Keeping a blog on OF stimulated my creativity but that morni..
Added 2022-05-21 04:10:04 +0000 UTCKeeping a blog on OF stimulated my creativity but that morning I felt an urge to seek inspiration. So I decided to stop by the library before work. I entered the magnificent building and took deep breath. The smell of… books was filling the space. Light glooming trough the high windows. I knew where to go. The fourth row, up on the shelves- the albums of erotic art. Some times I came here to look at them and sink in the bauty of women and photography. I reached out, streaching to maximum. The book I aimed at was heavy and hanging over. Then I felt him. Almost touching my body from behind with his torso. Long arm stretched over mine - he took the book down for me. His smell - like sun dried shirt. I turned sharply to face him. My nose touched his chin. I rest my back at the shelves and my breasts went up as if trying to catch his attention. He went slowly down, leaving the big book at the floor and Instead of getting up he slipped his hand between my knees and looked up. I closed my eyes and wispsred “Please, don’t stop…” 🌸Thank you for reading. 🌸 🌸 Tips accepted with smile everyday. 🌸
