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The house of fun RP thread (OPEN NSFW)

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She smirked and stood from her seat, moving to sit directly next to him on the right hand side of him, taking his hand and bringing the wineglass from his mouth as she came close to him, her generous breasts wrapping his arm as she came close to his ear before whispering softly. "Would you like to rid this woman of her virginity then, John?" Her hand set the wineglass down and went to feel his chest. She knew what effect she was having on him, and intended it. Teasing was fun after all, and if nothing else, would leave plenty on her mind to jill herself to later in the evening. She then pulled from his ear with a seductive smirk on her face, her eyes half closed as she examined him closer than before.
 
The wine had broken down most of his inhibitions and when the mistress saddle up next to him any defenses he had broke down with her scent. This along with her teasing and his inability to "release" tension recently made him ready for anything. Instead of giving a conventional answer, John just reached over and gave her full ass a squeeze with a husky, "Not here."
 
The woman chuckled. "Feel free to meet me in the master bedroom after dinner this evening. She smirked at him and stood up from the seat, leaving the dining room, giddy with excitement and anticipation.

With that, reiko re-entered the room. He'd heard the conversation, but didn't ask about it, not like he and John were a thing, so it was really none of his busyness. He was silent as he picked up his own plate and rachaels. "D-Do you need me to take your plate?" He asked sheepishly.
 
With her intoxicating presence gone, John found himself wracked with guilt as Reiko reentered the room. In return he didn't look at Reiko either, for reasons he did understand shame burnt his skin. "No, I, I'll deal with it." Getting up, he dealt with his own plate before leaving for the master bedroom. He was too riled up to say anything helpful to anyone and while he kinda hated himself for doing it, he was going to act first and think never.
 
Rachael stealthily checked behind her, noticing him following her and chuckled a bit as she made her way to her room, closing the door behind her. Her room was clean with a velvet carpet instead of the usual carpeting about the mansion. She then sat on her bed, crossed her legs, and looked at the door.
 
John traveled through the house as fast as he could, wanting this to get over with as soon as possible. However any thought of a rushed quickie was dashed when he saw her sitting there, a powerful woman completely sure in her sexuality. The women he had been with before couldn't even hold a candle to this...goddess in front of him. Slowly he walked forward, the electricity between the two growing until John stood before his mistress.
 
You came quick" She states then smirks. "Let's hope you don't cum quick." She licked her lips provocatively. In the time she'd bee away at her movie shoot, she hadn't had any time to masturbate, and with any luck, this would be just what she needed. "Come, sit next to me, make yourself comfortable." She patted the spot next to her as she unfolded her legs just long enough to give a peak of black panties before folding her legs the other way.
 
Giving a smirk at the panty shot, John sat to the right of his mistress before running his hands through the sheets. Nice, silk from what he could tell. It was almost as soft as she was, speaking of which. With a simple motion he moved the hair away from her vulnerable neck and went in for a kiss.
 
She then stopped the kiss to her neck, taking his jaw in her hand to steal a kiss from his lips in it's place. She gave a long, passionate kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth like the french as she pushed him to lay down, kissing his jaw, followed by his neck, ear, collar bone... She then slid her hand slowly up his dirty shirt to feel his chest, each movement of hers meaningful. She put her knees to either side of him as she continued to kiss at him, testing him, seeing weather he'd take control or let her control.
 
The reversal surprised him, but he let her have it. If he was going to sleep with her than it was going to be by his terms, but that can wait. John participated in equal measure in the battle of dominance with tongues. She was swift where he was strong, two opposites creating a harmony of sensations. As she explored his chest, John did some exploring of his own. Slowly he dragged his hands down her sides before each rested on her as. Giving them a rough squeeze, John did a sit up with her in his hands and bringing her down onto his lap.
 
The woman smiled as he lifted her onto his lap and licked her lips like a predator about to pounce. She then lifted his shirt from his body quickly and reached down to start unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. She felt chills up her spine with anticipation. It wasn't that she was inexperienced, she'd experienced foreplay, watched porn, used toys before, but she was still excited. Rachael bit her lip for just a moment before turning a bit. "Unzip the back of my dress." She spoke with less.... control than before, her voice was shaking a bit.
 
