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777412 No. 777412 ID: 65a774

Space… the final frontier… an endless ocean of endless possibilities… or so you thought.
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No. 791385 ID: 350a50

>>791378
THOSE sound patronizing and insincere.
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No. 791389 ID: 72ed6b

>>791231
> Both of you are already eating the food… though rather slowly… maybe you should speed things up?

No, no need to speed things up. It just wasn't clear how far into the main course you were.

> Let’s finish the main course first. There’s no rush, is there?

No rush at all.
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No. 791417 ID: 8cb228

>>791378
Those aren't good either. The whole set of phrases have problems. Best leave it unsaid.
>>791385
This.
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No. 791451 ID: 65a774
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791451

>Oh, out in public where anyone could see or hear, sure. And I'm sure you could never get away with it in a society with senses as sharp as yours.
She wriggle in your grasp, seeming trying to somehow escape it without making the snuggling you’re giving her stop.
“W-which is exactly why I don’t… d-don’t partake in such unlady like behavior… not since I got that warning twenty years-I M-MEAN, No… I… don’t do anything like that… *cough*…”
>But in a private club, with a wild milieu of adults...if two beings wanted to get a little bit intimate in a booth, or in one of those piles of soft pillows, who's to say what they might be doing? Surely people get cuddly all the time...at least as far as anyone can tell above the table or the pillows. And if anyone heard anything over the sounds of the club, well, surely they'd never think someone was doing anything intimate where anyone walking by could overhear them.
The blush on her snout is growing bigger after each word you speak, soon enough half her face is beaming purple…
“I-I c-can’t… not in… m-my… b-but… I’ve n-never… not… *ah* GAH! Not in m-my club! No one is… d-doing… that? Are t-they?”
>And of course, at any time someone might come up to the table to ask if you wanted anything, and you might have to stop what you're doing to compose yourself and answer...or perhaps try to compose yourself without stopping.
She brings up her forelegs in a vain attempt to hide behind them.
“Ngg… VicK… d-dammit… stop this…”
>But then, if you can compose yourself that easily, surely your partner wouldn't be doing their job. You'd never know if a sudden bit of stimulation might make you jump a little, and your voice might waver a little, and they'd know exactly what you were doing. And even then, maybe they'd just wink and let you carry on, sharing in the thrill of knowing just what you were getting away with right in front of everyone, silently cheering you on for doing something they'd never dare to do themselves...
She twist and turns as you hold her, her legs kicking you in the back as they try to gain enough of a foothold to jump away. Even her tail start to behave erratically.
“S-stop it! VicK!”

>Sorry, Madame. Seeing that flawless composure of yours' crack a little tickled a mischievous part of me. I'll hold back if it truly makes you uncomfortable.
“I-I’m not… uncomfortable… I’m j-just… dammit, VicK, I’m the one who is supposed to tease you, not the other way around. Damn cherry, I didn’t think you would… could… *Ah* …J-just… give me a moment to catch my breath again…”
>Tell her you'll continue that topic after dinner, then.
“Y-yes, we… we need to finish our dinner, dear… it starting to get a bit cold…”

You turn on the recorder again, as the private moment has passed…

>Ask her what her favorite food is.
She make a point to overdramatize the motion of her cutting off the last piece of her meal before gesturing towards it.
“This is a [Translation not found], grown on one of the best insect farms in [Translation not found] on my home planet. It has been feed [Translation not found] and [Translation not found] to ensure the meat is as tender and succulent as possible. One of these probably cost more than your apartment rent, but it is worth it. While I can’t claim I have only one favorite, this is among the top. *Chew* mmm… oh, and no need to rush on your part. The dessert can wait… we have all night after all.”
>Talk about human foods with her! Stuff like pasta, cakes, curry, hamburgers, sausage, snack foods...
“I think we got pasta… or something like it… and cakes… and these hamburgers and sausages, but made from a different animal. But this curry thing did sound interesting… hmm… actually, speaking of food… what is your favorite meal?”
>…well, I always did-
“And as revenge for earlier. What, exactly, are your… mmm… intentions for tonight, hmm? How exactly do you want to have this night with little old me end, hmhm? You don’t happen to have some… mmm… ulterior motives with coming to my dinner invitation? Maybe you’re here to… mmm… take advantage of innocent little me and my hospitality, hmm?”
>Err…
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No. 791468 ID: b15da4

