(Thread IKs:
bagmonkey)
|
Missed page 59 so I won't post the Jar Jar erotica
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:44
|
|
|
|
| # ? Apr 19, 2024 22:41 |
|
|
Page 60, that means it's time for your heart felt tributes to Liev Schreiber. Here's some art that I made: 
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:44
|
|
|
AS IF You woke up groggy, sore, and naked in a strange bed. Well, you’d clearly had a good night. You couldn’t remember with who, though. You raked your mind and just could not find an answer. You know you weren't drunk last night, but now you couldn't be sure. The combination of memory loss and just the strangest taste on your lips had your head spinning. You tried to listen closely to see if you could hear anything from out the door. You heard what may have been footsteps, which was a good sign. The one and only time you had slept with a Umgullian Blob was enough for you. You heard the footsteps making their way to the door and froze. What if it was hostile? What if this was a one night thing, and you were meant to be gone by now? What if it had a blaster and shot you dead right there? That’d look great on your eulogy, you could just imagine your parents reading, “Woman found dead, shot by a mystery man for overstaying her welcome after a night of passionate, wild sex.” Well. You couldn’t be sure of that last part. For all you know, it may’ve been the most boring sex you’d ever had and you’d fallen asleep during. It would explain why you couldn’t seem to remember why your body was aching, why your thighs were coated in dried cum. Maker, you wish you could remember. Whoever it was must’ve filled you so good , there was no way you could make it out of this bed right now if you wanted to. And what was that taste? It didn’t taste like any creature's seed you had ever come across-it was far too sweet. You just couldn’t help but lick your lips. The taste was almost addictive. You just hoped whatever creature you had slept with had more of it. So much more of it. The footsteps were right outside of the door now. The door opened, and in walked...Jar Jar Binks? No, no this couldn't be. You had not slept with Jar Jar Binks...but. The signs were there. Your nail marks all down his chest, handprint bruises that you can clearly remember making marring his body. You saw your bitemarks centered around his nipples-and oh maker , now you remember . You remember the sweet taste of his milk, so addictive and only for you. “Good morning,” Jar Jar smirked, “youssa thirsty?” You blushed at his words, your body waking up more at his teasing. You could feel yourself getting wet under the blankets. “Uh-I,” your voice was hoarse from last night, “I am, actually.” Jar Jar chucked and sauntered over to you, swinging his hips every step of the way. You didn’t think your mouth could get much more dry. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over you to whisper, “Then come take a sip.” Feeling bold from the mixture of his and your own body's encouragement, you pushed him back onto the bed and latched your mouth onto his left nipple. He grabbed a handful of your hair and yanked as you sucked on his hyper-sensitive nipple. Jar Jar let out a sharp gasp as you gave his other nipple a squeeze with your hand, letting it harden nicely before rolling it between your fingers. “Uhn-youssa- gently caress -youssa good at this,” Jar Jar moaned out as you continued lapping at his nipple. But it wasn’t good enough for you. You needed his milk. You craved it. Now that you could truly remember its taste, it was the only thing you could think of. Your only driving force. The only thing you lived for. Not even the Maker himself could pull you from Jar Jar in this moment. You released his left nipple with a small pop! and immediately went in for the right one. Jar Jar whimpered so sweetly above you, and you could feel his chest start to heave underneath you. “Pleas-please touch messa,” he whined out. And honestly, how could you say no? You maneuvered your body so you were laying on his, one of you knees between his legs. You could feel his arousal jutting out in his pants. You moaned around him when your pussy came in contact with his body. You couldn’t help but grind down where his thigh met you. You could feel yourself soaking his pants. You reached your hand down and slowly started palming his cock. “Mm,” Jar Jar panted, “m-more, messa need more ,” Jar Jar begged. You gave in and slipped your hand under his waistband, trailing down to the head and smearing his precum, using it to wet your hand so you could lazily jerk him off. You doubled down on his nipple, hoping to get anything from it, even just a taste of his sweet