Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)
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				Title: <strong>Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 02:57:14</strong>
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				(http://www.tipatat.com/photos/bungalow.JPG)<br><br><br>Afternoon in the Carribean. A young pair arrive while the sun still shines, the scene backlit by the sun's reflection coming low off the water. They are still dressed in the garb of a freshly wedded couple, having married on the Bahaman beach only hours before. This was the beginning of their honeymoon, having headed off to the bungalow immediately after the conclusion of their reception, a moment's wait largely unheard of. The taxi to their bridal home took an intentionally circuitous route to the bungalow, allowing time for their baggage and certain of their wedding presents be delivered before their arrival, lest the couple be bothered while the new husband excersized his new rights.<br><br>His black tuxedo was lightly dotted with salt, an unfortunate result of sea spray, though it did not blemish the purity of her white bridal gown. He stood an impressive six and a half feet tall, dark hair split down the middle and cropped to a medium length, more than long enough to bury one's fingers in, but not so long as to appear unkempt. He was meticulously groomed for the occaision, nails trimmed, cleanly shaven, and smelling faintly of peppermint, a refreshing change from the smells of sea and cocobutter. Pools of dark brown stared into the eyes of his beloved, before he bent down, reaching to sweep her into his arms and carry her on into the home. The man's large frame made it no surprise that he could carry her up the stairs and across the threshold with as much difficulty as cradling a feather the same distance.<br><br>Once inside, the man set his wife to her feet, fixing her with a predatory glare, "You have no idea the things I've been thinking to do to you in that dress, Mrs. Alan Harrold Forrester." He turned the latch one the door with a pointed flair, and closed the distance between them, hands lifting to paw at her form.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 03:31:00</strong>
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				She was a stark contrast to him.&nbsp; Lush tendrils of sunkissed red hair worked up behind her head, dotted lightly with babies breath, a few curled tendrils falling loosely around her face.&nbsp; Heart-shaped.&nbsp; Her little pointed chin well suited for the press of lips, in fact, the more he would look at her, the more certain he would be that every inch of that face deserved nothing less than soft kiss after kiss to be placed upon it.&nbsp; From those soft green eyes, to that pert, upturned nose, her skin undeniably fair, with just the lightest dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose.&nbsp; <br><br>She would gasp softly, her arms winding around his neck as he scooped her up like a kitten.&nbsp; Her dress a soft virgin white, made of a gauzy material that only barely hid the shape of slender limbs beneath, though nearly all of her gorgeous legs were exposed as he would carry her up the steps to the bungalow.&nbsp; "Mm.."&nbsp; Whispered softly against his lips as she was swept into the building, her arms tightening around his neck. "Say it again.."&nbsp; Practically purred against his lips before she would gently, thoroughly explore the sweetness of his mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>Her tongue delving tenderly at the part of his lips, her fingers stroking the back of his neck, teasing along the ridges of his spine, even as she would feel his large, expressive hands come to lightly stroke over the soft swell of her breasts, making her gasp softly, rocking her back on her heels.&nbsp; <br><br>"Talk is cheap.."&nbsp; Her heart thundering in her veins now as she would look up at him, blushing, ever so slightly, the pink so alluring on the little redhead he had just bound himself to.. "Perhaps you should.. show me?'&nbsp; Arched brow as she would grasp his tie, moving backwards slightly, tugging him deeper into the cozy little bungalow.&nbsp; <br><br>The bedroom was visible across the open living area, though their luggage was still placed neatly beside the door.&nbsp; The gifts piled upon the living room table, larger boxes on the bottom, piled high with smaller, ornately wrapped presents.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 11:43:16</strong>
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				"Say what again, Missus Forrester?" he queried back against her lips, pressing another series of kisses to her face; lips, cheeks, chin and ears were not exempt from his affections. Palms pressed firmly into her breasts, fingers turned inward to tease along her cleavage. Otherwise separated from her by laters of material, this illicit touch marring her purity was enough to excite him, both intellectually and physically. Pulled forward by his tie, the groom shucked his jacket, allowing it to pool on the floor, followed soon after by his belt. The man stared at his dimunitive bride, already so seductive in manner.<br><br>"Minx," he accused, his hands dropping to her waist and hips to guide her into their bedroom, "Come to think of it, I don't know that I've set eyes on your 'something blue,' sweet. Is it a surprise for hubby?" His large palm pressed to her hip and shoulder, a firm nudge turning to a push as he backed her into the bed, crawling soon after her, knees and hands parting her legs while he crawled into his dominant position: knees between hers, hands and arms outside her body, one hand firmly pressing down against her shoulder while the other supported his weight. Lowering his head, the man's forehead pressed lightly to hers, and he stole another kiss from his bride.<br><br>His groan was sweet and deep against her lips as his hips pressed firmly into hers, eyes fluttering shut in the process. The world falls away as he focuses on his bride and her charms, the swell of her breasts and the curve of her hips, her alternately pink and pale skin, and the dots of freckles across her nose that endeared her to him so early in their relationship. Tongue passed her lips and probed her mouth, dancing along the curve of her tongue in kind, disengaging only reluctantly to draw breath.<br><br>"I love you, pet," he murmured breathlessly, "You are my world."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 14:38:39</strong>
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				"Mm, I love hearing that.. Missus Forrester..'&nbsp; It was an odd sort of movement, her tugging him, his hand curling around the soft curve of her hip, caressing the skin beneath those soft, silken layers, until it became blurred who was in control.. Until that last moment when he very nearly lifts her onto the bed.&nbsp; Her slender body arching slightly, that sweet virgin fabric riding up her legs, revealing the edge of her garter.&nbsp; Black silk with sweet white lace.&nbsp; Her heeled sandals pressing against his ass as she would wrap her legs around him. <br><br>'Oh!&nbsp; Was I supposed to wear something blue?'&nbsp; That teasing little smile as she would arch up slightly, pressing her lips to his own once more, her teeth catching his bottom lip, slowly, lightly tugging, letting her teeth scrape over skin very lightly.<br><br>His groan half caught her by surprise, his hips pressing more fervently into her own, pushing that white gauze up until the edge of her panties showed when he would pull back.&nbsp; Her hands slowly drawing down his back, her nails lightly caressing his flesh through the thin material of his shirt.&nbsp; That sweet little mouth yielding to his own, allowing him to plunder the sweet depths, the taste of sugar and frosting still so prominent.&nbsp; <br><br>One slender leg coiling around his thigh, her hands drawing back, coming to rest against his chest, and she would twist her body beneath his, pushing him over onto his back, her body straddling his own, her lips softly teasing against his, pulling back for a moment while she got more comfortable.&nbsp; Drawing her skirt up slightly, and settling those blue lace panties against his crotch.&nbsp; The material so thin he could see the bare flesh beneath.&nbsp; Her hands catching his, gently drawing them over his head, her body leaning down, a single spiraling tendril of hair caressing along the curve of his neck as her teeth would teasingly nip at one masculine nipple through his shirt.<br><br>"Damn right."&nbsp; That wicked little smile as she would peek up at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 22:45:13</strong>
