He reached his hands around to play with her breasts as he eased himself in and out, just a little, keeping his movements slow to start with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:44:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate looked up and Gina swung one thigh over her head and almost not believeing what a lucky girl she was grinned stupidly as her best friend's crotch was pushed down over her face. She lifted her head a little and joyfully opened her mouth, kissing Gina's mouth, her female mouth and pushing her tongue into her as far as she could get it. The gorgeous salty tangy rush of Gina's liquid gushed over her face and closing her eyes Kate got to work busily lapping at Gina's stretched wide folds at a steady, but not yet too fast pace.<br><br>From time to time she tilted her head right back which allowed her chin to push more into the spread open blonde as well as to allow her to just flicker her tongue tip over the tiny and most special place of all.<br><br>Kate was in heaven, she could feel her nipples again re-hardening and her own belly making more fluid, a sudden immense rush of emotion came into her heart and though her voice was muffled she cried out to her friend, <strong>"Jeanie! Jeanie! I love you so much!"</strong><br><br>The icing on the cake would have been if her hands had been free, she would have slipped her arms round Gina's hips and cuddled her beautiful soaking womanhood harder against her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:49:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina moaned loudly as Chris slide his hard cock into her tight pussy from behind. "OHh .." then gasped loudly in pleasure as Kate begin to lick her pussy. "Oh god!" <br><br>She grabbed the head board with both hands, moaning loudly as she started pushing back onto Chris's dick, fucking him, matching his rythem with her own. At the same time, pressing more and more against Kate's mouth. "Fuck that feels so good!" she squeals..."Harder Chris! Fuck me&nbsp; harder!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 02:58:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris didn't reply, just began to do as Gina had asked, his strokes becoming harder, rocking against her. His hands dropped to her waist, taking a better grip on her and fucking her hard. He could feel her juices begining to coat him, trickling down over his balls, and could imagine them falling on Kate's face. He shivered at the thought, becoming more turned on by the idea of seeing Kate's face covered by a mixture of fluids.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 17:31:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate had died and gone to heaven. She had never, in all the years since losing her virginity (and several before that when she practiced alone) imagined doing this, nor imagined how simply damn good it could be. Having one lover was wonderful, at times so powerful she couldn’t imagine needing more. But this… the additional excitement of one other person... she couldn’t grasp how good it was.<br><br>She was also a little shocked at how good Gina tasted, she’d never considered herself doing this, in the fantasies she had before it was always her with two men, kneeling up, sandwiched between them, one in front of her plundering her belly the other reaming her rear. No doubt such an experience would be amazing, but she couldn’t right now imagine it could be better than this.<br><br>Her one thought was that she was now bisexual and not only that, she loved Gina, loved her with all her heart, she had been her friend for years, and now they were still friends, friends for ever but with just this amazing new coating on top. She busied herself happily and eagerly loving her new lover, delighting at her sharp taste, at once salty and tangy like the seashore yet at the same moment sweet and cloying as honey.<br><br>Then things got really interesting and Chris straddled her chest and entered the equation, so to speak. While she knew he’d joined in because Gina told the whole world how good his cock felt, and his hands came round into Kate’s line of&nbsp;vision to crush and manhandle her breasts, squeezing and pinching, the action of his penetration was at first slow and gentle. What Kate noticed first wasn’t so much his thrusts, but Gina’s. The girl angled her pelvis back a little more, tilting her vagina up so he could get in more easily and then she began to thrust herself back and forth on him, as much as he thrust into her. It was fascinating to watch. Kate, in her lovemaking had always imagined the woman to be mostly still and the man in motion but it was obvious from how Gina began at once to jerk her hips sharply back and forth that she moved as much, if not more than him.<br><br>Kate wasn’t complaining, because the combination of Gina swivelling her hips round and beginning to plunge back and forth on Chris’ meat meant that her sex was pushed down onto Kate’s face and was being constantly rubbed up and down it, and of course now Kate could easily flicker her tongue up and tease the happy blonde girls most sensitive point. Which she did. Mercilessly, again and again, even flicking the tip of her metal tongue stud over that most sensitive bundle of nerve endings.<br><br>In addition to seeing Gina moving and finding out that her flavour was so damn good Kate also discovered how great sex <em>sounds</em>. Alone with a man you hardly even notice it, the wet point of contact is a couple of feet away and both you and he are moaning, crying out or spewing out strings of dirty talk. But here, with Chris thrusting into Gina right over her face, the sounds were amazing, Gina’s light coloured cries and gasps, her encouraging urging-on talk, Chris’ deeper more animal grunts and his coarse language, the grinding bed springs… but best of all that repetitive wet sound of slippery bodies joining. It was hard to describe without sounding disgusting but that animal squelching sound drove her higher and higher and when Chris began to get into his stride and really slam hard into Gina each thrust ended with the contact of his hard flat belly against her soft curving rear with an earthy staccato SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Such a wonderful sound! The sound of a girl getting a damn good fucking. So good! And the most exciting thing about that sound was that Kate knew with his stomach hitting Gina’s bottom that hard, the tip of his cock would be right up deep, pounding near the entrance to her womb. Kate knew that feeling well, of being filled so deep that you could feel your man touch your cervix, at first it was like an ache, even painful, but like deep anal sex, once you got accustomed to it that pain became part of the pleasure simply because you knew he was so deep, touching you places so far inside that if you measured it on the outside of your stomach, your finger would be somewhere up near the level of your navel.<br><br>And that was what excited Kate, knowing Chris was hammering so deep into Gina.<br><br>As his thrusts became more violent still, his cock pushed Gina forward so now Kate’s tongue could lap at her very opening as he brutally spread it and entered her. Gina was a small woman, Chris was definitely not a small guy. How it must feel for Gina Kate didn’t need to guess, the sounds the blonde girl made were description enough of her rising pleasure.<br><br>But now Kate focused more on Chris. As his cock came in and out she lapped at it lapping with her tongue at his balls as they slapped back and forth over her chin. She began to detect a new flavour, mingling with the tangy girl sweetness she found his musky taste. She continued to lap at them both where they were joined.<br><br><em>The things I do for the ones I love! Once I’m done doing this for you guys, I expect a payback!</em><br><br>Another advantage of Chris pounding in ever harder was that the pushed forward Gina’s clitoris was now over Kate’s nose, so she pushed her face up a little and each time Gina slid forward she made sure her sweet red berry rubbed up and down the full length of her nose, even brushing her brows at the end of some thrusts. Gina’s well fucked smoothly hairless cunt was right in her eyes now. Not only could she taste them both but smell them too. Kate loved it, she only wished she could use her hands to cup her friends dangling breasts. As Gina, leaning forwards against the headboard, her head and shoulders and beautiful pink-nippled tits bounced back and forth she opened her eyes. Kate smiled at her and opened her eyes wide. The two girls did not need words, what Kate wanted was obvious, in an unspoken plea she asked with wide happy eyes to let Gina see her come. Kate wanted to be there, deep in Gina’s eyes and spirit when her moment came. She continued to watch her friend and lover, their gazes locked together.<br><br><strong>“Oh, Gina come for me, come on, come over my face. Chris! Chris! Harder! Fuck her harder! Make her come! Fuck her so hard she screams! I want to hear her scream!”</strong><br><br>Kate was definitely there, beyond that gentle foreplay zone, beyond the sweet lovemaking zone, beyond even the hot sex zone, she had reached that plateau of slutty sex-craving bitch. She knew it and she didn’t care, she just wanted more. There wasn’t anything the three of them could do in this hotel suite she wouldn’t happily do right now, if they asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 20:41:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina was in heaven. Chris was fucking her hard, deep, and fast. Just how she liked it. She moaned loudly as he continued slamming into her tight wet hole from behind. "YESS O GOD.." she shrieked.<br><br>And to make it even better, Kate had joined in, licking her clit. Gina thought she would cum right then and there..her legs trembled, but she held on. "Fuck you sexy little whore, that feels so good!" she moans to her friend, lost now in the oblivion of sexual whoredom.<br><br>Chris was pounding her so deep she could feel it against her cervix and that painful pleasure was almost more than she could take. "OH FUCK..I'm gonna cum soon!" she gasps..Now as she was shoving her ass back against Chris, her aching clit was grinding back and forth on Kate's nose and Gina couldn't hang on any longer.<br><br>She screamed loudly as she fell over that cliff. Her body jerked all over uncontrollably as wave after sweet wave of pleasure washed over her small frame. She came HARD. Her juices running down Chris cock, dripping onto Kate's face, giving her what she had been begging for.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 23:02:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris had been getting close too, and Gina's orgasm drove him over the edge. "Fuck." he half gasped, burying himself inside Gina's spasming body, sliding his arms around her to hold her on him as he came hard. He half collapsed against her back, holding her bucking body against him, the two of them not quite collapsing against the headboard.<br><br>With their change in position, and frantic movements, he slid out of Gina again, his cock left bobbing in front of Kate's face. His own face was buried in Gina's hair, as he drew in a few deep breaths to still his racing heartbeat. "Fuck." he echoed again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 00:27:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes wide, Kate watched Gina, heard her gasps and cries become more frantic, felt her body stiffen.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"YESS O GOD.."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> She was just going ballistic, <em>My God, Chris, what are you doing to her? She's acting like your cock's up in her womb! Fuck, I want to ride you later... amazing!</em> Kate listened to Chris' raw panting grunts, rammming and ramming. Gina's whole body jerked and spasmed on his cock like a little puppet on a string.<br><br><em>Jesus, like a stag, you've like a giant fucking stag! Wow!</em> <strong>"Come on Gina, come for me! Come over me you... Please come! CHRIS! Fuck her! Harder! Ah, my God!"</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Fuck you sexy little whore, that feels so good!" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate smiled and lifting her head found Gina's clit (somehow!) and flickered her tongue tip over the sensitive little nub, flickering away at it like the beating wings of a humming bird. <em>Come get some bitch!</em> She grinned, finally losing her grip on the wildly thrusting couple.<br><br>Then she knew Gina was there, as a woman she saw the signs, a massive blush spreading over Gina's face and down over her breasts, her eyes, Kate wanted to watch but they rolled back into her head, the whites showing and then with a hopeless helpless cry Gina spent, flopping forwards and shuddering, shuddering and crying out. A droplet of sweat ran down the sacred valley of her chest and dripped onto the pillow... Across her face Kate felt a warm flow... <em>She ejaculated! Hmmm so beautiful!</em> The hot fluid was a different taste, more salty, less slippery, Kate opened her mouth to take her friends orgasm...<br><br>Then seconds later Chris went too, he cried out and with Gina still wailing pathetically and shddering as her spend continued he slammed hard into her once, twice, three times. On her chin Kate felt his tube pulse as his delicious seed pumped into Gina.<br><br>He groaned, clutching his prize tight as he ran the race but came in second place... for a few awesome seconds all was quiet, people panting, sweat running, lungs heaving. Kate watched Chris lean into Gina's wet back, his arms going round her in an affectionate cuddle. Her heart went out to them... sometimes, even in such hot moments, the capacity for human compassion was beautiful. She smiled happily as Chris cuddled Gina.<br><br>Kate couldn't speak, she didn't want to disturb their moment and in any case, her mouth was a little muffled, now that Gina was still, her sex was pressed right down on Kate... the girl underneath had to breath against Gina's sopping and still pulsing folds.<br><br>Then Kate felt a touch on her chin, Chris had slipped out of her. <strong>"Chris, no! Here, please!"</strong> quickly pushing down just the inch or three she was able to move, her wrists burning against the leather cuffs but she could just make it, wiggling her chin she got hold of Chris as he softened and scooped him in, sucking and drawing him deep into her, the flavour of his semen unmistakable, thicker and more sour than before but still as wonderful as warm chocolate sauce to her overloaded senses. He softened completely so that she could draw him all in, she even got one of his balls in, and she gently set to work just slowly running her tongue round, cleaning him up, swallowing him in grateful thanks for that amazing show.<br><br><strong>"Mmmmmmmm..."</strong> was her only comment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 00:57:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris had only half heard Kate's words, still lost in the afterglow, but the feel of her mouth closing around him got his attention alright. His arms squeezed Gina reflexively as his brain caught up with the sensations he was feeling, then he relaxed against her back again. <br><br>"Damn, that feels nice." he said, shivering from the attention Kate was paying to him. He was already beginning to get hard again, so turned on was he by everything that was going on. <br><br>"Seems like Kate has changed her mind about that nasty ol' cock." he murmured into Gina's ear, chuckling slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 01:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina, totally spent, giggled a bit, her voice still a bit breathless. "I knew she would.." she said breathlessly. "I cant believe I came so hard..I've never..you know..that much before.." she says, blushing a bit, smiling.<br><br>She moved off of Kate, laying down next to her, relaxing, letting the two of them play together while Kate sucked on Chris's cock. Gina sighed, her legs sprawled open a bit, she ran her hand down her stomach lazily..stroking her freshly fucked pussy, soaked with her juices and his nut that was dripping from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 01:33:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Mmmmm.."</strong> Kate let Chris slide out of her mouth. She licked her lips and sighed, wriggling back up the bed to relieve the pressure on her wrists, she just moved them and her ankles a little to check everthing was okay. As she pushed herself up the bed a bit...<br><br><strong>"Ew! Aw, guys! Yuck! I got the wet patch... gah!"</strong><br><br>Kate lay there breathing quietly looking from one friend to the other, Gina lay down and Kate watched her playing with herself, <em>now that's something I'd like to see one day, you taking yourself all the way...</em> Kate smiled and closed her eyes, there was so MUCH you could do with three people that you couldn't do with two.<br><br><strong>"Alright? Is Gina a happy girl? Did kitty get her cream, hm?"</strong><br><br>She glanced at Chris and had trouble seeing clearly, something wet had got under one eyelid. <strong>"Oh, gawd... I must look a sight. Could someone wipe this off me, hm?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 01:45:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris looked around for something handy to wipe Kate's eye with, and couldn't see anything. Giving a small shrug he rolled off the bed, fetching a clean tissue from the little pack on the nightstand by the bed and wiping her face.<br><br>"Don't see why you wanted that." he said, settling back on the bed, "You're just going to get covered again, after all." He grinned down at her evilly, and reached a hand down to toy with the nearest nipple. "I told you you were going to eat them words, remember?" He lifted a leg over her head, settling into place above her and leaned forwards, his cock pressing against her face, while his own ended up at her groin.<br><br>"Hello ... what do we have here then?" he said, running a finger lightly over her piercing. "Oh yes ... I remember now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 02:30:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whew, I'm exhausted. You're a good fuck, chris! I don't think I've ever cum that hard!" she tells him, smiling. "I'm just going to lay here for a while...Why don't you fuck Kate now and see if you can make her cum as hard as you made me cum." Gina suggests. <br><br>"Let's untie her, she needs to rest her pretty little wrist and ankles.." smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 08:30:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Awww, Jeanie, your voice is shaking! That must have been good!"</strong> Kate sounded envious.<br><br>She felt Chris wipe the worst of the sea of sticky juice off her face, but stopped him, <strong> "Its fine, Chris, I like it, you guys taste wonderful! Leave some on, I just wanted it out of my eyes so I can see!"</strong> She shook her head a little waving aside some of the thickly matted and tangled hair <em>what must I look like?</em><br><br>Then Chris surprised her by straddling her head facing down her body, offering her a 69, she wasn't tired yet and her wrists and ankles didn't hurt enough to make her want out. In fact, the way Chris could just straddle her and force his cock at her like that with her having no choice in the matter sent a new ripple of excitement through her. His half-hard penis flopped over her face, she tilted her head back, opened wide and let him in, suckling greedily on his beautiful thickness and giving a muffled <strong>"uHnn!"</strong> of surprise as she felt his tongue flick at her clitoris hood ring.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I told you you were going to eat them words, remember?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate pushed the hot, sour-lovely tasting object out of her mouth and turned her head aside, <strong>"Oh well, if you'd rather I not.... I can stop..."</strong> She waited to see what he'd do about that, wondering if being <em>forced</em> to perform fellatio would turn her on as much as the thought of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 08:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina, needing a little refreshment, hops off the bed and leaves the two of them alone for a minute. She walks out of the room over to where the snack cart is. She takes the big rolling cart with the champagne and food on it and pushes it slowly over to wear the bedroom is, leaving it right outside the door. <br><br>She then pours herself a glass of champagne, humming to herself happily as she does. Taking another plate, she puts some more pieces of cheese, and ham, and pickles and crackers on her plate. She carries her refreshments over to the big chair by the bed and plops down in it, sitting sideways, letting her legs dangle over the left arm of the chair. "Carry on, I'll just enjoy the show while I regain my strength with these yummy snacks!" she tells them, popping a cheese square in her mouth, giggling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 19:40:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris just chuckled at Kate's response, and began to shift his legs, one at a time, moving them closer to Kate's head. He straightened up from her, his fingers on her chin to turn her head upright, where his legs would then hold it in place. With his legs tight either side of her head, she wouldn't be able to turn away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 19:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris pushed himself up off Kate and knelt up, but what he did next made Kate's heart beat faster with a tingle of fear. He shuffled his knees tighter against her, under her widespread arms near the shoulders. This lifted them off the bed a little but with her wrists still spread and taut it took out ALL the slack in her bonds, now she couldn't move an inch, her shoulders were tight against Chris' knees. This meant that if she relaxe dher neck muscles the top of her head rested back down. It was obvious to her what he wanted, her open throat now lay in a direct line from his groin. Next he leaned forward a little, shuffling in more and gripping her head with his thighs, forcing it round so it faced front. Thigh muscles are strong, Chris' thighs were very strong, much stronger than Kate's neck muscles.<br><br>Looking down at her he held her chin and threatened to push his penis into her mouth making her keep still with his hand.<br><br>With her heart beating more strongly with a sudden fear rush and her bare chest heaving as she pulled in air in her excitement, Kate glared at him, <strong>"Make me,"</strong> she said, holding his gaze and once again trying to twist away from his powerful grip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 20:11:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhh this is getting good, almost as good as a dramatic porn flick, if not better! " Gina says as she eats her snacks, watching the two of them. She gulps down some more champagne, enjoying the show immensely. "You go girl, make him work for it!" she giggles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 20:24:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm going to make you." replied Chris, grinning down at Kate. "But since I'm a nice guy, you get one last chance to do things the easy way." He looked up at Gina, then back down at Kate.<br><br>"Then I'm going to find out how ticklish you are." He leaned forwards, running his fingertips lightly over her ribs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 21:21:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate tensed as his fingers ran down her ribs, but she wasn't going to give up yet.<br><br>Looking him defiantly in the eye she said, <strong>"Even if you get it in, I doubt I'd notice it. And if I wanted a tooth pick, I'd ring room service for some."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 21:30:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina burst out laughing at Kate's joking insult to Chris, almost choking on her piece of ham. "Hehehehehe...trust me sweety, You won't be calling it a toothpick when its inside your pussy, making you cum!" she laughs.<br><br>She finishes her snack and drains the rest of her champagne. Setting the plate and glass aside she stands back up, stretching. She climbs back up on the bed with the 2 of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 21:48:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris just grinned down at her. "For that one, sweetheart, I'm going to make you beg."<br><br>He knelt back down where he had been before, and settled himself firmly into place. His hands began to move over Kate's body, checking for any ticklish spots ... armpits, ribs, thighs, behind her knees. He couldn't really reach her feet without moving ... even the knees were a little bit of a stretch. Once he'd done with his search, he settled his hands into place where she'd seemed the most ticklish.<br><br>"Now, you're going to want to beg me to stop. And if I don't think you're being sincere, I won't. Then you'll have to tell me how badly you want to suck me off, and if I don't believe that, we go back to the tickling."<br><br>He looked over at Gina. "You can tell me if you think she's sincere or not as well." Then he started.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 22:31:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate was ready for him, though she didn't really expect him to carry out his threat, as he moved and began to test her she responded.<br><br><strong>"Actually I'm most ticklish exactly where my ring piercing is..."</strong> She waited to see if he'd swallow such obvious bait but his continued investigation of her body showed her he wasn't <em>that</em> stupid. Ribs, thighs, kidneys and stomach had little effect on her, she could take it or leave it there.<br><br><strong>"OK then, the other place I'm ticklish as hell is my nipples. Just rub them for an hour or two and I'll be begging you to stop."</strong><br><br>No effect. His hands reached her armpits.<br><br><strong>"Awww, ickle Chrissy doesn't wanna tickle Katies titties then? Silly boy. Ooh, ah, don't..."</strong><br><br>Too late Kate gave a little jerk as his fingertips ran gently down from her armpits to that part of her body that is half armpit, half breast, that place where the soft muscles at her sides support the weight of her chest. Just <em>there</em>.<br><br><strong>"Oooh, OK, definitely my nipples. Touch my nipples."</strong> Kate hardly noticed but her tone of voice had already changed from teasing-cocky to slightly apprehensive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 23:05:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know, I'm thinking you're not being entirely honest with me there." he said, looking down at her. "But that's ok. It's more fun this way anyway." He ran his hands down across her breasts and on to her side, his fingernails grazing over that sensitive spot she'd twitched on a few moments earlier. <br><br>He began with featherlight touches, his fingertips barely touching the skin, circling around and around. Next, a little more pressure, fingernails leaving red marks on her skin. Finally full pressure, his fingers digging into her skin and muscle, working hard. He took carefull note of the response to each, seeing which made her twitch the most, which brought the pursed lips that meant she was trying not to laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 23:36:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You know, I'm thinking you're not being entirely honest with me there."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"You know, Chris, I don't really care what you think!"</strong> She would have winked at him, but that was quite hard to do with a half-stiff penis lying across her face.<br><br>His fingers found her breast sides, pale, prettily curved and oh, so delightfully soft. A perfect place for a man (or woman) to worship with lips and tongue. In Kate's case not the ideal place to tickle.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"But that's ok. It's more fun this way anyway."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"I'm glad you think so!"</strong> she smiled sweetly back before she had to bite her lip and suck in breath. Then her body shuddered, <strong>"Hm, Chris, no, don't do that..."</strong> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 01:17:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lifted his fingers away, looking down at Kate. "Hmm? What was that? Did you have something you wanted to ask me to give you?" He paused a moment. "No, I guess not."<br><br>He ran his hands lightly over her skin, the appropriate spot and pressure now clear to him. "Guess I'll just have to find something to do til Gina gets her strength back." His fingers danced over her skin, marking small circles, and wriggling back and forth. "Whatever will I do til then?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 02:04:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to tickle her, it began to get bad. <strong>"No, haahaha, no, now come on! Chris! Noooo! I said no! NO, don't! Dooonnn't Yay! Yaaaa... please! Noooooo!"</strong> Unable to move an inch, stretched taut like the cloth of a wind-filled sail, Kate lay there gasping and shuddering and laughing, going red in the face.<br><br><strong>"Ahaha haa ahhaa! NO! Fuck you! FUCK! For fuck's sake... NOoooOHoNooo!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 02:14:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris continued to tickle for another few seconds, then lifted his hands away. "Yes? Got anything to say to me now, Perky?" He shifted his position slightly, his cock sliding over her face as he did so. He looked down at her, grinning. "Seems to me you're really enjoying this." <br><br>He glanced at Gina. "She looks like she's enjoying herself, right?" he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 02:24:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Actually it looks like ungodly torture to me.." smiling. "Why don't you just shove your cock in her mouth already. Make her suck it. I think thats what she wants anyway...." Gina tells Chris, winking at Kate. She knows her best friend and if she's not mistaken, Kate wants to be dominated right now. She wants Chris to force his cock in her mouth and make her suck it. But then again, she could be wrong.<br><br>Gina moves over close to Kate, rubbing her thighs softly. "your skin is so soft Kate..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 02:30:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris gave Gina a wink, where Kate couldn't see it. He waited for her to start to reply, and when she did he slid it into her mouth. He leaned back down, placing his hands either side of Kate's waist, and began to slowly slide his cock up and down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 02:58:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate had forgotten Gina was there, she'd been so focused on resisting Chris for the last ten or fifteen minutes and during her frenzied laughing attack as she writhed (or rather didn't writhe but was held still and suffered) due to Chris' tickling she didn't hear their conversation at all.<br><br>Then she felt the bed shift between her wide spread legs and lifted her head to see Gina crawling like a very pretty and very sexy and very naked naughty kitten up the bed between her thighs. Kate tried to shift her head to shake Chris' penis off her face but his strong thighs still held it in place.<br><br>Gina put a hand on her leg, gently running her fingers slowly up her warm stockinged thigh.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Your skin is so soft Kate..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Gina! Tell him to get off m...!"</strong><br><br>Chris used one hand to deftly slip his erection into Kate's mouth. In surprise she almost choked on it, her eyes opening wide. <em>Hey! Aaay! That's cheating! ... But ... Ah, not fair! Bastard!</em> Kate would have said this but right now, speaking was quite impossible. Her mouth was filled with something so hot and hard and salty and tasting so strongly of gorgeous virile dominant MALE that using her mouth to do anything but <em>this</em> was quite out of the question.<br><br><em>This</em> involved running her tongue around his head and flicking it against the underside where he was most sensitive, and closing her jaw a little. He leaned forwards and supported himself on his hands and using his hips as leverage began to slide his penis slowly in and out of Kate's mouth, not going too deep yet.<br><br><strong>"Hmmmmmmmm...!"</strong> was the only opinion Kate had on this whole subject. Having her mouth raped was infinitely preferable to that god-awful tickling. Within seconds it was so damn good and the fact he'd just taken her without permission sent all thought of resisting out of her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 03:23:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiled as she noticed her friends reaction to Chris practically raping her mouth. "Mmmm you liked that huh Kate?" she tells her, running her hands up and down her silky stockings. She moves up a bit closer to her smooth mound, rubbing the tops of her thighs, massaging them, each thumb pressing on each inner thigh, near her pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 03:43:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"HmmmmHmnnn...Hnn...Hn...Yuunnngn...Hmm..."</strong> Kate's answer to Gina's question was obvious, then <strong>"Uhn, nnn, yssss!"</strong> As Gina's thumbs smoothed over that sweet junction between the top of each thigh and the crease of her pudenda, Kate knew where Gina was heading with those fingers, and she hoped against hope that that wasn't all that was heading there.<br><br>Kate couldn't speak easily, there was hot powerful man everywhere, in her mouth, filling her nostrils with a musk so delicious it made her feel weak, gripping her head between thick thighs, she couldn't turn her head at all, she couldn't get his penis out of her mouth even, she let her head tilt back so her scalp rested on the covers and her pale throat was exposed. His firm balls, loosely flopping in their sac ran over her eyes and back as he slowly thrust in and out of her. She hoped Chris would understand her request.<br><br><em>Fuck my throat, deep.</em><br><br>With her head back and her throat vulnerable she was effectively blind too. Her pleasure climbed another notch. In addition to the way she was totally at Chris' mercy at the top, down below the cuffs on her ankles meant she couldn't prevent Gina doing any damn thing she wanted to her smooth, wide open and sopping wet sex.<br><br>Already Kate began to feel the beginnings of something building up, deep inside it began to glow.<br><br><strong>"Uh-hhmmm!"</strong> she said happily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 03:55:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina continues to massage those two sensitive spots with her thumbs..then after a couple minutes, she takes the finger of one hand and flicks the little piercing teasingly, waiting to see Kate's reaction. This is the closest she had ever been to another woman's vagina and it was making her tingle all over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 03:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"UUnggn! Ysss! Gna...Agnn!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 04:00:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina bites her lip, wondering what she should do next. She stares at Kate's crotch, curiously. Next, she takes her middle finger and slides it up inside her, slowly. And uses the other hand to rub her clit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 15:36:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris was enjoying watching Gina starting to play with Kate. <em>Typical male thing</em> he thought, absently <em>Anything involving two girls is gooooooood.</em> He felt Kate shift beneath him, and glanced down at her, tilting her head back for him. He nodded slightly, recognising that unspoken request, and began to push himself deeper on each thrust, still taking it slowly enough, so he was sure he wouldn't hurt her, or cause her to gag.<br><br>Leaning forwards again, he sank his cock full length into her throat, and then flicked his tongue across Kate's piercing, just two or three little licks, enough for her to recognise who and what it was. He shifted his hips again, and resumed the steady deep fucking of Kate's mouth and throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 16:02:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With her head thrown back Kate really was defenceless and at Chris' (and Gina's) mercy. She felt at once Chris' movements change, he must have seen her submissive posture and on the next thrust his tree dipped in deeper, then back, then deeper still. He went on like this for some moments, each thrust pushing in further and Kate letting her tongue worship him as he moved. There came a point where he thrust harder, combined with a shift of weight somewhere further down the bed Kate felt a finger enter her sex and burrow deep, tilting up near her G-spot. She gurgled in delight, then more so as another sensation touched her and sparked a new delicious heat - someone had just caressed her clitoris.<br><br><strong>"uuuuHhNNnnnn, uh, gdd, UH GD! Ysss!"</strong> Chris thrust in at the same time, his length penetrating her fully and his balls sliding past her nose, she gagged and her eyes watered and her head jerked back but uselessly since she was held prisoner. The penis withdrew, then returned, then withdrew, Chris began to methodically rape her throat, pushing in SO DEEP each time and drawing out. Kate fought the gag reflex and though tears ran down into her hair she managed to keep going, pleasuring him, becoming the receptacle he demanded.<br><br>Down below, new and powerful sensations shot through her belly as her piercing was flipped up and down and lightly pulled between someone's teeth and Gina's finger began to work inside her. Gurgling and moaning and gasping helplessly, her wide spread thighs twitching and her belly trying to lift a little against her bonds in mindless automatic need, Kate began to climb that wonderful slope, that tall steep mountain from the top of which after a long arduous and sweat-inducing climb she knew there was the most glorious view on earth.<br><br><strong>"Unghhh, mrrr, pls, pls, mrrrrrr...!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 17:46:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris continued slowly sliding in and out of Kate's throat, enjoying the tightness, and the feeling of control she'd surrendered to him. He lowered his head down, and started to lick and tease her clit, working with Gina's finger. He could already feel Kate starting to writhe beneath him, but his weight and the ropes meant she had almost nowhere to go.<br><br>His eyes met Gina's, and he knew there was a gleam in them, showing just how much he was enjoying everything that was going on here. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 18:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiled at Chris and then inserted a second finger into Kate's wet pussy. She curled them, reaching for Kate's G-spot, and massaging it softly, then a bit harder and faster.<br><br>"Hmmm I think she's enjoying this.." she giggles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 19:21:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There is something wonderfully symbolic about the holes in a woman’s body. Even though, by design, a man’s phallus is intended to plunder only one of them, the other two form receptacles which with some co-incidence also form a near-perfect fit. In some ways the female throat is an even better fit than the vagina, sure her sex has wonderful muscular control and seeps such a sweet honey as to lubricate both him and her such that any size man may stretch her and enter, while the throat has a fixed diameter, sometimes a penis can be just too big.<br><br>On the other hand when, by lucky co-incidence, the man’s penis is just the right size the resulting tightness can be quite exquisite, as good as a vagina, plus, of course there’s no vagina on earth that has a tongue in it.<br><br>By a happy co-incidence Chris’ erection was that size that made it the perfect fit for Kate’s throat, he was by no means huge, but then she was quite a small girl, and unused to doing this. But she had a couple of tricks up her sleeve to compensate. There was one thing Kate delighted in doing for her lover, kneeling before him (girls are soooo meant to kneel before men, she always thought) she liked to pull his foreskin back with one hand, and once the most sensitive places were exposed, gently lick them, moving gradually faster, flicking her tongue against the oh-so-sensitive groove underneath, or laving her muscle repeatedly across the domed top which would elicit cries of pleasure from her lovers. Not that she’d enjoyed many men, she wasn’t that sort of girl. But now, with a combination of her tight throat and using her lips pulled forward over her upper and lower teeth she formed a tighter ring, bony with the enamel of her teeth but protected by her lips and closing it gently, it forced Chris’ tree to push through with greater and greater friction. Behind her tight shut eyes, in her private black whirling space she visualised his penis pushing in and out, on one thrust as his softer fatter head entered she closed her jaws right behind it such that the pressure pulled his foreskin back. Hard. Exposed, his glistening swollen head, being upside down in her mouth was facing her tongue rather than the roof of her mouth as it normally would. Thus as she swirled her tongue back and forth in the tight space, Chris’ knob-end received the energetic lashing of her flickering muscle, and the fact that she had a tongue stud whose small metal bead scraped across this most sensitive nerve bundle in Chris’ body was something that came to his attention at once, each time he entered her that tiny swirling bead scored across his knob, then his length buried itself in her tight throat, only to withdraw back past that mind-numbing and busy little sentinel. Kate’s best idea ever had been to have her clitoris hood pierced, that simple device gave her endless pleasure. But her second best idea had been the tongue stud, only a few men had met it’s acquaintance but all of them had thoroughly enjoyed their time together.<br><br>Now, holding her jaws partly closed so he was forced to tightly push through and getting used to the searing sensation of his meat deep down her throat enough so she mastered the reflex to gag, Kate got to work in earnest, happily servicing this man who deigned to use her.<br><br>But it wasn’t all plain sailing. With two of Gina’s fingers now busily thrusting up into her and reaching for that other wonderful spot a woman has (and which it often takes a woman to find, it seems) and with Chris, 69-ing her until spots of colour danced and spun behind her eyelids it became increasingly hard to service him, the clever techniques gradually broke down until she let him move in and out as rapidly and unencumbered as he wished, happy to let him do that and she reduced her tongue flickers to random intermittent motions. She didn’t want him to spurt too soon, she wanted him to enjoy himself as long as possible. He had gifted her a million, the least she could do was demonstrate her thanks.<br><br>So she did, for a long time, moaning and gurgling and gasping as he used her, thankful to be used and all the time climbing higher and higher up that fantastic mountain, her smooth trim body taut, her nipples, for now left alone but still as stiff as bullets and her hips, juddering and jerking like a broken clockwork toy as they responded to Gina’s fucking and Chris’ tongue.<br><br>It was happening, it was, she was going… up… up… oh fuck… yes… higher and higher, everything once again crushing down to focus with a hot tight wonder on that one place where pleasure ruled her mind, a white hot ball of wonder burned bright in her belly. A bit longer, a bit more! Two minutes, a minute, fuck yes! Almost there.<br><br><strong>“UhnnnnhhhhGGGHHHn! Ysss, puhl… pls… fkkk… fuk mmmmmmeee!”</strong> She began to tense, her thighs, rigid and lewdly open, actually vibrated on the bed.<br><br>Kate Weston was about to explode.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 19:26:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing kate's reaction, Gina knew her friend was about to cum. She sped her fingers up, pumping them in and out of her friend's hole faster and a bit harder, each time, hitting her G-spot. She took her other hand and pressed down a bit on her stomach, in the pelvic area, to add that extra stimulation to what her fingers were already doing.<br><br>"Mmmm..that's it..cum Kate!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 19:45:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris figured by Kate's motions she was about to either cum or come apart. He took her piercing into his mouth, and as much of Kate that was around it as he could, and began to lick it hard and fast. He mirrored the motion of his tongue with that of his cock, not going quite so deep, but harder and faster, feeling her tongue running around and across his shaft.