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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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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."

Alicia just had to giggle at that, which caused her abdomen to tense up a little and her inner muscles to clench around the toy that was rubbing deep inside her. "Mmhh! Oooh..."

She smiled at Imogen, then. "What kinda person does it make me that I think that would be a combination of hot and hilarious, to see her butt being taken like that...?"

"And. Besides. You can take me as hard as you want, because it's not like you're all 'one and done' like guys are."

"It depends, see in my version she's unsure about it until he starts, and then she really enjoys it. But also he happens to have a really nice lube with him." Imogen's detail oriented that way, sadly reality is rarely as accommodating as her flights of fantasy. She leaned back to give the other girl's legs a little room to move, but not enough she could try to escape. Not that Imogen thought that was the case. "And what sort of person am I for thinking it up?"

Imogen thrust a little harder, accenting the thrust by reaching over and giving one of Alicia's nipples a pinch. Resting back meant Imogen didn't need to hold any of her weight on her hands, so her other nails were dragging up and down some exposed thigh.

"Well, you should try the cute boy with the buzzcut, the one that practices martial arts shirtless during lunch every day? Very disciplined, he can go for a loooong time. And he's good enough with his hands, while you wait for him to go again. I forgot my own name last time he fucked me." Imogen shifted her hips to accent various words as she spoke, mostly to rub the toy into Alicia's G-spot.

She grinned, her entire body starting to react to both Imogen's thrusting and touching and pinching...but also to her voice, and what she was saying. She was very..descriptive, and Alicia was finding that this was what she needed at that moment in time.

"Mmmh. Well, I mean..." she said, catching her breath a little as the pleasure started to course through her body. "We can... do our best to make your version close to what happens...."

And then, Alicia let out an involuntary little squeal as Imogen rubbed the exact right spot with that toy.

"You really like the idea of that cute little thing being taken in the ass?" Imogen's mind went in all sorts of places, so it was nice when she shares a fantasy its appreciated. Although Imogen wasn't sure what was exactly needed to make it happen, "We would need a boy to be the right one for the job. The ones that did me like that... Could have done better."

Imogen thrust into Alicia hard, then a wistful look crossed her face, "Well, the twins would have been a choice, but they're in college in Colorado." Of course, there had to be a story there, but Imogen was too busy using those memories to fuel her need to make Alicia scream in all the fun ways she could manage. Imogen took Alicia's hand into hers, and brought the girl's wrist to her lips and sucked gently for a few moments as sshe hammered away at the girl.

"Say, what is the most people you've had sex with at once?" Imogen asked when she let the girl's wrist go.

Alicia blushed deeply and.. couldn't hold back a loud moan this time. Not that there was any real need to hold back anyway, as nobody would care that they were doing each other, but..

...well, for Alicia, it was a matter of pride, and moans were embarrassing.

She grinned, then. "You know you're the only person who can make me moan quite like this.." she assured her friend. She tried to move her hips along with Imogen's thrusting, so that she could try and use a bit of leverage to rub the toy against Imogen in return.

"Mmh. At once? Uhh. Depends on what you mean by... 'at once'." she said, with a smirk.

Imogen never understood being embarrassed by moaning, unless there was a reason not to have sex in that particular time and place. Which was rare for her. But at the same time she enjoyed watching Alicia squirm and try to restrain herself, and eventually fail.

"Flattery will just make sure I get you to moan louder," Imogen leaned in and kissed the edge of Alicia's jaw as she thrust with a small circle of her hips. "And I mean, in one session, where you didn't take any breaks, get dressed, or stop."

"So for me," Imogen kissed the other girl's cheek, "It's three boys," then a kiss on the neck, "and four girls," a kiss on the upper part of the breast, "and a large amount of bourbon infused whipped cream." She thrust into Alicia's G-spot again, while biting her left nipple. It was a shame Alicia wasn't in town that weekend, she would have enjoyed that party.

Alicia had been off a couple towns over playing a show. Which meant that she had a party of her own, but even then, hearing stories about the one she missed really made her sorry that she had.

Of course, it was always fun playing a show where she ended up topless at the end of it, but, well, there were some experiences that were tradeoffs.

She moaned again as she felt Imogen's teeth on her nipple. "Ohh! Mmm..." she caught her breath, and continued, "Well, once, after a show, I.. I thought I'd challenge myself a little and see if I could get all the guys in the audience, one after the other. So.... thirteen or so?" she said, trying to do a count in her head while being filled and pleasured.

