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F-Chat Log: ADH-21fcce5762c6089be9c8, Sat Oct 24 2015 15:06:31 GMT-0400 (Eastern Daylight Time)

[09:28] Caylen Dawnchaser turned in the bar seat to look at Blake with a raised eyebrow, she gave a little salute "Howdy."
[09:29] Blake Schofield smiled to Caylen as he turned to look out at the room. "Quiet in here today, isn't it?"
[09:31] Caylen Dawnchaser shakes her head and points at Erica "She just came in. Lord Devendal is showering..I think Jazz is still awake and Eva is sitting somewhere watching."
[09:32] Erica McLaglen waves to the pointing lady and rubs the back of her neck, cocking her hips to the side.
[09:33] Caylen Dawnchaser waves back with a rather goofy smile.
[09:35] Lilielle Waves, piping up from next to Jazz "I'm here too!"
[09:35] Kelvin Maxwell blinks slowly as he looks around at the current events.
[09:36] Caylen Dawnchaser peeks around Jazz and spots Lilielle, with a tiny squeak, she hugs her friend succubi "And she is here!"
[09:36] Blake Schofield blinked sleepily at Caylen gave him the run-down. "Guess you're right. But it's not polite to point." He laughed.
[09:37] Caylen Dawnchaser scoffs "Says who! I'm my own boss." She pouts and puts a thumb to her chest.
[09:38] Kelvin Maxwell: .....
[09:38] Aurelius Reiss Turns his head from the resting couch at hearing a familiar voice. Sure enough, the energetic jackal has already made herself home in the room. He eyed the book on her hands and cocked a smile. "Never a dull moment with you, is there Jazz?"
[09:38] Kelvin Maxwell extends his arm and points at Blake.
[09:38] Jesse McManor waves his arm around, indicating he was still there
[09:46] Erica McLaglen flops
[09:47] Tommy Waytes carefully places a small muffin on Erica's tummy
[09:47] Caylen Dawnchaser helps Erica up.
[09:47] Jazz Jakobs is still quite content reading her shit, waving at people and offering smiles at others to remain polite though for the most part just doing her own thing~
[09:48] Caylen Dawnchaser peeks at Jazz's book "Whats the manga? Is it Gamer? It's a pretty good Manga series."
[09:48] Aric Summers stares at the blood elf in awe
[09:48] Caylen Dawnchaser feels she is being stared at.
[09:48] Aric Summers looks down then back up at her "Um... Sorry... You're like... Damn..
[09:48] Aric Summers: "
[09:49] Kosku sways slowly into the room before he lands upside down into a sofa.
[09:49] Jazz Jakobs: I tried Gamer. Got bored when it got silly.
[09:49] Erica McLaglen finds it weird how someone placed a muffin on her belly when she's face down in the floor.
[09:50] Kelvin Maxwell holds his belly and laughs lightly. "He's saying your damned! You're unholy!" Points at Caylen.
[09:50] Tommy Waytes ponders. Who's belly did he place a muffin on then?... It's fine, he has backups. Instead, he balances one on her bottom with a grin. "There we go."
[09:51] Lilielle is quite content reading Jazz's shit
[09:51] Major General Reaper stops texting and looks up from my phone "Someone said something about being unholy?"
[09:51] Caylen Dawnchaser: I still like the whole system and grinding thing, it's pretty funny. But the whole..I don't know the word for it..The tenseness between the main character and the females gets stale. Like. Make a move already, this isn't a shounen.
[09:52] Caylen Dawnchaser looks at the people and frowns "I'm not unholy. I'm actually a priestess."
[09:52] Kelvin Maxwell is apparently the people now. He warms up his elbow...
[09:53] Aric Summers shakes his head "I never said you were unholy... Honestly, I'm speechless from your beauty"
[09:53] Caylen Dawnchaser blinks "Oh. Well that's just being an elf. Unless you're a male, then you're accused of being gay."
[09:54] Erica McLaglen resists almost every fiber of her that tells her to kick Tommy in the crotch. The last fiber only making her press her footpaw into it, toes curling slightly.
[09:54] Kosku just watches everyone socializing together, amused by the upside down perspective.
[09:56] Tommy Waytes blinks, then looks down. "...this is either a warning.. or an invitation..." He takes the muffin off, tossing it to the counter. "Gonna renege on the side of caution.." Though, as she presses her footpad into his crotch, she can feel a slight stirring in his groin, making him swallow.
[09:58] Kelvin Maxwell brushed himself off and walked over to Caylen. He raised his elbow and placed it gently on her shoulder pretending to lean against her like a shelf. "You see. Elves are exotic to other races and tend to be desired by many including but not limited to humans, orcs, dwarves, orcs, cat people, orcs, minotaurs, orcs... Did I mention Orcs?"
[09:59] Erica McLaglen felt the stirring and slid hr paw behind him, pulling him over the couch and onto her back, "So just what do you think you're doing, puppy?"
[09:59] Caylen Dawnchaser rolls her eyes and nods "Yes. I've had my fair share of greenskins and their interests."
[09:59] Lilielle: I'm off to bed
[09:59] Lilielle: See you all later
[09:59] Jazz Jakobs: Sleep well Lily.
[10:00] Caylen Dawnchaser waves bye to Lily, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
[10:00] Kelvin Maxwell pat Caylen gently on the head. "I'm sure you have.." Casually transformed into a large tiger and brushed his side against her.
[10:00] Aric Summers thinks 'Desired by Aric'
[10:00] Tommy Waytes lands with a small oof, chest to Caylen's back, his groin pressed into her plushy, brown furred bottom. "...messin' around, tell you the truth. Kind of uh.. free spirit and all..." His crotch throbs again, the wolf well aware of the position the bear had just put him into.
[10:01] Zona P sprawls out~
[10:02] Caylen Dawnchaser blinks at all the attention and then spots Zona and smiles at her "Zona!" she pats the Tiger Kelvin.
[10:03] Kelvin Maxwell leans into the pats and growls softly.
