Chat - Write - Another "Whatever" Thread

I walked back into the suite and smiled again. There they were, still without a stitch of clothing on.

"Welcome back, Trajan," the club president whispered. "We thought we scared you away."

"No, no," I said. "I wasn't sure I was in the right place is all."

Seven women giggled and sighed. "We'd thought we'd give you a welcome to the 'Trajan Charron Fan Club' meeting. You're are favorite author."

I removed my glasses and wiped them, a calculated action to show that they were, indeed, beautiful women who were steaming up the lenses. "Why seven of you?" I asked.

"Well, 'The Seven Samuri' and 'The Magnificant Seven' are my favorite movies," Isabella, the young blonde remarked. I thought it would be a perfect number."

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Now - - - Those that know me personally - DO NOT READ INTO THIS!!! It really just felt right writing this for this particular picture - a favorite photo of mine. BUT DON'T READ INTO WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN, OR I WILL PINCH YOU! HONEST!! :D


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The nylon hugged her throat; the cool metal tag, engraved with her name, his address, and his phone number lay against the base of her neck. The chain rested comfortably against her chest, sliding between her breasts. These testaments of ownership meant the world to her, but they meant nothing when she saw the disappointment in his gaze. His hand reached for the clip; her heart stopped beating as she felt the pressure of his thumb brush against her skin. Her lower lip trembled as he slid the clasp down and turned his hand, so the hook was released. The collar and tag were next. The sound of the various pieces of metal hitting the floor would be forever drilled into her head as he walked away and she was left to pick up the pieces.
 
She was where she was supposed to be when he walked in the front door. He knew though from her emails and texts that she'd sent to him throughout the day, that she was exhausted and her emotions spent. It had been a hard day for her, work had not been easy, an argument with her mother had taken its toil on her thoughts, and yet, here she was, still ready to worship and give her Master the attention he deserved. He reached down, touched her forehead and stepped forward, knowing that allowing her to please him would not only satisfy him as her Master, but it would also remind her that he would forever be a constant in her life.

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... Through the french doors she could see him in his favourite chair, nose buried in a book. It was doubtful he even knew it had rained. But he must have felt her gaze upon him for he glanced up to behold the bedraggled nymph upon the wooden boards beyond the haven of his study. A slow smile spread across his face and she could see the embers begin to stir in his eyes. Cold she might be now, but not for much longer.


He surprised her then.

Holding her eyes with his he walked across to the doors and stepped out onto the verandah. As he reached her he folded her dripping form into his arms. His hands slid down her back as he leant in to kiss her. Her lips trembled a little as his mouth found hers. And with her attention captured, he began to undress her.

Wet clothes fell around her feet, her drenched hair clinging to naked shoulders. Released from the cold caress of wet fabric, her chill eased. The fire of his touch on her mouth began to warm her through.

He stepped away from her a little and the smile in his eyes was like the promise of the sun after the shower. He took his own shirt off over his head. She laughed as he almost fell over when one pants leg 'stuck'. She helped him with the rest and soon they were standing naked together on the deck. Hands held. Suddenly shy. The first blossoms of spring.

She broke the spell, pulling him off the porch with a giggle and into the rain. He tilted his face upward for a moment, savouring the freshness of heaven's blessing. She smiled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling into him.

"I love you", she whispered.

He laughed softly.

"Come on water sprite, show me what's kept you so entranced all morning."

Hand in hand they wandered back down to the meadow.
 
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Chloe looked up at Rebecca with eyes wide and full of apprehension, confusion, and fear. Her lower lip trembled as a sliver of a tear slid down her right cheek. She sniffed and took a deep breath as the other woman, only a couple years older than her stared back at her.

"See Chloe, it's not that bad," Rebecca said as she pushed her hand under the other girl's neck and cupped it. "You want to be part of the squad, that's great. I'm just asking for a little pussy to guarantee you make the team."

Rebecca stared at Chloe's lips and felt her sex tighten. Moisture beaded along the edge of her labia. Her pulse raced and her skin felt as if it were on fire. She shivered as the thrill of the chase had finally ended with the hometown girl from Buttfuck, Nowhere agreeing to become Rebecca's lover. She could smell the fragrant arousal of her own sex, and almost taste the fear radiating from Chloe. "This is going to be good," Rebecca whispered, before she pulled the girl's hair and forced her head back, "So fuckin' good."
 
He watched from the hall, unbeknownst to her as she pulled on the stockings and adjusted the seam so it lay just right against her calf muscle. He was young and innocent, yet he knew that she didn't like playing dress-up. There was a sadness to the game she played and when he asked her why she played it, she only smiled, lovingly touched his face and told him, "it's the only game I know how to play."

His tummy growled; it had been the reason he had sought her out. Their supper had been meager and he was still hungry. Yet as he took note of her sad eyes and frowning lips, he turned away and headed back to his bedroom. Whenever mommy played dress up there was food in the morning and for that he was thankful, but he wondered if maybe tomorrow instead of dress up, he could teach her how to play cops and robbers with his plastic toy soldiers.

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Now - - - Those that know me personally - DO NOT READ INTO THIS!!! It really just felt right writing this for this particular picture - a favorite photo of mine. BUT DON'T READ INTO WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN, OR I WILL PINCH YOU! HONEST!! :D


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The nylon hugged her throat; the cool metal tag, engraved with her name, his address, and his phone number lay against the base of her neck. The chain rested comfortably against her chest, sliding between her breasts. These testaments of ownership meant the world to her, but they meant nothing when she saw the disappointment in his gaze. His hand reached for the clip; her heart stopped beating as she felt the pressure of his thumb brush against her skin. Her lower lip trembled as he slid the clasp down and turned his hand, so the hook was released. The collar and tag were next. The sound of the various pieces of metal hitting the floor would be forever drilled into her head as he walked away and she was left to pick up the pieces.


Lol! Pinch! Pinch! Pinch pinch pinch!!!
 
He surprised her then.

Holding her eyes with his he walked across to the doors and stepped out onto the verandah. As he reached her he folded her dripping form into his arms. His hands slid down her back as he leant in to kiss her. Her lips trembled a little as his mouth found hers. And with her attention captured, he began to undress her.

Wet clothes fell around her feet, her drenched hair clinging to naked shoulders. Released from the cold caress of wet fabric, her chill eased. The fire of his touch on her mouth began to warm her through.

He stepped away from her a little and the smile in his eyes was like the promise of the sun after the shower. He took his own shirt off over his head. She laughed as he almost fell over when one pants leg 'stuck'. She helped him with the rest and soon they were standing naked together on the deck. Hands held. Suddenly shy. The first blossoms of spring.

She broke the spell, pulling him off the porch with a giggle and into the rain. He tilted his face upward for a moment, savouring the freshness of heaven's blessing. She smiled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling into him.

"I love you", she whispered.

He laughed softly.

"Come on water sprite, show me what's kept you so entranced all morning."

Hand in hand they wandered back down to the meadow.



Jett,
I really liked this!
 
He couldn't believe his luck. The man he has been lusting after needs a ride home. It was a fucking hot day and their shift ended an hour ago. Chad had gone home, but he got a call from his coworker Matt. Matt's car had broken down on the road. He was waiting for towtruck, but he needed a ride home. Could Chad come get him? He speeded down the road to Chad feeling stupid but excited to be the"knight in shining aromor". Pulling up next to Chad all coherent thought left his mind. The playful "need a ride" never left his lips.


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