Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fertile Tara: EP1

Introduction: Three men decide to have their way with fertile Tara.

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Tara Bridges opened the door to her new apartment and breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally," she thought, "Tto

relax..."

The room had the scent of freshness about it, a nice change from the heavier, musty smell of her old apartment.

Tara held a cardboard box with all her more intimate belongings - the kinds of things she wouldn't want the

movers to find if they ‘accidently’ took a peek inside the box labeled "PERSONAL" with large black marker.

"That'd give them too much of a thrill," Tara smiled to herself as she surveyed her new surroundings. She found

the apartment a few days before, and immediately she knew she had to have it. The hardwood main floor

opened up into a spacious living room from which connected a small white kitchen complete with dividing

counter-space. A bathroom with shower and bathtub were opposite, and nearby led into her new bedroom -

white walls and spacious floor waiting to be filled. Tara stepped into the empty bedroom, the "PERSONAL" box

cradled in her arms.

The movers weren't due to arrive for another hour, and in the meantTara had little else to do. She had taken

the day off of waitressing at the coffee house so she could set up her new apartment, and without her computer

to update her blog or even a couch to daydream on she had nothing left except to wait for the rest of her things

to cin.

Tara looked down at her box and stroked the edges pensively. "Hmmm, | guess it wouldn't hurt..." she murmured.

She glanced around the empty apartment, a grin tugging on the corners of her mouth. "I'll just take a peek till

those guys get here..."

She closed the door to her new bedroom and sat down, placed the box between her legs, and opened it. Inside

she found a few of her tank tops, tight blue jeans, mid thigh-length skirts, thin socks, and other bits of clothing.

Tara wore those kinds of clothes whenever she could - her more-than handfuls of breasts felt so snug in her tight

tank tops, and her jeans hugged her ass perfectly. Others definitely noticed as she sauntered along the streets in

a short skirt or while she was waitressing, hips swaying and breasts jutting. Their attention always had a way of

making her smile.

But that was just a cover for her real treasures. Pawing aside the upper layers of clothes, Tara pulled out a lacy

pink thong. The dainty thing wrapped around her fingers like a silky string, and she sighed - She hadn't gotten to

wear it for anyone lately. Her work demanded most of her time, and combined with the rigors of being an

aspiring author and maintaining an online blog for the masses, she was just too busy to find herself sguy to

show off how sexy she looked with a little pink thong on - and nothing else.

"Oh well," Tara thought with a shrug, "I know I'll still enjoy it."

With a catish grin Tara stood up and slipped off her white panties. The change was easy since she wore a short

skirt with her tight t-shirt, and when the thong slid up and around her ass she felt a little jolt run through her. She

could remember posing in them before for one of her boyfriends - and the pictures of that little photoshoot she

still kept in her scrapbook.

Her still-warm panties found a place in the box and were buried again as she sat and dug deeper. She touched

the soft leathery corner of her personal scrapbook. "Gotcha!" she pulled out the small tand set it onto her

lap. The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Tara had found in her explorations into the darker side

of the internet.

Halfway through she found the high-resolution black-and-white photographs she adored, the ones with a pair of

red lips barely touching the head of a stiff cock or a woman pushed down onto a plush bed by a man taking her

from behind. Often she had fantasies develop around these pictures, ones she typed down for her blog - ones

she brought with her to bed late at night. She looked at a picture of a tall strong man holding a limp and naked

girl in his burly arms, his face hidden by the shadow as he held his prize before him. Claimed by him.

Inspired, Tara put the book aside and rummaged around smore in the box. At the very bottom her fingers

brushed by something firm and long - just what she was looking for. She pulled out her hidden toy, a rabbit

vibrator, squeezing the firm yet yielding gel shaft into her palm and stroking the clit stimulator in slow deliberate

circles.

"Hmmm... If only you were real..." Tara mused, stroking her finger down and over the bulbous head. She

imagined it belonging to the strong man in the photo, tall and fit, his cock ready to fuck her at just the sight of

her shaking her ass in her pink lacy thong.

"Mmmm..." She thought of how he would want her so bad that she would feel it in his gaze, feel it in his grip

around her waist, and that he wouldn't hesitate to push her to the floor and take her like an animal. Her panties

were getting moist at the thought, and when she lifted up her little skirt she could see the light pink fabric

darkening with her juices...

Tara began to move the toy along her

wet pussy, a little tease as she

imagined the man rubbing his cock

up and down her aching slit.

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panties aside, imagining her dainty

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