The Trophy Case

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OOC: This is a closed thread, starting with the Lady chanaud and myself. Each of us will have five posts to describe the history of the item in the Trophy Case. Hopefully my partners and I will run the gamut of Lit styles from comedy to drama to romance to villainy.

IC:

Ivan Drexler

Lying immobilized on his bed, Ivan Drexler bemoaned his fate. What kind of a dumbass plants a tree on a ski slope? Some bunny hugging environmentalist, probably. Not that it wasn't his own fault. When he hit that tree he had been chasing a snow bunny down the slope, hoping to get some hot tub time with the sexiest girl at the chalet. Well, he thought, knocking the cast on his leg with his knuckles, at least he had gotten her to leave her autograph on his cast and her lipstick marks around his erection. Watching her blond head bob up and down, he had almost forgotten to collect his trophy until he looked down her back and saw her panty covered ass bobbing in time with her velvet lips.

Reaching over to his bedside table, he pulled out the drawer of what he called his "Trophy Case" and pulled out the blue satin thong he had slid down her thighs. It made a fine addition to his collection. His drawer was filled with women's intimate clothing: panties, bras, stockings, each containing a delightful memory of the woman they had come from. Now that he was bed ridden, memories had to suffice in lieu of the real thing.

His hand roamed over the drawer, feeling the silk and satin, remembering each of his conquests, each unique, each special. And few were more special than this one, he thought, pulling out a large pair of red polka dotted bloomers. He remembered her full breasts with their high pink tips, her luscious thighs and soft patch of hair, and that big red nose that squeaked when you squeezed it: Nip-Nip the clown , queen of the Scraggly Brothers Circus.

Take it away, chanaud!

 

[chanaud]

Clowning Around

Nip, nip! Nip, nip!

Trixie, the Queen of the Scraggly Circus bounced down the stairs, her flared skirt matched each step, revealing a pair of white ruffled baby doll bloomers painted with red polka dots. When she neared the ring, she weaved through the aisles and throughout the audience, stopping here and there, tickling children’s chins, and stealing popcorn from unsuspected audience members. She even threw herself on various laps whom she thought would be an interesting victim, and throwing her arms around his neck. She chose her victim well. She was particular at to whom she would choose. She didn’t want anyone to steal her thunder under the bright lights, during her act, but still he had to have charisma, a bit of charm, to feed the audience.

Nip, nip! Nip, nip!

She fell on the lap of a family man of four. A big, burly man in a worn tank shirt stained with mustard and smelled of onions. Her nose crinkled slightly, her large painted lips remained smiling .

Nip, nip! Nip, nip!

Instantly, he wrapped his meaty paws around her waist, while his kids squealed with delight, and his wife looked on in horror.

“What’s yer name, clownie?” He asked lasciviously pillowed bosoms, pinching her red ball nose.

Nip, nip! Nip, nip!

She answered him, while struggling to remove herself from his tightening arms. Her squirming, increased his persistence. The surrounding audience, clueless to what was part of the act and wasn’t, was laughing raucously. Before the man knew it, she squirmed her way out of his lap, and somersaulted onto the front row, landing another hard lap.

Nip, nip! Nip, nip!

“What the he… My what big nose you have.” This one had a warm smile, and friendly eyes. His Nordic girlfriend was the opposite. She looked upon her with bored disgust.

Nip, nip! Nip, nip!

“And what a pretty flower.”

He reached out to grab it, and was greeted by a spray of perfumed flower in the face.

The audience roared.

“Oh, Ivan. How disgusting!” The Nordic anorexic cried out.

Victim!

Nip, nip! Nip, nip!

 

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Ivan Drexler

post no. 1

Nip, Nip! Nip, Nip!

Surprised when the perfumed flour hit his face, Ivan laughed. He had been expecting a squirt of seltzer water, but the lady on his lap was an original

"Ivan!!" his date screamed. "Get her away, good grief!" she had been a pain in the ass all day. She had even made him spread out his handkerchief on the bleacher seat before she would set her precious ass down. Still, it was a precious ass and he had enjoyed it heartily the night before.

"Relax, it's fun" Ivan replied, rubbing the clown's red nose with his own, ignoring the white powder that had cascaded over his black turtleneck.

"Puhleeze!" she sneered. How anyone could act so dignified after being spanked pink in the doggie position while screaming, "Fuck me, Daddy!" was beyond Ivan, but that was Brenda.

The clown's eyes twinkled with merriment and she rolled off Ivan's lap to her feet, grabbed his hand and started to pull him out of his seat. "Don't you dare!" Brenda screamed, grabbing his other hand to yank him back down in his seat. He sttod there in a comic tug of war, being pulled back and forth between his seat and the sawdust. The crowd laughed, especially when Brenda let go and Ivan stumbled forward. The clown let go as well, flying into a backwards somersault that showed off her polka dotted bloomers and oversized shoes. rebounding, she put her hands on her hips and stuck her tongue out in Brenda's direction before taking Ivan once again by the hand and pulling him into the ring.

With nothing to do but play the willing dupe, Ivan crossed his arms over his chest and watched as the clown walked over to a large steamer trunk and bent over to open the lid. Her rigid flared skirt popped up to reveal her bloomers again and the crowd roared in laughter. With exaggerated modesty, she stood up and held her skirt down, waving her finger at Ivan. Nip, Nip! Nip, Nip! Tirning to face him, she buried her face in the trunk, flashing the other side of the ring and elicint a roar of laughter from that side as well. One by one she pulled objects out of the trunk and offered them to Ivan before shaking her head and replacing them: a firetruck, a big plastic banana, a hammer that squeaked when she hit herself on the head with it, a woman's corset, and other various strange paraphenalia before finally pullingout a big straw flower and shyly offering it to him. Ivan accepted the flower as she kissed his cheek and did a mocking pantomime as a bashful maid. leading him back to his seat, she kissed him once more on the cheek and returned to the ring to continue her shenanigans.

Brenda's seat, however was empty. What could have been a playful memory had turned into the date from hell. Hoping to find her, Ivan left his seat and the tent to wend his way through the crowd.

