X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms
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				Title: <strong>X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>09-06-2017, 10:18:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Dormitories</strong></span></span></div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Active Time is September of 2017</em></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Board Directory</em></span></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- OOC - General/Info/Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268105.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - The Mansion (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268954.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - The Dormitories (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268958.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Inner Grounds (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268955.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Outer Grounds (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268956.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - The Basements (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268957.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Salem Center (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268953.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Everwhere Else (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268952.0) -</em></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Board Description</em></span></span><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br>Most students at the school live in the mansion itself. Older students(high school graduates) are given the option of either having a single person bedroom or sharing with one roommate while younger students are assigned roommates. There are two communal bathrooms for each dorm wing, making for four bathrooms for students. Toilets have very heavy and fancy concrete partitions, the showers are open but there are curtains hanging for those that are more modest, and there are a wealth of sinks and mirrors. Urinals are provided in the men’s lavatory. A few choice rooms have private bathrooms, but the oldest most well trusted students are given the privacy. All rooms have a bed, desk, dresser, and nightstand for each person in the room.&nbsp; Students are encouraged to personalize their rooms to their liking so long as it doesn’t cause any issues for the other students. Women’s Dorms are located in the East Wing while Men’s Dorms are located in the West Wing.&nbsp; There are suites for teachers, staff and married adults as well, located on the 2nd floor near the center of the mansion and included a bedroom, sitting room, private bathroom, and small kitchen area.</span></span><br><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Header Code</em></span></span><br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[hr]<br>[floatleft][img height=200]http://i.imgur.com/ELhvU2n.jpg[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Character[/b]: (please provide character name here)<br>[b]Location[/b]: (Be as specific as possible, IC board title is not correct)<br>[b]Date/Time[/b]: (self evident.)<br>[b]Content[/b]: (can be a summary of the post, or a warning of explicit content)<br>[b]Tagging[/b]: (very important, be sure to let everyone know whos in the scene, provide OPEN or CLOSED for everyone else)<br>[hr]<br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-06-2017, 21:48:37</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9049666/870full-daniel-bederov.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Conner Almasy<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Getting ready for bed.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Salem Summers<br><hr><hr><br>Conner smirked as he tossed his shirt aside stretched out.&nbsp; A year of training had left him with a lean, powerful body, although he wasn't nearly as built as his roommate was.&nbsp; Then again, there were only a handful of people in the world that could match up with the sheer size and power of Piotr, better known to many as Colossus.&nbsp; And fortunately, Conner didn't have to.&nbsp; In a fight, the young man known to some as Poseidon, relied much more heavily on his ability to manipulate water into shields, weapons, and even a form of armor, although he was still working on that particular trick.&nbsp; So brute strength was hardly something that he used, although he was a decent enough fighter that he could handle that in a pinch.&nbsp; However, for his own benefit, he had long ago learned to let Colossus go into a fight first and just follow the mayhem.&nbsp; If they ever got into an actual battle, that was.&nbsp; A year into his time here and he hadn't seen a fight.<br><br>But he had seen other things.&nbsp; And one of those things was his girlfriend, Salem.&nbsp; He had been attracted to her the moment he'd seen her when he had been asked to give her a tour.&nbsp; But it had still been several weeks before he had the guts to ask her out.&nbsp; And several weeks more before she had accepted his offer.&nbsp; It had been slow going at first, but they'd grown steadily closer since then.&nbsp; To the point that she often would stay the night with him when he could convince Piotr to find someplace else to stay for the night.&nbsp; And given how relaxed Piotr was, that usually wasn't very difficult, so Salem often spent at least one or two nights a week with him, usually the weekends.&nbsp; And tonight, it seemed, was going to be one such night.&nbsp; Piotr was off doing whatever a 6'6" metal monster did and Salem was due any minute.<br><br>He thought back on the last two or three months since they'd started dating.&nbsp; It had started out innocent enough.&nbsp; Holding hands, hugging, the occasional kiss, all the basic stuff.&nbsp; And while the hugs had grown long, the kisses more passionate and intense, they hadn't really gotten past that point.&nbsp; It wasn't for his lack of efforts, that much was for sure.&nbsp; He had pushed, sometimes to the point that she had gotten angry with him, but it had never really gotten much further.&nbsp; Well, that wasn't entirely true.&nbsp; She'd seen him without clothes on and occasionally, she'd ended up touching him, but she still seemed nervous about him seeing her naked or touching her.&nbsp; It was truthfully very frustrating, but over the last month or so, he'd settled into the knowledge that when she was ready, they would do more.&nbsp; He just hoped that it wouldn't be much longer.<br><br>Looking at the clock, he saw that she was due any minute now.&nbsp; He was already ready for bed with no shirt and a pair of Little Mermaid pajama pants that she bought him as a joke and he'd actually taken a liking to.&nbsp; And he knew that she liked that he wore them, or at least that's what he believed.&nbsp; So he wore them regularly despite the jokes that he'd gotten from them.&nbsp; And when she would finally knock on the door, she would find him wearing them and waiting for her with a smile on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>19-06-2017, 11:10:19</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/gQYTcS8.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Sophie Caspersen<br><strong>Location</strong>: Girl's Dorms - Sophie and Joanne's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 3rd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Masturbation, sexual content described below<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Joanne Weber<br><hr><hr><br><em>‘Oh…’</em> Sofie wasn’t sure if she had made the sound or hadn’t. She been at the school for the better part of two years. Her accent was still nice and dull, making her sound slightly foolish even if she was saying intelligent things with good vocabulary. Her voice was high pitched and careful, well placed, and wicked. The nastiest things came from Sofie's lips sometimes, and she always displayed the perfect amount of shame after she shared those thoughts with the world.<br><strong> <br>“Uhh…”</strong> She’d definitely made a little whimper there. It was rare these times, when she could lay in the dark by herself. Joanne kept strange hours, and she wasn’t sure how long her roommate would be gone on any given night. When she chose to masturbate or not was like gambling. Trying to be careful, she never got crazy like she did back home, with candles, and good music, on top of the covers and free. <br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“Nnnh” </strong>Sofie was biting her lip to stop herself from making too much noise. The walls were not too thin. It just felt right to be modest. There was not a distinct buzzing between her legs. But, in the still quiet of the room, that gentle squish of her fingers pressing in and out rapidly could be heard clearly. Sofie had a hand towel under her butt, and a hand towel on her bedside. Most luxuries were not on the table, but keeping her sheets and her hands somewhat clean gave her some peace.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“Ohhh!”</strong> Her chest unleashed, but she held it in and bit it back. Her other hand was wet with saliva, pinching and rolling her nipple in the kneading palm of her hand. Both of her breasts were exposed to the air, free from the blanket and her shirt. She was almost naked under the covers, and completely naked below her waist. <br>&nbsp;<br>An orgasm would have been paramount, she hadn’t been to that summit in a few weeks, finding the time, it wasn’t a priority, but she was dedicated know, and everything was hard at work. She was sweating on her brow. Her lotioned body was slick against the covers. Her knuckles were angry at her clitoris. She was biting almost hard enough to cause bleeding, <strong>“nn- nn- nn- a’fuhk- nna- Lort! Leg er- Fuk-&nbsp; nn- Ligeglad- Aaah!”</strong> Sofie let loose, she didn’t care, she’d professed in her native Danish, <strong>“Din kælling”</strong> Sophie called herself a dirty name as she came, and let out an appropriate growl, she slammed her fingers against her groin again and again, her back nearly folded in half and her blankets fell down to her naked hips. <br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“Aaaa-aaah.”</strong> She was breathing quietly in relief. She hadn’t noticed that there were some footsteps getting closer to her room. She was lost. Her fingers went back to work, testing the sensitivity of her body, diving back in, and throwing her head back. Sofie straightened her leg and she didn’t notice the sheet pull away a bit more.<br>&nbsp;<br>She’d done this a dozen times since she’d been roommates with Joanne, and she’d almost been caught more than once, but it all added up perfectly. She could feel the kiss of the cold air against her inner thighs, but it felt too good to care. She was holding herself mostly, softly rubbing her own breast, sliding gently in and out of her center, her knees were close together. The blanket was laid down across her legs. She didn’t know what was happening until she heard the door swing open.<br>&nbsp;<br>Her face lit up in shock,and her hands rushed to accomplish something. She managed to pull the blanket back up to her waist to conceal her bare pussy. And her arm covered both her nipples deftly. <strong>“Ummm…”</strong> A bit speechless, she’d never been caught fingering herself, not by her friends, or her maids, not her boyfriends, or her parents. This was an uncomfortable first that she didn’t ever really expect to have. As she acclimated, she continued to pull the blanket up, concealing her nakedness more and more with every half second or so.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“Hey…” </strong>Her voice was still breathy, she was greeting Joanne, but she still sounded a bit like she was moaning.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>19-06-2017, 11:40:52</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YOd3ufh.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Salem Summers<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Sneaking into a boys dorm wearing sexy pajamas<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: sexy pajamas (http://i.imgur.com/zaObMlh.jpg) - Rubt Quartz Glasses<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Connor Almasy<br><hr><hr><br>Salem always felt like she was breaking the rules with Connor. It wasn’t fair. She just wanted to be close to him. Sure, it was every night, <em>‘right, sure, that probably would get in the way, if all of us could just sleep in whatever room we wanted to sleep in.’</em> Salem knew where she would be every night. <em>‘But, there’s the rub.’</em> The young female mutant’s mind was like that an elderly man sometimes, <em>‘Sure, I would be distracted by the boy… and the muscles, and the penis… But, I can barely sleep now unless he’s…’</em> Her mind wouldn’t let her finish the thought.<br>&nbsp;<br>She was addicted to the soft thud of his heart as she faded to sleep. The level of intimacy they’d got to was shocking her, and it was still moving a bit too slowly for her lover. She could lay her head against him without her sunglasses or her visor on. The level of comfort that that gave her was unimaginable. He’d delicately run his fingers along her closed eyelids. It had only been once, and she could sense his hesitancy. But, it was the most purifying and gentle experience she’d ever had. She wanted it again.<br>&nbsp;<br>So, her trek through the halls came and went like a breeze. It used to be scary, now she was just a girl walking down the halls, towards the boys rooms. If an RA wanted to say something about it, they would, but until they caught her, she wasn’t going to back down. There was a small overnight bag hanging from her shoulder. She found her boyfriend’s room and swung the door open. Closing it, locking it behind her, and exhaling. <br>&nbsp;<br>She was more nervous than she thought. <strong>“Fuck, that’s exciting.”