“ffabulous ffun!” Steamy, sizzling and tantalizing erotica for couples, singles, lesbians, and those who are bicurious.
A respectable married woman, college professor Bella has a strange encounter with a beautiful girl on the train and falls under her spell. Entranced by the girl’s dark Latin looks and daring, Bella soon discovers that the girl is one of her students. But can she resist her provocative advances?
In a series of sensual and taboo-breaking encounters, Bella surrenders progressively to her burning desire for this amazing girl. But is there also a more disturbing side to the girl’s character? A series of disturbing messages lead inexorably to a heart-thumping climax that brings Bella to the edge of death…
The girl on the train must have been about 20, fashionable, maybe working in advertising. She had dreamy dark brown eyes and luscious curly dark brown hair. With a coffee complexion, she looked maybe Italian or Spanish.
Bella was browsing dream homes in her magazine when suddenly she felt a finger touching her knee lightly like a butterfly. “Sorry to bother you,” a warm and slightly husky voice interjected, “but this is the train to Bunstable, isn’t it?” Bella was flustered: “Er… yes… yes…”. The girl’s heady perfume smelled a little of oranges.
Bella could somehow not keep from glancing periodically at this girl. The girl’s high cheekbones, large eyes and full lips were offset with a long neck and a fit lithe body that seemed to ripple and shimmer in a pink silk blouse and sparkly purple skirt.
Glancing up, Bella had the distinct impression that an extra button was undone on the girl’s blouse. Could that really be the case? Bella was intrigued, but went back to her article and tried hard to concentrate. After a while, she glanced again at the girl’s neckline. This time Bella was pretty sure – yet another button had been undone! Could this really be happening? All the while, the girl did not look up but stayed focused on her book.
Somehow the discussion of rock gardens and topiary in Bella’s magazine article was losing a little of its allure, but she tried her best to retain her composure and take in the words. At the same time, she sensed – though it was hard to believe it – that the girl’s elegant ring-clad fingers were edging towards the centre of that pink blouse again, and when Bella looked up one more time, she was not disappointed. A fourth button had now been undone, and Bella could see a fragment of white lace on the girl’s bra.
The girl’s breasts were large and high, and Bella felt a warm rush in her stomach and a flush of blood coming to her cheeks. She had always been fairly straight, but this young lady was definitely tapping into something different. Admittedly this part of the compartment was secluded, but the girl was virtually undressing on a public train!
And a fifth button!
Bella could now catch a glimpse of the girl’s tanned taut tummy.
And a sixth…
Was that a tattoo? Close to the girl’s belly button was a little drawing of ice-cream cone melting in the hot sun. Bella bit her bottom lip involuntarily, trying to hold in the desire and hunger that was welling up inside her.
“Er, do you know if there is far to go?” Bella offered, a little awkwardly.
At this, the girl leaned right across, her blouse completely undone now. Bella saw the girl’s full cleavage, tanned and firm under that white bra. Pushing aside Bella’s fair hair, the girl moved her lips to Bella’s right ear: “How far do you want me to go?”, she whispered, with a hint of Spanish accent.
Bella lifted up the magazine again, as if to protect herself from something. But her eyes were fixed firmly on the half-dressed girl in front of her, wondering, willing, wishing, wanting…
The girl moved a hand to a small brass popper at the front of that shimmering purple skirt, which began to part a little. Bella caught a glimpse of dark blue underneath the purple, an
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Published January 9, 2014
Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Gay & Lesbian.