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 No.138959 [Last50 Posts]

These threads used to be popular and a lot of fun. As someone who played in them myself many times, I am sad to see them dead. So, I propose a reboot, with combining it with a few other elements from other attempted threads and adding a few more suggestions too.

First up, don't be afraid to make an intro as any gender. An appealing male set-up could be just what someone's looking for.

Second, include a few OOC details in spoilers - what genders you'd be happy getting replies from, where you're hoping it might go, etc. Tags wouldn't be unwelcome either, and maybe even a contact address of some form if you're willing to play the scene out elsewhere.

Third, don't be afraid to old intros. It's entirely possible the original poster is still hanging around.

Finally, if you want to play, but don't like any of the intros and don't think you could do one yourself, then make a request for something. You never know which kind anons might help you out - I know there are people hanging around on this board who get off on knowing they're helping people out with specific kinks and such.

So basically, it's like the orgy threads, an idea thread and a request thread all rolled into one. Could end up as a total clusterfuck, but ah well, it's worth a try. Let the slutting and fucking commence.

tl;dr: Everybody fuck.

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 No.138960

File: ba2ea58d7bf6c3d⋯.jpg (216.3 KB,1191x1684,1191:1684,cf153f684b9ad43f1b55c2e412….jpg)

"Alright, I've been waiting for this chance for a long time!"

A young woman with brunette hair enters the room, eyeing all the depraved figures around her with a lusty gaze, licking her lips in anticipation. She's wearing nothing but a loose blouse, underwear, micro-shorts and a simple pair of sandals, the last of which she promptly kicks off, setting her bare feet down on the cum-stained carpet beneath. The pungent smells of sex, sweat and semen fill her nose, a scent she finds delightful, intoxicating and arousing. Hooking her thumbs into her shorts, she pulls them down along with her panties in one motion, stepping out of them and baring her lower half for all to see. The hair between her thighs is trimmed, but not shaven completely, framing her glistening wet cunt. She drops her shorts to the floor, but raises her moist panties up in both hands, pulling back on the waistband before releasing it, flinging them in a random direction.

"I won't be needing those tonight~!" she declares with a playful laugh. "Come on, let's have some fun!"

Up for partners of any and all genders. Multiple characters welcome too, orgies and gangbangs are fun. Keeping it nice and simple to start us off~

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 No.139076

File: 70c3bfd43269649⋯.jpg (684.15 KB,1000x953,1000:953,2d5369a6b316d9c61e55e7943a….jpg)

Being a demon is hard sometimes, especially when you're a lust-crazed monstergirl with genitalia for hair and an insatiable need to spread your seed. It had gotten more and more difficult to find victims these days. Over the past centuries, the humans had evolved their society significantly. Their civilizations were more complex, more secure than ever before. Still, the plan was the same as ever - hide outside quiet towns out in the countryside, waiting for the perfect opportunity. This particular demon had chosen the outskirts of a quiet, isolated shrine as her hideout. It was rare to see a visitor, but at least it was safe. With someone coming out to the shrine only twice a week to maintain the gardens and collect the donations, there was never a threat of being discovered and she could openly attack any foolish enough to wander nearby. Male, female, or something in between - it mattered not to the demon, who simply needed someone or something to breed with.

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 No.139079

File: 86644858683994c⋯.jpg (81.71 KB,497x463,497:463,why would I kill a friend ….jpg)

>>139076

>It had gotten more and more difficult to find victims these days.

I'm sure it had.

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 No.139104

File: 365877199e30110⋯.jpg (83.69 KB,500x668,125:167,UnownFutaPeach.jpg)

>Orgy thread is back

Yay! My first RP as a character ever was in one of these. I'm busy all weekend, but sometime this week I'll try to swing in and play a teasing dominant shemale Peach if we have any cock craving faggots in here.

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 No.139163

>>139104

Well, it won't be back for long if no one starts playing, sadly

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 No.139196

File: dc835928419d954⋯.jpg (432.43 KB,640x855,128:171,59c6f9af3881b4771859c0e616….jpg)

Might as well try this again.

The crowd cheered as the last upbeat song ended and its singers - idols much like the next one up, although less popular - receded back behind the stage. A crowd of hundreds, thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands applauded with luminescent sticks and gaudy wear mimicking that of those on stage, but all that hollering was merely the sound of crickets compared to the upheaval upon tonight's star's arrival.

Her form was projected on an enormous screen filling the entire backstage as she walked up, followed by many a camera and stare. She energetically walked up to the front of the stage, a bounce in her step and a smile in her voice as she spoke moonrunes into microphone. "Good evening everyone! I'm Miku Hatsune!" This vocaloid needed no introduction.

You, of course, saw all of this in great detail. You somehow managed to fight your way all into the front - A little too far, in fact, as you narrowly avoided getting smooshed against the stage. You could even see that the microphone was likely just a prop, and the real mikes were actually hidden in the cuffs of her iconic skirt. Surround sound, perhaps even more.

But that's not all you saw. As she bounced up into position almost directly in front of you, for the split fraction of a second you could spot some pantyshot. Almost as iconic as her outfit itself and definitely a part of it was a pair of Then again. And again. Strangely, no-one seemed to be capturing the sight, and yet… You're convinced you've seen a bulge, quite a prominent one at that. Could this super-idol have been a trap all along? Impossible, those breasts are definitely real. Even then, you've heard… rumors.

The show passes without problem. You find yourself puzzled at what you saw even as Miku calls out over the audience with an announcement.

"Everyone! All of you in the front row get free backstage passes!"

What followed was… well, outrage. Miku hadn't specified her conditions very well, after all. The front row could be any amount of people. Even those in the rafters believes themselves to be in the front row. You were of no question, however, as you could nearly kiss Miku's feet with how close you were. So you, along with some others climbed up onto the stage at Miku's beckon, following her backstage.

Behind, there was an impressive arrangement of audio techs, assistants and assorted personnel running every which way, equipment and notes in hand. There could easily be hundreds of staff just to get this event off without a hitch. Some of the lucky attendants found themselves in the presence of some other minor idols or guided by specialized staff, but you've found yourself following in Miku's steps instead. She rounded a few corners accompanied by assistants and some guests - you included - tailing behind. One moment you saw her long twin tails disappearing behind a doorway, the next she's gone. Just up and vanished. You stood confused with the other guests, then went on your own way.

1/2

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 No.139197

File: a00a6e987934a7d⋯.jpg (251.17 KB,900x750,6:5,casual miku.jpg)

>>139196

You checked doors on the way, finding broom closets, staff rooms with coffee grinders and brewers and vacant dressing rooms along the hall until you happened upon a rather inconspicuous looking door. Either through sheer luck or divinity itself, you've found yourself barging through the exact right door in that labyrinth of a backstage to find yourself in Miku's abode. It took you a while, though.

"What is this instant crap!? Shit."

In fact, you've taken long enough for her to undress into more casual wear and start munching on some treat. Miku nursed a steaming paper cup of - ya fuckin' guessed it - coffee in an oversized bean chair while a few of her attendants stood around her, looking very concerned about their future if Miku's demands hadn't been met. She slurped at it, then a look of revulsion flashed across her face. She looked like she was about to hurl the cup at one of her assistants before she stopped herself mid-swing. She reconsidered it and took another disgruntled sip as said assistant kept cowering in fear.

"God, can't I get a proper coffee once?"

Her assistants sure didn't look like they could provide one, or at least couldn't speak up against the idol. What a strange shift in demeanor. You've never seen Miku like this - maybe she's just pissed off about her lack of caffeine? Or maybe she's just spoiled rotten. Her lavishly accommodated suite and leagues of subordinates - some of which are popular in their own right - gives credibility to that hypothesis.

It appears no one's noticed you yet. Come to think of it, the assistants themselves are a disparate bunch, some of them probably idols themselves. You've seen that one staff room on the way. You might just fit in and earn some brownie points on top. How else could you get a peek at Miku's 'trade secret'?

Bratty dickgirl Miku, the whole works. Looking for females, maybe even herms. Written open for additional 'guests'. I won't be as wordy going on, it's just that opening posts are always a literary wharblegarble. It even threw a "body too long" error at me. Jesus, brevity really is the soul of wit.

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 No.139199

>>139197

Looking for a submissive or dominant partner?

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 No.139200

>>139199

Both work, as long as vocaloid dick gets used. Leaning towards a submissive partner, but maybe Miku's attitude is just show-offy. Yeah, that could work.

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 No.139204

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>>139200

>>139197

Given the choice, I think I'll go with a confident and quirky girl, but ultimately enough of a loyal fan to be happily submissive.

Hearing her idol's frustrated outbursts, Maka just knew she had to do something. Miku deserved better than this! If no one else in the building was competent enough to please the idol, then it was up to Maka herself to be there for her! As much as it pained her to backtrack after getting so close to Miku, she passed back through the corridor and peeked her head around some of the side rooms again. It shouldn't be too much of a problem if they saw her messing around, right? She had been invited backstage after all. Among all the crazy characters in the venue, Maka's multi-coloured hair thankfully didn't really stand out all that much, contrary to the norm. People barely batted an eyelid at her as she casually made her way up to the coffee machine she'd noticed earlier.

Taking a look at the equipment, the assistants had left the residue of previous drinks in the press. No wonder it tastes like crap, Maka thought to herself, taking the necessary pieces apart and giving them a quick wash. Searching around the machine and in some nearby drawers, she managed to find some fine beans. She set to work and a few minutes later she had herself a cup of joe that she was confident would be better than anything the incompetent staff here could manage. Excited and cheerful, she made her way back through to Miku's room, where the other assistants had fortunately dispersed, probably out to get other things demanded by the idol.

"One perfect coffee, specially made for the ultimate idol!" ''Maka boldly declared as she barged in, approaching Miku fearlessly and holding out the cup. "I saw your show today, Miku-chan! Oh, can I call you Miku? Miku-sama, maybe? It was amazing, as always! I've always wanted to meet you! Can I do anything else for you, Miku-sama?"

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 No.139207

File: 014b4f9687bacf8⋯.jpg (162.46 KB,600x929,600:929,dcd4e3eaa01480ad07450ae95a….jpg)

>>139204

The key in fitting in is looking like you fit. Through a combination of joy-induced confidence and a cheerful walk, Maka managed to get back to the idol within a few minute's time without an issue. And there could have been many an issue - security personnel, alternatively dressed in full black suit or reflex vest, passed through the corridor every few seconds, hurrying to some minor accident or other. It'd be hard to imagine all those fans keeping quiet when a select few got inside seemingly at random.

Still, it took her a few minutes, and when she got back, Miku was already berating another assistant, a shorter girl with swirly hair and a young figure.

"What the hell do you mean 'only powdered'?! I've specifically had those beans shipped in, and-"

It seems she, against all better judgement, brought up an issue with Miku's cup which now sat cold, unattended and still mostly full on a table to the side. And weren't it for Maka interrupting Miku's lecture, the assistant might've gotten some slapping on top.

"… Eh?"

Miku turned to Maka, blushing from anger and looking at least a little scary. The remaining assistant took the cue and made like a tree as Maka distracted her boss, leaving the room empty except for Miku and her guest. Miku stood still, first looking the arrival in the face, then at the white cup in her hands. She sniffed at it, then eagerly took it and threw her head back to gulp down almost half of it, ignoring how hot it might've been. Then she let out a long sigh, looking back at Maka.

"Just call me Miku."

She wiped her mouth off with a sleeve - the one part of her show costume that she hadn't yet taken off - and smiled, relieved at Maka, breathing coffee steam at her.

"Thanks."

Miku stumbled back to her beanbag, dropping into it after she's prodded away the much shitter coffee cup to the side. She laid there for a while, enjoying the sensation of the caffeine taking effect, her anger evaporating away as she continued.

"That's some good coffee. Really, thanks."

She stretched in the bean bag before settling down spread eagle, relaxed yet slowly gaining energy. Maka could spot that infamous bulge now, even though it was obscured by a thicker pair of partially zipped trousers. Miku only had a loose sleeve-less shirt and short-trousers on, apart from the usual hair accessories and the remaining arm-length sleeves and the stockings on her long legs. She sighed contentedly to herself before she finally added, "… But, if you want to do more, you could… I don't know, give me a massage? I have a long night ahead of me." She rolled her shoulders around, shifting in the beanbag for emphasis. Idols must get quite the work out while performing with all that dancing and singing, but Miku didn't have a single bead of sweat on her. Idol physiology? Space magic? Who knows.

Could be a foot massage. Could be a totally ordinary massage. It could even be a mutually beneficial happy ending. So many choices, right?

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 No.139211

>>139207

"One massage, coming right up!" Maka was pleased that the idol was happy with her coffee. Not that she was in any doubt that she would be, of course. Her parents ran a cafe, after all, so learning to make a good coffee was a natural part of life for her. A massage though? Now that was something this young fan had no experience with. The most she knew about giving a massage was what she'd seen in certain inappropriate videos online, but she didn't imagine that to be the most reliable of sources. All the same, Maka didn't miss a beat, dropping to the floor in front of one of the idol's outstretched feet without delay. She wasn't about to pass up the chance to touch her idol, after all.

She took Miku's right foot into her hands, getting a feel for the shape with her fingers, getting a little distracted by the priviledge of getting to touch her for a moment. Refocusing on the task at hand, she gripped the idol's foot properly and pressed her thumbs into her sole, pushing up and out, putting pressure on the spots that felt the most tense. That was how you gave a massage, right? She wasn't really 100% sure, but she wasn't about to falter on the issue. If Miku wasn't happy, she'd just have to try again until she got it right.

"You were amazing out there today, Miku," Maka said with a big smile. "You always look so beautiful and graceful up on stage. And you haven't even broken a sweat! You must be in such good shape. You work so hard, you deserve an assistant dedicated to pleasing you properly!" As she talked and carressed the idol's foot, Maka couldn't help her eyes wandering a little. The followed over the curves of Miku's chest and hips, then stopped as they reached her crotch. Was she imagining the bulge? Maybe just seeing things she wanted to see. Maka wasn't picky and she'd fantasised about the girl right in front of her on a number of occassions, but once she'd heard the rumour that there was something else between her legs, Maka couldn't help finding the idea exciting and enticing.

Maka wasn't really sure just how… open the idol was, but she wasn't one to worry about that kind of thing anyway. There was one quick and simple way to find out, after all.

"I could help you relax in… other ways, if you like, Miku."

Maka's expression didn't even change as she planted those suggestive seeds, her demeanour still rather pure and genuine in its cheerfulness.

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 No.139214

>tfw males are so unwanted that they're called out in the OP as 'Hey, try! Maybe somebody will want to fuck you!'

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 No.139215

File: e7575f687bd1b17⋯.jpg (87.07 KB,850x559,850:559,MikuPanties1.jpg)

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>>139211

"H-Hey-" Miku tensed up, wiggling her right foor in Maka's hands before relaxing back down as Maka seemed to get better. She dipped back down, sipping on her coffee as she rolled her foot to give her temporary servant a better angle.

Miku rolled her eyes at Maka's adoration, covering her skewed expression with the coffee cup - It had '#1 Idol' printed on it, funnily enough. How did Maka manage to pick that one out? She's heard enough compliments to last her a lifetime, but even then, she nodded at the girl's last sentiment. She was about to open her mouth to get on a protracted rant on how worthless, pathetic and otherwise incompetent her current assistants were when she heard Maka's last comment.

"What? Relax? Don't you mean 'fuck'?" Looks like Miku isn't a stranger to these affairs, or one for euphemism and subtlety. She eyed Maka with a minor amount of indignation, but then she took another sip. Slurp, more like.

"… Oh, sure. Before the coffee runs out." She loudly slurped the rest of her coffee as one of her hands unzipped her shorts. Shimapan, of course. The white and teal stripes that defined a generation. It could be Maka's imagination acting up again, but the bulge seemed… larger. Almost as if it moved. It barely remained contained within those panties. But Miku left it at that.

At least, until she quite suddenly wiggled her foot free of Maka's hands and forced it into Maka's mouth. Two toes found themselves lodged in there, and they tasted of… well, not much at all. Maybe some soap. Fresh.

"But first, train your mouth a little, hm?" There was a devilish spark in Miku's eyes.

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 No.139216

>>139214

I don't think them being unwanted is really the problem, nobody simply ever tries it.

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 No.139217

File: 4fc5681d44c23b3⋯.jpg (134.29 KB,1280x1024,5:4,muvluv_nice_guys_get_dumpe….jpg)

>>139214

If I wanted to fuck a self-insert, I'd just go on omegle. Forbidden fruit is some tasty shit.

Seriously though, I've played with some good males in these threads before, but they're rare. This place isn't all just 'chan regulars, there's plenty of stinking normies around that spoil the mood. They most usually play males, coincidentally.

