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[favourpurveyor]

How did you lose your virginity?

I don't believe I want to answer that question in any detail. In point of fact, the details have become mercifully blurred with the passing of time. I was very young, and I have lived for a very long time by usual standards. Not as long as some here, perhaps, but I am human, regardless of what some may say. My

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[amy_uncensored]

I certainly hope that your fear of vulnerability doesn't keep you from enjoying sexual pleasure at all. That would be quite a shame...

[favourpurveyor]

*raises eyebrow, intrigued*

Oh, certainly not. Just as long as I am not in the vulnerable position I was once forced to accept.

[amy_uncensored]

*raises eyebrow as well, and takes a drag from her cigarette* Oh? And what positions do you accept, if I may ask?

[favourpurveyor]

*is unfazed* Positions of power. Or equality at the very least.

[amy_uncensored]

*Amy melts into the kiss, her arms going around her neck, her body pressing against his. She can't help but think how shocked and appalled her father would be if he saw her now, kissing a black man, planning to do other things with a black man, and it gives her a fierce sense of triumph. She moves her arms down so she can slip her hands beneath his shirt and up to his chest, feeling the smooth skin there*

[favourpurveyor]

*his arms slide around her, not breaking the kiss, and his hands fist on the material of her dress, at the level of her waist*

[amy_uncensored]

Yes. *she whispers against his lips* Take it off. Rip it off if you wish. Just do it now... please. *she kisses him again*

[favourpurveyor]

*returns the kiss fervently, then pauses to whisper teasingly* A shame to ruin such a garment. *hands feel for the buttons, undoing them as he finds them*

[amy_uncensored]

God! *Her control finally snaps and she almost screams the word, her body bucking up against his. If this is his idea of power, the quiet and unobtrusive kind, it's working. She's completely at his mercy now and no longer caring if she has to beg* What are you waiting for? *Her voice verges on hysterical*

[favourpurveyor]

*chuckles*

Well, actually, more or less that.

*finally starts to move in a way that's not just reaction*

[amy_uncensored]

I hate you *she whispers, her eyes fluttering. In retribution she lifts her head and kisses him, seizing his bottom lip in her teeth*

[favourpurveyor]

*has just enough time to respond*

No, you don't.

*kisses her back, pressing her down into the bed*