This one was thought about a special someone, I started it one way and midway aparently I changed course xD Not my intention but I think it's a good one. It's a bit longer than my usual piece but I hope you enjoy it and I hope I made my message and maybe my feelings pour out of it. Keep having a good day
She is a lady of strong will
One to envy and to have at ones side
One to cherrish and behold
She is a lady to cry for
She is one who as been tested
One who doesn't content herself with half assed atitude
One with you either go completely in or you better get out for good
She is one who will give you all
The path towards it is surely laid in landslides
Voids and pitfalls, you better learn this lesson now
For afterwards there's no going back
Only the promise of a reward beyond any you might imagine
I know this might seem like some say "Yeah, you say that because you're not in it"
Well, I once thought like that
That it wasn't worth it
Why would I go through weeds, thorns and all the uglyness
Well, I didn't plan it but went through it all
Without noticing, without a warning
At first you were affraid, jumpy
But the more I got to know you
The more you got to know me
And you also went through my thorns and uglyness
My walls and locks were gone in a few moments
And we got to meet halfway,
We got to see each other completely
At this moment I'm out of words
About how you move me
How you, with just a simple smile can make me soar
How you turn me into a superman
Nolie is hatless. His hat, stolen by a girl in a violet skirt. He knew this would happen, tried to hold on to it as he kissed her goodbye, but this girl is not to be taken lightly. She pulled the old "tickle routine" and fool that he is, Nolie fell head over heels for it…again!
When will he learn?
He thinks of her fondly, her cute Italian/French accent, the way she called him, "Chéri". He walks through the dirty old town, hand brushing along the red brick factory wall, remembering how it felt to kiss her there, to taste her, to hold her. When will he hold her again?
An old man sits quietly by the waterless fountain, his eyes closed, a smile lingering on his dirty face. In his hand is a flower, a lavender orchid. Her flower.
Nana laughs as Nolie disappears and hopes he will never learn. She loves their routine, pretending not to know that he is also pretending. His funny little outbursts of mock outrage, the silly games they play.
Her hand brushes the wall, fingers tracing the shape of the bricks on the crumbling mortar, caressing the exact spot where he held her, where they kissed. Traces of their passion still linger in the air. When will he hold her again? She composes herself and walks toward the old waterless fountain.
The old man is still there, he is watching her as he strums an old guitar, his fingers flowing dextrously over the strings. His deep blue eyes beckon her closer and as she nears, his frail voice begins to sing.
Nana is spellbound as she experiences his life through the song. His love and his loss, his confusion as everything he holds dear is torn away.
Nana blinks as the old man gently wipes a warm tear from her cheek. She is back in the present, the song is over. She reaches up to gently caress the old man's beard and place a small kiss on his wrinkled cheek. The bells are ringing and she must go. Before she leaves she takes the flower from her hair and gives it to the old man. It is a lavender orchid.
(Hours earlier…)
As they enter the town, Nolie spies a single lavender orchid growing in a patch of grass. He picks it and gives it Nana with a little flourish. She giggles as she takes the flower. Her hand takes his, their finders entwine. They are determined to savour the short time they have together.
The town is deserted but for an old man with a long grey beard and a guitar on his back. He watches with interest as Nolie and Nana stroll together along the old brick wall, a leftover from the old gas-works factory from long ago, Nana twirling the flower between her fingers.
Nana sees a picture in her mind of a young pretty girl on her tiptoes kissing her boy by the factory wall. The picture is so striking that she takes Nolie's face in her hands and kisses him.
Everything is quiet. Nolie sees nothing, feels nothing for that brief moment of time which seems to stretch into eternity; nothing except her lips, her warmth, her body pressed against his. His mind opens up to the universe, time is irrelevant, meaningless.
Her tongue languidly dips into his mouth finding his and he is brought back to reality. Nana is kissing him. His hands find her waist as he presses her back up against the wall, hiking up her little skirt with the white silk ruffles, feeling her curves. Her breath halts momentarily, but her hands follow suit with equal abandon.
