The Room - OOC

[Tibxo]

Welcome to The Room.

This is an OOC thread where two people can meet and play but with a difference. Similar to a costume party, you would need to “rent” a costume, or in this case a Lit Persona. But this is a very private party which would only consist of two people. Two people who can play in complete anonymity (that can also include the person you are playing with if you so wish).

So, just imagine. You could be making love to someone you know or to a complete stranger (who could be someone you know) and it doesn’t necessary even have to be a woman/man couple. It can be woman/woman or man/man if you prefer.

The Room itself has some very special properties. It can be anything, anywhere, anytime. A hotel room, for example. Or a compartment on a train, a tropical beach, the bathroom on a plane. All you do before you enter is to touch the orb in the wall next to the door and state what you want it to be.

The Room can be rented for any amount of time (provided it is available). All you have to do is to PM me and obtain your Personas.

When finished, just return the Personas back to me by another PM. Both Personas’ passwords will then be changed.

You can apply as a couple or individually. If applying individually, just post under the “rented” Persona describing The Room’s scenario and the sex of the person you want to interact with. The player interested can then apply for the other “rented” Persona and then get involved. Neither players need to know the true identities of the other.

BTW: If a player wishes to redraw, they can do so and be replaced by someone else.

The true identities of all players participating will be kept strictly confidential.

If you need any help, then please just PM me.

Enjoy.

Tib – The Proprietor.

PS My thanks to darrenfate for giving me the idea for this thread.

 

[LoverA]

Example Post

I am one of the "rented" Personas.

By obtaining the password from Tibvo, you can post under my name to this thread.

If you are with another person, simply start the thread by entering The Room. There is also an orb by the door which when touch, you can describe what you want the room to be.

If applying individually, post describing The Room’s scenario and the sex of the person you want to interact with.

The player interested can then apply for the other “rented” Persona and then get involved. Neither players need to know the true identities of the other.

 

[LoverB]

Example Post

I am the other available Persona.

You will notice that the Persona names are completely generic and so can be played by either sex. This allows you to have same sex couples if you wish.

If someone has individually applied to use LoverA and you are interested in participating with him/her, all you have to do is PM Tib for my password and then start posting to the thread stating what sex you are and any other details you feel pertinent.

 

[Tibxo]

There you have it.

Hopefully, I have explained how The Room works.

If not, please PM me.

I also have my first booking: 2nd March - 9th March.

You two can start at any time.

 

[LoverA]

First customer

The house is dark and dingy as I walk through its unhospital halls. The smell, musky. Finally I reach my objective. A simple white wooden door with a glass orb fitted in the wall next to it.

"Here goes!" I think to myself and I tentively place my palm on the orb as I had been instructed to do by the owner.

Nothing!

I feel disappointment as I stand there.

What is supposed to happen?

Shrugging my shoulders, I open the door and step...

...into a corridor of what looks like a train. It is moving too judging from the rocking motion I am feeling.

What the...?

"Good evening, Sir." An elderly man wearing an old fashioned conductor's uniform comes up to greet me. "Are you Mr Tibvo's guest?"

Silently, I nod my head.

"Then your compartment is this way, Sir." The man says, as he starts back the way he came. "And your companion is already waiting for you as is a bottle of our best champagne, compliments of Mr Tibvo."

I am dumbfounded.

It has actually worked.

When I had touched the orb, I had wished to be aboard an old fashion steam train and here I am.

Moving down yet slim corridor, the conductor finally stops.

"Here you are, Sir. Your compartment." He steps back to let me pass. Here I find myself standing in a snug but very well fitted cabin consisting of seating and a table. Sitting already with a glass in her hand is my lovely companion.

"Enjoy yourself, Sir and let me welcome you to the Orient Express."

 

[LoverB]

Hillary Payton leaned back...

against the lace antimacassar that protected the headrest on the brocade-covered seat in the compartment. Forty five minutes earlier, a steward had brought a single red rose and a silver bucket containing a chilled bottle of Cristal.

"Who is this from?" she had asked curiously.

"The gentleman said that he would be along presently, Ms. Payton," was his only reply.

And so she sat, waiting and sipping champagne as she wondered who he was.

 

[LoverA]

She raises her head as I enter the compartment.

"Mister Smith?" She asks as she gets up, offering me her hand.

"Yes!" I reply. "And you are Miss Payton?"

"Yes!" She smiles and we both sit down, facing each other.

I just sit there, silent.

What do I say?

I have never been in this type of situation before.

"You must try the Cristal. It is absolutely gorgeous!". She says as if sensing my awkness.

