You might notice I am taking a different direction with the story as I have done before. I was initially thinking of doing this with Little Red Riding Hood, but chose this one to be the first full and long Sensual Sunday Story. Surely might take away some of the Sensuality but I wanted to explore the way a story can be written. I hope you are still enjoying the story as is.
Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 6th Flake
In only a few seconds after the door closed of the elevator and she swiped her card through the machine I was getting intoxicated by the scent filling the small space. She stood slightly in front of me and I felt my neck stretch a little to sniff up the scent from her black hair.
I try not to sniff to fast or loud as not to alarm her of my behaviour. As uneasy as I feel being a stalker and freaky perverted man I can’t stop myself taking every inch of silhouette in to my mind together with the memory of her smell.
With a gentle stop the elevator came to a hold with a simple ping and the doors slide open. A quick reaction had me step back away from her face as it turned towards me. “We are here”
My eyes spread so wide my eyes could have popped out if one would slap the back of my head. As we walked through the glass door I walked up into a large picture of Lady Avalon hanging on a wall. While we walk around it I end up at 2 desks with a computer standing in the middle of this open space. The windows look out over the big city with not another tower in its sight.
The white floors reflect the light that shines but every where we I look I see glass and pictures of Lady Avalon. The one is more creepier than the other as her eyes felt real.
“I am going to have a shower and get in something comfortable so we can get started.”
-“Wait there is a shower here?’ My questioned is not being answered as she walks away from me and steps through a door.
The door and walls become a milky white as the light is turned on. I drop back into the large chair behind the desk and see her take of her clothes. The shadow play is erotic and leaves a lot to my imagination.
I watch her skirt drop to the floor and her arms stretch in front to see her blouse slowly come off. Her shadow step out of shoes and curl her arms to undo her bra. Her legs bend like a flamingo before she bends all the way over and pick up something small.
My hand had find its way into my pants and was tracing my cock with the tip of my fingers. It was grown back into that stiff state again for a third time today. An unbelievable display was unfolding before me.
The scare was when I followed her shadow passed a picture of Lady Avalon. Taking all the sexual intent away with just one glare. But there were still two legs visible and a face with hands sliding through her wet hair. How did I end up here again. Is my dream really happening or will I wake up soon as she walks through that door again.
I can feel myself getting wet and close my eyes imagining her scent from the elevator and every things else about Ms Sneaux. All the while stroking and rubbing all that drops of pre cum across the sensitive head. Maybe This is heaven?
To be continued…
If one has anything to see please speak up. Would one rather see the shorts Sensual Stories come back or would one like exploring the story a bit more. This is the first so there is still ways of reverting back to my old ways.