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"Immortals" Roleplay

Blair1216

Pulsar
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Texas
Okay here is where we left off :)[/font]


Brynn​ stood​ in​ silence,​ shock​ shown​ across​ her​ face.​ Her​ eyes​ watered,​ but​ she​ quickly​ wiped​ it​ away​ with​ a​ swipe​ of​ her​ hand.​ Her​ eyeliner​ made​ a​ streak​ across​ her​ cheek.​ Her​ knees​ felt​ weak,​ making​ her​ sit​ back​ down​ at​ the​ foot​ of​ the​ bed​ as​ she​ took​ in​ a​ deep​ breath.​ "You're​ immortal?"​ she​ asked,​ looking​ up​ at​ him​ with​ slightly​ terrified​ eyes.​ She​ felt​ like​ she​ was​ in​ a​ Twilight,​ accept​ hungover.​ "So​ does​ that​ mean...​ I...?"​ She​ couldn't​ say​ it,​ but​ she​ knew​ it​ must​ have​ been​ true.​ Even​ though​ she​ was​ quite​ in​ the​ dark​ about​ all​ of​ this,​ she​ could​ take​ a​ hint​ and​ use​ her​ context​ clues.​ Brynn​ shook​ her​ head​ slowly,​ feeling​ dizzier​ than​ she​ ever​ remembered...​ Her​ eyes​ found​ the​ window,​ and​ she​ saw​ the​ huge​ iron​ gate​ miles​ away,​ completely​ going​ around​ the​ perimeter...​ What​ the​ hell​ did​ she​ get​ involved​ in?​ --------​ Patrick​ looked​ at​ her​ book​ and​ frowned,​ reading​ every​ word​ over​ and​ over....​ His​ heart​ sank​ a​ little.​ It​ was​ true...​ He​ was​ an​ ass,​ but​ he​ didn't​ realize​ this​ wasn't​ a​ game​ to​ her​ anymore.​ For​ years,​ they​ went​ back​ and​ forth​ like​ a​ cat​ and​ mouse,​ and​ it​ was​ all​ fun.​ Sometimes​ they​ fought,​ but​ it​ usually​ ended​ before​ it​ started,​ for​ they​ didn't​ let​ eachother​ get​ to​ the​ other's​ emotions.​ "Abby,"​ he​ sighed​ after​ a​ moment,​ finally​ looking​ up​ from​ the​ flower​ and​ it's​ note.​ "I...​ I'm​ not​ the​ person​ you​ need​ to​ be​ writing​ things​ like​ this​ about."​ He​ frowned​ and​ closed​ it,​ placing​ it​ back​ on​ the​ bench​ before​ walking​ over​ to​ her.​ "I'm​ a​ jerk.​ I​ know​ that...​ Which​ is​ why​ you​ needn't​ put​ much​ faith​ in​ me.​ You've​ got​ many​ men​ who​ would​ deserve​ you​ more​ than​ I."​ --------​ *Click,​ click,​ click,​ click...."​ The​ sound​ of​ Scarlet's​ heels​ were​ fierce​ and​ defiant,​ each​ *click*​ sounding​ with​ importance.​ Her​ vibrant​ red​ hair​ gleamed​ against​ her​ fair​ skin,​ curled​ away​ from​ her​ face​ and​ down​ her​ shoulders,​ pinned​ back​ on​ one​ side.​ Her​ cheeks​ has​ a​ hint​ of​ pink,​ her​ eyes​ rimmed​ with​ winged​ eyeliner,​ and​ her​ lips​ were​ ruby​ red...​ As​ walked​ down​ the​ hall​ from​ the​ main​ entrance,​ a​ guard​ behind​ her​ with​ her​ bags,​ the​ conversation​ fell​ from​ the​ room.​ Most​ of​ the​ men​ in​ the​ room​ appreciated​ her​ figure,​ which​ was​ much​ curvier​ than​ most​ in​ the​ hip​ and​ bust​ area,​ yet​ her​ tiny​ waist​ was​ accentuated​ by​ her​ royal​ blue​ mini​ dress​ that​ hung​ at​ her​ knees​ and​ flowed​ as​ she​ walked.​ She​ was​ eighteen,​ but​ had​ an​ air​ about​ her​ that​ made​ her​ seem​ much​ older.​ Her​ legs​ were​ striking​ as​ she​ maintained​ perfect​ balance​ in​ her​ black​ suede​ pumps​ that​ rapped​ around​ her​ ankles,​ even​ as​ she​ walked​ up​ the​ staircase​ toward​ John​ Townsend's​ wing​ of​ the​ castle.​ They​ led​ her​ to​ his​ office​ while​ a​ messenger​ went​ to​ alert​ him​ of​ her​ presence,​ and​ she​ went​ to​ stand​ my​ the​ window,​ looking​ at​ the​ view​ of​ her​ new​ home.
 
