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Bonobo Meme

Sex is a dirty, taboo act that needs to be restricted to — No, scratch that.

The place you live now has a sex-friendly, sex-positive culture. Sex is a social activity often used to strengthen bonds and it's no big deal to discuss or indulge openly. It's always been this way — your character has grown up accordingly so there's no excuse for blushy blushy inhibitions. General physical affection that doesn't necessarily end in sex is also very highly encouraged and thought to better one's well being.

So go out there and touch someone. It's for the good of the group.

HOW TO

- Post a top comment, including the usual information in the header. Listing preferences for pairings, prompts, and kinks is also recommended.
- Tag around using the prompts provided or your own ideas!

PROMPTS

ANGER — Fighting with a friend and need to settle yourselves down? Maybe your friend is angry at something/someone else or even themselves! Take them aside and help blow off some steam.
HAPPINESS — You're so happy you could kiss someone. That and more is a perfectly acceptable form of celebration!
SADNESS — Someone's looking down in the dumps, but a little affection goes a long way.
JEALOUSY — They can't have the one they want, but maybe you can take their mind off of them. Or perhaps you're the one being pined after and you feel like throwing them a bone?
REMORSE — You've wronged them, they've wronged you. Now it's time to reconcile your differences and make up. By making out.
FEAR — Whether in the middle of being kidnapped or just watching a scary movie, you'll hold them, comfort them, pet them a little... or a lot.
ANXIETY — There's an upcoming big game/job interview/boss battle/other important event and someone's feeling jittery. Willing to lend a hand to help calm their nerves?
CURIOSITY — Wow! This person really fits your type to a T, whether due to looks or their proclivities that you've discovered through frank discussion. Luckily, it's no big deal to tell them as much.
GRATITUDE — You are bursting with it and ready to lavish it upon this person.
LOYALTY — You've got their back; you'd never do them wrong. It's time to show it and foster some camaraderie.
PLAYFULNESS — Tickle fights, cops and robbers, or distraction tactics for the workaholic in your life. It's all in the name of fun!
BOREDOM — No seriously, you've been in this line forever. It's not like anyone around is going to mind a show, right?
WE DO WHAT WE WANT — The obligatory wildcard option because this list is by no means exhaustive.

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Imogen smiled, pleased at the attention, and that smile could be felt like an energy just in Imogen's posture, how relaxed her shoulders were.

"I'm not in a mood to watch, I would have to be able to get involved. And if you just taught her how to be dominant, I think threesomes are a little advanced." Plus, Imogen was aware she was just a bit more interesting than most people were ready for their first time out. Imogen was more than happy to experiment in all things. "Do you think she'd be alright with me fucking her with a strap-on?"

"Most people don't get all the subtlety involved," Imogen agreed, "the level of attunement both parties have to be in, to read the situation. So how did she fare now that she was driving? And what did you need to do?"

Alicia gently moved her fingers to toy at Imogen's nipples, all the while increasing the speed at which she was rubbing at the girl with her palm, little by little.

"Mm. I think that I'd love to see you going at her." she smirked. "Ooh, which toy were you thinking of using? You've got quite the collection of strange ones, after all.."

Gently, Alicia placed another kiss on Imogen's neck, lower this time, closer to her collarbone. "Well, once she was bare, and had processed what I had told her, she walked over to a chair and sat down in it. She had the most perfect posture.. back straight, legs crossed, she looked like a little princess. Which might be what she was going for, really.. trying to get into the dominant frame of mind. And she says, 'I need to feel your mouth on my toes. That is what you need to do for me first.'"

Imogen sucked in a breath, "My lavender one, its big enough if she hasn't been with too many guys to impress, but isn't too big. It has a s-small motor in the tip." Imogen smiled into a moan, figuring she could spin a little tail for Alicia now, "Lay her down on her stomach, her little butt raised slightly? A perfect view of her curves and her hair?"

"Ohh, she's one of those. Cute. Working up a-ahhh a limb is very appealing while you have the time." Imogen's hand moved to cup one perfect breast, thumb resting just next to Alicia's nipple without touching it. "So what did your princess bid her bard to do next?"

Alicia grinned, her breathing getting deeper as she imagined her Imogen doing exactly those things with that adorable red-haired girl. As Imogen spoke, Alicia used one hand to guide one of Imogen's hands to Alicia's bare chest, wanting more...direct stimulation there.

