The Blooming of Rosa
Copyright© 2008 by Serena Jones
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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 rode my new scooter to the mall and after a long search, I found Claire’s small shop closed. At first, I was very disappointed but then I remembered that she closed for special customers. I determined that I would wait for a while and see if she would open again later. I went to the food court for lunch.
When I had my tray in-hand, I search for a table, but could not find one. Then a girl my age waved to me and invited me to join her. I took a deep breath and hoped to make my first American friend.
“Oh!” The girl looked surprised to see me. “Oh, I’m sorry! I thought I knew you.”
Embarrassed, I looked away. “Forgive me. I am new here and I thought...” I trailed off feeling foolish and awkward. Why would they have wanted a stranger to join them? I turned to leave but one of the boys stopped me.
“Hey, wait! Don’t go.” A handsome boy with fair skin and fair eyes stood. “If you’re new here, I betting you don’t have many friends yet, right?” I nodded. “Well, sit and make some. I’m Mike. And this is...” He introduced everyone at the table.
Slowly I warmed up to the group. I learned they were students at the local high school – most of them would be my classmates soon. A few of them gave me their numbers and I put them into my phone memory. Mike gave me his and would not be satisfied until I gave him mine.
After a while, they broke up to finish their own purpose and I suddenly remembered my own. I returned to the shop and found it open. Claire was ringing up a sale for one customer and another was shopping. As soon as she was free, she came to greet me.
“Rosa! Ma chére!” she kissed both my cheeks and I kissed hers. “But where is Doris?”
“I came on my own. To thank you for the lovely lingerie you gave me.”
“Oh, my poppet, it was nothing. Did they fit?”
“Oh, quite well. See for yourself.” I lifted my shirt so that she could see the beautiful dark blue satin bra that curved around my breast but just under my nipple.
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