"Just put it in your mouth." (Roleplay Challenge)
Jun 9, 2021 2:10:09 GMT -5
Marcus Welsh, King Incredible, and 1 more like this
Post by Mack O'Connor on Jun 9, 2021 2:10:09 GMT -5
Oh…. Oh my Gosh, Mack…
Keep… Keep going… Just keep going.
They both moan.
Its… Its so big…
Fuck yeah, it is…
Juicy, wet noises begin to intensify.
I… I… I don’t know how much more I can take…
Just take it. Keep taking it, Alice. Fuckin’ take it.
They both moan in unison.
Oh… Oh, Alice… I’m almost there…
Me too… Me too…
Just put it in your mouth… Do it…
Mmm hmm…
Fuck, Alice…
Mack lets out a loud moan as Alice’s mouth fills up, the sticky liquid squirting across her lips. She swallows, licks the substance from her lips, then swallows again.
Oh, that was so good.
I agree. So worth it.
I have to give it to you, Mack… You cook the best hot dogs I’ve ever tasted.
I told you so. And I have to hand it to you… This mustard is amazing. You still got a little right there
Mack points to the corner of her lips, where a little bit of mustard still remains. Alice quickly wipes it away with a napkin.
The two sit in a food court at Los Angeles International Airport. They both begin to wipe their hands with napkins.
How did you manage to sneak your own hot dogs in here?
Old trick I learned.
Okay… And why are we here again?
I need to talk to an old associate of mine.
Who?
Ever heard of Lea Dong?
Does that mean “The penis” in French?
What?
Or maybe… Le Penise.
No, no… Lea Dong is the name of a woman. An Asian woman. She’s at the top of a big Asian crime organization.
Which one?
One of the ones that originated in Asia.
Alice nods.
Got it. So why do we need to talk to her?
“We” aren’t going to talk to her. I am going to talk to her.
Then why did you bring me along?
Because I needed back up. Some extra muscle.
You could have called anyone.
Like who?
Vargas? Grenier? PerZag? Rhodes?
Rhodes?!
Alice giggles.
No. None of them were available. Not that I’d call them anyway. Grenier is probably high, Vargas is probably at a Q Convention, and PerZag is probably riding a kangaroo.
And Rhodes?
He lets out a sigh.
Probably sucking her own dick.
Alice bends her back a little, leaning forward at the same time.
I always wondered if that was possible.
If you’re flexible enough.
Have you tried?
What? No, of course not… Look, Lea Dong is getting off a plane any minute now. And I need to talk to her about a little situation we got going on in OCW right now.
Wait. OCW is back open? Nice! Way to go, champ!
Well, I’m not really champ anymore.
You’re not? Why?
It’s sort of a long story. Not that long, but long enough where I don’t feel like telling it. You know, with word counts and all.
Of course.
Mack looks out a window and sees Lea Dong stepping off a private plane.
There she is.
Alice looks.
Who is that with her?
A man steps off the plane, walking side by side with Lea Dong. He wears a gray suit, a cowboy hat, and carries a beluga whale stuffed animal. She looks at him as if he’s a deity, and he walks as if he knows he is one.
Oh my fuck.
What? Who is that?
That’s Gregory “The Distinguished” Poblano.
What did you just say?
You heard me right. Poblano is a big player. Weapons, drugs, you name it. If its profitable, he has a hand in it.
What about mustard?
Mack pauses.
I don’t think he has a hand in mustard yet.
What about orange juice? Like, really pulpy orange juice.
Um.. Uh… I don’t think so.
I thought you said he likes profitable business?
Yeah, he does… Look, I don’t know why he’s here. But it must mean he’s up to something. Especially if he’s with Lea Dong.
He looks older.
Yeah, he’s been working the game for a while.
Almost as old as you.
Mack glares at her.
What the fuck?
Don’t get me wrong. You look great for your age.
How old do you think I am?
At least 53.
53? What the fuck… I’m 34.
Alice starts laughing. Mack’s eyes narrow on her. She immediately cuts off her laughter.
You’re really 34?
Yes! I’m fucking 34!
Oh. I guess I shouldn’t have gotten you a cane for your birthday.
