>>868554
Yo don't knock it, I do that all the time.

Enemy 2018/02/27(Tue)20:30 No. 870619 ID: a039ca
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"First come, first served, Poly," you say.
Meg's giggle turns into a gasp when your fingers slide beneath the elastic line of her panties.
She's dripping.

The whine she makes when you slide your first knuckle inside her is a perfect tone. You can smell strawberries from here.
"You're so..." She grunts as you add another. "You're so fuckin' corny."
"You love it."
She grinds against you again. "I love it."
You pull the front of her dress aside.

Enemy 2018/02/27(Tue)20:31 No. 870620 ID: a039ca
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Polyphema runs her short, trim nails along Annika's neck, and unfurls her long, long tongue.

You watch your college bestie quiver in your girlfriend's arms.
"Oh, fuck," she breathes, as Poly's tongue traces her clavicle.

Polyphema is giving you a cheshire grin over her blushing shoulder.
She can't mind-meld without blowing your brain out your ears; but it's not hard to see what she's thinking.

So you start with:
A] Meg
B] Poly
C] Annika
D] Some light small talk
E] ____________

And then:
1] Meg
2] Poly
3] Annika
4] Bible study
5] ____________

And finish with:
i] Meg
ii] Poly
iii] Annika
iv] A firm handshake
v] ___________

D 4 iv

Hahah no of fucking course not

Actual vote: A 3 ii. And please nobody try to bring up doubts whether or not Annika's down for this again, we know damn well she is.

>>870622
Haha yeah
A 3 ii
Annika could use some Poly time before Zack tries anything

C 3 III.

Afterward firm handshakes and biblical studies for all.

>>870620
A, 3, ii
Poly demands that nut

A 3 ii

A 2 v
We need that green light from Annika, lads.

>>870622
>>870623
>>870629
>>870633
>A 3 ii
Adding my vote.

AAAAAA YOU'RE BACK i missed you ;u;

>>870620
A,3,II, The Limo Driver, The Limo.
in that order.

>>870620
A 2 iii

A 2 i, because we know how insatiable Meg is, one won't be enough, and we've already started with her but she's our date so we should finish with her too. Annika probably wants a go at Meg, as well. Last of the three is probably when Zack will be finishing up himself as well so if you want top safety that shouldn't be our fellow human.

A 2 iv. They say you're a man who's good with his hands.

A 2 I, something something sex powered robot.

A 3 ii

A
2
iii

>>870620
A 3 ii

>>870620
A 3 ii

>>870620
C 2 i

A3ii

>>870657
Just adding that if we do Annika, then we're gonna need a condom.
Unless she likes it in the butt in which case W/eW.

>>870795
I'd leave that up to her.
Birth control is cheap and available, and those sorts of consequences don't lend themselves to this kind of narrative.

>>870861
Worst case scenario, Zack definitely has some in his wallet because he's a hero and this isn't a problem.

>>870795
Pfft, Poly probably brought condoms. This was her plan all along and poor Zachary and co. are at her mercy.

>>870664
>Everyone is inside the Limo simultaneously
This vehicle is a filthy slut.

>>870620
A 2 iii.

A 3 ii
ITS TIME

>>870620
A 3 ii

>>870619
Meg first because she's our date for the evening and she has first dibs.
Poly second because she's thirsty AF and hates to be kept waiting.
Annie third, but only if she's interested and we have some protection.

>>870620
A 2 iii. Only butt stuff with Anni since no condom and do her last so the others don't have a dirty dick....we haven't done anal with any of the girls have we

>>871542

One does not stick it in a lady's butt during one's first intimate rendezvous with her unless one is absolutely two hundred per cent certain that is what she wants.

I'm essentially fine with A3ii or A2iii, but since A3ii is the bandwagon, I'll hop on

i t ' s h a p p e n i n g

>>870903

Poly may have, devious schemer that she is. Also if she didn't, and Zack doesn't carry them anymore, and Annika doesn't carry or have some kind of BC, then like... That's not necessarily an unfun problem to have in itself. Penetrative sex is great but it isn't the be-all and end-all.