</strong> She told a small white lie to keep the mood right, in truth, all the running around through the halls in secret from the RA’s and the staff was making her feel anxious, not excited. But, the passing sensation was worth it. Her ruby quartz flashed around the dark room. It was hard to tell, in dim bedroom’s like this, she was very close to blind. But, she could tell that Piotr wasn’t in the room. Salem was wearing fairly innocuous pajama shortss that were far more socially acceptable than they ought to have been. She had chose them for a reason. She looked absolutely stunning. Her legs went on for days, and not a single inch were hidden behind the fabric. The round shape of her young pert ass popped out against the shorts, pulling the fabric tight. Her little tank top could hardly contain her body either. She definitely wasn’t wearing a bra, and she definitely was wearing panties, they were black and sticking out from the waistline of her shorts. Her shirt said ‘meow’ and her tiny shorts had black prints of cartoon cat faces on them. She definitely looked her age. <br>&nbsp;<br>Salem was toting her stuff toward Connor’s bed,<strong> “Hey.” </strong>She nearly tripped over a chair on the way and giggled, catching herself on the chair that had nearly toppled her. <strong>“It looks like Piotr is gone…”</strong> It was some what suggestive. Her eyes were adapting to the low light and she could see her nice hard man-boy on the bed. <strong>“Oh, ba-abe…”</strong> The joking phrase tone out of her lips like she was eating a piece of hard peppermint candy. <br>&nbsp;<br>Her overnight bag rested on the chair and she pulled a small black device up to her face. Salem had smoked cigarettes at the orphanage, and she was working on quitting now in Xavier’s mansion. She’d taken up a vaporized method that she wasn’t proud of using, but the satisfaction from the rumbling coil and the hot flavor of the raspberry vapor was too good. <br>&nbsp;<br>She exhaled and let the lipgloss type of flavor spill out into the room, a soft cloud above the bed as she sat down beside her man. Her hip was up against his, her hand on the other side of him. Salem leaned over Connor, smiling, her ruby quartz glaring softly from the lamp. <strong>“I swear, you get more muscles every time I see you.”</strong> She lowered her face down to kiss him right below his pectorals, on the ripples of hard body along his ribs. <strong>“Here.”</strong> Her wet mouth pressed against him and lingered silently. <strong>“I feel new muscles here.”</strong> Her lips started to move upwards, and she kissed him on his heart, above his nipple. <strong>“And here.”</strong> She was feeling especially sexy tonight. Her body was still moving up his, her breasts lingered gently along his abs as her lips worked upward. Her end goal was clearly a kiss on the lips, but she hoped that he would grab her and throw her on her back before she could get there. <br>&nbsp;<br>That was always Salem’s goal really, to be thrown on her back before she got there.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-07-2017, 17:42:39</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/e35/13381189_236387550075587_999398268_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTI3MDM1MDIwOTYwMzcyODQ4MA%3D%3D.2&amp;se=7)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Joanna 'Blackout' Weber<br><strong>Location</strong>: Girl's Dorms - Sophie and Joanne's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 3rd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Walking in on something very hot<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: CLOSED, Sophie Caspersen<br><hr><hr><br>Joanna liked roaming the halls in the evening.&nbsp; Her ability to blend into shadows completely made it almost impossible for her to be catch unless the person looking for her had some sort of psychic power.&nbsp; Of course, there were a handful that had just that, but they were few and for the most part, they didn't tend to be the ones looking for those wandering around after curfew.&nbsp; Not that curfew was all that strictly enforced to begin with, but just the same, she never really liked having to deal with someone when she was just wandering around the Mansion to clear her head.&nbsp; Which is exactly what she was up to right now.&nbsp; That and thinking, of course.<br><br>Thinking of all the time she'd spent here.&nbsp; Five years, almost to the day, it had been.&nbsp; Five years since she'd been sent her by her parents in an effort to get rid of her.&nbsp; They had called it placing her around people that could help her, of course, but she had known the truth.&nbsp; Her powers had terrified her parents, teachers, and classmates.&nbsp; While she had never been a very popular girl, this had taken it to a whole new level.&nbsp; In truth, she was glad to be away from that before something even worse than what had started this whole mess happened.&nbsp; But it had taken a while to get comfortable here and she still wasn't very popular anyway, but she didn't really mind that.&nbsp; Being the outsider suited her just fine.&nbsp; She would've been content to just be that girl for the rest of her life.<br><br>But then after two years at the school, a change had taken place.&nbsp; She had been assigned a new roommate, Sophie.&nbsp; And Sophie, much like her it seemed, didn't care to be in the 'in' crowd, content to be an outsider in her own way.&nbsp; And that had formed a bond between the two girls that had made them extremely close.&nbsp; Or at least Joanna liked to think that they had become close.&nbsp; They were friends at least, which was good.&nbsp; And Joanne had never seen fit to really push things beyond that.&nbsp; After all, it was a fairly open secret that Joanne was bisexual and there were plenty of rumors about what her and Sophie supposedly got up to.&nbsp; All of which were completely untrue, but admittedly Joanne had thought about it.&nbsp; And then stopped herself.&nbsp; It wasn't worth the risk of ruining their friendship.<br><br>Sighing, she decided that it was time to go back to their shared dorm.&nbsp; She wasn't far from the dorm so it didn't really take her long to get there.&nbsp; She wasn't really thinking or she might've made it a point to announce herself just in case Sophie had company or something.&nbsp; It did happen once in a while and Joanne could remember one time she'd gone into the dorm, taken her top off and was just about to remove her bra before she realized that one of the other girls was there to study with Sophie.&nbsp; Or something.&nbsp; She had never really found out exactly why the girl was there since she'd taken off almost as soon as Joanne had shown up and nearly embarrassed all of them.&nbsp; Since then, she'd tried to remember to give a warning before entering.&nbsp; But she wasn't thinking about it and just walked in.<br><br>As soon as she did, she knew something was up.&nbsp; There was a very distinct scent in the air that she knew all too well and when she looked over at Sophie's bed area, Joanne's eyes widened a bit.&nbsp; Her roommate had just barely managed to get the sheet up above her waist and her arm across her breast, but the flush in her cheeks, the presence of a hand towel by her bed, and the scent in the air told Joanne all she needed to know.&nbsp; She had walked in on Sophie playing with herself.&nbsp; And given all the signs, it looked like she'd been very, very into it.&nbsp; And for some reason, that sent a surge of heat through Joanne's body and pooled deep in her core.&nbsp; But she still struggled to react, giving Sophie time to cover herself with the sheet and say hey, which just made Joanne giggle a bit.<br><br><strong>"Hey,"</strong> Joanne said as she sat down on the edge of her own bed, still looking at her roommate, <strong>"Sorry to interrupt.&nbsp; If I'd known you needed a little alone time, I would've stayed away a bit longer."</strong>&nbsp; She smiled playfully, trying to let Sophie know that she wasn't too worried about the situation, which she hoped would help Sophie relax too.&nbsp; <strong>"But if you're not done yet, don't let me stop you,"</strong> she said, a hint of playfulness entering her voice, <strong>"I mean, I wouldn't mind watching.&nbsp; Or even getting involved if you were of a mind."</strong>&nbsp; She winked playfully, unsure whether or not Sophie would take her seriously or not.&nbsp; Hell, Joanne wasn't even sure if she was serious or not.&nbsp; But she had said it and now it was up to Sophie to decide how was going to handle this new turn of events.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-07-2017, 18:24:09</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9049666/870full-daniel-bederov.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Conner Almasy<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Getting ready for bed.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Salem Summers<br><hr><hr><br>The door opened and in she walked, not bothering to knock since she knew he didn't care if she saw him naked.&nbsp; Hell, that was the goal if he was completely honest.&nbsp; And as soon as she walked in, he smiled as he took her in.&nbsp; Her pajamas, if they could be called that, showed off her amazing legs and the curve of her ass spectacularly and her top just barely seemed to be able to keep her chest contained.&nbsp; He could already feel a tightness in the crotch of his pants, but he tried not to let himself react to it just yet.&nbsp; Instead, he sat down on the edge of the bed, his muscles accented by the dim light that he knew it would take her a minute to get used to.&nbsp; But he waited, knowing that the reaction he was going to get would be absolutely worth it.&nbsp; And he wasn't at all disappointed as she finally got a good look at him the same way he got a good look at her.<br><br><strong>"Yeah, he's off doing something else tonight,"</strong> he said, <strong>"We've got the room all to ourselves babe."</strong>&nbsp; He grinned as he watched her approach him.&nbsp; She had planned on spending the night, he knew that much, and that's what he wanted.&nbsp; He was really hoping that tonight would be the night that things between them really stepped up a notch, but it was hard to tell with Salem.&nbsp; And sometimes he didn't think that she understood the way she affected him.&nbsp; The way she walked, the way she talked, how she managed to look so sexy while still somehow seeming so innocent.&nbsp; It would've been dangerous if she was doing it intentionally, but she wasn't.&nbsp; It was just how she was and that made it almost impossible for him to resist.&nbsp; Not that he would've wanted to in the first place.&nbsp; No, he wanted to give in to her beautiful and sexuality and have her give in in return.&nbsp; But he had to fight that desire back, at least for now.<br><br>As she took a hit from her vape, he chuckled.&nbsp; He was glad that she had at least stopped smoking cigarettes since he hated the smell, but he had to admit he enjoyed the different flavors that she used.&nbsp; This time it was raspberry and as she let the vapor out of her mouth, he breathed deeply and enjoyed the scent before stealing the device and taking a drag off it as well.&nbsp; He didn't smoke the way she did, but he did enjoy the flavors from time to time and as she sat down beside him, he let the vapor escape through his nose, giving him the appearance of a dragon in human form for a moment.&nbsp; He then set it aside, the movement causing his muscles to twist and flex in the dim lighting, which she was now close enough to see very clearly.&nbsp; And apparently she liked what she saw as she moved.&nbsp; He was expecting a kiss, but where he got one was not what he was expecting at all.&nbsp; And it sent chills down his spine as his breathed hitched just slightly.<br><br><strong>"Yeah well trying working out with Piotr.&nbsp; You've gain all sorts of muscles,"</strong> he said softly as she kissed his chest and his heart started to pound hard, <strong>"Then again, I don't think you need any more muscles to look stunning baby."</strong>&nbsp; He took a deep breath as he tried to resist the desire to shove her down on the bed, strip her naked, and take her right then.&nbsp; But it was becoming more and more difficult for him as his boxers and pajama pants started to develop a very impressive and easily noticeable tent.&nbsp; Which was something that he almost suspected that Salem was attempting to cause.&nbsp; <strong>"But if you really like muscles, I have one that I think you already like."</strong>&nbsp; As he said that, he chuckled softly before he was finally unable to resist the desire to do at least one of the things that he was thinking about right now.<br><br>Moving so quickly that he doubted Salem had any chance to realize what had happened, he shifted his body to the size before he would shove her down onto the bed on her back.&nbsp; Before she could react to that, he would straddle her hips and loom over her body for a moment before his lips would come crashing down onto hers in a powerful and passionate kiss.&nbsp; His tongue would slip into her mouth the instant she opened it and he would explore her mouth without hesitation, the taste of raspberry lingering on both their lips and tongues as his hands moved up and slid along her side.&nbsp; He wanted to rip her shirt off and expose those breasts of hers, but he held back for just a moment.&nbsp; The truth was he wasn't sure what she wanted this time around.&nbsp; Or how far she was willing to go.&nbsp; But he knew how far he wanted to go and he feared that she didn't want to go that far.<br><br>However, he didn't say anything, he just kissed her until the need for air became too strong.&nbsp; Pausing, he would look into her eyes, a need for her clear in his eyes.&nbsp; <strong>"I don't know if I can hold back anymore Salem,"</strong> he told her honestly, <strong>"I need you so badly."</strong>&nbsp; He kissed her again, but this time his lips didn't linger on hers, but rather they moved away from her lips and down the side of her neck, planting small love bites there that would likely leave little marks come the morning.