It’s not my birthday.
Why did you invite me out then?
I just-… Look, lets go.
What about Poblano? And Dong?
I’ll deal with them when I have more words.
Keep… Keep going… Just keep going.
They both moan.
Its… Its so big…
Fuck yeah, it is…
Juicy, wet noises begin to intensify.
I… I… I don’t know how much more I can take…
Just take it. Keep taking it, Alice. Fuckin’ take it.
They both moan in unison.
Oh… Oh, Alice… I’m almost there…
Me too… Me too…
Just put it in your mouth… Do it…
Mmm hmm…
Fuck, Alice…
Mack lets out a loud moan as Alice’s mouth fills up, the sticky liquid squirting across her lips. She swallows, licks the substance from her lips, then swallows again.
Oh, that was so good.
I agree. So worth it.
I have to give it to you, Mack… You cook the best hot dogs I’ve ever tasted.
I told you so. And I have to hand it to you… This mustard is amazing. You still got a little right there
Mack points to the corner of her lips, where a little bit of mustard still remains. Alice quickly wipes it away with a napkin.
The two sit in a food court at Los Angeles International Airport. They both begin to wipe their hands with napkins.
How did you manage to sneak your own hot dogs in here?
Old trick I learned.
Okay… And why are we here again?
I need to talk to an old associate of mine.
Who?
Ever heard of Lea Dong?
Does that mean “The penis” in French?
What?
Or maybe… Le Penise.
No, no… Lea Dong is the name of a woman. An Asian woman. She’s at the top of a big Asian crime organization.
Which one?
One of the ones that originated in Asia.
Alice nods.
Got it. So why do we need to talk to her?
“We” aren’t going to talk to her. I am going to talk to her.
Then why did you bring me along?
Because I needed back up. Some extra muscle.
You could have called anyone.
Like who?
Vargas? Grenier? PerZag? Rhodes?
Rhodes?!
Alice giggles.
No. None of them were available. Not that I’d call them anyway. Grenier is probably high, Vargas is probably at a Q Convention, and PerZag is probably riding a kangaroo.
And Rhodes?
He lets out a sigh.
Probably sucking her own dick.
Alice bends her back a little, leaning forward at the same time.
I always wondered if that was possible.
If you’re flexible enough.
Have you tried?
What? No, of course not… Look, Lea Dong is getting off a plane any minute now. And I need to talk to her about a little situation we got going on in OCW right now.
Wait. OCW is back open? Nice! Way to go, champ!
Well, I’m not really champ anymore.
You’re not? Why?
It’s sort of a long story. Not that long, but long enough where I don’t feel like telling it. You know, with word counts and all.
Of course.
Mack looks out a window and sees Lea Dong stepping off a private plane.
There she is.
Alice looks.
Who is that with her?
A man steps off the plane, walking side by side with Lea Dong. He wears a gray suit, a cowboy hat, and carries a beluga whale stuffed animal. She looks at him as if he’s a deity, and he walks as if he knows he is one.
Oh my fuck.
What? Who is that?
That’s Gregory “The Distinguished” Poblano.
What did you just say?
You heard me right. Poblano is a big player. Weapons, drugs, you name it. If its profitable, he has a hand in it.
What about mustard?
Mack pauses.
I don’t think he has a hand in mustard yet.
What about orange juice? Like, really pulpy orange juice.
Um.. Uh… I don’t think so.
I thought you said he likes profitable business?
Yeah, he does… Look, I don’t know why he’s here. But it must mean he’s up to something. Especially if he’s with Lea Dong.
He looks older.
Yeah, he’s been working the game for a while.
Almost as old as you.
Mack glares at her.
What the fuck?
Don’t get me wrong. You look great for your age.
How old do you think I am?
At least 53.
53? What the fuck… I’m 34.
Alice starts laughing. Mack’s eyes narrow on her. She immediately cuts off her laughter.
You’re really 34?
Yes! I’m fucking 34!
Oh. I guess I shouldn’t have gotten you a cane for your birthday.
It’s not my birthday.
Why did you invite me out then?
I just-… Look, lets go.
What about Poblano? And Dong?
I’ll deal with them when I have more words.