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 No.139219

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>>139215

Maka's eyes lit up, having been given the go-ahead more readily than she had expected. That probably meant the idol was used to such attention, Maka realised… She had to outdo them all and prove herself worthy of the idol's attention! She watched in excitement as Miku unzipped her pants, shuffling them down just enough to show off the prominent bulge in her underwear. It made her feel something in her own panties as she hungrily eyed Miku's crotch.

Before she could make a move or say anything else though, her attention was drawn back to the idol's foot, which wriggled in her hands for a moment before suddenly lodging itself in her mouth. She was shocked, but quickly regained her composure and after a few seconds of adjusting she started to move her tongue, suckling on those toes obediently. It was a new experience, to be sure, but not one that she disliked. Serving her idol like this was arousing and she felt honoured to get to touch the amazing Miku's feet in such an intimate way.

Taking the new development in her stride, she swirled her tongue around those first two toes before moving to suck on the others too. She put her hands back in place under Miku's ankle and heel, so the idol didn't have to hold it up herself, and set to work worshipping her foot. The loyal fan tasted every toe and licked up along her sole a few times before shuffling over to the other foot, lifting that up into her hands to do the same. She didn't know if any of Miku's assistants did this sort of thing for the idol, but if they did, Maka was determined to outperform them.

"I'll do anything you ask of me, Miku!" Maka declared proudly. "I'll show you what a real dedicated assistant can do!"

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 No.139220

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>>139219

Miku watched the girl with quite some amusement, silently giggling to herself. Or maybe she wast just ticklish. No matter what she thought of the girl's ministrations, she curled and uncurled her toes, spreading them and playing with her tongue through the sodden stocking. She even held her tongue between two toes, wiggling it around as if it were a bell. She had never done this before - or rather, never had this done to her before. She just did it as a laugh, expecting the fangirl to choke on her foot or something to that tone. But nope. Beyond all expectations so far, and there were many.

The idol pressed her feet together so her servant could cleanly transfer over, flicking her right foot off once she's started suckling on her other. The fabric of her thighhighs was fairly thin but stretchy and durable - something stringy and latex-like - so it didn't keep fluids all too well. Even then, Maka could feel her dyed hair getting a little moist as Miku rubbed her head with her free foot, both to cheer her on and to dry it off.

"Y-Yeah, do my sole," she commanded as her panties started growing a formidable tent, the kind that disregarded most boundaries and popped up from the top of panties. She absent-mindedly rubbed at the bulge with one hand as Maka worked on another patch of idol land. Maka could hear Miku's breath hitching every time she found a more sensitive spot, but she never moaned. She mostly managed to cover it up with quiet laughter

By the end, Maka could see Miku grinning wide, openly and earnestly. "Wow. That was… great." Her blush was no longer that of anger but of arousal, and it sure showed in her crotch. She had set the cup to the side and her hands were now back at her crotch, pushing her trousers downwards and her panties to the side.

"You've earned yourself a prize," She grinned down at the girl, letting her half-stick cock pop out from the side of her panties, already standing at some eight inches and engorging further. Next came her balls, smooth and hairless as they smooshed into the side of her thigh. She held up her cock by the uncut skin of the tip for Maka's perusal, patting her on the head with a foot for encouragement, "Seeing how well you've cleaned my feet, this must be your destiny." Maybe she was going to make a servant out of Maka after all?

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 No.139222

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>>139220

Maka nuzzled her head against Miku's foot as the idol rubbed her hair. Whether or not the idol intended it to be a sign of encouragent and affection, Maka was happy to accept it as one. Maka had enjoyed worshipping Miku's feet more so than she'd expected, though in truth she was simply happy to worship any part of the perfect idol. She was almost disappointed when Miku moved her feet away from her mouth, but what she was offered in exchange was more than enough to make her eyes light up in joy.

She looked on in bewilderment and awe as Miku pulled her panties to the side, letting that monster of a cock spring up. Maka knew right away that this was going to be a challenge, but she had no intentions of letting her idol down! This was her first time being in front of cock so big before. She'd been with just two guys before, but their relationships had been altogether vanilla. She could count the number of times she'd given someone head before on one hand, but it was enough experience to at least give her a good idea of what felt good and what didn't.

"Everything about you is amazing, Miku," Maka said as she shuffled forwards between her legs, eager to get closer. "Even your cock is huge!" Reaching out, Maka wrapped a hand around Miku's impressive girth, palm and fingers curling into shape and tensing, testing the member with a gentle grip. Leaning forwards, she opened her mouth and closed her lips around the first two inches of Miku's length, tongue encircling the idol's tip, rubbing and caressing it with its wet warmth. Taking her lips away again for a moment, her hand started to stroke up and down the mighty mast as she spoke proudly, "You can have any part of my body you like! I live to serve!"

Sadly, I need to start heading off to work now. If you want to go ahead and leave another post, I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I'm really enjoying it so far, looking forward to continuing!

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 No.139224

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>>139222

"I'm sure it is," Miku responded dismissively as Maka came closer, waving her off with an all the more dismissive gesture. She must've heard how 'sugoi' she is a thousand times over. Her name got worn out over such words to the point of complete erosion, to the point where the girl didn't even flinch when she revealed something that a scant few dozen people know about. If anyone of her less worthy assistants were ever to ask 'Gee, Miku-neesan, is that a pocket rocket or do you have a huge cock' in that all too smarmy manner, she'd just tell them to fuck off with their disgusting fetishes. It seemed to work. Rumors remained rumors, and her panties remained generally intact.

Miku watched Maka find her mark, thrusting her hips up a little to help her along and throbbing in response to every minute touch. She was rock hard within moments, and her hot cock seemed like it'd be begging to escape its measly size and soar ever higher when the girl's lips closed around its tip. Miku's cock truly was massive in the girl's hand, putting most all men bar the most well-endowed to utter shame at 11 inches, enough girth to throw a monkey wrench into using most masturbatory aids, and a voluminous undercarriage to boot. Weren't it for her voice and beauty, she'd have entered the porn industry for sure. Then again, this business is something very much like it, at least in practice.

When she heard of the girl's devotion, she was tempted to call Joseph over and tell him her kidneys are free for the taking, but that might've ruined the mood. And not because Maka would refuse in total shock. She really would have to hire her, wouldn't she? Well, hiring implies a salary, and that might not be necessary at all. Come to think of it, she never even thought about hiring some fans as assistants - it'd be difficult even if she did. A lot of them were disgusting or completely useless, others unnecessary baggage and so on. All of her current assistants were either hired through her company - stuck up professionals who would rather work at a TheDonald's than compliment her music - or other singers and idols she's badgered into doing her duty in exchange for trifle pay or a lack of blackmailing. It worked thus far, but none of them knew how to brew a cuppa. Or, at least, they deliberately didn't to get back at her.

Miku gasped lightly when she felt Maka's hand sliding along her shaft, shifting her hips around at the touch. Her cock twitched back, a pea of precum appearing at the tip. Physical checkups were always an inherently awkward affair for Miku. 'What's that?' 'Oh, that? It's my penis.' 'Your what?' 'My penis, you idiot. What the hell would you think it is, a glued on wet noodle that got mixed in with the ping pong ball factory next door? Of course it's a penis!' 'Well, it says here you are female, so-' 'Look, I don't care how young or old you are, I can fuck you into the ground any way I want with this-' Emphasizing cockthwap on the chair, which topples it 90% of the time, breaks a rung the rest, '-So do I have a cold or not?' And so on. Contrary to her boasting with the few private doctor's she's dealt with, she hasn't used it much at all. She hadn't the time. But now she had assistance, so she told exactly which body part she wanted right then, "Serve me with your mouth."

And as if she wasn't aroused or blushing in any way, she advised in much the same casual way, "Be careful. I'm damn pent up." And she was. She's been touring, concert by concert, contract by contract for months. She's been her music company's little paid slut for quite a while, and not even in the literal sense. With barely a moment of free time between each event and with the rest filled with business deals, talks, preparation and mandatory cardio, she was lucky to ever get a break. She hasn't jacked it for months. And now it was being taken up by this adoring fan.

"Oh, and if you have any friends, bring them along. I could pay them well." She rubbed Maka's neck with one foot, quite bluntly encouraging her as she pushed her head closer. She left Maka's neck sticky with her own saliva as she reached over to the table and tried to drink from her cup to no avail. She set it back down, disappointed at the entire lack of coffee. She couldn't do with just one devoted assistant, no - at least two, better three. One could get her fresh coffee, the other could clean her body and the third could be Maka. She'd taken a liking to the girl's idea of massaging. Otherwise, she let the girl do onto her as she liked, at her own pace. Miku was a patient girl - when she could afford it, which wasn't often. She hasn't disappointed her yet, so she didn't feel bad in giving her freedom.

I'll be waiting. There might even be more guests by then.

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 No.139320

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>>139224

Miku's already impressive member just seemed to get bigger and bigger in Maka's small hands, which honestly scared her a little. It wasn't the idea that it could hurt her that she found threatening, rather the worry that she might disappoint her idol by not being able to take it all. The more she stared at that immense cock, the more she had to accept that there was no way she could fit all of that in her mouth. She needed a plan B - disappointing Miku was not an option.

As she thought about what to do, she leaned forwards and pressed her tongue to the underside of the idol's length, flicking it across her tip. Sealing her lips around the head once more, she licked and suckled on those first few inches, slowly sinking further down as she considered her options. Friends, huh? That wasn't completely off the table. She knew of a few other people from the Miku fansite she frequented that were attending this show as well, people who would be more than happy to serve in much the same way. But then again, Maka had Miku all to herself right now. She was the sole objection of her idol's pleasure and arousal… No, she couldn't afford to be selfish right now. If she called in some backup, the of them could please the idol together, ensuring satisfaction.

Without removing her lips from Miku's member, Maka reached into her pocket and fished out her phone. Searching through her contacts, she found one of the girls that she knew had managed to find her way backstage too, typing up a quick message. 'I found Miku's room and OMG she has such a huge dick!!! Come find us, it's the door with Backstage VIP Lounge 2 written on it. I need your help pleasing her!!' Maka hit send and slid the phone back into her pocket, turning her attention back to the idol as she waited.

Ai, with her black hair, blue eyes and impressive bosom for her age, had to do a double-take when she read the text she'd received from Maka. Was it a joke? Maka was always telling tall tales and this one seemed particularly absurd. Still, there was that rumour going around. Ai always vehemently denied it whenever it cropped up on the fansite, though she couldn't deny that she might've thought about it on more than one occasion. Whilst naked. With her fingers between her legs. Still, her idol could never be so… indecent! Right? …Ai had to know. She wandered through the corridors, searching for the aforementioned door. In just a few minutes, she was standing right outside. Quietly, carefully, she started to push the door open to peek inside…

Jessica, standing out from her Asian peers with her brunette hair, sighed as she leaned against a wall. She was having a stressful night. The music was too loud, there were too many people around and she'd completely lost the agent she was supposed to be shadowing. Studying business management and Japanese, Jessica was in Japan as part of her course. Being surrounded by the language at all times was helping her adapt to fluency a lot, but overall the experience had been very overwhelming so far. She took a sip of her coffee and scrunched up her face in distaste. Why do people even bother buying this instant crap? Throwing it away, she tried to take a breather for a few minutes.

It was then that Jessica spotted someone who looked out of place snooping around. As she watched, the other girl went to push a door open to peek inside… I should stop this, Jessica thought to herself, and plucked up her courage. "E-excuse me…" she spoke as she took a step forwards, only to trip on her own feet. With a yelp, she tumbled forwards and collided with the other girl, the two of them squeaking as they fell into the door, knocking it open. Maka jumped, then silently sighed in relief that she didn't instinctively tense up and clench her teeth. Ai and Jessica both looked up from the floor, amazed by the sight of Maka kneeling in front of the green-haired idol, who seemed to possess an incredibly large cock. Ai's expression soon turned to one of wonder, awe and excitement. Jessica just looked confused. Japan is such a fucking weird country, she thought to herself.

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>>139214

>>139216

>>139217

Well if no one else wants to try, I'll do it myself.

"Oh, fuck…" Austin groaned as he relaxed. Raising his one sticky hand up, he watched with mild amusement as the stringy, white seed stretched and drooped from his fingers. Fuck, that had felt good. This time, he'd blown his load near Abby's desk. Tomorrow, he'd be looking at her in class, thinking about how close she's sitting to the spot where he'd spilled his seed. He'd spend the whole day hard at those thoughts and then do it again after school, near another girl's desk. This was the third day in a row he'd done this - the thrill from those vulgar thoughts and the possiblity that he could be caught were absolutely exhilirating. Of course, he didn't really think that he would be caught. The school is empty at this time, there's no reason for anyone to be in the building. Anyone still around for club activities would be across the courtyard in the other building.

He remained relaxed on the floor for a little while before reaching over to his bag and pulling out a packet of tissues to clean up with. His fantasies always started with him as the big man, pleasing the girls as he fucked them wild, but though he was loathe to admit it, he often actually got off more to thoughts of being pushed down, made to eat them out, being ridden forcibly. He was a shy, young man and these secret, public masturbation sessions were the only real outlier in his otherwise modest and introverted personality. Turning around, he leaned under Abby's desk and licked the floor where her feet would normally rest during class. "God, you're pathetic, Austin," he said to himself under his breath. And then he imagined hearing those same words in Abby's voice a felt a pleasurable chill run through his spine. Of course, it hadn't even ocurred to him that he could've been seen doing any and all of this…

A lot of ways this could go that I'd be happy with. Obviously set up for some femdom, but said fem could be a trap. Teacher or student both work. Or both, there's no limit on the number of characters in the partner post. It doesn't have to be particularly dom either - Austin will be submissive and possibly even beg his partner to dom him if they don't initially, but shy/reluctant doms can be hella cute.

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>>139320

Miku shivered. She had craved for this release for a long time. Pun entirely intended. Another few drops of pre made their way to Maka's mouth even as she pulled out… something that shone quite a lot. Miku heard some tapping, then a brief spike of anger shot through her features before she's settled back down again - She obviously wasn't going to leak anything. She's just getting some of those friends, obviously. Yeah. Miku rewarded Maka for her generosity with another bead of sweet, sweet precum. She's even managed to take more of Miku's cock as she distracted herself with her phone, bless her.

This was basically how half the rumors started. Someone saw a bigger knob than expected in Miku's panties, sent it out without photo evidence and their friends did rest of the work. Miku listened carefully to see if this message was in fact lacking photo evidence, and she sighed as she heard nor saw any evidence of Maka taking a picture. She personally wouldn't mind; it likely wouldn't turn into that big of a deal - but you never know. Miku has a multi-billion carreer to uphold. In fact, Miku found there was something tempting about some girl leaking out photos of her cock while taking half of it.

Miku was brought out of her reverie by first the door creaking open, then it nearly falling off its hinges as a pair of girls collided and fell through the entrance. Her legs tensed for a few moments as if she was ready to jump away - all they've managed to do is bring Maka closer. A little too noisy, but they'd do.

「やれやれ~」 would be the first thing Jessica heard inside that room, apart from surprised screaming and the sound of a teenage girl sucking off another teenage girl. At least, they both looked teenage. Come to think of it, most people in and at this concert did. One of those girls spoke up - specifically the one getting sucked off - and motioned the two towards her with a hand motion and a smile. She had a peculiar voice, high pitched but smooth and one could even call it delicate - if she wasn't getting sucked off at that moment.

"And close the door, it's breezy outside." Miku grinned at the two new guests. Tonight was getting filled with new experiences, wasn't it? Not two, but three new assistants of an entirely different kind. It couldn't possibly get better, could it? She's gonna have to expand her payroll quite a bit, if not for their salary then for some leashes and cute outfits. Could she do that? Likely yes - was the sad but true answer.

"One of you gets to clean my feet, the other can get me some coffee. Understand?" She thrust up into Maka's mouth, holding her head with one hand and squeezing the bean bag with the other. She glanced a look at the girl, humming to herself before adding, "Or you could clean uh…-" Miku waved her hand in circles in the air. She realized she didn't even know this selfless broad'd name, and in the middle of the blowjob probably isn't the best time to ask, "-this girl's feet. Up to you."

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 No.139394

>>139336

Ai sprung to her feet after recovering from her initial shock, eager to please. She didn't have the confidence and forwardness that her friend Maka did, but there was no way she could deny her idol. Forgetting about the door entirely, she hurried over to the pair of girls at the bean bag, a gentle blush in her cheeks. Without a word, she dropped down besides Maka and took one of Miku's feet up into her hands. She eyed the girthy member and Maka's lips wrapped around it for a moment, but she was happy to focus on the idol's wriggling toes and smooth sole.

Unlike Maka, Ai was a virgin. She hadn't even kissed anyone before. But also unlike Maka, she didn't even think about how Miku wanted her to clean her feet. It had to be with her mouth, of course; Ai's fantasies were always thoroughly submissive. She wanted Miku to literally walk all over her, to grind a heel into her cheek and to kick her womanhood at full force. She kept these masochistic thoughts to herself though as she opened her mouth and sealed her lips around Miku's toes. Whilst Maka had done a diligent, thorough and concentrated job, Ai was moaning as soon as she tasted the idol's foot. Even if there wasn't really much to smell, she wriggled her nose in delight as she sniffed, running her tongue all along the idol's foot sloppily and eagerly.