Their hands explore each other as if they are dying of thirst and the other is the water. Their kisses become more urgent, echoing a tale of need and want. Their bodies, pressed close, moving against each other.
As Nana's lips move over Nolie's neck, she spies the old man watching them. She winks at him as she nibbles Nolie's earlobe. A look of embarrassment spreads over his face as he catches her eye, but he does not look away.
Their passion mounts. His hand moving her cotton panties to the side, feeling her wetness. Her hand pushing his trousers down, freeing the bulge that is there. Guiding him into her, feeling every bit of him as he enters her.
His smell, her taste, his touch, that moment he first enters her, his thrusts, her nails against his skin, his voice whispering in her ear, her little moans broken up by sharp intakes of breath, her leg wrapped around his waist, his hand clenched over her ass cheek steadying her, his lips tracing her neck, their frantic need.
They are lost in each other.
As the climax arrives, her legs quivering against him, Nana gasps a single work into Nolie's ear.
I remember when in your shoulders you carried me I remember when holding hands you guided me I remember when in your hug you comforted me I remember when holding arms you delivered me
And all the kisses you gave me And all the tears you've cleaned me And all the words you told me And even those that remained untold
I'll never forget all the smells of the morning I'll never forget the stories told at the table I'll never forget the knock when you arrived I'll never forget your laughter on our tours
And also all the teachings you gave me And also all the experiences you provided me And also all the jokes you told me And also all the reprimands I deserved
I memorized every wrinkle of your expression I memorized the way your hand tightened on mine I memorized the cheerful tone of your voice I memorized the hazelnut colour of your deep eyes
And of course, these past few days... All the hours spent by your side, Everything that you were and that was disappearing All the times I walked through those corridors, The high hopes I had that vanished upon seeing you
The wrinkles were there, but not the expressions Your hand tightened mine, but the touch wasn't the same I heard your voice, but the cheerful tone wasn't there The hazelnut colour remained, but they were deeply closed And my tears fell down, but you couldn't cleaned them out!
Here's a piece I came up with yesterday evening, wasn't doing anything too interesting and felt like writing something so this is the result. I written this one in my native language because I didn't want to think in english (yeah, I was in my bed, lazy as hell so) but I'll post the english version down too. And I later noticed that it also kind of makes a summary of some of my other works here xD. Hope you all like it.
Acordei de um sonho de Primavera
As grandes árvores de cerejeira, carvalho e amendoeira
Mostram as suas vivas cores e o seu belo dançar que tem o vento como companheiro
Criando um espectáculo único, reconfortante
Semelhante ao melhor fogo de artifício imaginável
Ainda ocupado com o conhecimento das coisas e seres
Deleito-me com uma caneca de chocolate quente
Que me preenche o espírito e aquece o coração
E espero por bons momentos
Por boa companhia
Uma bela tarde passada debaixo de um par de cobertores
Sabe tão bem quando passado em boa companhia
A ver um bom filme ou apenas num simples abraço
Um sonho de Primavera
Que parece ser periódico
I woke up from a spring dream
The large cherry, oak and almond trees
Show their lively colors and their beautiful dance that has the wind as a companion
Creating a unique, comforting show
Similar to the best firework imaginable
Still busy with the knowledge of things and beings
I delight myself with a mug of hot chocolate
That fills my spirit and warms my heart.
And I hope for good times.
For good company
A beautiful afternoon spent under a pair of blankets
It feels so good when you spend it in good company
Watching a good movie or just wrapped in a simple hug
A spring dream
That seems to be periodic
Nolie stands on the deserted beach and sees words drawn on the sand ahead. As he walks towards them the ocean tide slowly washes over, reforming their shapes into unintelligible lines.
A seagull swoops down scooping up a small crab in its beak. A salty breeze is blowing, the beach is deserted. Beer bottles and cigarette stubs litter the sand. Remains of a fire pit with its ash haphazardly covered with sand is surrounded by footprints of the reveller’s that had danced around it in abandon.
