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A Passing Interest - Redux

Perfecto ‘

Karma made my ear tingle so I logged on just in time to see your threads farewell.

Please keep smiling , being happy and shiny ✨ with your writing and photography.

Finger ✌️ peace out

P.S. thxs for being just another flower , she’s good people 👍
 
JustAnotherFlower said:
I feared our first meeting would be awkward, that the chemistry brewed online wouldn't translate well to the flesh, but I was wrong, in fact it was the exact opposite. Intial butterflies upon meeting fluttered away as he smiled and said my name the exact same way he always had. The conversation never cessed, flowing in a steady stream over dinner from books to education, religion, to cereal box characters. It was random, indepth, and glorious in its everchanging topics. Time slipped away from both of us, though the restaurant staff were quite gentle in their urging for us to leave. I have never been the last customer of the night before... I hope they didn't mind too much.

There were no plans made for afterward, and at such a late hour, bars seemed the only public option available.. so I asked if he would like to come back to my hotel. There was a momentary pause, the first of the evening, and I felt my heart clench in worry that I had ruined the evening. I started to sputter out an apology, but he laughed and said he had only been surprised by the offer and would love to.

For being such a pricey hotel room, the least they could do is have more than one chair at the table. But alas, that is how I ended up on the bed as we continued our chat from earlier. Our flirting increased with no prying ears to hear...one thing lead to another...

His words were the first to touch me online, to raise my spirit and warm my heart. When we met in person, I had no idea what to expect... maybe a gentle caress of a hand, hopefully a kiss from those perfectly shaped lips.. I never in a million years would have dreamed that our first touch would be his cum splashed across my skin and then his lips on mine. But I would have it no other way.

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So, this is my last photo for this thread.
It's time to shut this one down and move on to another at some point in the future. Maybe I'll start one to celebrate my birthday, who knows? It's just... time for this one to close down. Thanks for all the posts on this long meandering road, y'all. 💋
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Thank you for your creativity. 🙂
 
I have always enjoyed your threads, a lovely mix of words and photographs that seem to meld together.

Sad to see this thread close, but look forward to anything new that you may start.
 
JustAnotherFlower said:
I feared our first meeting would be awkward, that the chemistry brewed online wouldn't translate well to the flesh, but I was wrong, in fact it was the exact opposite. Intial butterflies upon meeting fluttered away as he smiled and said my name the exact same way he always had. The conversation never cessed, flowing in a steady stream over dinner from books to education, religion, to cereal box characters. It was random, indepth, and glorious in its everchanging topics. Time slipped away from both of us, though the restaurant staff were quite gentle in their urging for us to leave. I have never been the last customer of the night before... I hope they didn't mind too much.

There were no plans made for afterward, and at such a late hour, bars seemed the only public option available.. so I asked if he would like to come back to my hotel. There was a momentary pause, the first of the evening, and I felt my heart clench in worry that I had ruined the evening. I started to sputter out an apology, but he laughed and said he had only been surprised by the offer and would love to.

For being such a pricey hotel room, the least they could do is have more than one chair at the table. But alas, that is how I ended up on the bed as we continued our chat from earlier. Our flirting increased with no prying ears to hear...one thing lead to another...

His words were the first to touch me online, to raise my spirit and warm my heart. When we met in person, I had no idea what to expect... maybe a gentle caress of a hand, hopefully a kiss from those perfectly shaped lips.. I never in a million years would have dreamed that our first touch would be his cum splashed across my skin and then his lips on mine. But I would have it no other way.

View attachment 2309569

So, this is my last photo for this thread.
It's time to shut this one down and move on to another at some point in the future. Maybe I'll start one to celebrate my birthday, who knows? It's just... time for this one to close down. Thanks for all the posts on this long meandering road, y'all. 💋
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Lovely JAF, such a wonderful scenario and pic to leave us with ... I have enjoyed this thread immensely and you have been part of my fantasies as a result, so I do hope you return to enthrall us with your beauty and your words soon!

:love: :rose:
 
Thank you for the wonderful ride across all these years. Countless times your words and images have brought a smile to my face and brightened the day. My best of wishes in whatever great adventure rises up before you. :heart:
 
Paul_Chance said:
Thank you for the wonderful ride across all these years. Countless times your words and images have brought a smile to my face and brightened the day. My best of wishes in whatever great adventure rises up before you. :heart:
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It's not a forever goodbye! Just closing the door on this one...and you've gone through like four of my pic threads by now. 😆
 
JustAnotherFlower said:
I feared our first meeting would be awkward, that the chemistry brewed online wouldn't translate well to the flesh, but I was wrong, in fact it was the exact opposite. Intial butterflies upon meeting fluttered away as he smiled and said my name the exact same way he always had. The conversation never cessed, flowing in a steady stream over dinner from books to education, religion, to cereal box characters. It was random, indepth, and glorious in its everchanging topics. Time slipped away from both of us, though the restaurant staff were quite gentle in their urging for us to leave. I have never been the last customer of the night before... I hope they didn't mind too much.

