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Hiya's…

  Interesting ideas you Mod's are cooking up.  Some games here in the forum would be fun to do.  I'll give this some thought and post any ideas that come to mind.

  Satoire and I used to do a game with Covems.  We called it B.U.N.N.Y. (Babes United Naughty Nymphomania Yearnings  lol)  and the goal of it was:  Covems would sends us a PM here in the forum, requesting that a photo be taken.  It consisted of a specific pose, in a specific room, and sometimes (the harder ones) with a specific object in the picture… something like the rose in the vase or something.

  So independent of each other, Satoire and I, we would have to get this picture of ourselves and then send it to him for confirmation.  It was quite fun and lead to some really interesting room experiences.  We also made some new friends along the way.  Upon completion of the “mission” we'd send our photos to Covems and he would send us a reward.  It was quite fun.

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Hiya's…

  I agree with you all on the point of someone vanishing into a room during a chat it is just plain rude.  I've also had some people who have done this.  Both, women and men.  I always keep that in the back of my mind whenever they want to chat with me again.

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P.S.  Congratulations Stone on your posting milestone.

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Hiya's…

  I'm thinking about re-organizing the NSPD, but it would be helpful to know how many of us are still interested in it… and still active with it.

  So… would all those interested in NSPD involvement please raise your hand.  Since I can't see any hands, maybe it would be better if you posted here.

Yes, I want to be a part of the NSPD

No, I've moved on to other things.

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   Satoire and I enter the Ice House, and follow Grumpy's directions to the room where Mollie and Covems are.  We are both dressed in the Indian Maiden costumes, complete with war paint and the headband with the feather.

   “You look pretty cute as a blonde indian.”  I tell Satoire.

   “Yer kinda cute yourself Pafie.”  She replies.

   We quietly approach the door and peek inside.  Satoire waves her hands to get Mollie's attention.  We motion for her to come out into the hallway, as we back out a little so Covems can't see us.

   Mollie comes into the hallway and we quietly whisper.  “Can he see?”

   “Yes.”  Mollie whispers back, smiling, “but I can make it so he can't.”

   “Do it, please.”  Satoire whispers.  “We don't want him to know that it is us.”

   Mollie smiles a wicked grin and winks at us.  Then she goes back in the room and we hear her say, “Time to go dark for you again.”

   We hear Covems complain, but only a little.  Then Mollie motions for us to come in.

   We tip toe in, and examine the captive.  Covems is blindfolded and restrained on the X, with his arms stretched out as are his legs.  Mollie must have been teasing him, because his cock is hard and twitching.  There's lipstick everywhere on him… covering his cock, on his balls, his face around his lips.  There's even some around each nipple, including the pierced one. 

   Satoire nudges me and points to his stomach… “Moonie was here” is written in lipstick.  I almost laughed out loud when I saw it.

   Mollie gestures to us, offering a glass of wine, which I accept, but Satoire mouths “No thanks”, to her.  I take a sip…. mmm… delicious.

   I look Satoire in the eye and pull the feather out of my headband and grin at her, stroking it.  She realizes immediately what I have in mind and quietly tip toes around Covems to get on his other side, while pulling her feather out.

   We lean in at the same time and I gently touch Cove's side with the very tip of the feather.  He literally rises off the X at a jump, trying to get away from it's touch.  Satoire immediately touches his other side and he jumps back.  “What the hell is that?”  He asks loudly.

   “Shush cowboy.”  Mollies says, “don't make me put that gag back in.”

   I drag the feather along his side, enjoying watching the way his skin twitches and moves from the tickling sensation.  He's moving his body from side to side, trying to get away from the feathers.  Satoire looks up at me with that crooked smile of hers and I know she's enjoying herself immensely, too.

   Mirroring each other moves with the feathers, we stroke Covems's body from the top of his head, all the way down to the soles of his feet.  He chuckles as we swirl the feathers around on his toes.  I amost laugh again.

   I look at Mollie and she has her hand covering her mouth, trying not to laugh.  She too is enjoying this.

   We torture poor Covems mercilessly with the feathers, tickling, stroking.  We find a particular bit of fun flicking them against his cock and balls and watching his reactions.

   I lay the feather down on the table, and motion for Satoire to hand me her's.  I put that one on the table also, and pick up two tubes of lipstick and I hand one to Satoire.  We pop the caps off of them and twist the stick out of the tube.  Satoire puts some on her lips and I do the same.

   Then I get an idea.  I draw a tic-tac-toe grid on Covems' stomach, just above the tip of his cock, which is twitching away.  I place my x on the grid and we play.  It ends in a tie.  Then Satoire draws another one near his left side and we play again, and we tie again.  Then I put the lipsticks back on the table.

