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Sorry y'all for the sudden radio silence, I recently had some serious rl stuff happen so my focus is elsewhere. Will get replies in soon

Okay, my Bard is posted over in the Member Roster... Layla should be able to talk her way out of anything, and if not, a little magical assistance might help.

I'd play it as the last one, but only because a sheltered young noble woman has so much potential to run into things she's never encountered on her father's estate. She could be so naïve, clueless to innuendo, ready for the men and monsters of the world to just take complete advantage of her...

I added a FAQ to the house rules question I encourage you all to read it.

Oooh I like the centering of the title and the extra pictures. I think I might steal incorporate that as well!

@MagnificentBastard also here is my WIP sheet https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2722808

As her legs hooked over his shoulders and her thighs squeezed his head, Lysander delved deeper still with his tongue, like a bear who had found honey, he wanted as much of her sweet taste as he could get. Her motions and noises drove him almost wild, and he growled into her like an animal, relishing in ravishing her flower and getting the nectar inside. His hand moved to knead his fingers into her breasts one at a time, massaging her pale flesh before making their way over to give her nipples some attention, rubbing them and rolling them between his fingers, not showing either any preference, but showing each ample attention and reacting to

Bluffing buddies!

As fingers dug into her squishy cheeks the young deity lifted her hips further, only to pause when her lover's mouth hovered next to her womanhood. She felt his breath wash over her. Then, finally, he leaned in closer. Her breath hitched within her throat once more as their lips met together, a kiss planted against her most special spot. His tongue emerged next, drawing a line along her tiny slit, tugging the pale petals briefly open to expose the glistening pink of her inner folds. She was much sweeter here, a nectar halfway between honey and a fresh strawberry. The nub of nerves that was her clit was hidden away pretty well thankfully, whic

Lysander felt her excitement and her taste lingered on his tongue though he hadn't even begun to truly taste her yet. His fingers kneading and massaged her rear as his gaze lifted from between her legs to look at her, his mouth positioned right in front of her slit, "I enjoy knowing my partner's pleasure," he says, each word a puff of breath against her, "And it helps later, give my size and all." he grinned at her one more time before refocusing on the entrance to her tunnel. He leaned in and planted a soft kiss at first, right at her entrance, feeling her warmth and eagerness, then his tongue came out and pressed against the bottom of her f

She could already tell what his first plan was as soon as he settled down upon his knee. It wasn't new to her. Not only had she witnessed it, but a few of the women she had been with had done something similar. Even so, it was certainly a delightful thing to look forward to! Plus, she hadn't done this sort of thing with a man before. Perhaps it might even be a little different? Kisses trailed along her flesh which, as it turned out, had a faintly sweet taste to it, almost akin to honey. Hands settled at her sides, fingers both nervously and excitedly playing with the rough fabric covering the bed. When he neared her loins she began to op

she would simply assume you have a weird culture around hugging ^u^

Lysander let her get her view of him, then smiled at her response. The feeling of her warm foot against him felt way more pleasurable that when there was fabric between them, and his cock twitched in response before she lowered her foot. As she laid back, he marveled again at her form, so small, but gorgeous nonetheless, and as she spoke again, he gave a grin and a soft chuckle as he moved forward gracefully, and knelt by her feet which dangled off the edge of the bed. He lifted one of her pale feet up in his hand, and his lips kissed the top of her leg, then kissed a bit higher. "I will see to it that you thoroughly enjoy yourself my lady."

Soft pink orbs drifted along the mortal's form while he stood to his feet, legs relaxed slightly open to give the man an unimpeded view of her body. He was quite tanned and, as she would soon learn, covered with scars. It only made him look all the more impressive, for each carried a story of some hardship or another. And then there were the muscles. There were plenty of those too! He was certainly built like one might expect a deity to look like. Her eyes widened somewhat as the man finally dislodged his mighty rod from its cloth prison, springing to attention before her! A foot raised, grasping gently against him, finally making contac

Im assuming a god getting involved and telling a merchant to send his daughter on some quest has sooommme sway

I think the second one has the most potential for zaniness in the future, although I don't understand why he'd send her off willingly if he had plans to use her for something like nobility.

