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  • #82225
    Eva_RG
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                                                             ……….. BIG SIGHs …………

                                                                              :D      :D      :D

    #82226
    tangoracer
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    …sigh…
    :D  :D  :D
    #82227
    jayc
    Participant

    Clapping with a big smile.

    :)  :)  :)

    #82229
    Mollie
    Participant

    …sigh…
    :D      :D      :D

    #82230
    old_goat
    Participant

    …sigh…
      :D    :D    :D

    #82232
    Lover
    Participant

    If i look at your house its “Woodstock” ;)

    Pleasantville, Moodena,  Lovington, Peacity (lol..might sound ugly), Mull of Kintyre, Bluelake Mountain

    *sigh* would be funny being neighbours…

    #82233
    jayc
    Participant

    Stone and I have lived on the other side of the lake for the last 2 years. take the lake road all the way around and you will see a sign made from a oak stump “HYPERION HOMESTEAD” but be warned the gate is  guarded by a Gnome. in fact there so many gnomes on the property i have lost count  :D

    ask Stone for a complete name list  ;)

    #82234
    Stone
    Participant

    Stanley and Doris flew through time and space from the AB&G and landed on the dirt track on both feet, turning at horizontal warp speed to a slow vertical gliding walk within seconds.  Two wispy dust whirls are left in their wake.

    The lights from the AB&G could be seen from certain vantage points turning on, then off at sequenced intervals in the distance, almost to the beat of the music, played by The Cocks N Roses at the impromptu Crystal Lake venue.

    The Grills glide unseen through the night, passed the parked trucks and towards the music and merriment by the lake.

    They close in on the celebrations and hold hands as they mingle in the crowds, noting the dancing couples, the jokes and friendly banter between friends.

    They move towards the new build of the cabin and elevate to peak through the window on the top floor. Doris squeezes Stanley’s hands as they see the naked couple inside. Covems is cradling Amy in his arms, wearing his new hat. He proudly shows off all the hard work,  he has done and prepared for his new bride.

    “They have a beautiful home here” Doris comments, “I wonder what they will call it?”

    “Maybe,  “Hakan Halona”  Stanley smiles.  Doris looks at him puzzled. 
    “It’s Native American and means –  Fire of Happy Fortune”  Stanley shrugs.

    Doris sighs content and the window begins to slowly ice,  spreading a crystalized film on the glass pane. “That is one of the many reasons I agreed to marry you, you can be so thoughtful & romantic”

    She nudges Stanley, an idea forming,  “ I think we should give them a helping hand on their wedding night” she whispers.
    Stanley laughs softly and agrees,  “You can do Amy, I’ll do Covems.” 

    Doris focuses on Amy as Stanley does the same with Covems. They both enter their minds and begin a gentle search and scan. They find the libido switch in their minds and brains and ratchet up  the sex drive and body responses a couple of notches.

    Doris whispers, “You think 5 powerful orgasms will be enough tonight?” she checks with Stanley.

    “Best make it 8,” Stanley advises, “Covems will have at least that and be ready for more in seconds. He will be an absolute Stallion on his wedding night and Amy will be Sally Sandbagged for sure”

    “That’s a lovely wedding gift for such a charming couple, “ Doris sighs again.

    A wonderful smell of jasmine fills the air and wafts over the new Cabin as they float around admiring the new home.

    “I think it’s working already.. look” Doris observes, as Amy snuggles into Covems neck and his impressive erection begins to grow. 

    Doris conjures up two red roses and floats them through the air to lay on the pillows of the newly spoused couple.

    They both chuckle and slowly lower to the ground below.

    “Shall, we see who else, may need a bit of Grill magic?”  Doris suggests, eager to try out more of their mind control powers.

    “ I think it would be a  crime not to, “  Stanley answers,  “and I think I see just the people to help on their way” …

    Edited by Brandybee in consultation with Stone.

    #82235
    jayc
    Participant

    The wedding guests  mingle and chat around the fire sipping drinks. I toss on a few more logs and get a real good blaze going. Its a beautiful autumn evening, a warm breeze blows through the trees and the turning leaves rattle in response. The campfire smoke begins to move towards me and I say loudly……”I hate rabbits!” and the smoke begins to move away.

    A few guests look at me puzzled and I explain.

    “When I was a kid camping with my Dad, we would sit around the fire and if the smoke got in your eyes you said I hate rabbits and more often then not the smoke moved to somebody else, try it if you don’t believe me.”

    I walk away from the fire and hear Pafe say “I hate rabbits” then laugh as the smoke goes towards Brandy. I grab a few beers and spot Stone by the food table and give her a wink and motion towards the lake shore.