William didn't stop walking as he yelled back "Yes I am immortal, yes you are too, now goodbye!" It wasn't hard to see that William clearly wanted to leave the room and get to some food. Although he did have a soft spot for Brynn somewhere very deep down inside, it was far to deep to come out anytime soon. He understood the pain that followed after losing her parents, he saw Patrick head down the same destructive road before they became immortal. The out of control drinking and all night partying was nothing new for William to see. He tried his best to care for Patrick during that time and was forced to do so with Brynn. At this point in time he was fed up with the behavior and wanted nothing to do with it, which is why he tried to take his life by giving Brynn life. When he woke up it felt like someone was pouring alcohol into his wounds. He was bitter with Brynn for getting life without taking his. He knew now that he would have to try and find another way to lose his immortality. Of course this would be more difficult now that Scarlet was going to be in the manor with him. That was another problem in itself to have Scarlet and Patrick in the same place. Now more than food, he wanted to be alone in his room sleeping. ------ Abigail looked at him blankly and with no emotion repeated herself. "Get out of my sight Patrick" Her arm held out pointing at the exit of her garden. As much as it hurt her to stand her ground and force Patrick to leave her side, she just couldn't stand to look at him. He had hurt her for the last time and she finally realized that he would never change for her so she needed to find a way to get over whatever feelings she held for him. Her only mistake now would be looking him in the eyes before he walked away. Her heart longed for him, and his eyes were the gateway to the truth behind his hard outter shell. Regardless if the words were spoken, she knew Patrick wasn't this hard person, he had a soft spot somewhere inside of him. It was the deep down soft spot that kept her drawn to Patrick, she wanted to pull it out because she could see the potential within him. She also knew that for now, she had to let him go to show him what he was missing. Now all she could do was hope that he would miss her and come back to her. Maybe somehow, for once, fight for her, fight to stay with her. She didn't want to get her hopes up none the less so right in that moment she decided to take it step by step. Word by word. ------- John sat in the smoking room sipping on a brandy as the chatter kept up around him. A messanger swiftly walked up to John and whispered that Scarlet was waiting in his office. "Excuse me gentlemen, I have a meeting to attend." He rose from his armchair and buttoned his coat. As he made his way to his office he thought of a million tasks to give Scarlet to keep William out of trouble. As he walked into the door he was about to start throwing out words but stopped in his tracks when he saw the siloette of the woman in the window. "Hello" His voice smooth and charming. He put on his million dollar smile and was almost anxious to see her face. John was always known as the man who never settled down and only had 'dates' never a relationship. He almost already had a date or two planned out with Scarlet just from seeing her in the window.
 
Brynn bit the inside of her cheek and looked away from him. "Well, thanks for nothing," she muttered, her tone bitter and quiet. She marched past him, down the hall and toward the corridor. She needed air... It felt like she couldn't even breath. But right as she did, two guards stopped her, even when she threw a stream of angry words toward them. "I'm leaving! You can't make me stay here!" She pushed at them, tripping over her heels. It was then and only then that she let a few tears escape for two reasons - The fact that she was being forced to stay in this cold, dreary castle... And the fact that she had totally hit rock bottom. ------------ Patrick's jaw clenched and he nodded, straightening out his suit. "Fine," he muttered, turning away from her. Why was he so pissed off? I mean, after all, he swore to himself he would get emmotionally attatched... With that, he teleported dining hall where he hoped to see his brother. He needed to get him mind off of Abigail for his own good... Maybe a new toy would do. ------------- Scarlet turned away from the window at the sound of his entrance, her green eyes fierce. "Hello," she said, nodding to him. He was nothing like she expected... Of course, it was obvious that he was atleast ten years her elder, but he was very handsome in the regal way. His smile was charming, yet intimitading. His presence reaked of mystery and danger. As if she would be stupid to get too close to him. Walking toward him, her dress and heels exaggerated her long legs and curvy hips. Her long, strawberry red hair made her look exotic, especially against her oh so fair skin. "Mr. Townsted," she said, "I'm Scarlett Dawson."
 