I wonder how often her that has happened to her!

She starts to reach for the second glass.

"No. Allow me." I bring myself to say and getting up, I take the bottle and pour for both of us. Sitting down again, I find myself looking at her again as we each take a sip.

She is so beautiful!

Everything about her shows beauty and elegance. Her skin is completely flawless. Her neck long and smooth which flows into a an ample bosom which in turn becomes a tight waist. Her breeding is clearly evidently in the imaculate way she wears her dress. Also how perfectly she has tied back her long hair.

She is perfect...

...and worth every penny she is costing me this evening for her services!

"I hope you approve." She says, breaking into my reverie.

I flush as I realise that I have been staring.

"Please forgive me. I did not mean to offend." I say to her, trying to hide my embarrassment. She just smiles, its beauty illuminating the entire compartment.

"You have not offended me. As you can imagine, this is not uncommon and I, like most women, like the attention of a sophisticated gentleman." She leans forward, offering up her glass.

"To this evening!" She clunks her glass against mine and then sits back, taking another sip. Her eyes still on me, full of promise of what is to come.

 

[LoverB]

I seldom know the identity of the gentlemen...

I am to entertain, and Mr. Smith is no exception. The only thing that set him apart from the others was that I am being paid to escort him on a business trip. Five thousand US Dollars at the end of the journey. I can't help smiling to myself. It would put me over the top in my quest to get out of the 'business'.

I looked him over as we sat sipping our champagne. Mr. Smith was a good looking man, at least six foot and on the slender side. His auburn hair was short and he sported a neatly groomed goatee. Why he would need to hire a companion was completely beyond me, but who am I to argue? At least he wasn't fat and balding as were so many of the others.

"I took the liberty of ordering our dinner brought to the compartment," he said awkwardly. "I can cancel and we can go to the dining car if you prefer, Miss... Payton."

"Hillary. Please call me Hillary," I replied.

"Hillary," My name sounded almost lyrical as it rolled off his tongue. "You may call me John."

"Thank you, John. I think I will," I replied and we both laughed, easing some of the awkwardness I know that we were both feeling. "Would you mind if I asked you a question?"

"Ask."

"Why do you need an escort for this trip?" My curiosity had gotten the better of me and I hoped that he would not be offended.

"Fair enough," he answered after the briefest pause. "Many of the people I will be meeting with have either wives or girlfriends. I have neither and have no time for the games required to sustain such a relationship. Rather than have one of them try to fix me up, I decided that it would be infinitely more practical to provide my own escort as it were and thus avoid the small talk and flirting that would ensue. I will be better able to concentrate on the business at hand. Does that answer your question?"

I nodded. "It does. Thank you."

A rap on the compartment door heralded the arrival of the steward with our dinner. He uncovered the dishes and asked if there were something else we needed.

"Not just now thank you, Chapman." John replied as he surreptitiously handed him a tip. "We will be retiring at ten, if you would be so kind as to have our berths lowered sometime before then. We will be in the Club Car after dinner."

"Very good, sir" Chapman replied courteously before leaving us alone again.

Dinner was elegant: breast of duck with pomegranate molasses glaze, baby vegetables and rice pilaf. We talked while we ate, attaining a comfort level that we both could deal with.

When we finished, John offered his arm and asked if I would care to go to the Club Car for a nightcap while our compartment was made ready for the evening. How could I refuse?

 

[Tibxo]

Extension approved!

As requested by the players, I have extended their tenure for another week.

Enjoy.

 

[LoverA]

As they seat themselves, a young waiter comes over and asks for our orders. Hilliary asks for a dry white wine as recommended by the company while I go for my malt whisky.

As we both enjoy our drinks, I can't help but admire my companion. I have noticed that since my initial survey, that her skin is darker than the norm and I feel it isn't caused by the sun. Also her accent is not quite right. Her English being too precise.

"Miss Payton....Hilliary. Please do not take offence but can I ask where you come from? I am correct that you are not born a Briton."

She smiles at me, lighting up the room for me.

"Why, John. Did your contact tell you that I do not discuss my personal life with me clients?"

I feel myself blush with embarrassment.

"Erm....Forgive me, Hilliary. I do not mean to pry."

She chuckles, the sound sending a thrill up my spine as she bends forward and strokes my face.

"Shhhh! It is all right, John. I do not mind you asking me. But.." giving me a look makes my mouth go dry, "I do think this best discussed at our compartment, do you not agree?"

I simply nod as we both get up and go back towards our compartment.

