Writers Fantasies Realized
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				Title: <strong>Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 21:05:57</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Sometimes, life just sucks complete dick.<br><br>&nbsp;This was the thought that came through the mind of Jack Arlson as he pushed open the door of his cabin. You know the type... one of those big, two story wooden cabins that looked like a small mansion in the wilderness. The inside was furnished as one might expect.... fur rugs, nice furniture, and lots and lots of books. Of course, one of the biggest differences is that most people kept normal books...... he kept erotica. Another difference? ... He wrote them all.<br><br>&nbsp;Jack Arlson was one of the most renowned erotica writers in the world. He's made more money writing textual smut in a few years... than some people make their lifetime. He could have cars, houses, planes... almost anything he really wanted.<br><br>&nbsp;Jack was also a fairly nice looking guy... About <br>5'11", with spiky black hair, and abyssal black eyes. He had a nice medium build, a physique that wasn't hugely muscled, but he was definately in shape.<br><br>&nbsp;Given all that, you might think Jack could easily be happy.... but he was still wholly alone. Oh, he could get hookers easily.... but he didn't want just one night stands.... honestly, he really didn't know what he wanted. Wait, yes he did... He wanted to not be alone.<br><br>&nbsp;But Jack was shy. He always had issues approaching women, let alone talking to them... Hell, the only time he's ever had sex was in highschool... and it was at a party, with a drunk girl... so not really sure that should count.<br><br>&nbsp;And yet, somehow, despite his lack of experience, he's written some of the greatest erotic novels ever, ranging over all subjects... incest, bdsm, fantasy, beastiality, toys, exhibitionism, voyeurism..... name it, and its probably in at least one of his books.... cept for scat, watersports, and vore..... homey don't play that.<br><br>&nbsp; But he was still alone... and unhappy. Thus was his life.<br><br>_____________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Jack shook his head as he pushed open the door, and moved inside, locking the door behind him. He'd step forward, dropping his keys on the bowl of the table right inside the door, and would walk forward, towards the kitchen, his arms heavy with plastic bags full of groceries. He'd stocked up so he wouldn't have to leave for a while. He'd gotten away to his cabin for two real reasons.... one was to attempt to work on another book. The second... well, its easier to watch porn for motivation if there isn't really anyone within a good handful of miles of you.<br><br>&nbsp;Jack was a pervert.... though a closet one, given his inexperience.... and sadly, it was unlikely to ever change. Both the perversion and the inexperience.<br><br>&nbsp;...... Life Sucks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 06:25:12</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;"Shit! Shit! SHIT!!"<br><br>Tansy Whitten cursed as she looked at the shredded front left tire of her 2000 Chevy Tahoe.&nbsp; &nbsp;"SHIT!"&nbsp; Then cursed again as she looked up at the storm clouds that were swiftly moving in from the east.<br>&nbsp; She was on her way back&nbsp; to Texas from San Francisco where she'd spent three, barely tolerable days, out of her two week vacation visiting her family.&nbsp; She made the trip through the rugged Sierra Nevadas every year, by herself, without any problems whatsoever- despite her fathers insistence that it wasn't a good idea for a young, beautiful woman to do so.&nbsp; But Tansy was used to doing things alone and was fairly confident in her abilities to handle any problems if/when they arose.&nbsp; Except for now. Unfortunately, changing a tire was one thing she had never learned how to do.&nbsp; <br><br><br>She got back into the car and dug through her purse for her cell phone only to find it completely dead.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Shit!! <em> This day was just getting better and better.Not.</em>&nbsp; Tossing the phone back in her purse, wishing she had paid extra for the damn car phone charger,&nbsp; she looked at the dashboards clock and realized that it would be dark in just a few hours. <em> Probably sooner with the storm coming on.</em>&nbsp; she thought as she tried to recall the last time she'd seen another car on this rather isolated stretch of highway.&nbsp; <em> Too long!</em> And with that thought, she grabbed her scarf, her purse and her coat and after locking the car up she started walking.<br><br>&nbsp; Two hours later, soaked to the bone and freezing her ass off, she finally came upon a palatial cabin nestled deep in the forest.&nbsp; There was a lone light on in the very back and she prayed that meant that someone was home.&nbsp; She hurried to the massive front door and rang the doorbell.............&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 06:37:46</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jack would be sitting at a desk, just lightly tapping a pencil on a blank page when the doorbell rang, and he blinked, turning to look towards the front door. Who the hell would be ringing his doorbell, here out in the middle of bumfuck nowhere? With a slight grumble, he'd stand up, and move through the cabin to the front door, before opening it, mouth already open to tell the person to get lost...<br><br>&nbsp;... but words died in his throat at the gorgeous woman that was standing in front of him, drenched, clothes clinging to her full curves, hair clinging damply to her scalp, looking at him with those gorgeous eyes. After staring for a few moments, he'd suddenly shake his head, and just sorta say...<br><br>&nbsp;"Uh... can I help you?"<br><br>&nbsp;Yeah... that was a hugely dumb question, given that she was standing, soaked, cold, in the cold, wet rain. Yup, he's a genius. But that realization hit him a moment later, and he sorta blushed.<br><br>&nbsp;"Oh crap! I'm sorry, come in come in!"<br><br>&nbsp;He'd let her in the cabin, before closing the door, and locking it. Not in a creepy way, but more in a 'I'm out in the middle of fucking nowhere where anyone could kill me and no one would know so lets be safe' sorta way. He'd move to the bathroom, grabbing a huge fluffy towel, and handed it to her, gently herding her towards a fire that was currently roaring in the living room.<br><br>&nbsp;"So... car broke down here? Sorry... I don't really have a phone for you to use. Kind of like the solitude."<br><br>&nbsp;Finding a robe, he'd bring it back, and hand it to her, looking off to the side so he could kinda prevent from gawking at her tits. He wouldn't say much after that, wondering if she might wanna spend the night... well, duh. But... well... this is kind of like something out of a perverted dream... not something that usually happened in real life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 07:22:53</strong>
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				&nbsp; Tansy smiled as she wiped the long blond strands of hair away from her violet eyes and stepped inside.&nbsp; She immediately closed her eyes in relief from being out of the rain and cold.<br>&nbsp; <br>"Thank You." &nbsp;she said as he handed her a towel with which she immediately wrapped around her now shivering body.&nbsp; Then again after he brought her out a man's warm plaid robe which she assumed was probably his own.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; He turned around to give her some semblance of privacy as she quickly stripped out of her jeans and sweater and dropped her panties and bra as well into a small pile next to the fire.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; She had to hide her grin as she noticed a hint of a blush bloom on his cheeks- which only added to his charming good looks.&nbsp; When he turned back around, their eyes met and held briefly.&nbsp; She noticed immediately how beautiful his eyes were- they were deep, dark and intense- almost hypnotic.<br><br><br>Finally, as she moved closer to the fire she introduced herself " I'm Tansy, by the way...Tansy Whitten."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 07:40:05</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jack would wait while she stripped, the sound of wet clothing hitting the floor seeming to make his heart jump slightly with excitement. But finally, he'd turn, looking at the girl. He'd find himself staring into her eyes, and would blush a little more, looking at just how beautiful they were... before he'd quickly shake his head, pulling himself out of the daze, watching her move to the fire.