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				Caught by surprise, the man was easily rolled over onto his back, summarily pinned by his otherwise diminutive bride, "I must say that I'm not disappointed." He murmured, eyes shifting from her blue panties and back to her face, a stirring in his nethers verifying his appreciation, "Although I'd rather see them off, or otherwise out of the way of my prize." <br><br>As he pictured the scene from a third person's point of view, Alan found the juxtaposition simultaneously humorous and arousing: the bear of a man thrust onto his back, taunted by the charms of a woman easily half his size. He acquiesced to having his hands shifted above his head, glancing once to them and again to her hips where she settled against him.<br><br>A gasp passed his lips as she nipped him, even through the shirt, and he bucked beneath her reflexively. Hands occupied by hers, thick fingers lacing with hers, he was content with her teasing, enjoying the provaction to act. And act he would, given the proper motivation, "And what, pray tell, do you intend to do with me now that you've got me here, Missus Forrester?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 00:08:18</strong>
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				Oh he could push her off of him easily enough, as dainty as she was, and yet her body was stretched along his, an alluring feeling, to be sure.&nbsp; Those deliciously pert breasts, so obviously unbound under her dress, pressed against his chest, until he could feel the tightened nubs even through the layers of clothing.&nbsp; She would laugh softly, teasingly.&nbsp; <br><br>'Oh, I think you know what naughty, dirty, things i want to do with you.. Mine husband..'&nbsp; Her head tilting, the soft brush of her teeth against his collarbone, just a light scrape, soon soothed by the lush press of lips. Her hands drawing his downwards, until they were nearly behind his head.&nbsp; 'I bet I have a few silk headscarfs in my bags.. I could very easily tie you to my bed.. Use this massive, delicious body for my own deviant needs..'&nbsp; her voice soft, teasing, rubbing that panty-clad body against his crotch, enjoying the growing feel of his arousal against her own heated flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>"Or.."&nbsp; Grinning now as she would look up at him, slowly releasing her fingers from his own, arching upwards, slowly grinding herself against his cock, her hands above her head, releasing the pins that held her hair in place. "Or I could make my darling husband remove my panties.. with his teeth..'&nbsp; <br><br>She was flushed, blushing at her own words, and yet feeling so damned sexy with his cock hard between their two bodies, only to thickness of his pants, and the thin material of her own little lace panties, so thin it seemed they could simply be ripped from her body.<br><br>"What do you think, oh Husband of mine?'<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 10:44:35</strong>
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				"How about both?" he queried, drawing a lewd pleasure from watching her gyrate atop him, much less feeling the sensation if provided, amplified by the silk of the bexers worn beneath his tuxedo trousers, between them. One hand remained where she left it, nearly behind his head while the other played rogue, following the length of her body back to his own. Reaching beneath her skirt he slid a palm up along her thigh, coming to rest along her hip, two fingertips hooking beneath the band of her panties.<br><br>"First the former, and then the latter," He explained, eyes cast up to his wife as her hair fell around her face, "I'm certain my little robin can get her kicks with them still on... if they don't get torn in the process." Meanwhile his fingertips probed, teasing along her mons, "Either way, I'll have you singing a sweet song in my name."<br><br>The toe of his right foot found purchase on the heel of the left, kicking his shoe off his left foot, and repeating the process, with some difficulty, on the right. Drawing his feet up to flat on the surface of the bed, his knees bent to provide a surface against which to lean, and changed the angle that their hips met, freeing his cock from the tangle of cloth, its full length pressed flat against his stomach.<br><br>"But if we don't come to a conclusion soon," he threatened with an animal growl, brows knitting together with a low snarl, "I may just claim what is mine."
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 13:25:30</strong>
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				'Mm, I agree.. Doesn't much seem like it would work out the other way..'&nbsp; That low laugh as she would lean down, softly kissing the tip of his nose, her hips rolling slightly, loving the feel of his thick fingers against her flesh, his hands so large it easily spanned the delicate curve of her hip, his thumb teasing along her pelvis, teasing down towards the more intimate flesh.&nbsp; Slender fingers grasping his tie, tugging him slightly upwards, even as she would twist her legs under her, slowly rising to her feet, her heels pressing into the bed, dainty little toes peeking out of the snow-colored sandals. <br><br>His tie twisted around her hand, slender fingers pressed around the wine colored silk, tugging it lightly. 'Mm, hands behind your back, big boy.. I so want to see you do this with your teeth only..'&nbsp; Her cheeks flushed, her legs spread, one to either side of his thighs, her free hand moving to the virgin material, dragging her dress upwards where it had fallen around her thigh. That wide, sweet grin on her reddened lips, watching him with expectant green eyes. <br><br>"Mm, perhaps we -should- get out the silk scarves..'&nbsp; Her hips slowly gyrating, pressing that lacy material against his lips, teasingly.&nbsp; 'Or do you think you can be good?'
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				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 22:51:26</strong>
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				The man's thumb delved further beneath her panties than expected, stopping just short of rubbing a calloused thumb along her clitoral hood as she orded his hands behind his back. Disengaging sullenly, he returned the garment to its previous, unmolested condition. Caught by the tie he was easily agreeable, and his eyes roved all the more as she pulled her dress up. He found a great deal of pleasure in being so close to her wet heat, but moreso from seeing her blush, the pink of her cheeks suffusing to pale skin and then to the virgin white of her dress.<br><br>He moved his hands obligingly behind his back, eyes cast up to hers as she pulled him to a sitting position, eyebrows quirking as he responded, "No, ma'am, I'll be a good boy. Teeth only?" He questioned, adding, "No tongue?" Leaning to his left while she gyrated hips into his lips, the man finally bared his teeth. Tilting his head up, he dragged his top row of teeth down along the line of her hip, catching the waist band in his teeth. Snapping closed with a growl, he tugged the material down off her right hip. Before leaning to his right to do the same, he paused in the middle, poising his lips once again between her legs, murmuring a followup to his earlier question against the material, "Or would you rather I wait until the task at hand were taken care of before I use my tongue?"<br><br>Thusly teasing, he strained to his right to preform the same action of snagging panties in his teeth and tugging off her hip and rump, dipping his head to draw the material further down her thigh than previously, his aim to finally expose her to him, lips, clit, mons, hair (or lack therof) and all. The married man took in the sight with mirth, good nature, and most of all, arousal, and turned his eyes to her, querying whether she intended him to continue 'til the task was completed, "You can break out the silk scarves any time you please, Missus, but it doesn't mean it'll hold me."
