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[Brandybee]

Hy ya Pio225,

We have been trying for some time to encourage the Achat Gods to provide more poses and updates  which would include kissing and cuddles, for your orientation.  And also the other minority orientations.

Check out the Pantiless Friday protest for more poses for LGBT  ( Lesbian, Gay, Bi & Transgender )  Join us in the movement.

We need more Gay men to speak up on Forum. Tell your friends, get them here. I tried not so long back messaging every single gay guy I could find on and off line to join Forum and speak up about the poses they would like upgraded, unfortunately the lack of response was disappointing.

Check out the  Poses topic and list the poses you would like to be upgraded. The bigger your voice and structured response, the more likely things will improve in the game for you and your friends 

Good Luck.  You have a lot of support here.

[Brandybee]

Covems, I love you  lol 

I was still trying to work it all out and you posted.      Did I mention, I'm so glad you are on our team.  Well done. Big hug. xx

[Brandybee]

Actually I like this a lot.  Very romantic.  I also think a cushion on the hard wooden seat would have been nice too.

Actually I didn't look at the bed as a bed.  The blue checked fleecy blanket to me was a throw over on a double lounger for comfort and then folds out for fun and frolics. A little like a picnic blanket on the beach,  It wasn't a problem to me, but then a certain gentleman was keeping me pleasantly occupied to give it much thought.

A very nice addition to the rooms.  Thank you Achat Gods.

[Brandybee]

Fabulous idea & the cold invites sent

😉 each with its own special Achat Birthday wish, hug & kiss … hehe..

[Brandybee]

I knock back a few shots of whiskey followed by a glass of House punch, enjoying the fruity taste on my palate.  I need to go back to the office and sort out some paperwork for the Halloween Party. The punch starts to steady my nerves and the warm glow of the liquor gives me the Dutch courage to venture back there. 

Even so, my heart rate beats that little faster as I turn the handle to go in.

My hat is still on the floor where it fell.  All is quiet, and yet , I still shiver, even though, the office is warm. I pick up the hat & go to my desk to get the numbers for the suppliers and order forms.

I look for a pen and open the drawer with the teddy bear in.  The lid is off the display box, the  tiny bear lying against the red satin but the collar and  Bee charm is ….  gone !!

“Now, who would take that,” ?  I wonder. “ It means nothing to anyone … except … Bear. “  I smile to myself. “ So,  it is sentimental to him after all”

I close the drawer and set about the business of the AB&G.  I complete the orders and put them on Jayc’s desk for his information  and filing.

I grab my battered hat, setting it on my head and return to the bar.

I see Bear helping to hold part of the bull, as JD seems to be fiddling with the mechanism underneath and fixing some fabric there as part of the Halloween Demon dress up.

I grab a couple of Budweiser bottles for them and wander over placing them on the side for when they have finished.

I close in, unseen,  behind Bear, his muscles straining holding the Bull steady with both hands.

I run my finger down his spine, medium speed, to let him know I am behind him.
“ Hello Brandy “  he greets knowing it is me immediately.  That 6th sense of his is quite amazing.

I tilt my hat back and lean into his ear,  letting my soft breath caress him a few moments, my body gently brushing him.

“ Concentrate now, I don’t want you hurting our JD” I murmur seductively  “  I know you’ve taken it back, and that you want me”  I let my tongue gently brush his ear and gently blow on his neck as I move to his other ear.

Again letting my breath seductively tease, whispering  “ Am I your secret desire, Bear? Do you think of me often? Do you picture me naked in your arms the night of the vibrating egg when you touched me intimately? Do the reruns in your mind play it over and over as I come apart in your arms? Can you see me now groaning as you press your hand on my pussy & fondle my breasts? Do you dream at night and get hard with me writhing under you as you take me?

I groan a little in his ear, reminding him of my arousal that night.

I grab his chin and turn his face to mine, my lips inches from his…  “ Do you want to claim me Bear mmm ? “

I look him in the eyes and I see the interest there from my teasing ..  “  Maybe, I’ll put that collar back on you and feed that secret obsession of yours mmm”

I move closer so our lips are millimetres apart. I sense he wants that kiss, but …. no….  he can just … want.  I caress his cheek with my knuckles.

“ Enjoy those dreams Babybear,  you  sure look cute in that collar “  I  walk away then , back to the bar… smiling….. 