After searching the grounds and the parking lot for close to an hour, Ivan finally gave up on Brenda, assuming she had found her own ride home. C'est La Vie, it had been a fun day anyway. Suddenly from his left as he walked past one of the circus tents, he heard a woman's voice, "Let go of me, asshole" and saw the lady clown wrestling with a muscular man in blue tights.

"Hey" Ivan yelled and ran over to help the girl, "Let go of the lady." The man sneered, and with one backhand, sent Ivan flying. The last thing he remembered was a hand twice as big as his own filling his vision.

When the grey fog started to clear, he could hear a voice, "You with me, rube? Come on back." Slowly a painted face with a big red nose came into focus. "It was a good try, Sir Galahad," the clown chuckled, "but I had everything in control." Ivan sat up, shaking the cobwebs from his mind. "But thanks anyway." she said, holding out her hand to help him up. He extended his hand, then had to switch to his left, he was still holding the flower.

 

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The painted smile matched the twinkle in her blue eyes. She helped him up, and noticed immediately how he towered over her, by at least a whole foot. They were an odd couple. Yet strangely, the thought never occurred to them as they stood surveying each other in appreciation. Trixie stood on her tiptoes and leaned in close, so close Ivan felt warm fogs cloud his face matching his hazy state of mind. Thinking she’s going to kiss him, he leaned in to accept her massive lips and was greeted with a...

Nip, nip!

“Uh oh, you’re wife isn’t going to like this.” Her concerned voice didn’t match the twinkling in her eyes.

“Wife?!” Ivan exclaimed, throwing his head back. The appalled look on his face confirmed his commitment to bachelorhood.

“Yes, or is she your girlfriend?”

“Not anymore.” His eyes looked around the empty parking lot, and returned to her with a sheepish grin. He had already forgotten about Brenda. Amazing how quickly they fade away.

“Good. She was wrong for you.” Before he had a chance to ask why, his hand was being pulled. “Come on; let me take care of that awful cut. It’s the least I can do for my knight in shining armor.”

It was hauntingly quiet without the audience and the three ring circus. The workers had already cleaned the center stage, set the props in place for the next big show, and had bailed to find their own amusement at their local funhouse.

They were alone. Each footstep echoed through the back door and down tiny corridors and eventually stopped when they entered a large room walled with mirrors showing all angles and bright lights. After a few rapid blinks, Ivan saw that it was a dressing room, and not a glass house.

“Why don’t you have a seat.” She told him, pulling out a swivel chair. “I’ll be right back.”

Not a scant minute later, Trixie returned holding a white box bearing a red cross. Ivan blinked. Something was different about her…

 

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Ivan Drexler

post no. 2

.......... her breasts had fallen off! Ivan shook his head and winced from the effort.

"Stay still till I fix this," she admonished. she had taken off her top to revel a black body suit and a bosom several letters of the alphabet smaller. Still very full, though, he noted, especially for the size of her small frame, and tipped very nicely, judging by the outline of her nipples under the black fabric. "Up here, Galahad" she chided, chucking him under the chin to raise his face. "Nothing serious, we can't have a knight in shining armor left with a scar."

"A knight in dented armor is more like it," he laughed. "Who was Tarzan? Your boyfriend?"

"Not hardly. He'd like to be, but I can handle him."
she brushed at his cut with a cotton ball soaked in alchohal, blowing on it softly to evaporate the alchohol. The smell reminded him of the doctor's office when he was a kid and about to get a shot.

"Obviously better than I can," he mused wryly.

"Hey, not everybody needs to be a Neandertal. Besides, if that was my type, I would be his girlfriend. What about Inga, the snow queen?

"Brenda?" Ivan shrugged, "too serious about herself. Can't take a joke, as you noticed. You did make it work for you, though, glad we didn't spoil your act."

"Not likely, I'm flexible"

"Well, I like flexible women," he winked and laughed, unable to take himself seriously. It wasn't often he got to flirt with a woman sporting a red nose and a 9 inch smile. he had sen what was under the shirt and liked it very much. he wondered wat was under the rest.

"Gymnastics," she replied and unhooked her stiff skirt which fell to the floor with a plunk leaving her standing in black top, polka dot bloomers and 18 inch shoes.

 

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“Care to see my new act?” She asked, and immediately folded her body backwards into a perfect bridge. Ivan couldn’t help looking at the tiny nips that were straining against the black lycra bodysuit and pointing to his face.

“Sure, I suppose. I don’t have anything else to do.” He replied. “Doesn’t that hurt?”

“Not at all. The doctor had diagnosed me as hypermobility when I was a young child. And it’s necessary to flex every chance I get.”

She responded while positioning her body upwards, and folded forward. This time he was staring at her little round derriere while her face was peeking below through her legs.

“Spot me.” She demanded.

“Sure, how?”

“Hold my back.”

“Here?” His hand barely grazed the curve of her lower back.

“No, lower. Yeah, that’s it, right there. You can hold me tighter, I won’t break in two.” An amused smile crossed her face, making his redden.

When she felt his strong hands press against her backside, Trixie crossed her legs around her face, once…twice…thrice…until her legs resembled a braid. The same cheery smile remained, but her eyes gleamed with the bright lights when she saw the look of shock on Ivan’s face.

“Omg, does that hurt?”

“Naw. It’s easy. You can let me go now.”

Ivan pulled his hand away. Trixie unwound herself and flipped backwards, then forward until she was in an upright position staring into Ivan’s smoky grey eyes.

 

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Ivan Drexler

post no. 3

Ivan had never looked at a woman's ass and in her eyes at the same time before. His eyes hardly knew what to do, darting from her firm ass to her pretty blue eyes. And when she had braided her legs around her head, he could only envision himself wrapped in her nimble limbs. She laughed as though she had read his mind and he blushed. He watched her lithe body untwist until she stood in front of him.

"You're incredible," he said, looking down into her blue eyes as they twinkled beneath his gaze. "Best trip to the circus I've ever had" he laughed. He paused as she continued to look up at him and moved forward to kiss her, stepping awkwardly on her huge shoes, his hands sliding around her waist. He aimed for the center of her huge grin, trying to center his lips on hers. She accepted his kiss for a moment, allowing him to move his lips slowly against hers, then pulled back and began to laugh at him.