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 00:41:09</strong>
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				Her body quite literally trembled under the scrape of his teeth against that smooth, pale skin, leaving little red lines upon the delicious flesh, catching the edge of blue lace, tugging it down, first one side, and then the other.&nbsp; Revealing that, for the first time since he had known her, she was waxed completely bare.&nbsp; The soft gasp at his words, her hips squirming, even as her hand would slowly curl behind his head, tightening her grip on his tie, letting it press against his throat, the pressure of it just below his adam's apple, just shy of choking.&nbsp; &nbsp; She would lean down, just close enough to whisper.<br><br>'Rip them off with your teeth, and then I give you permission to use your tongue..'&nbsp; She was drunk on the exquisite feel of him.&nbsp; Her arousal clear as he had nudged the panties lower, dew glistening on those bare lips.&nbsp; She would spread her legs even farther apart, making it near impossible for him to get them any farther down, rather forcing him to either give up, or to follow her 'suggestion' and rip them from that slender body.&nbsp; <br><br>'I bet my good, sweet husband is just.. dying.. to bury his tongue in his naughty little wife..'&nbsp; Her face seeming so innocent, those sweet little freckles, the wide green eyes, her hair falling down her back now, free and curly, a little unruly.&nbsp; 'But, alas, hes going to have to be a good boy and do as his little wife says..'&nbsp; Sighing, put upon, teasingly, rubbing her sweet, bare flesh against his lips.&nbsp; 'Rip them off.. and then go fetch me my make up case..&nbsp; The scarves are there..'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 01:15:45</strong>
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				Seeing her bare was equally a turn-on and a mild let-down; he had been half-hoping to see her fiery red curls, trimmed and tamed. Ah well, he consoled himself, it'll grow back soon enough. Meanwhile he'd enjoy her bare pussy, particularly with his tongue and nose and fingers. As she made him a deal, his teeth closed again on the waist of her panties, viciously tearing free one leg with minot difficulty. He pulled the majority of her freed panties into his mouth then and gave a hard tug, ripping the last of them off her legs with a bestial snarl.<br><br>The man's breath came in shallow pants in through his nose, mouth occupied with her underclothes as they were. He contented himself with the dewy scent of her on his nose, and the taste of her in his mouth, only a soft whimper given as she changed the rules, making him perform still more before his final reward. Reluctantly he slid from the bed, his yet unfulfilled desire evident as the tent pitched on his lap remained as strong as ever. A moment's search found her makeup case, and soon he returned, setting the case down on the nightstand gingerly, taking care that it only be handled right side up.<br><br>He stood to the side of their bed, their eyes nearly even though he still needed to look up at his wife where she stood on the bed, looking expectantly to her while her panties yet hung from his mouth, as if awaiting her to take it from him.
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 02:39:37</strong>
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				Her eyes would slide shut as his nose would nudge against her tender lips, making her feel like squirming, like simply jumping him and having her way with his cock buried deep inside her right then.. Breathing in and out, slowly, she would control herself, feeling those panties ripped from her body, ruined, the slight opening of green eyes showing them hanging from his lips, the slight glistening of her arousal upon his face, and she would smile softly.&nbsp; Not saying a word, simply watching him fetch the small box that had been lying atop of her luggage, setting it down beside the bed on the night stand.<br><br>"Good boy.."&nbsp; Ah god he was so hot.&nbsp; Her big, strong, delicious hunk..&nbsp; She would walk to the edge of the bed, looking down at him for a moment, her fingers coming to softly caress his cheek, easily on par with her breasts, though she stood atop of the bed.&nbsp; Those dainty little fingers slowly traveling along the length of his jaw, to the strong, square chin, and then dancing upwards, pressing those panties deeper into his mouth, teasingly. "Hold onto those for a moment, would you love.."&nbsp; The sweet intoxicating scent of her femininity still upon them, filling his senses.&nbsp; <br><br>The dainty redhead hopping down from the bed with a sexy little saunter, moving towards the makeup box, and flipping it open with a practiced little movement.&nbsp; That soft Hmm as she would lift one of the little compartments out, finding several scarves of varying length and thickness.. Picking out two of the longer, thicker ones she would lightly twist them around her hand, moving back towards him. Her hips swaying deliciously.&nbsp; 'Hands behind your back..'&nbsp; A whispered purr from those delicious, cherry-colored lips, those green eyes looking up at him with mock innocence.&nbsp; 'And get on your knees..' That soft press of her teeth into her lip, blushing suddenly at the dirty thoughts that ran through her mind, knowing that any moment he could break character and push her down onto the bed.. amazed that he allowed her such intoxicating power..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 03:27:00</strong>
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				Lips closed around his teasing wife's panties in his mouth as she stuffed them further inside, his easy nod accepting her orders while she slipped away from him. Eyes followed her to the case, her husband still amazed at the sudden transformation in his lover, particularly when compared to her current garb. Still gagged, he gave his wife no verbal response to her orders, only crossing his arms behind his back, wrists together. Thusly hampered, he still moved with grace as he slid to his knees, aided primarily by muscle control to prevent falling flat on his face.<br><br>Brown eyes cast up to meet her gaze, any question he might have had cancelled by the cloth in his mouth, distracted easily by the taste of her on his tongue, his mouth watering for things to come. She teased him so effectively, and even as he might be able to easily take control of his wife, the role she played in goading him made him want to carry this to the end, to see what more she had in mind. Alan would have his way in the end, and he was certain she would enjoy it as much as he.<br><br>His private thoughts of what he would do with her when he took his turn at the reigns were his own, but the stare he gave her, his predatory expression, communicated a nigh rapacious need.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 04:23:38</strong>
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				Her hands nearly shook as she would step up behind him, though it was concealed by the fact that he was looking forward.&nbsp; Her teeth pressing into that plush lip, slowly working the long silk around his wrists, around them, between them, tightly, but not so much that he would lose the feeling in his fingers.&nbsp; 'Such a good boy..'&nbsp; Purred in his ear, slowly gaining confidence as he remained docile, her tongue delicately tracing the edge of his ear, that silk binding his wrists, knotted, likely he would have to rip the silk to get free, or cut it, but then, she had plenty more.. The second silk scarf she had would slowly bind his arms straight behind his back, looping up around his elbows, and criss crossing up and around his neck, forcing him to keep his back straight, his chest pulled out slightly.&nbsp; <br><br>Satisfied she would saunter around in front of him, her fingers grasping that tie, loosening it just enough that she could unbutton his shirt, nearly ripping it open, to bare his chest, that flash of pink as she would wet her lips, letting her eyes explore him rather hungrily, her fingers soon following suit, letting his shirt catch on the silk bindings, though leaving him pleasingly exposed.&nbsp; One hand dancing up towards his mouth as she would speak.&nbsp; "Mm, I think you have earned your reward, dont you?"<br><br>Wicked little smile as she would tease his mouth open with her fingers, leaning in to press her lips against his, catching the edge of that lace, and tugging it out of his mouth, casually spitting it onto the floor, her fingers closing around his tie, dragging him as she would move back atop of the bed, her ass balanced on the edge, her legs lifting, her heels balanced on his shoulders as she would look at him between her legs.&nbsp; <br><br>"Come now, taste your sweet reward.."&nbsp; That sultry little blush, her breathing coming just a little too fast, tugging him forward, her heels sliding down his back, sliding her legs around his head as he would settle between those lush thighs.&nbsp; 'God, but I've been waiting for the feel of your mouth on my cunt..'&nbsp; Even those dirty words would heighten her blush, her body near trembling..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 04:57:24</strong>
