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| Eight Ball |
| Copyright 2002 |
| Do you know what it's like to have to constantly portray the picture of purity? Don't get me wrong. I stand behind my beliefs but just once I'd like for some woman to see me as the bad boy. The guy that tears your heart in two the minute he glances your way. You all know the one I'm talking about but nobody ever sees me that way and they never will because I'm the good one. The boy next door; the one to take home to Mother. The reason I'll never be seen that way is for the mere factor of the opposition against me. There's the cute one, the mysterious one, the all around guy and the bad ass. Yes I said ass. Big surprise! Anyway, it was just another night out as usual. I watched as she leaned over the pool table; her cleavage barely hidden by all the gorgeous chesnut curls. Perhaps I paid a little too much attention to detail? You're exactly right. I'd memorized every inch of this woman. She looked up at me with those big blues eyes as though she knew what was going on in my mind. Maybe she does. I tried looking away but she wouldn't let me. She took aim at a ball centered in the direction of my, well you get the picture. Sure she thought I was cute and charming just like every other woman in the world but sexy? A woman like that just doesnt' go for a guy like me but wait. What's she doing? She was headed my direction."Brian,"she trapped me against the pool table with her soft, sumptuous curves."I think we need to stop fighting the obvious." "What might that be darlin?"I nervously responded to her advance. |
| "This attraction we're fighting. It's way too obvious. I know you want me,"her slender finger traced against my jaw."And I know I want you,"she said and passionately pressed her lips against mine. I could feel her body pressed firmly against mine as I reached around her body to explore. We hungrily found the taste of one another as I greedily drew her skin tight dress up over her soft curvy flesh. Exquisite it was as I dug into it. I took some initiative and turned her against the table. I lifted her onto the table's edge. I surveyed the room to see if anybody was watching. Funny thing is, we were alone now. Just the two of us. That's weird but she was here and she was all mine. I unlaced the spaghetti straps adorning each shoulder followed with a soft trail of kisses against each shoulder. I greedily pressed onward to the valley of her bosom as she relieved herself of the material masking the generous curvatures spilling out of their containment. I couldn't help myself. I molded the roundness of one as I suckled the opposing flesh into submission. I played with each and every glorious inch of the fleshy mounds she had to offer. It was literally a dream come true. I pulled the navy blue sweatshirt I'd been wearing over my head as she eased onto the center of the table and slid out of the dress. Now mind you I'm not shy about my build but it's not exactly the kind women dream of getting their hands on. Firm yes, but far from built like a rock. |
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| Doll found at Cool Dolls |