"What? he said,as she pushed away from him, laughing, then fell backwards and landed on her behind on the floor. He was still standing on her shoes. He looked dwon at her aghast, so astounded he forgot to step off her shoes.

Nip, nip

She bounced straight back up to him, like one of those plastic punching bags with the weight on the bottom and returned the kiss, lingering a moment before falling backwards again.

Nip, Nip....Nip, nip

He grabbed her on the second return and kissed her again, as her arms went around his shoulders. as their kiss deepened, he felt the tip of her tongue brush against his before she leaned back again. "I'm sorry," he said, stepping off her shoes.

"You should see yourself," she laughed, and turned him to look in the dressing room mirrors. Her red and white facepaint was smeared over his face, from his nose to his chin. "Here," she said,
handing him a jar of cold cream and a box of tissues. "You fix youe fce, I'll fix mine." He cleaned his face, watching her in the mirror as she first took of her red nose, gave it a squeaky squeeze... Nip nip then proceeded to wipe the smile off her face, and then her face off her face. he watched as she transformed herself from a ludicrous clown into a lovely young woman.

When she was finished, she stood up and, leaning against the dressing room table, slid off the huge shoes. He was relieved to see her feet were small if in proportion to her small frame. "Not too many people get to see the real me," she said, "though sometimes I feel more real out there" She nodded towards the big top.

"We all wear masks, " he replied ruefully, "at least yours washes off"

"Oh," she laughed, standing, "You mean you're not Sir Galahad all the time?" Walking over to him, Tixie saton his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I think there's more of him in you than you think." She reached up and squeezed his nose. "Honk," she quipped, and bent to kiss him deeply.

 

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Trixie - Post #4

As if time had stood still, they kissed slowly and deeply. The room and its bright lights spun slowly round and round like a merry-go-ride as their tongues probed together, discovering new delights. Soft moans emitted from deep Trixie’s throat and rumbled into his. He tightened his arms around her narrow waist and felt instantly two hardened nubs determined to drill holes through his turtleneck. His animalistic instincts took over, his tongue lashed out instantly. Trixie’s own matched his. With each passing moment, their kissing increased with fervor. Long elongated fingers roamed everywhere searching for bare skin. The carousel spun faster making them dizzy. Images of two bodies molded into one passed by them. They were breathing in recycled air, making them dizzy, yet neither wanted to stop the ride.

Finally when they were on the verge of passing out, they departed gasping for breath. Both stared into each other’s eyes, and found lust. Ivan smiled, his eyes danced evilly. His fingers played with the straps of her body suit and pulled it down gently. Patience was never one of Trixie’s attribute, she wiggled earnestly, allowing the bodysuit to fall down her shoulders, revealing upper half of two perfect orbs. Her panting stretched the lycra bodysuit forward, her breasts straining for release. Ivan’s hands cupped the bottom half of her orbs, and lifted them until her generous breasts popped out and two pink nubs were staring at his mouth begging for wet relief.

Trixie’s spine arched back meeting Ivan’s mouth. His tongue circled around her areolas, teasing them, wetting them, preparing them for his eager mouth. She moaned aloud. When Ivan drew one nipple into his mouth, a shot of ecstasy shot down her body betwixt her legs. His mouth didn’t stop. He continued to draw her breast in, all the way in until his mouth was stuffed full and her breast totally disappeared.

“Oh, yesss..” She cried out, her arms hugged his neck tightly. Her nipples rubbed against the roof of his mouth. “Yess…Yesss..Yesssss!”

Lust took control. Trixie desired, needed to feel his bare skin. Her hands found its way under his turtleneck and roamed up his bare chest, her sharp nails finding its way back mapping every inch of his bare flesh. Craving more, they slid down his pants, and fumbled clumsily. With Trixie wrapped around his waist, he lifted himself off the chair allowing her better access. With one deft movement, his pants fell down around his ankles followed by his boxers.

Trixie’s eyes fell immediately. After a few long moments, she looked up with an evil grin, her eyes swimming with approval.

“My.. what a mighty sword you’re wielding, Sir Galahad!"

 

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Ivan

#4

Once unleashed, lust flowed over them like a three ring spectacle. Ivan's lips only left her mouth and attentive tongue for her breasts and only left her breasts to accomadate her frantic attempts to undo his pants.

"My...what a mighty sword you're wielding, Sir Galahad!"

"Drawn to rescue a maiden in distress," he chuckled. "but with no dragon to slay, it needs to be sheathed."

"Do you have some place in mind," she teased, sliding one hand around his neck and kissing him with her open mouth, meeting his tongue. Her left hand fell to stroke his cock, laying her hand flat agains it, moving up and down till her fingertips brushed against his balls.

"Oh, yes," he replied huskily, " I most certainly do." turning around, he deposited her on her dressing table. she lened back, placing her palms on the table as Ivan kissed his way dowwn her shoulders to once again devour her breasts. Taking each in turn into his mouth, he licked and sucked her perfect orbs , bringing her nipples to hard points as she arched her back to thrust her breasts forward for his pleasure. Pulling his head back, he looked into her smoldering eyes as his hands pulled the body suit off her hips. Trixie raised her ass off the table to help him pull it down her legs. "Think I've found my sheath," he growled and Trixie laughed, wiggling her hips wantonly as she glanced down at his hard cock.

But instead of moving quickly to impale her, Ivan fell first to his knees and moved his face towards the vee of her thighs. "Oh yes," Trixie cried as his lips pressed againsther wet sex. "Yesss, yess"" she moaned as his tongue slid up and down her wet lips, spreading them apart. Her hands grabbed his hair and she hunched her hips up against his face as his tongue swirled around her clit. "Oh, God, Yesssss," she screamed, her thighs quivering as as she came against his lapping tongue.

Collapsing backwards, she gasped. "I need that sword....NOW, Galahad!"

