Thread: Alluring Secret ((Deathonater&Siren))

When Selena turned seventeen, she graduated from highschool and was accepted into a pre-law program. It was around that time that her grandmother living next to the presitious university died, leaving her a large fully furnished house. Of course, the girl whose parents and scholarship fully assumed the costs of her tuition took the occasion to move into a city she loved for quite longer than the time it took her to complete her studies. By the time she turned twenty-five, Selena graduated from the law school and was almost instantly hired by a company, charged to take care of criminal and civil cases. A year later, she had enough money to almost fully renovate the house and at present it was as close to her dream place as possible. Outside, it displayed the complexity - and style of a Victorian house. With two stories, a small tower-like attachement on the second floor, a triangular roof and uneven levels it stood out quite a bit from the rest of traditionally American neighborhood. However, the colors of the wood used for the wall matched quite a bit that of most of the typical houses and added a touch of modernity. A wide parking way led to the garage, a spiral ladder made of clear stones up to the porch, nothing but two careful round bushes and green law decorating the front yard. On the inside, the house was quite different. The floors were made of dark wood, a large rug resting in the living room underneath a large table made of glass. Most of the house was a mix of classic and modern styles - older restaurated pieces of furnity were mixed with newer paintings and technology such as a wide plasma television and an impressive sound system, resulting in an elegant and spacious place. Somewhere on the second floor was located a large bathroom, that of the master bedroom. It was made of creamy colored marble, with a large tub, a careful shower and a large mirror. In front of that mirror stood the twenty seven years old woman herself. She looked slightly younger than her age due to her fresh, beautiful face yet wouldn't be mistaken for a teenager due to the intelligence and seduciveness that lay in her wide, striking green eyes surrounded by long thick lashes. Slowly, her careful hands slid to the strap that held her silk robe together, letting it drop to the floor, uncovering her fully naked body. At the first glance, she was one of the girls men stopped to gawk at, yet there was a flaw to her - on a hairless groin area, where nothing was supposed to be rested a large, edging ten inches in soft state, thick penis. It was her curse and her gift. As far as she knew, she was the only one in the city like that, although of course she couldn't be sure. No one knew about her secret, or almost no one. For years, she has had very few relationships - most of her sexual intercourses being one night stands. If it was with males, she simply got on all fours from where her dick wasn't visible and insisted to keep on her skirt. If it was with girls, she had more luck and managed to have fun once in a while. At present though, it has been close to a year since another girl's body caressed and pleasured her male part, and it was starting to drive her crazy. Otherwise, she was stunning rich, voluminous waves of shaggy dirty blonde hair, a skin with a light tan, plump pink lips and aristocratic features consisted her beauty. A flat stomach, slim waistline, small height and complexion, round ass and large, almost D cup breasts consisted her appeal. Finally, she stepped into the shower, quickly washing her hair and body. It took her quite a while, since she hasn't done anything about her morning problem, yet when she stepped out of the shower again it wasn't even visible from underneath her clothes. Of course, just in case her neighbor passed by, she pulled on a pair of short shorts-like panties and pulled her robe back on without bothering to put anything else, her hard nipples visible through the light fabric. With that, Selena walked downstairs to her kitchen in order to get something to eat. It was the weekend, which meant a rare occasion to fully relax and get the tiring work out of her head. However, as she entered the kitchen, she almost yelled at the sight of someone. ''Morgan,'' she sighed, her voice deep and melodious. ''I thought a robber entered or something,'' she shook her head, brushing her fingers through her fan-dried hair. ''What's up?'' She wondered, uncovering her snow white teeth in a feline grin. She appreciated her friend, even more than she should have, especially as her frustration due to a lack of sex grew.