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 20:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Oh, gd! Ohh, gddddd...! Uh, uh, uh, yeah, hmm, yeh... YEAHHHHHHHHHHH! AHAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm coming oH GOd!"</strong> It happened, in a cacophony of screams that she somehow forced out past Chris' furiously thrusting cock, Kate yelled her pleasure and lifted her hips off the bed, her belly and buttocks jerking wildly, the metal rings and buckles on her cuffs clattering, her mind flying apart and whirling in a thousand directions, pieces of her self control spinning and fluttering down in the white heat of one of the most powerful orgasms she had ever experienced, if not THE most gorgeous intense physical moment of her entire life.<br><br>Gina felt her friend pulse hard around her fingers, once, twice, three times, the third pulse gripping strongly and then a gush of fluid coated her hand, a small squirt of it trickled out adding further stains to the already ruined bedcover.<br><br><strong>"Oh GOD, Oh fuck, oh wow... uhhhh.... oh my FUCK FUCKFUKFUKFUUUUUUUUK! YES!"</strong> She collapsed back onto the bed, her stomach and chest heaving, her throat still being fucked hard by Chris' cock.<br><br><strong>"Ohm, hm, god....oh!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 20:41:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"WOW!" Gina said, in amazement as she felt Kate's pussy clamping down on her fingers as she came, it spasmed, and coated her hand with her cum. "Damn girl!" she continued to move her fingers, although slowly now, massaging her inside. "You came so hard Kate...that was amazing.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 21:19:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris eased back up as Kate came hard beneath him. <em>When that girl cums, she really cums.</em> he thought, looking down as her body finally seemed to be settling. <em>I wonder if she'll cum again if we keep going. I'm not done yet anyway.</em><br><br>He began sliding back and forth again, waiting to see if Kate would again offer herself to him like she had, and bent his head back down to where her piercing was still twitching slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 21:48:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Hurrrrr...hurr....Hmmmmm...thang u...Chrs, thang-u, umm...sss gd...hm"<br><br>"Uhr... Gna... luv u..."</strong> For a few blissful moments Kate felt nothing at all except the beautiful sweeping sensation of fading away, just fading gently cuddled in the arms of her own delight, but within seconds the afterglow faded and her senses returned, she found her throat still accommodating Chris' hard meat. She thanked him silently that while she'd been coming he'd pulled a little out giving her a clear airway, but now as she relaxed, he returned, pushing in again, with a moan of lust she set to work at once, her tongue sweeping over his scalding hot knob, skating that sweet hard bead back and forth, her throat working to accept his size, working to keep from gagging and all the time her whole world full of the wondrous taste and smell of him, in fact... <strong>"Hm... fuk... more?"</strong><br><br>Her sex still burned and twitched and within her she could still feel some fingers moving gently pushing in and pulling out, her body sliding effortlessly on them, aflame with her jangling nerves. Gina's fingers? Chris' fingers? A vibrator? Kate had no idea what was fucking her, all she knew was it felt good, so good... and then... in a weird moment the falling down gentle fading descending sensation of her afterglow stopped and did something so weird and unexpected and... exciting that she gasped in breath. It stopped descending and began to rise again, she felt her belly tingle and her muscles grip whatever the intruder was and then...<br><br><strong>"OH!"</strong> a hot mouth descended on her aching clit and suckled it, her sensitive berry burned with overuse, she imagined it in her minds eye being as swollen as a dark red grape, it throbbed but then as someone pulled at her piercing she gasped again.<br><br><em>Oh shit! Again?! I'm gonna come again! Fucking hell, fuckfukfuk...! Please again, I need it!</em> She tried to articulate her need but could not, her mouth was full of cock and all she let out was a gurgling desperate moan, but if that were not enough her twin lovers would surely see the signs and her aching thighs began to twitch again and thrust her belly up, accepting more torment on her sore burning clitoris, happy to suffer that pain in order to reach the pleasure that was once again - so shockingly - rushing down upon her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 00:08:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris felt her mouth clamping tighter around his cock, and thrust harder, faster, deeper into her again. He could feel himself starting to get close, his breathing coming heavier as he continued to lick and suck at Kate's clit. His hands slid under her ass, squeezing her as he felt himself cum again, pushing his cock deep, and cumming as hard as he ever had.<br><br>"Uuuuugh." was about all he was able to gasp, his mouth still on Kate, while he felt himself shooting into her mouth and throat. This was followed by the only slightly more intelligible "Fu-huck" a few moments later, as he felt Kate writhing again beneath him.<br><br>When she had come to a halt once more he carefully shifted himself off her, rolling to lie flat on his back beside her, staring up at the mirror and back down into her face. He arched his neck to look upside down at Gina. "You .." he paused, licking his lips and trying to speak again. "You got anything there to give me a mouthfull of? Possibly a can of red bull if you want me to move again in the next few minutes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 00:31:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure...I got something for you.." Gina says sweetly to him...then she moves over, straddling his face. "How about a mouthful of this?" she giggles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 00:42:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris turned his head and blew a raspberry against Gina's thigh. "Give me a minute to recover, will ya?" he said plaintively. "Sheesh, you two are insatiable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 00:44:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hehehehe...sure..." she lays back, next to Kate, cuddling against her side. Reaching up, she undoes her wrist restraints and then moves down and undoes her ankles. <br><br>"Feel better?" she asked, smiling at her friend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 00:53:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Within literally a minute, two at most Kate was writhing in a second orgasm, or perhaps her first was double ended and had just gone on with a slight dip in the middle. She cried out again, not so loud this time since she was almost exhausted, her nearly-pathetic cries choked off as Chris' cock, swelled suddenly then went rigid and he thrust it deep down her thoat. Struggling for air she retched and then recovered and felt his seed pulse hot and thick and beautiful down her throat. Almost at once he withdrew and shuffling back away from her head, swung his leg over and away, collapsing down beside her.<br><br>As his penis left her mouth she closed her lips around it, giving it a final caressing tease and finding to her delight a few traces of his strong musky fluid still on it which she tasted and swallowed happily.<br><br>She lay on her back and let her breathing and heart rate slow, she was bathed in sweat, her hair matted from being tussled in Gina's hands earlier and not least from the blonde's spend which had run off her face into it. Her face was caked with all manner of things, and she rejoiced in being able to celebrate in just this way with people she cared so much about. But right now she neded to go clean up.<br><br>Her stomach and breasts rose and fell, gradually slowing.<br><br><strong>"Chris. Gina. My God, thank you! Thank you! Twice! I came twice! Never ever done that before! Wow, oh, ah... amazing!"</strong><br><br>After a while she saw Gina get up from between her thighs and move towards Chris, asking if he would let her sit on his face. <strong>"Uh, would someone untie me? Uh, hello? Guys?"</strong><br><br>Fortunately someone heard her request before they got started yet AGAIN, and Gina untied her. At once Kate rolled over groaning, finding sheer delight in just being able to close her legs, there was definitely a soreness and tenderness there. Kate reached out and found Gina and hugged her tight, snuggling against her.<br><br><strong>"Thank you,"</strong> she whispered, and then <strong>"Sorry, I must stink, don't kiss my face!"</strong><br><br>She stuck a spare arm out waving it randomly towards Chris, <strong>"Come here you lovely man! Group hug!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 01:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris gave an exaggerated groan and twisted around on the bed, rolling next to the two girls, and draping an arm over both of them. "Man, that was all kinds of intense." he said, smiling, and licking his still dry lips.<br><br>"You know ..." he said after a few moments of just snuggling into them, his voice slightly muffled by their bodies. "I'm thinking that hot tub has our names all over it right about now. What do you reckon?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 01:09:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You know, I'm thinking that hot tub has our names all over it right about now. What do you reckon?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hm, so many good thoughts coming from one man. How is that possible? Are you sure you're not really a woman under that lot? You deserve to be with all these plans and ideas."<br><br>"But yeah, definitely, I just need to wash my face... gimme five."</strong> Giving them both one more snuggle and kiss, Kate got slowly and unsteadily off the bed, wincing at a twinge from her groin. She put her hands over her breasts protectvely, <strong>"Sore nips! How the hell did that happen?!"</strong><br><br>She wandered out to the en-suite, stripping off her shoes and stockings and waist cincher, dumping them anywhere and got into the shower, meaning at first to just rinse her hair and wash her face she decided on a whim to properly shower, washing her hair and scrubbing clean all over, but noticed she had to treat her groin and nipples with care. She returned a while later rubbing off the worst of the drips with a fluffy towel and towelling her mane of hair before standing naked at the foot of the bed facing the big mirror and brushing it. She found Gina's stash of nibbles and champagne, picked them up and plonked herself down on the bed on her belly between the other two.<br><br><strong>"I'm starving! And thirsty! Is there anything else to eat up here?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 01:34:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No i dont think so. Want to order some snacks from room service? We could take them by the hot tub and eat them there!" Gina said, smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 01:48:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Probably nibbles and chocolate bars in the fridge." replied Chris, waving a lazy arm outwards. "There is in every other hotel room I've ever been in. Plus some soft drinks and booze as well." he added.<br><br>"But yeah, we could order room service too. Maybe some desserts. I'm still fairly full from dinner, but something the size of my head with ice cream and whipped cream and fruit and sweets and maybe a shot of alcohol at the bottom ..." he trailed off, looking at the other two. "Hey, a sugar rush is the fastest way to replenish your energy, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 07:39:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Now you're talking! Hey a nice big trifle or something? But we've got plenty of booze still haven't we, that trolley out there's got two more bottles of bubbly in the ice bucket."<br><br>"And guys, I just wanted to say thanks. That really was the most awesome thing that's ever happened to me, you were wonderful. And Chris, if this is the multi-millionaires lifestyle, you can count me in. I might not even go back to work Monday at all!"</strong><br><br>Polishing off the last of the nibbles with them, Kate slid off the bed and went to the trolley outside, uncorking another bottle of Crystal.<br><br><strong>"I'm going to go find this hottub. Anyone joining me? Chris - will you call room service my love? Thanks!"</strong><br><br>Stark naked Kate wandered around the suite, bottle and glasses in hand. Between the master bedroom and the lounge was a double height ante-room that had a curved glass front wall with a wide set of carpeted steps curving around up it to the upper level. Her curiosity piqued, Kate went up, assuming Gina would follow. She got to the top and gasped. Up here was a single huge room the length of the top floor. At the end above the bedroom was a lounge with several sofas the size of single beds and a second home cinema system. In the middle was an open area, for dancing she guessed, it even had a grand piano by the windows. At the far end was a proper bar with three or four barstools in front. <strong>"Hey, Gina, THIS is where all the booze is!"</strong> Outside at one end was a further terrace, quite private and shielded by potted shrubs but which overlooked the glowing night city.<br><br>A large six-person hottub bubbled and steamed, the cooler night air being filled with tendrils of steam and the lights under the swirling water making it seem like some enchanted pool from a fairy story. Around the terrace were a half-dozen oil burning open lanterns, their yellow flames licking languidly in the night air giving the place a mysterious tribal atmosphere. Kate turned to Gina.<br><br><strong>"My God... so this is how the other half has always lived hm? Well now I want to join them. You coming?"</strong> without another word Kate walked out naked along the balcony looking down happily at the city far below before stepping gingerly down into the floor-level tub. The water was hot. She sat down placing the champagne and three glasses to one side.<br><br><strong>"Oh, Gina! It's glorious! Get in here! Now!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 22:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina followed Kate up the stairs happily. "HOLY SHIT..." she exclaims as she sees her new surroundings. She quickly makes her way to the hot tub and hops in, immersing herself in the hot water. "Mmmm now THIS is the good life..." she says, smiling at her best friend. "Pour me a glass, you sexy slut!" she giggles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 23:28:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Pour me a glass, you sexy slut!" she giggles.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"<em>I'm</em> the sexy slut! Excuse me! Who straddled my face to be eaten out while getting it doggy style, hm? I think in the slut-stakes you might just be ahead right now."</strong> Kate poured a glass of Champagne and held it out to Gina. As the blonde girl reached for it, Kate pulled it back, a wicked grin on her face.<br><br><strong>"Wait. I think I know you well enough by now. I know how you prefer to drink Champagne..."</strong> Kate scooted across the tub, spread her legs and put a knee on the bench seat either side of Gina's thighs. Smiling at her languidly she took a large mouthful of wine, lay the glass on the side and put her hands on the other girl's shoulders. Gently caressing her and moving her hands up to stroke her neck and cup her face, Kate, kneeling up put her head down to Gina's up-tilted face, slowly closing the gap and kissing her, at first just gently with closed lips, then sliding her tongue out to tease her lover before deepening the kiss and letting the wine transfer. Once done, she carried on, playing her tongue over Gina's lips and teeth then darting it inside to find its opponent and commence battle.<br><br>After a long while she broke the kiss, <strong>"But so what?"</strong> she said quietly, her breath heavy and rasping, <strong>"You make a great slut..."</strong> she purrred, with a low moan going back down again for more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 00:38:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina giggled as Kate positioned herself and fed her the champagne in a long deep kiss. "Mmmm so you're right Slut..." she slapped Kate's ass playfully and kissed her back deeply as Kate went in for another kiss. She kissed her passionately, sucking on her tongue while her hands caressed Kate's ass. Where was Chris? Who cared...He'd join in eventually. Now she was happy to have some fun with Kate all by herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:14:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris was currently stretched out on one of the sofas on the floor below, a robe wrapped around him while he waited for room service to arrived. He was leaned back on the decadently soft leather, staring at the ceiling with what the girls would likely call a goofy looking grin on his face. <br><br>The sound of the doorbell brought him out of his reverie. "Damn, these guys are getting faster." he muttered. "Can't have been more'n two or three minutes since I hung up." He walked to the door, and opened it, stepping aside for the waiter to wheel the trolley in. He was gone again before Chris could say two words to him.<br><br>Chris gave a shrug, hefting the large dessert bowl, and tucking a trio of spoons into the pocket of the robe. As he carried it upstairs he turned in carefully, trying to figure everything that was in it. <br><br>The sounds of giggling drifted in from outside, and he carried the bowl through the patio doors and out into the night. "Dessert is served." he announced, looking at the two girls. "But it looks like you already know that." He chuckled and continued. "Assuming you can let each other go long enough, we have as follows ..."<br><br>He set the massive bowl down at the edge at tub, fetching out the three spoons and dipping them into it. "Looks like pavlova, with fresh cream and assorted summer berries, whipped cream, and at least three different kinds of ice cream. Judging from the colours I'm guessing vanilla, strawberry and some kind of toffee cream thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:23:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris came out and started talking about something but Kate hardly heard him. She reluctantly broke her passionate kiss with Gina long enough to say, <strong>"You eat your dessert, Chris, and I'll eat mine. You just enjoy the show for a bit."</strong> She turned to him and smiled sweetly, <strong>"I mean, come join in when you feel like it, but why don't you relax a bit and watch me get in touch with my masculine side?"</strong><br><br>Kate turned back to Gina. Kneeling up her head was higher and she found she quite liked that position, looking down on someone. It was easier to do... <em>this</em>.<br><br>'This' turned out to be pushing one of her hands around the nape of Gina's neck and running her hand into her thick blonde mane, grabbing a fistful and pulling her head back, exposing her throat. Holding her head bent back she said to Chris, <strong>"See, isn't she pretty? So soft, so white, so... creamy. <em>Much</em> better than Pavlova."</strong> Then dipped her mouth down to begin kissing and licking and placing gentle play-bites across Gina's taut warm throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:26:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina's eyes widened in suprise pleasure.."Ohhh..." Liking Kate's dominant side. She moans softly as kate pulls her head back by her hair and starts kissing on her neck. Gina runs her hands down Kate's back, grabbing her ass again, rubbing it softly. "That feels really good.." she says, breathing heavy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:30:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris gave his head a ruefull shake, shrugging off the robe and settling into the hot tub with a slight wince for the heat. "No objections here." he said. "I think I need a little time to recharge anyway." <br><br>He settled down into the tub, chest deep, laying back with a loud, almost theatrical, expression of satisfaction. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Ohhh... That feels really good."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hmm, tastes good too. Here..."</strong> she kisses a small soft area where a pulse beats frantically. <strong>"And here..."</strong> Her tongue runs up along the line of the blondes jaw, teeth scraping. <strong>"Hm, and here..."</strong> With her left hand on Gina's hair she pulls her head sharply to one side, so her face is turned towards Chris, Chris can see Gina's eyes half closed in pleasure. The 'here' Kate spoke of was Gina's ear. She ran her tongue around just inside it's curving top, then gave small bites down the back of it to the lobe which she sucked into her mouth and caressed with her tongue before gently exploring inside the ear's warm creases with her tongue tip, so slowly, so lightly.<br><br>Then she places her lips against Gina's ear and whispers so faintly Chris won't hear, <strong>"<em>Touch me. Touch my bottom. And I don't mean the cheeks."</em></strong> With her free right hand she begins to run gentle sworls and curls across Gina's beautful bent back neck with a single scraping fingernail.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina moans as Kate tongues her ear, shivering in pleasure, her nipples getting as hard as rocks. Hearing Kate's request, she dips her hand lower, between Kate's legs from behind, rubbing her pussy with her fingers softly, teasingly. She rubs it with her fingers for only a few seconds before pushing her fingers inside Kate's hole, deeply, wanting to hear her reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:56:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Uhh! Oh, yeah, such pretty fingers... so <em>long</em>... so good... but, my sweet. <em>Wrong hole</em>."</strong> Kate whispers this last again so faintly against her ear, returning to tongue her friend sweetly, teasing her. After a few seconds, she pulls Gina's face around for another long deep kiss, moaning against her, the two girls' breaths mingling more urgently.<br><br>Now Kate's right hand begins to move lower, off Gina's throat, which is still exposed, her head still bent beautifully back. The slowly exploring fingers trace down her neck to her collar bone and begin to play with the shape of her there, the ridges and hollows.<br><br><strong>"Does Gina like bathtime?"</strong> Kates breathes heavily into her sweet mouth, her lips brushing the blondes, Kate is stillin awe of how gentle and tender and soft a girl is, it's all new, all so marvellous.<br><br>In her middle now heat begins, that oh-so-welcome tingling. The moisture Gina's fingers dip into isn't all from the tub now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 01:58:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhh you are naughty.." she giggles. She moves her fingers in and out of her pussy a few more times, then inserts one into her ass, slowly, taking her time. "Yes i love bathtime..especially with friends.." smiling. She kisses Kate back hungrily, her finger moving in and out of Kate's even tighter hole.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 02:05:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate stiffened with a powerful jerk as she felt her body deliciously penetrated. She leaned back, her head tilted back, a deep groan left her throat.<br><br><strong>"Uh, shit! Um, yesssss. Oh, yeah. Just there. That's it."</strong> whimpering with need she went back to Gina's mouth now pressing against her harder, forcing her jaws open and plundering her with her eager darting tongue. In between gasping breaths she whispered again, <strong>"I'm clean back there, just now in the shower, I washed myself out completely."</strong> She lifted her face a little and locked her gaze with Gina, <strong>"Go as deep as you like, I promise no nasty surprises."</strong><br><br>Now Kates free hand after tracing her friends collar bone strayed lower, <strong>"Where would Gina like Katie's little hand to wander next?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 02:22:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris leaned in behind Kate, brushing her hair away from her neck and pressing his lips against it, running stinging little kisses along it's length. His hands sat loosely on her waist. He turned away, scooping up a small dollop of ice cream from the massive bowl and dropping it where her neck met her shoulder, licking it to send it slowly sliding down her chest.<br><br>"Mmmm. Tasty." he murmured against her neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 02:58:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate was mewling with pleasure, kissing Gina deeply and gasping into her open mouth and from time to time moaning more urgently as Gina's wicked finger skewered her rear, slowly twisting and turning and sliding in and out.<br><br><strong>"<em>More. More up there, please...</em>"</strong> she almost begged in a hoarse whisper. Then she felt Chris arrive behind her, <em>he must be standing?</em> She thought as the hot water bubbled around and just over her's and Gina's breasts. Chris moved her hair aside and began kissing her neck then Kate twitched and let out a gasp as a dollop of freezing ice cream seemed to burn her skin but she moaned into Gina's mouth seconds later as Chris' hot mouth and tongue licked it off.<br><br>Kate let go Gina's hair a little, she'd been holding her head bent hard back for some minutes now and didn't want to hurt her though she watched for her friends reaction in case she wanted more. Kate traced the pad of one finger lower across Gina's chest, dipping under the water but for the moment just lightly caressing her upper curves.<br><br><strong>"Tell me where you want my little pinky... or pinkies..."</strong> she breathed gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 00:09:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm..fuck my pussy with your fingers..I love that.." Gina breathed, breathing heavy. She continued moving her finger in and out of Kate's back hole, faster. She pulled it out slowly and when she pushed it back inside, she added a second finger. Pushing them both inside slowly, movign them both in and out at a medium pace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 00:31:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Mmmm...fuck my pussy with your fingers...I love that."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Uhr... now, now, all in good time you greedy thing,"</strong> Kate whispered back. The two girls continued to desperately kiss, pushing almost obscenely together, tongues writhing, their conversation broken between moans and sharp gasps of pleasure, <strong>"I've got to get there yet..."</strong> Kate dipped her fingers under water and traced around the curve of one breast, passing two or three finger pads across the upper curve of Gina's chest then sweeping down under the beautiful smooth warm liquid shape but avoiding her nipple.<br><br><strong>"You're so beautiful, so soft, beautiful breasts,"</strong> Kate breathed and then uttered a deep moan of pleasure as Gina's gently thrusting finger withdrew then pushed back in, joined by a second, the brunette's delicate rear muscle stretching to accomodate this larger intrusion, <strong>"Mmm, please... fuck me back there."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 00:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris sat back down in the tub, moving around to where he could simply sit and enjoy the show the two girls were putting on. Much as he might like to join in, the human body was only capable of so much in a short time, and he needed a little to recuperate.<br><br>He dug in to the massive desert, and watched.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 00:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina kissed Kate deeply, sucking on her tongue hungrily as she continued fucking Kate's ass with her 2 fingers, she pushed them in deeper and harder, hearing Kate moan in pleasure.<br><br>"LIke that?" she asked, between kisses. She slowed her fingers down and inserted a 3rd finger SLOWLY, testing Kate to see if she liked it. "More?" she asked as she started to push the 3rd finger in with the 2 slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 01:18:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Hmmmmm..."</strong> Kate moaned as Gina sucked her tongue, she thrust it deep into the other girl's mouth, her breath now coming in rough needy gasps. Wanting to tease Gina but gradually losing her self control she finally spiralled in her fingers to Gina's nipple circling it teasingly for a while before at last closing on the target and bruising her fingernails over the wet stiff little peak.<br><br>She'd let go of the blonde's neck now and moved her free hand down to her other breast which she cupped gently, lifting it, weighing its heat and warmth before closing her fist on it and squeezing the whole tit gently, releasing and squeezing again, release. Squeeze. Release. In between these strong caresses she'd run her fingers up and catch it's nipple, flicking it a few times before going back to squeeze-release-squeeze. Her other hand began to do the same until she was caressing both Gina's pretty breasts, larger than her own in a steady and slowly building tease.<br><br>She only just managed to do this. The two fingers gently plundering her anus slid out and then she winced in pain as something even bigger began to press against her there. A third finger.<br><br><strong>"Oh God, Jeanie... God. Gently... please... gently... uhhhrrr... oh... shit! God yeah! Uhm!"</strong> she cried out with the pain of being stretched, there was no lubricant other than the tubs own water and that wasn't very slippery. Grimacing with the burn of discomfort Kate wiggled her backside back onto the fingers finally feeling herself stretch and take them. She let out a deep groan of pleasure and kissed Gina again, <strong>"Fuck, yes! You're so good to me!"</strong><br><br>The frantic kissing resumed, Kate was going wild now, jerking her hips backwards to meet Gina's thrusting hand. She needed to get her fingers down lower, to find that final place she knew Gina wanted her to touch...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 07:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina smiled, seeing how much Kate was enjoying what she was doing to her. She started pumping her 3 fingers in and out of Kate's ass, faster and harder. "Mmmm you like that huh? You like having your ass fucked by my fingers..." she whispered in Kate's ear.<br><br>Her mouth finds Kate's neck as she starts sucking on her neck hard, biting it a bit. Her fingers still pumping in and out of Kate' ass deeper now. She uses her other hand to slap Kate's ass. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 08:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Oh, God, Gina.... yessss...!"</strong> Kate pushed herself against Gina and rubbed her stiff nipples back and forth across her lovers smaller ones, then...<br><br><strong>"Open your legs... uh, somehow! Hehehehhee!" Wait!"</strong> Kate made some space and encouraged Gina to lift the leg on the opposite side to the hand that was penetrating her bottom so their connection wouldn't be broken. Eventually with some breathy laughing and giggling she got Gina to lift that leg and put the heel on the bench seat to one side so she was spread open. Kate put her knee back, tucked under Gina's lifted knee, forcing her leg to remain spread wide...<br><br><strong>"Hhm, yeah, that's MUCH better, now... ugh... now I can do this...."</strong> Kate ran her fingers slowly down across Gina's smoothly curving belly and found the shaven dome of her pubis, the very top of her split and began to slide her fingers back and forth across it, teasing.<br><br>With her other hand she laid it on the blonde girl's inner thigh and began to creep up towards her goal from another direction. All the time, head back she let Gina feast on her neck, growling with the mingled feel of pleasure and pain as her stretched-open rear was fucked by Gina's hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 08:55:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina&nbsp; moaned in pleasure as Kate positioned her how she wanted her, her legs spread wide. her breathing got heavier as Kate ran her fingers over her slit and Gina squirmed in pleasure.<br><br>Her fingers started pumping deeper and faster in Kate's ass.."Hurry...finger me.." she pants impatiently to Kate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 21:02:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate moaned again as Gina encouraged her with her own moans and gasps of delight.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hurry...finger me.."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Your wish is my command you beautiful dirty little lady."</strong><br><br>Kate began to apply her fingers across Gina’s mound with more pressure, skating around and around her target, never quite touching her lips. Her other hand came up her thigh and began to lightly tease that lovely crease between thigh and mound, Kate trying to listen all the time to the sounds Gina was making, advancing as she calmed down, pulling back when she moaned, always teasing, feeding off the rising temperature of the other girl and trying to push it slowly higher.<br><br><strong>“Shuffle forward a bit, get your crotch on the edge of the seat. Hm, that’s it,”</strong> This pushed the two girls closer so now their breasts were squashed together, Kate moved her torso from side to side a little, rubbing her breasts against Gina’s.<br><br><em>Now</em> Kate could get her fingers where they needed to be. She let them stray to their target, where she knew Gina needed them, she began to tease at the blonde’s lips with the fingers of her right hand, just pushing against her gently, sliding up and down the folds, feeling the other girl’s heat and slickness. With her left hand she pressed the palm flat on her lovers pubis and with the thumb downmost began to circle it lightly and teasingly over that special place she knew would have the most effect.<br><br>All the while Kate offered Gina her throat and gurgled as she rode her slithering fingers, whimpering with the delicious sensations they were causing in her tighter hole.<br><br><strong>“Gina… God, Jeanie… so good, that’s sooo… hmmm… but there’s…. uhrrm, I’ve a hole you’ve not filled yet, and you’ve a spare hand…”<br><br>“Please?”</strong> <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 01:01:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina moves her other hand around to the front and pushes 2 fingers deep inside Kate's pussy. Moving them in and out at the same speed she is moving the fingers in and out of her ass. "How does it feel being fucked in both holes at once?" Gina asks, breathing heavy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 01:17:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate felt Gina's other hand right there, just where.... <strong>"God! Yeah! Fuck! Oh, fuck me!"</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"How does it feel being fucked in both holes at once?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate didn't answer, at least not with any coherent sounds. She tilted her head back down and with her mouth hanging open, her eyes hooded, her jaw set with the strain and her face a mask of lust she simply stared at Gina, locking her gaze with her friend and gurgled and groaned. With her own fingers she slowly penetrated into that delicious tunnel of heat, tight and slick. She pushed two fingers into Gina at once and began to slide them in and out, then after a few thrusts added a third, easing it gently in so sloooooooow, keeping a careful watch on Gina's face, ready to pull back if it was too much.<br><br>Her left hand she clenched the fingers a little, tenting them and then pulling upwards while still pressing firmly above Gina's groin. This pulled up the hood of her clitoris, tugging that sweet nub up and into the open, exposing it to the touch of her thumb which she settled down onto it and began to lightly but maddeningly flicker over it.<br><br><strong>"Does Gina like that? You like being clitty-wanked, hm?"</strong><br><br>Kate, her eyes nearly shut with pleasure felt it starting. Soon now... soon... oh yes... again, third time tonight... hmmm... There was a tunnel, long and arrow straight and hot. And at the end of it, a light. She kissed Gina, thrusting her tongue aggressively into the blonde's mouth and pushed on towards the light.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 01:25:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina moaned as she moved her hips, fucking Kate's fingers faster, she added a third and Gina gasped, wincing a bit, but moaning in pleasure. She moved her fingers faster and harder and deeper both in Kate's pussy and her ass.<br><br>"Yes, that feels so good!" She moaned, kissing Kate back hungrily as the two girls finger fucked each other into oblivion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 01:38:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate and Gina were now almost one, joined together in three places, four if you counted their madly swirling tongues, pulses climbed and Kate began to buck wildly and helplessly riding both Gina's hands in a crazy scorching blaze of lust, she somehow managed to keep kissing Gina though by now there was little actual kissing going on, her mouth a slack gaping aching place where guttural moans drizzled out and she occasionally found somewhere in her mind to push her tongue out and try to touch her lover... a little more, touch in one place more. Her thumb was a blur of gentle maddening teasing flicks over Gina's clitoris and while she might have tented her fingers to a point and got four of them into Gina's sopping gaping vagina, she chose not to and merely kept on thrusting the three she alraedy had in there.<br><br><strong>"Geee... oh, Gina... Gina, come... come on... come for me... do it for me..."</strong><br><br>There was very little tunnel left, Kate was hurtling towards it now, she'd be there any minute, she just so wanted Gina to be there with her, it was... somehow important, special that their very first time together they should end together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 01:42:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"YES ohhh godd..OHHHH...I'm gonna...AHHH SHit! OAAHHHHH!" Gina screamed, bucking hard on Kate's fingers as she came hard..her body jerking all over uncontrollably. Her tight pussy spasms around Kate's 3 fingers. "Ohh.." she moans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 02:01:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Yes.... yesssss... that's it.... come for me! Come for me... oh you... you beautiful creature."</strong> Kate dipped her head down and captured Gina's wide 'O' mouth kissing her tenderly even as her friend cried out in pleasure. Still bouncing desperately on Gina's fingers Kate took her left hand away from her friends belly and pressed her fingers to her own clit, rubbing frantically which was just enough to send herself over the edge. With a hoarse cry and a sob she burst out of the tunnel into the beautiful hot bright sun. She didn't make much noise this time, even though her orgasm was almost as powerful as her double one earlier, but she cried gently against Gina's neck and shuddering, her sphincter clamped hard and pulsed and shook crushing Gina's fingers while her vagina throbbed and gushed over the blonde's other hand.<br><br><strong>"Oh God!"</strong> she quietly moaned, <strong>"Oh, God, ohgodoh... Gina...hmmm, so beautiful. Thank you!"</strong> Still with her hand deeply embedded in her friend and moving it back and forth gently Kate folded down against Gina, planting small kisses tenderly on her face and eyelids, on her jaw and in her hair, and finally on her mouth where she again whispered, <strong>"Thank you..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 02:07:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know, all I did was watch, and that wore me out." said Chris dryly. He held out his arms to them. "Why don't the two of you come curl up with me here. Still got plenty of ice cream and stuff left here, and I sure as hell can't finish it all on my own."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 02:19:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Oh, God, Chris... gimme a minute."</strong> Kate clung on to Gina, hugging her tight. She gently pulled her fingers out of her and just held on for a few minutes as her heart rate slowed and her breathing returned to normal. She kept planting little kisses on her friend all the time, <strong>"Hm, damn you slut-woman, you're so hot."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 02:23:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"HEhheheh so are you, you whore. " Gina giggled, cuddling with her friend after their orgasms. "next time we lay down, I wanna fuck you for real though...pussy to pussy...it looks really hot on the porn flicks.." smiling.<br><br>I move over, cuddling up next to Chris. Kissing his cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 02:38:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Next time we lay down, I wanna fuck you for real though...pussy to pussy...it looks really hot on the porn flicks."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Before she got up and they moved over to join Chris, Kate put her mouth right by Gina's ear and whispered, very quietly so Chris couldn't hear, <strong>"Yes please."</strong><br><br>Kate sat on the other side of Chris and under the water laid a hand high on his bare thigh, <strong>"Hm, Gina, you know you're wonderful but, not wanting to sound crude or anything it's great to get my hands back on a real man for a change."</strong><br><br>She grinned at Chris, <strong>"So, did you enjoy that? Are bisexual girls a spectator sport or more a hands on thing d'ya reckon? Hm?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 02:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris gave a grin, and dug one of the spoons into the massive desert. "I guess you need to conserve your energy for more important things, huh?" he said, shooting a look at Gina. <br><br>"If you'd started that a little earlier in the evening, I think I'd have been in the middle alright."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 00:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gina giggles. "Im sure you would have been right in the middle!" smiling at Chris. She takes one of the extra spoons and dips it into the ice cream, eating it. "Mmmm this is so good!" she says, eating another bite.<br><br>"You should try some Kate..." dipping the spoon back in and holding it out for Kate to eat it off the spoon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 00:33:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You should try some Kate..." dipping the spoon back in and holding it out for Kate to eat it off the spoon.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate leaned over past Chris to get at the spoon Gina offered, she rested her other hand on his further thigh, bearing her weight on him. She opened her mouth, put her tongue out and let the spoon slide in over her tongue... the action was just inches in front of Chris' face. Kate swallowed and licked her lips, a small dribble of vanilla ran out. She lifted a hand from the water, caught it with a fingertip and tucked it back.<br><br><strong>"Hm, lovely, though not the best thing I've swallowed tonight."</strong> She looked at Chris and put her hand back under the water, this time it rested on something other than his thigh. <strong>"How are you feeling dear? Did you have a nice rest?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 18:52:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, this tub seems to relax me no end." replied Chris, looking between the two girls with a faint smile on his face. "Of course, the company could have some bearing on that too."<br><br>His hand slid across Kate's stomach, and began to softly stroke her body, just on her side above her hip. "How about you two?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 19:03:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"How about you two?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hmmm..."</strong> Kate purred happily, <strong>"I'm... mellow... not sure if I'm fit for anything else tonight other than some of that pudding. I don't know a faceful of sugars might help me, if you're recovered now sweetie maybe Gina can help? She seems to just want to go on and on...!"</strong> Kate found a spare spoon and helped herself to a chunk of meringue, cream and chocolate sauce, <strong>"That's lovely. In fact everything I've eaten tonight has been delicious."