1. Roses are Red


    Date: 3/25/2016, Categories: Celebrities, First Time, Mature, Author: Eroticbaroness, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    bill and strode confidently towards her with her unfinished drink. Emily wanted nothing more than to just run away from him but something cemented her feet to the floor, “Take your time and think it over.” He whispered as he drew close and handed her the glass. “I am in Room 402” he continued “Right up there” he pointed to the window just above them overlooking the veranda. The bars made it look like a prison cage. “I’ll be waiting” he whispered in her ear and left her standing in the veranda with her drink in her hand. She looked at the contents of the glass and steadied her breathing and took another sip. Just then her mind and body were jolted by the sudden sound of a woman screaming in a rather shrill voice a native language. Apparently a show was about to begin. A few torchlight's were extinguished to give the atmosphere a more dark and mysterious mood, the woman in some sort of ritualistic garb was speaking a dialect Emily could not understand. Something about “The night of the Rose”. She motioned for the patrons to gather on the dance floor as the drummers began playing a faster beat, every note of the drums making Emily’s heart rate accelerate another notch, she began sipping her drink in copious amounts since she was thirsty, her brow was covered in sweat as her breathing became more heavy and labored. The crowd began dancing to the tune….men and women wearing masks slowly grinding up against one another with a practiced grace and elegance and yet there was ...
    something more raw and a****listic about their movements. She saw the women loop their hands around the necks of the men as the men raised their dresses and ran their hands over their thighs and butt cheeks in a brazen manner. They enjoyed it, laughed at the gesture and encouraged them to do more, much more. As she watched, men lost their blazers, women their panties and some their entire ensemble; the night slowly degenerated into an orgy of sweaty bodies and loud music. Emily kept looking at the scene before her and clasped her mouth with her hand as she let out an involuntary yelp. Her body was shivering, although the air was hot and heavy, a sensation swept within her like a forest fire which seemed to tighten her stomach into a knot. She had known arousal before, she had even experienced sex -though it was merely fumbling around without any clue- but this sense of arousal was new, more primal, something totally strange to Emily, in the same way as the reflection in the mirror this evening. She kept her glass on a nearby table and left the veranda. Her head bowed she stepped towards the exit, determined to leave this place of decadence and perversion. (How could I have been so stupid), she chastised herself; she thought of all the sacrifices she had made to get to where she was in life. All those years denying herself the simplest pleasures of life just so that she could one day know how the other half of the world lives. She could not afford to lose focus, she cannot lose focus ...
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