nectar. His hand jerked in your hair when you brought your hand up to cup his balls, rolling them the same way you rolled your tongue on his nipple. “Oh- uhhg -messa-messa gonna cum.” You jerked him through it, letting him spill hot on your hand, his body beneath you and the hand in your hair going completely limp as his cum spurted out. Just as you removed your hand from his pants, his nipples also spilled, releasing their ambrosia into your waiting mouth. You lapped it up hungrily, your soaked and sticky hand reaching down into your own quivering sex. You sucked down Jar Jars milk as you hosed his cum into yourself, grinding onto your own hand as you got ever closer to completion. Finally as Jar Jar moaned above you, overstimulated, you felt that white hot pressure build up to its tipping point, you released his nipple and screamed as you came. Taking a few needed breaths, you looked up to Jar Jars face for the first time. His head was lolled back onto the pillow, his eyes rolled back into his head, tongue hanging out. Totally hosed out from just a handjob and some nipple play. You huffed a laugh at him as you bent down again to clean the milk off of his chest with your tongue. “C’mon, Jar Jar,” you said to him, “let’s go get cleaned up.” The following night you banged Liev Schreiber. Ratjaculation fucked around with this message at 10:47 on Mar 8, 2021 |
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:44
|
|
|
Fixed that story for page 60: You woke up groggy, sore, and naked in a strange bed. Well, you’d clearly had a good night. You couldn’t remember with who, though. You raked your mind and just could not find an answer. You know you weren't drunk last night, but now you couldn't be sure. The combination of memory loss and just the strangest taste on your lips had your head spinning. You tried to listen closely to see if you could hear anything from out the door. You heard what may have been footsteps, which was a good sign. The one and only time you had slept with a Umgullian Blob was enough for you. You heard the footsteps making their way to the door and froze. What if it was hostile? What if this was a one night thing, and you were meant to be gone by now? What if it had a blaster and shot you dead right there? That’d look great on your eulogy, you could just imagine your parents reading, “Woman found dead, shot by a mystery man for overstaying her welcome after a night of passionate, wild sex.” Well. You couldn’t be sure of that last part. For all you know, it may’ve been the most boring sex you’d ever had and you’d fallen asleep during. It would explain why you couldn’t seem to remember why your body was aching, why your thighs were coated in dried cum. Maker, you wish you could remember. Whoever it was must’ve filled you so good , there was no way you could make it out of this bed right now if you wanted to. And what was that taste? It didn’t taste like any creature's seed you had ever come across-it was far too sweet. You just couldn’t help but lick your lips. The taste was almost addictive. You just hoped whatever creature you had slept with had more of it. So much more of it. The footsteps were right outside of the door now. The door opened, and in walked...Liev Schreiber? No, no this couldn't be. You had not slept with Liev Schreiber...but. The signs were there. Your nail marks all down his chest, handprint bruises that you can clearly remember making marring his body. You saw your bitemarks centered around his nipples-and oh maker , now you remember . You remember the sweet taste of his milk, so addictive and only for you. “Good morning,” Liev Schreiber smirked, “youssa thirsty?” You blushed at his words, your body waking up more at his teasing. You could feel yourself getting wet under the blankets. “Uh-I,” your voice was hoarse from last night, “I am, actually.” Liev Schreiber chucked and sauntered over to you, swinging his hips every step of the way. You didn’t think your mouth could get much more dry. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over you to whisper, “Then come take a sip.” Feeling bold from the mixture of his and your own body's encouragement, you pushed him back onto the bed and latched your mouth onto his left nipple. He grabbed a handful of your hair and yanked as you sucked on his hyper-sensitive nipple. Liev Schreiber let out a sharp gasp as you gave his other nipple a squeeze with your hand, letting it harden nicely before rolling it between your fingers. “Uhn-youssa- gently caress -youssa good at this,” Liev Schreiber moaned out as you continued lapping at his nipple. But it wasn’t good enough for you. You needed his milk. You craved it. Now that you could truly