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 19:07:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I know the feeling." replied Chris. "Part of me just wants to crawl into that bed and collapse. Brain ... shutting ... down." he stretched out the latter phrase, punctuating it with what was probably an unplanned yawn. <br><br>He dug his own spoon into the dessert and fed a mouthfull to each of them in turn. Keeping the mouthfull of his own in his mouth, he leaned over to Gina, pressing his lips against hers, and letting her feel the sticky and starting to melt dessert trickling from his lips, and on the tip of his tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 20:11:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate watched Chris kiss Gina. Her mind wanted more… but she thought her body might not be willing. She stayed next to Chris, leaning into him slightly enjoying the contact, one hand still gently holding his hard manhood, not moving, just the occasional squeeze. She rested her head back and stared up at the stars. She sighed a big happy breath, her chest rising out of the bubbling water, under which she lazily cuddled the firm shape of Chris’ sex.<br><br><em>I could get used to being a millionaire.<br><br>Poor Chris will need a permanent course of Viagra though…</em><br><br>She smiled to herself.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 01:12:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Chris opened his eyes from kissing Gina, the girl still had hers all but closed, a half smile on her lips. As Chris watched her head started to nod forwards, then jerked upright again. He chuckled and turned towards Kate. "I think someone is about worn out." he said, nodding towards Gina, who murmured something in reply.<br><br>Chris cocked his head to one side. "I think that was either 'I'm ok', or 'take me, you magnificent brute'." he said, grinning. "Either way, bed sounds good. I think I'm about worn out myself." He glanced down into the water where Kate's hand was moving slowly. "Appearances to the contrary."<br><br>He scooped up Gina, and stood up, the water and bubbles running down and off his body. "Can you grab the dessert?" he asked Kate, nodding towards the large bowl. "Don't think I can manage it as well."<br><br>He carried Gina down to the large king size bed the three of them had so recently vacated, pushing the toys and things onto the floor, setting Gina down, tucking the duvet around her. She promptly curled up into a small ball, tugging the duvet around her. Chris grinned and gave his head a small shake, stretching out on the bed again himself, and patting the spot on his other side for Kate to join him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 01:36:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Can you grab the dessert?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hmmm, no problem,"</strong> as he stood up, dripping and lifting the dozy Gina into his arms, Kate kept a firm grip with both hands on his erection.<br><br><strong>"Oh, sorry!"</strong><br><br>She reluctantly let go of the dessert, instead picking up the bowl of cream, sauce and other sugary junk with the spoons sticking out. Finding the mostly untouched champagne and hers and Gina's goblets she followed Chris downstairs, flicking off the tubs power and the light switches as they went.<br><br>As Chris put Gina to bed, Kate padded into the bathroom and grabbed some towels. Returning to the bedroom she put the wine and pudding down on the bedside table, threw Chris a towel and with the other dried herself. She noticed Gina didn't seem to care, the duvet would dry her soon enough anyway. Gina was on the far side of the giant four-poster, Chris was mostly in the middle so Kate sat on the nearside. She topped up the two glasses and gave him one before swinging her legs up so she was lying on her hip facing him.<br><br>She sipped her drink.<br><br><strong>"How tired are you?"</strong> she asked him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 01:44:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris glanced downwards before looking back at Kate. "Well, I don't think I'm quite ready for round 3 just yet." He paused, taking a sip from the glass before replying again. "I don't think I'm quite ready to doze off either though."<br><br>He looked over his shoulder at the small ball of duvet cover, Gina's hair just poking out the top. "Unlike some people I could mention." He gave a small chuckle. "I think we wore her out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 02:14:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I think we wore her out."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate smiled over him at the little snuggled up bundle with the tuft of blonde sticking out the top, <strong>"Hm, sorry, that might have been my fault..."<br><br>"Awww, look at her, isn't she sweet?"</strong><br><br>Kate lay back on her hip and sipped her drink, <strong>"Chris, things will change now won't they? A lot. What will you do? Obviously come Monday you won't be going to work. You'll sell up and move. Any thoughts where you might go? Will you go... far?"</strong> Kate couldn't help but keep a tone of concern out of her voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 02:35:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Seems to me they've already changed a fair bit." said Chris, leaning past Kate to set his glass on the small bedside table. "I still haven't really figured out what I'm going to do. I mean, yeah, I did the whole 'If I won the lottery' thing, same as everyone else, but now that it's actually happened, with twenty times the money I even day dreamed about, hell, I don't know half of what I'll do."<br><br>He gave a smile, leaning back and looking at her. "I have the basics planned out. Pay off the family mortgages, credit cards, all the outstanding debts, and give the folks enough to keep them all set up for life. That'll take a few million I guess."<br><br>"Buying a place of my own .. yeah, I could go for that. Never really gave that one a whole lot of thought, not in detail I mean. I don't see it's anything I need to rush into though." He ran a hand lightly over Kate's breast, circling her nipple with his finger. "Right now, I can think of lots of good reasons not to be making any hasty decisions."<br><br>"As for work. I'm not sure. I mean, I should give them my notice, which I think means about 3 or 4 weeks. I've a bit of holiday time set aside ... took off a couple of days now, so I don't have to go back in the office til Thursday. But yeah .. no reason to be rushing off anywhere." He smiled at her, glancing over at Gina's slumbering form, before turning back to her, and leaned forwards to gently kiss her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 21:55:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he talked Kate let his voice roll smoothly over her. Christopher Sheridan, the half-cute, half-geeky pervert-in-chief of Brockenhurst High School… The Arse of Eighty-Five they’d called him… she smiled to herself. Which half had appealed to her all those yeas ago? Geek or cute? It was a moot point now. If she expressed an interest now he’d never consider it sincere; who could be when a hundred and twenty five million was lying there in front of them? She’d missed her chance…<br><br>And now here he was… and here <em>she</em> was. Things were… things would never be the same. Something told her she wouldn’t be getting up in the morning and going home to do the laundry, nor maybe would she be getting up on Monday, showering and trotting off to work.<br><br><strong>“Well, when you do buy a place, make sure it has a nice big spare dressing room for my shoe and lingerie collection – I’ll need somewhere to keep it for when I come round at weekends.”<br><br>“If you’ll have me, of course.”</strong><br><br>He lifted a hand to caress her, she let her eyes close in pleasure at the feel of his fingers, then she turned round, stretching, twisting, his fingers still cupping her curve, she put her half drained glass down and reached for the light switches. There was a master switch that killed the lights in every other room in the suite, and then she rolled the dimmers down in here so that Gina’s side of the bed was dark and the table lamp on their side glowed low and secretly. As she turned back she rolled over onto her front and propped herself up on her elbows, lifting her feet and calves and lazily kick-swinging them up behind her.<br><br>She turned to him. He turned to her. They kissed.<br><br><em>I wonder… a house big enough for three… would that work? Or does he not want to be pinned down? He might go travelling, stopping wherever he likes for as long as he likes before moving on. Ah… early days yet, lets not clutter things up…</em><br><br>Kate let the kiss deepen, opening to let him in, she tasted him, greeting his strong muscle, so different from Gina who was like a little fluttering bird. Chris was not a bird, he was more like a cat or a dog. Yes, a dog, a young dog, not quite a playful puppy, more experienced but still eager, one of those young dogs that come running in from the garden all hot and muddy and jump up at you and don’t know their own strength.<br><br>He was 23, a very good age for a dog, lots of energy, lots of vitality…hmmm…<br><br>Pulling back a little and closing on him, Kate caught his tongue in her lips and sucked on it, sliding her head backwards and forwards, her own tongue tip flickering over his. She closed her eyes.<br><br><em>Eager strong young dog. Pretty flickering little bird. Which do I prefer?</em><br><br>That was another question she decided not to think about until later… if at all… right now, doggy wanted to play. Again. Smiling at his crazy insistence on <em>more</em>, she sigh-moaned against him, she wanted him, but she was sooo tired. She pulled back.<br><br><strong>“Hmm, what would you like to do?”</strong> she smiled, teasingly, <strong>“…we can go to sleep or… we can finish the dessert.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 23:55:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I'm able for dessert before we call it a night." replied Chris. "Should I use a spoon, or just lick it off you?" he added, grinning at Kate. "As for a house, yeah, definitely. I'll have you just as often as you want to come." He chuckled, knowing she could take that a couple of ways.<br><br>He leaned over Kate, scooping a dollop of the dessert out, and holding it over her breast. He turned his hand, just a little, and watched as it began to run slowly towards the edge of his fingers, where gravity could take it's course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 00:18:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Should I use a spoon, or just lick it off you?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Spoons are so cold aren't they?"</strong> Kate rolled over onto her back, <strong>"I think I might have one or two places that could make interesting plates."</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'll have you just as often as you want to come."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> She chuckled and tilted her head back, laughing, <strong>"Well if I can come as often as I like, you'd better get your architect to build me a self-contained granny flat. Or maybe, just get a bed this big installed, then I can entice Gina round too - not that I think she'd need much enticing."</strong><br><br>He reached over her, as he did so she lifted her head and bit-kissed his shoulder, scraping her teeth over his firm skin. Returning to lie beside her he held a hand over her chest, she snuggled back into the bed to watch him. A dollop of cream and ice cream mixed ran slowly down off his fingers then plopped onto her breast. She closed her eyes at the cold, under the already melting ice cream her nipple sweetly puckered.<br><br><strong>"Tut tut, that was clumsy of you. Didn't your mother tell you it was bad manners to play with your food?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 01:01:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think we could keep her away." he replied, watching the ice cream drop onto her breast, the nipple hardening again under it's chill embrace. "And I think one of these really big beds would be a good idea. A proper four poster, and maybe one with a mirror installed, huh?"<br><br>"My mother told me plenty of things." he replied, "But I never listened to most of them. Not sure what she told me I should do when I'm in a bed with two beautiful women. Guess I just have to figure that one out for myself."<br><br>He lowered his head down, and slowly licked the ice cream from her breast, his tongue tracing over and around the nipple to chase up every last drop of it. He raised his head to hers, the last of the ice cream still on his tongue, and pressed his lips against hers for a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 22:11:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"And I think one of these really big beds would be a good idea. A proper four poster, and maybe one with a mirror installed, huh?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“What a coincidence,”</strong> Kate sighed, <strong>“You just described my perfect bed, just as though you’d want me to be in it a lot. Most nights in fact…”</strong><br><br>Kate let out a small purring-gasp as the ice cream scalded her with its temperature, like being burned… like being burned again as his hot tongue skated through it, the heat replacing the cold in a swirl of sensation. Her nipples fully stiffened now, ready. Opening her eyes she looked up watching their reflections. Her small pale body stretched out, his bigger darker skinned one beside hers, his head dipped against her, busy at her breast. She shifted the thigh nearest him, opening herself a little and pressing against him, sliding her skin against his, a caress but not with her hand.<br><br><strong>“Um, that’s good. I think I’d like to come in your new house a lot. All the time…ummm.”</strong> She closed her eyes and reached blindly out, she was too small and couldn’t quite get her hand down where she needed it so she shuffled down the bed a little on her back, finally finding what she sought. <strong>“Do you think you could handle me? Coming that often? It wouldn’t be an inconvenience would it?”</strong> Smiling she gripped his manhood which was again beginning to harden, or rather since the show she and Gina had given him in the hottub, had never fully slackened, and lifted it up from its downward position until it lay up his stomach. For now she merely gripped it, squeezing it from time to time almost affectionately.<br><br><strong>“It doesn’t matter if your mother missed out on the three-in-a-bed advice, it’s possible it was a social situation she never anticipated? And don’t worry, you seem to be doing fine ad-libbing your way through the situation.”</strong> Kate squeezed him again more firmly as his mouth closed on hers, she greedily licked the residue of ice cream off him, swallowing. The kiss went on for a while, Kate began to drown in it, making small moany-breathy noises as she pushed back at him, her mouth open and willing.<br><br>They parted again, <strong>“Uhm, you’re making me all sticky… I hope you’ll lick everything off before you’re done.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-07-2008, 14:24:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Having you at my house would always be a pleasure." replied Chris, when the kiss finished, and his tongue darted out to lick an errant spot of cream from his lip. His hand slid between her thighs, running over her lips, feeling how wet she was as a finger slipped easily inside. "And I can handle you coming just as often as you like. Maybe install a set of cuffs permanently, so you'll feel right at home."<br><br>"And while licking sounds good, I think I have a better idea." He shifted position on the bed, laying on his back and stretching out. "Why don't you climb on top of me, and lets see if we can manage third time lucky." he said, his hand dropping to where hers continued to hold him. "Not quite sure if I can manage a third so soon, but I'm game to find out if you are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>05-07-2008, 15:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Having you at my house would always be a pleasure, and I can handle you coming just as often as you like. Maybe install a set of cuffs permanently, so you'll feel right at home."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Hm… maybe more than cuffs? Maybe some other equipment? I’m not sure, but perhaps we’ll have the opportunity to find out how often it’s possible for me to come at your house? …uhn…”</strong> This last little grunt of pleasure gasped from her lips as his fingers skated across her thigh and investigated her sticky folds, she was still wet through from Gina’s hand and already she could feel herself moistening more. She purred as the finger slid in and she pushed her hips down the bed eagerly.<br><br>The finger withdrew and he rolled onto his back, <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Why don't you climb on top of me, and let’s see if we can manage third time lucky."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Okay,”</strong> she smiled sitting up and taking a last sip of champagne, <strong>“But for me it might be fourth time lucky… not that I’m greedy…”</strong> She sat round tucking her legs under and knelt up, kneeling at about the level of his waist. She ran her free hand up his leg from shin, over knee and up his thigh, trailing her soft fingers up the inside. Eventually her hand reached his groin and her palm cupped around his testicles. For twenty seconds or so she merely knelt there, kneading him, feeling his warmth and shape, the soft eggs shifting in their sac under her gentle grip.<br><br>She alternated her gaze from where her hand was to his face, checking his reaction. She applied a little pressure then released, a smile on her face wondering if he liked that. She lifted up the glass of champagne, <strong>“But first, something I have always wanted to do to you, Chris, right back to when you saw me in the showers at summer camp…”</strong> Wearing an evil grin she winked at him and with the hand that gripped his balls pulled down hard. Not quickly, just very firmly and slowly but making sure this special thing happened: her pull on his sac stretched it and that pulled on the skin of his penis and exactly as she hoped would happen his foreskin pulled back, slowly, very slowly, just stretching about his head. She stopped when the head was half exposed, looking back at his face, enjoying his expression.<br><br><strong>“Look at me Chris, watch my face. Don’t take your eyes off mine.”</strong> Wearing a gentle expression, not a naughty one but smiling sweetly at him she pulled with her hand again, harder and all the way, forcing his foreskin back, <em>right</em> back, hard down. Out of his urethra a small gush of lubricant dribbled out. She drained the champagne glass and dropped it over the side of the bed. It bounced silently on the carpet and rolled under the bed. Her free hand now she lifted to her face and extended the forefinger, she put it in her mouth sucking it, wetting the end with her spit, then took it out and glancing quickly down to check the exact position of her target extended the finger slowly, down, down. She watched Chris’ face.<br><br><strong>“Don’t look at my finger… look at me…”</strong> Her wet finger made contact with the shiny hard head. She ran it over and around sweeping it through his slick juices, then added a second and a third and a thumb, but using only the pads of her digits began to lightly, gently, teasingly massage his head, sweeping around the over-sensitive knob, then under the cleft, applying gentle pressure but making sure his slickness left no friction at all.<br><br>The hand gripping his balls she continued to squeeze and massage, pulling occasionally, keeping his cock under rigid tension, so it almost thrummed with the vibrations of tension.<br><br>Kate let a smile cover her face again, an especially wicked one, keeping a close eye on his expression as she skilfully masturbated him.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“You know,”</strong> she said, chattily, <strong> “I don’t think little Chrissy-poos is going to have any trouble at all coming a third time tonight.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 00:50:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris lay back, enjoy Kate's attentions. When she mentioned having wanted to do things to him since all those years ago, he arched an eyebrow, but kept quiet, not wanting to disturb her. <br><br>At her request his eyes turned to hers, though he half wanted to just close them, to lie back and enjoy the sensations he was feeling. His eyes flicked downward, almost of their own accord, but he brought them back to her face again, gasping as she pulled down hard "Hey .. carefull now." he said, half warningly. "I'm kinda attached to that. Don't want you pulling it clean off." His smile showed he wasn't exactly serious.<br><br>As her hands continue to caress him, he replied. "You might be right. I don't want your hands though. I want to feel that warm, sweet little pussy of yours closing around me. Climb on to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 01:40:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I don't want your hands though. I want to feel that warm, sweet little pussy of yours closing around me. Climb on to me."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> She arched an eyebrow at him, <strong>" 'I want' doesn't get. Ask nicely."</strong> She gave another tug on his sac, that hand also now gripping the root of his tree, steadying it, holding it firmly. She now lifted her hand back to her mouth and licked the whole palm, coating it in saliva and returning it to the job-in-hand, so to speak. Still watching his face, she began to slide the whole slick palm slowly around his exposed over-sensitive knob head, the shiny domed upper part being as sensitive as her clitoris, she imagined. She began to apply more pressure.<br><br><em>If this doesn't make you moan and buck your hips, you're made of wood.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 15:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Kate's fingers and hand worked over him, Chris felt his body twitching at the sensations that rushed through him, and an involuntary gasp came from his mouth as her fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Fuh-aah" was about as coherent a sound as he could initially make, his fists balling in the sheets. "Oh man, where'd you learn how to do that?" he gasped out, trying to speak quickly while he was still able to.<br><br>"Please .. please." he gasped out as she continued. "Want you .. on me .. please.". His body was arching off the bed, head back, the muscles in his thighs trembling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 16:23:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate smiled in happy satisfaction as Chris' spine arched off the bed, his pleading requests music to her ears. She loved hearing a man beg, such a sweet sound to have such a strong dominant creature turn to putty in her fingers... This was her party trick, she'd been able to make one of her ex's come quickly after five minutes just by slowing doing this.<br><br><strong>"Greedy, greedy!"</strong> she grinned before removing the upper hand and descending onto him with her mouth, a gentle sigh of pleasure brushing him with her warm breath as her lips and tongue made contact. She swirled her wet muscle sweetly around his over sensitised head few times before hungrily descending further, feeling him bounce off the back of her throat and sucking back the need to gag. She got to work this way now, head bouncing enthusiastically up and down, all the time making enthusiastic slurping sounds and emitting little gasps of happiness.<br><br>With her gripping hand she continued to hold his shaft and balls, pulling and squeezing occasionally, while her free hand she slipped up his stomach and chest and pinched and caressed a nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 19:53:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whatever reply Chris had been intending to make, Kate's mouth silenced it, a wordless moan of pleasure coming instead. His hand tightened around hers on his chest, squeezing it. His other hand reached down as far as he could, reaching one of her breasts, and beginning to caress it, tweaking the nipple hard and erect in moments, and continuing to tease it as her mouth teased him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 21:13:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a few minutes Kate busied herself on taking Chris deep, purring at this new game, her gurgling sounds testimony to the fact that she was enjoying this probably more than he. And judging by his rigid body, fists clenching the bedclothes and funny gasping noises, that was quite a lot...<br><br>Then she moved around, she swung one knee over and pushed it between his, then swung the second one in, fitting herself between his legs by the simple expedient of just pushing his thighs wide. She knelt lower, resting her forearms on the tops of his inner thighs, holding him wide open with some force.<br><br>There was one more little trick she wanted to try before she enjoyed the main course...<br><br>She lapped back up around his head again, stopping the deep throat work and spent a moment or two just lapping at him enjoying the tang of his fluid and the strong man scent of him, she breathed in deep through her nose... hmm... heavenly.<br><br>Then she did it. Her tongue piercing was a usual bar shape. On the underside it had a round ball bead, nothing unusual there. The upper stud though was different, it was a conical shape with a blunt point. She'd chosen this item of jewellery with one specific purpose in mind, and tonight was actually the very first chance she'd had to use it. Holding Chris' tree firmly in both hands, his foreskin pulled well back she ran her tongue up his cleft a few times, enjoyng the salty fluid seeping out. Then she stopped and positioned her tongue over exactly the one place she could do this... she pressed the blunt tip of the conical stud against Chris' urethra, letting it slip back and forth into the tiny divide, pushing it in and scouring that most sensitive part of the penis, just the inside walls of the urethral channel itself. She listened carefully to her lover, waiting to see if he objected. It was possible that he'd have no idea what she was doing specifically, the pleasure points were so sensitive all around here that Chris might just feel one continuous buzz of pleasure, but she wanted to make sure, what she was about to do was a pretty unusual piece of foreplay... and once she pushed in that final step she knew he'd notice, the sensation would be quite unusual...&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 23:25:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could hear Chris's breathing growing louder as she worked on him, half vocalised noises coming from his throat, what might have been him trying to say something, or just just expressions of pleasure.<br><br>When the piercing was brought into play, the only thing that kept him on the bed was Kate's weight across his legs. When he was capable of coherent speech, he managed to gasp out "Hey, stop, whoa, c'mon, pleeeeeease.", or something along those lines. It seemed to be trying to come out all in one breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 23:50:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hey, stop, whoa, c'mon, pleeeeeease."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate was rarely a naughty girl, in the office she was good at her job, quiet and obedient, getting on with doing what she was told. But tonight she didn't want to do what she was told - or even begged to do, she wanted to try this.<br><br>So... she did. Pressing her tongue over his end she pushed the little conical stud into the opening, forcing him wide and feeling his oh-so-tender flesh give so that the opening closed around the base of the stud, around the bar.<br><br>Then looking up with some difficulty towards his face, she began to wiggle her tongue.<br><br><em>Come if you want, I don't mind, exploding now with your tip plugged would be... interesting.</em><br><br>She had no idea what would happen, she guessed his spurt would come out anyway since a young man like him would erupt with some force, it'd still fill her mouth, but she wondered what the extra pressure would feel like for him, inside the tube.<br><br>She didn't mind, she planned to only give him a minute or so of this in case it caused soreness. He'd come hard twice tonight, though that was over an hour ago now. He might.. or he might not...<br><br>She'd either get to enjoy her ride tonight or in the morning, she didn't mind which.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-07-2008, 02:23:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's response to the stud was a long drawn out noise which sounded like "Gaaaaaaaa". His hands tightened around Kate's head, tangling in her hair, trying to move her at least a little, but <em>carefully.</em><br><br>"Kate, please, enough." he gasped, "Gonna cum in a min." His breathing was ragged, and she could feel him swelling in her mouth, almost at the peak.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>12-07-2008, 14:50:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Kate, please, enough."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> She smiled at the sounds he made. It was lovely to be at a man's mercy and be made to do things for him, to be made to ask in a whining, desperate way for release, but on the other hand having a man in her power was just as good, having a man so big, so strong, so muscular beg her to stop... such a good buzz...<br><br>She was too busy and enjoying herself too much to take much notice of his pleading but the firm hand in her hair holding her still reminded her that Chris needed something. Well he needed it a certain way and not this way, much as it pleased her to receive a man in her mouth, tasting and swallowing his life force, an act that gave her greater pleasure than her partner usually received she thought, she decided that there was one thing she liked better.<br><br>Cock.<br><br>Inside her.<br><br>She liked it both ways, front or rear, but ultimately, there really was only one place for a man to be...<br><br><em>Hmm, yeah…</em><br><br>Moving gently she lifted herself off him, the tongue stud drifting free from its pink tender furrow. She checked him to make sure the sensitive skin wasn’t abraded and gently licked him once or twice then planted a loving goodbye kiss on the very tip of what was, after a man’s eyes probably her favourite part of the male anatomy. Smiling like a hungry cat she lifted her head, allowing Chris his fingers still wrapped in her hair to pull her partly up.<br><br><strong>“Sorry my sweet, I got a little carried away there. You won’t know of course but you taste fantastic.”</strong> She knelt up on all fours, letting go of him and pushing his spread thighs together a little and straddling hers either side of his hips crawled up his body. Reaching his face she dipped down and kissed him, opening and offering her tongue, the taste of him still on her lips…<br><br>Then she drew away and with a smile checked the geography behind her. <strong>“How would you like me? Facing you? Or do you want to see my rear?”<br><br>“Boobs or bum? Your choice Mr. Sheridan.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-07-2008, 02:44:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nodded at her words, his breathing starting to slow again.&nbsp; "Yeah, no problem, you just took me a bit by surprise there," He chuckled, looking at her, and gave his head a slight shake. "I guess tonight's just been chock full of surprises, huh?"<br><br>He ran his hands slowly up her thighs as she asked 'boobs or bum'. "I think I like this view best. Of course, odds are good I'll be seeing the rest again, maybe in the morning, hmm?" He let his hands down, raising himself up onto his elbows, then sitting up fully. <br><br>"There are advantages to having you facing me, wouldn't you say?" He slid his hands around her sides, lowering his head to kiss the side of her throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-07-2008, 22:33:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"There are advantages to having you facing me, wouldn't you say?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“I’m not so sure… convince me,”</strong> she teased, tilting her neck to the side more, giving him better access to her flesh.<br><br>Chris kissed her neck for a while, sucking, licking, giving little bites. Kate moaned in response, the low rumble in her throat detectable by his busy lips.<br><br><strong>“Just a minute… I forgot something…”</strong> Checking again behind her and placing one hand on his shoulder to keep steady, Kate shuffled backwards a little. Reaching back with one hand and finding him, she held his hardness upright by it’s root as she raised herself up, spreading her thighs as wide as she could. She looked at Chris steadily, never breaking his gaze.<br><br>She sank down, slow…. Very slowly. There were lots of things about lovemaking that Katherine Weston liked, the obvious bits like foreplay and deep, deep urgent kissing and screaming her head off as the world turned to nothing inside her. There was another thing she especially liked, and this was it: having a man enter her for the first time – not the first time ever but the first time in, say, an evening. Penetration, the first entry. It was a pleasure unique to women, men had their own sensations at this time she guessed but to Kate the act of letting a man enter her body was truly beautiful, even religious, a completely female experience. She felt his end at her entrance, felt that first tingling presence. She had aimed well, he was exactly on target and she was very wet. The feeling of her folds parting, her body spreading and accepting the hot hard intruder, everything so slick and needy, was…. mmmm… her favourite. Eyes wide, watching him, she withdrew the hand from his shoulder and placed them both on her buttocks, pulling herself wide apart, stretching herself, sinking further down she enjoyed the feel of him going in, deep, deeper. His hands were still on her waist, guiding her as she descended revelling in the joy of penetration, stretching, being <em>had</em>. Kate’s rear contacted Chris’ thighs and with a delighted sigh she wiggled herself fully down, her eyes closing involuntarily in happiness as she felt him fully embedded in her slippery tightness. She even felt that dull bruising sensation as the head of his penis briefly pressed against her cervix. For a second she kept quite still, biting her lip a little, eyes shut, dealing with the slight discomfort of him being so deep, then opening them again she regarded him seriously and moving forwards once more cupped his face in her palms, kissing him deeply, urgently, her tongue exploring. With her vaginal muscles she applied pressure, gripping him and squeezing, once, twice, three times, before relaxing and breaking the kiss and resting her hands on her thighs.<br><br><strong>“Hmmm, God-dd, yessss, that was something else I’ve wanted to do to you for a long time.”<br><br>“Right, discussion over. You convinced me, Now…”</strong> her wicked smile returned, <strong>“Fuck me.”</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 19:14:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris leaned back as Kate slowly slid herself down on him, his eyes closing at the feelings that she sent through his body, a soft moan coming from his lips. "Yessssss." His hands on her waist helped guide her down, til her body was pressed tight against his, and he could feel the slick dampness spreading between the two of them.<br><br>Eyes still closed, the kiss took him a little by surprise, but he returned it eagerly, gasping into her mouth as he felt her body tightening around him.<br><br>“Hmmm, God-dd, yessss, that was something else I’ve wanted to do to you for a long time.”<br><br><em>You and me both.</em> he thought, smiling at her.<br><br>“Right, discussion over. You convinced me, Now…” her wicked smile returned, “Fuck me.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"That's right, make me do all the hard work." he said, teasingly, lying back down on the bed, and beginning to slowly thrust up and down. His body reminded him of just how close Kate had brought him before, and he wanted to enjoy more than 30 seconds of this before he came again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 20:11:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lay down and began to move inside her.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"That's right, make me do all the hard work."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong> “Hn, well,”</strong> she answered, her voice heavy and breathy, <strong> “I think you can afford it.”<br><br>“Hm, that’s good, yeah…”</strong><br><br>He didn’t thrust at first but just bucked his hips a little, for her part Kate splayed her open palms on his chest and using them as a slight lever just rocked back and forth, bending his penis inside her, making it press backwards and forwards rather than up and down. Her movements at first slow and firm and the pleasure not yet building so steeply that she closed her eyes. She watched him a moment, lying back enjoying it.<br><br>It did feel good, incredibly good, his searing heat and hardness in her where she needed it, that basic female instinct, so primitive, to be filled… she closed her eyes and bit her lip and began to rock back and forth a little harder, her small breasts swaying.<br><br><strong>“Hm – hm – hm – hm - hm”</strong> each move making her hum happily with the lovely sensation. It had been two months since Steve had moved out, and they’d not made love for three weeks prior to that <em>why am I counting?!</em> so she’d not enjoyed this for twelve weeks or more… and God was it good to be back! 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 01:39:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris had intended to take things slowly, but feeling Kate around him, that resolve was fading fast. His hands tightened on her waist as she moved, and a sound of deep satisfaction came from his throat. "Feels so good." he murmured, opening his eyes and looking at her.<br><br>He shifted position slightly, falling into a rhythm with her, pressing himself in, deeper, harder, tightening his grip on her waist, starting to unconsciously move her as he wanted.<br><br>"That's it." he murmured, "Keep going like that. Let me feel you going down hard. Wanna make you scream." His words were starting to become a little taut, his chest rising and falling more rapidly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 22:32:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Feels so good."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> He had this cute knack of saying the dumbest things sometimes, but right now Kate was feeling very forgiving, she could have shot some wisecrack back at him but instead said nothing, the big smile on her face was her agreement to his superfluous statement. <em>Damn right it does</em>.<br><br>He began to move under her, his hips sliding back and forth so that at his deepest point his pushes sent him deeper still, the angle of him inside her becoming sharper, his stiff length distorting the walls of her slick belly more and more firmly.<br><br>She continued to grunt with each push, eyes still open, watching his expression, a big Cheshire cat grin on her face.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"That's it, keep going like that. Let me feel you going down hard. Wanna make you scream."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Kate began to speed up, and jerk her hips back and forth more sharply, faster, <strong>“Chris, yes, harder, so gooood!”</strong> Chris no longer had the monopoly on stating the bleeding obvious.<br><br><strong>“Uhn, yes, yes, yes, yes, yeah…!”</strong> A little gasp with each stroke... Kate lay forwards, sliding her palms up his chest to his shoulders, she lowered her face to his and kissed him, her breath coming in needy snorts down her nose as she opened her mouth and invited his tongue in. Laying forwards like this her belly pressed down on his pubic bone and best of all her clitoris piercing with its hard bead was pushed tight against her tender little nub. She moaned in delight as the sharp sensations began to send her in that special direction, her hips now flicking back and forth eagerly, faster and more urgently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-07-2008, 03:20:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris had tried to hold on as long as he could, but Kate's talented tongue had brought him too close to hold on for long. He shuddered, hips lifting off the bed to drive himself deep into her as he came, his arms wrapping around her to hold her tight against him. He managed a gasp of "Oh yessssssssss." before half collapsing back against the bed, breathing heavily, eyes closed, and an expression of pleasure on his face.<br><br>He ran his fingers through his hair, leaving them lying flat against the pillow, and looked up at Kate. "Wow." he said happily, smiling at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>19-07-2008, 11:20:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly as she was just getting going and beginning to enjoy what she hoped would be a nice long ride, Chris having come twice already earlier, she felt him tense and quiver and without warning cry out and gush inside her. She lay on him, hugging and kissing him, and clenched her muscles to give him as much enjoyment as she could, milking him, squeezing.<br><br>Then he was still, and gasping and breathing heavily under her. She lay still too, her face in the crook of his neck. <strong>“That sounded good.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 02:10:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm, yeah, real good." he murmured, shifting slightly underneath her, getting more comfortable. He exhaled a long breath which caused her hair to rise and fall, and he brushed away a few errant strands that were ticking his nose. "I don't think I've experienced anything like that in .." he paused for a moment "Pretty much ever, I think. That stud is something else. Especially with a rather talented tongue behind it as well." he added, running his hand down her back, onto her ass, and giving it a little squeeze.<br><br>"I nearly came just before you stopped, and you had me that worked up I couldn't hold on long." he added. He glanced across at Gina, who somehow had slept through the whole thing. "Man, someone is a sound sleeper, huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 20:27:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate snuggled down on his chest and drew circles on one of his pecs with a fingertip, she lay her cheek on him, her head sideways. She’d wanted to come again but it didn’t matter. In the morning maybe. It was good for the ego to hear she could please a man so much, so it wasn’t all bad news.<br><br>When he talked when she lay like this his voice boomed in his chest. It was nice.<br><br>She listened to him talking and found she was tired and drifting towards sleep.<br><br><strong>“I’m tired? Are you? I like having you inside me though, like this. If I’m not too heavy can we sleep this way? If you get hard again, just take advantage of the facilities, I won’t mind if you wake me.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 01:10:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm feeling pretty shattered." he said, nodding. "I think you two about wore me out." he added, smiling at her. He laid his hand in the small of her back, and wriggled slightly into the mattress.<br><br>"You're not too heavy, not right now at least. No idea how I'll be later. I do tend to move a bit when I'm trying to sleep somewhat strange. Have done since I was a kid. Still, we can give it a try and see how it goes."<br><br>"Not sure I'll be fit for anything else before the morning. I do need some rest if I'm going to keep up with you." He chuckled softly, reaching a hand up to stroke her hair. "So .. what you feel like doing tomorrow. I think there's an Ann Summers fairly close to here. Want to go on a shopping spree? I can think of a few things I'd like to see you wearing ... for a short time at least."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 01:33:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Ann Summers...? I think you can afford better than that trash. There's that very nice boutique called 'Satin and Silk' in town. You've probably never been in there, though... hmmm... knowing you, Chris you might have. <em>Beautiful</em> things, simply <em>gorgeous</em>, everything you cold ask for in lingerie and hosiery. Some lovely gowns too... not that I'm guessing you want me wearing those."<br><br>"And don't worry about rolling me off you, I'm sure you won't let me go far..."</strong><br><br>Kate closed her eyes and savoured the feel of him still inside her - just - and of his seed draining down. It might be icky later but right now it was a nice feeling. She closed her eyes... she could drift off right now... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 01:43:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, lingerie .." he paused, as a yawn forced it's way from between his lips. "Sorry .. lingerie isn't really my area of expertise, you know. I'd bow before your obviously superior knowledge, but that'd mean having to move, and I'm quite comfy here. But that sounds good to me. I can soap you up in the shower, we get some food, and then you can show me all these wonderfull places where I can mentally dress, undress and ogle to my heart's content, right?"