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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 19, 2010 20:59:02 GMT -5
[/b] As they kissed hungrily, he began to tire of feeling her lips and tongue. It was a great sensation, yes, but he wasn't going to wait. Like a boy watching his father buying him a lollipop, he anxiously placed his hands on her belt and unbuckled her belt and pants. Just as he had unzipped her zipper, he fell into a state of pleasure from the slow kiss that sucked at his soul. Finding their way to her waist, his hands felt her bare skin and slid up slowly, hoping to excite her just enough so that she would feel the hunger as if it was torture. Suddenly remembering that he was about to work on getting rid of her pants, he moved his hands back toward her waist. Instead of grabbing ahold of her pants, however, he allowed his right hand to roam freely down under her pants and trace its way along her underwear until the hand had reached the frontal patch of fabric that cloaked her crotch. His fingers crawled slowly in place, feeling his fingertips rubbing against her through the fabric. [/ul] ooc: Sorry for lame post, I'm not very experienced at mature threads to be honest xD[/size]
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Post by coffee on Jan 20, 2010 3:21:15 GMT -5
Suraya [/size] sighed the touch of her breasts against his bare chest, hands wondering hungrily as mouths seemed to become frustrated. All wanted more, needed more. A dazzling smile as he spoke, her tongue found his neck trailing blissfully down its length. "So sue me" fingers fumbling with her belt set her own in motion. Working diligently on his. A hand aching to feel him grazed his crotch feeling the hardening member beneath the denim material. Suraya gasped desire had taken over. Eyes closed as ecstasy became a friend, his hands gliding up caressing her breasts. So slowly it was an erotic torture then tracing them downwards once more unti his teasing fingers sensuously caressed her through the thin light fabric of her thong. Not ever being one for wearing underwear at the best of times, she cursed that she had done so tonight. The need to have him closer, deeper was growing by the minute as her own hands opened his trousers. Not being quite so formal or as teasing, Suraya went for the kill. A cold hand reached inside his boxers taking hold instantly of his penis, his hard long shaft that was only getting harder with her administrations. Gentle strokes became heated looking into this eyes, a smile before stepping back removing her hand hesitantly and removing his. Placing thumbs into the waist of her jeans she pushed them downward, kicking them off to the side. Not once breaking eye contact, she removed her panties smiling again at him. The levels of alcohol could be blamed of course for their heated stolen moment but the raw need to simply copulate with another human being was strong. She found him hotter than hell and he apparantly thought she was pretty hot. A step towards him once more and her mouth found his, the kiss brief before her hands lowered to his trousers. A smile and she was lowering them down, she was lowering down. Removing them completely,boxers included Suraya knelt before him stroking and caressing his shaft. Harder and harder he grew, her hungry mouth could stand the suspense no longer, claiming ownership of his cock. [/font][/color][/blockquote] Wearing: [/color][/size] Outfit [/color] Word Count:[/color][/size] 357[/color] Tagged:[/color][/size] Rayder[/color] Listening to:[/color][/size] Night of the Hunter – 30 Seconds to Mars[/color] Notes Worth Mentioning:[/color][/size] the girl has to do all the work again huh [/color] [/blockquote]
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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 21, 2010 10:56:07 GMT -5
[/b] His breathing became slightly paced as he looked down and watched as she proceeded to continue the task at hand. [/ul] ooc: Yeaaaaaah probably xD[/size]
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Post by coffee on Jan 21, 2010 18:05:52 GMT -5
