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Post by alyissupergreat on Oct 21, 2012 16:40:52 GMT -5
What exactly was an eighteen year old doing in a club that was only for at least twenty-one year olds? Well, to know the answer to that, you would need to take into account who the girl was. Lillian Baker. She always got what she wanted and what she wanted today was to go to the Christmas party at the club and have a few drinks and leave one lucky guy unsatisfied. It wasn't that she was a horrible person! She just got a sick twisted sort of joy out of knowing that she could get a guy all hot and bothered with her womanly charms. She was strutting as she walked through the club in her sexy Santa costume, her hands on her hips and her chest out. She didn't look like a virgin! She actually looked kind of like a slut but she was going to keep her costume on at all times. She had morals! She was a good girl!
The only problem was that there weren't any attractive men here tonight and she wasn't going to go and make out possibly dry hump some fugly loser. She stepped over to the bar and ordered herself some fruity little cocktail without even having to show her fake id. This is why having boobs rocked!
She could never imagine her life if she wasn't such an attractive woman. "Where all of the hotties tonight? I feel like I stepped into an ugly guy paradise and I'm the only sexy person in the entire club."
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Post by Baker Atkinson on Oct 21, 2012 16:48:12 GMT -5
Baker frowned as he sat down at the bar by himself. He was supposed to be here tonight with Jack, causing mayhem as usual. But an excuse had been made and Jack said he would be coming a little late.. so here Baker sat, drinking a beer and observing the crowd. Alone.
He'd gone so out of his comfort zone with his Santa outfit tonight. He didn't mind being shirtless somewhere, but the fact that he was almost naked made him just a little nervous. On his legs were a pair of red shorts that reached about mid-thigh. That was the most uncomfortable part. They were, however, being held up by a pair of thick, black suspenders. Atop his head was a traditional red Santa cap with the white fur and everything. And of course, so as to not feel naked, he'd thrown a white, button down shirt on. It was unbuttoned, yes, and rather see-through.. but it gave him just that little boost of confidence that he needed to be here on his own.
Upon finishing off his beer, Baker turned to the tender and ordered another. He'd started a tab for him and Jack.. but it was so far turning out just to be for him. He huffed and slouched back against the bar again just as his second beer arrived. "To holiday loneliness!" he announced and took a rather large swig.
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Post by alyissupergreat on Oct 21, 2012 17:30:07 GMT -5
Lillian heard a man's voice saying something about holiday loneliness and she felt a smirk tugging at her lips when she glanced across the bar.. Well he was attractive, he was very attractive indeed and she could definitely work with that tonight. She waltzed over to him after pulling her dress down a little so her breasts were more exposed for him to sneak a look at. "Hey stud muffin." She purred as she moved to his side.
She was running one of her hands along his arm and neck as she pressed her chest against him. "You are so attractive... What's your name? I like to know what I'm going to be screaming tonight." She was seriously hitting on him to this extent already? Slut. Well, she had been drinking those fruity little cocktails all night and they were starting to get to her head so she kind of had an excuse to be a little sluttier than usual and this guy was definitely hot. She was actually kind of tempted by him which never ever happened.
She wasn't even thinking about the fact that he could possibly have a girlfriend or worse, a boyfriend. He didn't look gay though! He was wayyy too hot to be gay, right? She didn't even know if it was possible to tell by looking at someone but she was just going to assume that she was right. She moved one of her hands to stroke his inner thigh, just a little bit affectionately as she bite down on her bottom lip to try and look more sexual.
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Post by Baker Atkinson on Oct 22, 2012 15:17:52 GMT -5
Baker smiled as the girl approached but was immediately uncomfortable by how she was talking to him. "Stud.. muffin..?" he repeated quietly as she got a little closer. Holy balls now she was leaning on him. Baker couldn't have been shaking any more.
"Uh.. Baker. My names Baker," he said, looking down and away from her. She was pretty, yes, but she made him feel just so.. so uncomfortable. He was about ready to puke. When she put her hand on his thigh, Baker could almost feel the puke in his mouth. Jumping up rather quickly, Baker laughed awkwardly with a series of 'heh heh.. heh..'s and patted down his shorts which he was suddenly realizing were probably a little too short.
Clearing his throat, Baker tried to regain his cool and looped his thumbs in his suspenders. "Baker," he said with a nod. "My name is Baker Atkinson." Confidence. He nodded in success because to him, he hadn't yet made a complete fool of himself. But what else could he do.. there was something more he needed to do to be 'cool'. Looking around awkwardly, Baker's gaze stopped on his beer.
That's it. Drink the beer.
Grabbing it up quickly, he took a drink and winced a bit as it went down the wrong way. He was coughing lightly, but did his best to keep his mouth closed so he didn't spit it all over her. Fuck, he was so great at getting the ladies.