<br><br>&nbsp;"J,Jack... Jack Arlson. A pleasure, Ta... Tansy."<br><br>&nbsp;Yeah, he stuttered slightly. Part of his nervousness that happened around girls. HE'd look around for a moment, then look at the pile of wet clothes. He'd pick them up, and move out of the room, moving to put them into his dryer, making sure all of the stuff was out of her pockets first, simply piling it on top of the dryer, before starting it. He'd then move back into the living room with her, pausing just inside, looking at her. He didn't know quite what to say... or do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 08:18:38</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;She just stared, in shock,&nbsp; as he turned with her pile of clothing and walked out of the room.&nbsp; <em>&nbsp; Oh my god!</em>&nbsp; she thought as she waited for him to return for confirmation.<br><br>Shortly after,&nbsp; he returned, sans her clothes which she assumed he'd thrown in the dryer. <br>&nbsp; " Jack Arlson?&nbsp; As in <em>the </em> Jack Arlson- the author?"she said-with excitement evident in her expression as well as her tone of voice.<br><br>He was one of the best known and highly acclaimed authors of Erotica on the market today!&nbsp; She had read and re- read everything he had ever published and had even written an essay in college on the impact his work had on sexual attitudes in modern society&nbsp; as a part of her requirements for graduating with a literature degree.<br>&nbsp;<em> What are the odds that I'd end up- stranded- with Jack Arlson?!</em> she thought as she moved closer to him and stuck out her hand for a handshake &nbsp; " I can't believe it!&nbsp; I am such a fan of your work!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 08:32:24</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jack would come back in, and when she spoke, he'd DEFINATELY blush. He'd sorta rub the back of his head, embarrassed... mostly because of how a hot babe would actually know about his work. He would imagine her thinking him just a huge pervert... but when she offered her hand, he'd gently shake it, and smile.<br><br>&nbsp;"Uh... well, thanks. Though, I dunno that I'd call it 'work'. It's just a bunch of text based smut dredged up from the deepest fantasies of my mind. Nothing more. But I do appreciate it. You could have very well helped me buy this cabin."<br><br>&nbsp;He couldn't help but grin a bit, though still seeming embarrassed. Well, this was good... maybe he might find a way to get lucky? .... yeah, keep dreaming. Shaking his head, he'd step away, pausing near the doorway.<br><br>&nbsp;"Um... would you care for something to drink? Eat? Seems like your going to be stuck here for a while... at least the night, if not longer."<br><br>&nbsp;He was torn, not sure whether he should be somewhat miffed that his privacy was invaded... or happy that he actually this hot ass babe sharing a cabin with him, with no one else within miles. A shake of his head was given, doubting this could really end up like any of his books. But hell, even he could dream, right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 06:28:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Uh... well, thanks. Though, I dunno that I'd call it 'work'. It's just a bunch of text based smut dredged up from the deepest fantasies of my mind. Nothing more. But I do appreciate it. You could have very well helped me buy this cabin."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>His grin said he was slightly embarrassed and/ or maybe a bit uncomfortable with the praise.... which she found extremely charming.<br><br>She watched him as he walked towards the rooms entryway and couldn't help it as her gaze was drawn to his backside.&nbsp; The jeans he wore were well worn and hung low on his hips and excentuated a very fine, very firm ass. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Um... would you care for something to drink? Eat? Seems like your going to be stuck here for a while... at least the night, if not longer."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Now, it was her turn to blush as she quickly averted her eyes back to his face as he waited for her response.&nbsp; She attempted her best " I wasn't just staring at your ass - I swear!" smile and quickly replied " Um, yeah...maybe some coffee..if you have it?"<br><br>Suddenly, she realized, she was actually glad her tire had blown out as she had a feeling that something very exciting was getting ready to happen.......<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 07:55:22</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;When Jack turned around, he could have sworn she had been staring at his ass, since her eyes rose quickly to his face. But surely not? No woman has ever really looked at him like that. He was starting to think too much like this was one of his books... stuff like that never would happen.<br><br>&nbsp;At her comment about coffee, he'd nod, and disappear into the kitchen. He'd start the coffee maker, before looking around for a moment. He didn't know why, but he felt a bit more nervous than he really should. He couldn't be really expecting anything, could he? ... that'd be stupid.<br><br>&nbsp;After a moment, he'd make a cup of hot cocoa, for himself, and would move back into the living room, looking around idly for a moment, before eyes moved to rest on her, idly wondering what kind of curves she had beneath that. A shake of his head, and he'd move over to find a seat on a couch.<br><br>&nbsp;"... so... what brought you out here to the middle of frikking nowhere?"<br><br>&nbsp;No point saying that -he- was out here in the middle of frikking nowhere... but they weren't talking about him, but rather, her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 07:00:54</strong>
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				&nbsp; She wasn't sure whether it was the coffee, the fire or the warmth of Jacks smile that&nbsp; thawed the bitter cold from her body so quickly-or maybe it was a little of all three; but she was definately feeling much better.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"... so... what brought you out here to the middle of frikking nowhere?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Tansy was seated in an oversized chair across from where he sat on the couch.&nbsp; A small wooden coffee table sat between them in which she set her coffee down on before answering with a grin "Well, I was visiting my family in San Francisco for a few days and was on my way home, to Texas.&nbsp; Then after my tire blew out a few miles back and I realized my cell phone was dead...I knew I didn't have much choice but to start walking and hope I found help.&nbsp; Had it not been for the smoke from your chimney, I probably would have missed the house.... it doesn't appear that there are any other houses around here..so I really got lucky."&nbsp; she picked up her coffee and took a sip, &nbsp;"Mmmm- this is great coffee, by the way." &nbsp;<br><br>Suddenly,&nbsp; a loud clap of thunder and a bright bolt of lightening lit up the night sky through the windows and then everything went dark- 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 07:09:43</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jack would nod his head, smiling slightly. Eyes would rest on her, trying to see her, and not some fantasy in his mind about her stripping the robe off.<br><br>&nbsp;"A good thing I like the feeling of a fire going..."<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, as soon as that was said, the lightning flashed, and power disappeared. Jack would let out a deep sigh, and then a sorta half-grin.<br><br>&nbsp;"... and this is another. Thank god I tend to write my work down, instead of put it on a computer."<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, he had a backup generator for just such an occasion... but for some reason, in this moment, it escaped his mind, his eyes suddenly seeing her bathed in the firelight, and seemingly entranced. The fire danced in his gaze as he watched her for a few moments, before suddenly shaking his head, blushing, though the blush was hard to tell from the fire light.<br><br>&nbsp;"Er... you alright? Your not afraid of the dark, are you? Or being in it with a pervert like me?"<br><br>&nbsp;He laughed... but while it might have been a joking laugh, she might sense an undertone of embarrassment, or perhaps self-disgust or something akin to those emotions. But then he'd shrug it off, glancing over at her.<br><br>&nbsp;"yeah... the coffee's good... the maker was a couple hundred dollars, so it'd better be."
