Author: Alternative-Time

“Good morning roommate!” I said as she walked out her bedroom.

“Good morning. You remember I have an important presentation today, right? How do I look?” She answered as she approached me and turned around in a full circle for me to see her outfit.

“Look at you! You look amazing!” I replied. She was wearing a blue skirt that ended just before her knees which contrasted with her blonde ponytail, as well as a tight white short-leveed shirt that highlighted her round and perky C breasts. She was a doll from head to toes. A discrete layer of makeup with perfect eyeliner and blush for her face, as well as black shoes with white stockings that finished the look of a professional (and sexy) academia woman.

“Hey”, I said, “come and sit for a minute, I made breakfast.”. I hadn’t made a real breakfast, but offered the box of cereal I was using.

“You silly! Thanks!” She said as she went to the fridge to get something to drink with her breakfast and continued “I am just so nervous about this, and I feel I know nobody in the room, which makes me panic!” Read more »

Twas the night before Christmas, and the house was cold.

The environment had been set for an adventure to unfold.

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It had been sunny all day, and at dusk it started snowing.

All the time during dinner, your face with happiness was glowing.

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The food had been exquisite, but there was room for dessert.

“Thanks for the dinner, may I have a sweet?”, you managed to assert.

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I agreed and recommended “Maybe something like a cookie or a pie?”.

You looked at me and answered “I think tonight I’ll have your creampie“.

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You mouth reached mine, kissing me with passion and desire;

while our tongues played, my hands started to remove your attire.

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My first stop was at your round and perky breasts, which I delicately caressed;

I licked each one of your nipples while my face at your chest was pressed.

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You stopped me before I went further, and seductively removed my pants;

your mouth went directly to search the treasure behind my underpants.

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You freed my cock to lick it as if it was the most delicious popsicle; Read more »

It was the last box that we needed to unpack from my pack from her parent’s attic. The more we cleaned up that place the more interesting and old were the objects and memories we saw. From old documents that showed the family’s roots and marriages, to toys and money from the beginning of the twentieth century. Even with them being inside boxes or bags, most items were still covered with dust.

As I took out the items from the last box, I noticed a shoe box in the bottom. To no surprise, it was dusty. After removing some of the dirt from the box, I noticed it had written “lust” with a marker. I was about to open the box when she arrived to the attic and asked me to bring those last items downstairs.

I did as requested and kept the show box in a corner, to ensure we didn’t misplace it with the donations or garbage piles.

After we finished cleaning, I took the opportunity to look inside the show box, without knowing what to expect. As I opened the cover, I could see red silhouettes reflecting to me. This was, indeed, a shoe box. Inside there was a pair of gorgeous red heels that raised over 3 inches laying over a white cloth. Read more »