"Yep! I'd like this night to end with me... how did you put it, 'popping my cherry in your arse'?"
No sense hiding that from the camera, they ought to know their tool in the field is untested, if they couldn't just pull up those records anyway.
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No. 791469 ID: 83671e

Of course I have some ulterior motives! You are the most sensual, elegant, gorgeous woman I've ever met. I would want to do so many things in bed with you tonight, that by the end, neither of us can tell which way is up!
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No. 791470 ID: 83671e

My favorite food is chicken tikka masala. It is a savory fowl-meat dish on a bed of a starchy grain where the meat us marinated in yogurt and spices and served in a vegetable based creamy sauce.
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No. 791481 ID: 49b2e2

You've caught me. My intentions are to tease you all night, eat up your expensive food, and then start acting prudish before I walk out.
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No. 791494 ID: 398fe1

>>791451
Tell her you would very much like to give her the pleasure of ruining the double meaning of your last name, if she's up to it.
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No. 791506 ID: 836393

Madam, you wound me. To think you would believe me to be the type of cad who takes advantage of the innocent. We both know you are a cunning temptress far from innocence, and I imagine we would get into some not so innocent dealings together.
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No. 791514 ID: 70983e

I believe this dinner is the beginning of a beautiful, hm, friendship, yes. One I'd be very interested in taking even further beyond.
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No. 791516 ID: 4854ef

Wow that's a full face blush going on..
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No. 791548 ID: 72ed6b

>>791451
> You turn on the recorder again, as the private moment has passed…

When did you turn it off? Didn't see that noted anywhere.

>>791451
> “I think we got pasta… or something like it… and cakes… and these hamburgers and sausages, but made from a different animal. But this curry thing did sound interesting… hmm… actually, speaking of food… what is your favorite meal?”

"Favorite meal, or favorite food?"

For a favorite meal, go with >>791470. We'll have to offer to find or make a good curry some time, since she hasn't had one, though tracking down the right spices will be a challenge.

For a favorite food, though, it'd be hard to beat chocolate.
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No. 791568 ID: 72ed6b

>>791451
> “And as revenge for earlier. What, exactly, are your… mmm… intentions for tonight, hmm? How exactly do you want to have this night with little old me end, hmhm? You don’t happen to have some… mmm… ulterior motives with coming to my dinner invitation? Maybe you’re here to… mmm… take advantage of innocent little me and my hospitality, hmm?”

Don't give a blunt or crude answer, but be honest, and answer without being embarrassed by it. (Though you could be a bit coy to start with; after all, the traditional ending of a good meal would be a good dessert, and that crack about being "innocent" deserves a good tease in response as well.)


"You're a a beautiful, elegant, and delightfully nuanced woman, who can jump between refined and provocative on a moment's notice; I'd like whatever dream I'm in to continue, and the only thing stopping me from expecting to wake up at any moment is that I don't think my imagination is quite capable enough to have come up with you. I'm thoroughly enjoying spending time with you, and I'd love to become closer friends. To say that more clearly, since the translator can't manage all the nuanced types of relationships you listed earlier: I'd enjoy having a friend who likes speaking so openly and enjoying life so deeply, experiencing new things together, and giving and taking a bit of flirting and teasing here and there. And yes, if you're not opposed to the idea, I'd enjoy doing more than just teasing.

But I don't have any 'ulterior motives'; I'd like to think I have fairly straightforward ones. You're a lot of fun to spend time with, no matter how you'd like to spend that time."


It is funny, though, that we're in almost the opposite situation from the stereotypical person with "ulterior motives". Rather than someone going through the motions of spending time with someone in the hopes of getting laid, we're instead spending a wonderful time with someone who happily enjoys the concept of "friends with benefits", but who reacted to the word "date" much like someone might otherwise react if propositioned for sex. Perhaps expressing romantic interest is something one doesn't do until the third friend-outing?

(If there's some way to bemusedly make that observation, go for it.)
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No. 791570 ID: 350a50

>favorite food
Pizza. The magical disc-shaped catch-all food that can be anything you want.

