Lili's new venue

How cool is it that we ended up with "52" followers?! :)

Thank you again - everyone - for your support in this project. I hope you all had fun following along. We had a blast creating this.

ConfessorX is off on new adventures and I, Lili, am off on an artist's tangent here: http://hooliganlili.tumblr.com/
There are new muses amongst us!

Please follow along if you like. Come visit once in a while if you don't.

Ciao!
Lili

week 52: the next chapter

We are now well past our 52nd week. As you can tell, ConfessorX and I made a valiant attempt to complete a piece every week. However, as the saying goes, life gets in the way.

We are on separate paths at the moment.

We had a lot of fun and learned a lot about ourselves and our limits and talents. We had a great time sharing it all with you. I love the comments and the connections I made here.

Until the time that we reconnect with ConfessorX, you can find me on twitter. I may spin up my old blog again soon to track my other creative endeavors, so please "stay tuned". :)

Thank you for sharing the jouney with us.

Cheers!
Lili

week 46: playdate

week 45: red

week 44: pink

week 43: steampunk (redo)

week 42: Cruella

week 41: Shenanigans

Week 40: Ursula

week 39: Maleficent

week 38: bountiful harvest

week 37: from below

week 36: Coco's pet

Like a lion stalks its prey, I quietly creep to my next victim and pull her out of the crowd. She comes with a leash, left on her by her master. I heard others talk about her, how she was left for others to use, a direct order from her master. I grab the leash and take lead of the situation.

Fewer and fewer people are at the party, which means the pet and I are able to get a room to ourselves. Its a wonderful thing to have this time of night, when your energy is not quite as high and you want some time between strokes or slaps. We reach the bed and I tie her to the bed with her leash. There she sits, waiting to be eaten by a one man pride.

Already naked, her perky tits are my first nibble of her perfect body. I bit into her mounds and tear her flesh apart. Grinding her nub over my sharp incisors causes her to squirm, her legs to twitch with excitement and her pussy to drip with anticipation. I switch between the set and eventually

week 35: tentacle

I walk over and sit down beside her on the altar. She moves to one side of the bed and reveals her ample tits as she tosses the red blanket off the bed. Her pretty pink nipples stand erect, waiting to be touched. "How do you plan on repaying me?" she asks with a soft sultry voice. I pause, take a deep breath and slide my hands between her legs, "This.." I guide my hand towards her sweet center and rub my thumb over her now swollen clit.

My fingers wiggle inside of her, squirming from one side of the wall to the other. I reach upwards and find that spot, making her knees buckle with excitement. My mouth traces her leg, kissing her inner thigh with little bites here an there to mix the pain and pleasure. Leaving my fingers deep inside her pussy, my mouth sucks in her folds in and out quickly causing her to tighten around me. "My, that's a ways to show your thanks!" she cries out.

She hops off the altar and positions herself between my legs. "Feed me your tentacle, I need it in my mouth now!" she demands of me. My cock grows with every word and soon is full of blood pumping towards my tip. My veins pop and roll with every stroke and her lips blanket them with warmth. Before my eyes roll back from the pleasure I look across the room and see a woman sitting next to a lion...

week 34: altar

I look around this room and can only describe it as Colosseum. The pillars have naked women between them, which catches anyones eye. Their asses poke out, waiting to be spanked, played with or even fucked. As I walk by I make contact by asking them if they are ready, and every response is the same "Yes Sir."

I come to the first woman and tell her to lean forward and she does without hesitation. Her bubble but soon turns a pinkish red as I slap it with my open palm. "Thank you Sir!" she squeals out, I smirk and continue to build my slaps. Her knees begin to give as I hit her flesh harder and harder. I think to myself, "How does it feel for her if my hand is numb?!?" and pause to walk around to face her. "Do you like that my pet?" "Yes Sir!" "Get on your knees and wait for me to return."

I look back as I walk away and just as she's told, she 's on her knees. And as I approach the next woman, she poses for me showing off her wonderful body. I position myself behind her and whisper in her ear "Play with your pussy, but do not cum! I don't even want your pussy to get wet!" "But...but, how is that even possible?!" "That's not my problem, now is it?!" "No Sir."

She reaches down with one hand and softly rubs her pussy lips. With my cock pressing between her ass cheeks, I reach around and guide her fingers into her pussy. "Play! With! Your! Pussy! Now!!" "But then I'll get wet Sir." "Do as you're told pet!" "Yes Sir." Her fingers begin to dart in and out with haste and soon I can hear her pussy begin to get moist. The squish squish sounds become louder with ever building moment. "Can you squirt pet?" "Yes Sir." she cries out. "Lay down and show me!"

She lays down, spreads her legs and curves her fingers as she puts pressure on her g-spot. "Continue to do that till I get back." I command of my pet and walk off to the next woman. She has on some fire mask, covering her eyes. She is also on some sort of altar/bed. "Are you enjoying your gift?" she asks of me. "So you're the one I owe many thanks to?" "Yes, this is my party." she informs me. "Then I owe you more then many thanks, how can I repay you?!" I ask of her. "Come here, sit next to me."

