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| The Cosmic Gerbil | March 13, 2009, 5:14 pm Post #1171 |
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Lol, he is too horny! I reckon that the ghost of Kitty's old man ought to appear with a shotgun
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| Lucifer's Angel | March 14, 2009, 10:13 am Post #1172 |
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Chapter 322 Phil led Catriona back inside the hotel and upstairs, ignoring the looks people gave them. Phil was a tall, muscular man in his thirties with his arms covered in tattoos and shoulder-length dark hair, wearing a Slayer shirt and shorts. Catriona was a young woman in a pink and white bikini, both of the eager to get back to his room. "Let them old people talk, I'm the one who's going to be fucking that pussy", he laughed, letting them into the room. Catriona said a silent prayer that her uncles and her family were at Sea World, as Phil walked over to her. The lust in his eyes was hot enough to burn, his features taut as he breathed heavily. He grabbed her arm and kissed her roughly, his tongue plunging in between her lips. Catriona moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, returning the kiss and her tongue toying with his. Phil groaned in approval and kissed her hungrily, reaching behind her to yank off the top of the bikini. He broke the kiss and cupped her breasts, feeling the nipples harden. "You got pretty titties, ma chatte. I like 'em, they're big but natural, I hate fake titties", he said approvingly, his Louisiana drawl making her weak in the knees. Phil chuckled when he felt her tremble, planting his mouth on a breast and suckling on it. Catriona moaned at the feeling, her hands clutching onto his hair as he kissed and suckled at her breasts, his lips, teeth and tongue caressing her nipple. "You taste good, ma chatte. I like sucking on your pretty titties, I bet your pussy's all wet", he groaned, gently biting her nipple and licking the tiny wound with his tongue. Catriona moaned at his words, her knees ready to buckle. His mouth suckled on her breasts hungrily, her fingers running through his hair as every touch made a jolt of desire go through her. Phil gave each breast one final kiss and raised his head, a gleam in his eyes. She was still as he untied the bikini bottoms and tossed them aside, his hungry gaze on the auburn curls between her thighs. He parted her legs slightly and toyed with the damp auburn curls, inserting a finger inside her as she moaned. "You're horny as hell, ma chatte. I can't wait to taste that sweet red-haired pussy", he chuckled throatily. Phil scooped her up in his arms and took her to bed, putting her down as he quickly got undressed, tossing his clothes aside. Catriona gave him a sultry smile, her hazel eyes warm with desire as she looked boldly at him. "You're an honest girl, ma chatte. I don't like it when girls act all coy. Spread those legs of yours so I can see your redheaded pussy",he drawled. Catriona lay back on the bed and opened her legs, his burning gaze hot on her flesh. Phil took a deep breath to steady himself and moved between her legs, kissing her lips before planting more kisses down her belly. "Fuck, I can't wait to eat your pussy, ma chatte. It's been a long while since I had red-haired pussy", he growled. Catriona trembled in anticipation when he kissed her belly, his fingers gently parting her slick folds. He moved a finger inside her as he kissed the auburn curls, his tongue licking at her. "You taste good, ma chatte", he groaned. Phil parted her legs wider and buried his face between her thighs, starting to eat her. Catriona moaned in surprise and squirmed on the bed as his lips and tongue explored her intimately, his fingers gently parting the aroused pink flesh. "Fuck, you taste good, I love this pussy", he growled, running his tongue along the glistening pink flesh. Catriona ran her fingers through his hair as he ate her, his dark head bobbing up and down between her thighs. Each touch of his mouth made a jolt of desire go through her body, soft whimpers coming from her throat. His tongue flicked around that nub of flesh as she squirmed on the bed, her body