🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis
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				Title: <strong>🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>16-04-2017, 16:10:12</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/a337758201829c9558b67439cee7b3c5/tumblr_ooi9afsTT11tppytvo1_540.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (https://68.media.tumblr.com/5d1c339bef9328acf16a3ae4667c3d42/tumblr_ooi9asVUiN1tppytvo1_540.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (https://68.media.tumblr.com/6916f98e49c5f3b903acf81d2c9e70e6/tumblr_ooi9b3UtLy1tppytvo1_540.jpg)</div><br>The clean smells of trickling water and verdant plants fills the damp air of the Oasis, inviting visitors to sit on one of the many raised ledges around the pool or dive deeper into it and let the crystal clear water slide over their skin.&nbsp; A winding spiral walk goes from ground level to the very top of The One-Night Bride, making a square circuit three times around the pool level before ending.&nbsp; Numerous grottoes with soft benches and pillows invite lovers to semi-private intimacies and many a lucky person has had their client or their Bride pick a a frangipani or orchid and place it in their hair to complement their beauty and serve as a sign of being found pleasing.&nbsp; Lore has it that a dip in the pool leaves one as clean and as pure as having had an hours long bath.&nbsp; Massage tables at one end are staffed at all times, though open ones are available if the couple prefers to do it themselves.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>A portion of the pool runs under an overhanging deck offering a dark, secluded area not immediately visible from any other vantage point.<br><br>Pool toys are not allowed.<br><br>Suits are optional.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>impishcharm</strong> on <strong>22-04-2017, 21:51:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/46/93/31/469331ad60573de1133e62e2cff63ad7.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:&nbsp; Evithae 'Evi' (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129792#msg13129792)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Enjoying some relaxing pool time with introspection<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>None</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Very rarely had Evi intentionally avoided those coming through the doors in search of carnal delights, and as she observed such an occasion, she felt justified in her reasoning.<br><br>It was a time for celebration, after all, and would only be for a little while.<br><br>Eight years ago, to the day, she had come in search of a new life, and Madame Celeste had been merciful in her generosity, warmly welcoming her into the establishment without much ceremony.&nbsp; She gave her an opportunity to live comfortably, and at her own pace.&nbsp; The only price — a small one, in retrospect — was a small token of favor from her nightly conquests.&nbsp; Evi would be willing to pay many times that amount if that was the requirement, as long as she could stay in a place she’d made her home.&nbsp; Those who worked alongside her were her family, and the guests who came and went, well, they left their imprint on her.&nbsp; And she would bet her own arm that she left hers upon them.&nbsp; Those who returned claimed that her voice haunted them after, luring them right back into her arms.<br><br>Perched on the side of the pool, a dainty foot moving lazily through the clear water, she took time to enjoy herself before any other had the chance.&nbsp; Sometimes it was easy to get lost in the gyrating bodies, entwining limbs, and sheer ecstasy of it all to forget precious moments such as this.&nbsp; Seeing to her own needs before she pushed them aside to tend to another’s.&nbsp; Collecting herself, taking a few deep breaths.&nbsp; Enjoying the familiar splash against her skin, and sauna-like humidity in the air.&nbsp; It wasn’t the same as where she’d come from, but it was good enough to call a sanctuary, even if it was shared.&nbsp; In fact, she enjoyed indulging her clients in the water, where she felt most powerful.<br><br>As a predator of the vast oceans, it was only expected.<br><br>Her white hair was left down and, with light shining down from the high windows, absorbed the other colors surrounding her.&nbsp; Greens and blues, even a hint of gold haloed her head like a crown, bringing out the brilliant emerald of eyes framed by a smooth, porcelain complexion.&nbsp; For her attire that evening, she reached for a recent favorite given to her by a doting client — a black corset with matching garter and thigh-high stockings, with edges detailed in gold.&nbsp; The stockings only covered part of her thighs, leaving everything below the knee bare.&nbsp; Before entering the pool area, she'd taken her time preparing herself; between a long bath, careful attention to her hair, and a dab of perfume behind her ears for something extra, she felt like the seductress she was born to be and had succeeded in becoming.<br><br>She gazed longingly into the shimmering depths, debating on whether she should shed her garments and go for a swim; she was already late, would it hurt to keep them waiting any longer?&nbsp; Probably not.&nbsp; Fingers traced over a strap to her garter, itching to give in to that temptation, before receding back to her side.<br><br>Soon, she promised.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>28-04-2017, 22:22:26</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:&nbsp; Vibeke Veland&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13145390#msg13145390)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Under the stars and close to the emerald depths&nbsp; <br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Antonio, Velen <br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>None</em><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Despite Antonio’s somewhat justified fears, Vibeke wasn’t at all in a foul mood. Grumrump’s smacks on her derriere were nothing more than the usual greeting here at the One Night Bride and while she didn’t purposely adhere to the “customer is always right” mannerism, Vibeke had a way to make herself pleasing, or at least curteous to everyone who was considered a client. Especially if said client wasn’t directly her own. Knowing Semele’s generosity, she had little to complain about for now. It’s not as if she needed to get out of her way for the juggler or anything, in fact she was damn certain that he would be pleased to get the minimum attention judging by his attire. He didn’t look like someone who would afford a Bride or Groom by himself. Of course, her number one task as she understood it was to provide a show to Semele and her company, not necessarily to please Antonio.&nbsp; <br><br>By the time they arrived, the lovely Evithae already left the mystical waters. Vibeke stood near the pool’s edge waiting for the blonde patron to take her Groom inside one of the closest grottoes, as her wolfish bodyguard remained standing somewhere close. Vibeke gestured for Antonio to come stand in front of her so that all would have the best view. They were neither facing the pool, nor the audience, but each other, side by side with the edge of the pool. She heard Semele settling down on the wide chaise longue, beckoning Velen to join her. Vibeke realized that none of them could be seen in the intimacy of the grotto, whilst her and the juggler were the main focus for anyone coming up or down the stairs spiraling towards the Oasis. Would he back down now that he was utterly exposed to possible gazes from any of the four directions or would he go on? <br><br>”We are ready over here. My dear Grumrump, I know how fond you are of verbal descriptions and while I value your opinions very much, please indulge my craving for the night. I wish to hear no other sounds than those from the stage.” Semele said with a hint of amusement in her voice, showing that she meant no disrespect, but that her wishes were passed as law for the night.<br>&nbsp;<br>”I could not say the same about your enticing whispers, do keep them flowing.” she whispered to Velen. ”They are as euphoric as champagne and probably cost twice as much.” There was a short laugh coming from Semele and then she was quiet. <br><br>Vibeke turned her gaze to Antonio and slowly slid down into a squat, like a serpent guided by its charmer. Her rear rested near the heels as she parted her knees with both hands before leaning slightly towards him to keep a close balance. She reached for his buckle and gave him a questioning gaze. It would be the last time she asks permission for anything or wait for him to be ready.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>28-04-2017, 23:31:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Enticing his Client for the night.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Antonio, Antonio's Boss?<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Dirty illusions, tempting tails, and more</em><br><br>----<br><br>Velen's tail was one of his favorite tools to tease as it moved up Semele's leg. It was clearly distracting which is exactly what he wanted as he kept his eyes on her. Every move of her body was registered as he focused on her. She hadn't paid him yet but he knew quite well she was good for it. Even beyond that he was certain she would be more than enjoyable. When his illusions took hold he could see the shift in her expression. Yes, he was well aware of how his tease was influencing her. His talents were barely even being shown but she was already enthralled to some degree. It was quite the feeling of pride. Velen smiled.<br><br>Semele spoke to her guards after Antonio accept the challenge placed before him. The idea of five nights at the Pink Hydra was enticing to be certain, Velen believed, though he was more than happy here. After all, he didn't have to pay for the privilege of beautiful women here. Velen smiled and nodded at the juggler.<br><br>"Best of luck," Velen said as Semele stood up and offered him a hand.<br><br>His eyes began to glow faintly red as he began the process of reading her thoughts with his telepathy now that she had practically confirmed he would be her client. There were formalities to talk about but that could come later. Her vision of them as a King and Queen was made clear to him. He smiled as he cast his illusion. To her, and the others going with them, the illusion would show Semele as an ornately dressed Queen with the finest clothes, a robe, and a glowing crown atop her head. Velen himself was dressed in a fine robe, a crown, and a brilliant smile.<br><br>With Semele on his arm he walked with her. His tail, however, moved from under the skirt for the time being. Once they finally arrived in the grotto's he moved to the bench Semele indicated she wanted him at. Vibeke and Antonio were put in a very obvious place which earned a chuckle from the Groom. The kingly illusion was dropped as they sat down. He paid no mind to the other man. Once he had a client all of his attention was lavished on them practically without exception. His tail returned to its work, however, given that they were in the Oasis he was willing to be more bold. The tail trailed up her leg as before but this time slid underneath his client's undergarments seeking a more direct contact.<br><br>"Is it so exquisite," he asked as he leaned closer to her "and here I thought my words were the most mundane thing about me."<br><br>Velen placed a series of kisses along her neck fearing nothing and presuming that his client for the night would appreciate the boldness of him. With his illusion magic he wove a few scenes for her viewing pleasure. Three duplicates of the two of them would appear in her line of sight in different parts of the pool. One would be familiar featuring Velen eagerly attending to her with his tongue as she held his head in place. The second pair of illusions featured Semele bent over looking directly at them as Velen took her from behind with passionate fury. The last set of illusions had Semele on his lap secretly riding him letting the skirt hid what they were doing in plain sight.<br><br>"Let me see what you fancy," he whispered into her ear "for I'll make any illusion reality. Make your thoughts into my pleasure. And I will ensure your night is the finest you've yet experienced."
