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I'm pretty sure I went closer to 2000 sentences than words, but... if you read it you'll be welcome. (Whoever is reading it if an at all.) Contents: Shadow (dark) Elf, Shark dick, violence, plot twist, romance, womb penetration, impregnation, excessive cum, sub/dom dynamics, it's also long as fuck (sorry, not sorry)

Ritual summoning

Well, I can't get pregnant, but I can still be useful, Tori said softly as she knelt between her cousins knees. Being a trans cousin, she was surprised she was still invited to these family functions. Maybe since it was her older brother that invited her, that at least someone enjoyed her tight ass last year, or maybe they enjoyed taking some girl dick. Tori shook the thought from her head as she gently wrapped her delicate fingers around her cousin Alex's cock and started stroking. "Someone needs to get this show started.." she jested. "It's good to see you again, Alex!" Tori said with a smile, before gently pulling his foreskin past his throbbing cock head and sliding her mouth down to the base. "Oh fuck! Ohh.. It-it's good to see you again too, Tor." Alex sputtered out as he reached his hand up to her head and began controlling Tori's rhythm.

Standing in the beige hallway he swallowed hard. He couldn't help thinking this was crazy. Last week when his friend told him about this place he didn't really believe him. Concierge hookups. He remembers his friends pitch to him like it was all no big deal. Fill out a brief survey, they do all the work, the membership fee was worth it. it sounded all so easy when he signed up. Here he was standing in front of the room. Key in hand. Slowly he put the key card up to the scanner. Hearing the lock open, seeing the light flash green. He put his hands on the door and turned. Stepping into the room it took a moment for his eyes to adjust from the brightly lit hallway. He couldn't believe his eyes. There was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. His voice failed him and he felt like a fool. "Umm high." His voice broke the silence followed by a thud as the door behind him swung shut. They both jumped a little at the surprise noise breaking the tension. Smiling she patted the bed next to her. "Hello, how are you." Her voice sounded like the angels to him. Coming over he sits down. "Are you..." They both speak in unison and abruptly stop. Each feeling their own nerves and trying not to mess it up or say the wrong thing. Kicking off her shoes she stands up. Slipping off her dress she lets it fall to the floor. He lets out a gasp feeling his cock tightening at her exquisite body. "Do you like?" She barely gets out before he is up. There lips locking in a passionate kiss. His momentum sends them crashing into the wall. All hesitation gone he knows what he wants. His hands exploring every inch of her body. Hers desperately pulling his shirt up. Only breaking the kiss to pull it off. There bodies knocking into everything in the room as their lips meet time and time again. Each release of a kiss followed by a gasp. They suck in as much air as they can before resuming the kiss. Tongues exploring the others mouth with a passion. Swirling around each other. It only ends when they hit the bed. Her falling on top of him. Quickly she slides down his body. Pulling his pants down in a quick motion his cock springs free. Kissing up his thigh her face comes next to his cock. Slowly she kisses up it's length. Giving the head a slight kiss before devouring it in one go. "Fuck." He moans as she bobs up and down on his shaft. Her tongue teasing the glands. It doesn't take him long before he is ready to burst. He tries to warn her but to late. His warm cum is shooting out of him as she swallows his load. Standing up she gracefully licks her lips. Licking up the strand that had escaped. He wastes no time in grabbing her thighs. He pulls her towards him. Her wet pussy inches from his face he gently licks her inner thigh. Burying his face in her pussy she let's out a gasp. Greedily drinking in her sweet nectar. His tongue and fingers working in tandem quickly bring her to orgasm. She collapses, knees shaking, into his lap. Laying her down he leans forward, her juice still on his tongue his cum on her lips, they kiss again. Their fluids mixing together as he slowly slides inside her. There hips bucking together and meeting with a smack. Moaning in pleasure their hips move fast and furious. Their hand exploring their partners body. It didn't take long before they both were cresting again. His dick swelling inside her as thick ropes of cum filled her insides. As the night went on they lost track of the number of times they orgasmed or positions they tried. One last time he arched his back. His cum exploding inside her with a grunt. They collapsed on the bed. Neither able to talk. They lay there regaining their strength. Staring into each other's eyes. He moves to speak and the buzzer goes off. Time is up. He stands up on shaky legs. A strand of their combined fluid still connecting them together. He wants to say something but they both remember the rules. When the time is up he must leave. Gathering his clothes the door behind him opens. His last view of her was laying on the bed. His cum dripping out of her. He stands in the hallway desperate to go back in there but his key card no longer works. Standing at the door naked, covered in her smell, he puts his hand on the door. "I didn't even get your name." He sighs. Will anything ever be like what he just experienced, would he ever see her again. He shuffles down the hallway. Not even able to put his clothes back on. Dreaming of the goddess in room number 12.