Jessica was still on the floor looking rather stunned as the other girl bounded over to join the unusual pair. It took her a moment to recognise the green-haired idol, leaving her even more bewildered after she realised just who it was. Snapping back to her sense, she turned around shut the door, sighing deeply - if nothing else, she didn't want anyone else to see what kind of madness she'd gotten herself involved in. Perhaps worst of all, looking back at the girls, she realised she was probably the oldest one in the room. The girls on their knees looked about 16 and Miku herself only 19 or 20. Jessica was in her third year at university, pushing 21. She couldn't have felt more out of place.

Still, a diva was a diva and she couldn't just walk away now. Besides, keeping the idol happy could be good for her in the future. Slowly and awkwardly, she approached the other three girls, her heart thumping rather erratically, part of her convinced this was all a dream. She saw the half-drunk cup of coffee on the table and reached out for it. Still hot. "…Would you like me to, uhh… hold your drink for you?" Reaching out, she held the cup in front of the idol so that she could sip on it without having to move too much.

Meanwhile, Maka's mouth continued its sexual and affectionate assault on Miku's member, lips gliding up and down her shaft, spreading that wet warmth as her tongue danced along every inch that it could reach. Droplets of pre-cum oozed from the idol's tip and soaked into Maka's tongue, making the eccentric girl shudder a little in pleasure. It felt goooooood to please her idol like this. She pushed herself down as far as she could manage, taking 6 or 7 inches into her mouth. There was no way she could go any further without gagging, she realised, but she was keen to make the idol climax.

While her mouth bobbed up and down on the first half of Miku's cock with unrelenting vigour, a hand wrapped firmly around the base of the shaft stroked and turned, stimulating every inch of that massive member. Maka was sorely tempted to rub herself between the legs with her free hand, but pleasing the idol came first and she instead reached out to take Miku's equally impressive balls in her hand. She jiggled, rubbed and gently squeezed them, urging the idol to cum for her. Would Miku want her to swallow it all? Or would she rather pull out and paint part of her body white? Either way, she was prepared, ready to move at a moment's notice for her.

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 No.139397

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>>139394

The idol proffered her feet towards the one girl as she approached, crossing one leg over the other and holding Maka's head close. She spotted the girl eyeing the other and casually commented before she could accept her feet, "No worries, you'll get your turn." She bucked up into Maka's mouth again, caressing her head with a hand as she watched her try so hard. An admirable effort. She might have to pay her in more than just butt plugs and slutty direct-access panties. "Oh, and your friend's already licked those clean." Heh, that must be the most improper indirect kiss ever. The girl went to work regardless, and Miku was forced to bite her lip to stifle a moan from the combination stimulation. She reclined back to hide her vulnerable expression, hands folded behind her head.

Miku let out a long sigh. She really was getting spoiled, wasn't she? One girl trying her best to take her cock, another trying her best to match the previous' performance in foot service, a third trying to find where to fit in. It felt like she was back in high school, except with a lot more dicksucking. Well, getting more dicksucking at least. Miku instinctively moved her hips up in time with Maka's lips, occasionally hitting the roof of her mouth as she went out of sync and hearing her choke a little every time with some amusement. She was enjoying this a little too much. She was holding herself down just to see how long Maka could go - otherwise she would've came two times over already.

That's when Jessica walked into her field of vision. Miku struggled to keep a neutral, generally pleased expression as the girl came closer. She didn't need to - she wasn't the type to lock eyes with someone in the middle of oral sex. Instead, Miku's face turned sour at the woman's anxious actions. She took the cup, then pushed it back into the woman's side with a scowl, "I'm no baby, I can hold it myself. Can't you see it's empty?" And it was. Miku couldn't possibly let a good cuppa go unattended for so long. Even then, she calmed down, realizing she probably wouldn't get any more of that sweet dark goodness with harsh words and swearing. Or the sound of a girl choking on her dick once again while another slurped inbetween her toes did the job. She twirled a strand of long, teal hair with her free hand while smiling up to the woman, depending on charm more than anger, "Are you able to fill it back up? As you can see-" Miku motioned to the duo beneath her, "-I am currently hiring capable staff." She gave the woman an incredibly blunt wink. So blunt, in fact, that it likely didn't have anything sexual about it at all - she just implied her previous staff sucked dicks, and not in the good way.

Speaking of sucking dick, Maka was doing too good a job. Miku felt herself peak - then punched it right back into a recessed valley. All that came out was an larger than usual dollop of precum accompanied by a quiet moan and her toes accidentally gripping Ai's lower lip. As an idol, Miku had many a technique learned throughout her career. She meditated, she stretched, she ran, she did everything to stay in shape, both mental and physical. She just had very little play. In fact, the little play she did get frequently got interrupted by awfully well-timed execs and messenger boys barging in. She had perfected the art of cumming, then stuffing all that semen back before it could do any damage. It was a pentagruelian task. But she was just perfect like that.

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>>139397

Jessica apologised nervously and took the cup back, bowing before shuffling out of the room promptly. She sighed as she shut the door behind her. Today was just not her day. Taking a look into the dregs of the cup and smelling the aroma of the coffee, she realised it couldn't have been the instant crap that she'd been drinking earlier. She found her way back to the staff room with the coffee machine and rifled through the drawers until she found the good beans. Grinding them down, she prepared another coffee. Whether or not it would be as good as the first one the idol was drinking, she wasn't sure, but she was certain it would be better than the instant. As the coffee brewed, she considered how she'd got herself into this mess. The more she thought, the more resolute she became on pleasing the idol - that seemed to be a ticket to success, after all. But what was the best way to do that? Well, sexually, from the look of it. Jessica wasn't the most outgoing girl in the world, but she was sure she'd have more experience than those teenagers! With her mind made up, Jessica marched back to Miku's room, determined to please.

Back in the idol's room, the other two girls were focused on trying to keep Miku pleased too. Maka coughs and splutters a little as the idol thrusts her cock deeper, pre-cum flowing down her throat as she swallows. The idol was lasting longer than any guy she'd been with before. Well, she might be hard to please, but Maka had no intention of giving up. She was going to make Miku cum no matter what it took. Her face was flushed red, but she sucked faster and harder, taking as much as she could and trying not to gag as she did. She wanted nothing more than to please the idol.

Ai was in heaven, adoring Miku's feet with her mouth. She turned her face from time to time to nuzzle against the idol's wet sole and rub her cheeks against her toes. "I love you, Miku-sama," she declared as one hand reached down between her own legs. As she continued her oral worship on those feet, Ai reached under her skirt and started to rub herself through her underwear. "May I call you Mistress, please? Please treat me like dirt, Mistress!"

Jessica strode back into the room, her expression one completely opposite of the submissive girl's. She walked over to the table and placed the coffee down, before looking over the other girls with a hardered face. Jessica reached out with one hand towards Maka, placing it on her head and wrapping her hair around her fingers. She pushed down, leaving Maka wide-eyed with shock. As Maka coughed and struggled around Miku's member, Jessica looked down at the idol sternly. "These little girls aren't fit to lick your boots. I can show you how a real woman likes to play."

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 No.139407

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>>139403

Miku gulped loudly, shaking from the mental effort required of cockblocking yourself through sheer will. She groaned, shifting her hips as if to escape Maka's mouth, but she neither wanted that nor would be capable of such a feat. She held the fabric of the bean bag tightly as if it'd help her concentrate. This one was close. It wouldn't take much at all to kick her over the edge and then some. Maka redoubling her efforts to get her off didn't help - but she could handle it, at least for a little while. Mouth versus cock. It was a battle of the wits. Only the one who lasted longer would truly be worthy. She'd take the girl to the ends of her lungs and back if she had to.

It was unfortunate, then, that she listened to Maka's friend. The admission of devotion made her cock twitch and balls jump, but that was nothing compared to 'mistress'. "Really?" She leaned forward and stared silently at the girl currently worshiping her feet, "… Seriously?" The only other sound in the room apart from her voice was the dutiful slurping of Maka's mouth. That honest trooper of a gal was so devoted to Miku that she hadn't even bothered with masturbating, unlike her obviously less devoted friend. She could see the hand that wasn't around her leg buried somewhere between the girl's legs. And the very insolence - that kind of service usually came at millions of yen, and that didn't come with the risk of pregnancy. No, this wouldn't do, "If you wish-" Miku roughly kicked Ai away, shaking her sodden foot off at her, "-No feet for you. Not until you make your friend cum. With your mouth. Now." "She pierced Ai with a fierce stare, one that would definitely force her into action. And if it didn't, there's no reason why she couldn't extend her battle with Maka by interrupting it with some serious berating. Miku knew ways to make even a masochist regret their decision."

That was, of course, when Jessica returned. Miku hadn't even noticed her until she was next to Maka - and then, in a moment of distraction caused by Ai's sheer selfishness, she finally lost.

Miku bolted upright, hands enclosing around Maka's head as her legs wrapped around her torso, forcing her into soldiering through something akin to a surprise-deepthroat. Jessica's sudden entry forced the rest of Miku's enormous shaft down Maka's mouth, throat and a few inches further. It was a wonder that a deepthroat was even possible in this position, but apparently it was. Miku didn't need any proof. Her little death was proof enough. She felt Maka's throat tremble around it, nose sniffling uselessly against her bare crotch and chin resting against a pair of testicles already in the midst of release. She was unloading rope upon rope into Maka before she even realized, and before she hope to bring back control she found herself in the throes of a powerful climax. Her entire body shook with each spurt, eyes turning sky-ward as she thrust into Maka's mouth in reflexive spasms, depositing the hefty load of many average men right into her throat.

Miku found difficulty even with not toppling over forwards as she twitched, groaning for a good half minute before she let off. She slumped back into her beanbag, letting go of Maka's head and pushing her off her still drooling member so she doesn't go anemic. She had at least that decency. Even then, she remained as she was, panting for quite a while, looking at least a bit delirious until she realized - Jessica came back with her coffee, right? Miku blindly pawed in the general direction where she heard the thunk of the cup - then brought it over and slurped at it loudly without even turning her head. A little messy, at least. Revitalized, she put it away and glared at Jessica, still standing and looking a little too assertive.

"What are you waiting for? Clean it." She wiped her mouth with her sleeve - which definitely had coffee stains on it by now. No matter how much she tried to hide it, her voice seemed breathy. But her cock was still twitching provocatively like an amateur boxer who managed to survive the first round against Apollo Creed. That coffee really must've revitalized her. She patted Maka's head - just to make sure she's okay, in no way was she silently complimenting her, no - before gently pushing her away and giving Jessica a view of her objective. Her smooth, covered in cum and Maka's drool, enormous objective. Heh, that's a second one. Miku might have to start noting them down.

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 No.139410

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Missing an arm and an eye with a large scar marking her body from head to stomach, Matilda had long since accepted that she didn't fit into most people's definition of 'pretty'. Even her remaining eye looked odd, tinted red permanently thanks to her injuries. Even her chest was flat, so she couldn't even rely on her bodyshape. Even so, she was still a woman, with needs and desires like any other. She did have a boyfriend before the car crash, so she wasn't completely inexperienced, but the trauma did drive them away. A few years on now at the age of 19, she finally felt ready to present herself sexually once again.

There was a problem, however - the after-effects of the accident had left her introverted and secluded for quite some time. It had taken away her parents too, after all. She didn't really know many people any more. Her only male friends were all online in far away places, so she couldn't exactly ask one of them to… 'take care' of her. As she trawled the web for a solution, she came across stories of a venue not far from where she lived. Some sort of orgy bar, where people met up just to fuck. Matilda was nervous, but this seemed like her best bet. Dressing lightly, she set out for her destination, both fear and desire weighing down on her.

When she reached the address she'd read online, she suddenly wasn't too sure about heading inside. A single door at the side of a building, the nearby windows were all seemingly blacked out so that you couldn't see outside. There were no signs of any kind, other than a lot number. Swallowing her fears, she pushed the door and stepped inside to find… a rather pleasant-looking bar. There were no customers at this time, just the bartender on her own.

"Welcome," the bartender said, idly polishing glasses. "Don't see many people here at this time. I don't think there are more than a few people round the back."

Matilda looked over to another door besides the counter, which held a sign above it reading, 'Orgy room this way'. Steeling herself, Matilda pushed through the door and walked down a short corridor, reaching a curtain. She could smell the pungent scents of semen and sex already, her hands shaking as she pushed past the curtain. The room beyond it was large and open, with pieces of furniture dotted all around. Couches, beds and tables in abundance. Moody lighting bathed the place in a warm glow and quiet music came from speakers in the walls. Looking around, there really were only a few people in there. But she was here now, so she scratched her head and started to disrobe, hoping to draw some attention.

Male or female partner, or multiple of each, a mix, whatever, it's all good. Maybe even the bartender could come round for some fun. A gentle and vanilla start befitting a woman who hasn't done this sort of thing in 3 years or so, with the possibility of ramping up into some other stuff later.

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 No.139430

>>139407

'Messy' was the only word to describe Maka's efforts to contain Miku's orgasm. As dedicated as she was, she was only one girl, and a relatively small one at that. She gulped down what she could, but there was far more than she could have anticipated, making her cough and splutter as she was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of semen. It drooled down her chin, dripping down and staining her clothes. It soaked Miku's crotch, leaving the strong smell of jizz to fill the room. As Maka fell back, she panted and wiped her mouth, licking up what she could from her own face, seeking to please still. She was ready and willing to dive back and lick clean everything she'd missed, but when that order fell to the American girl, she held back.

Kicked back away from the source of all her desires, Ai panted as she recovered, mixed emotions welling up within her. She was disappointed that she wasn't allowed to play with Miku's feet any more, of course, but the pleasure she got from being denied something at all was greater. She swiftly and obediently did as she was told, tugging Maka back and flipping her over. Maka lay on her back, breathing quickly, and watched with surprise as Ai aggressively approached. Her skirt was flipped up and her moist underwear pulled to the side. Before she knew what was happening, Ai's head was between her thighs and she felt the warm caress of a tongue along her lower lips. Ai's efforts were sloppy and inexperienced, but eager, if only so she could return to her Mistress' body.

''Maka soon calmed herself and groaned pleasurably, writhing in relief. Maka knew Ai quite well, and though they'd never done anything like this before, she had a good idea of what they'd both like to do most. Grabbing Ai's hair, she suddenly and roughly pulled Ai away, the lurched forwards and pushed the more submissive girl onto her back. She crawled over her friend, stopping once her crotch was hovering above Ai's face, then sat down, pressing her slit to Ai's mouth.'

It was a far cry from having Miku do the same for Ai, but it was definitely better than nothing and very enjoyable. She hungrily lapped away Maka's womanhood, tongue poking between her lips and flicking against her clit. She continued to play with herself between her legs, whilst Maka gripped Ai's hair and started grinding against her friend's mouth and chin.

Jessica paid no mind to what the other girls were doing, keeping her attention on the idol. Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself. She could tell that neither of the two of them were quite as dominant and forceful as they were pretending to be, but something about Miku's attitude rubbed her the wrong way. Making up her mind, she moved to Miku's front, but instead of kneeling down, she pushed the idol's legs together and sat on them. Jessica was the biggest and oldest girl in the room, at least she assumed she was, so she wasn't about to let them all push her around. Jessica shuffled forwards on Miku's lap, letting thet sticky cock twitch between them, then leaned in. She took the idol's wrists and pinned them back gently, speaking softly with her face mere inches from the other girl's, "I like it messy."

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 No.139431

Is there anyone lurking or popping in from time to time who would like to see a particular type of character played?

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 No.139433

>>139430

Sorry, I can't respond right now. I'll post in ten hours, more or less.

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 No.139434

File: bffa6d941f49a59⋯.png (424.49 KB,637x900,637:900,0653513db10c22e705dfc75ee9….png)

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As the sun set, a mature-looking woman made her way into the bar. It'd been a long day shooting out in the local woods. Now the light was gone, and so were all the birds and deer. The local wildlife was gorgeous as always, but tonight, Christine was in the mood for a different kind of beauty, carnal and intimate.

After helping herself to a cider and a basket of fries at the bar, she slipped into the back room. Peeling off her modest sweater and shirt, a pair of heavy breasts bounced out. Looking down a little self-consciously, Chrissy had to wonder if the lacy black underthings she picked out for tonight were overdoing it…

Taking a glance around for a partner, the first person that caught her eye was the small-framed girl with the scarring (>>139410), but the energetic brunette flinging her clothes across the room certainly didn't fail to catch her attention either (>>138960). Taking a seat across from the both of them, she gave a small wave and a smile, wondering if either of them would come over.

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 No.139435

>>139434

Fuck me, I screwed up the post links.