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				Incensed at her teasing and cooing, broad shoulders shifted and flexed, as if he were simply too strong to be referred to as boy. As she purred into his ear, he tipped his head back, nuzzling his cheek into hers. He shuddered at the sensation of her tongue drawing along his ear, and he pulled at his restraints, testing his range of motion and finding it pleasantly limited. Alan's back arched to support his breathing, pulled taut and broad chest puffed out. The groom's otherwise muscular chest was exposed when she unbuttoned his shirt, well-toned muscle showing off in the fading sunlight that filtered into the Bungalow from uncovered windows.<br><br>His mouth pulled open by her fingertips, he opened for a kiss, simpering once as her panties were stolen out of his mouth. Upon hearing her word though, he perked up considerably, nodding with a wide grin, "Yes, Missus Forrester, I think that I have." Pulled again by his tie, the man walked on his knees to where she directed him. Tilting his head to one side, he nuzzled gently against her calf, pressing a kiss to the underside of her knees on his way between her legs to his final prize, the taste of her honey pot on his tongue.<br><br>Alan savored the approach, lips and tongue teasing against her thighs, and again along the flesh just outside her outer lips, his tongue reaching out to briefly graze her clitoral hood. Dipping his head, the tip of his tongue slid between her lips, drawing warm and wet across her labia before thrusting forth, at the moment seeking her flavor more than her pleasure. Drawing his lips away from his teeth, he pressed his gums firmly against her clit, gingerly mindful of his tongue while applying a firm pressure to the clit. His tongue withdrew and relaxed against her lips, providing a steady lengthwise stroke, his breath hot against her flesh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 05:34:53</strong>
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				Even with the insistent tug of her hand upon his makeshift leash, he seemed to take his own time.&nbsp; Making her shiver with those little kisses along the delicate flesh of her knee, her thigh.&nbsp; She would gasp softly, nearly lifting her ass up off the bed, letting her one leg slide off him, bracing wide open on the edge of the bed, the one he kissed remained against his shoulder though, letting him leave that trail of drying kisses all the way along that smooth, waxed flesh.<br><br>The movement, shifting forward on his knee, his wide shoulders under her delicate legs.&nbsp; The look of that muscular torso, pressed outwards, almost presented.&nbsp; She squirmed with anticipation for the feel of his lips, almost whimpering when his tongue would press into her soft, silken skin.&nbsp; Already nearly dripping with lust. Her hand loosening its grip on the tie, leaving him some slack, the fine material trailing over her hip, disappearing out of his vision, as the hand it was wound loosely around would curl into his hair, tightening into the smooth strands, griping his head, pressing him greedily into her hot little snatch.&nbsp; That soft gasp, her other hand behind her, pressing into the bed, keeping her upright even as that first wave of pleasure would wash through her, her hips grinding against his lips, against his tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>"That's right.."&nbsp; Her voice breathy, her cheeks flushed.&nbsp; Those lovely green eyes glazed with the pleasure he was sending through every nerve ending of her body.&nbsp; 'God, fuck me with your tongue!'&nbsp; That demand as she would tighten her fingers in his hair, nearly wanting to smother him with that sweet, silken womanhood.&nbsp; Her leg tightening over his shoulder, pinning him in place, her body arching, those taut nipples straining at the fabric of her white dress, teasing at those thin layers, so feminine, so sweet, so at odds with the husky bite of her voice.&nbsp; <br><br>"Make me cum.. Please.. Oh make me cum all over your face!'&nbsp; Such a strange picture.&nbsp; She sweet pixin girl, nearly growling at the large, muscular man, her heel pressing into his back, her fingers twisted into his hair, her back arching as he ate out her sweet little cunt, his face glistening with her abundant arousal..<br><br>"Oh fuck Alan.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 11:24:49</strong>
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				Alan worked diligently between the legs of his petite wife, his own intensity growing as her reactions became more insistent. At the order to fuck her with his tongue, he once again passed his tongue through her lips, head tilting to press his chin into her while the muscle thrust violently and rapidly, stretching flat to pull her apart and then long, dragging the tip of his tongue along her roof, before pulling out again, his tongue curling once more to draw along her labia. Meanwhile the steady pressure of his gums against her clit never left, rubbing firmly, now and again lightening up and drawing across her in circles. Her sweet taste intoxicated him, and he took no efforts to prolong her orgasm, wanting instead to taste still more of her on his tongue.<br><br>The release of his tie allowed him to relax just a bit, before his head was grasped and pulled into her, the end of his nose buried into her mons and forced him to take quick, shallow breaths. Behind her, hands worked at his bonds, and the motion would have been subtle but for the sound of tearing fabric, his hands freed while his arms remained bound behind him. The juxtaposition of tiny wife so dominant, so demanding, talking to him so dirtily was not lost on Alan, who growled in kind against her cunt, withdrawing his lips and tongue to pant hotly against her cunt, drawing a deep breath once more before returning to his work.<br><br>Her last words cued him to steady the sensations he provided, laying his tongue flat along the length of her lips, once again stroking steadily while his gums provided a firm, grinding pressure against her clit. The curl of the tip of his tongue moved in a come hither motion, as if attempting to coax her sweet nectar out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-11-2008, 00:16:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ah it was heaven, the slender girl propped on her hand, soon falling to her elbow as his delicious tongue would work her body so expertly.&nbsp; Little shivers of absolute lust running through her body, her thighs quivering softly, widening to give him even more room to work, more room to play.&nbsp; That arch her back, that lovely dress doing nothing to hide the smooth arch of her abdomen, the sweet hills of those unbound breasts, tightened so sweetly to aroused points.<br><br>His tongue would thrust, her body tensing, lifting slightly off the bed as his tongue would plunge deeply into that hot, sweet little cavern.&nbsp; "Ah God.. Oh God yes.. Yes Fuck me with your tongue.. Oh shit, good boy.."&nbsp; It barely seemed that she was even paying attention to what she was saying, the words tumbling from parted lips, mixed with those little moans and squeaks of sweet torment.&nbsp; Her body quivering under his touch, building slowly towards that inevitable climax.<br><br>Those panting little moans seeming to escalate until her entire body would tense under him.&nbsp; That cry becoming something closer to a whimpering scream.&nbsp; The hot little hole seemed to throb as his tongue would play around it, the sweet taste of her cum his as she would fall to the bed, every little aftershock seeming to draw another whimpering shiver from her.&nbsp; Her fingers having released his hair, his tie, splayed against the bed for a moment, her lips parted, that sweet pixin face quite flushed with pleasure.&nbsp; Lost in it for a moment as she would try to recapture her breath..<br><br>"Ah sweet Jesus.. that felt good.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>07-11-2008, 01:06:38</strong>