I don't expect it'll be an issue tho, TBH

>>871542
Thumb in Bika's butt (butts?) is the extent. She'd probably be down for anal.

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)15:02 No. 872619 ID: a039ca
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You help Meg with your belt and your zipper, and savor the mini-shock of crisp anticipation that comes with her fingertips finding your dick. Her hands are jittery with pent-up energy. She tugs her panties to the side as she slides her pelvis up the length of you. "I'm gonna show you," she says, in a voice thin and breathless with lust, "what I..."
But whatever she was going to show you dissolves into a heaving gasp as she's reacquainted with the difference in size between a skut and a human. She falls back against your chest, hips shuddering as she sinks into your lap.
"Need a second?" you ask.
She looks up at you and manages to compose her face into a wicked grin. "Shut the fuck up," she says, leaning forward and arching her back.

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)15:02 No. 872620 ID: a039ca
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The girl you're with tonight is a far cry from the breathless virgin Meg started as. She's graduated from making love to fucking, and her smile widens as she finds her rhythm. Soon her holographic coif is leaving glowing trails against your vision as she bounces energetically on top of you. She swirls up and shimmies down; she twists her waist in figure-eights; she digs her hand into your open pants and plays with you while you're inside her, and giggles triumphantly when you groan; she purrs like a kitten when you finally take over, tugging her back into a close embrace, one hand snug around her neck, slowing her frenetic rhythm to something deeper and more intimate. She shivers, and kisses you sloppy. She gives a soft bite to your lower lip as she pulls away.
"Pull my fucking hair," she says, and even though you know they're stabilizer fins and not hair, it's not the time to quibble about nomenclature. She tilts her head back with your grip and cums, her scream loud and melodic, and you squeeze her so tight that your fingers leave grooves in her synthetic skin.
The limo smells like an orchard.

Guest panel by RML

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)15:03 No. 872621 ID: a039ca
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Annika is blushing all over as you lay her across the seat of the limo, from her face to her shoulders to her perky nipples.
It's been so long since you've seen a naked human you've forgotten how pink they can be, though she's also noticeably smeared with patches of purple down to her bellybutton.
"You're sure?" you ask.
"Did you think I was a lesbian?" Annika asks.
"You only dated girls in college."
"You never asked me."
"And you're covered in my girlfriend's lipstick."
"That... ok. Is fair." Annika wraps a leg around the small of your back. "There's been like-- twenty times I've really wanted to fuck a guy." She's even pinker now. "And about half of them were you."
"You never asked me."
"Awww," Poly says, momentarily raising her face up from between Meg's thighs. "Listen to you."
Meg pushes her back down.
"Are you on the switch?" Annika asks.
You're fumbling through your wallet, looking for a condom. "I haven't really, uh, needed to be on the switch."
"I'm on the switch." She playfully slaps your wallet out of your hand (ok Zack remember you need to find that later) and hooks her other leg around you, pulling you closer. "C'mere."

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)15:03 No. 872622 ID: a039ca
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You have to admit to yourself you were fearing a return to humanity to be vanilla or boring or even loose; but a sexy woman is a sexy woman, no matter how many eyes or limbs she has, and you're shocked with yourself that you never saw Annika as one. The face you remember grinning sarcastically at you during lecture hall is now flushed red and gasping with every thrust; the eyes that you're so accustomed to seeing framed by cat-eye glasses are alternately staring wide at your face and screwed up with pleasure.
"Turn around," you hear yourself saying. Her deep blue eyes reopen.
You're not usually one for talking particularly dirty, so you know you're far gone when you say to her: "I want to see that ass shake."
But Annika eagerly complies, laying her face against the leather and raising her (you try not to think of them as "childbearing" but they sure are inviting) hips into the air.
When you come back together it's obvious that you've found her sweet spot. Her breath hitches, then comes out as a fluttery ah. Polyphema, who's playing Meg like a cello, raises Annika's chin and parts her lips.
You hear Annika's muffled voice start to raise to raise in pitch with every push. Your lizard brain commands you to slap Annika's ass, and you do, leaving a rosy handprint on her. Annika must be feeling as primal as you are; You feel a spasming tremble against you, and then another. And sure, it's Poly's mouth that Annika stutters into that she's cumming, not yours, but it makes you feel so good that you almost bust inside her right then.

