Warren's Big Party (open)

ImpWizard

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After a long absence of nearly 3 years, the most party mad guy in town is back, with tales of travels to places and countries to nobody has ever heard of, and some really weird friends. He's got this big silvery "mock-up" UFO saucer with flashing lights parked in his backyard (it looks totally real, even down to the scorch marks and working airlock), and a bunch of stunning, absolutely gorgeous chicks hanging around the house. He's suddenly rich, and he's throwing a party.

Warren is back, and he's here to PARTY!!!

You are cordially invited, the entire town, and Warren's newly built mansion is big enough to handle it....

....but will life in the town of Pleasant Harbour ever be the same again?



BASIC CONCEPT;
Imagine the wildest party possible, and everything possible going wrong, the idiot hoons in their fast cars, the gate-crashers from out of town (or out of this world), the fools jumping into the pool from the roof, the guys and girls (and other things) dressed in costume and living it a little too real, the DJs and drugged out musicians, and the local football team that have never won a game - but did today for the first time in living memory, the survivalists who decide to drop in, the mafia dudes who are after Warren for what he owed them before, and the cops who have to deal with all the nonsense at once....while Warren himself seems to have completely disappeared.

Bring in a few characters, add to the whole chaotic party, and make it a really, really, really good time....it's the kind of party that lasts until all the alcohol and snacks are gone, and there's truckloads of both!

The only rule is, NO BLOWING UP OR BURNING DOWN THE MANSION!

Because if you do that, Warren's going to be pissed-off for sure!

Oh, the thread should wind-up to finish in about two weeks time, when Warren finally appears with, "Sorry, I'm late guys, did I miss anytthing...shit, what happened?"
 
Kitty Yami

OOC
Kitty Yami is with a group of nubile and sexy (and much more shapely than usual) Japanese high-school girls (in super-short skirts, big white socks, and blonded-bleached hair) who have arrived in the town with their female teacher, an airheaded tour-guide, and a lunatic bus-driver. The whole bus load of Japanese schoolgirls arrives at Warren's mansion with no idea what's going on, and completely lost.


Kitty Yami IC

Giggling wildly and screaming, all the schoolgirls piled off the old coach-bus, grabbing their bags as they went. Kitty followed along and join in the rush, as the girls ran towards what might've been a hotel lobby, well, so she thought. Somewhere behind her, she could hear the teacher yelling for everyone to slow down, but of course nobody paid the slightest attention.

What a wild looking place, Kitty thought, Lots of pretty lights....and isn't that guy a famous rockstar! Cooool!

She fluffed her hair, and made sure her skirt wasn't toooooo short...just EXTREMELY short. Then she went into the lobby after her friends.
 
OOC #1: Thanks for the invitation, ImpWizard

OOC #2: Character Description -
Carol Stanton - 18 years old, shy and innocent. Carol has dark brown hair, captivating grey eyes, a beautiful body (34D-24-34) that she usually keeps hidden under bulky clothing.

IC: Carol had know idea why she was invited to the Mansion. She wasn't one of the popular people. But she had been invited. And her mother had urged, practically forced, her to go.

Her mother had even insisted that she change from her regular loose fitting clothes to a new party dress. The dress was tight, almost form fitting. And it was short, very short. Carol would have to be very careful to remember she could not bend over without people seeing her panties. Even those panties were new - the first thong panties Carol had ever worn.

When Carol had looked at herself in her mirror she didn't recognize the girl staring back at her. She looked "HOT"!

But the new clothing didn't remove the inner insecurities of the young lady. She stood at the door of the Mansion unsure if she should go in.

Suddenly a group of Japenese high school girls rushed past her. She noted that their dresses and skirts were almost as short as hers. Carol followed the giggling girls into the lobby of the Mansion.

The party had already started. There were numerous groups of people standing and talking. Carol recognized some of them from television and movies. She even saw a few rock stars. She hoped the night would be fun.
 
Bob the Bouncer

OOC

(Thanks for the invitation Imp.)

Bob the Bouncer is the kind of ham-fisted huge muscular guy that stands around outside nightclub doors while wearing a penguin suit (black jacket, black pants, black vest, white shirt, and black bow-tie). He wears heavy boots that he's NEVER washed the bloodstains off (like in me IRL :D ). His vest is actually leather backed by kevlar, and his black jacket has kevlar and steel-plate armour sewn into by his wife (True, that's what I've worn at some places, saved my life more than once). His nose has been broken four times, but he's actually WON every fight he's been in since he was a kid, and is VERY HEAVILY into martial arts. Not a nice guy to pick a fight with. Everyone who knows him well suspects that Bob is some kind of superhuman alien, but as far as Bob's concerned, "So what? Lots of bouncers are superhuman aliens...well, I know a few anyway..."

He's been a bit upset lately since his wife has become obsessed with the idea that sex with an alien could be categorized as bestiality.


(IC) Bob the Bouncer

Bob stood at the door and watched all the idiots arriving, but he was a bit taken aback when the bus load of Japanese schoolgirls arrived and they all charged inside. He didn't bother to stop any of them. Then a hot looking chic in tiny tight dress arrived, she looked HOT.

