1. Eden's Apple


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: StableNight, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    eyes momentarily resting on her cleavage, then back up to her face. “Oh, hi Amy.” “Want to grab a bite to eat?” She could feel her cheeks reddening. He stared back blankly, surprised by the offer. “Um…” His eyes quickly scanned her body, then cogs slipped into place, and he realized where she was going with this. “Oh, well...you see, I have plans.” He tried to avoid her gaze. “Oh…okay…perhaps another time?” “Sure.” “Cool, see you later.” Amy flipped in place and swiftly walked out of the building. She felt a knot building in her chest. He didn’t have plans, he just didn’t want to be caught in public with someone like her. She felt stupid, putting herself out there like that. She walked out into the twilight, trying to cool herself off and clear her head. Her eyes moistened, yet she continued walking through the city streets at a brisk pace. Her few friends already had plans, so she now had nothing to do tonight. The thought of going home and spending the rest of the night playing video games crossed her mind, but she shook it away--she needed to start acting like an adult. Growing up in a conservative household, she spent most of her time cooped up in the house or with her family. She loved her family and would die for them, but they had stunted her social life. She didn’t get out much, spent most of her time with them, and became generally distrustful of strangers. Thus she was generally bad at meeting new people and making friends. The various smells of ethnic food drifted ...
    by, comforting her. She passionately loved San Francisco, it was always full of wonders, oddities, and hidden gems. The food is wonderful, the people are...interesting, and there’s always something new and interesting going on. Her heart began to ease and her curiosity began to rise. She took in her surroundings for the first time that evening. The street still had moderate traffic, a “hip” bike shop was in the process of closing for the night, and a sketchy Mexican place seemed packed. She noticed something familiar and she scanned more carefully. Finally she saw it, a small glowing snake wrapped around an apple. It was hanging next to the modestly lit wooden doors of a windowless building in an alley off the street. Amy’s heart skipped a beat. She had never been to anything like a sex club. For most of her childhood and teenage years, she was relatively innocent and inexperienced. She had only lost her virginity the year before to her ex-boyfriend. The experience was short and unsatisfying, and made sickening by the fact she had walked in on him deflowering another girl at a party a week later. At the time, she thought she’d never try sex again, but recently, the memory of feeling her flesh intertwined with another’s was creating an itch masturbation couldn’t satisfy. A nicely dressed couple, locked arm in arm, walked up to the door, smiling as they pulled it open and walked in. To Amy, they looked completely normal, as if they were walking into a nice restaurant. It didn’t ...
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