The rotting breath and slimy saliva of the zombified woman kissing me and the cold undead pussy riding me should have disgusted me, but I'd never felt so alive. I don't know if it was that strange potion the witch fed me or some raw animal instinct, but I didn't care, the decrepit corpse women were like heaven to me. All I could do was please them and be pleased in return. I felt a brief disappointment when the zombie at my mouth pulled her face away, but it was replaced by a further ecstasy when she roughly shoved her sodden pussy onto my face. I couldn't help myself, I licked fervently like a man possessed. Her juices tasted of rot and decay, but in that moment it was the finest ambrosia to me; I could not get enough, driving my tongue ever deeper as I sank into depravity. As she came in my face, filling my mouth with her vile fluids, I drank deeply and greedily and I didn't last much longer. I found my hands moving of my own accord, pulling my zombie mate down on my cock, getting it as deep into her as possible before I came into her. I came harder than I thought possible, the zombie giving a guttural moan as we shared our orgasm. I was only dimly aware of Drusilla's approach as I came down from that exquisite orgasm, that is, until I felt her lips on mine. Softer than silk they felt as she kissed me deeply, her tongue dominating mine. "Now it's my turn" she said softly

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Possible, but unlikely then. A shame. I guess? Not that it matters. Of all places I am absolutely, positively not going to be losing my virginity here! That's just! I would never live that down! It's too weird! Right? And to a stranger of all things! There was a romantic idea, one she had read about and watched, the sort of thing found in books or manga or shows or movies. One dated. Engaged romantically. It took a long time and then something special happened between two people who knew each other really well. That was the proper way to do it. If she could choose then that was how she would do it. The romantic aspect alone made her yearn for such things! And besides, it gave her more time to warm up to the idea. She had seen sex, even peeked in on others, and something about it still scared her a little bit. But then she wasn't dumb either. She understood that it usually didn't happen that way. Usually it just ended up happening, and sometimes with complete strangers. There was nothing wrong with it either. It was probably the norm, and certainly encouraged in these sorts of places. It wasn't her ideal, wouldn't be her choice, but if it happened? Well, that would be that. She could still lie about things if she were careful, if she really wanted to, but would would be the point? Avoiding embarrassment, I suppose. The feline nodded along as Dalton spoke of his preferences. A bed would be more romantic. It almost sounded like he too enjoyed that aspect! Full blown sex on the dance floor probably wasn't uncommon but it did make sense for it to at least be a warm up to things, sort of what they were already doing together. Still, it was nice knowing that he might have prefered something similar to her. Ah. Work. Right. I am here for work. Julius is here now. But how to approach naturally? Dalton had an idea. A bright red radiated across her face upon listening to said idea. They could watch him from above. That was a great idea, and he would be unlikely to spot them. But if he was paranoid about being caught then it might be an issue. If, however, someone were playing with her at the time? Well then it would be very unlikely that she would be discovered, even if she were watching the man, and especially if she didn't look like she was focused on him. She would be, of course, but arousal would give her the sort of visual cover required. Even if he did stare at her and she at him, if she were being thoroughly pleased then her gaze might have simply appeared to be focused elsewhere entirely! I am actually considering this, aren't I? Soft green eyes slowly lifted towards the bright lights above. She didn't answer him immediately. In fact a solid couple of minutes passed in awkward silence while she mulled the plan over within her mind. Sought out better alternatives. There were alternatives, of course, but were they more likely to succeed? Not really. This is actually how things are going to go? Gosh. What the feck? Her gaze slowly returned to meet with Dalton's. A hint of annoyance blended in with her typically apathetic expression. Not that she was necessarily annoyed with the poor man, rather she was annoyed at how effective it might be. Annoyed at the fact that she couldn't think of a better one in the moment. It covered all the biggest bases: blending in to become unnoticed, observing her target, recording without any major interferences, and avoiding being spotted even when noticed. It would probably feel good, and would certainly be a first experience for her. Plus it would be something of a repayment for the man's services. Feck. Feck it! Fine! Okay! I mean at least he isn't creepy or anything! I can't believe I'm agreeing to this! With a roll of her eyes Evi leaned in, nuzzling her head against Dalton's. The purring slowed, grew more quiet, but did not completely vanish either. Leaning in, she allowed her soft lips to capture one of the Human's ears, nibbling gently against it. "Fine" she whispered. "It is a good plan. I can't think of a better one. We will want to wait for him to get comfortable first. Get closer to actually doing something. But then you can lead me over and we can do that. You can bend me over and, well, take the lead." Heat burned across her face, and although her voice and expression said otherwise her flickering tail betrayed the hidden excitement she held for such a plan. It wasn't as though they were fully having sex! She had seen others partake of that sort of thing, and they had generally been left quite happy with the results! He didn't seem like the sort to just start plowing her out of the blue either! Or so she hoped, anyhow. But how well would he be able to keep himself in check? She would be pretty vulnerable, after all, and apparently Dalton was actually just as inexperienced as she was! Curiosity could become a critical factor too! "Though if she tries anything I'm going to bite her." I guess I should have worn a skirt afterall.