He stopped her.

"Excuse me, miss, do you have any ID?"
 
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Rick pulls up to the mansion driving top down in his "74 Mustang, special rims, racing exhaust, and turbo charged 350 engine. All black car, black leather interior with red accent. Of course he is in his usual party attire, baggy jeans, boxer shorts, wife beater, and leather jacket.

Since getting out of high school, this car meachanic has done nothing but search out the local parties. Work hard all day, sweat, work muscles, go home, shower, and find a party. His body, one that should be model material, always attracts chicks at any party. Most often, the following morning finds himself in bed with a new lady, late for work. Night times mean drinking, pot smoking, and hot sweaty sex.

Many comment on how it seems Ricky is stuck in the 50's while living in 2004. All Rick cares about is getting off, getting off with some of the tightest pussy in town. And that, for Rick, is never difficult to accomplish.

Rick is so self confident he never hesitates to turn down any lady that does not turn him on. He knows, if ever needed, he could always find a mouth, male or female, that would be willing to wrap their lips around his cock at the end of a hard night of partying.

Even, full of self confidence, Rick has a difficult time believing Warren invited him to this party. So many times Rick had stolen Warren's girl. So many times Warren would find his girlfriend in the backseat of Rick's ride. It has been years since he has seen or heard from Warren. In fact, before he received this invite he wondered if Warren was even still alive.

Rick pulls up to the party but sits back in his convertible for a minute. Remembering Warren and the fun they had together. He remembers the night they both did the same lady. He remembers the twins they both bedded together. He remembers the one night when they were not so lucky and jerked off together.

Rick knew this party would be especially hot. He couldn't wait to see Warren again and reflect on previous conquests.
 
Carol

Carol was surprised when a huge man in a black suit asked her for identification. He was very intimidating. He seemed larger than life, and a bit "other world"ly. His size, demeanor, and appearance all said that he was a man of action and authority.

Carol nervously pulled her party invitation out and showed him.

"See, I am supposed to be here," she said nervously, unsure if she herself believed the words.

Carol hoped the invitation would be good enough. She had her driver's license somewhere. But in her current state of fright she couldn't even remember where she had put it. Above all, Carol didn't want any trouble.

She stood nervously shifting her weight from one foot to another. It seemed as if the huge man took forever to look at the invitation. Then he took just as long to stare at Carol. His searing gaze made her feel even more uncomfortable. She could feel herself blushing. She hoped he would just let her in. After all, the party looked like it might be fun.
 
Bob the Bouncer

Bob looked the girl up and down again, and studied her invitation. Then he stared back at her for a few moments...

He spoke into his lapel-mike, "Hey Frank? How does she look on the camera?"

Frank's voice came back tiny and metallic in his ear, "On the infrared, she's wearing a thong and a lacy bra under the dress"

"Thanks Frank", Bob replied, then he turned back to the girl.

"Miss, we just gotta check if you been taking drugs or are drunk, can you bend over and touch your toes?"

He smiled, but his face was otherwise serious. Behind her, the zoom lens on one of the high-quality security-cams began to adjust for a tighter focus on the girl.

Bob waited...
 
~Sasha~

Her driver drove through the crowded streets effortlessly. This town has changed she thought not really caring. It had been years since Sasha Kurkova had resided here anyway. She doubted anyone would remember her nor was she worried if they did. It was interesting, however, that the invitation she now held in her hand, had reached her small corner of the Earth.

Tapping the plain white envelope with the gold foil-lined inner flap against the tinted window of her limousine, she studied the elegant script her name had been written in. It had arrived by messenger. He had placed it on her hand, turned, and left without a word.

The invitation itself was insignificant until she saw who was throwing the party. Warren. Memories had flooded her mind, good and bad, but that was long ago and she had left the invitation on her writing desk without a second thought. It had been days later that her personal secretary had cleaned her desk and asked if she would reply or not.

There had been no R.S.V.P, but upon a closer look- at the bottom scrawled in blue ink were the words, "Come Sashi." That had prevented it from being tossed into the garbage can. She hadn't been called Sashi in a long, long time. It had been Warren's attempt at pulling on a heart string, no doubt and it had worked.

Her thoughts cleared which had been good because her driver was pulling up the strange driveway to Warren's home. "Time to find out what he wants" she murmured quietly to the empty cavern in the back of the limo.

The driver stopped the car and walked around to the back, opened the door, and offered his arm to her. A short smile gave him thanks before she dismissed him absentmindedly. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him hand her bags to a parking attendant. Taking a step forward, she paused. A single moment of indecision was all she allowed herself before the confidence she exuded came rushing back to her.

Smiling brightly, hearing the music pumping all around she said to no one in particular, Time to party! and she laughed as she saw a young girl about to bend over. Was it Warren or just the bouncer trying to have some fun with the poor unsuspecting girl.

Well, it wasn't her problem, but she wasn't going to have this scene unfold with her waiting for it to end.

