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on the prowl again, open
4297 | INDEPENDENT | BLITZ
Member No.: 40
Joined: 14-May 12
Mikile yawned as he looked at the computer screen, rolling his eyes as yet another porno bored him to tears. One would think that a nearly forty-three hundred year old incubus would have a better thing to do than critique porn, but he didn't. It was one of the consequences of being what he was, always looking for a way to get off. Right now though, his biggest challenge was deciding on whether there was a single decent porno in the universe. If there was a move out there that he hadn't tried, he had yet to find any in the shit he'd seen so far, but then again, when you're older that dirt, piss and shit, what the fuck is there that's new. He clicked on another video and rolled his eyes yet again. "If you're gonna fucking try to do a goddamned threeway, you'd better do more than a fucking seesaw! It's sandwich fucking you douches, one in the ass, one in the cunt. Not fucking hard to fucking figure out!" People could call him vulgar and crass because of what he'd just said, and they'd be right. He didn't give two shits. Fuck was his favorite word and he would call genitalia whatever the fuck he wanted to. The man wasn't known for sugar coating anything and would do whatever the hell he wanted. Hell, he'd fucked a chick on a bar last night and started an orgy. God, he loved sex, it was so easy to turn humans into beings of lust, all you had to do was whisper the right words and they wanted an orgasm. He had no problems with starting orgies either, as that meant he was gonna feed really damn good.( OUTFIT )
He shut off his computer after the porn ended, not giving a damn about whether he got this generation's terminology right. Fuck, he knew more about sex than they could ever dream of, and would be more than willing to show them how wrong they were about what they considered to be hot sex. If there was one thing that confused him, it was how anyone could get off to the lame ass shit he'd seen earlier. Sure, there had been a few decent lesbian threesomes, somewhat okay orgy footage, and some shit, but that didn't even give him a hard on. It was just okay, and that was the fucking problem. He put his computer on the coffee table and stood up, still naked though it was three in the afternoon. Some people would find his comfort with being naked disturbing, but he didn't care. Being around for nearly forty-three hundred years and fucking every bitch who would spread 'em had taken away any sense of modesty he might have had. Plus, who gave a damn about modesty when you were in your own home.
With a shrug, the ancient incubi walked into his bedroom and pulled on a pair of jeans, not bothering to put on any underwear as it was pointless if he could score. Then he pulled a white button down dress shirt out and put it on, leaving it unbuttoned so that any prospective partners could see his carefully sculpted body. He was hot and he knew it, so why the fuck would he hide it. He grabbed his Rolex and a pair of shades, putting them on before slipping on a pair of flip flops. With his outfit fully in place, the incubus grabbed his keys and walked out the door, making sure it was locked before driving to the Hanging Garden, hoping that there would be some decent bitches there. Sure, he liked guys too, but he was more in a mood for a wench bouncing than a dude.
He got out of his car, locking the Ferrari up, before wandering into the Gardens. The one thing he needed to do was find a central location so more people could see him. Honestly, if he hadn't been looking for a fix, or lived in Babylon for such a damn long time, he would have liked this place more. It was beautiful, but Mikile was hardly interested in the landscaping, more like the fuckable wild life he saw. The incubus walked to the most visited area in the center of the garden which was often used for picnics and sat on a bench, laying himself across the entire thing with his body slanted so most of his upper body was exposed. He also decided to increase the influence of his allure and see what happened.
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