[Brandybee]

Stone & I return to the bar, both of us quite emotional by the ovations of the patrons. Stone mentions something about there being vases in the back kitchen and offered to take my bouquet with hers to display on the bar for all to enjoy.  I nod in agreement.
She speaks briefly to Gayle &  Old Joe to let them know she would be gone for a short while preparing the flowers. 

The line to sample Gayle’s boob shots is getting longer by the minute. I laugh at JD and Jayc’s  purposeful  face wiggles to get in her deep cleavage to find the shot glass with their teeth and sling the amber liquid down their throats to rapturous applauds & cheers by the waiting men.

I exchange a few pleasantries with Old Joe and then leave in search of JD, who I had seen headed towards the back of the stage.  I wanted to talk to him about dressing the mechanical bull up as a demon  for Halloween and making the bull pit into a scary lair for the imminent party.

I pass the busy dance floor and glimpse Covems in a sweet embrace with Mooncalf.  Smiling to myself, guessing where those sweet kisses may lead, warms my heart.

I see JD & Bear talking  on their own and their words suddenly still me.  Hidden from their view by the curtain , I wait & listen.

Bear  is telling JD   “  “Oh, yes, Brandy does want it…. and I will give it to her.   I’ll just have to find a creative way of getting past her guard and slipping it to her.“…
Incensed by the man’s arrogance, I walk away quickly ,  “ So he thinks I want him, does he?, thinks he can just bed the boss, just like that, does he?  My anger at his assumption makes my red hair flair .  “ Guy talk,  urggh “ 

My mind fills with different images of strangling him, until it eventually begins to calm and the mischievious  little demon on my shoulder is jumping up and down with glee.
“We shall see..  maybe he needs a dose of tease and deny”   The demon is giggling full on but on the  other shoulder, the little angel is mouthing words of caution…  “ but are you sure you are strong enough to resist that charm of his …. “

Stanley & Doris watch the scene below as I stomp back off towards the bar. 
“  I think he’s made her mad”  Doris tells her husband.
“ Perhaps… or … made her aware he’s still about “ Stanley  answers
“ Are you responsible for the charm finding it’s way back to him?”
Stanley  squeezes his wife’s waist drawing her closer.  “ Sometimes,  fate needs a little push…” He grins down at her brushing her lips.
Doris shuts her eyes,  “ I wish I could feel you like we did in  life” She murmurs  as they fade and disappear.

I join the bar again.  Stone is drinking with Old Joe and seems to be guzzling a few shots of Vodka.
“ Can I have a tea Joe?”  Joe turns to pour me a mug the way, I like it.  I see the flowers displayed at the back of the bar.  They do look beautiful and colourful against the dark wood and mirror.
He places the steaming mug in front of me and then is called away by another customer. All the staff  are busy serving behind the bar.

Bear suddenly appears behind me. We lock eyes in the bar mirror and I feel the “ Shoulder  Demon” dancing again ……

“So what am I to make of this… that you want me to return this to you personally… behind closed doors in a more intimate setting?”  He dangles the Silver Bee charm by my ear , brushing softly at my hair as it swings  – plain to see in the mirror.

My heart rate rockets and beats erratically. Silently thinking “ The charm!!! , last I saw it was around his neck on a collar” .Memories  flash back of that triumph.

I turn to him, trapped from escape by his body. He moves in close to intimidate me and closes in inches from my face, lips level with lips.  Then he seems to stumble and his lips meet mine, just touching, nothing more. I put my hands on his chest to ease him away, taking the charm from him. I duck & escape his closeness. My hat slips off my head on the floor by Bear, too close to be retrieved.  I turn to look at him from a far safer distance.

“ I never returned the charm to you. I have been waiting for you to return it..Ask Stone,… I said the same to her, curious why you had not given it to me, but…a nice ploy on your part Bear.”  I grin now,… twirling the collar on my finger, “Trying to bed me so..  “Your arrogances in all this… I find … CUTE ”
With that little sweet nugget, knowing  the description would annoy him, I head off towards the office.

Once safely inside,  I retrieve a small cuddly toy Bear in a display box, out of my  desk drawer. I place the Silver Bee & collar in the box, nestling  the tiny bear inside it.  The black leather , silver charm and brown fluffy bear contrasts with the red satin puckered base of the box. I replace the lid and return it to it’s resting place in the drawer for safe keeping.