"My plan, exactly," he agreed. Standing up, he pulled her to the floor and turned her around to face the mirror. Trixie leaned forward, placing her hands on the edge of the dressing room table and looked at Ivan's lust filled face in the mirror. He placed his hands on her hips and slid his cock between her legs, rubbing the smooth tip across her wet nether lips. Reaching between her legs, she guided him into her. she shuddered as she brushed her clit with the tip of his cock, then moaned lowly as he slid into her velvet sex. Inch by inch, he moved deeper till he was completely impaled and held himself there for a moment, reveling in the wet grip of her warm insides before beginning a slow stroking movement.

Trixie tried to meet his thrusts with a backwards thrust of her hips. In response, Ivan pulled himself almost out of her and let her work herself back on to him, rotating her hips so that she slowly screwed herself full of him again. Ivan thrust deeper and faster. Looking in the mirror, he watched her, head thrown back, full breasts bouncing with his thrusts. For a moment, her eyes locked on his.

"Spot me," she growled, and he held her hips in his hands as she let go of the table. doubling over at the waist, she reached back and grabbed hold of the back of his calves. He thrust deep and held himself inside her as she squeezed the length of his cock with her wet insides.

"Oh my Godddddddd, " he screamed as a new sensation came over him, a sensation he had never known before or since. Unbelievabley, as he moved inside her, she was licking his balls.

 

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Ivan Drexler

Ivan dropped the bloomers into the drawer and sighed, the memory of his favorite clown flooding his brain and his loins with a warm, delightful feeling. He would never look at acrobats the same way again. he also knew he'd have front row tickets the nxt time the circus came to town, If I get this damned cast off!

Ivan flipped through the channels on his cable box whie his other hand shuffled through the intimate apparel in the drawer. Three Hundred channels and there's nothng on. Nothing as fascinating as the memories contained in his trophy drawer, anyway.


OOC:

Thanks to the most gracious chanaud for getting me off *er*, I mean, getting me off to a good start. Destind will be my next partner.

IC:

Ivan's hand pulled out a blue silk scarf as he turned off the TV and smiled. It was pale blue, just like the sky the day he had met Esther on the Blue Ridge just south of Luray and the beautiful caverns there. There were few clouds in the sky that day. What few existed were naught but cirrus wisps in the high summer sky. The trail had curved around the shoulder of the mountain, granting him a majestic view down the valley below. With his walking staff against his shoulder, Ivan leaned back against a large rock and watched the tops of the green clad trees sway in the summer breeze. There was no hurry, there was no clock, just himself and God's creation.

Hearing a twig snap, followed by the familiar sound of walking shoes on gravel, he looked down the trail. Company was rare this high up, but not unheard of and the sound of a human voice not unwelcomed. Ivan straightened as she rounded the corner, as beautiful as nature itself. She was dressed in khaki, a light shirt unbuttoned witha blue scarf, presumably to protect light skin from the rays of the sun, shorts with utile pockets, white socks and walking shoes. Her well toned arm tensed on her walking stick as she propelled herself forward to the crest. Breathing hard with the exertion, he noticed her breasts rise and fall under the khaki and blue and a light sheen of perspiration lay on her forehead.

Take it away Destind

 

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[Destiny]

Post 1

The morning had called for a walk along the mountain trails. I was up and about around 7 am and I had taken care of those morning ritulistic chores that hod the everyday life and by 9:30 or so I was done. Dressed and ready I grabbed the walking stick I used just outside my great grandfather's cabin and I propelled myself on enjoying the day now as I walked along the trail. Nary a soul greeted my eyes or my ears and I was glad of the solitude. The birds greeted and a far off deer bounded tghrough the woods and away as I walked on higher and higher. The sun was making its climb just as I was but it hadn't reached the apex of its journey quite yet when I rounded the trail near the top. The twig snapping beneath my feet alerted him to my arrival and I was left a bit speechless by the rugged good looks of the man greeting my vision.

He was tall and his hair was slightly damp from his own exertions up the mountain. She greeted him with a smile her greyblue eyes meeting his as she slid a hand up and along her cheek brushing away a strand of gold that had plastered itself to her skin.
"mmm good morning, such a beautiful sight..." She paused and lifted her hand to eyes turning away after she had made the comment to view the scenery.

The fog of the valley was beginning to thin in the heat of the day and the sweat of her body was on more then her brow. It clung to her arms and legs making then shine and her breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. She wasn't one of those toned tanned beautry queens but she wasn't boring either. Full lips and chipmunk cheeks kept her from being a classic beauty. A set of glasses perched on her nose gave her the girl next door look and her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail that showed off her profile well.

Turning back to the man she had greeted she reamrks,"I don't think I have seen you on the mountain before, are you only visiting?"

 

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Ivan

#2

"Just passing through," Ivan smiled. "on my way up from the Carolina border."

The girl raised her eyebrows. "You walking the trail?" she asked, then laughed, "Obviously," and blushed at stating the obvious, averting her eyes by scanning the vista below.

"Not the whole thing," he replied, "Just one leg. I'm not ambitious or hardy enought to walk the whole trail. I'm stopping at Luray." Scanning her trim and fit body, he remarked, "You look like you could do it, though. You have a hiker's legs."

"Thanks, but no thanks," she replied, "and thank you" She looked at him out of the side of her eye as they stood looking out at the view. She was pretty, he thought, in a homespun kind of way. Not voluptuous club chick, or a snow bunny, but a healthy girl, trim and clean. Her thighs, in particular, were sleek and strong, good for lovemaking as well as walking.

"It's nice," he said, nodding at the view, "to be a part of something greater than yourself." She turned at that, eyes settling on him. "Im not a true mountain person, to answer your question, I just stop by once in a while for some solitude and spiritual rejuvenation."

"Oh, I'll leave you alone then," she said and turned to go.

"No, wait, I didn't mean I wanted you to leave. I'm not seeking hermit status," he laughed, "I haven't seen anyone in days, Please stay. I obviously need to talk to somebody or I woldn't be so clumsy with words. I meant no offense."

"None taken," she said, sitting down and dangling her legs off the edge of the trail.

He sat down beside her. "Your a local, I take it?" he asked and she nodded in reply. "Im told there's a waterfall near here. A friend told me it has a very colorful story about some local lovers. Any chance I'm in the right area?" Again, she nodded in reply. "Great," he replied, "Could you give me directions? Or better yet, could you take me there?"