>>139410

>>138960

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 No.139437

>>139434

The bottomless brunette bounded over to the new arrival, offering a smile as she leaned forwards in front of her. "Wow, those puppies are big!" she said with a chuckle, raising up her hands and wriggling her fingers suggestively and perversely. "Mind if I give them a squeeze~?" Mandy hadn't even thought to introduce herself to the older woman yet, but that's just how she was. Assertive and upbeat, both in the bedroom and out of it. "Ooh, is this your camera?" she said, taking note of the other woman's belongings. "Should I pose for some pictures?" she asked with a playful giggle.

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 No.139445

>>139437

The younger girl drawing even more attention to Chris's generous bust turned the camerawoman's face a bit red, and she reflexively reached for the camera sticking out of her purse when Mandy mentioned it, fearing the eager girl would pick it up and play with it. Teens always had to touch things… it was like they wouldn't think something was real unless they had it in their hands.

"W-well hang on, one thing at a time… And no, I don't mind, as long as I get to return the favor."

Without waiting for an answer, a soft hand slid up the back of Mandy's thigh, squeezing lightly just under her bare ass.

If anyone else wants to jump in, I'm fine with that too

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 No.139448

>>139445

Mandy didn't hesitate, grabbing a handful as soon as she was given the go ahead. She playfully squeezed and kneaded the older woman's breasts in her fingers, feeling their soft, pillowy goodness. Mandy climbed up onto the couch with the other woman, her knees planted on either side of the older woman's thighs. She ran her fingers over Christine's large breasts, tracing over the strings of her bra and gently rubbing her nipples through the fabric. Her backside wiggled a little in Catherine's grasp, spreading her legs to give the older woman easy access to, well, whatever she liked, frankly. Her bare slit was damp, but her arousal hadn't reached its peak just yet.

"Oh, uh, what's your name?" Mandy asked suddenly as it dawned on her that neither had introduced themselves. "I'm Mandy! It's a pleasure to meet you… and to touch you!" Mandy chuckled as she continued to caress the other woman's chest, her fingers starting to worm their way under the cloth of the bra.

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 No.139450

How would people feel about having a "canon" setting for the orgy room? Stuff like layout, maybe the owner and some history of the place, etc. World-building can be a lot of fun, even on a small scale, and sometimes even more so in a group.

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 No.139452

>>139450

NO

NO

NO

NO

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 No.139453

>>139450

Nah, the concept works best in a vacuum. While I wouldn't be opposed to such a thing for other, more specific categories of play (such as a whore house, or a strip club, or something), some of the pitches had little to do with any one place. Best to leave it as a whatever-you-want sort of thread.

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 No.139459

>>139448

"Christine." she sighed as the girl groped and squeezed, tenderly teasing her up. Letting a small, quiet moan slip out, Mandy felt the woman's body heat up in her hands, her sensitive nipples stiffening up under the silk and lace. Chrissy's gentle fingertips grazed back and forth across the inside of Mandy's thigh, sliding up to caress her ass and drag back down the small of her back. The shutterbug's other hand drifted up the younger woman's shirt, curious to feel the curve and shape of her body beneath the large black tee.

>>139450

I wouldn't mind having a more consistent setting, actually. I once floated the idea of having a thread's setting loosely inspired by the background of the OP pic. Obviously it wouldn't apply for this one, but I recall a past thread where the OP pic was a big pool party. I think it'd help create a sense of togetherness, as opposed to merely having a bunch of separate scenes that happen to be in the same thread, like me, Mandy and the one-armed girl at a sex club/bar, while Miku and her groupies are at a backstage fuckfest and that demon lady is in the middle of rural Japan. Having everyone in the same place could open up broader avenues for group play, instead of everyone being contained to their own little thing.

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 No.139465

>>139459

"Damn, you must give some fantastic titfucks with these babies," Mandy said bluntly, before chuckling again. "Sorry, I'm not a very reserved girl, verbally or otherwise, as you can probably tell. I hope it doesn't bother you, it definitely isn't my intention to offend." Slipping her hands under Christine's bra, Mandy lifted it up, letting the older woman's breasts escape their cloth prison. "It is my intention to make you feel good though," she added with a sly smirk in a softer, more sensual tone. Her fingers moved to Christine's nipples and pinched them gently, twisting and rubbing them playfully. "Big and sensitive, huh? I'll have you moaning before you know it, Christine, don't you worry~"

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 No.139495

>>139217

Were these good males, by chance, things like minotaurs, dragons or anthros that helped create a disconnect?

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 No.139506

File: 7032bb10eb50cc6⋯.jpg (740.72 KB,860x1214,430:607,43914bdfdd8742a585a2f854d9….jpg)

Everyone always said she was too ditzy to be a sorceress, but Lenne had been determined to prove them wrong. She studied hard, focusing all her energy and time, learning the ways of magic and runes. In the end, she managed to prove to everyone that had doubted her… that they were absolutely right.

Lenne moved her hands, following the motions and conjuring up the circles with her gestures. The portal started to form and grow right before her eyes. This was a delicate magic and concentration was important - lose focus before completing it all properly and the portal could be linked to pretty much anywhere, allowing anything that happened to be on the other side to wander back through. It was at that moment that she spotted a large spider crawling along the wall near her and she cried out in fear. Her fate was sealed, the portal opening up and locking to… she had absolutely no idea where. Poking her head through to find out probably wasn't a particularly good idea either, so her only real option was to close it again, as soon as possible. Unfortunately, that would take a minute or so to do, leaving more than enough time for something to find its way through…

Anything. Tentacle beast, minotaur, a group of bandits, a lesbian orc, a dog - I'm down to try anything. Obviously going for a pretty rapey angle, but it doesn't have to be, depending on what comes on through. On the flipside, it could get incredibly violent and sadistic too.

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 No.139574

File: a9baef00c07e73e⋯.jpg (786.5 KB,1920x1080,16:9,1531151 - Elzi Miku_Hatsun….jpg)

>>139430

did I say 10 more like a day right huh fuck me

In the small window between seeing Maka off and Jessica taking her place, she watched the two with a measure of… surprise. She had intended to preoccupy Maka with her friend and therefore come on top by proxy, but Jessica put a stop to that. Instead, this… She couldn't imagine the speed at which she turned two women lesbian with a mere command in her wildest dreams. Actually, they were probably lesbians already, this was just a change of pace. Nevermind. Intercourse was always a difficult conversation with Miku. For her, it was like the birds and the bugbears.

Miku watched the two - hoping either of them would ware for dominance and start a fight - until Jessica blocked her views. She was tempted to yell at her for spoiling the fun, but she bid her time. Miku watched her with suspicion as she dipped further into the bean bag under their combined weight. She allowed Jessica to sit on her, she even allowed her the hand holding, but getting all close and personal cost $500 extra to the boss, and she wasn't under any contract then. She waited for the girl to lean in and speak her worth before she responded, mere inches away from her face,

"I'm sure you do."

She pursed her lips, then spit right at her nose.

"Get to cleaning before it gets any messier." She shrugged Jessica's hands off as if they were crawling insects and stared her down, waiting for her to make her move. Miku probably wouldn't be able to beat her in a fair fight, but 'liking it messy' is the same as 'playing dirty,' right?

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 No.139579

>>139495

No, they were plain humans, but they played plain humans with character, with creativity, and an idea. That's what most self inserts lack. They just want to fuck, and that's where it ends - a good roleplayer; nay, a good writer can bring their own ideas, feel out their audience's likes and dislikes and add spice to something that is basically just two people rhythmically wriggling against each other until some internal fluid comes out.

But in general, yeah. I mean, I've played the minotaur here before. I just don't like playing with bare human males, and that attitude sadly transfers to all human males. But not the rest.

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 No.139600

File: 2ae1ca5b72ebc9b⋯.jpg (802.54 KB,1000x719,1000:719,638207c1c54b821ef20a284427….jpg)

The young bard played his lute quietly to himself just outside of town, looking over the fields, enjoying the scents and sights that nature had to offer. He'd spent the night at a local tavern and was preparing to bid farewell, leaving with a generous number of coins in his purse, a few pieces of jewellery and a certain satisfaction in his loins. Yes, he was little more than a smooth-talking thief, channeling magics through his songs to arouse those around him, melting away their inhibitions and will to resist. He'd satisfy himself in their beds, then steal away with their belongings before daybreak. It was a simple con, but a fun one to be sure, rarely landing him in any trouble. He chuckled at the thought of how many bastard children he must've sired around the neighboring kingdoms, readying himself to hit the road before he noticed a figure approaching…

Female partner only, but lots of options. A guard here to confront and apprehend him, the previous night's victim looking for revenge, a fellow thief, etc. His magic is easy to resist the full effect of if someone is aware of it, but it could still do enough to make someone horny, and who knows where it might go from there? Anything from punishing femdom to submitting to his charm is good. And a fellow thief might well be more attractive that anyone else, leading to a possibly balanced/switch scenario.

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 No.139620

>>139574

Fuck, sorry, now I've been super busy all day too. Don't suppose I could get some contact info, anon? I'd like to talk to you about where this is going without clogging up the thread.

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 No.139634

>>139620

But isn't clogging up the thread the entire point?

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 No.139731

>>139465

Sorry for the pause. I spent most of yesterday completely exhausted for no apparent reason

Chris gave a laugh as Mandy joked, giving light gasps of pleasure with each pinch and squeeze. She was halfway to moaning already, and the feel of moistened panties against the younger girl's skin attested to that. "Never tried it, really… Maybe I will tonight."

Tilting her head to the side, she called out "Free titfuck to a good home!" to the crowd with a giggle, wondering if anyone would bite.

Turning her attention back to the partner in front of her (or nearly on top of her, more accurately), she tugs her shirt up over her head and casts it aside, massaging Mandy's breasts with as much enthusiasm as Mandy was giving her.

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 No.139750

File: f1cf303dd39cfcf⋯.png (341.74 KB,600x1000,3:5,ff789115bb224e7df72b2345a0….png)

>>139329

Abby scolded herself under her breath as she made her way towards the classroom - Honestly, how could she be so scatterbrained as to forget something so important? She never had anywhere to go after class and no one to bother her when it came time to go home, so truly forgetting her reference book was inexcusable. Of course, that's what such a studious girl would think, but something about the empty halls and the far-off cries of her classmates made her happy. Oh, how much better it would be if school were like this! She wouldn't have to grind her teeth as aimless, obnoxious "Besties" made plans for parties next to her as if desperate to break her concentration. No rough-and-tumble boys to toss things about the classroom and horseplay as they strategized how to dump their chores on more rule-abiding people like herself. The thought of finally graduating so that she could stew her life away in some university laboratory almost made her smile - How wonderful it was being all by herself and free from other teenagers!

Opening the classroom door as quietly as was expected from such a prim girl, it took her a bit to realize just how wrong she was about being alone. Austin, her otherwise unassuming classmate, naked from the waist down…Cleaning the floor under her desk with his tongue…Something sticky, white, splattered all over the place…

Even a prude like herself could piece together what had happened. Austin was masturbating in the classroom after class and licking the floor was most likely some sort of bizarre fetish act. While Abby was renown for her robotic personality, witnessing something so disgusting had cracked her polite outer shell - With her brow starting to wrinkle and her mouth inching up into a sneer, her eyes didn't seem to know which gut-churning detail to focus on, because she certainly couldn't bring herself to stare at him directly. Was this normal for boys? Austin was so average, so easily lost in a crowd of males his age, that her mind spun at the thought of the rest of her classmates getting off in similarly crude ways. Truly, such a cold girl had never had enough of a social life to tell - More importantly, what disgusted her the most was that she found a strange sort of interest in her classmate's actions. Whenever Abby faced confusion her first response was always to investigate and experiment, and oh how she loathed that fact as she surveyed the baffling scene. Every reasonable part of her brain screamed at her to just take her books and leave him to his shame and yet she couldn't ignore the feeling that this would be her one and only chance to pry at such a strange boy.

"Austin…What is this…?" Her usually-monotone voice was filled with disgust, an understandably hard tone that a girl would only use to give a creep his final warning. Despite this, she inched her way into the classroom and closed the door as if she were in no rush to go anywhere, perhaps even trapping the pervert in front of her from escaping her.

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 No.139759

>>139750

Austin froze, the colour draining from his face. No, no this couldn't be happening. He imagined that voice, right? Yeah, he'd turn around and no one would be there. Why would anyone be around at this time? He gulped as he felt beads of swear starting to form on his forehead, his stomach churning. Slowly, very slowly, he turned his head back with a fearful look on his face, an expression that only intensified as Abby came into view. He fell back in shock, before desperately trying to pull his pants back up and cover his shame in an embarrassing struggle. It was a waste of time really, as even with his dick hidden by the crotch of his clothes, they were stained with semen. He had some of it up on his hands and chest too, and his junk sat in an uncomfortable, sticky and wet mess inside his pants. This had to be the most humiliating moment of his life so far.

"A-Abby…" He struggled to say, his mouth feeling dry. All he could think to do was grovel. "I-I-I'm so sorry! Please don't tell anyone about this! I-I'm begging you!" His face burned red with embarrassment and worry. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to say. He could easily be expelled for something like this, perhaps even face court charges. Juvenile prison time, or being put on a sex offenders list… It was too awful to think about! He almost face-planted the floor, bowing as low as he could, offering up apologies and begging for forgiveness. "Please, I'll do anything you want! Please, please, please!" There were tears in his eyes by this point. He really was pathetic.

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 No.139900

>>139759

She stepped up to the groveling boy steadily, her walk as ridged as always but as smoothly as someone would approach an injured animal. If Abby were more expressive, it would have been clearer that the shock of the whole situation still hadn't worn off.

On one hand, seeing him writhing around on the floor was, in a word, gross. Covered in his own semen and struggling with something even as basic as pulling up his own pants, he reminded her of a pathetic larvae squirming around in confusion at the bottom of an egg carton. Abby typically expected boys to have some sort of backbone and perhaps she'd even felt some fear at the thought of being sexually assaulted considering his actions and their setting, but seeing him so pathetic sent shivers of second-hand embarrassment down her spine. She could only imagine what sort of events could lead to a man becoming so lowly. The more she dwelled on the subject, the more certain she became that - Even if all boys did something as tawdry as public masturbation - None of them would have submitted to their fears and shame as quickly as Austin had.

On the other hand, a bizarre sense of satisfaction nagged at her. How long had it been since a classmate had paid her any attention, much less a boy? Abby was the official ghost of the classroom. At least the other "Nerds" gained some recognition in the form of bullying, but socially she was even lower, not even worth a second glance. Now such an average person was prostrating himself before her, his forehead on the floor in tearful submission. How…Strangely thrilling. Perhaps the jolt of excitement she felt at being taken so seriously made her just as terrible, but…No, that couldn't be. If he were honestly willing to fulfill any and all of her demands, that would simply make inspecting him easier.

Taking hold of her senses, Abby crossed her arms and took a seat on a nearby desk. Normally she wouldn't have been loose enough to sit on any sort of table, but she didn't want to get closer to Austin and his filthy puddle of seed any more than she had to. "Get up." She'd planned to scold him like she would a child, but her words still came out with a hateful bite. "Answer me. What is all this? What are you doing here?"

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 No.140018

>>139574

Sorry about not getting back to you before, work has eaten me up the past few days. Still want to continue? Also, would you prefer if Jessica pushed on or backed down? Or should I make it a surprise?

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 No.140022

File: 83ba2c00db1b2a3⋯.png (1.17 MB,803x1200,803:1200,94fcf4eb755bb848bd6f7ea1ff….png)

It really hadn't been a good week for Marianne, not after moving out to a small village to live with her aunt. The stores around here didn't sell any of the more niche drinks she liked, every night was quiet and to top it all off, she was now being used to satisfy some kind of horrific pit beast that lives in the well. Typical.

Marianne had tried to escape her captors, but it was no use. A little bruised from the rough treatment, she soon found herself dangling from a hook and being lowered into the well. She tried to swing to one side and stop herself on the wall, but it was useless, her feet slipping fruitlessly from the wet surfaces. Staring down fearfully, a horrendous mouth of some kind seemed to open up from the ground itself, an army of thick, writhing tentacles shuddering as they reached up towards her. Her stomach churned, sickened by the sight, but that was only the start.

As she watched in disgust, one of the tentacles formed a little differently to the others. It was thicker and more consistent in girth, rather than tapering at the end. It looked veiny and had a kind of bulbous head that reminded Marianne of something… Ah. Now she understood why the weird cultists had said 'satisfy' rather than something like 'feed'. Marianne wasn't sure if she was going to leave this well alive… or even if she'd want to after this creature was finished with her.

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 No.140094

Of course. And I'm feeling lucky. Do what you think is best.

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 No.140095

File: ffb9af95fa5e5ed⋯.png (191.24 KB,1000x700,10:7,TACTICAL DIVERSION PYROMAN….png)

>>140094

Referring to >>140018

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 No.140102

>>138959

what is a cervix

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 No.140104

>>140102

A miserable little pile of secrets.

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 No.140302

ded thred?

