An Inconspicuous Touch (Male Rper needed)

[Belle_Baby]

OOC: Character Description
Name: Belle East
Skin: Slightly tan
Hair: Strawberry blonde, long and wavy
Eyes: Bright emerald green
Look/Build: Small, innocent, pixie face with delicate features. She is short and petite with small but round breasts and an hourglass figure. She always has a sensual smile on her face.

Situation: Belle is about to move in with a family who just moved into a ski cottage in Aspen and work for them as a live-in baby-sitter. There is a mother, father, 5 year old girl, a 12 year old girl and an 18 year old boy.

Anyone who wants to join me can choose to be either the father or brother…or both PM me or post here OOC to ask

IC:

Belle stepped out of the taxi and heaved her bags onto the snowy sidewalk; she wanted to gasp as she looked around at the expansive winter getaway full of riches and wonder. The large house was complimented by a large snowy maze in the background and the surrounding area was covered in forest, it was secluded and perfect. Belle couldn’t wait to put all the other things in her life out of her mind and meet the new family she would be working with.

She wasn’t really sure what was considered appropriate for their first meeting to she decided to try and be demure with tight fitting jeans and a snuggley white turtleneck. She flicked her long strawberry blonde hair back and tried to wrestle her suitcases up the stairs…

 

[JustaShell]

(OOC: I'll play the brother if the position's open.
But I don't know if you're allowed to have the 5 and 12 year olds. >_>)

 

[Tigerjaw]

OOC: If you don't mind i snatch the father role as the brother seems occupied I don't think there are rules about children if they don't get caught up in the juicy parts. Not sure though.

 

[Belle_Baby]

((OOC: Yeah sure, you two can both play the two you want to, just jump in. Yeah i think as long as they are stirctly PG characters under 18 it is ok))

Summer made it half way up the grand stairs when one of her suitcases popped open, clothes and underwear went tumbling down the stairs and Summer rushed to pick it all up in a fit of embarassement. She bent over her suitcase, her pants lowering slighting and her top scrunching up, she felt the icy wind along her lower back and shivered.

 

[JustaShell]

(OOC: Just checked the rules. Rule number two:

You may not post sexually explicit pictures or stories featuring anyone under 18 years old.

Character Description
Name: Keaton (Insert last name of family here.)
Skin: Moderately tan
Hair: Light brown/dirty blond, falls to the base of his neck in the back and to his eyebrows in the front.
Eyes: Blue-green
Look/Build: Tall and toned, sort of thin. Usually has a bored expression on his face and obviously doesn't put too much thought into how he dresses--usually T-shirts, hoodie sweaters, and cargo pants. Also wears wire-frame glasses.Reference pic, if needed. (I didn't draw it, but it fits the description pretty well, no?)
Keaton is (or was, depending on Belle's age) the oldest child in the family. He was always the quiet one in school and was often made fun of. Because of this, he became shy and introverted, preferring to keep to himself. As he matured, he grew a little more outgoing, but not much. Now he doesn't care much for what others think or say, preferring to keep to his hobbies, which are video games, music, and drawing.)
IC: A car door slammed outside, causing Keaton to look up from his half-made drawing. He swiveled around in his chair and pushed off the desk, gliding across the hardwood floor to the window, pulling the curtain to the side to see a young woman struggling to drag her suitcases up the steps.
"Must be that new babysitter that Dad was talking about."
he thought to himself, pushing himself to the door and getting up out of his chair. He pulled his wire-frame glasses down off his head and put them on the bridge of his nose before walking out of his room and skimming down the stairs.
He opened the front door and leaned against the doorjamb, looking the woman up and down for a moment before stepping forward. "Hey, need some help?" he asked, pushing up his glasses. By the time he had gotten down, she had dropped the suitcase down the stairs and was now bending over, giving him a tantalizing flash of skin as she did.

 

[Tigerjaw]

OOC: Character description
Name: James Blakeley
Status: Father in the family
Age: 43
Skin: Tanned
Hair: Black with silver strikes at the side, short
Eyes: Blue-green
Look/build: tall with broad shoulders. Work out at the gym. Mostly wear suits. His son's attire is a constant irritation for James. Does not really fit the image of how he wan't his family to look to others.

James is married to Kimberly. He consider her mostly as a trophy wife. She are blonde and beautiful but cold as a fish. They usually make love once a month or so. Lately even less. Making love might be the wrong phrase as they only do it in the missionary position and it is out of habit. James is a business man in the oil business, which take him abroad quite often. He is a handsome man and have had some affairs when he have been away on business trips.

