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'Sign please'/ 'Bitte unterschreiben Sie' #nsfwart #artist #drawing #erotica #eroticstory #eroticart #art PART I. Marie heard a knock at the front door, put her laptop away, and, opening up a silk robe a little more wide, smoothly ran down the stairs to the first floor. She hesitated for a few seconds before opening the door, and at the last moment decided to close her robe a little. The flow of the cold December air, mixed with the slight scent of a man's perfume, immediately gave her goosebumps. — Good morning, Frau Meier. Sign here, please. The guy's voice, low and confident, made something turn over in her stomach as always. And also his smile, almost invisible and a little bit sly every time. Handsome, even very. In the past few months this mailman had become her innocent sexual infatuation, or amusement, Marie hadn't decided yet. It all started two months ago, when he was smiling looking about her gnome on the porch. And the next time she noticed that mailman was openly and somewhat daringly looking at her nipples peeking out through her T-shirt. She liked it, and she liked him, too. Since that day she hasn't missed an opportunity to tease him. Deep cleavage, shirts carelessly buttoned over her naked body, the edge of her stockings out from under the skirt, her thin T-shirts... she could see that he was reacting, but she wasn't sure how far she could go or if she really wanted to. And today, also, at the last moment she changed her mind about showing him more than usual. Although...

Published: December 16th 2022, 2:09:16 pm

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'Sign please'/ 'Bitte unterschreiben Sie' #nsfwart #artist #drawing #erotica #eroticstory #eroticart #art PART I. Marie heard a knock at the front door, put her laptop away, and, opening up a silk robe a little more wide, smoothly ran down the stairs to the first floor. She hesitated for a few seconds before opening the door, and at the last moment decided to close her robe a little. The flow of the cold December air, mixed with the slight scent of a man's perfume, immediately gave her goosebumps. — Good morning, Frau Meier. Sign here, please. The guy's voice, low and confident, made something turn over in her stomach as always. And also his smile, almost invisible and a little bit sly every time. Handsome, even very. In the past few months this mailman had become her innocent sexual infatuation, or amusement, Marie hadn't decided yet. It all started two months ago, when he was smiling looking about her gnome on the porch. And the next time she noticed that mailman was openly and somewhat daringly looking at her nipples peeking out through her T-shirt. She liked it, and she liked him, too. Since that day she hasn't missed an opportunity to tease him. Deep cleavage, shirts carelessly buttoned over her naked body, the edge of her stockings out from under the skirt, her thin T-shirts... she could see that he was reacting, but she wasn't sure how far she could go or if she really wanted to. And today, also, at the last moment she changed her mind about showing him more than usual. Although...

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PART II. Mailman gave Marie a pen and held out a form for her signature.
"I wonder if he sees anything... No, he shouldn't." 
But she didn't know that for sure, there was nothing under her thin robe at all, and besides, she didn't have time to close it completely... Marie felt her pussy begin to burn. From the mailman's perfume, from his eyes, from the realization that she's standing in front of this guy practically naked, from the fact that she feels a chemical attraction to him.
Thoughts flashed through her head very quickly. "Maybe inviting him inside, finally feeling his touches, exploring movements of his cold hands on my waist, warm breath, lips, his cock..." Damn! Marie could feel the excitement that had been building up all this time from their every short meeting, all her fantasies about this mailman, that he must be thinking about her too, were now coming out, pushing all reasonable thoughts out of her mind except for the idea of being in his strong arms.
Closing the door, a few steps to the bedroom, almost uninterrupted at first slightly but increasingly persistent kisses. And then, going down her body lower and lower, between her thighs, Marie will make him taste how much he turns her on.
"Just disappear for the whole day in bed, let him lick and fuck me until forgetting my senses, making me squirm and cum from his tongue, fingers, hard cock, and tongue again..."
— Frau?.. — As through a cotton fog she heard the mailman's voice.
Marie looked up at him with a charming smile:
— It's chilly today, would you like coffee? 

#nsfwart #artist #drawing #erotica #eroticstory #eroticart #titties

PART II. Mailman gave Marie a pen and held out a form for her signature. "I wonder if he sees anything... No, he shouldn't." But she didn't know that for sure, there was nothing under her thin robe at all, and besides, she didn't have time to close it completely... Marie felt her pussy begin to burn. From the mailman's perfume, from his eyes, from the realization that she's standing in front of this guy practically naked, from the fact that she feels a chemical attraction to him. Thoughts flashed through her head very quickly. "Maybe inviting him inside, finally feeling his touches, exploring movements of his cold hands on my waist, warm breath, lips, his cock..." Damn! Marie could feel the excitement that had been building up all this time from their every short meeting, all her fantasies about this mailman, that he must be thinking about her too, were now coming out, pushing all reasonable thoughts out of her mind except for the idea of being in his strong arms. Closing the door, a few steps to the bedroom, almost uninterrupted at first slightly but increasingly persistent kisses. And then, going down her body lower and lower, between her thighs, Marie will make him taste how much he turns her on. "Just disappear for the whole day in bed, let him lick and fuck me until forgetting my senses, making me squirm and cum from his tongue, fingers, hard cock, and tongue again..." — Frau?.. — As through a cotton fog she heard the mailman's voice. Marie looked up at him with a charming smile: — It's chilly today, would you like coffee? #nsfwart #artist #drawing #erotica #eroticstory #eroticart #titties