I turn back to Sat and motion with my hands that I'm going to touch Covems, using a grabbing motion near his side.  Satoire looks at me and moves her mouth in a silent count.  “Three.. two… one.”

    At the same time we both grab Covems by the side, moving our fingers, massaging each side.  His body jumps again from the suddeness of our touch.  Then he relaxes as we begin to stroke his body.

  There are two pairs of hands on him, roaming everywhere… from his face to his thighs and everywhere in between.  He moans at the sensations.  I motion with my head for Mollie to join in, and with a smile she does.

   Soon there are six hands roaming Covems's body.  He's moving almost uncontrollably, thrusting his pelvis up, trying to make contact with a hand to his cock.  We all slide our hands there and grab everything.  His cock, his balls, his scrotum.

   Mollie backs off as I begin a slow stroking of his cock, holding it firmly in both hands and pumping them up and down.  Satoire is gently scratching his balls, lifting them, kneading them.  He's moaning, and thrusting.

   Satoire holds his cock by the base, lowers her head and takes him into her mouth.  She begins to suck him, her cheeks hollowing and puffing as she does.  Satoire pulls up from him and still holding the base, motions for me to do the same.  I sink my lips over his cock, taking as much of him in my mouth as I can.

   Then I start to suck him, taking him deeper into my throat.  Seven, eight times up and down on his cock before coming off and letting Satoire suck him again.  We do this repeatedly five, six times.

   His breathing comes in short gasps.. he's moaning… thrusting his cock into our mouths.  We begin to knead his balls again, tickling the scrotum.  Satoire comes off, and I go on… he starts to swell in my mouth, and I can sense he's close to cumming.

   I stop suddenly, put my hands up and Satoire releases his cock.  It makes a wet slapping sound as his saliva coated manhood hits his hard tummy.  “Noooooooo!”  He yells.  “No more.  I'll be good please.” 

“Quiet you!”  Mollie yells.  All Covems can do is moan.  I almost laugh.  Satoire too is holding her laughter in.

  Picking up the tubes of lipstick again, Satoire and I reapply some, then we lean in and I kiss the inside of Covems' thigh.  Satoire kisses his stomach, each of us leaving our lip mark.  Then I tip toe to his foot and stooping down plant a lip mark on the sole of his foot.  Satoire does the same thing to the other foot.

   Mollie and I toast each other and drain our glasses, while Satoire once again tickles Covems' cock with a feather.  Then we both mouth the words, “Thank you” to Mollie and she gives us each a kiss on our cheeks.

   Satoire and I tip toe out of the room and once we're pretty sure we're out of earshot we start to laugh. “I can't remember the last time I had so much fun at another's expense.  Did you see him jump!”  Sat says to me, causing me to laugh harder.

   “Your lipstick is a mess.”  I tell Sat, and we break up laughing again and leave the Ice House.

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Hiya's…

  I”m sorry to see Azreille go, she was such fun here.  So there's a new Superintendent in town?  It will be business as usual.

well, now my sis has retired, I'll have to find a new way of keeping my alter-ego out of jail.

  Blue Denim, once you've experienced our jails, you may never want to leave.  We believe in rehabilitation and some of the techniques are… shall I say… unique. 

  Alita, welcome to the NSPD and admiring cute boudoir shoes is always a plus.  You can now call yourself Dective Alita.

  Would it be too much to change the uniform footwear to boudoir shoes?  I can picture Tango in a pair, can't you?

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Hiya Bootedgirl…

  Welcome!  I love your name.  As far as I'm concerned a girl can't have too many shoes or boots.  Please continue to post your thoughts and ideas for us to share in.  We're a happy bunch. 

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Hiya MrHarddidck…

  Welcome, welcome, welcome.  It's so nice to see others joining the crazy Forum and the game.  Please look around through the Forum posts and please post and share your ideas and thoughts.  We can use all the help we can get. 

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Hiya Claire…

  Welcome to this crazy Forum.  A wonderful village full of wonderful people!  Look around, read through some of the topics… I do hope that you will continue to post and share your thoughts and ideas with us. 

  Just remember to have fun.

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Hiya's…

Me Too!

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Hiya's…

  Knock, knock, knock… I rapped on Masaru's door.  We exchanged greetings and I told him I'm was here for his Secret Santa Gift.  Masaru invited me in and after some small talk and a sip of champagne I started my dance.

