xMySweetGirlx
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This is my first attempt at writing a quick,simple story. Please let me know what you think. I'm sure I can add to it. This is just a start. Thanks guys!
Constant Stares
Is it me.. or every time you look at me I feel a sense of heat shoot up my body as if your eyes are undressing every inch of my body.
The way you stare is almost seductive telling me I have no say in the matter. That my clothes will soon be off and my body is yours to the taking.
Is it I giving you the clearance to molest me in every sense known to man, that I will in fact allow you to grope me and do as you please.
Your stares are constant and almost frightening. Not knowing where you will start first makes me nervous.
What is it you want from me? What is it you desire?
Just the feeling you'll start up at my neck and work your way down sends shivers down to my thighs.
Not knowing if you'll force yourself upon me or slowly look over every square inch of my body circles in my mind.
To be embraced or taken does not cross my mind. I long for attention and the raping of your eyes does me justice. I want and need what must be given.
What is it that lies behind your eyes? You now have my attention. With the smallest smirk of your lips indicates whats soon to be the deepest penetration of your body going into me which makes me to think I should to smirk back indicating I want whats going to be given.
With only a glance you've already taken me. Now all I am to do is wait.
Constant Stares
Is it me.. or every time you look at me I feel a sense of heat shoot up my body as if your eyes are undressing every inch of my body.
The way you stare is almost seductive telling me I have no say in the matter. That my clothes will soon be off and my body is yours to the taking.
Is it I giving you the clearance to molest me in every sense known to man, that I will in fact allow you to grope me and do as you please.
Your stares are constant and almost frightening. Not knowing where you will start first makes me nervous.
What is it you want from me? What is it you desire?
Just the feeling you'll start up at my neck and work your way down sends shivers down to my thighs.
Not knowing if you'll force yourself upon me or slowly look over every square inch of my body circles in my mind.
To be embraced or taken does not cross my mind. I long for attention and the raping of your eyes does me justice. I want and need what must be given.
What is it that lies behind your eyes? You now have my attention. With the smallest smirk of your lips indicates whats soon to be the deepest penetration of your body going into me which makes me to think I should to smirk back indicating I want whats going to be given.
With only a glance you've already taken me. Now all I am to do is wait.