1. Stories of Lizzy Chapter 2


    Date: 4/27/2016, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Mature, Author: theliterarypainter, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Oh god, who on earth could it be? Lizzy thought to herself. What a bad timing to call upon. She sat up on her bed, listening again, making sure that there was an absolute need to attend to the door. There it went again, knock knock. Reluctantly, she stood up with her bikini bottom falling into a heap around her ankles, she bent over and curled them back upwards. It was rather uncomfortable, to put on that cold piece of cloth against her warm body, the water from the pool mixing up with her own juices that had trickled down her inner thigh, causing it to dry up. She was almost certain that she could smell herself, all that excitement mixed with tanning oil and the smell of her own juices permeated the room, now on her thigh, and between her legs. Walking to the bathroom in a hurried fashion, she threw her bathrobe over her shoulders and fastened it with the chord. The silkiness of the champagne gold robe against her skin; the tickle of smoothness against the sexual tension under her skin seemed to aroused her even more. &#034How I wish if i could...Never mind&#034 she thought to herself. Dragging her feet with impatience and reluctance, she walked up to the door and turned the knob. &#034Oh hi Miss, you left your book at the tanning deck and I just wanted to return it to you. Arabian Nights, a good read&#034. He said There he was, standing in the doorway, a man of mid 20's, with a tanned body, toned arms and a good height. That cute smirky grin he gave seeing her in that ...
    champagne gold bathrobe made Lizzy blush. &#034 Oh, thank you so much. But how did you know that I lived here?&#034 She asked. &#034 I live just 2 floors below you, and you're relatively new here, so I've noticed you...No no not in that sense&#034 He added, but his eyes betraying him as they wandered down her neckline, taking in her tanned body which stood in beautiful contrast against that gold champagne robe. She could see how he was taking in the sight of her; his eyes transfixed on how shapely her breasts were, how the cloth fell immaculately between them, how it traced the outline of her nipples. Maybe I could use him she thought. &#034Would you like to come in, it was surely nice of you to make the effort to deliver the book to me, let me get you something to drink perhaps?&#034 she offered earnestly, the excitement starting to kick into her nervous system. &#034Sure, that would be nice&#034 smiling and letting himself in. Lizzy closed the door and led him to the kitchen. In her mind, thoughts were flooding, the idea of a young and hot man, coupled with a lonely weekday afternoon and her desire for attention and touch. &#034What did you say your name was?&#034 she turned around, catching him as he was looking up. He must have been looking at my bum, she chuckled to herself. &#034 Josh, Lizzy&#034 &#034 How did you know MY name?&#034 &#034 It was written on the cover, on your book&#034 answering proudly at his investigative skills with a cheeky grin. How cute, she thought. ...
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