taut with her imminent climax. "Purr for me, ma chatte. I want your honey on my face", he groaned flicking at the nub with his tongue. Catriona moaned his name as her body shuddered, the climax rippling through her body. Phil chuckled when he felt her climax, one hand resting on her belly as he continued to eat her and lick up her juices. Catriona breathed heavily, her body heavy and limp after her orgasm. She gently stroked the dark head between her thighs as he ate her, his tongue licking at the sensitized flesh. To her surprise, she felt another orgasm rise up inside her, her body shivering and a moan escaping her lips. Phil gave her several more licks and emerged from between her legs, a triumphant look in his eyes and a smile on his lips. "I love that tasty pussy of yours, ma chatte. I'm hard as a rock and I just gotta fuck you", he growled. Catriona gave him a sultry smile and parted her legs invitingly. "Come and get it, Phil", she purred. Phil growled with lust and got on top of her, kissing her lips hungrily. Catriona sighed as she returned the kiss, feeling him start to go inside her. "Fuck, you're tight", he groaned, feeling her hot, warm, flesh surround him. His eyes went wide when he felt the fragile barrier, keeping still. "You're a virgin? I'll be careful, I want to fuck you so bad", he groaned. Phil kissed her again and thrust into her body, stifling her gasp with his lips. He lay still inside her, relishing the feel of her tightness around him and her fingers running through his hair. The slight pain had already faded to a dull ache, replaced by a growing hunger as she shifted underneath him. "Fuck me, Phil. I'm ready", she growled, her eyes dark with lust. "You got such a hot tight pussy, I can't wait to be the first to fuck it", he said. Phil kissed her again and began to move inside her body, ,hearing her soft sights of delight. "That's it, purr for me, ma chatte", he groaned, thrusting into her body. Phil relished the feeling of being inside her warm willing body as she moved under him on the bed, moaning his name in pleasure. He growled in approval when she wrapped her legs around his waist and he thrust harder and deeper into her body, their moans loud in the room. Catriona grasped onto his shoulder and moaned as he moved inside her, the heat in her belly expanding as the orgasm built up within her. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum", he growled, feeling her tighten around him. "Oh yeah, fuck, oh yes, ohhh!", she cried out as the climax exploded inside her. Phil growled like an angry bear and thrust one last time into her body, releasing into her as she shuddered with a small orgasm. They clung to each other breathlessly, both of them not able to move. Phil brushed the hair from her face, a knowing smile on his lips. "I'll be damned, the redheaded cocktease was a virgin. You have such nice pretty titties and the hottest pussy, ma chatte. I look forward to fucking you more", he chuckled. "I didn't want to fuck some boy who didn't know what he was doing, who only wanted to get off", she explained. "I gotcha, you're too pretty for some peckerwood boy. I'm not looking for a girlfriend now, I haven't gotten laid in a month. Let's just have our little fling until the end of the tour, I don't thing your mama wants me as your boyfriend", he drawled. "Deal. I don't want a boyfriend now either, I'm nineteen and I want some fun first. I'm in between jobs and I'm going to community college in the fall, I'm not looking for anything permanent either", she replied. "I like your honesty, ma chatte. I don't like stupid, coy girls, I'm not a damn mind reader. Let's rest up for a bit, I want to teach you to suck my dick", he said, carefully pulling out of her. Catriona moaned at the loss of him inside her. "I can't wait, this is going to be a fun tour", she said, as they both laughed. |
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| Verity | March 14, 2009, 11:49 am Post #1173 |
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Wow. Kitty sure didn't waste any time. Actually, neither of them did. Phil Anselmo or not, the Louisiana drawl doesn't make me weak in the knees. I wonder what Avery will think if she happens to find out??