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Capone</strong> on <strong>29-04-2017, 17:53:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Preparing for a new kind of performance<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Preamble</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>The illusion caught Antonio off guard at first. He watched as Semele's attire shifted, each fiber within her dress seeming to loosen and restitch into a whole new royal ensemble. His eyes followed the shifting threads down towards the carpet, which also began its change to a more regal environment. He paused in his steps, watching as the walls of the One-Night Bride shifted and changed before his eyes. Just what sort of magic was held in this place? Even within the Bazaar that would make it one surprisingly wondrous and awe-inspiring location.<br><br>"Good show, chap!" Grumrump suddenly bellowed as the group continued forward without him. "Such wonderful trickery!" The plump benefactor gave the Groom a clap on the shoulder, one that seemed to be received with curt politeness. After a moment's hesitation and thought -- and suddenly noticing the tail upon the man now accompanying Semele -- he realized that it wasn't magic of the Bride itself. Antonio sighed, falling back into place with the rest of the group. Such trickery and illusions always felt unfair to him. It would explain the sudden disappearance of the man's pet dragon as well. Just visions projected before everyone's eyes to make them believe something wondrous was happening.<br><br>It hit Antonio's pride a bit, as it made so many of his tricks seem mundane in comparison. Antonio's pride also drove a bit of anger within his chest. A mental trick was little more than a visual lie. The skill and craftsmanship wasn't there. Sure, he didn't know much about actual magic, but performing music with your real hands, singing, dancing and strumming all at the same time, ensuring every member of the audience felt spoken to... not to mention the real danger of juggling blades, or the ingenuity of working the juggling of candles and firecrackers to create a rather explosive performance. Real risk! Magic required mental concentration, but physical performance required so much more out of the performer, including the very real risk of failure.<br><br>Now it was a competition. No matter what illusions Velen was going to provide, Antonio needed to make sure his craft was memorable. For Grumrump, for his benefactor's courtesan, for Semele, for Vibeke, and for Velen to remember how he was bested by a mere mortal man.<br><br>As they stepped out into the Oasis Antonio had to stop and stare in wonder once more. Velen's illusion fell away, allowing him to drink in the absolute splendor of the place. He had fallen slightly behind, simply looking up at how high the walls went, the clear starry sky above, and gazing into the seemingly luminescent waters. A bright-blue hue gave Antonio his own glow, and just the feel of the scene brought a smile across his face.<br><br>"Getting cold feet, Antonio?" Grumrump called, a jovial smile across his face. Antonio chuckled as he jogged towards the group, Vibeke standing herself in a position where her own performance would be visible. Opening his satchel, Antonio began to reach for his balls as the party made themselves comfortable in the shadows of a grotto. He couldn't help but chuckle as Semele requested his benefactor be silent, to which Grumrump grumbled a bit about how performers love to know their work is being enjoyed. Looking down Antonio's hand paused, seeing Vibeke's expression questioning if he was prepared.<br><br>He smirked.<br><br><strong>"What fun is just juggling some balls?"</strong> Antonio asked loudly, still facing Vibeke's eyes though calling for the audience to hear. He held up a finger to indicate a moment and stepped closer to the audience. He withdrew two of the juggling balls, tossing one to Grumrump's courtesan and another to Semele.<br><br><strong>"I will start with four,"</strong> he began, lifting the same number of fingers on his hand. <strong>"I expect my dear partner will not be getting down to immediate business, so wait until she has placed me into her mouth before tossing the fifth towards me."</strong> He pointed to the younger courtesan, who seemed to blush. Grumrump giggled, his big belly causing her (and her bosom) to bounce slightly as she leaned against him. <strong>"Be careful to aim for me and not Vibeke or the pool."</strong> He winked before turning to Semele. <strong>"Then, once I have achieved the desired hardened state, you may toss the sixth ball in. Then..."</strong><br><br>Antonio reached for another satchel resting against the small of his back. From there he withdrew what looked to be six wax candlesticks of different colors, though without a visible wick. <strong>"These are firecrackers,"</strong> he commented. <strong>"It is very important you toss them to me in a specific order."</strong> He then stepped towards a small table before each of them, typically for holding drinks. He placed them down, starting with blue, purple, green, yellow, orange, and red, all from right-to-left. <strong>"When I call for you to light one, you will grab the one furthest to the right, twist the top off -- the end currently pointing away from you -- and then toss it to me once I've tossed a ball towards you. Again, aim for me, not Vibeke or the pool."</strong> He gave another wink, and Grumrump chuckled again. He began to say something, then paused, his gaze shifting towards Semele beside. Instead, the plump man simply grinned at her, then at Antonio before letting those fat fingers grope his courtesan.<br><br>The performer then jogged backwards once again towards Vibeke, getting into position. With haste he had the four remaining balls in his hands, feet standing slightly apart as the pool illuminated the both of them. Rather than casting them in shadow, it seemed to only make them glow more visibly.<br><br><strong>"Ready when you are,"</strong> he said, eyes up to the sky as he began to toss each of the balls into the air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>30-04-2017, 11:06:38</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name:&nbsp; Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Ready for the main show while preparing one behind the curtains<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Antonio, Velen<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em> None</em><br><br><hr><hr><br><br>The regal illusion literally gave Semele a sweet shiver down her back. She wondered why it took her so long to try Velen out and realized what wonders she had missed since she first began visiting the One Night Bride. His powers enchanted and frightened her at the same time. To be able to read someone’s thoughts like that and then having the ability to change an entire setting were all grave, dangerous powers if in the wrong mind. To use them as a Groom to please clients seemed like such a waste really, but she realized it was better this way than to have them spread chaos in the world. <br><br><br>Now that they were more than properly seated at the Oasis without any illusions distracting her from the current entertainment, Semele felt like she regained her self-control. Focusing her eyes on Antonio and Vibeke as the latter slowly moved into position, she relaxed. Velen’s tail boldly moved up her leg, seeking entrance underneath her lingerie which it easily found and once again it felt almost impossible for her to focus on the show. She bit her lower lip as he trailed sweet kisses up her neck, allowing herself to savor the moment, her eyes slowly closing only to realize that she was still seeing the pool. This time however, she was watching herself entwined with Velen in not one, but three different ways, all scenes producing an exhilarating effect on her mind and body. The Groom’s playful tail registered all too well the physical impact as its tip reached the wet, soft place between her thighs. Semele parted her legs a bit, feeling the need for more. <br><br>&nbsp;"Let me see what you fancy," he whispered into her ear "for I'll make any illusion reality. Make your thoughts into my pleasure. And I will ensure your night is the finest you've yet experienced."<br>By that point, she had no doubt that he wasn’t bluffing. She had been slightly skeptical at first, wondering if his illusions where just a way to somehow compensate for a lack of actual Groom skills, but now she was wondering how to best make use of everything he offered. <br><br>Her hand reached down between his legs and rested on his inner thigh, before slowly caressing and massaging his muscles. She couldn’t give him an answer just yet and as it proved, she didn’t have to, for Antonio’s voice reached out to the audience. <br><br>&nbsp;"What fun is just juggling some balls?"<br>She caught the sixth juggling ball as he threw it and placed it next to her.<br><br>While he explained the gist of his following trick, Semele tilted her head for more of Velen’s kisses and pressed her hand on his groin meaningfully, slowly going up and down his shapely length, feeling the fabric of his clothes. <br>It was then that Antonio approached them to place the firecrackers on their table. Semele’s attention focused on the instructions for a moment: first from the right, twist the top, toss it once he throws a ball.&nbsp; She returned Grumrump’s grin with one of her own. It turned out to be a more complex juggling trick than she initially thought. Once Antonio returned to Vibeke’s side, Semele took a gander at the props: one juggling ball and six firecrackers. <br><br><strong>”Velen, it seems I will have to pay attention and make use of my hands when the time is right.”</strong> she said smiling. <strong>”Don’t make it very easy for me to do so. I like a challenge.”</strong><br><br>She touched him again, pressing her fingers tighter this time before re-positioning herself a bit higher on the chaise-longue. She let her head rest on his shoulder and slightly bent her knee, placing that same leg between his. It allowed them to face the poolside, throw or catch whatever was needed and thoroughly engage in seductive touches if they wanted. <br><br><strong>”I will take my pick on the first suggestion once we’ll be able to.”</strong> She whispered. <strong>”And demand a return on it as well.”</strong> For a moment Velen could see her pale features covered in white, under translucent glow. It was a mental image Semele made sure he would get. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>30-04-2017, 20:27:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Enjoying his client for the Night.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Antonio, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Illusions, Tails, Teasing, and probably more.</em><br><br>----<br><br>Velen enjoyed the little shiver down her spine as the illusion took place. She had come before but she had always taken up with brides or other grooms. Now he was getting his chance to prove why he was a Groom with a fair reputation outside these walls. There was a hint of fear in her mind but that wasn't uncommon for him. Reading minds was something people often got frightened about but most grew used to it once he put it to use. Once they were properly seated she seemed to relax as the illusions had faded. Oh how wrong she was. His tail pulled her attention once more as it sneaked its way up her leg. Once it slipped under her lingerie he enjoyed the feeling of satisfaction as his client was already aroused and he had only barely touched her. With his kisses she closed her eyes only to see the illusions he had placed before her. Her legs parted some more and he smiled.<br><br>Any skepticism she had felt before faded away as he looked at her mind once more. It was a matter of pride for him to prove that he wasn't simply a mage who used his illusions but he was, indeed, far more than he seemed. Elven ears made most suspect he was merely a mage. When he used his incubus powers people learned what he was truly capable of. Her hand moved to his inner thigh and he offered a soft light moan right to her ear as she caressed his muscles.<br><br>"A challenge," he whispered into her ear "I'll take you at your word. I hope you are prepared then."<br><br>Her hand had moved from his thigh to his groin where she was met with his still growing bulge. Under her touch she could feel him grow but also could already note the pleasing thickness that he must have. He peppered her ear with kisses, nibbles, and groans at her attention. As she shifted her position closer to him his arm moved around her body. Without worry his hand moved over her dress to get a feel for his partners bust. Every motion was designed to squeeze or gently caress her while perfectly avoiding her nipple deciding that the denial of direct action could be every bit as enticing as simply acting.