Just a minor point, but Butterfly-Flutterby is in the caring and experienced hands of porcupine and BunnyGirl.
Carry on.
The Hottub (Part 2 & 1/2)
*<ts starts to say something else, but is suddenly silent, as a smirking smile flashes across his face>
<a Mermaid can be seen arcing through the water and in one hand, she seems to be trailing a pair of shorts
“Somebody ought to nail her fins to de floor,” think says, in his best Sebastian voice and dives in after her.*
I quite agree snow, someone really should nail me, and the floor seems a good a place to start who knows where we could end up.
:mermaid admires his strong legs–the kind that can only be created by years of running, rugby, cycling and skiing and contemplates how truely godlike he looks with the sun streaming down on his chiseled body and illuminating the treasure trail that ends just at the water level, the ebbing water allowing an occasional glimpse of impeccable grooming:
:she dives underwater and playfully gets his attention before erupting from the water, and landing in his strong arms with her arms around his neck and her face just inches from his. She thinks to herself how inviting his lips look and wonders how they would taste. She lifts her chin ever so slightly as she stares into his eyes, licks her lips and slowly leans closer and closer closer and just before their lips meet she speaks
“whatever shall we do now, I mean what would you like to do because I have a few very delicious ideas and I bet that you’ve never…”
:she whispers in his ear and wicked smile covers his face as she dives back underwater. Soon he feels her touch and he remembers what she had whispered"
“you know, I can stay underwater forever if I want…”
What? Oh, I do apologise miss Flutterby, I thought you’d been left unattended. Oh well, now that I’m here anyway my offer still stands. smiles charmingly and winks at her
looks startled when she is spun around and still looks a little surprised when she is led over to porc and bunny… gives them both a half smiles and turns a bit red not being completely comfy in her skin… smiles slightly at Cumber when he comes up Hey… she looks surreptuously around at all the people I’ve never been to an orgy before…
Neither’ve I… but when I heard you were attending I just had to show up!
Bunny goes and stands in front of her air conditioning.
“Shoot, it’s gettin’ steamy in here!”
Don’t worry Flutterby, come sit by porc and I and we’ll have some girl talk, while we enjoy the view of think and the Mermaid!
Where’s the popcorn?
By the time Sengkelat has reached rayniday’s third button, her eyes have fluttered closed, and she’s gone limp in his arms.
“Hmm…” he says, holding her unresponsive form. Sengkelat lifts her into both arms, carries her out the french doors and onto the deck. He locates a deck chair near the barbecue and lays her divine form in it, head comfortably resting on a folded towel. He lightly touches her cheek with his fingertips, smiles, and straightens up.
“Is that marinated rib eye you’ve got there?” he asks the strangely neglected JavaMaven. “It’s quite selfless of you to cook while everyone else has fun…why don’t you join the party?”
::Fran wanders casually in::
thinks
Me? In an orgy? Why, I couldn’t possibly… could I?
[sub]This is my first time in a thread like this. But don’t feel you have to treat me gently. Really.[/sub]
rayniday’s eyelids flutter open. She notices that somehow she has left the darkness of the bar and has been gently placed on the deck chair. She sits up and takes in her surroundings. Sengkelat is chatting up Javamaven. She also notices Francesca looking a bit lost. She goes over to Fran and drags her over to the barbecue.
Don’t worry sweetie, it’s my first time in one of these, too. Here, come over here with these nice people, they’ll take good care of you. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to…
holler.
peeks in, sneaks a glance in Sengkelat’s direction
Oh, my . . .
::walks in the room, carring a case of chilled champagne in one hand, and dragging a keg of beer with the other…sweat running down his body::
- Sorry, I am late, but, hey, I can’t think of an orgy with no booze!! Would someone be kind enough to fetch the glasses just outside the door, and a few ladies to massage the poor tired dude, please??
sits down by porc and Bunny… conjures a bag of Pickled Cowboy popcorn from nowhere It is getting pretty hot in here… if it heats up anymore I’m gonna have to jump in the pool as well.
Sengkelat notices that rayniday has woken, and is approaching with Francesca in tow. He smiles warmly, and moves to meet them. The heat from the barbecue has dried his bathing trunks, and they no longer cling quite so provocatively to his body. That helps to disguise his growing desire at seeing rayniday’s mostly-unbuttoned blouse parting in the slight breeze. But there is no mistaking when he pulls her to him, their hips pressed tightly together.