William finally reached the ballroom and headed for the food first thing. Of course there was the creeping feeling of guilt as he left Brynn behind. At least now he didn't have to watch her and she couldn't get into much trouble here in Townsend Manor. Shortly after he sat down with his food his brother appeared just a few feet away from him. All the eyes in the ballroom were on him, but somehow he managed to ignore every single pair. ------ Abigail let a few silent tears slide down her face before she headed up towards her bed chambers. All the while she knew her she had gotten her hopes up again. She thought for sure this time Patrick would fight for her, but the fact that he didn't spoke volumes. She went into her changing room to refresh her makeup and change into a sexy black lace teddy so she could lay down for a few hours. She knew with some rest she would be ok for the dinner service in the ballroom. ------ John kept the smile upon his face as he reached for her hand. He pressed his lips to her hand with force as he kept the charm in his eyes. She was stunning, and obviously her looks alone excited him. "Scarlet my dear, it is a pleasure to meet you." Please have a seat, he waved his arm over to a chair that sat in front of his desk. He sat on the corner closest to the chair and leaned towards her, taking in her scent. "It is going to be very interesting to have you here." Waiting for a reaction he planned out various dates to have Scarlet at his side.
 
Patrick slid in the chair across from his brother and arched an eyebrow. "I'd love to lecture you on how you are a fucking idiot," he said, glaring. "Getting yourself nearly killed... Why the hell would you even do that? Huh?" He looked at his brother with sad eyes, but shook it away. "Well, I've missed you. And so have the others. Although, you should have seen John when he found out. The whole place shook, I'm pretty sure." He smirked and leaned back in his chair, letting a maid fill a cup of coffee for him. "Speaking of anger..." He rolled his eyes. "I'm almost positive that Abigial will never speak to me again, and not in the usual way. I mean, she seriously hates me." ---------- Brynn was led to a room that she was told was her private room from now on. Bitterly following the maid, she looked around at the beautiful gold and white room with a large round bed, walk in closet, vanity, and balcony. Sniffing a little, she asked the maid if she could be left alone and take a bath. The maid nodded obediently and drew her a hot bath in the huge gold tub in her private bathroom.... When Brynn knew for sure that she was gone, she slipped out of her clothes and in to the hot water, hugging her knees to her naked chest and letting herself cry. And not just a few tears, but a real breakdown that she had not let herself have since her parents died. --------- Scarlet arched her eyebrow, sitting down and crossing her leg in such a way that the dress rode up her thigh a little. "Oh, really?" she said in a sultry voice. Her youthful appearence seemed to be knocked dead by her seductive posture. "Well, Mr. Townsted, I will have to say that I'm not to sure about my stay here. Afterall, I haven't necessarily heard amazing things about you." She was blunt and defiant, but in a calm and collected way. "But I will thank you for reuniting my older brother's and I after all of this time, whatever your intentions may be."
 
William looked at Patrick blankly as he shoveled food into his mouth. Entirely ignoring what Patrick said about him being an idiot and John being upset he responded with a mouth full of food, "What did you do to her now?" He knew very well that their situation was give and take, but for Abigail to be that upset meant that he obviously did something horrible. He didn't stop forcing the food into his mouth until he took a drink of his water. Then somehow, for whatever reason, Brynn standing alone and scared in the infirmary popped into his head. Even as he tried to shake the image out of his head, he still felt the guilt. ------ Abigail decided to soak in the tub before she took her nap. Quickly wrapping her long blonde waves into a loose bun she dipped her toes in the warm water before letting her entire body submerge in the water. Her nipples suddenly hard at the dramatic temperature change. "Ahhhhhh, this is just what I need." She sighed deeply as her body relaxed. Her mind wandered back to Patrick. She didn't know why, but she couldn't move on from him. There was just something special that she felt in her heart when he was around. ------ John chuckled as he let his hand slide down Scarlet's thigh. "Oh my dear, you are here on business. Are you aware of what William has gotten himself into? Your new job is to keep him out of trouble." He let his hand wander further up her thigh. Her legs were smooth under his big hands and he felt the slightest twinge come from his pants. Never had he wanted a woman so much. "Maybe a few other duties as well." He said giving her a devilish smile.
 
Patrick groaned and leaned on his hand. He let images Abigail run through his mind, and it made him feel terrible. He hated to see her cry, even more so than any other woman. "I just tried to push her away a little... Enough for her to have little expectations for me," he mumbled, staring at his plate. "I don't want to just disappoint her. That tends to me a trend with me." He shrugged and looked over at his younger brother. "What should I do?" ---------- Brynn continued to cry while in the tub, running her hands through her hair, then washing away her eyeliner and streaked mascara. Her rather large breasts for her frame barely touched the water, her hair going down her back and fanning around her. Sniffing, leaned her head on the edge and tried to figure out what she was going to do... --------- Scarlet tensed a little as the contact of his hand on her thigh. She fought a sigh, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. He was sexy... In the older, more refined way. And she feared him as much as she instantly lusted for him... It was a feeling she was not used to, and she certainly wasn't going to come across as a complete whore. With that, she grabbed his hand and pushed it off her thigh gently, but did it in such a manner that it slide down the length of it all the way down to her knee. "What are you talking about? You said nothing about William being in trouble..." She shook her head and arched an eyebrow, looking him straight on. She had to keep herself composed, even if she felt herself getting wet even at the sound of his voice... No one would know how worked up she was. She kept her back straight, her chest out, and her confident expression on.
 
