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Twisted But Precious: The Morning After the Sunrise Dance

Date: 10/30/2014, Categories: Love Stories, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: , Source: LushStories

booze was free. She was laughing and tugging him eagerly. John was looking at her mini skirt, her sexy legs, her sexy ass. As Aya laughed with giddy nervousness she said something. John couldn’t hear her. “What did you say?” He was smiling. He was happy. “I said the pill was Cialis.” Aya laughed lightly and tugged on John’s arm. She eagerly pulled him along a narrow white nylon corridor. John chuckled. No wonder his cock was so hard. John had no chance to say anything when Aya ducked her head down and slid past a flap of white nylon into a private den away from the corridor. John ducked and followed not knowing what would come next. The Present: The Morning After Inside Cloud Bliss After the wild morning sex threesome John and the two sexy young girls had fallen asleep again. When John awoke his head was much clearer. The throbbing headache was gone. He could remember most of the night. John looked over and Aya was already awake. She was gazing at him with soft feminine eyes. Rena had disappeared. “Morning handsome.” Aya’s voice was soft and feminine. John smiled. “Morning beautiful.” She grinned. “Now I hope you don’t think I do this sort of thing all the time.” John smirked an egotistical male smirk. “I had no such impression.” He chuckled and she laughed lightly. The girl he was falling in love with poked him playfully in the ribs again. Aya seemed to become thoughtful and her eyes shifted. She turned her soft intent eyes back onto John’s. “You said some silly things last ... night you know John?” He smiled nervously. “Did I?” He asked with a tinge of regret at what might come to follow. What the fuck had he said? Could he blame it on all the alcohol? “Ah huh. Yup you did.” John rubbed his fingers nervously and reached out to hold her hand to calm his racing heart. “Okay. Shoot away.” “Well…..” Aya’s eyes danced. She paused for dramatic effect. “You sort of offered to take me to Bali.” John grinned. “Oops? Did I?” Aya laughed and giggled. “Yup you sure did. She squeezed his hand with hers.” She looked away. Her eyes looked into the distance of the vaulted white canopy. She was nervous. She reached for her faux white rabbit fur jacket and rummaged in the pocket. She pulled out an eyeliner pencil. “Anyways John. No pressure. But I like you. I like you a lot. You’re interesting.” Her cheeks bloomed a brighter red. “So anyways. This is my number.” Aya grabbed his forearm and with her black eyeliner pencil she wrote a cell phone number along the underside of his arm. John stared at her dumbfounded. His own heart was racing a million miles an hour. “So anyways I’m not……” John leaned forward and stopped her gibberish with a kiss. The kiss made her giggle and then sigh and then moan. John finally pulled his lips away. “Shut up. Stop talking.” He said. When she tried to speak a second time he kissed her again, but more briefly. John grabbed the eyeliner pencil from her slender hand. “Give me your other arm. I don’t want to damage that beautiful drawing of ...