 

[LoverB]

The steward had lowered our berths...

while we were in the Club Car and left a decanter of cognac and two snifters on the table. John took off his suit jacket and hung it up while I poured our drinks, thinking about his earlier question.

"You asked about my heritage," I said quietly. "No. I am not a Briton by birth, or by nationality. My real name is Ritu Choudry, but I have not been her for a very long time."

John looked up at me and smiled as I handed him his cognac. "Lovely... " he murmured aloud, leaving me unsure whether he meant my name or me. To hide my discomfort, I decided to do what I knew best, what I had been hired to do.

Setting down my cognac, I began to open my blouse slowly. One button at a time, my eyes never leaving his. When I had undone the last one, I let it flutter off my shoulders and down my arms to the floor.

John can see my nipples become erect through the thin lace of my brassiere. He leans back, crossing his legs and sipping at his cognac with a bemused smile on his face. Returning his smile, I run my hands sensuously over my breasts before reaching behind my back to unfasten it.

I slip my arms through the straps, one at a time, freeing my ample breasts. The air is cool against my skin and the brownish-pink areolae surrounding my nipples puckers. I cup them in my hands and slide them up, twisting and pulling at their stiff buds.

John shifts his body, running his eyes over me as I continue to strip for him. Unbuttoning my skirt, I lower it over my hips and let it fall to the floor. Stepping out of it, I stand stand before him, wearing only a pair of white silk panties and a garter belt.

 

[LoverA]

I am fascinated by the fact that she is Indian. Unlike her countrymen, her skin is quite pale though now I can see that she has the jet black and very dark eyes.

But all of that is momentarily forgotten as she starts to ungarb before me. Every item of clothing taken off makes me breathe in anticipation. By the time she is down to her undergarments, her full bosom completely naked, my body is reacting quite violently.

Good Lord! She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!

She smiles at me as if enjoying my appreciation of her. Her strong perfume starts to assail my nostrals as she then approaches me.

 

[LoverB]

Straddling John's lap...

I loosen his tie and begin to unbutton his shirt as his hands find their way to my waist and move up over my back. Lowering my face, I part my lips invitingly as my mouth grazes gently along his. John's desire becomes more apparent as his hand moves along the nape of my neck and his fingers entwine in my hair, pulling me closer.

He shrugs out of his shirt and discards it as I press the palms of my hands against his chest, feeling the muscles ripple under the caress of my fingertips. Tilting his head back to look at me, his hands cup my breasts and he smiles as my hands wander down along his smooth stomach to his belt.

Nuzzling at his neck, I begin to trail kisses along his chest, undoing the buckle and fastening to his trousers. As I slide off his lap and kneel between his knees, John lifts himself to allow me to lower them.

I rock back on my heels and remove his shoes and socks, pulling his trousers the rest of the way down so that he can slip out of them. John watches me intently as I run my hands up his calves and thighs. A smile plays across his lips as I lower my head, the feathery touch of my hair brushing over his erection both arousing and tickling at the same time.

 

[LoverB]

John couldn't take his eyes from me...

and I kept watching him as I journeyed closer to the object of my desire.

Lower still, I kissed and nibbled at the curly patch of hair at the base of his throbbing rod my hair brushing lightly over it, sending shivers up his spine. Lower again, he bobbed up to meet me, but no... Not yet. My hands lightly cup his balls as I lick and nibble everywhere except where he wants my mouth to be.

"God, Hillary... You're making me crazy here..."

My only answer was a smile and a quiet, "Shhh, Love..."

John's pushed his hips up towards me as he felt the slightest flicker on the head of his cock. He groaned as it continued. I slipped my tongue into the tiny orifice at the tip, searching for drops of his salty sweetness. I loved the taste of him, and moaned loudly as my tongue traced circles over the silky smooth skin.

I nibbled my way down the underside of him, along the bulging vein that told me it would not be long before he came. I could feel him bobbing against my lips as my mouth and tongue trailed a path up the other side.

John drew in his breath as my tongue flicked over him, finally circling the glans as I began to lick. Slowly and luxuriously... as though I were lapping at an ice cream cone, tracing lazy patterns along his tumid erection. He uttered a low moan as I began massaging his perineum with the fingers of the hand cradling his sac.

Peeking at him through the hair that had fallen down over my face, I saw that he was watching my every move and that excited me. I wanted to please him. Needed to.

John was moaning softly as my lips parted and I slid my mouth down over him. He gasped sharply as I engulfed him, my tongue swirling around his cock as my lips held him tightly in my hot, moist mouth.

I moved slowly until John began to push into my mouth more insistently, in and out of my crimsoned lips. I sucked and licked at him, taking him fully, ravenously. I could feel his desire. His need for release. He needed to cum. Hard.