Suraya [/size] sitting on the case attempting to close it had of course contemplated the possibility of them being together but she seriously didn't believe it would happen. Yet here they were, their bodies reacting as if old friends, as if knowing instantly how the other ticked.The slightest touch of his skin on hers, the very scent of him was driving her insane. This was bizarre and so out of character. Her mouth moved diligently over his member. Her fingers caressing now his sac. The pulsating of his shaft meeting the deep throated pull from her mouth. Tongue flicked against skin, soothing tender flesh, manipulating the foreskin, drawing it back and sucking harder. Hands moved to fold around the shaft slowly extracting him from her mouth. Long and hard, solid to the touch her fingers continued to play with him as she stood up. Lips found his once again. Not being a slave here in this room with him meant she had not had to suck him off to the bitter end, there was only one journey's end she wanted his shaft to be, closer she pressed herself to him. Moving hands aside, breasts touching his chest. Her tongue traced delicate lines across his jaw. Suraya moved away, admired his naked frame. Glided her hands down his chest once more before walking away. At least the ground was carpeted, shoddily with a disgusting pattern but preferable by far to hard cold tiling. Watching his every movement Suraya lay down, a palm raised crooking fingers up and beckoning him too her. Hands cupped pert breasts in anxious waiting. Rayder it seemed had forgotten his own position as master. Right now it was two teenagers wanting sexual gratification from one another nothing more or so she would tell herself for some time to come. Waiting now for him to come to her, a smile as slowly she opened her legs to him. There was no denying just what she craved. [/font][/color][/blockquote] Wearing: [/color][/size] Outfit [/color] Word Count:[/color][/size] 329[/color] Tagged:[/color][/size] Rayder[/color] Listening to:[/color][/size] Night of the Hunter – 30 Seconds to Mars[/color] Notes Worth Mentioning:[/color][/size] the boy so better do something - bring back the muse [/color] [/blockquote]
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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 23, 2010 16:53:29 GMT -5
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Post by coffee on Jan 25, 2010 6:46:24 GMT -5
Suraya [/size] felt unsure at first whether or not Rayder would cross the few steps that divided them. Her naked body glorious in it's abject yearning for pleasure seemingly beckoned to a similar desire in his own. She had enjoyed immensely the taste of him, the feel of him inside her mouth but yearned for so much more. He was there on his knees before her, Suraya's mouth opened in expectation. Face shimmering with undiluted lust a gasp of ecstasy escaped her as he slid fingers inside. The rhythm that ensued was deeply erotic, shivers coursed up and down her spine, circulating and building in every fiber of her being. It had been too long, his attention to detail was astounding. Suraya's long fingers curled tightly on his shoulders. Green eyes spoke volumes as she looked at him, unable to veil the need in her that increased with each stroke, with each deliberate thrust. Unable to take much more, her mouth crushed down on his once more before releasing him to observe the expressions of his own face. He was having just as much fun as she was. A smile crossed her lips then and she could not help but beg him to take her. The plea was filled with not just the wanton lust that tore through her at the touch of his knowledgeable fingers but with a longing that had not been felt before. At first he merely rubbed against her as if teasing her, slender arms came around his back, hands gliding down the arms that now propped him up. Every morsel of him was divine to her in that moment, wishing for time to halt as he finally pierced her, Suraya clung to him. Delighting in the feel of him. Fingers slowly glided down the length of his spine, spinal shivers coursing throughout as hands came to rest on a perfect ass. Her hips rocked gently with movements similar to his own. Pulsating sensual movements that did not seem in any way drink induced. Again hands roamed coming to cradle his face as her lips softly caressed his, tongue playfully sporting with his own. [/font][/color][/blockquote] Wearing: [/color][/size] Outfit [/color] Word Count:[/color][/size] 360[/color] Tagged:[/color][/size] Rayder[/color] Listening to:[/color][/size] Night of the Hunter – 30 Seconds to Mars[/color] Notes Worth Mentioning:[/color][/size] the boy dazzled me completely lol sorry if reply was lame, hard to measure up to awesomeness [/color] [/blockquote]
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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 27, 2010 3:42:11 GMT -5
