By the time you get to the court, I've completed my warm up. I've got a large gym duffel with materials I've either made, or repaired and I'm hopping from foot to foot in tennis whites. I appear to have been practicing, and I'm already sweating freely under the gym lights.
11:27:53
I come in carrying my own duffle and water bottle. I'm humming happily as I walk onto the court, my hips swaying from side to side like I'm half dancing to whatever song is playing in my head. I watch you with a huge smile on my face as I walk to a bench to drop my things. Morning, Love! You look to be in an even better mood than usual so early!
11:30:23
How are u lovely
11:31:06
It's been a while since I've been able to play a game!
I'm bouncing from foot to foot, with a racket in my hand approaching the net. You can feel my eyes essentially licking your from ankle to eyeball, and my smile grows the closer you get. "You clean up. . . amazing, obviously. I love everything about this."
11:32:14
I pull a second bottle from my bag and take a quick drink from it, grimacing when the liquid touches my tongue. Hot! Ouch!
I continue to drink. It's weird to not start the day with coffee. But this tea blend isn't bad. Want some?
I hold the bottle out in your direction.
11:33:33
I'm doing great! I've been looking forward to this match for a while now.
grins
11:34:39
I am glad to hear thattt
11:34:53
Great, was soooo bussy but i am finally on break till the 5th of january
11:35:07
I reach across the net and take your wrist in my hand and pull you toward me over the net, so we both bend forward at the waist. I plant a soft kiss on your cheek before releasing you and taking the bottle as I straighten up. "Thanks beautiful."
I tip the bottle back and try to hide the fact that I slightly scalded my tongue, but the smile never leaves my face as I return it. "I think it tastes like burning."
11:35:26
Such a polite intro! So often we see smack talk right out the gate, so nice to see peer respect. ❤️
11:36:19
Arent crystal newports a kind of cigarette
11:36:49
Thanks everyone for coming.
11:37:49
Newports are, I'm not familiar with "Crystal" ones though.
11:38:24
My eyes sparkle as you pull me close. I love seeing you so worked up already. Being sweaty makes you so damned happy and I find your smile to be intoxicating. I bite my lip to stifle a laugh as you proceed to burn yourself on the same tea I just burned my own mouth on. It does still taste like burning. But I needed some caffeine!
I take the bottle back and shrug my jacket off as I turn and walk very deliberately back to my bench.
11:38:43
Not a smoker though.
11:38:44
Nice profile though
11:39:17
I walk back to my bag and grab a off-yellow tennis ball that's seen better days. I bounce it on the floor. . .and it's mostly good. "I think I'll let you serve first, do you know the rules?"
11:39:41
Because if you do, I'm happy to have you explain them. . . .I really was just looking to exhaust you so I can have my way.
11:40:06
I quirk a brow at the ball in your hand and giggle. This was your idea and you don't know the rules? That's going to make beating you awfully easy, Handsome!
I lean down and pull a brand new tennis ball from my bag. I had figured I'd have to cheat, but it would seem that I don't need my magic after all.
I give you a playful grin and walk to my starting position.
11:42:11
Morning Krystal! Morning HM!
blows kisses to the spectators
11:42:49
Blows a kiss right back
11:43:06
Good morning, Ash! Best of luck to you out there!
11:43:15
I take position at the center of my zone, racket spinning in my hand as I limber up. I toss my ball back over my shoulder towards my bag, uncaring of where it lands. "Oh, taking me lightly? I like where your head is at love. Please. . . take it easy on me. . . just remember this later love.
11:43:49
Lots of fans out there.
11:44:27
It's the tennis whites. . .
11:44:34
Don't inflate her ego too much! You have no idea what kind of monster you could create!
11:45:50
I flash you a happy smile. You're too damned sexy. They're just afraid of making me mad by cheering for you. I'm told that I'm scary.
I feign a pout. Can you imagine? Me? Scary?!? *I bounce the ball in my hand on the court, catch it, and then toss it up, pulling back and directing a light serve straight to where you stand on the court.
11:47:21
Hahaha ash is no monster she is amazing
11:47:44
My eyes widen as I watch you give me a soft serve right down the middle. Chivalry duels with my daydreams of what I'm going to do when I win, and the temptation wins handily. My racket comes back and my body positions and my whole torso rotates behind the ball, the head of the racket angled slightly to send the ball right back, barely over the net, back at you, but much much faster. Hya!
11:49:07
Laughs nervously in husband
11:53:03
I catch the impressions of what's warring in your head as the ball comes toward you and I laugh loudly. I bounce on my toes, waiting to see where the ball will come back over the net. Can 'hear' you!
My body coils tightly and I swing back in anticipation of sending the ball back your direction.
11:53:06
I bat the ball easily over the net and bounce on my toes again. I see why you enjoy this!
I giggle, stretching and preparing for the next volley to be even faster.
11:54:33
You definitely don't hear all of it!
I back off the net to set up for a big shot. "I don't think you'd be giggling if you heard all of it!
OMPH! I take the ball overhand, this time at a sharp angle toward the corner, my smile huge as I wait to see you scramble for the ball.
11:55:51
I don't want to 'hear'...
I let myself get distracted by 'listening' and don't immediately realize what your stance means for the trajectory of the ball. Gah!
My eyes go wide as it comes flying back at an angle that makes me have to sprint to receive and return it. I'm breathing hard when I coil up and swing hard. The best I can do is hope that it makes it over the net this time.
12:01:19
The ball arcs high over the net, and I have to choke up close to get to it. I gently nudge it back to your side down the middle. "Well, if you're going to listen in on my dastardly plan, I'll be sure to provide some details. . .I'd hate to leave it to your imagination!"
12:02:57
....tennis...
watching the ball go back and forth absent mindedly
12:04:26
You get an impression of someone looking at the back of your head over the expanse of your slender back. You are bent slightly over the net and your hair is taut in my hand.
12:04:44
Hey Isa, hey Nikki, thanks for coming.
12:05:26
. . . Hey. . .
completely mesmerized.
12:05:49
Smiling fiercely I bounce back toward the ball. Promises...omph...
I hit the incoming projectile as hard as I can at a slight angle, sending it to the back corner of your side of the net with as much speed as I can manage. Promises!
I am starting to sweat a little, but your projection only seems to make me happier.
12:07:08
Back across that link you catch an image of me standing over your prone body, hands held in place above your head with raw Power, and a massive smirk on my face.
12:08:15
Morning Isaf! Morning Nikki!
12:09:01
Being choked up on the net necessitates a quick sidestep that sends the ball back over to you at a low, fast trajectory before it can even bounce on my side. Your little tease hits me and my grin turns feral.
12:09:03
Oh? Is that what you want, darling?
12:09:16
The image shifts as I race forward to mirror your quick return. Now you're looking up at the underside of my skirt while I hold the net for balance. You shouldn't be...
I hit the ball back at a sharp angle, driving it off to the side surprised!
I bounce back, away from the net laughing.
12:13:20
Never. . .
My racket comes back and I rocket the ball back the same as you, we're basically standing face to face at the net at this point rocketing the ball back and forth. . . . Surprised." (
You feel something throbbing in your right hand, and you look up into my face lightning flashes behind me and in my eyes. I throw my head back and give an evil laugh as your mouth comes forward to worship me properly. Muahahahahahaha!)
12:16:05
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12:21:54
I bite my lip and give you an absolutely feral grin. My eyes are lit with lust and defiance. Bold!
I soften the next return, trying to break catch you off guard with a break from our steady back and forth. For a moment, the image of me over you wavers. I love it! (On my knees, my lips and hands eagerly come up and take hold of you, an enthusiastic wiggle of my hips punctuating the moment that you slip into the warm soft depths of my mouth)
12:24:04
Your return, both physical and mental hits me like a punch in the face. I rock back on my heels, catching the ball with an underhand swing of my racket, sending it back over in a high slow arc towards the back of your zone like a baseball pop fly. "G-glad you like it. . . wow these shorts are tight." (
You get the impression of my fingertips gently massaging your scalp, more physical sensation than visual. Good Girl)
12:26:25
I'm cheerfully bouncing around on the balls of my feet waiting for the next return. When your mental return hits me I purr. Drawing backwards, I hit the ball with a heavy overhead swing. I'll show you...
as I land back on my feet my skirt ruffles and comes up, showing what I'm not wearing underneath. Ah!
giggle. Good girl...
I snarl (you feel my hand around you for half a heartbeat, a firm squeeze pulses around you)
and then the ball comes shooting across the net, angled low.
12:32:05
I visibly wince, and while I was sweating when you arrived, I'm definitely getting a work out now. My face is red and my chest heaves for breath. I bite my bottom lip, fixing you with an appreciative look for the gift. The tent I'm pitching for you at the front of my shorts is a little awkward, but I make it to the ball, and send it back with front spin, making it hit the ground just in front of you in a flat, low arc.
12:34:28
Licks Aimee's cheek
12:35:25
pulls buni onto my lap
12:35:47
Snuggles Mommy Aimee
12:36:30
Buni goob, just woke up
12:36:37
Just now? Having a lazy day?
12:37:28
Yush, Nu work today, only football
12:37:53
How Mommy Aimee?
12:38:03
I’m good. Busy at work, then have to go see my Ex husband for a bit 😒 then I’ll go to the gym on the way home to work out my frustration after seeing him no doubt
12:38:51
Today is such a lazy day 🥱
12:38:55
Soooo buni might get a gym pic present from meeee
12:39:20
Fuck...
I gasp, as I have to bounce backwards to make my swing connect with the ball. I hit it, barely, and send it in an arch high over the net. I'm drenched by now, and regretting that I started with hot tea and not water. That is an unfair distraction!
My eyes are, for a moment, locked on your obvious arousal, my bottom lip pulled into my mouth in distracted fascination. I bounce forward toward the net, my eyes flicking up to yours. I can't wait to have you!
12:39:23
And Mommy Aimee WILL get post gym lickies
12:39:41
Aimee will play her IRL boxing game in gym today.
12:39:57
waves to everyone who's come in Morning!
12:40:18
Please have mercy on gym instructor Aimee.
12:40:20
Hi ash…that pfp is so hot.
12:41:36
. . . I am a fan of Tennis now
12:42:05
At this point we are both getting pretty damp with sweat, and it's a labor to get to the ball, a few shifting lunges and I manage to almost lazily get the ball back over the net. You realize, perhaps too late that I was winding up more than my arm. (
Your arms are held tight and low under your back. The tennis court is rough under your shoulder blades, You're squeezing something firm and warm between your inner thighs, and then you feel it, slight pressure against your outer folds, gentle, but firm, then the slide, deep, uncompromising, all the way to the most delicate part of you just beneath your cervix.)