 

[Destiny]

Post #2

"Just passing through," Ivan smiled. "on my way up from the Carolina border."

I had to smile back he was going to walk it was my first thought. I had to admire that in a man but it was a long way. I watched him talking and I leaned a bit on my staff as I watched him.

As we spoke and I listened to him, something in his voice eased my mind that he was dangerous. He laughed to gently and his manner to ease going. He gave off a air of prince charming meets Daniel boone. As he spoke I moved to the edge of the trail and slid to the ground and dangled my legs over the side of a rock swinging them to and fro. When he mentioned the Waterfall and smiled secretly to myself.

Great," he replied, "Could you give me directions? Or better yet, could you take me there?"

I was a little shocked but then shrugged myshoulders as I reclimbed to my feet and I dusted off my rear-end as I nodded and pointed to a section of the trail over grown with bushes and looking nothing like a trail at all. "Sure I can we can take the back way. From here you can't here it but it isn't that far. By the way, my name is Lorelie."

I preceded him and headed towards the trail, I hadn't been down the trail in ages as testament to the fact that it was overgrown, it wasn't a well known palce the waterfall. Fresh clean water spilled over a ledge and filled a small pool only to dispear underground to feed the local underground springs.

As I walked I pointed out various animals and we remained silentmoslt enjoying the scenery as we moved through the shadowy woods.

The rush of the water could be heard some 2 minutes before you saw the waterfall and then when you were upon it, the sight was breathtaking. I felt that way everytime I saw it. I stood back watching him, watching his reaction. As he watched it I slipped up onto a rock and began removing my shoes and socks and then moved closer to the water. stepping my feet in I maoned softly as the icy cold water soaked my feet."OH gawd it has been ages since I was here."

"There is a legend about this waterfall though. " I dimpled a grin at him as I spoke. "Legend says that if you kiss a young woman here that all your dreams will come true." I looked towards the waterfall once more and then back to him. "Do you believe in legends?"

 

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Ivan

#3

OOC: that was only your second post, dear, we each get five. I'd never want to give you short shrift

IC:

Do you believe in legends?

"Sure do. They all have some basis in fact, however distant. Besides this one seems like fun. I can imagine local sweethearts trudging up here to make out. Have you ever kissed a boy here?" Her subsequent blush didn't reveal the answer, she just gave her legs a few quick kicks and splashed her feet in the water. He saw goosebumps on her thighs, presumably from the cold water. She had well formed legs. He had watched the back of her thighs as she led him down the trail, after their exchange of names, her hips undulating delightfully in her shorts. The highlights on her blond pony tail caught the sun as she walked purposely with the sure footedness of an experienced hiker.

Ivan sat down beside her on the moss covered rock by the side of the small pool. "That looks great, mind if I join you?" he asked and proceeded to untie his hiking boots before getting pernission.

"Sure, it feels great," she answered, "cold, but great."

"Whoo-eee," he yelped as his hot tired feet hit the water. "That'll cause some shrinkage," he blurted without thinking. Fearing he had offended her, he gave her a sideways glance, but she just chuckled and leaned back on her hands, raising her face to the sky. The dappled sunlight fell on her face through the trees, softly illuminating her cheeks and reflecting off her glasses. Her shirt stretched across her breasts as she leaned back and he noticed that the cold water had had an effect on her as well.

"You look lovely in the sunlight," he was moved to say, but she replied with a derisive snort.

"Yeah, right"

"No really," Ivan answered, "Especially here. You have a natural beauty that fits right in." She looked at him and smiled, then turned her face to the sky again. Feeling awkward, Ivan leaned forward with his elbows on his thighs and looked into the small pool. The movement of their feet broke up their reflection and the small waves moving through the sunlight made the water surface sparkle like natural diamonds. Stealthily, he dipped his fingertips into the cold water and flicked them at her face as he straightened up.

"Hey!," she chirped, and punched his shoulder playfully, their first physical contact, then reached down for a handful of water and flung it in his direction. They traded splashes, hers hitting his face, his landing on her shirt which thereafter clung to a well formed breast. "Stop! Stop!" she cried, laughing but continued her own water attack. Ivan grabbed her wrists in defence and they fell backwards laughing. Pinning her wrists to the ground by her head, Ivan loked down at her.

"Do you think," he smiled, "we might test out this legend?" He lowered his wet face to hers, drops of water falling from his hair to her cheek, and pressed his lips to hers.

 

[Destiny]

Brrrreathless...

"Do you think," he smiled, "we might test out this legend?" He lowered his wet face to hers, drops of water falling from his hair to her cheek, and pressed his lips to hers.

I looked up at him searchingly as he leaned in closer my lips wereparted from my laughing with him as we played in the water. The water dropping from his face met my skin as I watched him and i didn't stop his prgress as his lips met mine. It felt right. I slid a hand up and along his chest as he leaned in kissing me and I returned the kiss. A small shiver of delight went through my body as the kiss continued.

His chest was warm and hard under my hand as I placed it against his body. The thought that we were out in the open, albeit in a secluded area, hit me and I pressed up a bit more on his chest as I whispered. "How will we know if it worked?" I looked up into his eyes as I sucked my lower lip into my mouth continuing to enjoy the taste of his kiss as I waited breathlessly for his answer.

"MM I feel like I am in a dream already and you are definitely a woman I would want to dream about." His voice was husky with passion and I blushed a bit. No man had ever spoken so sweetly to me and I was melting under his charm. His hand lifted up slowly as if not to scare me and slid the scarf from my neck and lifted it to his lips and mouth smelling my scent and my perfum still clinging to the fabric. Jasmine filled his senses as he spoke. "mmmm Just like a wood nyph should smell, of flowers and wood. " Teh flush of my cheeks slowly slid lower as I watched him then lean in and slide his lips along my neck. I still didn't resist. He made me feel liek a beautiful woman who deserved to be kissed and caressed. Perhaps it was the waterfall and the lovely settings and this man beside me, but it all felt so right.

I could feel the heat of his lips sliding a bit lower along the opening of my shirt kissing the swell of my breasts as I laid there on the rock. My heart was racing my mind only on the feelings he was arousing in my body and soul.