Her skin is soft under his broad hands, as his left travels down her back, cupping her firm, rounded rear. Rayniday can feel the muscles rippling in Sengkelat’s back and leans her head forward, onto his shoulder, savoring the feeling of being in his strong arms. His right hand traces the delicate folds of her ear, then caresses the bare skin of her shoulder as her blouse falls away, draping from her upper left arm and along her back, framing her shoulders. Sengkelat’s hand continues down her arm, to where she still holds Francesca’s hand, pulls Francesca’s hand to his mouth and runs his teeth along her palm. He kisses slowly up her forearm, and bites gently at her inner elbow.
Sengkelat looks up, and looks directly into her eyes as his hand trails up her arm, through the hollow above her collarbone, and then traces a path between her breasts, down to her stomach, and around to the small of her back. While his left hand slides beneath rayniday’s waistband, his right glides up Francesca’s spine, making her shiver as it caresses the back of her neck. His fingers twine in her hair, close to the scalp, and take a firm grip, not painful, but inescapable none the less. She puts her left arm around his back, feeling his shoulderblades shift beneath his brown skin as his left arm moves to run his fingernails over the ticklish vee above rayniday’s buttocks. He guides Francesca to his side, the hand in her hair tilting her head back slightly and murmurs “Gentle enough?” before kissing her, long and deep. She’s breathing hard by the time he releases her.
Sengkelat looks up and sees Edwardina lurking near the door, watching. She stares into his warm, dark eyes for a moment, before seeing his hand stop stroking Francesca’s back, and motion for her to join them.
Walks in, “Hey I heard that there was this StarWars trivia game and…”
sees what’s going on and blushes bright red
“Uh…” Runs and tries to hide in the closet, finding it nailed shut with strange sounds coming from behind the door, scrambles his way out of the room.
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Dashes back in and out again to quickly grab a hotdog and booze. 
That dude grabbed my rod!
But Manservant, you told me I could!
Wha?
Oh, you meant HIM.
::closet door is hastily re-shut::
<Taking a break from the match-making for a moment, tswanders over to the sweet and sweaty JavaMaven, where he notices she’s clad only in an apron!>
“Say, are you taking special orders,” he says in his cheesiest pick-up-line voice. The answer knocks the grin right off his face…
<The chocolate sauce in one hand, whipped cream in the other, Java wheels on him and covers ts in sugary goodness. Tip to tail, ts is smothered in confectioneries and the Maven wastes no time dotting him with a cherry and a kiss.>
back in the hot tub…
<Flutterby and Cumber are becoming fast friends, the water churning around their silhouetted forms is the sun drops through the trees.>
<hardygrrl leans between Tygr and TN*hippie giving them a lesson on the meaning of “water sports,” and the three of them look, from a distance, a lot like the letter “H.”>
<Bunny, Porc and Mermaid are busy discussing the fact that snow seems to have forgotten his shorts…
meanwhile, on the deck…
<raniday and** Francesca** are chatting quietly, pointing at and making little notes on each of the Dopers around the tub and barbecue. It’s almost as though they are sorting out the “batting order,” or some such battle plan, but they have wide smiles on their faces and lustful glints in their eyes.>
<Edwardina ambushes Sengkelat as her strolls past the gazebo, dragging him muffled and kissing into the soft grass by the woodwork. Hands and arms flail about and find purchase on soft and cuddly parts of each of them, the rhythmic sound of the lapping water sets a tempo for their moans. A lone bratwurst lies disregarded nearby.>
somewhere in the shadows…
<Manservant and katie light up the twilight with sparks of their own, bouncing slowly from wall to wall, arms and legs braided through each other in a wet embrace.>
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Yes, this is turning into quite the party. Too bad Silo couldn’t make it. [sub]Sorry, Michael![/sub]
<Stephen and Pammi make their way outside, ready to join in, but not sure where to start…>
vb tags fixed—UB
[Edited by UncleBeer on 06-29-2001 at 11:21 AM]
Dammit! Not only do I post from a cached copy of the thread (sorry for conflicting story lines), but I screw up the code!
Yeah, but I didn’t mean with your hands
Now kiss me, you fool 
That’s okay thinksnow. Just stick to the hot tub, and you’ll be okay. In fact, we may be joining you in a bit.
raynidaydrags the entourage into the almond oil room.
Boy, I sure hope those two left enough for the rest of us. Anyway, girls, do you really think Sengkelat needs those swimming trunks? I mean, he’s out of the pool now, right? Fran, being the other first timer, I leave the job of “disposing” them to you.
Edwardina, make sure no one else comes in this room. I dont really care how you do it, just secure the door somehow.
Ah ha! drags out some of the oil Here we go!