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My Second Post Clever title. I left off talking about what I am doing now and what I hope to get from Affairlook. I am not sure if I am using the site effectively. My sense is that it is a lot more productive for paying members. Any feedback would be helpful. I use my 3 IMs each day to start a conversation. Not a lot of luck there. I add people to my Hotlist and try to read the group discussions. I am going to be patient  . Let me leave you with an excerpt from an erotic novel I helped edit; As they entered the room, Jessika noticed Kiane straddling some woman on one of the tables. Their tongues lapped at each other like thirsty dogs. The other female had a lavender mask only covering her eyes and a cape. It draped around them like a small privacy tent, showing only their flicking tongues. A man in a grey camouflage mask thrust his throbbing cock into Kiane. They slipped off the table with purposeful movements, relocating to a nearby couch. The man sank to his knees behind Kiane, grabbing her sides as he pumped into her. Kiane kissed down the woman’s tender nipples and over her navel until she could submerge her thick tongue into the . Jessika watched until she couldn’t. Multitudes of feelings warred inside her. The veiled stranger who brought her here forced her to turn back. The Kiane was eating slid off the couch until she was on her knees, in front of Kiane. They exchanged a long, passionate lip lock. The woman then grabbed Kiane by her voluptuous hips, guiding her to her feet, as she buried her face between Kiane’s legs. The man behind Kiane, interrupted for a moment, didn’t seem to mind. He slid his own hand around his cock while Kiane softly moaned and squirmed. The other wrapped her arms around Kiane’s legs to keep her from tugging away, but Kiane almost fell over. The man caught Kiane and spun her until she crashed onto the couch. The woman replaced her greedy mouth with greedier fingers, then stood up and leaned over Kiane so that the man could plow her from behind as she finished Kiane. Jessika’s stomach lurched, but she didn’t feel sick. She felt hungry, but not for food. It finally hit her that the center of her attention through the whole scene had been Kiane, her best friend, whom she’d never had an inappropriate thought for. Kiane’s heavy Amor perfume drifted across the room. Jessika would recognize it anywhere. It was bittersweet, like a breakup rose asking for no-strings-attached sex. She gulped, rubbing her thighs together in as inconspicuous a manner as she could. Sticky moisture gathered in her slit, and by moving she only made it run faster down the insides of her legs. Her own musky, coconut-hinted desire reached her nose, and she wondered if the stranger beside her, who watched Kiane and her new friends without reaction, could sense it. Jessika wrapped her arms around herself, shivering as all three of them finished, Kiane for the second time. The man didn’t stick around. He ushered her into another hallway, and they entered the first open door. There was one round bed in the middle of the room, covered in red satin sheets. Ten people could sleep comfortably if they weren’t shy. The mysterious stranger arranged Jessika in the middle, gesturing that she should stay put. He settled himself in the black leather chair, several feet away, in the corner. She laid with arms splayed over her head and legs thrust apart. She knew from submissive training that she should not move until he came to her, but she couldn’t help fidgeting beneath the bright red lighting beating down on her from the chandelier. A naked man with a dark brown ponytail, longer than Jessika’s, entered the room just as her impatience took hold, and she turned her head with a to see him. He wasn’t scrawny, but he wasn’t as buff as she liked. His giraffe-masked face looked from Jessika to the man in the chair. Her stranger waved two fingers towards her, giving the man permission to use her. It had been a long time since she’d let herself be taken. Her vagina gasped, contracting on itself at the idea of being penetrated. Her mouth went dry, as if her cunt needed the extra drool. Her own excitement was a surprise. The man climbed onto the side of the bed on all fours and hunkered over her like an animal. She trembled as his thin, cold fingers enclosed her fists in his and pressed them into the bed so she couldn’t move. He forced her thighs further apart with a jab from each bony knee. Jessika’s eyes were glued to the long snout shielding his mouth. There would be no connection beyond the physical. He was all lust, need, and desire, with the scent of another woman still clinging to him, hot against her chin, as his labored breathing escaped the mask. He didn’t bother with foreplay, but Jessika was slick with the arousal of watching Kiane’s pounding. He felt weird inside her, like he didn’t belong. It wasn’t the first time she’d fucked a stranger, but circumstances had been different then. Jessika wasn’t complaining. His erection was strong and thick, the way she liked, but he lacked the precision of a lover. He thrust as if he were afraid to hurt her, yet held her as if he didn’t care. Jessika wasn’t satisfied until she could feel a man’s ball sack slapping against her ass, harder with each push. She wanted him to plow her so hard it hurt them both, but he was too tentative, not a true domme. Jessika glanced at the man in the armchair, sitting with one leg folded over the other, elbows resting on the armrest, fingers grazing his supple lips. He looked trapped in deep thought, and she longed to be privy. Could he be a true dom? She decided to take what she wanted. She thrust her hips into Giraffe Man as hard as she could, wrenching her hands away from his in an attempt to brace herself. Her knuckles hit the mahogany headboard and she pushed off it with the pads of her fingers, pleased by the confusion in the man’s husky blue eyes. Jessika looked back at, the man in the chair, his approval, but his expression was still that of a thin, straight line, and his mask holes cast his eyes in shadow. Giraffe Man wrapped his arms behind her, pressing against her shoulder blades. He flipped onto his back, forcing Jessika to straddle him. She planted her feet on the bed on either side of him and bounced. He pushed her higher and higher with his hands on her ass. Lucia NSA, FWB, DFK, LFK, DATY, love it all |
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