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ANONYMOUSLY POST A PAIRING AND A KINK.THIS MEME IS OPEN TO ALL PAIRINGS AND ALL KINKS,EVERYTHING IS WELCOME HERE.
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March 22 2010, 20:21:29 UTC 2 years ago
IF YOU FULFILL THIS REQUEST I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER,SERIOUSLY!
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March 22 2010, 20:27:36 UTC 2 years ago
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March 31 2010, 15:39:55 UTC 2 years ago
Control 1/2
“Oh my God,” Freddie said. “Yes.”It all started with a finger. Sam had been reading Cosmo - (girly magazines weren't really her thing, but Cosmo was just so shamelessly dirty) Ten Terrible Ways To Please Your Man. It was at the bottom of the page in a little black box - Things You Wouldn't DARE To Do, and Sam flicked the magazine shut, thinking, try me.
The next time she'd gone down on Freddie, she tried it out. He'd liked it, the gentle tease, the mild flare of pain, the pressure...
Oh God, had Freddie liked it. It hadn't taken long for him to ask for more. He'd surprised Sam a little at first; she knew that he got off on the power dynamics of their relationship, but she didn't know what it would be like for him to give her total control. But when she found out what she could make him do with a finger, or two or even three, she realized that control was addicting.
Which is why, when she brought it over to Freddie's house, she was a little worried. She had to fuck him, had to see him begging for her, she needed it. When she pulled it out, Freddie gulped. He could tell that she had made an effort not to choose one that looked too realistic. In fact, had Freddie not known exactly what it was, he might have admired it for it's perfect cylindrical... coolness.
Sam could sense Freddie's hesitation, and so she laid it down on the bed between them. “It's glass,” she said. “I bought it because it's really smooth, and easy to clean, and it doesn't really look like a... yeah.”
Freddie was frozen for a second, wondering how there wasn't a voice inside of him telling him no; wondering how to put yesgodyes into less desperate words. He swallowed, watching as she picked it up, rolling it in her hands nervously. “I mean, we don't have to, it's just. I've used it myself and it's awesome, really-”
Freddie cut her off, lunging forward to kiss her, too fast at first, too messy. He pulled back for a second, and he could see the shift in her eyes, the hardness that clouded her vision when she knew she was getting her way. She crept a hand around his neck and pulled him closer, so their foreheads were touching. He could feel her lips ghosting over his when she spoke, they were so close that he almost tasted her words rather than hearing them. “Get on your knees.”
At first he knelt like a praying schoolboy, and Sam sat cross-legged on his bed. “It goes on like this,” she said, pulling out a surprisingly delicate looking harness. Sliding off her shorts and underwear, she clipped it around her waist and hips and back. Then she stood up, swinging it back and forth a few times as Freddie looked up in awe. “I am going to fuck you so hard.”
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March 22 2010, 20:35:14 UTC 2 years ago
Take that however you wish. Extra points for sexual innuendos during game play and/or video game analogies during sexytimes.
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Miranda/Dan
Miranda/Dan - Miranda is jealous that Dan is paying too much attention to the Victorious girl, so she tries to win back his affections by reenacting the good old days when their relationship was just budding.Anonymous
March 23 2010, 01:32:35 UTC 2 years ago
miranda/dan - if you can't hold on
She misses him. When he had told her that he was creating a new show, she was happy, happy for him and happy for Victoria. He had assured her that nothing would change, that their relationship would be exactly as it was before. He would just be busier, that's all. That's all.She knows how much he loves Victoria. He raves about how funny, how cute, how beautiful Victoria is. He positively adores her. Miranda doesn't want to be jealous because jealousy is so petty, but she can't help how she feels. And she hates it so, so much. She wants things to change. She wants them to be like they were before, when she would sit on his lap and laugh at his jokes and eat cupcakes. That's all she wants.
She just has to remind him how much he likes her, how much fun they had together before. Maybe, just maybe, he misses her too.
She meets him at the studio and sees him sitting at his desk, reading something on his computer.
"Hey Dan! What are you up to?" He turns around and looks at her, eyes bleary from staring at the screen for so long. He smiles. "Hey, Miranda. What's up?"
"Oh, nothing really. I was just... feeling nostalgic. Hey, do you remember when we first met?"
He nods. "Of course I do."
"That's good! Well, I was just thinking..." She trails off, then -- "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Schneider. My name's Miranda." Her eyes are locked on his, staring at him intently.
He looks confused, but he grins and says, "Call me 'Dan.'"
"Sure, Dan." She inches closer to him, grips his hand tighter. She pushes her petite body against his, lets her dainty hands press against his chest, move down... down... oh God.
"Miranda," he hisses as she starts to unbuckle his pants. "This -- we've never done this -- we shouldn't --"
She smiles up at him. "I just don't want you to forget about me, you know? I know you've been busy with that new show, but... I miss you..." She tips her head upward and presses her lips against his. Her lips are soft and full and her tongue is wet and warm and damn, it feels so good, too good. His hands grip her hair and he deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She moans against his lips and moves her hands further down his abdomen, flicks open his jeans and slides her delicate fingers along the hem of his boxers. She strokes his cock through the fabric slowly, teasingly.
