I never really like Porn. Not because I don't enjoy sex, or because I don't like to watch. To be honest I am a bit of a voyuer. No most traditional Porn skipped the good stuff in my view and right onto the main event without any build up. I love the of arch back and a startled, heated gasp. Soft words of arousel that left one trembling and wet. The description of involuntarily giving in to pleasure. Of losing oneself in the moment.
All I ask is that you describe your character first in your first post, prefaced with the words 'To Set the Stage'. then move onto what happens next.
To set the Stage:
Sandy Blonde hair
Blue grey eyes
Heavy Set
Naive Virgin to a T, never even touched herself. Sensitve on the back of her neck and behind her knees.
The Beginning:
I suppose it started as a cliche, and yet not. I went into that job an unrepentnt virgin, naive. It was an office job in a company I had always wanted to work at and I felt blessed my boss was willing to hire me as his personal assistant. I took nearly a month to realize that my boss, who was high enough in the company to have an office with a waiting room, would stare at me as I entered. I didn't make waves though, let him stare. It's not like I knew why at the time.
One day he came up behind me while I was typing and leaned in close to see what I was doing. It was a pure accident, I was sure, when his hand brushed my neck as it settled on my shoulder. Normally I wore my hair down to protect the sensitve skin. Today though I had worn it up in a bun so his fingers glided right across my skin. I gasped; that felt really, really good. His hand settled and his thumb absently stroked the patch of skin it fell on. I felt my breath get heavier. He seemed not to notice as I continued to twitch.
What was this feeling? This pulse in my lower body and why was it suddenly so much hotter in here...
(At the very least i am looking for someone to write the part of the boss; possibly at least one other woman who will come into play later)
All I ask is that you describe your character first in your first post, prefaced with the words 'To Set the Stage'. then move onto what happens next.
To set the Stage:
Sandy Blonde hair
Blue grey eyes
Heavy Set
Naive Virgin to a T, never even touched herself. Sensitve on the back of her neck and behind her knees.
The Beginning:
I suppose it started as a cliche, and yet not. I went into that job an unrepentnt virgin, naive. It was an office job in a company I had always wanted to work at and I felt blessed my boss was willing to hire me as his personal assistant. I took nearly a month to realize that my boss, who was high enough in the company to have an office with a waiting room, would stare at me as I entered. I didn't make waves though, let him stare. It's not like I knew why at the time.
One day he came up behind me while I was typing and leaned in close to see what I was doing. It was a pure accident, I was sure, when his hand brushed my neck as it settled on my shoulder. Normally I wore my hair down to protect the sensitve skin. Today though I had worn it up in a bun so his fingers glided right across my skin. I gasped; that felt really, really good. His hand settled and his thumb absently stroked the patch of skin it fell on. I felt my breath get heavier. He seemed not to notice as I continued to twitch.
What was this feeling? This pulse in my lower body and why was it suddenly so much hotter in here...
(At the very least i am looking for someone to write the part of the boss; possibly at least one other woman who will come into play later)