[10:03] Zona P smiles at Caylen, wiggling her fingers a bit. "Hey you~<3"
[10:05] Erica McLaglen giggles, "Messing around? I can FEEL that, puppy!" She slid on to her rear, now in his lap her heavy butt pressed into him, "So what's the deal with the muffins, pup?"
[10:06] Caylen Dawnchaser walks up to Zona and hugs her "I think I saw Tills here, but I don't know if he is still here." She smiles more at her and hugs her a little tighter "Always good to see you!"
[10:08] Tommy Waytes leans back on the couch, letting her sit in his lap.. though, this only made his growing situation a bit stiffer. "Course you can feel it, you're sitting down on it," he says, but doesn't complain, not at all. "The muffins? I made those. I cook for a living, and I bake when I can." He rests his hands on her hips, giving a testing squeeze against her brown fur, while that heavy bottom of hers rests over an ever throbbing bulge in his shorts.
[10:09] Caylen Dawnchaser looks down at the Kelvin tiger and scratches behind his ears a little.
[10:10] Zona P hugs her back nice and tightly~<3 "I tried to prod him, but he didn't respond. Poor boy must be to busy to be snuggle-raped by his Zona~" she pouts.
[10:10] Kelvin Maxwell pushed his head into her hand and nosed her finger tips with a soft lick.
[10:12] Caylen Dawnchaser snickers "I don't think I could handle being snuggle-raped by Zona." She kisses her on the forehead "But I sure do like to watch and help."
[10:13] Zona P she purrs up at her, unable to give her round elf-tushy a firm grope, but leaves it there. "You sure do! I love it when you assist~<3 We should double-team him one day!" she giggles, looking up at her with those big piercing blue eyes of hers.
[10:13] Gramps The Old Man cartwheels, into a back tuck, landing in his patented bear flop.
[10:13] Jazz Jakobs glances up from her book for a moment, giving Zona a smile. "Hello there~ Hows the missus?"
[10:13] Erica McLaglen giggles and slides to be by his side, resting a paw precariously close to his hard bulge, "Baking, eh? You work with a lot of... Batter?" She. Squeezed his groin, licking her lips.
[10:14] Zona P waves to Jazz! "You mean bae? She's fine~<3"
[10:16] Kelvin Maxwell gently bit at Caylen's fingers growling up at her.
[10:16] Tommy Waytes reaches around, a hand trailing down the small of her back, letting it get teasingly close to that heavy, plush butt that was sitting on him a second ago. She can see the cloth of his shorts straining against the heavyset bulge in his pants. "Batter? Oh, all the time... could you say you're a big fan of messy treats like that?.." He gives a quiet groan as she squeezes his groin, member throbbing against her hand and his pants. He returns the gesture in kind, a paw gripping one of Erica's cheeks in an eager grope.
[10:17] GenesisFuz wonders if anyone wants to cuddle
[10:17] Teagan Mae is caught transfixed by the picture perfect exchange of terrible innuendo. Something of a deer in headlights stare. Somehow it strikes the blond as stranger than her slightly early haloween attire. Lycra bodysuit, black leg warmers, looking like a maniac [benditlikebecker.files.wordpress.com]. The fact that it was barely noon and she was sipping at a tequila lemonade had absolutely nothing to do with her grin.
[10:18] Caylen Dawnchaser leans down a little for Zona to give her tushy a grope if she wanted. "Your eyes a perfect to stare at, has anyone told you that? Oh and for sure, If our favorite young man and my favorite Zona wants, I will deliver to the best of my ability." she sits down beside Zona.
[10:19] Caylen Dawnchaser looked at Kelvin and patted him some more "No bites. Silly tiger."
[10:19] Zona P she smiles, putting her book down and curls her arms around the cute blood elf, snuggling up against her gently~ "That boy likes to get fucked, no matter what he says~<3" she giggles, in love with Tills' hard cock and the cute way that he moans when getting raped by her~<3
[10:20] GenesisFuz waves?
[10:20] Tommy Waytes: It's okay Teagan, we know you love the innuendo~
[10:21] Caylen Dawnchaser snickers and hugs Zona back, swaying with her back and forth and kissing her constantly on the face "Its a splendor and a true delight in assisting, Miss Zona."
[10:22] Saraa walks into the bar and looks around for a place to sit.
[10:22] Gramps The Old Man yawns, stretching out on his flop spot.
[10:22] Erica McLaglen giggles and undoes his shorts, "Prove it!" She giggles and freed his cock, sliding her kissing lips down to his fat dick, licking over him. Her tongue stud tickling over every vein.
[10:22] Caylen Dawnchaser waves at Saraa.
[10:24] Kelvin Maxwell the tiger pushed his tongue over Caylen's finger tips and nuzzled his massive muzzle into her side. His eyes watched Saraa as she was waved to.
[10:25] Tommy Waytes runs his paw through the bear's feathery brown hair, the other still kneading and playing with her cushy ass. "Well, if you insist~ Just hope you're hungry, I tend to make large batches~." He gives Teagan a wink at the latest pun, before groaning out in pleasure, that studded tongue doing wonders on his now free, throbbing shaft.
[10:26] Jazz Jakobs yawns gently.
[10:26] Gramps The Old Man sticks a finger in Jazz's mouth.
[10:26] Jazz Jakobs: >___>
[10:27] Jazz Jakobs bites.
[10:28] Gramps The Old Man wiggles it around.
[10:28] Caylen Dawnchaser looks at Jazz "What about Helsing. Whats your opinion on that."
[10:28] Jazz Jakobs: Havent read it yet.
[10:28] Kelvin Maxwell growled at Jazz passively..
[10:29] Caylen Dawnchaser nods "Pretty good, if you ever watch the anime, go watched the Abridged series by Team Four Star."
[10:29] Gramps The Old Man: Bitches love Cannons.
[10:29] Caylen Dawnchaser: (*watch
[10:29] Caylen Dawnchaser snickers at Gramps "She was a big tittied police girl."