As  I start to get the paperwork out to order  Halloween decorations for the bar,  the radio bursts into life ….  Annie Lennox –  Love song for a vampire..  I start a little, listening intently but not to the music , but for any other signs … a jasmine scent fills the air …

“ Come into theses arms again, and lay your body down. The rhythm of this trembling heart is beating like a drum. It beats for you …. “

The haunting tune & lyrics repeat over like a stuck record.

“ Are you trying to tell me something ?“  I ask the empty but cold office just as I see my old cowboy hat  fall from the hat stand out of the corner of my eye…

“ Ok, that’s too much,  that hat fell off by Bear, just , in the bar”  I mutter and run out of the office.

Shutting the door  behind me and holding onto the handle outside,  standing there, shaking a little, trying to recover my composure before mingling with the patrons once more ……

[Brandybee]

Welcome to the Forum village, it's mad , hectic, funny and there's lots of explosive encounters here to compliment the game.

Come down to the AB&G,  see the NSPD  space adventures and take a look at the erotic story contest & previous entries,  and of cause The Achat Tattler for all the news.

Hope you post some of your ideas & views .  It's always good when new friends join us.

Have fun  & frolics girl  

[Brandybee]

Ever since I can remember, each year my mom would gift me a Terry’s chocolate orange for Christmas. At first it was wrapped in Xmas paper in the shape it was bought, a cube shape. Then as the years passed, the Orange was wrapped in more intricate shapes, bigger boxes, sometimes one as big as a shoe box, sometimes one so big it could hold a TV and stuffed with newspaper or polystyrene bits to stop it rattling around. Sometimes it was padded with paper to distort it to make it take a different shape.

It became a tradition and a present I always looked forward to because it was not only one of my favourite chocolates but the care and fun of it was special too. A gift of love between mom and daughter.

Then the time came when , mom passed away and my first dreaded Xmas without her. Xmas morning came and ……. I had my orange. 🙂

Like me, my sister had taken it upon herself to carry on the tradition and unknown to each other, we wrapped our Oranges as mom would have done , with love and care and in memory of her, and ensured the other received it in time for Xmas.

A legacy from her to her daughters that we shall keep alive…. I think Mom would be pleased … Her gift of love continues …

[Brandybee]

I walk into the office and see Jayc looking a bit perplexed. I noticed he’s tidied his desk and mumbles about having too much coffee.

“ Have you turned the heating down in here or is it me because  I just got out of a hot shower?” I ask him as I  get some fresh Jeans, & lacy  top  out of my cupboard.  I shiver a little at the drop in temperature.  He doesn’t answer, instead , almost to himself…
“ I need a drink”  and begins heading for the door.

“ Hey”   I say, “ Thanks for our flowers after the wrestling match”    He nods, his mind seems elsewhere, and goes to leave again, quite hastily.

“ Scared you might see too much? “ I tease him,   He stills and then  grins back and we both burst out laughing. Back to the Jayc  I know.

“ Oh  I got a photographic memory “ He teases tapping his temple with his index finger .

“ OK then , .. Where’s my old battered cowboy hat got to ?  I know I left it in here , somewhere“  I ask him , humour in my eyes as I change THAT subject.   He takes the hint, smirking.

He waves at the hat stand in the corner,  I nod as I spot it resting  there nestled on the top, “ Arrr,  there you are” .

Jayc  leaves for his drink and I am left alone in the office to dress in peace.  I turn back to the clothes I fished out.  “  No  underwear, I’ll just have to go commando !!”

Suddenly the radio in the office bursts into life , temperamental old thing that it is…playing  “  Annie Lennox – Love song for a vampire” 
“ Must have been on but off station till now”, I muse.  Its a haunting song and I enjoy it as I dress and slip my boots on.

I turn to pick up my hat off the stand, but… it’s not there!!  Confused,  I check to see if it’s dropped down but it’s not there either!!

Convincing myself, I must have been mistaken seeing it there and shaking my head, I go to my desk to pick up my keys and cash and see… my hat  …. it’s there on my chair , on the seat where  I sit!!!

“ Did I pick it up and put it there ready for when I finished dressing  ? ? ? … I shake my head , racking my brains trying in vain to remember, “ well I must have, of course .. I must have … didn’t I ? “

Dismissing it, as just one of those things , my thoughts turn to the up and coming Halloween party.. and costumes to wear, a seed already planted by the song on the radio.

