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slightly licked just below the bridle, I groaned hoarsely.
“Take it,” I begged.
The girl slowly and gently wrapped her head in her lips and began to immerse my dignity in her mouth. Suddenly, she hit her teeth, and I cried out in surprise.
“It's okay,” I assured Ashley.
Plunging a member in her mouth until the middle, Ash began to gently move her head back and forth. I did not see it and for some reason was even more excited by this fact. Sometimes I corrected the girl, but she quickly became comfortable and began to caress me faster and more rhythmically. Unable to restrain myself, I pushed towards her and felt how much her throat tightened around my penis. At the same moment the girl pulled away and coughed, fighting nausea.
- Do you like? You like it? Said her muffled voice.
And the girl herself swallowed my excited flesh, with honor withstood this attack. Without ceasing to amaze me, Ash began to carefully finger my testicles and even licked the scrotum. Trying to keep up with Ashley, I continued to caress her clit and lips, holding the girl by the hips. We entered the rhythm and became one. After several minutes of tumultuous caresses, I laid my partner on my side and settled back, pulling off, finally, the unfortunate thong. Ash took my dick and put it inside. Taking her breast in the palm of my hand, I began to move, enjoying the body of my beloved, so eagerly accepting me. I really wanted to stretch the pleasure, but one kind of Ashley, massaging his clitoris, wriggling in my arms, made me accelerate. These rhythmic pushes were like the final ingredient to our cocktail. Having made a couple of sharp jolts in the bosom of a girl, I joined Ash who had reached orgasm, having finished powerfully. With difficulty getting up on our feet, we went to the bedroom, where, having exchanged a couple of glances, we decided that it was too early to finish this evening.
Do not count how many times we were together this night. Time after time we enjoyed each other, only occasionally allowing ourselves a little rest. Only in the morning, finally exhausted, we fell asleep, and without opening the embrace. I woke up first and found that there is no girl next to me. From the kitchen came the smell of fresh coffee, so I knew where to look for a fugitive.
“Good morning,” I hugged the girl from behind and kissed her.
“Good morning,” she handed me a cup of steaming drink and smiled.
I was ready for anything, only that she smiled like that every day. I took a sip with pleasure, finally waking up.
“Ty, we need to talk,” Ashley said seriously.
We sat on the sofa, which yesterday served as an arena for love battles.
“What did you decide about your brother's wedding?” She asked.
Truth be told, I was expecting this question.
- Only if you will be near, - I smiled.
- How else? - loudly laughed girl.
The magnificent Aderly Manor was once again decorated and full of guests. Relatives, close friends - they all wanted to congratulate the “happy” couple. Victoria Aderley nervously wrinkled her hands, wondering if her son would come or not. And so, a tall, handsome young man entered the hall, in whom she could hardly recognize Tyler, even though she had only recently seen him. Under the arm, he was gently held by Ashley Waterback, in a chic black dress that blends perfectly with expensive jewelery. It seemed she was able to outshine all the girls here, including the bride. Now they did not resemble two lovers, but adults, serious people. Real lord and lady. The woman smiled proudly, continuing to admire her son.
For the first time in my life, I felt confident in the company of all these aristocrats. Thanks Ashley. Everyone around us looked at us as if we were the heroes of the occasion, and not at all Gerald and Charlotte. There were whispering guests: "Is this the same Tyler Aderley?", "What kind of girl is with him?", "Is this really the eldest daughter of Lord Waterback?"In the meantime, a mother came up to us, making me stunned by another surprise.
“Now everyone knows who the best man is at this wedding,” she said and pinned a small flower to my breast pocket.
All the guests gathered and sat down on their seats. The ceremony began. I stood by the arch and watched Gerald, completely dizzy with happiness. Looks like he really was in love. Ashley looked at me encouragingly, apparently also feeling some kind of change. To the altar was a pretty brunette, who happily smiled at her fiance. The priest held the ceremony, Gerald and Charlotte exchanged rings and kissed. For the first time in my life my brother did not remind me of a fabulous idiot, he was truly happy. After the ceremony, I tried to find among these well-dressed gentlemen Ashley, but my father intercepted me.
“Let's step aside for a while,” he said in a tone that did not stand objection.
Ronald took me to his office and gestured to sit down. Then he took out a bottle of whiskey and splashed both of us. Apparently, the conversation was coming serious and long.
“Tyler, you have to go home,” he began, without any preliminaries, “and prepare for your future.” You're the heir of the race!
I drank my whiskey.
- Father, after what you have done, you have no right to demand anything from me. You just twisted me like you wanted in your interests.
Lord Aderley wanted to say something, but I continued.
“I thought about returning, but you will have to accept my conditions.”
- What conditions? - Father said in a falling voice.
