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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 8:34:29 GMT -4
He hits the wall, causing a thud. He grunted, but could barely feel anything. He just saw this strange woman in front of him, smiling and giggling as she offered him more Jack Daniels and Sake. He shook his head no, turning down the drinks.
No. No more drinks. I can barely see straight.
He squinted his eyes, trying to focus on the woman in front of him. Does he know her from somewhere?
Mi....Mi....Michelle? Is that you?
He squinted harder, still trying to make the hazy figure out as she crawled towards him.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 8:49:36 GMT -4
Mi...Mi...Michelle?....No...I am ...Mi...Mi...Saki. Misaki...not Michelle.
As said before, Misaki was able to sat up and to her surprise something was touching her leg...She looks down and notice a bulk in the pants of Mr. Showtime.
Hihi…that gun…or you happy to see Mi…Mi…Saki?
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 9:07:17 GMT -4
Huh?
He looks down, seeing the same bulge in his pants. He looks back at Misaki, then starts laughing.
HA! Ain't that some shit?
He looks back down at the bulge, still laughing about it. Misaki was practically on top of him, her leg meeting the bulge. Showtime leaned his head back against the wall, looking up at the ceiling. The lights were bright above them, causing him to close his eyes. He turned his head slightly downward to escape the light shining in his eyes. When he opened them back up, he was staring straight at Misaki's chest.
Damn......watermelons.......
His bulge grew just a bit.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 9:21:10 GMT -4
Slap
You jerk….
Misaki has just slapped him for this comment…but just a moment later she grab his head and press it against her chest, while Saki continues to laugh…damn alcoholicans….
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 9:25:51 GMT -4
He was thrown for a loop, his dizziness only getting worse after the slap. Despite how numb he was, he could certainly feel the pain on the side of his face. He thought another was coming as her hands moved towards his head. The next thing he knew, she was burying his face in her chest. The words he did try to speak were muffled and uncomprehendable. It must have only felt like he was trying to taste the "watermelons" his face had just been pushed into instead of trying to talk. His arms flailed wildly, trying not to touch the woman while he fought for air in this strange new predicament he had found himself to be in.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 9:33:37 GMT -4
Next thing he knew was that Misaki push his head backward and then just a second later that she tries to pull his shirt over his head….as that didn’t worked as planned, Misaki let you a loud scream before she rip his shirt in two pieces.
Shut up Jack….and be Misaki’s Sparrow…
That was all she said before she press his head against her…now bare chest …as she has pulled up her shirt above her breasts.
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 9:45:51 GMT -4
His eyes widened as she ripped his shirt in half. Damn! That was a nice shirt! She pulled her shirt up next, speaking to him as she done so. He barely managed half a response before she buried his face back into her chest.
Spar....
The rest of the word muffled as she held his face against her chest. His mind was in a million places, almost wondering what was happening right now. He didn't realize the bulge in his pants had grown even more as he fought to breathe again. Despite his efforts, she was a strong woman and held his face there. He had went as long as he could without touching her. So, finally he uses his hands, reaching around and grabbing her posterior with both and lifting her up slightly. It surprised her, causing her to gasp and loosen her grip on his head. He moved away from her chest, take a deep breath after doing so. He managed to regain some of his focus, seeing two large breasts in front of him once he had. He glanced up at her, seeing the stunned look on her face as her mouth hung slightly agape. He shrugged his shoulders, then leaned forward and took a nipple into his mouth, beginning to suck on it as he heard her moan.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 9:56:20 GMT -4
Ohhh....
Misaki moans as Mr. Time took one of her nipple in his mouth and begin to suck on it. She reach behind him and rip the last few parts of his shirt from his body. While she does that and while he is sucking at her breast, Misaki continues to move up and down on his lap, rubbing her legs against his bulk and you know what?.... It gets bigger. Saki licks over her bottom lip while she slip out of her black t-shirt. Sitting on top of Mr. Time with her bare chest she reach for his head once again and starts to rub his hair.
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 10:04:18 GMT -4
His eyes widen as he feels her start to move back and forth on his leg. He has to stop sucking on her breast for a moment to regain his composure. He moved to the other nipple, nibbling on it a little before sucking on it as well. He heard her become short of breath because of the arousal in her it had created. She moaned a little louder once he began sucking on her other breast. It only aroused him more as well hearing her moan, a man always enjoying it when he knows he is hitting the right spots. He slowly kissed his way up her breast and neck, their lips eventually meeting after he done so. Her hands continued to move through his hair and on his cheeks as her back and forth motions on his lap quickened. He was ready for something more now, hoping she had the same idea in mind.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 10:13:53 GMT -4
Hihi....
Misaki giggles as she tries to stand up after she has pushed Showtime a bit back so that she can get back on her feet’s. Which was not easy as she was still way to drunk as to do anything at all of her own power, but hey…something like that has never stopped Misaki from doing something she wants to do…even when she proberly wouldn’t do this at all if she wouldn’t be drunk. After quite some time, was not easy for her to stand up…she stands in front of him and tries to unbuckle her own pants…but this stupid pants don’t want to let them open
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 10:30:20 GMT -4
Showtime sits up on his knees, his bulge protruding even more now. He uses his hands to help her figure out the buckle on her pants. It took them a minute with their joint effort, but soon enough her pants were undone and unzipped. He began to slowly pull them down. She attempted to assist him, moving her knees around so they would come off easier. The pants finally reached the floor in a small bundle. As she tried to step out of them, she lost her balance, falling right on top of him as they both hit the floor with a thud. Both grunted and groaned in pain for a moment, then her eyes widened as she felt his bulge pressing between her legs. He looked up, feeling something wet on top of his pants. They both began to grin, knowing fully what the other had in mind. He placed his hands on her hips, slowly moving them down her sides and below her panties to grab her posterior while pushing her underwear further down her body. They engaged in a kiss as her hands slowly moved down his abdomen, heading for the zipper on his pants.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 10:47:29 GMT -4
Slow? Hell no. Miaski is too drunk as that she act as if she would if she wasn’t drunk. It is a more animalistic…wild Misaki with that Showtime has to deal with and he exactly understood that as she push him back once again and nearly rip his pants from his body. She quickly reach for the zipper and open it with such a fast move that she nearly rip his pants apart as well. He raise his hip a bit to make it easier for Misaki to pull his pants down…but to be honest this motion of his hip was what saved his pants to suffer the same fate as his shirt. Misaki not only pulled down his pants but his shorts as well and because of that as she crawls back…the real showtime was pointing in her direction.
