Role Play: Reloaded

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hi ikeme fa

Thoughts…thoughts…thoughts of First Love


I know who snitched but I don’t know who was first to hear the news,
Was it Mom or Dad?
Oh, I dread this moment,
After this, I will be sure to give shorty a memorable imprint of this episode; useless sister!
It has been over a week already and nothing is said,
I am not surprised at their silence.
It’s the usual trap, waiting for me to walk myself into a confession,
I wish they would say something, let’s just get it over with
Then it happened,
I sneaked in late one night,
Full of guilt, I shut the door silently behind me,
The only time I ever shut anything gently!
Stepping like an angel on water,
I patter my feet softly, careful not make noise and draw attention
Head straight for my room, minding my own business,

Then I heard the boom,
Come ‘ere boy, now how many times will I tell you about coming in late?
Don’t stand behind my head, come here where I can see you,
I hear you have a girlfriend.  Is that your school?  I said, is that your school?  Now, who is she?

Oh God!  Suddenly, my stomach bubbled over. 
I can’t remember but it's possible that air might have been trapped in my stomach and it had to come out, and forcefully it did, through my rear end.

Now,
This is going to be war.
Nobody is going to separate me from her, nobody!
When she is around my senses are awakened to her presence,
Like a dove, her hue blends with the sky
Like jasmine, her sweet fragrance fills my nose,
Like velvet, her smoothness is enthralling and
I’m ever careful not to bruise when I touch her soft skin,
Like a robin, I love to hear her voice, waking up the choir in my soul, Amen to that!
She kissed me and awakened a throb where my innocent soul never knew one existed,
Hmm, talk about school, I just found a teacher!

The bean is out of the bag,
I have a girlfriend,
I wondered if she will still be a dove in my bedroom,
So I invited her to my room early one afternoon,
Oo la la,
behind my door She turned into a cat,
I saw more than a hued sky, sniffed better things than jasmine, she said "who cares, bruise me baby",
They say curiosity kill the cat. 
Curiosity did not kill this cat,
As we walked out the door, she transformed and once again became my dove, lovely and pure.
I wish Dad would know how well I’m learning in school.

nice stuff!

next role play, torn between two great loves!

Damn.

I trust you Mrs Hotness nice one!

Negro I love it beautiful!

CH3COO OMG  Im at a lost for words I didnt realise so many people had such a great talent. What horror you weave with your words.  When I read such things like this it stays with me.

Erotica


Too late to turn back now I thought as his kiss became more aggressive. I was pinned tight up against the wall.  His hands roamed all over my body I was in turmoil.  His lips left mine and traced the soft line of my jaw with soft butterfly kisses.

“Wait!” I gasped

The butterfly kisses found my neck.  A soft moan escaped from my lips I was throbbing. My hand found the back of his neck I tenderly stroked his strong neck. His lips found mine again as his hands slipped under my tight T-shirt.  We had to stop.  I tried to push him off me.  He lifted my T-shirt and groaned as he cupped my breasts.  I am in trouble.  I tore my mouth from his.

“Please” I whimpered

He smiled down at me as he forced his knee in-between my thighs and prised my legs open I was throbbing and damp but we had to stop.
I felt the full force of his erect and powerful shaft as he pressed himself against me. In one swift movement my bra slipped away as he hands cupped his prizes.
“Listen please stop” I trembled

He ignored me and pinned me tighter against the wall and bent his head I felt his warm breath before I felt the flick of his moist tongue against my nipple. The pleasure I was feeling blocked out the pain of his grasp.  I melted and abandoned myself to pure pleasure. Too late to turn back now I thought as my hips moved in time with his as we made love thru our clothes. 
Too late to turn back now the desire outweighed the fear I felt about sleeping with my sister’s boyfriend. . . . . . .

Not even kidding right now bust seriously CH3COO, get some therapy.

Also dont have any daughters

Thanks

where he hell did you get your nasty themes from

SCENARIO: Day at the beach.