remember its taste, it was the only thing you could think of. Your only driving force. The only thing you lived for. Not even the Maker himself could pull you from Liev Schreiber in this moment. You released his left nipple with a small pop! and immediately went in for the right one. Liev Schreiber whimpered so sweetly above you, and you could feel his chest start to heave underneath you. “Pleas-please touch messa,” he whined out. And honestly, how could you say no? You maneuvered your body so you were laying on his, one of you knees between his legs. You could feel his arousal jutting out in his pants. You moaned around him when your pussy came in contact with his body. You couldn’t help but grind down where his thigh met you. You could feel yourself soaking his pants. You reached your hand down and slowly started palming his cock. “Mm,” Liev Schreiber panted, “m-more, messa need more ,” Liev Schreiber begged. You gave in and slipped your hand under his waistband, trailing down to the head and smearing his precum, using it to wet your hand so you could lazily jerk him off. You doubled down on his nipple, hoping to get anything from it, even just a taste of his sweet nectar. His hand jerked in your hair when you brought your hand up to cup his balls, rolling them the same way you rolled your tongue on his nipple. “Oh- uhhg -messa-messa gonna cum.” You jerked him through it, letting him spill hot on your hand, his body beneath you and the hand in your hair going completely limp as his cum spurted out. Just as you removed your hand from his pants, his nipples also spilled, releasing their ambrosia into your waiting mouth. You lapped it up hungrily, your soaked and sticky hand reaching down into your own quivering sex. You sucked down Liev Schreibers milk as you hosed his cum into yourself, grinding onto your own hand as you got ever closer to completion. Finally as Liev Schreiber moaned above you, overstimulated, you felt that white hot pressure build up to its tipping point, you released his nipple and screamed as you came. Taking a few needed breaths, you looked up to Liev Schreibers face for the first time. His head was lolled back onto the pillow, his eyes rolled back into his head, tongue hanging out. Totally hosed out from just a handjob and some nipple play. You huffed a laugh at him as you bent down again to clean the milk off of his chest with your tongue. “C’mon, Liev Schreiber,” you said to him, “let’s go get cleaned up.”
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:48
|
|
|
I did amend it, so yours is a fitting sequel
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:49
|
|
|
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:55
|
|
|
eeeeeee-yowza! I am not actually reading those though
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:56
|
|
|
liev it to shreiber
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 10:59
|
|
|
I only read through it after doing the find and replace to make it about Liev, and I laughed really hard at all the parts where Liev said things like, "Youssa gotta gently caress me" and where the woman was like, "Oh God, no, I hosed... Liev Schreiber!?"
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:01
|
|
|
also let it be known I appreciate this
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:03
|
|
|
Revins posted:liev it to shreiber It's hard to remember how to spell his name because it's got an ie and an ei and an sch instead of an sh. Fortunately there's a handy little rhyme to help: I before E, except after S-C. Note that this is not a universal rule, don't come crying to me about sceintists.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:05
|
|
|
If you rewatch X-Files you would 100% realize that Mulder would be alt-right since he constantly says snide poo poo about "political correctness" and makes bizarre sexist comments and mansplains to Scully about her own college thesis at one point, he'd probably love Jordan Peterson. Scully is a neoliberal, she basically never trusts mentally ill people and is a massive bootlicker who constantly tries to explain away the government being bad.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:07
|
|
|
oh I just noticed I missed the c, just a little typo in no way implying a lack of attention to spelling american actor liev schreiber's name correctly as he deserves
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:08
|
|
|
The Flukeman is a Tankie since he swims in, and sucks, poo poo.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:08
|
|
|
Eugene Tooms is a centrist because he constantly makes enormous stretches to attack the neoliberal (Scully) while mostly ignoring the alt-right (Mulder).