The sun is setting, painting the sky with majestic hues of yellow and purple. Nolie stands with his hands in his pockets, feeling the salty breeze on his face. The moon is rising, full and bright. After a moment of contemplation, he takes out his earpods, puts them in his ears, and plays his music.
The music flows through his bones, moving him like a marionette. He closes his eyes and relinquishes control. As he dances, he feels the beach come alive. In his minds eye he can see people dancing by the fire, their hips gyrating, their hair wild. A girl kissing her boy, their hips joined in unison; another passing a joint to her friend. Clothes falling to the ground, the fire casting flickering shadows all around. Lovers running hand in hand to the water feeling the breeze against their skin. Cigarettes pepper the canvas, their glowing tips drawing intricate and random shapes.
A girl dances with her friends, her violet skirt betraying her upper thighs in the moonlight. Nolie watches, intent on the way she moves her hips. Her body in tune to the music, the intimate way she places her hand on his neck, the way he grasps her hip, never forcing movement from her, but following her through every movement.
Nolie's heart beats faster, in sync with their movements. Her eyes are closed, she is one with the song, with the dance and with him. He sees pure bliss in her face, a small smile forming on her lips. Nolie watches mesmerised.
The beach is now almost empty, the few stragglers left behind sway together as in a trance, having lost track of time, of place, of being. The girl remains, tangled together with her friends. One by one they leave until she is alone.
She walks along the beach watching the sun as it slowly peaks from the horizon. She hears a sound from far away that brings back hidden memories. A faint whistling, a nameless tune. She sits on the sand, a pensive smile on her face. Absently she begins to scrawl words in the sand. Notes...addressed to Nolie.
The song ends and so does the scene.
Once more the beach is silent, deserted. Night has fallen in earnest, the moonlight casting eerie shadows in the sand. Nolie looks around at where he had seen the words scrawled in the sand. Nothing is there. He sighs, but then smiles and walks quietly away.
Lately I've been wondering
Why do I feel you here with me
How can I smell your sweet perfume
And how I find myself sometimes talking alone
Like you were there
It has been a long time
Since we were together
Since I felt your warm embrace
This distance is killing me
I don't know what to do
Don't have the will to do
But what keeps me going
Is actually my daydreaming about you
The conversations I have with an illusion of you
I just hope you come back
The same way you went away
Carrying that amazing smile of yours
So to backtrack a bit: I wrote this for a girl in the game. We started a roleplay scenario but were abruptly interrupted midway through. About a week passed and neither of us found ourselves online together for any length of time (busy week). I decided to complete the scenario instead in story form and send it to her. However, while browsing the Creative forum I came upon the "The Challenge" thread where the latest rules required an entry in limerick form. It inspired me to re-write "The Porch Swing" into limerick form. This is the result.
We rock on the wooden porch swing
our bodies touch, skin against skin
A breeze gently blows
and eyes slowly close
a dream is about to begin
My eyes open slowly to you
the ocean is deep crystal blue
We walk on the sand
us two, hand in hand
our fingers entwined as we do
The sand is a shimmering sight
the fish in the water so bright
I give you a flower
its petals a shower
of delicate purple on white
The flower you place in your hair
but not before kissing me where
my breath starts and ends
as time stops and bends
I'm lost in your intimate stare
The magic, abruptly it shatters
from behind a voice loudly chastises
come back, don't delay
you're too far away
your freedom is nearly in tatters
Our passion is quenched like a dam
this dystopian world is a sham
with complete supervision
our lives are a prison
in their shiny utopian glam
You pull me up close with a pout
stroking my finger in doubt
as your hand wraps around
a wordless thought sounds
between us as loud as a shout
Sometimes the only endeavour
that people take note of together
is silent in words