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				His attention was retained throughout her orgasm, even afterward, his tongue slowly running across her flesh as her flavor dripped so readily. He pulled back as the deluge slowed to aftershocks, the clever bend of his feet and knees allowing him to stand. Taking a deep, sustaining breath he strained against his bonds, veins popping to the surface as his struggles cut off the supply of his air. With one prodigious effort, the scarf tears near his elbows, forming two nearly equal lengths of scarf and relaxing his bonds, "Jesus had nothing to do with it, Isobel. That was all me. But I can't say I didn't have a great deal of motivation. You, Iz, are incredibly delicious. And exactly as sweet as you are."<br><br>The man's hands gathered the scarf as he let his shirt finally fall free, a sparsely and curly brown haired chest revealed in its entirety. Bending at the waist he seized either side of her hips and shifted his wife more fully onto the bed, nearly lifting her fully off to place her such that her head was atop the bed's many plush pillows. Once again crawling onto the bed atop her, knees moving to separate hers, a soft growl passing his lips as his expression turned to dominance, determined not to let her take charge this time. Fingers teased at her skin, drawing the front of her skirt just enough out of the way. He focused, then, on gingerly drawing the dress off her chest, fully intent on finally bringing her breasts to the open air. Once accomplished, his aim turned elsewhere.<br><br>Alan's fingers buried into her hair, hand turning to grasp a fistful and tug as he brought her face to his, growling an order against her lips, "Pull me free of these trousers, love. And then find something else to hold onto." His right hand grasped her left wrist, bringing her hand against his hip, ensuring her palm pressed against his engorged cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-11-2008, 13:10:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment she was lost.&nbsp; Utterly vacant of thought save for the sweet pleasure that ran through her body.&nbsp; His tongue teasing those last sweet drops from that tender, trembling flesh.&nbsp; Every lap enough to make her whimper, her body shaking with each pleasurable aftershock.&nbsp; She barely noticed when he moved away, that sweet, bone-deep lethargy stretching over her limbs, leaving her limp, deliciously so.&nbsp; A soft little sigh as she would feel his hands curling around her hips..&nbsp; His hands?<br><br>That slight arch of her brow as she would open those soft green eyes only to see him crawling into the bed atop of her.&nbsp; His body huge, dwarfing her own, his shirt gone now, completely.&nbsp; The harsh-sweetness of his tongue enough to send shivers down her spine.&nbsp; Deadly serious.&nbsp; His knees pressing her legs apart, her heels sliding against the soft satiny material of the bedspread.. Large hands curling along her shoulders, revealed by the cut of the dress, slowly drawing the material down her arms, the movement drawing it down over those soft breasts.&nbsp; Sweet, pale flesh, the puffy nipples a light pink, and, once more, that light dusting of freckles across her chest.&nbsp; She would shiver softly, her flesh already tightened from their earlier play.&nbsp; Though all this, she simply watched him, his movements gentle, almost sweet, until his fingers would draw up her shoulders, pressing into those rich red tresses.<br><br>A soft gasp falling from her lips as his fingers would tighten, forcing her upwards, her breasts bouncing slightly, her back arching, forcing them outwards until they nearly brushed against his abdomen.&nbsp; Those slender fingers curling against his hip, softly caressing the flesh, dipping inwards to follow the line of the muscle, and then towards the center, finding his button, both hands, within seconds they would be undone, falling open..&nbsp; <br><br>Her breath coming a little quicker, feeling that little quiver, so loving it when he was rough, her head forced slightly back, those green eyes focused upwards, on him, her lips parted slightly as her fingers would dip into his pants, curling around that hardening length, pulling him free of the fabric that would fall farther on its own.&nbsp; Those slender fingers stroking him, root to tip, and back again.. Her other hand curling between his legs, stroking over the heavy balls, drawing them into her palm.&nbsp; <br><br>'And..'&nbsp; She would clear her throat, feeling that gentle lurch of arousal at the sudden reversal of roles. 'And what exactly do you want me to do?'&nbsp; Seeming so innocent, so sweet, her finger lightly caressing the area just behind his balls, softly teasing his flesh as she would wait for that demand..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>08-11-2008, 15:53:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he revealed her chest, Alan's hands and palms cupped the swell of her breasts, fingertips automatically teasing against the puffy, pink nipples that stood out among otherwise pale flesh. Dipping his head, a shower of kisses played across her chest, including cleavage and her nipples. <br><br>Alan strained against the open air as he was revealed to his wife, a soft groan passing his lips while she manipulated him, teased him beyond measure. His hips rolled forward in the direction of her tug, angling low in an attempt to near her entrance. Trousers fell off his hips. He wriggled his hips playfully, both shifting the trousers off, and showing off for his wife.<br><br>Alan's teeth pressed into her neck, and he teased her with licks and kisses, drawing along the line of her jaw, neck, and shoulder. His hips rolled gently as the sensation of her hand went down along his shaft, from his root to his ti. As she took hold of balls, he produced an singularly satisfied groan, a grin growing on his mouth to explain himself, "I meant hold onto something other than me."<br><br>Shifting his weight, he crawled ever closer to her. One hand lightly swatted at both of hers, intending to clear the space between them. His daunting erection jumped slightly before his hips contacted hers, lightly grinding into her with his cock momentarily trapped between them. Pulling away for a moment, his hand slipped between them, pressing the large head of his cock firmly against her entrance.<br><br>"Isobel," he groaned above her, mewling sweetly as he slowly thrust into her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 12:57:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ah but he was beautiful.. She had to catch her breath as that thick, ready girth would break free of his pants, hot, hard, like silk sliding over iron as her fingers would slowly caress him from the base, to the tip, her thumb teasing over that torrid end, smearing that slick fluid over the swollen tip.&nbsp; That wry twist of her lips as she would look up at him.. Watching his face as her slender fingers would slowly stroke him..<br><br>His hips shifting in her hand, forcing that thick meat against her palm, making her laugh as he would press her back, his cock rubbing softly against her hip, and then deeper, slowly angling against those smooth, soft lips.