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Post by MiDZ on Mar 25, 2014 20:26:36 GMT -5
"Mm," she purred, nuzzling him, "I'm glad for that. A man should protect his lover if he loves her. Where are you taking us, my darling?"
She looked out at the greenery in front of them, soft leaves brushing at her dangling feet and shoulders as they walked. She was beginning to ache for his attention again, wanting his touch and his body inside hers, pulsing and hot, but she wouldn't ask for it yet. It wasn't ladylike.
(That's okay. What blue wolf?)
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Mar 26, 2014 16:16:00 GMT -5
"Someplace," He was searching for patch of grass. Soft grass. The softest grass he could possibly fine where the moonlight hit them just right, and the stars themselves could watch them as they again became one. Where each individual green blade together created a plushful bedding that embraced their skin caressing them softly. While the nearby flora filled their sense of smell with the sweetest of scents. "Someplace just right," ( This magnificent beast! I have, yet to find the original source to have the image as big as possible. I'd buy a poster of if I could find it. It's lovely, blue wolves are amazing funnily enough my favorite of the wolves? Arctic lol) |
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Post by MiDZ on Mar 26, 2014 16:24:46 GMT -5
Oshira smiled and purred, taking the time to rest in her lover's arms while she could. She looked around, helping him search for a place that was just right for their love making. "Perhaps over there?" she suggested, gesturing to a lush grassy area surrounded by a grove of bamboo. The way the wind blew gently through the stalks sent the greenery clacking softly against each other and the moonlight was shining down upon the sight, casting the plants in a silver glow. (Wow, he looks awesome.  So beautiful.) |
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Mar 26, 2014 20:10:46 GMT -5
Kenta glanced to the patch that she had shown him. It fit exactly what he was looking for.
"Hmm," He started off in the direction of the bamboo surrounded plush grass. The whimsical singing whispers of the bamboo began as the pair reached the center of the patch.
"Just right," He placed his lover in the welcoming caresses of the long grass blades only to join her.
(I think so too. I usually can't find blue phase wolves, and it's a shame because they're just stunning. Blue phase happens when a black phase begins to blue out, or lose it's black fur for white fur. Typically aging dogs turn white, but black dogs usually stay black throughout their life. Well in wolves black wolves lose their black fur quickly, and it's only a couple of years until they're barely even black despite only being a few years old.)
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Post by MiDZ on Mar 26, 2014 20:35:16 GMT -5
Oshira sighed peacefully,enjoying the touch of the soft grass blades against her warm, naked skin. She enfolded Kenta in her arms, holding him loosely but warmly as she kissed his mouth. She felt her entrance pulse gently, her breasts aching for his touch, his mouth. She ran her hand tenderly through his hair, whispering sweet words into his ears.
The bamboo whispered and the moon rose a bit more, as if to watch the two lovers in the soft grass.
(Wow. It's like Lipizzan horses.)
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Mar 27, 2014 15:39:37 GMT -5
The pirate kissed the woman who he could call his lover with satisfaction and delight. His hands eagarly found their way to her chest to tease and play with her perky breasts. He traced circles around the harden mounds before pinching and an ever so gentle tug. Nature's whispers filled the air around them, and gave them the certain ambiance that romantics would die for.
(My interest in horses hasn't led my that far in lol I've never heard of a Lipizzan before. They change color?)
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Post by MiDZ on Mar 27, 2014 16:39:15 GMT -5
Oshira moaned, lifting her hips and brushing them against Kenta's body, teasing his manhood. She kissed him back, her hands in his hair as he fondled her breasts. "Ah, Kaizoku," she purred, "Your name?" (When they're born they start off brown, changing to silver and then white as they grow into adults. ) |
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Mar 28, 2014 15:57:00 GMT -5
One of the pirate's hands walked away towards her nether regions only to slip in between her thighs, and to please at her core. His fingers slid effortlessly within her hot canal because she was just aching, for another round with him.
