Seductive torment in the cabin

This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. To read this story in consecutive order, start here: part 1, part 2, part 3.

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While Andrew continued his torturous play between her legs, Alexandra placed her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. He shifted his position slightly to allow for her to hang on to him as she buckled and twitched under his touch. Just as she felt a wave of approaching orgasm roll through her, Andrew removed his fingers and touched them to his lips. He took a deep breath in and closed his eyes.

Alexandra watched in fascination. This was a man who hungered for her in ways she never encountered before.

When Andrew opened his eyes again he stared at her and placed his fingers, wet with her juices, in front of her lips.

“Taste yourself,” he commanded her.

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A cabin of opportunities and benefits

This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. In the previous chapter (part 2) they were planning a day trip to explore some properties for a future project of Andrew’s. Before that (part 1) Alexandra fantasized about a sexual experience with her friend which led to a frustrating night without relief.

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The cabin looked inviting with its big stone fireplace and the huge framed windows. But it was the scenery through the windows that enhanced the seductive atmosphere; nothing but trees and water.

“There’s a lot of privacy here,” Andrew said, reading Alexandra’s mind. Quickly, she turned to give him a sly smile.

“Sure is,” she agreed before turning her attention back to the window.

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The intricate complications of friends with(out) benefits

A stand-alone piece that’s connected to Longing for orgasmic release using the same two characters: Alexandra and Andrew. Pondering their platonic friendship and the possibilities of a friends with benefits relationship.

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“What would happen if we kissed?”

Andrew stated the question bluntly, without preliminary chitchat. This is how it’s been with him since the beginning, Alexandra thought. The demand for truth and full disclosure in all their conversations. He had always insisted that if she wanted to know something, to ask him directly.

She stared at him. The sexual tension continued to make its presence known, but other than a few virtual boundaries, they hadn’t crossed the lines in real life. Theirs was a platonic friendship, at least for now.

Or was it? 

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Longing for orgasmic release

Tossing and turning isn’t going to help me get some rest, Alexandra thought as she rolled around on the big futon, trying to stay underneath the warmth of the electric blanket.

It was cold in the room, but warm in the bed. Her skin tingled. She kept thinking about him, how they left it last time they were together. How the pull to join, with lips and pussy and cock, had increased in strength and intensity.

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Seductive exposure (part 4)

 

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1) (part 2) and (part 3).

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He finally got his wish, I thought.

I turned around for him.

I could feel his eyes on me, from several feet away. Scanning me. Looking, but not touching.

My behind, bare and curvy, within reach of his touch. Continue reading “Seductive exposure (part 4)”

Seductive Exposure (part 3)

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1) and (part 2).

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He stood by the dresser and watched me react to his command.

Turn around, he had said earlier, startling me out of my reveries while standing there nude and exposed. I had just stripped for him, slowly and provocatively. Continue reading “Seductive Exposure (part 3)”

Seductive Exposure (part 2)

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1).

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Sliding the panties off my hips revealed more than just my nudity to the man whose bedroom I was standing in.

It revealed a shyness I knew I needed to conquer. Or at least acknowledge as an acceptable part of my vulnerability.

He watched me from his position by the dresser. His body was rigid; only his eyes followed along as my hands peeled my panties past my knees.

When they reached the floor I slowly stepped out of them.

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