1. Butterflies in my Stomach 1: Taken by surprise


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: First Time, Lesbian Sex, Mature, Author: julietbravo, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    on me - and I focused on you. No shame, I could not see you peeing in the dark, but I saw your face, your smiling mouth. And I tried not to think about what I could not see ... as something inside me started again to flame! You got up again, straightened your dress, and tucked away your sweet globes neatly. The cathedral bell stroke with a low chime, lost in thought I counted its strikes ... ten, eleven, twelve - midnight. You interrupted my thoughts: &#034Midnight? Oh God, I need to hurry to the train station, my last train leaves in 20 minutes!&#034 Suddenly I noticed that we have hardly spoke a word all day. We knew each other’s first names and that we liked Gustav Mahler - that's it. I nestled in my handbag and found a business card. &#034Take this, there is also my mobile number on it. I MUST see you again. Could you make it on Friday? Let's say at eight? Come to my place, I will cook us something tasty.&#034 - &#034 I ... uh ... Friday? I don't know ... Yes ... yes … I will definitely make it!&#034 Then we embraced for goodbye, our tongues dancing a final salsa until you we broke free, you grabbed your sandals and dashed off towards the train station. I could hardly hear your bare feet on the asphalt and started to realize that we had not ...
    even said &#034good-bye&#034. I had not told you how much I liked being with you. I had not told you that I was burning with ... with what? Desire? Love? Lost in thoughts I strolled to the taxi stand - I decided to leave my own car in the garage with respect to my condition! I crouched down into the corner of the broad back seat of the Mercedes, my brain was idle, but my body felt the reminder of this evening with every fiber. I still smelled your scent under my nose – I was hooked! On the short tour the taxi driver repeatedly looked at me through the rearview mirror with undisguised grin, and as I peaked in my bathroom mirror at home, I knew why... That happened on Tuesday, and it strikes you as if it was three months ago and not just three days. Now you just have to hurry back home from work, take care of the baby-girl, freshen up ... and then jump on the train that takes you towards me! But that's another story...This is the English translation of my own German story “Flugzeuge im Bauch”. For a long time I had concerns to translate them to English. Butmissveronikhas supported me a lot and also helped with the translation – many thanks to her. Please vote this story and comment, whether you like it… so I may continue translating the other 10 parts.
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