1. Seduction Games


    Date: 10/21/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: playsit, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    to see if she were maybe hiding behind the curtain. He had already opened his mouth to make sure she knew he preferred Frederic, but stopped short. Reflected off a mirror was the semi-naked form of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and it left him speechless. She sensed his eyes and only turned her head toward him and smiled. It was at that moment he gave her silent permission to be the only one beside his sister allowed to call him Freddie. A minute later she appeared fully clothed again as Beth the student. "Ready?" *** One begins to think about things in the quiet of night, when the lights go out and covers are pulled high. Common day sounds become thoughts of strangers in the house, and shadows play into awaiting nightmares. Tonight though, the only thing floating in Beth's mind was a certain geeky stagehand. His dorkiness - was it merely an act? Something that he did because brainiacs were supposed to be that way? A conditioned response to society's boxes? He seemed oddly deeper than that. He certainly wasn't the stammering, nervous kid she expected. Stacey's words came to mind "maybe he's experienced with women?... European you know... might teach you something." His eyes were deep and thoughtful; his smile, warm and genuine - such features are absent with the jocks and frat boys she typically fucked. Oh, they all tried, but her acting background always brings to light other actors. She didn't get that feeling with Freddie. When he looked at her, it wasn't ...
    with frenzied lust but rather a controlled appreciation, almost with a worshipful reverence. When his warm hands touched her thigh, it was calm and steady. Unlike other guys, he held the door open for her and walked her out without expecting anything in return. Rather than being a socially awkward kid, he was turning out to be more of a man than anyone she had been with. These thoughts began to fade as she drifted off to sleep. *** Whisked from the sunlight into a blackened room, the stranger stands frozen, afraid to move. Odd sounds echo off the walls, reverberations confusing their origin - a clanking and something softly humming. The air is chilly and the smell of dampness leads this soul to imagine it an underground room. Another scent wafts through the coolness. Discernible, but hard to place... musky, maybe a basement. Dilating pupils slowly revealed the faint outline of two bodies moving in unison. These faceless shadows, deeply involved in a sensual act of some sort, pay no attention to the visitor straining to see in the dark. The two forms appear to be dancing, but the only music is the sound of something barbaric, jungle-like... rhythmic, with guttural voices groaning and moaning. An ancient fertility dance perhaps. The clanking was more metallic though, not the clacking of wild boar teeth as one might expect. With more passing of time, widened eyes adjust further. A periodic shimmer from chains hang from some unknown place, seeming to float in mid air. The dancing ...
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