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				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 07:31:03</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Er... you alright? Your not afraid of the dark, are you? Or being in it with a pervert like me?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She rolled her eyes at his question and with a smile said &nbsp;" No, I'm not afraid of the dark and you certainly are no pervert." &nbsp; He seemed totally oblivious to the fact that she truly admired his ability to create such fantastic and sexually provocative stories or that to her, and to thousands of others, his work was so much more than "smut."<br><br>The firelight cast a warm glow across the room and reminded her actually, of a scene from one of his latest books in which a husband meets his mistress for a risque tryst in a ski lodge where he ravishes her beside a roaring fire.&nbsp; Tansy suddenly felt overly warm and didn't think it was from the fire's heat.&nbsp; <br><br>Shaking her head clear of such thoughts, she asked him " So, is this where you come to write your books?"&nbsp; <br><br>She wondered where he got his inspiration from, out here all alone...?&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 07:40:39</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jack would give a nod of his head, eyes looking into the fire. For a few moments, he wouldn't immediately answer her questions... but would then exhale softly, and would speak, honesty flowing forth before he could stop it.<br><br>&nbsp;"Yes... usually. I lock myself up in a self-imposed solitude, writing with what I dream up in my head. Occasionally, I'll watch porno to help make the creative juices flow... but most the other time, its simply my imagination that comes out onto the paper. Has to be, considering I've only had sex once... and that was one of those highschool experiences that was too awkward to truly count."<br><br>&nbsp;He'd blush suddenly at the admission of this, wondering why he'd tell this complete stranger. She seemed so nice, and beautiful and... and...&nbsp; he spoke without thinking. He expected her to laugh... to think him a dork... and to just make him all the more awkward, as if to prove why it is he's only been with one girl... one who probably didn't know any better.
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				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 07:53:56</strong>
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				Of all the things he could have said, that he'd only had sex once, was the very last thing she would have ever expected.&nbsp; Though, when she really thought about it, it actually kind of made sense.&nbsp; And without thinking first, she told him so.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; "You know, that just makes your work and...you as well, all the more interesting." &nbsp; she hoped the lack of lighting hid the blush she could feel spreading to her cheeks.&nbsp; And then, as if she had no control over her mouth she said &nbsp;" Umm...do you ..or would you rather, ever consider using someone to....well, act out your fantasies with...?"&nbsp; <br><br><em>Oh God!&nbsp; What was she doing?&nbsp; He was going to think she was absolutely insane!</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 07:57:00</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jack would just smile, not taking her words for meaning her. Surely not... he doubted there were many women who would hear that, and hold any thought of being with him.<br><br>&nbsp;"A couple times... partly to be a muse for my work, so I could study closely, over and over the nuances of the female reaction to things.... and partly for my own perverse desires. But I have trouble with women... I get nervous, stupid... Just lack proper social skills with the opposite gender. Pretty strange, being a huge pervert, but with no experience...."<br><br>&nbsp;He'd laugh kind of a mix between nervous and semi-bitter, obviously not happy with his situation in life, but apparently having no idea what to do about it.
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				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 08:08:47</strong>
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				&nbsp; For some reason, his insecurity bothered her.&nbsp; Not because he was inexperienced but because he obviously didn't see in himself, what she- as a woman saw in him.&nbsp; He was very good looking and had tons of sex appeal, not to mention the fact that he could melt the ink off of paper with his hot and steamy writing.&nbsp; She wondered if he had been hurt by his one and only lover..?<br><br>Again, without thinking, Tansy stood from where she sat and casually walked over to him and sat down beside him.&nbsp; With her hand on his leg, she turned to look him directly in the eyes &nbsp; " Well, if you'd be interested.....I'd love to help you with your next book...?" Then she slowly leaned over and placed her lips on his....
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 08:24:11</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jack would simply watch her curiously as she walked over, and sat down next to him, the hand on his leg seeming warm, despite the jeans he wore. And she might even feel the tightness of the jeans, perhaps speaking of the bulge that was causing the tightness. But, at her words, he'd sorta just stare at her, perhaps even gawking....<br><br>&nbsp;.... that is until he was kissed. The kiss seemed to make fireworks flash through his mind, pleasure flowing through with the taste of her sweet lips, and he'd slowly begin to kiss her back... though after a minute or so of making out with her, he'd suddenly pull back, eyeing her doubtfully... not in a mean way, but as if a 'waiting for the punchline' kinda way.<br><br>&nbsp;"Are you... sure? I mean... you don't even know me..... I could be a rapist, or serial killer... and I don't have any protection... and I know I have -entirely- too many fantasies to even try getting in through a ssingle stormy night... and you need your rest if we're going to get you help tomororw, and... and..."<br><br>&nbsp;Apparently, he was coming up with all the reasons he thinks SHE would be saying as to why she couldn't do what she just said... perhaps figuring he might help end the tease for her... since perhaps thats all he thought it was... a tease... a joke on his behalf.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 08:50:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Are you... sure? I mean... you don't even know me..... I could be a rapist, or serial killer... and I don't have any protection... and I know I have -entirely- too many fantasies to even try getting in through a ssingle stormy night... and you need your rest if we're going to get you help tomororw, and... and..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>With a single finger she placed against his mouth, he stopped.&nbsp; She didn't know, for sure, how she knew it- but she had the strongest feeling of "rightness" about him..about this.<br><br>She stood slowly, the fire glowing warmly behind her and casting her shadow along the wall and moved to stand directly in front of him.&nbsp; Then with sure and steady hands, she untied the belt with tantalizing slowness- her eyes never leaving his.&nbsp; Then she seperated the two sides of the robe and let it fall from her shoulders, leaving her completely naked before him.<br><br>&nbsp; Her long blonde hair fell over one shoulder and blanketed her breast which she quickly remedied by moving it to fall instead along her back.&nbsp; Her large (but not overly large) breasts were full and her nipples small and rosey as they hardened to pebbled tips under his stare.&nbsp; Her stomach was flat and her hips flared slightly-&nbsp; her sex was bare and smooth.<br><br>And she stood so he could see her and know that she was serious...&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 23:25:05</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;When her finger was pressed lightly against his lips, he would indeed stop talking, watching her. His eyes were somewhat curious as he watched her ease up into a standing position, body silhouetted by the fire behind her, giving this a very erotic, sensual feel. <br><br>&nbsp;He'd watch as, with no hesitation, she'd untie the belt, watching as the robe slowly fell open, at first only revealing a line of her flesh, the inner slopes of her breasts, tight belly, and shaven mound... before she would simply shrug it off, letting it pool at her feet, leaving her standing there, utterly nude before his gaze.<br><br>&nbsp;".... wow... you... your... wow..."<br><br>&nbsp;Apparently, he thought her very gorgeous, perhaps obvious by he 'wow' or his inability to form a full, coherent sentence. After a moment though, he'd suddenly shake his head, and would try one last effort to give her an out...