I’ve Always Been Yours: An Erotic Collection のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 6

I have always been in love with John Jacobs. From the first day I saw him, standing by our front porch. His large hands were tucked into his pockets as he introduced himself to my mother. My mother was all smiles, practically drooling herself at the sight of him, going to get him cookies. And she never gave anyone cookies, so you understand just how attractive this young man was now. Tall and lean, he looked so nonchalant, dressed simply in shorts and a plaid button down. His chocolate brown eyes mesmerized me. I heard only snippets of their conversation. In fact, I was barely listening. More like I was watching the way his lips formed words, and wondering how it would feel like to taste those lips. I remember I was sitting by the stairs, legs wrapped around my pillow, fantasising about someone like him being my boyfriend. I’d held onto the image of him for the rest of that day. Later, my mother told me he lived next door to us and just entered his second year at the Community C

“Yes, of course,” I say, feeling a surge of power at the hopeful look he gives me. He pulls me to himself instantly, and I feel his cock press against my crotch. I moan, feeling helplessly turned on. He tips my chin up to meet his lips, taking my mouth in his in the softest kiss. I moan into his lips again, louder this time, and he grabs my ass, his large hand kneading my ass through the skirt. I lift one leg up, wrapping it around his waist, and kiss him fully, roughly. He sticks his tongue deeper into my mouth as he holds me tighter, his second hand landing on my boob that’s pressed on his chest. The feel of our skin touching sends my body into a mini frenzy. I can’t stop the loud moans that erupt from my mouth all of a sudden, and he takes this confirmation as fuel. His thumb caresses my nipple, tickling the bud in a way that makes me shake, squirming in his arms and begging for more of him. I suck on his tongue, feeling how deeply it fills my mouth, and I feel half able to

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.” “What? No! That’s not what I’m doing!” I scream as I feel my cheeks heat up. I murmured, “I was just checking for lint on the dress.” I step toward Joanna, a smile forming on my face, as I look at her. She’s so beautiful today. Her white silk dress flowing around her shoulders and framing her lovely features. I have to admit, she’s one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever met. “Where’s your hair stylist? I don’t want to spoil your hair, baby.” “Don’t worry, you won’t,” she says as she pulls me closer, holding o