The snowflakes started falling, and Jules had to drive slower to avoid any accidents as we entered the woods. It got colder, and even with the heater on, I could feel the chill seeping in through the windows so I had to roll up the windowAs we delved deeper into the woods, the temperature dropped further. I couldn't tell if it was because of the woods themselves or just the winter weather. Maybe it was both.When we finally reached the house, the tires made a soft sound as the car stopped in front of the building. The porch light was the only source of light, casting a glow around us. I turned to Jules and asked if he wanted to stay or go back to his hotel. I expected him to decline, but he surprised me by saying he'd stay in the car, even though it was freezing.He insisted he could guard and rest in the car, and if he got too cold, he'd come inside. It seemed like a strange choice, but I didn't argue. Instead, I suggested he at least come in to grab a blanket. He agreed this time,
So you'd think that something that smelled so delicious would be a colorful and an amazing kind of food to eat.Yeah, I thought so too. Until I was served a colorful soup for cold and rice, plain white rice.“It's something my mother used to make for us when we were little,” he explained as he dropped another bowl of our late-night soup slash dinner on the table.“Us?” I wondered aloud.“My brothers and I,” he replied and sat.I've never heard of his brothers, but I didn't push it, same as the reason he was here and why he has been ignoring me. I didn't want to ruin the lovely mood in the air by asking questions that could backfire if I or he said the wrong sentence or word.After we finished eating, Victor cleared the table and washed the dishes, humming softly to himself as he worked. I watched him from the kitchen doorway, feeling a blanket of peace wash over me.As he dried his hands on a towel, he turned to me with a smile. “Do you want to watch a movie or something?” He asked.I
What started out as a slow, sensational kiss in the living room, ended up as a fast, hot and nerve wrecking kiss in the other bedroom, that left my lips numb and bloody. And his too.But who cares. Absolutely no one. He pulled away, licking the blood on his lips. “Are you sure about this?” He asked like he didn't want it as much as I did.Absolute Bullshit.“Would you rather jerk off in the shower?” I asked the obvious. He nodded, grinning as he sat on the bed with his legs down, and apart. “Undress”Huh?Like he read my thoughts, he repeated his question. Slowly this time. “Un-dress”Foreplay, huh?I giggled as I gripped the hem of my shirt with an intention of pulling it over even though it has like only four buttons that were easier to unbutton.“Slowly” He told me.I did as I'm told to do, removing the shirt as slowly as I could, the heat of his stare on me and he watched as I pulled the shirt off and tossed to somewhere we both didn't know. The hunger in his eyes made me throb.
I found him slurping, licking and groaning, with his head buried and bent over my core. My legs were apart and on his shoulders and I just arched my back to give him every access he needed.Just when I think I would lose my mind at his skilled nibbling on my clit,he lifted his head and I saw his mouth and jaw covered in my cum, his eyes darkened with lust.Licking his lips he settled my leg on the bed and I almost dissolved on the rumpled grey sheets.He stood up and began to unbuckled his belt, he did it with a tight frantic movement as though, if he didn't have his way that moment, I was going to run.He dropped the jeans to the ground and so went his boxers.I can never get used to how big he is, it always surprises me, and make my mouth water. He climbed and kneeled on the bed between my legs as he got himself ready, staring at me while pleasing himself. The sight was double arousing, I didn't know when I began fondling with my breast to ease the fine throbbing pain.He took one
I continued until he came the second time and when I got tired, I slowly got off and faced him, using one hand to hold his dick while I positioned my self. I went down for a deep kiss that continued until I pushed him into me. Blood.Was that a kink or something?this wasn't the first time we'd kiss and but each other's lips in the process. We both loved the taste of blood, the wince, the arousal that came with it.I could just decide to bite Victor's lip one faithful Monday morning and he would get a boner.That's the thing.I tasted the blood, and felt the sting in my lower lip. He bit me. He continued sucking on lips like nothing happened, nibbling on the injured lips and biting it and then I giggled into it when I felt his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing them.The asshole freed himself.Impatient, much.He gently flipped me off and hovered over me, his dick still inside of me. He began thrusting, faster and harder, I heard the bed creaking under us, his grunts filled the enti
A dress that fitted the occasion.That's what Cecil called it: the off-shoulder vintage rose gold medieval ball dress that covered my feet, pushed my bust out, and swept the floor.A dress fitted for the occasion.Nope, I looked horrible. The color was dull, it was too tight, and too heavy. I was positive I wouldn't be able to move. I stared at myself in the mirror, feeling like a stuffed sausage. I turned from side to side, trying to find an angle that made me look less... ridiculous.“Are you sure about this, Cecil?” I called out, my voice laced with doubt. Cecil looked at me, her eyes lighting up as she saw me in the dress. “You look stunning, It's the perfect dress for the ball.”I gave her a skeptical look. “Perfect? I feel like I can barely breathe. And look at this color! It makes me look like a walking antique.”She sighed and walked over to me, adjusting the dress a little. "It's supposed to be vintage. That's the charm of it. And the fit will loosen up a bit as you wear it.
The fabric felt luxurious under my touch, and the sequins sparkled under the store's lights.I didn't waste a minute to go back into the changing room, my heart pounding with anticipation, hoping if fitted, if it doesn't, I'm not sure the other's will, since there were only three and had not much size difference.One of the attendants waited outside the fitting room while the other followed me in, in case I needed any help.She watched as I slipped into the dress, carefully adjusting the straps and smoothing out the fabric. When I turned to look in the mirror, I was stunned. The dress fit me perfectly, hugging my curves and highlighting my figure in the best possible way. The high slit was the perfect definition of sexy and elegance, easy and free.I loved it. Too much.Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the changing room. Cecil's eyes widened when she saw me, and she let out a little squeal of delight.“Holy mashed potato, You look amazing!” She exclaimed, clapping her hands toge
The next thing we ordered were Crêpes, thin and delicate pancakes that melted in my mouth with each bite. They were served with a variety of fillings – we had some with Nutella and others with fresh berries and cream. We also tried Gougères, which are cheesy puffs that were light and airy, perfect little bites of heaven.The stares we got from the other people in the restaurant for ordering so much food were funny. It was like they had never seen anyone enjoy a good meal before. Cecil was practically bouncing in her seat, her excitement bubbling over. When I asked why she was super excited about it, she said this was the first heat festival she was going to celebrate with a genuine friend, and she was hopeful about finding a mate since her previous engagement ended.So sweet. For someone who loves snacks, this was my soul place. We also ordered something heartier, we got Pommes Frites, which are basically French fries but way fancier and tastier than any fries I’ve ever had. Cris