<br><br>&nbsp;"...so... are you sure... you want to be my... Muse? I might... be overly demanding."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 06:19:52</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"...so... are you sure... you want to be my... Muse? I might... be overly demanding."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She knew he was trying to be a gentleman and give her another chance to back out of this, but there was no going back now- even if she wanted to.&nbsp; Which she didn't.<br><br>She nodded her head in response, then just so there was no misunderstanding her intent she said &nbsp;" Yes, Jack- I'm very sure.&nbsp; And I've got a week and a half left of vacation, so there's no rush.."&nbsp; <br><br>Since she was already standing so close to him, she didn't have far to go as she closed the distance between them and bent down, placing her knee on the couch between his legs.&nbsp; She kept her violet gaze locked with his as she then put her arms around his neck, her breasts flush against his chest and kissed him deeply and passionately.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 22:09:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would just watch her, watching mesmerized as she eased onto the couch, arms wrapping about his neck. The feel of her full chest pressing against his made him shiver just slightly, and his mouth would open, probably to give some reason or excuse, as if still doubting her words... but as soon as her lips pressed against his, it seemed to shatter whatever ideas or words had currently been in his mind.<br><br>&nbsp;A moan passed through his lips into her mouth, even as his hands sorta flexed and tightened on either side of his hip... but slowly, hesitantly, he'd move hands upwards, and gently lay them upon her hips, as if expecting her to get made by such a simple touch. But, if nothing happened, he'd perhaps grow slightly more bold, and fingertips would slowly ease his hands around to find her tight bottom, hands moving to close onto each cheek, gripping her tight ass firmly, marveling at the mix of silky soft skin, and hardened muscles...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 06:53:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; His lips were like the softest silk and she couldn't hold back the moan of pleasure as their tongues met and then danced in a fiery tango.&nbsp; His hands on her hips instantly sent white hot flames of desire shooting across her skin and she pressed her naked body closer against him.&nbsp; &nbsp;She briefly broke away from his mouth to kiss a trail across his jaw and then to his ear where she whispered seductively " Yes..Jack" &nbsp;she nipped his earlobe between her teeth &nbsp;"thats it ..touch me, please"<br><br>It was a surreal feeling,&nbsp; to be completely naked and vulnerable while he was still fully clothed and for a brief second, Tansy wondered if she was making a complete ass of herself. <em> What if he didn't want this..?&nbsp; What if he didn't want her..?</em>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 01:01:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would feel the pressure of her body against his and the sexy whisper against his ears... and these two things would begin to press hard into her ass, massaging firmly for a moment, before he'd draw back, and looking down over her body, pondering the flesh of the girl a moment... before he'd lean in, and nip sharply at the front of her throat experimentally, gauging her for reaction.<br><br>&nbsp;If the reaction was positive, his hands would travel away from her tight ass, easing to her hips, and slowly begin to travel up along her sides, towards the ripe orbs of her chest, fingertips gently brushing along the outer slopes, teasing the flesh momentarily, eyes watching her face for a moment, before dropping to watch his hands, marveling at the sight of such beautiful flesh in his grasp. His hands would ease themselves under the full weight of each breast, cupping them firmly, and just feeling how heavy they were in his grasp.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 03:32:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tansy tightened her arms around his neck as her hands tunneled their way through his thick hair, her nails massaging his scalp.&nbsp; She settled firmly against him, her body turned until she was sitting to the side on one of his strong thighs.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; Being this close to Jack, she was all too aware now of how great he smelled, how great his hands felt caressing her body and the hardening bulge in his jeans that told her he was enjoying this too.&nbsp; It was too much of a temptation for her to deny as well.&nbsp; She moaned as he cupped her breasts, her arousal getting hotter.&nbsp; Then, unable to wait another second, she ran her hand down his chest and over his erection- a very large erection.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;"Jack?" she said between kisses &nbsp;"Do you want me, Jack?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 17:01:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would hear her words, and eyes would lift to hers, and he'd softly whisper...<br><br>&nbsp;"Yes... I want you, Tansy.... my Muse..."<br><br>&nbsp;The words were soft, whispered in their delivery, even as his hands would squeeze a bit harder into the flesh of her breasts, feeling the hard peaks of her breasts in his palms, before gently releasing them, and easing hands to her sides.<br><br>&nbsp;"... I want you very much..."<br><br>&nbsp;He'd lean in, and as if to prove it, he'd place a subtle little kiss on the inner slope of her left breast, teasing the smooth, unblemished flesh with his soft lips, eyes looking up into her face, as if waiting for some sign of reaction from her as he explored his Muse...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 05:14:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yes... I want you, Tansy.... my Muse...""... I want you very much..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>His voice sounded rough with desire and it affected her like a drug.&nbsp; Tansy was well aware of what she had just set into motion.&nbsp; She was familiar with his style of writing, of how vividly he could transfer his fantasies from his mind to paper as well as how extreme some of those fantasies could be.&nbsp; She also knew that despite his lack of actual sexual experience, he was a very healthy man in his sexual prime who could easily overpower her and force her to do anything he wanted and she couldn't stop him.&nbsp; Yet, at the same time she instinctually trusted him not to hurt her.&nbsp; It was beyond thrilling, beyond anything she'd ever imagined! <br><br>She closed her eyes in bliss as his lips gently kissed her breast as she arched her back thrusting it further against his wicked mouth.<br>Then,&nbsp; suddenly the lights and power came back on........interupting the moment- <br><br><br>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 08:17:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would blink a moment as the lights came back on, and indeed, the moment would seem to be shattered momentarily. He'd look around, and sorta chuckle, pondering a moment.<br><br>&nbsp;"Well, at least have power again... guess that means can actually have dinner and a nice hot shower..."<br><br>&nbsp;After a moment, she might almost see something seem to click in his mind, and he'd turn his head, looking around for a few moments, and would suddenly ask...<br><br>&nbsp;"Wanna see about a shower? Might help warm you up..."<br><br>&nbsp;Though truth be told, he was feeling plenty warm already. Yet it didn't stop him from asking... another thing that he might try with his new Muse.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 08:07:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With the lights back on, Tansy felt some of her courage falter.&nbsp; She now felt vulnerable in her nakedness. Her cheeks bloomed in a bright shade of pink as she went to move off from ontop of him. <br><br>His suggestion of a shower sounded heavenly, yet she wasn't certain if he meant for her alone or for the both of them....together?&nbsp; She had, afterall, been rather blunt,&nbsp; if not down right aggressive with the way she threw herself at him -or <em> on</em> him, rather!&nbsp; And while he hadn't seemed to mind at the time....what if he had second thoughts now..?&nbsp; <br><br>Despite her sudden insecurities, her body still hummed with desire for him.&nbsp; The thought of their naked, wet and soapy skin rubbing against each other under the hot, steamy shower had her sex gushing with wet arousal.&nbsp; She barely contained a moan and quickly pressed her thighs together for relief. <em> Oh my god!</em> she thought to herself <em> I haven't wanted someone like this in...in.....well,....ever!