"God, that was way more exhausting than I thought it would be."

"Oh, thirteen? Never done that before," Imogen also didn't really do things with strangers. Not unless she was really out of sorts. She was, in some ways, a romantic. Just one who was romantic with three guys, four girls, and very drunk licking whipped cream off of them. "Was it just them fucking you, or did you do other stuff with them? I mostly ask cause I wanna see how long before you can't string sentences together."

Imogen's last comment might have something to do with her hand on Alicia's waistline, and her thumb teasing the girl's clit as Imogen continued her toy's contact on Alicia's g-spot. Although Imogen was curious as to how thirteen guys in one night would go, after a concert which had to be its own type of buzz... she could get answers after the other girl had forgotten what day it was for a few moments.

Well, that thumb on her clit was definitely making her start to squirm. She couldn't help herself. Her body just started moving of its own accord, wriggling on the bed. "Oh- ohhh..." she squealed as her movements caused that toy to rub inside of her even more, and her heart started racing as she realized there wasn't a lot she could do to stop herself.

She could still string... one or two sentences together, though.

"Th- they were just.. fucking me..." she said. "Um. I... I fucked back, at first.. but.. after the fourth or fifth... and the show... all I could do was just lay there..."

"That... doesn't seem like as much fun, but I'm not a guy." Imogen slowed her thrusts down to intolerable deliberate movements. Watching, smirking, "I like to see my partner squirm, and wiggle, and what their body wants."

And just as suddenly as Imogen slowed, she resumed pounding Alicia like she was meant for such things. Imogen wouldn't have enjoyed being party six, who just got a girl too far gone to care. Not without the right toys to make sure Alicia was responsive to everything. "So what'd you do when they were all done with you, how sore was everything?"

Almost as if on command, she did start squirming as Imogen started pounding her with that toy. She even looked down so she could watch it going into her...

"Mmmh. Seemed fun for the guys.." she gasped. "For me, it was just.. exhausting. I mean.. oooh." she gasped, as the next thrust hit her hard. "Interesting. But once I got too tired, I was there to be used by them." she said, blushing deeply at that particular memory.

"And ooooh, was I ever sore...."

"Well, clearly you needed someone there to take care of you after." Imogen would never submit to doing anything like that without some plan ahead of time to take care of her. But she was kinda a wimp when it came to pain, and as much as she was random she was rarely out of control. It was an issue.

"Next time you do something that... ill planned, let me know. I'll find some girls who will pamper you after." Imogen was still pounding Alicia rigorously, but her hand moved gently to cup the girl's face. The lightest and gentlest of touches.

She just gasped, over and over. "Mmmgh.. would you wanna... watch?" she asked, speaking between deep breaths and moans as she tightened herself around that toy.

"Mmmh. I'm close..give it to me harder...just a little harder.."

"I've always wanted to direct," Imogen paused, the head of her toy just inside as she savored the tableau of Alicia on her back asking for it. Before pressing her thumb into the girl's clit and pounding with hard, defined strokes with her toy.

"I would get to tell you and your boys what to do, maybe even... film it? I have great ideas!" Maybe she should ask again when Alicia's head isn't full of sexual euphoria. That was a little unfair.

Well, Alicia couldn't respond anyway, as the sudden rush of sensation coming from her clit and from where the toy was rubbing, hard, against the inside of her body.

"Oh- Ohhhhh...." her moan was long and low as her climax started to take her, her entire body shuddering as she frantically reached for something to hold on to, something to grip as she tensed up with pleasure.

The filming part really did sound wonderful.

Imogen let Alicia ride through her orgasm, keeping her digit the girl's clit. Then when she's sure that her friend is through her fun climax, she cupped the girl's face with both hands and kissed her.

She leaned down to get close to Alicia's ear, whispering sweetly, "The first suggestion I'd make if you had a lot of guys, is watching you take three at once." That's the film she'd like to make, but Imogen had an enjoyment in vicarious living. It wasn't better or worse than doing it herself, but it was a different experience, which she liked.

After her climax ran its course, she just kind of... flopped down onto the bed, her arms and legs splayed outward. It wasn't a very dignified position, but she was too shaky and filled with post-climax glow that she didn't particularly care.

She did return the kiss, though, appreciatively.

"MMmh.. I've never done that before..." she admitted. "Mm. You really wanna direct something? Film something? I'd be your star, you know.." she smiled a bit. "Film me all you want..."