The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 3 - Sex Stories

The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 3

... so to speak, and which are difficult to delete, once created. I have received justified criticism from another author that a story of mine reminded him of cooking programs on television; there was too much going on. So it’s better to keep a certain distance, despite the temptations. Also literally, by leaving it alone for a while.” “That sounds convincing… On the other hand you’re missing part of the fun then.” “Don’t worry. A lot of body fluid is spent between writing sessions.” “Mom said that you are working on a sequel and that she had offered to proof read.” “That’s right. I’m putting the finishing touches to it. Without advertising, I’m inclined to say it will be hotter than the ones you have read. I will send you a copy too if you like.” “My goodness! Yes please, I can’t wait!” I changed the subject by asking her questions about her studies that would begin in a few weeks’ time and the preceding introduction period. That helped to cool down, a little. “So you have come to your senses, my love,” Claudia said to me, coming onto the terrace and squeezing my semi-hard wand that reacted swiftly. “I have been brought to my senses. And I have been treated very nicely… In different ways.” “I see… So you have been working, my dear. No doubt putting yourself on display, and getting acquainted with this hot toy at close quarters.” Another squeeze. Michelle looked like a puss that had been at the cream. “You have a dirty radar too,” I said. “And furthermore, apart from that sexy ...

... little thing Michelle is wearing, you are now the only one with clothes on. Take them off immediately, or I will rip them off.” Michelle burst into laughter. Later on the ladies prepared a nice salad, with salmon, other fish ingredients and small pieces of baked kidney, combined with toast; a perfect meal for a warm summers’ evening. As they moved between the terrace and the kitchen, I was continuously treated with their awesome appearance. Feasting my eyes on the half bare butt of Michelle and peeking into her pants enhanced the joy immensely. Current as Michelle might be as to the details of the sexual activities between her mother and me, she was not up to standard with one thing: The library. She was extremely curious, or in her own words, super-curious, and wanted to get acquainted with the content as quickly as possible. We planned that I would take Milou out, whereas they would clear the table. After the introduction to the library we would have coffee. When I returned they were upstairs already. I found them sitting next to each other on the bed, with their legs crossed as in a lotus position, in front of the screen. I took a comfortable leather chair near a large mirror, the one that had been used by Esther for the photograph of Claudia. As her mother was browsing through the collection of pictures, using a cordless mouse, Michelle watched captivated and gave directions, especially when close-ups of certain body parts came by, or nudity in public places. “Stop, I want ...