</em><br><br>After a few seconds, she finally found her voice and replied to his question, &nbsp;" A shower sounds great... will you...be joining me?" she hoped she didn't sound <em>too</em> eager and/or hopeful....&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 02:18:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would kind of chuckle awkwardly when the lights came on, but he couldn't keep his eyes from traveling over her nude form as she moved to get off of him, for a moment not hearing her words as he looked at her full curves. But then, something seemed to click, and he sorta jerked a little in his seat, eyes coming up to her face, blushing, and trying to act like he hadn't just been ogling her body.<br><br>&nbsp;"er, uh, wha? Shower? well... if you... don't mind the company..."<br><br>&nbsp;As he spoke, his eyes would sorta turn to the side, thinking perhaps that -she- might be having second thoughts about the whole thing now. Of course, the front of his pants were still quite firmly bulged with his awakened arousal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 05:37:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"er, uh, wha? Shower? well... if you... don't mind the company..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;" I'd like the company actually..." she said as she dressed back into the robe.&nbsp; Her nervousness abated somewhat as she was pretty sure her forwardness hadn't turned him off.&nbsp; Yet, she still felt the need to explain &nbsp; " Um,&nbsp; Jack..? " she said as she followed him through the house to the bathroom, &nbsp;"...I..umm, well- about my coming on to you, ya know, earlier..? her cheeks burned with embarrassment, &nbsp;"Well, I hope I didn't...well what I mean is that, I'm usually not so aggressive or forward- it's just that I'm such an admirer of your work, Jack and well, I felt...FEEL such an amazing attraction to you and well, I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable or..anything..?"&nbsp; Tansy had to take a breath after rushing the words out so quickly as she waited for him to respond.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 16:51:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would move through the hallway towards the bathroom door, but just as he was about to step into it, Tansy started talking, and he stopped, not quite looking at her, listening to the flurry of words that rushed forth. At the last, he'd just stand there a moment, before slowly turning to face her. For a moment, his mouth seemed to open slightly, as if he were readying words of his own... but then something seemed to flash across his eyes, and his mouth closed.<br><br>&nbsp;Almost a heartbeat later, he'd step over to her, acting on sudden determined spontaneity, left hand moving to grasp her right wrist, stepping to push her against the hallway wall, his right hand finding itself unloosening her robe, til it fell open, not quite revealing all of her flesh, but not hiding much... and the same hand would find its way to rest on her flesh, just beneath one of her full breasts, even as he pressed against her, pinning her to the wall, and would lean in, planting a hard, passionate kiss against her lips, almost aggressively savage as he took the taste of her.<br><br>&nbsp;He'd simply hold that position and kiss until she either pushed him off, or did something else, his sudden bit of spontaneous courage only pushing him that far. But if nothing else, hopefully that would be plenty answer for the beauty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 03:48:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; She gasped at his unexpected but not unwanted sudden move.&nbsp; His already dark as night eyes flashed even darker with a look of primal intensity as he pushed her up against the wall and untied the robes belt from around her waist.&nbsp; Her eyelids fluttered closed as the warmth of his hand made contact with her skin as the robe now gaped open between them.&nbsp; Her nipples instantly hardened in anticipation of his hand rising just a few inches upwards to cover her firm breast. <br>&nbsp;<br><em>God! She wanted him!</em> Her arousal, which had never totally gone away from earlier, came rushing back in a wave of heat so hot she felt as if her skin was on fire.&nbsp; She surrendered to him completely and willingly as he crushed his mouth down on hers in a kiss she hoped would never end.<br><br>&nbsp; Tansy whimpered, a low, sexy sound of need as she shifted her hips suggestively against him in an attempt to get even closer.... &nbsp;"Oh, Jack..." she whispered his name like a prayer against his mouth as their kiss grew deeper and more desperate.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 04:08:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Hearing her words, feeling the reaction of her body... the little bit of courage that was fading suddenly flared back, given fuel by this woman. He wanted her just as badly... and she wanted him. She could be his muse.... he could do anything he wanted to her, right? All the things he'd written of, but never done... all the fantasies he'd ever had... he could use her... and live them all out, here... now.<br><br>&nbsp;Jack would slowly break the kiss, and would say in a deep, almost husky voice, "... we'd better get the shower going now... and get in... because if we don't, I'm going to end up nailing you to this wall..."<br><br>&nbsp;And with no little reluctance, he'd suddenly step back, though eyes dropped down to look at the open robe, revealing so much, and yet teasingly hiding just enough to make it exciting. He marveled at how clothing could so effect a person, especially when on such a gorgeous form... and thinks he'll defiantely have to use her and see just how many different effects clothing can have on him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 06:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; Tansy groaned when he pulled his lucious mouth away from hers,&nbsp; <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"... we'd better get the shower going now... and get in... because if we don't, I'm going to end up nailing you to this wall..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>&nbsp; Her violet eyes shone with lust as she watched him look at the semi exposed skin of her body, a tantalizing view that promised so much more.&nbsp; She was oh, so tempted to beg him to forget the shower for now and follow through with "nailing her to the wall."&nbsp; But, she knew that there would be plenty of time to act out all of his erotic fantasies.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; She followed him into the large, oppulent bathroom that had a jaccuzi tub centered underneath a skylight that gave a stunning view of the night sky.&nbsp; A seperate, glass enclosed shower stall that looked big enough for atleast 5 people was in the corner and was surrounded by black marble walls.&nbsp; The room looked like a tropical oasis with lush and overgrown ferns and other tropical looking plants lining the walls and available ledges.<br><br>&nbsp; She waited with growing urgency for him to start the shower..... 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 14:50:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;"Truth be told, this is my favorite room in the house..."<br><br>&nbsp;It probably also single handedly cost the most in the house. Of course, seems kind of dumb that he would set up a bathroom that seems obviously made for orgy parties... especially considering his solitude... but he liked to relax during baths and showers, and this made that the easiest way to do that.<br><br>&nbsp;Rather than normal controls, the shower had controls on the outside. He'd press a few buttons, and inside the shower, it'd start to 'shower'. That was the most proper term, considering that almost the entire ceiling began to pour water down. It seemed more like a sudden rain shower than an actual bathroom shower. Made it seem very tropical indeed.<br><br>&nbsp;After it was on, he'd glance to the side at her, that dark twinkle in his eyes... but he'd begin to undress, unless she stepped in to help, or do something... if not, he'd end up stripping himself naked. If so, well.... she'd kinda control what happened.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>14-04-2009, 08:51:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Truth be told, this is my favorite room in the house..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>She could see why.&nbsp; Her thoughts were already filled with images of the two of them, their wet, naked bodies pressed together under the water that fell like a waterfall.&nbsp; The waters heat causing steam to billow around them as they kissed, licked and explored each other in a primal frenzy of need.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Tansy shook her head as she noticed he had started to remove his clothing.