<br><br>His last words came out strained, thanks to another yawn, and he made a slight annoyed noise. "Damn, I can hardly seem to keep my eyes open right now." he said, settling back as he shifted the pillow slightly to a more comfortable spot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 15:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, lingerie... Sorry... lingerie isn't really my area of expertise, you know..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Well,"</strong> Kate murmured sleepily, interrupting him, <strong>"I'll make you an expert. I'll buy lots and wear it on its own, when I come round your house and show you all the nice things a woman can wear... hm? You'd like that I'm guessing?"</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'd bow before your obviously superior knowledge, but that'd mean having to move, and I'm quite comfy here. But that sounds good to me. I can soap you up in the shower, we get some food, and then you can show me all these wonderfull places where I can mentally dress, undress and ogle to my heart's content, right?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Right. Soaping sounds good... but right now..."</strong> she paused, almost fading away. She adjusted her position, her legs were still spread around his hips and she could feel him still inside her. She squeezed her vaginal muscles a little, gripping him. If she could tease him a tiny bit, keep him partly hard inside her, they could sleep like this. She put her arms around him and snuggled her head down on his chest enjoying the male scent of him. She kissed his chest lightly and purred contentedly, <strong>"Right now... no soaping... right now... mmmm... sleepies. Katy need sleepies..."</strong><br><br>Chris said something else but Kate hardly heard him.<br><br>Happy and warm and contented like only a well-fucked millionairess with a lovely cock still inside her as she drifts off, can feel, she faded away into a deep sleep, a sleep filled with sexy dreams...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>29-07-2008, 01:27:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, sleep good." murmured Chris, yet another yawn forcing its way past his jaws. His hand rose to stroke Kate's hair, and he smiled at her, hearing her breathing change pattern as she dozed off. <br><br>"I think I could get used to this." he said quietly, looking at the two girls curled up with him. Gina chose that moment to roll over, turning around to press up against his side. He slid an arm under her head, and she muttered something in her sleep as she wriggled into a more comfortable position.<br><br>Chris closed his eyes, letting his own breathing slow and deepen, and waited for sleep to carry him away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>The Offer: Chapter 2 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 01:17:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;&lt;OOC - This is skipping ahead a couple of months from where the last scene left off. We're also switching to try a first person writing style, to see how that works.&gt;&gt;<br><br>"Waiting around airports is the worst part of travelling." I said, stretching back in the chair and meeting Kate's gaze, "But at least if we have to wait, we're doing it in comfort." The wave of my hand took in the first class lounge, set aside from the rest of the waiting area, and shielded by frosted glass. "This sure beats those semi comfortable seats they have out there. Not to mention the executive bathroom, bar, restaurant and all that other good stuff." I added.<br><br>"I was doing a little websurfing last night, and get this. The plane actually has 2 showers on it. Can you believe that? Showers on a long haul flight ... as if the cabins weren't enough." I chuckled. "Not a lot of water mind you. I think you only get like five minutes a person in it, but maybe they're big enough for two." I added, lowering my voice. "Or three. For the prices we're paying, I think they'll cut us plenty of slack."<br><br>The only other person in here presently was a older looking guy with salt and pepper hair, tapping industriously away on the keyboard of his laptop. <em>Probably porn surfing.</em> I thought, grinning. <br><br>"And the food ... a choice of something like 25 dishes, served whenever you want it. You just tell the hostesses what you want and when, and they bring it right along. Is that cool, or what?"<br><br>I glanced at my watch. "About an hour til take off, so we'll probably be boarding in about 30 minutes .. maybe a bit less." <em>I wonder where she is ... </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer: Chapter 2 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 02:30:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate's dress: a tulle hem shirt dress, fully buttoned front, full loose skirt, a little shorter than this so just above the knee. Her underwear is white, the seamed hose skintone, her four inch stiletto heels silver grey to match the dress.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/KateDressFront.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/KateDressRear.jpg) (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Midi_bra_black_embroidery_2.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Waiting around airports is the worst part of travelling."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Depends who you're with.</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"This sure beats those semi comfortable seats they have out there. Not to mention the executive bathroom, bar, restaurant and all that other good stuff."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I glanced up from my magazine, <strong>"There you go again. Booze. Food. 'Other stuff'. Whatever 'other stuff' is. Things that need batteries I don't doubt."</strong> I went back to my reading, or rather, just flicking.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I was doing a little websurfing last night, and get this. The plane actually has 2 showers on it. Can you believe that? Showers on a long haul flight ... as if the cabins weren't enough."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I rolled my eyes, <strong>"I think I've shacked up with a pervert..."</strong> I muttered under my breath, not looking up, <strong>"Why do I not think for one minute that you're feeling a need to get clean?"</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Not a lot of water mind you. I think you only get like five minutes a person in it, but maybe they're big enough for two."<br><br>"Or three. For the prices we're paying, I think they'll cut us plenty of slack."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I looked up again, <strong>"Why would we need three? You're not still harbouring that three-way-mile-high fantasy of yours are you? And anyway, five minutes isn't enough for me. I need twice that long just to hose out my... well, you know. It's not enough water for even the essentials."</strong> I smiled a small smile at him, he'd know what I meant.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"And the food ... a choice of something like 25 dishes, served whenever you want it. You just tell the hostesses what you want and when, and they bring it right along. Is that cool, or what?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I slapped the magazine down in exasperation, <strong>"Oh my God! Food! Food! Money! Drink! Sex! Underwear! Anyone'd think it was the reason I moved in with you..."</strong><br><br>I threw my magazine at him, grinning in good-humoured frustration, <strong>"Just shut up and read that, remind yourself about <em>my</em> needs for once my sweet."</strong> It flopped open at a page I'd been studying...<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/Anal54edit2_500.jpg)<br><br>I stood up and walked over to the big picture window to watch one of the new huge A380s landing. <strong>"That's what we're flying on isn't it, Chris?"</strong> I asked him. As I turned I saw our only companion in the VIP lounge, a grey haired gent was using a laptop. He was looking at porn. <em>Dammit, is every male on the planet obsessed with it?</em> I walked back to Chris and as I went by the old guy I muttered, <strong>"Nice shot of the Alsation."</strong> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 05:45:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather:<br>Age: 18<br>Occupation: college freshman<br>Hair: Blonde<br>Height: 5’2”<br>Build: medium with small breasts 115lbs, full B cup.<br>Eyes: Pale blue with green flecks, appear to change at times.<br>She is longing for sexual exploration,<br>having signed on as a submissive "partner" on a whim, she is now looking forward to cramming the socializing she missed in her first term at college.<br><br>Heather found college to be a lot of running back and forth from class to class, trying to organize her schedules and make as many deadlines as possible. She never managed to get herself organized and often turned her reports in a day or so late. She was mystified how everyone else seemed to manage and know where the next party was going to be. Her roomate was her only salvation. Kerry took her to a frat party one night, and Heather made up for lost time. Playing a drinking game, she was one of the first to over-do it. One of the guys was an avid techie, and the gang soon found themselves huddled around his computer. Talk went straight to sex and he found hit after hit of adult web sites. They trolled bondage and sex toy sites and each began discussing their fantasies. Heather giggled as Kerry told how she fantasizes about being a mistress and one of the guys immediately volunteered to be her “first” pet.<br><br>Heather said she often fantasized about being very submissive. Her idea of sexy, she told them, was to be owned, objectified and dominated. Her face pinked as she talked about it, either a flush from the alcohol or a blush from telling her intimate desires. A few of the people huddling around the computer said they had similar fantasies. They searched some sites and found a fantasy tourism site where you could register as a willing sub and be taken or vacation or you could register to “shop” for travel-mates. Heather and Tim, both put their information on the site, not really expecting anything to come of it.<br><br>Now, two months later, and with Winter holidays upon them, Heather remembered the night as she packed for the trip. She had asked for a “gentle” master as she also checked the “first-timer” box. It was only days before Chris had contacted her and extended the invitation to join him on a holiday. She didn’t tell anyone from school, but the idea excited her and the communications she had with Chris really gave her the impression that he was experienced and would take her lack of experience into consideration. She would never be able to travel with her current finances, she had no one to spend break with and had not really been able to break into the social scene at school, finding her course work kept her too busy. She threw her bags into the trunk of her older beater of a car and parked at the airport. She left her bags with the airline as she was instructed and dressed in the outfit Chris had sent her by post, slipping into the gate ladies’ room to change. She had to admit, she felt very sexy as she left the ladies’ room and headed to the gate security. She had no idea who or what to expect, but gathered Chris would find her in the attire he had selected as her travel clothes. She nervously fingered the cloth and passed through inspection when it was her turn.<br><br>(http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/2921/bounty2jo1.th.png) (http://img130.imageshack.us/my.php?image=bounty2jo1.png)<br><br><br>I look at the small slip of paper in my hand and search for the first class lounge. I push meekly through the door and check the paper again; not for any information it will hold to guide me through this part of my journey but to give the impression of busy-ness. My breath catches as I try to contain my nervous energy. I am hoping they will find me and I will not have to ask around the lounge. Looking up I see the attractive couple that I know must be Chris and a companion. For the first time I consider that I am not the only guest he has brought along. I walk over to them, certain that this must be Chris with this woman. "You must be..." I fumble over my words, nervous and excited. <br><br>"I'm Heather" introducing myself.&nbsp; Feeling nervous, I speak mostly to the woman seated with Chris, worried that she will be upset that I have joined them on their trip. I brought the, uh, pictures. Chris told me to take pictures as I, uh, got dressed for the flight."<br><br><br><br>(http://img56.imageshack.us/img56/6580/081401404749ltp5.th.jpg) (http://img56.imageshack.us/my.php?image=081401404749ltp5.jpg)<br><br>Handing them to the attractive woman with him, I bite my manicure as she shuffles through the pictures.<br><br>(http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/3333/050356403599lvc9.th.jpg) (http://img102.imageshack.us/my.php?image=050356403599lvc9.jpg)<br><br><br><br><br>She shows them to Chris as I wait, placing one carryon bag beside my feet.<br><br>(http://img122.imageshack.us/img122/4114/ph0202dancerposterswf0.th.jpg) (http://img122.imageshack.us/my.php?image=ph0202dancerposterswf0.jpg)<br><br>(http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/941/escf0089jq5.th.jpg) (http://img90.imageshack.us/my.php?image=escf0089jq5.jpg)<br><br>(http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/7263/dscf0099wt6.th.jpg) (http://img90.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dscf0099wt6.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 21:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting back down beside Chris I chatted away but looked up at the movement of a girl coming into the VIP lounge. She was blonde, petite and pretty and though dressed rather tartily seemed a little awkward, as though she’d rather not be dressed that way. A little shy and nervous perhaps. Catching Chris’ eye, I nodded in her direction. <br><br><strong>“You’re in luck, Chris, looks like your in-flight entertainment has arrived,”</strong> I joked watching her but then paid more attention when she glanced over at us and made her way across. She stopped and seeming even more nervous began speaking.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You must be..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Surprised?</em> I blinked.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm Heather," <em>she said to me,</em> "I brought the, uh, pictures. Chris told me to take pictures as I, uh, got dressed for the flight."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I automatically took the set of Polaroids she offered. They had that tacky fresh feel to them, straight out of the camera. <em>Who still used Polaroids these days?</em> Girls who got changed at the last minute in airports and took photos of themselves when instructed to, it seemed. I flicked through the images, stopping at the ones of a white basque and lace top stockings. It was another automatic reaction I could not resist to glance down at her legs as if I had x-ray eyes.<br><br>I stood up and found myself an inch or two taller than the young woman. Still watching her but not speaking to her I handed the pictures to him, <strong>“Is there something you want to tell me Chris? Have you gone and made another offer?”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 01:10:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smiled reassuringly at Heather as she handed over the pictures. I could see Kate's gaze flicking to her legs as she looked at the pictures and handed them over. I took them and slowly looked over each, looking at Heather after each one, mentally comparing the image with what stood before me. <em>I'm going to enjoy peeling that dress off you.</em> I thought, letting my own gaze linger on her legs, and slowly climb to her face.<br><br>I patted the seat beside me, then turned to Kate. "Yep, I did. That stuff we've been talking about, well, I did a little more searching of my own. I found Heather, and I liked what I saw. I think you'll like her too." I turned to give her a smile before turning back to Kate. "Now, given she's in her first year at college, she's not going to be able to afford to travel to exotic places on a students funding. You remember what that was like .. it wasn't that long ago for us. So yeah ... I decided she should come along with us, and get some experiences she wants, and a holiday she can fondly remember for years to come."<br><br>I turned to Heather, pitching my voice low enough that the other traveller couldn't hear us, though after Kate's little comment he seems to have found the far end of the room much more to his liking. I made a little gesture with my hand, indicating Heather should move in front of me, next to Kate.<br><br>"Heather. On your knees, and tell Kate what it is you want from us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 16:11:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I knelt before the couple and fumbled nervously with my fingers, looking down at my hands as I tried to collect my thoughts into a rational description of how I came to be here and what I expected from the experience. My mouth went dry from the nervousness I felt and I swallowed hard. I looked up at the beautiful young woman, glancing briefly at Chris. “Um...I...well.” I collected myself and began again. “I’ve never done anything like this so I don’t know what to expect, I…” I looked back down at my hands then turned to look up into Kate’s eyes, they seemed dappled with colors I’d expect to see in the Mediterranean Sea or the Gulf of Mexico. I thought about the places I wanted to see and the things I’d like to do; how little of life I’d experienced. As I drifted in the sea of her eyes, I told them, “I’ve signed up for anything, really. I want...I want more. That’s really it, I want more out of life.”<br>(http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/8958/facewhitebj8.th.jpg)<br><br>&nbsp;(http://img216.imageshack.us/my.php?image=facewhitebj8.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 22:15:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I was surprised to see her drop to her knees at once in such a public place, her calves straight out behind her, her high heels… hm. She didn’t speak to Chris quite so much as me, she seemed to stare at me intently. I found her gaze quite disarming, rather too intense.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“I’ve signed up for anything, really. I want...I want more. That’s really it, I want more out of life.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“I think Chris and I can help you out there, Heather, though a weekend at Disneyland isn’t really our scene.”</strong> I smiled at her.<br><br>I walked around her. She really was a delightful little package, very nice legs, but then when Chris does the shopping what else should I expect. Standing behind her I said, <strong>“Heather, please relax. We won’t bite.”</strong> <em>Or rather, not yet.</em> <strong>“I’m going to ask you some questions. I would like you to answer them truthfully please and use your fullest imagination. How you answer might determine whether there are three seats taken in the cabin on that Airbus to Bali, or only two. Now, please, what’s your surname?”</strong><br><br>After she had answered I placed my hands lightly on her shoulders and asked, <strong>“Please describe your current perfect fantasy.”</strong><br><br>I waited again for her to answer, then, <strong>“Have you ever slept with a woman? If the answer is no, would you like to?”</strong><br><br>And finally when she had finished speaking and beginning to get a fuller understanding of the situation I asked her, <strong>“Please describe every single thing you are wearing. In detail.”</strong><br><br>I wanted to get an idea of how submissive she was and what the potential was here. After she had finished speaking I gestured to Chris indicating the ball was in his court again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 02:34:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> “I’m going to ask you some questions. I would like you to answer them truthfully please and use your fullest imagination. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in, exhaling slowly. It helped ease my anxiety. I felt less self-conscious kneeling before the couple with my eyes closed, even though I assumed that first class travelers probably got away with lots of things. As the woman, Kate I reminded myself, walked around me, I internally braced myself for what was to come.<br><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">How you answer might determine whether there are three seats taken in the cabin on that Airbus to Bali, or only two. Now, please, what’s your surname?” </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><br>”<strong>It’s Heywood. My full name is Heather Heywood.</strong>” I worked to slow my breathing. I kept my head forward as Kate circled me. It was she I felt I would need to please first to be taken with them on the trip. I listened to each step she took, unconsciously calculating when she would arrive to face me again. I lowered my head farther as Kate rounded me.<br><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">After she had answered I placed my hands lightly on her shoulders and asked, “Please describe your current perfect fantasy.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><br>My lips parted in a soft smile. I sighed heavily, still keeping my eyes tightly closed. “<strong>That’s simple</strong>,” I said. “<strong>I submitted myself as a submissive eager to travel with a...firmer hand. That’s my fantasy, to be taken, ravished, and to own none of the blame. In my mind, I accept no responsibility for my actions; I only...obey</strong>.” I opened my eyes to gauge the reaction of my “interrogator” and already I was feeling excited.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I waited again for her to answer, then, “Have you ever slept with a woman? If the answer is no, would you like to?”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><br>”<strong>No, I have not</strong>.” I stated frankly. “<strong>Would I like to?</strong>” I turned my face up to meet Kate’s gaze, feeling my hair drape down my back. “I<strong> want to do whatever pleases you both</strong>.” I could not help but smile as I studied the woman’s face. <br><br><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">And finally when she had finished speaking and beginning to get a fuller understanding of the situation I asked her, “Please describe every single thing you are wearing. In detail.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <br><br><br><br><br>I closed my eyes again, rewinding my memory to the moments when I had put on the basque, stockings, and garter; I was careful to place my panties over the straps of the garter. I did not want to have to take them off to expose myself. It occurred to me that it might be nice to leave them on longer than the panties. <br><br>I liked the stockings that came in the package from Chris. “<strong>I am wearing a white lace and satin basque, made in France and imported and sent to me by the gentleman who so obviously adores you, Kate. With that came a very small white satin and lace thong, that as I kneel here before you, I find does a poor job of retaining the proof of my excitement</strong>.” I flushed deeply both from embarrassment and the sensuality of my discussion with Kate. “<strong>I pulled the the garter elastics down and stretched the lace with some satin ribboning through it to the tops of my stockings. Attached to the lace and ribbon embellished straps are two stockings; one for each leg. Silky white, smooth stockings that cover and caress my legs with each step cover each leg and I hope will survive my kneeling. I’ve never worn unmentionables such as these</strong>.” Heather took another deep breath and continued, “<strong>I have slipped on a mere nothing of a white silk sheath dress that barely skims my ass and wouldn’t cover me well if I bent in any direction. I hope I have the opportunity to take them off for you so you can get a closer look</strong>.” Heather smiled. “<strong>As for the details, I will tell you that the lace of the basque around my breasts and at the tops of my thighs on the garters is a bit cutting and severe on my skin</strong>.” I kept my head down as Kate stood listening.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 22:35:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I sat back in the chair, watching the two girls interact. There was a touch of the 'two strange cats in a small room' going on, but I didn't think it would last. Heather wanted to be a sub, to please us ... everything she'd said and done had shown that. And from some of Kate's comments, I was thinking she had things she wanted to try to ... being the one doing the tying up, so to speak. Maybe not as much as I did, or maybe doing it with me had awakened her own desires to try. Hell, I never knew how much I wanted to til I started exploring. <br><br>"Those details sound fairly precise." I said, looking towards Kate and still speaking quietly. "Of course, we'll have to check and make sure, won't we?" I gave Heather a grin, letting my eyes roam slowly over her. <br><br>I leaned in close, my face barely inches from Heathers, and spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. "Are you getting wet Heather? Kneeling here, in public, knowing that we could command you to do anything, and you've sworn to obey? Does the thought excite you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 02:13:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>As Chris and Kate discussed my fit for their plans, I quietly knelt on the floor in front of them, gathering only an occasional glance from the others in the lounge. Chris confirmed my description of what I wore beneath the dress as those bits of lingerie that he had sent to me. He turned and murmured to Kate and I waited nervously to hear what they would decide. Chris took in my features, of both my face and my body lingering on my legs and felt excited to have their attention. <br><br>When Chris leaned into me to speak, I felt my heart - already racing - skip a beat. I was so nervous. His words were lascivious, and I found them shocking and exciting. I would have to release more of my inhibitions than I expected if I were to travel successfully with the couple. I turned my face up to Chris’ and answered, my voice barely a whisper, <strong>“I am wet. Yes, kneeling here in public,” </strong>my eyes glanced to each side, <strong>“I am excited. To serve you both, that I hope, will be all our pleasures.” </strong><br><br>I felt my face heat and knew that a deep flush must be filling it. I wanted to add how nervous I was, that I had no idea what to expect or if I thought I could please them both. I kept my worries to myself and struggled to keep my emotions in check. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 10:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather kept her head down as she spoke but after answering the first two of my questions she looked up at me, smiling.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“I want to do whatever pleases you both.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>How do you know?</em> But the hot eager way she looked up at me made my belly lurch, I felt the first stirrings of desire. Then as she described what she was wearing I began to feel my body react to the lust that was already growing inside me. I drew in several deep breaths and let the tingling in my mid-section increase, enjoying the sensation.<br><br>She went beyond describing what she was wearing, she included her feelings too. It looked like she was in a kind of turmoil, embarrassment appeared to mingle with excitement. She was really into this, very subby, much more so than I was a domme. I glanced up at Chris. Could I handle this trip? It would be interesting to try. I wondered how to play the role, tough or not-so-tough? I felt that it would take quite a lot to rattle Heather but what I was most concerned about centred around how Chris and I usually played together, it was pretty loving, pretty gentle mostly, yeah, we did some rougher play and I got tied up and spanked a fair bit (thank God) but it was all respectful stuff. Fairly light. Nothing too rough or too strong. I felt a small eager surge inside me, maybe I could be pretty rough on Heather? I became confident that it would excite me all the more too – more so that playing the gentle kind domme. I just needed Chris to confirm he would be okay with that.<br><br>When she responded to Chris and openly told us how wet and ready she was my insides lurched again. My own body began to do that very thing she told us hers was. That lovely need I feel, the need to let my hand drift down to my knee then caressing my skin, slide up, up my thigh, lifting my skirt with it, eventually tracing over stocking top to hot skin and to my core where I knew my bulge, inside my panties would be beginning to moisten, to open. My fingers twitched. <em>Not now. Not here. Later. We have a cabin booked. Hmn.</em><br><br>I looked down at our kneeling plaything again. <em>Plaything. Such a lovely word.</em> I noted there was one thing. <strong>“You did well Heather, thank you for answering my questions. Though sadly you made a mistake. I’ll save correcting you for it later. You forgot to describe your shoes.”</strong> My tone of voice clearly required that omission to be corrected.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 19:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>As I knelt, I felt a trickle of my excitement wind slowly down my inner thigh. I was torn between my desire to explore all of my imaginings with Chris and Kate and my apprehension that I would be on unfamiliar territory, far from home with two strangers. My sexual experiences were limited. I had only been with a couple of guys my own age, playing around, having some oral sex but not much more than that. No, I was committed, sex was constantly on my mind. So much so, that I often could not focus on what I was doing; I felt my grades were even suffering as a result. I knew I would not be satisfied if I did not dive into this with both feet, that I would always be wondering what would have happened and what it would have been like to have both of them caressing me, the feel of both of the mouths on my skin and what Kate would have tasted like. <br><br>I felt a shiver ripple through me and gooseflesh covered my body, the unexpected chill causing my nipples to stiffen painfully. I was beginning to get the feel of it. As Kate chided me for my omission, her promise of settling the score made me feel my body heat even more. The slight change in tone as she said the words, ‘your shoes’ with a lift in octave, let me know that despite the correction, she still wanted me to continue. <br><br>(http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/7079/downloadmid12529494anljdm4.th.jpg) (http://img530.imageshack.us/my.php?image=downloadmid12529494anljdm4.jpg)<br><br><br><strong>“My shoes are delicate and very pretty.”</strong> I turned to Chris and thanked him for them. It was interesting that a man could select attire that went so well together and had just the right combination of innocence and seduction. <strong>“They are strappy kitten sandals that leave much of foot looking bare while at the same time, wrap them in organza ribbon and ruffles making them look like tiny wrapped presents. The underside of the shoe is a blazing pink that riots of sexuality, making me think of tongues and pussies, in sharp contrast to the innocent appearance of the delicate ribbons on the top.”</strong> I waited, considered ending by calling her mistress, then decided that she would tell me how to address her, probably how to address them both. <br><br>I knelt and wondered how she would deal with my infraction. I kept my head slightly lowered and waited. My mind traveled back to the brief moment that Kate had rested her delicate hand on my bare shoulder. I was hungry for more. Her fingers were soft and as I closed my eyes, I tried to imagine how they would feel on my body. Would her touches be lighter and softer than the men I had been with or would they be harsh and punishing, as her suggestion of correction prompted me to consider. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 21:57:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather obediently and meekly described her shoes, in pornographic levels of detail. Standing behind her where she could not see me, I raised one eyebrow at Chris, <em>you picked a hot one here,</em> my look said.<br><br><strong>“Chris, I would like some girl-time alone with Heather. Do excuse us a moment.”</strong> I went round to one side where she could see me. <strong>“Get up. Come with me.”</strong><br><br>I went across the lounge, my heels clicking on the marbled floor to the ladies washroom. Going in I held the door for her, smiling as she followed. The ladies toilets, as befitting the VIP facilities of a world-class international airport were beautiful. You could eat your smoked salmon and pâté au foie gras off the marble surface of the washbasins. The lighting was bright but restrained, the room beautifully scented and smoke mirrored. Huge vases of lilac and yellow orchids stood on the sides. Down the left side was a row of sinks set into a marbled surround, each with a supply of free goodies in packets and bottles. Beside the large communal area to the right was a row of cubicles, of generous size and immaculately clean. At the far end through a glass door was a shower section of several small bathrooms, each one private.<br><br>But I wasn’t interested in those. An attendant in a crisp white dress and a small cap, something like cross between a maid and a nurse’s costume sat at a desk just inside the door. She smiled at us, clearly being paid to assist if necessary. <br><br><em>That could be useful.</em><br><br>She was Asiatic, perhaps Thai, about 30 I guessed, tinier than Heather and quite pretty. Though she beamed at me and nodded I ignored her.<br><br>I pointed at the floor in front of me, <strong>“Stand here,”</strong> I said, <strong>“Face that way,”</strong> I indicated the rear of the room facing the showers, her back would be towards the Thai. After Heather had done so I walked slowly around her again, enjoying the view.<br><br>The room had floor tiles which seemed to be pink polished marble, quite spectacularly pale pink and quite spectacularly polished. So much so that they very slightly reflected back. Not clearly, not like a mirror, that would be obscene (though fun), no, the reflection was subdued though there was some. Stopping behind her and staring at the floor I received what can only be described as one of the most gorgeous visions ever. I could faintly see reflected in the floor a view up her tiny skirt, her stocking tops and bare thighs, the start of the curve of her cute rear. I made a mental note to tell Chris that some kind of slightly mirror-effect flooring in a couple of rooms of our house might be an idea. The kitchen perhaps. I was sure he'd love to sit and stare at the floor as I cooked his dinner wearing my usual attire...<br><br>But enough of that, I had something I wanted to do.<br><br>I looked up at her back and head. I ran my fingers up her bare arm and along her shoulder, then to her neck, giving a small caress. I reached up, stroking an ear, then played with her hair running my fingers through it’s thick blonde weight, fluffing it and trailing a finger down a few curls. I ran my hand down to her shoulder blades then down her back onto her simple flowy-skirted but tiny white dress. I shook my head, Chris had never asked me to dress like this in public. If he had done, would I have agreed? I couldn’t answer that. The skirt was ridiculously short. Even standing upright you could just see the start of the lacy welts of her stockings and if she bent over she’d show everything. If she walked she’d show half of the deep stocking tops. And if it was a blowy day… I could already feel things happening down in my panties… Continuing down I could just feel her underwear beneath the material. My hand drifted down onto her bottom. Cupping her there and sliding my hand over her firm warm curves I felt the straps of her suspenders.<br><br>The huge wall length mirror over the washbasins was to our left and a second mirror was in front of us, floor to ceiling. To it’s right was the entrance to the shower rooms. I looked at our reflections and noted the reflection of the attendant in the background also watching us.<br><br><em>Let’s see what sort of girl has accepted Chris’ Offer…</em> I leaned in behind her ear, her perfume smelled wonderful, <strong>“Heather, you forgot to describe your shoes to me. I don't like to be disobeyed. So, I'm going to run you through a little exercise in obedience. Perhaps next time you won't omit anything. Now, take your dress off,”</strong> I said, loudly, loud enough for the attendant to hear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 04:20:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate circled behind me again as I knelt. My knees felt the floor acutely, so when Kate quipped for me to stand and follow her, I was more than ready. As I followed her, the seductive sashay of her hips beckoned me as well. Her ass looked toned and taught and I thought about what it would look like undressed, how it would feel under my fingertips. As she clattered before me in her heels, I decided I would wear higher heels more often, they titled her hips and jutted her small firm cheeks beautifully. <br><br>Yes, I thought to myself, whether or not I “passed” this inspection, I vowed I would be having a lot more sex. If I had to schedule it in my school planner, then I would. I thought of my school’s active bisexual social club. I’d really never understood it, but as I followed Kate’s hot looking form, I wondered if perhaps I might not be deciding soon to join their ranks. I know a small smile must have slipped onto my lips. When Kate held the Women’s Room door for me, I walked past her with as much poise as I could summon. Walking in the small kitten heels was getting easier and I wondered if Kate and I were the same shoe size. I’d love to try some of those outrageously sexy shoes she had on and imagined she must have a trove of sexy shoes. <br><br>The attendant was pleasant as we entered the VIP Ladies Lounge but Kate seemed not to notice her. I’d seen this before when I traveled with my father and his business associates; the “help” as some considered them were to remain as pleasant as possible but to the monied, they were invisible. She led me past the young woman and into an intermediary area of the lounge. She told me to face the shower, at the far end of the room and I immediately complied. As Kate began to run her hands over my body, I maintained a placid composure. These new sensations were more than exotic and pleasurable to me; I loved her gentle caresses. <br><br>My heart sank when she mentioned my earlier transgress; my failure to detail my shoes to her. I honestly felt as though I had disappointed her and it made me feel badly to think that she was not pleased with me. She clearly indicated that I had gained no favor with her and that I should understand I was clearly still being tested. She barked at me to remove my dress. She had no idea how attracted to her I was. I did not want to seem as eager as I was to have them take me on this trip. <br><br>When she commanded me, I complied. My hands shook very slightly as I drew my hands down to the hem of my short shift. Crossing my arms over my body, I grasped the hem of the thin, silky fabric and crossed them back over the other as I drew the dress up over my head. When I had pulled it over my head, I held it out to her. I did not turn my head to face her but simply handed the small bundle of fabric to her, my face still turned to the showers; proof of my total surrender to her command. I stood in the room, wearing the lingerie, that Chris had sent; basque with garters, scant panties, the stockings and shoes. I took a slight chance and asked her, <strong>“shall I call you mistress? Or would you have me address you in some other way?”</strong> I waited to see how she would receive this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 04:56:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once she had complied I looked her over. Lovely. I got my phone out and took a couple of photos of us, facing the mirror, me just beside and behind her, the attendant visible in the reflection.<br><br><strong>"Ma'am will do,"</strong> I said in response to her question, <strong>"And I'm not your laundry maid, just drop that on the floor."</strong><br><br>I moved away from her, continuing to look at each curve. My God Chris had chosen well.<br><br><strong>“Walk up and down the room. Walk like you want to have sex with me. Turn me on.”</strong> As she walked I took a movie clip.<br><br>After she had displayed herself to the attendant and I for a minute I said to her, <strong>“How far are you willing to go? If I told you to go out the door right now and walk across the lounge to Chris, would you do that? I don’t think that old man in the far corner would mind. But will you?”</strong><br><br>After she responded I said, <strong>“Well it doesn’t matter if you’d want to or not. I want you to. Go outside to him, tell him why you are doing it, kiss him and walk back.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 05:51:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Kate was harsh and I wasn’t sure if I was what they wanted yet; she gave nothing up. Still, I had never been in a true sub position before, I only felt that it was right for me and had never really experienced it. Clearly she had more experience in the sensual realm than I did. She directed me to call her m’am and told me not to expect her to take my dress. I know my face blushed at that. <br><br>I let the silky shift billow to the floor and without looking down, I could feel that it fell at my feet. She told me to walk for her and I did; letting my hips lead and my shoulders shift slightly back, I tried my best to communicate to her that I wanted to please her, to embrace her, smell her and feel her soft skin against my own. <br><br>I walked slowly and deliberately across the room, my face forward looking into space. I did not focus on anything but rather kept my face placid and my eyes away from her. As I walked back past her, I moved one hand over my breast and let it drift casually over my collar bone. I turned and faced her. She was really testing me. She told me to go back into the lounge and kiss Chris if I wanted to demonstrate my...obedience to her. <br><br>My breath caught at the thought. I inventoried the other passengers in the lounge. As their ‘guest’ any responsibility for my actions should be theirs, I wagered. Plus, the latitude given first class travelers helped me decide. I walked to the doors and pushed open the inner door of the lounge; I took a deep breath and committed myself to her will.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 11:44:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Heather paraded herself for my entertainment I could hardly contain myself. She looked gorgeous. She had quite plump legs for her height but in stockings and those cute flowery sandals they looked wonderful, beautifully waxed and shiny smooth, the bright light from the ceiling spots sent shimmers down her thighs and shins. As she passed me and walked away her delicious tanned rear wobbled, the rear strip of her thong covering nothing.<br><br><em>A bum made for smacking</em> I thought, my belly oozing moisture now at an alarming rate, my centre on fire. <em>God I want to fuck you.</em><br><br>As she opened the inner door to go out I called to her, <strong>“Stop. Come back.”</strong> When she had done so and was in front of me again I said, <strong>“Good girl. I’m impressed. But don’t think I’m being soft on you. Had you gone out we might have had an incident and been banned from the flight, and that would never do. But when we get to Bali, I won’t say stop… I’ll make you do things until it’s you who calls a stop because it’s too embarrassing, too humiliating. And when you do,”</strong> I smiled at her sweetly and ran a fingertip softly along her lips, <strong>“Then Katy will punish you.”</strong><br><br>I turned and hooked a finger to the attendant, beckoning her over. When she came across and all smiles, politely bobbed her head I took my handbag off my shoulder, opened it and took out my purse. I pulled out five notes; twenties. Fanning them out. Holding them up I said to the Thai girl, <strong>“This money is yours. All you have to do to earn it is kiss my slave here. Kiss her deeply and caress her between the legs. Get her hot. Make her moan.”<br><br>“But no directly touching her, just through her panties.”</strong><br><br>I leaned back on the washbasins and got my phone out again and as the pretty Thai girl with an obvious eager look in her eyes moved to earn her one hundred notes I began to take a second movie clip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:54:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>As I pushed open the inner room door, Kate called to me to stop. I immediately did, relieved that I would not have to walk outside dressed in such an obviously sexual manner. I turned and came a few steps back into the room. I was smiling as she told me she approved of my obedience, but concerned that she would continue to push until I reached my limit. I had reached it and exceeded already today, more than once. I felt a heat in my body when she informed me that it was an eventuality; she would find my cut point and punish me when I reached it. I began to understand what to expect and was filled with insatiable desire, longing for her body, and a thin ribbon of fear that began to rise in me. I wondered what ‘punish’ would mean to Kate. I knew that I would find out.