IC: James look up from the magazine he are reading as he hear the front door open. must be Keaton as Kimberly wasn't home. She was away on one of her many fundraisers for charity. He return to the magazine with none interrest at all. With a sigh he lay it to the side on the table. He stand up and stretches his tired muscles.

 

[Belle_Baby]

((OOC Cool descriptions Oh also Belle is 21 ))

Belle was on her hands and knees stuffing her things in her suitcase when she flipped her head around to see who was behind her. She pulled a weak grin and turned back around to close her suitcase; She picked up her thing and piled them where she was standing. She adjusted her white turtleneck, she knew she was attractive but she didn't know the extent of her beauty. As she adjusted her tight clothing the slight writhing of her body exposed the curves of her flesh.

Belle put her hand out and smiled "I'm Belle, the new babysitter..." She stopped after this and bit her tongue, she wanted to say something else, something the old Belle would say, but this time she resisted.

The words she wanted to say played in her mind "So if your one of the kids, I guess that means you have to do whatever I say" But Belle kept telling herself she wasn't that girl anymore, that she could control her urges. Pushing her feelings back she continued smiling and outstretching her hand.

 

[JustaShell]

((Oops, sorry. Jake was my old RP name. ^^)
Keaton shrugged, reaching out and shaking her hand. "Keaton." He could tell there was something else she was thinking about saying, but didn't press the matter. From the way she dressed, carried herself, and spoke, he could tell that she was quite a bit less innocent than she would like the younger ones to believe.
Either way, he was technically one of her charges, even though he was taller than her and only a few years younger. His father was always getting on him about the way he dressed and behaved, so Keaton was beginning to expect that this was supposed to be for his benefit as well.
Reaching down, he picked up her suitcase and slung it over his shoulder easily. "Ground rules." he said, turning and walking up the steps. "Knock before entering my room and don't mess with any cords around the TV." He turned around at the top of the stairs. "Oh, and keep the motherly stuff to the others."

 

[Belle_Baby]

An amused smile grew over Belle's face as she watched the boy try and tell her the rules, she already knew the rules would change; again something in her head told her that was wrong. But as she looked Keaton up and down while he carried the suitcase and couldn't fight away that deep feeling that soon enough she would be the old Belle again.

Once Keaton had placed her suitcase in her room, she slowly and casually advanced on him, just riding the barrier of his personal space "Wanna show me round before I meet the rest? I saw that crazy maze thing you have outside" she waited for his answer, wondering just what kind of guy he was. She knew she wanted a cigarette though and she certainly wanted him to take her to the garden.

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton noticed her advancing on him, but didn't move away. He wasn't about to look like he was easily controlled. "Sure, follow me."
He walked out of the room and motioned for her to follow him, heading out of the house toward the large botanical labyrinth that his parents called a garden. He wasn't entirely sure why she wanted to go there of all places, since there wasn't much to look at besides the occasional flower. But once inside the garden, visibility from the outside was pretty much impossible.

 

[Belle_Baby]

Once they got to the outside doorway Belle paced slightly quicker to squeeze through the doorway before him, ever so gently brushing the side of his thigh with her finger and the edge of her breast against his chest. She was close to him again, and already she could feel herself becoming more playful and confident with him.

"so do you smoke Keaton? Wanna take me in there where no one can see me?" She paused and grinned "...just so i can have a cigarette of course" She carefully watched the reaction on his face as she twisted her hair around her finger. She could feel herself losing control fast, faster than she thought.

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton shrugged, leading her into the maze of plants. "Nah, I don't smoke. Last time Dad caught Mom smoking he went insane."
He had found a few cigarettes in his father's room on occasion, but he decided to stay out of smoking either way. "But I'm not bothered by it."
He was glad that he was wearing baggy pants, as they managed to hide the erection he had gotten when her breast rubbed against him, just for a fraction of a second.

 

[Belle_Baby]

As the trees covered them Belle put her hand in her bag and pulled out a cigarette and plonked on the ground in a clear area, she lit it up and took a draw. "So, tell me about you...It's bonding time!" she laughed and patted the ground "Nah, seriously man i'll level with you, i'm not gonna be a total bitch, i'm not going to try and control you at all, like you said i'll just leave all the motherly intimacy for the girls" Belle put and emphasis on the 'motherly' impling she had other intimacies to give.

She kept smoking her cigarette with one hand, and began pulling grass out with the other, wiating for him to speak.

((OOC: I gotta run, but i'll be back tomorrow If you have any ideas that would make this a good plot somehow just OOC post em here, cya both soon ))

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton sat down next to her and looked around. "About me? Um, I'm eighteen, just out of high school. My birthday's in May and I like video games and playing drums. Now level with me. You don't really seem like the babysitter type." he said, looking over her body again. He knew she was pretty, but now that he knew she wouldn't try to be a nanny to him, she almost seemed sexy.