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 11:00:51 GMT -4
He grins watching her almost rip his pants off like she had. They were both quite ready for the coming event. Misaki crawled back on top of his body until her core was near his member. She reached her hand down, grabbing him with it before guiding it inot her. At first, both of them moaned from the initial shot of pleasure. His hands met her backside once more as she began moving her hips up and down on top of him. They were slow at first, but quickly sped up because of their drunken state. They both just wanted a release of pleasure. She threw her head back as she bounced up and down on top of him, the clapping sound of their skin meeting rapidly over and over again the only thing able to be minutely heard over her screams of pleasure.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 11:11:19 GMT -4
Up and Down, Up and Down, Up and Down and so on. Loud screams of pleasure can be heard in the elevator…the good thing is that it is already late and most people are either at home already or wouldn’t come back so early as they are properly in a night club or a bar. Misaki doesn’t know why she is doing it, but it feels right and…well…good as well. Has been quite some time since the last time she had sex…one or two months maybe…she can’t remember bu hey…who cares about that right now. She pounce up and down on him, ride him like a cowboy is riding his bull…loud moans are coming out of her mouth as she rolls him around, so that he is on the top.
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 11:17:53 GMT -4
He doesn't stop the motions either, nor the pace. They began with her legs spread wide for him to have easy access. He slammed into her over and over in his drunken rage. He was throbbing and needed release. Both of their bodies had began glistening with sweat as he continued to pound away. He picked one of her legs up, placing it on his shoulder as the act went on. He grabbed her other leg, bringing it up his shoulders as well before leaning forward into her and thrusting away like he was the king of the jungle. Her huge breasts moved up and down, quite the sight for him to see as their motions continued. Their breathing was almost as quick as their movements. The entire car was rocking with the two of them as he kept moving back and forth, in and out of her over and over again.
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Post by christina on Aug 25, 2007 11:19:09 GMT -4
Meanwhile in the security office of the APW tower.
[glow=yellow,2,300]What the fuck is going on that you have to wake me in the middle of the night?[/glow]
Christina Gruber is shouting as she enters the security office. Of course she hasn’t slept yet, but she had a nice hot bath prepared for herself as the phone rung. Somebody from the security office has called her as there is some strange things happening in the Tower. Why they have called Christina? Well she works as Chantell’s personal assistant while she was not able to compeate in an APW ring. A part of her job is also to take care off the security in the tower…but right now non of this matters as she is at the moment only a 6`7” tall very pissed on woman who could crush each of this fools in the office with her little finger.
Miss Gruber…you have to see this…
Christina walks over to the security monitors and what she saw was just….unbelievable….
[glow=yellow,2,300]What the fuck? What the fuck are this two clowns doing in the elevator?[/glow]
They having sex Miss Gruber.
Christina turns her head around and stares at the young man…he quickly realize that she knows what they are doing down there…the question is….what to do.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 11:23:51 GMT -4
Come...on...fuck me Jack....
Misaki screams out while Showtime was slamming the real deal into her. Both are screaming and moaning of pleasure and hell…in their current condition they would continue to do that until they pass out. Saki raise her upper body a bit, holding it in a upright position with her hands on the side as she looks down between their bodies to watch how he slams in and out of her.
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Post by thefuture on Aug 25, 2007 11:32:18 GMT -4
Her words only seem to motivate him as he begins moving faster, slamming in and out of her as quickly as possible. They were both sweating profusely, but not taking even a moment to stop the act they were committing. Neither knew they were being watched at the moment. They probably wouldn't care much if they did. They were getting what they wanted, which is all that mattered to either of them. Showtime pulls out for a moment, turning her over on her stomach. He lifts her hips up off the floor, then guides himself back inside. He picks the pace back up quickly, using his hands to pull her hips back to him each time he thrusts forward to go even deeper.
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Post by Misaki Yoshida on Aug 25, 2007 11:40:53 GMT -4
Come on Jack...faster...harder...wilder....
Misaki screams once again. This was just the best fuck she had since quite some time…too bad that neither of them will remember much from this night as both will properly have forgotten it when they wake up the next morning. Misaki leans with her left hand against the wall of the elevator while she has reached with her other hand between her legs to stimulate herself even more…
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Post by christina on Aug 25, 2007 11:46:10 GMT -4
Wow…now they do it doggy style…Damn if I could get my hands on that bitch I would fuck her as if she…
[glow=yellow,2,300]As if what?[/glow]
Oh….
He turns around and looks up to an amused Christina who is standing behind the young man who has just stared at the monitor where Misaki and Showtime just have switched position.
[glow=yellow,2,300]And by the way…are you recording this?[/glow]
Hm….yes? Why are you asking Miss Gruber?
[glow=yellow,2,300]Simple you little punk…I gonna get the tape and if I find some vids of this little event in the internet…Well…how should I say it…then you would wish that you would have never been born…Do we understand each other?[/glow]
The young man just nod with his head and swallows hard.
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