12:42:09
100% love the red hair
12:42:12
Yes…so glad to be a red queens pet 🥰
12:42:47
Maybe I should dye my hair red again
12:42:58
Aimee, even the thought of you in red hairs makes me wet. 🤤
12:44:14
Your always wet 🤭
12:44:41
For a select few…I cannot control my horniness. 😅
12:45:14
Yush pwease Mommy Aimee
12:46:34
Buni a sucker for redheads
12:46:42
My hair has been so many colours throughout my life
12:46:54
I’ve used so much hair dye I’ll probably be bald by 45
12:47:21
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12:47:48
Blows Mistress Jenna a kissy
12:47:51
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12:47:51
My entire body shudders visible and I gasp, my eyes going glassy and far away. The ball coming back at me catches my attention at the last second and I whimper as I pull myself out of your mental assault. Fuck!
I scramble to run for my own return, choking on my own breath as I try to steady myself and swing at the same time. As I recklessly strike the ball and hope it comes back to you, my lips curl into a knowing smile. (You're looking at a reflection of me sitting in your lap. I'm watching your eyes in the mirror and you're watching me take you deep inside me.)
12:48:01
I manage to get to the ball, but only barely, I connect with it at the very tip of my racket in my scramble. My face is beet red now, and my hands tremble slightly. I growl slightly in my throat as I blink away the remnants of your impression, turning to face you. "No fair! That was my trick!"
Huff Huff
12:49:50
I coloured my hairs 10 years ago. That was the only time I colored it. The shade was in between light brown and burgundy. It looked so good 😍
12:50:56
Right, I supposed I better go back to work 😔
12:51:47
See you soon Aimee. 😘
12:52:10
Blows kiss to gym sis and welcomes the rest of the newcomers.
12:52:12
See ya Sweet. And thank Tawnos 😘
12:52:43
It was nice to have you here. Hope you have a nice day.
12:53:03
Have a goob day Mommy Aimee
12:53:03
I will. Get ready for that pic later 🤭
12:53:21
My face and chest are both bright red with exertion and I'm gasping for air. For a moment I have to abandon my mental play, as I focus on the game and keeping up with you. I clearly need to drag you out here more often for this. I told you, it was a good trick!
I giggle quietly, remembering how much seeing us like that did for you and making myself ache with the need to see it again. Oof!
I'm thankful for an easy return, my bounciness slowing down as the excitement and effort both start to take a toll.
12:53:56
I take a step toward the net, just as, if not more exhausted than you. "I'm . . glad. . .good memory."
I say with a crooked smile as my racket comes up and tries to bat the ball at a wide angle to make you scramble for it, but the hit is lighter than I intend, making it a little slow.
12:55:12
The ball arches over the net and I'm a little surprised to find how easy it is to get to it. I give you a suspicious look, wondering what you're up to now. Good memory.
I agree happily as I intercept the ball. I hit it hard, and pivot on my forward foot, spinning around. The motion ruffles my skirt again and gives you a quick show of my ass as I bounce back toward the center of my play space. My free hand catches the hem and draws the show out for a moment (as I send another quick pulse of my hand around you across the link) Bet we could use it for other things, too!
13:00:45
13:01:59
I laugh as your skirt billows slightly up and I stumble a pace back to catch your shot. When you draw it out you have my full attention, checking my swing, then completely ruining it as i slightly hunch over from the physical impression I get that while not unexpected, is a little overwhelming while trying to line up my shot.
13:02:25
I bat the ball back, high and slow, too high, and too slow, it bounces out of the court.
13:02:55
Whew. . . . . I'm not done yet. How about you. . . it's not too late to give up you know. . . .
Huff Huff
13:03:20
Now I want Ashnod to punch me
13:03:41
Snort Ashnod can punch me any time~
13:04:01
Ashnod can make me nice and red
13:05:03
Licks Pyre's abs
13:05:12
Reading . . . reading
13:05:39
Blows kiss to Isafael.
13:05:46
I watch the ball soar too high to bother with chasing and laugh. Give up? Surrender? When have you known me to do anything so...smart?
I walk slowly back to my bag as I gasp for air. I consider the water bottle for a moment but shake my head. I'm going to lose fair and square or not at all.
I smirk at you. I don't think you'd have half as much fun with me otherwise.
13:06:35
Wanders In and takes a seat in the stands, watching the ongoing tennis match.
13:06:50
Catches Pyres kiss and rips ot up, begore lunging at hwr to give hrr a real kiss
13:07:19
I shake myself, bouncing from foot to foot, trying to limber up and prepare for the next serve. . . I back away from the net a few paces, and take position, clearing my head and letting my breathing get back under my control. "Oh, you're very smart love. Hard headed. . . . gods you are hard headed. . . but definitely smart."
13:08:10
Small Campfire! It's awesome to see you here!
blows a kiss as I recover
13:08:26
waves to all the newcomers
13:08:35
I am kissed by Isafael, and I return it with warmth and affection. I pet his back soothingly as I meet eyes with Ash, and give her a playful wink before I drag my gaze to the toymaker.
13:09:12
smooches foxo on a drive by with my bicycle
13:11:28
Meowning Ashie ♡
13:11:34
Grabbing another ball from my bag, I turn to face the net again. I take a moment to really appreciate the way you look right now. Your hair is wild and you're whites are nearly translucent from the sweat pouring off of you. The flush on your face reminds me of the other night when we played with the mirror and I whimper softly. You are so damned sexy. I'm going to devour you when we're done here. Regardless of who wins! * bounce on my toes a couple of times and then toss the ball up without warning and send it over the net at you with a much harder serve than last time.*
13:12:45
He yawned, climbing up onto Pyre's shoulders.