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | March 14, 2009, 12:43 pm Post #1174 |
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Lol, that is true, they're both really horny there ![]() |
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| Taimi | March 14, 2009, 7:44 pm Post #1175 |
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That was hot :drool: |
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| Lucifer's Angel | March 15, 2009, 10:17 am Post #1176 |
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Chapter 323 "I hope you have a good time, but be careful. At least you have good protection", said Avery. Catriona was in front of the mirror, applying her mascara. "I know, Mom. Don't worry, Phil and Pep are great guys, nothing's going to happen. Uncle James will sort them out", she said. "New Orleans is such a crazy city, if I remember correctly. I just hope nothing happens to you", said Avery, concerned. "Mom, I'm going to be fine. Shane and Uncle Kirk are going to look at guitars, and you're going on a date with Uncle Lars", she teased her mother. Avery blushed. "Aye, you have a quick tongue, Kitty. Your uncle and I are just friends", she chided. "Whatever. Goodbye, Mom", she said, embracing her mother. Phil and Pepper were taking her out for a night of clubbing while the bands were in New Orleans. Catriona felt a bit of anticipation at the idea, her heart pounding in anticipation. "Good evening, ma chatte. You look lovely tonight", said Phil gallantly, as Pepper tried to stifle a grin. Catriona wore a black and white corset top trimmed with black lace and a black leather miniskirt, her auburn hair loose to her hips. Her full red lips were painted the color of ripe cherries, her hazel eyes outlined with thick eyeliner and the lids painted lavender. Around her neck was a silver necklace with a delicate filigreed skull pendant hanging between her breasts, a silver skull ring with a ruby in its mouth on her left hand. "Damn, you look like a vampire chick, Kitty", said Pepper, his gaze riveted to her cleavage. "Hey, keep your eyes to yourself, Pep. They don't card much in New Orleans, and you don't look young, so I reckon you'll be all right. I have to say, I like how you look in a corset, ma chatte. It makes your tits look bigger", said Phil approvingly. "Men, they can't resist a pair of tits. Just kidding, I got it at Hot Topic, I thought it would be appropriate for New Orleans, where do you want to go?", she asked. "I reckon we ought to go get something to eat first. We'll take a taxi to the French Quarter, there's a lot of great restaurants there. And then we'll go to Bourbon St., that's where all the clubs are. We are gonna show you a good time, ma'am, we guarantee", said Pepper. |
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| Verity | March 15, 2009, 1:39 pm Post #1177 |
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Kitty is a brave woman to go gallivanting around the Quarter like that. Phil and Pepper or not, men even the cops are going to be checking her out. Just dont have them eat any food on Boubron Street. It's a great place to go to watch people make specacles out of themselves and drink, but I would be very hesitant to eat anything from that street. I hope that Kitty has closed toe shoes on.
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | March 15, 2009, 4:47 pm Post #1178 |
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Ooh, New Orleans I would love to go there...all the old French buildings and Jazz music. It'd be so cool!
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| Taimi | March 15, 2009, 5:45 pm Post #1179 |
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Dayum, wish I had Kitty's body! |
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| Lucifer's Angel | March 16, 2009, 11:16 am Post #1180 |
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Chapter 324 After dinner, they walked towards Bourbon St. Catriona looked around, taking everything in with wide eyes. Bourbon St. was crowded with natives of the city and tourists out for a good time. The latter were distinguished by by their wide eyes taking in everything, their cameras out as they took pictures of the clubs and the neon signs. "Yeah, reckon them tourists never seen anything like that before. I suppose we ought to start off easy, there's club we know where there's a lot of goth and metal people, they make good drinks", said Pepper. "You'd like it, ma chatte. It looks like something out of an Anne Rice novel, like Interview with the Vampire. The books ain't bad but I liked the movie better", said Phil as they followed Pepper. "Her books are all right, I like the Vampire Lestat better. Imagine that, a vampire as a rockstar", she laughed. "Yeah, I reckon that makes sense", agreed Phil as they entered the club. Outside, the club didn't look any different than the other buildings on the street. Inside, it