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The sun was setting when I arrived at Liu's apartment. I had told her that I might drop by, but I had not made a definite plan. Thus, it was understandable that, when she opened her door, she was casually dressed and that both she and her small apartment were in a state of mild disarray. As she often did, she was wearing a multi-layered outfit consisting of...
*Hello again, this post is still only building up to the erotic parts of the story, but if you enjoyed the previous chapters it's worth the read (and my girlfriend says the sex scenes are worth the wait). The next post will feature some hot and steamy action, but this one is still setting the scene a little and developing the characters. All I can say is tha...
No one else has been around the place all day. It was hot out, but still nice. I finished loading the dirt and compost with the wheelbarrow. I eyed the bath house by the barn. I was stinky and sticky. I crawled through the window of the little building, held together by cedar posts and bailing wire, and turned on the tub. I splashed my face and drank some wa...
What a fun dinner it was. You both laughed and teased, talked about life, about game, about everything. You wore a little dress, pretty and a little short, but not shockingly so. The dress has built in support, so your "girls" are comfy in the dress without having to wear a bra. You remember when you picked it out, checking the padding in the cups of the dre...
I lean sensually over the table as I serve their starters and I see Alison's eyes flick admiringly toward my chest, "Goodness, are those real?" she says. "Well, yes and no," my Mistress giggles, "They're certainly attached. Polly, show my guests your new 34Cs." I feel a heat wash over my cheeks but know better than to hesitate. I reach around and pull the...
So I meet a girl on the internet. We exchange e-mail, mostly erotic, for some time. We decide to take the plunge and meet face to face. She knows or should know what she's getting into -- I'm very explicit in my letters and tell her what to expect. I fly out to see her for the weekend, and here's what happens: I show up at her door. She's nervous and in a v...
I spotted her walking towards me, first intermittently amongst pedestrians moving in both directions on the busy sidewalk. I was sipping a cappuccino in my favorite sidewalk cafe, which with its raised deck afforded me a commanding view of the bustling crowd. Like always, when a goddess graces our earthly domain, there's a charismatic glow around them, reduc...
It was already full dark when I arrived at the park. The park where all the high priced prostitutes hung out – hoping to score big for one night so they could take some time off. The old fashioned street lamps were aglow – illuminating the area immediately around the post – leaving plenty of dark space between them. Poorly designed, the lighting left much to...
I still cannot believe what I did, nor do I believe what my husband drove me to do. It has been a week since he took me to the bar, where I met Rudy, the tall, well-endowed stranger who gave me the ride of my life. I felt deliciously sore for several days after that encounter, and I get wet every time I think about Rudy. - - - After coming home from that...