<br><br>His tail was not to be forgotten, however, as it ran up and down her wetness. Now that she wanted a challenge he would take things to the next level to tease her. The tip of his tail flicked and rubbed against Semele's clit to ensure that the pleasure did not stop coming. If she was able to focus through all of this he would be a little amazed and ever more enticed.<br><br>"Oh, I'll wait with baited breath," he said as she filled his mind with a vision of her pale features covered in white with a translucent glow "I see."<br><br>Without missing a beat a fourth illusion appeared in her line of sight. It showed Semele in the grotto's waters with him seated on the edge. Her head moving in a perfect rhythm while Velen's own face was clearly deep in pleasure. His tail snaked down her side clearly working under the water to please his client. Not only that but his hands rested on her head forcing her to take him deep. Just long enough she would easily be able to tell that he was deciding when she could breath and he knew exactly how far he could push her.<br><br>"Is that what my ever so delightful Lady desires," he whispered into her ear between playful nibbles while his free hand traced a line from her bottom lip down to the top most curve of her breasts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>01-05-2017, 08:17:20</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:&nbsp; Vibeke Veland&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13145390#msg13145390)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Under the stars and close to the emerald depths&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Antonio <br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Partial nudity</em><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>The whole thing was rather unusual for her, really. Vibeke had her share of deviancy, most of it created by herself, but this was completely...unique. As Antonio moved closer to the audience and began explaining what sounded like a whole circus act, the dark beauty remained in the same position gazing somewhere in the distance.&nbsp; To the others it might have seemed like she wanted to be anywhere else but there or that she was at least bored and they wouldn’t be entirely wrong. There was something Vibeke constantly craved and all the other moments of the day or night where just a prelude, not even an interesting one, to that one goal.&nbsp; Her ears registered Antonio’s words just barely :“...four...business...not Vibeke...toss...light one...” , while she was already anticipating the next “high” in her mind.<br><br>&nbsp;Lately it got harder and harder for her to reach that state, to have her blood and adrenaline pumping as she literally worked her ass off for every client. What she was seeking was&nbsp; indescribable, there were no words for it, but she felt it, deep in her gut and then some. It was like heroin and weed trips without the side effects. And&nbsp; it all stemmed from exerting full control over someone, but lately the sessions felt too short, the clients too weak. There was never enough time for truly mastering her art,&nbsp; clients paid by the hour, rarely by the night and they came and went just like the tide. Vibeke had few regulars, but once they’d form some kind of attachment or need beyond the professional she’d discard them without a second thought. She was too emotionally detached to form a bond outside of the establishment, perhaps this was what she lacked. To have someone under her control 24/7, for her to decide if not all, at least most aspects of that someone’s life, not just in the bedroom.&nbsp; She often wondered if that was the case, but never bothered to go down that path. Deep down she was afraid of commitment, not because it meant to reveal her vulnerability, but because committing meant you wanted to live for that someone, for something. And that was exactly what she didn’t need. She lived her life from one high to another, waiting for that ultimate bliss, the last, true ecstasy of death. <br><br>It was for that reason that she was the odd one out of the group.&nbsp; While most came to the One Night Bride for entertainment, to make money, to lose themselves or simply to feel alive, be they clients or courtesans, she wished for none of those. Vibeke longed for death. <br><br>“Again, aim for me, not Vibeke or the pool." The words seemed to come from far away, drawing her back into a world she could’ve simply forgotten. The juggler returned&nbsp; fast-paced before her and with a “ready when you are” encouragement he started his trick. They were all pawns in the hands of Fate and Vibeke saw no harm in playing along for the time being.&nbsp; <br><br>Her porcelain hands reached for his waist once more, this time pulling his pants down just above his knees and revealed&nbsp; a physique suited for a Groom. She briefly looked up to watch Antonio’s expression, focused as he was on the moving balls. Returning her emerald gaze to the literal object at hand, she placed her fingers on its length and the other hand right beneath Antonio’s jewels, cupping them. Slowly she stroked him to hardness, exceptionally gentle for her tastes, not knowing what kind of preferences Antonio had. The idea was to make him lose focus in a pleasant manner, not to physically assault him. Or at least, that is what she understood from the bet. <br><br>She grazed his sensitive flesh with her long, black fingernails before she parted her full red lips and blew hot air over it. Lifting his hardness she then came closer and pressed her lips on his scrotum. To the audience it looked like she was giving him a long and pressing kiss, but Antonio felt the swift, teasing licks coupled with the soft little bites from her pearly teeth. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Capone</strong> on <strong>03-05-2017, 03:25:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Concentrating on his performance<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Receiving oral foreplay; a smart mouth</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Antonio was already feeling a partial failure in his performance. Not a word from his partner. Vibeke was acting professional, but only in the way that an <em>assassin</em> would act like a professional. Silent, awaiting her turn to act, and then proceeding with her duty. No matter what skill she possessed "entertaining" a client alone behind closed-doors, this lack of spirit and soul was no doubt going to impact how entertained the other patrons would be.<br><br>He could not have that.<br><br>The slip of his pants to his knees was the first moment he truly felt the thrill of excitement in his body. That electric spark of arousal slid down his spine and towards his member, twitching it as if to life just as Vibeke's fingers too the softness between her fingertips. For the time being he tried to allow his mind to focus on her actions, on the feel of not just her fingers, but of her presence. Just feeling her knees brushing against his shins as she squat before him, one fingers gently caressing and massaging his length as the other handled his scrotum in her fingers. His sac twitched at the sudden attention, causing him to breathe in deep, his cock growing tense from the eager possibilities it sensed before it.<br><br>His mind wasn't even on the balls he juggled into the air, so used to the simple performance that he didn't even have to think to keep from making a mistake. Even the audience wouldn't be paying attention there. They'd be watching Vibeke as she softly blew upon his member, an act that seemed to coax his growing length into reaching out for her. He suppressed a chill, though the sudden tensing of his muscles would be clear to the woman before him.<br><br><strong>"Ooh!"</strong> Antonio yelped, tossing one of the balls higher into the air as Vibeke's fingers glided against his own. <strong>"Is it just me or is your breath as frigid as your expression?"</strong><br><br>He didn't face her, didn't want to see what face she gave him. Assuming she gave any at all. He suddenly regretted not having held her back behind the entourage to discuss his actions and priorities in hushed whispers. He wanted to entertain his audience. He wanted Semele, Grumrump, the fat man's courtesan, and even Velen to chuckle, or to gasp at his words and smile as they awaited Vibeke's revenge.<br><br><strong>"Yeowch!"</strong> Antonio said, his body leaping to his tip-toes as her teeth nipped at his scrotum. It was all performance, though the action <em>did</em> come as a surprise. As he lifted himself by his toes he tossed two balls up at once, then the next, continuing this two-by-two pairing as he settled back onto the flat of his bare feet. Despite the nips being a surprise, Vibeke's attention was such that her gentle fingers had coaxed him easily to an erection. The weight of his thickened member rested heavily against her cheek, the taut flesh seeming to ripple in the aquatic hues of the pool light illuminating the pair.<br><br><strong>"Ball!"</strong> he called to the courtesan. She sat entranced, her eyes focused on... well he couldn't tell if her eyes were on Vibeke, as if to learn something, or the subtle fluctuations of Antonio's abdomen. It wasn't until good ol' plump Grumrump gave his courtesan a pinch upon her tush that she squeaked, suddenly sitting upright, and in a nervous panic tossed the ball almost too low. It was heading for Vibeke's feet. Holding his breath, Antonio tossed the next couple of balls extra high so that he could more reliably lean forward, bouncing the fifth upward with his grasping fingers before finally catching it as he stood upright once again. His cock had gently slid against Vibeke's cheek in this process, though his mind was beginning to focus less on her attention and more on keeping five balls in the air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>06-05-2017, 09:53:27</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:&nbsp; Vibeke Veland&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13145390#msg13145390)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> The show must go on <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Antonio <br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral</em><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>It was Antonio’s mock that brought her mind back to the stage. As he yelped and returned on his feet, she couldn’t help but look up, her cruel eyes fixed on his facial expression. He was gazing at his audience, which was perfect. The physical stimulus was enhanced if he didn’t see what was happening, not to mention the possibilities of taking him by surprise. His erection felt good against her cheek and for a second Vibeke wanted to know how it would feel on her tongue. Yet this was not that moment. She was licking her way from one jewel to another when Antonio called to Grumrump’s courtesan. She felt him extend close and beside her to catch the fifth ball, then just as quickly returning to his standing position, completely focused on keeping everything moving up in the air. <br><br>She suddenly realized what was missing. They had both been convinced to pair-up for the evening by two patrons who clearly wanted more for the night than just their usual client-courtesan quality time. Vibeke had seen Semele before and knew roughly what she was capable of; that her motivations were nowhere close to the advantage of the One Night Bride. Grumrump was just as bad, no consideration for the juggler’s desires whatsoever. She and Antonio had not chosen one another in the same way a client and its courtesan would. They had no prior talk, no negotiations of any sort and while he was more than comfortable putting on a show - as unusual as it was – she wasn’t quite skilled for it. Not really, especially if she had to team up. Entertaining a group was not new for her, but it had always happened on her terms and then it was just her and her client in their private little world, no matter how many were watching.&nbsp; This...didn’t feel right with her. There was no connection between her and Antonio, not even the minimum. He wasn't her client, they were both entertainers, not unlike Semele's usual staff. This angered her. For a split-second the idea of giving it up and calling it off crossed her mind. Yet that would be a blemish on her spotless record and it wasn’t worth it. So Vibeke decided to do something else instead. She would treat Antonio as her client, one she didn't know anything about, one she would eventually learn to read. <br><br>She backed away and gripped his shaft with her right fingers, lifting it up as the back of her hand rested against his stomach. With a slow and long lick she covered the exposed side, from the sack to its tip as her lips caught the sensitive head. He felt the warmth of her mouth just as she pressed her lips against the edge that separated the tip from the rest. She remained like this for a moment, swirling her tongue on his flesh. Then Vibeke pressed her hand on his shaft, pulling it down just enough for her to engulf the tip. Without warning, she moved and took him whole, until her nose almost touched his stomach. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>06-05-2017, 09:56:59</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name:&nbsp; Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Yes, the show...must go on <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Antonio, Velen<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em> None</em><br><br><hr><hr> <br>Velen’s hands on her bosom felt, for a lack of a better word, divine. Experience or intuition told him exactly how to touch her, how much pressure to apply and what area to ignore in order to bring out the best sensations. Her nipples hardened and became evident under her champagne-colored dress. She whimpered softly and her touch on his groin grew more intense.&nbsp; Yet as his tail flicked over that most sensitive spot between her legs, Semele lost control for a moment. Her hand stopped moving, her eyes lost focus and she parted her lips, ready to moan. It was then that the daring Groom filled her mind with a vision she could barely wait to have it come to life. His fingers were entangled in her golden curls, keeping her head down between his legs as she was gasping for release.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Realizing that she had another purpose to fulfill before that, the woman opened her eyes.<br><br>"Is that what my ever so delightful Lady desires." His whispers and nibbles almost lulled her back into temptation while his hands worked his magic on her lip and breasts. <br><strong>”Business before pleasure.”</strong> she replied and reached for Velen’s finger, placing it between her lips and teasing it with the tip of her tongue. Her eyes returned to the performers just as Vibeke was giving Antonio what looked like a most sensual kiss. So far, neither of the two disappointed her.<br><br>&nbsp;Another flick of Velen’s tail and she gasped, brushing her thighs against one another, feeling too aroused for her own good.&nbsp; Then Antonio did the unthinkable and mocked the dark courtesan, receiving a somewhat expected reply in return. Semele chuckled with Velen’s finger still stuck between her teeth as she pulled it deeper into her mouth to suckle on it. The juggler was made for the stage, that was certain. Only a pro would keep his mind focused on pleasing the audience under such...extreme conditions, she thought.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;"Ball!" &nbsp;Antonio called to Grumrump’s courtesan and the girl tossed the ball too low for the juggler, forcing him to find a quick solution. Again, he did not disappoint.&nbsp; Her eyes moved to the courtesan who was servicing him. Vibeke pulled back, allowing him to re-position himself on his feet and he eventually regained full control of the act, juggling all five items.&nbsp; Then they all watched as she licked his flesh, her long sensuous tongue caressing the underside of his shaft.<br><br>Semele pulled Velen’s finger away from her mouth and tilted her head to whisper in his ear. <br><br><strong>”Watch this. I don’t intend on losing a bet, as entertaining as it might be.”</strong> She threw the sixth ball almost instantly, as soon as Vibeke deep-throated him. Her aim was perfect, not towards his head or too low, but high enough for him to be able to reach it if he timed his hands well. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>06-05-2017, 19:59:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Teasing her as requested<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Illusions, Tails, Teasing, and probably more.</em><br><br>----<br><br>His hands continued to work their respective magics. The hand roaming the wonderful landscape of her breasts became entirely away of the nipples poking through her dress. Yet another sign that everything was going as intended. He moved perfectly to avoid them before but now he occasionally, without warning, rubbed them through the fabric of her dress. He would enjoy slipping it off of her later and sampling the delightful body beneath but he could save that for later. His other hand continued to trace from the bottom of her breasts to just above her waist more acting as a comfort or point of stability amidst all of the teasing he was doing. His spade tipped tail continued to expertly press against her clit switching between spaced out light touches and vigorous temptation in a cycle.<br><br>The true pleasure, for him, was seeing her reaction. She froze leaving her hand on his crotch. Her eyes passed out of focus and she parted her lips. The vision was perfectly timed. He could feel the pleasure surging through her body as he allowed that vision to linger for a bit before her eyes opened and she focused again. Yes, he would be feasting on the pleasure of this woman tonight. And, if that was any indication, it would a delicacy. He licked his lips as she spoke to him.<br><br>"Pleasure is my business," he reminded her with a coy smile between playful bites on her ear "and I can't wait to feed on yours. The demon in me wants to tempt you into nothing but a wonderful abyss of pleasure where you see nothing, hear nothing, and feel nothing except the visions of you body writing under my touch. Hear nothing except the sounds of my body meeting yours in the holds of intense joy. And feel nothing except the constant peak of pleasure leaving your body and mind so perfectly submerged you don't remember to breath for a few moments."<br><br>Velen kissed along her cheek until he got to her chin and from there returned to her neck. His hand had moved back up to teasing her bottom lip. She took the finger in and began to suck on it. Oh, she wanted to do that did she? She gasped and rubbed her thighs together whilst his tail continued to do it's work. He was aware of the show being put on but his attentions were solely on her. He could praise Vibeke's talent later as he could for the other man. Content with this little finger sucking she was doing he allowed her to continue to her hearts content.<br><br>He turned when she whispered to him to watch her. The sixth ball was thrown perfectly and Velen felt a smile take over. One of complete happiness as she defeated him in their little challenge. He had almost had her a few times but there was nothing that could be done. His tail retreated from between her legs, since she had said she would make up her mind which illusion she wanted to experience once her task was done, and Velen looked at the glistening tip where some of Semele's sweet nectar was located. With a wink to her his tail came to his lips and he licked it clean.<br><br>"You taste delightful," he said meeting her eyes "now did my Lady have her first request in mind or shall I take the initiative once more."<br><br>All four visions returned to her view so that she could once more enjoy looking upon them.<br><br>"And remember," he whispered into her ear "this is merely the opening act. You've yet to step foot into my proper domain."<br><br>He leaned back letting her see the wicked smile crossing his face as he waited for a reply from the golden haired beauty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Capone</strong> on <strong>09-05-2017, 02:28:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Beginning to run into some concentration problems<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Receiving oral oral</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Even five balls was simple enough for Antonio, allowing his mind to remain detached enough from the spheres hopping about in the air to simply enjoy the pleasures of Vibeke's tongue against his sac. His member tensed, that tightening feeling you get when you flex a muscle, his member seeming to bob or twitch slightly in her grip. In an effort to spice things up, he began to toss every other ball behind his back, where he would catch it, bring it round to the front, and toss it over his shoulder once more. It allowed his right arm, the one visible to the customers, to continue moving back and forth in a hypnotic cycle, adding a new layer to the performance.<br><br>It wasn't going to entertain them forever, but he needed to wait until he had the sixth in hand before switching anything up. For that, he needed to wait on his partner, her fingers now lifting his length so that she could slowly taste its girth. His breath came in deeply, his back straightening and arching just slightly, puffing his chest out more to the audience as he responded in tandem to her lick. He allowed a deep, almost moaning sigh as she gave him a bit of a kiss at one of the most sensitive spots, her tongue dancing against the flesh like the flickering flames of a fire.<br><br>Still his hands did not falter. In fact, he wasn't even thinking about what his hands were doing, and would have almost forgotten all of his own instructions to the audience as Vibeke moved on to the next step. When her ruby red lips wrapped about that bulbous tip he breathed in, preparing to call for the next ball. However, she continued down, feeling the ridge of his cock head glide along her tongue, feeling it press intently against that sensitive underside before her throat enclosed around it. He let out a grunt, almost as if he had just gotten punched. One paying close enough attention may have noted that he skipped a ball going behind his back, as he had accidentally tossed it wrong. An easy enough recovery.<br><br>Easier, at least, than turning his head to call for the sixth only to jump in place as it sailed through the air. Semele was quick on the draw, her Groom for the night seeming to do a worse job of distraction. He reached to catch it, but only managed to accidentally bounce his fingers against its underside. It hopped towards his left, right over Vibeke's head, allowing him to catch it with his other hand. The rhythm of the balls visibly changed, but not a single one fell upon the ground.<br><br>Antonio let out a deep sigh of relief, which was also a deep sigh of pleasure as he felt the courtesan's throat tighten around his tender tip. Breathing in deeply once more, and smiling at the amused applause of his benefactor Grumrump, he began to use both hands to toss balls behind his back and before him. It looks as if the balls themselves were now dancing and hopping in the sky.<br><br>"How ya doin' down there?" he asked to Vibeke, his eyes still skyward.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>09-05-2017, 20:08:12</strong>
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				&nbsp;<strong>Name:&nbsp; Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Being teased and wanting more&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Velen<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em> None</em><br><br><hr><hr><br>Antonio caught the ball marvellously and even added a new trick to his performance, a mesmerizing one as he moved his hands at the back, at the front, at the back again.... Her task now done and with the confidence that she had chosen quite the potential employee, Semele returned all her attention to her Groom. <br>Velen’s words felt like velvet caressing her ears and she had to relish the sweet combination of his wanton sentences with his various touches. As soon as he licked the tip of his tail clean, Semele knew that the night would be one full of lascivious wonders. All four visions clouded her sight once more, courtesy of his magic. As if she could ever forget what is in store for her! <br><br>"And remember," he whispered into her ear "this is merely the opening act. You've yet to step foot into my proper domain."<br>As he leaned back, Semele practically crawled onto his chest, her warm body pressing on his. She took his chin between her forefinger and thumb, tilted his face to the side and licked from neck to earlobe, then finally whispered:<br><br><strong>”I’d like to see if your lips and tongue are as playful as your tail.”</strong> She nipped his pointed ear just as her fingers caressed the back of his neck, toying with the close-cut hair. Then she pulled his face back to her and traced the outside of his lips with her tongue, teasing him back. When she had enough, she lunged forward and took his lips in a blazing kiss, pressing him back against the chaise-longue.&nbsp; He smelled lovely and he tasted like sweet sin. <br><br><strong>”What does the ‘Demon Prince of Fantasy’ suggest?”