Not without Poly.

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)15:03 No. 872623 ID: a039ca
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"Polyphema," you say, and Polyphema rises. Her makeup is smeared, her outfit is loose and undone around her, and her headpiece is long discarded, but she's still glittering in the passing neon of the city like a slutty angel.

Her hips roll as she sways to you. Whatever she was wearing underneath her loincloth thing is long gone, and when she pillows your dick at the cleft of her butt, you feel an insistent wetness on your belly. "Hi, lover," she says, and plunges her tongue into your mouth.
Your head is so filled with purple fog from the kiss that you barely feel her shift and slide, and you don't realize you're inside her until she breaks off. She opens her thighs to give you a better look, then folds them closed again. Her grip tightens. The feeling is indescribable. There are muscles inside of her that she's had centuries to train.

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)15:04 No. 872624 ID: a039ca
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"Do you want to know what I said to whats-his-name?" She traces the lines of your adam's apple as she loosens your tie. You hold the spines on either side of her hips like they're handlebars. Your mind is melting.
"I told him that the little game I was playing with him was a human game. An Oculot doesn't tease or withhold. Not from the ones who deserve her." She yanks your collar. You faceplant into her chest. Should Annika be hearing this? You have no idea and right now you're finding it impossible to care. "I said I was going to go home with the 'boy' he was looking down his nose at all night and he won't have to beg. Or kiss my fucking feet. Unless he wants to."
You admit to yourself that you wouldn't mind.
I'm going to let him do whatever he wants to me." One of her nipples is brushing against your lips. You let it in. "Because he is kind and we're in love and he makes me scream." Her breath is shallow and fast. You hold her in place and leave teethmarks in her neck. She's raking her fingers through your hair. It's like you're drowning in her.
"I love you," you tell her. You're faintly aware that Meg and Annika are staring, disrupted in their own shared afterglow by the force of your lovemaking.
"Then cum with me," she says, and something inside her flexes, and you do. She feels it and pumps you dry, locking your mouths together.

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)15:04 No. 872625 ID: a039ca
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You sit there, heaving for breath like castaways, for what could be minutes or maybe hours, before she painstakingly peels her skin away from yours and says into one ringing ear, "I love you." She looks back at Meg and Annika, squirming to keep your half-hard dick inside her. "So! Where's the afterparty?"

Gargle Gargle Glug Glug

Poly did tell the limo driver to "take the long way home", so I would assume her place is closest by this point. Speaking of the driver, you need to give that man a great tip for himself and something generous to pass to the poor cleaning crew too.

Damn Brom now I need to try drawing more PoV stuff. You're an inspiration.

Brom, you are a glistening, golden god of a man.

Despite being fucked completely stupid, try to gargle out SLS. We can bring in the rest of the dulabira (Krin included), invite our human buddies, and get this party going strong. GG can even bring along her new Warrior beau if she likes.

>>872624
From the side, it looks like her breasts are as big as her head, but that's just her torso with tiny lumps for comparison and it makes me sad.

>>872625
The afterparty is a tub of onion dip and some honey-glazed bacon croissants. That is actually a thing.

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)17:01 No. 872649 ID: a039ca
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You just kind of gurgle.

They laugh.

You tilt your head and look out the limo's tinted window, feeling the pulse of Poly's heartbeat through her body.

The stars are out over the city. They look still and permanent, as the dark buildings rush past them. You rub the small of Poly's back and--though your conscious mind patiently reminds you that everything ends--you imagine this moment stretching into infinity.

Enemy 2018/03/09(Fri)17:01 No. 872650 ID: a039ca
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KILLS 0%

ITEMS 40%

SECRET 90%

>>872650
BRAVISSIMO!

*clapping applause*

and now the Kariket takes away everything we love