Lifting my hand to his head I encouraged him further as he touched a particularly sensative spot along my neck and a soft moan escaped my lips long before I relazied it was me that had made the sound. "So beautiful, so soft....Lorelie my siren, my wood nymph...." his words were gentle and made me feel alive. I slid my hand along his cheek and manouvered his face back to mine and I kissed him this time, deeply sliding my tongue up and into his mouth. My tongue slid along his as my lips parted under his own.

 

[Subo97]

Ivan

#4

The falling water nearly drowned out Lorelie's low moan but Ivan had felt it as it rose up her throat under his lips. Raising his head with her hands, she met his lips for another kiss and opened her mouth for his probing tongue, meeting it with hers. he lowered his body against hers as their tongues entwined and dance inside each other's mouth.

Despite his earlier joke about shrinkage, his arousal was evident as his loins pressed against hers. Still exploring each other's tongue, their bodies began slowly moving together. Moving his hips slightly, Ivan rubbed his hardness against the crotch of Lorelei's shorts. Whether voluntary or involuntary, Lorelei's hips raised slightly as he settled between her thighs.

Ivan broke their passionate kiss and propped himself up on his elbows to stare into her beautiful eyes. His hands slid down the collar of her shirt and he licked his lips as he undid the first button. Lorelei breathed deeply, causing her breasts to rise and fall, but did not object as he unbuttoned her shirt and spread it to reveal her braless breasts.

"Oh my," Ivan whispered, and lowered his lips to her left breast.

A light whimper escaped her lips as he kiss across the curve of her breast, his tongue darting out to touch her skin with each kiss. Upon reaching her nipple, she clasped her hands in his hair and held him to her breast. With the tip of his tongue, he circled the edge of her areola as her nipple stiffened, spiraling slowly inward to the base of her swollen tip before taking it in his lips.

Lorelei held his head as he suckled at her breast, rubbing herself up against his hardness. His left hand curled around her right breast and his thumb brushed her nipple as he devoured the other. He opened his lips to suck in a mouthfulof her tender breast before sliding his lips lower, working his way across her soft belly. He paused at her navel to swirl his tongue inside it, eliciting a soft giggle from her, bfore kissing his way to the beltline of her shorts.

"Oh my god," he heard her gasp as he undid her belt and the top button of her shorts. Lowering her zipper revealed a pair of white lace panties. He kissed across her bely down to the top band of her panies. Running his tongue across the upper edge of her panties, he looked up at her and she raised her hips as he slid her shorts off. Placing his hands softly on her thighs, he pushed her legs apart and lowered his lips to kiss her warm center through her white panties.

 

[Destiny]

Lorelie

All I could do was react at this point. His body over mine was so mesmerizing that I could barely breath. As he moved in between my thighs it was like he was meant to be there pressing against me in this magickal place. I looekd into his eyes as he slowly pulled the buttons from my shirt open. When he seperated the pieces of material I could feel the heat of the sun on my flesh for only a few moments before his head dipped and he took a nipple into his mouth.

A gasp barely escaped my lips at the exquisite tenderness of his sucking lips and mouth. My hips rose and fell against his as I rubbed against his ever hardening cock. My mind raced as I moaned. You dont' even know him.........SHut up! My mind was at war but my body was definitely reacting to this man's kissing and touching. When his head moved lower my nipples were rock hard and pointed skyward. His head dipped along my taut stomach and flicked his tongue into my navel. I giggled because it tickled and from nervousness. A sucked in breath made my shorts loose as he tugged them opena nd still his head went lower I didn't want him to stop so I lifted my hips up for him invitingly as he took off my shorts only.

His head between my thighs his lips pressed to my damp panties told him that I was as aroused as he was. My fingers slid along the rock we both laid on and I panted softly,"oh Ivan yes..." My breath came out on a sigh and I wiggled my hips up and against his lips and parted my thighs more. "please....oh yes please more." I begged for him to continue his love making as I slowly lowered my eyes closed.

 

[Subo97]

Ivan

#5

Please.....Oh yes, please, more

The heat emanating from Lorelies panties increased as Ivan continued kissing her through the thin fabric of her panties. As her moisture began to seep through her panties, Ivan began to kiss her more fervantly, reacting to her heady scent. Hoking his fingers in the fabric at her hips, Ivan bagan to pull her panties down, revealing a soft tangle of golden curly hair.

Lorelei lifted her legs to assist in their removal and willingly spread her legs again as Ivan lowered his face once more to her loins. He heard a gasp from her as he kissed her nether lips. Moving slowly up and down the length of her slit, he kissed her lightly before extending his tongue to probe between her pussy lips. He began sliding his tongue up and down, spreading her open and tasting the juices that flowed from her. "Oh...oh..oh my," she cried as his tongue found her clit and began to swirl lazy circles around it and an even sharper yelp as he help it in his lips and sucked lightly, his tongue touching the tip.

Reaching down to grab his hair, Lorelei began to raise her hips, pushing her wet pussy up against his insistant mouth. Ivan slid his own hands up to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples in his thumbs as he sucked her swollen love bud in his lips. Her thighs tightened and quivered against his cheeks as her first orgasm hit her. Holder herself against with her heels and shoulder blades, she shook against his face until she fell limp and gasping.

Raising himself to his knees, he began to pull his clothes off. By the time he tossed his shirt aside, Lorelie had begun to undo his belt. her hands shook as she lowered his zipper and pulled his shorts open and down, revealing a pair of well tented boxers.

"Is that for me?" she asked, her eyes dancing.

"It is if my dreams are coming true," he answered

"Yes," she said, pulling his boxers down, "Yessss..."

When his cock sprang forth, Lorelie reachedout to curl one hand around it, stroking it slowly as Ivan moaned softly. She kissed the tip lightly and leaned back, a silver thread of precum adhering to her lips before breaking and falling to adhere to her chin.

Ivan sat back and pulled the clothing off his legs before turning to her and taking her in his arms. Once again their lips and tongues met, entwining and dueling in a dance of passion till Ivan lay back, pulling her against him, his hands stroking her back. She leaned in, her breast pressed against his chest and kissed him, writhing her soft body against him.

