The Seductive Three (open)

(OOC: I'm back and ready to play again, Steiner!)

IC: She rested her head on the back of the pew, staring up at the beamed ceiling. Father Ambrosius’ fingers worked silently yet expertly over her moistened lips. He would stop periodically to dab a bit more of the salve onto her throbbing heat and she would hold her breath until his fingers once again were upon her. His touch was firm yet gentle enough to make her juices flow. She shivered with erotic delight at the thought of seducing this priest.

Once again his fingers pulled back from her and she tilted her chin down to gaze at him. He was staring at her, unsure of his next move. She could see he would need a little further encouragement and so with the leg that was over his strong shoulder, she pulled him in a little closer. He fell on his knees before her, a loud “thud” echoing through the empty chapel. Sitting up slightly as to slide her other leg over his shoulder, she leaned forward and swept her hand tenderly over his forehead.

“My dear Father, you’re perspiring heavily. Are you all right?” Her fingertip curled over the back of his ear, pulling his face even closer to the prize she was offering.
 
Her meaning was now clear, and Father Ambrosius had no intention of surrendering the initiative to this strange but arousing woman so easily. As a student he'd spent many an hour with courtesans perfecting the arts he expected to grant him power over some rich widow one day - instead the church had found him, but that didn't mean he'd forgotten an iota of his technique.

Feeling her hand on the back of his head, Ambrosius leaned in and pressed his lips to her, opening them wide he began to softly lap at her with the very tip of his tongue, stirring, tracing and unfolding her. The taste of her brought everything back to him, and he was soon applying the wider base of his tongue to her, pulling her soft, wet, flesh this way and that.

Feeling her fingers tighten, he shifted his attention slightly higher, the tip of his tongue seeking the hard bud that was the centre of her sensation. As he'd been taught, he avoided touching it directly, lavishing his attention on the flesh surrounding it, whilst dropping infrequent kisses on the hood that barely covered it now. Soon it thrust bravely from its covering, and he let his tongue touch it directly, if lightly, circular sweeps that teased it until it stood proud.
 
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Ian

'Ian' I hear Mary scream as I pump my cock faster and harder into her pussy.

I know that Mary has just had her orgasm, and I can feel my own building. I start thrusting into her as fast as I can. The bed moves with out rhythm, banging against the wall loudly. I feel my cock explode inside of her as I continue to thrust into her, slowing the pace as I do so.

"Aaahhhhhh!" is all I can say as I cum inside her.

Finally collapsing next to her on the bed, we are both glistening with sweat from out exertions.
 
Gretchen

The sense of right and wrong was quickly evaporating from my clouded mind. My hands met in the middle and easily stroked him, watching him slowly push down my gown from my shoulders. I turned slightly red as his gaze took in what he uncovered. The chilling wind brushed over and caused the peaks of my breasts to harden, his touch made me moan out loud.
My head rested back against the tree trunk as his lips journeyed along my neck, shoulder and finally down to my breasts. I could feel myself becoming excited, hotter and wetter, with each pass of his tongue. One of my hands let go of him and instantly sank into the hair at the nape of his neck. My body tensed a little, my breast pushed a little further into his moist hot cavern.
His lips wooed me, so much so that I made no protest as his hand slid inside my gown and down to my underwear. I gasped in a hissing breath, his head rising as our eyes met. I was transfixed, I couldn't bring myself to look away as his soft touch danced over my wet folds. I held frozen for a moment, enjoying this thrilling touch, so much better than my own on me. My lips parted as I gasped, more heat coming from below as my awareness grew. Involuntarily I thrust forward on his hand, brushing against his fingertips.
No tomorrows, no rules, just us here right now. I wanted to explore more, further. I wanted to hear him moaning in pleasure as he was making me. I gripped his neck harder and forced his mouth down to my own, my lips seeking his. Before he could do much, I recalled the kiss and ran my tongue over his lips before thrusting it between his and pressing against his teeth, begging entry within. I groaned, my eyes closing, I moved back and forth on him as he did to my sex.
 
