Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 8th Flake

Snow White Queen by Omri Koresh

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 8th Flake

Hunched over I glare down at my hand, covered in dried flakes of my earlier orgasm. Defeated I looked around to see where my room might be. I slap myself in the head, “I am so stupid.” 

Hunched over I walk over to a door to my left. Since it has not been used by her it could be mine. Is what I thought when I opened it. To look over my shoulder to her door I shook my head, entering the room and felt the consistency of the floor underneath me change to something softer. 

The room I chose to walk into was laid with carpet and a bed fixed in the middle. The head board on the far side had a window reaching up to the ceiling and behind it left a gap to another set of windows. From the window one could see freely for miles. Almost everything was white except for the few accent colours of green. An apple green. 

‘Was this al fixed for this occasion?‘ I undress my self walking over to the window passed the bed. Dropping my shirt to the floor. Lights turned it self on as I walked on to a tiled section. Small spotlight shone down onto bath. It all looked so pristine and perfect. I turned the knob above the bath and water seeped down from the ceiling. The water was ice cold as it hit my back an I quickly tried another knob to turn, only to see the water fall from a sloth in the wall into the bath. When I stood up I could find a glimpse of the foot end of the bed. 

I undress on the 20th floor over looking the town and lowered myself in the bath. Sinking away in a world of dreams. Unaware of what was occurring in the other room of Ms. Sneaux. 

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She had retreated into her room and fell on her bed. Tears bled from her eyes into her pillow she was suffocating in a tight grip. The robe had loosened up and showed her luscious curves laid exposed with a little blush on her chest. 

“How could I not say anything? I could have asked you… to… God I wanted…” With a turn at the hips she repositioned her body to her back and have the robe drop to her sides fully exposing her body. With a swift touch of her finger tips she wiped away a tear. 

“Mr. Charmallot, I want it to be you… I want you to be the man I see in my dreams. Not once have I seen his face. Could it be you?” Her words soften as she speaks about him. Eyes glisten a fiery new found passion. 

“Would this be destiny, we have met here. I want it to be true. I want to know if it is you who set me on fire in my dreams. If it might be you who wakes me with my fingers clenched between my thighs with an euphoric scream. 

Her hands glide across her body to where her thighs meet. “Just thinking about it makes me wet.” 

To be continued…

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 7th Flake

Cosplay by Original Rikku

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 7th Flake

Dreams come back to me. Her face close to mine lips touching, tongues dancing I get swept away in the fantasies that fill my head and heart. The only sound is beat of my heart and soaking sounds I also feel between my fingers.

Squish, squash…  

With every passing of the rim, wetting my hand even more. The tickling of her hair covering my face drive me into a frenzy. My head thrown back over the seat I slap myself hard and fast. I felt the pressure build at the base and I kept going till the tension left me with small waves into my pants. A sigh of relieve escapes my dry lips I lick with great care. 

Taken into my own little world I never noticed the door been opened and Ms Sneaux walk back up to my desk. 

“Can’t believe I finally found you…” 

-“I am sorry, you were saying Mr. Charmalot.” 

My hand is pulled from my pants dripping with creamy substance I just expelled thinking of her. A quick look I hide it fast as I could behind my back. It is cold and wet as it hit the bare back. My face must have turned red of that I am sure and smile a forced smile and laugh. 

“I… Haha.. I was uhmm… well… you…” I stuttered like never before, falling seven stories from heaven over my own tongue. Face first right into this embarrassing situation. 

A glance showed she to was blushing. “What were you doing just now?” 

‘my god she saw me wank off, she watched me as I came. Did she see, hear? How could I have missed her coming back out of that room.’ A hurricane of questions whirled through my head with her standing their playing with her robe. 

“Did you… see?” She nods slowly looking away from my eyes. “Sorry, I just couldn’t help it. All day I been with the girl of my dreams.” 

-“Well I guess it is okay, it must feel like you are at home then. Since we share this apartment for the upcoming weeks. Though maybe you could use the bedroom next time.” Her cheeks turn a brighter red. Lips bitten by her pearly whites. Such difference in colours with her black hair sticking wet to her skin.  

“Wait… what… stuck here?”I slam my dirty hand onto the desk and stand up with my pants undone. How much more embarrassing can I get. White smudges left and right on the fabric. 

It turns her away and turn her back to me. “Would you mind cleaning up first in your bedroom.” Soon as she was done giving me a hint on the situation I just put her in, she walk off back to her the door she entered earlier. “I tell you after Mr. Charmalot.” 

I stood quietly and frozen in place. Unable to move as my muscles were frightened and scared from this uncomfortable, and disturbing scene I put her in. ‘Now I may have humiliated myself enough for her not to ever want me.’  

To be continued…

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 6th Flake

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.

Best wishes
Ranting Crow

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 5th Flake

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 5th Flake

My dream state was brought to an end as the lady stood up and all chairs simultaneously were pushed back and the 7 men stood up bowing. I was stunned to witness this scene of loyalty as she walked out with the snarling and good looking guy fiercely staring in my direction. 

They all kept their bow until the moment she was out of sight. With a deep sigh and lots of mumbling and cursing the men dropped back on their chair. Each was loosening their tie and buttons. “I thought she would never leave.  

