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up for a breather, his heart banged against his rib cage and his cock thumped wildly against his belly.
Okay, how do you want to do this? Rosebud s fingers worked the buttons at the back of her neck.
If Larry didn t do something immediately, his plan for a long, sensuous seduction was definitely headed
for the shitter . His fingers instantly stayed her hands. Okay, Rosey . I ve agreed to do this, but let s
take it a little slower. I haven t even had a chance to kiss you.
You just did.
No& youjust cut off my air supply.
Roseyspun in a circle and ended upside down as she hovered before his face. I like a take-charge
man, Lar -bear. Her wings sent a warm rush of air past his cheeks. I m so excited. She popped a little
closer. Are you excited, Larry?
He stared into her brown eyes and swallowed. How could he not be? He was finally going to have sex
for the first time in his life. His fingers fidgeted with the brim of his hat ready to pull it down over his ears if
she made a grab for them. His excitement was laced with a bit of apprehension, however. What if he
couldn t get his cock to do what he wanted it to do?
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Rosebud flipped right side up and fluttered to the floor. I m ready, Larry. My friends told me that when
fairies have sex for the first time, it doesn t hurt like it does to a human.
What!You told people that we re going to do it? The pressure was on. He had better perform like a
champ.
Oh, yeah.I m the only virgin left in our group. They want me to call them as soon as we re done
fucking. She stood before him like a horny sacrificial lamb. Let s play a game. She darted to a
counter, grabbed a small glass of toothpicks, and hurried back. See these? Some of the sticks are
painted with red fingernail polish. Let s play strip toothpicks . We ll take turns. Whoever gets a colored
tip has to take off a piece of their clothing. Oooo , this is going to be fun.
Larry eyed the twenty or so picks. Playing the game would rid him of the task and his
nervousness of getting her naked.
Come on, please, Larry? She had the cutest little pout on her mouth.
Oh, all right, he agreed.
Oooo!I ll go first. Let s sit on my bed.
Just the word bed made his cock jump. Larry sailed after her until they reached her room. He settled
as far from Rosebud on the mattress as possible, his eyes rounding when he took in the feminine
trappings of the sprite s room. Everything was neat as a pin a far cry from his own room a few blocks
away. Pink and lilac ruffles abounded in the cozy space. Pictures of the past adorned every table, but the
one on Rosebud s bed stand made his heart rap. It was a picture of him! You have my picture? He
turned back to study her smiling lips. Why?
Because you ve always been special.You ve always been my best buddy now you re going to be my
best lover.
Rosebud placed the container of picks on the table and daintily withdrew one from the center . The tip
was blood red. Her eyes instantly darkened. Looks like I get to take something off first. She leaned
back on her elbows and waggled a slippered foot in the air. Would you like to help?
I& I guess& Taking a deep breath, Larry reached up, grasped her shoe with both hands, and
yanked. The motion threw Rosebud off balance, and she sprawled flat on her back. Oh, shit, sorry,
Rosey .
She scurried up and whisked strands of blonde hair from her eyes. That s okay.All right. You pick
one.
Please no polish& please no polish& pleaseno polish& Fuck!The tip was painted.
What are you going to take off, Larry? Syrupy sweetness laced her words.
Well, it ain t gonna be my fuckin shoes. You pulled me right out of them. I ought to get a free pass
because they re both on the porch outside.
Her head wagged back and forth. A sly smile appeared on her red lips. Uh-uh, Lar . If you didn t get
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them before, it s too late to do anything about it. Now, what is it going to be?
A cantankerous sigh raised his shoulders. I guess my shirt. Reaching for his hat, he set it beside him,
crossed his arms and yanked the garment over his head and tossed it toward the floor. The derby was
immediately perched back in place.
Before the shirt even fluttered to the ground, Rosebud s fingers poked at the fuzz on his chest. Oh,
Larry, your chest hair is so cute. Can I rub my cheek against it? And look! she exclaimed while pointing
at his crotch. Your pecker is hard!
His hand swiped at his hat, and an instant later, he smacked the derby over his cock and pushed her
fingers away. Hey, that s cheating. If I don t get to touch, then you don t either.
She pushed her breasts forward. So, go ahead and touch.
Rosey&
I want you to. Just see what they feel like and then imagine them naked.
Larry stared at the jutting mounds beneath her lacy blouse. Each had a tight little nipple darting against
the material. Man, he d never felt up anyone before. Wiping the sweat from his palms, he reached up
tentatively.
Go ahead, Rosey whispered. They won t bite.
Slowly, he cupped the small swells, letting his fingers slowly glide over the rise of her chest.
Rosebud s head lolled back when Larry s thumbs brushed across her pointed nipples. Fairy juice leaked
into her panties.
Larry stared at his fingers. Her tits felt great in his hand they fit perfectly into his cupped palms. A small
spark of excitement rushed through his groin. He was starting to enjoy himself. He continued to fondle
her chest even when she opened her eyes and reached for another toothpick. Their gazes locked. She
held it up. The pick was bare.
Rosebud s eyebrows bounced over her glazed eyes. Looks like it s your turn again. Larry? Larry? You
can let go of my breasts now. Your eyes are rolling back in your head.
He jerked back to the present, yanked his hands away and placed them on his knees. Oh& sorry. He
reached for the glass and pulled out a red-tipped pick.
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