- First, you will no longer act behind my back. Secondly, I will also have the right to vote. And finally, thirdly, you will not interfere with my marriage with Ashley Waterback.
Ronald breathed a sigh of relief.
- Good. So you’ll be back in Aderly Manor?
- Yes. But before that, I need to do something. And ask one question.
Father tensed again.
“Tell me, did you and Lord Waterback arrange my meeting with Ashley or not?”
Ronald, without a moment's doubt, replied:
- What for? If to be honest, then Gerald fell in love very in time, - the father winked at me.
I left the office and went to look for Ash. We collided on the stairs and under the guise we disappeared away from human eyes. Ironically, this place was the same balcony on the second floor.
— Return of the prodigal son, - I smiled.
“But all is well that ends well,” said Ashley.
- Of course, there are pluses.
The girl diligently portrayed the extreme surprise.
“We can still update all the rooms of Aderly Manor,” I said solemnly and took Ash to dance.
And hardly anyone was happier this day than us, except perhaps for the older generation Aderley and the Waterbacks watching us.
Fin.
A good story in which there really is a romance. There is a thoughtful plot, the characters of the main characters are worked out (although, in my opinion, it was necessary to work on extras), the bed scenes are fairly truthfully described. But the story reads rather like a novel, in which erotica is only a pleasant addition, and from this I conclude that the target audience of the site is unlikely to pay attention to it. It's a pity. 10+
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Thanks for the nice feedback. I am not writing self-interest for the sake of, but just for myself, so I do not hope for praises from visitors. Agree, at a time when girls give up for a new iPhone, a little romance does not hurt.
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No, no, great story and connoisseurs will surely be found!
Author, go on!
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Very good, very touching! Thank you for these wonderful moments ...
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Thank you for such a complimentary comment.
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Great story !!! The author is a huge respect to you. In the midst of the mass of full trash, which sometimes try to dress up in a beautiful wrapper, your story - - like a breath of fresh air!
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Glad you liked it.
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Dear author!
Finally :) I read what I had long dreamed of! And the theme, and syllable, and characters - all exactly what I love. No vulgar, nauseous. Candid scenes make you want to shout "Bravo!" :)))
THANK!
And I liked that 11 pages. I do not like it when the story is interrupted at the most interesting place :)) It is better to lay out the whole thing, rather than break it apart.
I add to my favorites.
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Wow, how much more pleasant is addressed to me) Thank you, I will move further in this direction.
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Oh, please move :))
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Wonderful!!!
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Thank you very nice.
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I would like to express all my positive emotions, but, unfortunately, everything was expressed before me. So just say that the story is amazing ...
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Very flattered.
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I look forward to the following stories ...
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Hmm ... False ... Erotic scenes failed by 5+. Romance 5+. All the rest. Even without taking into account the aristocrats, just an attitude. Okay, FSUs, we'll score on the dialogues - very few people can type intelligible remarks. But the thoughts themselves, then in the first person, then in the third. Referring to the scene - the father is the mother and the prodigal son. The appearance of a lover. Read to the end only because of my promise to one lovely lady. I will not give advice, most likely the genre is not yours. Annoyingly.
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I welcome the constructive criticism that I understood - I took note.
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It seems to me too much you criticized. I think everything is pretty organic.
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On fuck and tsvet, as they say. You won’t please the whore, but I’m like, organic
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Regarding the first comment: I do not think that all readers determine the quality of the story by the number of fucks and the size of the genitals of the GG. Romance for all of us is present in one way or another, even though many understand it differently. The author came out not a bad melodrama with normal characters and a distinct plot. I know little about the lives of aristocrats, but these cause sympathy. There are comments on the bed scenes. Somehow in passing, the first act of a virgin heroine was casually described, as was the scene of a home wedding. Neither special emotions, nor feelings of the girl, but this is oh so important for her! And then sex goes on boringly, according to beaten stamps. If the heroes end, then at the same time; a virgin after the first sex-orgasm for orgasm, etc. On the site there are many masters of bed scenes-read, learn. And also, the image of the first passion of the hero, somewhat painfully in black, came out somewhat caricatured. As for first graders: these are black, and these are white. That's all, good luck!
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Black and white turned out because of the youthful maximalism of the protagonist, who, because of his upbringing, very keenly perceives intrigue and betrayal. During the home wedding, emphasis was placed more on the return of the prodigal son, rather than on the process itself. As for sex ... if a girl truly loves, more often she is ready for anything, plus she trusts this guy. Would you say that in life there are no simultaneous orgasms and everything happens in five minutes? Or that a girl cannot experience orgasm during the first time and later? Well, it means you, alas, no luck.
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Gee, now it is clear that I did not like it, sex seems beautiful, and defloration is not particularly noticeable. In general, you are right, no emotions.