[10:29] Saraa gives Caylen a happy smile, "Seems you caught a boy!" she grins. She notices Kevin's gave and winks.
[10:30] Caylen Dawnchaser flails "I haven't caught nothing." She pats Zone abit and then looks at Kelvin "I like this one though, He's a tiger or something."
[10:31] Jazz Jakobs notices that she's being growled at. Glancing towards Kelvin, she growled right on back - decisively not passively.
[10:31] Kelvin Maxwell growled up at the wolf girl and licked his muzzle. His tail coiled around Caylen as he stepped forward to smell at Saraa.
[10:31] Gramps The Old Man chuckles,"I'm Carmen San Diego, GUESS WHERE I AM!"
[10:31] Erica McLaglen murrs and squeezes his knot, growing hungrily as she slides him into her mouth, suckling and bobbing eagerly, her warm lips sliding up and down his thick dick.
[10:32] Caylen Dawnchaser snickers "I think he likes us both."
[10:33] Caylen Dawnchaser throws a glance to Gramps "Gentlemen..."
[10:33] Zona P giggles. "He's talking about the abridged series."
[10:34] Gramps The Old Man stays flopped over,"Show me your hand, dandy man."
[10:35] Caylen Dawnchaser kisses Zona on the lips "You're perfect! Of course you know of the abridged series!"
[10:35] Caylen Dawnchaser flails "Renegade for life!"
[10:36] Gramps The Old Man snickers,"Paragon til death."
[10:36] Tommy Waytes licks his lips, holding Erica's head with a paw, getting a pawful of her hair as he lets her bob up and down his throbbing, ebon cock. That paw kneading her ass spreads her cheeks, fingers prodding and rubbing at her slit, before sinking a few digits inside of her as he teases her while she suckles and licks at his shaft.
[10:37] Caylen Dawnchaser raises an eyebrow "Have they released a new episode after Semi-cell comes up?"
[10:37] Gramps The Old Man: Episode 50, was the last one
[10:38] Gramps The Old Man: And its coming close to Halloween, so the next thing they will release is another Helsing Episode.
[10:38] Caylen Dawnchaser nods and returns to being CSR like and not talking about OOC.
[10:39] Jesse Sharphoof looks around and wags some.
[10:43] Jazz Jakobs rolls around in her couch.
[10:45] Caylen Dawnchaser pounces up and joins Jazz on the couch with a big smile.
[10:46] Erica McLaglen takes him to the base, gagging softly as she swallows the stud whole, looking up at him before pulling free to squeeze her tits around his dick as she titfucked him
[10:47] Jazz Jakobs continues rolling around regardless, rolling over Caylen in the process - her powerful body enabling her to continue her nonsense despite the fact that the woman was in the way. She was simply rolled on top of!
[10:49] Teagan Mae stays nice and quiet at the bar, eyes settled on the only active scene after a slightly jarring break of "bitches love cannons" having her stare into the bottom of her tequila glass. Speaking of? It was empty. Her lips curled into a pout. Nobody alive to refill it. Bar climbing time! Turning around to bounce at the lip of the counter, her mournfully short body making this more of a task than it should be, she kicked and bicycled her feet for momentum as she tried to dangle herself over the serverside. For what it was worth? Her 80s throwback attire was probably making it a pleasant show, the thin lycra creeping between her cheeks so the full pale of her round rear was exposed save a censoring seam of skin tight suit. Grumbling with the effort her hips wiggled invitingly, practically begging someone to break the monotony with an all too intimate introduction.
[10:50] Caylen Dawnchaser gives out tiny squeaks as she is rolled ontop of "So Ja-umf-zz, What was your first manga you starte-umf-d on? I first started o-umf-n Naruto manga in m-umf-y highschool classes when the tea-umf-cher was not looking." She took the rolling ontop of like a champ and tried to simply kiss the Jackal each time she was ontop of her with a cheeky smirk.
[10:53] Gramps The Old Man: I''ll just leave this here [odditycentral.com]
[10:54] Jazz Jakobs deftly dodges all attempted kisses and smooches, increasing the intensity of her rolling to such a point that the woman was constantly being battered about by the powerfully framed canine. Finally, Jazz stopped abruptly and sat upright - clearing her throat. "First manga, huh? That's like asking what food I had for breakfast in my first year of school. I think it may have been Air Gear, but I am not entirely sure." she nodded to herself with an affirming huff. Her ear twitched, the jackal noting a woman rather provocatively showing herself off over the bar itself. Giving the opportunity a couple of seconds' thought, Jazz finally decided to pass it by just this time - keeping the particular woman in mind for future playtime shenanigans.
[10:54] Belo:
[10:56] Amanda Snowflake: Hey hey everyone.
[10:58] Caylen Dawnchaser is battered over and over and starts to groan a little from the pain and then looks at Jazz as she rubs her nose, giving a slight sniff "You didn't have to.." She pouts a little.
[10:59] Jazz Jakobs giggles quietly, gently petting her lap to offer Caylen a seat atop it. "Poor thing."
[11:00] Saraa 's eyes followed Teagan as the cute girl struggled at the bar. She notices the empty tequila glass, and laughs softly having stolen the bottle mere moments before. Saraa decides the lady needs a helping paw so she raises herself up from her stool and saunters over. Saraa takes a half moment to delight in the scene. The thin strip of the bodysuit leave little to the imagination and she simply loves the way the girl's ass cheeks hang out of that outfit She can't help herself when presented with such a present. She does what she feels she must, and pulls that thin strap aside, revealing Teagan's pussy to the whole bar. She smiles cruelly and immediately presses the tip of the tequila bottle between those lips, gently rubbing the cool glass around. The neck of the bottle certainly teases Teagan's clit and Saraa leans over her prey. "Is this what you were looking for?" she whispers huskily in the girl's ear.
[11:01] Caylen Dawnchaser smiled at Jazz's offer and sat on her lap, still pouting as she rubbed her nose. As soon as she seated herself she quickly tried to kiss Jazz on the cheek, if she did, she would give a slight cheer "I did it!"