He continued to stroke her back as she kissed his lips and his face, along hte line of his jaw and down his neck to his chest. she kissed his small, hard nipples, swirling her tongue around them as her hand slid down to hold him once more. he raised his hips and moved his shaft in her grip and she smiled, running her thumb across his slick helmet. "Mmmm, nice," she cooed, "and just what are you dreaming about now?"

"A wood nymph on top and riding me," he laughed.

"Mmmmmmmm, yes," she said, "But first I have to return a favor," and lowered her lips to his cock.

 

[Destiny]

Lorelie

Post #5


His hands and his mouth drove me insane and as I came my hisp thrusted up against his face driving his mouth against my own as I screamed out my orgasm. The sounded echoed around the woods. When he was finally undressed and I laid atop him I was more then happy to feel his hands along my spineand hisp rocking them against his throbbing cock. My hands rested on either side of him as I sensously slid my hisp along his thighs and my mouth slid along his body as his had done my own. kisses and licks along his chest and his stomach a small bite along his hip made him chuckle and shiver.

I could feel the power I held and it was intoxicating. I reached up and loosened my hair from its pony tail and let it fall in cascades of golden silk along my shoulders and his hips and slid comfortably between his thighs and looked up into his eyes. ""turn about is fair love making Ivan..." she cooed and then slid her lips along the slick crown of his cock. HEr eyes never leaving his as she slid her tongue out and let him watch as her pink tongue slid along the tip. SHe wiggled it against the hole at the tip of his crown and she giggles softly at his gasp of delight.

"oh I think you liked that," She teased him as she spoke. "lets see whatelse you like?" Her voice playful as she slowly slid the helmet into her mouth her lips slowly sliding to engulf him and her cheeks sunk in her tongue slid along the tip of the crown again this time more incessantly before she took the entire length in to her hot mouth. Her throatr swallowed around the tip as it hit the back of her throat and she slowly began to lift her head up and down fucking him into her mouth as she moaned sotly vibrating him along her teeth.

Her head lifted and fell rythmically as he moaned out her name,"oh yes Loreliiieee...oh yes just like that..." I closed my eyes continuing to pleasure him with my mouth as he lifted and dropped his hips. His hand went into my hair and curled into the thick golden curls as he held me in place and gasped again.

Just as he was about to cum though her lifted my head by the chin and looked into my eyes with smouldering passion and whispered," I want to cum inside you my wood nyphm.."

I nodded and smiled and slowly slid my tongue once more along teh tip of his cock as I began to crawl forward and I moved to a seated position over him. His hands went to my breasts immediately engulfing them in hsi large hands. I moved so that I was poised over his cock and held him in place as I sank him to the hilt inside me. It had been a long since my last sexual encounter and I ws tight and my pussy hungry with need. I began to move slowly at first his hands eagerly massaging my nipples now as he growled low,"oh yes ride me Lorelie...gawd you feel incredible." I blushed and I leaned over him looking him in the eyes as I began to move faster. His hands went to my hips and my breasts swung freely in his face as we began to rock in unison. His thrusts meeting my own. I lifted my head up and moaned aloud. "Ivaannnn..oh gawd yes.."

The heat the friction tha magikal watefall sent us both tumbling from our own fall into exctacy as we moaned and gasped together. He grabbed me to him and hugged my body close as he shook beneath me I could feel his cock throbbing inside me as my pussy milked him dry. I panted for breath as I whispered,"I know a cabin in the woods that could use a good going over in everyroom....."

 

[Subo97]

Ivan

Kissing the blue scarf softly, Ivan rmembered the days in the cabin: making love in the beg feather bed, pleasuring each other in front of the roaring fireplace, Oh God, the pantry, not to mention the swing and the railing around the front porch. Perhaps when his leg was healed, a nice hike might just be the thing to get back in shape.

But for the nonce, nature was calling, and while he was up and hobbling, he may as well pour himself a glass of wine. Vintage memories called for vintage spirits.

 

[Subo97]

Rear Window

Hobbling back to the bed with a crutch in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, Ivan felt helpless. I should have rented a wheelchair, he thought, then I could whirl around the apartment like Jimmy Stewart in Rear Window. That thought struck a chord and he thumped his way to his trophy drawer and rummaged through it. There it is, he thought and pulled out a black velvet choker, ringed with rhinestones. While it was a chore dragging his cast covered leg across the apartment, Ivan took his drink and headed to his balcony. Seating himself in a chair, he took the choker and hung it on the eyepiece of his telescope and leaned back to look at the stars

OOC: Soliloquy has graciously agreed to help Ivan explore heavenly bodies for the next ten posts.

knock-knock: "Who's there?"

 

[soliloquy]

"It's Margaret." Ivan opened the door, and Margaret was reminded again of how charming his smile was. She looked well enough, she supposed, in her Audrey-esque little black dress and her daring velvet, rhinestoned choker. The ensemble contrasted well with her pale skin, and brought fire to her red curls and green eyes. But she was still nervous, never being one to be able to look past her physical imperfections. "I'm sorry, were you expeciting someone else? I can go if this isn't a good time." She nervously wound a long finger, tipped by a simple french manicured nail, in a lock of her hair that fell to her shoulders.

Ivan chuckled, "slow down, Margaret. Simply an automatic reaction. Like a knock knock joke." He winked. Margaret's stomach tightened and she smiled back brightly.

"Thank you for the dinner invitation. Being new to the city and all, it's hard to make friends." He only smiled and slipped into the kitchen. She took the time to look around his spacious apartment. There were so many windows! And the view was spectacular. Despite the buildings and lights, the night sky was filled with visible stars. Her amateur eye managed to find two familiar constellations, but the glare in the sliding glass door made it hard to discern if she was correct or not.

Without thinking of the propriety of such an action, she slid the door open and walked out onto the balcony. There was some patio furniture, and to her delight--a telescope! And it wasn't just any telescope, it was an antique brass telescope.

She peered through the eyepiece to find that it wasn't focused on the stars above, but on the apartment building across the street from his. Not thinking this anything unusual, she focused the telescope on the sky and was soon lost in the stars.

"I see you've made yourself at home," Ivan's voice came from behind her and startled her. She jumped back from the telescope.

