Erotic Stories tend to take many twists and turns as they are being told. When you think it’s going to go one way, the next thing you know it’s totally different.
OMG!! How did he get into my house?? I’m still wondering!! The door was locked.. and as far as I knew, he had no idea where I lived… I had never told him, all he knew was the city and kinda the location. I mean, I just told him I lived by the park!
It was my new boyfriend… I just don’t understand…
Maybe dreams really do come true… I was wishing he was there after all. But the reality of him showing up and crawling into my bed was just a tad bit too much. I mean don’t get me wrong I was pretty excited to see him at first.
However, it sunk in that maybe this wasn’t a very good thing. This is where my erotic story takes a shocking turn!
You see, I called Google to turn on the light beside my bed. Before he could interject the light sprang on, and exposed his real identity. I never in a million years thought I’d be looking at my brother’s best friend laying in bed next to me.
His hands-on me in ways that I’d only dreamed of.
You see, I’ve had a crush on him for such a long time. I can’t really even attempt to describe to you the level of shock I was in. Sitting there looking up at him as his hands rested on my breasts.
He was definitely in shock, no wonder he had access to the house! He knew the front door code! I think he could tell by the look on my face that I was totally shocked and confused.
The next thing I know, he was trying to explain his side of the erotic story.
He informed me that he had made the fake dating profile because he knew he couldn’t just talk to me. My brother would beat the crap out of him if he knew! Which I totally understood, my brother has quite the temper when it comes to me. But that’s a story for another day.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Here he sat with his hands on me in ways I had only written about in my journal. All I wanted was more, however, I was stuck questioning if it was the right thing to do.
As he sat there staring at me, I slowly trailed my fingertips down his stomach. I just had to feel it once. To see how big it is, and see just how hard it is for me. Slowly wrapping my hand around it, the noises he made as he gasped from my touch. Making my body ache in ways I never thought it could feel.
I wanted him, needed him. I didn’t want this erotic story to end here. There had to be more than this moment if we’d both been thinking about each other.
Before he knew what was going on, I sat up and kissed him.
However, I guess he knows now how I feel, the question is, what will he do with it?
What would you do with it?
So, If you dare.
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