[11:03] Jazz Jakobs flinches as her cheek is suddenly caught by the woman's lips, the jackal giving a gentle huff through her nose in response. "You certainly are fond of kisses, aren't you?" she chuckled quietly, running her slender digits gently along Caylen's hips and sides, before spreading them across her back to draw idle, invisible shapes against her spine.
[11:05] Amanda Snowflake: The first thing she sees when she enters the room is the two at the bar and she immediately begins to get aroused at the sight, though it would be hard for anyone to notice as she was wearing a pair of short shorts that showed off her cute ass without squeezing too hard on her crotch. She makes her way to the bar and takes a seat not too far from the action to observe them quietly, her tail wagging behind her while she bites idly at her bottom lip some.
[11:05] Teagan Mae latched her hands possessively around some white tequila that was tucked beneath the counter near the EZ pour system. Dangled inverted over the server side she looked less like a bar patron and more like some kind of simian robbing a crowded marketplace. Mind you, for the patron side, the show was decidedly human. Kneesock lengthed legwarmers bunched up where her body locked against the counter wall. Hips cocked forwards in an unintentional splay and spread of her round rear, the sway of her rump following her dangling body's every swing trying to get at the shelving. The peel of lycra from her pretty pink lips had her freeze.. blind to the tease, but curious. The sudden cold might have made the whisper following a bit more difficult unless restrained, because cold being introduced to her normally very warm intimates would have a squeal and reflexive kicking of legs that might propel her over the counter. COLD coldcoldcold
[11:07] Caylen Dawnchaser nods in response to her question with a cheeky smile on her lips before shuddering as she felt the jackals slender fingers across Caylen's hips and sides, making her blush ever so slightly and shudder even more as she felt them run across her back, closing her eyes as she imagines the shapes she draws in her mind "Would you say you're good with your fingers Jazz? I would wager you are." She smirked once more with a cheeky smile.
[11:09] Jazz Jakobs gave a rather arrogant smirk in response. "I am." she replied bluntly, not even bothering to elaborate on the matter. Her fingers suddenly dug inwards, giving her a shock to the senses before releasing her form entirely - only one last movement slipping behind her. An open palm crashed on her round backside, spanking her promptly and echoing the rather loud slap throughout the room.
[11:11] Amanda Snowflake: (Well, i have to go. Got to deal with a bit of stuff, but if you're interested in playing please send a note or friend request. ^-^)
[11:11] Caylen Dawnchaser groaned a little from the pain and then a rather loud squeak as she frowned a little and rubbed her rear "Yeah, you are.." She pouted at Jazz and turned towards her, her green glowing eyes staring her promptly and sternly into her own. She would look like for a moment she was actually angry before a slight smirk grew on the side of her lips.
[11:22] Saraa actually checks the time and eeps. When did it become 11:30? Wtf space-time.
[11:26] Jazz Jakobs quirked her brow once again. True enough; she was giving Jazz the time of day to let the canine enjoy herself with her body and the peaceful nature of the room itself currently. Giving a slow, casual shrug of either shoulder, she leant backwards and propped her torso up by setting either hand down behind herself. Rather generous, well-rounded bosom on display between them, the jackal spoke again. "My attention should be enough compensation for being patient with me, no?" she huffed aloud, "If you wanted me to have my fun more thoroughly... You'd have to make that clearer to me~" she giggled to herself quietly. "Though not tonight. I'm barely awake as it is."
[11:27] Teagan Mae holds out a hand plaintively for the drink in Saraa's hand. But..You? It would? and slumps defeated as alcohol eludes her as the houndess takes it with her in escape. Face-countering in dismay, she slowly improves her situation by sticking her arms beneath her forehead, but it seems she'd be alone at the bar again. The idea of intentionally inviting surprises this time crossed her mind, but the result of the last one.. and its cold cold why cold results were still fresh in her imagination. For now it would just be slumping over the bar, the still stiff-legged pose of someone said hi with an icecube resulting in an almost high-heels styled emphasis of her rear.
[11:30] Cronyne Anti-sausage fest suddenly. Coo.
[11:31] Lopster: Claaaambaaaaake!
[11:31] Caylen Dawnchaser shook her head "If I wanted something more than a talk or conversation thank my attempts at friendship, I think I'd try something like this." She would lean forward and bravely cup Jazz's cheeks in her hands, pressing her chest against hers, slipping her tongue inside and giving her a sensual kiss and wrapping her tongue around the jackals. Her left hand would slowly run down from her cheek, down her neck and under her arm to be placed firmly on her back, pushing more against her as such Caylen's breasts were firmly against the Jackals bountiful bust.
[11:32] Cronyne: EEeyyggg
[11:33] Teagan Mae mourns the apparent lack of sausage party
[11:34] Jazz Jakobs seizes up as she's suddenly leant upon, lips pressing against her own and breasts cushioning together beautifully to create the paradise that many a man dreamed of right there; between their torsos. Finally, the jackal pulled back - her powerful abs arching magnificently beneath Caylen. "That... Was certainly bold." she sighed aloud, reaching upwards to give the girl's cheek a playful tug between index and thumb, "Cheeky thing. Next time, you're not getting off with just a pinch~" she cooed.
[11:35] Blake Schofield yawned and walked back in with a smile. He had shed his bathrobe from earlier for a t-shirt and a pair of shorts over his chiseled frame. Blake slid a hand through his hair as he looked around, seeing some familiar faces as he raised his hand up to wave. "Hey all. What did I miss?" He smiled and made his way over to the bar, seeing Jazz and Caylen currently...doing...umm...something. Blake then slid himself onto a barstool and tapped his fingers idly against the hard ridges of his stomach through his shirt.
[11:37] Cronyne lifted her lazy mug up from the counter enough to welcome someone else in. "Oh, good. There's the variety." She'd blanked out some while back, but a hand jerked out again to quickly grasp the bottle of iced tea she'd left lying around with her. Sipping it back once more!