There were no plans made for afterward, and at such a late hour, bars seemed the only public option available.. so I asked if he would like to come back to my hotel. There was a momentary pause, the first of the evening, and I felt my heart clench in worry that I had ruined the evening. I started to sputter out an apology, but he laughed and said he had only been surprised by the offer and would love to.

For being such a pricey hotel room, the least they could do is have more than one chair at the table. But alas, that is how I ended up on the bed as we continued our chat from earlier. Our flirting increased with no prying ears to hear...one thing lead to another...

His words were the first to touch me online, to raise my spirit and warm my heart. When we met in person, I had no idea what to expect... maybe a gentle caress of a hand, hopefully a kiss from those perfectly shaped lips.. I never in a million years would have dreamed that our first touch would be his cum splashed across my skin and then his lips on mine. But I would have it no other way.

View attachment 2309569

So, this is my last photo for this thread.
It's time to shut this one down and move on to another at some point in the future. Maybe I'll start one to celebrate my birthday, who knows? It's just... time for this one to close down. Thanks for all the posts on this long meandering road, y'all. 💋
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Baby. You look amazing!
 
JustAnotherFlower said:
I feared our first meeting would be awkward, that the chemistry brewed online wouldn't translate well to the flesh, but I was wrong, in fact it was the exact opposite. Intial butterflies upon meeting fluttered away as he smiled and said my name the exact same way he always had. The conversation never cessed, flowing in a steady stream over dinner from books to education, religion, to cereal box characters. It was random, indepth, and glorious in its everchanging topics. Time slipped away from both of us, though the restaurant staff were quite gentle in their urging for us to leave. I have never been the last customer of the night before... I hope they didn't mind too much.

There were no plans made for afterward, and at such a late hour, bars seemed the only public option available.. so I asked if he would like to come back to my hotel. There was a momentary pause, the first of the evening, and I felt my heart clench in worry that I had ruined the evening. I started to sputter out an apology, but he laughed and said he had only been surprised by the offer and would love to.

For being such a pricey hotel room, the least they could do is have more than one chair at the table. But alas, that is how I ended up on the bed as we continued our chat from earlier. Our flirting increased with no prying ears to hear...one thing lead to another...

His words were the first to touch me online, to raise my spirit and warm my heart. When we met in person, I had no idea what to expect... maybe a gentle caress of a hand, hopefully a kiss from those perfectly shaped lips.. I never in a million years would have dreamed that our first touch would be his cum splashed across my skin and then his lips on mine. But I would have it no other way.

View attachment 2309569

So, this is my last photo for this thread.
It's time to shut this one down and move on to another at some point in the future. Maybe I'll start one to celebrate my birthday, who knows? It's just... time for this one to close down. Thanks for all the posts on this long meandering road, y'all. 💋
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This photo is so hot for many, many reasons
 
JustAnotherFlower said:
<Final chapter of the story>

So, this is my last photo for this thread.
It's time to shut this one down and move on to another at some point in the future. Maybe I'll start one to celebrate my birthday, who knows? It's just... time for this one to close down. Thanks for all the posts on this long meandering road, y'all. 💋
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Hear ye, hear ye,

Let it be known across the length and breadth of the Kingdom of Ampics in the Realm of Literotica that Lady JAF nee TD the twice Passer of Interest, the Dancer of Light and Shadow and the Self Deprecating Flower has on the twenty-fourth day of January in the year of our Lord two-thousand and twenty-four declared there shall be a temporary diminishing of art, beauty, charm, erotica, humor and overall fun and excitement in the Realm as she takes her leave to travel the far away and magical land known as the Real World.

Her loyal followers could choose to mourn her absence however she advises all of them instead to look towards the future for just as Spring brings flowers to the Real World, some future day in the Kingdom her visage and words will once more warm the cockles of our hearts and minds and other places.

Lady Dreamer I thank you for all you've shared and especially for the time you found or made to share it. I look forward to your return here in the Kingdom of Ampics or Land of Darkroom and hope when that day comes the voices of the heralds reach me sooner rather than later.

Huh, I never noticed before that The Darkroom Lounge could be abbreviated as TD Lounge. I guess I know where to start looking for you on my visits to the realm which will soon become more infrequent. But I digress.

You current visit was an undeniable victory (as the V in your final picture declares). May your upcoming time away be an even greater victory for you and yours. With your departure this is now a...

