Ophelia Sinner – Austin Bunton Designs

“Blonde bombshell” is a good way to describe this mutant who became a professor and administrator at Xavier’s.

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Table of Contents:

Spec’s
Etymology
Tricksy & Auz
2020 Update
2022
2023: Relevant Holiday
Her (Images Begin)
How She Loves to Greet Me, Her Husband, Auz
How She and All Hotties Prefer I (Auz) Cum on Her Tongue, Especially While Others Watch
2023: She Now Loves When I Pour Cum into Her
2023 July Update: Sexy Mask She Likes Wearing for Our Fuck-dates
2023 August Update
2024/+

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Spec’s:

5’7″
122 lbs. (~145-ish while pregnant)
blonde (“golden wheat” color-scheme/range) / green eyes (soft like meadow-grass)
Caucasian, mildly sun-kissed skin
perfect feminine figure and Angelic face
perky C-cup breasts
Call-sign: Tricksy

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Etymology:

South German: occupational name an inspector and sealer of weights and measures
Middle High German sinner (from the French verb signer), habitational name for someone from any of several places called Sinn.
nickname from Middle High German sinnen ‘to think ponder intend to approach someone’.

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Tricksy & Auz:

During one of Auz‘s visits to Xavier’s (sometime near The Shift; 2012), he entered to find Professor Sinner in charge that evening (and what a fitting and hint of a name). She showed him around the updated campus, and the two ended up enjoying each other even though she was taken and visibly pregnant. Within days, she was helping him carry out further Inisfreean bonding missions, as well. (In case you don’t know what that means, it is the application of The Inisfreean Way, in this case via mutually-agreeable flirty progressions with the compatible students at this academy for those known as human mutants, which invariably results in incredible feelings of relief, acceptance, appreciation, and more.)

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2020 Update:

Her nickname or callsign back then was Tricksy, and she chose to keep it (at least with Auz, as a sexy pet-name) ever since. Tricksy raised her child as a devoted mother out there, somewhat aware that the captivating man she’d met that night at Xavier’s had her (and her child’s) best interests at heart, not just his interests for her. After ten years with almost no contact from him, she reached out, and found that she had been on his mind, he perhaps sensing the coming reconnection/reunion.

They met near where she lived with the family she’d started; it was just her and him down the street, hugging and kissing each other’s cheek at a cozy café. Over drinks, they caught each other up with all that had happened in the decade they’d been apart, and found that spark still existed perfectly between them. They left that café after two hours of merry chatting, held hands lovingly, excitedly making their way to the first hotel their Maps app let them know had a vacancy.

Tricksy was practically purring on the man who’d returned from afar to see and be with her. Their hotel room smelled of an hours-long union –that had lasted even longer than their café conversation. “I want to show you my home, Auz,” she offered, still draped halfway over him, their love dripping from the slit between her legs. He kissed her lips many times and agreed.

After giving him the tour of her then-empty home (fully furnished and full of happy memories, just temporarily free of any of its occupants, save her), she couldn’t help herself, and again mounted him, taking his member right back all the way up into her on her marital bed. The way she grinded on him on that bed said it all. She was soon putting her hair up in sexy pigtails for him, and interlacing her fingers with his as she resumed the spirited ride.

“What IS it about you??” she marveled, her eyes more alight than ever before; she was healthily intoxicated with him, far beyond just a crush or regular love. Shaking her head a bit in blissful disbelief and responsibility, she apologized in her tone, “I have to get dressed and… ask you to go…” She gave him a blowjob to say she was sorry, and he came in her mouth, and she swallowed eagerly, sighing with contentment when they were through.

The two helped each other dress, and promised to stay in touch this time. Auz hugged her tight, and she melted for that, hugging him back just as much, never wanting it to end. She was so glad they understood each other, and still felt so attracted to each other. It was a dream come true –and one she’d wondered if she’d ever get to experience again (until his arrival/return this day).

Auz began texting and sexting her, and she was all-smiles on the other end. She didn’t know if she’d ever tell her husband or girlfriends, but she did know this (restored relationship with the fling of her wildest dreams) would never end. It made her feel so young, youthful, and alive again, wanted and appreciated, free and wild, fully a woman, just like she was meant to be.

Near mid-November this year, she accepted his offer to come see his own home he’d built up since their first week of fucks, and she was on an MPHA to Inisfree that night. They made love the entire way there. It even took them an hour to get off that ‘plane’; they were still in their lust-throes long after landing.