13:13:31
MMh. Honey. . . wouldn't have it any other way.
I dart with some energy after the short break, approaching the ball just off center, my racket collides hard and with spin, returning my focus completely to the game I try to rocket the ball passed you.
13:14:14
(I keep forgetting that Pyre is...taller than I am. I don't know why I have it in my head that she's smaller.)
13:14:40
Pats Isafael's thigh and watches the match with interest.
13:14:52
(Height is a weird thing in RP, but don't forget I'm the one who looks down on you. :P)
13:15:23
I stumble slightly back up the net, and try to recover enough to respond to your incoming shot. "Love the outfit. . . very strategic."
13:16:24
Eyes gaze over to Isafael's impressive pet cat maneuver, going slightly wide of the jester's flexibility
13:17:10
(Isaf is also just compact. Dense, but compact)
13:18:19
He winked to Darren, could've been an acrobat~ but the hat flies off too much~
13:18:50
I'm not surprised when the ball comes speeding back my direction. I'm hoping for it, actually. I surge forward and strike with the intention of landing it just behind you. Thanks!
I'm giggling. I thought the lighter colors would work better for it.
I swish my hips, causing the skirt to give another improper display of my lack of underwear.
13:20:00
Blushes slightly from seeing the wink, averting his eyes back to the match
13:20:35
Bouncing back from the net I grin. I hope you'll enjoy it even more once I've won!
13:20:47
is resisting cumming (8% chance of cum) => Resisted!
13:20:54
[Isaf is dense~
noted
13:21:29
I don't manage to get back to the ball in time, it misses the end of my racket by inches and I take a few stumbling steps forward until I manage to straighten back up. I put my hands on my hips and breath hard as I turn to face you, biting my bottom lip. "Whew. . . that . . that may just happen love. . . . this is exhausting in the best way."
13:22:13
[.... 2 plus....2....is.....5...]
13:22:36
(II return the first impressions across our link, only I add to it. My knees pressed to the side of your head while I'm kneeling over your face. I'm holding the skirt out of the way so I can see your eyes as I arch in pleasure against your face.*
13:22:50
I walk back towards the net, my eyes a little glazed as your impression washes over me. My racket spins in my hand gamely. {You see you're perspective now, looking down and feel the ghost of my tongue slide up your labia from your opening to your button with a slow, intentional stroke that ends in a soft wet sound. My eyes are playful beneath your thighs and your sweat makes the feel of my face against the soft skin of your legs slick and hot.*}
13:24:55
[shrimple maaaaths]
13:25:49
Isafael begins to play with Pyre's hair abscently.
13:26:39
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13:30:39
I squirm visibly as I watch you walk back toward the net. My empty hand slides along my slick thighs as I twirl the racket in my other hand. Gods, I can't wait. Can't we just...
I shake my head and walk back toward my starting position. I spot the first ball where it bounced and rolled to a stop, so I bend over and retrieve it. Moving back to the court, I don't pause this time, I just serve the ball. I add a little speed to it with a glimmer as I flick the rachet, wanting to end this quickly. You are getting me too worked up.
I feign another pout
13:31:11
The second the ball crosses over the net it turns toward my racket like it's magnetized. My racket comes over laterally, angled down to smash the ball just barely over the net towards the back corner of your zone. "Oh. . . trying to finish me, love?"
13:33:05
Don't get ahead of yourself!
13:33:12
(fucking hell I can't type this morning! sorry for all the typos...I did warn you that mornings are tough!)
13:33:16
[Ashnod needs caffeine~]
13:33:37
is resisting cumming (36% chance of cum) => Came!
13:33:40
pulls Vampi into my arms
13:34:06
my eyes go wide at the clear cheat, but it's too late for me to respond...you can see the moment that I accept that I won't catch the return with my racket, the useless thing sliding from my hand.
13:35:43
Breathing hard, I hit my knees on the court and laugh. Deserved that!
I gasp out.
13:36:26
Oh. . . is that a surrender?
I seem to perk up visibly, finally letting myself actually look at you and seeing the exquisite state of your body.
13:36:27
I love dueling mages. . . they never think to check the tools.
I flick a switch on the side of the racket and your ball rockets back towards me to stick to the netting
13:37:22
My eyes lock on you and I bite my lip. Gah! I hate you!
I giggle.
13:38:31
Has evidently become the heel somehow! She has red hair! Obviously more Dastardly!
13:38:33
I hop the net and approach, kneeling in front of you and fixing you with my best evil smile. . but it kinda falls apart. I'm not really built for that. My hand comes up and cups your cheek on one side, brushing some sweat from your forehead with a warm, rough thumb.
13:39:33
Okay. . . you remember the rules right. . . you have to follow orders. Or else.
13:40:12
After a few deep, ragged breaths I jump back to my feet. I'm bright red and sweaty as I bounce cheerfully toward you. I remember!
My smirk is not promising. But...I want to hear about this 'or else' bit?
13:40:46
Good job Michael!
13:41:07
My hand moves to your skirt and I press my soggy front against yours. I'm still breathing hard, and almost warm as a radiator, but one hand gently lifts your skirt. and the other raises to shoulder level. "I don't like that. . . rebellious look in your eye. . and I think you asked for it."
13:41:42
Good job Michael!
13:42:25
Get her ass out!
13:42:29
Good game, I suppo-
13:42:46
...I
don't think this is how tennis works.