&nbsp; Not wanting to be deprived of the unveiling, she quickly walked to stand before him and placed her hands over his, stilling his movements, &nbsp;"No...please, let me..." she said in a sexy whisper and began to slowly undress him herself....<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>17-04-2009, 20:48:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would blink for a moment, and stop, having done little more than undoing his belt. But then, he'd slowly let his arms drop to his sides, and would just look at her for a few moments, waiting with an anxiously beating heart as he waited for her to undress him.<br><br>&nbsp;When he would be undressed, he'd have a body that, while having a little slight pudge, would show that he at least attempted to work out. So, while he wasn't in the perfect shape, he wasn't really out of shape either. A nice neutrality of the two.<br><br>&nbsp;But what she might notice most was the size of his organ as she finally got his pants released. His manhood stood proudly, slightly curving upwards, about a good 9 inches, and thick enough that she could barely wrap fingers around its thickness.<br><br>&nbsp;Now naked, he'd just stand there, a slight nervous shift given as he watched her, body on display for her, just as hers had been on his. His own gaze kept traveling to her body, looking at how the open robe teased him with flashes of her naked form beneath. And she would know the effect she had on him, since his cock throbbed slightly with each caress of his eyes over her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 03:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; Tansy eagerly lifted his shirt up and over his head, noticing the flexing of his muscled biceps as he raised his arms to assist her.&nbsp; She was a sucker for a man's arms and couldn't wait to touch and kiss his.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Her eyes practically glowed with lust as she finished undressing him and felt a trickle of wetness between her thighs at the sight of his rock hard shaft.&nbsp; <em> Oh my!</em> she thought to herself.&nbsp; She licked her lips in anticipation of all the things he could do to her and the pleasure it would bring her.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; She couldn't refrain from reaching out and rubbing her hand along the pulsing length that stood proud and tall against his belly.&nbsp; He felt like velvet over steel and without thinking, she dropped to her knees before him and began to stroke him with slow but firm strokes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 19:32:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would just stand there, his own heart starting to beat faster with nervous anticipation. The sight of her eyes lighting up as he was stripped made his cock throb with obvious excitement, which was obvious by the throbbing of his aroused manhood in her gaze.<br><br>&nbsp;When she suddenly dropped to her knees, and those slim fingers of hers wrapped around his manhood, he'd groan out in pleasure, shifting his stance a bit wider, both to ensure his footing, as well as to give her easily more access to the proud male organ directly before her eyes.<br><br>&nbsp;Both of his hands would clench a bit at his sides, desiring to touch her... to use her... to guide her. To enact so many of the things he's wanted to do with a woman.... but he held back, partly unsure, and partly because he was excited to see exactly what she would do, given her kneeling position, and such an obviously worshiping position, with his cock directly in front of her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 20:34:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; Excitement and pulse pounding arousal sizzled in her veins as her pink tongue swiped at the head of his rock hard shaft which she held firmly in her hand.&nbsp; Her other hand gripped his hip in order to steady herself as that first tantalizing taste became another and another until she opened wide and took him fully into the wet cavern of her mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; She took his generous length in as far as her throat and back out again, the sides of her flushed cheeks hollow with the force of her suction.&nbsp; She raised her gaze to his face to guage his reaction before moving a hand underneath his sac to caress his balls while she continued to suck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>04-05-2009, 23:59:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;This wasn't the first blowjob Jack had ever had... he'd had a few in highschool, but that was a -long- time ago. And none of those had been nearly as exciting as this. Her mouth was so hot, so wet.... it was sucking so hard. And she was working so eagerly upon him, mouth traveling over his length, her hands working on his body, and those eyes.... the spark of womanly excitement and desire gazing up at him.<br><br>&nbsp;"oh.... god...."<br><br>&nbsp;His head actually drifted backwards a bit, eyes closing as the sensation of pleasure that was coursing through him grew with each caress of her tongue. His balls, caressed with her fingers, drew tight, balls large, filled with seed... probably more than enough to satiate every bit of hunger she had... and to fill all her holes, twice over.<br><br>&nbsp;"Careful.... I'm.... close..."<br><br>&nbsp;Yeah. Not very 'manly' but, considering his lack of true experience, it's not unexpected that he wouldn't quite have the sexual endurance of the guys in his books. But perhaps that is another thing she could help him develop.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>05-05-2009, 05:19:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Careful.... I'm.... close..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; His words excited her and she wanted him to cum in her mouth.&nbsp; She hummed her approval which sent vibrations along his length while she picked up her pace.&nbsp; She used her tongue, her lips, her throat and her hands to cover every single inch of his beautiful, throbbing cock.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Typically,&nbsp; anytime she had done this in the past, it had been over quick and she never got any excitement or pleasure from the experience.&nbsp; But, there was something different with Jack, and the more pleasure she gave him, the wetter she became between her legs- she was so turned on by the low moans and grunts he made that she was tempted to reach down and touch her clit- but she waited and gave him all of her attention.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 23:55:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Jack's mind was in a world of pleasure, his eyes resting on the sight of her beautiful face working itself over his stick organ. His cock throbbed deliciously by the myriad of sensations coming from everything she touched him with.... mouth, tongue, fingers, lips.... everything worked to send him closer and closer to the edge, until finally he was pushed over it.<br><br>&nbsp;As he felt the orgasm start to flow up through him, both hands would move to find purchase in her hair, gripping tightly, pulling her mouth even harder down onto his organ, even as he groaned out in an unintelligible sound of pleasure as he began to give her the reward for pleasuring him so thoroughly... his thick, creamy semen coating the inside of her cheeks and tongue.<br><br>&nbsp;After about 30 seconds of strong bursts, the orgasm would die away, cum slowing to a trickle from the end of his still stiff member, and he'd suddenly feel a bit weak in the knees, stepping back and sitting on a nearby bench, panting a bit, hands leaving her hair, and moving to brace behind him as he worked on catching his breath.<br><br>&nbsp;"...w,wow...."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 07:38:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; Her moans of encouragement sent vibrations along his shaft and before long she felt him tighten his grip in her hair as he came long and hard.&nbsp; She managed to glance up and see the look of pure excstasy on his face as she fervently drank every last drop of his thick, hot seed.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Afterwards, he reluctantly moved away from her and sat down on a bench next to the tub.&nbsp; She slowly stood up and walked to the glass encased shower stall, opened the door and turned on the hot water.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; She glanced over at him to see if he was watching her, which he was, as she started to remove the robe she wore.&nbsp; Very slowly and very sensually she lifted her heavy mass of long blonde hair over one shoulder as she let the robe fall completely away from her body.&nbsp; Then, with a sexy grin she stepped into the shower and under the spray of the shower.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; She knew that even though the steam had fogged up the glass, he'd still be able to see&nbsp; her silouhette as she arched her back and thrust her breasts out as she covered her body in a rich lather.... &nbsp;" Oh, Jack..?