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:11
|
|
|
Lil Swamp Booger Baby posted:If you rewatch X-Files you would 100% realize that Mulder would be alt-right since he constantly says snide poo poo about "political correctness" and makes bizarre sexist comments and mansplains to Scully about her own college thesis at one point, he'd probably love Jordan Peterson. Did you watch the revival seasons? A lot of the episodes that Chris Carter didn't write were pretty good. The ones he did write make me pretty sure he's a right wing conspiracy theorist lunatic who thinks Alex Jones is a hero.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:16
|
|
|
Tip posted:Did you watch the revival seasons? A lot of the episodes that Chris Carter didn't write were pretty good. No I haven't yet, I'm actually doing my first sequential non-TV reruns watch of the series rn.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 11:26
|
|
|
90% of the X files is rubbish 5% is ok 5% is genuinely good
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 12:36
|
|
|
William Henry Hairytaint posted:PROBE ME THEN I REFUSE
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 12:44
|
|
|
I actually rewatched the entirety of the xfiles a few years back with my fiancee who had never seen it before and i cant remember any of it. Not a single episode
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 14:50
|
|
|
fridge corn posted:I actually rewatched the entirety of the xfiles a few years back with my fiancee who had never seen it before and i cant remember any of it. Not a single episode What about the episode where everyone gets sucked the freak off
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 15:11
|
|
|
Dont remember that one
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 15:21
|
|
|
It was a classic episode. Skinner slurped and swallowed the oil-based alien while looking cigarette smoking man right in the eyes.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 15:39
|
|
|
Prof. Crocodile posted:It was a classic episode. Skinner slurped and swallowed the oil-based alien while looking cigarette smoking man right in the eyes. He got really pissed off at Mulder's technique and yelled "That's it, you're on your own with this one, the bureau still has to answer to someone." but in the end begrudgingly developed a newfound sense of camaraderie with Mulder after he saves him from getting sucked off badly at the end.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 15:40
|
|
|
The only great x files episode is actually a simpsons episode
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 16:40
|
|
|
Mulder: "They put huge cocks in pornography so you'd want to suck them off. It's subliminal Scully, that's why I've been wanting to suck off dicks constantly. I'm not gay, so it only stands to reason. Why won't you believe, after all the dicks you've seen me suck, knowing I'm not gay Scully?"
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 16:43
|
|
|
similarly i am watching through SVU sequentially and i am shocked at how so many episodes are resolved by stabler sucking off the perp until they confess all over his face
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:13
|
|
|
Aardvark! posted:similarly i am watching through SVU sequentially and i am shocked at how so many episodes are resolved by stabler sucking off the perp until they confess all over his face Schlong Vacuuming Unsub
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:15
|
|
|
In retrospect both people like the cigarette smoking man wanted mulder to learn the secrets, the FBI wanted to learn the secrets, and mulder himself wanted to learn the secrets why didn't they all just get together and gently caress
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:16
|
|
|
Like at any point all groups involved could have just been like "Yo wtf's been going on this is cray" and been alright with it
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:17
|
|
|
Big Beef City posted:In retrospect both people like the cigarette smoking man wanted mulder to learn the secrets, the FBI wanted to learn the secrets, and mulder himself wanted to learn the secrets why didn't they all just get together and gently caress Because the secret was that they were all gay and they didn't want anyone to know, the aliens were also gay and came to earth to make sure no one on earth knew they were gay. Some people are willing to travel millions of light years to keep that kind of thing hush hush.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:18
|
|
|
Big Beef City posted:In retrospect both people like the cigarette smoking man wanted mulder to learn the secrets, the FBI wanted to learn the secrets, and mulder himself wanted to learn the secrets why didn't they all just get together and gently caress Fix Milder was a eunuch. God, it’s like you didn’t even watch season 2.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:18
|
|
|
Lil Swamp Booger Baby posted:Because the secret was that they were all gay and they didn't want anyone to know, the aliens were also gay and came to earth to make sure no one on earth knew they were gay. Some people are willing to travel millions of light years to keep that kind of thing hush hush. yep
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:19
|
|
|
Wasnt cigarette smoking man mulders dad or something on the end?
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:19
|
|
|
Mulder hosed a cranberry out of Deep Throat's rear end in a top hat like it was nothing, so agile and dexterous was the tube-like biological hydraulics of his spring-loaded cock.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:20
|
|
|
Cock Smocking Man
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:21
|
|
|
DarkSoulsTantrum posted:Cock Smocking Man Typo made it funnier.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:21
|
|
|
DarkSoulsTantrum posted:Cock Smocking Man im a pack a day man myself
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:22
|
|
|
Remember when they pumped Scully's stomach up in that one episode? They were hiding their homosexuality in her stomach, that's why she got cancer.
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:23
|
|
|
|
| # ? Apr 19, 2024 22:41 |
|
|
Cum
|
|
#
?
Mar 8, 2021 17:25
|
|