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Short erotic fiction: What Happens in Vegas, Part 3
The other parts of this story can be found here. The shower she led me to felt heavenly. The slime rinsed away, but the feelings it elicited, didn’t. It was as if whatever chemical magic was in that oil and weird liquid had seeped into every pore, filling me with an intense, undeniable ache for…
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Short erotic fiction: What Happens in Vegas, Part 2
The other parts of this story can be found here. I was dimly aware of being carried. Hands underneath my arms and knees, big hands. Everything felt so good, like every part of my skin had been made into an erogenous zone. My toes went first into the bath, which was a huge marble…
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Short Erotic Fiction: What Happens in Vegas
Let’s go to Vegas, she said. It’ll be fun, she said. Maybe I just don’t know how to have fun. My best friend, on the other hand, was immediately captured by the swirling gravity of the blinking, beeping machines. But, then again, I’ve never been much of a gambler — I figure, if I’m going…
