FTVS: Blood, sugar, sex and magic.
Tracy arched her back and sighed happily. Her shirt. I really should take it all the way off for her. I liked how it looked though, unbuttoned, gathered around her shoulders. And her bra? Oh. My. God. Its lacy-tastefulness was just fluttering loosely at her sides, like an afterthought. Poor discarded, unnecessary bra. Foundational garments, this girl did NOT need. I've never seen a more perfect bosom. I mean, until very, very recently, I don't think I'd ever even seen breasts!
What a travesty. If I'd known women had such amazing things on their persons at all times, I would have ... well, looked at them more.
"Can I just stop for a moment and give praise to the inventor of frontal clasp bras?" I said, pulling my lips away from where I'd been running my tongue across her pert nipple.
"Andrew!" She giggled, tweaking my ear gently with nimble fingers that I turned to kiss. "Why are you stopping? There shouldn't be stopping!"
I drew her index finger into my mouth and held it briefly as she inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, obviously savoring the sensation. Dear lord, she was hotness incarnate. I wanted to lick and rub every single inch of Tracy. Her fleshy pink girliness. Mmmph. Shivers started at the base of my spine just thinking about everything I wanted to try, sending blood racing to my ... you know. Region. My cock. Fine. I said it. My cock (!!!) was getting hard and look at that: there was a woman in the vicinity who I wanted. Who wanted me! Yay! And, come to think of it, sucking Tracy's fingers was giving me ideas. Naughty ideas. Dirty ideas. Nefarious ideas, even.
The clanging door chime alerted me that someone had just entered the Blue Moon. Fuck! Didn't I lock that? Who was coming in at this hour? Who would cock-block me so rudely?
Tracy made the cutest surprised noise I've ever heard in my life as I lifted her unceremoniously off my lap. I should work out more, because girls are kinda heavy. Squishy and heavy. My thoughts immediately wandered. Mmmm... squishy.
I snapped out of the reverie I seemed to have just fallen into and moved her as best I could to the card table that was covered in books. Hrm. Card table. I wonder if it would support both of our weights? It'd be worth a --
ARGH! Dammit Andrew, focus! Someone is in the shop! Must. get. person. who is in the shop to leave the shop Tracy will get completely naked!
I readjusted my swelling cock that was already starting to strain the front of my Dickies as I exited the office. I saw a young man, who looked vaguely familiar, standing inside the door. Cock blocker! How dare you!?, I wanted to say, but, instead, I went with:
"Um, we're closed?" Using the most commanding No Doy voice I could muster. Whoooo-eee. I had headrush. All the blood that should be in my brain seems to have relocated to my crotch.
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What a travesty. If I'd known women had such amazing things on their persons at all times, I would have ... well, looked at them more.
"Can I just stop for a moment and give praise to the inventor of frontal clasp bras?" I said, pulling my lips away from where I'd been running my tongue across her pert nipple.
"Andrew!" She giggled, tweaking my ear gently with nimble fingers that I turned to kiss. "Why are you stopping? There shouldn't be stopping!"
I drew her index finger into my mouth and held it briefly as she inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, obviously savoring the sensation. Dear lord, she was hotness incarnate. I wanted to lick and rub every single inch of Tracy. Her fleshy pink girliness. Mmmph. Shivers started at the base of my spine just thinking about everything I wanted to try, sending blood racing to my ... you know. Region. My cock. Fine. I said it. My cock (!!!) was getting hard and look at that: there was a woman in the vicinity who I wanted. Who wanted me! Yay! And, come to think of it, sucking Tracy's fingers was giving me ideas. Naughty ideas. Dirty ideas. Nefarious ideas, even.
The clanging door chime alerted me that someone had just entered the Blue Moon. Fuck! Didn't I lock that? Who was coming in at this hour? Who would cock-block me so rudely?
Tracy made the cutest surprised noise I've ever heard in my life as I lifted her unceremoniously off my lap. I should work out more, because girls are kinda heavy. Squishy and heavy. My thoughts immediately wandered. Mmmm... squishy.
I snapped out of the reverie I seemed to have just fallen into and moved her as best I could to the card table that was covered in books. Hrm. Card table. I wonder if it would support both of our weights? It'd be worth a --
ARGH! Dammit Andrew, focus! Someone is in the shop! Must. get. person. who is in the shop to leave the shop Tracy will get completely naked!
I readjusted my swelling cock that was already starting to strain the front of my Dickies as I exited the office. I saw a young man, who looked vaguely familiar, standing inside the door. Cock blocker! How dare you!?, I wanted to say, but, instead, I went with:
"Um, we're closed?" Using the most commanding No Doy voice I could muster. Whoooo-eee. I had headrush. All the blood that should be in my brain seems to have relocated to my crotch.
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