John's fingers wove love knots in my hair as I began to move faster. He pushed his cock up toward my mouth and I felt him hesitate for just a moment in time before he exploded, pumping his hot, steamy cum in spurts into my hungry mouth.

Sated, John lay back on the seat, arms splayed, chest heaving as I licked away stray droplets of his seed that I had missed. Smiling, I snaked my way up his body, straddling his lap and lowered my mouth to his, sharing the taste of our deepest intimacy.

 

[LoverA]

Ohhh!

I have never ejaculated that hard in my life before. Not since I was a young lad.

I lie back in my seat even as Hilliary/Ritu continues to lick at my manhood before slowly kissing her way up my stomach, over my chest, along my neck until her lips find mine.

Oh God!

And then she is straddling me, sliding her gorgeous rump onto my lap.

"Mmmmm!" She whispers, huskily. "I see that your little friend is not completely little yet."

For a moment, I have no clue what she is referring to. Then lifting herself up, she moves her hand between us and I gasp as I feel it grasp my very sensitive penis.

I groan as I feel her gently massaging it. I try to look down between us but all I can see is her very generous bosom swaying to her hand movements.

"You will enjoy this." She whispers as I feel her hand pushing down hard on the base of my penis, causing the top half to stiffen and swell even as she lifts herself up higher before dipping down again.

"Ooohhh!" She smiles as she hears me groan as I feel my penis being emersed into something warm. Taking her hand away, she pushes down with her body, taking me completely inside her.

Oh God! But I am not ready to make love again!

"Shhhh!" She says as if seeing the worry in my eyes. "Just relax."

Even as she says this, I feel something starting to tightening around my semi-hardness, encouraging to start to swell once more. At the same time, she leans forward, pushing one of her lovely brown breasts into my face...

 

[LoverB]

John's fingers play over my erect nipples...

the aureolae puckered around them as I lean forward, offering them to his lips, if only briefly. He rolls one between his lips, nibbling, biting. Staring into each other's eyes I move my body lower, impaling myself on his now engorged cock. A slight gasp escapes my lips and his eyes widen in delight and surprise. And lust.

My pussy wrapped around him like a velvet glove, tightly caressing... massaging... holding him deep within my innermost recesses. As I straighten, John's hands slide down to my hips, guiding me up and down the length of him.

I am very vocal and I enjoy making love with John and let him know it. He, in turn, is turned on by the sound of my soft sighs and gutteral moans. The way I called out his name made him want to please me all the more. Hillary Payton is a drug and he is hooked. Bad. But so am I. I want him. Everywhere. Every way. I want to feel him, touch him, taste him, smell him...

"John... You feel sooo good..." He watches his glistening cock disappear into me over and over. The liqueur of our passion seeping out with every movement, spreading sleek and hot between us. He was lost in a whirlwind of sensation when I suddenly pull myself off of him. John looked at me with puzzlement in his eyes. Not for long, though...

I began to kiss him, moving slowly down his body once again. Licking here. Nibbling there. My hands wandering over his chest as I move lower and lower until I slip completely away from him.

He watches me as I turn down the covers on the bed and crook my finger at him.

"Come here lover," my voice a throaty whisper as I invite him to climb up behind me, the questioning look on his face look slowly turning to one of delight.

 

[Tibxo]

Time restraints have been removed.

Just to say that I have removed the time restraints.

Just please post to it regularily and PM me when you are finished.

I have just added a new rule: A player can opt out and be replaced by someone else without telling the other player. Only I need to know.

Tib

 

[LoverA]

She beckons to me...

I look at her gorgeous brown rump as she positions herself on the bed. On her hands and knees, her bum raised and ready for my attention.

What a goddess!

Getting up, my erect penis standing firmly out, wet with her juices, I move towards the bed. Getting on, I crawl between her legs. Taking up my position, I dip my hips down as I take hold of my penis and start to brush its head against her nether regions.

Suddenly, I stop and pull back.

"My apologies." I blurt out.

Half turning, she looks at me.

"Why are you apologising?" Her voice still thick, sensual.

"I have just realised I haven't used any protection."...

 

[Tibxo]

The Conductor

The conductor knocks on the door and waits patiently for it to be answered.

A disheveled face peers round.

"Yes?"

He looks pretty annoyed.

"Sorry to disturb you, Sir. It has been a week since your last post and the Proprietor is just wondering if two have finished?"

 

[Tibxo]

The Room is now free!

The current players' time has lapsed and the room has been reset and is now available.

Anyone interested, just PM me.