&nbsp; But he was perfectly fine with that.&nbsp; He wanted people to know that she was taken and that she was taken by him.&nbsp; But even then his lips didn't linger as they started to graze her cleavage as his hands finally moved, eager to peel her shirt off her body and continue his lips explorations.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>26-07-2017, 06:35:36</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/gQYTcS8.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Sophie Caspersen<br><strong>Location</strong>: Girl's Dorms - Sophie and Joanne's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 3rd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Masturbation, sexual content described below<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Joanne Weber<br><hr><hr><br>The humiliation found it’s way on her face first. Sofie had a way of expressing herself with her eyes and her high cheekbones in combination with her expressive mouth. She was clearly embarrassed, but she was being a good sport about it. Her smile was gentle and heavy at the same time. There was no sense in hiding her activity. It was more than obvious. Joanne might have even heard her moaning through the door, there was certainly a certain smell in the air that she hadn’t had time to manage. once she covered herself she found the towel by her bedside and started to wipe her hands clean of saliva and other slick creams.<br><br>Her laugh came quickly, Joanne was enjoying this, the teasing, and the extra something... a bit extra. Joanne was up to it, she was making it fairly clear with only her body language. Then she started to talk, it was a strange reaction to catching your roommate like this. Sofie imagined that the two of them would awkwardly laugh, talk about boys a bit and move on. But, in the moment, it eventually came to her, <em>‘Joanne likes girls as much as boys.’</em> - <strong>“Oh… yeah.”</strong> She closed her eyes, her mouth curling up into a pretty little grin. Her head wiggled from left to right. She opened her eyes with a shrug and gave her friend some words to chew on.<br><br>She hid her previous <em>‘oh yeah’</em> following it up a few seconds later, <strong>“...alone time,”</strong> Her voice always suggested a question in American vernacular. Her accent was childish and adorable. <strong>“I guess, yes. it is that.”</strong> She let herself laugh again, right on time, the pause hadn’t suggested more than anything beyond mild contemplation after Joanne had said it.<br><br>Her laugh was a little different now, she was softer, more accepting, less flustered. Joanne’s next sentence took a moment for Sofie to cypher. It couldn’t have been as forward as it sounded, so she thought for a moment, trying to translate it, or locate the slang in her memory. Then it clicked as she searched Joanne’s eyes more deeply. Sofie’s mood switched from the shame and into inquisitive, her little brows wiggled on their own. Her lips pursed. She looked curious, if not just as surprised. This was taking an interesting turn. Sofie had just had an orgasm, everything was sexual to her right now. The soft fabric of her unblemished white bed sheet gave her goosebumps. Then, the bisexual girl suggested something that the straight one would have never suggested. And in that moment, it seemed like a good idea. <em>‘I’ve never considered it, how a girl would feel.’</em><br><br>Sofie liked hard things, they pleased her, girl’s had hard parts in some places, but she’d learned enough about her own body to know that they were soft, almost everywhere. But it seemed reasonable. It seemed more than reasonable. <strong>“Dat could be fun.”</strong> It still sounded like a question, but the two had known each other long enough. Everything Sofie seemed to say in her special sultry voice was easy to understand. <strong>“You should…”</strong> she smiled, her mind buzzing, she’d just proposed having sex, whether it was a joke or not, it was still in the air, and Sofie’s body was humming from the recent orgasm. <br><br>The blonde swallowed, <strong>“You should probably kiss me first…”</strong> Her eyes lit up and she bit her lip. She was hiding her teeth, but the bite was obvious. <strong>“I’ve never kissed a girl.”</strong> She probably should have been more nervous, but Joanne had timed it perfectly. It might have been an accident, it might have been something else. Those things didn’t register to Sophie at all, she had been suddenly seduced. <strong>“Should I do anything different?”</strong> Her playful sultry was thick with subtext and illicit suggestion. She felt dangerous, risky, she didn’t feel much like herself, but it was a refreshing feeling, it felt safe.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-07-2017, 22:16:47</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/e35/13381189_236387550075587_999398268_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTI3MDM1MDIwOTYwMzcyODQ4MA%3D%3D.2&amp;se=7)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Joanna 'Blackout' Weber<br><strong>Location</strong>: Girl's Dorms - Sophie and Joanne's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 3rd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Walking in on something very hot<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: CLOSED, Sophie Caspersen<br><hr><hr><br>In truth, Joanne didn't really expect much from this conversation.&nbsp; She expected that Sophie might laugh and blush a little more before she would somehow decline Joanne's teasing offer and find a way to cover herself more effectively.&nbsp; After all, they had discussed boys before, but anytime Joanne mentioned girls, Sophie would become less involved in the topic, leading her to think that Sophie was strictly straight.&nbsp; And if she was, then Joanne didn't really care.&nbsp; What Sophie did, or who Sophie did rather, was up to Sophie so Joanne wasn't really expecting much to come of her playful comments other than to hopefully ease some of her roommate's embarrassment enough that they could get past the whole thing.<br><br>But then Sophie said something that caused Joanne to perk up a bit.&nbsp; She hadn't really been dismissed out of hand, but rather she seemed to be thinking about it.&nbsp; A small smile played as Joanne's lips as she listened to the other girl speak, picking up on those hard to miss cues of hers that only a handful were able to pick up.&nbsp; Was she really thinking about taking Joanne up on her offer?&nbsp; The very idea sent a very pleasant tingle through her body at the thought of getting to mess around with Sophie.&nbsp; It was something that she'd thought about plenty of times, but had never expected she would be able to do.&nbsp; But now that seemed to be just within reach and she started to wonder what she might say in order to get Sophie to continue down this line of possible acceptance.<br><br>However before she could say a word, Sophie mentioned kissing her.&nbsp; And when she did, Joanne smiled, her smile taking on less of a warm glow and more of a sultry desire that she couldn't hide as she stood up and made her way across the room slowly, her hips swaying slightly in her tight jeans in order to get the attention of her roommate on them.&nbsp; <strong>"Never kissed a girl, huh?"</strong> Joanne said, her voice soft and teasing as she drew closer, sitting on the edge of Sophie's bed and leaning closer, the scent of Sophie's earlier orgasm filling the air and clouding her mind with lust and desire.&nbsp; She closed her eyes for a moment as her lips lingered just above the other girl's, making it clear that she intended to kiss her, but was just waiting for the right moment to do so.<br><br><strong>"As for what you should do differently,"</strong> her lips brushed oh so softly against Sophie's with each word, <strong>"You shouldn't do anything differently.&nbsp; Kiss me like you would a boy.&nbsp; And then I'll show you all of the rest."</strong>&nbsp; With those words, she finally kissed Sophie.&nbsp; The kiss was soft at first, almost as if testing the waters and seeing if the other girl was actually serious.&nbsp; But Joanne more or less knew that she was.&nbsp; Sophie had never tried to mislead her about anything and this would be the worst time to attempt to mislead someone.&nbsp; The kiss itself was delicious.&nbsp; Sophie had a taste that was distinctly her own while Joanne would taste like the cotton candy lip gloss that she always used to prevent having dry lips.&nbsp; And she knew that Sophie liked her lip gloss since she'd borrowed it more than once.<br><br>After a minute, Joanne backed off a bit, a smile on her lips as she looked into the eyes of her roommate.&nbsp; She hadn't thought that this would happen in a million years, but apparently it was happening.&nbsp; So she was going to enjoy this as much as she could.&nbsp; <strong>"That was a nice start, don't you think?"</strong> she teased softly, <strong>"You know, feel free to touch me.&nbsp; I want to be touched by you."</strong>&nbsp; She leaned in to kiss Sophie once more, her tongue carefully dancing along Sophie's lips in an effort to tease them open so she could kiss the girl properly, hoping to feel soft hands along her frame before long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>09-08-2017, 11:57:55</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YOd3ufh.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Salem Summers<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Making out with Conner<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: sexy pajamas (http://i.imgur.com/zaObMlh.jpg) - Rubt Quartz Glasses<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Conner Almasy<br><hr><hr><br>As the red head slithered and mounted Conner, she felt it all. She hadn’t been wearing much when she was running through the halls, and the bag on her shoulders made it fairly obvious what she was doing, especially over on the boys side of the school... in her boyfriend’s dorm. Her little shorts had thin laced underwear under them, and the contact that her core was making with Conner’s leg felt like the single most stiff thing she’d ever had against her body. She knew that it wasn’t. She could feel know that his hipbone was harder against her side. But, it felt so good, she couldn’t manage a proper mindstate. Her lips were still touring her soon to be lover. It was wild, how instantly it came, how sure she was. <em>‘This is it…’</em> The tension had been building. He’d been upset with her, and he’d been so patient. She’d been upset with him, and she’d been so mean. After months of dating, after being public, and intimate in dry ways. Salem was more than ready, and she was starting to feel like a fool for having held off for so long. <br><br>She could feel it all. She was melting, the heat between her legs was vibrant. Her breasts and cheeks were already blushing, but it would be hard to see it in the dim light, especially through her adorable ‘meow’ cat sleep shirt. But it was happening, she was sure of it. Every bump on his body was making her stir. It was hot inside too.<br><br>He flattered her mindlessly, the way that he tended to. Salem didn’t know it, but a lot of men rambled when beautiful girls used their mouths in certain ways. He said that she should work out with Piotr to gain muscle, but that she didn’t need to, because she was already stunning. Salem smiled against his chest as she listened. A little giggle trilled out and she lifted up enough to stare into his eyes. Her glasses were in the way, but she was looking into his, it was always fun to feel him looking back, even though he couldn’t see them. Her big dumb smile was pure joy in human form. <br><br>She could feel his cock hardening in his pants. Her instincts were ruling her, she was pressing her hips down into him before she thought to make a decision. Her soft pelvis accepted the hardness of his manhood, putting it between them, she could feel it against her navel. Salem bit her lip, that smile turning into an open mouth grin. Without visible eyes, it was hard to read Salem, she knew that her body had to do a lot of the talking, so, subtly, her hips rolled, gently applying pressure to her man.<br><br>She felt unbelievably sexy. Her freshly shaved body was slick with the pleasant remains of exotic lotions. Salem made the whole room smell a little bit like cocoa butter, and raspberry. She was dry to the touch, for now. As her hips shifted up and down, she didn’t make many passes before she found herself on her back. Conner took control, and she gasped with enjoyment, laughing with a whimper, some kind of mixture between moaning and happiness. The sudden action of her boyfriend swept her away. Her eyes rolled back into her head when he came down on her. His hungry lips forced hers open by will. She didn’t need a suggestion. Salem groaned in a high pitch as he took ownership over her lips and tongue. Her hands found his ribs, and she held on tight. Giving him as much access as she could, her knees opened with her lips. Letting him in had never felt so good. It was perfect.<br><br>He pulled away a few seconds after she’d lost her breath. She gasped with him, and held on tighter. Looking down into her, she looked back up, and she could feel it. His eyes were staring into hers as if there were no barrier between them, a cold chill that felt warm filled her back, and shot up her spine. She smiled as he confessed his obvious desire. <strong>“I know…”</strong> One of Salem’s fragile hands came up to Conner’s cheek, she stroked his jaw gently as she held his head. <br><br>Salem’s hand drifted into his hair as his lips came down to her neck. <strong>“Nnnnngh…” </strong>She let out a long moan <strong>“I need you too.”