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niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) No analogy Diana had read or heard described the sinful-sweet surrender of her unwanted orgasm. She had no words for it, nothing to compare it to. It wasn't enough to say that no other climax had ever been like this one. The truth was that it did not feel like an orgasm at all. Not like what she knew of as an orgasm, in any case. Her body trembled, and her sex tingled and blazed wonderfully, of course, but the spasms in her pussy had a singular pattern, too hard and yet effortless, as if her muscles were reacting to different chemicals altogether. Her thighs were hot, and her panties itched from the humidity they concealed. All over Diana's skin goosebumps grew into hardened beads, running from her arms to her back, rising on her stomach and her hips. Her sex, instead of seeping feminine nectar, had somehow become unnaturally suffused with it, tumescent and puffed with juice, like an overripe peach. The same phenomenon caused her tits to plump, and she felt an impossible liquid fullness inside them that radiated toward nipples grown fantastically tender and moist. Her entire body clenched in time with her vaginal contractions, meaning that she fairly vibrated against her desk, a sordid motor. As Diana endured this unspeakable climax, already having interrupted her class by the clatter of her chair against the floor as she shook tremendously in her seat, she saw the student in front of her turn around. The woman tossed her blond locks, curling errant hairs around her pinkie, and pivoted her knees sideways, unhurried in the midst of students who now and again were glancing curiously at Diana's odd behavior. She turned and faced her, and Diana recognized her at once. Natsuki smiled, touching her lips with a palm, pretending to be scandalized, though her flashing eyes betrayed how much she enjoyed watching Diana's tribulations. She winked, then opened her mouth. "OooooOOOOoo! Aa--aaaHH! AHH I'mmmmm C-CUMMII-III-ING!" Natsuki's mouth shaped those lewd sounds, but the voice produced was Diana's. Suddenly Natsuki recoiled, contorting her face in convincing disgust, while the class spun in their seats and stared, aghast. Clearly they'd believed Natsuki's suggestive ventriloquism, and seeing Diana suppressing the urge to writhe upon her desk convinced them completely. A pounding issued from the teacher's desk in an attempt to stave off the surge of reaction rising from the assembly, but there was no resisting the chorus of indignant cries or mockery. "What the hell?!" "Is she actually...?" "I think she is." Tittering. "Wonder which of us she's getting off to." "One of us? That's sick! She's sick." "Fucking slut." The bell rang shrilly amongst the din but went unheard at first. A girl or two packed their shoulder bags, but nobody made a move to leave. Camera phones entered fascinated hands. Electronic clicks and whirs followed, Diana's fabulous public orgasm committed to digital memory. The teacher continued ardently to try to dismiss the class, and begrudgingly the students obeyed, flowing like syrup toward the exit, snapping off pictures as quickly as they could, their thumbs a flurry of texting. _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Mon May 02, 2011 9:57 pm

Diana Varnia Joined: Wed Jan 16, 2008 11:20 pm Posts: 1026	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Diana's body was trembling beyond her control, tears streaming down her cheeks and her hands suddenly unmoving as she was momentarily beyond her seemingly unconscience need to masturbate. She gripped the edge of the desk, shaking her head. "No, no, no, this... This isn't happening!" She began to sob, her shoulders shaking as the young woman wept openly. The teacher walked towards her, shaking his head, disgusted by the young woman. His dark eyes seemed to pierce her veil of pain and misery, immediately making her want to leave and recoil from this unfeeling and uncaring man. She got up from her desk, picking up her bag and jogging out of the room. She left behind a rather viscous residue, a mixture of her own cum and the strange, alien concoction that this she-devil had infused her with. Diana ran into the closest washroom, shutting the door to her stall. She sat on the toilet, spread her thighs apart, gasping softly as her super-sensitive thighs were exposed to open air. She whimpered as she pulled down her panties, looking worryingly at the view beneath her skirt, watching her plump and moist pussy as it was still oozing warm, sticky nectar. Diana bit her lower lip, looking up at the ceiling, wondering what the hell she was going to do. In minutes she wouldn't be able to show her face publicly, in days she'd be the laughing stock of the school. What options did she have? The young blond curled up against herself, pulling her knees up to her chest, wishing that she never had to leave this stall, just stay here and forget the rest of the world existed. But as soon as her knees touched her chest, Diana felt a cold sweat break on the nape of her neck. She lowered her knees, having felt a strange stirring within her chest. She unbuttoned her blouse, half-expecting to find some sort of fucked up alien life form incubating in her tits. Instead, she saw her breasts, except now they were swollen to beyond their normal capacity. A quiet squeak left the confused girl's lips, more tears running down her face. "What's happening to me?" She muttered quietly, her fingers slowly trailing across her now engorged breasts. Unlike the cum in her womb, which had sloshed in an empty space, her breasts felt full and moist, like a plump fruit with barely contained juices. Her own pussy seemed to also exhibit this, sexual nectar seeming to flow endlessly from the hyper-sensitive snatch. Diana bit her lower lip, leaning her head against the bathroom wall as her fingers went back to work on her pussy, once more without the student's willing participation. She had to make a very conscience effort to get her hand away from her demanding pussy. _________________ Diana Varnia Soft skinned and Paranoid Looking forward to some encounters of the tentacle variety.
Mon May 02, 2011 10:12 pm

niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) As she huddled on top of the toilet, sequestered by the suspended metal panes of the bathroom stall, Diana wondered if Hell might consist of a realm of pleasure. There wouldn't be fire or brimstone, or Dante's infamous circles with their poetically appropriate punishments. Instead she imagined a giant pit in the earth brimming with squirming, greasy, naked bodies, their sexual organs magnified to hideous size, indecently oozing obscene fluid into the dirt where it mingled into a stinking mud in which the squalid humans languished. The humans would writhe and moan, and fuck each other desperately, like slovenly beasts, but their lust would be unquenchable. Their bodies degraded and out of their own control. She thought these things while she sobbed, trying with all her girlish might to keep her hands away from her own brimming snatch. As she fought with herself, expending her own pride in a bid to squash her torrid lusts, Diana heard whistling. The meandering notes were shrill but resonant, impressive both because they were so powerful and because the melody never once reoccurred. Plastic cracked as the door to the bathroom opened, and Diana heard the whistling gain volume sharply as it bounced easily against the bathroom's tiles, accompanied by the sluggish tromping of hard soled boots and the shaky creaking of plastic wheels bearing loose equipment. The whistling stopped a moment, overtaken by a vigorous sloshing, whereupon Diana witnessed underneath her stall a tangle of wet yarn slop onto the tiles, spreading a puddle of greyish, soapy water. "Is'sumbody in there?" Came the drawling query. A rough hand tapped on the stall's door, strangely polite. "Ah heer sumbody cryin' in there...ye a'right?" There came another pause, another, more tentative, rapping on the stall. Then, "the hell." As Diana watched the mop was hefted from its sprawling rest and dropped down on the trail of cum she'd left during her flight from class. The janitor swished the mop back and forth to obscure the mess, then without warning the stall swung open. Why Shokushu built their stalls so that they could be unlocked from the outside Diana would never understand. "Ah gotta clean up, so if ye jes' gotta cry ye cin..." The janitor's halted his speech mid sentence, his jaw and lips still chewing on the rest as he blinked at the familiar girl in front of him. Cute silk panties dark in the center, bunched below the slim blond's knees. Quivering white strands bridged the distance between unmentionables and the lady's private parts, which were a shade of red as angry as a hornet's nest, and spewing an unbroken ribbon of honey from the glistening split in the swollen mound. Her navel jumped constantly in a flat tummy that trembled with peculiar vigor, and her finely formed breasts bulged around the edges of her bra in a way that deeply appealed to the janitor's love of excess flesh. His own organ pushed at the front of his trousers, pulsing with his heavy heartbeats. "Hooooeeey." The janitor whistled an appreciate catcall. "Don't ye jes' look sweet as pie. It's the girl from this mornin'. How are ye miss? Ye look much better all scrubbed up, yessir." _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Mon May 02, 2011 10:59 pm

Diana Varnia Joined: Wed Jan 16, 2008 11:20 pm Posts: 1026	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Diana's eyes were puffy from crying, her whole body feeling swollen to proportions it is unaccustomed to, from her puffy eyes, her full breasts, her up until this morning untouched womb and her swollen pussy. In the haze of tears, the girl's eyes could barely make out the janitor's face, just barely recognizing his voice. "P-please... Don't look at me, just leave me alone..." She was sobbing loudly, her face red now, her neck and cheeks flushed as the hot nectar continued spilling from her unrecognizable honey pot. Her fingers finally defeated the poor girl's will, her index finger flexing against her clit as she began to rub her pussy with two of her other fingers, her digits quickly becoming coated in the excess of sex nectar. She was just trying to concentrate on keeping some semblence of control over herself, suddenly not even caring about the janitor's presence or his very apparent boner. Dark spots begin to form in her bra as her luscious and full breasts are barely contained by her bra, the rough fabric stimulating her nipples into the extent of secreting small amounts of the fluid that now fills them. She continues to cry, tears flowing endlessly down her cheeks despite the fact that she's pleasuring herself incessantly and that her body is reacting by spilling ever more of her hot sex juice into the toilet, which is by now an off-white, smoky color as her jizz pollutes the water. _________________ Diana Varnia Soft skinned and Paranoid Looking forward to some encounters of the tentacle variety.
Mon May 02, 2011 11:35 pm

niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Mr. Orson Dancy had been with Shokushu for most of his natural life. The faculty had needed a unique sort of individual to fill his position on campus, a person who possessed only the flimsiest sense of morality, but who recognized and obeyed authority, someone who was reliable and humble enough to accept a low paying job without possibility of advancement. Mr. Dancy turned out to be that person, some thirty seven years prior, and he acquiesced to the job of Shokushu Custodian #00 after an unusual amount of information about Shokushu's purpose was revealed to him. Shokushu Custodian #00 meant that Mr. Dancy had the dubious privilege of a guaranteed paycheck in exchange for basic janitorial services, and more importantly, training and directing other janitors as they came and gone. His was the only permanent janitorial position. Others learned too much and were memory wiped, then sent home. Mr. Dancy knew all about the goings on of Shokushu, and the only opinion he had on the matter was that aliens were too damned messy. He'd accepted this job for a single reason, uninhibited access to vulnerable young women. Therefore the sight Mr. Dancy found himself afforded that day in Shokushu's 3B student bathroom lifted his spirits better than a thermos of his favorite espresso. The travails he'd experienced cleaning the janitorial closet earlier that day evaporated from his memory, replaced by the sultry image of a nubile little tart helplessly frigging herself on the toilet seat. Orson let his coffee-stained teeth show between agile lips, chin stubble quivering in anticipation. Diana's clothes hung off her in manner he found more erotic than sheer nakedness, presenting a state of fetching dishevelment. Her young body had the shape of a teenager's, but for the moment her sex and ripe breasts were voluptuously turgid, like those of a mature woman, and the combination titillated him, reminiscent of the lewd, exaggerated cartoon pornography he'd sometimes found in the trash cans to his unabashed delight. And best of all, as he watched her finger fuck herself despite crippling shame he understood that she would not, could not resist his advances. A shadow fell over Diana as Mr. Dancy stepped closer, cracking his gristly knuckles in a series of grinding pops. Then he reconsidered, walking briskly toward the exit. The sound of a key scraping into a hole, and of tumblers locking into place, signified that the poor girl was trapped. The janitor returned, swinging the keys on his belt loop merrily for awhile, before he stepped into the stall and closed the door behind him. "It's the creetures ain't it missy?" Orson rumbled sympathetically. He gave his most charming smile, crooked, but broad, showing off his broad, cleft chin and incongruously blue eyes. "They done a number on ye didn' they? Well don' cry missy, ah seen it all afore and I cin help, yessir ah can." He reached out and gripped Diana's hand in his own, and she felt the muscles of hard labor beneath the roughened skin as he dragged her hand away. "Now don't be doin' that, not when I cin do a better job eh?" His hands, though rough, were remarkably clean, and he knelt down in front of Diana, placing a large palm on her head in an attempt to sooth her. "Jes' close yer eyes and I'll help ye through it girly. You want old Orson's help now don'cha?" _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Tue May 03, 2011 12:34 am

Diana Varnia Joined: Wed Jan 16, 2008 11:20 pm Posts: 1026	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) The girl's mind was reeling and beyond logical thought. She felt desperate and, seeing the first sign of kindness, immediately what feeble amount of will she had left clung to it. "P-please help me... I don't want to feel like this any more." Her eyes desperately look up at him, tears continuing to come down her cheeks. She spread her thighs further apart, her pussy aching to be filled suddenly far more then it had in weeks. Yet she saw the look in his eyes, she saw the power in his arms, yet her body demanded to be taken by him. In a final bid of will, she closed her thighs, her hands pressing against his shoulders, trying to push him away. "Help m-me by letting me go... P-please." Her push was weak and at best it wouldn't even open a door. The janitor grinned, feeling her pathetic attempts to stop him and taking them as just play-fighting, which she wasn't really putting up. Mr. Dancy leaned in, his clean hand reaching up to undo her bra and release those engorged, full breasts. He undoes his pants, running his finger across her wet pussy, seeing that he didn't have to put any more effort into wetting the young woman. He rubs his half-erect penis against her slit, smiling as the squelching sound reaches his ears. "Yer so wet already, m'dear, let me take away yer needin'. Make sure ye be satisfied and not be beggin' 'em fer more." A lewd smile blossomed on his cracked lips and he lined himself up with her sweet loins. With a strong grunt, his thick, veiny member thrust into her pussy, as if it were a knife piercing a ripe fruit. Her juices oozed around the easily-thrusting cock, as he began to set up a steady pace of pumping into her sopping wet pussy. "N-no..." were the last coherent words that left her lips, before her vocal cords were replaced by animal-like throat that could only create animal moans and groans. _________________ Diana Varnia Soft skinned and Paranoid Looking forward to some encounters of the tentacle variety.
Tue May 03, 2011 1:11 am

niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Ordinarily Orson would have buttered the young girl up using his fingers, with which he was well versed and understandably proud. Diana didn't require that kind of attention though, and her needy gaze beckoned at him too sweetly for him to delay. What kind of unkind oaf would he be if he teased such a distraught woman, he thought to himself in satisfaction as he slid his growing member into her. He'd never felt another cunt so moist or steaming hot, and instantly he hardened fully. Now up to the task he strained forward, seating himself eagerly between her swollen folds. His bulk knocked her rear against the toilet's back, smushing her cheeks against unyielding, cool porcelain. His position over her wasn't graceful, as he had to half crouch, but as her legs wrapped around him he gave her a perverted grin, inordinately pleased. The fact that there was an actual couch near the bathroom door only made his pumping Diana over the toilet more fulfilling for him, knowing that she needed him so badly. Veins palpitated vigorously under the skin of his cock in huge knots that rasped inside Diana's cunt, while Orson's mighty rhythm acquired steadily greater force. "Errruuuuhhhggg! Mmrrmm mmrrmm mrruuuh! God missy, ye sure uuuhhh know how ta take it like a big girl." Orson remarked in his ribald way. By now his thrusts were bouncing his pretty doxy roughly, making the basin on the back of the toilet jostle and slosh. "Jes' a sec' girly, lemme make this easier." Orson ceased his ministrations long enough to scoop Diana's backside in his palms, not missing the chance to grope her round derriere, before he pulled her close and started to stand. He lifted Diana with his hands and prick, unbending his knees, and tottered forward until Diana's shoulder blades hit the tiles and her ass rested on the toilet's basin. "Good girl...gooood..." Mr. Dancy enthused, swiping his forearm across his sweating eyebrows. His rod had gained considerable girth while he fucked his partner, and now it jumped like a friendly dog within Diana's twat. Orson felt his sperm percolating within him, but he wanted to delay for awhile, so he kept still. Diana's breasts were caged in the man's sweating grip, skillfully fondled. He that the plumpness of her tits signified milk, making him lick his lips as he fantasized tugging her turgid nipples into a mess of froth. His fingers prodded here and there, testing her buttons, hoping for a squeal or any other indication that he'd touched an especially receptive place. Whenever he succeeded he'd torment the spot for a while before continuing his experimentation. Minutes of exacting discovery yielded a number of options to him, so armed with a new erotic repertoire he started to cruelly molest Diana's firm tits, burying each fingertip into the beauty's bust where they would do the lustiest damage, now and again tweaking rubbery aureoles or snapping his fingers over streaming nipples. When milk proceeded to lubricate his palms he felt the pleasure of a job well done. In the midst of all this, having marshaled his stamina, his hips recommenced their surging, so again Diana's bum smacked the wall while the custodian's textured organ juiced her torrid cunt. Diana sensed the man's motions gain momentum, his muscles seized in breeding frenzy, his cock swelling toward a carnal finality. "I'm gunna! I'm gunna!" the janitor announced. The bell clanged in the hallways as if to announce that he'd made good on his promise. For the second time that day poor Diana felt greasy spunk burbling between her legs. _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Tue May 03, 2011 5:47 pm

Diana Varnia Joined: Wed Jan 16, 2008 11:20 pm Posts: 1026	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Lewd moans and gasps of pleasure left the young woman's lips throughout the ordeal, as she felt his considerable girth slip into her, yet at the same time the young woman felt that she needed something more, that the janitor's respectable 8" weren't enough. As the man finished his business and dismounted, sliding his sopping wet prick from her oozing loins, he gave her a crooked, satisfied smile. As he wiped his cock on her thighs, making sure to leave as much of his seed behind as possible, he grinned at her. "Now, ye best be gettin' yer clothes back on, see? Lest ye be attractin' more of 'em baddies out der. I best be finishin' cleanin', eh? Take care o' yerself, lass." Orson smiled and nodded his head in appreciation for the role Diana had served as a sperm toilet. The young woman's eyes were closed, her fingers working her pussy and pushing the lips apart to let the hot cum drip out of her into the toilet beneath her. She heard the man zip up as he put his pants back on, she heard him close the door and continue on with his cleaning as he continued whistling his song from where he left off. Diana opened her eyes, looking down to see her pussy ooze hot cum down into the toilet. Diana took a big wad of toilet paper and began cleaning herself, sniffling and crying once more as she did so, feeling even more defiled then before, another grudge mentally created against male-kind. She even took the time to clean up her breasts, her nipples oozing warm milk down her volumptuous tits. After cleaning up the worst off of herself, feeling presentable again, Diana began to pull her bra over her breasts, yet felt unable to do so, as the garment was made for supporting breasts at least a cup smaller. She bit her lower lip and removed the garment altogether, pulling her shirt down over her head, deciding to go without a bra, praying that she could pass off and that this day would be over sooner rather then later. She decided to skip the rest of her classes and just go into her dorm to see if she could find a way to ease this swelling in her nethers and calm her breasts. Pushing herself down from the basin carefully and pulling her cum-stained panties up over her womanhood (a quiet gasp left her lips once the now cool liquid touched her nether lips), she opened the stall and power walked out of the bathroom, not even sparing the janitor who was still mopping a second glance. She walked out of the main building of the University, feeling her pussy squelch and ooze unnaturally as she walked, her thighs rubbing together and creating even more heat between her loins. When sunlight met her eyes, she began squinting and grunted softly, feeling pain in her eyes from the bright, direct light. The young woman's walk to her dormitory was relatively uneventful, except for the occasional student who had indeed noticed her and remarked that she looked like a girl from a popular couple of pictures being texted throughout the campus. A few of the girls even tried approaching Diana, offering to continue what she started in private. Diana shrugged off their hands, ignored some of the worried glances, returned the unhappy glares and shunned the looks of erotic disbelief. At last, the young woman sulked to her room and closed the door with a resounding crash. She threw herself into bed and closed her eyes, taking a few moments to relax, the cool breeze from her open window cooling her. Diana felt her exposed skin cool considerably from the breeze and felt the temptation to fully shed her clothing, but figured that if she did, something else would go terribly wrong and further bullying would commence. So instead the young woman flopped onto her stomach and laid her head on the pillow, fully intending to nap the rest of the afternoon away, when suddenly those aching pains in her stomach returned. She slid her hand beneath her stomach and rubbed the tender spot. As she lay on her front, her nipples were ground against her shirt and more of the warm milk escaped the tender nubs. She still felt dissatisfied, her hands unwillingly returning to the menstrations of pleasure upon both her pussy and her breast. Diana sobbed uncontrollably as she masturbated, having yet to cum since her scene in class. She could feel the different texture in her vagina between her own jizz and that of the janitor, as his was thicker and syrupy, while hers seemed almost water-like in consistency. This renewed sensitivity further disgusted the young woman, who wept openly. _________________ Diana Varnia Soft skinned and Paranoid Looking forward to some encounters of the tentacle variety.
Tue May 03, 2011 6:26 pm

niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Diana felt herself to have escaped the rest of the school. Yes, she'd succeeded in sequestering herself from her classmates and avoided any accidental meetings with the faculty, but at Shokushu rumors had a life of their own, and seldom did gossip run its course as it did in other schools, withering eventually under the influence of time and competing rumors. At Shokushu a story wasn't gone until it had come to a proper conclusion. If such a conclusion wasn't forthcoming the audience had a tendency to provide their own. In an era of fanfiction and social media, there were plenty of students willing to appropriate the script. Diana's room was moist with the sound of tears and moans. Her fingers stroked her sore loins at a renegade pace, thighs scissored around both her wrists while she busily petted herself. The otherwise soft sheets rasped her nipples into flaming desire, but nothing she did seemed to appease the strange emptiness Natsuki had so casually injected her with. As she squirmed miserably on her bed she heard a breathy, feminine noise from her window. Instantaneously Diana's limbs were paralyzed. Somebody was at her window. She glanced, and saw a fellow student with a foot planted on her windowsill, engaged in clambering into her room. Her tawny calves bulged from the exercise, a glossed smile directed cunningly at the distraught girl who's room she was invading. The intruder landed on the carpet with a hop, flouncing a bit, swiping the hem of her regulation skirt and vainly tossing her boyish crop of black hair. Without a word she strode across the room, perfectly sure she wouldn't be obstructed while Diana was so shamefully occupied, and flicked the lock open. "Hey there, I'm Tanya." The intruder introduced herself casually, giving a little wave of her fingers. At the same time the door swung open to admit two more fit young women, each with a school satchel flung over a shoulder. They fairly strutted as they were admitted, mirroring Tanya's wave. "And the blond is Chelsie, and Ms. Braids there is Courtney." Courtney fiddled with one of her floor length pigtails, brunette plaits burnished by omnipresent sunlight. Chelsie bent forward to kick backward at the door, allowing an ample view of her decolletage as the door thumped shut, bared by a blouse whose top half lay unbuttoned. Diana saw immediately that Chelsie, like herself, had dispensed with her bra today, except that Chelsie's immodesty seemed designed specifically to highlight her bosomy figure. Courtney looked the softest of the three, having neither Tanya's svelte muscle tone or Chelsie's endowments, but instead looked to be sheathed in delicate freckled skin over plush, padded flesh. The three of them fanned out to cover each open side of Diana's bed, unbuckling their handbags, showing sinister grins. "We heard all about your situation darling." Chelsie simpered, drawing a cell phone meaningfully from her bag. "You had a bad day in class didn't you?" Courtney added in a voice as soft as her appearance. "Maybe we can make you feel better." Tanya cooed. Unlucky Diana. Everybody wanted to help her today. _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Tue May 03, 2011 7:31 pm

Diana Varnia Joined: Wed Jan 16, 2008 11:20 pm Posts: 1026	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) It was all over, she'd told herself, she'd finally found a place of solace and comfort. But it was shattered when she saw the trio of undoubtedly beautiful girls enter her room through various means. The first one to approach her was Chelsie. Her expression was soft and caring. She climbed onto Diana's bed from the right side, politely taking off her shoes before doing so and gently kissing the blond on the forehead. "You poor thing, you must feel so beside yourself," the woman cooed carefully. Her voice became a lot sterner, yet she still held that tone of talking to a child. "Would you like me to help you feel better, baby?" Maybe they were honest, maybe they actually felt bad for her and wanted to actually help her feel better. Before she knew what she was doing, Diana's tear-stricken face was bobbing up and down in an affirmative nod. The young woman grinned and put a hand on each of Diana's cheeks, before leaning down and kissing her firmly on the mouth. She laid down beside the depressed blond, her stocking-covered leg sliding over the blond's bare thigh, rubbing it slowly as she forced her tongue past the woman's lips and into her mouth. She sucked on Diana's mouth, drawing out her tongue into her own mouth, which hesitantly followed. As all of this was happening, Tanya began to undress, making sure that the door was locked again before setting up her phone on the dresser, turning it so that it had a great view of the scene happening before her, turning on the phone's camera and she began recording. A lewd smile spread on her lips as she watched Chelsie's hand begin to push aside Diana's blouse, her eyes open as she kissed the blond, regarding the lack of bra and a smile curling the corners of her lips. Her fingers curled and stroked the now vulnerable cleavage, giving the mammary a gentle squeeze before rolling it. Tanya stood in her undergarments, her fingers slowly stroking her own slit as she watched the pair. Courtney stood aside, watching, clearly aroused by her squirming, but too shy to actually participate. Tanya walked over to the young woman, stroking her arm. "Come on, babe, don't be awkward." Courtney looked at her, before being forcibly kissed on the mouth. Her back was pressed against the wall, out of sight of the camera, and Tanya pushed her lips open with her own to start making out with the petite woman. _________________ Diana Varnia Soft skinned and Paranoid Looking forward to some encounters of the tentacle variety.
Tue May 03, 2011 8:05 pm

niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) After the manipulative attention of the custodian and the consequently degrading fuck she'd taken part in, Diana did not resent the three women for storming her room as they had, because their advances felt so much kindlier. Chelsie approached her with obsequious politeness, nothing malicious hidden in her gaze. There was lust, but that was honest, and instead of mauling her with her hands Chelsie began with a sympathetic kiss on her forehead. Diana's blush came to the fore at once. She was touched at the buxom vixen's gentleness, and she wondered if perhaps these girls were what she'd been lusting after during class. The monster who had accosted her, who'd started this entire sumptuous ordeal, had been a woman. Didn't it make sense that if Diana craved more then women could sooth her ache? Chelsie's careful unfastening of her blouse summoned Diana from her encroaching reverie. Silky fingers, tapered, tipped by manicured nails, rubbed her naked breast. The texture of her skin brushing Diana's seemed to draw her arousal into crystal shards whose cutting edges wreaked ecstatic havoc through her nerves. When Chelsie cupped her breast the crystals shot about, and when she rolled the flesh they burst into hot smithereens, melting hotly, transforming her plump breast into a roiling cauldron of heat. Her nipple stretched in reaction, lengthening until steaming milk bubbled from it, venting over the cherry shaded crown of Diana's teat like the eruption of a new hot spring. How could Diana resist Chelsie's welcoming kiss following such magnificent caresses? Tanya had other concerns for the moment, navigating her cell phone's menu to activate video recording. The dresser provided an acceptable angle to capture the ensuing action, and since she didn't care much about the details of cinematography she propped the phone against a convenient stuffed bear. Good enough. She gave a glance toward Courtney, who, sensing her eyes, faced her long enough to exchange an bemused expression with her. Diana gave in so willingly that some of the more outlandish rumors might even be true. A nymphomaniac at their mercy would be fun; an added benefit to the status they'd receive after releasing the footage. But Tanya wasn't about to let Chelsie monopolize their quarry, and she entered the view of the camera to interrupt the two entangled girls. Her aggressiveness sent them out of the camera's view, but Courtney raided Chelsie's dropped bag, maneuvering her hand amongst its other contents to retrieve another phone, which she set about preparing in another corner of the room, ensuring that nothing could be missed from then on. Chelsie pouted at having Diana stolen from her, while the darker woman commanded Diana's tongue with singleminded tenacity. To even the odds, she yanked on her own blouse, sending buttons springing toward the bedspread. The rent garment billowed, held precariously over her breasts by taut, broad nipples. "Which of us do you want first hun?" Chelsie inquired in a deliberately sultry voice. Courtney typed the tawdry details of the present encounter into her cell, sending the licentious story along the grapevine. In seconds her handheld was vibrating sporadically, announcing incoming texts three or four at a time. Biting one of her fingers, Courtney ceased her gossiping and slipped the phone under the waistband of her panties. "Oh my..." Courtney murmured her approval with closed eyes. _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Tue May 03, 2011 9:10 pm

Diana Varnia Joined: Wed Jan 16, 2008 11:20 pm Posts: 1026	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Diana felt the hot liquid starting to run down her breasts, and the strange heat in her loins growing from the girl's demonstrations. Would she be able to resist their advances? Clearly not, as she glanced from woman to woman, each one seeming very eager to take her, except the distant one named Courtney. Diana's lewd mind decided that she didn't want to be roughly fucked any more, she wanted to slow things down. She beckoned towards Courtney, who stood there with her cell vibrating constantly in her thighs. The young woman seemed to be the only one who wasn't in a rush to get the young Diana splayed out and screaming for sex. Courtney blinked and tilted her head, her cheeks flushed bright pink. She was so busy enjoying the constant vibrating of her cell phone she'd forgotten their purpose for being there. She pulled down her skirt and took off her blouse, approaching the prone Diana in her modest underpants. She knelt down beside her, the square shape of her phone still very prominent in her underpants. Diana felt the urge to kiss this girl, with her soft features and her seemingly innocent stance. And so she did, pulling her down to kiss on the lips. Tanya smirked and knelt back down to the duffel bag she'd brought, looking through its contents. A bright smile blossomed on her face with a devious curl at the end when she found one of her favorite toys. She displayed it to the camera, a double-ended vibrator. As Courtney and Diana kissed timidly, Chelsea busied herself with suckling on the young woman's now exposed chest (Diana's blouse had been unbuttoned completely within moments of their arrival). She was pleasantly surprised that with an application of pressure and a bit of suckling a warm stream of milk would greet her greedy lips. Diana moaned softly into Courtney's mouth, who would proceed to silence the blond with her tongue. The woman's right hand cupped Diana's cheek while her left stroked and rolled Diana's free breast. Chelsey wasted no time, rubbing Diana's stomach in slow circles, initiating ticklish twitches from the young woman. By now Tanya had pleasantly managed to slick up her vibrator with a mixture of saliva and her own pussy juices (after an experimental thrust into her own salivating nethers) and slid it deep into her pussy. Sighing in satisfaction, she turned it on and waited to regain control of her numbing legs before approaching Diana and spreading her legs apart. Unaware of what was happening, Diana's eyes shot open when suddenly a thick vibrator pushed its way into her hyper-sensitive cunny. While Tanya was hoping for a less slick entry to roughen things up, she was still greeted by much squirming on Diana's behalf. A smile spread on her lips as she started to pump the vibrator through the blond's wet folds, and by extension thrust it back into herself. Tanya's sex nectar dripped down the vibrator onto Diana's hot pussy, each thrust mixing a few more droplets into the concoction of cum that was currently present in the poor woman's vagina. Each push brought another muffled moan into Courtney's mouth and occasionally slipped Diana's nipple from Chelsey's hungry lips, causing a small spray of milk to dribble down her chin before she managed to get the rolling breast back under control. _________________ Diana Varnia Soft skinned and Paranoid Looking forward to some encounters of the tentacle variety.
Thu May 05, 2011 6:36 pm

niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Showmanship had been forgone in the ensuing escapades of the female foursome; Diana taking the role of appreciative host as the other three women took advantage of her according to their individual taste. The cellphones, abandoned in their corners (one still receiving titillated texts under Courtney's waistband) stood as promissory audience to the spectacle, storing the sight in their unerring memory for later display. For now their presence was disregarded, barely important compared to the immediacy of Diana's sighs as she ripped her mouth from Courtney's lips to steal a breath of air, or the uncertain flexing of her legs as they sought purchase around Tanya's vigorous hips, or the sudden jolting of Diana's stomach as Chelsie swirled her nails around the wanton blond's navel. Chelsie, for her part, wondered about the thready fount of milk stemming from Diana's nipple. Could it be that the girl was pregnant? If so, that might explain her rumored behavior in class. Chelsea had heard that pregnant women sometimes experienced uncontrollable lust at random. The prospect bothered her, yet she also found the idea curiously stimulating, which only bothered her more. Perhaps a more reserved girl such as Courtney would have withdrawn, but Chelsea was infatuated with naughtiness, particularly as it related to sex, so the implied vulgarity of her embrace with Diana merely served to further thrill her. In delight she clapped her thighs around her partner's waist in a lewd sort of hug. As she pushed Courtney's face away to give Diana a kiss Diana tasted the mild sweetness of her own milk, and felt the heat of the buxom hussy's pussy seeping over her. "Hey! Be nice Chels!" Courtney protested, frowning, as she thrust the voluptuous woman off Diana with an indignant hand. The two quarreled awhile over rights to their lover's lips, half wrestling, until Tanya grew annoyed by their rambunctious infighting, finally interrupting them by way of loud smacks to their bottoms. Both recoiled at the pain, and might have included the tanned beauty in their dispute, but her serious expression coupled with her earnest rutting was so comical that they began to snicker instead. Soon all three were laughing, and the lovemaking ebbed in pace, giving Diana a small respite. "C'mon Courtney, don't kiss her all day." Tanya urged her shy friend afterwards. "I want to hear Diana moan." Courtney blushed fiercely at the comment but acquiesced. In a moment she'd captured one of Diana's turgid nipples in her pliant mouth. Chelsea smiled and hoisted Diana up to slide on the sheets until she was underneath her. Diana reclined against the length of Chelsea's sweat slick body, slipping as Tanya recommenced her thrusting. She felt her head pulled into Chelsea's cleavage, bulging breasts rising to surround her ears so that she could hear the quick pounding of a heartbeat as if thudding in her own brain. Courtney, meanwhile, guided Diana's hands low as she mounted her. She couldn't bear to say the words, but her body language clearly signaled what she wanted Diana to do with her hands as she ground her sex into Diana's belly. Tanya glistened in the light, nipples outstretched, shedding drops of perspiration. Gritting her teeth as she clenched around the vibrating phallus half impaled in her own cunt, she held the jellied shaft firmly and bucked, driving the living softness of the toy forward with all her power. The object stimulated reciprocally, its oscillations triggering a current of electricity that crackled between Tanya and Diane, seizing their flesh for moments in the paralysis of rapture before Tanya shoved into her partner once more. _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:42 pm

Diana Varnia Joined: Wed Jan 16, 2008 11:20 pm Posts: 1026	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Diana was lost in the euphoria of the moment, her senses clouded and dulled by the musky scent that filled the room. She did not struggle, accomodating the women as well as she could, for they certainly did so the unwittingly televised Diana. She was being broadcast to hundreds of cell-phones as she moaned. Yet she was barely aware of anything beyond the present moment. The young woman was finally given a few, long moments of relative respite. Each push into her plump pussy caused a familiar squelch, each caress of her breast brought an instinctive moan, but Diana's eyes were passionless. It was like someone going through the acts of ecstasy and passion, but not actually experiencing them. The girls didn't know the difference, but Diana certainly did. Her toes curled, her eyes clenched, her body experienced powerful emotions after the girls rekindled their passions. Chelsea fondled the blond's breast and rolled her clit in unison with Tanya's animalistic thrusts into the nubile woman. Courtney took the blond's free nipple into her mouth, pressing Diana's hand flat over her stomach and grinding her cunt into the woman's palm, like a desperate puppy seeking its master's attention. Diana responded by curling her fingers and prodding into the woman's warmth, causing soft squeaks of pleasure against Diana's lactating teat. It bled warm milk into the woman's mouth, the tartness placating her while the sweetness excited her. Tanya was the first to go. She fluttered her eyes and let out a glorious war-cry to announce her orgasm. She kept on pumping into the blond for a few moments before her quivering hips stilled and her mouth hung open. She dismounted Diana after she rode out her orgasm on the still vibrating weapon attached to her naval. She removed the double-sided dildo from the woman's throbbing cunt, and watched in amazement as no orgasm proceeded to come from the woman. Tanya leant down and was strictly annoyed that she had not succeeded in making Diana cum before her. She was about to stuff her face into the woman's cunt when Courtney squealed. "Hey, she's not moving!" The other girl poked her head out from behind Diana's shoulder, Chelsea looking frightened as well. "Think she passed out?" Chelsea pondered this for a few moments, considering the implications of having her way with an unconscience girl. Tanya swore under her breath and immediately moved away from Diana, stalking the room in the nude as the relatively motionless girl glistened in the sunlight flowing in through the window. "We need to leave," she announced suddenly. Courtney disagreed, wanting to remain to help the unconscience blond. Chelsea also disagreed, but that was because she wanted to experiment. However, a fourth and unfamiliar voice joined the quartet of females. "Why leave? The fun's only just begun, my dears," Natsuki said softly. _________________ Diana Varnia Soft skinned and Paranoid Looking forward to some encounters of the tentacle variety.
Wed Apr 25, 2012 6:56 am

niellwyn Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.	Re: Dismay then conquer... (For niellwyn) Chelsie stiffened in place, staring fixedly at the rumpled bedspread rather than confirm that somebody had discovered their sordid game. Both Courtney and Tanya whirled at the interruption, doing their belated best to hide the telltale evidence of their impropriety. Courtney made to wipe Diana's milk from her chin with one hand while covering the cell phone tucked in her underwear with the other. Tanya, out of sheer reflex, flung the happily-humming dildo she was still carrying across the bed. The thrumming device rolled over the sheets and finally dropped onto the floorboards, where its vibrations were amplified into a dull buzzing reminiscent of bees swirling underneath the bed. The incriminating noise served to render the situation all the more awkward as Tanya stood dumbly in place, absolutely nude from the waist down, hairless snatch glistening in the sunlight while her loose, button-less blouse failed entirely to conceal pointed breasts the color of almonds. Tanya floundered, mentally transfixed by the sight of Natsuki's perched on the lip of the dresser, resplendent in school uniform and fuzzy white stockings, dangling her legs with teddy bear and Tanya's cell phone in her lap. She cast her eyes toward the closed window and the equally closed doorway, disturbed to find that the lock remained in place as she'd left it. Could Diana's room be connected to another dorm, perhaps through the bathroom, in violation of the setup prevailing throughout every single other dorm she'd ever encountered? It sounded stupid even in her head, not to mention desperate. What had the newcomer done to make her so terrified anyway? Equally stupid, she reminded herself. Breaking school rules, lewd behavior, trespassing, the list of transgressions grew the more she thought of it. "Maybe we'll just..." Tanya began, trying to marshal her thoughts, when Courtney emitted a shriek and bolted past her. Pigtails flopped, streaming through the air, and the door was abruptly wrestled ajar to the sound of feet hastily pounding down the hallway. Natsuki responded with an unconcerned smile, fiddling with the cell phone she'd acquired. Something about that smile didn't sit well with Tanya, too unruffled and confident for somebody in her circumstances. Shock would be appropriate for a student, or disdain for a Prefect, but so far Natsuki hadn't made any accusations, or for that matter gave any indication that any of the other girls in the room mattered at all. Worse, Natsuki never looked away from Tanya. She seemed to openly admire her body, but without any element of titillation or embarrassment, as if the androgynous beauty's nudity were commonplace, even expected. Her attention made Tanya feel diminished, unremarkable, assessed and dismissed at once. "Have you come to a decision yet, pretty?" Natsuki asked, including Chelsie in the scope of her question. Chelsie elected at that point to stand and walk out the door. She faced downward, abashed, as she retreated. Don't look up. Don't acknowledge. No sudden movements. Tanya, alone, shuddered. "W-what?" Tanya's throat had become incredibly dry. "Will you leave, or will you stay for the fun?" Natsuki clarified in the tone of a grocer asking 'paper or plastic'? Tanya wanted to stay to search Diana's drawer for a new blouse, reclaim her things, and put on her panties, but there was no chance that she'd approach the dresser while Natsuki was sitting on it. The woman smiled again, and Tanya's stomach filled with chalk dust. Pausing only to snatch up her skirt and throw it around her hips she backed toward the door, keeping Natsuki in her sights until she was safely away. The door shut, and Tanya fled from the dormitories as quickly as she could without panties on, clutching her blouse closed. _________________ viewtopic.php?f=7&t=851&start=0 Send a PM anytime you feel like an RP with Natsuki. She's not shy!
Wed Apr 25, 2012 8:22 pm

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