<br><br>As I stood near the door, I was relieved that no other travelers came into the room. I had hoped to be getting dressed, I wanted to get to know Chris a little better before we left. Kate had only just given me the first sign that I would indeed be going with them. And Bali! My imaginings of the soft sand, warm island breezes, tropical beauty and crystal clear waters floated in my mind. Kate reached into her purse and pulled a large amount of cash from her bag. She addressed the attendant she had dismissed earlier. She offered the young woman the money to kiss me, and to play with my body. I was a bit stunned. The girl was small and delicate. She was really beautiful with long silky straight black her that skimmed the middle back of her uniform. Kate challenged the girl to make me moan. That gave me some control over how long she would be with me. Kate brought her phone up to take photos, I’d imagined, of the girl and I in an embrace. <br><br>The young woman approached me and lifted her soft tanned lips to mine. I hoped to hold her in an embrace, shielding her hands on me from view but the girl was clever. She wrapped left arm around my head and kissed me, her tongue moving expertly inside my mouth, rolling against my own tongue and stroking the insides of my mouth. As she did, she slid her right arm behind me and turned my hips toward Kate. Standing in front of her on an angle, she reached her hand between my legs from behind me. Kate had a wide open view of the girls bronze fingers as they moved over the white panties. She took two fingers and slide them up along the front of my panties, tracking the sides of my hardening nub. <br><br>She stroked her fingers up and down over the silky fabric, apply pressure each time she reached my swollen tip. I found it hard to keep my hips still as her arm and wrist trailed over my folds each time her fingers advanced. I began to feel a deep ache in my stomach and longed for pleasurable release. I had imagined that I could call off the action with a well-practiced moan but as the heat and desire mounted, I struggled to remain silent. My breathing grew faster, her fingers working me through the now drenched fabric of the panties and her tongue and lips devouring my own. <br><br>Unable to restrain it any longer, my hips pressed forward against her attentions, her thin delicate fingers and I moaned softly into the girl’s mouth. My body tensed and I wanted to pull her to the floor. With my legs slightly parted, I felt a gush of moisture between my legs that wet the girl’s arm. She could tell that I was about to crest and she stopped moving, her fingers like scissors on either side of my throbbing clit, she pressed them gently together, pinning it between her fingers.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 20:56:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I glanced towards the opening of the ladies room, but there was still nothing to be seen. <em>I wonder how their talk is going.</em> I thought. I'd seen the look in Kate's eyes before shes mentioned the girl talk. I smiled, thinking back a couple of months, and the last time she'd had to go for some girl talk.<br><br><em>So what're you doing in there Kate? Finding out what she likes? Telling her what I like? Or are you two setting up something special for when we're on the plane, or the island? Gonna be fun finding out either way.</em><br><br>My eyes flicked across the room to the large glass doors we'd be boarding through, and the two airline staff who were setting up at the desk. <em>I guess another five or ten minutes til they start boarding us.</em> I thought. <em>Looks like first class is going to be pretty empty.</em> I looked across the room to the older guy. He'd seen the women, but was still working away on his laptap. <em>Wonder if he's heading elsewhere then?</em> I thought. <em>If I was getting ready to board, I'd probably be shutting down and packing that away.</em><br><br>My own new laptop was in its case at my feet, a bleeding edge custom job from Alienware. Not that I figured I'd be using it much, but hey, you never knew when you might need to express order .. something. I smiled, chuckling softly, and turned to look at the door to the ladies room. Just what were they doing in there? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 21:03:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I filmed the Thai girl as she kissed Heather, the young woman may have been straight, or a lesbian, it didn’t matter, but it did seem she thought one hundred notes just to kiss and masturbate a pretty girl in a basque and stockings was a fair price. She went at her task with some enthusiasm and clearly some expertise as she held Heather’s arms behind her back with one hand that looped around and held her head and with the other masturbated the blonde from behind, scooping her hand and fingers up from between her legs and running her fingers up each side of Heather’s slit. This movement caused Heather to spread her legs wide and my eyes were glued to her bare thighs above her stockings and that delicious enticing white vee of wet satin that so sweetly bulged over her sex. God I so much wanted to get my face there, to kneel and join them, to taste her, to make her cry out. What would Heather’s taste be like? Salty and kelpy? Musky? Sharp and spicy? Sweet? <em>Ugh, God, I want you, you hot bitch, so much…</em> If only the young teen could know how close she was to breaking me, when it was supposed to be me breaking her. Yes, this would definitely be an interesting trip.<br><br>The Thai had to be at least bisexual, she knew what to do to draw this out as long as possible, avoiding Heather’s sensitive core and applying pressure with her two longest fingers to each side so that the satin of Heather’s panties was pushed against her lips and nub. My cameraphone movie might have come out a little shaky but I got a long general view of the two of them embracing while the slender tanned digits flickered up and down Heathers dripping gusset, followed by a close up of the kiss, the Thai’s tongue darting wetly and eagerly into Heather’s mouth, both of them holding their lips widely parted but not pressed tight together so that their coiling shining tongues were visible. Then I tracked the shot down over Heather’s heaving bosom to her crotch for a close up of her panties and the shining wet sea of lubrication that now coated them and her inner thighs. <em>Her dress will stain when she sits on the plane,</em> I thought wickedly knowing that when she got up from her seat in-flight and walked about everyone behind her would see that her body was melting.<br><br>What struck me the most was Heather’s eagerness. She’d never been with a woman she said, so this may even be her first experience of girl-girl sex. But she went at it like a true slut, tonguing the other woman with breathless eagerness and pushing her hips forwards to meet the maddening pressure of those rapidly slithering fingers. My God, Chris, you’re wonderful, how ever did you find her? And this is her first time? We are the first - no I am the first - to witness this incredibly sexy girl giving her body away to whoever wishes to use it.<br><br>I saw a blush appearing on Heathers décolletage, it crept up from the upper curves of her bosom to her throat and as it did so, bloomed also on her cheeks and ears. She began to make urgent thrusting motions with her hips then she released a gentle need-filled moan into the Thai’s mouth. At once her torturess ceased moving her fingers and she lifted her mouth away. I was able to capture that moment on film as a single glistening string of spit hung between their lips, it hung there drawn out and speaking volumes of these women’s sexuality before it grew too long and slender and broke.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>“Alright, that’s enough,”</strong> I closed my phone and moved a step forward, placing a hand on the Thai’s shoulder and pushing her back so contact was broken, <strong>“I said kiss her and play with her, not bring the bitch off. We can’t have people coming all over the place in public washrooms now can we? Here’s your money, now go away.”<br><br>“Oh. Wait,”</strong> I called her back, <strong>“Give me your right hand.”</strong> Silently the Thai lifted her palm to me. It glistened with Heathers fluid, long thick strings of it hung from the fingers. Taking it in both my hands and locking my eyes with Heathers I licked her juices off the hand, taking the fingers in turn between my bright red painted lips and with my wet tongue scouring away each strand and smear of her vaginal fluid. <em>Hn, spicy. Tangy. A hint of earthiness. Quite beautiful.</em><br><br>Smacking my lips, I took one of my business cards from my bag and gave it to the Thai, <strong>“I might wish to have you pleasure my slave again sometime. Call. Leave a message so I can contact you.”</strong><br><br>She went away, her silent demurely nodded bow being tainted by a superior smirk at Heather as she went. The smirk said, ‘I got a hundred pounds out of that. All you got was left sweetly hanging.’<br><br>To Heather I said, <strong>“Enough fun for now. Get dressed you little tart and follow me. And don’t wipe yourself. I want you to remain dripping wet.”</strong> While she was putting her dress back on and repairing her smudged lipstick I sent a text to Chris then bluetoothed the photos to him. I deliberately kept the two movies back, the one of Heather parading herself about like a common trollop, her cute bare arse wobbling provocatively and the much longer kissing scene. I thought he might wish to view them at his leisure on the laptop as in-flight entertainment.<br><br><em>Nice find,</em> I texted, <em>Gets the Kate seal of approval.</em><br><br>As we exited the ladies restroom I said casually over my shoulder, <strong>“I don’t think I formally introduced myself. I’m Kate Weston and I’ve decided I rather like you. Especially your flavour. Now give me your hand.”</strong> I led her back to Chris noticing that my own crotch was hot and sticky and my belly burned, the ache to be touched was strong. When we got to our seats I smiled and nodded at him. <strong>“Well, that was helpful.”</strong> I said cheerily, <strong>“It allowed us ladies to get to know each other a little better. Don’t you agree Heather?”</strong> I asked her giving her hand a friendly squeeze.<br><br>After Heather had answered, a boarding call was announced for our flight. <strong>“Shall we go?”</strong> I smiled cheerfully to them both, letting go of Heather’s hand and giving her bottom a proprietorial little pat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 03:11:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Just as I was cresting the wave of pleasure, the girl stopped and held me. Kate moved in with her phone and took some pictures as the girl held me, on the brink of orgasm. Flushed and panting, I watched as she took a picture on her fingers on my mound. Kate snapped at her to stop and I felt the heady sensation break. Kate took the girls hand and I wondered if she would let her continue, her own hand guiding the girl’s. Instead, she sucked the girls fingers, wet from my pussy, into her mouth. <br><br>It was erotic to watch another woman taste me, still she was doing it without touching me and the remote sampling of my taste was not lost on me. I understood now how Kate could punish me in a way I had not ever considered. She drew me in and made me want her. She brought me to the brink of passion without touching me. She denied me that pleasure. I felt as though I had been punched in the stomach; the ache nearly made me queasy. My stomach with so...congested feeling. I’d never felt such ache before. She gave the girl a contact card and admonished me to dress. I picked the thin white garment from the floor and slid it back over my body, smoothing it and checking the mirror. If I looked, I could see the tops of my thighs glisten with the quickly evaporating moisture. <br><br>She summoned me to follow her and I did at once, wondering if my moisture would dry into a whitish brine that others would see. They were wet and sticky and I could feel the top of the stockings had adsorbed some of my juices too. I was delighted when Kate told me she accepted me for the trip, finally introducing herself. I nodded, she knew my name and no other words seemed necessary; nor were they bidden. She told me she liked the way I tasted and it gave me a secret thrill to hear her say it. I know I smiled at her as I put my hand in hers, both small and delicate and it struck me again how different but pleasurable it was to be with a woman. <br><br>When we returned to the lounge, Chris was stowing his carry on items and Kate told him that we had acquainted ourselves in the lounge. I wondered if he really understood what she meant by that. As we prepared ourselves to depart, she touched my bottom in a way that let me know she was demonstrating her control over me, her dominance. It excited me and I knew I had no reason to worry that the stains on my thighs would dry any time soon. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 22:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Glad to see you two have hit it off." I said, smiling at them. "I was shutting my stuff off. No phones or laptops for the next while. I think they let you use the laptops once you're underway." <br><br>I stood up, slinging the carry on baggage over my shoulder, and getting out my passport and boarding pass. As I stood Kate had come close enough for me to get a good look at her. Her nipples were straining the fabric on her dress, hard as two little rocks. <em>So .. getting to know each other properly, eh?</em> I thought, letting a grin spread out over my face.<br><br>I stepped in, sliding my arm around her waist and pulling her tightly against me for a moment, lowering my lips to her ear. "Perky likes, eh?" I murmured, then kissed the side of her neck.<br><br>I released her again, stepping aside and turning to face the two girls. "Well, since they're letting us board first, we really shouldn't keep them waiting. Our tropical paradise awaits. Shall we?" I gestured towards the glass doors, and the walkway beyond.<br><br>The stewardesses were very polite, all smiles, something different to the last flight I'd taken (which was admittedly in Economy). Looking back, the older guy hadn't moved from his corner, so it seemed he was for a different flight after all. <em>Wonder if that means we're the only ones in First? I think the plane can only take a dozen or two in First max anyway.</em><br><br>More smiling stewardesses at the entrance to the plane itself, and a personal accompaniment to our cabin. <em>A guy could get used to this sort of thing.</em> I thought, enjoying the swishing hips ahead of me. I started a little at seeing the bar that sat at the rear of First, having forgotten about that particular fitting. I gave my head a slight shake, amused by it, and followed along to the cabin itself. <em>Home, sweet home, for the next , what 14 hours or so?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 23:39:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Perky likes, eh?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I grinned at him, <strong>"Hn-huh, Perky likes."</strong> I glanced down at my chest, the thin dress was studded out. Serves me right for wearing a platform bra I guess...<br><br><strong>"Oh, yes, once we get airborne and the warnings go out, check your texts,"</strong> I smiled at him, hugging Heather close with an arm round her waist.<br><br>We boarded. I took Heather's hand. Chris led us through the boarding gate, doing his man in charge thing (he does it so well) and then pulling her with me I sneaked us ahead of him. He and I only had one carry-on bag, we'd organised what we needed so well. He slung his laptop case over his shoulder and picked up Heather's bag in the other hand leaving me and our lovely new plaything to go on ahead. I put an extra wiggle in my hips whispering to her, <strong>"Walk like you want to be fucked. Make him horny to just look at you. Your skirt's so short, make it flip, show him what you have."</strong> I wondered if her wetness showed yet... I led her on board and followed the very sharp dressed pretty hostess into First Business Executive Capitalist Class or whatever it's called. I didn't see any other passengers at all, just a very high cabin-crew-to-us ratio which suited me fine. The place was just out of this world. I felt like I was on a luxurious huge cruise liner more than a plane. We got to our cabin and were shown in. It was set out with seats of course, apparently we needed to call one of the cabin crew to have it arranged for night time. Chris had negotiated specially to have a third seat fitted, at extra cost of course.<br><br>I led Heather in, <strong>"Take a seat there a minute while we get sorted out."</strong><br><br>I turned to Chris, <strong>"Shall we just relax for a while and chat until we get airborne?"</strong> I asked assuming he didn't want me and Heather to strip <em>just</em> yet...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 14:34:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>When we returned from the lounge, Chris was pleased to see us, particularly Kate, and directed us that it was time for us to board. He swept her into his arms in a very strong and masculine way and, looking over her body, spoke to her. I wondered if Kate was telling Chris why I had “passed.”<br><br>The moment I had been waiting for was arriving. After much testing and evaluation, I was finally going to begin my tropical (and erotic) holiday. Chris attended to our things and Kate took my hand, leading us ahead of him. She walked in sultry manner and directed me to do the same; lo she challenged me to turn him on with my walk, to demonstrate, as I had earlier under her watchful assessment, a “fuck me” gait that would entice and inflame him. It was simple enough to attempt, her hand in mine made me feel as though everyone knew I was her special “play thing” and the corrugated rubber flooring of the entrance ramp was uneven enough that my hips gyrated to keep my balance and my skirt followed my irregular gait, swaying wildly as I walked. <br><br>When we entered the First Class cabin, I was floored. We seemed to be the only passengers flying First Class and the accommodations were amazing. The roominess was the first thing that struck me. It was immaculate and several flight staff stood by attentive to us, waiting for us to board. I could see this trip would be something I’d never forget. Kate motioned for me to sit in a specific seat while she and Chris dealt with our travel specifics. I sat, smoothing my skirt as far beneath me as it would go and felt a shudder of recollection from the ladies lounge as the spreading moisture dampened my hand as I did so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 19:03:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shall we just relax for a while and chat until we get airborne?" Kate asked, as we settled into the cabin. <br><br>"Probably the best idea." I replied. "Less chance of them throwing us off if we wait til then." I added, grinning at the two women. Kate had gestured Heather to take the middle seat, and I had a fair idea why. "You want the window?" I asked, gesturing towards it. "I'm sure there'll be a great view once we get up." <em>Though I suspect you've already been checking out the sights, hmm?</em> I added, mentally.<br><br>I moved across the cabin, leaning against the screen on the wall in front of Heather. "You nervous?" I asked. "Or excited? Is this living up to your expectations?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 23:43:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Probably the best idea. Less chance of them throwing us off if we wait til then."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I took the window seat while Chris stowed the bags, almost to myself and not looking round I said, <strong>"What makes you think that what we'll be doing at thirty thousand feet <em>won't</em> get us thrown off?"</strong> I sat quietly and watched airport service vehicles trundle by though this view had superimposed on it my mind's eye view of Heathers trim, tight, bare little rear swaying across the first class washroom... I very much wanted to spank that lovely arse and hear her cries.<br><br>A thought came to me. <strong>"Oh, Heather, don't sit on your skirt, lift it so your bare bum is on the seat. And when you're sitting rest your hands behind your back please, folded, like you'd fold your arms in front."</strong> I didn't bother to check that she obeyed me, Chris was watching her. I continued to watch an imaginary bottom out of the window. <strong>"When it's time to take off Chris, I'll let you put her seatbelt on, I'm sure you're capable of strapping a young girl into a chair, hm?"</strong><br><br>I could just see his reflection in the plexiglass. I winked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 03:57:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I sat in the center seat, thinking about what lie ahead, especially seated between them. Chris seemed pretty unimpressed by the “journey” we were going to take. I figured he was pretty experienced and used to this sort of luxury. He stowed our bags and deferred to Kate with regard to me completely. I worried that he may not be as eager as I knew I was suspected Kate was. Their natural and casual manner with one another gave indication of how they were as a couple. They seemed like a good match. <em>Good</em>, I thought. <em>This is about the sex, not the drama</em>. I couldn’t have been luckier with the couple that selected me for the trip. I wondered if they had done this before, it seemed likely that they had. I looked forward to getting some conversation started between us; I didn’t know what to expect from Chris.<br><br>Kate told me to pull my skirt from beneath me so that my skin was in contact with the seat, my hands behind me. I reached behind myself and settled my skirt as she instructed, feeling the dampness on my skirt as I placed it behind me. I left my hands joined where they were, behind my back. Sitting there like that, it gave me the impression of pretending to have my hands tied behind me and the thought was intoxicating. I felt like I was “on display” for them as we waited to take off. As I sat, I closed my eyes and let my mind wander back to the image of Kate taking photographs of the attendant while she played with me. I wondered what Chris would make of them when she showed him. When she spoke again, I opened my eyes and watched her in profile as she looked out the small window of the first class passenger seating area. She was really beautiful. The way her auburn hair framed her face made me wonder what it would feel like under my fingertips or brushing across my skin. I was beginning to feel more at ease with the idea of traveling with a couple.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 23:00:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I turned my head a little and looked at Heather. I waited a while but no, she wasn't going to answer. I frowned. <em>Oh dear. Oh dearie me.</em> Swinging my body around to half face her I raised my open palm and brought it down in a loud smack on her stockinged thigh. I kept the hand there, stroking the place I'd spanked, noting the red blotch through the shiny nylon.<br><br>I stared at her, <strong>"Chris asked you a question, you little tart."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-08-2008, 03:26:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think she's rather distracted." I said, somewhat amused. "I guess we need to do something to focus her attention on the here and now." I tapped my finger thoughtfully against my lips. "Now ... what should we do?"<br><br>I let the silence stretch for a few moments, considering options. We weren't due to take off for at least another fifteen minutes, and the stewardesses would knock before entering. <br><br>"On your knees Heather. If you're going to serve, you're going to do it properly." I could hear a slight edge bleeding into my voice, though I tried to keep it light. Would the others hear? Kate might well .. she knew me a lot better than Heather did. She recognise it for the excitement I was feeling, the knowledge that I could command this girl to do ... anything. They say power corrupts. I think I'm starting to figure that one out myself.<br><br>I turned to Kate. "Why don't you hook your legs over the arms of the seat. Heather's going to make amends for her lack of attention. And I want to watch her start with you."<br><br>Let's see how much initiative she's going to show. I don't think this one requires much interpretation mind you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-08-2008, 20:44:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I think she's rather distracted."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>She’s not the only one.</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I guess we need to do something to focus her attention on the here and now. Now ... what should we do?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>I spy? Something beginning with… D?</em> I smiled to myself. I liked Chris when he was in this mood. Such an imaginative man. I’d had unimaginative lovers before, they quickly bored me, but a man who had imagination. Hn, with just a little thought you could do so many different things, couldn’t you?&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"On your knees Heather. If you're going to serve, you're going to do it properly."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> My hand was still gently caressing her leg high up on the inner curve of her thigh. I removed it and waited to see if the girl was paying attention now. I certainly was; Chris’ voice was taking on that edgy tone. He sounded like he was mildly annoyed, as though a supermarket check-out queue wasn’t moving fast enough. I doubt anyone else would pick it up but I knew what would be happening down in his pants right about now.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Why don't you hook your legs over the arms of the seat. Heather's going to make amends for her lack of attention. And I want to watch her start with you."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I glanced across at the clear partitions in the cabin wall. A stewardess might go by at any minute. Well, if she did, she’d have some stories to tell her colleagues during the quiet hours tonight…<br><br>Chris knew what he was doing, he may have mentioned about us getting thrown off but that hardly seemed likely unless we were drunk and running about trying to open the doors or maybe trying to set fire to our shoes. Three people naked in a cabin even before take off wasn’t likely to generate much more than a polite but firm request to take our seats and put on our seat belts.<br><br>And of course I loved it when Chris gave orders. His ‘why don’t you…’ spoken as though it were a suggestion to offer the cheeseboard to dinner guests was as much an instruction as ‘on your knees and suck me’. I didn’t miss the fact that there was no risen-octave inflexion at the end indicating a question. And that’s because it wasn’t. The smile remained gently lighting up my face. There was a tiered hierarchy at work here. I felt sure Heather would pick up on it soon enough.<br><br><strong>“Of course,”</strong> I said placidly. My dress hem came to a smart but sexy two inches above the knee although the lowest two inches was a band of translucent tulle so in the right light a nice amount of leg was on show. It had a full skirt so there was no barrier to opening my legs. I had already left the lowest button undone. If necessary, once the large bow-like self-coloured belt was untied it could be unbuttoned all the way and taken off like a shirt. Such a practical design for travelling.<br><br>The seats in first class were wide and most usefully were not squashed up tight to the side wall of the cabin. To my side by the window there was ample room to place a small suitcase. Or the calf of your leg. Or even a slender slave girl if she didn’t breathe too deeply. Useful to put your glass of champagne on. I waited for Heather to rise from her seat then adjusting my dress a little to loosen it under my bottom I spread my legs, hooking one knee over the arm by the window and the other over the two arms that formed my seat side and Heather’s. This spread me wide open, my knees now over two feet apart, my high heels dangling. I sat back in the chair and rested my hands on the arms comfortably feeling the warmth in my core reawaken.<br><br><em>If we’re going to get thrown off, may as well do it in style.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>16-08-2008, 00:37:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>When Kate turned, I was better able to appreciate her hazel eyes. I was pulled out of my daydream when she struck me. I felt my own look of shock on my face and righted my expression quickly. Nervous, yes. Excited, yes. I had begun to look ahead and the sound of her contact with my leg and the sting of it put me in the here and now. “Yes, I...a b-bit of both.” I said softly and with uncertainty in my voice. Her smooth hand stroking the reddened skin was a mixture of sensations and I was unsure how I felt. Before I had much opportunity to consider it, Chris recommended a remediation for me; a sort of penance to make up for my oversight. He ordered me to my knees and directed Kate to spread her legs wide and hang them over the arm rests of her seat. Kate complied readily. As she shifted in her seat and adjusted the fabric of her dress over her legs, I slid from my seat to the floor. “Yes, Chris,” I said dutifully. On my hands and knees, I crawled to her, shifting past the foot that hung by my seat. <br><br>I rose to my knees, slowly from the floor between her thighs. I ran my hands down the tops of her creamy, soft thighs as my thumbs ran along the insides of them. Pressing gently, I could feel her toned muscles beneath my touch. As I leaned in closer to her, I could smell her. She smelled lovely, of the soap she had used earlier, I imagined and the soft scent of her sex. I leaned down to the small fabric that thinly covered her precious folds and sensitive nub. I thought I could see it pressing against the fabric. As a woman, I thought I knew how this should be done; what it should feel like, but as I rested my lips over the fabric, I worried that I would please her. I knew they both had to be more experienced than I was. I gently kissed her as I slid my thumbs together beneath her panties. I pulled the fabric aside and planted kisses on the insides of her thighs as the dipped in a muscular swale leading to her pussy. The smell was intoxicating and I licked my lips. I massaged the muscles beside her folds where they dipped up to form her outer sex. I thought I could sense her swelling as I took my time. I parted my lips on her, using them to open her slightly and furthered the motion with my thumbs, I gently drew her outer folds apart and traced my tongue up and down the inner folds that protected her moist secrets. I licked her for a time that seemed short in my mind but was probably quite a while. The smell and taste of her were exotic to me, but fresh, damp and almost dewy. Keeping her outer lips away, I ran my tongue over her hot pink, shining flesh and began rounding over the apex of her clit. I kept the pace slow and tried not to linger there, as temping as it was. After a time, I couldn’t tell if she were very wet or if I were coating her with my watering mouth. I plunged my tongue into the darkness between her legs and had my first delicious taste of her nectar. It was then that I knew that I would enjoy pleasuring Kate. Her taste was sweet and starchy, but the thin clear fluid I drew from her with my tongue was more sensation than flavor. It was such a light hint of taste but it was the slick lubrication that was most sensual. I played inside her with my tongue, lapping inside her as long as my tongue held out. <br><br>Worried that I was enjoying her, far more than she was enjoying me, I righted myself and set about pleasing her. I sucked her clit gently as I slid my finger into her pussy. I stroked the smooth tight muscles of her pussy, moving my finger in and out of her. When I thought she was feeling more pleasure, I turned my hand to stroke the top of her chamber; I drew my fingers over the rougher bulge of flesh that hung above her entrance. I began to match the rhythm of my suckling to the stroking of that thick mass of muscles and nerve endings. Everything else around me was lost as I fell into the smell, feel and taste of this woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-08-2008, 02:32:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As I watched Heather slid from her seat, crawling to kneel in front of Kate. The crawling I guess took me a little by surprise, and I was sure Kate would see it. Still, Heather was already kissing her way along Kate's thighs. I smiled at that, as it was something I was rather fond of doing myself. My eyes met Kate's and I could see the gleam in them, and the flush that was finding its way over her face.<br><br>I reached down behind Heather, lifting her dress up, and pushing it above her waist, so I would watch that delicious looking peach of an ass wriggle. I hadn't been blind to it, walking in to the plane, but this showed it off a whole lot better.<br><br>I dropped to one knee, running my hand over her, tracing the string of her thong where it disappeared between her legs. Sliding my hand between her legs I found her already very damp, the thong moulding itself like a second skin to her body. I smiled over her back at Kate, and began to rub the dampened fabric, tracing the contours of her.<br><br>I hadn't planned to do anything before we landed, but what can I say, two girls just so does it for me. I slid my finger inside the thong, pulling it down over Heathers shapely thighs, letting it pool against her knees on the floor.<br><br>I leaned in against Heather, knowing she could feel how hard I was through my pants, and leaned forwards, so I could almost whisper in her ear. "Spread your legs for me Heather, wide as you can."<br><br>I looked up at Kate, knowing her eyes were going to be fixed on us. "What do you think, Kate? Should I take her right now? A quickie before the stewardess turns up?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-08-2008, 10:48:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I watched Heather as she slipped off her seat and knelt in front of Chris. The tone of the two words she spoke made a small bubble of desire swell inside me. The sound of a woman’s voice as she’s submitting, and enjoying it is unlike anything else. She crawled to me. I watched her swaying breasts. Kneeling up in front of my chair I switched my gaze to Chris. He was looking at her and me, his eyes flickering between us. Obviously her rear and legs gave him something much better than my face to look at, though I didn’t mind. Right now I didn’t much care about anything.<br><br>Her fingers slid up my thighs, warm and light and electrifying. Her mouth followed, kissing its way slowly up my nyloned skin. I watched Chris watching her. Then her fingers reached the warm creases between thigh and sex and I released my breath gently. I hadn’t realised that I was wound up, but I was. It was where we were that was doing it. Someone could walk by at any time and glance in… see us… see me spread and being serviced. <em>Serviced</em>. Uhn, such a lovely word.<br><br>Then her soft mouth was on me, kissing me through my panties. I reacted at the touch and felt heat and moisture bloom and weep. Hmm, her first time. The first time she has kissed a woman, and I am the recipient of her mouth. That thought almost sent me into a premature spike it was so good. Unable to keep my eyes open and focused on Chris I closed them and let my head fall back. Cool air on my skin told me Heather had pushed my skirt up, the light metallic material bunching around my hips, my spread risen legs helping hold it up and giving her room to touch and kiss, and letting Chris watch.<br><br>Chris was a great watcher, he’d loved to watch us in the hotel room too. Hn, I remembered that night so vividly. I squeezed my eyes closed as the gusset of my panties was folded aside and she touched me, at first fingers traced my outer sex and then something – whether fingers or tongue I do not know - coursed up the line between inner and outer lips, separating them. I hissed in breath sharply and made my hands lie relaxed on the arm rests. I turned them so they lay wrists and palms upwards, the palms open. As I breathed my chest rose and fell. My shelf bra left my nipples uncovered and my breathing made them slide against the material of my dress, this tiny sensation being enough, combined with my present building lust to harden them completely.<br><br><strong>“Ohhhh…Mmmm…”</strong> She did it. As Heathers mouth touched me deeply for the first time I released a small moan. The position was constrictive, the skirt was in the way, I could not spread my thighs as far as I’d like and my panties obscured other places, just as interesting, yet not being able to be utterly wanton was part of the pleasure, being restricted in some way added to the sense of slow expectation… Behind squeezed shut lids I whimpered again, the urge to thrust and jerk my sex towards her was strong but I resisted. Slowly, take it slowly, let heat build slow…<br><br>Then I did move, I did jerk a little, my head went back, my spine curved forwards and with a tiny gasp I felt her tongue skate up and around my most sensitive place. She didn’t play with my jewellery like Chris liked to. I found the differences between the two lovers interesting, Chris went for the piercing and used that to pleasure me. Heather just went straight to the source, making me gasp lightly at once, my small sound being cut off as I bit my lip and rolled my head from side to side. Chris and I had talked about doing it in public places before but now the reality was here I was much hotter and more ready than I’d thought. I felt fresh dribbles of liquid run out of me at that, poor Heather must be drowning.<br><br>Then her finger entered me and scooping up caressed the nugget of flesh above and behind my entrance and began to tease it, simultaneously I felt her lips close over my swollen berry, flipping the piercing up out of the way and starting little suckles on me.<br><br><strong>“Nnnnn…yeah…yea…mmm…there, so…mmm.”</strong> I’ve always been a very vocal person, noisy. Sounds to me are as important a part of this as touching, looking tasting and smelling, all senses combine to build a full experience and I make words and noises of pleasure an important part of that. When I moan or whimper or gasp or call out my lover knows what is pleasing me and can focus on that. Everybody wins, no?<br><br>Pleasure began to mount towards the goal I needed, that I’d been wanting since I took her into the washroom.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Spread your legs for me Heather, wide as you can."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I opened my eyes at the whispered voice to see Chris kneeling behind her, her skirt flipped up around her waist. He was enjoying the sight that had so captivated me. She really did have a spectacular little bum. I was going to enjoy playing with that a lot in the next few weeks. His face was by her ear, looking up at me.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"What do you think, Kate? Should I take her right now? A quickie before the stewardess turns up?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Oh God, so good…</em> <strong>“Yes. Have her now. When you’re done I want to drink what dribbles out of her.”</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-08-2008, 18:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The words <em>Why wait til later</em> did admittedly pop into my mind, along with an image of the two girls in a 69 on the cabin floor. That way I could enjoy them both as I wanted. I glanced at the cabin door, narrowing my eyes slightly in thought. No ... no, better not. A quickie was one thing, but having them as I wanted, I'd prefer a little more assurance of peace and quiet, especially considering how loud Kate could get at times, and I had the feeling she'd not being holding back after we landed. Hopefully she'd keep herself under control for the moment. I didn't mind her being vocal, but we at least have to give the appearance of being discrete for the moment.<br><br>Choice made, I turned back to the girls, unzipping myself, and pressing against Heather, using my hand to guide me in. "Shes absolutely soaking." I told Kate, leaning forwards across Heathers back, my head close to hers. "You're enjoying this, aren't you pet?" I started slow, sliding in and out of her, deeper with each thrust. "You've wanted to be a fucktoy, to exist for our pleasure, to be used in ways you've never even imagined. That's what has gotten you so wet, isn't it? The knowledge that you're now ours, to do with what we please."<br><br>I picked up the pace as I spoke, sheathing myself fully in Heathers warm, wet embrace, not quite slamming her into Kate, but not far off it. I'd never quite had this urge to <em>possess</em> before. Maybe it was something in Heathers submissiveness bringing out deeper urges in me. Whatever it was, I think I liked it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 00:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Kneeling in front of Kate, my tongue stroking inside her slowly, I was lost to my surroundings. It wasn’t until Chris leaned into me as I knelt, that I was drawn back to the here and now. I could feel his stiffening shaft through the fabric of his pants, pressing against my bare bottom. I had been so enthralled by my attentions to Kate, that I had not felt him lift my skirt over my hips. As he slid his hands over my aching sex, I began to set about stimulating Kate toward orgasm; if I were going to be able to help her climax, I thought. <br><br>As I knelt between her thighs and could sense the heat of her body giving off the soft scent of her nylons, I began to circle her hard nub. I had never seen the sort of body jewelry that adorned the area, and inexperienced in pleasing a woman anyway, I carefully skirted it; unsure how it should be brought into play, what should be done to enhance the feelings and what might mistakenly hurt her. Perhaps she would detail how to use them for me later, I thought as I coursed my tongue carefully around them. As Chris lowered my thong to my knees, he instructed me to spread my legs as far as they would go, speaking near my ear. This was a minor dilemma for me and I chose to do only as he instructed. As I spread my legs, unbidden and unable to step out of the panties in the small place with the two of them at either end of me, I drew my knees apart as the thin, delicate fabric dug into my skin until it released, tearing them. <br><br>My face was wet from Kate’s fluids and I knew that I must be doing fairly well. Her outer and inner folds and mounds began to swell, releasing more fluid than I could keep up with, a small trickle of her juices combined with the watering of my mouth, running from one corner of my mouth and soaking my chin. As Kate poured those clear sweet juices into my waiting mouth, her hips jumped slightly. I felt she must be coming closer. Her soft moans fueled my desire to please her. <br><br>Chris and Kate began to have a brief discussion over my head as I continued circling my tongue over and through every area of her smooth pussy. As they discussed how they would next use me in their sex play, I felt myself becoming more and more excited. Without my panties, the moisture from my own body began to run down the inside of one thigh. With Chris behind me plotting the next move, and Kate’s shining pussy running before me, I began gently suckling her clit, waiting for signs of her climax or a next instruction. I listened intently. <br><br>Chris’ zipper was the next sound I heard and no sooner had he opened his trousers, and I was feeling him guide his hard cock between my wet folds. The suddenness of the approach startled me and I know I took in a sharp gasp of air. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Shes absolutely soaking." I told Kate, leaning forwards across Heathers back, my head close to hers. "You're enjoying this, aren't you pet?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I was careful not to consider any question rhetorical after the slap I had been given. Chris’ voice did nothing to betray his arousal. That was apparent in his long hard thrusts. “I am enjoying it. Very much,” I heard the deep arousal in my own voice and was surprised by its depth. He continued.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You've wanted to be a fucktoy, to exist for our pleasure, to be used in ways you've never even imagined. That's what has gotten you so wet, isn't it? The knowledge that you're now ours, to do with what we please."