Mary

As I watch Ian lay next to me, smiling at him, thinking I haven't felt this in a long time. So fulfilled with his love making. "Ian, thank you, I needed it. I am so scare what might happen after tonight. Please just hold me while we sleep. I don't want to move from here right now."

I snuggle into his arms, as they wrap around me and held me to him. Raising my face to his for a goodnight kiss, "Thank you for tonight."
 
Basil

She became the aggressor pushing her tongue between my lips and gyrating against my fingers. The more my finger slid back and forth across her slippery gash the more her juices flowed. The tip of my finger found her opening and pushed up inside her tight chamber. I moved my finger in and out of her virgin mound, swirling it around inside her hot body.

Gretchen practically ate my mouth between her muffled moans. She was on fire. It was almost as if I had unleashed a demon lurking inside her body. My other hand continued to aggressively squeeze her breast and pinch her sensitive nipple while my finger probed her juicy plum. Her fingers curled around my swollen shaft and stroked it up and down.

I pushed a second finger into her gushing chamber and pumped them both rapidly in and out of her swollen sex. My thumb brushed across the hard sensitive button at the top of her gash. This seemed to have an even more electrifying effect on her. I felt her fingers grip my hair and her body tense. I continued to rub her there while my fingers moved around in side her. Juices poured out of her body and dribbled down the back of my hand
 
Midwife

Hearing Darlene speak in a soft worried voice. Taking my hand feeling its soft silky appearance. Pulling her close to me, as I continue to comfort her my hand caressing her back as it makes it way back to her head, as I entwine my fingers with in. Hearing her answer that she way hungry and asked If I might be as well. Reaching for the tasseled core be side the bed I rang for the servient. Leaning forward I place a gentle kiss apon her for head. She was beautiful, sensuous, as her smell was intriguing. Feeling an unknown heat with in, I raise walking to the door.
As I open it the servient appears.

*Go bring the food here, have the table set up over there, bring some wine, and dessert. Also bring bath water I am sure she would like one. And be snappy about it. Oh yes, bring enough for both of us. *

Turning to Darlene, walking back toward her. Sitting once more on the bed.

No one knows about you or your friends, They think the one is a hot head. As for your other friend I haven't seen her. We will have to figure out how to bring them here for the time being, Will can use the Barons seal to invite others here. For now just relax, enjoy our meal and you can bathe with my help.
Waving my hand to the tub beside the Hearth...Looking over to her smiling.
 
Darlene

A bath sounded heavenly and Pearls offer to help was also very appealing. Darlene was shamelessly bisexual in her own time, and the tendencies were causing her to react to Pearl as she would to any woman she found attractive. It was a pleasant if difficult distration. Darlene was fairly certain that her sexual appetites would not be acceptable in this time, so she tried to supress them and focus on the other problems at hand.

The Baron mentioned some clothing, do you think we might find that as well? I can hardly pass as the guest of local gentry if I don't look the part.

Pearl sat back down on the bed, close enough for Darlene to get a better look at the other woman. She liked what she saw, Pearl was the kind of woman that Darlene would approach in a club back home, lythe and healthy looking, but curved in the right places and soft where it mattered. Under normal circumstances, Darlene would have made some move, but now...well, it probably would not be a good idea to alienate one of her few allies. She squeezed Pearls hand and smiled, then drew back as a tray laden servant entered the room and began to set a small table before the hearth.

A bath would be wonderful, and I'd appreciate your help. But dinner first, please. It looks like our food has arrived. Shall we?
 
*Smiling down to Darlene as she speaks, About the Baron mentioned some cloths.*

I ask the servient to bring you fresh cloth's, He should have had them here in the room.

*As I sit on the bed beside this lady. I introduce my self.*

I am Pearl, I am the midwife around this town, I live out in the back woods, I rarily come to town unless needed. The Baron is not awake, he may never come out of his mishap. No one knows of this at this time, they also don't know your his guest. I am here to see that all goes well for you. I will do my best to help in any way I can.

*As the servient comes sets up the dinner table I ask.*

Where are the clothes I had asked for you to have sent up?
Either get them or I shall tell the Baron of your rudeness. Now fetch them immediately. Come lets eat. If you like to ask anything please feel free.
 