"Mm. She made me focus on her toes for a bit..." she said. "She reached down and grabbed my hair, guiding my mouth exactly where she wanted it to go."

Imogen kissed her way down Alicia's neck, to her shoulder, then to her chest. Figuring there was probably a bit too much teasing in this little game for so late into it.

"Was it," kiss, "forceful or just," kiss, "assertive?" Imogen's free hand was on the small of Alicia's back, not that Imogen thought the girl would try to escape her lips... but to be sure.

Alicia had no desire to escape, especially once her friend had begun to kiss her chest. Alicia had very sensitive nipples, and in fact had considered getting them pierced, for that reason.

"Just assertive, at the beginning. She's still working up to actual force." she said, through gentle gasps. "Though, when she wanted me to move up from her feet, she did give my hair quite a good tug..."

"Did she at least do it right, it isn't much fun when people don't know how to pull hair." Imogen kissed just next to one of Alicia's nipples... right before gently pinching the other.

Imogen after that started to roll the other nipple between her teeth. Even if her mouth was busy, her eyes said she wanted more story now.

Well, Alicia had to take a moment to properly appreciate the feel of Imogen's teeth on her nipple. "Oh, mmmh...." she gasped.

"Y-yeah, I mean.." she gasped. "She needs work, but for a first timer... mm." Alicia thought for a moment. "We need to...oh! Have her over. And show her things."

Imogen gave the nipple another gentle suck before moving up to give Alicia a kiss.

"I suppose, if we're going to show her things we should practice first. To make sure we're at our best." Imogen took Alicia's hand and moved it lower, so the other girl could curl her fingers inside of Imogen's sex. "Did she have you doing anything interesting to her before you were done. Oh, you were in the lounge, did anyone walk in?"

That was an issue some had to face at school, not every room was created equal. Some were more popular, and some didn't lock properly.

Alicia returned the kiss, gently and eagerly, as her fingers started to do Imogen's bidding. While Alicia did like nudity, she had to admit.. when she was with Imogen, it was quite arousing that the girl never completely undressed.

"Mm. Nobody had walked in at that point.." she said. "Of course... giving the attentions that I was to the girl's toes had ended up making her quite aroused. So of course, she had me start kissing up her legs. Mm..." Alicia thought for a moment. "We're going to have to teach her that it's not all about sex."

Imogen inhaled sharply, breaking the kiss to rest her head on Alicia's shoulder, taking some of the other girl's neck between her lips and sucking, in the hopes that by morning it'll be hard to hide that someone had fun with Alicia tonight.

"I assume she had you stop at the point her legs met?" If the girl was as horny as Imogen was now, it would make sense that cunnilingus would be a desired activity. "And if we're teaching her it isn't all about sex does that mean we can't fuck her till she passes out?" The amount of gasps and keening from Imogen made it hard to tell if she was joking.

Alicia smirked, after gasping at the feel of Imogen sucking hard at the skin of her neck. "Oooh... you're really going to leave your mark on me, hmm?" she teased, her fingers starting to move faster within the other girl in response.

"Mm. And yeah, at that point, she was so turned on that it was all she could do to keep that authoritative note in her voice, so of course she wanted me to give her a release at that point." she explained. "Of course, we'll need to teach her control over her own pleasurable impulses, so I think that involves a certain amount of..." she teased, "Fucking her until she passes out." she finished.

"Wh-who knows, maybe Hot History Guy will be motivated by seeing you've been ha-having more fun." More than once trying to talk Imogen had to pause and her whole body responded to the fingers delicately working her sensitive areas.

"She's probably not used to being teased, she di-did go straight for being dominant," Imogen paused to use Alicia's shoulder to bite back a moan, she tried to be gentle. "It is a good lesson to know what happens if she's pushed past what she thinks she can handle. Faster."

Alicia was being delicate, yes, but she was also starting to move her fingers a little faster. As much as she liked teasing Imogen, she also liked seeing that moment when the girl gave herself over entirely to her pleasure.

"Mm..Yes, definitely. In order for her to truly be dominant, she needs to know the feelings she's seeking to cause..."

Imogen appreciated no longer being teased, she wasn't entirely sure how much she needed release until they started playing, and now she definitely needed it. Her hips moved urging Alicia on with fluid rhythmic motions.