</strong> Her eyes went wild and her grip on his ribs and hair tightened, and every instinct in her told her that that would be enough to communicate, but Salem knew better, she knew that instinct, it happened in her regular life all of the time. <strong>“We’re alone tonight.” - “I want…”</strong> It was hard to put into her words, but she knew that Conner wanted to hear her say it. <strong>“I want to have sex… with you…”</strong> Her awkward moans filled the empty spaces. <strong>“We should have sex tonight…”</strong><br><br>The heat was starting to feel wet. Salem’s body was begging for it more than she was. Her nails were starting to dig into the skin on his side, and her hand pulling him into her neck made it very clear that she was enjoying the sensation of being kissed there. The moment was perfect, and she had a sneaking suspicion that it was only going to get better.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>11-08-2017, 11:28:03</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/gQYTcS8.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Sophie Caspersen<br><strong>Location</strong>: Girl's Dorms - Sophie and Joanne's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 3rd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Masturbation, sexual content described below<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Joanne Weber<br><hr><hr><br>Adventure took all forms, it seemed. Her heart was already racing, but the oncoming unknown forced it to speed up more. Her bloodstream was a cocktail of chaos. She was hot, it was hard to breath, sweating, every exhale had a brush stroke of laughter. She was eager. It was sudden, but she was suddenly vibrating with excitement over this novel experience.&nbsp; <br><br>There was some time, a few seconds that drifted through the air as the two of them looked at each other. Sophie was accepting, Joanne was a bit taken back. There was unspoken communication between them. They both wanted it, the validation was there, the electricity was sparking. For a moment, Sophie wished that she had some kind of power that helped her see these things, like the music that Bridgette heard. To her, it was all mysterious, and it took practice, refining to get right. <br><br>The two roommates had bonded a few times already. Originally, they’d been a bit awkward, and it was hard for them to talk. Sophie could vividly remember the frustration that her American peers expressed when they couldn’t understand her. In the first few months, her English was bad and her accent was almost intelligible. They were friends, they’d grown close. They’d talked about almost everything including pieces of their pasts, their hopes and desires, their fears, powers, classes, and crushes.<br><br>As Joanne was walking toward her, Sophie slid her hands over the sheet, and shifted underneath the cover. The bite on her lip was easier to see now, but it wasn’t lasting, her wide smile was taking over. <strong>“Nope... kissed a lot of boys.”</strong> The sentence didn’t need a response. She was considering the idea of sliding her sheet down to expose her breasts. But that seemed to forward. She didn’t want to seem desperate. <br><br>She nodded her head as Joanne told her to be natural and just kiss.<strong> “I can kiss.”</strong> Her regular speech pattern always sounded like this, simple sentences that tended to imply much more than the words suggested. Words with multiple meanings and sentences with multiple interpretations were fun for her. Subtle switches were flipping in the Danish girl’s head. As it happened, as Joanne sat down and started to give advice, Sophie was starting to think more and more about their time together. A compilation of memories flashed through her head. All of their time together felt like it was leading to this moment. It was perfect. <br><br>Sophie was being kissed before she realized it. Her hand was already swimming in Joanne’s hair. She let her lips part, and suckled gently at soft lips. She nibbled a bit on Joanne’s top lip, but most of her kiss was acceptance. She wanted Joanne inside her mouth, so she coaxed the girl with little licks and gentle moans whenever the girl showed any hint of invading her lips. Sophie brought Joanne down to the bed, pulling her roommate on top of her. Sophie preferred to be on bottom, weighted down and held against a mattress. The taste was insanely feminine. It was more than satisfying. There was no denying it, Joanne was the best kisser that Sophie had ever had, but she didn’t want to inflate anyone’s ego but her own. When Joanne pulled away, Sophie whimpered a bit, worried that she might have done something wrong.<br><br>Joanne had a sultry tone, but Sophie wasn’t so great at talking when she was fucking. And in her mind, this was already sex. It did occur to her suddenly that Joanne was cold. Her skin, itself, was quite warm, but she would need some foreplay, and much less clothes. The Danish girl was smiling wide, and shaking her head.<strong> “Oh. I will touch.”</strong> Sophie reached out and moved a bit of Joanne’s hair away from her face, brushing two fingers against Joanne’s lower lip. They were the same two that she’d had inside herself only moments before. Little Sophie hadn’t thought about that. Her scent was subtle, and almost completely vacant of distinction. Sophie almost tasted like water, almost. A clean taste, young and well maintained. They were kissing again in an instant, and any amount of care that she had about being shy or embarrassed was burning away inside of her. The moment the kiss broke, her moans escalated and she giggled.<br><br><strong> “Come.”</strong> It was one word, gentle and only mildly suggestive. She scooted away from Joanne, which caused her thin sheet to slide off of her breasts. <strong>“Oop.”</strong><br><br>Sophie’s perky tits filled B cups, and she was growing out of that size, pushing a few of her bras to their limits in the last few months. Her nipples were tight and aching. She was petite, and too thin to be considered healthy. But she was shapely as well, and growing up fast. She struggled with the blanket for a moment before she rolled her eyes, laughing. In the next moment the sheet flashed away and she exposed everything, her shiny wet pussy and all. The blonde made enough room on the bed for Joanne to lay down beside her. It wasn’t a large bed, so they were forced to be quite close. <strong>“I am naked. You should lay down.”</strong> Sophie’s hands went for the buttons and zipper of Joanne’s jeans. <strong>“Come on. Help me make you naked too!”</strong> Her cheery voice had no bounds.<br><br>She was a lightening rod of happy. Sophie mounted Joanne’s leg, and playfully tugged away at Joanne’s denim, laughing and stripping her roommate in a bit of a game. The <em>‘how fast can I take your clothes off game,’</em> was exactly as fun as it sounded.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-08-2017, 00:14:50</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9049666/870full-daniel-bederov.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Conner Almasy<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Preparing to take Salem.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Salem Summers<br><hr><hr><br>The entire year that he'd been at the school, Conner had had eyes for Salem.&nbsp; But at first, he hadn't known how to approach her, especially since any that had attempted it had found rejection or outright dismissal.&nbsp; Then, once he had finally determined that he would attempt to gain her attention, he hadn't been sure how to do so.&nbsp; To this day, even laying in bed with her, holding her close, he didn't know what it was that had allowed him to break through the walls she had put up even though she might not even know she had done so.&nbsp; However, he couldn't deny that he loved the feel of her soft skin under his hands, the subtle scent of raspberry surrounding her, and the soft, gentle noises that escaped her whenever he kissed her or his hands touched her skin.&nbsp; And his flame enflamed his passion and the powerful ache to feel her naked form underneath him, writhing in pleasure.&nbsp; If only she would give him the chance to make that a reality.<br><br><em>“I want to have sex… with you…........We should have sex tonight…”</em><br><br>At first, he couldn't believe his ears.&nbsp; He looked down at her, his eyes searching for any hint that she was just saying those words to please him.&nbsp; Most would've struggled to read her given that she had to wear her sunglasses to protect people from her powers, but he didn't.&nbsp; He knew that he could read the truth in the subtle movements of her face and he could see that she was speaking her heart.&nbsp; He smiled as he leaned in and kissed her passionately before his hands moved to remove her shirt, tossing it to the side and exposing her breasts to him.&nbsp; His lips returned to her neck as his hands came to rest on her hips, holding them down against the bed so that he could explore her body at his own pace.<br><br><strong>"If that's what you want, then I would be an idiot not to give it to you."</strong> he told her as his lips grazed her skin softly.&nbsp; It was funny.&nbsp; He had thought that when this moment came, he would be unable to resist ripping her clothing off and taking her as quickly as he could.&nbsp; But now that she had given voice to her desires, he couldn't help but want to take his time, to build up to it until she ached for him the same way that he ached for her.&nbsp; And to that end, his kisses slowly moved downward, along the side of her neck and collarbone, moving slowly further south with every touch of his lips.&nbsp; Her skin felt hot underneath them and he wondered if the heat would grow as he continued to travel further down as she had done to him.&nbsp; He got a wicked grin on his face as his eyes looked up into where hers were hidden behind its shades.<br><br>The grin didn't fade as his lips moved lower, his lips and tongue caressing her skin as he moved down her collarbone and along the rise of her breasts, but rather than focus on them, his attentions passed between them and moved further down along her firm, flat tummy, taking his time and leaving little wet kisses as he moved, his body sliding down hers as he continued.&nbsp; As he finally reached the hem of her shorts, his hands gripped them as well, slowly pulling them down her legs, his lips creating a soft trail down the right leg as he crawled off the bed until hers shorts slipped from around her feet and he tossed them aside before he began to travel upwards, this time along her left leg, his eyes watching her face for any sign of her thoughts as he slowly traveled upwards now, his lips skipping what little space now remained covered by her panties until his lips found hers once more.<br><br><strong>"I love you."</strong> he whispered against her lips as he kissed her, his hands reaching down to remove the final piece of clothing that she wore.&nbsp; It was like a whirlwind of motion and emotion as he stripped her down and his hands guided her panties down her long, long legs and to the floor beside the bed.&nbsp; One hand touched her neck and then started to slide down her chest, her stomach, and then down between her legs where he found a heat that he long ached to feel.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>15-08-2017, 02:14:28</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/e35/13381189_236387550075587_999398268_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTI3MDM1MDIwOTYwMzcyODQ4MA%3D%3D.2&amp;se=7)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Joanna 'Blackout' Weber<br><strong>Location</strong>: Girl's Dorms - Sophie and Joanne's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 3rd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Involved on something very hot.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: CLOSED, Sophie Caspersen<br><hr><hr><br>Joanne loved to kiss.&nbsp; It was one of her favorite activities and she didn't really care if she was kissing a boy or a girl.&nbsp; But if she was completely honest with herself or anyone else, she knew that she preferred kissing girls.&nbsp; They always tasted so much better and more often than not, they allowed Joanne to take the lead, which she really enjoyed.&nbsp; And that was exactly what Sophie was doing, practically inviting her tongue into the Danish girl's mouth.&nbsp; And Joanne was not one to miss an invitation and her tongue slipped into the other girl's mouth, moaning softly at the sweet taste of her lips and tongue as she gently explored the girl, not wanting to miss anything about this moment.&nbsp; Breaking the kiss was one of the hardest things she had to do in a while because Sophie was just so delicious.&nbsp; But she was able to pull away for a moment, giving voice to her own desires before she felt Sophie's hand brush a stray strand of her black and blue hair away before running them along her lips, prompting Joanne to playfully take those fingers into her mouth for a brief moment.<br><br>It was only when she did that that she realized that these were the same fingers that her roommate had been masturbating with just moments before and she let out a moan as the taste hit her.&nbsp; It was clean, sweet, and innocent seeming and she found herself craving more of that flavor, but first she was determined to kiss Sophie once more and did so until the girl would finally pull away from her and move up, the sheet exposing her breasts.&nbsp; This wasn't the first time that Joanne had seen her breasts, they were roommates so it did happen after all.&nbsp; But this time, she really looked and she found herself licking her lips as she envisioned herself wrapping her lips around those tiny buds and easing their tightness.&nbsp; Or making it worse, that was always a possibility.&nbsp; But before she could even say a word, Sophie had given up entirely on the sheet and tossed it aside to allow Joanne to see Sophie in all of her glorious beauty and this time, there was no mad dash to cover up.<br><br>However, she didn't really get a chance to enjoy the view as much as she wanted, but that was only because Sophie started to unzip her skintight jeans and was clearly eager to expose Joanne the same way that she was exposed.&nbsp; A goal that Joanne was all too willing to endorse and when her jeans were unzipped, Sophie would be able to see that there were no panties there, but rather just smoothly waxed skin.