03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Sept 13, 2024 17:04:20 GMT
Elijah stiffened the moment he felt her shift, her body pressing softly against his. His heart pounded, panic flaring in his chest as the warmth of her back, her ass, made contact with him. His first instinct was to pull away, to create distance before she realized what he was doing, but he found himself frozen, his mind racing.
Does she know?
He cursed silently, willing himself to stay calm. Her breathing was even, slow—too slow, too steady, as if she were still asleep. But the way her hips shifted against him, even if just slightly, set his body alight with conflicting sensations. It could’ve been innocent, just her getting comfortable, completely unaware of the filthy thoughts running through his head. But... what if it wasn’t?
He squeezed his eyes shut, his hand frozen, his breath shallow. Every fiber of his being screamed at him to stop, to push her away, but another darker part of him, one he couldn’t fully deny, wanted to see what she’d do next.
She doesn’t know. She can’t know.
And yet, when her body shifted again, this time even more deliberate, he felt himself throb with need, and his guilt deepened.
Elijah let out a shaky breath, his hand twitching at his side. He needed to pull away, but instead, he lay there, still and silent, fighting an internal war between what was right and the overwhelming desire coursing through him.
And then his hand moved from his side to gently brush over the soft skin of her hip…
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Sept 13, 2024 17:14:17 GMT
It wasn't going to work, he wasn't going to do anything, he was going to move away. The anticipation was killing her and when he finally moved his hand to so softly touch her skin she felt like an explosion of fireworks erupted in her belly. It was a small step but it was a step. His strong, slightly calloused hand felt so warm and nice against her silky soft skin and she released a sleepy sigh of appreciation.
She shifted her body slightly, leaning more into his touch, softly and quietly encouraging him to continue. She wanted it so badly. She wanted to get her hands on him, her mouth, her...everything.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Sept 13, 2024 18:24:13 GMT
Elijah’s breath caught in his throat when he felt her shift again, this time leaning into his touch. The soft sigh that escaped her lips sent a jolt through him, and his hand stilled on her hip, hovering as if suspended between indecision and desire.
This can’t be happening.
But it was. She wasn’t pulling away—if anything, she was inviting him. The realization hit him like a punch to the gut, twisting the knot of guilt even tighter in his chest. But that same darkness that had kept him from pulling away now urged him forward. Her skin was so soft under his hand, and the sound she made only stoked the fire burning inside him.
She’s just shifting in her sleep… right?
Yet, as she pressed closer, her body molding against his, he knew that wasn’t the case. His hand trembled slightly, fingers lightly tracing the curve of her hip, unable to resist. He could feel his resolve crumbling, and despite every rational thought telling him to stop, his hand lingered.
She felt so good—too good.
Elijah let out a low, almost inaudible groan, his body betraying him as his fingers slipped just a little further, caressing her skin. His heart pounded, torn between the overwhelming desire and the crushing guilt, but at this moment, with her body so close, he couldn’t pull away. Not yet.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Sept 17, 2024 15:56:05 GMT
Her whole body felt like it was on fire, heat that caused her to feel a little warm under the blanket in spite of not wearing anything at the moment. She could feel how careful he was being and the hesitance in his touch but he didn't stop. It felt so good and she was desperate for more but she was trying to play this game very carefully. Alexis was good at games. Very good in fact. But this was going to be her biggest challenge yet...and her biggest reward.
She wouldn't have heard the soft groan he made if she hadn't been so intently listening and feeling and paying very close to attention to literally every detail. She felt a hungry pulse between her legs at the sound and her hips automatically rocked just a little, pushing back against him softly. It took every ounce of control in her to not take his hand in hers and move it where she wanted but she resisted. Just a little more and she thought she might be able to get him to lower his defenses just enough to enjoy this unforgettable experience with her.
She exhaled a soft sigh, one that could be interpreted as still a gentle sleep sound but no one could sleep with the way her heart was pounding right now.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Sept 17, 2024 16:09:54 GMT
He knew better than to let this darker side of his curiosity and thinking win. But she was so very soft and smooth and his cock wasn’t going to let him just fall asleep without some attention. When her hips shifted back against him, Elijah couldn’t help shifting to face her better, though he was careful not to let his cock brush against her.
She looked so beautiful, laying there naked in his bed.
It was so very wrong. The way his eyes took in the site of her and the way his hand now traced gently along her upper thigh.
What am I doing?
He paused at her little sigh, and bit his bottom lip. He should get out of the bed right now…
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Sept 17, 2024 16:25:48 GMT
He was so close, at least he was facing her more now, though he still wasn't cuddled up around her like she wanted. She wanted to feel how hard he was against her bare backside. But after making his adjustment in position he continued to trace his hand along her skin. Mmmm, it felt so so nice. If she wasn't so worked up, it could have been comforting enough to actually lull her to sleep. Yet she knew there was no chance of her falling asleep right now.
She just enjoyed the feel of his touch for a little bit and then made a soft sleepy sound as she adjusted herself, pushing herself closer to his body heat but not quite making contact with their bodies. As much as she wanted to, she was trying not to scare him off prematurely. As she adjusted she moved her hand and took his and pulled it around her body as if in her sleepy state she imagined it as a blanket or a stuffy. She pulled his arm up against her chest, his palm fully around her breast as she held him there like a little stuffed animal and sighed contently and sleepily again with a little wiggle of her ass as she settled.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Sept 17, 2024 18:34:32 GMT
Elijah’s heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst from his chest when she grabbed his hand and pulled it around her, placing it against her breast. He froze, paralyzed by the sudden intimacy of the moment, feeling the softness of her flesh beneath his palm. His body tensed, and his mind screamed at him to pull away, to stop this before it went too far. But then she let out that content, sleepy sigh, her little wiggle pressing her even closer to him, and all rational thought fled.
God, what am I doing
The warmth of her body, the way she held his hand against her breast as if it were the most natural thing in the world, overwhelmed him. She wasn’t pulling away. She wasn’t asleep—he knew that now. And yet, he couldn’t bring himself to stop. His fingers twitched against her, his breathing shallow and uneven. He could feel how hard he was, the ache almost unbearable now as his body responded to the closeness, the contact.
He should’ve pulled his hand away, should’ve moved back before this crossed a line that couldn’t be uncrossed. But instead, he found himself holding her tighter, his thumb brushing lightly over her breast as his desire warred with his guilt. His heart raced, every fiber of his being aware of how wrong this was, but the temptation was too strong.
His hand was a little shaky as he gently pinched her nipple, his aching cock pressing against her ass and making his breath catch slightly in his chest, he couldn’t stop himself from flexing his hip forward, the feel of her soft ass against his hard erection was almost unbearable.