William didn't let up on his food as he took in what his brother was telling him. After a long drink of water he answered "Why do you do that? You know you feel something for the girl." Another pile of food into his mouth he kept going, "Go talk to her, you know you'd be upset if you really lost her. Then you'd be in my position." William was serious. He felt as if he had nothing to live for, and the both of them trying to do away with their immortal lives would be more trouble than either of them needed. ------ Abigail loved to soak in the tub, but hated to get pruned. So she was already reaching for her towel to get out and dry off her dripping wet curves. She was very curvy in all the right places. Her bust being the largest of the other women in the castle, her waist one of the smallest with hips that completed her hour glass. As she stepped out of the tub she slowly dried off her shoulders and worked down her bust, stomach and gave extra care to her ass and pussy. A fight with Patrick always got her in the mood because it always led to make-up sex. This time she figured that part wouldn't come so she decided to take care of herself for some further relaxation. ------ John let the sly smile spread accross his face as Scarlet pushed his hand down her thigh. "William tried to take his life, by giving life to the human he protected." His hand left her thigh and folded with the other in his lap. "Funny thing is he lived, and she is now immortal. He is a giver all on his own, I assume now he will try and find a way to take his immortal life again and we can't have that now, can we?" His tone serious. Although he felt his length still twitching at the sight of Scarlet, they were talking business and it called for the serious attitude, all other thoughts and wants aside.
 
Scarlet let a flash of vulnerability come across her face at the thought of her dear brother trying to do away with himself. She bit her lip and looked away, trying to compose herself and not appear fragile. Nodding, she let out a deep breath and looked back up at John. "No...," she said, "No, of course not." She certainly didn't want her brother to do any harm to himself, so as for John, she would deal with him to protect William. She took in all of what he said, and leaned on the arm of the chair closest to him. Her leg was crossed in a way to show more of her thigh, and her arms were brought together when her hands folded on the arm of the chair enough to push her cleavage toward him a little. Teasing was something she loved to do, and making men crazy was just the cherry on top. "Very well," she whispered, her green eyes flashing up at him. "I'm willing to help in whatever way you have planned. To keep my brother safe." --------- Patrick nodded and stood up, not being able to make himself wait or not appear eager to go talk to Abigail. "Alright," he said, taking the hint. "I'll go see what I can do... But as for you... I'm glad you are okay." He smiled at his brother and reached down to squeeze his shoulder before going up the stiar case toward Abigail's room. Knocking once, he started to go ahead and turn the knob. "Abby, I know you probably don't want to even see my face right now..."
 
John was surprised at Scarlet's reaction, but her words were exactly what he wanted to hear. "In that case.." He pulled Scarlet out of the chair and his hands immediatly squeezed her breats as he let his lips press against hers with force. "Scarlet someone with your beauty deserves the best. Being that this is my manor I intend on giving you the best and holding you above the others, all I ask is that you are mine." His lips went back to work on her neck as his hands wandered to her hips. He twitched violently in his pants as his hands got closer to her pussy. He did however hold himself back long enough to get a reaction from her. ------ Abigail didn't hear the knock at her door as she rubbed her clit roughly. "Mmmmm...oohhhhh, uhhhhhh" Her moans grew louder the faster she went. By this time she had laid her towel down on the floor and she laid ontop of it with her legs spread and knees bent. Although she was seen as a sex figure in the castle, she had only ever been intimate with one person in both her human life and immortal life, Patrick. His body agaisnt hers is what was getting her off, it was the only thing that got her going.
 
Patrick walked in and heard her moans, and only after a few seconds, a smirk spread across his lips. He slowly and quietly walked through the room and toward her bathroom, looking through the crack of the double doors to find her on the floor, naked, with her legs spread. He had to bit his tongue so that he wouldn't moan, and he already felt himself getting hard at the sight and sound of her. His eyes traced her heaving breasts and hardened nipples, all the way down to her fingers that rubbed circles on her wet pussy... Finally, he pushed the doors open, and with a husky voice, he looked down at her. "Want some help with that?" ------- Scarlet gasped as his hands grasped her breasts, and she felt her skin getting flushed and her body melting to his... Her eyes closes, but she didn't respond. When she felt her dress rising up her thigh, her eyes snapped open. She pushed his hands off of her and back away until her back came in contact with his desk. "There is no way I will be you glamorized whore," she seethed, narrowing her eyes slightly at him. But she didn't seem frightened or offended, only as if she were stopping something to show her upper hand. She didn't like the idea of being a lap dog, and even though he was atleast ten years older, she didn't want to feel like a child being told what to do. Her chest heaving and a flush rising over her neck and cheeks, she lifted her chin. "I'm here to keep my brother safe, Mr. Townstead."
 