"Kenta," He whispered against her lips after parting from them. They yet again collided unto her's to continue an exchange of slave.
(Ooohh that sounds so cool! Are they racers, or drafters? I have a bias towards draft breeds, I love them large)
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Post by MiDZ on Mar 28, 2014 20:59:00 GMT -5
She kissed back, her mouth hungry for him, her hips bucking from pleasure as he fingered her core and teased her. The touch of his hands was exquisite, she would never grow tired or bored with him, and she took a moment to hold his head to her breast so he could play. She was looking at the moon peaking over the bamboo, and an excited thrill filled her, the thought of making love beneath the moon's gaze, making others grown hot and tight and hard thanks to her and Kenta's love, was intoxicating.
"Oshira," she panted in return, "My name tis Oshira."
(They're pretty big, so more draft horse I soppuse. They are war horses, trained to kick out at enemy soldiers (or at least they were. They mainly dance now).)
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Mar 31, 2014 16:17:13 GMT -5
Having her breasts right within reach of his lips they took a hold of the harden tips to the mounds that made themselves home on the center of her breasts. He sucked on them as his fingers slid into her deeper. As deep as his knuckles would let him. He murmured something to her, but with his mouth busy it just sounded liked incoherent grunts. Oshira, He had gotten her name at least. It was a bit comedic. They passionately met, and they were starting another round before they even learnt each other's names. (Oooh that's pretty cool. I've spent my years honing my dog breeds by memory, so I have a lot to learn about horses lol I'm know the pretty common ones like Clydesdales, Shires, Belgian Drafts, Percheron, also my Viking infatuation has led me to Fjords. They have a multicolored manes! Speaking of horses, a trio walked right into my yard this weekend, and started just horsing around lol, seriously they walked around exploring, eating grass, horse stuff,) |
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Post by MiDZ on Mar 31, 2014 17:14:17 GMT -5
She ran her hands through his hair, moaning encouragement to him as he suckled. She may not have known his name before this but she knew him, knew his heart and mind and soul, the only thing left had been to know his body so fully that she could remember every inch of him. Shesqurmed gently beneath him, silky skin caressing and exciting his own.
(They just walked in? Where's they come from?)
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Mar 31, 2014 20:07:04 GMT -5
His teeth gently bit on the end, and tug a tad bit while his hand slipped out of her. He placed his open palms against her inner thigh to spread them apart. His lips began kissing down his lover. His soft kisses painted down her abdomen until they reached her thighs. He glanced up at her with a smirk before he slid his tongue between her lower lips teasing her. His lips embraced her bud, and he sucked softly.
(Down the road lol, I guess someone's horses got out, and decided to have a stroll. They hung out, for like half an hour just exploring. A black one, red/brown/ and white & blonde one like a paint/pinto IDK)
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Post by MiDZ on Mar 31, 2014 20:37:34 GMT -5
"Oh, ohhh, Kenta, ah!" she moaned, purring as his soft mouth and experienced tounge teased her gently. She wrapped her legs around his back, holding gently with her fingers in his hair, enjoying his attentions. The bamboo clacked in the softly blowing wind, and the moon peaked over the tips just a bit more, spying on the two lovers.
(Wow.)
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Apr 1, 2014 20:11:22 GMT -5
A grin formed across of the pirate's lips. She trapped him to her nether regions, and that was fine by him. His tongue slid into her core lapping away at her increasing essence. The taste was a sort of a high for him. He was able to taste the want and need of him from her. Her moans of pleasure just ushered him onward. His tongue slid deeper in her core. ( Here they are) |
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Post by MiDZ on Apr 1, 2014 20:38:57 GMT -5
She cried out, liquid heat spilling from her core and flowing against Kenta's tongue and into his hot mouth. Her hips were bucking, her legs tightening around his chest as she blissfully came, and oh, she knew she was loved by him.
She squirmed, twisting against him.
(They really did just walk in didn't they. Walked right up to the salad bar and started munching. lol.)
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So beautiful.)