I position my hat on my head and just in time remember to turn off the now silent radio at the socket. I bend down to unplug it only to find it unattached from the wall, the plug hanging loose in my hand.  Now I am confused, “ How on earth did that play then?”
“ mmm , now that is strange, I must have banged my head in the wrestling pit”  My reason fights to explain it all.

The hairs on the back of my neck raise, however  and I move to the door to exit, just that little quicker than normal and strangely, I’m sure I hear chuckling as I quickly shut the door behind me. 

I enter the bar and and am quickly reassured by the noise and warmth and people around me.
Tango throws me a “pink ladies” jacket and we all begin singing  “  Summer Loving “    the strange goings on in the office soon forgotten……
especially when Stone & I get presented with a bouquet of flowers each.  A tear springs to my eye at such thoughtfulness & kindness. 

[Brandybee]

  I love those outfits. Please get them in the shops soon

[Brandybee]

I turn slowly in the small AB&G bathroom  , letting Tight devour me with his eyes. He has that carnal look  as they sweep and linger on my naked body.  The remnants  of the raspberry pudding from the wrestling  still covering us both  in parts. The thought of Tight’s tongue tasting the delicious recipe sends my libido into overdrive,  throbbing  in anticipation of his next move. I open my mouth  and tug at my bottom lip with my teeth, watching him.

He moves towards me gripping my waist. “ I want to taste you” he states  and starts to slowly suck my neck and shoulder, licking the pink pudding and  moaning as he savours the taste and swallows. I feel the caress of his tongue and  his soft breath teasing my skin.

His words are intoxicating and in my overheated state I want to rip his clothes off. I push off his jacket and run my finger along his neck, gathering some pink pudding on my finger and sucking it clean. It is very nice. I stretch my neck for him to encourage him to lick more.

Tight suddenly  moves & pins me to the bathroom sink counter. His jacket falls to the floor as his hands travel up my legs . His mouth never leaves the area of my neck and shoulder. He hoists up my legs.

“Wrap your legs round me “ He demands in my ear. I do as he orders and I feel him unzip.
“ Do you know how much you turn me on?” he asks rhetorically,  “ Well you do.”.

He moves his head and gazes down at me, then puts his hands under my thighs, spreading my legs wider.
Positioning himself, he pauses, “ Keep your eyes open, I want to see you as I fuck you” and  leans me back against the vanity mirror, clasping my hands by my hips.  He sinks slowly into me.

I gasp at his size and girth as he stretches my tight channel filling me to the hilt.  My eyes never leaving  his.

Then he bends and laps the pudding  from my breasts and I groan and shut my eyes. I writhe against him impatient for him to start our rhythmic dance.  He smiles at my eagerness but continues his maddeningly slow clean up. He kisses and licks my tities clean, teasing my nipples using one hand to squeeze each orb in turn.  I flood his embedded cock with my juices.

Satisfied the pudding is at last gone, he rises and looks at me. He withdraws a little and then begins to fuck me hard and fast.  The vanity counter shakes. My blood scorches through my veins.  I match him thrust  for thrust as he picks up the rhythm, pounding against my cervix.  I revel in it, glory in it, watching him, watching me, in our mutual lust and greed for  sexual  fulfilment.

He starts to tease my clitoris at the same time, circling the swollen little bud and driving me wild. Still fucking hard, not breaking his rhythm.

We come apart together and I cry out as I explode around him and he releases his seed  in a guttural roar .

He collapses on me as we both gasp for breath and rests his head on my chest. My legs still wrapped around him, trembling  against his hips. Our bodies heated with the exertions.

After a few moments, he raises his head to look at me, “ I’m not finished with you yet “ he murmurs and leaning up, he kisses me. He picks me up and takes me to the shower, carefully rinsing my body with the removable shower head .  He ensures every  nook & cranny is clean of the pink goo.
He then strips his clothes off and hands me the shower head to do the same.  I oblige until he is totally wet & gleaming. He is breath takingly beautiful.