>ulterior motives
We've been over this, Zal. There's nothing ulterior about my motives. I went out to 'pop my cherry', but I'm not going to take advantage of anyone, anywhere.
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No. 791573 ID: e97f18

>>791570
It seems a little presumptuous to use the phrase "taking advantage". The sentiment is appropriate, but if anything she'd be "taking advantage" of innocent little us.

>>791568
This. And then turn the question around on her, and ask about her motives for inviting us. Not something that happens every day. Or millennium.
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No. 791575 ID: 350a50

>>791573
She used the phrase first.
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No. 791576 ID: e97f18

>>791575
You're right, I missed that. In that case, go for it; it's a good way of turning the phrase around on her.
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No. 791593 ID: 72ed6b

>>778950
Did anyone successfully decode this one? There aren't multiple samples of it, so trying to decode it purely as a substitution-cipher would be a challenge. I'm trying to find the font for it...
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No. 791689 ID: 804a8c

>>791481
+1
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No. 791714 ID: 65a774
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791714

>Did anyone successfully decode this one?
Geez, if I knew people would be this determined to decode those things I would have written something that’s actually worth decoding… If you read the other decoded messages you already have a good idea what that one is saying…
>When did you turn the camera off? Didn't see that noted anywhere.
You turned it off when you started talking about kinks, you think?


>My favorite food is chicken tikka masala. It is a savory fowl-meat dish on a bed of a starchy grain where the meat us marinated in yogurt and spices and served in a vegetable based creamy sauce.
“…yogurt? Is that like… Gogurt the Gartag makes? But it does sound interesting... with that… mmm… creamy sauce… hmhm…”
>You've caught me. My intentions are to tease you all night, eat up your expensive food, and then start acting prudish before I walk out.
“… … …you know, if that was actually true it would have been the most interesting thing that had happen to me in years. Sadly, you heart does not lie, VicK. It’s clear you’re here for more than just that, hmhm…”

>Madam, you wound me. To think you would believe me to be the type of cad who takes advantage of the innocent. We both know you are a cunning temptress far from innocence, and I imagine we would get into some not so innocent dealings together.
“Hmhm… why, VicK, are you calling me a liar? ‘A cunning temptress’, hmm? Why, I’ve never heard something so… so… mmm… harsh before, hmhm. I do hope you’re not trying to hurt little old me with those… mmm… tasteless accusations, VicK.”
>You are the most sensual, elegant, gorgeous woman I've ever met.
“Oh, VicK, aren’t you just a charmer, hmm? Hmhm… maybe laying it on a bit… mmm… thick, don’t you think? Though, I can’t fault you for saying the truth, can I?”
> I'd like whatever dream I'm in to continue, and the only thing stopping me from expecting to wake up at any moment is that I don't think my imagination is quite capable enough to have come up with you.
“Oh, that’s a new one, actually. First time I’ve actually beaten the girl of someone’s dream instead of being one. Hmhm…”

>I believe this dinner is the beginning of a beautiful, hm, friendship, yes. One I'd be very interested in taking even further beyond.
“My questions still stands, though… how far do you want to take our… mmm… friendship? …at least… tonight?”
>I'd enjoy having a friend who likes speaking so openly and enjoying life so deeply, experiencing new things together, and giving and taking a bit of flirting and teasing here and there.
“I’ve enjoyed my time with you as well, VicK… you are more interesting than you give yourself credit for…”
>But I don't have any 'ulterior motives'; I'd like to think I have fairly straightforward ones. You're a lot of fun to spend time with, no matter how you'd like to spend that time.
“Still… how do you want to spend the time we have, hmm?”
>And yes, if you're not opposed to the idea, I'd enjoy doing more than just teasing.
“Hmhm… and what, exactly, is more than just teasing, hmm? I want some… mmm… details, VicK… and not just more teasing, hmhm…”

>Tell her you would very much like to give her the pleasure of ruining the double meaning of your last name, if she's up to it.
“Hmhm… really? Is that what you desire? …hmm… question is, is it really what you deserve? What you actually want? Your first time with an old lady five times your age, hmm?”
>I would want to do so many things in bed with you tonight, that by the end, neither of us can tell which way is up!
“*Snrk* Really, VicK? You really think you can do that? To me? Hmhm… not to be mean but… you do understand how many men before you I’ve been with? And how much experience and skill some of them had? Hmhm… no, I don’t think you have it in you for something like that, Hmhm…”
>I'd like this night to end with me... how did you put it, 'popping my cherry in your arse'?
“Oh? So that’s how you want this quest of yours to end? In my… mmm… derriere? Are you sure about that? Wouldn’t you rather have your first time in the proper place? …or in my maw? I’ve had so many boys like you simply melt just by using my tongue, you know… Still… I have to ask… is this really what you want? Your first time is supposed to be special, no? Not some one-time thing with an old lady…”
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No. 791719 ID: 0555b9

Does it have to be one-time, Zalia?

