| Lesbian: Exotic Erotic: 24 Hrs with Mitch (1/2) |
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We have known each other for a while, a little more than two years. We know everything about each other; we were best friends through H.S. and university. We were just never lovers. So it was really a shock when I heard that you just got over “The Dreaded G.B.S.” (gall bladder surgery) and by a stranger no doubt. I was pissed at you for not telling me you were sick. I ran into you. You looked great but a little pale for my liking. I remember I used to love your rosy lips because they were a pale pink and another gorgeous part of your great face. You have a great smile and it was missing when I saw you this morning on my way home from work. You were on a 29 hour layover due to weather delays in Montreal and were wandering around asking people who mostly spoke French where to get a hotel. I felt someone touch me on my shoulder, and it was you! After the gentle hugs and the two cheek kisses, we got into my car that was parked on the corner and drove to my place. I live in the Montreal “BURBS” in a medium sized house on a picturesque maple tree lined corner. You loved the warmth in the house after my four pets gave you the once over. And you also marveled at the mountain of snow in the backyard and laughed at the half of blue plastic clothespin hanging precariously by its hinges in the minus ten degree wind. I thought to myself, “Self! You have 24 hours to show him what you want!” But first things were first. To feed this gorgeous boy some great food because what I had planned needed you to be relaxed and a little loaded. (It helps the groove.) After dinner you wanted to explore the house, which was serendipitous to say the least because I had wanted to sit and talk a while. I led you into “My Hovel” which is what it is. It was just big enough to fit 8 people and the floor was a huge rubber/foam bed lightly covered with lavender and patchouli scented mauve coloured sheets. Oversized pride themed body pillows were strewn about and an arrangement of leather whips, body harnesses of all sizes, and red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple coloured dildos lined the deep purple velvet coloured walls. I was not thinking of giving you time to react to what was happening because I had you on the floor/bed pulling your clothes off, kissing and licking your lips in between buttons flying everywhere. You smelled so good, a bit like the garlic shrimp we had earlier at dinner and the lasting taste of my favourite white wine on your lips. I loved to breathe in the warm breath of a woman when she had been eating garlic. (It is an aphrodisiac for me.) Things were starting to get very intense. I couldn’t keep my hands or my lips off you, your eyes, your nose, those sweet lips that I fantasized about kissing all night long. You started to roll me over and noticed that you still had your socks on. I insisted that you keep them on. At some time tonight, you were going to be helpless and I needed to see you with your knees wide apart with the socks ON! I got you |
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great writing