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Guilty. I'm a whore for doodles, and the good ones get to be tattoos! The next poster doesn't drink enough water

There we go, Dally attempts an escalation and work wombo combo! Whether he regrets it or not remains to be seen. : p

"Oh, come on, you have got to be messing with me now..." Evi wasn't just playing the part of a cat due to her ears and tail, she almost seemed to actually be a cat. Predatory creatures who knew how to play with their food when they set their sights in something, and now Dalton had inadvertently done that. On the other hand... It was fun to see! If she was a sign of what animal-like people could be going forward, then life truly would never be the same. Still, it was difficult to tell if she was either truly new to all of this or- No, wait, the way her tail flicked... No, she was just messing with him! He should have seen it coming, given how experienced she said she was... So wouldn't it make more sense if she knew how to poke and claw at him to make him squirm? ... If only he knew the truth of just how confident she was! But if she was going to dangle her skill over him, then Dalton would have to push himself out of his comfort zone and try to keep up with the kitty cat. There was a lingering sense of wondering if he was overstepping her boundaries, but the fact she wasn't pushing on him or telling him off... Maybe she was trying to draw him in. There was a giddy feeling that caught in his being, anticipation making him more audacious. Just what could he do? What would she let him do? Even just kissing and licking at her neck, feeling her reactions was empowering him in ways he could only dream of! Being with an experienced woman like this was exhilarating! 'Thia is officially the best night I've ever had at the Garden!' 'I hate to ruin it, then. Your friend's company just showed up at the Main Entrance, and seems to be heading to the Main Bar.' 'Ugh, Graf, can you not- Wait, seriously? Damn... I'm gonna get cockblocked by work again, aren't I?' 'At least it's not like last time when you were watching that girl getting ready to yank her panties down after letting her massive tits wobble about on the stage. I'm an AI and even I would have been angry to get called away from that. Can't imagine how you felt.' 'I could really do without being reminded about that...' He wanted to enjoy this so much more, but he was obligated to tell her about the arrival of Julius. This concerned her work, and he was not about to make her suffer because he wanted to play around more than usual. Still, it wouldn't stop him from answering her question, pulling his head away and fixing his hair a bit. "Right, I almost forgot you were new here... I need to think straighter... In any event, all I can tell you about is what I've observed, but really it depends on the people involved. If there are private rooms, I've never seen them, but most of the time... People aren't ashamed to have fun out in the open. As innocent as making out on the couches to full blown intercourse on the tables and even in the pools. I've seen a lot, but I've also seen couples walk out to go find places nearby to have fun if they don't want the world to see." Like right now, they were already getting into the spirit of the Garden, curiously playing with one another, even while someone danced for their entertainment. He had to admit, Maray was right about Ryoko: A bit of alcohol and she made a very good dancer! It made the fact that they needed to move all the more painful for him... But then an idea hit him. They didn't need to move far. There were ways they could see down below, the see-through floor present and the raised view of the dance floor and bar providing a perfect birds eye view of everything down below as long as one was surreptitious in trying to observe. Ugh, hearing her curious question was hurting him, not knowing how to really answer her... His inexperience in the matter could eithee be a bad thingbor a good thing. Should he lie? "Well, speaking theoretically, I wouldn't mind trying to experience the proper life and activity of the Garden, but I'm not someone with experience on that... Well, yet anyway. Bed is more romantic though, the dance floor would be more for warming up... Actually, I have a fun idea if you'd be willing to try?" He asked, before leaning in to whisper. "I've been told your quarry has shown up... The one named Julius, correct? He's presently at the bar below us. If you'd like to investigate... You can find a good spot from up here to look down, and I..." God, she was going to think he was a predator or something, wasn't she? ... This was no time for cold feet, if he asked, it might work out! "I can... Come behind you and... Um, lick you... Down there. Don't get mad, let me explain! If he looks up and sees you staring, it might weird him out, but if you steal looks and he looks up to see us fooling around, he'll just think we're patrons giving a show and he won't be any the wiser. I think it's a sound plan... Although it might give that Ryoko girl the wrong idea if we have to get closer to the dancing stage for a better view down below..." 'I'm going to regret this, aren't I? Maybe I should have just made a normal proposal instead of trying to mix work and pleasure...'

Guilty. I've watched Avatar: The Last Airbender maybe a half-a-dozen times all the way through, and it is a perfect series (except that Zuko and Katara are obviously meant to be together *grumble grumble*). The next poster regularly writes notes or draws directly on their skin.

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Guilty. Just one, Armor by John Steakley. Next poster has a favorite Nickelodeon show they watch for comfort.

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@Reasoned and everyone else... the new challenge is posted!