The Blooming of Rosa
Copyright© 2008 by Serena Jones
Chapter 64
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 64 - An innocent girl is introduced to a world of sex and magic. Is she a victim or a predator?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/mt mt/mt Consensual Magic Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Paranormal Incest Brother Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Squirting Voyeurism Teacher/Student
I searched the mall for another earthy-barky scent. I wasn’t looking for a true bond, just a way to free poor Michael.
It did not take too long to find someone with the same notes. “Tiffany, I need to take my break now. I need to - to go see Claire.” The aura was near her shop, at least.
“Cool.”
I stopped abruptly, remembering. “Oh! Tiffany. Would you be interested in modeling for Mme. Claire. She -”
“Seriously? OhMyGOD yes! I would LOVE to model for her!”
I had to laugh. “Very well. I will find out when she need us and let you know. Would you ask our sisters if they would like to as well?”
“I don’t have to ask. Amber would die to model anything, and Steph and Mandy are still drooling over your bra collection. Just tell us the day and time.”
“I don’t know about payment but -”
“Ro, seriously, I would pay her!”
“Thank you. I will tell her.” I hurried to find the aura before it left the mall.
It belonged to a man who was older she was, but who was still young enough to have an aura without color. He stared at young girls as they walked by.
I found Michael and synced with him. Come to me, I told him. Bring that girl here.
After a few minutes, they arrived.
“OH! Claire’s lingerie!” Cinda pointed at the store. “Buy me something there, and you can have me again.” She cooed.
The man’s eyes locked on her, and I could feel his arousal instantly skyrocket.
“tsk! I’ll buy you another cup of coffee!”
“Then why are we over here?”
Tell her to wait, I instructed him. Go back to my shop and buy the pink socks.
“Stay here a minute.” He snapped at her. “I gotta do something.”
As soon as he left, Cinda began looking at the people around her. When she saw the man staring at her, a different arousal grew.
Their auras were similar, but not matched. Still, they would be happy together, and Mike would be free.
“What are you staring at, perv?” She taunted.
“A girl who doesn’t know how to appreciate a man.” He replied.
“Don’t think you know me!”
“I don’t need to. I know your kind. Buy me something expensive and you can have me? If I bought you something at Victoria’s Secret, could I have you?”
“Why not buy it here? Too cheap?”
“Greedy and dumb! Claire’s is closed.”
She looked over her shoulder and saw the sign. “Oh.” She studied him. “Ok. Something expensive, and you can treat me to lunch.”
“What about your friend?”
She shrugged. “He shouldn’t have left me alone.”
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