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>“Yes,” I said, my lips still pressed on Kate’s clit, sucking and releasing pressure. “Yes, this is what I want. I want you to use me, enjoy me, pleasure yourselves with me. I want to make no decisions and have no regrets. I want you to to be yours, I surrender my own will to you both.” Speaking to them both, I was panting my oath to them in short bursts. As Chris drove harder and more deeply into me, I grunted my last words. I thought of Kate's last words to Chris, "Yes, have her now. When you're done, I want to drink what dribbles out of her." Those words exited me as I envisioned her between my own legs. I felt my climax begin as the sounds, tastes and feelings, coupled with my vision of Kate's lovely head between my thighs, drove me over the edge. My body shuddered as the pounding contractions began in the muscles that clenched around Chris' cock as he slid it in and out of me. Careful to keep steady the suckling of Kate's nub, I jerked slightly as I drowned in ecstasy. Hot fluid drenched both my thighs and Chris' so that as he shoved into me, I could feel the slick moisture as we came together. A moan that turned to a growl came from deep within me, my mouth still holding fast to Kate. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 21:08:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris began to shaft Heather slowly and deeply, not yet working up speed, the way he does so well, the way that gets me whimpering for more and jerking back quickly onto him even though the bastard won’t speed up fast enough for me.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"She’s absolutely soaking."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“She’s not the only one-unn…”</strong> I assured him, my head tilted back, eyes squeezed shut.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You're enjoying this, aren't you pet?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“If she isn’t, Chris, -uhn, yeah- you’ve right royally fucked up...”</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“I am enjoying it. Very much.” <em>Heather answered.</em></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Good, goo –oo- od, that’s sorted then.</em> <strong>“I am–mm, too,”</strong> I decided to chip in so Heather would know she was doing just fine and dandy down there, thank you very much.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You've wanted to be a fucktoy, to exist for our pleasure, to be used in ways you've never even imagined. That's what has gotten you so wet, isn't it? The knowledge that you're now ours, to do with what we please."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Actually, that sounds like a position I’d happily apply for… <span class="bbc_u">Fucktoy Wanted – Must Have Three Slack Holes And Want To Be Totally Humiliated - Apply Within</span>. Hn, I wonder if she’s a switch?</em><br><br>Then most coherent thought ceased as Heather answered Chris’ question, her breath gusting against my scalding hot nerve bundle, her lips flicking at it as she spoke, then her mouth closed over it again and her tongue flickered back onto me.<br><br><strong>“Oh, God, yeah, you gorgeous slut, uhnnn… just there… just like that…!”</strong> I opened my eyes to see Chris’ face red with effort and he thrust solidly and deeply into her body. Seeing his expression and the set jaw and the energy he has, the power he has in his chest and arms and thighs, and in his mind. Yes, it’s his mind and imagination I love most, all these things, thoughts and sights combined with the furious lapping of Heather’s tongue and her gusting eager breaths against my skin to send me higher, ever higher… <strong>“Uhhnnnn, <em>FUCK!</em> YEAH, <em>YES!</em>”</strong> I lifted my legs right up and hooked my arms behind them, elbows tucked behind knees, hauling them up and back and wide and as I felt Heather push her face against me in irregular gasping twitches and her moans as she spent, she sent me over the cliff and I fell off whining loudly, biting one of my knees to keep from crying out.<br><br>As I spent I could still sense Heather’s face being mashed hard against my vagina, her chin in particular digging into my sodden opening as Chris’ thrusts shifted her body back and forth and I gasped and gurgled happily as I began to come down from that first sharp fantastic peak.<br><br>Eyes shut I no longer cared what I looked like or sounded like. I no longer cared if the entire flight crew were gathered in the doorway texting photos of me to their webmaster friends around the world. I didn’t give a shit. For those few wonderful seconds, Heather owned me and not the other way around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 00:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feel of Heather spasming around me, and the sight of Kate doing the same right in front of me was enough to drive me over the edge. I pounded into Heather as hard and fast as I could, wanting nothing more than to cum, to leave my mark on and within her, to all but <em>claim</em> her as mine. <br><br>I gasped and shuddered as I spent myself in that wonderfull tight wetness, half collapsing against Heather, and sinking my teeth into neck, just where it met the shoulder ... not enough to draw blood, but certainly enough to leave a mark that would soon be showing. I straightened back up after a few moments, still breathing heavily, and gave a small half laugh, licking my now dry lips. <br><br>I shivered as I withdrew from Heather, feeling her body unwilling to relinquish its grip on me. <em>Later</em> I thought, <em>Oh yes, later.</em> Overhead a voice crackled, and the cabin crew announced board was complete, and the stewardesses would be moving through the plane to check the passengers readiness for takeoff. <br><br>I quickly tucked myself away, the scent of sex hanging heavily in the cabin, and grinned at the two girls. "Guess we better not embarrass the staff, huh?" I said, moving back to my seat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 00:27:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I shuddered in the hot and welcome but too-short after glow. Chris got up and my befuddled brain heard the PA crackle, Chris reminding us that we should take our seats. But first there was something I’d promised Heather I would do.<br><br><strong>“Quickly… stand up, slut. Face the far wall. Spread yourself. Shoulders to the wall and hold your cheeks apart. Now! I’m thirsty…”</strong><br><br>I lowered my legs and pushed her up… we didn't have much time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 07:17:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate moved under my mouth, suggesting she was nearing the place that I was as well. Closed to everything but our small world, I continued licking her. It became difficult as my&nbsp; body clenched him in ecstasy and Chris began to change his slow torturous pace for a more frenzied and rough thrust. My pulsing spasms had become irregular yet had not stopped when Chris withdrew from me and before I knew it, Kate was ordering me against the wall. <br><br>She lowered her legs and shoved me up and to the wall. She barked orders at me.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Quickly… stand up, slut. Face the far wall. Spread yourself. Shoulders to the wall and hold your cheeks apart. Now! I’m thirsty…”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>I did as she commanded, going over to the wall with her, I leaned against it, turning my head and pressing my cheek against the smooth composite. I pressed my shoulders in and my hips jutted out from the angle I made in the deep bow toward the wall. Reaching beneath my scant skirt, I slid my hands to my bottom and moved myself open for her. I shifted my weight and separated my legs farther for her. I closed my eyes, unable to imagine what her mouth would feel like on my sensitive skin. I moaned lightly as I waited. I was nervous and excited at the thought of her touch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>20-08-2008, 21:50:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved quickly which was good as we didn’t have much time. Heather positioned herself beautifully, her shoulders taking her weight against the partition, face turned to one side, spine curved, bottom thrust out, skirt lifted, legs spread. She reached behind herself and hands on cheeks spread her body open, moaning softly in anticipation. I rummaged in my bag and gave Chris my cameraphone, <strong>“Film us,”</strong> I said as I sank to my knees behind her. The destroyed scrap of her thong was tangled around one ankle. I pulled it away, the little piece of cloth was soaked with her juices. Standing up I said <strong>“Open wide. Say ‘aaah’ ”</strong> and popped the crumpled item in, <strong>“Hold onto that, Chris may need to see it later to order a replacement.”</strong><br><br>I knelt again behind her. The view was almost too good to be true. Her shaven sex was inflamed and red, puffy, her lips still open from where Chris had withdrawn. Glistening runnels of her own spending ran down her inner thighs wetting her stocking tops. Her fingertips were holding her cheeks taut and open and the pretty pink pucker of her anus was exposed. She looked exactly like a girl who had just been well fucked should look. I would have loved to have knelt there for ten or fifteen minutes just enjoying the show and teasing her gently with fingertips, teeth and tongue but that would have to wait for another time.<br><br><strong>“Get a good close up, Chris? Good.”</strong> Looking up I saw a small bead of Chris’ seed appear at her entrance and begin to hang down in a long pale string, more began to dribble out with it. Without finesse and eagerly I pressed my face up to that delicious sopping opening and lapped at her, driving my tongue immediately and deeply in, lapping up the combined fluids of man and girl, delighting in the mixed scents and flavours. His strong musky taste, a little sour but strong and tasty, her lighter tangier sweetness, somewhat yeasty. I lapped deep and hard, not bothering to arouse her, merely to perform a quick clean up, to <em>drink</em>. I sucked and slurped the delicious cocktail up as gravity revealed more of Chris' semen. I put one hand on an inner thigh and stroked her warm stockinged skin up and down, caressing, the other I put on her bottom cheek, partly over her hand, the palm spread, the forefinger resting on her anus and I just flexed it there a little, playing with the sweet muscle. I removed my face and licked at her outer folds and inner thighs, cleaning her.<br><br>I finished by flickering my tongue deeper under and across her most sensitive little point for thirty seconds, just enough, I hoped to warm her up again. I needed her warmed up for later. Satisfied, I withdrew, whether I had aroused her or not wasn’t important, it was the mingled taste I wanted to experience, the first time I had ever done that.<br><br><strong>“You can sit down now Heather, but on your bare bottom, lift your skirt.”</strong> I sat back in my seat and when she’d done so too, turned her face to mine with a finger under her chin and kissed her gently, not deeply but lightly and open mouthed. I licked at her lips a little tasting myself on her and let her find her own and some of Chris remaining flavour on mine. Putting my tongue out I tasted her more strongly on the sodden panties stuffed in her mouth.<br><br>Satisfied I finally sat back in my seat and used a wet wipe to clean my face and remove my smeared makeup. I too lifted my skirt so as not to stain it, though unlike Heathers saucy little scrap of white silk the front of mine still covered me almost to the knees.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-08-2008, 02:53:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smiled at the insistence in Kate's voice. Perky likes her new toy, but good. I took the camera, settling myself into a good position to film the two of them, panning the view over their bodies, before centering it on Kate's head.<br><br>When they were done, and settled back into the seats I buckled Heather in, her arms behind her as had been previously instructed. The girl was a fast learner. I'd just sat back myself, and was clipping the buckle in when there was a discrete knock at the door, and it opened to reveal one of the younger and prettier stewardesses. Nice to see First got the best of everything on the plane. My eyes flicked over her automatically, a stray thought wondering if she might be up for a little fun later. Seducing one of the stewardesses into joining us would certainly pass the trip faster. I chuckled, and waved away her questioning glance. "Nothing, it's nothing." I assured her, smiling. <br><br>Her quick glance seemed satisfied, though I noticed her gaze lingering on Heather. She gave a smile, and then left again. Outside I could hear the engines starting to spool up. Within another minute, the aircraft began to move. This was always my favourite part of a flight ... take off. The changing pitch on the engines as they were brought to full power, the acceleration pressing me back into the seat, the aircraft tilting as it rose into the air, the ground dropping away from the window. I glanced at Heather, wondering how it might feel to have her on my cock as the plane took off, if that acceleration could make things interesting. Hmm ... something to think about, certainly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>22-08-2008, 01:50:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As I leaned against the wall, Kate moved swiftly and with surgical precision; she orchestrated the entire operation with skill and brevity. She directed Chris to take her camera phone and record her activity. She told him to get a close view of her at my entrance, she knelt, pulled my shredded undergarment from my ankle and stuffed it into my mouth. Immediately she returned as I began to feel the first trails of our combined exudations flow from inside me. She dove into me, probing my recess with her tongue, sucking and lapping at the juices that ran from me. She touched my thighs and though in the context, it seems like a small gesture, it was the first she had sexually stroked me there. I arched deeper to aid her attentions. As she caressed my thigh, she placed a gentle pressure between my cheeks and I felt my insides jump. The reaction was both pleasure and anxiety. I had not been touched there and the possibility only just occurred to me. <br><br>The thought slipped into the background of my awareness as she cleaned me with her tongue, licking my swollen lips and thighs, neatly and efficiently. When Kate began to shower constant and direct suckling caresses with her mouth on my clit, I felt myself quickly rise to a near breaking point again. As soon as the soft moan of pleasure escaped me, she moved away and ordered me to sit. Lifting my face to hers, I looked up at her as she kissed me almost tenderly. I could taste our bodies and our fluids; which coming from each mouth, I could no longer discern. My mouth watered and the scant scrap of fabric did little to absorb it. I swallowed, moving her tongue briefly in my mouth, the damp fabric compressed as I did. Chris completed his film crew operation and as I sat, as I had before, careful to press my arms behind my back, bringing my wrists together Chris returned me to the previous durance. He buckled me into my seat. I sat with my naked skin against the seat and felt the heat and pulse of my body against the fabric. <br><br>Barely moments after we all sat, the stewardess knocked and entered the cabin. Chris waved her attention away but I noticed a glance exchanged when she looked at me. I felt on display but had a realization so sudden, that I spoke for the first time without being bidden to do so. Pressing the fabric against one cheek so I could speak clearly, I said, “<em>She had to know, her timing, I mean...do you suppose they are watching us on camera? You know, for service.</em>” I said it with a bit of edge in my voice having decided upon the truth of it as soon as I considered its possibility.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-08-2008, 20:54:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather spoke though I doubted she was right. The airlines would not be allowed to invade passengers privacy in that way. We had probably just been lucky. Or my good timing. Whichever, it didn’t matter, we were rolling out of our parking bay now so we wouldn’t be chucked off for lewd behaviour…<br><br>The aircraft taxied and stopped then taxied again as we rolled down the concrete apron towards the end of the runway. As we made a turn I saw another plane ahead of us parked at the runway’s end. As I watched it began to roll, gathering speed and accelerated out of sight. Evidently we were moving in a queue of aircraft awaiting our turn to take off.<br><br>I checked the aisle again but no-one walked by. Of course they wouldn’t, the cabin crew were all in their take off positions, belted in. A sudden idea came to me, it seemed all of a rush to be a very good one. I could not see a flaw in the plan since we wouldn’t be discovered. We could do this and return to our seats once we’d reached cruising altitude and no-one would know…<br><br>Our huge plane swung round one final turn and parked at the take-off position. For twenty seconds nothing happened. Then the engines began to wind, louder and louder, faster into a low roar, then a scream. The power of these things is always incredible, even through the layers of soundproofing and safety glass the noise was intense. The aircraft seemed to squat down a little held against the wheel brakes before these were released and we began to roll, quickly gathering speed, the engine note screamed towards breaking pitch. A great rush of adrenaline and heat went through me.<br><br>I turned across Heather to Chris, <strong>“Fuck her, Chris. Fuck Heather now. Let’s do it! No-one can see us in here! Get your cock out! She can sit on your lap!”</strong> I unsnapped my belt and with difficulty, fighting against the building G-forces, leaned forward, unclipping Heather's belt I hauled her up. Seeing Chris respond and unzip himself and his delicious stalk pop out of his trousers, already fully hard – no doubt from watching me lick our little slave girl out – I held Heathers' wrists and let her drop down backwards onto Chris, <strong>“Hold her hips, sit her on you!”</strong> I called to him, already feeling myself fall forwards towards his open knees, pushing Heather down as the acceleration of the plane pushed us all back towards the rear bulkhead.<br><br>My idea was to try and get Heather to sit on Chris, impale herself on him facing forwards. I could then kneel between his legs and hers and lick her clit as he pumped up into her. Suddenly the danger of this, the naughtiness and the sheer adrenaline rush over took even the awesome surge of excitement as the plane roared down the runway faster and faster.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 02:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You know, there are times I think Kate can read my mind. I guess you know someone long enough, you do get to have a feel for how they think, but still, there are times she still manages to surprise me with just what I'm thinking about.<br><br>I don't exactly need much in the way of encouragement. In moments I'm unzipped, and hauling Heather onto my lap. Shes going to leave a mess, but at least it shouldn't show on my dark trousers. She's still plenty wet, and slides straight down, all the way, til that cute little ass in wriggling on my lap. My hands had her hips in a tight grip, guiding her to move with me as I pushed my hips against her.<br><br>I moved her arms to the seat rests, to give her better leverage to push against me. "Fuck me hard Heather." I said, leaning my mouth close to her ear. "All the way up and down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 04:47:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I was glad to sit and rest for a few minutes. The pace with Kate seemed pretty quick. I could feel the cabin pressurize while we were still on the ground, the high-pitched whir of the engines winding up. We began to move and I wondered how long the flight would be. We began to taxi and position for take off. As soon as we began to take the runway, Kate was seized with another plan. It was difficult to hear her over the engine noise but she was in immediate motion so her actions filled in any gaps for me quickly. She unbuckled herself from her seat and did the same for me, shifting me onto Chris’ lap. He unzipped and Kate drove me onto his shaft. “<em>Unh”</em> I grunted as he impaled me. He drove straight into me, already primed for it. <br><br>I drew in a deep breath quickly when he reached my capacity. Chris positioned my hands on the rests and directed me. “Fuck me hard, Heather. All the way up and down.” I worked my arms, pushing up from the rests, and felt his width reach my entrance before I slid back down on him, releasing my weight and coming down quickly just to rest my cheeks on his lap. I moved faster, each time feeling him run the length of my already sensitive interior. I wondered if I would have opportunity to recharge at any point. The sensation of controlling the motion, while the engines screamed, heralding our ascent, was an exotic sensation. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 10:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather sat on Chris, her wetness allowing her to be fully impaled at once. She pushed back up, then slid down again, up, down, up... her face a mask already. I fell forwards and clutched his closed knees and went between her open ones. As her body jerked up and down I put my tongue out, lapping at her clitoris as she rose and fell, my tongue slopping up the parts of Chris' shaft that were momentarily exposed.<br><br>Grunting at the sheer animalness of it and feeling the aircraft going faster and faster, everything rattling and shaking, wondering when the nose would lift, one of my hands slid under my skirt and grazed the front of my sopping panties...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 20:03:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I struggled to lift myself over Chris as the force of acceleration weighed upon me. Each upward withdrawal requiring more force for me to separate us. This effort caused my core muscles to work harder; my inner muscles squeezing him tightly. The vibration moved my breasts and made them tingle. My nipples ached, tightening. I felt Kate fall into as the force mounted and I jerked my eyes open.<br><br>“<em>Ooohhh…!</em>” I screamed out at the amount of pleasure her tongue gave me when she stroked and lapped at my swollen, tender nub. She probed and caressed Chris and I as we parted and joined. I shuddered more forcefully than the rumbling aircraft. “<em>Aahh, aaahhh, aahhh.</em>” My cries grew louder, closer together. I felt moisture pooling under me, Kate’s mouth adding to my wetness, poor Chris, he’d be soaked. I began bucking and felt the gravity press me down. Rising along Chris’ slick shaft became near impossible. Kate was driving me to release. "<em>Fuck</em>!" I was surprised by my own eructation of pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 22:45:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I felt Heather's struggle to rise as the acceleration forced her back down onto me, moving her body less forwards, and dropping back harder. I slid my arms in front of hers, dragging them off the arm rests, pinning them behind her back, her body pressing back against me now, no doubt displaying every inch to Kate. It was a little easier for me, as I could still shift my weight (somewhat), having only my hips to lift.<br><br>I moved as much as I could, which admittedly between Heathers weight and the plane's acceleration wasn't a whole lot. It seemed to be enough though, as she was all but bucking in my arms, though I suspected Kate's ministrations were more the cause than mine. That was OK though .. we'd have plenty of time on the island to show her what I could do. The feel of Kate's tongue was sending shivers through me .. it would be so much more intense for Heather, as I knew I was just getting the edges of her attention.<br><br>I slid one arm through behind Heathers back, pinning both of hers, and reached around to play with her breasts too. "Cum for us, pet." I said, my lips not far from her ears, loud enough that Kate could hear too. "Cum for us .. cum hard. You know you want to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 17:45:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The closer I drew, the wetter I became. Kate drove me on with the motions of her tongue over my sensitive clit. When her tongue came to the point where Chris and I were joined, the sensation was amazing. Suddenly Chris grabbed my arms and pulled the behind my back, restraining me. No longer able to lift myself, Chris took over the thrusting. The ecstasy of being held and attended to was exquisite. At last I spilled over and experienced the most overwhelming orgasm.<br><br>I cried out, <em>“Aaaggghhh, oh, oh, yes, oh God yes!”</em> and the muscle walls inside me crushed down around Chris’ cock. I tensed as my entire body centered around the feeling. Kate never let up and Chris held me tightly, as the climax began to fall into irregular spasms, subsiding, I felt the tightening and release begin again. More sensitive than I had ever felt, more waves of spasming release took me. My held fell back as my body arched into Chris, my hips into Kate, shuddering and shaking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 17:58:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pretty little thing spent spectacularly, her back arching and her head thrown back, cries of delight being torn from her. I continued to gently lick her, gradually slowing my ministrations as she came down off her peak, her body spasming and jerking sweetly against my face, her ejaculation washing my chin and Chris' lap.<br><br>The plane's nose lifted and with a rush of sound climbed steeply into the air. I was pushed forwards against them. My hand at my damp crotch busily sent me higher. I needed it, I needed his cock in me. This would be so exciting... I stood up uneasily and hitching my skirt up, dragged my panties down and off.<br><br><strong>"Heather, off, get off him. My turn. Quick!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 18:30:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spent and shaking, I was happy to turn Chris over to Kate. I slid off of his ample length and nearly fell over to me seat, panting to catch my breath. I sat beside them and dutifully returned my arms behind my back, bringing my wrists gently together as I leaned back. I watched them this time, with a slight grin. I sat and followed their every move, resting for what may come next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 18:46:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather got off and sat down. My head descended and my mouth opened to devour Chris' tree. He tasted gorgeous, the mingled flavours of his own and the recently spent girl sending me so high I let out a loud moan of happiness as I adjusted my angle and took him as deep as I could, my eyes watering as his end grazed my throat and my nose pressed tight against girl-scented wet trousers. I held my position for a few seconds until the discomfort of fighting the gag reflex became too much and I lifted my head with a big burst of breath and a trail of stringy wet saliva, <strong>"Uhnh! God!"</strong> I stood up, a lust-crazed glint in my eye and quickly lifting my skirts climbed onto him, facing him. I put one knee on each seat arm and then letting my skirts down and putting my hands on his shoulders, kissed him hungrily, hard and deep, all the while making happy sounds, whimpers and mewlings.<br><br>I hoped he would reach under me to guide himself in and I wasn't disappointed. I felt his heat and hardness slide over my opening and with a wiggle from me I felt him just <em>there</em>, in the exact right spot. I sank down, my knees on the seat were higher than the base of his erection so that as I descended and sank fully home my thighs were spread almost painfully wide and high.<br><br>I groaned in a loud urgent release of pleasure as the tip of him pressed against my cervix. I love this first penetration, feeling a man go so deep, plunder me so thoroughly, spreading me open. <strong>"Fuck, yes! Uhn!"</strong> Kissing him again and hugging tight I began to move, all around me the sounds and sensations of the steeply climbing and still accelerating aircraft adding to the amazing scene.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 20:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I knew what Kate wanted, and was happy to oblige her, guiding myself to her soaking wet entrance. Her legs were spread across the arms of the seats, which meant she couldn't lower herself quite all the way down. I raised myself up to meet her, pushing perhaps harder than I should have, but compensating for the acceleration was a new thing for everyone.<br><br>I wanted to try suggesting she turn in place, to sit like Heather had, but her mouth kept finding mine, silencing me. Once she'd stopped to draw breath though .. "Turn around." gasped out. "I'll go deeper that way. Turn around, lean back into me, I can pull your legs up and out ... or Heather can hold them. You want her to watch you getting a good hard fucking?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 21:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Hmn, and I thought - uh! - you preferred it this way? So we can - ummm... like this."</strong> I kissed him again and continued bouncing, perfectly happy now. Even though it hurt my thigh muscles and my hips a little, it was nice to hurt. Nice pain. It had it's compensations. For one, my clitoris gently scraped something, some part of his clothing each time I bottomed out.<br><br><strong>"And anyway, if Heather wants to get involved there's - un, yeah - other things she can touch - or lick - back there."</strong><br><br>We hadn't much time now and though the aircraft was still climbing hard, I thought five or at most ten minutes might be our limit, cabin crew often began moving about before the passenger seat belts lamps went out...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 22:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At Kate’s suggestion, I stumbled from my seat as quickly as possible, and knelt between Chris’ legs. I turned my head to the side and sucked Chris’ shaft as Kate rode up and down on it. Space there was tight and Kate came down hard with each thrust. We would level off soon so I moved between Kate’s cheeks and licked her in long strokes from her pink wink to the slimy slithering of Chris’ rock hard cock between her shining bare folds. Her bare bottom fell back into my waiting palms and I squeezed her cheeks as I helped her lift and fall on Chris’ shaft.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 02:05:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I simply nodded. It wasn't that big a deal. Still, I could always punish her later for not doing what she was told. She enjoys those little games. I reached my hand behind her back, taking a hold of her hair and tugging it back, exposing her throat. I kissed her, hard, sucking on her, letting my teeth graze her skin. She liked to be reminded who was in charge. <br><br>I gasped as I felt Heather rejoin us, the tip of her tongue moving up my shaft as Kate came back down it. Tongue was joined by lips, and it sent shivers through me. I let go of Kate's hair, helping to steady her with my hands on her waist as she rose and fell. She'd be showing some bruises come the morning, but I don't think she minded. The look on her face said she was certainly enjoying herself right this minute.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 02:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Uhn... hurrn... uhrm-mm... yea... harder... yea, oh-uhr, hm, yes, fuck... that's good. Lick me back there, lick me... slut!"</strong> The combination of Chris' mauling and hair-pulling, his lovely deeply-spearing shaft, Heather's flickering busy little tongue and the surge of adrenaline from the climbing plane combined to drive me higher and higher, the pleasure tightly coiling in me, tighter, tighter.<br><br>I squeezed my eyes shut and put my head back and then...<br><br><strong>"FUCK, YES! Fukkk! I'm coming! Oh, coming, yea! Cuh---MING!....AAARGH FUCK!"</strong> The coil unwound in a massive jolt of power, sending me writhing down hard on Chris' penis, thrusting down onto him and wriggling around and then the spasms and clenching as my wet body, aching from my uncomfortably spread thighs gripped him tight, once, twice, a third time.<br><br><strong>"Uuuurrrrghhhhhhhhhhh..! Fuck...............!"</strong> Back arched I saw nothing but heat and light, tightness and depth, sweetness and ache before I finished and flopped forward, hugging him hard and whimpering against his neck, <strong>"Come in me, quickly, come... hard. Uhm, use me..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 08:48:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>I lapped and sucked at them both, pushing Kate harder into Chris’ length. As she bucked and shuddered, I moved faster, sucking, licking and squeezing. Our cabin was filled with the smells of our bodies. I could hear Kate’s rising declaration, I saw Kate’s opening squeezing hard, Chris’ slick hard shaft driving deeper and deeper. She was moaning and moving in gyrations and shudders. I sucked on Chris as he drove into her and could taste the now-familiar flavor of Kate’s pussy as she painted her juice on Chris’ shaft. A flood of moisture gushed from her as she worked him and he her. Chris continued to help lift Kate, as did I. The wet sucking sound that came from Kate’s pussy faded as her walls grew louder and more intense. I kept pace with their motions, my tongue finding any bit of flesh now, They moved faster and with more intensity.&nbsp; I drank what fluid I could as it issued around Chris’ cock. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 22:24:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kat es orgasm was almost enough to push me over the edge. The spasming of her body, clenched tightly around mine, drew me closer, but not quite close enough. Use her? That's exactly what I wanted to do. I was losing myself in the moment, driving into her as hard as I could. <br><br>I slapped a hand against her ass, the crack lost in the sound of the engines roar, even muted as it was through the fuselage of the plane. "You're not done yet." I told her, my hand in her hair again, pulling her head back til she could see my eyes. "Move that ass." I punctuated this with another slap. I wanted her moving again, with me, against me.<br><br>Who knows, she might even cum again, and that would be enough to bring me over. Between her and Heathers tongue, I probably wasn't going to last that much longer anyway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 23:42:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Coming out of my warm glowing ‘afterwards’ and finding the world once again had gravity and scent and taste and sound… and <em>uhn, yeah… touch…</em> my body was still jerking. I opened my eyes, everywhere swam back. I was back, warm and soft and happy and complete. And yet… <em>God, he’s still going. Bastard… gorgeous, bas…</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You're not done yet."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Hmnmnn, no? I’m not?”</strong> My contented furry answer didn’t seem to satisfy him and I grunted as his hand in my hair yanked my head back. My eyes met his.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Move that ass."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Hm, naughty Chrissie-poos. <em>Such</em> a greedy boy…”</strong> I teased and then hands on his shoulders and knees spread on seat arms I began to move again, although it would have been far easier for him to simply put his hands on my waist or under my thighs and bum and lift me himself so he could make the rhythm.<br><br>I began to bounce. Coming fully back from that cosy place I detected his rhythm and felt his mood and speeded up to match him, by now my spendings making the rudest but nicest squelching noises as I slapped wetly down against his heat and hardness. I closed my eyes, fuck, he felt so good, stretching me, plundering my body, oooooh… I tried to clench my muscles around him, gently squeezing in a one-two beat, hurrying him along.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-08-2008, 00:28:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With Kate returned to motion, and Heather continuing her own I felt myself getting closer. I thrust up against her, going in hard, closing my eyes as I felt myself about to cum. A few more hard thrusts and that was it. My head jerked back, eyes tightening closed, a deep, wordless exhalation erupting from my mouth. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"<br><br>I slumped back down into the seat, trembling slightly, small shivers still running through me. I let my hands fall down onto the arm rests of the seats, concentrating on slowing my breathing back down to something approaching normal. I began to notice the state of my pants, and opened my eyes again, looking down at my groin, and giving a small laugh. "I think I need a new pair of pants."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>27-08-2008, 01:41:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate bounced and rocked on Chris and it seemed she had reached her height as the the plane was reaching it’s own. She flooded Chris as I licked their joining bodies, moisture from Kate and my own saliva drenching Chris’ lap.&nbsp; I enjoyed them in long strokes and tiny lapping licks as they rode the plane higher, each moving faster, more wildly. I could smell them both, along with the aroma of my own body, left behind on Chris’ trousers. When I stroked along Chris, I pressed in with my tongue. My ministrations to Kate were softer. I pushed Kate on, finding their pace. As Chris let out his sound of exhilaration, I moved back onto my heels and watched the pair. Chris made little sound, but his crescendo was apparent on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>27-08-2008, 01:57:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I felt Chris reaching his peak, his urgent motions became more disjointed and flurried, eager, <em>harder</em>. I felt him slam deeper into me for the last dozen strokes and his hardness and Heathers wet wicked little tongue on my anus almost brought me to a second peak, but not quite. I held onto Chris’ shoulders and watched as his head jerked back, eyes squeezed shut and he came in a long growling shudder, his cock spasmed and pulsed and heat flooded me.<br><br>I reached for him and hugged him hard as he floated happily away, gently holding him. It was always fun to see him come, see his face as though in agony.<br><br>Behind me, despite us finishing a little wet hot tongue obediently continued to lap.<br><br><strong>“Mmm, thank you Heather. That was lovely. Take your seat now, we’ll have a stewardess coming in soon I don’t doubt.”</strong> I frowned at Chris and wagged a finger, <strong>“And no, that <em>wasn’t</em> a pun. Just calm down for a few minutes you!”</strong><br><br>He made a comment about his ruined clothes as I climbed wetly off him, <strong>“Hopefully, once we’re in Bali, you won’t need to wear them for three weeks.”</strong><br><br>I took my own seat, lifting my skirt this time since I was dripping Chris’ and my own spendings now… once we’d got the green light to get up and move about I’d need to clean up and have my seat wiped. Looking at Heather’s pretty little mouth I knew just the tool for both jobs.<br><br>With a ‘ding!’ the ‘seatbelts on’ sign went out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-08-2008, 02:05:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I cracked open an eye at Kate and grinned, just in time for her admonishment of “And no, that wasn’t a pun. Just calm down for a few minutes you!”. I guess when she's known me this long she has a pretty good idea how my mind works, and what my sense of humour is like.<br><br>“Hopefully, once we’re in Bali, you won’t need to wear them for three weeks.”<br><br>I nodded, still not particularly wanting to say anything, or drag myself out of the blissfull daze I was enjoying. The clothing wasn't a major concern. I had a spare set in the carry on luggage. One piece of travel advice that had always stuck with me was to keep a single change of clothes in your carry on, just in case the airline screwed up and lost your main luggage. While not exactly suitable for our weather, beach shorts and a surf shirt ought to work nicely at the far end. Kate hadn't seen the shirt before, since I'd never had the opportunity to wear it here. Considering the mess I was currently in a new shirt might not be a bad idea either. If nothing else, the look of it would probably reduce her to fits of laughter for the next hour or so. Meh, I didn't care. I liked it.<br><br>I grinned at the thought of it, my eyes still closed, and faintly heard the ding of the seatbelts sign.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>28-08-2008, 02:43:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate felt his shudder and spasm, not I. Seeing glimpses of his face, I felt it was telltale but it was Kate who called me off, so to speak,&nbsp; “<em>Mmm, thank you Heather. That was lovely. Take your seat now, we’ll have a stewardess coming in soon I don’t doubt</em>.” I returned to my seat, temporarily sated and feeling a tiny bit tired and achy. I sat with hands together and enjoyed the drained and bruised sensation. It was not unlike the spent and aching sensation of well-played competitive sports. <br><br>The muscles that ached, the bits that felt bruised were, I found, a different group than those I had toned playing any other game. I laughed to myself at the thought of training for this new sport. Like a fledgling athlete, practicing, I felt a bit shaky and off balance, but the ache of new muscles, I knew, was sign of improvement in the area. When the seatbelt sign chimed “off” I felt as though the end of round one had signaled. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-08-2008, 21:48:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cabin crew came in and politely asked if we needed drinks. They were very efficient and smiling and totally unpeturbed. After the pretty girl had gone I got up a little unsteadily and went down the aircraft to the washroom to freshen up down below and repair my makeup and hair and have a squirt of perfume.<br><br>When I returned ten minutes later I was shocked. My soaking panties were still on the floor where I'd dropped them during takeoff and the cabin smelled of hot sweaty sex. I hoped the air conditioning would disperse the scent of our frenzied take-off session soon enough. Poor Heather looked a little overwhelmed so I decided not to ask her to lick my seat clean but used a couple of wet wipes. My panties went in a feminine disposal bag and vanished into our carry-on bag, I'd be fine without undies for the rest of the trip. Damp stocking tops were a slight issue but they'd dry soon, besides, I knew what Chris liked and I planned to sleep in them later just for him.<br><br>I suggested Heather might want to go and freshen up. I retook my seat and settled down with a book for a bit. Shortly after that our drinks arrived and the stewardess left a bottle of champagne in a gleaming silver bucket. Chris poured the wine and I settled back for a while and watched the coast slide by thirty thousand feet below. And got pleasantly tipsy. Out over the ocean now we really were on our way.<br><br><strong>"Airline stewardesses are amazing aren't they? They look perfect. Even at the end of a long haul flight they look crisp and fresh and air-brush immaculate. Do you think airlines have invented the gynoid and they store fresh ones in the cargo hold and bring them out at intervals during the flight?"</strong> I wished I could look like that. <br><br>Some hours went by. I finished my book and a movie and dozed for a bit... Then I got peckish and wondered about dinner.<br><br><strong>"What were you saying about meals, Chris? We ring for service and they bring us anything we want on the menu whenever we want it? I could do with a bite."</strong> I caught his raised eyebrow, <strong>"Of <em>food</em>. To <em>eat</em>. Heavens above, man! You're insatiable!"</strong> I laughed and leaned across Heather and swatted him with a rolled up magazine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 00:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Airline stewardesses are amazing aren't they? They look perfect. Even at the end of a long haul flight they look crisp and fresh and air-brush immaculate. Do you think airlines have invented the gynoid and they store fresh ones in the cargo hold and bring them out at intervals during the flight?" said Kate when she came back from freshening up.<br><br>"Fembots?" I said, curiously. "Personally I think they've&nbsp; perfected cloning, and they probably have a bunch of them, so one can go out and see to the passangers while the rest keep fresh in a secret cabin in amongst the luggage hold. Anyways, you two hold the fort, I'm going to get changed as well. Something more suitable." I said, winking. <br><br>Grabbing the carry on bag from where it had been stored, I wandered off to the restroom. Even that was far bigger than the ones I was used to. "First class everything I murmured." I stripped off my somewhat sticky clothing, pulling my holiday clothes from the bag. I held the shirt up and turned it, grinning at myself in the mirror. Kate would probably piss herself laughing at me, but what the hell.