>Wouldn’t you rather have your first time in the proper place?
About that... We weren't entirely sure there was a difference, with um, reptilians.
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No. 791720 ID: 5e291a

Look, you're incredible. And no, I don't know precisely which place I'd like most. Or what normal things I like. Or what kinky things I like. Which means it's important to try as many things as possible, of course!

And who says anything about a one time thing? I hope to have a long-term, emotionally and physically intimate friendship with you, if possible!
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No. 791721 ID: 91ee5f

>>791714
>Your first time is supposed to be special, no? Not some one-time thing with an old lady…
"What? Are you saying you're not special? Don't be so hard on yourself, Zalia. I think you're special!"
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No. 791726 ID: 8d4593

Perhaps you're right on the derrierre thing. Doesn't seem proper for a first time.
But what's this about you being old and not special? Your age only adds layers of intrigue to your already winning personality. And why wouldn't it be special for my first time to be with you? You are an all around lovely person and I cant see how any first involving you wouldn't make an equally lovely memory.

And would it really be a one night thing? I mean sure I must have seemed rather one track this evening but I do find you interesting, engaging, and fun to cuddle. Honestly wouldn't mind spending another evening with you after this multiple decades long primal urge has been taken care of one way or another. Perhaps 'll be a better conversationalist then.
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No. 791728 ID: fee32f

> You really think you can do that? To me?
I'd like to. Don't know how successful I'll be. Maybe if I do something to drive you properly wild, find a really improper place- like up against a window... or on recording, to thrill you.

But alright, In human cultures it's usually the ladies who give consent, so you choose; if you think I ought to get some experience under my belt to show you a proper good time, or- we can make some memories that you, I and the embassy will never forget, tonight. Either way, I promise you this won't be where we end.
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No. 791754 ID: bcb5a9

>>791714
You only want it to be a one time thing?
How disappointing, I thought I might be a little more a passing ship in the sea.

Let's see how it handles that idiom
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No. 791768 ID: 398fe1

>>791714
Old lady? She said herself, she's an adult in her prime. So are you. She may have more knowledge and experience both sexual and practical, but that just means she's learned. That's something to look up to! So tell her that. The raw numbers mean little when you're different species.
>one time thing
Aw, does it have to be? Wait, she's teasing you, isn't she.
Also, yeah, she gets to choose how you do the deed, but she also has a point, you might prefer your first time to involve the proper hole. You could note that blowjobs are not considered to be uh, virginity-taking in human culture. First base is kissing, second base is heavy petting, third base is oral, fourth base/home run is "all the way". What's the final base in her culture?
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No. 791771 ID: 5e291a

Aw, I totally thought yogurt would translate. What's the generic term for 'an animal's milk, sweetened and thickened with bacteria'.
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No. 791863 ID: 72ed6b

>>791714
> “*Snrk* Really, VicK? You really think you can do that? To me? Hmhm… not to be mean but… you do understand how many men before you I’ve been with? And how much experience and skill some of them had? Hmhm… no, I don’t think you have it in you for something like that, Hmhm…”

Get a not-so-serious look on your face; make sure you come across as playful, not arrogant. "You didn't think I could tease you, either. Perhaps I can fire up your imagination, when my mouth isn't otherwise occupied. I don't suppose you have a window overlooking the club? Dark enough no one can see clearly through it, but enough to leave a silhouette? Perhaps someone might think it merely a trick of the light, but at least someone down there might know whose window it is...

I might be able to surprise you, or I might not, but I'd love to try; I'd be happy as long as you have a good time. And there are some advantages to youth; I'd love to take all evening, and morning, in the attempt."

