05-23-2016, 03:00 PM
My night with E - Chapter 3: E's new outfit
"Ian ?"
Her voice comes a little muffled. She's in the fitting room, trying a new swimsuit. Since this famous night, we've been toying with the idea of taking vacations together, someplace near the sea, like Thailand, land of smiles.
Her voice has a little sultry something. I get in in the room.
A sight for sore eyes.
The bikini emphasizes the sweet curves of her body, like an invitation to play.
But what I really like is her hair.
I kiss her naked necK. She moans a little.
"Ian !"
I love her voice. She's definitively sultry now.
My hands on her waist, she starts rubbing her ass against my crotch. She feels my hardening shaft through the tissue, which makes her purr, satisfied at how my body reacts.
I move my hand on her belly. I start to caress it, my fingertips traceing their way down.
Soon, I'm massaging her mound of Venus. Her rubbing is more pressing. Her breath has accelerated.
I put my hand in her bikini, I'm playing with her lower lips that are getting wet.
She grabs my head. She's turning hers at me. I'm hot and hard now.
She says my name.
"IAN !!!"
Celia punches me in the ribs.
Shit ! I was dreaming away. Today !
I look at E.
I've got to say this about weddings: you'll never see your wife so beautiful.
She's gliding like a swan down the aisle of the church.
Brody, the soon to be her husband, is waiting for her at the altar.
It's a beautiful ceremony. I think I shed a tear.
Now we're drinking, and soon it will be the eating, then the dancing, the partying, the celebration.
I'll be stuffed with happiness, I'll share it with friends.
But I choose to take my leave. Discreetly.
Celia catches me : "Where are you going ?"
"Where the wind blows me"
She smiles: "Then maybe I'll see you again..."
I blow a kiss at her. She dodges it like only another Kiss Fu master could have.
I'm outside now.
I walk away, thinking at the game characters like Casanova, Don Juan, Valmont played and I've never been sure I wanted to play.
I dance away, humming this Jay-Jay Johanson song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeetq0gr49g):
"I use to be swinging the girls 'cross the floor
And I use to be a lover like no one before
And all the girls whispered and giggled and blushed when I passed
But I know it's true that good things never last
Cause I'm older now, much older than I was, when I was young"
"Ian ?"
Her voice comes a little muffled. She's in the fitting room, trying a new swimsuit. Since this famous night, we've been toying with the idea of taking vacations together, someplace near the sea, like Thailand, land of smiles.
Her voice has a little sultry something. I get in in the room.
A sight for sore eyes.
The bikini emphasizes the sweet curves of her body, like an invitation to play.
But what I really like is her hair.
I kiss her naked necK. She moans a little.
"Ian !"
I love her voice. She's definitively sultry now.
My hands on her waist, she starts rubbing her ass against my crotch. She feels my hardening shaft through the tissue, which makes her purr, satisfied at how my body reacts.
I move my hand on her belly. I start to caress it, my fingertips traceing their way down.
Soon, I'm massaging her mound of Venus. Her rubbing is more pressing. Her breath has accelerated.
I put my hand in her bikini, I'm playing with her lower lips that are getting wet.
She grabs my head. She's turning hers at me. I'm hot and hard now.
She says my name.
"IAN !!!"
Celia punches me in the ribs.
Shit ! I was dreaming away. Today !
I look at E.
I've got to say this about weddings: you'll never see your wife so beautiful.
She's gliding like a swan down the aisle of the church.
Brody, the soon to be her husband, is waiting for her at the altar.
It's a beautiful ceremony. I think I shed a tear.
Now we're drinking, and soon it will be the eating, then the dancing, the partying, the celebration.
I'll be stuffed with happiness, I'll share it with friends.
But I choose to take my leave. Discreetly.
Celia catches me : "Where are you going ?"
"Where the wind blows me"
She smiles: "Then maybe I'll see you again..."
I blow a kiss at her. She dodges it like only another Kiss Fu master could have.
I'm outside now.
I walk away, thinking at the game characters like Casanova, Don Juan, Valmont played and I've never been sure I wanted to play.
I dance away, humming this Jay-Jay Johanson song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeetq0gr49g):
"I use to be swinging the girls 'cross the floor
And I use to be a lover like no one before
And all the girls whispered and giggled and blushed when I passed
But I know it's true that good things never last
Cause I'm older now, much older than I was, when I was young"
Making a girl smile can be much more rewarding than bedding her...