Seventh_Serendipidy
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Hi guys and gals,
I'm new to the boards but have been reading the short stories on Literotica for years now. I've always fantasised about putting my own ideas and fantasies into words and recently I began to write a short story. I have finally plucked up the courage to put forth a short intro for your expert critique
All comments and feedback would be very much appreciated..
Thanks in advance,
S_S
The first moment he saw her, he pushed her up against the wall in the hallway. He had barely closed the door behind him. Her heart skipped a beat; she wasn’t sure if it was simply the sight of him, his eyes scanning her body from head to toe; or if it was the fear she felt every time she imagined that they might get caught. His hold was strong around her waist as he pulled her into him and kissed her hard on the lips. His tongue delved deep into her mouth frantically. He bit her lip as his hand pulled her hair down towards her spine to reveal her neck. He gently ran his lips along the soft skin of her neck and collar bone, inhaling her floral perfume. She knew that he adored her and she knew exactly what to do now. She would do nothing; but be adored by him. She knew he wanted her and the thought of his longing made her wet with desire. He sighed as he ran his lips down her neck and across her chest. Her blouse was loose and she had left a few buttons undone so as to entice him, in case he had not wanted her today. His breathing was heavy on her neck as he slid his hands down her back and placed one on each of her buttocks. Each time he had cupped them in his hands and felt her young, tight body he had wanted to bend her over and slip her jeans down over her sexy tanned arse cheeks. She knew it.
She sauntered around the house in her tightest jeans, low slung over her hips to show off both her pert arse and toned stomach. She loved to catch him watching her, to tease him across the hall as she wandered into her bedroom from the shower. Sometimes she would look back at him as she let her towel slide down just enough so that he could see the water running down her back and just a glimpse of the tops of her cheeks. She would look down at his crotch to see how hard he was, and once satisfied, she would smile, bite her lip and close the door behind her. This had been going on for months, every day she found a way to drive him crazy with desire. She would lounge in her cute pjs without a bra, knowing that he was catching glimpses of her nipples through the thin fabric. She would run from the shower to her bedroom in the smallest towel she could manage and simply smile at him as though she hadn’t noticed how much the sight of her turned him on. He wanted her and she knew it. She would spend hours working out ways to seduce him, strategically planning her every move around the house so that he would notice her. She loved to tease him more than anything.
It had started 18 months ago when she was just 17. She had asked him to help her into her dress on her prom night, since her mother was working late, a regular occurrence in their household. He had obliged and told her how beautiful she looked. She knew her body had changed, her hips were fuller and her breasts were bigger. Her figure had morphed from that of a skinny teenager to one which belonged to a woman. She had curves in all the right places and he told her so. He had said that she looked a lot like her mother when she was younger. He had pushed her hair to the side as he zipped up her dress from the back and the feel of his touch on her neck had sent a tingle through her spine. She had thought about him all night and ached to return home to see him.
That night as she got ready for bed she had fantasised about him unbuttoning her dress, and slipping it down over her hips. She had imagined him laying her down on her bed in just the lace black underwear she had chosen with her Mother especially. She had remembered how her body had responded to his touch and she longed to feel that again. She removed her dress and slung it over her dresser, lit some candles and switched off the lights. She lay down on the bed in just her underwear and tried to imagine the way her Daddy’s fingers would feel as they ran gently from her neck across her chest, over her full breasts and down her stomach. She ran her fingers across the top of her knickers and imagined him there, teasing her. As she ran her fingernails gently up her inner thighs, her hands slipped inside her knickers and she gasped at her own touch. She was dripping wet. She pulled the fabric to the side and gently ran her fingers over her clitoris. She quietly moaned as she imagined his touch and what he would look like naked. He had a good body for his age, he was lightly tanned from the sun and his shoulders were broad from all the manual work he had done as a young man. Her mother had told her that his thick jet black hair and toned body had made him the envy of all the men in their youth. She imagined being wrapped up in his big protective arms and moaned louder as her fingers explored her pussy further. Slowly, she slid one finger inside and probed gently at her walls. She became desperate for more; one finger led to two and then three. She gently fucked herself with her fingers and imagined that they were her Daddy’s hard cock; hard at the sight of his little girl laid down before him in just her underwear. She pulled out her wet fingers and brought them to her lips. She licked the juices from each of them in turn and then placed them back on her throbbing clit. She needed to come this time, her body ached. She wanted her fingers to be his, to feel him bring her to orgasm. She imagined her tongue running across her pussy lips, whilst his fingers probed gently in and out of her. She imagined him wanting her, entering her, pleasuring her, taking her virginity. Vivid thoughts of him ran through her head until she couldn’t take anymore, she felt her legs stiffen and her breathing get faster. Her hips protruded forwards as her groin left the bed. It felt like every muscle in her body tensed as she froze in anticipation. A warm delicious feeling shot up from her toes, through her stomach and across her chest. She felt her whole pussy explode and her clitoris throbbing. She was soaked in her own juices, her heart was beating fast and she could feel sweat dripping from the small of her back. And then calm. She lay there for a while to catch her breath before a smile spread across her face. She would have him, she knew right then that she would have him.