 

[Belle_Baby]

Belle cocked her head as she blew out the smoke and gave him a sultry side glance. She smiled to herself and put out her cigarette, it was only half finished but the new found confidence she heard in the boy's voice made her think she might need her hands soon. She tilted her body slightly towards him so her knee was touching his thigh; she played carelessly with the hem of her turtleneck revealing the skin underneath. As she looked him in the eyes she smiled, she almost said 'what kind of type do you want me to be?' but she slightly censored herself and spoke with a slight grin 'what type do you think i am?'.

As she stared at him waiting for his response she already started to fantasize about him, she began to rationalize in her head...

Well, obviously we are flirting majorly...it's not like it hasn't already begun...

She let her fantasies roll, imagining dragging her thighs against his and nestling herself against his cock, 'Old Belle' began to take control of her mind as she imagined fucking this boy harder than he could ever imagine, she was extremely turned on by the thought of teaching this boy the ropes.

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton shrugged and looked up at the clouds. "I don't really know how to explain it without it sounding kind of offensive but...you just don't really seem as innocent as I'd picture a babysitter to be." he said, looking back at her. "But it doesn't matter; it's probably my imagination, right?"

 

[Belle_Baby]

Belle gave a careless "Maybe" and hopped up, looking around the bushes and flowers littered through the small clearing. She spotted a pile of rocks with some small yellow flowers popping out, she bent down and picked some, smelling their sweet scent.

Belle stood and leaned against a tree, she twirled the flower around in her hand and turned her head to see Keaton "You know the funny thing about imagination? To imagine something is usually to want it to be true..." With that she disappeared around the other side of the tree, hoping for him to follow.

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton sat there for a minute, wondering if he should get up and follow. Not seeing her come back, he sighed and got up, jogging around the tree after her. "Hey wait up!"

 

[Belle_Baby]

Past the tree was a small opening between two large pine trees that led to a rocky hillside covered from the house by the looming pine trees. Belle sat on a large rock that was flatish at the top, she had her leg partially spread, dug into rocks on the hill. She waited for Keaton to come around the corner, with her elbows on her knees and her right hand lightly touching her breast. She didn't want to play games anymore, she was hot and her pussy was started to get the pleasurable light throb she knew so well.

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton rounded the corner and slowed to a walk, noticing Belle in the distance. He finally caught up to her, noticing the pose she was in. He roamed her body with his eyes, feeling the growing discomfort in his pants.
Stepping forward, he leaned next to her on the rock and tried to think about something else.

 

[Belle_Baby]

“Before, you said you thought I wasn’t as innocent as I looked…when you imagined me being ‘not innocent’…what did you imagine me doing?” She was trying to draw him out of his shell, she wanted him to admit what he wanted before she took him right there.

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton looked around and shrugged, taking off his glasses and cleaning them as he often did when he was unsure of what to say. "Well, I don't really know. Just the way you dress and talk makes me think that you'd be more of a...sexually oriented person. Not that that's bad or anything; I mean, under different circumstances, I'd...I mean..." he trailed off at that. "Forget I said it." he said, putting his glasses back on.

 

[Belle_Baby]

Belle sat up straight, her legs still parted but her hands now lightly caressing the sides of her thighs, she looked Keaton right in the eye, she wanted to unbalance him, catch him off guard. "Keaton, what would you do to me...under different circumstances?" She grinned, waiting to see if his response was too timid or if he was ready for her.

 

[JustaShell]

Keaton nearly fell off the rock when she asked, but managed to stay relatively composed. He could tell what she was getting at and that made him a bit less nervous. "Under different circumstances...I might try this."
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.

 

[Belle_Baby]

Belle smiled, amazed he made the first real move, she kissed him back passionately for a second then put her hands on his chest and roughly pushed him away. With her sexiest pouty face she asserted "That was very bad of you Keaton! As your babysitter you do what i say, and i said tell me not show me!" She smiled and sighed, she loved playing games "I guess i have to punish you now right?" with the bite of a command in her voice she stated "stay."

Hey eyes never leaving the boy's gaze she slowly slid one hands down her stomach and onto the crotch of her jeans slowly but forcefully she massaged the stitching of her jeans into her clit, slowly wetting her pussy even more. She stopped and undone one of the three buttons on her jeans, she almost whispered to him "I think i thought of a punishment...i want you to come here right now and fuck me with your tongue till i come all over your face...now." She simply gave her Cheshire grin and waited to see if he responded eagerly, knowing that if he did she could give so much more in return.