[11:38] Sonata_Dusk Makes her way into the room and plops down on a couch. "Good morning everyone."
[11:38] Caylen Dawnchaser smirked at her "You'll have to be wide awake before you think you can punish me, Jazz. And even if you did? Who'd to say I wouldn't like what you had in mind" She said with her hands running across Jazz's abs with a soft purr before she ceased her actions with a wink, sitting there in the Jackal's lap with her hands resting gently on the hips of said Jackal. She ran her tongue across her lips and snickered.
[11:40] Teagan Mae lifts her head from the bar counter, straddling a stool to twist left and right in a slow and idle action to soothe the inactivity. Taking the question as earnest she answered in a frank if oddly singsongy tone "Bear blowing a dogboy, elf and a... I don't know? rolling on the couch? Somebody saying hi with icy tequila bottles.." She shrugged her stool slowly pivoting to face Blake as she looked over him with a renewed interest after first contact of her eyes.
[11:40] Jazz Jakobs: [ time for me to head off, ladies and gents. Jackal needs to rest~ ]
[11:40] Jazz Jakobs: [ See you~ ]
[11:41] Caylen Dawnchaser waves bye.
[11:42] Blake Schofield raised an eyebrow as he heard Teagan and turned to look at her. Blue eyes took a moment to look her over as well and he chuckled to himself. An eyebrow raised as he heard the rundown of the day's events so far. With a smirk, he leaned against the bar and rested his chin in his hand as he watched her swing that stool around in his direction. "Is that right? Sounds exciting. And did any of these things involve you?"
[11:43] Ayva Puppy sits back in her beanbag chair
[11:43] Teagan Mae had the blissed out look of probably six drinks into a five drink morning, finally hitting the phase where her boundless energy was waning. That, and the sound of headphones attached to a shuffle were playing the far too mellow for morning tones of her new homeland [youtube.com]. The balance appeared to be shifting in the room. She squinted a little and saw Cro as well. Raising her hand she wiggled her fingers in a very slow motion greeting. Grinning playfully to Blake she shrugged and murmured her admission "I.. might have flashed the boy? also.. the cold.. that happened to me"
[11:46] Blake Schofield nodded and reached over the bar to grab himself a bottle of whiskey. He uncapped it as he listened to Teagan. Blake then grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink. Blue eyes scanned over her once more as he capped the bottle back up and raised the glass to his lips. "That's a shame. If I was here you probably would have been busier." Then, almost in a salute, he raised the glass to his lips and took a long drink before setting it back down."
[11:48] Tills slips into the room with his book bag, making his way to his usual spot to study. The place was busy though, he chose quite poorly when it came to a quiet place to study for his mage exam.
[11:48] Lopster slipped in behind Cronyne and whistled innocently as he reached over to grab at the sides of her skirt~
[11:49] Cronyne lifts her lazy head up from the bar to turn eyes back to that familiar whistle. Even letting a smirk rise up on her cheeks. "...Yeah?~"
[11:50] Caylen Dawnchaser blinked as she spotted Tills "Tills!" She sauntered over to him.
[11:50] Lopster snickered a bit, suddenly yanking up the back of her skirt as he was held off to the side, showing off that big, bubbly rump of hers to the room! "You gotta show off da booty!"
[11:51] Cronyne yelped as soon as her skirt was tugged right up! Sitting up straight in her seat and smacking back at the lops paws! "AAh! HEY!" Right up her hand lifted, to give a harmless little smack atop the boys head, joined with her own laughs. "Jerk!~"
[11:54] Teagan Mae: ((Back! Sorry.. coffee..))
[11:55] Blake Schofield: (lol no problem)
[11:55] Caylen Dawnchaser walked up beside Tills and wrapped her arms around him as she looked down at his books "Tiiilllss~"
[11:57] Lopster: Pshhh, just making sure everyone knows about your badonkadonk~
[11:58] Teagan Mae watched the cute antics of Cro and Lopster with a detached look and a lingering smile. Slowly processing Blake's words she raised her own empty glass in mock toast, still regrettably without her usual vice. "Mmmn? Would I?" She asked with a widening smile as she gave a second up and down flick of the other human. "Pretty confident in yourself aren't you?" she teased poking her tongue out at him. The silver glint of twin studs piercing the limber lingual length gleamed suggestively in the too pop expression of an oversexed taunt.
[11:58] Cronyne lifted up her hand again to flick her finger off the boys forehead! "Yeh, but I have SOME class. Y'dorkus.~"
[12:09] Blake Schofield nodded as he saw her tongue piercings and heard her comment. Chin still rested in his hand as he swirled the contents of his glass around a couple more times before knocking back another sip. Blake then lowered the glass once more and noticed how she was giving him a second once-over. "Absolutely. I have to be in my line of work." Blake tipped the glass back one more time, draining it's contents before he swallowed and cleared his throat. "Know how to use those things?" He pointed to her mouth where the tongue studs had previously been revealed.
[12:11] Tills blushes when Caylen approaches him. He just got his books out and was now completely distracted by the beautiful elf that just wrapped his arms around him. "H-Hey, Miss Caylen."
[12:12] Tills: wrapped her arms* my potatoe brain just woke up)
[12:12] Caylen Dawnchaser smiles at him and rubs her head against his "Whatcha doing?" She said, her hand running across his chest and pulling his shirt down a little.
[12:15] Tills wiggles in Caylen's arms as she rubs her head against him. "I'm studying. Studying ma-magic..." His face was red as the elf teased him by tugging down on his shirt a bit. "W-What are you doing?"
[12:16] Caylen Dawnchaser shrugs "Teasing my favorite little study-mage. Why, do you not want me to be around you?" She spouted and pretended to look sad.