a protest in verbs
a blaring and visible venture
Your earlobe my mouth gently tugs
as we turn and walk back to the huts
darkness is falling
outside people sitting
in silent small groups decorous
The sides of the hut made of thatch
with gaps letting those outside watch
no walls to protect
no privacy kept
the rebels they easily catch
The floor in the hut, strangely supple
like cushions absorbing a stumble
as if you would fall
it would hurt not at all
but catch you, and ever so gentle
You're wearing a sultry sarong
a flimsy cloth bra and a thong
the flower in your hair
I can't help but stare
it's perfect, but ever so wrong
I pull you towards me and kiss
your lips as time flickers and skips
the moment stands still
between us, a thrill
of what is about to progress
You push me back up to the wall
the sarong you let sensually fall
you step from your thong
hips sway to a song
that reverberates deep in your soul
Your hands find their way to my thighs
my stomach it flutters and sighs
I feel your tongue lick
my navel and dick
my shorts bulge in front from the size
Your tongue zigzags up to my chest
your fingernails follow in zest
my nipples erect
you suck them intent
on giving the viewers your best
You wrap your arms close around my neck
I lift you to rest on my cock
my shorts are pushed down
your legs wrap around
Our love meets: a wet sounding smack
My hands lift your ass just a bit
my cock slides in quick, just the tip
we kiss and caress
you grind and I press
you closer and deeper with it
In between breaths, little moans
we're heavily breathing in tones
of ravishing bliss
that no one could miss
if all they could see were our toes
Time fuzzes again all around
this moment we're both on the ground
you lay underneath
my cock in you sheathed
You're holding me steady and sound
Your skin slick and wet with our sweat
our bodies entwined in duet
beads of our sin
drip slow down the skin
our fire and passion intent
We hear soft the sound of a gasp
our minders are staring aghast
but they're not alone
for crowding our home
are hundreds of faces en masse
Our eyes meet, your soul looks at me
I softly brush hair from your cheek
our venture has won
the protest a song
that always will play and be free
It's then that we shudder together
I pulse in you making you quiver
our loving drips down
and pools on the ground
with tremors that go on forever
Slowly the shudders subside
the flower floats down to your side
relaxed and renewed
our audience subdued
we bask in each other's sublime
We lay there, it feels like we're floating
you notice that people are nearing
the time flickers strange
it fuzzes and fades
around us a mist starts enclosing
Raindrops fall soft on my face
a delicate drizzle from space
I open my eyes
and yawn in surprise
the memory flows back in a daze
I tell you I dreamed in the night
You snuggle up close with a sigh
the strangest of dreams
as real as it seems
yes, you reply, so did I
In this poll we will be voting on the Mini-game/NPC sex scene you want to see added to the game next. Based on the number of entries in the poll this will run in a playoff style between the Lagoon Division & the Red Heat Division. The winners of those divisions will meet in the championship. The first round will run for 2 weeks and you'll have a chance to pick 1 from each division. The final round will run for 2 weeks as well. Keep in mind, we are voting to show our preference as a group to the Devs. However the Devs will ultimately have the final say on what, when and how it will be implemented, if at all. Nevertheless, Let's give it our best shot and have fun!
Please pick 1 from the detailed idea list below contributed by our very own MNFers.
Idea 9 Scene name:Don´t you know who I am? Recommended location:Bar Character(s) : Sanders sisters Brief description – Threesome scene for male and female premium players with the sisters. It starts from the dialogue option about how they don’t fuck strangers Don´t you know who I am? Im premium Oh shit you a premium player? Please fuck our holes Reward description 300$ because you are the best around when it come to fucking.
Idea 10 Scene:Come back here and fuck my wife Recommended location: Secret cave Character(s) Gnome couple Brief description – Premium Scene for male and female players. Males fuck the wife, Females also fuck the wife or it could be a threesome up for devs to decide Reward Flowers free of charge.