Abigial sat up when she heard his deep voice asking if she needed help. Her fingers slipped out of her pussy and she stood up faster than she thought she would after being caught. "Patrick what are you doing!?" She screamed. Her face blushed and she looked down as she rubbed her sticky fingers together behind her back and felt her juices dripping down her thigh as she stood. Then her brain kicked into seductive mode. He had come looking for her, and she would get the make-up sex that she wanted. Slowly walking up to him she stuck her fingers in her mouth and sucked on them gently to tease Patrick. She rubbed what was left on her lips and pressed them against Patricks. Her tongue slowly slipping inside his mouth she felt her pussy get even more wet. "Help me Patrick, please." Her eyes burned into his as she started to undo his pants. ------ John laughed and held her firmly in place. "You will give me what I want Scarlet, you are in my manor. If you don't like it I can send you back and allow William to harm himself. The choice is yours after all." The devilish smile was back on his face, he knew that this wasn't the way to get what he wanted, but at this point he was desperate for her, besides, John was not one to get teased without getting what he wanted. His lips went back to work on her neck and chest eventually sucking her ear lobe into his mouth and sucking on it slightly. His left hand was rubbing her breasts and his right hand was heading south to get a feel of her pussy. When he reached it, he felt the moisture that came from her panties. "Apparently your body wants opposite of your mind." He let his fingers rub her clit in small circles as he went back to her neck.
 
Scarlet opened her mouth to protest, but all that came out was a groan. Leaning against the desk, she let her legs spread of her hand, and her eyes closed tight. He was right. Her body wanted this much more than she would like to admit. As he worked on her clit, her juices started to form and drip down the inside of her thighs, and when she spread her legs, her tight dress rode up to her hips. "You're blackmailing me," she said, trying to maintain some dignity. Her hands still held the edge of the desk, begging her body to move away from him. With that, she shook her head and moved her right hand down to his, pulling it away from her. She thought about how her brother's would be furious with, how much of a slut John must already think she is after just meeting her, and how she was way to stubborn to give him what he wanted. "I'd prefer if you would let me get settled in my room." ------------- Patrick reached down and pushed her hand away from his pants. His cock was rock hard now, especially after tasting her juices on her lips. "It's the least I can do after my behavior," he smirked, his voice husky with lust. Not letting her take control, he pushed her backwards, making her lean against the counter, and spread her legs before getting down on his knees. He was eye level with her pussy, and with his middle finger, he gently flicked it. "What were you thinking of that made you get this wet, Abby?" he asked, smirking mischieviously as he surveyed her gorgeous body. He had never wanted to fuck her this bad...
 
John wasn't a stupid man, he knew when to take advantage of the situation. "Ok, I'll show you to your room" They sly smile still on his face, what she didn't know was that her room was right next to his in a private wing. It was the only one open for the time being and he knew there was a bed there and that no one would be coming in the wing except the maids in the morning. He walked tall as he lead her past a hidden door and into the shorter hallway. Once he was in front of her door he gestured for her to enter before him. As she walked past him he shut the door and locked it behind him just in case. His hands went to grab her tight ass instantly. His mouth at her ear. "I did say I'd get what I want." He licked right under her ear as he let out a heavy breath. ------ Abigail smiled sheepishly and started rubbing her nipples. "I was thinking of you Patrick, I always do, you make my pussy wet." She bit her lip at the sight of him level with her pussy, and was anxious to feel his tongue on her clit. "You know Patrick, you really do owe me this, maybe I should punish you for treating me poorly." Her smile was so big her dimples were extra deep. "What do you think about that?" She let her fingers slide into his hair and grab hold as she arched her back and held on to the counter with her free hand.
 
Patrick smirked, and as a reward, he slid his middle finger into her pussy, still looking up at her. "I know you were thinking of me," he whispered, letting his finger move slowly in and out of her. Watching her play with her own nipples turned him on even more, but he wanted her to beg. "Punish me?" He shook his head, glancing down long enough to see her juices were coating his finger. "How would you punish me...?" A sly smile spread across his face as he added another finger to her dripping pussy. "Tell me, Abigail... Were you able to make yourself come yet?" ----------- Scarlet's body tensed up when she felt him behind her, thinking he would leave once she was shown to her. "Mr. Townsted," she murmured, turning around and taking a step back. "I think you miss understood." Her voice was husky and seductive, even when pushing him away. "I told you I would not be some kind of fuck toy to you..." She walked backwards until the bed stopped her, and she had to cross her legs slightly so that he did not see how her juices managed to slide all the way down her smooth thighs.
 