resembled midnight in the bayou with a touch of goth. The lighting was very dim, pale purple light coming from the black-painted ceiling that resembled a moonlit night. The walls were painted to suggest a bayou at midnight, trees hanging with Spanish moss painted around the perimeter of the room silhouetted against the sky that was just a bit lighter. A full yellow moon and tiny white stars completed the sky, looking so realistic one expected to hear the croaking of bullfrogs. "Bonjour Phil and Pepper. And who is this lovely lady?", asked the host. He was a young man who resembled Lestat. His thick blond hair fell in waves around his pretty face, his skin unearthly pale with the luster of a pearl. He wore black trousers and a dark blue silk smoking jacket with a white shirt underneath, a black cape with red trim around his shoulders. "Hello, Pierre. This is our friend Catriona Burton, we told her mama we were going to show her around Bourbon St.", said Phil. Pierre smiled at her, revealing a set of custom fangs. He bent his head and kissed her hand as she blushed prettily. "Bonjour, mademoiselle Burton. You are so lovely, it would be an honor if you were my bride for eternity", he said gallantly. "She's with us, Pierre. I doubt her mama wants you courting her", joked Pepper as everyone laughed. "Let's go to our usual booth and get something to drink", said Phil as Pierre went to the bar. "You fit right in, ma chatte. I thought you'd like it, a lot of the people here come to our haunted house that we do every year. After a few drinks you can do karaoke, they're setting up the equipment", said Phil as the waiter arrived with their drinks, a glass of Merlot for her and Abita beers for them. "I hope they have Nightwish", she said, taking a sip of wine. "Are they like Evanescence? That chick is hot, I'd do her", joked Pepper. "They're much better, Evanescence are good, though. I like Amy Lee's voice, it's not something you hear much", she replied. "You sing beautifully, ma chatte. Don't you agree, Pep?", he asked. "Yeah, do the backups on The Memory Remains real good", he agreed. After a few more glasses of red wine, Catriona was feeling bold. she snuggled against Phil and kissed his cheek, an amused gleam in his eyes. "If you do that, I'm going to embarrass myself and give everyone a show", he chided, a hint of desire in his voice. "Oh, that's for later", she giggled, draining her wine and getting up from the booth. Catriona walked up to the stage just as a girl in a red and black corset finished singing Bring Me to Life by Evanescence. She told the emcee what she wanted as he nodded and told the DJ. She got onstage and took the microphone as the speakers played Bless the Child by Nightwish. Catriona took a deep breath and counted off the beats, before singing the lyrics. The audience looked in her direction, their eyes riveted to the lovely girl and her glorious soprano. She sounded almost like Tarja, except for the note of warmth absent in the Finnish woman's voice. When she finished, the crowd burst into applause. Catriona blushed and bowed slightly, a feeling of euphoria coming over her. This was different from singing with Metallica, no one dared to boo the band's niece. These people were strangers and didn't know her, yet they responded enthusiastically. "Damn, you sing awesome, Kitty. You oughta sing professional", said Pepper, draining his beer. "Thanks, Pep. But I'm not sure about a band, I'm going to college in the fall", she replied. "There's gotta be a band in college, ma chatte. Your voice is too good", said Phil, as the waiter brought more drinks. |
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| Verity | March 16, 2009, 12:04 pm Post #1181 |
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It sounds like Phil is being a gentleman for once. And yay for Abita beer!!! I liked how you described the club. You did very well so you get the gold star of the day for that! There are some clubs in New Orleans just like the one that you described Kitty at in the french quarter, but the ones where I can just totally imagine Kitty at would be over in the Marigny neighborhood of the Quarter. I could totally see Kitty rocking out in the Marigny. They have goth clothing shops that sell corsets over there, way better music scene than Bourbon. Anywho, you are doing well Vanessa as always with your awesome descriptions.
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| Taimi | March 17, 2009, 6:10 am Post #1182 |
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awesome chapter, im hoping to find a better goth store than hot topic, its pissing me offf the lack of clothing they have that I like. |
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | March 17, 2009, 7:52 am Post #1183 |
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New Orlenas sounds so cool I am glad that Kitty did really good singing without Metallica and didn't get shy.
