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I remember back when I was eighteen working in a hotel, back of house and falling in love with one of the waitresses who was eighteen. She was working there with her older sister who was thirty. They had come over to Wellington, New Zealand, from Australia, to work and have a good time. Her name was Denise, and the first female I loved.
Denise had long black hair, that smelt like a just picked orchard apple. She had little round buttocks, and breasts that were small and pointy. I loved it when she wore her sun-tight jeans, which showed off her assets, and would send my youthful testicles into a pair of quivering, cupid apricots, whenever I saw her. There was a current of attraction between us, half love, half physical.
I remember sitting beside her watching TV when she asked me if she could see my penis. Her older sister had told her she had been with a man, who when his penis was erect, the head went past his belly button. Even though Denise and I had fucked a few times, she had never seen me naked, because we always got into bed together, with the lights off.
I sat there and unbuttoned the top of my jeans, and unzipped them a little. I placed my fingers inside my underpants and pulled out my erect penis for her to see. She gasped when she saw it. I do not think she had ever seen an erect penis before. She may have felt it inside her, but never seen one so bluntly rising from my trousers. The head of my penis looked like an internal organ. Its head was as smooth as a wet kidney. She asked me if she could touch it?. Her hand slowly reached and touched the tip. Then she giggled.
I felt embarrassed, and immediately zipped up, and went on watching the episode of Bonanza showing on the TV. A few weeks later Denise and her older sister left the Midland Hotel and shifted to a Hotel in Auckland, before heading back home to Mackay in Australia. I agreed willingly to follow her to her hometown in a couple of months time. Yes, I was in love with Denise, and wanted to spend the rest of my days with her. I brought the airplane tickets, I was excited.
But a dear John letter arrived a few weeks later, telling me it was over. I was devastated. I fell into a deep depression. I was wiped out. It is funny how even at that age, love can knock you out, and plant you firmly on your ass.
A month or two later I was having a party at my flat. A few strangers from down the road had invited themselves up to my pad. We lay around the lounge drinking. Kevin passed me a thin clear tab, and said suck on it. I did. Soon the whole room began to swell and subside. What the fuck!.
I lay outstretched on the sofa as my cock turned into a long snake. It slithered past my face. The funny thing was I had my clothes on. My cock was buttoned up. One of the women Kevin had with him came and sat beside me and began unbuttoning my trousers. I couldn't understand it, because my cock was already out and had magically turned into a snake. I was thoroughly confused. I was feeling sexual and wanted a fuck, but didn't know which was snake, which was cock. Plus I was feeling embarrassed at everyone in the room seeing my cock.
The ambient lighting kept the room pretty dim. Thank God for that. I got up to go to the toilet, and the walls were billowing as though in a wind. Holy fuck, what the hell was happening. I seemed to piss forever. It was like dazzling electricity coming out of my cock. The women had followed me and was holding my cock from behind as I pissed into the bowl.
The snake had gone. She was licking my balls with a lizard tongue, and had taken off all her clothes, and half of mine. She lay her head with neon eyes beside my cock and was patting it. The more she patted it, the more it grew. It went over her shoulder and began climbing the toilet wall. We were both huddled on the floor, and I so wanted to fuck her, but I couldn't. I was in some other world. Then I began to cry blue liquid balls into her lap. I was still fucked up from losing Denise.
The feeling of a drug induced depression stayed with me for a couple of days. I never saw those strangers from down the road again.
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Denise had long black hair, that smelt like a just picked orchard apple. She had little round buttocks, and breasts that were small and pointy. I loved it when she wore her sun-tight jeans, which showed off her assets, and would send my youthful testicles into a pair of quivering, cupid apricots, whenever I saw her. There was a current of attraction between us, half love, half physical.
I remember sitting beside her watching TV when she asked me if she could see my penis. Her older sister had told her she had been with a man, who when his penis was erect, the head went past his belly button. Even though Denise and I had fucked a few times, she had never seen me naked, because we always got into bed together, with the lights off.
I sat there and unbuttoned the top of my jeans, and unzipped them a little. I placed my fingers inside my underpants and pulled out my erect penis for her to see. She gasped when she saw it. I do not think she had ever seen an erect penis before. She may have felt it inside her, but never seen one so bluntly rising from my trousers. The head of my penis looked like an internal organ. Its head was as smooth as a wet kidney. She asked me if she could touch it?. Her hand slowly reached and touched the tip. Then she giggled.
I felt embarrassed, and immediately zipped up, and went on watching the episode of Bonanza showing on the TV. A few weeks later Denise and her older sister left the Midland Hotel and shifted to a Hotel in Auckland, before heading back home to Mackay in Australia. I agreed willingly to follow her to her hometown in a couple of months time. Yes, I was in love with Denise, and wanted to spend the rest of my days with her. I brought the airplane tickets, I was excited.
But a dear John letter arrived a few weeks later, telling me it was over. I was devastated. I fell into a deep depression. I was wiped out. It is funny how even at that age, love can knock you out, and plant you firmly on your ass.
A month or two later I was having a party at my flat. A few strangers from down the road had invited themselves up to my pad. We lay around the lounge drinking. Kevin passed me a thin clear tab, and said suck on it. I did. Soon the whole room began to swell and subside. What the fuck!.
I lay outstretched on the sofa as my cock turned into a long snake. It slithered past my face. The funny thing was I had my clothes on. My cock was buttoned up. One of the women Kevin had with him came and sat beside me and began unbuttoning my trousers. I couldn't understand it, because my cock was already out and had magically turned into a snake. I was thoroughly confused. I was feeling sexual and wanted a fuck, but didn't know which was snake, which was cock. Plus I was feeling embarrassed at everyone in the room seeing my cock.
The ambient lighting kept the room pretty dim. Thank God for that. I got up to go to the toilet, and the walls were billowing as though in a wind. Holy fuck, what the hell was happening. I seemed to piss forever. It was like dazzling electricity coming out of my cock. The women had followed me and was holding my cock from behind as I pissed into the bowl.
The snake had gone. She was licking my balls with a lizard tongue, and had taken off all her clothes, and half of mine. She lay her head with neon eyes beside my cock and was patting it. The more she patted it, the more it grew. It went over her shoulder and began climbing the toilet wall. We were both huddled on the floor, and I so wanted to fuck her, but I couldn't. I was in some other world. Then I began to cry blue liquid balls into her lap. I was still fucked up from losing Denise.
The feeling of a drug induced depression stayed with me for a couple of days. I never saw those strangers from down the road again.
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#erotica