Lysander watched her as the silvery vines moved, her robes being pulled from her body, before she released his hand from her thighs, and her feet stopped working him through his pants. He studied her body as he slowly got to his feet, she truly was an angel, every feature she had was perfect and flawless, she wasn't the most curvy of women, but even what she did have, was exquisite to admire, and he felt his blood pump a bit faster. "As you say my lady." he says with a nod once he was on his feet once again, his fingers moving to grab the hem of his shirt, which would have been easy to tear off, he instead pulled off slowly, before tossing it

Careless whispers

It was an enticing offer. He would sate her curiosity freely. In exchange, he would get the chance to do these sorts of things with a deity. A win-win, really. And why not? It could be enjoyable. She could set the limits. There wasn't any risk in it. He was, after all, merely a mortal. What could be the harm in that? Thin silvery vines stretched forth from the wall behind her, grasping at the brooch which held her robe closed. The only clothing which adorned her figure was removed and gently pulled away, leaving the little Angel completely naked. As might be expected, her torso was also unblemished and covered in porcelain white skin. He

Lysander could feel her excitement as she moved her other foot into position, and his own pleasure spiked higher as she did, she may have been inexperienced, but her effort and excitement certainly made up for it. His now trapped hand marveled at the soft squishy feeling of her thighs, and even though they were trapped, his fingers still stroked where they could, gently pushing forward between them where they could. His other free hand moved to start caressing her other leg, "Then let me show you my lady, let me treat you, and show you all of what you have watched, and more." he said as his free hand roamed around her thigh, closer and c

Blah, time to get caught up

Within her cloak the creature's little fluffy tail wiggled with glee! The noises created by her foot's diligent work were quite exciting! Of course in the past she hadn't been the forward one in these situations. Oh no. The wild women were more than eager to take the lead when they were comfortable enough within her presence. She had learned a few things first hand. But this? To be conducting the teasing? She could see the thrill in such acts. Of course Lysander wasn't as timid as she was. Despite her teasing he was more than willing to repay her efforts. Hands continued to explore her thighs, even drawing around her body, only to stop c

A soft growl escaped his lips as her foot pressed a bit more firmly against him, and his eyes explored her body again, more appraising this time as he found a response he could work with, her body telling him more than her words. Even though her foot continued to play with his shaft, he wasn't anywhere close to release, but she was certainly seeming to try for it. "To me my lady," he said as is fingers continued to massage her thighs once again, "It sounds as if you've never truly experienced what you've witnessed, not fully." his hand ran around the outside of her thigh, fingers trailing against the edge of her rear, before moving back aroun

Samara was in a breeding rut with the male. Grinding into each other panting it was all too much. He corked himself inside her with his knot and she felt the primal urge to stay still. His cock throbbed inside her fiercely as it dumped his baby seed inside her. The look on her face was that of bliss as she laid on her back arms over her head to catch her breath. As he heaved above her he slowly descended to be by her side as they both calmed attached at the loins. Maybe an hour passed but it was clear Samara was partially asleep. The rest was just to bide for time initiatally however this was a good Power Nap. Her stress and angst was n

Could she remove his trousers with her feet? Perhaps. It would be interesting to test, at least. However she didn't wish to end her game so swiftly. Oh no. If he desired his freedom then that would be up to him. Besides, she was still curious about whether or not she could get him off with this alone. There was no reprieve from the work of her foot, even while they two spoke with one another. Digits continued to trail upwards, exploring untouched flesh. They brushed along her skin, squeezed against the squishy region, massaged against the muscles hidden beneath. It felt quite nice. In fact another task now came to mind. But then such a t

Lysander saw the blush, and chuckled mentally to himself. So, teasing she is capable of, but not the act itself? What a dangerous game she plays. His rod twitched under her foots movements, it was now truly straining the fabric of his pants, and wanted to be free, but not yet he told himself, not just yet. Finally with her robes bunched far enough up, he could see the smooth hairless flower between her legs, it's petals closed at the moment, but who knew for how long. His hand traveled back up her leg, exploring further up her thigh,rubbing and massaging it with trained fingers. "No, it is not the same experience," he says, "To watc

A faint smile appeared upon her lips. With just her foot alone she was making some headway! It wasn't even direct contact with the mortal's flesh. But then perhaps that wasn't the only thing which had been affecting him. He appeared to be entirely content with exploring her own body, fingers brushing higher and higher along her thigh, kneading against her tender flesh. With his advance her robes retreated. The small gap between her full thighs, present just below her crotch, was now visible. His hands do feel pleasant. "I do enjoy observing, yes. Everyone who enters my woods are watched. There are occasionally youths from the surrou

He hissed softly through his teeth as her foot began to work on his restrained member, it felt great, that was for sure, and the feeling of her leg under his hand was almost how he imagined it to be, smooth and soft, warm and pleasant to the touch. His fingers trailed up to her now almost completely exposed thigh, and gently kneading his fingers into her leg, his large hands and apparent strength did not mean he could not be gentle, and his touch was firm but measured, he knew his strength and knew how to control it, even fine tune it. Two can play this game. Her words made him chuckle as he gave her a grin, "You like to watch do yo

Her toe settled gently in place, the curious little creature decided to stretch her leg out further, pressing the flat of her foot against the growing bulge. She could feel him throbbing beneath the fabric. This exposed a little more of her leg, but then it wasn't just the man's gaze upon her body. So bold was this mortal that he even reached out, grasping against her ankle with his large hand. Bolder still, he started to trace his finger upwards along her body. As it turned out her skin was as soft and as smooth as it appeared, perhaps somehow even more so. There was a gentle warmth to her body, an almost soothing presence. "Impressive.

