“I want to grab Shay’s firm ass, feeling the muscles tense up every time he thrust in me. My fingers dig in leaving scratches on him when he sends me over the edge but he would not mind it, he knows many kisses follow to make up for my rough handling.”
‘I imagine Jacob to be very dominant. He’d give me commands via phone or Internet of what I must do while in public place. For example, when I’m at the university, sitting on the last row in the room, he commands me to touch myself. He’d demand a photo or video as the proof and I’d provide him with that. I’d film my white panties that would be soaking wet as I play with my clit. He’d be pleased to see the proof of my obedience.’
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“I dream of my favourite Templars and Assassins tied up, sitting on a stools, naked. I take turns pleasing them or punishing them as it suits me, but it drives me wild to bring the stoic ones, like Haytham, to moaning messes, or deny the aggressively sexual ones, like Ezio, release. All consensual, of course; afterwards, when I’m done toying with them, I’ll pick the ones who pleased me most for the finale – me.”
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‘So basically thanks to the confession about Jacob’s dick having a top hat that derailed into talking penises, now I can’t stop seeing a mental image of him standing beside me while I’m sitting in front of my computer, his erect dick on my shoulder and him trying to convince me to attend to the real task at hand. “Give me a kiss,” he’d beg in a small, vulnerable voice while he’s tapping his dick on my shoulder. “I’m so cold. Please ~embrace~ me with your love~” he’d keep going in his vulnerable “penis” voice until I’d double over laughing and forgetting about what I’m supposed to do. It may not be straight-up seduction, but it works for me because a silly and perverted sense of humour is one thing I really love in a man. ;D’
‘I think Jacob’s voice can be so soothingly dominant that he can bring you to orgasm with JUST his voice. He’d tell you to touch somewhere, you’d do it. He’d tell you to say something, you’d say it. And the fact that he refuses to touch you would add to the pleasurable intensity. **QUICK, SOMEONE MAKE AN AUDIO COMPILATION OF ALL THE DIRT WORDS JACOB SAYS THROUGHOUT THE GAME!’
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If someone could point me to the right direction where to download these “dirty” audio clips I would be happy to do the compilation myself 😉
~ Signora Paola
‘I want to put a top hat on Jacob’s dick. That is all.’
Confession [x]
Take caution, my friend. I heard that putting a top hat on Jacob’s dick would give it a voice of its own. Would you really want to hear it whine and complain how bored it is?
Or the evils of the condom?
~ Signora Paola
‘My hands are trembling when I unfold Shay’s bandages, his wounds need a bit more time to heal. He catches my look what hold nothing but desire for his body. His lips form into a teasing smile, “I am ready if you are,” and guide my hand to the hem of his breeches. I waited for this moment so long, in desperate happiness I mount him open his front and slowly let myself down on his hard cock, try to be careful considering his injuries. “Don’t hold back,” he mutters into my ear and I start to ride him so hard only hoping the kisses muffle the sounds of our pleasure so the Finnegan’s downstairs hear little of our sin.’
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‘I love waking up to the feeling of Jacob snuggling me. He would already be awake and would pull me closer to him, my back pressed tightly against him. I’d pretend to be asleep, curious to see what he has in mind. Sometimes, he’d simply snuggle (he’d still fondle me, of course, the sly bastard). Most of the time, however, he’d try “waking” me up by grinding against me, playing with my nipples, fingering me (or all of them). He might even be so horny he wouldn’t even wait for me to “wake up” – he’d simply push his cock inside me, surprised that I’m already wet even when I’m still “asleep.” I’d keep pretending to be asleep just to hear him moan, “Wake up, love, I want to hear and see you.” I’d try to resist, but there’s just no way I could for long.
‘I’d reach back and grab his ass, urging him deeper, but being the tease that he is his slow pace would stay the same. He’d play with my breasts and clit, his lips in my ear, alternating between whispering sweet little praises (“You feel so good”) and growling downright obscene words (“Moan for me, my little slut”). He’d keep fucking me in this unhurried state for a long time. The perfect definition of a slow burn. ;)’
“I want a bondage threesome with Shay and Arno. Now, you might think I’d be the sub. No no no no, it would be Arno who’d be tied up, with Shay and I dominating him. Shay would pound him while I’d sit on his face. And to imagine what his moans would feel like between my legs… Perfect!”
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“One night, I dared Jacob to outdrink me, which he did. I woke up the next day, naked in his bed but he was fully dressed by my side. He tells me that I strip teased in front of him and fell asleep right after. I asked him if we Did It but he smiled to tell me that it was ungentlemanly to be making love to an unconscious woman. We kissed and guess what? We made love after that.”
We all know Signore Frye is a fine gentleman!
~Claudia
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