HaremChapter 2 Cinnamon
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Sunday had arrived and Erich impatiently pounded on the door to Dawn’s apartment. ‘Dawn, hurry up!’ He called through the door.
‘Hold on, I’m coming.’ She replied as she opened the door. ‘Just let me get my purse.’ Dawn turned back into her apartment and picked up a small satchel sitting on the chair. She then continued out the door, locked up her apartment, and started heading to the elevator. Only then did she realize Erich still standing there in a daze. ‘Erich! Weren’t you the one yelling at me to hurry up? Let’s go!’
Erich finally snapped out of his stupor. ‘R-Right,’ he said. Dawn was always pretty but tonight she looked absolutely stunning. She wore a black cocktail dress, that revealed everything and yet nothing at the same time. The neckline wasn’t plunging but it showed just a touch of cleavage revealing the shape of her breasts. The back of the dress was left somewhat open so that her shoulders and upper back were left bare. The skirt wasn’t too short but it was just short enough to reveal her long, pretty legs. Her brown hair, which was left down for once, framed her face. This was the first time Erich had ever seen her without her hair pulled back and he couldn’t help but to wish to see her like this more often. His initial shock at her beauty gave way to fantasies of making love to her playing in his head. These fantasies continued as he got in the car, went on autopilot, and drove them to the restaurant. His thoughts were finally interrupted by a familiar voice.
‘Erich. We’re here. Why are you still sitting in the car? What on earth is wrong with you today?! You hardly even said a word the whole way over here and normally you won’t stop talking even to take a breath. At this rate you’ll expose the fact that we aren’t actually dating in two minutes flat.’ Dawn said.
‘S-sorry. My mind is just wandering. You know, the nerves.’ Erich partially lied. ‘Anyways, we should be getting inside.’ He ushered her into the restaurant and spotted a middle age woman waving at him. He walked towards her and Dawn followed behind.
‘Hi Mom, how was the flight? You look great by the way. And this is Dawn, my girlfriend.’ He fired off, hugging his mom.
‘Hi Dawn. It’s great to meet you.’ She politely said holding her hand out.
Dawn shook her hand and cordially replied: ‘It’s great to meet you too. I was wondering when Erich would finally introduce me to his family.’
‘Hiding her from us Erich? You know this boy didn’t even tell me he was dating you until a few days ago. Can you believe that? And you two have been dating for a year and a half now already! Well I can’t wait to hear how you two met but first you need to excuse me. I need to wash my hands. I’ll let you take a seat and order your drinks.’
‘Psst… Erich! A year and a half?! Are you kidding me? She’s going to expect a long history between us. I could easily pretend we’d been dating for five months but I can’t come up with 18 months worth of relationship material on the spot.’ Dawn whispered to him as his mother left the table.
‘Look, she put me on the spot. So I just said the first thing I could think of. Besides Dawn, I did meet you a year and a half ago.’ Erich responded. It was true though. Erich had moved into her apartment a year and a half ago. At that time Dawn was still a law student and had little interest in speaking to anyone who wouldn’t further her career. Erich, however, was determined to be friends with her. To be honest, it was more like he was determined to eat her food and have her do his household chores. ‘Anyways, I’ll handle most of the talking.’
Dawn and Erich stopped talking and smiled awkwardly as they noticed Erich’s mom walking back to the table. She sat down and the waitress stopped by to take their orders. When the waitress left, Erich’s mom started: ‘So where were we? Oh yes. You were about to tell me how you met.’
‘Well, when I moved into the apartment I went to all my neighbors’ apartments to introduce myself. Dawn happens to have the apartment across from mine, you see. So after I made her acquaintance we ended having a romantic candle lit dinner and she struck me with her charm. We’ve been seeing each other ever since.’ Erich said casually. Dawn choked at Erich’s answer. A romantic candle lit dinner? Struck with charm? Ha.
Erich had gone over to Dawn’s apartment to introduce himself all right. At the time she had wished that he would just leave. She was hard at work in her studies and in the middle of cooking dinner. She almost shoved him out the door because he would not stop speaking. He eventually left telling her to let him know if she ever needed anything. She had hoped to never have to deal with him again. Fate, it seems, had another plan. A city wide power outage occurred thirty minutes after Erich had left. Dawn had candles and matches but somehow couldn’t seem to light the candles no matter how hard she tried. Giving up she eventually went over to Erich’s apartment to ask if he had any more luck with matches than she did. He lit the candles but anytime Dawn moved them, the flame burned out. Erich had to relight the candles after they moved the candles back inside Dawn’s apartment. Out of politeness, Dawn then offered to do Erich a favor in return for helping her. To her surprise, Erich pointed to the pasta she had cooked right before the power outage. Erich couldn’t cook without power and all the restaurants were closed. There wasn’t any way Dawn could refuse at that point. So the night ended with the pair of them eating dinner in the dark with one candle between them. ‘Great first date, huh?’ Erich had jokingly said then. His remark was met with a swift kick in the leg. Struck with charm? Struck with a foot maybe.
‘How nice.’ Erich’s mom replied. ‘It must have been love at first sight. So Dawn, what did you think of my son when you met him?’
‘I thought he was a hyper golden retriever that wouldn’t stop yipping’ Dawn thought to herself but instead responded: ‘He was so handsome there was no way I couldn’t fall in love with him upon first seeing him.’