[12:16] Teagan Mae raised an eyebrow at the subtle implication he invited curiosity about what he did, but didn't take the bait. Instead, she just slowly twisted and rolled the stool on its pivot point, playfully alternating the angle he could see her legs entangled atop it. The outright calling out her twin studs had her grin before a sudden snap of her expression fixed on a feigned innocence. Lips together in bubblegum-chewing childish pout she demured drippingly "Not a day in my life... want to show me?", her doe eyed, glossy lipped pout only able to stand for a few seconds post-proposition before she started giggling hysterically. Hiding her face behind her hands she forced composure slowly before giving him the same aloof smile she'd managed before "Sorry.. it was too tempting" She touched her tongue to the gap of her lips splitting them to wet them nervously before looking away. "Guys aren't exactly complicated to figure out? Or do you have some kind of rubics cube tucked away down there?" She asked before swinging her chair to look away from him a moment. Pulling herself over the counter, she reached for the bottle of tequila only just remembered.
[12:19] Anthony Robert returns to the lands of the living.
[12:19] Tills didn't want to upset the elf, "F-Favorite? No no, th-that's not it. I'm just, um...I have an exam and I should really study." Given Caylen's aggressiveness the first time they met, it was probably safe to assume he wasn't going to get much studying done.
[12:21] Caylen Dawnchaser snickered and closed his book on the table by sitting on it and letting out a content sigh as she took out exactly what he thought it was. Red lipstick and started to apply it. "You honestly pick some horrible places to study Tills. Are you going to deny me if I try to have sex with you?" She said leaning forward have applying the lipstick with a cheeky smirk, her hand grasping his shirt a little roughly.
[12:22] Blake Schofield watched Teagan with interest as she teased him. Well now, she seemed like a LOT of fun. Blake let his baby blues take a slow stroll over her body once more after she made the proposition. Then, hearing her comment about the rubics cube, he laughed. Slowly, he slid off his barstool and watched her reach over to grab the tequila. "Guess you'll find out either way. Couch or shower?" He said almost casually as he reached behind his head to tug off his t-shirt. His chiseled, tattooed torso was revealed as he stood there and waited for her to grab her bottle and give him an answer. Apparently shame wasn't something Blake had too much of. Head canted to one side as he got a view of her ass and grinned. Oh yeah, he liked her a lot.
[12:24] Tills watched helplessly as Caylen closed his book and sat on it, preventing him from getting his much needed studying done. "H-Hey, now! W-What are you...Oh no..." He looked up as she pulled out the tub of red lipstick and was mesmerized as he watched her apply it. "W-Wait wait, h-here? We shouldn't! Aaah!" He yelped as she tugged at his shirt roughly. He tried to pull away, but the young mage was too weak to be any match for her.
[12:28] Caylen Dawnchaser frowned a little "Aw Tills. You seriously don't want me? What if I agreed to take you to a room. You and me. mm?"
[12:31] Tills looked up into her eyes, still not wanting to upset her, "A R-Room? W-Which room?" He had no idea what Caylen had in store for him. It's not that he didn't want her. He was just always so shy in front of people. He didn't expect her to be so kind as to offer him a choice.
[12:32] Caylen Dawnchaser offered his hand to her "Do you want too?"
[12:32] Caylen Dawnchaser: (*her hand to him
[12:33] Tills blushes and looked around, seeing if anyone was watching. "O-Okay." His face was bright red as he took her hand and let her lead him away
[12:34] Teagan Mae grabbed the bottle, slowly reeling herself back to the patron side, landing on tiptoes, slowly lowering to heels. "A couch or a shower? You're a real gentleman." she rolled her eyes giving him a playful swat to the bare chest with the bottle beckoning him along. "Come on romeo.." She lead, making it pretty clear she was deciding the terms. Her slow step through the field of idle eyes and hands, wove her way to her choice. A nice, plush couch in a quiet corner. Towing him by a digit dipped beneath his beltline, she guided him to stand before the couch. Raising to her tiptoes she braced herself on his sides with two tentative grips. "You know.. you didn't even ask my name first?" She whispered playfully to his ear. Pinching his zipper, she dragged it down tine by tine in a teasingly slow exposure. Pushing him back to the cushion, she kept astride him to steal a bite of his neck, and a pecking path down pectorals. Lips never lingering longer than a second. Her long legs slithered over his as she sunk down to the gap between his knees. Her fingers delicately plucked and peeled his undergarment beneath his length to flop it out to the chill air of the room.
[12:42] Haven III stalks in, pulling a fresh pale pink tank top on over his head. Once it's in place, the big, blocky, white script reads "Thick thighs saves lives". It really doesn't match the black jeans and boots he's wearing, or the leather gloves that always cover his hands.
[12:43] Taylor Tot steps into the large room, wearing only a small shirt that says "Free footrubs <3" and walks over to an empty sofa, laying out across it "Hello everyone~"
[12:43] Blake Schofield took the swat to the chest with some mock disapproval before she led him away by his waistband. Oh, she knew EXACTLY what she was doing. Blake was a great judge of talent and right now, he was giving her a ten out of ten. When she raised up on her tiptoes like that, Blake let one of his hands slid to her hip, almost teasingly moving to her ass. But he held off. When she whispered, Blake grinned and nodded. "That's right, I didn't. But hey...things being what they are...I'm Blake." He didn't do anything to stop her from tugging down his zipper or pushing him back onto the couch. When she slid over him, kissing down his body, she was treated to a lewd flex of every muscle. When she pulled out his length, it flopped out heavily into her hand, starting to harden up slightly with the exposure to the air.
[12:45] Haven III plops onto a couch, that groans in response, and waves a hand, while examining his scratched out dogtags.