&nbsp; <strong>"Oh drat!"</strong> she exclaimed, her voice light and playful, <strong>"It seems that in my hurry to get dressed this morning, I forgot to wear panties.&nbsp; What a silly mistake, don't you think Sophie?"</strong>&nbsp; Joanne giggled playfully.&nbsp; The truth was she went commando regularly and one of her favorite things was to be wearing one of her long skirts and no panties at all.&nbsp; Just the thought that someone might end up seeing her naked pussy if the wind kicked up or if they looked just right when she was walking upstairs was a bit of a turn-on for the girl.<br><br>Grinning, she helped Sophie to get her jeans down her long, slender legs before they were dropped to the floor.&nbsp; Her legs and sex were both completely devoid of any sort of hair and one look as she shifted a bit would reveal that her folds were already starting to glisten with desire.&nbsp; Not waiting for Sophie to try and help, she pulled her top up and over her head, exposing her breasts as well.&nbsp; She had a nice set of Ds that were still very perky and her nipples were slowly starting to make an appearance both from the cool air of the room and the excitement from being so close to a naked and wanting Sophie.&nbsp; Her clothing now gone, she would lay down beside the Danish girl, getting in close so that they could both fit on the bed, her front pressed to Sophie's side while one leg draped over hers, the heat from her sex coming to rest on her thigh.&nbsp; Smiling, she leaned in and kissed Sophie once more as her fingers lightly grazed along the skin of her flat belly.<br><br><strong>"Do I like desirable to you?"</strong> she asked, her lips just barely brushing against Sophie's with each word, <strong>"Do you want to know what I taste like?"</strong>&nbsp; Smiling softly, she would take her two fingers and carefully dip them into her own sex, a soft moan escaping her at her own intrusion.&nbsp; The two fingers would then slowly move up Sophie's body until they were touching her lips in much the same way that Sophie's fingers had touched hers a moment earlier.&nbsp; <strong>"Taste me,"</strong> she whispered softly, <strong>"And tell me if it's a taste that you want more of."</strong>&nbsp; Still smiling, she would press her fingers against Sophie's lips as if trying to will her to open her mouth and accept the small taste of pleasures to come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>16-08-2017, 05:55:44</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YOd3ufh.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Salem Summers<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Some lovely pre-sex talk and sexiness<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: black lace panties, and Ruby Quartz Glasses<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Conner Almasy<br><hr><hr>Salem had a ponderous thought about men. The thought made everything else in her mind squeeze away. She wasn’t sure what the difference between a man and a boy was. She was mostly positive that manhood turned her on, when childishness swept her in the other direction. The girl herself was more womanly than she used to be now. But there was a lot of change coming toward her in the next decade. At seventeen years old, she knew about as much as her history books knew about history. All the details were defined, and she had a grip on reality. She’d spent nearly a year perfecting her control. That was the key to her survival, self control. It only took one moment of carelessness to ruin her life. She might as well have had a self destruct button in both of her palms. But she was young. And she knew that she was with a man. He was young, and many would consider him a boy, Logan would, Xavier would, His own roommate probably looked down on her man in more than a physical way. But she loved him. She knew that she did, more than she ever really thought to be achievable. She didn’t know what a man was, not really. She’d never had one, but she knew what kind of effect he was having on her.<br><br>Salem was melting.<br><br><strong>“Auhgnn - I’m thin- thinking anohu-” </strong>She was trying to talk, but it was already getting to be too much. Salem wasn’t used to having a mind empty of concepts and complicated thoughts. It was strange. Everything was body. Sensations had replaced logic and puzzles. It was primal, and it felt like English was a different language now. <br><br>It was white. It felt white, her body, hot with the blank slate of light buried in her navel. She could feel the heat on her inner thighs, the cooling wetness. There wasn’t a lot of light in the room, and everything was red to Salem’s eyes. It just felt clean, it felt right. And it felt quite warm, so warm that she was starting to perspire. And they weren’t even doing anything real yet. The anticipation was driving her mad. Her hands found the hardness of his shoulder blades, pulling down on him. She wasn’t doing anything more than suggesting. Her grip was strong though, and the passion of her came out in a firm stroking motion, up and down is back, slowly, and suggestively without even meaning to suggest it.<br><br>And then her shirt came off. A wave of white overtook her and her eyes rolled up with her arms to let her shirt off. His kiss returned to her neck, his hands pinned her to the bed, extending his touch to the mattress beneath her. Almost naked now, she let him do any damn thing he pleased. Her knees fell off to the side more, with an empty mind, her body behaved with absolute submissiveness. <strong>“Ok, ss-so.”</strong> She was ragged, hardly breathing, whispering as if all of her friends were listening to this moment through the hole in the lock that wasn’t even on this door. She was smiling, nervous and not at all hiding it. He told her he was going to give it to her. She smiled widely made a sound that was almost her laughter, her chest tightening and her elbows coming into her ribs, yet still on his shoulders. Salem’s throat felt thick. Her chest felt deeper. She was burning up, and her voice was different, as well as her laugh, it almost sounded like she was sobbing, or moaning. It was possible that this girl was a screamer.<br><br><strong>“Gki-ive it to me?” </strong>Despite the depth of her voice, when she actually managed a sentence, it was high pitched, and short. It felt naughty just to say it out loud, and the young women lost a year or two in tone. <br><br><strong>“Mmhm, those will have to go.”</strong> Salem was nodding as Conner pulled off her shorts. Now, dressed only in a frilly pair of laced black panties. She might as well have been nude on his bed. There was an extreme contrast between her pale body and the deep black of the nylon organza. Reality was getting real close to sinking in. She bit her lip, and made an expression with her eyes that she really wanted him to see.&nbsp; She’d seen people make the expression, she’d made it herself when she was eating her favorite food, or watching something amazing occur. Salem remembered a time when people would react to her eyes, and her expressions. This was almost painful. Salem vibrated for a moment and groaned, knowing that she’d have to use her words to communicate. Talking about this was hard. But the tiny soldier swallowed her pride and communicated, focusing on the words, and keeping as still as a human could possibly be. Then he rocked her with three words.<br><br>Her words caught in her throat, and she stumbled over a breath or two. <strong>“You’re sneaky. I was gonna say it first.”</strong> Now she had a few things to say that she could have just communicated with her eyes. She didn’t know what they looked like know. She’d never felt herself make this face. There was a bit of a smile, and a bit of a pout. Her eyelids shook a bit, and she felt them fill with tears. Her lower lip entered her teeth and she let a full smile come out as one tear silently hid behind her glasses, hardly showing on her cheek. <strong>“I really fucking love you.”</strong> Talking was the hardest, but she managed it cleanly for him. She managed to keep every other tear under control. <strong>“Conner.”</strong> Her voice cracked the whole time she said his name when she was this turned on and lovewashed. A little smile, she was absolutely raving mad with amusement and joy. “I wish- You can't- I love you so much,If you could see my eyes… I wish words were better. I love you more than words.” her words were part laugh, but she didn't know that she'd just quoted a song from a previous generation. She knew it was corny the moment it left her lips. <strong>“I-” </strong>She’d just declared her love for him, but it felt like she needed to do more. <strong>“I’ve also never giv-”</strong> Her mind was blank, completely dominated by ‘man.’ She didn’t know how to say it. So she bit her lip nervously. She’d never even touched a penis, but that didn’t feel like the right thing to say. <strong>“With my mouth, I’ve never done that either. I want to-”</strong> She let an evil little smile sneak over her lips. <strong>“I want you to give it to me there, too.”</strong> She liked speaking her man’s language. <strong>“I’m not sure which one to do first.”</strong> She suddenly knew how shrewd she was being. <strong>“What do you think?”</strong> She might as well have said, ‘should you be in my pussy before my mouth?’ or ‘which hole do you want to fuck me in first?’ or ‘My virgin mouth, or my virgin pussy? Which one do you desire, master?’ <br><br>Salem didn’t know much about this game, but she was good at it. She liked to be controlled, and held down, that much was insanely obvious. She wanted to please him first, the important part was that no one else had ever been pleased like this before, not by Salem Summers. He was the first, and he had choices! Her hands had moved around as she gave him the proposition, they were dancing fairly close to his hips, and his hard abdomen, on the other side of that, his cock was there, and she was starting to feel it, just by thinking about it, she could feel her body warming up again, wave after wave of washing white heat. Every part of her was begging to be kissed, but her lips were open a tiny bit just incase he wanted to explore there again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>16-08-2017, 10:14:37</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/gQYTcS8.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Sophie Caspersen<br><strong>Location</strong>: Girl's Dorms - Sophie and Joanne's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 3rd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: sex, or at least close to it.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Joanne Weber<br><hr><hr><br>Joanne wasn’t always in a playful mood, but Sophie just had a feeling that she would be willing to have some fun in this scenario. She hadn’t expected Joanne to put her fingers in her mouth, but Sophie moaned when it happened, it felt good, to have her fingers in a close warm space. It didn’t make sense, but it didn’t have to, she liked that some one else was doing it. Sophie had always known that women were sexier than men. But, she liked being the sexy one. It didn’t occur to her how fun this would be. <strong>“Oh yes?”</strong> That had been a question, but it sounded like everything else she said. Sophie giggled it off right away, clenching her eyes and letting herself get out the jitters..<br><br>Sophie didn’t have a lot of skills. She wasn’t profoundly smart in any specific way, but she got by. She had some athletic ability, but no specialties. She wasn’t even that gifted in social situations, especially considering how pretty she was. But, one thing that Sophie had pinned down, and had refused to give up on; she knew how to have fun, and she knew how to entertain the people that she cared about. And, Sophie was quite talented at the take off your clothes game. Her enthusiasm was impressive, without a doubt. Once she had whipped Joanne’s jeans from the bed, she tittered as she bounced on her knees, looking down at her roommate with a whole new kind of desire in her eyes.<br><br>Being excited to have a man was different than this. It had similarities, she felt vulnerable and proud at the same time, that was familiar. But she also felt less pressure. She knew full well that it would hurt less. That was an odd comfort that she didn’t expect. <br><br>Sophie didn’t find any panties, and her eyes widened. A breath fell out of her mouth and desire made her face crease into agony if only for a moment. For the first time ever, another woman’s pussy looked liked dessert. <strong>“Good. Good.”</strong> The two attempts at the word were both off, and they had both meant two different things. She then put on a fake suspicion and leaned in close over Joanne’s body, her breasts were only inches above her roommates naked hips. <strong>“I know you, Jo’inn.”</strong> Sophie’s pronunciation of the name wasn’t perfect, but it was as close as she’d ever come. <strong>“Your underwear are always off.”</strong> She had almost remembered that. If she had, she might have started with the top. But that was happening now. She was stronger than she looked, carefully bending and counter-balancing herself with the other girl. This closeness was more tight than she was expecting. It was explosively arrousing. <strong>“Arms up, baby.”</strong> She was almost flippant with her dire sensuality. She stared down into Joanne’s eyes as she request her to lift her arms. It still sounded, a bit like a question. <br><br>Sophie helped rid Joanne of her top and finally brought herself down against the other girl, she pressed her chest against Joanne, face to face, each of them were mostly naked now, or completely naked, Sophie was too high on her own cocktail to even care or notice. She could only feel a few distinct things, Joanne’s naked pussy against her thigh, her own against Joanne’s hip, the heat and pleasant hum of Joanne’s breath.<strong> "You look like... desire itself."