And finally, if I did not know myself, it would seem that you are my new nickname)
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Everything is very, very difficult: the story can become vanilla pink snot if you add more emotions.
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Gorbatov, and it seemed to me that this is your new nickname :))) Cool :)
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What does it mean: "want to say"? I have already said what I wanted. The main thing that you would hear. Man is an emotional being, especially a woman. Before the heroine opened an unknown world of love, passions and experiences. The knowledge of the first man - is this not a bright event in the life of a girl? And do not need any vanilla and snot. But you do not technological process is described. This is Maria the mistress theme: the anatomy of love and technology of sex. You have the same - completely different. Vaughn, experienced masters of the night of love can be described in a few lines, and maybe in 1-2 pages, and all the same - interesting and fascinating. And no vanilla and stamps! You need to review your own text more critically, for your own good. All, I will be glad if something helped.
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Eugene, in this story just enough! And emotions including :) I say this to you precisely from the point of view of a woman.
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Eugene is right, feelings are not enough. It seems everything is smooth, and then once crumpled. And believe me, Eugene loves romance more than me, and spares the authors. But here he is right. The process is described beautifully, but ... empty. Stamped. And the girl tidied up, at his - she is a miracle. And at that moment, she was almost hit by a car, and she was in La La la ears. Little things that kill the impression. All so wonderful. And how was it forgotten, did she come with one dress? And GG removed the entire amount and thumped her, or did he realize that his father did not block? At the same time, GG from the newspapers will learn everything about himself - from where? Caught in bed - well, not the camera at the journalists in their home, the scandal would be hushed up, and then personally there was a noise. A fight in the street — well, an informant among the cops. But learning about himself, he missed that brother marry. Indeed, reread after a couple of days. It will be easier to understand. In the meantime, this bride just wanted to be pissed off with something. My opinion.
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Well, interesting is the attention to detail. In any case, it is an incentive to move forward.
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Details and create a story. Mood. Yes, you can make a scheme, but you can draw, but it will not be a picture. Let the bumps, but fit
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Great story, I want to believe that somewhere else there is such love.
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Glad to hear, thanks.
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Very nice, as if she did not read the story on the site with porn, but looked at a melodrama
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Thank you very much, glad that you liked it.
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Maybe there are some flaws, but I read in one breath and enjoyed. Therefore, the flaws are not significant.
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Glad to please you.
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The story hooked. Some scenes are so good that I imagined them as clearly as if I actually saw them. Now I will follow your creativity.
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Very nice, seriously.
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I don’t even stand out for my delight among other comments. It's just awesome! And about the target audience ... on the contrary look more profitable against the background of slag!
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Thank you very much, for a long time I did not sing so many praises, seriously.
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No words, I love it!
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Even so. Thank :)
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As already mentioned above, it is read in one breath (despite the impressive volume) and it seems that I watched a good romantic film. :) Author - well done! Write more! I put 10 points. :)
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You drive me right into the paint :) Thank you very much.
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What is going on with the assessment? It was +14 (100), which looked extremely doubtful, especially for a story in the category of romance. Removed - it was less than 30. And now they keep the assessment neatly, so that it does not drop below +12 (I checked it myself).
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If you are subtly hinting at the fact that I am engaged in cheating - you just have not seen real cheating. And to those who leave positive reviews and ratings, I am very, very grateful.
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What other hints? I'm talking about the facts, and I saw the cheating, which only cost the story of Misa in the top. Won Nefertiti stories in the same category and no worse than yours, so they barely 30 scores are scored. After all, the administration cleaned the ratings, and a few more stories.
The story is excellent - no doubt, but such categories never get a lot of marks, and only +14 (100) (what a neat figure I see for the first time)
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I answered you in the LAN, not a supporter of communication on abstract topics in the comments.
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In any case, if you are interested in something, you can always write to me in the LAN. I will always answer.
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For BMTH respect!
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Sleepwalking is just space. It was while listening to the scene was born in the meadow :)
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Administration, please delete this nonsense.
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In general, the story is not bad. For my taste, too sweet. In this aspect, strongly reminded the early Remarque. Very early, when he was still Remarque and not Remark, there was no happy end there. The main question that I had was: how did she fall in love with him so unconsciously, if they are not familiar, that is, he does not know her? Did she fall in love with her on the photo or spy?
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Suddenly. Five months have passed, and then suddenly a comment. "In general, the story is not bad" - given the fact that it is not in your taste, it is rather praise. It does not work out a sugary corrode what to do. The answer to the main question in the phrase "It dawned on me that in front of me was the daughter of Lord Waterback, the same Ashley I had known for a long time."
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I read not everything, but what I read is simply amazing. The scene with clouds in the middle is gorgeous, the bed scenes also. The only story is very long and probably. It would be clever to break it apart. But this is just my opinion.
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