[12:54] Teagan Mae left her tequila bottle forgotten at his foot, both hands embracing his shaft as her cheek slid across his smooth stomach. She wrung slow, dainty strokes over the newly exposed shaft. Silken skin sliding sans pressure across precious flesh. The heat of a measured exhale, sticky with the wet promise of her parted lips, washed over his hip as she settled in. Her head canted to the side to stare up at him, smokey eyes staring from beneath her bleached bedheaded fringe. Hearing his name, she gave a grin, but didn't give hers back. Instead, she unpeeled hands, still cradling his cock in the crook of interwoven fingers, and slowly, languidly, luxuriously drew her long tongue up the length of the slight urethral bulge of the underside of his shaft. The twin bumps caught and bounced her broad mouth muscle on every vein splitting the surface, catching against frenum to swirl the tip as she posed her lips atop. Giving a dainty kiss and a short lick, she looked up again before lowering her mouth to slowly split her candy glossed lips over his glans, slurping suggestively.. the just passed tongue dangling lick left just long enough to allow her to build up saliva for the so lewd wet sound of drawing drool past dick.
[13:01] Blake Schofield sighed happily as he felt her hands slide over the quickly hardening flesh of his cock. It wasn't taking him very long to get worked up with how she was provoking him. Babydoll here was hitting all the right notes as she worked him up. So, by the time her studded tongue hit that ridge, he was throbbing against it. Blake was well endowed, and thick to boot. But she seemed to know her way around it. Muscled thighs flexed as they parted, giving her more room as she dragged that pierced tongue up his length to the tip. Once there, Blake reached down to slide his fingers through her short blonde hair as he felt her kiss, then slurp her mouth down along his head. When she had the glans fully inside her lips, Blake grunted and pushed upwards slightly. The sounds her mouth was making were driving him nuts as he spoke to her. "Fuck baby....suck me for a bit, then get up onto this couch with me. I'm gonna have some fun with you."
[13:16] The Ensign: Ayy.
[13:18] Teagan Mae slowly sunk her lips down, the length of her tongue crooked the thrust those novel studs so they made first contact each time the shaft bumped her pale pink papillae. She cradled the base in one hand for stability while the other flicked her hair out of her face, keeping her eye contact uninterrupted. At his invitation, she giggled, the lilting tone muffled by her mouthful with a thrumming vibration. She shook her head, not bothering to slip off her mouthful, wagging a finger at him chastising. She'd only offered a sample, and the idea of him squirming, wanting more was keeping her pleased as punch. The practiced punctuation of her bobbing pout was so sensuous in its intersection of soft.. whimpering tones of pleasure, exaggerated only enough to linger on the border of insincerity, and the tactile batter of tonguetip, smooth cheek and tightening lips, wringing his length to terrible effect. The oversexed appeal of the too submissive act seemed to drag out every bit of tease to the tiny blonde. Subtle changes of posture, knees splitting so the lycra wedge of fabric thinned in the cleft of her thighs, the full bodied slither to her head's motion.
[13:26] Blake Schofield was in heaven right now. In fact, he broke that eye contact for a moment to close his blues as she worked his cock so perfectly. She could feel his cock leaking it's precum for her, mixing with her saliva as she worked him up like any pro he had ever worked with. Seeing her flick her hair to the side, Blake reached down to grab a handfull. He didn't tug, but he held it up to let his eyes lock with hers once more. Blake then swallowed, hips rising up to feed her more of his cock, pumping it between her plush lips with each grunt he gave. Blake closed his eyes once more, just reveling in the moment before his eyes opened again. "I'm gonna....unnnhhh...cum soon. Mind if I pop on those tits?" He asked almost teasingly. Then, he grinned and spread his thighs apart even more. "By the way....oh god....come over to my place tonight. I'll give you the address."
[13:28] Rob Davis watches Blake and Teagan with great interest
[13:32] Teagan Mae dragged her lips from his length with a pop, playfully breaking eye contact as she slithered and lolled her tongue atop the saliva slicked tip. Withdrawing her tongue she teased "I'm sure you can hold on? I thought you wanted inside me?" She winked to him canting her lips back downwards. Curiosity had her wanting to see just how well he could hold off when he dangled so close to the edge. Her slender digits splayed at the base to foreshadow her intent. Her hot mouth enveloped the tip again, and this time her tongue didn't divert the thick shaft to her cheek as she slid down. She sunk down til the mushroomed tip prodded throat with a soft gagging sound and vicelike squeeze that betrayed the scantest amount of inexperience. With the strange slackening of a yawn, the little trick she'd been taught, she relaxed herself enough to overcome, settling her lips to lap in a lewd claim of his full length. Her pleased hum at overcoming that shortcoming only sweetened the squeeze with the quiver of her delicate throat at the slightest sound.
[13:51] Blake Schofield felt her drag her lips off him and grinned. One hand slid up through his own hair as she teased him and almost issued a challenge. "Oh....I can hold on." Blake almost couldn't make good on his promise though when she lowered her mouth...then kept lowering it...until he felt himself being lodged in her throat. One of his hands shot out to get a white-knuckle grip on the couch arm as he took a deep breath. It took ALL of his years of practice to keep him from ending this little session here and now. But through sheer force of will, Blake held on. With almost a growl, Blake pulled her mouth up and off him and he leaned forward, pulling her head to his, his cock sticking straight up and spit-shined between their bodies. He kissed her, tongue sliding into her mouth as he pulled her off her knees to stand. Tongue pumped into her mouth as he groaned and reached up to tug down the straps on the outfit she was wearing. Blake then broke the kiss and looked at her. "Get that stuff off or I'm going to tear it off you."
[14:01] Teagan Mae gave a squeak, muffled by her mouthful at the sudden, more aggressive manhandling. Pulled up to her feet, and sort of her toes considering height difference when they stood, she reciprocated the kiss with a certain dazed surprise at what she'd coaxed out of him. Her hips bumped his twitching shaft, the thin lycra covering of her odd costume peeling away as she undressed before he could even prompt. Thin material snapped audibly as she hastily jerked it down, breaking the kiss to peel her top off. Her pale body fully exposed, she was eager to reassert herself as the top in this pair. The little leap she gave might have been aggressive if she weren't so dainty. Instead, she cutely hit the brick wall of the heavier man, her limbs wrapping around him as she failed to tip him over. With his length standing so stiffly at attention, she barely even needed to tuck a hand between them to guide it to her petite pink lips. A sodden wet smear of honey met his saliva soaked tip as she abruptly brought her hips to bear with an impatient buck. Even with her close examination, she'd been overambitious with her first motion, her body seizing with a stiff suck of air as she found herself locked mid-way with her arousal not quite compensating for the mismatch of size. She clutched his back with a possessive curl of her fists, nails pressing to skin. "Nnngh.. it.. looked smaller up close" she whined in an apology as she'd settled midshaft.