  Dressed only a pair of panties, I swayed my body in front of him, watching his eyes as they followed my body.  Dips, squats, spinning and bending for him.

  Placing my legs on his shoulder… getting closer… feeling the tension building in the room as we began to touch.  I turned around and he fondled my tush… his hand was warm and had that manly roughness to it.

  I wanted more and climbed onto his lap, showing my bare breasts, caressing my own body.  We discussed all the things the lap dance pose is missing.  The ability for dancer to touch the watcher, for instance.

  Things progressed from there as we too the dance to the next level.  The magic sofa turned into a bed and we were all over each other.  He he he 

  Needless to say  Marsaru found out that Pafe is not shy.  Oh… and ladies… if you're looking for a hot room experience… look up Marsaru88! 

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  Who's ever idea this was, I want to thank you.  It was a terrific idea, as we get to meet people that we may not normally have contact with, for what ever reason.

  I would like to see something like this for Valentine's Day.  *hint, hint*

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Hiya's…

Is there any particular word you absolutely despise no matter the mood or context it was used in?

  Yes… it's the “C” word… four letters… ends with a “T”.  I'm not even going to type it here.

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  After Covems raised Satoire's hand in victory, we both climb out of the pit and embrace.  She feels so good in my arms as she always does.

  Satoire whispers into my ear.  “I won, Pafie.  I should claim a prize of some sort from you.”

  “What would you like?”  I whisper back.

  “Shower with me and we can wash the pudding off of each other.”  Satoire says.

  “That's it?”  I ask.  “No special tasks… no special requirements?”

  “Hmmmmm… maybe.”  Satoire says.

  We head into the shower and close the curtain behind us.  Doc and Grumpy have placed our clothing outside the shower and gone on to other things.  The crowd has moved off.. back into the bar to continue their revelry and it's quiet out here.  Only the sound of the two showers going, with Satoire and I in one and Covems in the other.

  Suddenly a hand comes shooting into our shower.  “Got any soap?”  We hear Covems ask. 

  Laughing, we slap at his hand until it retreats out of the shower.  I hear his water turn off and his curtain pulled aside and expect him to open ours at any moment.  Satoire and I are a little disappointed when he doesn't.

  Finished washing, we exit the shower and comb our hair out by the sinks.  That's when I notice that our clothes are gone and in their place are the robes we wore to the pit.

  “That Covems!”  Satoire says.  “He took our clothes.”

  I laugh and say.  “We'll get him, Sat.  I don't know how yet… but we'll get him.  At least he left our shoes.”

  We put on the robes and go into the bar just in time to see dear Tightfit toast us all and sing his song.  I feel melencholy listening to him, know that this may be the last time we see or hear him.  I wipe a tear…

  Satoire says, “He'll be back, Pafie… he'll be back.  Maybe not to stay… maybe only for a word or two, but he'll be back.  Always remember that.”

  I kiss Satoire on the cheek and adjust my robe… “I wish this had a little more room in the bust.”

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Hiya's…

  It is all in the context and the moods.  When I'm feeling sensous and intimate, I tend to use the more gentler words.

  But there are those raunchy times where the “dirty words” just add to the excitement.  I'll use them myself. 

  @ Covems…  don't you every change… you're full of fun, and I love that about you.

  @Brandybee… I loved your reworking of that post, using Covems' lingo… so funny.

“I slowly descend the length of his body, rubbing my breasticles against him sensuously. I reach for his trousers, unzipping his fly, teasing his one-eyed monster with the pressure of the slow downward zip action.  I Look deeply into his eyes as my hand surrounds his willy , knowing soon I will be getting some gentleman's relish when I blow the horn    My box of assorted creams cannot help but respond and spew my sexy girlie lube.”   

  Our posts may never be the same 

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  Satoire takes me down and flips me over her back.  I land in the pudding on my back and the next thing I know she’s on top of me, grabbing my hands and raising them above my head.  I struggle against her, feeling her body rubbing along mine.

  Satoire takes a lick of the pudding from my face and laughs.  I manage to get my legs around Satoire’s body and try to pull her from me using my legs.  She lets go of a hand to push my leg off, and I use that hand to grab a hold of her bra strap on her back and pull her off of me to the side.

  I can feel her bra tearing in my hand as her weight shifts to my side.  Satoire slides off me and I’m left with a handful of bra.

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  I shriek when Satoire bites me and I jump off of her when the bell rings.  In my corner, Grumpy tends to me, wiping my face with a sponge and drying it with the towel.

    “I almost had her pinned.  I got two take downs”, I say to Grumpy, “but Sat’s escaped twice.  How do you think they’ll score it?”

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