    My arm around my spouse we find a large boulder on the shore and sit at the waters edge. We sit close in a comfortable silence looking at the stars and moon enjoying the moment. My mind goes back to the many wonderful  nights we came out here when I was courting Stone.

    Stone points to all the moon diamonds for the taking tonight and we giggle like teenagers. I turn her head and kiss her deeply. Stone breaks our kiss and points across the lake. From our vantage point we can see the edge of town up on the ridge and we can see flickering lights.

    “Is that the Bar?” I whisper

    “I think so,”   Stone Whispers back

    “Maybe the dwarfs are playing games,”  I reply

    “No, they are all out here with us,”  Stone answers.

    “Maybe it's just the trees blowing in the breeze,”  I offer an explanation.

    “Speaking of the bar, did you put up the poster announcing the Halloween party?” Stone asks.

    “It's on my desk, I will put it up tomorrow, enough about work,”  I kiss her deeply again.

    As we snog, a strong blast of wind roars down the ridge and across the lake, I catch a whiff of jasmine, or is it my imagination? Followed by a distinct chill. The blast of wind makes ripples in the moon lit lake, then I see it………… a V of ripples going the opposite direction.

    Stone whispers,  “Hi Ellie”

    We watch in silence and awe and  then hear somebody yell,  “I hate rabbits!” followed by laughter.

    Old Joe sits near the fire enjoying a beer and cigar smiling at the “I hate rabbits war going on.
    A strong gust of wind blows through and he smells Jasmine and a cool hand touches his neck.

    Showing no surprise,  he silently mouths the words, ”Hello Doris, Hello Stanley” …    

       

    #82236
    mercer78
    Participant

    I slowly join the others around the campfire nervously still very new to the group.

    Still enthralled by all games and fascinated by all the wonderful people.  I'd been to the bar only a couple of times and this my first time at the lake.

    From the fantastic performance by the Cocks & Roses to the way Covems and his dwarfs had done such a stellar job on the cabin.

    “This is an incredible party,” I thought to myself.  The newlyweds look so happy, as did everyone.

    Looking on the women in particular all seemed a little misty eyed. I couldn't help but become a little misty eyed myself.
    As I did a soft sweet scent filled my nostrils I think is was jasmine or something similar.

    For some reason,  the scent took me away into a dream of dancing with a beautiful woman alone by the lake. Around and around we went completely enthralled by each other and very much in love. 
    The kind of love I've never known in real life but now I felt it as real as if it were my own. 
    We spun faster and faster until we both fell over giggling like children. 
    When we had gathered our senses, we looked straight into each others eyes, but for some reason I couldn't make out face. 
    I knew she was beautiful, then suddenly a face full of smoke brought me back to my senses I stumbled for a moment then took a slot around the campfire.

    Although like I said before, I was new to the group and dateless, I didn't feel alone.   I saw Stone and Jayc cuddling on a boulder near the shore. They seemed to be enjoying some “alone” time.

    I was sat near Old Joe and laughed at the “I hate rabbits”  comments, especially when I asked  why.  Smoke came our way and in unison Old Joe & I said ” I hate rabbits”  and strangely, the wood smoke dispersed in the direction of someone else.
    We all burst out laughing and a bottle of beer was handed to me.

    The smell of jasmine suddenly became stronger and the temperature dropped.  Smokey tendrils appeared as I breathed out and my ears felt the chill. I shivered, glad to be near the heat of the fire.

    I thought I heard whispers by my left ear and I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise, but, as I turned, no one was there.  A line in a song appeared in my head…  ” You Are My Man”  a powerful line in a song… but the name escaped me.

    Then I was pulled into a conversation about the unusual spousing ceremony and hoped that  Covem's and Amy's white blanket would colour to celebrate their wonderful times ahead.

    #82238
    Pafe
    Participant

    Hiya's…

      Sitting around the fire with all our friends, who are playing the “I hate rabbits” game.  I whisper to Satoire… “I hope they don't mean us.”  I feel a buzzing at my side and check my communicator. 

      Excusing myself from the circle, I go check the message that has come in.  “Hmmmm….”  I mutter, then I go get Satoire. 

      “Sat, we have to go.”  I say quietly to her.  She gets up and I take her by the hand as we head for the cabin.  “We'll need transportation, maybe Cove will lend us his truck.”

      We get inside… oh my… the cabin is beautiful!  I say so to Satoire, she replies that she wouldn't have expected anything less with Covems involved.

      I call up to get Cove's attention and explain that we have to leave, but we need a ride or some other means of transport.  A set of keys lands on the floor in front of us.  Satoire picks them up.

