AsBloodTurnsEverCold

I've just been watching and admittedly I am fairly new to Cortex (Played a few games recently but none of them worked out long) and I certainly have no intentions of vanishing anytime. I love the premise. If there is room, I'd love to join in.

"Good answer~" she complemented keeping her hand moving as a guide as she held her chin. She continued to look deep in her eyes in return. She liked that response to her question, the small pause letting her know she was thinking deep about it. She tilted her head at the answer and then trailed her form as she lifted her top to reveal more of herself. If mother was inclined perhaps she should have also ripped that apart but instead she'd settle for making sure she could excise her scent. That was good enough payment for what Alais had done to her clothes wasn't it? Thoughts for later as now she couldn't help but admire the Satyr's form. Abs shining with sweat, beautiful dark skin, muscle both subtle and obvious that really did lend credence to her profession. She looked upward towards her breasts tipped with dark, stiff petals. They were beautiful. Mother did appreciate bodies of all sorts and she especially appreciated the differences to her own. They were both beauties, with Alais being the stronger bodied of them and yet parts of her still looked soft and pliable. Young was her ally here, and yet Mother imagined that if she had been anyone else and had been any other way she'd have adored being taken in those arms....well...she did still adore it but for different reasons. The offer was tempting! More than truthfully especially as she basically told her she wanted to be entirely covered. Mother...agreed. She smiled and ran a thumb along her bottom lip and leaned down to bite it gently "All is fair." The heat even the brush against that hot rod of hers. Mother felt spoiled at the moment. 3 hands, and good rhythm. She smiled "Just like that dear." falling into it. No need to hold back she just leaned in and enjoyed it. She tired every movement of their hands, providing a little variation where Alais couldn't to keep the pleasure consistent. Pulsing and pumping, taking in the strong smell of they had create there and of Alais. She was moaning, humming, singing a little even which only grow unsteady bit by bit. Precum began to leak from her cock making things slicker and more easy. She pulled Alais close. No words, just allowing her to feel her breath over her skin. She kept counting. No discipline...that would be rude. 4000+ years of experience and she never tired of this feeling in particular especially at the hands of a good partner. Alais was, indeed, a good partner. There was plenty she could learn but plenty she could do even like this. A good reward for her hard work. Alais wanted mess and so...she got one. It was somewhat stronger this time but by and large it was the same more subdued action. The first few spurts of thick semen covering her abs and hands before mother shifted moving upward and using her own hand to aim her treasure at her breasts. A flood of white, but with a stronger pleasant smell. Earthy, herbal as well but well...Mother was clearly not some regular human. She had enough to absolutely make a mess of things as required bubbling up and bursting to paint her with lust. Lines of which stuck against her dark flesh. It died down eventually, but it still seemed to drip a bit. They really were making a mess of things. Mother was absolutely capable of matching several men it seemed. Just a small benefit of being well....a lot more than meets the eye. She let her cock fall and land against her "You are a treat dear. I assume that satisfies....for this round?" not that this was over as she sat down. She wanted more. Alais needed more she was sure.

Volta hummed in pleasure as Alais removed her mouth, hearing her words along with her increased movement made the older woman's heart flutter just a bit more. She didn't think of Alais as lesser at all but there was something wonderful in her trying her best, fighting the obvious need to return a lustful favor that absolutely charmed Mother. She smiled "And that is their shame." if no one else would allow Alais to act as the clearly sexual being she was then Mother was more than happy to allow her some room...so long as she set the pace. She pressed into Alais as the Satyr buried her face between her breasts and took in her scent. She hugged her close happy to even shake playfully. She seemed almost shy, burying her face in her breasts again. She enjoyed it greatly. Mother took in the sensation especially as her quick strokes continued without pause. Her cock pulsed and then she tightened her grip "Addicting? You flatter me dear." put a hand on her chin. The hand on her ass....soft but with a clear tone. She moaned out "Does this feel soft?" she whispered to her reaching down to help squeeze her cock before she let Alais retain her free reign. She leaned down and leaned to whisper in her ear "Does the softness of my body entice you more? Or are you more taken with the hardness of my cock blacksmith? Do you enjoy the difference?" she moaned into her ear. Mother did like to play with it. She looked like a simple woman but she used her assets either way to get what she wished. "Do you want me to pour my seed in your hands Alais? Or would you prefer something a little messier to even the mess?" he hand joining Alais's in concert to speed things along practically acting as a small guide. She like how rough and how Alais felt against her. The callouses and the clearly rough skin reminded her a lot of the warriors, the guard, the strong ones she played with long ago. She really was feeling it but she had enough control to pose the question.