<br><br>(http://www.bazza.com/klingon/pics/shirtfront.JPG)&nbsp; (http://www.bazza.com/klingon/pics/shirtrear.JPG)<br><br>I mean ... deranged looking samurai, flaming eyeballs, three headed white wolves .. what was not to like? The beach shorts were just black with a red tribal print on the sides, quite mild in comparison to the shirt.<br><br>I scooped up the other clothes, tucking them into the bag, and trying to ensure the dampest parts were against the side of it and away from the other items in there. That done I returned to the cabin, walking in front of Kate and turning a slow spin to she could check it out in all its glory.<br><br>"Whatcha think?" I asked her, glancing at Heather to gauge her response as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 01:22:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Whatcha think?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hm? Sorry?"</strong> I looked up from my magazine at him, then pissed myself laughing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 05:23:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>I was pleased to have the time to freshen up. I took my small carry on to the washroom and fixed my hair and make-up, and freshened by skirt in a spot or two. I had nothing else quite like this outfit for the flight. The hot water and french milled soaps made me feel much better. I touched up on what I could in our temporary quarters, checked my hair and make up again, and headed out to the cabin. I felt so much better. Flights could be so <em>drying</em>!<br><br>I returned to our seats and found Kate and Chris in festive mood, joking easily with one another; making me smile to see them. Chris had freshened up as well, changing into Brightly patterned clothes, that were clearly intended for our disembark from the plane. I smiled to see him in them. Kate asked about ordering food, and I found I was beginning to become hungry. Returning to my seat between them, I asked, “<em>What do you suppose they can arrange for us? I’m hungry</em>." I began to sip the champagne the stewardess had poured.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 23:11:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since both girls appetites had turned towards food, and I was starting to feel a bit hungry myself, I tried to recall the details of the menu. "If I remember correctly ..." I said, "They do a pretty wide range of stuff. Chinese, Indian, Japanese meals, as well as European style ones, with chicken, mutton, beef. Appetisers, entrees, several choices of main course, desserts, then gourmet teas and coffees. They even have Dom Perignon champagne, as well as a variety of wines. I'm not a big wine drinker though, so I tend to ask if something is good or not. I'd imagine everything is good though." I added with a smile.<br><br>I had a look around, but couldn't spot the menu. It was probably tucked away somewhere that would seem obvious once I found it. "We can likely just buzz one of the stewardesses up here and ask what's available. As I recall we can just tell them we're hungry now, and we get dinner as soon as they can prepare it, rather than waiting til they decide to serve it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 21:37:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Between us Heather and I were making deep inroads into the bottle of Champagne and I was beginning to feel that pleasant light headed sensation I do when I drink on an empty stomach. Or it might have been Chris' shirt.<br><br>Or Heather's legs...<br><br><em>Whichever, whatever, thing... haha. Oh dear. I need food fast.</em> Chris then began to reel off a list of dishes and my mouth began to drool like I was a sixteen year old submissive taken away for a holiday of sexual deviancy...<br><br>I put a hand to my forehead, <strong>"Oh my God. Chris, anything. I need to eat something quick. And I don't mean you. Chinese would be good, but make it a light meal. Crispy duck and pancakes if they have it? And a little vegetable chow mein to soak up the buzzy-headedness..."<br><br>"Oooh... I like flying first class,"</strong> I said leaning back in my seat, <strong>"These private cabins. I can get drunk and party and not cause a scene..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 03:48:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“<em>Oh, I’m so hungry too. Not Chinese for me though. Chris, what do you suggest? Maybe we should ask the stewardess what she recomme</em>...nds?” I couldn’t seem to stop myself from chattering. I had been quiet for so long. I don’t think anyone expected it from me and what is worse, when I caught myself, I stopped suddenly, in mid torrent. <br><br>I sat and remembered my hands. I was sipping the light champagne and hoped that sustenance would be an exception to this passing fancy. One couldn’t sit all the time like this, or be expected to could they? I shook my head an imperceptible degree and decided that latitude must be understood. I waited and hoped I could find something to tempt me on the menu. I had begun to feel the oncoming of a headache; the combination of the high-pitched hum of the engines, the change in altitude, the excitement, lack of food and the first opportunity to notice it now converging upon me. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 01:45:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smiled reassuringly at Heather, noticing the slight flicker of worry that appeared on her face. "Well, I'd hazard a guess that the stewardess will recommend just about anything. Me, I'm going to go for the honey glazed ham roast with the fancy potatoes. None of the appetisers are really me, but for after, the selection of cheeses and then ice cream for dessert."<br><br>I took another quick look around, but still couldn't spot a menu, so just buzzed for the stewardess. Five seconds later, there was a tap on the door, and a few second after that it opened to reveal the politely smiling stewardess from earlier, or one pretty damn similar. "I think we'd like to order now." I said, listing Kate choices as well as my own. "Now, is there anything from the menu you would particularly recommend?" I glanced at Heather and then turned back to the stewardess with a smile. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 01:53:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rest of the flight passed as flights tend to do ... mostly. This one was certainly a lot more enjoyable than, well, any others I'd taken. Still, 14 hours in the air, it takes its toll on a body, and the jet lag doesn't help matters either. I don't think any of us were that awake when we landed, and gathered up our bags. Naturally there was transport laid on to the resort. <br><br>The staff were quite happy to wave us through with the minimum of fuss. I guess there were fairly used to jetlagged guests. Bags were dumped, the essentials sorted, bathroom and quick showers, then we fell into the bed, and sleep.<br><br>I wasn't quite sure what time I woke. I cracked open one eye, and half squinted in the light. It had been evening-ish when we landed ... well, late afternoon at least, even if my body was saying it was half past night. I could feel the warmth of the two girls curled up against me, arms and legs draped over me. I didn't really want to wake them up. Hell, I wasn't sure if I wanted to wake up just yet either. I closed my eye again, wriggling slightly down into the decadently soft mattress, and waited to see if I'd wake up, or fall back asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 17:50:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>I stirred a bit as the fans circulated the cool air-conditioned room. I had never felt better. I was rested, had a lovely dinner the night before, showered and now snuggled in a cool room with warm bodies. I felt resilient and recharged and ready to begin the day. While Kate and Chris lay sleeping and stirring, I took the opportunity to shower for the day and dress. I padded softly across the floor to the shower room. It was exquisite. It looked more like a spa than a shower room for for a suite of any size. While the room was fabulous, it was the shower itself that captured my interest. <br><br>The walls were made from natural stone with a textured terrazzo floor. It was nearly the size of a small apartment bedroom or dormitory room. Nine shower jets interspersed the walls at varying heights. Tall tropical plants were placed in corners around the shower and the entire shower was lidded by an enormous skylight. I began turning the controls at the shower entrances and strong sprays of water responded to each knob I turned. I nearly squealed with delight when an offset knob produced a sheet of water from one wall, a waterfall of sorts.<br><br>I dropped my robe and plunged into the varying pulses and doused myself with steamy water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 18:53:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I roused out of some weird dream to the sound of running water. A quick glance to either side showed Kate still curled up, a faint smile on her lips, but no sign of Heather. I slid out from under her arm, a murmur coming from her as she stirred in her sleep, and padded naked towards the shower. I preferred a bath myself, and the one in the suite was certainly big enough, but that wasn't to say that showers didn't have their good points either. A smile formed on my own lips as I rounded the corner and saw Heather already in there, soapy lather running down her body.<br><br>I leaned against the wall for a few moments, taking in the sight. While the plane had been fun, I hadn't gotten a really good look at her then, and last night sleep seemed a lot more important than play. Her back was towards me, and with the noise of the running water (and my own tendency to moving fairly quietly) she hadn't noticed my arrival. <br><br>I glanced back at Kate. She'd be disappointed that she missed this, if she slept through it. I guess I should do something about that. I padded back to my laptop bag and pulled out the digital camera I'd gotten only last week. Fully charged, top of the line, locked, cocked and ready to rock. I crossed the room, setting it on the small table and turning it towards the shower, zooming it in on Heather. Damn, that was sharp.<br><br>I looked back at the bed once more, grinned, hit the 'Record' button and slipped into the shower, the water feeling very refreshing against my skin. The thought of what I was going to do had me starting to grow hard, and I pressed myself against Heather from behind, slipping my arms around her waist.<br><br>"Good morning, pet. Sleep well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>06-09-2008, 21:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Standing under the pounding jets and streaming sheets of water was a delight. I hadn’t really appreciated it last night, jet-lagged and half asleep when I bathed. I wet and washed my hair, delighting at the sensation of foam, streaming over me. I brought my favorite candy fluff scented liquid soap and worked a lather over my body, filling the room with the sugary scent. <br><br>I’ve always loved my bath goodies; sweetly scented soaps, earthy sugar scrubs and the like have been an indulgence of mine for as long as I can remember. Water and foam ran in torrents over my body as I soaped my arm. That was when Chris stepped up behind me and slipped his arm around my waist. I looked over his shoulder for Kate. She was not there. She must still be sleeping, I surmised. I was going to get my first opportunity to really know Chris on his own. He was naked and as he pressed into me from behind, I began to get an impression of what was on his mind. <br><br>“<em>Good morning, pet. Sleep well?</em>” Chris murmured to me from behind. Pet...I liked the sound of it. Mmm. Something to be cared for, tended to and stroked; who wouldn’t love the sound of that? I had begun to worry. I didn’t know much of the D/S culture and its relationships, but it seemed that I had been feeling more slave than pet. From the little I understood, pet sounded infinitely better. I wondered if they would both regard me the same way or if Kate meant for a harsher relationship, and the gentleness would come from Chris. “<em>I did. Thank you. It’s lovely that you brought me along.</em>” I felt myself blush and looked away, my gaze falling to the large clay pot that held one of the small tropical trees. I brought my gaze back up to him and looked innocently in his eyes, asking him eagerly. “<em>How did you sleep, dear?</em>”<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-09-2008, 00:18:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I gave a small shrug in response to her thanks. The blush was kinda cute. Before I could raise my hand to lift her gaze back to mine she'd raised her head again though, smiling at me. A very pretty smile too .. made her whole face light up.<br><br>"I slept pretty good." I replied. "But I think jet lag does that to you. It'll probably hit again tonight, but after that we should be over the worst of it." I held my arms loosely around her waist, my body against her back. I pressed my face against her wet hair for a moment, sniffing audibly. "Something smells yummy." I said. "I wonder how it tastes."<br><br>I could feel the lather getting between my fingers, and ran them over Heathers stomach in small circles, letting the lather build on them, before I lifted my hands and slowly began to caress her breasts. "So, you need a hand with those hard to reach spots?" I asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>07-09-2008, 16:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>Mmm. Yes Chris, that would be lovely.</em>" As his hand circled my stomach, I picked up the fluff-scented soap and squeezed it down over his hand, watching it seep between his massaging fingers and over the back of his hand. I moved the bottle, inverted, across my shoulders and over my back where I felt a cool trickle of the soap run down my back. <br><br>Squeezing the bottle, I feel the soap run and puddle between our bodies, making our contact slick. I gave a little shiver at the contrast in temperatures between the room-cooled soap and the steaming shower water. I moved it back and forth over us, leaving cool ribbons of the soap on both our bodies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 01:55:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heathers wriggling had just the effect I'm sure she wanted, and I felt myself rising hard between her thighs. I rubbed myself slowly back and forth, just to tease her a little, while my hands continued to run lightly over her breasts. After a few moment I moved back half a step, just enough to give myself room.<br><br>My hands moved to her shoulders and neck, and I began to massage them, my thumbs kneading into the flesh of her shoulderblades, the lather running across them. From there, my hands moved to the back of her neck, pushing her head forwards a little, moving her damp her to lie over her shoulder and down over her chest. <br><br>I leaned in to kiss her neck, tasting the residual sweetness of the soaps on her skin, and slid my hands around to her front again, one on her breasts, the other sliding slowly over her stomach and down between her legs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>10-09-2008, 04:05:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris began to rub my neck and shoulders and my muscles groaned at his touch. I was stiff from the previous day’s flight and the long hours in bed, recouping the lost hours and energies depleted to jet lag. A soft groan escaped my lips and Chris took full advantage of my tiny sound of approval, sliding his cock between my legs. His expert touch was a lovely surprise for my morning routine. I placed my palms on the shower wall to steady myself. <br><br>He caressed my and the soapy lather was an erotic sensation between our skin. “<em>Oh Chris,</em>” I murmured softly as he slid his soap slicked hands around to the front of my body. I stepped out with one leg, and pressed my hips back into his slightly. My head hung down as he planted kisses over my neck and shoulders. Up against the wall, and spread, my were in the position of one being frisked and one doing a very thorough frisking. I smiled to think the assailant was the one doing the frisking. “<em>Thank you, Chris.</em>” I said to him, sweetly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 01:36:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>“Oh Chris”.</em><br><br>I could hear her voice starting to ... not tense, exactly, but there was a subtle change of tone in it. Her pushing back against me made it quite clear she was enjoying our little games.<br><br><em>“Thank you, Chris.”</em><br><br>"You're welcome, pet." I replied, continuing to tease her with my fingers. I placed my hand on her arm, turning her around, and pressing her back against the wall of the shower. The water was washing away the few bubbles that still clung to her, and I traced one last one down over her breast with my fingertips, feeling the smoothness of her skin.<br><br>I leaned in, tilting her head to meet mine with a single finger, a soft brush of lips at first, going deeper with each breath. I sucked gently on her lower lip, running my tongue across them, waiting for her invitation for more. My hands dropped to her hips, squeezing her ass tight as I pulled her against me.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>13-09-2008, 02:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hot water ran over my body and I “presented” myself to Chris. This was all so new to me. It didn’t seem that he was looking for submission so I gave what I had and that was passion. When he turned me around to face him, rather than “take” me, I felt a heat spread through my body. I was still “his pet,” but his desire to face me fueled my desire for him. He watched as the water trickled over my body and I looked at his face as he did. I wanted to be possessed, but I wanted to be possessed for myself. He gave me that impression, that I was cherished. <br><br>When he turned my face up to his, he could have observed both my passion and my gratitude. Yes, I wanted to please, but I also wanted to be a pleasure, in and of my own self. Chris made me excited with his gentle attention. When he kissed me and pulled my body into his, I devoured him in a hungry kiss. I ran my hands over his taught body and sighed. He was beautiful, his hard muscles, his hands running over my body, gripping my ass and pulling me into him.<br><br>“<em>I want you,</em>” I murmured. “<em>I want you to fuck me. Break me, make me your own.</em>” I submitted to him completely, so great was my desire to possess him and be possessed by him. I moved my hand to his cock and began to stroke him very slowly, waiting for him to signal I could advance. <em>“Oh God, look at you</em>.” I moaned. “<em>I’m yours if you’ll have me.</em>”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 21:18:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smiled at her. "I'm going to have you." I replied, my voice low, and full of promise. "Again, and again, and again. I don't think I need to break you though ... unless I find something I don't like so much." I pressed my lips against hers, kissing her thoroughly. "And as long as you obey ... as long as you want to obey ... then we don't have any problems, do we?"<br><br>"Now, on your knees. Get me ready, and yourself too." I looked out of the room, towards the camera. "Turn to the camera. Make sure it gets a good shot of everything you're doing to yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 00:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nodded and lowered myself to the shower floor, kneeling in front of Chris. As far as I could tell, I was warming to the freedom his and Kate’s control gave me. I’d yet to sense any boundary stretched too tightly for my comfort. Still, Chris’ words put me on notice that I may not always be recieved as “the good little pet” and would do well to take care lest I be punished. The thought was not immediate in my thoughts until Chris gave the suggestion. The spray from the many shower jets was softer down near the floor as I knelt and more fanned out; water rained on me from every direction. I looked to the camera, seated just outside the shower on a tripod and felt a gentle ripple of passion move through me. I hadn’t noticed it. Now, with the added pressure of an eternal audience, I felt something rise within me.<br><br>I shrugged it off as my amateur status and took Chris’ stiff straining cock in my mouth, my hands laced together behind my back as I’d been taught on the plane. I kept my back straight and aimed only to please. Still, whether it was the jet lag, or something subconscious, I could not say. Water streamed over my face and body, making it difficult for me to breathe. I moved back from Chris, his hard cock in my mouth, and coughed as water filled my nose, drawn by my breath into my lungs. I tried again. <br><br>Spreading my legs for the camera, I titled my body to the side, opening my legs for the lens in the middle of the room and sliding my hand between them. Each time I lifted my head and pulled back, sucking and tugging on the slick skin stretched over Chris' brick hard shaft, I coughed and choked on the shower stream. I looked up at Chris, his face a blur as the water washed over me and into my eyes. “<em>I...I...I’m sorry,</em>” I coughed. “<em>I can’t…</em>” I sat back on my heels dejected at my failure. “<em>Can we do...do something else for the camera?</em>” I asked softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 00:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course we can, pet." I replied, stroking the side of her face, from the cheek down onto her neck. I dropped to one knee beside her, wiping the shower water from my own face. "I guess there is a little too much water here for this, huh?" I smiled at her, showing that I wasn't bothered. "Hey, you tried, and that counts. Besides, you'll have plenty of other opportunities to try again when we're elsewhere, right?"<br><br>I slid my hand between her thighs, running it lightly over her lips. "So, what else do you think we could do for the camera then?" I asked, teasingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 22:26:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I opened my eyes and after a few seconds of disorientation knew where I was. Bali. In the hotel. In a private villa-apartment-thing-place-yumminess halfway up that wooded hillside... hmm... nice.<br><br>It was cool, still early morning. How long had we slept? All yesterday afternoon and all night? It felt like it. I rolled over. The huge bed was warm but empty. Big enough for four it was, with half-posts at the corners and gauzy drapes along the wall behind it. It looked like somewhere the Queen of Persia might sleep.<br><br>I listened carefully and detected the sound of a shower running. Sitting up I shrugged the sheet off me and yawning, stretched languidly, letting out a loud moan of stretchy-pleasure. I was naked but even in the early morning the temperature of the air on my skin was comfortable.<br><br>To one side of the bedroom through a doorway was the lounge and dining area and the entrance to the apartment. To the other side a further door led to the bathroom. If memory served this was open to the sky with a big round stone bath and a large wet area to shower in...? I couldn't remember clearly.<br><br>Yawning again and rubbing my eyes with my knuckles I stood up and went past the foot of the bed to the big picture window. I drew the drapes aside and slid the glass doors fully open. The strong sweet scent of flowers filled my nostrils. I stepped out down the two or three wide stone steps out onto our large private outdoor area. To the one side outside the lounge was a seating area of a raised padded plinth covered over with a wooden shade. It looked like a double bed outdoors and was scattered with cushions and padded bolsters and the shade could be folded back for sunbathing. To the other side were sun loungers and easy chairs. In front of me though...<br><br>I stepped forwards, the steps from the bedroom paused at the patio then after a gap of a few feet continued down into our private pool. I took one or two steps down, the gloriously warm water coming up to my knees. I tilted my head back and breathed in deeply.<br><br><strong>"Hmmmm..."</strong><br><br>That felt good. I stepped down and then leaned forward rolling lazily down into a small easy dive. In three or four strokes I'd swum to the far side where a slender wall divided the infinity pool from the view across the valley. I stood up in the chest-deep water and rested my forearms on the lip of the wall and gazed happily at the view.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/BaliPrivatePool02.jpg)<br><br>Turning to look back at the apartment I noted how the villas were scattered discreetly around the valley side, some up above us, some to either side yet each was set back behind screens of trees and although I could see their red-tiled roofs, nothing else was visible. Though each apartment had a patio and private pool and a superb view, each was completely private too.<br><br>Resting my neck back on the infinity wall and laying out my arms along the top to either side I lifted my legs and lazily kicked my feet just under the surface. I looked up at the sky then languidly closed my eyes. I felt heavenly to be naked in the water.<br><br><em>Now <span class="bbc_u">this</span> is the life...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Happy an Nice</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 03:42:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smiled and looked up at Chris. Water drove my hair over my eyes, and I blew it out of my face with a sloppy wet breath, blowing more water than hair from my face. I laughed and steadied myself placing a hand on Chris' shoulder as he knelt beside me. We exchanged a word or two and Chris challenged me to use my imagination, asking what I thought I might do for the camera. His hand slid between my legs and teased at my folds. I wanted to please him, show him he'd done the right thing in bringing me along. His touch excited me. Whether he wanted to do it or I did it myself, I wanted to be stroked and probed. I ached for it.<br><br>I sat on the deep stone ledge that went around the shower room, jets of water streaming from my neck down my body, and spread my legs wide for the camera. I gave Chris a moment to decide where to take it from here. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the stone wall and out of the spray of the shower. <br><br><em>"Do you think I'm in camera view</em>?" I asked him. As I sat beneath the spray, I listened for sounds from the other room. I wondered if Kate had stirred yet. "<em>Will this do</em>?" I asked him. I rested my palms on the insides of my thighs, giving the impression of holding my legs apart for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 23:56:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I glanced at where the camera sat, trying to recall the shot I'd seen on the screen, where the ends of the cameras view were. "I think so." I replied, turning to look back at her, and smiling at her pose. "Yeah, I think that'll do nicely."<br><br>I settled to the ground myself, moving slightly so I had a good view without blocking the camera, kneeling <em>seiza.</em> "So," I said, letting the silence stretch for a few moments. "What do you plan to do next?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>24-10-2008, 16:09:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Yeah, I think that'll do nicely."</em><br>I nodded, then looked back at him. <strong>"I was thinking I could masturbate a little, if you would want to watch that."</strong><br><br>I hoped his reply was an affirmative, because my right hand had already drifted along my thigh, my fingers now&nbsp; sliding across my folds. I knew I should have waited for his response, but I needed this so much...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-10-2008, 19:20:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nodded. "Yeah, that sounds good. Show me what you like. I want to see what makes you feel good as well." <br><br>I settled comfortably to watch, the billowing steam from the water adding an almost ethereal quality to the scene. I had an idea or two forming, but wanted to see what our new pet liked before I started to refine them any.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 18:23:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laying there happily in the pool I could hear the gentle wind in the treetops and the birds calling... I could also hear our shower running. <em>Are they both in there? Or did Chris go down to the main hotel for something?</em><br><br>I swam slowly across to the steps and walked up and into our bedroom, dripping everywhere on the smooth stone floor. I found a towel and dried myself, though the early morning tropical heat was doing a good job of that already.<br><br>I picked up the phone, <strong>"Room service. Uhm. Yes. Could we have breakfast for three served in our room please? Oh, I'm not sure. I hadn't thought. Lets just have a little of everything, something English cooked and some yogurts and fruits and cereal. Whatever you have, use your imagination. Fruit juice? Yes please. Oh, and Champagne. Two bottles of Champagne please. And ask your waiter to bring it through and leave it on the cushioned seat table on the patio. Yes. Yes, that's right. Even if we're not around. Thank you."</strong><br><br>I dropped the phone in it's cradle and wiped my hair and ears and dabbed at my neck.<br><br>I went through and stood in the bathroom doorway, leaning one shoulder on the door post. An interesting scene met my eyes.<br><br><strong>"Well. Good morning."</strong> I dropped the towel and rested a hand on my hip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>02-11-2008, 14:40:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I looked round at the voice, smiling at Kate. "Hey you." I said, then nodded past her to where the camera sat on the table. "Smile, you're on camera." <br><br>I held out my hand to her, an invitation to come join us. "You were still asleep when we woke up. Didn't want to disturb you. Since you're up now though, why don't you come on in here and we can all get clean. Or dirty." I added, with a wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>02-11-2008, 16:06:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nodded again. My fingers slowly circled my entrance, working up my desire. Soon, it was enough, and I dipped a finger in, now slowly moving in and out. As one hand explored below, the other moved up to gently squeeze a breast.<br><br>I gave a soft moan as the lower finger found the right places. My other hand began to pinch lightly at my nipple. I gave a brief look that wordlessly asked if I was doing acceptably, then closed my eyes and leaned my head back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 01:33:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hey you, smile, you're on camera."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I glanced at the camera on its tripod and gave it a small wave and wink and blew it a kiss, <strong>"Oh, trying your hand at some home movies. No longer content with the dogs, the Christmas present unwrapping and next door's kids in the paddling pool I see."</strong> <br><br>I walked over to where he knelt, taking his hand I bent and gave him a gentle good morning kiss. With my back to heather, my ankles a little parted and bending from the waist I gave her a small show as I deepened the kiss and offered Chris my tongue. I broke connection after a while then standing and smiling I turned, shuffled against him so my back was to his chest and squatted down, my ankles either side of his thighs. My bare body pressed down onto his stiff root and I teasingly wiggled myself there a moment but did not push myself onto him. I was still dry.<br><br><strong>"Finger me,"</strong> I said, crudely and aloud so Heather could hear, <strong>"Get my hole wet and then use it. I need cock."</strong> I put my hands on my splayed knees and watched the delicious Heather masturbating for the camera. I rested back against Chris carelessly and brazenly my hairless sex gaping.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You were still asleep when we woke up. Didn't want to disturb you. Since you're up now though, why don't you come on in here and we can all get clean. Or dirty."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Well, I do need a shower, that's for sure, but the dirty part first sounds good so fuck me if you want. Let's think about the getting clean stuff later."</strong><br><br><strong>"Like tomorrow maybe."</strong> I added, smiling at our posession and feeling Chris hot and hard against my softness.<br><br><strong>"And how's our newest recruit doing?"</strong> I nodded over at Heather who was beginning to writhe and moan on the low steps that led up to the shower area. <strong>"Quite the little porn star isn't she."</strong><br><br>I quickly realised Chris didn't need to touch me very much, just watching this sweet young thing doing her stuff was enough to get me started I was certain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 02:32:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's coming along nicely, I think." I replied. "But I suspect we'll be able to teach her a few things before the holiday's over and done with." <em>And maybe remind you of a thing or two as well.</em> I added mentally, grinning at Kate's back. We'd been together long enough now I was getting a feel for the little things she liked. Like being shown just who was in charge.<br><br>I rested my two hands on Kates upper arms, then slid the left one in behind her back, and gripped her right arm, just above the elbow. A nice simple little move, if you had the strength for the hold, and it left you holding two arms and having one of your own free ... hmm, I wonder what possibilities that would give.<br><br>My right hand tightened in the back of Kate's hair, pulling her head to the side to expose her throat to me. I probably looked like some dodgy Hammer Horror remake, but it left her neck very kissable, which I proceeded to do, nuzzling from her earlobe down to the shoulder almost, stinging little bites marking my progress. My left arm would keep her securely pinned, so I could do pretty much what I wanted.<br><br>My eyes flicked to Heather. It would be a shame to keep her out of the fun, wouldn't it. <br><br>"Heather." I said, attracting her attention. "Why don't you come kneel here in front of Kate, pet. You only need one hand to get yourself nicely worked up. Let's find a better use for that other hand, and that mouth too, hmm?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 21:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I opened my eyes and watched Kate's behavior with great attention. It certainly wasn't harming the arousal I felt showing off like this.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Quite the little porn star isn't she."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I felt my cheeks flush pink. I supposed I was acting rather like a porn star. There was something embarrassing about that. And something thrilling. I moaned softly.<br><br>He kept my attention by taking hold of her, touching her body in ways I found myself desiring. My eyes met his when he called my name. He had instructions for me, and I obeyed with a quick nod. I must have looked rather awkward, making my way to kneel there, so close to her flower, without removing my hand from between my legs. But I couldn't stop; it felt too good.<br><br><strong>"What, unh, do you, ah, have in mind?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 21:48:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Urnnn."</strong> I let out a grunt of surprise as Chris pinned my arms. I hadn't expected this. <em>Aren't we a partnership here in charge of Heather, training her up? What's his game?</em> I had a flash of an idea that the more dominant role I'd taken on at the airport and on the plane might not be to his liking. Or was it that he always wanted to be top dog. I didn't worry about it too much right now as, arms pinned behind me, he began to play-bite down my neck, making me melt with a sudden hot rush of pleasure.<br><br>His suggestion to Heather to come over caused me to spread my knees wider so that our plaything could see my smoothly waxed sex and the bar and stirrup piercing that threaded my clitoris hood. I began to feel the familiar warm tingling sensation down below as arousal took me over.<br><br>Underneath me Chris' hardness became a bar that my divide sat astride. By working my hips I could rub my soft places along his rigid shape. I let out a happy gurgle as I pleasured myself on him and I turned my head towards his, kissing his ear and scalp as he kissed my neck.<br><br>Heather crawled over...<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"What, unh, do you, ah, have in mind?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Finger me, bitch, do exactly the same thing with both your hands..."</strong> I growled, biting at Chris' ear.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 23:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I lifted my lips from Kate's shoulder as the girls exchanged a few words. "Not just your hands, pet." I ran a hand under Kate's right breast, lifting and gently squeezing it. "Come here, and lick. I want you to get to know our bodies just as well as you know your own. And since I'm a gentleman, that means ladies first." I tweaked Kate's nipple, just a little, knowing how responsive they were. Hopefully Heather would notice too. Having her obey our instructions was fine, but if she could learn to anticipate what we wanted from her, that'd be even better.<br><br>Kate's writhing against me was starting to become more than I could bear. I wanted to drive my cock into her, but she wanted our pet to play with her first, and I wouldn't take that away from her. When we were ready, I'm sure Heather would be only to willing to guide my cock into Kate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 23:33:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I watched with wide eyes as he played with her body. Oh, how I ached to be touched, too. But, I had things to do first. Orders to follow. Of course, I had to figure out <em>which</em> order to obey, and so I hesitated briefly.&nbsp; In the end, I decided that he was clearly the dominant one right now, and so his order would be on top.<br><br>I knelt between Kate's spread legs, looking straight at her bare sex. Then, I took a deep breath and leaned forward, touching the tip of my tongue just below her piercing. I slowly slid it down, over, up, making a small circle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>07-11-2008, 21:17:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I let out a whimper of pleasure as Chris teased my nipple. The most sensitive parts of my body, I think, I've been known to reach a peak just by having my nipples played with, particularly if they're abused somewhat, bitten and chewed especially. Chris pinched me and I couldn't help but fold into him helplessly, enjoying the touch. I tried to free one arm behind me but all I could do was caress his stomach with eager strokes of my palm.<br><br>Then Heather arrived and giving me a careful look that I wasn't sure was eagerness of her own form of <em>wanting</em>, she dipped her head between my thighs. At her touch, the lightest of licks I put my head back and let out a gentle moan. God, she was touching me right <em>there</em>, right around where I'm most sensitive because of my piercing, yet her tongue wasn't touching the actual spot, but was close, teasingly close.<br><br>I closed my eyes at the beautiful sensation.<br><br><strong>"Mmmmm... nnnn... please..."</strong> <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-11-2008, 22:41:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I kept my hold on Kate's arms tight. Something about having her in my thrall was a definite rush for me. She couldn't do much except enjoy the things being done to her, though she could still command Heather, obviously.<br><br>I thought about telling Heather to straighten up. I'd meant for her to obey us both ... to finger Kate as well as herself, and to suck and nip at her oh so sensitive nipples, but I guess I hadn't been precise enough. No biggie though .. judging my Kate's response Heather was doing good, so I'd let it go for now. Hell, it was an excuse to spank her later, if I needed one. I grinned at the thought and continued teasing Kate, moving my hand across to her other nipple ... a little bit of a stretch, but not too much of one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>10-11-2008, 23:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My finger dipped and turned, seeking out all those sensitive places that I knew better than anyone. I let out a&nbsp; moan, feeling the edge not too far distance.<br><br>My tongue brushed across the metal of Kate's piercing, jostling it in ways she would surely love. I found that her moans made me glad; it was so good to know that I was pleasing her. I shifted forward to press my mouth directly against her sweetness, even as I increased the speed of my licking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 13:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris pinched a nipple and I sucked in breath, the pressure almost scorched me at almost the same time, Heather drew my piercing into her mouth and wiggled it about, her tongue flicking and sucking at what lay beneath it.<br><br>I gurgled and moaned, struggling in Chris' arms, then, gasping as Heather almost chewed at me and Chris tweaked my other nipple, I put my head back and spent with a wanton cry and a sudden rush of pleasure that boiled and coursed through me, making me close my legs hard around Heather's head.<br><br>After a while I came down from the mountain and relaxed, gasping. <strong>"Oh, my. Dammit. That's they way to wake up in the morning! Heather, take care of Chris would you, and I'll amuse myself with something else."</strong><br><br>I wiggled in Chris' grip a little more, <strong>"Hnm, darling, let me go, hm?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 21:41:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I chuckled once, releasing Kate's arm from my grip, though not before sinking my teeth lightly into her shoulder again. "You know me." I said. "A gentleman to the end, and a gentleman always ensures a lady's needs are taken care of first, hmm?"<br><br>I looked over at Heather, where she'd moved back a little from Kate, to allow her to rise. "So, pet ... ". I tapped my hand lightly against my thigh. "Why don't you come on over here." I glanced around at Kate. "Or do you think we might be more comfy back in the bed?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>13-11-2008, 22:42:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I peaked as well, crying into Kate's flesh. I dropped away from her, face sticky with her juices. I pulled my other hand forward, strings of fluid clinging to it part of the way, to lean forward on both arms. I sat for a minute or two, just breathing. That had been a really good orgasm. I blushed, remembering the camera.<br><br>Then I turned my head towards Chris. "Well, if you don't mind, the floor in here's getting rather hard on my knees..." I stayed where I was, waiting for a response, and making sure I was fully recovered.<br><br><br>[Sorry about taking so long]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-11-2008, 23:34:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>She pleasured herself?</em> I sat up from where I was resting against the wall.<br><br><strong>"Get up."</strong> I said to Heather, for my part standing too. There was a sharp edge to my tone of voice. <strong>"You brought yourself off? I didn't hear either of us say you had permission to do that. From now on, no coming unless we say so. Understood?"</strong> I frowned at her, then began to slowly walk around her, talking as I went. Now my tone softened somewhat.<br><br><strong>"You were all compliant and sweet and obedient at the airport Heather. And now you play with yourself to orgasm without either of us saying you could finish. I hope you didn't deceive us before the flight in order to get a seat out here and now you've arrived you're going to be all naughty."</strong> I leaned close behind her and whispered, <strong><em>"Or is that your plan? Are you naughty, Heather? You want to be punished? I can, you know, right now."</em></strong> I selected a small white hand towel and threw it into the still running shower area where it got soaking wet at once.<br><br>I went round in front of her. <strong>"Turn round. Look in the shower. There's a wet towel there. If you think naughty girls deserve a whipping then go and get it and bring it back here and ask me nicely to whip you. And if you don't want to be whipped,"</strong> I turned and winked at Chris, <strong>"Then you will service the two of us all day and <em>not</em> come again."