Erich’s mom asked one or two other relationship questions but nothing that Dawn couldn’t answer. The rest of the dinner was spent talking about their careers, the weather, the upcoming holiday, and oh yes, of course, how many children they should have in the future. When they finished their meals it was about 10:00.
‘Well, why don’t we chit-chat more at the hotel?’ Erich’s mom said as they stood up to leave.
‘Oh, I would love to but I still have more work to finish for tomorrow.’ Dawn declined. ‘I hate to be rude but you know how it can be at work sometimes.’
‘That’s too bad. It was good to meet you though. I guess Erich will have to drive you back then.’
‘No, don’t worry about it. I’ll take a taxi home, the taxi stand is right outside. Erich should take you back to the hotel, I’m sure you have more things to talk about.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Yes.’ She smiled and looked at Erich awkwardly. Hesitantly, she pecked Erich on the cheek. ‘Goodnight. I’ll see you later Erich.’ She walked out to the taxi dispatcher and stood waiting for the next available taxi. Erich and his mom had walked out towards his car. Except Erich sprinted back towards her as his mom lingered by the parking spaces.
‘Yes?’ Dawn asked looking confused.
‘I don’t think my mom quite believed that last kiss.’ He whispered into her ear. Erich proceeded to encircle her with his arms and leaned over to press his lips onto hers. Ahh… they were soft and warm. It was heaven. Then he slid his tongue inside her mouth. It was a gentle kiss at first, but it gradually became more intense. His tongue massaging against hers demanded her to respond to his touch. The kiss deepened and she felt her knees go weak, melting into his arms. About twenty seconds later, Erich pulled away ending the kiss. ‘I think that was more convincing.’ Erich grinned and left her standing at the taxi stand in a daze.
‘Miss, your taxi has arrived.’ Dawn heard a far off voice say. Not registering what the words that had been said or what was happening around her, she climbed in and the taxi drove off.
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IncestI remember your touch. I remember your kisses. When you still meant them. It's different now. Like fucking me is a chore. I don't feel you love me. Not anymore. I just want you to kiss me softly, deeply. I want to feel your hands on my ribs, sliding up to stroke my breasts. Mmmmmmmmm...it's been so long. I am naked, and have just shaved my hot, tight slit. I want you to lick me, to suck my clit, to tongue fuck my wet cunt. I want to feel you hot and hard inside me, pushing me over the edge,...
RomanceAfter a long day of work, I finally walk through my front door. My shoulders and neck are aching, wishing your hands were kneading them, soothing the pain with firm but careful fingers. I sigh, leaving my bag by the stairs. The house is empty. Running my hands through my hair, I kick off my heels and make my way up the stairs towards my room. It's too quiet, so I put on some music and start to undress. My clothes feel heavy as I take them off, first my blazer, then my shirt. The buttons pop one...
MasturbationIt's been two years since I've seen and talked her. Since the fall of our three year relationship. Sometimes I like to think I'm over this incredible woman. But realistically...I know that I'm not. I like to convince myself from time to time that I don't want to kiss her, hold her, make love to her... But truth is...I want her. I want all of her. Just for me and no one else. I know that I should be way over her by now, and the fact that I constantly think about her is perhaps on some level...
LesbianEmma awoke at 8am feeling wonderful. She still felt the sensation of his kiss on her lips. Downing a half grapefruit with a little sugar and a cup of hot tea laced with honey, she took off to have a nice long bath. She put her Cell phone at the edge just in case Tim called. Going to the zoo excited the beautiful young woman. She had tossed in some perfumed bath beads and some sweet smelling oils. Emma hummed happily at the thought of seeing the lions, The tigers, and the bears, and oh my!...
Instead of going to sleep at 2am, they decided to stay awake and clean up after themselves. Nothing was worse than just a few hours sleep after such activity. They knew that if they slumbered so short of a time they'd be zombies the entire coming day. Tim finished packing everything both wanted to take with them on the flight. While it was still on her mind Emma stored her beautiful set of diamond rings in the wall safe. She slid on her plain gold band that Tim slipped on her finger during...
Congratulations, Daddy," Emma said to her husband, upon entering their little hut on Tahiti. She had gone to a doctor earlier and came home to break the news to her husband. "I knew you had it in you." "You are pregnant?" Tim had that shocked look on his face. "As pregnant as any girl could be," she plopped himself into his lap. "How?" "I don't recall exactly but I think it goes this way. You have this thing between your legs, I have an opening between mine. You stick that...
When I went to college, I was away from Brittney for a few years and was enjoying the affections of the older women I was meeting in college. I could never get her out of my mind though and felt guilty for the constant obsession I had for my cousin. There were nights I would close my eyes and envision Brittney’s face and body as I slid myself into whatever girl I was with. For a few months I dated a girl with the same blond hair as my cousin and I would look down on her and fantasize about...
Copyright© 10/31/2002 She reached over and turned out the light. Another night alone. Since his death she had found succor in time by herself. Sleep being her best release. She could still smell him in the bed clothes, still feel him in her sleep. They were so much of a couple, one came with the other. A kind of matched set. Her friends were worried about her. It had been a while since his death and she showed no signs of "coming out of it", and beginning her life without him. And yet she...