John aided in the removal of his shirt and basked in the feeling of her hand near his member, giving a small groan at the act. When she exposed her back to him John could feel the difference, it was all in her voice. Her mask of power and control was crumbling away, exposing what lay underneath. It was actually pretty hot. Slowly and purposely he dragged the zipper down, exposing more and more of her pale skin to him. As the journey came to its end, John began to make his way down her body, giving soft kisses and sharp nips from her shoulder down to her bra, leaving a trail of small red blemishes on her milky skin.
 
Rachael had nearly forgotten about John's stiffening manhood near her hand, basking in the sensations of his kisses, his lips, his teeth, his tongue, all trailing down her untended skin, leaving her shuddering and her head rolling back closing her eyes as her blond hair fell from her shoulders and she bit her lip. While she was older than him, her skin was still taught to her body like she was still in her teens. She stayed moisturized, fit, and it showed in her toned body, her slim belly marked by the thin lining of her ribs and abs, everything in her body was put to a purpose, nothing wasted, not an ounce of fat visible aside from her ample breasts and firm, yet soft ass. She wrapped an arm around John's neck and pulled him in when his kiss landed on her black, lace bra, the dress slipping down her body to show the top waistband of her black panties more openly. Just standing, the dress would fall off, but for the time, it lay bundled around her waist. She reached with the hand that'd opened up john's pants to squeeze the growing erection through his underwear, biting her lip again and trembling a bit. The last time she'd felt the touch of another person had been years ago when she'd had a fling with an ex-boyfriend who'd gotten caught up in foreplay and was unable to carry on. That man was intimidated by her, she hoped John would pass her test.
 
John loved her skin. It was both soft but with power hidden underneath, completely unblemished but so fragile to his roaming mouth, and it had just enough give for his take. John had found his way up back to her vulnerable neck and this time he would not be denied. Placing his lips onto her neck, John kissed the area where the jugular vein would be before giving it a harsh suck. As this happened, John's hands did some exploring of their own. The left hand had found its way to her chest while the right found a comfortable home on the inner thigh, rubbing back and fourth, never quite touching her core but never leaving for very long. At the feeling of her hand squeezing his length John gave a groan, only spurring the hicky on stronger.
 
Rachael groaned as john left his mark on her neck, closing her thighs on his hand briefly before opening them up again for him, she pushed her chest forward to press her breasts into his palm further. She continued to bite her lip as her brow tensed before moving her hips forward into his waist, allowing herself to feel the erection under his underwear against her panties. through the bra, John could feel erect nipples against his palms and a moistness from her panties beginning to wet his boxers and his manhood.
 
With a satisfied hum, John basked in her grinding. Coming off of her neck, John inspected the area and only found red, he chuckled before giving it a lick. It was going to bruise later and a distant part of his brain liked that, that this pillar of perfection could have any blemish, and one caused by him, really pushed the limit with how his boxers could contain him. Removing his hand from her breast, John deftly unhooked her bra and idly tossed it away, leaving her chest completely unprotected. Placing his hand back where it was, John began to roll the nipple in his hand before tugging on it, alternating between the two as his second hand made its move. Slowly his right hand came up her thigh, however not stopping its ascension. With a finger he traced around the lips of her sex, staying close but never going that extra mile to where she really needed it. This could be considered petty revenge for her previous teasing but John dish give it much thought. "You know... I never got your name."
 
With her bra removed, gravity took hold of her breasts, revealing that they were all natural. The DD sized breasts were somewhat heavy, but still perky, not saggy at all, her nipples pointing in the right direction, and her pink areola leading to her perky pink nipples, hard with anticipation. "Rachael, or mistress if you prefer." She gave a devilish grin as his fingers wandered to the untouched lips of her sex. She chuckled lightly and responded to his touch by tugging his underwear down, freeing the monster beneath, her eyes looking down to it and her hands following suit, gripping it in both palms.
 