</strong> she chuckled at the name. <strong>”Give ourselves to the blue waters of the pool or remain...somewhat...hidden here and let your magic complete the first scene you portrayed?”</strong> <br><br>Her fingers glided up and down the back of his neck as she gazed straight into his brown eyes. It felt good to try and seduce the seducer. It made her heart throb and Semele was certain it made something of his throb as well. She literally gave him a mouthful of her pleasure, a little appetizer before the main course. Pretty handy to be half-incubus and get straight meals AND payment by the end of the day, not a bad deal at all. <br>He was so handsome too, not the kind to feel threatened or intimidated by, but swooned! Celeste knew very well what she had in her front yard sort to speak and Semele couldn’t help but feel a little envious. Yet she was also grateful that the situation allowed her to enjoy Velen without the awkwardness of a boss-employee relationship. Tonight she was a client, a mistress and with Velen’s magic she chould be anything she wanted. And receive everything she needed. <br><br><strong>”You’re a good kisser and I like to be kissed everywhere.”</strong> she said. <br><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Name:&nbsp; Vibeke Veland&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13145390#msg13145390)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> She would curse, but... <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Antonio, the audience <br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral</em><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>There was a sudden move from Antonio, one she did not expect. Apparently the owner of the Pink Hydra - who else? – got all too eager to have her task done and threw the sixth ball without being called out. This forced her client to lunge forward and sheathe himself even deeper against her throat. Judging by Grumrump’s claps, he caught it just in time. <br>"How ya doin' down there?" he asked.<br><br>As if Semele’s gimmicks weren’t enough. Vibeke gave him the stink eye which turned out to be completely lost on him as he was facing the sky. She wanted to curse, but given her current situation, evacuating the words was impossible. She settled for imagination, seeing the two tied up in her private chamber, gagged and spanked until they begged for mercy. Her breasts tingled at the tips and something was happening between her legs as she imagined that, arousal taking over her anger in an instant. Antonio could probably feel it too as her mouth turned water and her lips softened around his length. Perhaps she wouldn’t get Semele begging, but by all the gold in the Bazaar, she’d have Antonio at her feet by dawn. <br><br>Reconsidering her instinct to simply bite him for the comment, Vibeke pulled back gently, placing her hand on his shaft just as her lips reached the tip. She sank her nails straight into his flesh as she licked and kissed, letting nature do its thing and pump more blood over there. He could feel her teeth nipping, then her lips caressing and for a moment even her hand stroking him. <br><br>&nbsp;She briefly tilted his erection away from her lips to settle herself into a more comfortable position, one knee on the tiled ground. She watched him juggle, taking in the moves, his rhythm, looking for a loop, the right moment to distract his attention, or his hands away from the balls. With a cold gaze she then turned to watch the audience, realizing that only Grumrump and his courtesan were paying attention. She placed a finger on her lips, then turning to face Antonio’s lower body, Vibeke tilted her head back, opened her mouth and rolled her tongue out.&nbsp; He’d have to eventually look down and urge her in some way to go on if he wanted more. Perhaps even use his hand, as she kept hers on her knees. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>11-05-2017, 05:29:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Making good on his promise, in due time of course.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Stripping Semele.</em><br><br>----<br><br>Velen watched the ball sail through the air for a moment before it was caught. The man was surprisingly focused despite Vibeke's talented mouth. He had to hand it to the man he was dedicated. That didn't matter much to him, however, as Semele received all of the visions once more. After his whisper she crawled atop his chest pressing her warm body against him. He could practically feel the arousal radiating from her as he started kissing from his neck up. Warm breath escaped him though a moan did not. He would reserve that ever so slightly. He grinned when she mentioned she wanted to see if his lips and tongue were as playful as his tail. Velen winked.<br><br>"Semele," he whispered back "playful is but the lowest I can do. One doesn't get to enchant the finest women with a merely playful tongue."<br><br>She was tracing her tongue along his lips but he only teased making his own tongue do the same. He wondered how long she would play that game before taking the plunge. He made a guess and was off only barely when she finally went in for the kiss. His tongue moved to dance with hers amidst the heated play between them. His hands moved to her back before resting on the lovely curve of her backside squeezing lightly to enjoy the sensation while they kissed. When she broke that kiss, after sampling his delightful taste, she whispered to him. Velen smiled. She was letting her hands explore but he was going to fulfill her wish.<br><br>In a blur of motion she would have his answer as he flipped their positions with Velen over her as she was pressed against the lounge seats. He kissed her cheek before giving her a devilish grin.<br><br>"Allow me to show you," he said kissing down her cheek to her neck.<br><br>As he did so his hands worked on her dress. The fur was pulled off so that the straps holding her dress were free to grab. With a wicked smile between kisses he started pulling the dress straps to the side and this was no illusion. As his kisses moved to her neck and down to her collarbone he was lowering the dress further. Should he find an undergarment in his way deft hands moved quickly to remove it. He wanted to sample the skin beneath. His smile was wicked for more than one reason. Semele made the man give a show and now she would think she was giving one all the same. Anyone looking at them, however, would see Velen slipping lower but her dress only disheveled. Let her believe she was giving a little show, if anyone could see them, or just enjoy the slight thrill.<br><br>Velen stopped as he kissed over to her breast finding it perfect to capture with his lips. Letting his lips wrap around the point of her nipple while the tip of his tongue teased the hardened point effortlessly. He spent a little time on each one ensuring that both were given ample time to enjoy the delights of his tongue while he kept his eyes locked upwards on his client. Everything in time. Velen wasn't going to stop there, however, as he eventually began kissing down her stomach as he continued to move the dress until, with a deft movement, he pulled it down even though she was sitting. A little trick he had picked up long ago.<br><br>Leaving her in naught but her panties he looked up at her with a look of mischief in his eyes seeing how his client was enjoying herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>13-05-2017, 09:57:48</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<strong>Name:&nbsp; Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Fresh air kissing her skin<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Velen<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em> Nudity</em><br><br><hr> <hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Velen’s weight on top of her felt exquisite for the moments he spent kissing her neck, before letting the soft fur slip from her shoulders. She relished his scent, masculine and intense. His hands worked gently on the straps of her dress, pulling it down to reveal her round shoulders and even rounder chest. He exposed her breasts to the night’s air and to his gaze, only to be caressed and teased by his lips. Semele sprawled her fingers into his hair, relishing the attention his mouth gave to her bosom and moaned. When he finally pulled the dress all the way down and finally stripped her so that only her panties and high heeled sandals remained, she gazed into his eyes. Pleasure was evident on her features, her smile matching his grin and the light in her eyes mirroring his.<br><br>He could see her fully now and she had the body of a well-aged woman, of a dancer who had still the built of her youth. Long, shapely legs and a beautifully sculpted abdomen told the tale of her nature, of an entertainer who never left the stage despite not having to earn its living by it. She toyed with his hair and seated herself more comfortable, her back rested against the chair.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Velen," </strong>his name sounded like satin rolling from her tongue <strong>"you will make me very happy tonight, won't you?"</strong> it was a statement more than a question.&nbsp; She realized that his body shielded her and partially blocked her view of the scene where Antonio and Vibeke were performing. It didn't bother her, she had seen enough to accomplish her purpose and she wasn't particularly in need to offer a similar show. Yet...<br><br><strong>"There are still a few firecrackers to be sent their way." </strong>she said teasing his lips with her index finger, before slowly pressing its tip between them. <strong>"Perhaps this time I won't have the best of aims." </strong>She smiled and took a peek at what was going on near the pool. Vibeke was not moving this time, her mouth open in an unusually submissive way as she kept her hands away from Antonio. Now this was intriguing. Shifting her gaze back to Velen, Semele smiled. <br>&nbsp;Her skin glowed and she was positively turned on by the possibilities his illusions offered. She bent her right knee and pulled it closer to her chest, letting the sole of her golden sandals to rest against Velen's stomach, keeping him at bay. Her hands toyed with&nbsp; the line of her panties, gliding her finger underneath from side to side. <br><br><strong>"Do you have any special skills for stripping these off or should I help you out this time?"</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Capone</strong> on <strong>16-05-2017, 16:28:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Is the performance failing?<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Exhibition and oral</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>True to her image, Vibeke failed to communicate with words and instead informed him of her status through actions. At first he took it as all good, what with the sudden shift in moisture and caress. It caused his member to quiver against her tongue as he believed her to be quite invigorated to be sheathing him betwixt her lips. However, her ministrations changed as she pulled her lips back towards the crown, her fingers grasping him, the muscle tensing against her grip... before her nails dug in.<br><br>He hissed between his teeth, tossing a ball slightly off angle, but catching it easily enough. Between the piercing points of Vibeke's nails and her nipping teeth, he found himself seeking distraction by criss-crossing a pair of balls in the air as he tossed them behind himself. He was definitely going to need to switch things up a bit, but it was still a bit too early to call for the first firecracker. He needed to know that his release was imminent, and in truth the pair had only really just begun.<br><br>Adjusting his gaze to the crowd, he was not at all surprised to see Grumrump's loose pants pointing upwards. His courtesan's fingers slid from the rotund belly down towards the cloth-covered point, teasing it with a single fingertip as he whispered into her ear. He could not truly tell if the courtesan was having a good time or just playing along. Any spirits that may be lifted from his benefactor were swiftly dashed, however, as he saw Semele upon the lap of her groom, turned away from his own performance. What he once thought was a success was now suddenly a loss. She had merely watched long enough to toss the ball and be done with it.<br><br>His concentration was broken enough that his member began to soften slightly, becoming less of a rigid beam standing upright in the air. It was then that he realized Vibeke's attentions had halted. No suction, no kisses, no fingers or even piercing fingernails. Taking a moment to slow the juggling, he glanced down to see his member, still length but soon to begin shrinking at the lack of attention and abundance of distraction, resting upon her tongue.