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“I want to put on a show for you.” I said with a grin. “Oh really.” He smiled at me the look that said how did I get so lucky. “Tell me more.” “Wait here.” I said and pointed towards the couch. “You should probably close the blinds too.” “Do I have to?” He said …
(Read Part 1) At the restaurant, I felt like everyone knew what I had just done outside. I had fixed my hair, touched up my lipstick, but I could still feel that my face was red. More importantly, I could still taste his cum. I could still taste him until the waitress delivered my wine. …
My Mardi Gras story doesn’t involve flashing for beads or getting wasted on Bourbon Street. Those things happened, but if I had lived here or even visited here when I was in college, it probably would’ve been a different story. However, there was a lot to write about this carnival season. I spent time in …
I knocked on his apartment door, then undid the buttons on my coat to expose what I was wearing underneath. He opened the door and looked me up and down. Taking in my red lace teddy lingerie. “Merry Christmas.” I said as I handed him a wrapped box. “You also get me and I’ll do …