

Our own private PartyThe party was coming to an end. I’ve had a lot to drink and so had my date. We’ve been dating for several months and we’ve done the usual things that dating involves. I’ll pick her up at her place, we’ll go out for a night of fun and excitement, we’ll hang out somewhere quiet. We’ll kiss and hold each other and then I would take her home and wish her goodnight. Though the dates are fun and the kissing is nice, there’s always that longing for something more. Something more passionate and erotic, but she would always stop me at a certain point. No words needed to be exchanged, she would just stop my hand from either trying to fondle her breastsOur own private Party
I just want to say that I loved your two erotics stories. Write some more, I'll read them!
I was reading your text and I liked it a lot, Our Own Private Party. I hope you don't get offended by this, but I just think you could have described a little more in the end. Other than that, it's very, very good.
Hope you upload more things here so that I can read.
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Wrap my heart in velvet
Seal my soul in silk
Cover my kisses in satin
Put them in a box for a rainy day
dale
Interesting set of...favourites there, too.
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"Sometimes, the most beautiful thing in the world is the absence of everything."
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