<br><br><em>Even my companion conspires against me!</em> he cursed to himself. He stared up at the balls once more. He had to keep juggling. It was part of the bet. With six balls, however, there was no way he was going to be able to use his hand and there was no guarantee he'd be able to move his hips right without poking or prodding something other than her mouth. With a sigh, he decided he'd do the only thing he could. It'd be a challenge, and it was more likely to draw laughter from the crowd than illicit moans of empathic pleasure, but Vibeke gave him no choice. If he couldn't use his hand and she wasn't willing to fulfill her part of the performance, then he'd use the only means left.<br><br>He lifted his leg up and looped it over her shoulder, his calf closing in to the back of her head and pushing her forward. Fortunately, the softening of his cock worked conveniently as it allowed to bend and shift to fit the contours of her tongue, the roof of her mouth, and her throat. The immediate warmth sent a tremor throughout his girth, already summoning the stone-like transformation once again. Keeping himself as balanced as best he could, having to simplify the juggling for the time being, he allowed his calf to rock back and forth, pushing Vibeke's face towards his crotch before allowing her room to ease back.<br><br>It was crude and absurd, but it would fulfill the terms of the performance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>18-05-2017, 05:34:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Making good on his promise, in due time of course.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral, Enjoying Semele</em><br><br>----<br><br>The incubus within him was enjoying the feeling of pleasure that seemed to be ever present from her now. As he easily removed the fur and slipped her dress down she seemed entirely willing to allow him to do as he pleased. Her body, revealed to him in its glory, was not the radiant vision of youth but rather the refined beauty of age. To Velen, who could use illusions so easily, age was nothing more than an indicator of experience more often than not. Even further her age only made her that much more attractive to him as her body was able to tell him some of her life through the contours of her frame. And entertainer certainly, considering her job it only made sense, but she possessed the grace and form of a dancer. He was going to enjoy seeing just how talented she was in due time. For now, however, he showed her his praise for her beauty by lavishing his tongue's attentions on her breasts.<br><br>Her hands moved in his hair messing it slightly but he wasn't bothered in the slightest. Even as he trailed lower he was caught by her words letting a devilish smile cross his face as she spoke. He let his smile answer if he planned to make her happy tonight. Oh he very much intended to. Her finger teased his lips before he allowed her to slip it in. He sucked on it gently while she spoke before he pulled back giving it one passing lick.<br><br>Her body seemed to almost glow with arousal which only further aroused the incubus within him. He could feel his erection straining against his pants but he could keep himself in check. There would be time for that later. For now he watched her tease the edge of her panties then ask if he knew and tricks for taking them off. Velen let out a small laugh as he hooked two fingers under the edge.<br><br>"Oh, I have a trick for everything," he said offering her a wink.<br><br>He pulled and the panties ripped from her body seemingly torn. His hand closed, turned, and he let his index and middle fingers extend with her panties held between them. They were completely whole despite having been ripped moments ago. A simple spell but no less amusing as he slipped her panties in his pocket with a smile.<br><br>"You won't be needing those for the rest of the night," he said "and remember, you only need to help when you want to. I can take care of almost everything."<br><br>Velen kissed down her stomach only stopping just above where her panties had been now that he had a chance to look over this beautiful woman in her entirety. Slowly, almost painfully slow, he kissed down until the tip of his tongue found her clit just the same way he had captured her nipple. Keeping his eyes locked on hers he gently teased her letting his tail come up and being teasing her as he had before. Of course his attentions change periodically to keep her off guard with his tongue either tempting her there or slipping inside her to see if his client was as delicious as she was strikingly gorgeous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>18-05-2017, 21:03:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:&nbsp; Vibeke Veland&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13145390#msg13145390)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Having a mouthful&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Antonio <br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral</em><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>At first she watched his leg move and didn’t understand what was happening. Until she felt the back of his knee brushing against her ear and then she was sent forth by his calf, welcoming his flesh back into her mouth. Vibeke had to hand it to him. Antonio’s body and mind were made for entertainment, but that wasn’t what she was interested in. She felt him hardening against her tongue and she allowed herself to be pushed back and forth for a few times, the tip pressing into the back of her throat before she pulled back. Lifting one arm, she placed her hand on his thigh, close to the back of his knee and sustained his lifted leg. Placing the other on his hip, she inched forward, taking him deep and helping him maintain his balance at the same time. Yet she was merciless. He felt her moist lips sliding across his length as she slurped skillfully, bringing him to full extension.&nbsp; His erection throbbed like it had its own heartbeat and she loved the feel of it on her tongue.&nbsp; Vibeke let out a throaty moan, the vibration stirring deep into his flesh. <br><br>He felt her nails digging into his hip this time as she pulled him closer, tighter, while bobbing her pretty head back and forth in long, sensuous moves. This suddenly didn’t feel like a task anymore, the man was simply delicious. She jacked her neck up and took him deep, her tongue still caressing the taut flesh as she pulled back...and forth...increasing the rhythm little by little until her slurps gave away the true passion of her performance. He could feel her inner cheeks hot and humid and if he were to look down, he could see her larynx moving as she swallowed most of his precum. <br><br><br><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<strong>Name:&nbsp; Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Wanting desperately to focus on the show <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Velen; Antonio<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral</em><br><br><hr> <hr> <br>Her blue eyes focused on the dainty piece of fabric between his fingers and she revealed a genuine expression of awe at the trick. When he casually shoved her panties down his pocket, Semele laughed, throwing her head back and relaxed against the chair’s back. <br><br>Velen trailed sweet kisses down her belly and further, licking between her folds, pressing right on the sensitive spot. It made her whole body shiver in delight and it became harder for her to keep her gaze on his. The playful tip of his tail soon found its way back between her legs, alternating teases with downright passionate licks. She thoroughly rewarded him with just enough honey to make his lips glisten, before he felt it flow more freely, sweet and watery, gliding down his tongue. <br><strong><br>“Don’t spill a drop.”</strong> She said smirking and her lips let out a soft moan just as he flicked the tip of his tail over her fleshy nub, sending sweet shivers up into her belly. <br><br>She pressed her soft palm over his head, guiding him lower and gently toyed with his hair, moaning when his tongue slid inside of her. She was just ready to close her eyes and let him work his magic when Grumrump’s unmistakable laugh drew her attention back to the pool.&nbsp; Antonio was magnificently “displayed”&nbsp; to their viewing pleasure by Vibeke in a way Semele was certain was not her doing.&nbsp; He was not only managing to juggle the six balls perfectly, but he did it on one leg and judging by the tension on his features, Vibeke was giving him pleasure instead of trouble. By the way she was moving, licking and tasting his prized possession, Semele concluded that she was quite into it herself. Or perhaps the courtesan decided to help him win the bet just to spite her. <br><br><strong>“My, my, my...Velen, you’re missing quite the turning point of the act.”</strong> She whispered, her fingers still sprawled in his hair, gently touching his head. For a brief moment her gaze met Antonio’s and she became aware of the erotic effect it had on her, to be seen under Velen’s lavish attentions. <br><br><strong> “I might just lose this bet, but...aah...”</strong> she closed her eyes, feeling his tongue sublimely sliding on her flesh. <strong>“.....I don’t think I mind it all.”</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>22-05-2017, 23:27:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Making good on his promises<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral, Enjoying Semele</em><br><br>----<br><br>Seeing the expression of genuine surprise on her face was amusing enough as he pocketed her panties. Her laugh was enough to make him smile right back at her. Yes, she was going to be quite fun wasn't she. The lady relaxed and that proved to be the perfect time for him to move. Gentle kisses going further and further down. It was quite delightful to taste such sweetness as his tongue began to explore her. Between using the tip of his tail and the tip of his tongue he was gaining an understanding while also being provided with ample amounts of her honey to sample.<br><br>The incubus thrived on that very delight as she told him not to miss a drop. He didn't as, while she was looking, he licked his lips to show his own delight. His tail continued to flick and tease her sensitive nub with precision. Instinct dictated what the best move to make was after all. When she spoke he pulled himself back for a moment with a glistening smile.<br><br>"The turning point you say," he said not even looking over his shoulder "I have to say I'm much to enamored with you to bother looking."<br><br>Velen winked up at her as she spoke up once more.<br><br>"I see," he said "but if you're only worried about losing the bet I clearly haven't tried hard enough. Perhaps a new technique is in order then."<br><br>Without missing a beat the man returned his attentions where they belonged. His eyes glowed red quite clearly now as he began using more of his incubus powers. Using a mixture of his telepathy and what he had discovered so far his tongue and tail repeatedly lavished their focus upon her weak spots. Not only did he aim for the places that had pulled the most pronounced moans from her but blending in some of his own magic he reinforced that pleasure making it feel as if he was somehow hitting everything perfectly right. His tongue was moving effortlessly from one place to the next letting his own warmth mix with her sweet flavor. His tail twisted and flicked with just the right amount of pressure. If what he had done before was an exploration this was using that knowledge and taking it to a natural conclusion.<br><br><em>You've got quite the spectacular body, my fair lady, as much as I delight in the taste it only makes my desire to ravish you until the light of dawn that much greater,</em> he said to her telepathically whilst meeting her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Capone</strong> on <strong>23-05-2017, 16:01:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Maintaining composure<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Exhibition and oral</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Antonio wasn't sure what did it, but his partner for that eve's entertainment was suddenly willing to give the performance her all. Perhaps she enjoyed the commanding use of his leg? Or perhaps it was simply his refusal to back down? Whatever it was, his member was a much more appetizing morsel for her, as evidenced by the powerful suction of her mouth and intimate caresses of her tongue. The grip she placed upon his leg and his hip helped keep him steady, but over time he would most certainly need both of his feet on the ground. Of that he had no doubt.