[/b] Quickly moving toward his jeans he grabbed at the pockets, reaching in and pulling out a black leather wallet. Flipping open the wallet he slid his finger into the inner pocket, as if hidden for a purpose, and pulled out a small square-shaped packet. Ripping open the packet with ease he took the rubber from within and rolled it over his shaft without hesitation. It would have been bad if he had gone on forgetting it for the rest of the way. Back in high school when they kept badgering each and every single student about the importance of using protection, it was actually valuable information despite the fact that kids were simply “too cool” to listen and gain anything out it. Of course when circumstances occur in which protection was an option, the majority actually remembered enough of the blahs from sex ed programs to use it. As Rayder did not want to have a random baby appearing on his front porch, he was one of the many who took the message of safe sex to heart. Quickly moving back to Suraya, who seemed to have been frustrated with the wait, although it was no more than thirty seconds, he grinned and traced his hands up her legs, getting her ready for him to play with again. As he situated himself in basically the same position as before, without thought of teasing, he found his way into her once more. As he propped himself up with his arms, faint marks of veins began to appear down his arm. Blood rushing down through the arms, the veins soon became not only visible but durable. He rocked his hips, thrusting into her at a comfortable pace. Lips digging into hers he lowered his body, pressing against her, almost lying on top of her fully. As his tongue tangled with hers again, their bodies stuck together and he moved within her a bit slower than before.[/ul][/size]
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Post by coffee on Jan 29, 2010 4:40:30 GMT -5
Suraya [/size] glanced downwards unable to distinguis limb from limb, bodies melding as if one writhing form lay out before her. Perspiration beads glistened, trickling down pale skin, fingers touching, trailing, exploring. Rayder's mouth on hers, predatory yet tender. How many times had other dj's drunkenly spoken of their nights of lust with club clientele? Often she had merely smiled along, nodding as if understanding but rarely did she hook up with any one from the club. What had made him different? Pale eyes glanced at him as bodies disentangled themselves. A disappointed groan dragged it's way from the pit of her soul. Was he so callously leaving her? No, rummaging in his pockets he found a condom, deft fingers carefully adjusted it to his member. A swell of affection built within her, blinking incredulously at him a smile danced on her swollen lips, ravaged by his own. Biting her lip she wanted to tell him it was ok, she had it sorted too. A frustrated glimmer masked her features wanting him so badly in that moment. His thoughtfulness overwhelmed her, a grin before hands found themselves roaming up her legs. She tensed, gasped expectantly. Heavy eyelids barely open, provocative groan of supplication as once again he lowered himself to her. Suraya gave herself up to him, welcomed him deep within her once more. Hands reaching to hold onto his arms, a quick glance head rolling to the side as her body pushed against him. Moving sensuously, the tune she rocked out now was an old one. One of passion, heat, longing a dance begun at the dawn of time. Two bodies united, pulsing to the ancient rhythm. No tune she had in her precious case sounded so good as the brush of skin on skin, gentle sighs and pleasurable grunts, of lips, tongues, breasts, legs, arms every body part caressing, Building up, slowing the pace, elaborating each contact. His name was uttered into the crevices of the small room, fingers dug deep, hands holding him tightly to her. Once again they were molded to one another. As lips broke apart she stared at him. Continued to look as she was rocked slowly into orbit, mouth open expelling the tiniest of sounds. Whimpers of ecstasy and for the briefest of moments when it seemed the cosmos was in her reach, love. [/font][/color][/blockquote] Wearing: [/color][/size] Outfit though at this point technically nothing [/color] Word Count:[/color][/size] 393[/color] Tagged:[/color][/size] Rayder[/color] Listening to:[/color][/size] Night of the Hunter – 30 Seconds to Mars[/color] Notes Worth Mentioning:[/color][/size] girl getting her groove on[/color] [/blockquote]
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Post by rayder levias king on Feb 2, 2010 3:09:48 GMT -5
ooc: sorry for the godmoding in the second paragraph, needed to push this along, didn’t want to post like 3 more paragraphs about the same thing haha
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