On this joyful day, I want to wish all and everyone of you, a Merry Christmas, filled with happiness and beautiful moments together with your family and dear ones! And everything you wished for and wanted, may come true!

Merry Christmas!

                                                                                                                                                                   My Dreams Cum True   

Editing for a better reading experience. Please stay tuned. 

Love the works from all the artistic people here. I do mostly editing work on photo and video.  Óff course this can be done on screenshots too. I don't have 20 posts yet so a moderator might either delete this or move it to a separate threat I can build upon afterwards.

Here is some comic style work on screenshots taken in-game. Edited in Pixelmator Pro.

Your game is great fun and the people are awesome. Even made some nice avatar pics from inside the game for people. Cheers!

It's here, that time of the year has come
Time to hear the little ones singing, see them running around
Time to get together, to get in touch with those lost in time
Time to feel the warmth

Kids going crazy, couples kissing
A long table filled with food to feast the eyes
And the air fills with hopes and dreams

A day to remind us of all the things we're grateful for
And all the things left to do or to be changed
A time for better prepare the new year
A time to reshape and rebuild ones mind

We finally meet after all this years
We finally see each other once again
After all this time, after all the storms, after all the pain
We get to hold each other tight in a lovers embrace

I can't hold back anymore, I cry like a baby for that smile
You kiss me like the moment was getting lost
I could finally tell you all the things I had kept safe inside
And you could finally hear and see my inner mind

I remembered how we had said our goodbye
You certainly didn't give up on us
You've given me the time to ponder
And I'm grateful for it
For I found my better half in you

Being thinking about life, its rivers and lakes
What it means for something to end, for a river to be no more
How does it start, so far up in the mountains
And how it grows with each fall, how a river gets to be called a sea

How obstacles in its path may take a turn, like a river may twist
One way makes you stand still while everyone is moving, like a stagnated mass of water that slowly decays
The other makes you twist, speed up, slow down and sometimes leave you speechless, like a river leading to a waterfall
This will define you as a person, as it defines and classifies a river

But even in the worst cases where you stand still, where a river stalls
It goes over a transformation, a journey through the inner realm of the earth
Reaching its depths to be joined with the heated and liquified dirt, being released in a new form
Becoming new terrain for other rivers and such to flourish

I heard my own soft breathing before I opened my eyes. Still alive. In the dark I could make out the snoring form of my fleeting lover, breathing slowly, blissfully, a result of our frantic encounter the night prior. The brilliance of the sun had begun to invade the room through the swaying purple silk blinds, further illuminating the room, if only minimally. It was hard not to think about last night as I perused the state of this warm setting in my search for my panties.

The door was mercifully closed, and I thanked whatever lustful gods watched over us last night that we didn’t forego shutting the door in our race to become intimate after our meet and greet at the Red Heat club. A hotel keycard lay haphazardly on the cold wooden floor, dropped by my lover to make room for cupping my breast as his tongue invaded my mouth in a display of animal magnetism. 

There was a laptop half-shut and dangerously close to the edge of the kitchenette counter, and I recall fumbling about the area before being lifted onto the island and fondled, hands desperate to support my trembling shape in the dark. 

A trail of clothes led to the queen-sized bed and under my bare feet; dress shirt, blouse, jeans, and jewelry, but nary a sign of my presumably now-dry pink panties. 

I turned my head to the foot of the bed, a depressed spot in the blanket flooding me with a drowsy little memory of sloppily pleasuring my suitor as he groaned and sucked wind. In retrospect, I was lucky to not upchucked my nightly drinks all over him. I wasn’t a subject matter expert in the art of fellatio, and my gag reflex left much to be desired. 

In the folds of the sheets I spotted my object of interest, taking them in my careful hand. I recalled the frame of the bed and the feeling of my panties being slid down my thighs before kicking them off and returning to all fours. My scalp was sore from the pull of my hair, and my ass was raw from the force of the spankings. 

I decided against putting them back on, and by the time I had buttoned my red blouse and stuffed the article of clothing in my back pocket, I was more than adamant about my decision, feeling gross enough already. My heels slipped on easily enough, and I was halfway through the room, purse in hand, when- 

“Morning, beautiful.” Oh, crap. 