Abigial threw her head back as she felt his finger slide into her dripping pussy. "No I haven't been able to cum yet. You should help me with that, and instead of me punishing you, maybe you should punish me" She knew how to work Patrick to where she wanted him. She knew that he liked the control. She loved it when he used force when they were having make-up sex, it was the best sex they had. She moved her hips with the motion of his fingers and couldn't take it anymore. It felt so good, yet it just wasn't enough. She needed more, she needed his rock hard cock inside of her throbbing pussy. She moaned loudly as she grabbed his hair tighter. "Patrick I need.. uuuhhhhhh... you in-inside meee" She barely managed to get that out in between all the moans. ------ John chuckled as she backed herself into the bed. "I didn't misunderstand anything Scarlet my dear, you did." He knew that she thought she would be his 'fuck toy' but that simply wasn't the case. "You will not be a 'fuck toy' as you said. Simply we will be at each others side when pleasure is needed. You will be taken care of, and you will not in anyway be a lap dog. The women I make mine are simply that, mine. That is not for the entire manor to know of. You are free to do as you please during the day hours." In the middle of his talking he managed to pull one of her breasts from under her clothing. He kissed her hard nipple softly before flicking at it with his tongue. It didn't take much time for him to be full of sucking at both of her breasts and once again rubbing her now soaked pussy. "My my Scarlet, you do seem to want this. It will stay out little secret so just give your body what it needs, and most obviously wants." His tongue still working away at her breasts as he began to undo his pants.
 
Scarlet moaned and through her head back, her red hair falling across the middle of her back. "Oh...," she gasped, feeling his tongue on both of her breasts, her nipples hard against the cool air. After a few moments, she finally placed a hand on his chest and another in his hair, raking through his thick dark hair as he sucked on her breasts. Her mind was racing, and she knew that this was not going to be stopped. Her pussy just kept getting wetter and wetter for him, needing him to take her. The fact that she felt his hardness against her hip did npt make it any easier on her in the slightest. "Then, Mr. Townsted..." she whispered sexily, nearly out of breath. "Show me exactly why it would be worth it to invest myself in you." ---------- Patrick shook his head and took his fingers out of her pussy. "This is the best part though," he whispered, then took off his blazer, then unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall on the floor. "I like to watch and hear you beg me." Shirtless now, he grabbed her leg and rest it on his shoulder so that her pussy was wide open for him. Leaning closer, he found her clit and licked at it, sucking on it and letting his teeth scrape against it. Mean while, his large hand moved up to her ass and massaged it slowly, moving toward her more forbidden area and letting his middle finger press against the much tighter hole of her body, letting his thumb slide in her pussy. He licked the juices up from her thighs while his hand went to work, then joined it against my sucking greedily at her clit. "Tell me what you were thinking about when you were on the floor fucking yourself, Abby," he whispered against her pussy, his breath hot, "Tell me what you want me to do to you."
 
John smiled as he licked her nipples. "Gladly." He threw her down on the bed and pulled off her dress. She looked even better naked than he had imagined. He bent over her and slowly kissed down her stomach until he reached her soaked pussy. Without hesitation he kissed it and licked it once quickly. He pulled down her panties with his teeth and spread her legs enough to get his face by her pussy. He saw her juices dripping down slowly and licked them up before they fell. He didn't waste time in going full forced with his tongue. Sucking her clit roughly to see how much her amazing body could handle. "Tell me what you want Scarlet, this will be your one chance to be in charge, but not for long." He managed to get out between the licks. ------ Abigail couldn't control herself anymore, she wanted him and she wanted him bad. She let herself slide off the counter slightly so she could ride his face the way she wanted to. After feeling his finger pushing on her asshole she didn't hesitate. "Stick it in Patrick, you know you want to." Her voice low and seductive and she continued to grind her hips on his face. She would give him whatever it was that he wanted tonight, and only hoped that he would stay to make it last all night long. "I was thinking of your cock slamming my pussy Patrick, you think you can do that for me?" As she spoke the words she felt her pussy tighten and then suddenly become more wet than how Patrick found it. He was he weakness and she was hungry for his massive cock.
 
