Your erotic stories

Cindy and I met at an erotic writers' convention a little over a year ago. I am not sure what drew us together, I have always been a conventional type of guy and she has a penchant for the wilder side. The year before we had spent much time together, most of it in my room alone. This year, I had a surprise for her. I reached out and touched her on the arm. It had been a long year since we had last seen one another live and in the flesh.

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The continuing tale of two women in love. "It's a red satin cincher with black stockings and hells. Red cami and tap pants. A nice English cincher with six garters as opposed to the American style with just four." Your voice was low, breathy, husky, enticing. You knew full well the effect your words were having on me.

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