Making the assumption here that you're still young enough for that to be plausible. You'll have a little help from that bottle in your bag, you're young enough to manage more than one go in a session, and in-between, remember that you have hands, fingers, and a tongue. Don't be so arrogant as to think you'll be the best she's ever had, but you should manage to make a good showing with enough care.

> Are you sure about that? Wouldn’t you rather have your first time in the proper place?

"First time, sure, but there's always the second or third."

> or in my maw? I’ve had so many boys like you simply melt just by using my tongue, you know

"Perhaps one day, but I'd rather spend time doing something more pleasurable to you."

Remember that if all goes well, you hope to have a long and lasting "close friendship"; you don't have to get every experience the first time. Focus on making a good showing for your first experience, and on ensuring that you're not the only one enjoying yourself.

> Still… I have to ask… is this really what you want? Your first time is supposed to be special, no? Not some one-time thing with an old lady…”

"I think you do yourself a grave disservice, Zalia, if you believe it would not be special. I would think that sex should be as much about who you're with as what you're doing. And on that basis alone, I think it'd be more than special; it'd be extraordinary.

As for a 'one-time thing', I can honestly say that I was not looking for a one-night stand when I came to dinner. I'd hoped to find someone special, whether a 'close friend' or something more, and I found someone special beyond my wildest dreams. If we were to make love once and never see each other again, it'd be a memory to treasure for a lifetime, but I'd rather treasure you for as long as you'll have me."
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No. 791864 ID: 72ed6b

>>791768
> First base is kissing, second base is heavy petting, third base is oral, fourth base/home run is "all the way". What's the final base in her culture?

Considering her comment earlier that was roughly translated as "Nth base where N is roughly 4/3", it'd be interesting to ask; she does seem to enjoy the subject.

Also, I've generally heard second base described as "above the waist" and third as "below the waist", whether using fingers or mouths. Though "above the waist" doesn't seem to apply here.
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No. 791865 ID: 72ed6b

>>791719
> About that... We weren't entirely sure there was a difference, with um, reptilians.

Leave that out. We'll hopefully have the opportunity to learn, later.
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No. 791871 ID: e97f18

> “Hmhm… and what, exactly, is more than just teasing, hmm? I want some… mmm… details, VicK… and not just more teasing, hmhm…”

Give her details, then; she did ask. In addition to the idea about a window overlooking the club, which sounds good;

Tell her that you'd like to try teasing her again, and bringing her right to the edge, to see if she'd get off from the lightest caress after that. Tell her you'd like to learn everything she's willing to share about her body and what she enjoys. You'd like to try making love to her with her tail wrapped around your waist and legs. You'd like to try stimulating her with your mouth alone, and learning how best to do that. You'd like to know more about the art of tail pulling. And you'd like to kiss every single part of her body and see what's the most sensitive.
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No. 791875 ID: e97f18

>>791871
She does seem to enjoy talking about it, to the point of being stimulated by words alone.

Give her a long list of potential activities, most of them focused on her. You're going to enjoy the evening no matter what, but I think she'd be pleasantly surprised to hear suggestions that focus on her rather than on what you've done without for your many years.
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No. 791932 ID: a409d4

>>791863
This.
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No. 791933 ID: a409d4

>>791871
>>791875
Yes, do spell out the details like this.
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No. 791946 ID: b15da4

>>791865
That opportunity is about to come up, so we'd best get educated.
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No. 792356 ID: 65a774
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792356

>I can honestly say that I was not looking for a one-night stand when I came to dinner. I'd hoped to find someone special, whether a 'close friend' or something more, and I found someone special beyond my wildest dreams.
“I’m happy at least someone found the… mmm… jackpot last night, hmhm… I’m sure some of the girls you’ve met are thinking the same…”
>If we were to make love once and never see each other again, it'd be a memory to treasure for a lifetime, but I'd rather treasure you for as long as you'll have me.
“Sadly, nothing last forever, VicK… in the end… memories is all we have… especially when it comes to moments like the first time. Can’t just throw something like that away on a derriere the first chance you get, hmm? Though, I can be wrong about this… my culture doesn’t really make a big deal about the first time, but I know a lot of Xeno culture does…”