"Would Victoria do this?" She lifts up her shirt, revealing a hot pink bra that was obviously too large for her, just barely fitting her frame. He wonders vaguely why she doesn't wear a smaller bra, then it hits him -- George. He bursts out laughing. "Really, Miranda? Really?"
She laughs along with him. "Really. Now, tell me..." She nips at his neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses. "Am I your favorite?" She grinds against him, straddles him.
"Of course," he groans. He moves his hands against her breasts, kisses her shoulder gently. She whimpers.
"G-good." She kisses him again, more tender than before. He can sense the relief in her voice. "I just didn't want you to forget about me. I'm so glad you didn't."
He smiles, rubs the back of her head gently. "I never would."
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"Dude, are you sure this is what you and your buddies used to do at sleepovers?" Spencer sighed, slowly pulling Freddie's pajama pants further down on his hips, revealing his Pokemon underwear. "Of course! Now relax. This is super fun."
Spencer dipped his fingers under the cotton, stroking himself through his boxer shorts with the other hand. Freddie let out a gasp as Spencer's thumb grazed over the head of his cock. Spencer was kneeling over him, his hair falling in front of his face as he fully wrapped his hand around the base. Freddie felt an immediate jolt of sensation between his legs as he became fully hard.
"Spencer, I don't know if we should be-- oh" Spencer started pumping his fist faster as he let go of himself for a minute and let his other hand travel behind Freddie, lifting his hips and feeling his way around for his entrance. "Don't worry, you're doing so well. You like that, right?" Freddie gulped and nodded, still unsure of himself and the current situation.
Still pumping fast with one hand, Spencer began circling his entrance, applying just enough pressure for Freddie to gasp and Spencer knew he was getting close. He just barely managed to insert the very tip of his index finger into the younger boy and soon Freddie was exploding all over Spencer's shirt. "That's it, atta boy."
Spencer grabbed some kleenex and wiped them both off. He lay down next to Freddie, pulling the boy in close. "Not bad, kiddo. Not bad at all." Freddie rested his head on Spencer's chest, falling alseep to the other boy's heartbeat as a smile escaped his lips.
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March 22 2010, 21:37:04 UTC 2 years ago
MIRANDA/DRAKE/JOSH
MIRANDA FORGETS TO BUY 18TH BIRTHDAY PRESENTS FOR DRAKE AND JOSH, SO TO SOLVE BOTH PROBLEMS AT ONCE SHE GETS BOTH OF THEM TO JOIN HER IN A THREESOME.Anonymous
March 22 2010, 21:47:11 UTC 2 years ago
JENNETTE/MIRANDA/MISC
WHILE FILMING AN ALL NUDE EPISODE, MIRANDA AND JENNETTE GET INTO A FIGHT ABOUT BREAST SIZE, PERKINESS, AND SUSTAINABILITY. TO SETTLE THE SCORE THEY HOLD A COCK LICKING COMPETITION ON THE MALES ON SET: JERRY, NATHAN, DAN. EVERYONE WINS.Anonymous
March 22 2010, 21:48:20 UTC 2 years ago
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Carly/Spencer
To celebrate Spencer's college graduation, Carly offers her body and some blowjobs--but she's not very good, and Spencer has to buy a webcam so he can see what she's doing and give instant feedback.Anonymous
March 22 2010, 21:59:18 UTC 2 years ago
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March 23 2010, 17:17:49 UTC 2 years ago
The Bet. Pt 1/3
“I can't believe you did that.” Sam said whilst in the process of picking the lock on the Shay's door. Carly was going to watch that shitty twilight movie for the 4th time, and neither Freddie or Sam wanted any part of it.“Believe it. Slave.” Freddie couldn't help but laugh, whilst Carly was in the bathroom, Freddie had flicked a random cashew into an empty bowl 2 tables over. Sam offered up 5 bucks saying he couldn't do it again.
“Whatever. Let's get naked and get this over with.” Sam locked the door behind them, and they walked into the apartment.
“You don't want to savour the moment?” It had degenerated so fast that Sam was down $200, and yet she was sure he wouldn't do it again. She offered him double or nothing, if he could hit the bowl 4 tables over. Freddie knew she'd never afford $400, let alone $200, so he decided to get Sam to offer up something he was very interested in. Her body. If she lost again, she had to be his slave that night.
Spencer was out camping with Socko, and wouldn't be back for a week. He didn't want to take the chance of his mother busting in on him, not at least until she left for her night shift, and with Carly at the movies they had a couple hours free.
Freddie quickly took off his striped polo shirt (worn just to piss Sam off), pants and boxers, his dick hanging loose, until he sat in the recliner chair, and Sam did the same, a couple layers of shirts, a plain black bra, her cargo shorts, and finally, blue boxer shorts.
