Rated #2 in Mature Adult! WOW!!
Just read the damn story. Contains INCEST.
PLEASE READ THIS STORY AND LISTEN TO YOUR HEART PART 2 THE PURGE WHILE YOU STILL CAN. I AM THINKING OF DELETING BOTH STORIES. THE STORIES AREN'T AS GOOD AS I HOPED THEY WOULD...
"Well...to be honest. I'm not quite sure. It was a very brief kiss, and it only took a few seconds to blow my mind...So....."
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(She smiles slightly.)
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"Stop it."
"Stop what?"
"Do you always tease women?"
"Only the ones I like."
"And what do you like about me?"(She asks, looking at me quizzically.)
(I brush her cheek with the back of my fingers.)
"Your lips and your beautiful blue eyes."
(She blushes, and we kiss. Slowly at first, as if we were testing one another. We look into one another's eyes, as if searching for answers to questions we haven't asked one another yet. We kiss again, our tongues intertwined.)
(She suddenly pulls back.)
"Hey...do you have a girlfriend?"
"Wait...you ask me that after you blow my mind?"
(Her cheeks turn red.)
"Stop...it."
(God, she is so beautiful I think.)
"No...no girlfriend. You?"
"No"(She replies)"I've been in a few relationships, but...well..."
(I notice a touch of sadness in her eyes.)
"Well...I brought you a pizza. Do I get points for that?"
(She shrugs)"Yea...I guess you do."
(I brush her hair away from her eyes.)
"You, okay?" (I ask)
"Yea...just dwelling on stuff from my past I shouldn't be dwelling on...because I can't change it. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Why are you different?"
"Different?"
"You take the time to listen to me...why?"
"That's...a bit hard for me to explain, Billie."
"Try me."
"Well...to be honest...I've always thought...most guys are assholes."
(She covers her mouth to stifle a laugh.)
"Wow...okay...why?"
"They don't take the time to listen. They can be with a girl for years, and not know her favorite color, or her lucky number...or what her dreams are. That's just my opinion of course."
"Really?... and what's my favorite color?"
"Black"
"Lucky number?"
"4"
(She brushes her lips gently against my cheek.)
"And what...are...my...dreams?"
(I kiss her neck, right under her ear lobe. She moans softly.)
"Singing...Dancing..."
(We kiss again.)
"Performing for your fans...and..."
"And?" (She whispers in my ear.)
"Kissing me?"
(She smiles.)
"God...you're a mental case...you know that? You read about me on the internet, didn't you?"
"Yea...but I can't be right all of the time. Besides I've never been committed. They keep kicking me back out."
(She giggles.)
"I don't know what it is about you...but..."
"But what?"
"I feel more like myself around you. More relaxed. Does that make sense?"
"That depends."
"On what?"
"Well...if you don't feel like yourself. Then who am I kissing?"
"Will you shut up? You're making me blush!"
"Well...that explains the redness in your cheeks. Bummer...I was kind of hoping it was my kisses making you hot. You are beautiful, Billie."
(She smiles and leans towards me.)
"Oh my God. I'm in bed with a crazy person."
"Can't win them all." (I reply.)
(We kiss again, and her hands grip the back of my head as she pulls me closer, and my arms encircle her hips, pulling her tight against me.)
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(Our kisses become longer. Our moans fill the hotel room, as the heat and desire between us builds. I kiss her neck, as my hands squeeze her ass.)