      “Congratulations, you two.”  We call up to Amy and Covems.  “We wish you two nothing but happiness, and we're so grateful to you for allowing us to partake in the celebrations, and also, Dear Covems, for being our friend for all this time.”

      “If you ever need anything, please do not hesitate to ask us.  Good-bye for now.  We'll take good care of your truck.”  Satoire says.

      Returning to the fire, we make our intentions known.  “Satoire and I have to leave… something's come up that needs our attention.  We want to thank everyone for the fun, and for helping to make the happy couple's day even more special.”

      We get into the truck, Satoire starts it… backs out of the space… and we drive off.

    Thanks for letting me share,
    Pafe

    #82239
    Stone
    Participant

    All the guests sadly watch Pafe and Satoire leave but when they are on a mission, they have to go. Duty calls. We all wish them well and God Speed, kiss them on the cheek and watch them drive off in Covems truck.

    Doris and Stanley glided round the camp fire and wedding guests looking thoughtful at each one, occasionally nodding and chuckling. 
    “We can have some fun this Halloween,”  Doris whispered to Stanley excited.
    Stanley nodded in agreement,  “We can certainly sow the seeds in their minds to have uncontrollable urges. Who shall we do first?”

    “I thought you would never ask,”  Mrs Grill giggled  focusing on the very handsome form of the Master of ceremonies,  Lover.
    Stanley looked over in the same direction. “ Oh my, you wouldn’t dare, Mrs Grill”
    Doris giggled again, “Oh, I would indeed Mr Grill, and I think Stone would particularly appreciate it”

    Doris focused on in the very intelligent mind of Lover, she scanned his deepest darkest secrets and unlocked the door of his mind.

    Carefully she planted the seed in Lover’s heterosexual mind –   😮   ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

    “ I want to lap dance for Bear, I need to show him my sexy Dad Dancing, I have to shed my clothes for him. I have to strip all my clothes  off till I am naked, for him, for Bear.  I need to pump up my muscles, show him my biceps, my six pack. I have to dance for Bear, I need to dance for Bear. He wants to see my sleek, toned sexy body. I am so sexy for him. He wants to see my special dance for him and him alone.”   Doris fed that seed and it began to grow. The urge quickly becoming overwhelming, taking over from all other thoughts in Lover’s mind. “ I NEED TO LAP DANCE FOR BEAR,  ( Compliments of Stone-  payback  hehe ) I LOVE HIM IN A NONE GAY WAY, I HAVE TO LAP DANCE FOR HIM”

    Next Doris focused in on Bear. She oozed into his head and planted the seed in his mind –    😮   :-*

    “ I think Lover is wonderful, he is so hot and sexy in a none gay way. I want to see his sexy dad dancing lap dance, I will appreciate all his efforts. I will always be his partner in the horse costume. I want to see his sexy, muscley body, I have to see  him strip. I need to see him dance. I need to sit in the centre of all the guests and wait for him. I am so looking forward to Lovers lap dance, for me. It’s so special he cares so much for me. I will be so touched and enjoy his special dance so much, I will be reduced to snivly tears  at the end and have to give him a man hug. “

    Bear suddenly spoke to his band mates and placed a chair  in the centre of the guests and not too far from the fire. The flickering light of the flames had a sexy glow and seemed to create a wonderful ambience, just the setting for what was about to come.  The guests seemed to make a natural circle, sensing something special will happen.    ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

    The Cocks N Roses began to play ….    AC/DC. The Jack        http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K2e2OKVhMQc….

         Cue …..   LOVER…..  arms waving in the air,  swaying his sexy little waist and tight bottom at Bear …

    She gave me the Queen
    She gave me the King
    She was wheelin' and dealin'
    Just doin' her thing
    She was holdin' a pair
    But I had to try
    Her Deuce was wild
    But my Ace was high
    But how was I to know
    That she'd been dealt with before
    Said she'd never had a Full House
    But I should have known
    From the tattoo on her left leg
    And the garter on her right
    She'd have the card to bring me down
    If she played it right

    Stone's got the jack, she got me back
    She's got the jack, she's got me back

    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got me back, back, back, back, back, back, back
    She's got the jack

    Poker face was her name
    Poker face was her nature
    Poker straight was her game
    If she knew she could get you
    She played 'em fast
    And she played 'em hard
    She could close her eyes
    And feel every card
    But how was I to know
    That she'd been shuffled before
    Said she'd never had a Royal Flush
    But I should have known
    That all the cards were comin'
    From the bottom of the pack
    And if I'd known what she was dealin' out
    I'd have dealt it back