Every one-on-one play and unfulfilled request is in its own separate scene. This is literally the exact opposite of an orgy

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 No.140303

File: 5b7b03ed7168b2e⋯.jpg (251.02 KB,1280x720,16:9,[Clawhammer] Shimoneta - 0….jpg)

>>140302

Let's make it not-ded.

Together.

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 No.140344

>>140303

I'd happily take you up on that offer, anon.

>>140302

I can't really think of a way to make it more orgy-like other than to either do scenes with more that 2 people or at least more than 2 characters. Both of which I'd be down for.

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 No.140347

File: cd68321c60181fd⋯.jpg (548.75 KB,1200x1600,3:4,003_0a.jpg)

>>140344

Got any ideas? I'm up for being female or shemale again

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 No.140348

>>140347

Well, since we're on the topic, want to go for a gangbang or orgy scene?

I'd prefer male on female, if that's okay. Boring, I know, but we can bring some spice to it with the characters themselves.

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 No.140349

>>140348

>>140347

Actually, I wouldn't mind playing female too if you want some yuri fun

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 No.140379

File: 0d178325129fa66⋯.jpg (42.87 KB,448x640,7:10,4.jpg)

>>140344

Well, having everyone in the same place would help. If someone's partner vanishes, others could just keep the action going and find another hookup.

>>140303

>>140347

>>140348

>>140349

So I wound up playing Blood Bowl last night till 5am. Would anyone be interested in a victorious team of Amazons invading a local bar/club for a post-match fuck fest? All genders welcome, but dicks preferred.

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 No.140440

>>140379

Can't say I've ever played Blood Bowl before, but sure, sounds like fun. Just to be clear though, you'd be playing the Amazons as female and you want male characters to partner with, right?

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 No.140446

>>140440

>Can't say I've ever played Blood Bowl before

It's a heap of fun. Imagine American Football, but simplified, extra-violent and rife with foul play.

>Just to be clear though, you'd be playing the Amazons as female and you want male characters to partner with, right?

That's the idea. If you're in, I'll open up in a bit.

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 No.140447

>>140446

Sure, I'm in. I don't play males all that often, it'll make a nice change of pace

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 No.140455

File: e92f33cf4109015⋯.jpg (786 KB,1366x768,683:384,scr01.jpg)

sorry, got held up with something

Outside the club, there was yelling and cheering in the streets. The match at the stadium was over, no doubt, and it sounded like the Coral Snakes made a good show of it tonight.

A group of women burst in leather and snakeskin "uniforms" through the doors, already buzzed and high off of a fresh victory, carrying a brass chalice in tow. Pulling off a skull-masked helmet and letting it hit the floor, Thrasa Ando, the team's star blitzer took the first drink handed to her and downed it. A good win and a good fight always made her horny as hell and tonight gave the team both. "Woo! Who wants to fuck a star!?" the tanned and toned woman called out, the others ribbing her for her arrogance and apparent drunken sluttiness, while their receiver chimed in "Leave some for the rest of us, maneater!"

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 No.140458

>>140455

A number of people give the raucous group of girls funny or dirty looks as they barge into the club, seemingly drunk already. It doesn't take long for those no interested to gravitate away whilst the more excitable customers -mostly single men - cheer and approach the girls.

One such young man made his way right over to the star, matching her in height. He had a handsome face with a devilishly cheeky smile as he wandered up behind her and reached around to cup her breast, then wrapped the other arm around her waist. "You must be hot in all this leather," he said with a grin. "How about you take it all off?"

Another guy, notably shorter and more wiry, downed his drink and strode over to the girls too. The Amazons towered over him, which made them the most appealing girls in the club to him. "You can eat me any day," he said rather cheesily to the receiver. It was a bad line and he knew it, but he didn't care. Maybe he wasn't the most good-looking or charismatic guy in the room, but he wanted that sweet, sweet snu-snu. There had to be at least one of these girls happy to get atop him, right? Or at least he hoped so…

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 No.140460

>>140458

The blitzer shoved the first man back into his seat, slipping out of the snakeskin bra as the larger woman sat in the man's lap, clutching his shoulder tight. "Oh, I hope you weren't thinking of topping me, were you? That's not gonna work." she responded with an intimidating smile, grinding her hips against his.

The catcher gave a look down at the smaller man, or boy rather, given his stature and his lame pickup line. Sure, why not? she thought. For picking up guys at a bar, I could do worse. "I can, huh?" Wrapping an arm about his waist, she pulled him into a booth with her, nibbling at his neck and collarbone as her hands roamed beneath his shirt.

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 No.143711

So, is anybody still around in here?

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 No.143756

>>143711

Yeah, what were you looking for?

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 No.143767

>>143756

Something to plug some cute boys into. Have you got any prompts left in upthread?

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 No.143847

>>143767

Not that anon, but I can throw something together if you're still around

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 No.143869

>>143847

I am still around, yes. Except between 4pm and 2am EST because europe.

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 No.143874

>>143869

What kind of scene would you like, anon? Or should I go ahead with one or more random openers?

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 No.143879

>>143874

Hm. The regular orgy can work to keep the thread topic relevant, but some one on one encounter as well - monstergirls and such are good fun. What stuff do you like to play?

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 No.143984

>>143879

I like to play all sorts of roles really, though I guess I'm feeling something a little less vanilla than a monster girl right now.

I've been busy with work a lot these past few days, but now I've got today and tomorrow off, so there shouldn't be a time issue now.

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 No.144067

>>143984

> a little less vanilla than a monster girl right now.

Such as? Minotaurs and werewolves and etc are not my type, sorry.

(Tentacles are great tho)

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 No.144082

>>144067

Woops, meant to say MORE vanilla actually. Tentacles are fine though.

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 No.144325

File: e0e8cd1a68bc397⋯.jpg (1.01 MB,885x1254,295:418,8d84f35466008c499006a793cd….jpg)

Megan stared out the window as she idly ate ice-cream, watching the sun rise in the distance. The last of the self-satisfied perverts of all kinds were making their way out of the building and Megan ticked the regulars off a mental checklist. Male, female, something in between; old, young, some perhaps too young; all sorts of people passed through those doors. Only a select few really ought to have known that beyond the building's front of a small cafe and bar there's a large hall in the back for exploring all sorts of anonymous debauchery, but the clientele always seemed so varied that it felt like no secret at all.

The place never really closed up properly, not even on holidays, but mornings were naturally always the quietest time. Every night, stains and smells would fill each corner of the rooms, so it was Megan's job to clean it all. She'd seen and experienced a lot of things, and become somewhat desensitized to the depths of sexuality and depravity that many would go to. She could get off to most things, but it often took something a little unusual or off-beat to really get her going. Megan looked at the clock on the wall, but she still had quite some time before her shift started.

Male, female, traps are all good, multiples of each too. Futa is fine too, but any of the previous three are preferred. Alternatively, something like consentacles would be fun. Otherwise, just anything unexpected, so long as it's got a more light-hearted tone.

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 No.144409

>>143984

>>144082

And then I got dragged off by RL shit for the whole weekend. Dammit.

>More vanilla

Oh sure that's all good too.

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 No.144519

>>144409

Maybe it would be simpler if we just discuss this elsewhere?

Topcat#5843 if you want to add me on discord. We can still play here when we've figured something out.

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 No.150339

File: 0c6a6672437bb1e⋯.jpg (864.67 KB,1131x1600,1131:1600,0823a2e32c2d2a7b12b3f7ee0a….jpg)

"Oh? Done already?" Mandy chuckled as she flicked the softening dick that hung in front of her, the last few spurts of cum making a mess of her hand and dripping to the floor as she did. "Jeez, I barely touched you. Are these things really that good?" She looked at the tenga male sex toy as the man before her stepped back and sunk onto one of the stained couches to catch his breath. Semen dripped from the hole and down onto her ankle as she stood up. "Welp, that's one down," she announced, apparently counting the victory as her own, despite the cup doing most of the work. "So, who's next?"

Guys, girls and traps are all good, in any combination/number.

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 No.150416

File: be9752da7faef00⋯.jpg (266.56 KB,1749x1181,1749:1181,7bb6f4bccdf56ee9c0ba56d1a3….jpg)

Last-ditch effort to revive this thread, or at least bring more RP to the board in general.

What would people want to see in here? What kind of things would make lurkers more likely to participate/contribute?

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 No.150499

>>150416

This whole board is dead. Emmaposting killed it.

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 No.150899

>>150416

Lewds I can give the orgy thread a try if it starts up again, honestly I'm too used to making the starter posts myself though.

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 No.150908

>>150416

Dicks to service and worship would be nice

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 No.150948

>>150908

Imposing, dominant figures? Or just anything with a dick?

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 No.150951

File: f928ea46910d7ca⋯.jpg (392.77 KB,1000x1000,1:1,a5b5c6967013de4c7a7e5d2ee2….jpg)

Nathan gulped, nerves getting the best of him as he remained rooted in place on one of the less-stained couches. This had been a terrible idea. His throat was dry just from the thought of approaching one of the women here, let alone trying to talk to them. Frankly, he was rather embarrassed to be here, but at least he didn't need to hide his erection. There was pre-cum oozing through his shorts and his underwear was rather uncomfortable, but he was too shy to take off his clothes at all. Thinking he was so much smarter and more mature than he really was, the 15 year old had sneaked in to the seedy establishment. What a great way to brag about losing his virginity, he'd thought to himself, but it wasn't anything like he'd imagined it would be.

It wasn't the glitzy and glamorous porn experience he'd imagined it would be. It was kind of plain and… real. Too real. There was too much happening for him to process. The smells were overwhelming and there were lots of things on the tables that he didn't know what to think of. He recognised some things lik the dildos, but what the hell was all the rest of it?! The people in the room defied his expectations too. Sure, there were some perfect bimbo bombshells like he'd expected, but there were more people who looked just average. Even the 'normal' looking girls seemed sexy though, and despite a number of them only being 3 or 4 years older than him, they all looked so… adult. It had been a long time since he'd felt so childish. He wanted out, but at the same time, he couldn't bring himself to leave. Despite everything, it was still mesmerising and incredibly arousing. So Nathan just sat there quietly on the couch, heart pounding as he tried to work up the courage to pull his shorts down and jerk off.

Hoping for a woman or trap, any age or level of experience, so long as they lead the charge, even if just a little.

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 No.150969

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"You can slow down with the buttons on your shirt, Chelsea," Ali said to his sister as they walked down the hall towards the orgy room. "We're not even in there yet."

"Pfft, that's rich, coming from you," Chelsea shot back with a grin. "You've almost got your tie off already."

"Hmph," Ali dismissed his sister with a wave of his hand and a smile. "It's just stuffy in here, that's all."

Chelsea laughed at her brother's excuse. "Trying to pretend you're not excited doesn't make you look as cool as you think it does~"

Alistair coughed to cover up his embarrassment as the twins made their entrance into the room, the scent of sex and the sounds of corny music and pleasured cries assaulting their senses. The two of them had both visited before a number of times, but never together. Having always been a close and curious pair, sexual experimentation of all kinds had come naturally to them. Even as they grew older and moved away from home, they knew they could count on one another, so on this day they'd come to the establishment seeking the same thing - a threesome. Man or woman, it didn't matter to them either way, so long as they were up for some fun.

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 No.159497

File: 56573e248cdacb7⋯.jpg (142.08 KB,1266x681,422:227,c8329a0462ba598ff25033fd03….jpg)

I know the thread has been dead for four months, but fuck it, here goes nothing.

Maribelle frowned, but tipped the bottle anyway, pouring more wine into the outstretched glass that the customer was holding. "Alright, alright," she said as the crimson water splashed into the clumsily held glass. "But this is your last one." The bartender watched the blonde woman slap down a few notes onto the counter, take her drink and storm off in a huff back towards one of the couches. A sigh escaped her as she counted the money and returned the bottle to the shelf. Letting that girl drink too much was always a gamble. If she actually managed to catch someone's eye, she'd be a friendly, flirtatious and fun-loving girl, but if she didn't, she'd be grumpy all night and even rather aggressive if pushed the wrong way. Maribelle busied heself with polishing glasses, keeping an eye on the would-be trouble-maker in the corner of the room.

"Judgemental bitch," Kaitlyn mumbled to herself, settling down on one of the seedy couches and bringing the glass to her lips. She came to this lounge every week, but the bartender never seemed happy to take her money. Kaitlyn was still just about sober enough to realise the alcohol was clouding her thoughts, but she was too frustrated to care. Maribelle was pleasant and fun to talk to, but the conversation always seemed to get less and less enjoyable as she drank more. Deep down, she knew she was just bitter - this was supposed to be something of a sex lounge, but whilst everyone else was enjoying themselves in the room next door, here she was getting drunk on her own in the bar. She hated to admit it, but Maribelle was probably right; she was surely scaring everyone else away with her sour attitude.

Who's side are you on? Or maybe you could go the neutral route and try to reconcile the girls for mutual benefit. Men and women both welcome.

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 No.159509

>>159497

Huh surprised to see this up, why the hell not? I'll give it a go.

The doors open as a man of fairly masculine build walks steadily towards the bar, his hands gripping at his blue tie as he unknots it, pulling it off as he takes a seat by the bar counter. It was tough day at work, but worthwhile, for every week he would come to this bar, settling down to a few glasses of brandy before going home without batting an eyelid at the true purpose of this place.

Unlike his workmates who came here for the sex, he mainly came for the company, in particular the blond woman who seems already to be downing more than she should be, while the bartender gives her usual look of concern to the drunk maiden. "Evening Maribelle, same as always then?" He asked, clearly referring to Kaitlyn in the corner of the room. "Ah, I will have the usual brandy please, with ice if you will thank you." Lenrir could not help but sigh, wondering if he could maybe help these two reconcile their differences.

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 No.159514

>>159509

Maribelle straightens up as she hears the door opening and smiles at the man approaching the bar, a frequent guest who had, for reasons she couldn’t surmise, taken a liking to Kaitlyn. Not that Maribelle couldn’t see the appeal of the other woman, quite the contrary in fact, but she thought these qualities were somewhat dampened by the alcohol on her breath. “Same as always,” the bartender says with a sigh as she reaches for the brandy, pouring it out into a glass with a few cubes of ice to keep it cool. Maribelle follows Lenrir’s gaze to the corner of the room, staring at Kaitlyn.

When Kaitlyn saw one of her drinking buddies settling down at the bar, she promptly perked up, grinning and waving in his direction. Finally, something interesting!

Maribelle was relieved as well. With someone to keep her company, Kaitlyn might be rowdy and noisy, but at least she wouldn’t be mean, depressing and angry.

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 No.159516

>>159514

Lenrir simply smiled, stifling a laugh at the expected response. He knew that both himself and Kaitlyn were probably the oddest of 'patrons' of this establishment, given that they never actually tried out the services provided, bar the drinking itself. He gives her a wave in turn, smiling as he turns back to Maribelle, nodding to her. Taking a hold of the glass in his rugged, left hand, he takes a mouthful of the liquor, swallowing it with ease as he lets out a sigh of approval. "Nothing like a strong drink to wash away the stress of work. Great as always Maribelle."

He turned to look as Kaitlyn, a a sudden idea cropped in his mind. It was clear that, for all intents and purposes, they both secretly hoped to get in on the action here, but perhaps they needed someone, one that they can trust, to perhaps act as that icebreaker? It was then he turned again to Maribelle, a sly grin showing on his face. "Maribelle, I am unsure when but perhaps you could take a break from the bar when you're able to? I have a feeling tonight may be different…for all of us perhaps."

He clearly had an idea, as he takes his drink, walking towards Kaitlyn in her little corner as he settles himself beside her, giving her a warm smile as he raises his glass towards Kaitlyn. "So, how you do tonight my dear?"

hope the buildup isn't off putting. Felt like this one needs effort to get the reward of two lovely ladies.

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 No.159517

>>159516

Maribelle sighs again, closing her eyes for a moment as Lenrir suggests that she take a break at some point. She’d been working at the lounge for more than enough time to know exactly what that means. Some men just aren’t satisfied with the easy fun they can get just by going through the door to the next room, they want someone a little less… slutty, for lack of a better word. Either that or they just like a girl in uniform. “We’ll see,” she says simply, not committing to anything but not wanting to dash his hopes completely. She’s running the bar by herself for the evening, but it does look like it might be quiet night. Taking some time off to relax wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

Kaitlyn raises her glass excitedly, clinking it against Lenrir’s before putting it to her lips and tipping her head back. By the time her glass hit the table again, it was already empty. “I’m doing juuuuuust fine, thank you~” she says with a cheerful grin. “Everyone in the office is an idiot, as always, but fuck them, you know?” She always came to the lounge to drink to escape the Monday blues. Managing a group of monkies in an office full of cranky accountants was always stressful, after all. Mondays are often quiet for the lounge, which is exactly why she comes here to drink.