&nbsp; Her entire body would shiver under him as his teeth would press against her flesh..&nbsp; That pale skin reddening so easily, leaving those little marks, quickly soothed by the sweet kisses and the sweep of his tongue.&nbsp; 'Ah.. But you are so nice to just.. grasp..'&nbsp; That wicked smile as she would release him, sliding her arms over her head, her fingers lacing through the bars of the headboard, gripping them rather tightly.&nbsp; <br><br>His large hands sliding between them, the feel of that thick head pushing between those swollen, aroused lips.. it was enough to make her pant for him, her legs curling around his hips, her heels digging into his ass, as if she could force him..&nbsp; Yet she did not wait long, that thick meat pressed against her hot, wet little cunt, and then he was pushing inside her.. A low, whimpering moan as her body would tense around him, those sweet muscles tightening upon his member, the heated walls clinging to him even as he would gasp her name.. 'Ah, holy fuck.. God.. Alan you feel so good..'&nbsp; Whimpered..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 17:12:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alan's right went to hold the top of the headboard, his superior height allowing him to reach it without having to stretch. Using that hand as an anchor to support his weight he lifted himself above her, his left, more dextrous hand first delicately stroking along her breast and then pressing more firmly. His cock buried in her to the hilt, and as he began to thrust it soon became aparent why he wanted her to find something else to hold onto. A few slow, measured thrusts allowed him to find his stride, before the pace picked up and he pounded roughly against her. His hand was a savage vice against her breast before it was released, again threading into her hair and pulling, hard.<br><br>"Iz-" he groaned out. His arm on the headboard flexed smoothly with the motion of pulling himself onto her, pectorals and abdomen following suit as if to pose for her. Even treating her so roughly, his eyes never left her beautiful face, lost as he was in her reactions. Slipping free of her hair his left hand then went to hold her head, fingers spreading out along the back of her skull, his smallest finger teasing lightly along the base of her skull. <br><br>He wasn't certain if it was testament to the sensation of her clinging wetness so tight around him, or all the tension and waiting, his erection having stood tall from the first time he had thrust her onto the bed, but Alan was embarassed to learn he wouldn't last long in their first marital fling. His cock gave a warning pulse, hips dropping slightly as his angle changed inside her, thrusting along her roof with each motion. Meanwhile, he brought up mental blocks, trying to forestall the coming flood without lessening the intensity of his rough treatment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>10-11-2008, 04:08:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was so large, his body nearly hiding hers as he would arch over her, his fingers curling around that headboard, his every thrust nearly undoing her.&nbsp; Harsh, deep, primal on a level that their lovemaking had never really gone to before.&nbsp; It quickly became imperative for her to keep her hands tightly above her head, holding herself down, keeping him from smacking the top of her head against the metal bars with every deep thrust.&nbsp; <br><br>Her breath coming in quick, gasping pants.. Her legs coiling around his thighs, merely holding on, making his thrusts only slightly more shallow than they might have been.&nbsp; That low squeal of pleasured pain as his fingers would tighten upon that perky breast, her aroused nipple rubbing against his calloused palm as the violent movements of his hips would jar her entire body, sending her free breast bouncing, as well as the one trapped under his hand.. Whimpering as he would release her, gently cupping the back of her head, his fingers curling through her hair, teasing against the base of her skull..<br><br>His positions shifting, that thick, hard cock rubbing against parts of her slick tunnel she barely knew existed, teasing over that bundle of nerves until she was tightening around him, her body pulsing, her fingers tightening around the bars above her head.<br><br>"Oh FUCK.. Alan.. I'm going to cum!&nbsp; Oh God baby, fuck me harder, fuck your slut harder while she cums on your cock..'&nbsp; Panting, simply unable to hold on while he used her with such abandon..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 01:03:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As her legs coiled about him, only holding onto him he picked up in pace, almost incensed that she wouldn't press back against him. His back curling out above her in order to bring his eyes even with hers while maintaining their contact. The lewdness of her commands egged him on as well, growling in return as he pounded his hips harder against her, "Cum, sweet Iz--oh! Cum around me, my dirty little slut." Alan's rough treatment of his wife was psychologically stimulating, as well as physically.<br><br>A light sheen of sweat developed over his body as he worked, muscles and veins growing more prominent in the process. Blood rose to the surface from his efforts, turning tan cheeks a ruddy red from his exertions. Mischieviously he decided not to warn her that he was nearing his climax, deciding to let her figure it out for herself. Alan's thrusts slowed to a near halt, though he forced himself hard against her, using her counter-force to thrust deeply inside her, burying himself to the hilt. It was on one of these slow, deep thrusts that he came.<br><br>The floodgates unleashed, and hours of pent up frustration's worth of cum flowed forth. The warm fluid filled her from within, and he remained rock hard even as his sac was emptied. A growl passed his lips as he began to thrust once more, picking up the hard and fast pace he had previously set. Small after-pulses milked more of him into her, and small drops of him pushed their way out each time he thrust deep inside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 02:29:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Those dirty, filthy words.&nbsp; They were enough to send her over the edge even if he wasn't jack-hammering her tight little body as if his life depended on filling her with his hot, sticky spunk.&nbsp; Her fingers tightening around the metal bars above her head, her legs tightening around him, those slender hips lifting to meet his own.&nbsp; That meaty slap of his body against her own.&nbsp; Her body riding him in reverse as she would tilt her head back, digging into the bed behind her, that low cry of utter delicious release ripped from her lips.&nbsp; Her tight, silken pussy clenching around his cock, massaging him with those slick muscles, milking his cock even as he would grunt, slowing.&nbsp; Taking her throbbing, cumming body with those slow, deep thrusts.&nbsp; His hips grinding against her pelvis, her body shuddering deliciously with every slow thrust..<br><br>Still cumming as he would plunge deeply into that silken, grasping cavern, feeling his cock throb and grow within her, and then the warm throb of his cum filling her.&nbsp; Her body arching against him, trying to milk every last drop into her silken depths.. Only slowly would she slide back, panting slightly, trying to regain her breath.&nbsp; 'Ah, Jesus..'&nbsp; Her fingers would slowly untangle from the bars above her head, her fingers stretching, trying to relieve the ache of having clenched around the metal for so long.&nbsp; Her fingers finding one of the scarves, partially ripped along one end, idly twirling it around her palm, lifting it to slide the smooth silk along his cheek.&nbsp; <br><br>"My my Alan.. Save some.. Its going to be a long night.."&nbsp; That wicked smile as she would take a deep breath, trying to still her racing heart.