I put on my best smile and turned around, “Hey!.. H- Good morning. Didja sleep okay?” 

He yawned, arms stretching outwards in a less than seductive display of himself. John. James. Something with a J. Doesn’t matter. He was hot, he was single for the night, and I was insecure enough to bed a stranger, risks be damned, though the wedding band was enough to drop my stomach post-coitus. As he drew his yawn to a close, he began nodding, replying, “Yeah, yeah, slept like baby actually. These beds are-“ he noticed that I was fully clothed and uncomfortable. 

“Oh. Are you leaving?” He corrected course quick, a look of confusion on his face, maybe even an ounce of emotional pain. 

I winced, eyes squinted, caught. I loathed awkwardness like this. Never was a fan of leaving in the morning but I couldn’t for the life of me not fall asleep after a good lay. I had to say something, “I- I just thought I’d get us some.. breakfast.” Smooth as butter. 

J smiled, a little one, crisis averted. He leapt to the other side of the bed, dick swinging, and pulled his pants toward him. Producing a wallet, he directed a bill toward me, motioning to it. I took it. Damn it. A Benjamin. High roller. 

“Ham and cheese, if you please,” he said coyly before chuckling. I giggled internally, a reaction whenever someone I’m attracted to makes a funny, whether it is or not, “Keep the change, by the way. I.. I had fun last night, Cassidy.” 

It’s hard to feel offended when you’re holding what amounted to free money in the palm of your hand. I could fix this man a sandwich and keep a cool hundred, just like that, if I wanted to. All I did was have sex, my second favorite hobby, and this stranger felt compelled to pay me for my time. Now I knew how escorts felt, and it was empowering. A little degrading, but empowering. 

He was still staring expectantly. Fun, he said he had fun, “Me, too... We should-“ I caught myself before I created another unwanted opportunity for myself, “I’ll be back in a little.” 

He nodded, searching for the remote, and I shut the door.

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So, big fan of MnF club. A friend of mine there referred me to this forum to, I guess, browse and post stories when the mood strikes (as it often does). Here's my first actual post (yay), and I'd love to hear any criticism, good or bad. I'm always looking to improve. Thanks!

Evening of a stormy cold night
Ending of a romantic, candle lit dinner
Beginning of a soon to be warm and steamy end of day
Where you took me by the hand to our room

In there, you said our christmas had arrived sooner
And that you had a surprise for me
Undressing your clothes, keeping just your lingerie

You started gently rubbing and gropping your body
Slowly making your way to me
Teasing with your hand gently slipping in your panties
And playing with your clit

I was getting so worked up, so aroused
I couldn't hold back my "friend" from forming a bulge
Which you noticed and proceeded to sit on my lap
Letting your buttcheeks embrace it

You softly whispered and kissed me tenderly
Leaving me speechless and wanting more
To which you slowly pulled down each bra strap
Holding the cups, barely revealing your nipples

With that a grinding motion started on my crotch
While a dance of squeezes and twists occured before my eyes
Leading my hands to hold the dancer by the waist
And caresselessy gripping her ass

In between this dance, rained a few wet, dripping kisses
Revealing the intent, the passion, the need with each touch of lips
When suddenly a wave surges through, making the dancer drop her bra
And creating a storm on me, leaving my "friend" to make a stand

You noticed the storm happening around me
So you decided to clear the skies by removing my pants
And lowering my boxers, revealing my standing ovation
Which you gracefully hold between your two naked and smooth pillows

(Part 1)

Nolie and Nana on the beach
Fingers brushing
Hands clasping
She steps out in front
Hand on his chest
Eyes flirting
Eyebrow teasing
He leans towards her lips
She moves away
He stumbles into her
Playing games
Over and over
Always moving her lips away
Hand on his chest
Holding him at a distance
She laughs
He growls
This time prepared
Catching her
Pulling her into him
She gives him her lips
He walks forward
She moves backwards
Lips locked
They reach the water
His hand under her sarong
Fingers dipping into soft wetness
Her hand reciprocating
Deeper they go
Into the ocean

Emmie was planning to post something... but I have decided to assist a bit...

At the beginning of the year, I started a server away from the game where in-clubs could meet to resolve issues away from the game.   I have decided to open it up to visitors...  

the following link will get you there

https://discord.gg/K5HubVB