Her actions brought both delight and surprise to John. On the one hand he loved the feeling of her silky hands around him, but on the other he was surprised that she had her faculties together. Usually women were putty in his hands by now. These emotions were quickly crushed by a larger beast, desire. If a challenge was given then by god he was going to take it. Letting her hold him, John waited for his moment to strike, so to speak.
 
She began to stroke his manhood slowly with the experience of someone that'd studied rather than acted. her stroking was a bit stiff, and a bit unsure, but her facial expression of lust and control contrasted the inexperience. Her thumbs massaged the tip of his stiff meat, along with the underside while she griped the rest tightly, biting her lip occasionally as she glanced down at his penis wrapped in her hands. On her own, she started to move her hips a bit, in a way that one would to grid a cock, side to side and in small circles. The lack of his motion, left her to take control. She would end up waiting for him to act if this continued.
 
Basking in the sensations, John couldn't help the smile that plastered itself on his face. Her inexperience clearly showed but it was the thought that counted. Plus it got the job done, he was now completely erect. It wasn't the longest out there but he didn't much care, it was his thickness that made people cry out his name. Feeling her slow down her ministrations, John inferred she was tired of his nonaction and he chose this moment to put his plan into motion. Gently, John pulled her hands off of him before hooking his arms under her knees and softly tossing her off of him onto the bed. In the resulting confusion he crawled up her body like an animal stalking its prey before kissing his way up her thigh and when he came face to crotch, he gently pulled the panties down to her knees. Hiking her legs over his shoulders, John gave a fiery look before delving in and began to eat...so to speak.
 
With her hands pulled free of John's cock, she looked curious before suddenly being lifted and made to lay down on her back on the bed, gripping the silk sheets as he kissed up her thighs, leaving her biting her lip and moaning softly. When his head come between her thighs and her panties were freed from her body, allowing a view of her cute, unused pussy, moist with her anticipation, her pussy lips slightly pink with frustration. When he dug in, his lips pressing into hers and his tongue flicking at her hard clit, leaving her twitching and her thighs closing a bit, wrapping around his head, moaning out softly. She's not had someone lick her pussy ever, her little untouched pussy tasting like the forbidden fruits of the Garden of Eden.
 
Every movement she made, every twitch or squirm, every little hitch of breath or out of breath moan John paid great attention to, like a student studying for a test. However it would be a lie to say he didn't enjoy it, oh no, this was much more for him than anything else. The strange conflict of sweet and bitter was a taste he had long loved, especially this one. His tongue roamed around her inner walls, finding every spot that caused a particular reaction while coming out to give her clit a lick or suck. Her bucking hips were only stopped by his rough hands keeping them pinned, his eyes alight with a fire he hadn't felt in a long while.
 
Rachael bit her forefinger as she lifted her hips with an orgasm, the feeling exploding over her body as an orgasm suddenly washes over her body and leave her a trembling moaning and shuddering mess, her thighs twitching and her mind flooding with pleasure. She's left a panting, twitching mess of an orgasmic woman. She lays there quietly and grips the bed tightly. "Good job......" She pants softly.
 
John held Rachael down as she came, her thighs nearly crushing his head as she did. This however did nothing to stop the grin from spreading across his face, damn he was good. As she came down from her orgiastic high, John stared at her in her afterglow and felt a heat blossom in his chest. Standing on his knees John stepped out of the close that had accumulated at his ankles before peeling out of his socks, he always prefered going at it "in the flesh" if he could choose. Towering over her, John bent down and wrapped Rachael's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. "We aren't done yet cow girl." He whispered in her ear. His own member had grown angry and red in its neglect, jumping at the beat of his heart and betraying the thumping in his chest.
 
Rachael licked her lips a bit just before he came to her allowing her to return the kiss to him, slipping her tongue in mouth before he suddenly pulled from her. She bit lip lightly as she had been doing all along, looking down at his dick. "are you saying you want to take a woman's virginity?" She smirks a bit. "Hmmm?" She then reached down and spread her nether-lips with her middle and forefinger, letting him get a view of her insides. "Please, do penetrate me." She smiled lightly and happily.
 
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