Scarlet's back arched off the bed, her body naked and on display for him. Her fingers tightened in his hair and she already felt her body building up to an orgasm, simply for the fact that she was so ridiculously turned on. The gloves were off, and what ever dignity she was trying to keep, she forgot about. After a moment, she sat up and pulled him up to kiss him full on the lips, tasting her self and sucking on his lips like he was an old lover. "I can tell you like to give it to a girl rough," she whispered, her fingers working at his shirt. "I just so happened to love it rough." Smirking, she continued to kiss him and pull his shirt of his shoulders, gasping at his muscles and mature looking physic. ----------- Patrick let his middle finger slide all the way into her asshole, his thumb still in her pussy and his mouth still on her clit. He wanted to see her cum, for he loved watching her have the first orgasm. It was the much better when he was fucking her through her second, third and fourth. "I plan on doing much more than that," he said, feeling his member tightened to his pants. Looking up, he admired her breasts and the way they bounced as she moved with his fingers and mouth. "God, those men wouldn't even look at you the same if they new the kinky things I know about you," he murmured, teasingly as he pumped his fingers faster.
 
John heard the words he needed to get started on Scarlet. His ripped his pants off exposing his girth to Scarlet full on. He measured out to be a solid 8 inches. Without waiting for anything he pushed himself into Scarlet's wet pussy and began pushing his entire length in and out hard and fast. He let out deep grunts of pleasure as he worked her now dripping pussy. The walls throbbing against his length turned him on more than he expected and had to fight back the urge to blow so quickly. His mouth went back to her bouncing breasts as he sucked on the hard and softly nipping them with his teeth. He held onto her hips so tight that she already had red handprints along her sides. The more her breasts bounced in his face the harder he went, the more she moaned the faster he went. He wanted her to beg for more and make this a regular occurance. Oddly enough, this seemed to be slightly different from the other women he had been with. It was something extra, but he couldn't tell what. ------ As his finger slid into her ass she let out a loud moan. "Patrick..I..Uhhhhh!! I'm going to cum!!!" Sure enough she stopped moving her hips on his face and the walls of her pussy held on tight to his thumb. Her body froze as she came and then broke out into a quiver before she was able to move again. "That wasn't enough Patrick, give me your cock, please!" She was desperate to feel him inside her, she knew this was how it always happened, but even then she still let herself get irritated at how he teased her. "I don't care where you give it to me, but give it to me!!" She was about to push him onto his back and mount him if he took any longer. She needed him and that was all there was to it. Her pussy craved the feeling of him inside her. It had been quite sometime since their last encounter, and she had been desperate for this moment since then.
 
Scarlet gasped at his girth and bit her lip when he thrust into her. She let out a scream and gripped the sheets, her head falling to the side. Her breasts bounced wildly and her pussy was being stretched by him. She groaned and looked down, watching his cock go in and out of her. It was such as turn on, and she leaned up to kiss him, driving her tongue into his mouth. "Oh, God," she groaned against his mouth, and she starting moving her hips with his. After a few moments, she pushed him over forceully on his back and straddled him, taking his cock on of her pussy for a moment, teasing him my just rubbing the head of it against her dripping slit. Her other hand pulled at her nipple as she looked down at him with a sly smile. With that, she slide down on his cock and arched her back. Her breasts bushed out and her head fell back as she let out a deep, desperate groan. "Oh... John... Uhhhh..." ------------ Patrick smirked and licked the juices that dripped from her pussy with her release then slide his fingers out of her. Patrick did not have to be asked too many times, and he stood up and kicked off his pants, revealing his rock hard, large cock. No girl had ever complained about his cock, that was for sure. Forceully, he grabbed her and pushed her to the ground on to all fours, then came up behind her. With one hard, thrust, he entered her soaking pussy from behind. One hand was on her hip, holding her in place as he started to move with in her, the other reached around and started to pull at her bouncing breasts. "How's that, Abby?" he grunted, slamming into her from behind, loving the feeling of utter control and dominance.
 
John didn't put up a fight when she pushed him onto his back. No girl had ever done that to him, and even though he wouldn't admit it, he liked they was she took control. When she rubbed the head of his cock against her dripping slit he groaned deeply. "Scarlet, I must say you are the best I ever had, don't stop." He managed through his breaths. He watched as his shaft slipped in and out of her pussy and how she bounced wildly on top of him. He grabbed her hips forcefully and held her down on him as he guided her hips to move back and forth on top of his shaft. Then he slowly let up so she could continue bouncing and riding him as she pleased. ------ Abigail fell on all fours and stuck her ass out as Patrick entered her from behind. "Oh God Patrick, that's perfect!! Uhhhhh, don't stop, mmmmmmm" She moaned out loud to him. She knew when and how to encourage him to get what she wanted. The way she responded to him was how she made him to what she wanted. This she learned over time by his reactions. She lowered her chest and held her ass high as he pounded her. She even wiggled slightly side to side as he kept thrusting his length in and out of her dripping slit. "How is it for you?" She wondered out loud seeing as how Patrick wasn't so vocal about his feelings as much as he wanted to know about hers.
 