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| Lucifer's Angel | March 17, 2009, 10:58 am Post #1184 |
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I caught whatever my brother has and I feel like shit, I feel like I'm going to vomit and all I want is tea and toast and orange juice. When I get sick, I get it worse than the other people in my house I hope I feel better tomorrow Chapter 325 Several hours passed, as they continued to drink and talk. Catriona was feel a very good buzz, consuming almost an entire bottle of wine. She went onstage and sang a few more times to the applause of the crowd. The last time up, she sang Quando me n'vo` from La Boheme, the crowd hushed as she sang the Puccini aria. "Damn, you sing like an angel, I didn't understand it, what the hell was that?", asked Pepper. Catriona giggled, her hazel eyes gleaming with amusement. "That was Quando me n'vo` from La Boheme by Puccini. It's one of my favorite Puccini arias, he's my second favorite next to Wagner", she explained. "I'm not familiar with opera, I watched one on PBS and I didn't get it. I don't understand anybody when they don't sink in English", said Phil. "I can speak Spanish and Polish good, I can understand the librettos in Italian opera and a bit in German. I don't need the translations", she boasted. "I reckon so, you're damn smart, ma chatte. Why don't we go to my place outside the city, I don't want to wake anyone at the hotel", said Phil. "But what about her Mama, Phil? She's not gonna like that", warned Pepper. "I'll just leave a text, she and Uncle Lars are going out tonight anyway", she giggled, sending Avery a text. "Your Mama and Ulrich are dating?", asked Phil, a confused look on his face. "Me and Shane think there's something going on, they're so friendly. That would be weird, though, then he'd be my stepdad", she said, cocking her head and looking thoughtful. "Well, let me call the taxi company. Reckon they oughtta be here soon", said Pepper, taking out his mobile. "I got a house on twenty acres in the swamp, it's in Mandeville north of the lake. There's no one around and I like it that way, I like my peace and quiet. If anyone gets too close, I got my shotgun. My Daddy's visiting relatives in Shreveport, so we got the house to ourselves, ma chatte, Pepper. I can't wait to show you", he drawled, the husky note in his voice making her shiver. Several minutes later, they all found themselves in a taxi headed north towards the lake. "Reckon you too much to drink, huh? I hope your lady friend didn't party too hard", joked the cab driver. Phil smiled looked down at Catriona snuggled against him. The wine and the rocking motion of the cab was making her drowsy, her eyes fluttering closed. She'll stay in my room and Pep can stay in the guestroom. I think she drank the whole bottle, he mused, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. The cab made its way north out of the city and crossed Lake Pontchartrain. The lake was smooth as a pane of glass under the causeway, the stars on the moon reflected in the still waters. The lights of the city receded far behind them, the shore ahead of them much dimmer. The driver reached Mandeville and continued towards the swamp behind the town. The gravel road felt rough under the wheels of the cab, the trees above them a canopy that that blocked out the moonlight. Odd sounds came from the woods, whether they were animals or the wind no one knew. The cab finally stopped at a large white wooden house that resembled a plantation house. It looked a bit old but not decrepit, lived and not a museum. Around the front was a massive porch with several ancient rocking chairs out front, surrounded by mosquito netting. "That'll be one hundred bucks", said the driver, as Phil paid him, helping her out of the cab. It was warm and still, the buzz of mosquitoes loud in the air. "Let's get inside before they start biting, they like to bite real pale pale people", said Pepper as Phil took out the key from his pocket and opened the door, leading them inside. |
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| Verity | March 17, 2009, 12:25 pm Post #1185 |
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I hope that you feel better soon Vanessa! I loved your description of Mandeville. It's a very nice, quiet, woodsy like suburb. I'm going to be going there a bit in early April so I will think of this story when I drive by pretend Phil's house, you know what I mean.
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I would love to go there...all the old French buildings and Jazz music. It'd be so cool!
I hope I feel better tomorrow

8:38 PM Jul 10