>About that... We weren't entirely sure there was a difference, with um, reptilians.
“Why, VicK, you haven’t done your homework, hmm? Then let me tell you… there are three places you can put it… I’m sure you can work it out from there.”
>Yeah, she gets to choose how you do the deed, but she also has a point, you might prefer your first time to involve the proper hole.
“Hmhm… you’re really going to let me choose something like that? Isn’t this more for you than me, hmm?”
>You could note that blowjobs are not considered to be uh, virginity-taking in human culture.
“Really? Why, isn’t your kind faithful to the details, hmm? For us… just being with another person in… mmm… that way is enough… be it with the mouth… hands… feet… tail… or the more… mmm… proper places… it’s all good.”
>First base is kissing, second base is heavy petting, third base is oral, fourth base/home run is "all the way". What's the final base in her culture?
“To proclaim yourself eternally bound to your partner with Unity of love ritual? Or is it getting kids? I mean, sex is just another step on the way, after all.”

She leans up towards you, placing her arms around your neck as she does so…

>Are you saying you're not special? Don't be so hard on yourself, Zalia. I think you're special!
“Oh, please, I know I’m special… we all are… it’s more of a question… are we special?”
>I would think that sex should be as much about who you're with as what you're doing.
“Indeed… but there’s the thing. If I may be completely honest, I’m more intrigue by all this teasing and going back and forth than the… end goal, so to speak. It’s just… the last few years I’ve had trouble getting really fired up about it… it’s gotten just so… dull, hmm? And I don’t want your first experience be with someone you can’t really please. Your first experience should be with someone that’s equally into it as you are, no?”

You can feel her tongue starting to drag itself slowly over the side of your neck…

>You didn't think I could tease you, either.
“True… but teasing is still a bit fun…”
>Perhaps I can fire up your imagination, when my mouth isn't otherwise occupied. I don't suppose you have a window overlooking the club? Dark enough no one can see clearly through it, but enough to leave a silhouette?
Her lapping of your neck seems to intensify when you mention the window…
“…I do have a several large windows overlooking the main hall, yes… and a balcony… what are you thinking, hmm?”
>Maybe if I do something to drive you properly wild, find a really improper place- like up against a windo-gnnt... or on recording, to thrill you…
Her fangs bruise your skin when you mention the window again, as she starts nibbling on the side of your cheek. You can feel her tail going wild behind you, at times hitting the chair you’re sitting in with its flailing.
“…”
>Tell her that you'd like to try teasing her again, and bringing her right to the edge, to see if she'd get off from the lightest caress after that.
“Hmhm… y-you… y-y-you really t-think you can do that to me? Bring me to the edge, hmm? I’ve been with people way more experienced than you that have failed… hmhm…”
>You'd like to try making love to her with her tail wrapped around your waist and legs. You'd like to try stimulating her with your mouth alone, and learning how best to do that. You'd like to know more about the art of tail pulling. And you'd like to kiss every single part of her body and see what's the most sensitive.
“I don’t think you can manage to do all that on your first time, VicK…”
>First time, sure, but there's always the second or third.
“Second? Third? Hmhm… you really do sound like a first timer, VicK… so… confident… so sure about what they can do… I think you’re in over your head with promises like that… hmhm…”

“…speaking of promises… there is something that I… I want you to have… and to… mmm… experience… if you wouldn’t mind? You won’t mind leaving the dessert for later so I can… mmm… make you experience something special, hmm?”

Once again, she slowly drags her tongue across the side of your neck…

“Something we should do somewhere a bit more… private?”
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No. 792374 ID: 225aa6

"Color me intrigued." turn off the recording and ask if she wants you to close your eyes for this surprise.
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No. 792378 ID: fee32f

Sounds lovely. Should it remain between us?

I think this surprise might not be a sexual one, so don't get too excited.
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No. 792381 ID: 70983e

Private? And here you've been talking up exhibitionism all night. Okay. 'Private' it is.
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No. 792385 ID: d42956

>>792356
>“Oh, please, I know I’m special… we all are… it’s more of a question… are we special?”

"I very much hope so."

>“Indeed… but there’s the thing. If I may be completely honest, I’m more intrigue by all this teasing and going back and forth than the… end goal, so to speak. It’s just… the last few years I’ve had trouble getting really fired up about it… it’s gotten just so… dull, hmm? And I don’t want your first experience be with someone you can’t really please. Your first experience should be with someone that’s equally into it as you are, no?”