13:43:38
I reach for the front of your white shorts, my hand pressing between us. Aah!
giggle More of that? That's the 'or else'?
I lean into you, my hand wrapping around the bulge in your shorts and my lips reaching for your neck.
13:43:49
"How much do you like this skirt?"
13:44:19
Of course it's how tennis works!
13:44:29
.... I think I need to learn how to play tennis-
13:44:34
I move my hand and take this fastener between two fingers. It doesn't want to unclasp at this angle.
13:44:48
wiggles on foxo lap after being pulled
13:44:53
snug anug and squishes vampi
13:45:16
I shrug How much do YOU like it. It's not like the leather pants...
13:45:26
Ash would have better results if she had worked out with me uwu
13:45:57
I press more firmly against you, my lips moving to behind your ear as my breasts squish flat against your chest.
13:46:06
Future goals! Lots of working out with Foxo. But as far as better results...you talk like I'm not going to enjoy this just as much as he is. He is my husband for a reason!
13:47:33
I'll mend them. . . or mount them above my work bench. . . we'll see. . .
The shoulders along my shoulder and arm bunch slightly and you hear an almost wet tearing sound before the band of your skirt comes apart in my hand and falls to the court floor. I press my forehead to yours, trying to fend off more distracting kisses, my eyes playful and teasing. Now now love. . . are you trying to steal the march on me. . . again?
My hands come down and I take your ass in both hands, my splayed fingers gently pressing into the flesh there, a small soothing massage contained within a deep grope that gently pulls you apart.
13:47:39
Goh melt like a cutie with ehe ~♡
13:48:36
steals my own wifey for cuddles in bed
13:48:50
is stolen by foxo even tho she didnt need to steal
13:49:07
Steal? I wouldn't dream of it!
Your forehead against mine gives you a clear view of the defiance burning in my eyes. The skirt tearing makes me sway my hips against your hands, helping the ruined fabric fall away from me. My hand around you gives you a firm pulsing series of squeezes to match the ones I used during the game. I smile sweetly at you, my other hand twisting into your hair and forcing your lips against mine for a ferocious kiss.
13:52:22
I tilt my head as you come in with a kiss, determined to give as good as I get. My tongue slides into your mouth alongside yours, and when your hand closes on the bulge in my shorts I groan into your mouth, my eyes going half lidded from the sensation of it. MMh. . . so. . . hmmmh. . hard headed.
I manage through the kiss, biting your bottom lip to arrest your movement for a second I bring a palm to your forehead and gently push you back to create some space. I keep my hand there, my fingers gently massaging your scalp as I stand in front of you. "Take my shorts off love, and don't make me say please."
I glare down at you in cinematic imperiousness, the playful glint in my eyes giving me away.
13:56:11
No...no you don't have to say...
My voice wavers with lust and greed. I tug your hair once, and drop my hand to your waistband. My fingers slide along your butt as I roll my wrist beneath the fabric. The fingers wrapped around your slide under the front of your shorts in a similar fashion, my hand grasping your naked rod in my hand while my first hand pulls the shorts down. I drop to kneeling in front of you as I pull them to the ground.
14:01:09
Mmm...already so...excited....
My eyes are focused on the sight of you throbbing in my hand. I lick my lips and smile hungrily
14:02:38
Good Girl I say softly. My smile curling upwards to the point of breaking. No licking though. . . only bad girls rush. . .
14:02:55
I see the tennis match has grown... steamy~
14:03:21
You can already take my pulse from the way I throb gently in your hand, You can see that I want for all the world to do exactly what I forbid. My eyes are glued to yours and you can see my restraint eroding like a sandy bar on a swift moving river.
14:04:00
My eyes finally flick up to your face and I smirk. I'm not sure how to take that, Lover. I want to misbehave, but I feel like you anticipated that...
14:04:48
No bamboozling. . . you. . . unbelievably hot succubus.
14:05:25
I sit on my knees for a few long moments, my hand pulsing against you. Finally, I wrap my free arm around your thighs and rather than lick you, I take all of you into my mouth. Sliding up along your length, I pause at your tip, kissing it roughly.
14:07:11
My eyes roll into the back of my head as my length hits the slight resistance of your lips then continues forward into the hot, wet depths of your mouth. My spine arches backwards and my hand on you head for a moment cradles you against my hips. I shudder, violently.
14:08:23
Bad Girl I say with a laugh, my breath hitching in my throat before I firmly coil your hair around my fist and pull you away until my length slides out of your mouth, booping you on the nose on the way.
14:09:22
Mmhmm
I purr against you, kissing you again before drawing you back into my mouth.
14:09:46
I bend forward at the waist and pull your head back, and back and back. Hissing when your mouth rebels against me. I lean over you, until I can press the back of your head against the court and then pull it taut towards your ass, arching your back to immobilize you as I can. I kiss my way down your belly, and use my other hand to gently part your legs. I kiss the rise of your pelvic bone, then the crease of your thighs, I lick around your labia like I'm eating an ice cream cone, before I finally allow my lips to press directly against the soft flesh around your clit with a happy humm.
14:11:50
Bad girls don't get to play.
14:12:01
14:13:57
I whimper and struggle against your grasp in my hair. (an image flashes with longing into your mind...a hair piece of copper and gold twisted into my braid with glittering thorns sticking out along with a sense of playful longing)
My legs shake and my hips buck when your mouth meets my pelvic bone. No fair! I was just doing what you wanted!
14:16:50
MMph. . .hmmh. . . .mmgh. . . What I wanted, not what I said. . . hmmmh. . .