</strong> Sophie smiled, and swayed to dreive the joke home. <strong>"I really am curious to taste."</strong> She swallowed, and pursed her lips, her eyes went puppy dog for a moment. "I think I will end up tasting it for a while." Sophie looked down and thought about her own tongue sliding up and down Joanne's slick lower lips.<br><br>Sophie sank into Joanne and brought their lips together. The blonde moaned pleasantly, everything she did was both strong and delicate. The girl moved with force, but she didn’t push very hard. It didn’t feel right to force her tongue in, instead, she tried to lure Joanne’s tongue in again. The kiss broke for a moment. <strong>“You are hot.” </strong>She meant it literally, but it sounded corny and cute on her foreign tongue. Her hips rolled back and forth to accentuate her point. As she made eye contact with Joanne, her eyes rolled back into her head, against her will and better judgement. Her hand sank forward, and her blonde waves sprinkled over Joanne’s face. That was about when the fingers came into her lips. Sophie closed her lips softly, and let the fingers slide in deep. She suckled softly and let her tongue slide up against them, applying a bit of pressure in between them to prove some kind of ability she might have to eat a woman out. Sophie let the flavor sink in. She was swimming in the sensation and the flavor, trying her best to parse it when she heard the next request. "Yes. I want more." Sophie was still rolling her hips up and down, riding against Joanne's hip a little too emphatically. Her tight throat started to squeak. Her breath was passing in short bursts and inhaling sharply. She whimpered a lot. <strong>"Nnuhn."</strong> The sound of a rabbit in mild pain, and the sound of Sophie in bed. She calmed herself, realizing that she might have been getting carried away. Sophie laughed and kissed Joanne's neck as if she was the first fresh water she'd seen in days.<br><br><strong>“That’s too good.”</strong> She whispered into her roommates ear, panting, still whimpering, close to an orgasm. The blonde lifted up, freeing Joanne of the blonde cage. She also stopped grinding her hips. Sophie was sopping wet, and she was sort of embarrassed. <strong>“Your… hipbone.”</strong> That part of the body had never sounded so sexy in her mouth before. It felt like a dirty word. Her hot little core was tight against Joanne’s right thigh as she sat down on top of it. Her hands went down to tour the other girl’s body, from hip to shoulders and back down, she soaked it in. She knew instantly that she had been missing out on something for years. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-10-2017, 03:43:59</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9049666/870full-daniel-bederov.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Conner Almasy<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Preparing to take Salem.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Salem Summers<br><hr><hr><br>In comparison to many of the other males that called the Mansion home, Conner was still a boy.&nbsp; And his behavior sometimes didn't help that much as he tended to be a bit immature at times, especially when compared to his very serious roommate.&nbsp; But when he was with Salem, he was different.&nbsp; She brought up a maturity in him that didn't seem to exist in any other setting and he had no idea that this maturity in him was helping to create this moment with Salem.&nbsp; Not that it would've matter much regardless as he felt the heat between them in that moment.&nbsp; It was like the sun had been unleashed right there, causing him to sweat and his breathing to become heavy as his lips traced that slow path along her body and then his hand followed the same route until it slipped between her legs and his fingers teased the hot, moist folds that he found there.&nbsp; His heart pounded out of his chest as he realized what was happening between them.&nbsp; This was the night.&nbsp; The night that they took that next step in their relationship, moving forward in a way that could never be reversed.&nbsp; And he didn't realize how hungry he'd been for that moment until it was upon them.&nbsp; He certainly wasn't going to let it pass him by now that it was here.<br><br>Suddenly, something she said registered with him and he felt his body tense slightly as he paused and looked up at her.&nbsp; He hadn't missed the way she said those words.&nbsp; It was giving him a choice.&nbsp; Did he want to have her suck his cock first or did he want to take her virginity right away?&nbsp; He could tell that whatever he chose, the other could still happen afterwards and the thought had the blood flowing out of his brain and south, which really only sped up the process and caused him to become almost painfully hard.&nbsp; But it also didn't slip his attention that she knew what she was doing.&nbsp; So he found himself being extremely bold as he smirked back at her and his hands moved down to the back of her thighs and practically lifted her off the bed so that his hands could cup her brilliant rear end.&nbsp; <strong>"Well if you've never had it in those places, I think it's safe to assume you've never had it back there either,"</strong> he said, his voice deep and heavy with desire, <strong>"Perhaps we should start there instead and then work our way to other places."</strong>&nbsp; His smirk widened slightly as he watched her carefully to see what her reaction to his suggestion would be, especially since he was almost sure that she had never even considered such a debauched act in her life.<br><br>Finally, he couldn't help but laugh a bit as he leaned up and captured her lips in a passionate kiss as his hands moved from her ass and let her butt hit the bed once more.&nbsp; His hands came up onto either side of her face and caressed her cheeks for a moment as he would slowly break the kiss and move just a few inches away so that he could look into her eyes, or at least into the glasses that covered them.&nbsp; <strong>"No, perhaps we can cross that bridge another night,"</strong> he whispered softly, his lips just barely brushing against hers, <strong>"After all, I don't think we want to explore everything in a single night, do we?&nbsp; Not when there are so many more to follow."</strong>&nbsp; He took a deep breath as he kissed her once more and his hands moved to her legs and carefully started to spread them so that he could settle his lean, powerful body between them, the weight of his cock pressing against her lower stomach as if a promise of things to come.&nbsp; And that promise wasn't going to have to wait too long as he started to grind against her, her clit pressing against the underside of his cock and causing a low groan to escape from the back of his throat.<br><br>The heat from both of their bodies left his entire body covered in a thin sheen of sheet and he could feel the same on her body beneath him and the dampness of the sheets where his hands rested.&nbsp; It was like all the cold air was pulled from the space around the bed, but he couldn't care less.&nbsp; He wanted to suspend this moment in time and hold onto it forever.&nbsp; His Salem was beneath him and they both knew what was about to happen.&nbsp; Leaning down, he kissed her once more, slowly, savoring it as if he was savoring these last moments of their relationship as it was.&nbsp; From here on out, it would be different and they both had to know that.&nbsp; <strong>"I love you more than I thought I was capable of loving someone,"</strong> he told her softly, <strong>"And no matter what else happens, we will always have this moment."</strong>&nbsp; His lips lingered on hers and she would feel it as he stopped grinding against her and the head of his cock started to line up with her entrance slowly, the tip pressing against her until he was certain that he was where he wanted to be.<br><br>His hips then pushed forward and they would both feel it as he entered her and Conner couldn't help but let out a groan.&nbsp; She was so tight and wet and she fit him like a glove as he started to ease his way into her, fighting a desire to shove himself as deep as he could on the first stroke.&nbsp; He knew that this was going to be painful for Salem no matter what he did, but that was no reason for him to be forceful and make it worse.&nbsp; No, instead he took his time and eased his way into her, savoring it as inch by inch he started to disappear inside of her.&nbsp; He didn't bother asking how it felt, he knew that it probably hurt.&nbsp; Instead, he just listened to her breathing and any words that escaped her, listening to make sure that she didn't want him to stop.&nbsp; But deep inside, he wasn't even sure if he could stop now.&nbsp; He certainly didn't want to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>07-10-2017, 04:41:48</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZbqOhAY.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Salem Summers<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Some lovely pre-sex talk and sexiness<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: black lace panties, and Ruby Quartz Glasses<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Conner Almasy<br><hr><hr>Her first few motions were very cute, and girlish. She lifted herself a bit, bringing the blankets below away from her shoulders and down to her feet, making space so that she could lift them over. The sheet against her back was less scratchy than the cover and it pleased her, bringing Conner’s bedspread over one of her legs already. As she acted out these normal tasks, they felt harder. Her muscles strained with more pain. Her heart was practically beating out of her chest. <br><br><em>‘I think it’s beating too fast,’</em> she thought, <em>‘I think I might have waited too long,’</em> The rapid mind of Salem Summers was fighting, even though the adrenaline and the arousal, to interrupt this moment. The fight of her logical brain told her that something was off.<em> ‘Should i breath more slowly, or faster?’ - ‘I think I should probably stand up, maybe my blood flow is off.’</em> Everything felt hot, she was in peak condition, young, a picture perfect woman, even for her age. She was glowing, blushing, practically foaming at the mouth for more.<em> ‘I should stop.’</em> Luckily, her body didn’t listen to her brain at all. She relaxed further, sinking into the bed as her boyfriend led her through the garden of eden with his words, his hands, and the press of everything else.<br><br>A close call was hidden in the weeds of their tangled limbs and Conner’s engaged mouth. She shot her hand up to grab her own hair, there was no reason to it, she’d done it in the shower often when she was the most comfortable, and she was swimming in happiness at that time. However, her hand made contact with her glasses and jostled them. In a flash, her eyes were closed tightly. They hadn’t been moved, just touched. <em>‘When you shower you don’t wear glasses,’ </em>an inner voice seemed to sing at her in a motherly tone. <strong>“Fuck…”</strong><br><br>The word was chased with passionate breaths, there she was, naked, legs open with a man crawling in between them. He’d decided for her, wordlessly, what type of sex they were going to have first. He made a joke about putting it in her ass, and she reacted appropriately, giggling over a worn out moan, and a sad little whimper for more. Salem had never known desire. She hadn’t known how bad it could get. Her body felt like a lightbulb, she was pouting with her pussy lips, practically oozing from her core. With every ounce of anxiety for the moment piled up, she felt more slick, creamier, and thicker inside. Everything pinched, her inner walls, her abs, even her thighs. But she wasn’t flexing, it was like her body was doing it for her, squeezing at nothing, begging for something to be shoved inside. <br><br>She felt empty, but in a good way.<br><br>Her boyfriend was saying other things, something about more than tonight, he mentioned the word love again, but she was already reeling from the expression of their bodies, that she couldn’t quite puzzle the meaning of anything but his muscles, his twitching cock against her belly, his hands, his stiff lips, scratchy and raw. She could feel his intentions too, his emotions were bare out on his missing sleeves. She kept her eyes pinched shut, still afraid that something unexpected could happen. After everything, she was just humming, trying to breath, to control her hurt, her hands were clutching at his back, her lips uncontrollably snapping and nibbling at his chest. <strong>“It hurts, put it in.”</strong> The words were soft, passive, a plea for some kind of relief. She wanted to say more, Salem wanted Conner inside of her body more badly than she wanted to be alive afterward. <strong>“Conner,”</strong> that breath break in language that was disguised as a name; she revelled in the sound of it, and the feeling of it in her mouth. So she said it again, <strong>“Oh Conner, please….” </strong>As she spoke she was using her feet, and reaching down with her hands to fetch the blanket she’d pushed down only moments before. As Conner mounted, she lifted them over his back, covering most of their bodies to contain the passion. Salem had never really made this choice, it just felt right. She liked to kiss Conner under blankets more than over them, so she would probably prefer to have sex with him the same way.<br><br>The sensation was a bolt of lightening, when the tip of him came against her wet folds. Her back tightened, she arched and her eyes flashed open against her will. <em>‘This is so bad.’ - ‘I wasn’t even thinking about my glasses.’</em> He was gliding inside, and she wrenched on him, tightening everything, squeezing her toes and fingers. <strong>“G’Ahh!”</strong> It didn’t hurt but it sounded like it had, so she desparately reached for a correction, <strong>“Yes!”</strong> Salem made some effort to be quiet. She’d never been this distracted, or tossed. Focus was impossible, so she pulled it back just a bit, forcing herself to be a bit rational. She covered her glasses with her hand, slamming her eyes shut as he pulled back, then drove in a bit deeper.