The Blind Date
Copyright© 2018 by Peeobsession
Chapter 22
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 22 - A Depressed hard working young man who just broke up with the love of his life is being set up by friends on a Blind Date. Things seem to be boring at first, loss of words insecurity and memories of is old high school love still lingering on but then the restaurant waitress decides to help fate a bit and things develop rapidly. Love develops, romance and lots of 'wet' moments. Discovering international foods, culture and sex.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Group Sex Orgy Swinging Interracial Oriental Female Indian Female Cream Pie Exhibitionism Food Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports Nudism
Debra got up, and greeted Bipasha and Celia, who came along, I guess Bipasha had picked her up. So much more comfortable than taking the subway.
She ushered them in, and upon seeing me, a big smile and they greeted me with a kiss on the mouth. I still was not completely used to Tom’s ‘little’ sister, kissing me and seeing me naked. Sure she is certainly old enough, but I knew her since she was little, when Tom and I were high school friends.
“Make yourself comfortable ladies, as you can see, I made some changes, leave your shoes by the door and open up your mind when entering., I take the shopping’s and put them away in the kitchen,” Debra told them.
Bipasha and Celia dressed up in similar comfortable clothes, silky and soft. They rearranged the cushions and Celia sat down while Bipasha went over to the kitchen to see if Debra could use a hand putting away the groceries and fixing some Indian milk tea for all of us.
“So happy to be here Lucas, Tom suspects nothing, told him that I was going to a friend’s house, he is so protective of me, and even I am nearly 30 years old. Thanks for your open mind and letting me be here, nice not having him breathing down my neck for a change, nice brother and all, but I have needs as well. I have been fantasizing all week long and my snatch is leaking,” Celia said boldly out loud.
“Whose snatch is leaking, I heard you, watch your language young lady,” Debra said with loud laugh, “We will see about that snatch of yours, or rather taste before we give our judgement on how wet it is. Have you been practicing at all Celia?”
I did not know what they were talking about but I guess, I would find out later, probably.
All of us sat down, snacks on the table, mostly vegetables like cucumber, carrots, some fruits left over from breakfast, tea, yoghurt and mango drink lassi and some coconut milk. We started the conversation about how erotic last weekend was and very addictively pleasant, not a bad word was spoken, not one jealous moment. Everybody was ok with everybody.
I reminded that Celia seemed upset when she first confronted us on Sunday morning when she unexpectedly caught us in a soaked bed, with the strong smell of sex through the whole place. “I wasn’t really upset you guys, just pretending, I became horny the moment I set foot in the house because of the intoxicating erotic smell, I knew something was going on before I entered the bedroom, just could not resist to give you a scare. I was dying to just jump in the bed with you all, remember what I said, ‘include me in the next card game’. So, are we going to play tonight?”
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