~ a fantastical tale of sexual seduction that ends
in horror ~
~ a sticky-sweet tale of erotic horror ~
Terrance’s gaze traced her curves upward. His hungry eyes met hers, and they shared a
smile. Bee liked his pearly-white smile
and the statement it made about how much he wanted her now. When he sat up and peeled off his dark grey
sweater, she saw his ribs expanding and contracting with the rhythm of his
breathing, quickened by his growing need for her. A nice-sized bulge tented his khakis. His feet worked to push the black boots
off. Bee continued her burlesque,
shrugging the blouse off, but letting it gather around her lower arms. She stepped toward him and placed her foot on
the bed between his legs. She let the
blouse slide away and thrust her breasts toward his face, before turning her
back to him. She eased down onto his
bulge, not quite settling her weight.
Terrance unclasped her bra, then pushed her hips down to
make closer contact between her ass and his groin. She ground around on him for a moment, then
stood. Terrance hooked the edges of her
panties and slipped them down as she rose.
“That is a sumptuous ass, Honey Bee,” he said.
“Sumptuous. That’s a
new one.”
Bee turned, giving him the full visual experience of her
bare breasts, her classic curves, and the tattoo of a bee hive located just
above her shaved muff, complete with an amber droplet falling toward her slit.
Terrance chuckled with delight. “That’s perfect,” he stated.
“I think you’ll find that it truly is,” she answered.
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