1. Eating Breakfast In Glass Slippers


    Date: 11/8/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TheScheherezadeFeint, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    this,” I say. “So, we got into another bottle back at the car, if anyone remembers,” Jasmine says, and I guess that rings some sort of a bell, “Not much. Just a couple of shots each. Everyone was pissed after breakfast. No offense,” she says to me now, “But your mom's a pretty heinous bitch.” “No, you're right. She's kind of awful. What's wrong with her?” I yell in frustration, slamming my fist down on the table, slopping black coffee across the table again, revealing to everyone just how many grounds and how much general filth their cups contain. “Who knows, honey, but that's probably a discussion for another time,” Ursula jokes, and I snort at her in annoyance, but laugh in approval and move on as she continues, “Anyway, we stripped down right there in the parking lot, and Jasmine gave your mom the finger as she and your dad drove away-” “You gave my mom the naked finger?” “Well, the topless finger.” “Damn. I hope I gave you a topless hug.” “You did more than that!” I look to Ursula, who inhales through her teeth, looking askance at me, as though she can't say anything to help. “Sorry, Ursula,” I tell her. “No worries. Looked like you both enjoyed it,” she says. “What exactly was... it?” After Ursula teases me with a lengthy pause, Jasmine interrupts her fun, “Oh it was just a snog. A good one, though.” Even though I can feel my face turning more than one shade of red, I think I'm smiling. “Are you smiling?” Ursula asks me. “I guess I am. What happened next?” “Well, once I ...
    got my panties off that same douche who kicked us out of the hotel came back and asked told us we couldn't leave the car. Matt got spouted off some legal mumbo-jumbo and a bunch of city-ordinances, and told him what for. He threw his hands in the air and went back inside once we left. Matt got a slap on the ass from each one of us as a reward.” “Oh! I do remember that, actually. Every word of that was bullshit. He couldn't have reasonably called the cops on us, but he could definitely have had us towed.” Laughter erupts around the room again. More coffee is spilled. Some splashes onto Andrea's back, and this is the first thing which causes her to stir significantly. She still does not wake, though, and our now redirected laughter continues a moment. “You know what? This has been a good weekend. Going in I really wouldn't have thought so.” “No, nor me. I'm glad you're doing however okay you are though,”Ursula says, “What else can you remember, sweetie?” “I don't know. It's hard to focus.” Jasmine stands behind me, massaging my shoulders and neck. “That feels wonderful,” I tell her, as I close my eyes. Ignoring the coffee I just sit and think a moment. - - - As my mind focuses the story begins to unfold again, more or less in order. The pieces falling into one another, haphazardly striking against the edges of the last, slowly beginning to interlock as the wheels in my head turn again. Adrift in a sea of bare skin and human beauty, I am immersed in the heat and glow of skin on ...
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