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 03:08:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alan withdrew slowly, a soft whine passing his lips as the last of him was milked into her. Withdrawing reluctantly he dipped his head, staring back down at her with a loving gaze, his look of agression so easily transformed to one of unconditional love. Shifting his weight, he pulled down closer to her, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. He leaned lightly into the touch of her hand, his cheek nuzzling against the silk, "Believe me, Iz, when I say that there's much more where that came from. I've been wanting to do that to you since I saw you coming down the aisle."<br><br>The rest of her statement brought a curl to his lips, and he provided her with a snarl, "Oh? You're going to keep your big, bad husband awake all night? And how do you propose to do that?" Propped up on his elbows he lightly drew the tips of his fingers against her breasts, rubbing his thumb lightly along her nipple. He scratched his nails lightly along her ribs and down along her hip, tugging at where the dress met her body, undoing the fastenings that held the top together. Legs disentangling from hers, he sat back, both hands grasping onto her dress and pulling, tugging the gauzy clothing off of her body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 05:05:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft purr coming from her lips.&nbsp; Her skin rather sensitive in the aftermath of their love-making.. No.. That wasn't right..&nbsp; They were in love, yes, but what had happened was closer to fucking. He had fucked her.&nbsp; Hard and unabashedly, and she had loved it.&nbsp; That wry smile as she would watch him slowly relax back against the satiny sheets, the coverlet having fallen off the edge during the roughness of their encounter.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh.. I have my ways.."&nbsp; Her voice soft, almost yielding in tone as she would let him tug that gauzy fabric from her slender form.&nbsp; Leaving her wearing nothing but those thigh high stockings..&nbsp; She would curl against him for a moment, relishing his large hands as they explored her breasts, her slender waist, his long fingers nearly big enough to completely encircle slender hips..&nbsp; Slowly she would wiggle down, trailing her fingers down his own hard abdomen, teasing them into the divot of his navel, and then lower, brushing over that slick shaft.&nbsp; Still wet from their.. Animalistic Fucking..&nbsp; The very thought of it sending a little shiver down her spine, even as she would slowly lower her head to that still throbbing cock, barely wilted from their escapades.<br><br>Those golden-red curls teasing over torrid flesh for a moment, little droplets of their mixed cum clinging to those strands even as her tongue would flick against the base of his cock.&nbsp; Tasting herself.&nbsp; As well as his own salty essence.&nbsp; "Mm.."&nbsp; Purred against his cock as she would slowly nuzzle into him, softly nipping at his balls with those soft lips.&nbsp; "Somehow.. i don't think keeping you.. Up.. Is going to be a problem.."&nbsp; Glancing up at him as she would shift between his legs..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 00:39:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he released her clothes to the floor, Alan settled back, placing his arms behind his head, resting against a pillow. As his wife shifted between his legs, he parted them to make space for her. His back arched against the touch of her hand, the simple brush of her hand enough to bring him to full attention, standing proud, tall, and slick. The scent of his seed combined with her fluid filled the little room and he breathed it warmly in, all the while taking in the sight of her. His hips rocked gently beneath her, his hard length bobbing before her.<br><br>Reaching for her with one hand, the other remaining behind his head, he moved to stroke her hair, two of his fingers stroking along the strands, wetting themselves with their seed, "Mm, sweet, just looking at your lovely little body can keep me up all night. Your tiny hands, your slender legs... I long to kiss your lips, feel your little pink tongue. Just seeing the dust of freckles across your alabaster skin riles me up." Her purring against his cock, followed by the nip of her teeth caused him to buck, up and away, a sharp breath filling his lungs in the process, "Mm, sweet. Please, take me into your mouth. Taste me, lick me clean."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 03:53:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She would smile at his words, her tongue flicking against the base of his cock, teasing along that thick meat, tasting him, slowly sliding upwards, the dart and flick turning into a strong, continuous contact all the way to the swollen head.&nbsp; His shaft twitching against her lips as she would delve against the little divot that lead to the tip.<br><br>For a moment she would pause there, one hand braced against the bed, holding her up on level with the tip of his cock, her other hand softly caressing his balls, playing teasingly over that hot flesh, stroking, caressing, molding him against her palm, that constant movement even as her lips would still, simply meeting his eyes, letting him know she was still on top, still in control..<br><br>And then she parted her lips, sliding them, oh so slowly, over his swollen head, letting him veritably -sink- into her mouth.&nbsp; The taste of their Mixed cum sweet, alluring, filling her senses even as his cock would fill her mouth.&nbsp; Pausing as her lips would seal around the edge of that head, suckling on it, teasingly, adoringly, like a sucker, her tongue slowly circling the hot flesh.. Watching the play of emotion upon his face for a moment before she would begin sinking lower, taking him inch, by aching inch, into her mouth.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 10:41:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The pause of her lips, and her stare easily shut him up, returning him to a docile state. while his engorged cock still stood proud. As she came down on him, he sucked air in through his teeth at the first sensation of her lips on his broad head. Alan watched her intently, curious to know how much of him she would take into her mouth. The suckling sensation as she closed lips around his head was almost too much to bear, his head thrown back into the pillow while she did so, toes curling and back arching languidly, his hips lifting just slightly off the bed in the process.<br><br>The fingers that he had wetted in her hair drifted his his mouth, and he sucked their flavor off his fingers before returning his hand to her. Fingers stroked lightly along her cheek, thumb brushing from lips to ear, where his fingers and thumb trapped her earlobe, giving it a tender stroke. The marked changes in his wife intoxicating. Even as he didn't feel threatened by her physically, when she wanted to order him about he folded easily, turning from the beast above into the large, pliant toy below. <br><br>"Mm, Missus Forester, thank you for granting me this exquisite pleasure," he groaned, before his head fell back against the pillows once more. his toes spreading wide apart in the process. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 21:13:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She went slow, perhaps intentionally teasing him.&nbsp; Taking another half an inch into her mouth before sliding back.&nbsp; Sometimes losing ground before suddenly taking him a whole two inches deeper..&nbsp; Listening to the rising tide of his moans and feeling his hips squirm under her, that intoxicating scent of his arousal filling her head.&nbsp; Her tongue slowly sliding along the underside of him, teasing him before she would shift, aligning herself more comfortably, and then sliding down his dick in one smooth motion.&nbsp; Her throat rebelling, trying to constrict around his cock, that instance of wanting to choke.&nbsp; <br><br>Though only a moment, calming her body, keeping him buried deeply, and she would slowly press deeper, her lips tightening around his cock, teasing him with that tight embrace of tiers.