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Post by alyissupergreat on Oct 22, 2012 16:47:37 GMT -5
Lillian raised a brow, what in the hell was wrong with this guy? Some girls might be worried that something was wrong with them if some guy practically jumped out of their skin to get away from them but she was honestly convinced that there had to be something wrong with this Baker guy. What kind of a name was that anyway? He was probably a virgin which made this all the more fun for her, what if he got excited in front of all of these people? She could point out his baby boner and laugh as everyone stared, maybe they would even discuss how small that he was until he cried! She loved it when men cried because of things that she had done to them.
She was a bitch when she wanted to be and she wasn't going to hide it. "Baker? Baker is a very arousing name..." She purred as she reached a hand run to run it through his hair, "So Baker, have you ever danced with a girl like this?" She moved closer to him and started grinding her ass against his crotch then she moved so she was facing him and had her arms around his neck as she grinded slowly.
She was biting down on her bottom lip before she decided that she would much rather bit on something of his.... ear lobe. She knew a guy once who was totally turned on by that kind of thing. "You're actually the sexiest guy at this whole party..." She wasn't lying about that which was sort of sad.
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Post by Baker Atkinson on Oct 22, 2012 17:09:40 GMT -5
Baker kinda flinched when she started rubbing up against him.. but decided to keep it cool and just let it happen. Never once in his life had a girl just started grinding on him.. and honestly, it felt kinda weird. I mean have you ever felt two layers of clothing rubbing against your dick? Its not the most delightful thing in the world. Especially because her butt didn't really reach all the way up his legs.. so it was more so her lower back rubbing against him and it just felt.. weird. But he was quiet about it.
"No.." he got out shyly when she asked if he'd ever danced like this before. He probably sounded like a four year old. And fuck, he was obviously the older one. Seriously.. just look at this girl! She had to be, what, sixteen? How she'd gotten into this club, Baker had no idea. But he was suddenly much more confident when he realized how young she must have been. And just on cue came her calling him sexy.
"Oh. Well thanks," he said. The baby talking was gone. His whispering was gone. That was a full out, confident sentence. "How old are you?" he asked, a smirk twisting its way up his face. He liked this now. Now? Now this was fun. And he hoped she could barely feel him.. not like his crotch was rubbing across HER crotch or anything..
(ALY. HE IS NOT SMALL. SIX FOOT SIX MEN HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW. XD)
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Post by alyissupergreat on Oct 22, 2012 19:46:58 GMT -5
Lillian wasn't use to being the one who was turned on but this new confidence that he had was just so well sexy! What was she suppose to do? He actually broke her confidence with his own and she stuttered, "Eight...eighteen." She could barley make the words out as she leaned slightly away from him and took a sip out of her cocktail. She needed her confidence back! "You are so sexy..."
That was suppose to seduce him but she sounded meek as she said it which likely ruined any amount of sexy that she might have had going for her. "Um.... I'm Lillian Baker by the way." Why was she introducing herself? She never used her real name! She always made sometimes up but now he knew her real name. What if he stalked and killed her?
Think about his baby dick! How good it'll feel to make him beg for it and then point out your purity ring like 'haha sucker'. But all of those thoughts were clouded by her own desire to actually be physical with him. What if he seduced her?
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Post by Baker Atkinson on Oct 22, 2012 20:34:12 GMT -5
Baked sort of chuckled. "Eighteen, huh?" he said before switching to a horrible British accent, "Here all by your lonesome, are yeh?" No longer was this awkward. It wasn't weird to have some girl dancing with him anymore because he wasn't thinking about that. In his twisted, four year old mind, Baker was making a friend.
"Whoa no way your name is Baker too? We're like.. twins," he said with a smile as he took another sip of beer, mimicking the way she'd taken a drink of her own.. whatever that was. "Yknow, its too bad you're eighteen. You're pretty hot."
WHAT. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT. I mean I know there's this whole confidence thing going on now but WHAT? Never once in his life had Baker ever had any kind of confidence whatsoever to go as far as complimenting a girl's looks, let alone calling her hot. It must have been the beer speaking..
Baker has always been more daring when he's drunk.
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Post by alyissupergreat on Oct 22, 2012 21:00:39 GMT -5
Did he just call her hot? Lillian blushed which was actually rather unusual and hid her face in her hands, could he tell that he was making her nervous? She was showing all of the sighs - giggling when nothing funny had happened, blushing, looking away. "Why is it too bad that I'm eighteen? I'm perfectly legal and you don't look too old for me, cutie." What if he thought that she was scared of him now? She totally wasn't which was why she was trying to find her confidence.
He clearly found his! How could she believe that this guy was a virgin? He was probably just putting on an act to see if he could actually fool some naive girl into thinking that she had won. "I'm.... I'm...." You're what? She cursed herself mentally for even beginning the sentence. "I'm a virgin!" Why did she just blurt that out? That wasn't attractive! How was that suppose to get him to want her to be with her when she was throwing that out?