&nbsp; Aren't you going to join me..?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 01:52:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would just sit there for a few moments recovering from the pleasure that she'd brought him, though his eyes would almost seem to lock onto her body like iron fillings drawn to a magnet. Watching almost mesmerized as she lifted her hair, allowing the robe to fall from her curves in a very sexy act. They followed the sway of her tight ass as she moved into the shower, starting it up.<br><br>&nbsp;And yes, even through the steam, he could see the dark silhouette of her body as she stroked and lathered her body, watching as her full breasts were thrust out... though he gave a slight start at her words, almost as if afraid he'd been caught peeking, though she was making it so he would see.<br><br>&nbsp;"y... yeah..."<br><br>&nbsp;He'd slowly stand up, his cock still firm, aiming towards the shower, and the beauty within. He'd open the door, and was hit by a wave of steam, before he'd step inside, closing the door, and was almost instantly awashed with water from the numerous shower heads that made it seem more like a hot rain storm, rather than a shower.<br><br>&nbsp;Once in, he'd stop, watching her, being able to see her body just a bit more, savoring the sight of the water and lather moving down her body in rivulets.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 07:18:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; Tansy was thrilled when Jack entered the shower with his cock at full attention. The lustfilled look in his eyes sent tingles along her wet, soapy skin- hardening her nipples which she couldn't wait to rub against his bare chest.&nbsp; So, she stepped closer to him and reached up to wrap her arms around his neck and as her pert, firm breasts pressed against him, she moaned in pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;" Oh God, Jack.... I want you so badly...!&nbsp; she felt as if her desire for him was burning her from the inside out as she reached up and licked his bottom lip with the tip of her tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; She still held the soap in her right hand which she slowly and methodically, starting with his neck and shoulders, washed her way down his back with a thick, soapy lather.&nbsp; His ass felt nice and firm as she rounded his cheeks, and gave each one a quick squeeze.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; "So, tell me Jack....what fantasy are you thinking of now?"&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>01-06-2009, 00:23:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would smile a bit, though blinking just slightly at the squeezing of his ass, and one of his hands would reach around, figuring turnabout is fair play... so one of his hands would give a quite firm grope to each of her posterior cheeks, feeling thet ightness, as well as the silken slipperiness of her skin.<br><br>&nbsp;"hmmmmm.... washing your body... making it nice and clean..." for a moment, he'd hesitate, before leaning forward, and whispering into her ear, "... before I roughly pin you to a wall, and work at seeing just how messy I can get you before we get out of the shadow."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>02-06-2009, 05:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "hmmmmm.... washing your body... making it nice and clean.. before I roughly pin you to a wall, and work at seeing just how messy I can get you before we get out of the shadow."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><em>Oh God!!</em> his words sent a fresh flood of moisture straight to her sex and she couldn't keep back the moan of anticipation as she gripped his firm ass a little tighter.&nbsp; &nbsp;" Oooh, yes Jack" she practically purred as she rubbed her slick, lithe body against him like a cat in heat.<br><br>&nbsp; As the water fell down his shoulders to his chest like tiny rivulets, she traced each one with her tongue and then slowly circled his flat nipples, giving first one a teasing nip, then the other.&nbsp; She was so hot for him and felt her desire for him grow to overwhelming levels.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Jack....I need you...inside of me...deep inside of me!"<br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 21:58:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would feel her rubbing against him, and then would feel the teasing of her lips and teeth against his nipples, causing him to gasp slightly, one of his hands moving to grip into her hair, and jerking her head back, away from his chest. He'd hear her words, and would move away from her body, his free hand would gently force her body to turn around, and would press her up against one of the walls, moving in behind her, the hard length of his shaft nestling against her ass, the shaft easing between the two full globes of her ass.<br><br>&nbsp;"oh? and where at inside of you?"<br><br>&nbsp;After all, there were two places, and he might have trouble deciding himself. He'd let her hair go, even as both hands moved to grip her hips, trapping her body there against the wall, and would slowly grind the length of his cock back and forth between the cheeks of her ass, mock-fucking her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 20:40:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"oh? and where at inside of you?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <br><br>&nbsp; Her breath caught in her throat in anticipation as she felt the hard, rigid length of his cock slide along her ass.&nbsp; She whimpered and pushed her hips back against him in near desperation now as he waited for her to respond.&nbsp; Her clit ached in need of stimulation as her juices coated the inside of her thighs and she was tempted to reach down and rub herself to relieve some of the tension.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; This was supposed to be his "fantasy" come to life and she was prepared to do <em> whatever</em> he wanted and so she had tried to wait to let him take the lead and do with her what he pleased, but if he wanted her to tell him <em>where at inside of her</em> she wanted that beautiful cock of his, then she'd gladly tell him.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;" My pussy, Jack....please!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 00:39:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack couldn't help but let out a slight grin, both of his hands firmly digging into her hips, before giving a sharp little slap to her ass, leaning in to brush his lips lightly against her neck, feeling the water raining down all around them.<br><br>&nbsp;"... don't move..."<br><br>&nbsp;Both hands would release her hips, moving to grasp the base of his cock, his other hand reaching down to spread the full lips of her sex. For a moment, he'd simply marvel at the wet heat of her womanhood... before he'd shift himself forward, the head of his cock brushing along the inside of her lips, easing in to tease at her entrance, teasing them both with what was about to come. <br><br>&nbsp;But after a moment, he'd slowly push forward, til the head had pressed past her entrance, and he'd suddenly surge forward, instantly burying the full length of his aroused desire slamming into the depths of her eager, awaiting sex.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 08:18:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; Tansy bent over when he smacked her ass, <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"... don't move..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> he said in an almost guttural whisper that was filled with his natural dominance which turned her on even more.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;"OhGodyessss!" she cried out as he teased the slick entrance to her sex and fought desperatley not to shove back against him and impale herself on his thick, hard rod.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; And then...finally...with one swift stroke, he pushed inside of her to the hilt- his balls slapping against her sex as he thrust.&nbsp; &nbsp;" Aaaahhhh!!" her moan echoed throughout the enclosed stall as his cock stretched the walls of her pussy to accomodate his invasion.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She reached down with her hand to alternately stroke her clit&nbsp; and then his balls as he pounded into her,&nbsp; all the while thinking that sex had never felt so good before....