He moves to a nearby cupboard and takes out two fluffy white towels. We both dry and wrap the towels round us. 
“ We best get to the fashion show before we are missed” He says. “ I have spare clothes in my car. Have you got some in your office?”
I nod, smiling at him, still glowing from his attentions.
He smiles back, kissing my cheek.  “ See you out there”  He runs his knuckles gently down my cheek and leaves  the bathroom first.

Alone, I finish drying & brushing my hair.  The band music of a waltz filters through and I smile at such an old fashioned, unexpected, choice of music for the fashion models on the catwalk in the bar.
After a few more minutes, I leave the bathroom and head for my office.

I pass Tangoracer & Tangojane  and hug them both.  “ Glad everything’s ok “  I say, and make my excuses to go get dressed in my office.

[Brandybee]

It was a great wrestling match, and a draw was a fair result. I look over at Stone and Jayc but they are lost in their snogging.

Lovers and Blues song is a nice touch as the wrestling match finishes and Tight prepares to fill the pudding pit with more of the delicious goo in readiness for the next contest. He gets the nozzle and turns it on. The delicious raspberry flavoured pudding begins to gush filling up the pit.  

I cant help but sing some of the chorus – Meatloafs –  ” I'll do anything for love ”  As their song ends, everyone cheers & claps.

Suddenly I am sprayed with more pudding as it jettisons out from the powerful nozzle uncontrolled. Tight gets covered too and I cant help but laugh as he fights and fiddles with the hose and nozzle valve to stem the flow. Some of the crowd gets covered too. The fresh smell of raspberries fill the air.

Tight wins  the battle eventually with the valve and manages to turn it off. He  makes his way over to me dripping with the pink gloop as much as I am, holding out my robe  for me to cover my puddinged ( Is that even a word!! lol )  body.

HB throws a challenge out to his new friend Alita to try her hand at the wrestling. Will she fight him… only time will tell, but she certainly likes the taste.

In the meantime, Tango takes on the dwarfs in the pudding pit. As he removes his shirt, I gasp at the angry red welts on his back. He turns to me assuring they don't hurt anymore but I wince at what his Mistresses must have done in the Icehouse and hope his penance is now over with.

I notice some new faces coming to watch him wrestle in interest, wandering slowly to the edge of the pit.  Gayle & Hothiro. I smile at them and nod in welcome and ensure they got their free drink off Old Joe at the bar.  

Tango and the dwarfs fight with gusto. Hes a big man and the dwarfs fight bravely. I cheer as they whip his shorts off leaving him in his beautiful birthday suite … well … what woman wouldn't want to take a little peak .. He has a stunning body even with his scars and Icehouse medals.  😮

One by one the dwarfs are defeated and are placed in the holding pen made out of straw bails at the far end of the pit. Tango is declared victorious.  Every one cheers his good fortune and dripping delectable body. Especially when he rinses off in the outdoor showers. Wet, naked, toned and fit for all to see..  

I can see tangojane walking over with his clothes, when she suddenly slips in the pudding pit , getting covered in the pinky mess. Luckily JD is at hand to be her knight in shining armour and gallantly assists her up. He gets a kiss as a reward.  :-*  Tangos clothes, however, swirl and partially sink in the pink sloppy goo.
Maybe he can wear the batman mask and pink cowboy hat that seems to be floating around at the back of the stage, might even be a lime green mankini in the same box. 

Tight  reaches me , leaning in to my ear as he puts my robe on…  his whispering words bring an interested smile to my face. I turn to him and whisper back .. ” I thought you'd never ask … “

[Brandybee]

Hiya Hothiro, welcome to Forum . Enjoy your time here and come have some fun in this mad village.

I think its more simple than that ….   I think to know and experience great joy, you have to know and experience great sorrow… and vice versa..

A little bit like  ”  It's better to have loved and lost , than never to have loved at all”    ie  Dont be an empty shell, for you will forget how to live to the full.

You have to experience both for your emotions to recognise what you are feeling… and it doesn't necessarily have to be the same subject that causes the depth of your delight or the depth of your sorrow.  Its about recognising what you feel because of the other.

ok,  I need a drink after that  lol   

[Brandybee]

Can you put my underwear back now please ,  you keep stretching it.  :-*

[Brandybee]

Mmmmmmm.  Mind wandering, can't think …  Massage….  Mmmmmm.      Did i say ….Fabulous idea ….  Good, well it is ….

Oh yeah .. Welcome to Forum Dutchy … Like how you think …..

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