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Cheers

HR
 
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JustAnotherFlower said:
So, this is my last photo for this thread.
It's time to shut this one down and move on to another at some point in the future. Maybe I'll start one to celebrate my birthday, who knows? It's just... time for this one to close down. Thanks for all the posts on this long meandering road, y'all. 💋
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Loving you still, even after my two year hiatus ❤️
 
JustAnotherFlower said:
Part 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed. 😳😰)

His lips trailed from my neck, his beard scratching and tickling while his soft lips left a fire in their wake. Across a collar bone and down my sternum stopping at the neckline of the dress. My nipples ached to be consumed by his fire, my back arching up to him, offering.

And..he stopped..right there. He went no further down, nor left, nor right. He stayed perfectly still, planting lingering kiss after kiss on the bare kiss above the neckline... My eyes open and I look down, wondering with a maddening frustration as to why he stopped. My hand stroked his hair, arching my back once more to subtly encourage but he still didn't tug the.. oh.. oh! He wants me to offer.. My hand slides from his soft hair to grasp the edge of the neckline, tuging it to the side and baring a pale breast topped with rippled areola, and hard rosy nipple. My hand cups it, offering it to my Scoundrel.

A low growl rolls across my skin, sending a wave of heat through my system that destroys any butterflies that still linger, his mouth makes it's trek to the mountain's peak. The march seemed far longer than it should have.. but gods, was it worth it. A tender brush of lips before latching on and sucking deep. A gasp drawn from my lips, thighs clenching together and rubbing to staunch the fire building there.

Each deep pull of suction and twirling, lapping of his tongue muddled my mind better and faster than any drink. I forgot the hesitation, forgot the bright sunlight and open window. I forgot this was our first time and the nerves from before.. All I knew was the need to be consumed.. My hand diging into the meat of his back, nails biting as I moaned..

When did my other breast become exposed? When did his leg become nestled between mine? It all swirls together.. My thighs try to squeeze together but can't now with his leg in the way nor is he close enough to rub against. The bastard. I whimper, biting my lip as the onslaught of sensations and needs continues it's achingly slow pace.

I look down at my Scoundrel, his hair a halo of burnished gold. Gods.. he's handsome. Biting my lip as his eyes lock with mine. The blue darkened with desire enough to steal my breath. His nails bite at my thigh, reminding me it has never left, gliding up and down it's length, toying with the lace but...why?!

He grins. That beautiful fucker grins at me as I'm combusting from the inside out. The grin only disappears at he takes my nipple between his teeth and swiftly bites..

A hiss of pain and pleasure explodes from me. Back arching up, demanding more... my hand moves to find his.. squeezing it, guiding it to my nectar drenched flower and the searing heat. But he stops..twisting from my hand, only to grab it, guiding me instead.. Resting my palm against the downy mound with fingers dipping down, his own pressing my fingers in...

And the world was washed in light...

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(Blame @Mr_bogey for suggesting this yo go along... https://voca.ro/1dY0mmI6FoLA )
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So so incredibly sexy! Amazing!
 
JustAnotherFlower said:
Teil 2.

Er stellte das leere Glas beiseite, stand auf und ging mit beneidenswerter Leichtigkeit zum Bett. Jeder Schritt näher ließ mein Herz schneller schlagen und mir bis zum Hals schlagen.

Seine Hand legte sich auf meine Wange, sein schwieliger Daumen streifte meine Unterlippe. Ich fürchtete, er würde das Pochen in meinen Adern spüren. Die leichte Berührung reichte aus, um eine Wärme zwischen meinen Schenkeln aufsteigen zu lassen, die Spitze verfing sich, als sie sanft aneinander rieben. Der Geruch seines Kölnischwassers vermischte sich mit dem Bourbon und erfüllte meine Sinne. Seine Augen … die babyblauen Tiefen fühlten sich an, als würden sie mich in ihrer Intensität und Wärme ertränken.

„Leg dich zurück, meine Muse.“ Seine Stimme war langsam und warm wie Melasse in der Sommersonne. Er folgte mir hinunter zum Bett und verlor nie den Kontakt mit meiner Wange, selbst als er auf das Bett krabbelte, um sich neben mich zu legen. Der Kuss, der folgte … Jesus. Ist es normal, dass ein Kuss einen am ganzen Leib zittern lässt?

Das Kitzeln seines Bartes auf meiner Haut, die allgegenwärtige Berührung seiner Hand an meiner Wange … er streichelte sie, während unsere Zungen tanzten. Waren es Minuten? Stunden später? Die Zeit verlor jede Bedeutung, als seine Lippen meinen Kiefer entlangfuhren und sich in die Beuge meines Halses schmiegten … Meine eigenen Hände fanden sein Haar, seinen Rücken … griffen nach ihm, um mich festzuhalten, während ich mich in einer wahrgewordenen Fantasie verlor. Seine Hand glitt von meiner Wange, hinunter … hinunter … hinunter … und ruhte auf meinem straff bekleideten Oberschenkel, den er sanft drückte. Fingerspitzen zeichneten die Muster nach …

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Mit grosser Lust gelesen.... 😍
 
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