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Post by Devyn on Nov 14, 2007 7:06:34 GMT
Mona bit her bottom lip and arched up her back off the bed when his lips traveled even to her chest. She was a bit too drunk to try to keep in any sounds of pleasure, especially with the way he was handeling her with his tongue, after all.
"Oh... fuckin'... hell..."
She half moaned, staying arched up. She'd always had a dirty mouth, but now it was well worth it.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 14, 2007 7:37:45 GMT
He gave a moan of pleasure at the taste of her skin. He oculdn't handle it any more. He slid down evn further, kissing a trail down as he went. With no preamble at teasing or tenderness, he went down on her. Tracing the lips of her pussy with her tongue and sucking on her clitoris, he gabbed the sides of her hips and dug his fingernails in. He scratched lines down her thighs as he increased his speed. Ravaged is the only word for it, as he flicked his tongue acrss her clit and nibbled the edges of her lips. He concentrated all his efforts on pleasuring her, straining to hear her moans of pleasure and listening to them crescendo....
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Post by Devyn on Nov 14, 2007 7:42:13 GMT
Mona had never, ever been paid that much attention to with a man's lips down there and she could hardly breathe now. She kept trying to arch her hips up, but he was halfway holding them down.
"Okay..." She panted, swallowing hard and gulping for another breath before he made her moan again. "Oh god... okay... don't stop..." She begged.
She wasn't sure if it was the drinks or his lips, or maybe the combination, but he was making her toes curl in ecstacy.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 14, 2007 7:49:37 GMT
He ran his hands over her legs and back as she arched her body. He squeezed her ass and pulled her in closer to him, his tongue flickering inside her and following it' own course mapped by the shuddering of her body. He then slowly traced two fingers curling up the inside of her thigh, their touvh like a spiderweb, almost undiscernable compared to the pleasure to his lips. He then quickly inserted them into her, rubbing them against her and circling them inside her while his thumb found her clitoris and started to rotate on it with a light but forceful touch. Then, without stopping his pleasuring of her he snaked his way up next to her, and kissing and biting her neck asked "Enjoying yourself?"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 14, 2007 7:57:06 GMT
"Hmm?"
Mona asked, quite out of it at the moment. Her eyes fluttered open and she met his, her own filled with a heavy-set lust and sparkle of pleasure in them. She smirked a little, leaning her head to the side to give him advantage to her neck.
"Am I that obvious?"
She panted a little and her left hand that was closest to his body snaked up underneath his shirt, but paused on his chest.
"Take off that damn thing..."
She moaned a bit, referring to his long jacket though, since it was hindering her ability to better see his body. And she couldn't very well take his clothes off with it still on either.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 14, 2007 8:01:31 GMT
Without missing a beat, in more ways than one, he pulled off his jacket, switching hands when needing to. He kicked off his boots and undid the first few ties of his shirt, then stopping his pleasuring of her he gave her a confused look and said "I think I've forgotten how to undess....help me?"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 14, 2007 8:06:47 GMT
Mona gave him a sly little grin, able to concentrate much better when his fingers finally stopped their rhythm, and she pushed him back onto the bed, halfway leaning over him. She kissed his lips most heatedly at first, her hands slipping down and then sliding up underneath the light material of his shirt.
"I'm sorry..."
She smirked a little, her lips touching his, but not kissing at the moment-- she grabbed each side of his shirt and used the ties to tear it open with the sound of ripping cloth.
"...for that."
She finished with a naughty little kiss, obviously not sincere about it.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 14, 2007 8:08:48 GMT
Belasmuel laughed at her cheeky grin. "I think I'll get over it, but I may need convincing!" Even after this..... it will still be his favourite shirt, if not more!
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Post by Devyn on Nov 14, 2007 8:12:44 GMT
"What type... of convincing?"
Mona asked between her kisses that had move down to the tender part of his neck-- maybe not kissing so much anymore, rather licking and nipping at the skin now. Her hands made their way down to the outside of his pants, rubbing ever so slightly against the outside. Teasing. Below she ran her foot up the inside of his pantleg, pulling it up as far as she could manage to laying that way.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 14, 2007 8:16:14 GMT
Belsamuel's eyes almost rolled into the back of his head with pleasure at the feel of her teeth on his neck. "At this monet, any bloody way you want to!"
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