Well at least she got an apology, but Alais soon went to worshiping her breasts again and Mother allowed it. She let out a pleased hum as she felt those hands clap down on them, sinking deeper into the softness. The beautiful pink tips that topped them were hard, responding well to her movements and Mother let out a small sigh "I am quite immune to the sun in that regard." she sad though the idea her companion had been even more enamored with the unfamiliar flesh was enough to melt away more of her momentary annoyance at the tatters of her clothes. She didn't resist as Alais enclosed a mouth around it, sucking and licking away. She moaned slightly, putting a hand to her head and working her fingers into her hair. It felt quite nice. The hand wandering over her curves, over that smooth flesh until it found her rod. She hummed. It seemed Alais did have some presence of mind to play with Mother the same way she did. She cooed a bit "Good girl...just like that." Mother's cock was not nearly as hot as the Satyr's, but as she rubbed her hands over it in motioned not as practiced as her own the Greek would find her a cock hardening in her hand. Long and fat as before, but still slick with the remnants of their tryst. Mother still smelled sweet despite their activities, the perfume or perhaps it was her own natural smell like a light vanilla, a gentle fruitless behind it like...pomegranate. It only seemed to increase as her cock hardened more "Just like that." she said. It didn't take mother much either because well...why would she want it to? If she wanted it she could have kept pounding the Satyr. She could have filled her over and over but Mother was fair all things considered. Was Alais hoping to milk her as she had just done. Sully herself and the couch more? Mother did like that idea. She brought her other hand up to her breast and sunk her fingers in, walking them up its peak to twist and press. Oh she did have some skill...

Mother just waited by while Alais finally got up, level with her breasts and looking with intent. She nodded her approval instead moving her hands so that Alais had unfettered access...or at least as much access as she could manage with her outfit there. It certainly didn't stop her. The groping drawing a small blush as her rough hands kneaded in. Soft and smooth, Mother had put quite some work into her attire and it just barely interfered with the feeling of those strong hands playing with her body. Mother was proud of her figure, as soft as Alais noted and unblemished. Mother did go out of her way to avoid doing anything that might mark her. She remained still as Alais ran her hands over her and seemed to be looking for something. That look on her face.... Mother's lips parted in an affort to relay information to the Blacksmith that the quickest way to remove her outfit was to-riiiip! Well...Silk could be strong but not in this event. The Cloth was so easily pulled as well though it held up better against her impatient grip if only barely. The clasps that held bits of it in place popped and full to the floor. The silk bodysuit It tore in Alais's grip and moved from her body with just a little strain leaving her somewhat bared. though of course Alais couldn't have gotten all of it in one measure. Mother remained here she was, blinking a few times in surprise. Well.... A sigh crept past her lips and she looked down "āi yā. I should have anticipated that." but what was done was done. She had planned to cleaning the outfit later but plans did change. She did not seem to angry about it "Beautiful brute. I should punish you for that but I am charmed enough at this moment." Oh well...punishment could follow in some form later but for now she merely allowed Alais to continue ripping at her dress until she bared enough for her or at least was there in the lace undergarment she wore which were the only things preventing her from being entirely nude. She did not let Alais destroy that. She pulled it from her body after undoing the clap and set them aside. Only a few things remained on her body such as a single stocking and the remnants of the body stocking legs here and there. It almost looked as though she had been set upon. Ah well. She moved to her elbow "I do hope you appreciate the sight." she hummed though she did somewhat doubt that Alais had the mind at present for any similar to what mother did for her. She moved back and motioned for Alais to get closer.

Guilty as hell. Growing up where I do in the South its practically a requirement. Next person is a big fan of pie.

No worries! We were a bit unsure but I think you've given us a bit of motivation with your return lol Just depends on what everyone is wanting to do. See what can be done once Alais and Mother have had their fun as well.

@AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality Oh no Ash is absolutely very friendly (in the short times I got to speak and roleplay together with them). I don't think they'd mind either really though to make it mostly frictionless I'd personally leave the number blank and just make a room for the character is mostly what I was getting at. The number can be retroactively given. I did suggest making activities in the escapades area though since the other rooms beside the Lobby and Bar aren't done. That I think we're all mostly in agreement on if we're determined to keep this place active in the meantime.

Shamelessly peeking in on the Ayers and Miu room

Would be for the best, though the character introduction process is also kind of disrupted so you won't really have a room number rn

A limit wasn't set before the club owner went silent.

"Give in to that feeling dear." she advised gently, in commanding whispers. Alais was such a good and responsive partner and Mother did adore the noises she made. She adored her body reactions more. She felt so tight around her even still, like she was trying to absorb everything Mother had to offer. She still didn't fight her grip, reveling in the feeling from her own flood to the now freed remnants of Alais's cum now free. She waited until things settled, hips moving gently as she ground the remainder of her pleasure into the Satyr. She laid there, golden eyes focused on Alais as she continued to move her hands over that still-hot dark flesh. Her hand was covered in the clear signs of a passionate tryst and she didn't seem to mind as well. It felt warm, comforting almost in a strange way. Her movements were more slow and she couldn't smell anything but sex and lust now. The pale goddess smiling as she extended her offer and she didn't even really require words to know that Alais would accept. She could feel the blood rushing back and soon enough that cock was laid against her flesh again and seemed even hotter than before. Was Alais a furnace herself? How cute~ Mother moved back slowly until her mouth was just above the Alais's cock again "I know you will Alais and you may~" he spoke gently but first she took the liberty of sealing her mouth around Alais's hammer and swirling her tongue around it. Tongue wandering over the the opening to get what was left. Alais tasted good, strong, healthy which might have been funny...given the state of their lifelines at that moment. She pulled back finally with a healthy pop! and she swallowed. She gave the blacksmith room to do what she wanted there curious as to her next actions. She did imagine she'd need to make sure Alais kept control of herself however but well...she'd need to make herself a new outfit a little later. This one was quite sullied...or she'd need to find the washrooms. The finest silks anyone could lay their hands on, covered in the wild finish of a charming girl. Mother was quite pleased already.