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 No.159518

>>159517

Lenrir, seeing his ruse discovered, couldn't help but laugh, winking at Maribelle as he finally makes his way to Kaitlyn. Clinking his glass with hers, he happily knocks back the rest of his drink, bringing it back down to the table as he listens, nodding as he recalls his own work. "Tell me about it, you try to explain to people how things should be run, but you merely get a impassive response back. It's retarded I tell you." He wasn't expecting himself to complain about his work, but something about her just makes it so easy to complain about others.

He stares at her intensely, so much so that he sometimes forgets what he is even here for, as he decides to come up with something that may cheer her up. "Heh, well if it makes you feel any better Kaitlyn I appreciate your effort, I mean heck, here we are, two loners who seem content to drink and complain rather than do what everyone else does." He looks at Maribelle who is still at the bar, deciding now would be a good time to bring it up with Kaitlyn. "Hey Kaitlyn, what do you think of Maribelle? I mean, compared to the monkeys we deal with, she is a pretty hard worker don't you think?"

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 No.159519

>>159518

Kaitlyn waves her hand dismissively and laughs as he expresses his appreciation of her, accepting his praise with all the grace of a spoiled princess. “Oh, Lenrir, you flirt!” She laughs again, her breasts juggling against her tight shirt as she does. If all he wanted was to male her feel better about herself, then he was successful. “Hmm?” She looked curiously between him and Maribelle as he posed his question about the bartender. If he’d asked her the same thing 5 minutes prior, he probably would’ve gotten a sarcastic and mean-spirited response, but fickle as she was, her mood had now lightened significantly already.

“I wouldn’t know, to be honest,” she says with a smirk. “It’s always quiet whenever I see her here. She does always seem to be polishing glasses though.” She enough, a glance in Maribelle’s direction at that moment would confirm that she was indeed back to polishing glasses. “I guess she works hard though. She does a good job of gently letting down most of the guys that come in wanting something more than just a drink from her. Can’t say I blame them for wanting more, mind you, she’s not a bad looker. She’s probably no slouch in bed either, considering where she works.”

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 No.159522

>>159519

Lenrir smiled, seeing his words working as he stares at those breasts, moving about in such confinement as he felt himself blush slightly. He always had an interest in Kaitlyn, but he also enjoyed the refined feeling that Maribelle gives, his mind suddenly switching to thoughts which mainly involves those two and himself.

Shaking himself out of his little dream, he looks back at Kaitlyn, nodding as he takes a glance at the bartender. "Yeah, you two are beautiful but seem the most 'controlled' of those that come around here. Have you ever thought of perhaps asking her to…you know, enjoy some company together? If you like us three could enjoy each other, I mean I think we deserve some respite, given the rubbish we go through."

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 No.159525

>>159522

Sorry, I’ll be back with you soon, just caught up at work at the moment.

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 No.159526

>>159525

that's ok, take your time

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 No.159529

>>159522

Kaitlyn turns to look at Lenrir with an expression that seems to be surprise, joy and disappointment all at once. “Eh? You finally get the balls to say you want to fuck me and you want me to share you with her?” She pouts, toying with her empty glass, prodding and poking it so that it sways almost as much as she does. “Humph. Well, I suppose it wouldn’t be too bad. I wouldn’t mind having a go at her myself, in all honesty. Her disdain for me makes her all the more alluring. Alright, fine, but good luck winning her over as well. I figured she has to be an ice queen to work here everyday without temptation… and without getting bored of the same old things everyday.”

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 No.159532

>>159529

Just got out of work, can continue now for the rest of the night

Lenrir looks at Kaitlyn, his face clearly one of amusement as he wags his finger. "Heh, I didn't see you asking either! After the way you laid your head on my lap last week I figured you were finally going to go for it!" He takes a look at Maribelle, grinning before looking at Kaitlyn back, smiling as he nods. "Don't worry, she seems open to the possibility. Wouldn't surprise me if we two are her favorite customers, though for what reason I will never know. That being said, it would be neat to have you two in bed with me, you two would probably turn it into some competition I bet."

He gazes at the Bartender, raising his hand as if asking for her to come over, though he is sure that Maribelle is not being called just to simply refill like the usual.

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 No.159534

>>159532

Noting Lenrir's raised hand, Maribelle offers a subtle nod in response and turns her back for a moment, reaching for the same bottle of brandy she'd poured from earlier. Making her way around the counter, she strides on over with a pleasant smile on her lips, only to find herself greeted by his lecherous gaze and mischievous grin from Kaitlyn. Her smile fades as she quickly realises that they want something more than a simple drink refill. "…Alright, what trouble are you two trying to cause this time?"

"Lenrir finally admitted he wants to fuck me," Kaitlyn says with a smirk. "But he wants you to get involved as well!"

"Oh really?" Maribelle responds, not sounding all that surprised. "Well, I get paid specifically not to entertain customers like that, you know."

"Hmm? What's the matter? Worried that your flat chest won't impress?" Kaitlyn said in a taunting voice.

"…Tch." Maribelle, despite her usually cool and calm demeanour, was surprisingly easy to goad into things, a trick that Kaitlyn had learned a while back. "My chest is fine. I'm not the one that can't get laid despite coming to a sex lounge every week, after all."

The comment was sharp enough to sober Kaitlyn up a little, who almost hissed back at Maribelle as the words sunk in.

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 No.159535

>>159534

Lenrir knew he was going to have a bit of enjoyment coming, given these two are probably going to fight it out. The moment Maribelle's smile faded, he simply couldn't help but laugh.

He listens to the tit for tat, seeing Maribelle was easily sucked into it, her flat chest clearly a sore point as he decides to play the diplomatic role. "Now now, you're both lovely in your different ways. Maribelle, your way of dealing with us two has been nothing short of impeccable and you Kaitlyn." He grins, staring at that chest. "Even when rowdy, you have always been wonderful company. I've admittedly had it out for the both of you, but I didn't want to pick one over the other. Besides…" He smiled, staring at Maribelle. "Wouldn't you like to see who is the better lover? You or Kaitlyn?"

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 No.159536

>>159535

Maribelle throws her hands up in a shrugging gesture, her lips curling up into a confident smirk. "There's no competition to be had here," she says, her graceful and modest attitude crumbling in the face of challenge. "I leave my men craving more of me every time they come back, whilst Kaitlyn can't get a man in the first place."

"Says who?" Kaitlyn responds, standing up and pointing down towards Lenrir. "I've got a man right here!" She climbs up onto the couch with her knees on either side of his thighs, straddling his lap and positioning herself so that her breasts hung inches from his face. With one hand, she undid the top few buttons of her shirt, giving him a good view of her cleavage and pink bra underneath. "What a shame you've got no tits of your own to offer, Maribelle~"

"I don't need tits to please a man," the bartender says, planting her hands on her hips and putting on a rather disgruntled expression. "I can do things with my mouth and hands that you could never even dream of." She would move to prove her point, but she can't really reach her target with Kaitlyn blocking most of his body like that, so she does the next best thing she can. Leaning down, she pushes her way to the side of Lenrir's face and licks his right cheek in a slow and sensual way. "I can do a lot more with my mouth than just guzzle wine like this whore," she says softly into his ear.

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 No.159539

>>159536

Lenrir smiled, finding Maribelle's comments amusing as he can only shrug. "Oh? Craving? In that case shouldn't I be fawning over you like some lost lamb by now? I mean we all know each other for a good while now." He looked at Kaitlyn, seeing her stand, wondering just what she was going to do. "Hey what are you…" He silenced himself, as soon enough his face was suddenly very close to Kaitlyn's loving breasts.

Holy..they are way bigger than I thought. He couldn't avert his gaze, especially as a few buttons were undone to give him a great view of that cleavage, using great restraint to hold himself back. As he hears Maribelle commenting about her mouth and hands, he was admittedly interested, so to feel that warm tongue of hers tapping against her cheek and licking in a slow manner, he felt his heartbeat increase.

His lower loins begins to stir, wondering if those two even realize he is packing a sizable 'weapon' within his trousers, as he places his left hand around Kaitlyn's waist and his right hand around Maribelle's shoulder, gently applying pressure to show his appreciation. He turns his head to face Maribelle, smiling as he nods. "Well, perhaps you wish to demonstrate then?"

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 No.159545

>>159539

"Now hold on just a second!" Kaitlyn interjects, pulling back so that she can glare at Lenrir more directly. "I can easily outdo her! I'll prove it!" Climbing off the couch again, Kaitlyn lowers herself to her knees in front of him and reaches for his crotch without hesitation. Maribelle watches with an amused smile as Kaitlyn removes his belt and tugs down his pants swiftly. His underwear is also stripped away before he can respond and she takes a hold of his semi-erect member without a hint of shame. Eager to prove herself, she skips straight to wrapping her lips around his cock, taking his first few inches into her mouth and sucking on it clumsily, bobbing back and forth.

Maribelle shakes her head and smiles. "Amateur." When Kaitlyn relinquishes his member and surrenders it to Maribelle for her demonstration, the flat-chested bartender looks calm and confident as she sinks to her knees. "You can't just clumsily take it all in your mouth right away." Her delicate hands reach out and she lifts the head of his cock up, gently pinning it against his stomach with her palm. "Every part appreciates some love, including these two lovely boys down here." Much more elegant and graceful than her competitor, Maribelle lets her warm breath tickle his balls for a moment before pressing her lips to each of them in a soft kiss. Her mouth opens, then takes one of them gently inside, suckling gently on his hot sack. When her mouth opens once again, she only allows him a very brief moment of respite before pressing her tongue to his shaft, running it slowly all the way up to the tip. "Dicks are sensitive and appreciate every motion. Sensuality is much more important than raw sexuality. Admit defeat and I'll let you experience my expertise too~" It was clear which of the girls was actually more experienced.

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 No.159547

>>159545

Oh dear what I done. Lenrir sees the two of them immediately 'fight' over him, though not fight in the physical sense. He looks at Kaitlyn, watching her hop off and undoing his pants and trousers. He was about to protest, but decides it is no longer worth arguing for they have reached the point of no return. As his Underwear is casually stripped away, his large, girthy semi erect cock unfurls itself, it's 6 inch size happily flopping about before being embraced by those sweet, lips of the somewhat drunk Lady. It has been almost an eternity since he has received head but he can tell she is having a few problems. It was nice, that's for sure but she was erratically sucking on it as if it was a lollipop.

He sees Maribelle getting on her knees now, as if the teacher wants to show the student how it's done. His body shivers as he feels Kaitlyn 'pass' his cock over to Mariebelle. The soft hands tap against the head of his cock, twitching ever so slightly in response as it is pushed against his tummy. He listens to what she planned to do, as his hands, now on the chair, grips on it as he feels the warm air of Maribelle's breath tap against his two ballsacks, both looking the size of your normal golf ball, his mouth stifling a quiet moan as once more the lips of a woman presses against his sexual organ. It was then he felt the gentle suction as one of the ball sacks was taken inside her mouth, the warm organ heating her inner mouth as he feels jolts of pleasure flowing through his body. "D-damn…this is good." He admits, especially once, upon releasing it, he was given no rest as the tongue now prods against the shaft, feeling that slow, sensual lick to the tip as the cock shudders in unbridled joy. Heh…what beasts have I unleashed…oh well~

Sorry for the slow response, really wanted to work a good response

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 No.159548

>>159547

Kaitlyn grinds her teeth together in frustration, face turning red, embarrassed by how swiftly and simply Maribelle was able to prove her superiority. "Hmph! S-show off…" She turns her face away, folding her arms and pouting. "I could do that if I wanted to!" she proclaims boldly.

Satisfied with her victory, Maribelle is content to back off and calm things down again. "I do work in a glorified sex dungeon, after all. I don't think it's all that surprising that I'd know how to give good head, is it?" Offering up a smile, Maribelle extends a hand out to Kaitlyn, an invitation to join her on the floor again. "Come on, let's do it together. There's no need to compete."

The blonde woman looks down at the other girl, her frustration sobering her up somewhat. She hesitates, but looking over at Lenrir and seeing his arousal tells her it really would be for the best to play along. She'd been waiting for this chance and she didn't want to blow it. "We'll have him moaning your name in no time, Kaitlyn," Maribelle says with a smile as the blonde woman returns to the floor, kneeling beside her.

"Just follow my lead," Maribelle says, leaning forward to press her tongue to his shaft once again. She moved her hand and supported his girth entirely with her mouth, licking upwards towards his tip. Kaitlyn follows suit, following the same path from the other side of his cock, tasting the trail of saliva that Maribelle leaves behind. As one girl reaches the head and moves back down to the base, the other has her tongue pushed firmly against the middle of his length, keeping him perpetually suspended with their mouths. The two girls look up him as they work, Maribelle with a firm confidence in her eyes and Kaitlyn with an awkward blush in her cheeks, partially because their tongues keep brushing against each other.

This continues for a good minute, coating his member in a thin layer of saliva, until Maribelle suddenly turns and lunges, lips crushing against Kaitlyn's and tongue invading her mouth. The blonde woman is shocked, almost falling onto her back as she reels with her eyes wide open. Maribelle relents for a moment, a soft, breathy chuckle escaping her. "We need to put on a good show for him too, hun," she says with a lustful glint in her eye. "Kissing another girl is a surefire way into any man's heart." With that said, she assaults Kaitlyn's open mouth once again, tongue dancing and massaging Kaitlyn's own. With her inhibitions weakened, Kaitlyn soon relents, letting the bartender kiss her intimately until she finally pulls away again, smiling confidently up at Lenrir with a string of saliva glistening between their lips.

Apologies if I go a little overboard at any point. Just want to make sure I put on a good performance~

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 No.159551

>>159548

Lenrir smiled, giving Kaitlyn a soft rub on the head, his soft hand stroking the silky hair of the unhappy lady as he nods. "Mmm, don't worry about it, if anything think of it as…an learning experience." He found himself having slight difficulty in speaking, as he sees Mariebelle offering up to Kaitlyn. To be quite blunt, he was not quite sure what to expect, but as Mari mentions about having him moan her name and following her lead, he braces himself for a 'double attack'. "Ugah…ahh~" He shivered in pure joy, as Mari works that skilled tongue once more against him, with Kaitlyn following her in kind, as two tongues begins to work him over. "Ah…Mari…Kait…" It was absolute bliss, having two lovely girls working him as the thick meat twitches violently in their care.

He looks at the both of them, giving them a loving smile, his appreciation clear for the duo as he suddenly chuckled. Seeing them kiss in front of them as he chuckled. "Heh, as I thought, you two truly have a great friendship~" He mused, enjoying the show as his hands slowly reach for the hair of both, softly stroking and patting them as he enjoys the respite to 'calm' himself down.

All good, nothing like trying to both write and enjoy myself at the same time.

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 No.159552

>>159551

As long as you’re enjoying yourself, that’s the important part~ I’m going to have to head to bed for now though, so I’ll get back to you tomorrow. I’ll probably get my next reply in whilst I’m at work, so until then, goodnight!

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 No.159553

>>159552

that's fine, seems like we're both from europe anyway, hopefully it be more then just the lovely duo job though! hmhm.. if y ou know what i mean.

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 No.159567

Wow, this thread is alive? If any lovely ladies happen to be out there, I'd enjoy setting up a scene sometime.

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 No.159679

>>159551

It was fortunate for the bartender that it was a quiet night, because as she started to settle into the role of leader and tutor to the inebriated Kaitlyn, she started having too much fun to want to stop. She'd always found both Kaitlyn and Lenrir attractive, so it was nice to get a taste of both of them at the same time. Kaitlyn, on the other hand, was getting more and more drunk on lust, the alcohol in her blood making it harder and harder to resist the temptations of the flat-chested succubus, as arrogant as she was.

Lenrir would get a moment to catch his breath as Maribelle went about the next stage of proving her dominance and skill. "Here, let me take care of you both." She shuffled closer to Kaitlyn and reached around the blonde girl's hips, holding her waist as she leaned in and spoke again, more softly and sensually. "Trust me, you'll enjoy it~" Fingers wandering down, they hiked up Kaitlyn's skirt and tugged her panties to one side, letting her wet, lower lips breathe in the warm, lounge air. Kaitlyn's face was flushed red, but Maribelle continued, ushering her up onto the couch and making her turn to face outwards. With her back to Lenrir, she settled down onto his lap, feet planted on either side of his legs. Maribelle guided her hips down towards his cock, making Kaitlyn grit her teeth and shudder as Lenrir penetrated her folds, stopping with about half his length inside of her. Trusting Lenrir to support her, Kaitlyn turned her head back for a moment to look at him with crimson cheeks, not sure what the bartender was planning either. With her two customers finally in position, Mari gave them a mischievous grin before lowering herself down between their legs. Her expert tongue nestled itself between his balls before licking up, slowly, along his shaft and across the point where their body's merged, tasting Kaitlyn's moist crevice, eventually flicking off against her little nub of pleasure.

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 No.159713

>>159679

Lenrir, on his end, was always interested in the two, but was never quite sure when to make his move. After all, he figured if he picked one, then he would of alienated the other, so to have both like this was probably the best outcome that could of happened.