Focus on this.

"If it's been years since you can find excitement and thrill from the act, then I do believe I'm not the only one with a problem that needs solving. And yours seems no less important than mine, for you know exactly what you're missing but with no idea how to get it back. I can see now why you pressed so hard for details, if speaking of the details is the only thing you find motivating anymore."

>>Tell her that you'd like to try teasing her again, and bringing her right to the edge, to see if she'd get off from the lightest caress after that.
>“Hmhm… y-you… y-y-you really t-think you can do that to me? Bring me to the edge, hmm? I’ve been with people way more experienced than you that have failed… hmhm…”

"In all honesty, I consider myself lucky that the one area you need most is one in which physical performance or experience may be the least required. I might not be able to keep up on skill, but words are something I may yet manage with, judging by your reactions earlier. Just how much further might that blush have extended, had I continued? You seemed to have more than enough verve at the time, scrambling to throw yourself from me yet not quite bringing yourself to flinch too far.

I do believe I've found myself a singular goal and focus for the evening, then, and a realistic if challenging one at that: to either return to you a zest for pleasure again, or to make a sufficiently strong effort as to give you hope that such a thing might be possible in time, and thus earn the opportunity to try once more in the future."

> there is something that I… I want you to have… and to… mmm… experience… if you wouldn’t mind? You won’t mind leaving the dessert for later so I can… mmm… make you experience something special, hmm?”

> Once again, she slowly drags her tongue across the side of your neck…

How sure are you, based on what must surely have been much private experimentation, that you could manage to continue afterward and not collapse in exhaustion if she does this?

> “Something we should do somewhere a bit more… private?”

"Private? You must think me either prudish or oblivious if I've so badly ignored you thus far. I would be more than happy to enjoy whatever you have to offer, but perhaps somewhere a bit more...enjoyable for you as well."

Specifically:

> Her lapping of your neck seems to intensify when you mention the window…
> “…I do have a several large windows overlooking the main hall, yes… and a balcony… what are you thinking, hmm?”

Stand up, and gesture for her to lead the way there. Make sure the lights are at the right level, where you can still see her but the window will mostly acts as a one-way mirror. And this time, keep the teasing going as long as you can manage. Spread it out, let it last, keep it going, and let your hands wander only when you reach the most opportune moment.

"I am thinking that your club needs a new regular, unofficial attraction for its guests. A set of windows visible from the main hall, in view of hundreds of guests, through which a wandering eye might on occasion start to glimpse a suggestive shadow. Nothing definitive, but enough to start rumors and whispers.

Soon, others might cast a careful look, skeptical but not quite enough to ignore it. Those unlucky enough to see nothing may dismiss it, while those lucky enough to see something may fuel the fires of imagination. They might say that on occasion, you can make out a serpentine figure, and a second shadow that blends into the first.

They might hint, as much from fervent hope as second-hand truth, that on a truly lucky night the lights are slightly higher, enough to give an occasional glimpse of skin, in two different tones. Just enough that the mind completes the picture in whatever way the observer might hope. Perhaps on occasion, once in a blue moon, the balcony door stays open just a crack, where a careful or sensitive ear might pick up the slightest noise over the thumping of the club: a rhythmic, moist sound; a faint skritching; the occasional moan; even a hint of a syllable from a name, stoking the fantasies of any who might imagine it part of their own.

Someone might take those fantasies home with them. Or, just think, someone might get so carried away in those fantasies that they cannot hold it in, and they retire to a restroom, or to a quiet booth in the corner. Perhaps alone, or perhaps to cuddle with a partner that has seen the same sights and heard the same sounds they have. A few of those might even know whose window this is, and build a clearer scene in their minds, almost as if they were standing...right there...watching.

And they might one day say that, on nights when a show on the main club stage occupies the undivided attention of most, when the hot spotlights all point that way, and loud sounds and smells consume the senses, that someone in the back who let their attention wander might notice figures moving on the outside of the dark balcony, out of the spotlight and contrast. As they shake those they brought with them, who reluctantly turn away from the stage, the figures begin to shift, and the motion becomes, for a moment, unmistakable for anything else. The shape of a head, moving from low on a serpentine form to meet in a kiss, both shadows meeting at the waist, and beginning to move against each other, dancing the oldest dance in the universe.

