adult subject matter, niblets!railroad_spikeNovember 27 2004, 23:54:22 UTC
A bloke couldn't be any luckier then I was at the bloody moment and I owed it all to my sweet Drusilla, who wasn't usually a bi-sexual by nature, butdid enjoy girls before killing them.
As I entered her, from behind, I paused, lingering deep inside of her, and watched as he expertly teased Lucy's what I had to bloody say, very sweet clit.
She was driving Lucy wild, who looked at me as if she had just won the bloody sweepstakes with all of the pleasure that was being brought to her.
Little did she know that in a very short amount of time, she would be feeling her last and final bloody vestiges of pleasure. Still, I smiled at her as I smoothly started to pump in and out of my wicked plum, as I moved my hands from her hips to her nipples, where I began to stimulate and tease them with my cold fingers.
Now Drusilla was moaning, along with Lucy. I was a lucky bloody bloke.
Re: adult subject matter, niblets!ripe_wickedplumNovember 28 2004, 00:17:29 UTC
I licked away all the juices from Lucy making her moan for me. Her body yielding to my touch, hot and pregnant with desire and passion. Soon her moans will become screams, and even then she will so willingly give herself to us, like she is doing now
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Re: adult subject matter, niblets!railroad_spikeNovember 28 2004, 00:34:45 UTC
I entered my wicked plum from the front and that with Lucy playing and sucking on her nipples made her moan so beautifully. I loved it when Drusilla was happy.
I would spend the rest of our lives making her happy. I pushed into her, bending down past the working neck muscles of miss Lucy and kissed Drusilla as I drove into her lovingly.
I then raised myself back up, took Lucy by her neck, and kissed her firmly on the mouth. I was so hot that I had to fight to keep my fangs from showing, yet.
I kissed her hard and bit her tongue ever so slightly, enjoying the taste of her blood as she backed away and I then focused in on Drusilla and her lovely bloody velvet palace again.
Re: adult subject matter, niblets!ripe_wickedplumNovember 28 2004, 00:53:52 UTC
I was going mad with desire, every fiber of my being screaming at me. I felt to urge to show my fangs and taste the flower that was Lucy while my Spike pleasured me. I wanted to drink her dry, to make her scream
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I didn't like bloody lying to my wicked plum, but hey, evil here, I could lie with the sodding best of them.
"I feel divine, my pet. I feel like this whole bloody ship is ours for the taking. I feel like all of America is bloody ours for the taken. I feel like little miss slayer Sunnydale is in big bloody trouble when she has to face the big bad!"
Okay, I really bloody did feel that way about the last part, but as for what we had just did to the little bird, I didn't feel warm inside. I felt a bone chilling cold, colder then my sodding normal body temperature and I didn't like it. I was evil, the most wicked in all of the sodding lands, and I was that way because of my Drusilla, who erased my mediocrity and made me what I BLOODY WAS.
It was time to feel that once more, and not feel bad about the little bit, Lucy, who I had just dumped overboard.
Yes. That was the Spike that I wanted to hear. He was the epitome of evil. I held him like a small child. Letting him explore my naked body. The night was ours and stars sang to me, telling me that Sunnydale was near. I was excited. I could still smell Lucy on my Spike’s skin and it excited me.
I felt like a bath. To play with the water and smell like myself again even though I did love the smell of Lucy, I wanted it to linger just for a little bit. Hers was a sweet, sweet fragrance. But sort of missed the way I smelled.
I kissed him again. How I loved my Spike kisses, they were full of evil, passion and desire. I caressed his back as I kissed him. Pulling away I licked my lips savoring his kiss.
He was always so wicked, and this time he had been his most wickedest, making Lucy bleed like that. It made me giggle.
I wanted to play more with my Spike, but I also wanted to know what else he had in mind.
“What kind of games would you like to play now precious?” I asked him.
I looked up at her. "Well, my pet, I would bloody like to start with a nice shower or possibly a jacuzzi. This bloody ship has to have one somewhere."
I wanted and needed to wipe the scent of Lucy off of me. I had never had this bloody feeling before, but I didn't like it. Maybe I needed another sodding victim. Maybe the blood of some ponce would make me feel better.
"What do you say, love? Want to find a jacuzzi and make with the bubbly fun and then do some other naughty bits after?"
She smiled that devious, lovely bloody smile and I already felt like my old self again.
I left my bleeding wallet in the nightstand next to the bed and followed her, as she pulled me by the hand, out of the room.
I remembered seeing a Jacuzzi right before we ate the couple the night before. I pulled my Spike towards it. It was a nice and private little place, one of many in this ship.
Spike began to prepare the bath for us and I was happier than a girl vampire could be. I loved the bubbles, and the sound of the running water.
Finally it was ready and its sight delighted me. I smiled at Spike and he lifted me up and put me down into the warm water. I began to play with the bubbles pulling them towards me.
I noticed Spike staring at me, laughing a bit and I stretched out my arms and beckoned him to come join me.
"You can be naughty with me, anytime, my dark beauty."
I felt as though I was the naughty bloke though, as I caressed every inch of her delicate, and yet murderous body from eyebrows to toes.
I teased her, coerced her bot with my buggering fingers and with my tongue, myself naked, my cock standing at attention, eyeing the wonder that she was, also.
"Baby, why don't we make bloody love until this ship gets to port? I couldn't bare another wrinkly old man telling me what's what and I don't fancy having the entire ship knowing of what we are, either."