Ian

Mary reaches up, kisses me, and says "Thank you for tonight."

I pull her close to me, wrapping her in my arms and whisper into her ear.

"Mary, I should be thanking you for such a wonderful evening. You are a true lady, and in the morning we will find and rescue your friends."

I lay next to her, the warmth and softness of her body is so inviting. I slowly drift off to sleep thinking of her and how we can save her friends.
 
Mary

Looking at Ian as he slept, I knew I have to wake him up. We have to find them today, I have to know they are ok.

"Ian, hon, wake up, we have to go. I will wash up first and put the cloths you got me on." Seeing his eyes open, I lean over to him and kiss him. Then getting out of bed, I look for the towel and my cloths. This is the day I know I will find them, I know it.
 
Ian

I watch as Mary gets out of bed and looks for the towel and her clothes. I can be dressed in a matter of minutes, so I lay there watching her bathe. She is truly exquisite.

I rise from the bed as she finishes her bath. I quickly get dressed and check my weapons, insuring that both pistols are loaded. The first place we must look for her friends is at the local constable's house, wherever that is.
 
Gretchen

My moans were muffled by his lips, but it didn't hinder my cries of pleasure from reaching his ears. I gripped his shaft, stroking or trying to stroke him as best I could. Each new wave of pleasure that rippled through me tended to make me forget I was even touching him. So there was alot of stops and starts.
I rode up and down on his fingers, my sex felt hot and very wet, his tongue thrust in and out with the movements of his fingers. I was in seventh heaven. I pulled him to me, giving up stroking him as he tweaked my nipples and thrust two fingers in and out. I gasped into his mouth, arching as everything seemed to shift around me. Brows furrowing in confusion, the pleasure too damned hot to make him stop, I quaked as the cresendo built.
"Basil?" I panted out, questioning what was happening. Never had this happened before? If this was what I thought it was, it never happened this intensly before now.
"Ooooh Yesssssssss!" My head fell back against the tree, my hips bucking hungrily for his caress. I was so close to losing the ability to stand, so close to exploding around his fingers.
"P-please!" I panted out, gripping his upper arms with my hands.
 
Mary

Getting out of the tub, I see he is already dress. "I will be with you in a minute." I said as I finish getting dress. "Okay, I am ready. Where do we have to go first?"

Looking at him as I'm getting my things together, waiting for his answer. How I wish we fine them or hear something about them.
 
Basil

I felt her body shake as pleasure rippled through her entire being. Her fingernails dug into the flesh of my arm. She gasped and screamed out loud in the stillness of the forest. Juices poured from her body coating my fingers and hand. My own member was in dire need of release but first I wanted desperately to taste her virgin treasures and keep her in a state of excitement lest she come to her senses and run from me.

She was still squirming against my fingers and gasping for air with her head thrown back against the tree when I suddenly dropped to my knees and yanked down her knickers. I reached behind and grasped her two creamy smooth cheeks then clamped my mouth over her tender young peach and pushed my tongue into her steamy hole. I slowly feasted on her sex, slurping, sucking, licking and probing her virgin treasures with my lips, tongue and fingers.
 
Melissa

She laid her head back against the wooden pew and let the lust sweep over her as the good Father cleansed her wanton spirit with his expert tongue. It had been so long since any man had tended to her in that fashion, her husband Marc, being of the school of romance that dictated foreplay was a good blow job followed by flipping her on her hands and knees and jamming his ready cock into her opening. This was pure nirvana and she indulged herself in his ministrations.

Her hands fluttered to the sides of his head and she stroked his hair ardently. Moaning softly, she arched her back, watching the great peaks of her rosy breasts rise and fall as she panted heavily. Perfectly in tune with her responses, his hand slipped from under her ass and slid over the softness of her belly up to her breast. She nodded peacefully as his hand engulfed her fullness, squeezing and kneading. She hoped he didn’t mind the feel of her implants as they slid beneath his hand.

His lips were pulling her sex deeper into his hot mouth as his tongue circled and teased her to higher and higher planes. With little warning, she exploded, sending a hot rush of her juices over his face as she thrashed about. “Oh Father! Oh YES! Father! Ooooooooomigod!”
 