    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got the jack, and who knows what else?
    She's got the jack, yeah, yeah
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got me back, back, back, back, back, back, back
    She's got the jack

    She's got the jack, she's got the jack,
    Ooh, It was a bad deal, (Jack)
    She gave me the (Jack), hey
    She's got the (Jack), she's got the (Jack)
    She's got the (Jack), ooh can't you tell
    She's got the (Jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack)
    (She's got the jack, she's got the Jack)
    She's got the jack, she's got the Jack
    She's got the jack, you never know!
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got the jack
    She's got the jack, and it hurts!
    (She's got the jack)
    She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
    STONE's  GOT YOU BACK     ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D  ::)   :P
    Aaaaaah!
    Thank you, I’m glad you liked the show ….. and God Bless.

    ( Doris & Stanley are taking requests for Halloween in the AB&G, let Brandybee know. All guests posting, please join in by smelling jasmine; icy temperatures, finding red roses, catching ghostly movements in the corner of your eye.. I’m sure you get the idea of ghostly… you are not alone ideas.. Thank you”       PS    Lover – gotchya back for the Hugh Jackman thing  😮  :D :D :D :D :D  )

    #82240
    Lover
    Participant

    I wave bye bye to Pafe and Sat and just want to go to Marilyn as my mind is dizzy… I don't know what's happening, but I hear my inner voice talking loud and clear
    “ I want to lap dance for Bear, I need to show him my sexy Dad Dancing, I have to shed my clothes for him. I have to strip all my clothes  off till I am naked, for him, for Bear.  I need to pump up my muscles, show him my biceps, my six pack. I have to dance for Bear, I need to dance for Bear. He wants to see my sleek, toned sexy body. I am so sexy for him. He wants to see my special dance for him and him alone.”   Doris fed that seed and it began to grow. The urge quickly becoming overwhelming, taking over from all other thoughts in Lover’s mind. “ I NEED TO LAP DANCE FOR BEAR,  I LOVE HIM IN A NONE GAY WAY, I HAVE TO LAP DANCE FOR HIM”

    In all my life before I never had this strong feeling – I know I HAVE to dance for bear and though neither me nor he are gay, I KNOW we both want it.
    Bear is talking to our guys from Cocks'n'Roses, placing a chair in the middle and sitting down – his eyes locked on me. I can't take my eyes off from him, while I'm starting to unbutton my shirt, slowly walking to him… As I almost reach him, I throw my shirt away. Moving like a snake while I'm zaking off my trousers as I hear the band starting with “The Jack Lyrics”. I'm waving my arms in the air, dancing around bear, my hand slowly moving along his neck…
    Smiling while I slowly move one leg about his thigs, sitting down on his lap.

    Stone's got the jack, she got me back
    She's got the jack, she's got me back

    My body dancing to freddies voice, my index finger moving above my my nose…my slightly opened lips wetting my finger… moving on above my chin.. my neck… my chest 

    She's got the jack, yeah, yeah
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack

    Now moving along my navel…stopping…. My other hand is taking bear's hand, placing it to my chest while the fingers of my right hand are walking up on his chest

    She's got the jack, yeah, yeah
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack
    She's got the jack, she's got the jack

    Our bodies are swaying to the rhythm of the song and we're both feeling the strong connection between us – not sexual, but true male love, like only men can have.

    The song finishes… I see saltwater in bear's eyes and I also am touched. He wraps his arms around me, hugging me, thanking for the dance – a dance I only did for him. My eyes get moist too…

    We both awake from our emotional state and look around. I get up, going to stone. “Congrats stone” I offer my hand… in a typical human reaction she wants to do a handshake – this moment I take her hand, turn and lift it, so she's looking into her own palm “Look at your palm – you feel relaxed and easy, forgetting thge world around and just hear my voice now” I tell her.

    This handshake interruption is hypnotizing everyone. A well known “program” is interrupted, our subconscious now is open for each order it gets. “Look around… you see many friends… and you also see” I raise my voice “Hugh Jackman standing opposite to you!” Her eyes get wide, she starts to smile and we all can hear “Oh my god…Hugh!”

    Everyone is surprised. Nobody can see Hugh, but Marilyn standing opposite. Stone is walking straight to her “This.. is.. Hugh!” She is stuttering….
    As she is close to enough to hug Marilyn, I clap my hands… “Stone, wake up!” Stone stops, shaking her head…  looking at Marilyn, turning around to me, seeing me laughing “You devil!”

    We both laugh and hug….

    #82242
    Brandybee
    Participant

    The choking wood smokes twirls and twists in my direction, swirling round my head, stinging my eyes and mixing with the air by my mouth and nose. I cough as it catches the back of my throat, and laugh at the same time, “I hate Rabbits”  I gasp  and sure enough the smoke slowly disappears only to form elsewhere a few minutes later.