She never completed the full tour; she just wanted to keep her hand with his, enjoying his company and passion as he showed and explained to her every step of the city’s history. Auz told her how humbly it had all begun; just a prototype computer transported to a lonely frozen mountain somewhere near the South Pole, followed by years of 3D-printing and global-cleanup projects, until what they’d managed to move and start way out there… had finished growing up into this nice city full of fellows. There had been numerous surprises, challenges, and attempted attacks, but they’d prevailed, their/its eternal destiny now self-evident.

“I want you again,” she interrupted softly at one stop, and his smile couldn’t help but form and spread. He took her cheeks in his hands, and kissed her deeply. Her own smaller hands reached up to hold onto him, helping their latest seal and reunion remain, and she let her knees go weak, leaning her sexy curves against him, letting him take control of her all over again.

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“Pick a house,” he said the next day, sometime in the morning after they’d had breakfast in his palatial 10-story breakfast-room, she straddling him most of that time. They were now driving down via King’s Drive to the San Diego Hills neighborhood. “For what?” she sweetly inquired, looking to him with calm and loving curiosity.

“Oh!!” she exclaimed, her fists balling involuntarily with the rush of the thrill of that gift; she’d just realized what he was saying. Leaping into his arms, throwing hers around the back of his neck and shoulders, she let him spin-hug her before easing her feet back to the smooth driveway pavement. She kissed him all over as they stood there in front of the house she’d said was her favorite; he’d just given it to her as her private vacation home anytime she wished to come to Inisfree.

All that afternoon, they thanked each other in her living-room, shower, swimming pool, and bedroom there; she now had a second home, and it, too, was filling up with happy memories. “…I need to get home…” she purred, pouting, showing him she didn’t fully want to go. They made love one last time, and held hands on the way back out to the driveway.

In the limo from that ‘hood, as the Inisfreeans call their neighborhoods (nothing to do with a ghetto or gang), she again straddled and mounted him, making sweet and fiery love to him the whole way back across town. Their Inisfreean driver and co-driver just blushed and grinned, keeping professionally quiet, driving them perfectly along the city’s golden highway. They were pulling up onto the airport‘s open tarmac 15 minutes later –and finally felt satisfied (for now) and fully relieved, reconnected, reunited, balanced.

The flight back to her upstate New York home was full of her leaning to him and tilting her face up to keep kissing his lips. She got lost in those kisses of theirs, her tongue casually and dreamily sliding and swirling this way and that, her mind taking a break during it all. Their last hug for this first reunion included him again lifting her lovingly up to her tiptoes and then an inch or two off her feet, and she smiled big with her face against his shoulder as she hung onto him during this, breathing in so deeply, slowly, fully, and completely, he having given her everything she wanted and needed, that trip.

“Please come see me often,” she looked up into his eyes, and he smiled, nodding, and they kissed several more times before she turned to go, her hands lingering on his, and then he gave her ass a playful underhand smack, which she giggled and blushed about, strutting proudly forward back up the walkway to her front door. “I love you!!” she turned around to silently ‘yell’ (mouth out the words) to him, blowing him a kiss before waving and reaching to open the screen door. By the time she turned to look over her shoulder while letting herself inside, he was gone; back up in his invisible airship, and heading back home.

They had another thrilling texts-conversation to reassure each other that it wasn’t just an unexpected and brief set of one-night-stands like last time. They went to bed smiling and thinking of each other. She again made love to him, this time in their dreams.

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2022:

Tricksy has been meeting Auz for their ongoing eternal affair quickies and overnighters every month or so, sometimes traveling by aircraft, other times by portal. They’ve also started their polyamorous marriage, and she has been thrilled to meet the other members of that amazing and growing family of his. She and they, and of course all the Inisfreeans, always receive and reunite with each other so well, always fully, always sexually, just like they all crave and need.

This was also the year Auz made one last expedition to her state, New York. Every time he got a text from her that she was free to play, he went right there –to wherever she was able to secretly meet him. That woman got so much loving and cum fucked into all her holes that she was ‘glowing’ and blushing his whole trip through.

She couldn’t help herself after that; she simply had to fly back home with him to Inisfree –and there, the moment they landed, they made love on one of the airport terminal’s canopy beds, then again in the vehicle that drove them to where she’d spend the night now that she was back in that big city; he had her booked for the same room she’d stayed in while teaching at Xavier’s, except this time… in Inisfree’s architectural copy of that campus. They ended up ‘christening’ every single room in Inisfree’s version of Xavier’s. They even ‘christened’ its basketball court and one of the trees in the park-like ‘grounds’ out back.

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2023: Relevant Holiday

Wednesday 17 May (25 Maiesta on our calendar): Teachers’ Day
Tricksy fuck-date with me (Auz) on her desk like old times

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Her: