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TDM 003
| TDM 003: #BEACHBUMS |
I. BEACH ![]() Welcome arrivals, new and old! The skies on Erku may be perpetually gray, but the weather has taken a sudden turn to summertime heat. Fortunately, soaring temperatures have chased away more of the strange fog that conceals so much of the island, unveiling a charming, sandy cove dotted here and there with rustic love shacks. These shabby little lean-tos are dusty and sparse, but they provide everything one (or two, wink wink) might need for a little relief from the sun. Just don’t wander too far... that fog has memory-loss properties. II. DRINKS ![]() The 'bots are very apologetic about the whole fog incident, and they are trying to get on the new arrivals' good sides by giving out fancy drinks. Of course, they still haven't mastered the art of making things properly, so each drink has a little something... extra.
III. SNACKS ![]() Lo! As you ask, the Augur shall provide. Thanks to the efforts of your organic predecessors in restoring the planet’s Eros energy, edible fishes and seaweeds have returned to the ponds and the shores of Erku. If you fancy yourself savvy to basic survival skills, why not fashion up a fishing rod and catch yourself dinner? Just be careful if you happen to hook one of the octopus creatures from the deeper waters - they can be quite forward with their tentacles! Or, if primitive angling isn’t in your repertoire, you can always trade some credits for a tasty catch from one of the food stalls along the coast. Most stalls are manned by 'bots, but there’s nothing stopping an enterprising arrival from setting up shop. No credits? No problem! The robots have also provided a bit of entertainment, and any volunteers to man the kissing booth, get dunked in the wet t-shirt dunk tank, or grill up some fish - among other opportunities - will find credits automatically loaded onto the payment app of their bracelet devices. The 'bots are recruiting especially hard for participants to work in the gloryhole tent! IV. SPARKLES ![]() As dusk descends, the white sands of the beach suddenly come alive with glittering lights. It’s as if the darkened waters have carried a thousand shining stars from the depths of the sea to the shores of the cove. In actuality, each little twinkle is a bioluminescent plankton or jellyfish! Feel free to wade among them and admire their shine; even the sting of the jellies won’t hurt you... though they do pack a different punch. The tentacles of the jellyfish elicit a powerful aphrodisiac response, which gets the heart racing and the blood pumping for an intimate touch. The effects come on within a matter of minutes, and last for a few hours. Only time will relieve the symptoms, but a partner will help to make it more bearable. N A V I G A T I O N |





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She's softer than she had been when he was licking his way into her mouth, delicate and quivering when Cloud splits her lower lips with the indulgent slide of his tongue. Cloud's arm is a weight keeping her hips against the sand but he isn't trying to pin her down, she can still squirm and arch up against his mouth if she wants to. She might have to, only lust and enthusiasm to occupy this act where he lacks the experience, taking in her responses to guide his own.
The kiss he gives her is a slow, wet pull of his mouth against the warm, succulent folds of her flesh, gauzily looking up the slender trunk of her body, pupils so blown they're vying with mako glow for the little real estate of blue left.
She's beautiful but even more devastating like this, green eyes dark and her chest heaving, skin a pretty blush of arousal he's never seen on her before. Another lick up between her lower lips and the whole of his body seems to sway with it, a lean of his shoulders up towards her, the gradual push of his own hips into the sand. It gives little relief, his cock swollen and rigid between the confines of rugged clothing and the whisper of sand.
Then, tragically, terribly, he stops giving her the attention she craves right where she craves it, turning to press a kiss to her thigh. She even tastes good, the soft inside of her thigh gives deliciously under the gentle bite he gives her.]
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