I carried her over to the bed. We had made love tens of thousands of times, and I never grew tired of it. Quite the bloody opposite in fact. I cherished it more and bloody more every time. She was my salvation, only we generally didn't make love on a comfy bedy.
I studied her as the gave me her grin. This would be an exciting few days until we reached the shores of the bloody states.
“Rrruf!” I loved the idea of making love day and night. Just thinking about it made my insides jump around and jiggle with delight.
“Mmmm, mommy likes” I purred.
His kisses felt like hot coals all over my body, full of wanting. He kissed me from head to toe, exploring every inch of me, making me giggle and moan all at the same time. I arched my back every time he kissed me. Licking my lips as if I had tasted the sweetest blood around.
“Oh… Mmmm, yes….” He knew every inch of me, every scratch, every line… it was pure bliss.
I bit my lip hard, and tasted the few droplets of blood that made their way so slowly into my tongue. Finally his kisses made it to my lips, and we began to kiss passionately, my hands exploring his body as well.
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As I entered her, from behind, I paused, lingering deep inside of her, and watched as he expertly teased Lucy's what I had to bloody say, very sweet clit.
She was driving Lucy wild, who looked at me as if she had just won the bloody sweepstakes with all of the pleasure that was being brought to her.
Little did she know that in a very short amount of time, she would be feeling her last and final bloody vestiges of pleasure. Still, I smiled at her as I smoothly started to pump in and out of my wicked plum, as I moved my hands from her hips to her nipples, where I began to stimulate and tease them with my cold fingers.
Now Drusilla was moaning, along with Lucy. I was a lucky bloody bloke.
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I would spend the rest of our lives making her happy.
I pushed into her, bending down past the working neck muscles of miss Lucy and kissed Drusilla as I drove into her lovingly.
I then raised myself back up, took Lucy by her neck, and kissed her firmly on the mouth. I was so hot that I had to fight to keep my fangs from showing, yet.
I kissed her hard and bit her tongue ever so slightly, enjoying the taste of her blood as she backed away and I then focused in on Drusilla and her lovely bloody velvet palace again.
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"I feel divine, my pet. I feel like this whole bloody ship is ours for the taking. I feel like all of America is bloody ours for the taken. I feel like little miss slayer Sunnydale is in big bloody trouble when she has to face the big bad!"
Okay, I really bloody did feel that way about the last part, but as for what we had just did to the little bird, I didn't feel warm inside. I felt a bone chilling cold, colder then my sodding normal body temperature and I didn't like it. I was evil, the most wicked in all of the sodding lands, and I was that way because of my Drusilla, who erased my mediocrity and made me what I BLOODY WAS.
It was time to feel that once more, and not feel bad about the little bit, Lucy, who I had just dumped overboard.
I nestled up against my lamb, and embraced her.
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I felt like a bath. To play with the water and smell like myself again even though I did love the smell of Lucy, I wanted it to linger just for a little bit. Hers was a sweet, sweet fragrance. But sort of missed the way I smelled.
I kissed him again. How I loved my Spike kisses, they were full of evil, passion and desire. I caressed his back as I kissed him. Pulling away I licked my lips savoring his kiss.
He was always so wicked, and this time he had been his most wickedest, making Lucy bleed like that. It made me giggle.
I wanted to play more with my Spike, but I also wanted to know what else he had in mind.
“What kind of games would you like to play now precious?” I asked him.
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I wanted and needed to wipe the scent of Lucy off of me. I had never had this bloody feeling before, but I didn't like it. Maybe I needed another sodding victim. Maybe the blood of some ponce would make me feel better.
"What do you say, love? Want to find a jacuzzi and make with the bubbly fun and then do some other naughty bits after?"
She smiled that devious, lovely bloody smile and I already felt like my old self again.
I left my bleeding wallet in the nightstand next to the bed and followed her, as she pulled me by the hand, out of the room.
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Spike began to prepare the bath for us and I was happier than a girl vampire could be. I loved the bubbles, and the sound of the running water.
Finally it was ready and its sight delighted me. I smiled at Spike and he lifted me up and put me down into the warm water. I began to play with the bubbles pulling them towards me.
I noticed Spike staring at me, laughing a bit and I stretched out my arms and beckoned him to come join me.
“Will you join mommy for some soapy fun?”
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I felt as though I was the naughty bloke though, as I caressed every inch of her delicate, and yet murderous body from eyebrows to toes.
I teased her, coerced her bot with my buggering fingers and with my tongue, myself naked, my cock standing at attention, eyeing the wonder that she was, also.
"Baby, why don't we make bloody love until this ship gets to port? I couldn't bare another wrinkly old man telling me what's what and I don't fancy having the entire ship knowing of what we are, either."
I carried her over to the bed. We had made love tens of thousands of times, and I never grew tired of it. Quite the bloody opposite in fact. I cherished it more and bloody more every time. She was my salvation, only we generally didn't make love on a comfy bedy.
I studied her as the gave me her grin. This would be an exciting few days until we reached the shores of the bloody states.
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“Mmmm, mommy likes” I purred.
His kisses felt like hot coals all over my body, full of wanting. He kissed me from head to toe, exploring every inch of me, making me giggle and moan all at the same time. I arched my back every time he kissed me. Licking my lips as if I had tasted the sweetest blood around.
“Oh… Mmmm, yes….” He knew every inch of me, every scratch, every line… it was pure bliss.
I bit my lip hard, and tasted the few droplets of blood that made their way so slowly into my tongue. Finally his kisses made it to my lips, and we began to kiss passionately, my hands exploring his body as well.
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