<br><br>A soft gasp burst free of his mouth as Vibeke's throat closed around the tip of his member, squeezing a clear drip of pre-cum from him as it erupted in that pleasurable, ticklish feeling. The sort that just gets you trembling, where you lust for the continued touch and yet wish to push it away. The sort of pleasure that coaxes your body into relinquishing all control over itself, where the mind and flesh are at their most combative.<br><br>Even more so when your body was literally trying to keep balls up in the air.<br><br>Licking his lips and stifling another grunt as Vibeke pulled back, his penis gliding from her throat to the tip of her tongue before she dove right back down. From here on it was a steady fall down a hill, and it would only get steeper and steeper. Now the real show would begin.<br><br><strong>"Light!"</strong> he called. He was expecting a bit of delay, especially with the hand and mouth of both courtesans quite literally full. It was Grumrump that seemed to mutter something, gesturing towards the table. The young courtesan released the plump man's own girthy flesh and grasped three of the firecrackers -- oh Gods let her remember the correct order! -- and handing one to her client. Grumrump lit the blue one, illuminating the darkened corner in a bright light, and then slid himself slowly forward on his seat. His bouncing and bobbing cock would have caused Antonio to burst into laughter if he hadn't been focusing on the balls overhead, suddenly more a trial as each pull of Vibeke's lips vied for his attention.<br><br><strong>"Toss!</strong> Antonio cried, sending a ball sailing through the air towards the courtesan. Grumrump threw the blue firecracker in turn, the clear illumination on everyone's state of undress suddenly leaving, flying towards Antonio and Vibeke. It was a surprisingly good throw and Antonio caught it with ease. Now five balls leaped into the air, joined by a single sparkling firecracker. Antonio hissed as he a different set of sparks burst, Vibeke's lips teasing the ridge of his cockhead.<br><br><strong>"Light!"</strong> he called once more, and this time the courtesan was the one to throw. The smile on her face shone briefly in the bright light of the purple firecracker, Grumrump calling too late that Antonio needed to announce 'ball' first. She tried to correct for her earlier aim, but instead risked having Antonio fall backward. The leg over Vibeke's shoulder extended, acting as a bit of a counter-balance as he grasped for the purple firecracker, the ball sailing towards the crowd. His calf pressed against the back of Vibeke's head, helping to pull him forward and return to his upright position, but the move managed to shove her all the way down his length. His spine arched, chest puffing outward as he breathed deep, gasping as his member was squeezed by the warm grip of the woman's mouth and throat. He immediately released her, his leg's grip loosened as now two sparkling fire crackers circled in the air, joined by four other balls.<br><br><strong>"Light!"</strong> he called once more. The courtesan lit the explosive torch, winking at Grumrump as her hand twisted the top of the firecracker suggestively. The plump man licked at her cheek before taking hold of the stick, taking charge of the toss. <strong>"Toss!"</strong> he shouted, and the firecracker sailed through the air, passing by the third ball.<br><br>Three sparkling fire crackers and three balls leaped into the air. Below, the sheen of sweat could be seen upon Antonio's chest and abdomen, which heaved with deeper and deeper breaths.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>27-05-2017, 13:58:51</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:&nbsp; Vibeke Veland&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13145390#msg13145390)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Having a mouthful&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Antonio <br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral</em><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br>Vibeke was not one to keep eye contact. Given their unusual position it wasn’t an easy task even if she did. She didn’t need to watch his expression, everything Antonio felt was gauged from the throbbing of his flesh, the tension in his taut muscles and ultimately from his jagged breath. He was hers. The subtle trembling of his erection told Vibeke that it was time to pull away and she did so for a moment or two before wickedly taking him deep into her mouth once more. <br><br>“Light!”he called out, forcing a tiny grin from her part as she still held him between her lips. From one point of view her ‘loyalty’ should technically be to keeping him on the edge before pushing him off, allowing one of the two parties to win the bet. Technically, because by then no one would actually win, except perhaps for Antonio himself, but even he wouldn’t be fully satisfied with a ruined performance. So the best outcome would be if they all focused on the show instead. She would give it her all – including driving some sense of control into the juggler – he would definitely give <em>his</em> all and the audience will benefit from a nice, well-driven sense of accomplishment by the end. All fine and dandy, except that her instincts and experience wanted more from him than a clean ending. In fact, it should be anything but <em>clean</em> and her inner conflict rested on the drive to feel him trembling between her lips, literally dropping everything and begging her to stop and continue at the same time. <br><br>She heard the sizzling of the firecrackers being lit then his voice calling out for them to be tossed. She pulled away just as she caught the first one and took a peek from below just as her lips teased his tip. She licked languidly at the underside of his length. <br><br>“Light!” he called again and this time his leg extended straight against her shoulder before pushing her back, driving himself as deep as possible into her throat to the point where his tip connected with her tonsils. His grip loosened and Vibeke was able to back away, slowly this time, teasing his length in the process. Only then did she watch him call out for the third and by the time he caught it, managing to juggle all six items in a decent rhythm, Vibeke lifted his leg and gently helped him plant it back on the ground. Now he was standing before her, his length caught between her lips as the colored lights danced around them, illuminating her frame and his. They weren’t fully visible just to their known audience, but also for anyone wishing to view the pool from upstairs. <br><br>&nbsp;She curled her long fingers around the base of his shaft before licking his sides once more, one by one, her tongue gliding all over, coating his length. This was just the silence before the storm. Making sure that he was well grounded, she took a glance at his frame, watching his hands move, his chest heaving and the white sheen of sweat on his skin. Vibeke decided she won’t get another perfect chance like this.&nbsp; Now was the time to see what Antonio was made of. <br>Her full lips glided up his length inching towards the base until they met with her own fingers. She released the base and brought her hands to his hips, clinging tightly to him. He felt her milking his shaft with her warm mouth, just before she began to once more pull in and out, this time more rhythmically, tight and deeply.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>27-05-2017, 14:01:07</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<strong>Name: Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Closer to bliss <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Velen<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em> Nudity, Oral</em><br><br><hr> <hr><br>She was having the time of her life, relishing Velen’s lavish attentions. His playful tongue slid exactly where she needed it most, the able Incubus knowing just how, when and where to pleasure her. Watching his eyes turning red she knew she was in trouble, the kind she often sought and hardly found even at the Pink Hydra where none actually dared to cross her. That also meant they were often too mindful of her reactions and while that was nice and all, Velen seemed much more of a daredevil as he casually flicked the tip of his tail across her pink flesh. <br><br>Her body arched and she released her grip on his hair only so she could reach for the back of the chair, holding on tightly. He felt her hips buckling slowly against him, that sweet maddening sensation taking hold of her as she was nearing her own ‘turning point’.&nbsp; She wrapped her slender legs around his back, sinking the heels of her sandals just slightly into his lower back, licking and biting her lips as if that would somehow relieve her from the pleasure. <br><br>Velen’s unspoken words drew her gaze back to him and only heightened the ravishing sensations he was giving her. <br><br><em>I’d like to see you try.</em> She replied with her mind, another smirk present on her features only to be quickly wiped away by a moan, as his tail pressed disturbingly pleasant just at the entrance to her core. <br><br>“Light!”Antonio called from the pool and Semele registered the sounds coming from Grumrump’s side as his courtesan tossed the first firecraker into the air. Her skin glowed blue, the colorful light illuminating both her and Velen for a second, his handsome features presently between her legs. She closed her eyes and felt her own body about to burst like a firecracker if he kept going in that same manner. <br><br>Judging by the second call, Antonio was able to catch it just in time. Semele doubted for a moment that Vibeke was giving her best, but by the time he called out for the third, his voice was strained by pleasure. Another thought popped into her mind as she remembered that there were actually three more firecrackers to be used: yellow, orange, red ... She then realized just how marvelous Antonio’s idea was of involving his audience into the performance.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“Deeper..”</strong> she taunted the Incubus, straining hard herself not to burst with pleasure. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>02-06-2017, 16:20:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Making good on his promises<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral, Enjoying Semele</em><br><br>----<br><br>Velen was drinking in her pleasure on both a very physical level and an emotional level. Her pleasure was a sweet nectar for him. He believed that he would find this much the same even if he wasn't an incubus but his demonic nature, surprisingly, brought him closer to people rather than pushed them away. The glimpses of thoughts in her mind helped him push further than he already was. Between his tongue and his tail he felt no need to hold back against this woman. She was the owner of another brothel meaning she was well used to the delights that a courtesan could bring so he needed to bring his top game not that he ever really brought anything less than that on a regular basis. To do anything less would be a slap in the face the people who hired him.<br><br>Semele's body arched under his touch and her hands moved from his head. Yes, this was the vision of perfection as far as he was concerned. Her hips began to lightly buck against him letting him reach just that little bit deeper when she moved towards him. Legs wrapped around his head allowing no retreat as her heels pushed into his back. It would seem she was quite enjoying what he was doing to her. Looking up he caught the biting of her lips and he could sense the pressure of her oncoming climax building up.<br><br><em>Try? You'll find I rarely fail anything that I try,</em> he thought to her as he casually let the tip of his tongue flick her clit.<br><br>Velen didn't much care if people were watching them, he somehow doubted it with the show going on behind them, as he continued to devote his attention to the woman he was currently pleasuring her. She taunted him and that earned a smile from the incubus as his eyes continued to glow red. Inside her his tongue began to twist and curl pressing against various points along her sweet inner walls seeking the point that push her over the edge. Velen wanted to watch her body shake by his own touch. His tail took over vigorously teasing, flicking, and caressing her clit while the half-demon hoped to see what this woman looked like writhing under his attentions.