He nods at Mari, smiling as he watches her play with Kaitlyn, though he wasn't expecting what was to come. In what can only be described as sudden, he watches Kaitlyn straddling him, feeling his tip touch against her pussy lips before feeling his shaft being embraced by her warm insides. "Nnnn…fuck…so good~" He called out, his gaze focused on the busty blonde, smiling as he wraps his arms around her waist, his hands reaching upwards as he fondles those loving mounds of hers, holding her half way as he waits for Mari to do her magic. Indeed, he didn't expect his balls to be licked, feeling that tongue sliding up his shaft, as he feels some of his cum dribbling out from the tip, which no doubt he thinks Kaitlyn might feel, staring at her in clear amazement and pleasure.

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 No.159719

>>159713

Kaitlyn tenses for a few moments, her sensitive lower half attacked from all angles, inside and out. She shudders at the sensation of Lenrir's cock twitching inside of her, gasps as she feels Mari's experienced tongue tickling her clit and groans as the warmth of that shot of pre-cum spread throughout her loins. At this point, it seemed as though both Kaitlyn and Lenrir were both at the mercy of the bartender who stood back up with her hands on her hips and grinned confidently down at them.

With a chuckle and a smile, Maribelle leans down towards them, hovering a few inches from their faces and flicking her gaze between them. "I bet I can make you both cum just like this," she says, looking rather dominant. "No thrusting necessary - you'll flood her womb with your seed whether you move your hips or not." Lurching forwards, Mari brings a finger up to Lenrir's chin, tilting his face up a little as she licks his lips. "And then you'll be begging to fuck me afterwards."

Maribelle sinks back down to her knees, confident and ready to prove herself. She licks her thumb and presses it against Kaitlyn's precious nub, making the blonde squeak and tense as she gently kneads it. Her tongue attacks Lenrir further down, nuzzling into his sack again before planting warm kisses against the lower half of his shaft, whilst Kaitlyn's clenching womanhood squeezed the rest.

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 No.159731

>>159719

Lenrir was already on edge thanks to the previous attempts by these two, as he lets out a gasp as Kaitlyn's warm cunt seems to shudder, no doubt thanks to Mari's touch with her tongue.

He stares at Mari, laughing slightly as he smirked, nodding knowing that he will very likely enjoy the prospect of seeding the both of them, feeling that finger tilting his head as he enjoys the warm lick on his own lips. He simply smirked, winking at her as he waits for her to 'finish the job'.

Indeed, as he feels that tongue attacking at him, as the warm kisses return on his lower end and sack, it was too much for him. With a guttural groan, his hips jolt upwards, his tip unleashing a warm deluge of thick, creamy cum, as thick ropes of semen deposits itself into Kaitlyn's wanting womb, his arms wrapping tightly around Kaitlyn, as if not wanting her to get off, as he continues to unload his first, explosive load inside the woman he loves.

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 No.159804

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Fast asleep, in the middle of the lounge on one of the seedy couches, lay a young-looking girl with a blindfold around her eyes and wearing nothing more than a thin, silky night-gown. She snored loudly, sleeping right on through the middle of day whilst the lounge was quiet, right up until late afternoon when people started to filter back in. Eventually, the noise of the room rumbled her from her slumber, making her sit upright and stretch her arms with a yawn. It was day of the unusual girl's extraordinary quest - to fuck as many people as possible over 3 days without removing her blindfold. Why did she want to do that? She wouldn't say, if she really had a reason at all. In waking up both her jaw and thighs ached, unsurprisingly, but what was unusual was the sharp scratching against her skin on her back. Reaching around to touch it, she realised it was dried semen and started trying to rub it off. Attempting to shower without being able to see had been an interesting challenge itself and she'd evidently missed a few spots in the process.

"What time is it?" she asked, speaking to no one in particular.

Approach with any combination of people you like. One man; two women; two men, two women and a dog, whatever, anything's good. Gangbangs and orgies of any description are always fun.

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 No.159978

>>159804

I'll be coming around to you soon, dear~

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 No.159988

>>159978

Looking forward to it~

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 No.160011

>>159804

Heh, might aswell put something here for the girl

A strong looking man was present in the room, wondering when this party was about to get started. He grinned as the lady seemingly asks something. Knowing fully well she was after.

"The time to fuck you am I correct?"

He grinned, casually walking up behind her, his baggy blue jeans rustling about as he already begins to undo his belt, shimming his jeans down as he pulls out his erect cock. He lifts her up, laying himself down as he forces the young girl to straddle him, his cock rubbing against the slit of her soon to be fucked pussy.

"There, that way anyone can join us, so, think you can guide it in miss?"

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 No.160016

File: 0521ea5dbb6eb26⋯.jpg (406.74 KB,640x865,128:173,11aacea4eb50033396f858a6db….jpg)

How would people feel about a shemale ava on a female ava? Maybe even more?

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 No.160018

>>160016

sounds awesome

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 No.160081

>>160011

"Hmm?" The girl turned her head round in the general direction of the voice, listening to the sounds of his pants rustling, the belt making a dull thud as it felt to the floor around his ankles. Being blind for just a day had already made her hearing feel a lot sharper. She let him lift her up, seemingly having no trouble with her light frame, and shuffled herself into a comfortable position once she was sitting atop him. She felt his cock throbbed against the crotch of her nightwear, apparently eager to get started.

"Well, yes, but I am curious what the actual time is too. I can't really look at any clocks at the moment." Reaching down, she took his member in her hands, letting her small fingers run along the length, over the tip and around the balls, exploring the shape and size. Once she was content that she knew what she was dealing with, she raised one hand back up and spat into her palm, taking it to his crotch to smear it into his shaft. Tugging her panties to the side with her other hand, she wet her tight slit the same way, then raised her hips, shuffled forwards and lowered herself down onto him. Shimmying her waist and biting her lower lip, she was soon sitting on his lap with his full length buried snugly into her. "I got 27 loads yesterday between everyone. Let's see if we can beat that today."

Anyone is free to join in at any time!

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 No.160121

File: 345fa16636b8b9d⋯.png (722.5 KB,899x1227,899:1227,f09a4a69adb742cd1aa1ca2c65….png)

>>160018

Post ava. I can do a bratty Miku with a dick just fine, but I'm flexible. Maybe a little too flexible.

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 No.160166

>>160081

gah, wasn't sure if you were back or not, replying now.

He looks at the little girl, seeing she was clearly not sure what was exactly going on. He looks at the time, sighing as he shrugs.

"It's noon, so for you it's about time to get…nnn…"

He stopped himself, feeling that hand grabbing his member, enjoying having his shape explored as he hisses in pure pleasure. He huffed as the shaft was rubbed against, enjoying the loving feeling of the young person's hand as he smiled. Soon enough. He watches her lift up, smirking, as sure enough, his cock embeds itself inside her, a groan leaving his lips as her begins to thrust his hips upwards, already wanting to get this fuck underway.

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 No.160168

>>160121

Different anon, but how would you feel about a bratty female Miku and a bratty shemale Miku vying for dominance? It’s amazing what vocaloid technology can do these days, after all~

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 No.160180

File: 317b449164bc331⋯.png (944.08 KB,944x1181,944:1181,looks like iori.png)

>>160168

Not too into self-cest, but speaking of Vocaloid, Miku definitely isn't the only one. Or if you expand outwards, she isn't even a part of the only virtual singer genre.

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 No.160187

File: 058a7476becbfb1⋯.png (271.49 KB,450x635,90:127,mamama_s_yuzuki_yukari_is_….png)

>>160180

Perhaps a less popular vocaloid asking Miku for help in finding stardom, but she has some sleazy demands in return?

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 No.160188

>>160166

"Noon, huh? That sounds about right, I think I was up until 4am or so last night."

Planting her hands on his stomach, she wiggled her hips and took a minute to adjust to his girth. As soon as she was comfortable, she pushed down on his waist and raised her own backside, pussy lips clinging to his member as she rose, only to drop back down again a few moments later. She was a small and relatively light young woman, but she slid down with enough force to make his balls slap gently up against her cheeks. She let out a sigh of pleasure, her petite breasts jiggling as she rode him, grinding and gyrating a little as she pushed herself up and down atop him.

"I have two hands, two more holes and lots of other parts for anyone willing to get creative," ''she called out into the room at no one in particular."

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 No.160189

File: 43a80b5c2863ceb⋯.jpg (342.1 KB,645x845,129:169,7570c6d8bb27e701aa04d08773….jpg)

>>160187

I see no problem with that! Idols need guidance, especially from more experienced idols who might just make them degrade themselves in front of the one and only best idol! An idol who might just be into body worship, obligatory degradation, footplay and warming her dick in lesser idols.

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 No.160190

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>>160189

**It's all for her own good, after all! She'll have to get used to acting slutty for fans and whoring herself out to agents for good parts. Miku's just doing her a kindness!"

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 No.160191

File: be33b36cf8c40e5⋯.jpg (279.91 KB,800x1000,4:5,tumblr_inline_onzo43Yhun1t….jpg)

>>160190

Oh yeah, the agents are total bastards. Can't trust any of them. The only way to get anywhere is to kiss their asses all the way. Literally. Better try it out on me, my ass is perfectly smooth and the most beautiful thing you'll ever see!

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 No.160192

File: c058072b823ccca⋯.png (764.11 KB,1200x1200,1:1,ca84152a8e75f8eb34809b4a0b….png)

>>160191

Guess I'll kick us off proper then!

"H-Hatsune-senpai…" Yukari gulped, both shocked and intimidated by the idol's words and attitude. Was this really the price she'd have to pay for fame? All she wanted to do was sing on stage, to perform and entertain. As naive and innocent as she was, she'd never considered that it might take anything more than talent and hard work to get to that stage. Had Miku herself done such… disgraceful things to reach the levels of fame and fortune she enjoyed today? The star vocaloid had always looked so happy and genuine in front of all those cheering crowds, but it seemed the truth was ugly. Yukari hesitated, but this was important to her - far too important to abandon now! Swallowing her shame, the would-be idol lowered herself slowly to her knees and shuffled forwards to the backside that Miku was so proudly displaying. Her heart thumped in her chest as she pursed her lips and leaned closer, slowly but surely, planting them on that smooth, left cheek for just a moment. Long enough, she hoped vainly…

I figured the honorifics would be appropriate and I don't often get the chance to weeb it up so I went with it, but if you'd prefer it without them that's fine.

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 No.160193

File: 63264a9860e5653⋯.png (584.11 KB,800x1000,4:5,miku_W_camera.png)

>>160192

Weebing it up is fine, it might even be hot!

"What's your name again?" Miku certainly didn't inspire much confidence behind the stage. She was brash and rude, all too bold in her behavior. Like a truly spoiled teenager. But her ability on stage spoke for itself, and her popularity filled in the gaps where it hadn't.

Miku let go of the back of her themed skirt, letting it cover Yukari's head. She leaned back, inadvertently forcing the girl to give her a deeper kiss on her smooth behind. "Yu… Yuri was it, right? Ne~?" Whether she knew Yukari's name or not, she made a show of teasing her even then. She was, of course, a no one compared to Miku, and the greatest idol around wasn't hesitant to point it out. She wiggled her rump, "Hey, next time, wear some darker lipstick! I love it when it shows!" Worse, she wasn't being all too helpful. But she'd keep to her word in the end, right?

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 No.160195

File: 8676ce24fc75224⋯.jpg (1.96 MB,1347x2006,1347:2006,e7b7052164bf3c650c2b8bf408….jpg)

>>160193

"Mmph!" Yukari's eyes opened wide as she was nudged closer to Miku's backside, her lips coming into contact with the smooth skin on that admittedly perfect rump once more.

"H-Hatsune-senpai…" she muttered again as she drew back, a sad look in her eyes as she looked up at the undisputed queen of the stage.Yukari looked up to Miku as an idol and as a role model, but she hadn't even bothered to remember her name. It was pretty hurtful. "It's Yukari. Yukari Yuzuki." She was almost at a loss for words really. They do say never to meet your heroes, and for good reason apparently. "Umm… I have some purple lipstick to match my clothes that I could put on, if you want me to."

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 No.160197

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>>160195

"RRRRight, right, Yukuri-" Wrong pronunciation, didn't even bother with being polite. "That'd be perfect! Try it on right now!" Miku took a step forward, leaving Yukari rumpless for the time being as she turned around to inspect her ass in a high mirror. She angled around, hands around where she felt the remnants of Yukari's lips, and she complained, "More tongue, more saliva next time!" Annoying. She wasn't any kind of hero. She turned around again, walking closer with a catty gait in her customary idol outfit. "I think that's enough ass kissing for today, you know your homework! Now," She walked over to a luxurious deep chair and lazily fell backwards into it, crossing her legs and slipping off one of her high heels before throwing it over the recliner, "I deserve some repayment for teaching you so much!" She wriggled her toes, sighing to herself, "Come and help your queen of the stage relax~" She snorted to herself, recounting the little message Yukari's left about her. She screens all of the idols she "trains" - you wouldn't want any psychos, right?

If anyone wants to join in (which is unlikely for /erp/), I'd be more than happy to accommodate. That's what orgies are all about after all, right?

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 No.160200

File: 7e1778500e93024⋯.jpg (1.38 MB,1499x1375,1499:1375,5b82ad6966cbb71680dc9dfe3d….jpg)

>>160197

Yukari resisted the instinctive urge to correct her tutor. If nothing else, she'd at least learned that Miku was… a brat, for lack of a better word, and Yukari didn't think she'd take kindly to corrections. Standing back up and wandering over to where she'd left her bag, Yukari took a deep breath, fishing for the lipstick as she tried to calm herself. This was all for her future, she told herself. Miku would be sure to spread the good word about her after going through all this… right? Moving over to the mirror, the younger idol carefully applied the lipstick, pressing her lips together gently to even it out before turning back to her tutor, watching her kick off her heel and sit back expectantly. "Y-yes, senpai," she said a tad nervously. Frankly, this was far more intimidating than getting up on stage in front of big crowds. Kneeling down again, Yukari took Miku's one foot in her hand and started her best attempt at a massage, thumbs pressing into the soles, kneading out the knotted muscles.

Lazy photoshop jobs, to the rescue

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 No.160202

File: de6d548180cad1d⋯.jpg (915.79 KB,1142x1511,1142:1511,1444676729156.jpg)

>>160200

Images are just references, silly, otherwise we'd do without the text.

Miku shifted about in her chair, trying to get as comfortable as possible. She curled her toes in Yukari's hands, but more out of being paradoxically ticklish than anything. "Yeah, good, but -" She leaned forward on her shoulders, condescension printed all over her pretty idol face, "I like a special kind of massage. The one where you use your mouth." She smiled. Horribly. "Got it? Good~" She fell back into the chair with a creak. "I want to see that lipstick all over my stocking~~!" She threw her hand out, waving it about in the air trying to signify something, "Oh, and be a dear and get me some coffee! You know how I like it~" Spoiled brats are always a handful and a half. It's a miracle she can do with just one assistant, if not a dozen. How is anyone even supposed to get her a drink while "massaging" her foot?

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 No.160204

File: ee49deb3f679887⋯.jpg (254.56 KB,1400x2380,10:17,0e0b34c2112779e14fbb4d43c5….jpg)

>>160202

I know, but it's fun to find matching references if possible sometimes

Yukari's eyes went wide when she heard exactly what kind of massage the brat of an idol wanted. Gulping, she thought to herself for a moment… Was Miku just trying to humiliate her and show her dominance? Or was this something more? The younger idol was naive, to be sure, but she wasn't completely innocent - she'd heard of people having foot fetishes before at least. No, it wasn't quite that either… Miku fancied herself a queen, so she wanted… worship? Yukari gulped, but decided to gamble on her own deductions, pressing her lips to the heel of Miku's stocking. She kissed her foot, then again and again, making her way up to those wriggling toes. 'More tongue, more saliva next time!' That's what she'd said, right? Opening her mouth, her warm breath tickled the foot in front of her for a few moments as she hesitated, before her tongue extended out and licked up along her sock. It tasted… kind of like nothing, for the most part, but it was shameful all the same, so she practically jumped at the chance to do something else.

"Yes, Hatsune-sen… Hatsune-sama," she said as she rose to her feet, swiftly making her way over to the counter at the side to prepare the idol's coffee.

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 No.160205

>>160189

>her dick

Remember the golden rule: if there's a dick; it's not a chick.

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 No.160208

File: 8d9b9b7ebc2b74e⋯.jpg (662.1 KB,1123x1466,1123:1466,1375117359860.jpg)

>>160204

It was definitely about dominance. Either that, or she was a huge pervert. It'd fit with such a spoiled brat. And seeing Miku's hands extend out and press into the front of her skirt as she groans and moans, the latter was much more probable. Hell, it could be both. A dominant, spoiled pervert. At least she was clean - she just took a shower and a clean set of clothes. When Yukari licked along the sock, she could swear she heard Miku suppress a little 'oh yes'. Her hands were squeezing something in her skirt, so she must've been getting all fired up.

