What else, but more sex

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"I feel like I've fallen into a dream," Aranta begins, "a good dream that just keeps getting better. I don't ever want to wake up, realizing that I have to run from cave bears, fall into tar pits, or not have you for the rest of my life." She closes with you, curling her body around yours, just holding you. "I know that I'm a very long way from my home, but, if I'm in your home, I know I'll be okay. I don't want to go back. Show me your world. Teach me to live here in your time. I know there are different dangers here, many that I don't understand."
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You stand up and clear dishes from the table. Aranta watches you as you put them in the sink and wash them. Then you're done, and you stand looking at each other.
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"I feel like I've fallen into a dream," Aranta begins, "a good dream that just keeps getting better. I don't ever want to wake up, realizing that I have to run from cave bears, fall into tar pits, and not have you for the rest of my life." She closes with you, curling her body around yours, just holding you. "I know that I'm a very long way from my home. I know there are different dangers here, many that I don't understand. Show me your world. Teach me to live here in your time. I don't want to go back."
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You brush her hair away from her face. "I want you here with me. I will show you my world, and then we can explore it together."
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The you kiss each other passionately, your mouths and bodies melting into the other. Your kiss is long and sensual.
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Then Aranta grasps your cock, fondling it gently. "But first, let's explore this cave some more. I want to find out more about that 'bed' thing," she says with a grin.
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She leads you to the bedroom, stripping off her clothes, but not the glasses. You strip as well. She crawls onto the bed and you follow, taking a swat at her lovely ass, before she turns over to accept you into her arms.
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You slide into her cunt as you slide into her embrace. Your lovemaking is slower, less urgent, but very satisfying. Aranta squeals and moans out her climax, not holding back at all. That's one of the things you really love about her -- she's not self-conscious about sex.
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'''What next?'''
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*[[A shower and what else?]]
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*[[Sleep]]
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[[Category: The Costume Shop]]
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[[Category: Priority]]

Current revision as of 17:57, 12 July 2017

You stand up and clear dishes from the table. Aranta watches you as you put them in the sink and wash them. Then you're done, and you stand looking at each other.

"I feel like I've fallen into a dream," Aranta begins, "a good dream that just keeps getting better. I don't ever want to wake up, realizing that I have to run from cave bears, fall into tar pits, and not have you for the rest of my life." She closes with you, curling her body around yours, just holding you. "I know that I'm a very long way from my home. I know there are different dangers here, many that I don't understand. Show me your world. Teach me to live here in your time. I don't want to go back."

You brush her hair away from her face. "I want you here with me. I will show you my world, and then we can explore it together."

The you kiss each other passionately, your mouths and bodies melting into the other. Your kiss is long and sensual.

Then Aranta grasps your cock, fondling it gently. "But first, let's explore this cave some more. I want to find out more about that 'bed' thing," she says with a grin.

She leads you to the bedroom, stripping off her clothes, but not the glasses. You strip as well. She crawls onto the bed and you follow, taking a swat at her lovely ass, before she turns over to accept you into her arms.

You slide into her cunt as you slide into her embrace. Your lovemaking is slower, less urgent, but very satisfying. Aranta squeals and moans out her climax, not holding back at all. That's one of the things you really love about her -- she's not self-conscious about sex.

What next?

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