1. April's Adventures Vol. 01


    Date: 4/14/2024, Categories: Toys & Masturbation, Author: bythugpoet88, Source: Literotica 

    Whispers of Lace

In the hushed and intimate confines of Macy's changing stall, April hesitated, surrounded by the muted and distant sounds of shoppers beyond. The lace panties clung to her, providing a fleeting respite from the overwhelming weight of romantic non-fulfillment.

"Why am I getting wet?" she pondered, a cascade of bewilderment echoing through her thoughts. Her fingers, moving with an almost unconscious sensuality, traced the intricate edges of the fabric. The borrowed garments became a conduit for a tantalizing dance with forbidden excitement, an intimate choreography that heightened the pulse of every stolen heartbeat.

As she admired herself in the mirror, driving her own curves with a lingering gaze, the dim light seemed to cast silent judgment on her choices. "What's a quickie gonna hurt?" She thought as she pinched her erect nipples through the garments, sliding her left hand down her stomach to the now soaked lacey panties. Lost in the moment, April starts to circle her love button like a hawk does its prey. A small sigh escapes her mouth as the circles begin to intensity in pace and pressure. April's knees buckle, as she can barely keep her composure. It's taking all her willpower not to burst. She slammed her left hand on the door to brace herself in case her knees betray her again.

"I'm gonna cum!" she thought as the intimate circles on her pearl continued to send jolts of electricity up and down her spine.

Just then, a rhythmic duet of ...
    ... knocks reverberated through the confined space.

"Knock."

"Knock."

The familiar sound of a compassionate feminine voice followed, reaching April's ears with a delicate resonance that shattered the prevailing silence.

"Is everything alright in there?" the voice inquired, genuine concern palpable in its cadence. "We heard a thud. Do you need any help?" The unexpected intrusion lingered in the air, entrapping the changing stall in an aura of unforeseen solicitude, a warmth that contrasted with the uninterrupted solitude.

Caught in a heartbeat's pause, April's internal musings intensified, developing into a symphony of intertwined fear and regret that echoed through the chambers of her consciousness. A torrent of explicit, unspeakable words laden with frustration and desperation, slid across her mind like shadows in the lit stall.

Forbidden Hymns

In the hushed sanctuary of Sunday sermons, April found solace and sin. Her eyes, drawn to the minister's pulpit presence, sparked a forbidden flame. Each scripture recited became a whispered confession, a shared secret between faith and desire. At least that's what she felt...

Forbidden Fruit

After leaving the service, April carried the forbidden attraction in her thoughts like a lingering tune. The minister's words played a personal melody. Her heart felt torn between devotion and desire. Alone in her room, she struggled with mixed thoughts. She knew the minister was spoken for, but her heart or her body longed to ...
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