Idea 11 Scene: Alan, Snack Bar. Recommended location Oasis Character(s) Guy at the baths entrance,street vendor guy at alley Brief description – Scene for male and female players. Guy at baths is hungry so you pay a visit to the shady vendor guy and get some snack for him Reward descriptionGet fucked by baths guy Idea 12 Name:Fishy Waters Mini-Game Location:Waterfall Bridge Character Description: Female NPC Fisherwoman Brief Description:Mini-game where the goal is to catch the biggest fish you can --Scene 1: Fisherwoman challenges you to find the biggest catch from the river/lake --Scene 2: Use your mouse to control your hook in the water as fish swim by. The longer you last, the bigger fish start to come out. Game ends as soon as you catch one. --Scene 3:Fisherwoman rates your fish and gives you your reward Reward: Cash reward based on how big a fish you caught. Smallest fish-type = $0. Biggest fish-type= $100 Stretch Goal (Would be cool, but not necessary): Can also rarely find lingerie floating in the water which can reward males with a sex scene with the NPC, and females with a new lingerie outfit exclusive to this minigame (it will let them choose the colors they want after the reward screen). Idea 13 Name:Gift Shop Location:MNF Metropolis Character Description:Male, well-dressed shop owner Description: Similar to money transfer in MNF Bank but lets you gift someone an outfit instead. With this would come allowing males to buy female outfits and vice/versa. Stretch Goals:Shop could have a new body ribbon outfit (nothing but a ribbon covering their privates, both male and female) that you can only purchase as a gift for someone else and cannot be re-gifted. As well as a secret sex scene for females with the shop owner NPC unlocked by talking to the shop owner while wearing the ribbon outfit. Some text option like "I've actually got a gift for you..." "Oh? And what might that be?" "Me."
Idea 14 Name: Sperm Bank Location: MNF Bank Character(s): Male and Female avatars (For premium and non premium) Description: A Sex scene where males can donate their sperm and Females can help collect sperm once a day and obtain a sum of money once a day.It kind of takes place of a log in reward. If possible, please allow for players to choose either an NPC partner (a small selection of 3 different NPC girls) or wait for live sex with an avatar partner. This would encourage social interactions and add variety to the daily grind of donating sperm. Reward: A sex scene after the first visit and some money with every visit
Idea 15 Name:Brawl Location: MNF Alley Characters: Avatars Description: Players take turns and select 1 of 3 places to attack Head'Chest'Legs Sort of like Rock'Paper'Scissors (1 attack beats the other and the same attack Is a draw) Reward: Winner gains the money that was bet
Idea 16 Name:Strip/Money Blackjack Where: Casino Modes: 1. Player vs Player (Money) 2. Player vs Player (Strip, loser gets sexed :3) 3. Player vs AI (Money) 4. Player vs AI (Strip, loser gets sexed :3) Also, we could just combine sexing and cash, but some people may just want to play for one or the other.
Idea 17 Name : Cowboy Stripper location:wild west cabaret character: male avatars description: This is the male version of the stripper pole. male avatars dressed in stripper outfits dance on designated spots on the stage. viewers simply click on the male stripper to get an up close and personal interaction with the stripper the same as the female strippers get in the red heat. The male stripper will have a selection of dance moves, the viewers can tip and they can chat with each other. some recommended dance moves are hip thrusts that makes his dick swing up and down, hip circles that make his dick swing in circles like a rodeo rope, hip sways that make his dick swing side to side, a basic dance that shows off his abs with his arms behind his head, hip thrusts into the floor simulating sex moves, and a rear view ass shake to show of his muscular butt & back Reward: is the tips provided by viewers. It give men the same opportunity that females have on the stripper pole and balances out the income earning potential for males & females.
Idea 18 Name:Strip/Money Poker Where: Casino Modes: 1. Player vs Player (Money) 2. Player vs Player (Strip, loser gets sexed :3) 3. Player vs AI (Money) 4. Player vs AI (Strip, loser gets sexed :3) Also, we could just combine sexing and cash, but some people may just want to play for one or the other.
I want to apologize in advance for not splitting the polls equally, 9 options on each poll. Initially I had 17 on my list (8 & 9 in each poll). After i posted the first poll, then i remembered there was a request for strip poker. So I added that to this poll. Nevertheless your vote still counts. So please vote.
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