My Erotic Tale
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(I was un-certain rather to make this story closed or open so I will make it closed with the exception of any one wishing to add may PM Annora or myself (My Erotic Tale) The initial developement between annora and myself will be iron clad but if you want to write your own prose of Hotel Memories then I think that would be a grand addition ...enjoy! and away we go ...)
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'Casada' Hotel Memories~
My name is 'Night Falcon' we will leave it at that. I fidgit, I don't sleep well and I can't seem to get 'her' out of my mind. Like a grain of sand under the eye lid, the iritation festers and knaws at me. I only recall very little of her scent but I will always remember her smile that trailed down her body like a river of desire.
She was waiting, room 113, I should have known right then, she was a black widow luring me to her web with slithering feline glides that only magnify my already delicate situation. I haven't had a woman in ... a long time.
I opened the door and the dim light was obvious, she was ready for me. Waiting like a tigeress for her prey but I went in any way. I can handle one woman, or so I thought. I stormed in with male pride. I am here jests with a pocket full of sin and a wicked grin.
Then I saw her! She was like an erotic illumination of soft tone skin slightly covered with silken lingerie and a tender lock curls, her eyes said everything with out a word as they 'lit' up. Wide and then soft head tilted down just enough to cock a smile then she spoke. Like a symphony of love her sound waves brushed my inner ear and I was entranced. As if injected with a love serum through the tone of her gentle seductive voice.
"Hello!"
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'Casada' Hotel Memories~
My name is 'Night Falcon' we will leave it at that. I fidgit, I don't sleep well and I can't seem to get 'her' out of my mind. Like a grain of sand under the eye lid, the iritation festers and knaws at me. I only recall very little of her scent but I will always remember her smile that trailed down her body like a river of desire.
She was waiting, room 113, I should have known right then, she was a black widow luring me to her web with slithering feline glides that only magnify my already delicate situation. I haven't had a woman in ... a long time.
I opened the door and the dim light was obvious, she was ready for me. Waiting like a tigeress for her prey but I went in any way. I can handle one woman, or so I thought. I stormed in with male pride. I am here jests with a pocket full of sin and a wicked grin.
Then I saw her! She was like an erotic illumination of soft tone skin slightly covered with silken lingerie and a tender lock curls, her eyes said everything with out a word as they 'lit' up. Wide and then soft head tilted down just enough to cock a smile then she spoke. Like a symphony of love her sound waves brushed my inner ear and I was entranced. As if injected with a love serum through the tone of her gentle seductive voice.
"Hello!"