    Pafe & Satoire make their excuses to go and kiss everyone good bye. They have been given a new mission. We wish them the best of luck and safe travels.

    I wipe my teary, smokey eyes and sniff my clothes. Wood smoke certainly clings to the cloth but in a good way. 

    The dance by Lover is spectacular. The moves are so flamboyant with sexy overtones. The flailing arms over his head shimmying down to snake down his body and thrusting his crotch in Bears direction in time to the music is just beautiful. He sings provocatively, just to Bear.  The loving eyes and pursed kissy lips is so touching. It is obvious to anyone watching, they care deeply for each other. 

    It is a beautiful thing to watch, that two heterosexual men are so in touch with their softer sides, they are not afraid to show the depth of their feelings for each other.
    And when, they hug, Bear is not the only one misty eyed. I dap my eyes and I hear Old Joe chuckling to himself.

    “Wood smoke,”  I explain,
    “It’s not you I’m giggling at,”  he answers amused.  “There’s just something strange in the air tonight”  He offers to get me another beer and I nod, “ Please”

    I watch as Stone seems to acting strangely towards Marilyn as though she is going to devour her on the spot. Then the next thing she is hugging Lover.  A very strange turn of events.

    Old Joe leaves me alone on the wooden log I am perched on to fetch the beers.  The temperature drops a little and I splay my hands out towards the fire to warm them.

    A beautiful smell of jasmine fills the air again and I feel the breeze teasing my ear. I scrape some strands of hair behind my ear using my fingers. The breeze seems to turn even cooler by my ear and that whispering again teases me. 

    My inner self appears to be reading something, “Wild, desire, lust, sex, hot.”  Words that keep repeating. My body and brain respond. Erotic images are playing in my head of couples naked, in sheens of sweat, kissing, licking and sucking each other.  “ You want it, you need it, you desire it”

    I shake my head, but it’s still there, even more words are forming, hotter images are playing.

    “ Show him your sexy self, show him your inner slut, show him your desire, make him want you, drive him wild”  Then the figure of a very desirable man begins to form,  but doesn’t quite come into focus.  “ You want him, show him, take him to the edge of ecstacy. You are a sexy temptress, a wicked seductress..  make him want you and make him want you too” 

    My brain is fuzzy, not making sense…  then it’s gone and Old Joe is thrusting a bottle of beer in front of me and banging the top of my bottle with the bottom of his.  The fizzy beer begins to well up the neck ready to erupt.

    “Why you… “  my cussing is unfinished as I place my lips over the top and catch the liquid jettisoning into my mouth, swallowing furiously.
    Old Joe, laughs,  “ I love watching you do that, can’t imagine why..” 

    Breathless, from the breath I was holding as I swallowed, I tease him back.. licking the bottle seductively. Old Joe stops dead in his tracks as I simulate the perfect blow job. He watches mesmerised.

    Then I stop, and he realises he was staring.  We both burst out laughing.
    “You will give me a heart attack,” Old Joe fans himself.  We clink bottles and drink. We then get up to have the last slow, concluding dance.

    We join Lover and Bear, cuddling in a slow dance  😮 on the make shift dance floor.

    Looks like it’s nearly time to pack up and leave the Happy couple – Covems and Amy to their wedding night …

    #82243
    mercer78
    Participant

    I couldn't help but enjoy the Lover &  Bear show but my attention was quickly drawn to Brandy and Old Joe who were having a beer together at which point Brandy starting performing amazing fellatio on the beer bottle.  I found this both amusing and arousing in equal and by the look on old Joe's face it had the desired affect on him too. 

    Everyone seemed to getting ready to leave Lover and Brandy were still on the dance floor and Brandy and Old Joe were just joining them.  I took this a queue to leave.

    Suddenly that smell filled my nostrils again visions of the earlier dream flashed before eyes as I looked at Brandy.  I felt a little giddy as if drunk but I'd only had a couple of beers. Then everything became clear I asked myself “was she the one in the dream?”  I marched over to Joe and Brandy with a new found confidence I'd never felt before gently tapped Joe on the shoulder and said “May I cut in”.

    We danced round and round just like in my dream as I held Brandy close I was filled with a longing a desire like never before but then a voice in head said “not tonight but soon very soon.”  I pulled myself together gently stepped away from her bowing slightly as I did and said “Thank you sweet Brandy hopefully I will see you again soon.  She didn't answer just looked at me slightly bewildered so I turned to leave still wondering where this new found confidence had come from.

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