She fiddled with the hem of her dress before looking up at him with wide eyes full of fear. "But.. we could.. we could go somewhere private?" What was she doing? Had she really just asked him to go somewhere alone? Oh dear.
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Post by Baker Atkinson on Oct 22, 2012 21:19:36 GMT -5
Baker couldn't help but laugh. They had completely switched roles. Minutes ago, Baker was the one fumbling through his words, tripping over his own feet and practically vomiting everywhere. Now she was! This was too funny.
"Hey, I could be like, forty years old," he said before taking another sip of beer. "But lucky you, today I'm twenty five," and he took another. He was about to ask about her interests when she slipped something about being a virgin.. then about going somewhere private.
"Whoa whoa whoa, back the truck up," he started, putting his hands out and squinting. The alcohol was beginning to take effect. "You tell me your a virgin, then you want to go somewhere private? I'm a virgin too and last time I checked, two virgins don't go to private rooms together." He was almost sort of giggling now. Noticing, he set the beer down and slid the white shirt down from his shoulders, leaving it next to the bottle on the bar. "By the way," he said through a burp. "Do you like my santa outfit? I made it," he giggled again. He wasn't even drunk yet.. but it was coming, and he was just preparing.
Jack wasn't here. Why not have a good time?
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Post by alyissupergreat on Oct 23, 2012 17:42:11 GMT -5
He was a virgin? Well that was enough to get Lillian's confidence back! She smirked as she glanced at his Santa suit... she was going to have a little fun with this. "Have you ever had a blow job, Baker?" She raised a brow before taking a casual sip of her drink. She was feeling a little tipsy but not so much that she didn't know that she wanted to do this.
"I've been told that I am very good with my mouth." She winked to let him that she definitely meant that in the sexual way. "I could take you to a private room and..." she lowered her tone as if she was going to tell him a big secret. "And I could rock your freaking world." She didn't know if he was actually going to agree but it was worth the risk since she was never going to see him again.
"Unless you're scared...." Who in the world when be scared of having their dick touched?
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Post by Baker Atkinson on Oct 23, 2012 19:59:42 GMT -5
Baker winced. What? What did she just say? What was this.. who was she? Where was he? What the hell?
Confidence gone.
Within seconds, Baker was already mumbling his way through this. "Ah.. uh.. no.. no I've never had a.. uh.. no.." Turning abruptly and rather mechanically, Baker reached for his beer and chugged what was left of the bottle. Fuck. It was half the bottle. He spewed a little on the floor and reached to put his shirt back on before realizing that it, like the floor, was covered in beer. God did it smell.. and it didn't quite smell like him. How long had he been looking away from it? Were those few minutes enough time for some bum to come along and ralph all over it?
Regardless, Baker slipped his right arm into the left sleeve and let it hang. "Uh.." he was fumbling through his words but suddenly stopped, closed his eyes and exhaled heavily. He looked at her again and put his hands at his side. "This," he started, shaking his head. "This is awkward." He nodded in a congratulatory way. Good word choice, Baker. Very grown up. "We uh.. us?" he pointed between himself and Lillian, "'Us' isn't going to work. I mean, I know I'm so sexy you can't avoid me," he slurred the word sexy a bit, not used to saying it, "But this.. no. Why don't I buy you a beer, huh?"
Well done, Baker. That was very grown up of you.
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Post by alyissupergreat on Oct 24, 2012 23:15:59 GMT -5
Lillian raised a brow and looked at him like he was absolutely insane. "What do you mean 'us'? I don't want to be an us, I just want to give you a blow job and satisfy you in ways that you have never been satisfied." She winked before moving one of her hands up to run her fingers through his hair. He had really awesome hair! She almost didn't want to stop touching it but she couldn't risk making him uncomfortable, right?
Right!
"Have you ever had another person touch your penis before? Because I bet that you have never ever had the most amazing experience in the world. Do you know what an orgasm is?" She was now stroking the side of his face to try and get him to want her sexually even though she didn't want him even the slightest bit.
"Do you really not want this to happen?" She was actually confused as to how a perfectly straight man wouldn't want oral from a hot girl!
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Post by Baker Atkinson on Oct 25, 2012 18:14:05 GMT -5
Baker squinted in confusion. Who just straight up asks about someone else's penis?
"Hey uh.. no. No I don't want this to happen," he said, brow furrowed, still trying to process everything that was happening. It was hard for him to say no, its not like he didn't want it. He'd never felt that sort of thing and fuck yea he wanted her all over him. But.. but no. He really didn't. I mean, he did.. but.. he didn't...
"You should be looking for guys your own age," he said. What the hell? Where was all this grown-up-advice coming from? Since when did Baker Atkinson, the biggest man child in probably the whole world, give relationship advice?
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