<br><br>Salem’s eyes clenched that time before opening as his advance halted again. She could feel his dry cock getting more wet with every pass. And, she was happy that he had done this before. If he hadn’t, she knew in the depths of her soul that it would be hurting much more. She squeezed her glasses too, happy that they were made of material that wouldn’t break.<br><br>The heat between them only grew hotter under the sheets. As her leg swam up and down his hip, her foot slide sidelong along his thigh and the back of his knee. And, the blankets kissed her on the other side. Being in his bed was like being inside of him. He was in every direction. He was suffocating her with his passion, and she absolutely craved the lack of air. As she tightened the grip on the ruby quartz, the bridge of her nose pained her, and her temples fought back against the grip of the metal. Still, her focus was gone, and everything was all the same. It was all amazing, it was all perfect. It all made her beg for more. His name left her lips again, and her other hand had nails digging into his back. Her opposite leg lifted, wrapping around him while the other collapsed so far to the side that it was against the bed. Salem was a flexible girl, and she was one leg extension away from doing the splits with ease, flat on her back with only hip muscles to guide her.<br><br>It was hard to stay loose for Conner as the third pass turned into the fourth. She had the instincts to let him in, but squeezing felt so good, she had to do it. The explosion of pain inside, made her wonder if she should stop squeezing, the devil in her didn’t care about the pain, the other side of the coin was too good. With the harries from Conner, Salem lost more control over her body, and she became more terrified of something horrible happening. Her hand left her face and slapped against the bed sheet beside her. Getting lost for a moment on what part of the bed she was squeezing, she lifted and came up with a pillow, sure that it had just been a sheet. The bedding shifted, and the pillow lift almost through her off balance. But, instead she just let go of it and let it fall back to the bed. Her idol hand frantically reached for something sturdy, and found Conner’s hip, with three of her four limbs tightly against him, she finally felt something she’d only dreamed of feeling.<br><br>His hips were flush against her inner thighs, and the sides of his cock was pinching her pussy lips against his hips. She melted as she felt the tuff of hair tickle at her mound and her pulsing clit. “Uhhh!” She felt pressure against the bottom of her cunt, she squeezed him in every way, loving the sensation, urging him wordlessly and without gesture to thrust. <strong>“Oh god….”</strong> It was something, she was still terrified that something might knock her glasses off. Her eyelids had lost momentum, it was like falling off the wagon, she had no discipline at all. She was a quivering pile of wet cream. The girl mostly forgot even that her head shot laser beams under the right condition, and she was whimpering with powerful urgency.<br><br><strong>“Oh… fuck.”</strong> She already wanted him to do it hard. She couldn’t pass the knowledge along, and it looked like so much pain was racking her, <strong>“More…”</strong> That wouldn’t be enough, but she was trying to urge him, <strong>“Oh please…”</strong> Everything was a choppy sentence, her body was split in two, she could feel his cock under her guts, and the heat shooting up her spine made it feel like he was pressing against the back of her throat. Her tongue felt thick, and her saliva even felt like cum. She tasted some copper, and realized that she’d bit her bottom lip hard enough to draw a drop or two of blood from the inside of it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-10-2017, 04:43:58</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9049666/870full-daniel-bederov.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Conner Almasy<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Deep inside his girlfriend.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Salem Summers<br><hr><hr><br>She didn't want him to stop.&nbsp; That much was clear as one thrust after another slowly pushed him deeper and deeper into Salem, taking her virginity and giving her an experience unlike anything that she'd ever known.&nbsp; Of course, that went both ways.&nbsp; There was something truly dangerous about knowing that if those glasses that she was squeezing so firmly to her face slipped, she might end up putting a hole in his skull with her eyes.&nbsp; And it was clear that she was thinking along the same lines as she gripped those glasses as if they were her only lifeline to sanity, which they might've been.&nbsp; It was almost unbelievable to imagine his Salem, always so calm, cool, and in control, completely out of control and struggling to retain some sort of something, he wasn't even sure what to call it.&nbsp; For a brief moment, he debating pulling out and waiting until she'd regained her senses, but somehow he knew that this would have the exact opposite effect.&nbsp; And besides, she was wrapped so tightly around his cock that he didn't think pulling out was even an option.&nbsp; It wasn't until he bottomed out completely in her that he paused, his breathing heavy and his heart pounding nearly out of his chest and, unknown to him, in the exact same rhythm of his girlfriend.<br><br>He had been with other girls before, but nothing compared to this.&nbsp; Her sex squeezed him tightly, almost too tightly and he could feel her walls wrapped around him, her sweet nectar the only thing preventing this from being painful for him as well.&nbsp; Beneath him, her sweat coated body seemed to writhe in need and it was only then that he realized that the blankets had been pulled up over them, so focused on taking Salem until that moment.&nbsp; Both of her legs and one arm wrapped around him and he could feel her almost holding onto him for dear life.&nbsp; He leaned down to kiss her as he heard her start to beg for more.&nbsp; It was clear that she wanted more and perhaps even needed it.&nbsp; And Conner had every intention of giving her more.&nbsp; He wanted to give her everything he had to give in the hopes that she would never forget this night for the rest of her life.&nbsp; As he kissed her wordlessly, he noted a hint of copper and realized that she'd bitten her lips a bit, but not enough to worry about.<br><br>Instead, he focused on his hips pulling back as far as he could without pulling completely out of her.&nbsp; And then he drove home, his thrust filling her sex once more and letting out a low groan as her tight walls squeezed around him once more, almost as if she was doing it on purpose.&nbsp; He had no way of knowing for sure if she was or not, but he did know that no lover before her had been this hot, this tight, this.....perfect.&nbsp; It was almost as if she was made for this one moment and they were experiencing that together.&nbsp; Pausing only for a moment, he did it again, pulling back until only the tip was inside her and then surging forward until his hips slammed into the inside of her thighs, forcing them to spread nice and wide for him so that he could get as deep as possible.&nbsp; Her insane flexibility made it easy and he reveled in how wonderful she felt around him.&nbsp; And then there came another thrust, this one faster, harder, but every bit as deep as the others as if trying to ensure that he filled her completely with every thrust that he gave her.<br><br>The heat from their bodies filled the small space between them and the sweat that formed on his abs slowly ran down his stomach, along his hips, down his thighs, and started to pool on her thighs, only adding to the mess that was being created down there.&nbsp; But he didn't care about that.&nbsp; All he cared about was filling his girlfriend up over and over again.&nbsp; His hands, which had been on either side of her head, moved down along her shoulders and down her arms until they reached her wrists.&nbsp; And with a strong pull, both of her hands were forced up over her head and pinned there by his firm grip.&nbsp; She was now powerless against him unless her glasses got removed, which he was confident that they were.&nbsp; And it was only then that he finally stopped holding back.&nbsp; Because he had been holding back, giving her a chance to get used to the sensations of him being inside her.&nbsp; To get used to being filled up.&nbsp; Because now it was time for her to fuck her.<br><br>There was no longer any pause between his thrusts and she barely had time to register one thrust before another was filling her up, the head of his cock slamming violently into her over and over against as his hips met her thighs over and over again.&nbsp; Groans and growls of pleasure washed over him and if she dared to open her eyes behind her glasses, she would see him looking down at her with an expression that clearly communicated the intense pleasure that was washing over his body every time he filled her up.&nbsp; It was beyond anything he'd ever felt before and he was determined to wring every little ounce of pleasure from this moment that he could.&nbsp; And even as he felt that all too familiar sensation deep in the pit of his stomach, he ignored it and continued to bury himself in Salem.&nbsp; Nothing could stop him at this point, even if she tried to beg off.&nbsp; He was completely oblivious to anything but the intense heat between her thighs and his own growing need to fill it until neither of them had anything left to offer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>03-11-2017, 04:08:42</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZbqOhAY.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Salem Summers<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Some lovely pre-sex talk and sexiness<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: nude<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Conner Almasy<br><hr><hr>The oils and lotions on Salem’s skin were starting to make her slick from the sweat. Her arms floated away from Connor, as his body moved back and forth on&nbsp; top of her, she found herself vibrating through the intense overwhelming explosion of sexuality. A bit of ease slipped over her panicked mind. A calm was washing her down in steaming hot water. <strong>“Ohnnnn.” </strong>As her arms floated back toward the wall behind the bed, she arched her back and took a deep breath in. Chest heaving, her body releasing the squeeze she’d hand and rolling her head back. Her inner walls weren’t clenched any longer, but it didn’t relieve much pressure. Salem was a quivering nerve on the bed, and she was toned muscle from head to toe; young, pert, bendable and resilient. As his fourth thrust came with more speed, she wailed for the first time,<strong> “Aaah!”</strong> Salem’s throat was at full volume. She made no decision to do it. Her hands came to her glasses and she smiled widely as Conner initiated her into adulthood.<br><br>Her eyes were closed over her glasses, so she hadn’t seen Conner reach for her wrists, but she could feel his center of gravity change. She let him force her legs apart, her outer thighs were only inches off of the surface of the bed, with her knees bent, it was easy to open wide. The blushing petals of Salem’s pussy were bright against her pale skin. Her tummy was going red, as were her breasts and her neck. She was perfectly pink under him as he brought her hands upward further, pinning them down above her head. <br><br>Salem felt comfortable, having Conner inside, filling her up, it was more relieving that she’d ever expected. She felt more safe with his body pressed into hers, protected, and cared for. The pinching of her muscles was gone. It was replaced with stretching, deep intestinal pressure, a clit so tight that it felt like a live wire. She felt hot and angry, but she was peaceful and excited. The sensation of being held down and fucked moved her deeply. It was too big, it felt like everything that could be felt was being felt. Every emotion and every type of pain. Her chest was banging, and she was so happy she felt like laughing. But, she couldn’t maintain a breath without moaning, screaming, or biting her lip while she tried to talk.<br><br>Then, Conner’s fifth real thrust turned into something different. <br><br>She was calm enough to think on some kind of rational level. His hips were smacking against her inner thighs. His pelvis bounced off of her clit once or twice every second, not with every press and retreat, but Salem couldn’t really tell the difference anymore. She knew that she should be trying to do something more than just lay on her back and let him do all the work. But, she couldn’t fathom doing much else as he picked up speed and force. <strong>“Nnnn.”</strong> Salem was biting her lip, trying not to scream. She knew that she needed to try and be quiet. It would have been best to be in a place that she was allowed to wail and beg for him to keep going. But, the sense of insecurity almost made everything more fun, and dangerous. <br><br>It was nice to have her hands above her head, held there and out of the equation. Her legs were useless too, so she just let them hang to the side like unlatched doors in the wind. She opened her eyes happily, aware now that she wouldn’t be dumb enough to knock her glasses off. <br><br>She could see better now, even through her slinted expression. She whimpered in pain, lost her breath constantly, gasping with an airy sharp ring, moaning and grunting. <strong>“Nn-adn-ano.”</strong> She’d tried several words at once there, and none of it had sounded like a sentence. <strong>“Fu-ughk”</strong> Salem’s eyes rolled back into her head. She couldn’t tell when he was sliding in, there was a deep tick of sharpness at the back wall of her cervix. But, she’d never put anything that deep in her pussy before. Still, she knew, instinctively what that pain was, and she instantly desired it.