Sam looked down on the couch, and for a moment wondered how many chicks Spencer had fucked on it. Sam flipped the pillows around, then plopped down.
Freddie got instantly hard at the sight of her naked body, legs spread wide, tits out and amazing, and her nipples perky and pink.
Freddie told Sam exactly what she'd be doing if she went through with it, but she was stubborn as ever. His only concession to her was agreeing to swap vaginal intercourse for anal, because, in her words “It'd be too fucking embarrassing to have a short-dick nerd like you pop my cherry. I'm saving it for someone who'll fuck me properly, like Spencer. There's gotta be a reason why he gets so much pussy.”
He was already slowly jerking himself up and down. “I want this over as quickly as possible.” At that, Sam's eyes gleamed. An idea formed. “Wait... how about we make one more bet.”
“I'm listening.”
“We have a race to see who can cum first. If I win, I don't have to be your slave.”
“And what do I get if you lose?”
“You can fuck me for real. And you get another full day for it.”
“Deal. How does this work.”
“I think it's pretty straightforward.”
“When do we start.”
“Give me 30 seconds so I can get wet, then start. You just watch till then.”
“Wait. How will I know when you cum? What if you fake it. I hear chicks can do that pretty well.”
“Dork, I'm not going to fucking fake it. You'll know when I cum, you'll hear when I cum, and you'll fucking see it. There's a draft in here blowing over my pussy, I'm horny as fuck, so it's not going to take long.”
“Okay.”
Freddie stuck his hands by his sides, his cock standing upright in Sam's honor. Sam looked across at him, before she started rubbing her clit, the feeling of pleasure spread through her body and forced her eyes closed. Slow, deliberate circles for 15 seconds, and Freddie saw a gleaming wetness start to seep from shaved pussy. It was a measure of how entrancing Sam was that he didn't even think about cheating, not even when she plunged a finger down and starting pumping.
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OT3
Sam and Carly are looking for Freddie. It just so happens when they find him, he's getting out of the shower. Wet OT3 Action!Anonymous
March 22 2010, 22:18:02 UTC 2 years ago
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SECONDED SO HARD.Anonymous
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March 22 2010, 22:07:52 UTC 2 years ago
CARLY/SPENCER/MISC
MONEY HAD BEEN RUNNING SHORT SINCE CARLY WAS 10 OR SO, SO SPENCER AND CARLY SELL VIDEOS OF HER. MODELING PAYS THE GROCERIES AND INSURANCE BILLS; SHOWER VIDEOS PAY RENT, AND BATE VIDS WILL PAY FOR COLLEGE. SPENCER HAS NEVER TOUCHED CARLY THOUGH. THEY'RE SIBLINGS AND THAT'S DISGUSTING.Anonymous
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SAMANTHA PUCKETT YAWNED. "THE ANSWER IS: fRIED CHICKEN."
FREDWARD SHOOK HIS HEAD. "NO, IT ISN'T. I ASK YOU AGAIN: THERE'S A TRIANGLE WHOSE EDGES EQUAL 3 YARDS, 4 YARDS, AND 5 YARDS, RESPECTIVELY. IS THAT TRIANGLE RECTANGULAR OR NOT?"
SAMANTHA YAWNED. "HAM!"
"NO" THUNDERED FREDWARD.
"PORK CHOPS!' SAMANTHA YAWNED. "I'M HUNGRY... THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER, THAT'S A FACT."
FREDDIE CONTINUED. "OK, LET'S GO TO THE NEXT EXERCISE: THERE'S A CIRCLE OF RADIUS 10 YARDS. FIX TWO DIAMETRICALLY OPPOSED POINTS ON ITS CIRCUMFERENCE. FIX AN ARBITRARY THIRD POINT IN THE PLANE. HOW CAN YOU TELL WETHER IT IS LOCATED ON THE CIRCUMFERENCE OF THAT CIRCLE?"
SAM SHRUGGED.
FREDDIE KNEW THAT THIS WASN'T GOING ANYWHERE. "IF YOU FIGURE WHAT IT IS, I'LL GIUVE YOU MY MEAT AND MY DESSERT IN THE CAFETERIA FOR THE NEXT TWO WEEKS."
SAM BEAMED. "AND THE POTATOES AND THE COLA?"
FREDDIE NODDED. "THEM TOO!"
SAM BEAMED. "IF THE SUM OF THE SQUARES OF THE DISTANCES EQUALS THE SQUARE OF THE DIAMETRE, IT'S A RECTANGULAR TRIANGLE, AND THEN THE LAW OF THALES TELLS YOU THAT THE POINT IS ON THE CIRCUMFERENCE OF THE CIRCLE."
FREDDIE BEAMED "CORRECT!" HE KNEW THAT SAM JUST NEEDED SOME APPROPRIATE MOTIVATION.
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