[thefan]

Hey all,

I thought I would throw up my first contribution. Like I said in my intro, I am not much of an artist, but I do write. Below is a sample of a bigger story that follows the exploits of a 26 year old, asian-american business woman who has just started to discover her sexuality.

Would be great to get some feedback, and would be awesome if someone wanted to work with/help me on drawing some sketches to support the words.

Let me know what you guys think!

Thanks

The Boxer part 3: Drinks at the party



This would be her first Hollywood party since she left themovie industry. Back then she would never have done what she was planning rightnow. She couldn’t get David out of her head. She knew he would be here and thathe would want to finish what he had first started during the night after hisvisit to the office and then continued during the film shoot at the boxing gyma few weeks earlier. The thought of that day made her wet almost instantly. Shewas snapped out of her pleasant distraction with the sound of the bathroom dooropening. Her boyfriend came out dressed the part for the party. She went overto him and gave him a kiss.



“It’s going to go well, baby, don’t worry” she saidreassuringly. She knew that working with celebrities and athletes was one ofhis least favorite parts of the job.



“Thanks, babe. I am going to head over now. You OK to makeit down there yourself?”



“Yes. I’ll find you at the party”, she said, kissing himagain.



As he left, she turned back to the bed where she had laidout her dress for the evening, a skimpy black dress that would hug her bodyfrom the peaks of her breasts to the bottom of her ass. The material was madeof a soft thread that had loads of elasticity that would accentuate the slightcurves of her petite Asian frame. She looked at the floor to see the jet-blackhigh heels she would wear with the dress. She wouldn’t normally have worn theheels as her boyfriend wasn’t the tallest and she always thought that itbothered him when she put them on and was taller than he was. Tonight was aHollywood party though, and she knew that all the other girls at the partywould be dressed similarly. She was going to look hot tonight and nothing wasgoing to change her mind about that she thought, as she headed toward theshower.



About an hour later, she was ready to go. She took one lastglance in the mirror and she liked what she saw. The dress fit her like it waspainted on. Her B cup breasts looked like they were ready to pop out of thedress and her legs looked soft and smooth from the tops of her feet to thelower part of her ass that seemed to be trying ever so hard to peek out thebottom of her tight black dress. She had decided against underwear tonight. Nobra and no panties. The dress was too tight she convinced herself; underwearwould just seem bulky underneath. She sprayed a bit of perfume, took one lastlook at the mirror and walked out of the hotel room. As she did, she again thought about David and their encounters. She thought about his tall muscular frame. She remembered the feelingof his long and thick cock rubbing against her. By the time she left the hotel,she felt the moisture between her legs start to run down the inside of herthigh.

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A little tough to read due to the formatting (probably from cut and pasting) but definitely interesting. Would love to read some more.