When Yukari left to prepare the coffee, Miku was uncharacteristically quiet, only panting as her hands slid under her skirt. She doesn't have to intervene. Yukari ought to know the way Miku likes it already. She's obviously just testing her. Obviously.

>>160205

Golden rules do not apply to fantasy, fucko.

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 No.160212

File: 27dd99ea859ae76⋯.jpg (994.57 KB,945x1260,3:4,05b8045bcda0ff0780024330be….jpg)

>>160208

Yukari did her best to suppress her nerves as she prepared the coffee just the way she recalled the idol liking it. Glancing back every now and then in the mean time, she noticed Miku fiddling with her skirt and had to wonder what perverse things were going through her head… and what perverse things she'd make Yukari do in return for a shot at fame. She didn't want to know what Miku was doing with her hands under that skirt and tried to push the mental image out of her head as she carried the finished hot drink back to her. Now what? Was she expected to return to 'massaging' her feet? Well, if nothing else, it would make a good impression, she figured. Cheeks burning red with indignity, Yukari leaned down towards Miku's foot, opened her mouth and closed her lips around her toes, suckling and licking them through the stocking.

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 No.160215

File: fec0072e5a9f2e4⋯.jpg (36.97 KB,600x480,5:4,wrong.jpg)

>>160208

>Golden rules do not apply to fantasy, fucko.

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 No.160220

File: 0ab0361a2475512⋯.png (305.25 KB,532x745,532:745,5ae999d8d87cd80d117321565e….png)

>>160212

Miku wasn't very famous for her perverse endeavors. There were little hush-hush rumors among other lesser idols about her carrying out "private lessons" for her peers. Carrier advancement was implied. At least, Yukari better hope it was implied, otherwise she just dug her own grave. Considering the way Miku looked at her when she came back with her coffee - some kind of wicked grin accompanying a light blush - soaring heights of idoldom are not to be very expected.

"H-Hey." She had a weird tone of voice. Miku lacked that usual sing-songy quality to her voice when you talked to her "outside her character", but this was even worse. Croaky. Despotic. When Yukari went back to sucking, she bit her lip and muffled a low groan, and she nudged her with other foot that she had freed from her 'heels moments prior. She kneaded Yukari's cheek with the black stocking, "Why don't you cover the other one in lipstick as well~?" She sounded breathy and all too close. The fact that she didn't even try to use any proper titles made it all worse. But, when Miku's hands held her other foot out, she could've had a peek at Miku's crotch and seen a great big bulge, otherwise covered up by her slim hands. Girls don't have bulges. Boys don't have bulges that big. Therefore, she just has a weird skirt. That's it.

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 No.160223

File: daa02dfb0047c59⋯.jpeg (388.1 KB,472x1512,59:189,d8a52dfff97f9fce2cdade5a8….jpeg)

>>160220

Yukari tried not to think about the fact that she was essentially whoring herself out for a good word from Miku. She had her eyes closed as she sucked on that first set of toes, but the needy idol was nudging her with her other foot before she knew it. It was obvious from the way she was breathing and the way that her voice croaked that Miku was enjoying this on some kind of sexual level, a fact that made the younger girl all the more uncomfortable with the situation. Her fears weren't alleviated at all when she opened her eyes and caught a brief glimpse at the intimidating bulge underneath that skirt. Wh-what the fuck was that?! It… it couldn't have been… No, she was imagining things. It was just Miku's hand under her skirt, of course. The fetishistic nature of what she was doing was making her think weird things. Releasing the idol's toes from her mouth, she took the other foot in her hands, bringing her lips up to greet it. Well, if she was going to sell herself like this, she intended to at least do it well. Getting a little more bold, she pressed her mouth to the top of her foot in a kiss, then moved along, smooching and leaving purple marks as she went. The kisses started to climb Miku's leg, Yukari looking up at her face with an expression that she hoped made her look sexy… but probably came off more as a young girl who was way out of her depth.

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 No.160369

File: dc835928419d954⋯.jpg (432.43 KB,640x855,128:171,59c6f9af3881b4771859c0e616….jpg)

>>160223

Apparently, some people need to sleep.

Usually, when idols whored themselves out to a higherup, they generally just got it over with, and got a correspondingly accurate "recommendation" from Miku. They never lasted all that long. But Miku looked as if she'd make Yukari last a lot longer. A little strand of drool snaked its way down from her lips as she watched her work her up, and she shakily reached over for her coffee. For some reason, she likes it with added cocoa and milk. Double spoiled. Yukari soon heardsloppy slurping as Miku fought the ticklish sensation in her right foot and the uncomfortably moist left sole. She tried wiping her left on the chair, but all she managed is smearing purple across the beige covering. "Y-You're doing great, Yuzuki~!" She's just awful. Why does she even like foot massages of all things if she's so ticklish? Because she seems to be getting off to it, and in not an insignificant amount, either. A darker splotch spread out in the darker part of Miku's skirt, one that'd be almost invisible if it weren't held up by "her hand". The splotch seemed to bubble, which should likely be pretty worrying, and she held it down with her hand - which completely left out Yukari's theory. Maybe it'd be better not to think about it.

"Oopsie~" The clearly mocked expression of clumsiness was meant to, temporarily, persuade Yukari off Miku's feet and redirect her to that same dark splotch, except now with an added covering of hot coffee. "I-I spilled my coffee. You should clean it up~" The way Miku was biting her lower lip looked more like pain rather than pleasure. What a dumbass.

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 No.160386

File: 0ea34bb9a5ba2a1⋯.jpg (1.07 MB,909x1273,909:1273,030b954f0d4f16ca92f36a7ef2….jpg)

>>160369

Before Miku could even pretend to be clumsy and spill coffee over her skirt, Yukari spotted the wet spot in her skirt and halted, her tongue still outstretched against MIku's lower thigh. Her eyes were blank, yet she watched in sheer amazement as the older idol so boldly attempted to cover it up. Huh? What… was that? Her hands weren't in her skirt and something in there was… leaking? Yukari liked to think of herself as relatively pure, but of course she'd have to know at least some dirty things to be able to think like that. Maybe she simply didn't know enough about sex, because there was only one thing the younger girl could think of that would act like that. Not only that, but it seemed big as well. Yukari gulped in thought. If Miku was hiding a secret like that, was Yukari still willing to push this further? Even if she wasn't, a curiosity inside of her was growing, some part of her that wanted to see this oddity for herself.

"I… I should take the skirt off then, so I can clean it properly, right?" Asking for permission with her timid eyes and meek question, Yukari reached out and grabbed the hem of Miku's skirt, slowly starting to tug it down her legs.

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 No.160461

File: c476a06f60b1a8f⋯.jpg (106.08 KB,500x653,500:653,52980c4686620822aaa651e4fa….jpg)

>>160386

Miku didn't have broken pipe or a sports drink stashed under her skirt. That'd be a weird promotion. But Yukari didn't get a clue as to what it really was just then - Miku yanked the skirt out of her hands with a tiny growl. "Have I given you permission to take off my clothes!?" Complete prude, and a little too anal about a dirtied skirt, too. But when she tugged her skirt back, the punctured hose pipe revealed itself to be nothing but a simple, oversized penis. What a relief, Yukari would've had to call the plumber if it wasn't! Miku's customary panties still covered a secondary bulge at the base of her penis, but not much else. It throbbed in the air proudly, easily nine inches long and without the slightest issue in leaking more sweet, pearly water. Miku looked at it and brushed one of her twintails behind her shoulder, "… Yeah, you don't need to take it off." She took the hem of her skirt and tried to strain the coffee stain out, as if that'd help anything. Miku doesn't do - and likely never has - done her own laundry, and it shows. After failing completely and snarling at her own skirt, she patted her thighs, "Get to cleaning~!" She could spin it into "practice for older, dirtier, uglier men," but Miku stopped trying by then. And just to make sure the little idol'd do her god-given duty of shaft polishing, she wrapped her legs behind Yukari's and pulled her closer.

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 No.160797

Anyone home?

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 No.160874

>>160797

Yes? Oh before you jump to guesses I'm not either one of recent players, but just have some potential interest.

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 No.160877

>>160797

Work is suffering. I’ll be getting back to it later today, so is there anything you were hoping for?

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 No.160992

>>160797

Yes, but everything I've been craving lately is weirdly specific and requires someone willing to play some sort of muscular, deformed brute. I'd feel like an idiot chucking a first post into the thread and demanding a certain character type.

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 No.161026

>>160992

Might as well give it a try. People were complaining before about it not being clear enough what posters want, so maybe there'd be more interest if it's specific

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 No.161225

Annd silence descends again.

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 No.194925

File: b2bca99c8dbc753⋯.jpeg (82.08 KB,616x480,77:60,AC72CC89-01B3-4F20-82BC-F….jpeg)

>>194914

Sure, revivals are always fun, no matter how long they last.

Another anon here looking to play a female character (or characters) against any number and any combination of males, females and traps. If anyone’s got any specific settings or types of scenes they’re looking for, feel free to say, otherwise I’ll throw up some character/scenario intros at some point. I mostly prefer playing as OC. Bear in mind, I’ll probably mostly be doing a back and forth with potentially quite some time between posts, but I’ll put a heads up in spoiler tags if it’s gonna be a while before I can get back to another response. As for post length, I’m flexible, but semi-para at least would be nice.

I do miss having regular fun in this thread, why can’t work an social obligations just not be things?

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 No.194926

>>194925

>why can’t work an social obligations just not be things?

This this a hundred thousand times this

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 No.194929

>>194926

I don’t to do anywhere near as much erp as I’d like anymore, and when I do, it’s almost always with my boyfriend. I’m lucky he’s into it honestly, or I probably wouldn’t get any time to do it at all, but as fun as it is, it can get a little predictable with the same person every time. Even if you make an effort to mix things up, their writing style is still familiar and you’re still going to be aiming to hit the same kinks most of the time.

Having a recurring partner is a blessing, but it can be a repetitive one.

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 No.194930

>>194926

Just give up social obligations completely. They're not worth shit anyway. Supplant those with erp.

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 No.194932

>>194929

Minus the boyfriend aspect, pretty much the same here. I'm essentially at zero, and will be for at least a couple more weeks due to overtime at work.

>>194930

If it paid my bills, I'd do it in a flash.

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 No.194935

>>194930

I kinda did for a while, but it slowly drives you crazy

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 No.194937

>>194932

>If it paid my bills, I'd do it in a flash.

You make money with social obligations? Shit sign me up then. But yeah don't give up work for RP.

>>194935

same here tbh

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 No.194938

>>194937

My entire job is basically just talking to (or at) people, so more or less.

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 No.194989

File: dc3277f221ee782⋯.jpg (708.18 KB,847x1200,847:1200,6cd677505a4a5fbdee33490c6a….jpg)

"Mistress, I really don't think this is a good idea," Marie warned her young charge as they sat down at a table in the 'lounge'. "We're breaking the law with your age, for starters. And I'm not sure most of the men here are going to be all that… savoury."

"Nonsense," Kathryn said dismissively with a wave of her hand. "I'm at the age of consent, that's good enough. I'm confident I can handle anyone who comes our way. And if things get a little much, well, you'll be my knight in shining armour, won't you?"

"…Fiiiiiiiine." Marie pouted as she sat down, still not entirely comfortable with the situation.

Kathryn had always been a precocious young woman. Born into an immeasurably rich household and gifted academically, she always found herself seeking things that were perhaps a little more mature than her. Marie, the young lady's loyal retainer and personal handmaid, also happened to be a closet pervert. Despite an age difference of about 5 years, the two girls had become very close and brought out both the best and worst in each other. Marie's backside was still sore from two nights ago, when Kathryn had gotten excited about her plans to come here…

The two girls looked out across the room, both of them quietly observing and enjoying the sounds and sights of couples and groups sucking, fucking, grinding, licking and moaning. Kathryn sniffed the air, salivating at the smell of sex and sweat all around. Now they just had to wait for a man, or maybe even men, to approach.

"Ah… I can't wait to finally taste a dick~" Kathryn said to her maid.

Marie sighed. "Jeez… I've really been an awful influence, haven't I?"

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 No.195387

File: b1c8e39d9d0d14f⋯.png (221.52 KB,576x720,4:5,mentor_and_mentee.png)

>>194989

"Right, here we are Mr. Smithson. Cuties as far as the eye can see" *An enthusiastic voice could be heard coming from outside and before long the source revealed itself to be that of a youngster who perhaps was around 20, give or take 2 years and behind him, a white collar worker who seemed to be twice his age if not older followed.*

"Mind you Harry, if this turns out to be like that time you dragged me into the Dragon Den, then I'll shove this umbrella so far up your arse, that you'll always be in cover."

"Kinky Mr. Smithson."

*The older man simple grumbled in reply, though there was a slight hint of an amused smile in his expression, revealing a longer story between the two, but for this moment then all that mattered was what the younger one had noticed, drawing attention to it by elbowing the older one in the side with his left arm, while his right hand pointed toward a pair of girls.*

"Now that's rare, an actual genuine apron-and-headress maid."

"And a girl young enough to be my daughter."

"The best ones to make you feel young again, aren't they?"

"I'm not that old!"

"Right, unlike that bitch taking half your pay and not letting you see your own kid. Fuck her. Actually, no don't fuck her. Fuck someone better. Show me how it's done sempai."

"Sempai? Is this one of your japanese cartoon term?"

"Anime"

"Whatever."

*The pair had approached the noble daughter and the maid during the back and forth and with the older one leading the way, showing that even if he hadn't admitted it, then he did very much approve of what Harry had picked out for them and as they got closer, the older ones body language seemed to grow more confident, his chest pushed out, his back straightened up, his head held high, emphasizing his height. Whatever doubt he might have had either gone, or simple locked away with an experienced white collar workers stoicism, his thought instead replaced with consideration for how he should open the negotiation so to speak, taking the surrounding into consideration, before he sat down across the noblelady, and decided to go for how he used to be in the old days, before a mistake had him pay childsupport, bringing him into a slump that his new friend had recently started to drag him out off, Bold.*

"So is your maid part of a package deal, or she's just here to lick you clean when we're done giving you what you've come here for?"

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 No.195388

>>195387

Whoops, used the wrong coding for italicizing the relevant text. I'll in any case look forward to your reply anon.

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 No.195627

>>195387

Kathryn and Marie watched the pair of men approach, the maid a little nervous and a little excited, whilst the younger girl was both a little more nervous and a little more excited. Kathryn grinned as the elder of the two men sat down opposite them. Marie kept a stoic and professional expression on her face, until Kathryn answered, "My maid wants to fuck too!"

Marie couldn't help stumbling as she heard such a bold proclamation on her behalf, her expression faltering as she turned back to glare at the young lady. "Mistress!" She cried out, before quietening herself. "Please, might we execute a little more class? I know you like to loosen your tongue when you're away from more conservative environments, but I'm sure these gentlemen would appreciate a more modest approach."

Kathryn shook her head and raised her hands in a shrug, a smile on her face as she did, turning to address the two men. "Please, don't mind my coy friend here, she's just doing her job. She seems to be under the impression that you handsome boys are here for something other than some fun crude fun. And I must say, I'm definitely looking forward to having lots of fun with you both." Her tone was playful, elbows on the table as she rested her chin on her hands, offering a teasing little giggle.

Marie sighed. Despite her young age, Kathryn had always been overbearingly confident, enough to get her into trouble at times. "Yes, well… Please take care of us then," she said, bowing her head towards the men. She wanted to be into the whole thing, but worrying about Kathryn was taking her out of it.

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 No.195650

>>195627

Both men was stunned by surprise for a moment by the younger ones outburst, though they had recovered by the time Kathryn had started bowing, at which point the older one of the men bursted out in laughter. "You're right, it is like being young again." "Told ya this place is the best"

The two would had continued their banter, were it not for the older one focusing his attention on the noble daughter, his lower arm crossed on the table along with his elbow resting on the surface, so he could use his arms for support, as he leaned slightly forward, lowering his face closer to Kathryn's level.

"Smithson. My young friend here is Harry and I can assure both of you that we're not here for anything that you aren't" "Yeah. Mr. Smithson here is a real old school gentleman. Practically British!"

The older man's gesturing toward himself and his younger friend was almost followed by a sigh, only suppressed because he kept his eyes on the goal.

"Still, if your maid is so worried, then she can be your cup-bearer and crawl under the table to make sure there's nothing too dangerous for you down there, while you introduce yourself."

Visible bulges would be apparent under the table to anyone who crawled under there, aroused as they already where by the sight and sound of fucking already in progress. The younger ones larger than the older, though it was hard to tell if it's because he actually was larger or simple more easily excited.

"And don't worry, I won't forget about ya" The younger one reassured, pushing himself and his seat slightly back from the table, to indicate that he would make sure to watch what ever happened below deck and not make the maid feel overlooked

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