Sextus
02-12-2012, 09:45 PM
The rest of my Style’s experience.
I gave Styles a hard time in my recent thread and so I want to balance that with a description of the rest of my experience there, with Alysha.
This could only happen there I think, with young girls innocent of FS, unjaded. That Styles has girls like this makes it a special place. Sure, I love tits, but there are many other places I can get those (that Deep Impact and Wilisno advised me about) but there aren’t many, or any other places, where the following can happen.
Though this isn’t the proper after review I’ve written already, I can never post that, because if I did, I’d feel like a hypocrite after my Style's criticism. To be honest, that fact was bothering me all the time I was engaged in that lively Style's debate and discussion about tight bras, so I’ll clear my conscience about that now.
I’ll say something in the following that happened that was quite personally profound, and it was because of Alysha, in her, yes, in her innocent and unknowing way who was responsible for it. So I want to give her credit, and also the credit to Styles for having the judgement to have a girl like her there.
In my review there is a lot of very horny detail (that you may know I am capable of doing) but this is about after I came. This only took about five minutes as I couldn’t see any clock and I was worried about the time.
But we still had a good fifteen minutes left, and I lay there on the couch as Alysha had some listerine. She then flung herself down into my arms, her face two or three inches away, and for the next quarter of an hour she chatted with me and she laughed happily and we kissed deeply over and over, and she licked my ears, (which I love, and had all but forgotten about as that hasn’t happened since my last girlfriend.) And she estimated my age at more than 15 years younger than it is (I wish I were) so that was a winning remark!
This young, pretty girl was so attentive to me. It was like we had been together for two or three years and we were in our own bedroom on a sunny Sunday afternoon with suburban sounds playing through the window. Though I knew it wasn’t, it was what I remember love feeling like. And that was a gift she was giving me in her innocence. Her eyes beamed happily into my own and her youth shone to me like the play of light on water. Somehow I felt twenty again, and I remembered.
I told her eventually she was like an angel and I looked over her shoulder for her wings, surprised I couldn’t find them, and she laughed at that. I’m happy to keep the illusion that she was only like this with me, another gift her innocence gave me.
I’m over fifty now, and though I want a lot longer, none of us can know or choose our moment to die. But I reflected afterwards that if it had happened during the fifteen minutes I had with the laughing, sweet, young and shining Aysha I could not have wished for a better time.
I gave Styles a hard time in my recent thread and so I want to balance that with a description of the rest of my experience there, with Alysha.
This could only happen there I think, with young girls innocent of FS, unjaded. That Styles has girls like this makes it a special place. Sure, I love tits, but there are many other places I can get those (that Deep Impact and Wilisno advised me about) but there aren’t many, or any other places, where the following can happen.
Though this isn’t the proper after review I’ve written already, I can never post that, because if I did, I’d feel like a hypocrite after my Style's criticism. To be honest, that fact was bothering me all the time I was engaged in that lively Style's debate and discussion about tight bras, so I’ll clear my conscience about that now.
I’ll say something in the following that happened that was quite personally profound, and it was because of Alysha, in her, yes, in her innocent and unknowing way who was responsible for it. So I want to give her credit, and also the credit to Styles for having the judgement to have a girl like her there.
In my review there is a lot of very horny detail (that you may know I am capable of doing) but this is about after I came. This only took about five minutes as I couldn’t see any clock and I was worried about the time.
But we still had a good fifteen minutes left, and I lay there on the couch as Alysha had some listerine. She then flung herself down into my arms, her face two or three inches away, and for the next quarter of an hour she chatted with me and she laughed happily and we kissed deeply over and over, and she licked my ears, (which I love, and had all but forgotten about as that hasn’t happened since my last girlfriend.) And she estimated my age at more than 15 years younger than it is (I wish I were) so that was a winning remark!
This young, pretty girl was so attentive to me. It was like we had been together for two or three years and we were in our own bedroom on a sunny Sunday afternoon with suburban sounds playing through the window. Though I knew it wasn’t, it was what I remember love feeling like. And that was a gift she was giving me in her innocence. Her eyes beamed happily into my own and her youth shone to me like the play of light on water. Somehow I felt twenty again, and I remembered.
I told her eventually she was like an angel and I looked over her shoulder for her wings, surprised I couldn’t find them, and she laughed at that. I’m happy to keep the illusion that she was only like this with me, another gift her innocence gave me.
I’m over fifty now, and though I want a lot longer, none of us can know or choose our moment to die. But I reflected afterwards that if it had happened during the fifteen minutes I had with the laughing, sweet, young and shining Aysha I could not have wished for a better time.