"I'm sorry..." was all she managed to squeak out. Why did this man frighten and excite her so? They had met only the other night, after all.

Soon, his smile and the feeling of a wine glass being placed in her hand told her that he was not upset by her exploring.

She took a sip of wine for courage. And then she smiled. "So you are an amateur astronomer as well? What do you like to look at through this thing?" She turned back to the telescope and looked through the eyepiece again. She felt his hand on her hip, and it felt warm. But what was causing a warmth between her thighs was the closeness of his body to hers as he reached around her and readjusted the telescope downward.

"Not an astronomer at all, Margaret."

And before she knew what was happening, she was looking into the bedroom of another apartment. She gasped, and pulled away from the telescope. Turning to him, she blushed. He smiled in encouragement.

Her curiosity got the better of her. Margaret sipped from the wine glass, set it down on the railing, and resumed her gazing. Only this time, it wasn't stars that she was looking at, but a woman. A naked woman. A naked woman on her bed, hands travelling down her body from breast to mound, all while the blinds to her apartment were pulled to the very top, allowing any peeping tom (or tomasina) a very unobstructed peep.

"Oh, my..." She wasn't sure if that was in response to the woman who had now begun to run a finger between her lips, or if it were a response to the feel of Ivan's hands rubbing soft circles on her hips.

He leaned in close and whispered against her ear lobe, "Tell me what you see."

Margaret's whole body flushed red as she spoke. "A woman...playing...with herself." She couldn't bring herself to say masturbate in front of this man. All she could focus on were the tightened nipples on the woman's small breasts, and the look on her face as she ran her hand langorously over her pussy. Margaret couldn't help it. She wanted to see ecstacy on her face, in her body. This was better than any of the porn in her meager collection.

 

[Subo97]

Ivan #1

Standing close to Margaret as she peered through the telescope, Ivan held her by the hips, moving his hands in what he hoped was a slow sensuous movement. As Margaret leaned forward slightly, her black dress tightened slightly over her very well formed behind and raised up her thighs. So very tempting to press against her back and kiss that white neck under the red curls of her hair. Yet, too much, too soon might turn her off, while her discovery seemed to be turning her on.

"Oh, my..."

Ivan leaned in close and whispered, his lips just grazing her ear, "Tell me what you see."

He saw the skin on her neck flush a deep pink as she stammered a response, "A woman...playing...with herself"

"I call her Cherise," he answered softly as Margaret continued to watch, "She's always alone, and shouldn't be. No one should. I'm glad I'm not." He felt her breath quicken as she kept her eye glued to the telescope.

He had met her through a mutual acquaintance, one close enough to vouch for him, and yet again alone, at the same coffee shop. After a pleasant conversation of about an hour, she had accepted his invitation to dinner. He was pleasantly surprised at her appearance when he answered the door. In his previous meetings with her, she had been dressed in a business suit, her hair pulled back. The Margaret he had discovered behind his door was even more fascinating. She had freed the natural curl of her red hair, allowed it to frame her face and fall around her white, swan like neck. her sleeveless dress, held up my thin straps, covered her breasts fully, but revealed a slightly freckled upper chest. Fresh was perhaps the best way to describe her looks.

She had been nervous, her small hands fluttering about her face and hair, but had managed to find the balcony and the telescope. Lowering the telescope from the sky to the open window had been a risk, but the open window across the way had opened a window of oppurtunity on his own balcony.

"Ohhhh," she whispered, her breath escaping from her chest as something inside the apartment below affected her. With his naked eye, Ivan could see only that the window blind was open, giving the window a slightly different tint from the others.

"Beautiful, isn't she?" Ivan whispered, once again against her ear.

"Yesss," she answered back softly, curling her fingers around the telescope to steady it, then, "OH no!" as Ivan saw the light go out in the window. "She's gone," Margaret moaned softly at her loss.

"Here," he said, repositioning the telescope, "What do you see?"

"A man sitting on his sofa...blue light from his TV."

"And over here?"

"Oh, my goodness," she giggled.

Ivan moved even closer, pressing up against her behind and slid his hands gently from her hips across her ribs, slowly stroking up and down with his fingers.

"Tell me what you see...."

 

[soliloquy]

Margaret watched for a little while before responding. "A man and a woman," she whispered, "are on the kitchen table. He just licked down the center of her body to her pussy." All inhibitions seemed to be gone, now. Margaret's voice held a lusty growl as her free hand covered Ivan's, and unconsciously urged it higher, to the underside of her breast. She licked her lips.

"She looks like she is heaven," she cooed. "What do you call them?" She didn't bother looking back at Ivan, her eyes locked on the gratuitous display across the street.

He whispered closer to her ear this time, his breath warm and almost wet on her ear, "I call them the Benedictines, because their lovemaking is always like a mass. They worship one another." His hand had slowly made it's way up to cup Margaret's full breast, and she sighed.

"I think she just came," Margaret nearly cooed, "and he's turning her over. Oh my...What?...Oh my goodness..." Shock, intrigue, fascination.

"Tell me," Ivan said, hoarsely.

Margaret shivered against him, but not from being cold. "He's licking her...oh godddddd...her..."

She felt the hand that had been resting on her hip slide over the curve of her ass, and to the small of her back. Slowly, he traced one finger down over her ass until his finger was slowly tracing the crevice between her buttocks. She gasped. "Somewhere along here?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered, watching as the man's tongue penetrated Ms. Benedictine's anus. She thought she heard the woman moan, but realized that it was her own moan she heard, certainly not the woman across the street.

This was new to Margaret. She had been intimate with only two men, both of whom had never attempted to do anything like that to her. Margaret was neither innocent, nor experienced. And right now, she was soaking up all that she could experience, like a sponge takes in water.

She didn't realize she had done it, but she had pressed back against his finger, asking without asking for a stronger touch. He granted her request, increasing the pressure just slightly.

They were in silence as Margaret watched the man place a pillow under the woman's hips, and spread her asscheeks. And then he was penetrating her ass. Margaret gasped. "Oh my goodness!" She spun around to Ivan, her eyes wild with amazement and arousal. "He's in her ass!"