&nbsp; Her fingers continuing to caress him, to draw his balls against her palm, teasing her fingers along the little strip of skin behind them, letting her throat get used to the rather thick intrusion, and then slowly beginning to work her lips along his length, suckling him almost greedily.<br><br>Red gold hair falling across his abdomen, her red lips looking so startling wrapped around his thick cock.&nbsp; Her nude form kneeling between his spread thighs as his new little wife would worship his cock so deliciously.&nbsp; Slowly drawing up and off of him, taking in a deep breath, catching his eyes before she would slide down to run her tongue from the base, to the tip once more, before taking him deeply into her mouth..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 05:33:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				To say that Alan tolerated her slow, deliberate teasing of him, staring in awe while she did so, would be the understatement of the year. Rather, he delighted in her domination of him, whimpering where she lost ground, and groaning as she pulled him deeper. He shifted easily to accomodate his wife, and his eyes fell back into his head as she accepted him once more. He called her name as she pressed him past her throat, the thickness of his cock pulling her lips tight as she circled against him.<br><br>His hips rolled slowly as she she drew off of him, one hand lightly drawing along the hair that fell down to his abdomen. Brows knit then relaxed, smiling at his wife as she breathed in, vanishing again as he drew his own stuttering breath, wheezing softly while she took him deeper, "Ah! Mm, Iz.." Fingers turned and curled her hair about his finger, giving a gentle tug while she held him in her mouth. "Sweet.. I'm not going to last much longer if you keep this up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 07:39:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was like a game.&nbsp; Taking him deeply.&nbsp; Shoving his cock down her throat until the point where she was sure she was going to gag on him, and then sliding him free again.. Tilting his cock up.. Running her tongue from the base, to the tip, and then shoving him down her throat once more.&nbsp; Once.&nbsp; Twice.&nbsp; Three times.&nbsp; His words sending a little thrill of excitement down her spine, slowly drawing off his cock.&nbsp; Panting softly, her cheeks flushed with her own arousal and enjoyment.&nbsp; 'I want you to..'&nbsp; trying to catch her breath, 'I want you to cum down my throat, my love..'&nbsp; That wicked smile as she would lap the tip of his cock, sliding her crimson lips around the engorged member.<br><br>She would take him slowly this time.&nbsp; Letting him sink into her mouth.&nbsp; Into her throat.&nbsp; Forcing herself to accommodate him.&nbsp; Her nose soon brushing his pelvis.&nbsp; The musky scent, so masculine, so arousing even as her throat would work around him.&nbsp; Her fingers caressing over his balls, playing with him, teasing along his length.&nbsp; And slowly she would begin to move.&nbsp; To draw her lips along his length, fucking her own throat with that rather impressive member.&nbsp; Teasing him.&nbsp; Nearly begging him to empty his load into that soft, willing mouth.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 23:44:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Each motion teased him closer, his eyes screwed up in pleasure as she continued to tease him. His hips shifted as she tilted his cock up, his shaft pulsing when she thrust him down her throat. As she gave him permission and forced him down her throat he could hold back no longer, head falling back against the pillow as he climaxed. Several ropes shot forth, his hot seed coming forth in copius volumes, a loud groan escaping his mouth.<br><br>Fingers tangled in her hair and pulled her down on his length, holding himself deep in her mouth for a moment then releasing her, suddenly remembering his place. He lay back, spent, legs falling against the bed as he stared down his body at his tiny wife, "I should teach you a lesson for trying to keep me awake so long, but I can't bring myself to it. Afterall, you might not do it again, and that would be a tradgedy..." Alan reached to stroke fingers through his new wife's hair, murmuring softly, "With your permission, sweet, I'd like to catch some sleep now. We have weeks yet to enjoy one another, and an entire island paradise to see and enjoy one another in."<br><br>Idly, his thoughts returned to exploring with her again, and he remembered that something that they had not yet done while married. He remembered that while they were dating he had never been in her ass, but could not quite remember the reason. Alan intended to correct that, but when would hinge on her reaction to his request for sleep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 01:20:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sexy as hell..&nbsp; The way his abdomen tensed.&nbsp; The way his hips would arch.&nbsp; The sudden rough feeling of his fingers in her hair, light touch.&nbsp; Allowing her to move as she wished.&nbsp; Allowing her to take him so deeply.&nbsp; Only slowly would his grip tighten.&nbsp; The little redhead trying to take him all in, only to find herself roughly forced to do just that.&nbsp; His hand unforgiving, his cock jerking in her throat, the sudden inability to breath, trying to keep from choking as his shaft would jerk, filling her suckling mouth with that hot, sticky cum.&nbsp; <br><br>Most she swallowed.&nbsp; Her throat working around him, trying to milk every last drop from the spasming member.. Yet she couldn't help but have some of the thick, salty spunk drip from the edge of her lips, sliding down the hard shaft.&nbsp; Her tongue teasingly working over the underside of him, massaging that hardened flesh even as he would pulse in her mouth.. Only slowly drawing from him as his grip would begin to relax upon red-gold curls.&nbsp; That soft draw of her lips along his length.&nbsp; Her gaze flickering upwards, meeting his own.&nbsp; Her tongue flicking across the base, catching those last droplets of salty cum, slowly sliding up until she was laying atop his chest.<br><br>'Punish me eh?'&nbsp; That teasing little smile as she would soft draw her lips across his, leaving the slight taste of his own cum upon his lips even before she would nestle herself into his side. 'I suppose.. If you must sleep..'&nbsp; That soft press of lips against his cheek, her soft body warm against his own.&nbsp; Her muscles aching pleasantly from the rather enjoyable events of the evening..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Knotted Bliss (Aestas and Ignaddio)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ignaddio</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 01:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His tongue drew across his lips to clear the taste of himself from his lips, his gaze almost apologetic as she looked up at him. Reaching to one side, he drew the sheet over the both of them, though it did little to hide his slowly fading erection. Shifting slightly, he placed one arm above his head, the other reaching about to hold his tiny bride. Murmuring softly, his eyes half-shut by the sheer exertion and satisfaction their romp had provided, "Remind me again, Iz, how I managed to win your heart?"<br><br>Alan was quite happy to cuddle and talk with his wife, however sleep would not be far off. "What do you want for breakfast? There's a little kitchen, and a stocked fridge. Oh, and we must remember to open a few of those presents in the morning. Your maid of honor seemed particularly insistent that I make you open her present. She said I wouldn't be disappointed." He looked down at her, calloused fingertips drawing circles in her pale flesh as he drifted towards sleep. When it came, Alan's dream was vivid and sexual, his faded erection sure to return sometime during the night, his own mind and body working against him for having cut short the night's festivities.
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