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Exploded thoughts. Chapter 1
Exploded thoughts. Chapter 1


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Forfatter: Zorah
Skrevet: 2014-07-23 16:42:22
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It wasn't even midnight, before Julia had placed herself under the warm covers in her bed. The warming vibrations from her cover, was touching her beautiful naked formed body, as she was lifting herself just to lay the easiest and best way possible. More vibrations touched her, and the touch made her nipples harder, it was a ticklish feeling, that had automatically made her wet, the throbbing feeling from between her legs, was electrifying, and made her fingers slowly stroke down her body, just to make her body shoot vibrations all the way through. Letting her finger part her lips, allowing them to slip in, and slowly massage her own clitoris.

"Oh fuck. Here we go again."

The words jut had enough power to skip through her lips, as minutes later se had let her juices run from her soaked wet pussy, all the way out on her madras.

"Perfect. This happens every damn time."

Her voice was low enough for not a single soul in the house to hear her, but loud enough for her to stand up, and look if anyone was at the door. She had done it again, like she did multiply times every day. Letting her inner thoughts run all the way out to her fingers, to give herself the pleasure, that she wanted others to give her.

Once she had felt the touch and power of what her fingers could do, she had been obsessed. She wanted more, and she wanted to try, she was a curious soul, with multiply secrets..

She was still naked when she had closed the door completely, never had she ever really thought about the fact that anyone could walk in during her little play, but she had always had the strange thought that maybe someone would be standing behind the door, without her knowing. That's why she always made sure to close the door, right after.

Being a tall girl, with long hazel brown hair, and not the typical pretty girl, that people would look after on the street, was making her youth and school time rather difficult. She would struggle to make real friends, people that she would even consider calling friends in the first place, but having the innocent look, and the mind of a crazy sex addict, could make even the most clever people confused. Manipulation, and games, was one of her strongest qualities in life.

"I wouldn't trade my thoughts, even if I had a choice." Before falling asleep, those were the words that came out of her parted lips.


haleløs2014-07-26 13:49:27

det ville være en go' idé at linke. se: Blod er bedre end vand del 02.

Og vær sød at skrive i din profil hvilken slags komm. du (ikke) ønsker (+/- stavefejl?)

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