Lysander had guessed right, she did indeed look to him this time and at his girth restrained only by fabric. So even an angel like her is one to take an interest in such things, unsurprising given what she embodies. He locked his gaze with hers, his silver swirling eyes, meeting her pink orbs. How far will she take this I wonder- But before he could finish his thought, she asked her next question and her foot began to idly rub against his swollen girth, causing it to strain further against his pants as it grew harder still. And it took him a moment to clear his head enough to speak, and this time his voice came out slightly huskier

Once more the man's eyes returned to her milky white legs, only now he didn't make much of an effort to hide it. In fact he was no longer making an effort to hide any of his arousal. The young Angel's eyes ventured down, looking upon the man's aroused state. She made no effort to hide it herself. Why should she? I wonder if that is painful. Pink orbs lifted again, matching the mortal's eyes. He had had multiple partners. That was unsurprising. Smaller ones, bigger ones, even a dragon! Apparently he had an admirable sex drive. Could it match someone like her? She doubted it. But then she hadn't ever actually engaged fully in such mat

Lysander now was positive she was doing it on purpose, moving and positioning enticingly, more of her lower half becoming visible as she moved, which drew his gaze back to her long slender legs and further up, he wondered for a moment just how soft those legs could be, before pulling his eyes away and looking back to the angel. So, she was teasing him, wanting him to get aroused was she? Then, who was he to not reciprocate the gesture, and he shifted slightly on the ground, no longer hiding his partial erection, which pushed against his trousers. See if her eyes wander as much as mine do... Then he answered her question as he locked

Once more the mortal's eyes wandered, and once more they appeared to settle between her legs. He was entranced! At least, partly so. He could still respond to her questions, as distracting as it was. Nor did he appear to want for much. It would be her decision, ultimately. A shame that he was timid in his desires, but who was she to judge? At least she would have time to come up with something sufficient. Hands settled against the bed behind her. She leaned back into them, legs idly parting just a slight further. Acting as the one to entrance a mortal was not something she had attempted before. Sure, she had observed, and she had played

Lysander gave a small wry smile at that, it was something he had thought about himself, why people seemed to be hesitant or uncomfortable around him, and he could only figure it was his heritage, some unspoken feeling people had if they spent to long around him. But he would never truly know, not like his father would ever come down and explain it to him. At her first question, he responded, "I am not sure myself, simply that normal people around me often shy away, as if something about me warns of danger." he looks to his hand and clenches it into a fist, his knuckles popping as he did so, "Not that I blame some of them, when they had seen t

It was somewhat amusing to her, seeing such a large man tuck himself away within the little home. She imagined what it might have been like if he had met with the woman who lived here previously. Would they have gotten along? What if they had become mates? She would dote lovingly upon him whenever he banged his forehead against the doorframe. They would wander together within the forest, caring for the wildlife and plucking various plants, although not so many that it upset her. And they would make love within this little hovel. That was perhaps the most amusing, and exciting, thought within her mind. Ah, to have witnessed that! A shame

Allie blushed as Lisa kissed her cheek. Soon enough, the girls began to walk. Allie walked besides Lisa, holding her hand as they did so while Mary walked behind them. On occasion, Mary would find herself looking down at Lisa’s butt as she walked in front of her and on those occasions, she would also notice the tips of Lisa’s cocks hanging out of her panties. It was a great view. “Hmm… I’m not sure… I’m not like most girls who mostly like to shop a lot at the mall. I normally just come here for the game store or the arcade. I-if you do want to go shopping though we can! W-we can go anywhere you want, just name it.”

Judgement puts a sweaty, dirty, warm and greasy hand on top of Laura's head, lightly caressing and petting her as well as putting a tiny amount of pressure onto it, letting the woman knows she likes the treatment, if her groans and moans were not enough for that to be clear already. If the total size of her members were not enough to get muffled by and stuffing her face with, the constantly and replenishing filth surely will add to that. The stench only seems to worsen the longer Laura is near it and the demon's cocks only continue to throb like mad within her hands and mouth. She can sense how hard and eager the human woman is for her seed a