I walk over and...

to be continued

week 33: ritual

I slither my way to the center of the pile and reach for the woman in the gas mask. Her legs are consumed by everyone around her, yet Im able to find an opening to her sweet center. My tongue reaches out as the tip flickers over her swollen bud. Others reach around me to join me in my quest, some even decide to give me a go.

Wanting to experience all thats around me, I swivel my head and take a look at my surroundings. Behind me a woman is rimming a gorgeous lady with an eye patch, two curly haired women are in front of me, my lover has her mouth wrapped around a long cock, while Im still very much enjoying my gas mask crush.

Rolling over, I allow others to play with my growing cock. The tip is quickly coated with droplets of pre-cum. I feel the latex of a condom being placed over my tip and rolled down to my base as I close my eyes and let my mind wander. I feel hands begin to rub my chest, down past my belly and along my thighs. I dont want to peek, I want to accept.

Soon there is pressure, as if Im at the entrance of someones ass. I bit my lip in pleasure and feel the walls slide down as a rhythm is created. A rocking motion joins the up and down of someone on top of me. I dont care who it is, Im enjoying the mystery of it all.

Someone grabs my hand and pulls me up. They whisper, keep your eyes shut and follow me. I grab a hold of the persons hand and follow them someplace. "You will enjoy this and think of it as your reward. These women are here for the ritual, and you are the one they are here to worship. Now put on this mask, then open up your eyes."

to be continued...

week 32: Where do you fit in?

We arrive at the party hand in hand and take a look around for familiar faces, and much to our surprise we can not make out anyone we know. As we walk around we pause and watch as two couples entangle themselves in a web of love making. Their hands, feet, fingers and other body parts swap and exchange fluidly with one another, all for the enjoyment of others.

We continue our walk though the maze of love and into a much larger room. The scale can not be not be matched. There are too many couples to count, too many exposed beautiful bodies. Trying to figure out whos limbs are whos creates an eye sore. We find a spot on a couch just feet away from the action and my lover snuggles up next to me with excitement.

We hold hands as other couples walk by, some to join the action others to get a better view. I make eye contact with a masked woman, not a Zorro mask, but a gas mask. Her body, with all her curves and glory, dragged my attention to her. Her ample breasts and hard nipples begged to be pulled and tugged. Her round gorgeous ass dared to be spanked and fucked...while her wet pussy ached for the touch of my tongue.

I grab my lovers hand and lead her into the mix. Like sharks to a bloody steak, the swarm of attentive lovers around us is massive. I let go of her hand and dive right in. Bodies become blurred together, yet Im able to find my way to my crush for the night, the woman in the gas mask.

... to be continued

Week 31: curves

Your curves draw me in, hard and out of control. With ever inch revealed, I grow harder and harder for you. When I finally take you in, your curves hug my body. Your scent blends with mine and our aroma fills the air. Our rhythmic grunts echo throughout the hotel room, the slaps ring constantly in our ears and our hearts race with excitement, not wanting to cross that finish line.

Its your curves that start it all.

week 30: nipple pull

I must apologize for the silence lately. But I'm back on track now and will have more up very soon!

When I look into those eyes,
I day dream and fantasize,
about your thighs
pointing to the skies.

I take aim, while you aim to please.
You flicker and tease,
everything above my knees.

I tie you up, and take you in.
Lips to lips, skin to skin.

week 26: ball kickers

Shes found her pain slut, a god among men as it seems. By day hes a logger down south and at night, he lets loose to his submissive impulses. She met him on a site and soon started chatting back and forth at night when things got dull around the house. She mentioned me in casual passing and said that I would love to watch her switch things up and take control and he eagerly agreed.

Nervous for her, I feel my heart jump through my shirt and into my lap on the drive to the hotel room. Im there to watch and watch only. And with a swift knock on the door, the night began.

He quickly removes his robe and shows of his well groomed figure. Tight belly, bulging arms and fully erect cock.

"Not so fast, who said you can enjoy this already! Get that down, NOW!" she barked out.

The pain slut quietly whimpered off to the corner and allowed his hard on to diminish before they continued on with their session. She got out her bag of goodies and leashed her new pet, walking him around the room like the dog that he is. He never left her side, in fact when they would stop, he would rest his head on her thighs.

"Not too close, you havent earned that yet!"

She made no eye contact with me, focusing on her toy. She loved the control she had over him, I could tell. Little smirks would emerge when she gave him orders such as making him lick her boots, walking him over to the toilet for him to lap up the only drink hes allowed tonight.

This was a new woman in my eyes, Im use to a different view, but I like what I see. I enjoy watching her creative mind at work.

Her next move involves her new cowgirl boots and firm pressure. He longs for that feeling, and knows whats about to happen. She is hesitant at first, but has her toy lay with his legs spread apart as she steps on his balls. You can see the pain on his face, but also the joy it brings.

They continue on throughout the night with other forms of embarrassment and pain as I just watch, knowing my lover is a delightfully evil switch.