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|Posté le: Mar 20 Juin - 02:30 (2017) Sujet du message: THE GOOD NEIGHBOR 4 - THE MASSAGE: A SHORT EROTIC STORY (FF
An erotic short story in 3,200 words. Contains descriptive lesbian experiments. Strictly 18+. This is the fourth part in the series. After the unexpected arrival of her neighbor's wife, Sarah receives an invitation from the woman. One she can't refuse. Will the sensual massage turn into something else, leading her down a route she isn't sure she's willing to take? And what will this mean for the three of them? ~o~ “You look breath-taking” She says, motioning for me to get inside. I blush a little, returning the compliment, while I step through the door. She reaches behind me, locking us in. I find this a bit strange, as I can’t see Mike anywhere, but then again I know that he works late normally. As if reading my mind, she says in a husky whisper: “Mike will be home shortly. Please, make yourself comfortable while I prepare the room.” While she does what?! Oh, okay, I remember that she mentioned a massage. The idea itself sends shivers through me, tingling my sensitive skin all over again, reminding me of last night. I let out a soft moan, realizing it too late that she hasn’t left the hall yet. She laughs, winking at me, suggesting that this was the reaction she wanted. I watch as she disappears behind another door, realizing that I have never been at their place before. I decide to sit on the sofa until she comes back. I know she told me to make myself comfortable, but there is nothing comfortable in our unspoken arrangement. Somehow I wish I paid attention to Mike’s whereabouts. Or did I know subconsciously that he wasn’t home, and that’s why I came earlier? I nervously take a seat, desperately trying to find something that could grab my attention. Something that stood out. Something I could comment on. Shall I tell her how comfortable her sofa feels, or how I like the way the soft blue curtains hung from the midnight blue ceiling? Please, give me a break. I am truly pathetic, trying to pretend that my nervousness has something to do with their flat, and nothing to do with the fact that I am attracted to a woman for the first time in my life. I blush some more when images of last night flood my mind. Images, smells, feelings, desires… They all come rushing through me, filling me with a renewed fervour. I want to experience it all over again, and her words of the massage find their way to my mind, sending a jolt of excitement to my pussy once more. Although it seems like she has been gone for ever, it can’t have been more than five minutes. She comes back asking me if I’m ready. I’m about to ask her what for, but I lose my train of thought as I realize that she is still wearing the towel. Where is she going with this? I must admit, I’m a bit scared, as this time we are all alone. And yet, it feels right (and naughty, non-the-less). Maybe Mike knows about us, he knows that I’m already here. That idea makes me a bit more relaxed, but maybe I’m just tricking myself into believing that, so that I wouldn’t feel guilty for what I’m about to do. Why, what am I going to do, exactly?
bound: 25 pages
publisher: Independently published (March 17, 2017)
isbn: 1520864124, 978-1520864129,
weight: 3.2 ounces (