[14:12] Blake Schofield LOVED the way this woman acted. She took charge, which was refreshing, and even moreso when she did the honors of tugging down her own outfit as well. Blue eyes looked to the pale lines of her torso, enjoying the curves she was sporting. Then, all thoughts of appraisal were thrown out the window as she lept and wrapped herself around him. Blake's eyes went somewhat wide at the fluid way she sunk his cock into her slick pussy, making him groan as he slid his hands under her ass to hold her up. When she slid onto his cock, Blake leaned in to nibble at the tops of her breasts as she wrapped him up in JUST what he wanted. Once she was halfway on and paused, Blake was snapped back awake. He heard her comment and chuckled, spinning to lower her down onto the couch onto her back. Once she was there, Blake climbed on top, keeping his cock stirring her insides the whole time. He then looked to the other guy, Rob, before looking back to her as he thrust in and out of her steadily. "You....unnnhhh have another admirer. God..you feel good baby."
[14:14] Rob Davis gave Blake the thumbs up as he kneeled on the couch next to the pair, pumping his throbbing cock as he watched Teagan get fucked. "You did indeed!"
[14:21] Amanda Snowflake waves to everyone when she enters.
[14:26] Teagan Mae raked her nails downwards with a whimper, the stubborn, wanton grind of her hips, trying desperately to fit what clearly already split her lips to their limit. Cradled from beneath she felt her world spin as she was laid down to the couch, denied of her top position. Her lips parted as her hands felt blindly for a new handhold as he buried himself against her breast, settling for a tight hug of his head. The rhythmic bounce of her hips against the cushion, and his controlling pose in spite of her stubborn attempts to claim the top seemed to only be working her into a higher point. Her lips gaped with a sultry whine and pant, teeth raking her lower lip as her eyes shut, trying to reconcile her desire for control with the heady flow of hazy chemicals keeping her quietly crying in pleasure. She groped behind her, blindly following the voice, finding the self-stroked shaft with a curious squeeze and touch of the tip... admirer? Her eyes opened into a squinting stare trying to make out the extra voice's owner.
[14:30] Blake Schofield planted his hands down on either side of her head on the couch and raised his head up to watch her expression. Blake's hips kept feeding her more of his cock, their bodies slapping lewdly together over and over. *Smack,smack,smack* went his skin against hers, adding to the soft squishing noises he was making with each push down into her body. Blake's ass flexed and released as he leaned in to kiss her once more, feeling the tips of her breasts bouncing against his pecs. He was ROCK hard inside of her, splitting easily in and out of her steamy lips as his balls beat out a rhythm against her ass. He watched her each up for the other cock and chuckled, tongue flicking out against her lips as he banged her down into that couch like he hadn't been laid in weeks. "Unnnhh fuck, that's so good baby." He looked down at her, watching her body bounce beneath him over and over again like a metronome.
[14:34] Rob Davis groaned at having his pulsing shaft jerked off. His hand reached over to stroke Teagan's hair as Blake just fucks her like a cheap tramp, the couch creaking from the force of his hard thrusts. "Damn it girl, you're taking him balls deep.. that's impressive!" he laughs, a big drop of pre falling on the couch as he pumps his cock.
[14:42] Teagan Mae squealed, her plaintive cry pitching as the sopping wet percussive beat of their bodies battered her against the couch, her hazy recognition barely even registering she'd somehow managed to fit that monstrous shaft inside. Her ankles locked behind his rear, the vicelike squeeze of her thighs holding him closer, limiting the distance he could pull back as she felt faintly her own peak approaching. Her eyes rolled back as lips met lips, the lolling tangle of her twice pierced tongue taking a lovedrunk loss of articulation. Slow, swirling, sloppy. Her grasping blind hands withdrew from Rob as he seemed content to keep himself busy, grabbing onto his thigh now for something to sink her nails into. Her first cry was lost to lips, a low wanton moan followed by a stiff breath through her nose, still trapped in the kiss and unable to gasp. The sinuous snap of her hips making his hilting hump roughly rebound off her poor pummeled mound wetly she began to bridge off of the couch cushions. The supple squish of her bust mashing into his pecs drew his attention to her heightened tension in concert to her cries. It seemed she was quite easily worked up.
[14:43] Kyhanea Windcrest lounges on a couch, naked.
[14:45] Blake Schofield leaned back just a bit, enough to hook his muscled arms under her knees to spread her apart wider for him. Blake stopped his pumping, giving her a view of his chiseled, now sweaty body as he began to thrust back into her slightly upturned pussy now. Blue eyes were heavy-lidded, but watched the sight of her reaching for Rob's thigh. Blake then leaned over her again, his breath hitting her lips hotly as he picked the pace back up to a staccato *thud,thud,thud,thud* against her body. He brushed his lips over hers as he spoke. "Want to come to my place? We can fuck like this all night." He grinned and bent her legs up a little more, letting his cock piledrive down into her slick lips relentlessly.
[14:50] Mike K Wendall: ::Mike waved to Kyhanea as he crossed the room towards her, just as naked as she was, his thick cock hanging between his legs already mostly hard from the other activities in the room, as well as from her naked form.:: Hi.
[15:00] Rob Davis takes advantage of Teagan's head turning towards him and gripping the base of his erect shaft, he plunges it into her warm, wet mouth. "Ohhh fuck..." he groans deeply, plunging his dick balls deep into her mouth, in one hard thrust. "Suck my cock.. that's it!" Both hands resting on her head as he starts to piston back and forth, giving her a hard face fuck.