<br><br>All of this was having the additional effect of making Velen more than ready to progress on to something else when she was done, when the lady requested it, since it didn't require much to make an incubus aroused. His pants, formerly quite comfortable, were now host to a bulge that made the pants seem far tighter. If his hands hadn't been on her thighs holding her in place he might have indulged himself a little bit. Instead he would allow her to indulge in him when he was done.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Capone</strong> on <strong>03-06-2017, 14:44:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Losing composure<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Exhibition and oral</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Antonio's head reflexively glimpsed downward as he felt the pressure of Vibeke's hand on his thigh, beginning to push him away and off her shoulder. A perhaps foolish move as he had almost dropped one of the balls. However, it was all a very good sign that she was no longer reluctant to perform. In fact, given the lavish attention of her tongue and lips tracing every vein pressing out against the taut and shining flesh, he'd say she was enjoying herself. Such teasing was just the break he needed as well. Too much attention towards that sensitive crown and he'd be bursting before he was even on the fifth firecracker.<br><br><strong>"Light!"</strong> he called once more, expecting another immediate flash in the periphery of his vision. As Vibeke's slender fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, however, he saw no flash. He risked a glimpse, sweat trickling from his brow down his temple, seeing the audience still draped in shadow. <strong><em>"Light!"</em></strong> he called again.<br><br>Grumrump began to lean forward, a Herculean effort on his part considering all that bulk in his way. His courtesan thrust herself, understanding the situation, and grasped one of the firecrackers. As Grumrump softly told her she needed the <em>yellow</em> and not the orange, Antonio's teeth grit in dissatisfaction. That blasted man whore had distracted her effectively enough to put his performance at risk.<br><br>"For you, my dear," Grumrump said softly, tossing the orange in Semele's direction as his courtesan withdrew the yellow. "This way your own performance may not be interrupted." It was at this moment that Vibeke was not only swallowing the length of him, but beginning to build up a steady rhythm. Oh, this was a woman that knew the art of pleasure, alright. Rather than speed up, suckling at such a fast pace to match the built up pleasure, she was going to take her time. Draw all the pleasure out. Ironically, a move that might actually get him to release even <em>faster</em>.<br><br>Grumrump lit the yellow firecracker. <strong>"Toss!"</strong> he called, and flung one of his balls a bit more harshly than desired in Grumrump's direction. It bounced around in their little alcove, uncaught and no doubt needing to be sought later, as his hand grasped the new firecracker in hand. He could not see in the shadows, but Grumrump's courtesan also gave Semele the red, leaving her in control of the final two.<br><br>Antonio tried his best to clear his mind and to focus on the four flickering flames tracing bright lines against the dark of the night sky, almost hiding the two remaining balls from view. However, with each grip of her throat and each gentle caress of her tongue on his crown, Antonio's muscles tensed, his ass clenching visibly for the audience. He knew the more he thought about holding his release back the more likely he'd be to come. He would do better not to think on it at all.<br><br><strong>"Light!"</strong> he called out once more, almost as a pant as he breathed heavier and heavier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>08-06-2017, 22:43:42</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name: Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368), Vibeke Veland &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13145390#msg13145390)</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> The grand finale <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Velen, Antonio <br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em> Oral</em><br><br><hr> <hr>She was close to the turning point, so close. Velen’s tongue made her body sing and dance to his tune and by then nothing else was important. Nor present. Heck, what was her name? <br><br>"For you, my dear." <br><br>Grumrump’s voice pulled her out of the clouds, fortunately he didn’t shout or she’d give him five days with Vibeke instead of the Pink Hydra’s offers. Semele caught the orange firecracker, her practiced reflexes never failing her, although she wasn’t sure what she got or why she had to, Velen’s skills proving far more potent than her memory then. What was it that she had to do now?<br><br>“Toss!” Antonio called out and the yellow one flew from Grumrump’s chubby hands straight into the juggler’s nimble fingers. The courtesan offered her the red one, the last firecracker to be used. Semele moaned just as Velen’s tongue flicked between her sensitive petals once more. <br><br><strong>“Mmm, I’ll have that Incubus special now.”</strong> she teased, replying to his mental words with spoken ones of her own. <br><br>“Light!” She took the orange firecracker, almost too impatient to have it tossed out, gave it light just as Velen was making things sooo hard for her and threw it in Antonio’s direction, come what may. <br><br>“Aaah!” she plunged her fingers into Velen’s hair, biting her lips to the blood, angling for massive self-control. <br><br>Meanwhile Vibeke followed her own agenda, not so friendly with the purpose of the performance. She replaced the slow, beckoning motions with a slick, gripping suckle on Antonio’s shaft, showing no mercy. The flickering orange flame illuminated her wicked lips just as they pressed to his crotch. Her hands gripped to his hips, allowing him little space for movement or turns, making it harder on him to grab the last two items. <br><br>Semele reached for the last one, left on the table besides them, calling out to Grumrump’s courtesan to help out. <br><br><strong>“Just light that one and give it to me...”</strong> she said between huffs, stubbornly deciding to keep to her word. <em>You’ll be the death of me</em> she said to Velen, gazing straight into his eyes and just as she tossed the red flaming tube, her body shuddered in ecstasy, her eyes closing instinctively. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gilgameshian</strong> on <strong>11-06-2017, 02:14:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s22.postimg.org/t5zdc0k4h/Jensen_Ackles_2004_by_John_Russo_-_12004.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Velen Fortensa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13131617#msg13131617)</strong><br><br><strong>COURTESAN</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> Enticing his Client for the night.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Oral</em><br><br>----<br><br>Velen knew she was trying to keep herself in control but it wasn't working out so well for her was it? He could sense the impending climax that she was fighting back with every fiber of her being. It was especially amusing for him since he could tell she was trying so hard. This woman, who had clearly experienced more than her fair share of lovers, was moaning and shivering as his tongue and tail teased her relentlessly. There would be no respite as she asked for the Incubus special. Velen looked up at her with a twinkle in his eyes. If she really wanted something over the top he could arrange for that.<br><br>Every part of an incubus was designed to be erotic. Being only half-incubus meant that he wasn't as naturally alluring as a full incubus but he could far surpass them with his elven magic. So he was going to invoke a blend of demon and elf to push Semele over the edge she so desperately seemed to want to go over. His tongue began to vibrate intensely inside her as he continued his twisting taste test. The tip of his tail ground against her clit as it too began to vibrate in addition to the motions it was making.<br><br>Even that wasn't enough. With an illusion the people around the pool would fade away only to be replaced by innumerable versions of Semele. Each of them in the same position as she was seemingly sitting with Velen between her legs. What made them different was how they were each reacting. Some of them grabbed their Velen's head softly moaning while others screamed with pleasure. Some shook and shivered wildly bucking their hips while others silently shuddered with their toes curling and their hands gripping the bench. Each one showed what he envisioned her orgasm might look like.<br><br><em>I wonder which you'll be</em> he thought to her as he let the vibrations of his tongue and tail coerce her into surrendering to the pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 🎩 The One-Night Bride - The Oasis</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Capone</strong> on <strong>13-06-2017, 15:49:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:&nbsp; Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br><br><strong>CLIENT</strong><br><br><strong>Situation:</strong> The Explosive Finale<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br><br><strong>Content Warning:</strong> <em>Exhibition and oral</em><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Antonio's need to concentrate was as strong as his body's disinterest in anything going on above the waistline. At the start of the performance, any thought given beyond Vibeke's performance below threatened to remove the wind from his sails and soften him between her lips. Now, it was all he could do to keep his fingers from twitching in such a manner that he didn't drop a ball or firecracker. The courtesan's mouth was latched on now, out of some animosity or a sincere pleasure he could not tell. Perhaps both? Perhaps knowing that he could screw up only drove her to more passionately and feverishly swallow his length into her throat?<br><br><strong>"Toss!"</strong> he called out, a slight hitch in his voice as his feet lifted onto his toes. Just a brief tickle against the ridge of his member was all he needed for his whole body to shift now. Stilling himself, he barely caught the flash of the oncoming torch in time to snatch it, his hands holding seven separate objects for the time. His eyes widened in a slight panic, knees bending as Vibeke refused to relent. His ass cheeks clenched tightly as his member throbbed and tightened, preparing itself for the inevitable conclusion. He relieved the second-to-last ball from his possession as best he could, Grumrump's courtesan barely catching it after lighting Semele's firecracker. It seemed his audience was now in a sudden rush as his new benefactor was already preparing for a throw.<br><br>Gasping, Antonio's hips thrust forward, stabbing into Vibeke's throat as a droplet of clear and salted precum dripped against the back of her tongue. Without much time to properly prepare, he carelessly tossed the final ball in the direction of Grumrump and his courtesan, seeing the bright flashing of the red candle flying into his periphery. He had to reach up a bit high in order to catch it, but catch it he did.<br><br>At this point it was a matter of timing. He knew the red candle had the shortest fuse, and all six firecrackers would be erupting any moment. With a smile he finally allowed his body to fully relax, muscles loosening, his chest heaving with each deep gasping breath. The sweat upon his brow, neck, and abdomen shone brightly in the flashing lights of the firecrackers, and as the fuses burned so did Vibeke's lips and tongue caress his ever trembling cock. All it took was one, two, three more pulls for him to know release was imminent.<br><br>One after the other Antonio tossed the firecrackers higher into the air, up at least two floors above his head as he felt his seed flooding from the base of his member. Hands now freed, he grasped Vibeke's head with his left hand, pushing it back as he grasped the base of his member. As the first firework popped, flashing brightly in the night sky, so too his seed burst just as her lips pushed back from the head. He wanted to make sure that the conclusion could be seen by his customers, his entire body shaking convulsively as his hand pumped another burst, the white seed smacking into Vibeke's cheek and chin as two more firecrackers popped, and then the remaining three.<br><br>As the sparks slowly showered down, continuing to illuminate the pool in soft sparkling droplets, he pulled Vibeke's head closer, hand slowly pumping his remaining seed free.
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