I'm new to the boards but have been reading the short stories on Literotica for years now. I've always fantasised about putting my own ideas and fantasies into words and recently I began to write a short story. I have finally plucked up the courage to put forth a short intro for your expert critique
All comments and feedback would be very much appreciated..
Thanks in advance,
S_S
The first moment he saw her, he pushed her up against the wall in the hallway. He had barely closed the door behind him. Her heart skipped a beat; she wasn’t sure if it was simply the sight of him, his eyes scanning her body from head to toe; or if it was the fear she felt every time she imagined that they might get caught. His hold was strong around her waist as he pulled her into him and kissed her hard on the lips. His tongue delved deep into her mouth frantically. He bit her lip as his hand pulled her hair down towards her spine to reveal her neck. He gently ran his lips along the soft skin of her neck and collar bone, inhaling her floral perfume. She knew that he adored her and she knew exactly what to do now. She would do nothing; but be adored by him. She knew he wanted her and the thought of his longing made her wet with desire. He sighed as he ran his lips down her neck and across her chest. Her blouse was loose and she had left a few buttons undone so as to entice him, in case he had not wanted her today. His breathing was heavy on her neck as he slid his hands down her back and placed one on each of her buttocks. Each time he had cupped them in his hands and felt her young, tight body he had wanted to bend her over and slip her jeans down over her sexy tanned arse cheeks. She knew it.
She sauntered around the house in her tightest jeans, low slung over her hips to show off both her pert arse and toned stomach. She loved to catch him watching her, to tease him across the hall as she wandered into her bedroom from the shower. Sometimes she would look back at him as she let her towel slide down just enough so that he could see the water running down her back and just a glimpse of the tops of her cheeks. She would look down at his crotch to see how hard he was, and once satisfied, she would smile, bite her lip and close the door behind her. This had been going on for months, every day she found a way to drive him crazy with desire. She would lounge in her cute pjs without a bra, knowing that he was catching glimpses of her nipples through the thin fabric. She would run from the shower to her bedroom in the smallest towel she could manage and simply smile at him as though she hadn’t noticed how much the sight of her turned him on. He wanted her and she knew it. She would spend hours working out ways to seduce him, strategically planning her every move around the house so that he would notice her. She loved to tease him more than anything.
It had started 18 months ago when she was just 17. She had asked him to help her into her dress on her prom night, since her mother was working late, a regular occurrence in their household. He had obliged and told her how beautiful she looked. She knew her body had changed, her hips were fuller and her breasts were bigger. Her figure had morphed from that of a skinny teenager to one which belonged to a woman. She had curves in all the right places and he told her so. He had said that she looked a lot like her mother when she was younger. He had pushed her hair to the side as he zipped up her dress from the back and the feel of his touch on her neck had sent a tingle through her spine. She had thought about him all night and ached to return home to see him.
That night as she got ready for bed she had fantasised about him unbuttoning her dress, and slipping it down over her hips. She had imagined him laying her down on her bed in just the lace black underwear she had chosen with her Mother especially. She had remembered how her body had responded to his touch and she longed to feel that again. She removed her dress and slung it over her dresser, lit some candles and switched off the lights. She lay down on the bed in just her underwear and tried to imagine the way her Daddy’s fingers would feel as they ran gently from her neck across her chest, over her full breasts and down her stomach. She ran her fingers across the top of her knickers and imagined him there, teasing her. As she ran her fingernails gently up her inner thighs, her hands slipped inside her knickers and she gasped at her own touch. She was dripping wet. She pulled the fabric to the side and gently ran her fingers over her clitoris. She quietly moaned as she imagined his touch and what he would look like naked. He had a good body for his age, he was lightly tanned from the sun and his shoulders were broad from all the manual work he had done as a young man. Her mother had told her that his thick jet black hair and toned body had made him the envy of all the men in their youth. She imagined being wrapped up in his big protective arms and moaned louder as her fingers explored her pussy further. Slowly, she slid one finger inside and probed gently at her walls. She became desperate for more; one finger led to two and then three. She gently fucked herself with her fingers and imagined that they were her Daddy’s hard cock; hard at the sight of his little girl laid down before him in just her underwear. She pulled out her wet fingers and brought them to her lips. She licked the juices from each of them in turn and then placed them back on her throbbing clit. She needed to come this time, her body ached. She wanted her fingers to be his, to feel him bring her to orgasm. She imagined her tongue running across her pussy lips, whilst his fingers probed gently in and out of her. She imagined him wanting her, entering her, pleasuring her, taking her virginity. Vivid thoughts of him ran through her head until she couldn’t take anymore, she felt her legs stiffen and her breathing get faster. Her hips protruded forwards as her groin left the bed. It felt like every muscle in her body tensed as she froze in anticipation. A warm delicious feeling shot up from her toes, through her stomach and across her chest. She felt her whole pussy explode and her clitoris throbbing. She was soaked in her own juices, her heart was beating fast and she could feel sweat dripping from the small of her back. And then calm. She lay there for a while to catch her breath before a smile spread across her face. She would have him, she knew right then that she would have him.