<br><br>Something clicked in her too, she knew that whenever that wave of sharp pain tickled her, that was when he was at his deepest, it went in line with when her clit screamed on impact, and when the forming bruises in her inner thighs tapped a shade brighter. Salem also figured, instinctively, <em>‘that’s when i should squeeze’.</em><br><br>She tried, as Conner slammed into her, to squeeze and release in rhythm with his powerful body. But, it felt like swimming for the first time. She breathed when she shouldn’t, she tried to stroke when she ought have let the momentum move her. As Conner slammed in, every other thrust or more, she was off, squeezing upon entry. With one stroke, she held the tightness, with the next she’d let herself relax when he pulled back. But every few thrusts she did it right, releasing as he drove in, and squeezed as he retreated back.<br><br>Salem wanted to scream, it was impossible to get things right so quickly. It hurt badly, sharp red slaps inside of her cunt. Then there was the white heat of cream that was making her warm and shake, it made her toes curl and her eyes roll upward. She turned her head and bit him, rather hard. She wasn’t trying to draw blood, but her voice was threatening to shout outward. <strong>“Ouhn.”</strong> Salem released his arm and rolled her head about. She had no idea how long this had been happening. Her sense of time was vanished. <br><br>But in a sudden rush of clarity, she realized she could look down and watch his cock slide inside of her. <em>‘I dare you…’</em> a childish voice in her head taunted Salem. She was afraid to look down, and see it, <em>‘blood?’</em> The sight of blood might have scared her, but she was resolute. Salem released the arch in her back and squeezed her tummy, it made conner’s angle change and she shouted once, almost like a bark, <strong>“Ahhgk!”</strong> The pain made her smile, <strong>“Oooh, Fuck.”</strong><br><br>Salem lifted her head and pressed her crown against Conner’s chest. Looking down, she could see it, the pulsing of their bodies. It was all shaded crimson and shaded. But, she could watch him go in, and slide out. His cock was glistening. Everything looked pink to her, the cream at the base of him, and the space between them. Salem purred and let her head fall back against the pillows again. Her breath sounded painful, squeaking and whining as it came in and out. <strong>“Oh Fuck!” </strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>13-11-2017, 04:56:38</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9049666/870full-daniel-bederov.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Conner Almasy<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Deep inside his girlfriend.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Salem Summers<br><hr><hr><br>Conner had had sex before Salem.&nbsp; He wasn't a virgin by any stretch of the imagination, but this was different.&nbsp; The ones before had been fun, there was no denying that fact, but Salem was special.&nbsp; Perhaps it was because he truly cared about her in a way that he hadn't cared about the few before her, or perhaps it was because she was truly a virgin and thus he felt like he had to make her first time remarkable, and worth remembering, but he couldn't help but feel that this night was something special.&nbsp; And that every little movement and noise that she made was important.&nbsp; And it was, he knew, and he savored everything that she gave him, every gasp, scream, cry, and word.&nbsp; This was his Salem and he was making her feel this way and he felt his grip on her wrists tighten a bit as he made sure that they stayed right where he wanted them so that she couldn't do anything about it.&nbsp; His thrusts continued to drive hard and deep, his hips slamming into her inner thighs and clit more often than they didn't.<br><br>It was then that he noticed something was different.&nbsp; Half the time, she would be extremely tight when he went in and then a bit looser, if she could ever be called loose with how tight she was, when he pulled back.&nbsp; And then the other half, it was reversed and she felt simply amazing.&nbsp; Not that he didn't enjoy her before that, but it took him a moment to realize that she was trying to be more involved and add to their pleasure.&nbsp; He just smiled and kissed her hard when he realized this, loving how she was trying to make it better for the both of them.&nbsp; Sure, she only got it right maybe half of the time, loosening to allow him entry and then tightening to make it harder for him to pull out, but the times she got it right felt incredible and it wasn't like her not getting it right ruined things at all.&nbsp; In fact, he was surprised that she was doing this when it was only her first time and he expected that she would be more concerned with just getting through it.<br><br>Suddenly, she moved in a way that he wasn't expecting, her entire body seemingly curling in on itself and causing his angle to change in a way that was actually a bit painful, though also very intensely pleasurable.&nbsp; A groan of pleasure escaped him as he tried to figure out what she was doing and when he felt the crown of her head resting against his chest for a moment, he figured it out and it caused him to chuckle for a moment.&nbsp; She wanted to see it.&nbsp; She wanted to see what it looked like to have him thrusting deep inside of her.&nbsp; To have his cock burying itself in her core over and over again, striking at her deepest places.&nbsp; He shifted just enough, allowing his hips to rise a bit so she would clearly be able to see his cock as it pushed into her, a slight hint of blood on it from her cherry being popped, though he wasn't entirely sure if she'd be able to really see it with her glasses on.&nbsp; He'd borrowed them once just to see what the world looked like from behind then and was a bit disturbed by how they bathed everything in a sort of crimson light, but that was her world and the only way she could view the world safely.<br><br><strong>"Did you like the view?"</strong> he asked her as she settled back down onto the bed, <strong>"To see me thrusting into your pretty little pussy over and over again."</strong>&nbsp; He smirked as he emphasized every word that he spoke with a hard thrust into her body.&nbsp; He leaned down and kissed her hard, ignoring the slight hint of blood on her lips from biting down on them and his tongue invaded her mouth as he continued to thrust into her, each one as hard and deep as he could get, almost like he was determined to push right into her womb, even though that was impossible to actually do.&nbsp; His hand continued to press her wrists down into the bed hard, pinning her and making sure that she was completely at his mercy, which he knew they both liked.&nbsp; It only added to the excitement and intensity of their lovemaking, which was what this was despite all the hard and aggressive thrusting.&nbsp; They were making love.&nbsp; All out raw fucking was something that they could try later once she was used to the idea of him inside her.<br><br>Right now, there was a much more pressing thing on his mind.&nbsp; And that was that he was rapidly growing closer to his own release.&nbsp; He had been trying to hold it back as long as he could, making sure that she got to enjoy her first time for as long as he could make it last.&nbsp; But that was quickly coming to an end and as he broke the kiss, he let out a powerful groan as he hammered into her, his thrusts gaining a certain urgency to them that wasn't there before.&nbsp; <strong>"Oh fuck Salem,"</strong> he groaned out as he rested his forehead against hers and looked into her eyes through the glasses, <strong>"I'm gonna cum baby.&nbsp; Is that what you want?&nbsp; To feel me cum inside you?&nbsp; Or do you want me to pull out?&nbsp; Tell me now, baby.&nbsp; What do you want?"</strong>&nbsp; It went without saying that if she didn't tell him what she wanted quickly, then he would decide for her.&nbsp; And if that happened, then she was going to get filled up with his cum because he wasn't pulling out unless she made him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>18-11-2017, 11:12:50</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZbqOhAY.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Salem Summers<br><strong>Location</strong>: Conner and Piotr's Dorm<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, 2017<br><strong>Content</strong>: Some lovely pre-sex talk and sexiness<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: nude<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Closed, Conner Almasy<br><hr><hr>The blasting explosion of sensation was starting to fade. The pain was real, Salem had never felt a pain like this. It was a remarkably rewarding pain. It was a rising tide. It was a boiling pot of water. It felt like she was melting, and stretching apart. But, her body loved it, pumping heavy doses of happy drugs into her endocrine system. Her confidence in the situation was expanding. She was growing familiar with this sensation. <em>‘This is so good.’</em> It was the most complicated thought she could put together by far.<br><br>But, Salem was adjusting, her eyes were open, her breathing was slowing down. A sharp little whine only escaped her chest with every few thrusts as her tits bounced up and down under Conner’s powerful body. He was pounding her, a trial by fire it seemed. If Salem didn’t know him so well, if he didn’t know her so well, she might have had the wrong emotions for this. But, they did know each other. Conner had spanked her before. When they’d made out, she’d made her desire to be mistreated obvious. She liked things to be rough and a little out of control. Sex was private, it was personal, and she trusted this young man. It was the only time she could ever lose control, whether she was alone or in a group. This was it. And she was finally coming around to understand the situation. She wasn’t learning how to flex her inner walls correctly yet, but she kept trying. She squeezed at the right time more commonly, but she was nowhere close to perfect.<br><br>As his cock slammed into her with aggressive succession, Salem mumbled under her breath, <em>‘It needs to keep going,’</em> which had sounded more like, <strong>“Initas-key-poe-ing.”</strong> It fired from her in one short exhale, and the next breath was a short moan. <strong>“Conner. Oh Conner.”</strong> She was looking up at him again, putting her eyes onto his through the shield of her ruby-quartz vision.<br><br>She chuckled as she moaned. Salem had the urge to reach out and touch him for making her laugh while he fucked her. But, her arms were confined, and the sensation of being stretched in her ribs made her whine. So, her legs acted instead, they had been limp and hanging off to the side, but she used them now to caress her man. Her thighs gently slid across his hips. Her ankles slid on the outside of his thighs, wet from sweat and the oils of leftover lotion. She squeezed gently, as if her legs were hugging him. <strong>“I saw it…”</strong> She didn’t take too long to breathe and whine, <strong>“It’s so big, I can’t believe it fi- uhn!”</strong> She grunted with a sharp tickle in her throat. <strong>“-fits in me like th- tha- uuuhn!” </strong>Salem was trying to finish the sentence, but she figured she’d said enough to please him. <br><br>She stopped trying to flex her pussy, and just let him have his way with her body. <br><br>It was what she desired from him the whole time anyway, and she was starting to realize that as she allowed him entry, releasing everything, and giving him some kind of manageable pressure to work with. Salem’s tight fit was welcoming and dripping with pink cream. <br><br><strong>“Oh God.”</strong> The mess of Salem Summers was a squeak toy, and a moaning mixture of madness and sweat. <strong>“It’s hot.”</strong> She almost sound concerned about a fire starting. The red head didn’t even know what she was saying. It just sounded right.<br><br>She could feel the change in his thrusts, he was pulling back with gentle delays and driving in as if he was trying to break her. His hips slammed against her clit, and her inner thighs shouted with sharpness as the bruises that had formed were struck even harder. She felt extra warm, the waves of white screaming pleasure were making her entire spine hot. When he slammed into the deepest part of her, she could feel the tension in him pouring into her. And another distinct part of sex exploded in clarity to her. She squeezed his hands with her own as she felt him pick up his intensity even more than he had before. She knew what was going to happen. The rumors were true, and she knew where the conclusion of sex would lead them.<br><br><em>‘He’s going to cum.’</em> Her instincts shouted at her, the deep primitive mind that she was tapping into could tell exactly what was going on. <strong>“I know..”</strong> Salem hummed at him with absolute understanding. She was in pure hysterics, happily laying still, squeezing him, holding his hands, and tightening her thighs against him. <strong>“I want it wh-”</strong> She looked directly up at him and collected herself. Her whole body was bouncing under his desperate thrusts. <strong>“Do it where you want to. I want it your way.”</strong> Her calm was seductive and mystical, she tilted her head and whined in between words. She had used the wrong words. She needed it his way. She needed to know what it was like when a man poured himself into her completely. <strong>“I’m ready.”</strong><br><br>She could feel it, when he came, she wanted him to cum with every fiber of her being, she wanted him to release everything into her, and instinctively, she knew that Conner would cum exactly where she wanted him to. And she gave him the full caring permission to do whatever he wanted. Salem parted her lips and her head jerked up toward him in tiny little ticks of movement. She wanted to be kissed. <br>
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