"Excuse me... Having fun?" Her eyes looked right at the oversized thug/bouncer. She was no fool. Cameras had to be all over. "Why not tell her to take her clothes off instead? It would be quicker to get what you want instead of embarrassing her any further." Although she was a woman, she was no mousy slouch. She was tall, perfectly toned by a personal trainer, and quick on her feet. Her words had often caused lesser people to tremble and powerful people to think twice when dealing with her.

Cocking an eyebrow, she struck a casual pose that challenged what he did next. It wasn't cockiness, but self confidence that guided her through life.

Would he try and subject her to this silliness or step away admitting entrance without further ado?
 
Christina

OOC Character Description

Christina was what most most guys refer to as a "blonde bombshell"; blue-eyed, golden tanned, with long lustrous golden blonde hair that went down to her waist, huge gravity defying breasts, a tight waist, and wide shapely hips with a well-rounded ass that was a work of art, and long-long legs that looked good with her feet in 6" heeled pumps. She wore a white, very small, white thong bikini bottom and a white shorty T-shirt with "MILK" printed on it in big pink letters.

Christina

Christina sauntered and half-pranced out the main doors, and overheard the poshy woman's cool arrogant voice...

"...Why not tell her to take her clothes off instead? It would be quicker to get what you want instead of embarrassing her any further."

"Because that wouldn't be half as much fun would it?", Christina quipped as she breezed by, she'd seen the notorious Ricky the mechanic pull up in his car. It had been a long time since Christina had seen Ricky. She walked striaght up to him with a big flirty smile on her face and her best boom-boom walk....
 
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I got out out my car and leaned against the hood, taking in the sites. This is going to be one hell of a party I think to myself. Wonder if all the ladies would bend over as easily as the one at the door. Noticing another beautiful woman being dropped off by a limo. Might have to get into her, she might be able to support me for the rest of my life. (smiling to himself).

Walking around to the passneger side of my car I bend over opening the glove compartment to pull out my invitation. Suddenly I feel a slap on my butt. Straightening up and turning around I see Chrstina standing right next to me, with her big ass sexy smile.

I take a moment to look her over. Still as sexy as I remember. Her tits are the first thing I notice, of course. Just as big and luscious as I remember. I remember those nights I spent what seemed like hours sucking and licking away like a baby drinking from his mom. I remember how she like to tit fuck my cock. I remember the one night Warren and I were together with Christina. It was a night to remember. Hours and hours of sex. The image that still stays in my mind is me and Christina fucking away while Warren was getting his cock fucked by her soft huge tits. I remember seeing him shoot his load all over those tits. Made me shoot too.

Glancing over her more I see she still has not cut her beautiful hair. My mind travels back to her cock sucking skills and how her hair would tickly my thighs as she sucked away. Damn those were the days. Her waist, oh man, one that was just made for grabbing onto and pulling close to you. Damn she is already getting my cock growing.

"Christina hon" I say as I grab her thin waist pulling her close for a kiss, "How the hell are you?" I lean in closer, our lips about to meet for the first time in years.....
 
Carol

Carol turned bright read in an embarrassed blush. There was no way she could bend over and touch her toes without exposing herself. And to make matters worse there were other people coming into the party. Their comments served to further increase her level of discomfort.

"Please, sir. Do we have to do this? Right here? Couldn't we go someplace more private?"

Carol looked into the eyes of the huge bouncer seeking his pity.
 
Christina

"Christina hon...How the hell are you?"

Christina smiled as Ricky came on with all his usual slick and sly charm, as he leaned forward to kiss her...

She hardly frowned at all in warning...

SMACK!

Christina slapped him so hard, it hurt her hand.

Then while Ricky was still stunned and rubbing his face, she grabbed him and hugged him tight, rubbing her body against him as she melted inside.

Her sweet voice exclaiming, "Damn you Ricky! Why'd you have to go and screw my sister at her wedding? Everyone in the family blamed me for bringing you along..."

She continued rubbing herself against him as she added, "I've missed you so much!"
 
"Aww c'mon Christina you should be over that little thing I had with your sister by now." "How the hell is your sister anyway?" "I heard her husband is like her slave, won't do anything without her permission" "She would be better off with a real man like me"

"Damn, I forgot how hard you can slap" I say smiling.

I grab your butt as you rub against me. Our faces so close. Your lips are saying "kiss me". Your body is saying "Take me".

I feel my cock begin to harden as you rub harder against. My thoughts go back to the naked times we have had together making me harden more.

"So, no husband or boyfriend around to take care of you?"
 
Christina

"You always talk so much, Ricky, or are you blabbering to hide that pocket rocket of yours?", Christina commented, suddenly caressing Ricky's bulging groin and leaning close to kiss his cheek.

She then grabs his hand, and says, "C'mon, let's get inside before the rush arrives."
 
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"Damn Christina, your a still a tease" Grabbing you ass and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Maybe we can find a quet place inside to get to know each other again" Following Christian up to the front door and to the bouncer.
 
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