"So did you," Imogen moaned, "you get her to a state sort of like me? In spite of her best efforts for dominance." Imogen was always better served being pleasured in more than one way, physical, emotional, analytical. Imagining Alicia eating a cute younger redhead had a wonderful aphrodisiac effect.

Alicia moved her hand in rhythm with Imogen's hips. Now that they had gotten to this stage, she had no problem doing exactly what the girl was urging her to.

"Mm. Well.. kind of. At that point, I really did want to just use my mouth on her...so can one really be 'dominant' if the other person just really wants to do something?"

Imogen started to try and answer, but only managed to moan, growl, and use some entirely work-friendly swearing like 'guacamole' and 'fiddlesticks' in a more or less incoherent but obviously very happy way. Her nails digging into Alicia's shoulders as she rode the girl's fingers.

Imogen finally calmed down a bit, riding the intruding digits in a slower more controlled manner, then she was able to construct functional sentences, "It's not easy to dominate someone when you are being dominated by your own... urges. We should teach her that too."

Imogen's lips moved over Alicia's neck and shoulder, especially the points where Imogen's nails were. "In the meantime, do you want me to fuck you silly with a strap-on?"

Alicia gasped at the feel of kisses where those nails had brought brief, though not unbearable, and definitely not unpleasant, jolts of pain.

"Mm. Speaking of dominating and urges. I thought you would never ask, my dearest." she said in a tone that managed to be both teasing and completely, unmistakably serious.

"Now... any preference for size, modes, colors, texture?" Imogen lazily moved herself off of Alicia's lap. Her lips finding the girl's chest while her hands busied with the front of those jeans that hardly seemed appropriate to wear right now.

Imogen didn't ask about position cause she already knew exactly how she wanted her friend.

Alicia had been too preoccupied with storytelling to take her jeans off, and then later by Imogen sitting right in her lap. But now... now she was about to feel the blessed freedom of total nudity. "Mmmh..." she gasped at the gentle lips on her breasts.

"I feel like taking something big, in the most outrageous color you can think of." she said, giggling a little.

Imogen hopped off the bed and went to her drawer of toys. Pulling out a, no joke, red and white striped strap-on. Like a naughty candy cane. It was a little above average in length, the girth was where it impressed. She slipped into the toy, and it made the front of her skirt tent humorously.

She grinned with a wicked sense of desire, to repay the enjoyment she just had. "So you said nobody walked in on you while you worked on the cute little redhead? What would you have done if someone had? Think she could have kept control in that situation?"

Alicia just had to giggle at the toy. "That... that is completely perfect. Oh my gosh." she gasped, catching her breath before she laughed herself to death.

"Mmmh. Depends on if it had been a guy or a girl that walked in..." she said.

Imogen casually knelt and pumped two fingers into Alicia, testing to see if artificial lubrication was required, although fairly sure she was fine. "Hmm... a boy, it would be interesting to see her try to dominate a boy who just walked in on a pair of sexy ladies going at each other."

Imogen positioned herself, pinning Alicia's legs between their bodies, musing to herself as she entered the girl with a slow, deliberate movement. "If she could get him to do what she wished, to herself. Or to you, if she wanted to be truly dominant, she'd see if she could get you to beg for it. Right?"

Alicia was absolutely fine. Her body welcomed Imogen's fingers, eagerly. "Oooh..." she gasped, before replying to the girl. "Mm. Well, she... might need more practice, first..."

"Alicia bit her lip to stifle an automatic moan as she felt the toy enter her body. "Mmh. Gonna give it to me hard...?" she asked, looking into Imogen's eyes.

"Do you want it hard? Cause you've kinda been fucked like it was a race once today." Imogen continued her deliberate, slow, and controlled thrusts, adjusting her hips so the dildo rubbed across different parts of Alicia's inner walls. Hitting different sections of nerves each time.

"If she could do it right, she'd command you to keep at what you were doing as if nothing happened. And the boy to get those jeans off you and fuck you." Imogen kept imagining different ways Alicia's little run-in in the lounge could have gone. She slowly kissed and bit Alicia's ankle between ideas. "Although I really like the idea of your redheaded friend not being able to keep her cool, and telling the boy to fuck her any way he liked, and she ends up laid out on a table being taken in the butt."