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poly_chromatic2014-01-23 06:56 pm
dignity_misery) wrote in poly_chromatic2014-01-23 06:56 pm
Entry tags:
074 x 470 // NSFW - Explicit Sexual Content // Video // Fetish Day
OOC; You people know Carla is a shameless monster.
NSFW - Explicit Sexual Content - Exhibitionism.... Orgasm Control.... Video Taping.... Oral.... F/F ETC.
[ It isn't an accidental video, that much is clear, probably because Carla is there, turning it on and backing away as the feed comes to life. She's dressed in jeans and a simple undershirt, nothing untoward just yet but if you know anything about the way she smiles... this one promises something lascivious. And as she backs up further, the other occupant of the room is revealed, sitting behind her on a bed.
It's a thin girl with long blonde hair, she looks young but there's enough room in her bearing that it may not be such a criminal age difference. Scandalous, maybe, but that's subjective.
The girl does glance nervously at the camera once or twice, but Carla distracts her with kisses and fondling, winding her fingers into the girls long blonde hair and pulling her head back to bite down her throat and lick at her breasts through her shirt.
The girl's clothing doesn't last very long, and she's soon spread out on the bed. Any time she attempts to touch Carla too much her hands are shoved away. Any time she attempts to speak up, Carla's hand goes over her mouth and only once does Carla warn her, ]
I will gag you.
[ It only takes one warning, although Carla does not expect her to be silent in totality. She does want to hear the girl gasp and moan as her body is caressed, head to foot. Carla avoids the girl's most delicate area purposefully, and at length and the girl bites her lower lip to resist the urge to demand for more.
Her moans have groan long and low and frustrated long before Carla slips a hand between her legs and begins to massage, slow and gentle. It lacks the urgency that might help the girl reach any kind of climax.
And it takes several long minutes before that changes, and even then the firmer coaxing is brief. Just long enough to make the girl purr in appreciation and lift her hips. Then it goes slow again. The pattern repeats, the length of time spent on vigor steadily increasing, but never long enough for the girl to come.
The girl is sweating, has been toyed with for a long time now and Carla simply won't give her what she wants. She's very good, however, and keeps her demands to herself, only muttering and sighing and shouting in surprise when suddenly the pleasure spikes for a moment.
When Carla decides it's time to forge ahead, she drags the girl towards her abruptly, ducking down to press her mouth against her clit, tongue flickering along the contours. The girl doesn't quite scream, and then the sound chokes itself off into a terribly guttural groan. There's nothing but low sounds from her for a moment until her pitch raises again and her entire body goes tight, jerking upright and curling helplessly around where Carla has not lifted her head.
When the shock of it passes, she pants and tries to scoot away from the mouth on her, but is dragged roughly back and despite all of her squirming and begging is not released. Her body shakes and her noises are loud and she comes again but still isn't released.
She makes a desperate almost crying sound, trying to break away.
Carla persists, until she receives one more weak and shaking crescendo of screeching moans.
The girl lays on the bed, trembling and silky with sweat. Carla sits back and watches her, dark-eyed and amused.
She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand as she gets off of the bed, still clothed. She smiles for the camera, that same sharp and sly smile as before, and finishes the recording. ]
[ It isn't an accidental video, that much is clear, probably because Carla is there, turning it on and backing away as the feed comes to life. She's dressed in jeans and a simple undershirt, nothing untoward just yet but if you know anything about the way she smiles... this one promises something lascivious. And as she backs up further, the other occupant of the room is revealed, sitting behind her on a bed.
It's a thin girl with long blonde hair, she looks young but there's enough room in her bearing that it may not be such a criminal age difference. Scandalous, maybe, but that's subjective.
The girl does glance nervously at the camera once or twice, but Carla distracts her with kisses and fondling, winding her fingers into the girls long blonde hair and pulling her head back to bite down her throat and lick at her breasts through her shirt.
The girl's clothing doesn't last very long, and she's soon spread out on the bed. Any time she attempts to touch Carla too much her hands are shoved away. Any time she attempts to speak up, Carla's hand goes over her mouth and only once does Carla warn her, ]
I will gag you.
[ It only takes one warning, although Carla does not expect her to be silent in totality. She does want to hear the girl gasp and moan as her body is caressed, head to foot. Carla avoids the girl's most delicate area purposefully, and at length and the girl bites her lower lip to resist the urge to demand for more.
Her moans have groan long and low and frustrated long before Carla slips a hand between her legs and begins to massage, slow and gentle. It lacks the urgency that might help the girl reach any kind of climax.
And it takes several long minutes before that changes, and even then the firmer coaxing is brief. Just long enough to make the girl purr in appreciation and lift her hips. Then it goes slow again. The pattern repeats, the length of time spent on vigor steadily increasing, but never long enough for the girl to come.
The girl is sweating, has been toyed with for a long time now and Carla simply won't give her what she wants. She's very good, however, and keeps her demands to herself, only muttering and sighing and shouting in surprise when suddenly the pleasure spikes for a moment.
When Carla decides it's time to forge ahead, she drags the girl towards her abruptly, ducking down to press her mouth against her clit, tongue flickering along the contours. The girl doesn't quite scream, and then the sound chokes itself off into a terribly guttural groan. There's nothing but low sounds from her for a moment until her pitch raises again and her entire body goes tight, jerking upright and curling helplessly around where Carla has not lifted her head.
When the shock of it passes, she pants and tries to scoot away from the mouth on her, but is dragged roughly back and despite all of her squirming and begging is not released. Her body shakes and her noises are loud and she comes again but still isn't released.
She makes a desperate almost crying sound, trying to break away.
Carla persists, until she receives one more weak and shaking crescendo of screeching moans.
The girl lays on the bed, trembling and silky with sweat. Carla sits back and watches her, dark-eyed and amused.
She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand as she gets off of the bed, still clothed. She smiles for the camera, that same sharp and sly smile as before, and finishes the recording. ]
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For educational or entertainment purposes?
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[ haaah. ]
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At any rate, the masochistic or just plain bored should be trotting upto your doorstep, soon enough.
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[ ...You hang around too many damaged women, Hei. ]
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[ Of course it's hard to be objective, when you've been trained since childhood to see people -- men or women -- as a network of nerves and capillaries. A map of weak-points and the bullseyes that'll turn their own bodies against them. ]
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[ She has never been more aghast with you, Hei. ]
They all make their very own special noises and twitches. Their skin and their sweat is different.
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The connoisseurship of 'special differences' isn't my bag.
[ She likes control and acquisition; he focuses on the unraveling and the outcome. It's two sides of the same coin, but for Hei, sex has been (and often still is) a means to an end. The finer details aren't important in and of themselves. ]
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[ He's not bored, but he's not satisfied either. His attention keeps fading in and fading out like static on an old radio. Life is static; life is on stand-by. ]
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[ Dry humor or an outright lie, it's rooted in the same thing. (So little amuses him, anymore.) ]
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You....probably shouldn't be posting stuff like that to the network.
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accidental video
And by nope, I mean he wrinkles his nose and grits his teeth in disgust before the feed ends. Oops.]
accidental video
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I've lost my appetite.
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