With each thrust, Patrick let out a groan, and he knew he was close. "Oh God," he moaned, holding her hips so tightly that he knew she had to be bruising her milky white skin. He loved the way she moaned for him. Patrick had always been a man that was turned on most by dirty talk. "Fucking amazing, Abby," he said between thrusts. Reaching around, he roughly started to pinch and rub her clit, wanting her to come just one more time before he did. His other hand rubbed her back and ass, grabbing and admiring her beauty. Nothing got him off more than knowing the girl with the most poise and beauty in the castle was on all fours before him. ------- Scarlet bit her lip and started to rock back and forth, her head back and her eyes closed. Her round, full breasts bounced wildly in front of her, and she reached up to pinch one of her nipples. "Uh, uh, mmmm," she moaned loudly, as if she were close to crying. Now that she was fully stretched around the older mans cock, she was deep in lust. Looking down, she put her hands on his chest and leaned down to breath in his ear. "Mmm, I thought you were going to take it from me?" she whispered, her hot breath on his neck and ear. She was taunting him, teasing him... "Looks like I am taking it from you... Aren't you going to whip me into shape, John? I tend to need a punishment every now and then to keep me in line."
 
Abigail knew Patrick was getting close, so she began to give further encouragement. "H-harder P-Patrick!!!" She screamed as moans. "Fuck, uuhhhhhh, fuck me mmmmm, HARDER!!" She managed to get out through the loud moans. The harder and faster he went the louder and faster the moans came. She was near tears as her body tensed up. The walls of her dripping pussy got so tight around his length that she felt him throbbing inside of her. "Oh God! She leaned up while he was still inside of her leaning her head back on his shoulder to kiss his lips deeply as she orgasmed. She guided his hands to her breasts and forced him to squeeze them with force. "Uhhhhhhhh mmmmmmm" One last moan before her body stopped all functions and started twitching wildly as she came all over his cock. ------ John didn't need much to take advantage of Scarlet. In fact, the word 'punishment' struck him instantly. He always did like rough sex. Really rough sex. His hand went up to her throat and took hold, not to tight, but enough to make it obvious that he was taking control. The other hand wrapped around her back as he stood up and held her on his long throbbing cock. By this time his member was oozing precum and he was on the edge of exploding into her. He bounced her on top of his girth with force, their bodies slapping together with force. His lips went to her ear gently "You realize you are mine now." He whispered. "You want to be punished, I'll punish you" He smirked as he bit the bottom of her ear. Throwing her back onto the bed he forced her onto her stomach as he entered her hot pussy from behind. His hips slamming into her firm ass with each thrust, he made sure to get his entire length in. His hand went back to her throat as he made her slightly lean upward towards him. "Have you been a bad girl Scarlet?" He sat up slightly and slapped her ass hard enough to leave a red mark the first time. "Mmmmm, you are delicious, now cum for me" He breathed heavy wanting to make this sweet vixen scream in orgasm.
 
Scarlet gasped as he spanked her, and she felt her juices sliding down his cock and her thighs. Moans errupted from her in such a loud, animalistic behavior that she didn't even recognize her own screams. Her breasts bounced wildly, and it turned her on even more that he had such authority and age on her. "Oh, fuck, YESSSS!" she screamed, "Oooooh, oh, oh! Uhhhh..." One hand gripped the sheets, and another gripped her own breasts, twisting her nipples. She felt her pussy tightened around him, and in an erruption of juices, she came. "OH! OH! I'm cumming... God, I'm cumming! Keep going! Oh, fuck... Yesss!" She felt the release of her orgasm, and she shook underneath him violently, still moving with his forceful thrusts. Force and dominance had always turned her on. The sheets were wet with her release underneath her, and she already felt her self getting worked up with the way he kept fucking her without mercy. -------------- Patrick felt her tighten around her, and he twisted her nipples sharply while he kissed her passionately, giving her a little more out of her orgasm. He slowed his thrusts down, not wanting to cum quite yet. He didn't give her but a second of recovery before turning her over on her back and looking her in the eyes as he forcefully entered her with one hard thrust, wrapping her legs around hist waist and bending down to take on of her nipples in his mouth. He rolled the bud around on his tongue, his eyes still on her's. "God, Abby," he whispered in between licking and biting her nipples. "You have me so close... uh, uh... so close." He started to moan, feeling her juices on his own thighs and making her breasts bounce in his face. He felt his cum building up, and his thrusts became more erratic. "Oh, fuck. Where do you want me to?"
 
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