14:17:37
I moan loudly when you press firmly against me, my hips bucking again. Fuck...that's...please...
You can hear the thought form, the impulse to say I'll be 'good' but you feel my body tense before I start to laugh loudly. I just can't bring myself to say it out loud.
14:18:46
The best way to play tennis is to use a tennis ball cannon that fires the balls as fast as a machine gun. And if you run out of tennis balls, you just put something else in it.
14:19:17
Tomatoes, Potatoes, Golf balls, mops...
14:20:07
I wrap a leg around the back of your head and push against you greedily. Mmm...Lover...not fair...
14:20:12
brain atm in looney tunes mode
14:20:34
Hmmh. I want to hear you say it love.
I say playfully. I release your hair and take your thigh in one large hand and use it to roll you over onto your stomach supported by your needs. The court is rough against your chest and face. My arms coil around your thighs from behind and I drag my tongue upwards, flattening it as I slide over your clit to your folds, using my hands to gently pull you apart for access. My tongue enters you probingly, gently seeking just inside your opening where I can reach. Not trying to finish you now, just punish you a little.
14:21:15
rubs Melly brain
14:21:16
(You are such a
good Girl)
14:21:45
giggles Rae Coyote wants to eat Ruadrunner Melly, meep meep.
14:22:01
(Wb you two, always happy for the company)
14:22:47
[
never was here so the b in Wb is obsolete]
14:23:20
purrs softly and squishes Melly's tummy
14:24:50
Another way to play tennis is to prepare the whole place with traps, tricks and such, so the opponents must use all of their super spy skills to win no matter what happens
14:25:18
Say...mmm...Aah!
I'm interrupted as you flip me over on the rough surface of the court. Say...what?
I moan and push back against your face. That...I...want to...play, too?
I manage between small gasps. I push my face off the ground and twist to look at you over my shoulder, a teasing smile on my lips.
14:25:37
I pull away just slightly to look over the crest of your hip and into your eyes. My grip loosens slightly and you can see my need to entertain you written plainly on my face. "Then come play love, if you can."
My hands loosen entirely, letting you move as you like.
14:27:12
pats Rae no matter how much I get squished
14:28:45
Okay, Rae not watched Spy x Family
14:30:08
seen 1st season!
14:30:37
(Good anime 7.8 / 10 )
14:31:02
Taking the invitation, I slip away from you, turning and practically tackling you. My arms wrap around your neck and I growl, biting you behind the ear softly. Once I've dragged you to the ground, I turn again, my hands gliding along the fabric of your shirt. I press into your hips with my fingers, using you to balance as I throw a knee over your head. As I lower my hips over your face, offering you what you seemed so eager to have, I reach for what I wanted. I tenderly take up your arousal and moan. Much better, lover. You can't have all the fun.
I lick around your tip, my tender grasp shifting as I squeeze and pull down on your shaft.
14:32:27
is resisting cumming (0% chance of cum) => Resisted!
14:32:39
When I pull back up along you, my fingers meet my lips and I groan. I slide back down you, my mouth and hand held together, even as my fingers twist against you. My tongue swirls playfully, and I stop at the point that I have as much of you in my mouth as I can manage. I press you to the roof of my mouth and suck hard
14:34:46
I laugh as you come around to tackle me. Your body is light over mine, some of your sweat raining down against me. I don't resist, a fact that might alarm you some if you had been in a more focused state of mind. My hands take your outer thighs as you position yourself over my face. I massage the muscle there with strong hands and gently lift your knees of the ground so they don't have to slide over the hard court and bring you closer to my mouth, but I don't lick. Not yet.
14:36:23
How you doing Ash and Michael :3
14:36:38
Having fun i see 🤭
14:36:59
My spine arches as you take me in my mouth, and my ability to hold coherent thought is shattered for a moment as mouth and hands steal my wits. My thighs butterfly up to frame your face, but after a few shattered breaths I recover.
14:37:21
Having a fantastic time!
grins happily
14:37:38
How are you this morning?
14:37:49
You. . . still didin't say it. . ..
I gasp. . a broken chuckle almost falling from me as I press my cheek to your thigh.
14:37:52
Last chance. . . say it, or get punished love.
14:38:01
Well not morning for me, but its been a busy but good day so far ^-^
14:39:27
Hope it's going well.
14:39:37
And glad to hear your enjoying yourselves
14:40:01
Though i can read it 🤭
14:40:08
I laugh against you, saliva wetting my hand and making my work easier. I start to stoke up again, my body swaying in place of my head to indicate a negative. My lips harden against you, wrapping around my teeth to allow me to apply a little more pressure to your tip before I plunge back down your length. (I dare you, lover. Punish me!
laughs in defiance)
14:42:15
Gaa. . . aaah. . .ffffuck. . .
A flick of will to your collar, weak, but enough. Your hands start to pull behind your back to join behind your tailbone. The collar it's self firmly arches your neck back towards your hand, bowing your spine slightly as your lips slide off my length, immobilizing your hands and pausing your assault.
14:43:28
You. . really can't say it can you?
My mouth comes forward and I press into your folds with the tip of my nose. My lips press a circle around your clit. Slowly, I bring my hands around your ass, just the tips of my fingers start probing the edges of the wetness, getting bolder by the second.
14:44:38
Aah! Mmnn!
My eyes go wide, though you can't see them. I fight for a moment before I realize what's happening. I can't help but strain against the force, but I do my best to move as the collar demands.