Gretchen

I cried out as the orgasm shook my whole body, each movement only seemed to continue on that sweet slow torment until finally I could give no more. Leaning heavily back against the tree, my eyes closed slowly as that delightful tingling stayed with me. I soft smile caressed my face, and soon was replaced with another gasped, wide eyed explanitive, "BASIL!"
I felt the cool wind as he jerked down my under garments, then the incredible heat of his mouth descended on my sex. I meant to push him away and scold him, but with the first urgent suckle of his lips, I was lost in it. Between being shocked at this and the pleasure already experienced, I became a 'junkie' for it quickly.
"Do not stop Ooooooh Gawd dont stop!" My hands fisted in his hair as my hips moved over his face wantonly. My dress slipped further and further down until it caught at the elbows and was hiked up to my stomach. Legs spread, head thrown back, this was not a good position to be in if anyone came this way.
I did not muffle my cries of pleasure, nor hinder the pleading, "D-Do you love me Basil?" I gasped out, tugging on him to get his attention.
"Do you?" I met his eyes, I had to know this and had to ask.
"Will you use me or marry me Basil?" I wanted a real answer, because morals were kicking in and my family name was at stake here.
 
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He rocked back on his heels as she slowly came down from the peak he'd lifted her too. She looked hot, flustered and decidedly dishevelled, but also gorgeous, he decided.

He stood and collected together his discarded medical supplies, giving her time to catch her breath and gather her wits. Then turned when her breathing had slowed. "I'm no physician, my lady, but I prescribe a hot bath and bedrest - perhaps with some wine. I can provide you with all three, and more."

He extended a hand to her, waiting for her reply.
 
Basil

Her virgin nectar was succulent, an untapped vintage that filled my mouth and dripped from my chin. Her fingers grabbed at my hair and pulled my face tighter against her swollen sex. As I continued to drink from her gushing well I was reminded that my own sexual needs were demanding attention. Then I heard her voice through a haze of passion.

"D-Do you love me Basil?"

I looked up and locked onto her eyes staring down at me. Had I heard right? Love? I hesitated, unsure what to say… unsure what I really did feel.

"Will you use me or marry me Basil?"

Marry? Is that what I wanted? I needed time, but my throbbing manhood did not allow me such a luxury. It demanded attention… immediate attention. I got up from my knees and pulled her close to me.

“I have strong feelings for you, Gretchen. Perhaps they are love. The touch of your tender lips to mine makes my blood run fast and my head spin.”

Before she could respond I kissed her hard and passionately then pulled away.

“And I like being with you Gretchen. Maybe I do want to marry you. But first I must ask for your hand and speak to your father. Now is not the time for proposals. Nor is it the proper place for a young girl to part with her most treasured possession. But it is also not proper to get a man aroused as you have done to me and then walk away… not one she hopes might marry her.”

I moved my hands back over her shapely breasts as I was speaking, my face only inches from hers.

“I am going to show you how to pleasure a man without sacrificing your honor. The same kind of pleasure that burst from your loins when my mouth covered your sex. Only this time your lips will cover mine.”

I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees until my swollen manhood dangled only inches from her face.
 