Of course Mother wasn't upset, she recognized need and so she endeavored to do exactly what she felt Alais needed grinding her cock against exactly that and movingly on as much as those strong legs of the Satyr's would allow. Mother didn't get to be the age she was by not being adaptable and this included sex. She was more than happy to do so though admittedly she was caught off guard by the sudden hug. It was only followed a peaceful chuckle however. No pause in her movement and no protest she just kept going and looking in her eyes. A beast. How wonderful~ And she certainly came like one when she finally did. Large, thick, and sticky. It ruined more of Mother's outfit and the smell of it was...intoxicating. She cooed "Good girl~" she should help herself. It was enough to send her over the edge finally and thus she returned the favor though without the eggs. She doubted her companion would appreciate that much. Pressing in deep, pressing the head of her cock as deep and as unyielding as Alais could handle she came. Mother's own emission was very thick and gooey, and perhaps even a bit more unreasonable in quantity but she didn't cum as hard as Alais did. Enough force to propel absolutely and warm but overall hers was a more gradual filling. She let out a contented sigh "Are you spent or can do go for more?" she asked "I'm sure you would scare most women with this best so if you're still able I'd like you to return the favor." though she wasn't giving her full control. Mother would never do that but she wasn't above getting fucked...as much as she preferred to give.

Ah this was a worthwhile reward indeed as mother continued to drag her cock along the Satyr's walls and thrust deep. That look of hers was the height of erotic, a clear sign of lust well delivered. Mother was quite proud of herself though Alais was a particularly sensitive girl. She kept her hips moving, direct and focused plunging deep with each and every undulation before she erupted painting her skin with her own seed and a bit of Mother's face. She smiled, tongue leaving her lips as if to reach though it was just out. "Sticky~" she sang but she liked that. And then...legs wrapped around her and constricting her movements but keeping her cock deep! She figured she wouldn't get away with not cumming more herself at this moment. Mother could feel the welcomed oppression and the clear need and desire to be filled stemming from Alais. She really was cute. Mother did not fight the lock and instead leaned in, pinning Alais's generous member between their bodies. Mother own generous, soft breasts pressing against that supremely hot pillar. It felt easy to move thanks to how slick they had become. A thin sheen of sweat from the heat and rigorous movement. Mother did not like being sweaty normally but for something like this? It was absolutely worth it. She adapted and ground her cock in, slowly movements as she crept a hand up and placed her thumb against Alais's mouth. She could feel herself getting closer but what this enough? Perhaps one more before Mother returned the favor so she help back. Her breathing shifted showing that she was more into it, golden eyes focused on her prey...odd for a silkworm to consider any being as such and yet she could not help him. "Cum one more time like this for me." her other hand reaching it adding pressure to the slickness and heat. The sounds were getting more obscene. She wanted Alais to cum one more time and hard.....before she went for a nice change. She had an idea.

Glad things have gotten better for ya. Still no word on the return of the club owner though as you can see

Guilty...perhaps? I'm listening to new music constantly and I've found a lot I've found that I adore. Currently listening to the remake of Artist in the Ambulance by Thrice. Next person is listening to some documentaries in the background while they work / write / play games.

Not guilty luckily. I sure do love PB&Js. Next person likes protein shakes.

So very very guilty Next person has a favorite movie scene they'd like to share.

Guilty! Deca's The Way Through is not only the first album I heard from him but its also just all the way through incredible boom bap / arthop album full of poetry I can just sit back and enjoy. Next person is always listening to music when they write

Guilty. I don't exactly full on cry at movies but some tears? Admittedly yeah and some movie called The 100th Love with You that I watched in a bet that I wouldn't feel anything. I lost that bet. I don't even really like the movie it just got me at the end. Next person has never felt scared by a horror movie.

Guilty-ish. I'm a fairly solitary creature, don't make it a habit to seek company,do not desire company, and am at least initially annoyed when I have company not on my terms and try not to socialize but I can have fun with people.. I just wouldn't put on pants to go hang out unless it was for a special occasion. My friends are all cool with that though. Next person is a social butterfly.

Oh so very Guilty lol Mom never lets me live it down and I can't blame her. Next poster has had an embarrassing moment their friends love telling stories about

Guilty. Written, and produced multiple. They're all terrible though. Next person has helped with the score or soundtrack of another product (game, movie, show, ...youtube video)

No such thing as losing when the reward is this fun~! Mother's a good multitasker if anyone does join them. She might try to convince you to really make the "penalty game" something special for Alais though.

Technically speaking anyone could walk in on the Lobby but mind the mess. Not sure how our resident goat friend might react to that either lol But yeah