</strong><br><br>I leaned in and gave her a deep, soft tender kiss, my tongue eating her out, tasting my own juices. I lifted my hands and cupped her breasts, lifting the soft weight and coursed my thumbs over her nipples.<br><br>I broke the kiss.<br><br><strong>"Which will it be Heather? Whipping and coming. Or neither? You decide."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-11-2008, 23:48:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I enjoyed watching Heather bring herself off, her body shivering in pleasure as she came. Kate's tone brought my head around to look at her, though my expression was neutral. <em>Seems Kate is really getting into the domme idea.</em> I thought. <em>Ok, I hadn't told Heather she couldn't cum, but that whole slave training and orgasm denial thing ..</em> I let my thoughts trail off. I'd read about that stuff, but it hadn't interested me all that much at the time. <br><br>Kate's wink made me think she wasn't going to be quite the hard ass she was letting on. Was this another of the game's she was liking? I rose to my feet, and moved to stand behind Heather, so Kate could see me while Heather couldn't. "Maybe I should help our pet make her mind up." I said, reaching my hands around her to play with her breasts. I pulled her back against me, so she could feel the length of my shaft pressed against her. "I'm betting she'll want to be let cum again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 00:06:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My eyes opened wide, and I rushed to obey, my breasts jiggling with the speed of my movement. There was something in her voice... "But..." I gulped. "You... you didn't tell me I couldn't..." I followed her with my eyes, until she left my field of vision. "Un... understood."<br><br>I shuddered. "I... but..." I stammered, not sure what to say. Punishment? But I had no idea I'd done something wrong. Or was that the point? I didn't know. I glanced behind me and gulped. But before I could say anything more, she was kissing me. I let out an involuntary moan; her hands on my breasts felt so <em>good</em>... Then she was gone, and giving me the devil's choice.<br><br>"Well, uh, I..." I gasped, feeling hands again on me. I didn't think I wanted them to whip me but... I felt his shaft, pressed so tight against me. Between the kiss, the touches to my breasts, and that... He was right. I needed to cum again. But... I stood silent for a lengthy moment. The longer I delayed, the more I felt that I would need the pleasure. I gulped again. "P... please, whip me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 01:04:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm betting she'll want to be let cum again."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I nodded, <strong>"Me too. She's a naughty little trollop so I'm guessing she will as well."</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"P... please, whip me..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Hmmm... there's a good girl. Just as I thought. Things might work out after all. But first I think Chris wants something. Chris, my love? You seem intent on something... Do you want to fuck her before I whip her? Or shall I whip her then let you fuck her? I'm easy."</strong><br><br>While I talked and Chris squeezed her breasts, I couldn't really not pass up the opportunity, her lifted nipples were on offer so I reached out with my thumbs and forefingers and pinched and rolled them, just casually amusing myself with the two hard buds while I let Chris make his mind up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 01:25:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm." I lifted a hand to rub my chin, pondering the question. "I think we should get the whipping out of the way first. Then I can take my time with her." I slid my arms in around Heathers, pinning her as I had done Kate just a short time before.<br><br>"Then I'm thinking we might see how Heather looks with her arms bound up behind her. We'll want to move through to the bedroom for that. You can help her to suck my cock, then she can climb on top of me and fuck me til I cum. If she's a good girl, she gets to cum too." I had a mental image of Kate kneeling behind Heather as she sat astride me, playing with the other girls clit, making her beg to be allowed to cum as she slid up and down on my cock. <br><br>Heather might not know what I was thinking about, but I suspected she'd be getting the idea I was thinking about something fun, given how tight she was pressed against me.<br><br>"Maybe you can show her some of the toys we brought too?" I added.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 01:46:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I think we should get the whipping out of the way first. Then I can take my time with her."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Sure. I think that seems very fair."</strong> I twisted and pinched watching Heather react to my none-too-gentle abuse of her tender places. <strong>"Well, I'll get <em>one</em> of the whippings over with now. It's my first time in the role so I do need the practice."</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Then I'm thinking we might see how Heather looks with her arms bound up behind her. We'll want to move through to the bedroom for that. You can help her to suck my cock, then she can climb on top of me and fuck me til I cum. If she's a good girl, she gets to cum too."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Planning well ahead again I see."</strong> I shrugged, <strong>"Let's tie her arms now. I've always wondered what a bound girl being whipped looks like. Other than on videos of course..."</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Maybe you can show her some of the toys we brought too?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Definitely. You know you were saying that double ended strap-on was too big and I argued it wasn't? Well, now we can find out. The hole will need stretching a bit first, I'll leave that part up to you."</strong><br><br><strong>"Come on trollop, time to tan your pretty little hide. Follow me."</strong><br><br>The 'follow me' wasn't so much an instruction to her but a suggestion to Chris, since Heather wasn't going anywhere of her own free will. I led the way into the bedroom where the four-poster bed and the heavy steel curtain rails around the double sliding doorway above the steps down to the pool both offered options to hang a slave from.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 01:58:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bedroom:<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/BaliBedroom.jpg)<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/52/BaliBedroom02.jpg)<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/BaliBedroom03.jpg)<br><br>The lounge:<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/BaliLounge.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 00:02:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My mind was in a state somewhat resembling turmoil. Mostly this stemmed from the need to cum, the fact I'd just asked them to whip me, and the continuing feeling in my breasts. And then the phrase 'good girl'. That had an effect on me. I think it was good. Yeah, definitely.<br><br>"Ah!" I let out a gasp, my nipples standing quite hard under her painful touch. Painful, yet... I gulped as they discussed what to do with me. I was full of apprehension, but also excitement. I whimpered as she played her rough game with my nipples, but at the same time I grew even damper. I would definitely be good girl for them. My body wouldn't let me do anything else.<br><br>I didn't speak as I was led to wherever they would take me. I was too wrapped up in the fear and arousal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 00:22:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just the arms?" I said as we walked into the bedroom. "Now, you know I'm more creative than that." I walked around to the bags and drew out a fairly long length of rope, coiling it loosely around my arm. "Come on over here, pet." I said to Heather, smiling reassuringly. "I've been wanting to try this for a little while now, and no time like the present, hmm?"<br><br>I placed the coil of rope over her head, letting the two ends slither down between her breasts. I tied a series of knots in the rope, one just above her breasts, one between them and a couple below, with a last one that snugged tightly between her thighs. The loose ends I took between her legs, drawing them up her back and through the loop behind her neck, snugging it down til it sat against her shoulders. "Comfy, pet?" I asked, as I settled it into place.<br><br>I turned her in place, drawing the two ends of the rope around her body, just above her breasts, through the hole and back, under her breasts this time as it looped to the back. Again and again it went around, drawing through the holes created by the knots and slowly tightening as it worked down her body.One last pull to tighten it, a check on the knots and I tied it off. I made sure that that one knot sat right on her clit, the ropes tight enough that even breathing would cause an almost imperceptable rubbing on it. I gave the rope a small twang so she'd know exactly what it would do while I got a smaller piece from the bag.<br><br>I drew her arms behind her, looping the rope around her wrists about 4 times, passing it through one of the loops at the back to hold it in place. Tied off, it would allow her a little movement, but not much.<br><br>Half the rope done, a twist, and coiled it around itself, leaving Heathers wrists constrained by effective a pair of rope handcuffs. I slid a couple of fingers in around the ropes, checking they're weren't too tight, and wouldn't be a danger to her. <br><br>I placed my hands on her shoulders, turning her around to face Kate. "Taa-dah!" I said, smiling. "Not too bad for a first attempt, hmm?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 00:46:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I watched Chris put Heather into a passable <em>shibari</em>. When he was done I nodded, smiling. By then I had drawn a small, multi-thonged sauna whip, or 'play' whip from our Big Bag of Fun. I stood, fists on hips, the whip sticking out of my right hand.<br><br><strong>"Not bad,"</strong> I grinned at Chris, <strong>"I never knew you were in the boy scouts."</strong> I walked up to them both, him holding her, and dipping my head while holding Heather's gaze, drew a nipple into my mouth, gently suckling on it a moment, then with a little chew I let it go.<br><br><strong>"You should have let me put a suspender belt and stockings on her first though - I know you're a fan of a girl in bondage and stockings... remember?"</strong> I winked at him.<br><br><strong>"So... you gonna bind her elbows too?"</strong> I asked, experimentally flicking the whip through the air a few times making it <em>swish</em> satisfyingly. <strong>"Then I want her tied up somewhere where there's plenty of space for her to move around in."</strong> I eyed the open doorway out to the pool with it's heavy duty iron pole curtain track above. <strong>"That looks good,"</strong> I observed chattily, <strong>"The people in the chalets across the valley should get a glimpse of her."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 20:55:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sight of the rope--quite obviously more than it would take to bind just my arms--triggered something. I was still apprehensive about the pain, but the bondage... that I wanted. I gave a nod and trotted over to him, ready, at least, for this step.<br><br>I stood cooperatively still while he worked at the bondage. Shibari! I'd read about it online. It was beautiful and, I realized, incredibly erotic to wear. I let out a moan as the rope pressed into my sensitive parts, enjoying the feeling. I responded to his question with a nod.<br><br>The ropes tightened. They were snug on my body, tight around my breasts... and delicious. I forced myself not to wiggle as the rope drew so tight in my pussy, the know resting so teasingly on the bud. It wasn't much stimulation, but it was constant... I gasped at the twang, but the spike in the stimulation was definitely not enough to bring me to the edge.<br><br>I felt my wrists tied. I had no way out, now. Not that I wanted one. The rope harness was doing wonderful things... if only I could make it the rest of the way...<br><br>Then I saw Kate's whip, and remembered what was in store for me. Yet, with the bondage... something in my mind was put to ease. I was still worried, but... I moaned and pressed my chest forward, the attention to my nipple so wonderful. This, of course, pulled at the crotch rope; I realized quickly that <em>everything</em> would, and in some ways that worried me more than the upcoming whipping. I let out a soft squeal as her teeth briefly replaced her lips, then stood still and tried to control my breathing.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"The people in the chalets across the valley should get a glimpse of her."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I let out a startled gasp. It was one thing for these two to see me naked, but people I didn't know at all? The idea was frightening. And, I realized, exciting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 23:15:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Bind her elbows together, I want to see her tits stick out more."</strong><br><br>While Chris passed more soft rope higher up her arms, I decided I needed a little more height to do this properly, and a little more presence. I went to the bureau and took out a pair of best quality fashioned black stockings and sitting on the Ottoman at the foot of the bed, drew them carefully up my legs, slowly and teasingly getting the seams straight, standing to bend and turn and check in the mirror, letting Chris and Heather enjoy the show. I held them up with a pair of tightly elasticated thigh garters that had little froths of black lace and some cute satin bows with dangly little ribbons. Checking in the wardrobe mirror that everything was in order I slipped my feet into a pair of black shiny patent four-inch heels. I clicked in them back across the tiled floor. Better. Much better. Changes the whole way you walk - and behave.<br><br><strong>"Is that better Chris? More to your liking?"</strong> I said standing with my ankles a foot apart and looking back over my shoulder at him and winking.<br><br><strong>"I'd like her upright. Can you put a shoulder harness of rope on and loop the end up over the curtain rod so she's held up in the doorway?"</strong><br><br>I watched him working. He seemed to have confidence and I wondered quite when he'd picked this little skill up...? He wound more soft rope about Heather's shoulders, under her arms and across her chest below her breasts, lifting them a little, then wrapping back around behind, tying the shoulder harness in with the <em>shibari</em> on her upper back. Once more under the arms and across the front, this time <em>above</em> her breasts so her tits were squeezed somewhat (though not too tightly) and bulged out. Finally back to the <em>shibari</em> behind her shoulder blades, running a length through and he was done. A pretty passable harness that a victim could be suspended upright with.<br><br><strong>"May I play with our toy now?"</strong> I asked sweetly and I took the loose rope ends and dragged her backwards unceremoniously to the open doorway and threw the rope up and over the curtain rod. Pulling it down I checked for strength and fortunately for our purposes the iron rod seemed to be well set into the stonework with heavy bolts. I hauled the rope down more and tied it off at the harness knot, this hauled Heather up a little.<br><br>I stood back and walked around her, admiring her from every angle. I tweaked a nipple here, cupped and squeezed a breast there as I enjoyed my tour.<br><br><strong>"I think a couple more touches just to finish off. While I'm working why don't you get the camera and tripod back in here my love? Then as I finish off you can have a kiss and feel her up. I know she likes it, don't you my darling?"</strong> I asked rhetorically, giving her one last long lingering kiss.<br><br>When he had set the camcorder running I clicked over to our toy bag and got out three one foot long metal poles, screwing them together much like collapsible tent poles do. I clipped a padded leather cuff to the D rings at the ends of the now three-foot long pole and then using small padlocks, put the cuffs around Heather's ankles. Her legs were now held apart by a three-foot spreader bar. And because her shoulder harness was taut and I'd now parted her legs she was forced to stand on the balls of her feet. I watched her carefully as she padded about, the crotch rope clearly being the key element in all this.<br><br>One final touch... from the bag I drew out a vibrating egg. It was a wireless design about the size of a chicken's egg. It was switched on simply by rotating the two halves in opposite directions around a small hidden thread to make a contact. It began to buzz away fiercely and happily. Bending in front of Heather -Chris got a nice show I don't doubt- I pulled her crotch rope aside with some difficulty (and none too gently) and forced the egg into her slick wet opening, pushing it well in. Pleased with the result I got a second egg, turned this on too and pushed that into her vagina as well, making sure the crotch rope was back properly in place.<br><br>The eggs had plastic safety cords to remove them with. I left these dangling.<br><br>I imagined the two plastic eggs would now be clattering away and jostling nicely together inside her tight wet tunnel. I stood up and surveyed our plaything.<br><br><strong>"You had the choice of avoiding a whipping but not having any orgasms today either,"</strong> I said calmly to her, flicking the small whip casually and lightly over her breasts. <strong>"Or you could choose both."</strong> I flicked her chest again. I stood right in front of her and pushed my nakedness against hers, our breasts squashing. With my free hand I pulled her head back with a hank of hair and kissed her aggressively, pushing my tongue in deep.<br><br>I broke the kiss and let her head go. <strong>"You're a good girl, Heather, I'm pleased. You chose both. But the fun part is... you're going to have both <em>together</em>. I'm going to whip you Heather, and you're going to come. You can squeeze your body round the eggs or you can masturbate yourself against the crotch rope - or, if you're that way inclined, you can ride the pain."</strong> I raised a questioning eyebrow, wondering if our innocent little girl was capable of that. Yet. <strong>"And you can take as long as you like or come as soon as you want, but until you do... I'm not going to stop."</strong><br><br>I stepped back and to the side so I could lay the whip fairly lightly against her rear, one stroke, two, three, flicking it up playfully and sharply against the sweetest lowest curve of her rump where the soft flesh joined her thighs.<br><br>I moved in front of her and flicked it backhand across her breasts, striking them both, fully and firmly, watching them bounce and hearing her gasp.<br><br>Then I began to whip her thighs, the insides then the backs... then back to her bottom again... then breasts... then playfully and much more lightly up between her wide-parted thighs... then her stomach...back to her pussy, always moving around her not letting her guess where she'd be feeling the teasing little stings next.<br><br><strong>"In your own time my darling... it's down to you."</strong> I grinned, catching sight of Chris watching, his eyes taking in the gorgeous bound nude plaything we had three weeks to amuse ourselves with, <strong>"And try not to disturb the neighbours. If you scream, I'll gag you."</strong><br><br>I didn't hit her <em>hard</em>, not real agony but enough to hurt a little. It wasn't the sort of instrument to break the skin, but it would redden it and make it tender, and the longer the whipping went on, the more tender her skin would get. And the more it hurt the more she'd sway and swing and twist. And the more she did <em>that</em>, the more that maddening little knot would abuse her clit...<br><br><strong>"Oh, and if you want to come more than once, that's fine. You have my permission to enjoy yourself as much as you like. So don't hold back."</strong><br><br><em>Flick, flick, FLICK!, flick, flicky, FLICK!</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 01:53:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=16395.msg946975#msg946975">Quote from: Haibane on 18-11-2008, 23:15:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Is that better Chris? More to your liking?"</strong> I said standing with my ankles a foot apart and looking back over my shoulder at him and winking.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"You know fine well it is." I replied, grinning. Kate had always thought I'd had a thing for her breasts, and they were very nice, but it was her legs that really appealed to me. It hadn't taken her too long to figure out I like stockings just as much as she did.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=16395.msg946975#msg946975">Quote from: Haibane on 18-11-2008, 23:15:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"I'd like her upright. Can you put a shoulder harness of rope on and loop the end up over the curtain rod so she's held up in the doorway?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>I nodded. "I think I can manage that." It took me a moment or two to recall the basics of that tie, and to start winding it around Heathers body. I hadn't mentioned this stuff to Kate before. I'd wanted it to be a surprise, and kinda had figured on using it on her. I still would, but Heather got to enjoy it first, and a little more opportunity to practice wouldn't hurt either. Once I had it completed, I turned back to Kate, rolling my hand to point to Heather.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=16395.msg946975#msg946975">Quote from: Haibane on 18-11-2008, 23:15:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"May I play with our toy now?"</strong> <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Well, since you asked so nicely .. sure." I replied. I watched as Kate pulled the rope over the curtain rod in the doorway, and pulled Heather to her.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=16395.msg946975#msg946975">Quote from: Haibane on 18-11-2008, 23:15:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"I think a couple more touches just to finish off. While I'm working why don't you get the camera and tripod back in here my love? Then as I finish off you can have a kiss and feel her up. I know she likes it, don't you my darling?"</strong> <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><em>Funny, I was just thinking the same thing.</em> I thought, wandering over to where the camera sat, still focused on the now empty shower. I carried it back, moving around to capture the scene as Kate worked. She was definitely enjoying herself.<br><br>I watched as she teased Heather more, smiling at her. <em>I wonder how Kate would feel about being trussed up like that.</em> I thought idly. <em>I think it'll be fun finding out.</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=16395.msg946975#msg946975">Quote from: Haibane on 18-11-2008, 23:15:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"You're a good girl, Heather, I'm pleased. You chose both. But the fun part is... you're going to have both <em>together</em>. I'm going to whip you Heather, and you're going to come. You can squeeze your body round the eggs or you can masturbate yourself against the crotch rope - or, if you're that way inclined, you can ride the pain."</strong> <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><em>Ride the pain?</em> I arched an eyebrow at this. I knew Kates tastes were a little further along than mine, but wasn't quite sure what she had in mind here. <em>Guess we can talk about it later.</em> I thought. <em>After exhaustion has us collapse on the bed I think.</em><br><br>I watched as Kate began to work her toy across Heathers body, the sharp cracks seeming quite loud in the room. I moved around to get them both in a good shot and contented myself with watching. Once we had Heather properly worked up, I'd have plenty of time for fun with her too.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 19:38:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I watched her pull on stockings, heels... the end result was quite nice. Meanwhile,&nbsp; I felt more rope wrap my arms, my breasts, squeezing. I glanced down and couldn't help but appreciate the way they stuck out. The rope was tight, yes, and it squeezed them. Yet... that didn't feel unpleasant; no, it was, I'd have to say, a good feeling, albeit an different sort of one.<br><br>I stumbled over to the doorway, gasping slightly as the rope pressed and rubbed. But, of course, it was nowhere near enough. I moaned softly as she played with my body. Each touch brought its own pleasure and triggered small movements, rubbing oh so slightly, but oh so noticeable, not below. That rope would soon be quite thoroughly soaked.<br><br>A quiet gasp escaped when I saw the bar and cuffs and realized her intentions. Soon enough, I was awkwardly stepping about, trying to solidify my balance. This had the expected effects on my clit, and I let out a soft groan. Hopefully, she'd hurry up and whip me so this teasing could stop. But why would she do that?<br><br>I gasped again, this time in surprise at the brief disappearing of the crotch rope--that and the increased tightness in the other ropes pulling it caused. The sound repeated, then turned into a soft moan, as vibrations spread through me.<br><br>I flinched back, well, as much as I could from the first couple flicks. They were light enough for this to be entirely unnecessary; it was a movement of anticipation, and I felt it between my legs. I pushed back passionately into her kiss; I wonder if she knew how aroused I was feeling. Probably. She definitely would from that. I couldn't find words to respond to her, so I merely nodded.<br><br>Then the whipping began. Each stroke brought a gasp and a movement, and each movement rubbed my oh so sensitive clit. The breast strikes drew particularly expressive reactions, as did it when she hit my pussy. As the whipping went on, my gasps turned to grunts, the volume gradually increasing as I became more sensitive. It hurt, it definitely hurt but...<br><br>But it wasn't calming the fire in my core. If anything, it was like throwing on gas. I danced around under the whip, rope rubbing, vibrators buzzing away. My grunts and gasps were joined by moans.<br><br>It probably wouldn't be long now before I came.<br><br><br>[Sorry for the delay, will probably be faster from here on out]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 13:28:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She danced beautifully under the lash. I say 'lash' but it was nothing brutal and would never break the skin, and her breasts, being soft with no strong muscle or bone beneath the surface were the safest place to whip, strangely enough. The soft fleshy parts marked least and reddened slowest. Even so as I continued I found the places she gave me the most reaction and she definitely liked having her breasts whipped, she was pushing forwards, thrusting her chest out and arching her back so that her crotch rubbed more against the rope that was now discolouring more darkly.<br><br>The sounds she made, soft moans that gradually turned to grunts, more and more urgent. I spent a while just teasing her by plying her bottom and the backs of her thighs for five minutes, knowing it was the place that seemed to get her least worked up. I'm a big fan of bottoms though, especially the secret enchanting little places that are hidden there.<br><br>Then I moved back round her. I broke the session for a moment and lowered the whip, instead bringing a hand up and placing it on her smooth soft tummy, stroking her over the criss-crossing ropes, then lifting the hand to appreciatively cup a breast, lifting and squeezing.<br><br><strong>"Pretty tits, Heather. Beautiful. And you look very pretty like that. I need to bind your elbows together more often. I love how exposed you are."</strong> I leaned forward slowly, almost kissing her, hovering with my mouth a centimetre from her lips. Then teasingly I drew back.<br><br><strong>"Hm, now, where was I?"</strong> my hand still caressed her curves and I looked at it as though absent-mindedly just remembering what I was doing, <strong>"Oh that's right, your beautiful exposed bosom."</strong> I stepped back to continue when there was a knock on the door.<br><br><strong><em>"Room service!"</em></strong> an accented voice said in English.<br><br><strong>"Oh, Chris, that'll be breakfast. I ordered a bit of everything. Have them bring it through and serve it on the sun deck by the padded bed thing. They'll have to come through here but I'll swing our ornament aside."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 19:10:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I thought breakfast was right here." I replied. "I've already had a nibble or two, and that's just whetted my appetite all the more." I walked around behind Kate, putting my arm around her and pulling her hard against me. My hand slid down between her thighs and rubbed her as the camera slid over her shoulder to focus on Heather. "But I suppose if you went to the trouble of ordering, then I really ought to go let them in."<br><br>I slid one finger briefly between her wet folds, then walked towards the door, setting the camera down on the table. Opening it, there was one of the maids .. quite a cute little thing, very petite. Her eyes widened fractionally as she realised I was naked, but that was the only sign she gave. I stepped back, opening the door wider to let her wheel the trolley that was piled high with covered platters.<br><br>"Just bring it on through." I said, gesturing for her to enter, and closing the door behind her when she'd done so. I couldn't see her expression when she'd come through and looked up, but I'm sure it amused Kate no end. "Where'd you say you wanted breakfast laid out?" I asked her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>11-12-2008, 23:22:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I was close to my orgasm, so close... It was surprising, but not unwelcome. The pain flowed through me, heating me. Especially when she hit my breasts. The feelings were... my pleasure-and-pain addled mind groped for a word... wonderful.<br><br>But she moved behind me, and I wasn't quite able to reach over the edge, not before she stopped. I tried to thrust myself against the rope, against the vibrators, but it just wasn't quite strong enough...<br><br>She touched my breast, and I pushed it to her hand as well as I could. I was breathing heavily, practically panting. My need was obvious. I would have kissed her, had my bond had the slightest bit more slack. Instead, I just hung there.<br><br>Then, she spoke again, and I shifted my weight to present my chest as best I could. Amazing. Not long ago I was afraid of a whipping... now I was embracing it.<br><br>My eyes flew wide and my jaw dropped. <em>Room service?</em> My cheeks flushed. They wouldn't have her bring it in, and thus see me... would they? I hung in my bonds, unable to do anything, wishing that she would just leave so Kate could get on with it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 15:03:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since Kate seemed a little intent on her games, I'm not sure if she heard me or not. I gave a small shrug, and motioned the girl on in. It was a little tricky to tell, given her half lowered head, but she seemed to be blushing. <em>Heh. Well, I guess this wasn't something she got to see every day. Mental note, tip her well.</em> I thought.<br><br>I left her to bring the food in, and start setting it out, keeping a half eye on her while I went to find where my wallet had got to. She did keep darting glances at the girls though. Wonder if she was actually enjoying it, or if it was fear we'd want her to take part. I gave a small shake of the head, smiling, and went back to digging through my clothes. <em>Where the heck did I leave that bloody thing?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 19:58:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It transpired there were two maids who brought breakfast. Both of them were delightfully dainty things, Thai women, probably no older than eighteen and wearing the hotel's cute maid uniform of a white full skirted dress complete with puffed sleeves and crisp bib aprons and twee little cotton caps. They both looked wonderful.<br><br><strong>"Oh, yes please. Sorry Chris, I got carried away there. Can you take it through to the sun lounger on the patio please and lay it out there? Thank you very much."</strong> 'Taking it through' involved using the double doorway that Heather was hanging in and I used my sauna whip to beat her buttocks and breasts hard a few times, <strong>"Move aside dear, let the nice ladies through."</strong> I said hitting her to encourage her to try her best to stand to one side.<br><br>The maids said nothing but blushed furiously as they went past, while I amused myself by tucking the whip under my arm and taking Heather's tits in my hands again to play with, squeezing, pulling the whole breast downwards between their tight ropes and then playing with the nipples, giving them none too gentle little tugs. The maids came back, having laid out the food and drink.<br><br><strong>"Thank you very much girls. But just wait there a minute."</strong> I pointed to the floor a couple of feet in front of Heather and went to my purse in my bedside drawer, getting out several very large denomination Thai banknotes and giving two or three to each maid, more than they earned in a fortnight, probably. <strong>"This is a payment for bringing breakfast and putting it out so nicely while our slave was blocking the doorway. Very selfish of her. It's also for you two to do something for me. Stand there and lift your skirts. We want to see your panties."</strong> I waited while the maids complied. One of them was quite eager to do so, I think she might be that kind of maid who is happy to do 'favours' for guests in their rooms. I noted her name badge for possible further use later. The other one who looked younger, blushed like crazy and couldn't take her eyes of Chris' manhood but more slowly than the first, lifted her skirt too until we three were treated to the sight of two cute pairs of dusky thighs and pastel shaded panties.<br><br><strong>"Isn't that nice Heather? Aren't they pretty?"</strong> I went back to casually fondling the bound blonde's breasts again, <strong>"They've been very good to us don't you think? So why don't you pay them back by spending in front of them? Go on, grind that yummy pussy of yours against your crotch rope and bring yourself off. Please don't keep the girls waiting."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>goalt</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 03:02:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh god. They were bringing them in. Acting as if this was perfectly normal. Maybe it was, for them. But, for me, it was horrendously embarrassing. Here I was, naked, bound, obviously in the process of being whipped, flush with my need.... It didn't help that they were young and attractive. Not at all.<br><br>And then she began hitting me again, right in front of them! I did my best to move to the side; I couldn't get very far as I was. I was mortified. And yet... there was something erotic here, in this exposure... My face was dark red. I did my best to keep still, but in this position the ropes pulled all the more, and I <em>needed</em> that stimulation.... I couldn't stop myself from grunting and moaning as she toyed with my breasts. That felt so wonderful... I found myself rubbing at the ropes again.<br><br>I flushed deeper, if possible. What was she thinking, telling them to lift their skirts. Couldn't she, we, get in serious trouble for that? One of them, at least, was perfectly willing, but... Oh, god, she was talking to me. "Ye...yes..." They were pretty, I couldn't deny it. But, bring myself off in front of them? Could I?<br><br>My mind was unsure, but my body wasn't. Almost unconsciously, I strained against my bonds, pushing the rope as deep into me as it would go. And there she was, touching my breasts, now tender from the whip... I could hardly believe myself, but I was doing it. Maybe, something in me said, maybe I appreciate audience... In any case, I was rapidly approaching the climax that had been building this whole time.<br><br>I would have liked to peak under the lash, but it was not to be; at least, not yet. I came hard, pleasure coursing through me, my cries loud and incoherent. Oh, god... It was wonderful. Between the bondage and the pain and, yes, the exhibition... It was incredible.<br><br>I hung panting, the rope still pressed tight, panting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 19:42:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Right now I was so turned on, I was going to have to do something or I was going to explode. I crossed the room to where Kate stood and scooped her up into my arms. "You! Now!" was all I half whispered into her ear.<br><br>I carried her back to the bed and tossed her down onto it, the mattress bouncing slightly under the impact. I ran my hands down her stocking clad leg and slid the shoes off her. They were fine, but she'd a tendency to like to wrap her legs around me, and the points of those heels digging in would hurt. Pain wasn't my thing. That line still didn't really blur for me, even while we were having sex.<br><br>I grinned down at Kate, and leaned forwards, pressing my lips against hers and kissing her hard, like I wanted to devour her. I hadn't been blind to the maids behaviour either, and when I broke the kiss I looked over towards them. I ran my hands along Kate's arms, extending them out away from her sides, as far as they would go. The little one's gaze was still fixed on me, much as she was trying to avoid it, and the remains of a blush was still on her cheeks.<br><br>"Girls, why don't you come over here and give me a hand." I said, smiling. "I want you to pin this naughty girls hands under you, and stop her from wriggling too much, while I do very naughty things to her." I gave them a wink, and then turned to Kate to see how she was reacting. I could still see Heather hanging half limp across the room, but she'd have a good view from there too. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 13:24:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather was a far dirtier girl than I could have wished for, it took her no time at all for her to bring herself to a loud moaning shuddering peak as she ground her crotch hard against the rope that sliced between her legs, her hips flicking forwards and back in her eager attempts to ride the obstruction as hard as she could. After a few minutes of the most erotic display I had ever see she stopped and hung there wetly, gasping and obviously happy in her bonds, the two maids wide-eyed and speechless.<br><br>I guess it isn't every day you take in a breakfast trolley to a hotel room only to walk in on a full blown BDSM scene.<br><br><strong>"Good girl, Heather. I'm very pleased. Those vibrating eggs are still working away there, hm?"</strong> I patted her pubic area affectionately, <strong>"If you want, you can come again, feel free to enjoy yourself."</strong> I raised the sauna whip to accompany her towards what I hoped would be her second orgasm by beating her buttocks and breasts when I caught movement from the corner of my eye.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You! Now!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Uhfff!"</strong> I gasped as I was grabbed and scooped up. I dropped the whip. I was thrown onto the bed where I bounced on my back. I grinned up at Chris, <strong>"Oh, you want something?"</strong> He caressed my legs and I opened them for him, my aching wetness on display, <em>Oh, yeah, have me now, while Heather brings herself off again watching us...</em> He took my shoes off and then leaned over me, <strong>"Mmmm,"</strong> I moaned happily into the kiss, opening my mouth to welcome his tongue in.<br><br>Chris grabbed my arms and extended them out to my sides. I smiled at him. There were cuffs in the toy-box... But he had other ideas, and, as it turned out, much better ones.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Girls, why don't you come over here and give me a hand. I want you to pin this naughty girls hands under you, and stop her from wriggling too much, while I do very naughty things to her."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Uh!"</strong> was all I could happily say. At once the slightly older looking maid responded. She paused and turned back and said something in a fast quiet sing-song langauge to the shyer one, taking her sleeve and pulling her, <em>"Quickly, if we play along they might pay us more!"</em> could have been the message for all I knew. Dropping their skirts the two of them came to either side of the huge bed. Even with my arms spread out wide there was ample space for a person to kneel or lie beyond my reach and still be comfortable on it. I watched the rude and incredibly tense scene unfold and the more eager girl lifted her skirts again and knelt on the bed. She didn't do what I expected which was to hold my wrist in her hands, but she scuttled forwards on her knees, facing my head and kneeling astride my forearm. She then raised her skirts and squatted down on my hand, pinning my arm in place. She grinned at me and blushed a little, perhaps unsure, at her rather forward actions. Then she dropped her long skirts around herself in a pool and sat down on her heels... my hand was at once covered by something warm and soft. Pinned firmly in place I turned it round so the knuckles lay on the bed and the palm was uppermost and found the maid's panty gusset right over my fingers. Her eyes went wide as I moved my fingers along the warm cloth, feeling her bulging sex. I stared at her and she stared back, our silent communication breaking all language barriers. She grinned and her eyes fluttered closed then opened again as she felt my hand make contact and begin to play with her under there. She shut her eyes again and bit her lip but stayed silent.<br><br>On the other side the shyer girl merely crawled onto the bed and kneeling forwards held my other wrist with her hands. She looked from me to her colleague to Chris in wide-eyed confusion but didn't refuse. I noted the silly girl had faced up the bed away from Chris and her skirted rump was stuck in the air towards him. Knowing Chris that rump might be getting a spank or two before long. I turned away from the two maids and lifted my head looking at Chris and smiling.<br><br><strong>"Well, this <em>is</em> a surprise. Now what, lover?"</strong> I wiggled my fingers under the bolder girl and she whimpered. For Chris I lifted and spread my legs, inviting him to take me. Beyond Chris hung Heather, no doubt watching everything, unless she was distracting herself again of course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Offer</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 00:42:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm, let me think." I replied, putting a pondering expression on my face. "Oh yes .. this." I leaned forwards, guiding Kate's legs onto my shoulders, and sliding straight into her. She was absolutely soaking, as I figured she would be, and I slid all the way in, leaning forwards to press her legs back against her body. <br><br>I glanced over my shoulder at Heather, where she hung in a blissfull daze. "What do you think I should do with her Heather?" I called over my shoulder, still eager to involve the other girl in our games. I looked back down at Kate, starting to thrust slowly in and out of her. "Pussy or ass?"<br><br>I glanced at the two maids .. one seemed quite happy to be playing along, sitting on Kate's hand, and from the expression on her face, that hand was busy. The other had her back towards me, and was simply holding the hand in place. Tsk, tsk, that just wouldn't do.<br><br>I caught the attention of the other maid, pointing to her younger companion, and made a couple of gestures I hoped could be interpreted as 'do the same'. The maid nodded, after a few moments, and said something to the other one. She, in turn, looked back at me, blushing faintly, and then slowly moved to copy her older friends pose. I gave a large smile and nodded .. that was pretty universal for showing I was pleased.<br><br>I figured Kate would show her own appreciation, in her own way, in a moment or two.
			</dd>
		</dl>
		<div id="footer" class="smalltext">
			
			<span class="smalltext" style="display: inline; visibility: visible; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=credits" title="Simple Machines Forum" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF 2.0.19</a> |
 <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org/about/smf/license.php" title="License" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF © 2021</a>, <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org" title="Simple Machines" target="_blank" class="new_win">Simple Machines</a>
			</span>
		</div>