Dearest Off-topicers
the following story in my reply is probably not very safe for work - so I am going to put NSFW in bold right now.

NSFW

It's about halfway done. Not sure whether or not to finish it. edit - feel free to tell me what you think. :S
(Poppet some assembly required., Sun 3 May 2009, 10:22, 11 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Part one.
It was his ultimate fantasy. In this darkened, musty room, nothing could get much better.
Lips were touching, embracing, caressing. White teeth gently biting lips, grazing over jaws and throats.
Long hair was mingling and entwining as their feminine bodies became one, dark brown hair with a vibrant red. Their legs, clean shaven to mid thigh, tangled and pressed between each other.
Bodies pressed together, hands were fumbling, heat rising, passion creating an erotic dream. The red head taking the brunettes hand and sliding it up her inner thigh, making the brunette blush as her cupped her partner, as the red head held her hand there, hips lifting to the hand cupping her.
They turn and look at him, daring him to say something. It wasn’t a dream.
Running their fingers over their bodies, taking off shirts and bras, exposing two pairs of firm breasts, which are then licked and squeezed, bringing moans from the other.
Slipping fingers into panties and gently teasing each other, their smiles intoxicating him like alcohol, soft whimpers as the final clothes are hurriedly shed.

How he managed to get into this situation – he wasn’t sure. What he did know was that even though he was supposed to be a gentleman – something was about to happen. He was hard as a rock and was itching to join them, but wasn’t sure how to. He caught the eye of the nearest girl, and nearly choked when he saw her beckoning to him, a cheeky grin on her face.

He stood awkwardly, not wanting to appear overeager. The girl, a brunette, pulled him closer by his belt with both hands, the placement of her palms no accident. He knew she could feel him, and the fact she didn’t shy away made her seem like she wanted it. He suddenly felt a pair of soft lips on his neck and arms snaking around his waist, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Shivering at the gentle touch, he leaned his head back, a cold rush flooding in his veins as he felt his belt being undone and his jeans un-zippered. Hands quickly pushed his jeans to off his hips and scratched gently back up his thighs, fingers sliding into the waistband of his y-fronts.
From behind him, he could feel the second girl pressing her body to his, could feel her heart pounding through her chest and against his back; could feel her nipples just beneath his shoulder blades, her soft smooth skin. Her lips and teeth grazing over his shoulder and neck while a hand gently grazed fingernails from his spine to the very end of his spine, making him tingle and erupt in goose bumps. Her other hand raked over his stomach, making his muscles contract and another cold rush flood through his veins.

He could smell their perfumes, their sweat, and their wet sexes. The girl behind him, now tracing her tongue in circles over his throat and jaw, smelled faintly of a cheap deodorant, not overly unpleasant, but cloying, sweet, reminiscent of fake rose scent. The brunette, gently tugging his y-fronts off his hips to reveal him, fully erect, smelled of something else entirely. It was a polished perfume, musky, spicy, classy.
Together, with the smells combined, he was nearly undone as lips begin to softly kiss his own, as the brunette pressed herself against his front, letting him feel every curve of her body, the light downy hairs on her thighs tickling his, her fingers slowly dragging down over his chest, tweaking a nipple lightly, stroking his ribs, his stomach, combing through his pubic hair to slide a single finger down his rigid length. He felt warm and slender fingers wrap around him and squeeze firmly, bringing a soft whimper from his lips.
(Poppet some assembly required., Sun 3 May 2009, 10:22, Reply)

reads
crabs off to the toilet
(Halfy By light alone, Sun 3 May 2009, 10:32, Reply)

Nice story.
I give you the no-handed salute.
( mistaspakkaman and the inedible shifting caterpillars, Sun 3 May 2009, 11:05, Reply)

That's not erotic - nobody got tied up.
Now if you'll excuse me I have to go change my pants.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Sun 3 May 2009, 11:26, Reply)

ahah there's a part B coming
*narf - I said coming*

I'll post it tomorrow later.
(Poppet some assembly required., Sun 3 May 2009, 11:29, Reply)

What Halfy said
Except I'm reading it in bed and didn't make halfway through
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Sun 3 May 2009, 11:45, Reply)

am having problems
finishing completing the story - can't seem to find a direction for it.

Will post part B when it's done...
(Poppet some assembly required., Sun 3 May 2009, 13:10, Reply)

You know the rules.
Pictures or GTF.

:)
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Sun 3 May 2009, 13:24, Reply)

ahaha Enzyme
who said I was taking pictures? this is all fiction - straight from my brain.
(Poppet some assembly required., Sun 3 May 2009, 13:36, Reply)

Well written
Though given that this is B3TA, I was expecting it to end in a terrible, tasteless joke or pun. :D Well written though. *coughs and ajusts tie*
(Fredz A graveyard of hopes, a dump of ambition, Sun 3 May 2009, 14:56, Reply)

I liked it
There's only one line I don't like - the "clean-shaven to mid-thigh" line. Makes me think that these women have mega-muffs up there.....
(The Apeface Cherub is not a cunty-uber-cunt, Mon 4 May 2009, 12:29, Reply)