14:45:14
Hi there everyone
14:45:44
(Welcome and thanks for stopping by.)
14:46:09
Again, you feel the words form at the edge of my thoughts, and again, I dissolve into a giggling mess. You pressing into me does not help with my focus and soon I am whimpering while I giggle. I'm...sorry...I...can't...Can't...even think...it!
My hips roll eagerly against you. Fuck...that's just...mmm...
14:48:33
I relent in my fight for a moment, trying to get enough focus together to do something about the Power holding me taut above you. For a few heartbeats, all I can really do is roll my hips and enjoy the way you're making me feel.
14:49:49
Hi again, how’s the match going?
14:50:11
It's going amazing!
14:51:51
The collar goes loose, a gesture of mercy, I let you have your head. My mouth presses against your clit in waves, my mouth pressing open and closed around the soft flesh of your labia, gently taking your clit into my mouth and pressing against it with the flat of my tongue in a slow precise rythym. Two fingers slide into you, not deep, hindered as they are by the curve of your ass, but I scissor them in time with the work of my mouth, gently sliding against your internal walls in alternating movements, just pressing and swishing. (It's okay. . . Love that about you.)
14:52:06
I sense alot of LOVE in this match 😉
14:55:07
You're always good Bran. Excellent vibes.
14:55:32
The easing of the pressure holding me away from you is a welcome reprieve, though with my hands still pinned at my tailbone it's work to get you back into my mouth. I squirm against your belly, my tongue and lips gingerly pulling you into me. It's not as smooth or as intentional without my fingers, but I'm quickly back to a position of sucking and licking on you. I moan happily, my mouth and hips both flexing against you in time with your own movements.
14:57:56
(Gods...this is...incredible...lover!)
14:58:46
(
waves to Bran You never have to be sorry, Love! It's always a delight to see you!)
14:59:56
My body softens slightly underneath you and for a moment we become a conjoined pair of softly waving writhing bodies. The wet, enthusiastic sounds of our sex the only noise that's not heavy breathing and moans. I feel myself getting close. (Do you want me?)
15:00:11
Mmhmm...
My body tenses at the question and the anticipated denial. (Gods I want you!)
15:01:26
My hands slide down your back to your upper arms and I gently pull on you to have you sit up. My legs kick, dragging my back against the rough floor between your legs until the tip of me presses against your pelvic bone. I sit up, tight against your back. breathing hard, and press a warm, sticky, wet kiss just behind your ear. "Then. . then say it lover."
I say, one hand tightly grasping one upper arm. My other hand palm down over your navel.
15:03:26
** Warning, game is going to be in timeout soon! Send a message in the chat to avoid it. **
15:09:05
I whine slightly at the rough handling, my arms still locked against my back being used to force me upright an unexpected shift in our positions. As you slide beneath me, though, I forget about the discomfort. My hips roll and I shudder. When your hand presses to my belly, I angle my hips up and then back down, pushing myself the last little bit of the distance to position myself against your hips. I gasp loudly, the pleasure of taking you inside me all at once causing a tremor to race through me. Oh fuck...I'll be...your...
giggles Good Girl.
15:09:07
I hardly hear you before you sink down and all thought is blasted out of my head in the intensity of initial entry. I slide into you, both of us thoroughly prepped, and teased to bursting. My hand on your arm tenses and pulls you down until the wet of your opening kisses the halo of pubic hair at my base. Then I can, and do groan roughly into your ear. "Y-yea. . . . . don't . . . believe you." *I'm panting, and trying to get control of myself, but I don't move, happy to just stay deep inside you for a moment." (Say it like you mean it love.)
15:11:27
Oh...gods...Tawnos...
I shudder against you. My hips roll, shifting the pressure inside me in a way that makes me moan mindlessly. No...no I don't think I will...
I rock up with my legs and back down, falling forcefully against your base with a deep sigh.
15:15:48
You don't...really...mean it...either.
I laugh, my muscles convulsing around you and drawing a loud whimper from me as you twitch unexpectedly against my walls.
15:17:20
I rock up for another thrust, and turn my face toward you.
15:18:20
Earn it.
I smirk at you.
15:18:43
Augh. . . fuck. . .
My head lolls forward until my forehead presses against your shoulder. My ass clenches underneath you and my knees bend as I work to meet you, unwilling to let you just fuck yourself silly in my lap. When you turn towards me I face you to press my lips against yours, groaning into the kiss.
15:18:49
My smirking lips eagerly meet yours and I moan into your kiss. My tongue slips into your mouth and wrestles with yours for a moment while my eyes roll back
15:20:04
I nod at your exhortation, breaking the kiss and clenching my jaw, thinking of anything other than the beautiful woman gyrating over my rod to keep from exploding. My arms wind around you, one hand reaching down, four fingers resting against your clit and using your movement to create constant friction. The other around one breast, my fingers tightening until your nipple presses between my middle and ring finger like an over ripe strawberry. My movements don't get faster, they get harder, pistoning slowly into you until I feel myself click with that spot inside you just against your cervix. My tight hug used to grind you down against my base with every thrust. (S-say it. . .say it . . say it.)
Even the voice in my head seems a little desperate.
15:21:42
My fingers splay across your belly, my head falling to your shoulder as I arch against you. Every thrust against that place makes me shudder and gasp. I'm struggling to breath now, each gasp a whimpering expression of raw need. I can hardly think about anything, let alone speaking. Pl-lease...
My body keeps moving, but it's getting harder for me to maintain an even pace. Every time I shudder, I get more desperate to feel you pressed back against that place inside me.