“Glad this is over, I can’t stand that witch” 

“Well we can back into our vineyards and apple gardens.” 

“The queen dragon and her hitman Theron are to scary to work for” 

“Hitman, Haha he sure hits on her or gets hit. Though he hits on every skirt he sees just to shoot his arrow, the pervert!” 

“Hey kid…!” 

I face the one that was obviously addressing his conversation to me. “Yes, is there something wrong?” 

“No, no nothing wrong, just want to say I feel sorry for you kiddo. You might not know of the rules here at the company but to be seated as she walks away, you must have balls of steel” 

I smile on the inside with great uneasiness, I might have gotten up and follow their lead, Not wanting to be left out in a group, this is a big deal for me after all. Being asked from below to make an advertisement. But I can’t tell them I was unable to get because of a rock hard cock throbbing and sucking up all my blood. I played dumb for just that moment as I felt the blood creep back into my body. “I wasn’t aware but thank you for letting me know for next time…” 

Next to me Ms. Sneaux has gotten up and looks straight down at me, “I will be in you care Sir Charmallot. They prepared an office for us to work at with reference materials and pictures of Lady Glenda Avalon. If you need anything you can ask me.” 

She extended her hand and offered me what looked to be a key card. My eyes followed her pure white and silky looking skin along her arms towards her neck and face. My mind was fogged up with thoughts of dreams I had of her. Every detail matched my earlier images. Even the small mole in her neck shaped like a heart. 

“This is your key card of the office on the 20th floor. I will be on my way.” 

-“I be coming as well if you please show me around.” Me in an office. The little man who was writing articles to be published about our products. A cubicle guy out of nowhere getting a office at the 20th floor no less. Bui could not shake the thought of me that it might have been a trap or wanted me to fail. Or just see what I was capable of and than steal my idea.  

My mind felt overwhelmed but that was the least of my problems as the elevator doors opened up in front of me. Was I so distracted by my own dreams and ideas I never noticed before where I was or where I was going. Let me say in advance I was happy to have Ms. Sneaux with her sexy body beside me and smiling to keep me in an upright position. 

To be continued…

It has been a little less sensual but it is about the whole story right. Hope you still enjoyed the little read today. I am only using the name and some key indicators that refer to the original fairytale. It makes the story that Crow twist.

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 4th Flake

Sensual Sunday: Snow White! 4th flake

As we enter the room a eerie restraint snares the fingers and lips together to stop every sound in the room. With a chill crawling slowly down my spine I keep on miss Sneaux’s tail to an empty chair, where she would stop and point a finger at. 

“If you would be so kind to sit here” 

-“Th-thank you Miss Sneaux…”My heart pounds within my throat against my Adams apple. Sweat soaks into my freshly pressed shirt and I could just feel myself slip away from my chair.  

“Well then. Since Mr Charmallot has finally decided to join us we can continue with the plan and future of this company…” 

-“I… I am. s-sorry but … but why am I here?”I could hardly get the words across my lips as the looks on everyone’s faces was fierce and pierced through me with a force that made me want to run and hide. 

“When I talk you listen. Like a good boy. Everyone else does.So from now on shut the hell up.” She was even scarier than before. Her voice was stern and made me feel threatened. So much like her appearance. She is a lot older than me or Sneaux with glaring squinted eyes but a smooth natural looking skin. 

Her dress was a sheer black that accentuated her figure perfectly. As she stood there leaned over the table with her fist firmly placed down. Her curves jiggled gently but firm. A waist belt of a vibrant red wiggled with her hips. I started dwelling in the dark corners of a filthy mind. 

“Are you staring at me Mr Charmallot? Would you mind getting your head our of the gutter.” 

I heard the words spoken but it was a soft touch of hand upon my shoulders that shook me awake and nodded a firm, no. “I am sorry I am just puzzled on why I am here, please continue.” 

“I would not mind continuing if you can stay with us.” 

My head nodded up and down. My feelings were a mere reflection of my late night escapades and a woman that sits here besides me. Her image matches perfectly 

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It took hours before she was done talking. All the while pretending to be listening”and have read some of the file, my eyes kept getting diverted to the seat next to me. Arousal of an animalistic nature, the carnal hunger for a bite from her. Wanted to know if a dream can become real. My hand twitched and cramped between my legs. To hide with all my might the desire that had manifested inside my pants. 

“So What do you think Mr. Charmallot, think you can get it done? ” The creepiness of the voice resonated through my head and froze me solid. 

-“Uhm… Yeah. I can do that, I think. Make you the face of your new product. A cream made from apples.” 

“I do not pay to think, you do. If not you can think about a new job. Is that clear. Miss Sneaux will help you.” 

-“Yes, ma am!” My voice tripped over my own tongue as I felt stared at with a killing intent from the man next to the woman who took charge from the start. You could hear his teeth grind behind his clenched lips. 

He forced me to look away and turn my head around. The scenery that unfolded was one to cherish. Her pink lips were smiling and her cheeks covered with pure and natural blush.

To be continued…

For other Sensual Sunday stories check the crow’s nest.

I decided to go all the way with this story, so it might take a lot longer than previous ones.