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Gretchen

I laughed at his comments and gave him a look, "Hopes? You put yourself in high esteem Basil ... That does amuse me so.. I does not matter whom I want when it comes to marriage, it comes down to whom is the better suited man where my grandfather is concerned.. If you want me Basil, you will have to earn it."
I took his manhood into my hand, I knew what he wanted, some small part of me knew exactly what he needed and so I gave it to him.
My sweet lips parted as my little pink tongue darted out to tickled over the glistening tip. My mouth parted wider and I took him inside, not an unpleasant taste but certainly was no jelly roll neither. Not really caring too much the flavor, I longed to make him scream out with lust on his lips and my name etched into his mind.
See then who was higher and whom. I parted my lips further and slid him back and forth between my lips, putting pressure on him but making sure my teeth weren't touching. Further and further he worked his way in with each movement until I had as much as I could take. He mumbled something about sucking, and so without another word began to suck on him. Slippery and sticky, my lips slid easily back and forth, his groans growing longer and louder each passing minute. I had to swallow, my mouth very wet with saliva and his juices, but it didn't hinder my movements much.
His hips began to thrust back and forth, in and out. I felt his hands go to the top of my head, wondering why he would do this, I assumed it was for balance as I had done? His moans were exciting me, making me shake with some primal instinct I was certain I was clueless on. Needless to say, I kept moving and following his instructions until he bellowed he was going to......??? Going to what? I did not hear him clearly but certainly felt that thick spurt in my mouth. His hands clamped down hard on my head, burying into my hair and shoving himself down my throat to a point I nearly gagged! hardly able to breath, I pushed off of him a little and swallowed, his fingers keeping me prisoner against him as he bucked around before me.
I felt the tingling down deep and knew this was pleasureable, his moans and cries were never more clearer. I swallowed what I could, some spewing on my chin and cheek, but there wasn't much i could do about it until he was done. His hands slowly relaxed on my head as he trembled, coming down hard on his knees to sit before me and pant for breath.
"Did I serve you well Basil?" I asked timidly, a soft smile on my face, my fingers cleaning off what was accidently placed elsewhere. Having no napkin in which to clean myself up with, I suckled it off of my fingertips as I watched him heaving for air.
"I best get to bed basil, Grandfather will be looking for me soon."
 
Basil

Gretchen was certainly a sassy young lady, laughing at my attempts to avoid her questions. I thought I had lost her and was going to be left wanting, but then she surprised me again by taking my hardness between her lips and administering oral relief to my desperate condition.

The touch of her moist lips and the heat from her warm mouth made me weak in the belly. My manhood throbbed, my testicles swelled. I grabbed her head and thrust myself in and out of her mouth. Seconds later my head started spinning. I could feel my knees get weak as every ounce of energy rushed to my groin.

“AAAAAHHHHHHH... UUUUUUUHHHHHH... MMMMMMPPHHH...”

My fluids flooded her mouth in a series of powerful blasts. I could feel all the energy slowly drain from my body until I was spent. I clutched the tree slumped over and breathing hard. Gretchen ran off before I could regain my composure saying something about bed and her grandfather.

I readjusted my clothing and headed for the village. I would be back to court Gretchen but had a feeling that would be more difficult than I knew. But after experiencing her sexuality I knew I wanted more than the sample I had tasted.
 
Gretchen

I felt the charge from the encounter with Basil, and I also felt tired, but as I headed home I realized I needed to help those women get home before more things went wrong.
I made it home and told my grandparents good night, went to my room and shut the door. I laid there for what seemed like hours before my grandparents did their one check up on me and left.
Jumping from the bed, still dressed I went to the window and climbed out.
I knew of an old witch that lived in the woods, perhaps If I got the ladies to her, she could help them get home? I did not know exactly where home was, nor when home was, but I was certain it wasn't here. Crouching down by the side of the house, I listened to see if anyone seen or heard me.
When I knew the coast was clear and my heart wasn't hammering so danged hard, I headed out towards the Baron's house. The healer and one went there, the other was at the church or Father's house. The third was missing somewhere.
 
As were about to have dinner, a servient comes in handing me a sealed letter. *Thank you* I say softly. Opening the Letter, it read.

Dear Miss Pearl.
I as sorry to inform you that your sister's had passed on.
Leaving you as there the guardian of there children, Please come to England immediately.

After reading the letter briefly. I stand.

If you'll excuse me I have been called away on urgent business. It was a please meeting and good luck in finding your friends.

Standing I walk to the door opening it, closeing it behind me as I make my way to the front door. Opening I walk out closeing it behind me... Walk down the path to my home where I gathers
most of my belonging. Getting my Horse and carrage, loading my things with in it. Heading down the path toward England..
Knowning it will be my new home....
 
ooc: I know holidays are hetic but I am curious if anyone is still writing in this thread or not? PM and let me know asap. If I dont hear anything I will write Gretchen out. :) Ty & Be safe
 
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