The small group, shocked, transfixed, murmurs to themselves a bit in disbelief. The figures accelerate, as a few more in that part of the crowd wonder what their neighbors are looking at and why they've lost interest in the show. One member of the band notices a dozen members of the crowd not looking their way, and smiles, knowing exactly what has captivated them and not resenting it in the slightest. She looks out over the crowd and winks, and the crowd swoons thinking it is for them, but you know exactly who it was aimed at. And she begins to play her part all the more energetically, knowing what's to come.

And as the band reaches its crescendo, a wave of sound radiating through the room that you can feel resonating through your very bones, the two shadows fully merge into one, leaving no gap between them, and many in that crowd will swear for the rest of their lives that they could hear a harmony of two moans abruptly cut off into wordlessness, and a few could just barely hear a voice calling out at the height of pleasure, rapturously calling out a name that none would have dared to presume, a name forever associated in their minds with that moment...

Zalia.

But before any more who heard can turn around, the figures have vanished, leaving many wondering how much was real and how much was their fevered imagination, but certain that they will be returning to many more shows. And they dare not tell their friends of this most definitive detail, for no one who had not seen it for themselves would ever believe them. But they'll return time and again in the hopes that they might see and hear it again, and hoping beyond hope that someone with them will hear as well, that they can share the experience and know it did not occur merely inside their own mind. And meanwhile, a precious few might dare to replicate a mere shadow of the experience themselves, and surely if the name they heard was real, then this club would be the one place they could try it. And so the next time you go through your club, when you see a couple or a trio cuddling close amidst a pile of pillows, and you happen to catch their eye, you might wonder just what they're doing, and give them a wink, and and at the very sight of the one who unknowingly encouraged them, you might see them both shudder and take on the unmistakable look of release, fueled not only by their partner but by their own mind comparing the sensual form in front of them with the figure of legend from the unforgettable balcony."


"... That, Madame, is what I was thinking."
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No. 792387 ID: 398fe1

>>792385
Yikes. When your suggestion is longer than the update maybe you need to calm down a little, huh?

>>792356
Yes, lets. Recording time is over, unless she's signed the other paperwork.
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No. 792388 ID: fe0956

>>792378
This. Though even if it is, that doesn't mean you can't take the opportunity for some teasing, as she does seem most interested in the dual-meaning of intercourse.
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No. 792391 ID: fe0956

>>792387
> Yikes. When your suggestion is longer than the update maybe you need to calm down a little, huh?

The last such suggestion worked out so well. And if there was any hope whatsoever that teasing alone would be enough, or that Vic was to have enough of a way with words (if nothing else) to get her out of her funk, then there would have to be enough material for him to go on. I imagined how long that might take, judging by what it took to just get her blushing, and ran with it. Zalia's right that we shouldn't have unrealistic expectations for a first time, so focusing on the one thing proven to turn her on seemed appropriate.

> Yes, lets. Recording time is over, unless she's signed the other paperwork.

Good point. Though remember that we'd also agreed with her that we would give her the recording to do with as she wished, so she can always make that decision afterward if she wants.
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No. 792392 ID: 65a774
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792392

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>>792385
Now I kind of feel bad for putting this thing on hold for a while… that was one hell of a post…
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No. 792394 ID: 70983e

>>792391
No, just stop. Kaktus updates are long enough without walls of even more text to respond to.
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No. 792402 ID: fe0956

>>792392
> https://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/src/149106754020.png

Translation: "Buy now or you'll regret it! We know where your letter box lives!"

"Oreorder now and get the Far tag DLC, containing T'ch'kaq the bartender, for free(1)!

free means it will cost 10 dollars."


>Now I kind of feel bad for putting this thing on hold for a while… that was one hell of a post…

Thank you. And that's OK, it'll be here when you return.
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No. 792405 ID: e97f18

>>792385
Wow. I hope that gets put to good use turning Zalia on, because she's not the only one.
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No. 792411 ID: 72ed6b

>>792392
> Please give us all your money on Kickstarter today!

You joke, and I do hope this whole post is an April Fool's gag, but do you have a Patreon or similar? This is really well done.
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