What more could one want if not for the priceless beauty on earth?
I could not help but to lift my feet up from the soft blanket
And feel the cold sensation of wet sand as my feet sunk unto earth
My frail body shivered  as the gentle sway of the wind  brushed me by,
Chivalrously, the  gentle breeze excused  my disturbance as it  pushed  around my body

I did not, and even if I wanted, I could not prevent the tears that escaped the reservoirs of my eyelids
I was seeing beauty unveil itself right before my eyes
Just as they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Who am I to disagree, when beauty itself dances and seduces me right where am sitting?

With a gentle push on the blanket, my hands anchored my body  as a I thrived to stand
My slip dress, as much as it tried, it failed its war agaist the wind
Flapping back and forth, the brown dress  followed the wind in whichever direction it was given
Just as I was walking towards the aqua water
I stopped to question myself

What is it that made me smiled?
What is the  reason for the joy that filled and overflowed my cup of happiness?
Was it because I felt like a beauty, Like I was beauty itself?
Was is it?

Smiling secretly, I continued on my journey
At last, I  finally reached the water,
Not an ounce of regret for the curiosity that ruled and controlled me
I willingly indulged in curiosity itself

With elegance, I bent and cupped my hands to steal a handful of water from mother nature
My tongues tingled at its cold and saltiness
Hmmm,
Something pulled me up and forced my eyes to view the sunset
I laughed, so is  this jealousy?
Dear, sunset, what makes you think I did not noticed you?
At the same time my eyes widened in  appreciation  of the sunset's loveliness.
Red orange  ball surrounded by black sinister clouds
What a beauty.

What more could one want if not for this  priceless beauty of beaches on earth?

The hairs on my neck stood up as if being pulled to attention.
With a secret chuckle, I knew.
My face turned around to where I was just sitting a mere minute ago.
Only to encounter the eyes of a seducing cat.

With another chuckle, I asked myself again
What more could I want if not for the priceless beauty of beaches on earth?

What more, if not for the man that looks at me like a goddess, and for our innocent baby  that he carries so lovingly in his arms?
With this answers, my feet competed against each other as they ran to the cause of my happiness.

Too long? but yet you can sit there and read Negro Ntns's paragraphs and paragraphs of essay.

Sorry, am not into erotica and sex and all that. . .

the two women above are currently vying for the title of the most banned Nlders.  

Abeg Madamn Finch!

Your not into sex or erotica yet. . . . Ha! I love young girls like you. Can't wait for you to get turned out!

Hey man! 

I just read it over.  It could have been worse.  Wish I included more detail.  Thx

Are you still sour from that torrid narrative? Don't cry. I won't scare you with any more demented trash  .
And I wrote for Finch not theme.

_{if it makes you feel any better I have fed it to the dogs.  don't wanna be held responsible for causing heart attacks over temperate fiction}

lol you're sick.  no offense taken jare. get back on topic and post something else.

Erotica

what is wrong with me?
Her touches. .  .they make me shudder, her kisses. . . .they melt my defences. Why can't I resist?
I'm carried awaylike a raft, pulled inexorably into the raging sea by the receding tide.
She knows where to touch, what motions to makewhat recesses to explore. She leaves me breathless!

Now I turn aggressor, the flames of passion truly lit. . . .not even the floods of Noah cannot extinguish them.
She now quivers in returnbegging, no, pleading for my touch. her nails digging furrows on my back as our sweat glistens in the faint light of dusk.
So demanding, so deafening are the sounds she makes. . . . yet they are but soft, deep moans; feral expressions of the deepest longings stoked, bursting into a conflagration exploding like a volcano. But this is wrong, forbidden pleasure at its sultry, sensuous peak.

Our bodies are indistinguishable, brown skin intertwined with milk chocolate. . . . who now is the prey, and who is the predator? It matters no longer as we yearn to satisfy the lustful longings burning in our loins. I look deep in her eyes, I see my desire mirrored in hers. We engage in the deepest form of communication - without uttering a single word.

There's no turning back now, her hips rise to meet my every thrust. She writhes beneath me - a soul possessed by that most basic of instincts. Our hearts race faster, faster. . . .FASTER! Will this feeling never end? Is this how Delilah destroyed Samson? Is this my final act?

We lay spent, limbs entangled, catching our breath. Then it hits me. . . . . she has taken my virginity, my innocence!