<em>ever</em>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 14:06:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack groaned at the feeling of her sex wrapping around his organ, the tight, wet heat of her desire encasing him. Nothing could truly describe the pleasure of feeling her so intimately impaled upon his arousal. But at the feeling of her fingertips on his balls, he'd groan in pleasure. But a moment later, inspiration would seize him, and he'd reach down, capturing the wrist of her exploring hand, bringing it up to press against the wall in front of her, next to her other hand, and he growled...<br><br>&nbsp;"... don't move them from that spot, or I'll stop..."<br><br>&nbsp;Then hands would trail down along her arms, teasing the silken flesh, before sliding beneath her bent body, finding the ripe, hanging fruit of her full breasts, and fingers would squeeze into the flesh with an almost eager possessiveness, feeling her hard nipples in his palms, even as hips started to slowly rock back and forth, moving only about half of his cock into the depths of her body, grunting a bit with each stroke of himself in her body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 22:37:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"... don't move them from that spot, or I'll stop..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <br><br>She froze, not wanting to risk the exquisite friction of his hard body against hers..inside hers.&nbsp; She whimpered as his big, strong hands cupped her aching breasts and she desperately wanted to thrust back against him- hard.&nbsp; The pleasure bordered on pain as every nerve ending in her body was alive with sensation and she closed her eyes tight in order to obey his command.<br><br>&nbsp;" Oh! Oooh! OoooooH!" she moaned as pleasure and desire threatened to overwehlm her completely. &nbsp;" Harder..please Jack!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 20:10:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would watch as she just stood there, impaled on his shaft, enjoying the slight tremble, figuring she probably wanted to move on him. But he couldn't help but smile, finding that he rather enjoyed having this kind of power over a woman... especially such a gorgeous one.<br><br>&nbsp;His hands would squeeze rather hard into each of her breasts, and he'd give a harsh couple strokes in and out of her body, making her body jerk with each stroke, watching the reactions of her body. But then he'd draw back, hands leaving her full breasts, before giving an experimental slap at her ass. Then another... and then a couple more.<br><br>&nbsp;Then, once he had reddened her sexy little ass a bit, he'd reach up, tangling a hand into her hair, jerking back on it, forcing her body to arch, thrusting her ass out nicely into him, and he growled, voice rich with desire...<br><br>&nbsp;"... ride me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 09:14:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; She obeyed immediately and began to move her hips forcefully along his thick cock that was so snuggly embedded inside her.&nbsp; Her ass still stung from his smacks yet surprisingly it added an intensity she'd never known before.&nbsp; He held her firmly and roughly by her long tangle of hair,&nbsp; making it more than clear who exactly was in control.&nbsp; And she <em>loved it!</em>&nbsp; Never before had she ever been as turned on as she was then.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; As she continued to thrust her pelvis against him she felt the beginning "tingles" of her approaching orgasm deep in her core.&nbsp; She instinctively sped up her pace and began to whimper and moan as the inner walls of her sex began to clench and unclench around his thrusting cock.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;" Oh..OhGod, Jack!&nbsp; I'm...I'm going to come!!" <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 14:16:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack couldn't help but groan out in pleasure as she worked her hips quickly back and forth, sliding the heat of her wet sex over his throbbing arousal, making his own 'tingles' begin int he depths of his balls. Of course, it would be impossible to act any other way, considering he had the perfect view of her tight ass bouncing back and forth on his thickness, looking over the back of this gorgeous woman who he held by the hair, using her wet hair like a leash to hold her in place.<br><br>&nbsp;But as she yelled out that she was going to cum, he too was on the very edges of an orgasm, and a few moments before it happened, his hips began to move, harshly slamming forward to meet her thrusts backwards, driving himself as far and hard into her wet depths as he can, rutting her hard for about a dozen strokes, before he grunted harshly, and slammed fully into the depths of her body, fully pinning her against the wall in front of her, trapping her as she was forced to accept the full torrent of his load into the depths of her slutty, eager body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 08:19:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Stars and multi colored explosions of light burst behind her tightly closed lids as he rammed into her a final time with a harsh intensity that had her screaming out his name while they both came at the exact same time.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; The water,&nbsp; at this point had become tepid and felt wonderful against her hot, sensitive skin as sweat mixed with the water droplets that fell from their joined bodies.&nbsp; Breathless, she fought to recapture enough air to refill her lungs as he held her there, against the tiled shower wall a minute longer.&nbsp; Ironically, although she was well sated and pleasured beyond her wildest dreams, she had absolutely no desire whatsoever for him to leave her body.&nbsp; &nbsp;" Ooh Jack" she sighed in a breathy whisper.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 14:11:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;He would pant quickly as he sheathed himself into the depths of her well-fucked womanhood, a little grin coming to his lips, relaxing against her back, his cock staying firmly lodged into the depths of her body, staying quite firm, given how her body seemed to clamp down upon the invading shaft. But even as she gripped him, both of his hands would wrap around her, and just hold her close as they both relaxed right there, coming down from the intense orgasms that had ravaged through both of their bodies.<br><br>&nbsp;"... wow..."<br><br>&nbsp;It seemed the only legible thing he could say at the moment. Slowly, if she didn't do anything to stop it, he'd withdraw his cock from the depths of ehr body, and woudl back up, finding one of the benches, and would sit down on it, before flopping onto his back, panting softly, letting the water rain down over him, his cock still standing firmly, though slowly being washed clean.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belladonna1</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 18:54:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;She smiled the smile of a sated siren as she grabbed a bar of soap, the scent fresh and masculine and one she had recognized on him earlier, and knelt before his prone body.&nbsp; &nbsp;" Relax, let me wash you" she said as he opened a curious eye towards her.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Tansy reveled in the way the slick soap glided along the plains and valleys of his sculpted body.&nbsp; She started with his neck and slowly worked her way down across his lightly hairy chest, careful to pay extra attention to his small tanned nipples.&nbsp; Then as the water rinsed the soap away, she licked each one and bit gently with her teeth before moving on to his stomach where she playfully dipped a finger into his belly button and then sensually followed the trail of dark hair that led to his semi erect cock.&nbsp; She rubbed and carressed her soapy hands up and down his shaft and then all around his heavy sac beneath.&nbsp; Next she moved downward over his muscled thighs and calves before finally reaching his feet.&nbsp; Once she was finished, she watched as the water washed the lather she'd worked up along his now, very clean body and swirl down the drain...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Writers Fantasies Realized</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 23:15:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Jack would just lay back, savoring the feeling of relaxation that came across him as he felt her start to work her hands over his body, soaping him up, before letting the water wash the soap away, the feeling sometimes tickling, bringing a smile to his lips. The feeling of her hands stroking over his flesh of course made him shiver slightly, despite the heated water, and made his cock slowly throb back to hardness. Apparently, he was quite virile despite their recent joining... a benefit of youth, obviously.<br><br>&nbsp;"mmmmm... careful, or your goign to have washed me, only to have me get us both dirty again..."
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