One story written by pv member's that wants to have some fun.   Reply to topic

Thank you ladies and other ladies.
I'll be here all month. Midnight show is completely different from the 10 PM show.

Realistically, some girls get whatever they want.
As far as I am concerned, Dutchess and pinkjill are 2 such girls.

I don't want to leave this hanging in the wind. I don't know many girls that appreciate being left "almost there" for an extended period of time.
If nobody steps up I'm morally obligated to help her complete her journey. I feel more than honored to help.
If nobody steps up, I'll continue in a few days.

You feel a weight on the mattress as someone else settles themselves on the bed - you try to shuffle the blindfold from your eyes to see who is there, but it has been tied too tightly for you to do that.

You feel a fingernail scratch gently around your swollen nipple - "who is that?" you ask. Fingers sink into your soft flesh, kneading your tit and then gripping your swollen nipple between finger and thumb, twisting and stretching your sensitive teat.

Again, you ask "who is that?" but there is no reply. The door closes. Who left? Your friend, the guy who brought you to the room? Who is using you so freely?

The hand continues to fondle and knead your tits, pulling on your nipples, lips replacing fingers. Then you feel lips kissing your neck - biting and sucking - your mind is racing, how the hell are you going to be able to explain these hickeys to your husband.

Is it your girlfriend stroking you, making love to you, your mind is in a whirl as you feel a hand slide across your stomach and across your white panties - your legs are splayed, you can't even press your thighs together to stop the invasion.

But your body is betraying you, as the hand curls between your thighs, pressing and cupping your pussy you can't help but let out a moan and fingers palpate against your swollen lips, massaging your clit as teeth grip your nipple and roll your swollen teat ......

Why do people keep posting on the wrong thread???
Next person can pick up where ynotnow left off. 🙂

You feel your panties being grabbed and then hear/feel the panties being cut off you. You feel hot air across your clit, then cool air. You feel a tongue slide across your pussy lips and then air blown across. Then you hear the alphabet being recited, humming, and a sharp intake of breath. You’re squirming, your ass is moving from side to side. You’re moaning and groaning, begging for release. You feel some fingers enter you and curve upwards. They start to slide in and out and pulling at you. Faster and faster they move. You feel yourself building up, somebody is whispering in your ear, telling you to let go. You start to pant and buck your hips. You hear your friend telling you to cum. She is telling you how hot you look and how horny you are making her. She leans over and pulls your blindfold off. You see her sitting on the bed, playing with herself. You look down and see me looking up at you from between your legs. You feel the urge building more and more until suddenly the contractions hit you. Your friend gets off a moment later. After you are both finished, she looks over at me, smiles, and says “your turn”. She unbuckles my pants, pulls them down and takes me in her mouth.
She looks over at you and tells you she is going to leave you cuffed for a while. I smile at you and start moving in and out. After a few minutes she looks over at you and tells you it’s your turn after mine.

I suddenly wake up. I'm cuffed to the bed.
My clothes are all gone. My phone is gone. My wallet is gone as are all my keys.
And that wasn't the worst of it.

Someone had drawn a dick on my forehead with a sharpie (with a smiley face on the top).

Alternative ending.

I suddenly woke up.
After fashioning some clothes out of newspaper and walking 4 miles to a pay phone, I got my daughter to accept a collect phone call. She called AAA for me, who met me at my car. They had a key for me. After getting home, I used my emergency "stupid" flip phone to cancel all cards and lock key accounts.
While sitting in my recliner, stewing big time, I noticed some loose papers on the counter. After going through them, I discovered my losing numbers I bought for the $1,000,000,000 Mega-Millions lottery.
One of the numbers won a $4.7 million secondary prize.

After waiting a week for the sharpie to wear off, you and I fly off to spend a month touring Europe. We spend most of the million dollars I earmarked for the trip.
I managed to keep from waking up with a dick sharpied on my forehead until Day 27.

But that's another story.

Same ole same ole Jills, they do what they want

Sorry, I saw it as a "cleansing of the pallet".
I answered several times in the spirit of the OP.
Other posters corrupted the thread.

If Jill decides to continue the thread in the spirit it was launched, her wishes should be respected. The hijackers should STFU.


PS Hey Ms. Beautiful Pink. The sharpie finally faded;)

Who does "unknown" think tommyboy is talking about? He's talking about you, unknight, and folks like you.
Not one of your posts in this thread have been on topic.
You whine about being ignored and getting kicked out of chat. You act like a kid from the small Thanksgiving table who walks around the adult table pulling on everybody's arm or saying "mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom" trying to get them to talk to you. You have shown you have nothing to say on topic after topic by some inane comment.
Not understanding the topics they are discussing, you interrupt them and try to change what they are talking about by hijacking the conversation (the thread).
Jill made it clear what the thread was about. You made at least 6 posts that had nothing to do with the topic, insulted multiple people, and can't take a hint from tommyboy to to stay on topic or STFU.
You tell the OP to keep it short and that guys like action and not fiction. It's pretty obvious any action stories you have are fiction.
I'd settle for you staying on topic regardless of what you say but I'm not going to hold my breath.
But hang in there. I think your MO will eventually pay off for you. Keep telling the women of PV to shut up, do your laundry, ignore what they tell you and keep begging them to talk to you.
Grow some balls and man up to your issues. Don't do it for me, do it for the women and yourself.