15:27:21
I lift you slightly, my arms moving to your upper arms and I gently lean you forward and press you forward until your upper body is parralell with the ground. I slide my legs from between yours, putting us in doggy with your upper body suspended.
15:28:43
"Still not want to say it. . .fuck love. . . someone is about to explode. . . . .I think I have the edge though. . . .
15:29:02
Tawnos! Fuck! I can't say it!
I giggle, but my voice sounds as desperate as your thoughts sounded moments ago. I look back at you, glaring. Please...gods...
15:31:53
I...don't...WANT...to be...Good...Girl!
defiance makes this declaration sound almost angry, but desperation gives it the edge of a lie
15:33:09
Okay. . . okay. . . Here we go.
I roll my hips into you, looking for angle, and rythm, but at this point we are both close. I find the click on the second thrust, I hear how your breath catches, and I keep your arms tight, My thighs press forward into your ass and I'm using the rocking caused by the tension in your shoulders to keep you consistent. My hips come forward to meet you, just a gentle repetitive, punishing press of your internal buttons, designed to be as little friction as possible for me, more pressure than sliding. I bite my bottom lip and look over your slender back, smiling at your bratty declaration, letting you know I'm going to enjoy seeing you unravel for me.
15:34:35
It happens quickly...you find that button and your first strike sends me damned near to the brink. The second strike takes my breath from me, a sharp cry cutting short as you push into it a third time. I whimper and moan in the back of my throat as my body clenches tight. On your forth thrust against that spot, I melt in your hands, the tension drains from me completely as the first contractions of release remove all coherent thought from me. I gasp and shudder. Oh...oh...gods...Oh gods...
my mind goes blank and for a moment I stop moving, a fleeting hope that you won't stop lashing out at your mind
15:40:30
I don't stop, you present the gate with your voice, and I push my way through it, happy you went still so you don't scrape your knees. I keep the rythm I change nothing, I don't get greedier. I keep you as still ass possible as I roll into you with repetitive, moderately paced strokes, not wanting to change anything for you. One hand releases an arm and I grasp your shuoulder to reduce the strain on your back, to let you writhe a little to work out some of the pleasure and increase the back pressure against me. "It's okay love. . .it's okay. . .just let it out. . .mmmmmf. . . fuck you look good."
15:42:54
(Such a shame)
It's playful, but a little smug in the back of your head.
15:44:01
As the initial contractions pass, I begin to writhe again. (I wanted to have you!
you hear my pout in my tone)
I lean back against you, half encouraging you to get greedy and half savoring the sensation of you rocking inside me. My voice returns and I moan loudly. Fucking...incredible...
15:46:05
(I'm not sure...but I think that I won...
My voice is equally smug, if a little dazed sounding)
15:47:09
I gently lever you back up to kneel in front of me as we work through your contractions. I thrust up, keeping time, not speeding up, not going harder, just pressing your button until you feel your shoulder blades touch my chest. When I wrap my arms around you, I back my hips off, and slide free of your opening, my tip sliding over your pelvic bone as I straiten, so sensitive that even that makes me quiver. I press my cheek against yours from over your shoulder. Hmmmph. . . maybe next time you'll say it honey. . . so hard headed."
15:48:21
I love you.
I turn my head to kiss your cheek.
15:49:30
I love you.
I sigh, clearly exhausted. Can I have my arms back, please?
15:50:29
15:51:09
I laugh as the tension leaves my arms. Didn't want to rob you of your fun if you still needed me...more pliable...
15:51:51
Oh. . . the fun is over. I have my prize dear.
15:52:05
It was. . . amazing.
15:52:15
I stretch upward and then slump over. You're welcome to your prize anytime. Though...the game first did make it more exciting.
15:52:50
I really enjoyed how much thought you put into it. You looked great, and just playing around for a while is really great foreplay.
15:53:27
Breakfast. . . maybe water?
I lay on my side and spoon you on the court for a moment, my breathing a little rough.
15:54:11
Think anybody saw us?
15:54:25
We likely got away clean I think.
15:54:45
Well. . .
looks down at your soggy mess between your legs happily. Mostly clean anyway. . .oh. . .the skirt.
15:55:08
Breakfast. And water! Fuck!
I smile and snuggle against your chest.
15:55:12
I have another one in my back, Love. I figured the first one wouldn't make it.
15:55:30
I kiss you on the nape of you neck. Just need to get where I can put my shorts back on. . .maybe . . . like ten minutes.
15:55:57
I could take care of that for you. In less than 10 minutes...
I twist, kissing your lips tenderly
15:56:42
I kiss you back, but pull away slightly. "Nope. You didn't say it.
Bad Girls don't get a prize."
15:57:18
You're only robbing yourself.
I shrug but look disappointed.
15:57:46
C'mon love. I want pizza.
15:57:54
I sit up, and use my arms to gently urge you up with me.
15:58:08
Pizza? Yeah...that sounds like a great idea...
I peel myself off the ground.
15:58:32
We've got a long time together, plenty of time for you to learn to say it.
15:58:40
I lean over and bite your collar bone. Hmph!
15:59:10
(Thank you, Love! That was a fantastic time!)
15:59:45
You get to name the next challenge if you like, when you want something more exciting than . . . well all the things.
16:00:03
(It was amazing. Thank you, as always, you are a treasure.)
16:00:19
(Aw...that's so sweet of you! I'm glad you enjoyed yourself.
kisses)
16:01:12
(I look forward to next time)
16:01:22
