Monday, October 03, 2005

My Secretary

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By: ASM

My Secretary

Stretching back languorously in my chair I looked over to the full-length window of my office to admire the view. Directly across from my building were the law offices of the most prominent lawyers in Melbourne, and in one of these offices was the most beautiful looking woman I've ever laid eyes on.I knew all about her even though we'd never spoken. Her name was Audrey. She was my secretary's flatmate. I'd stumbled on that information one evening when I was leaving the office. I saw the two of them running to catch the train. I'd asked Amanda the following day who she was. Amanda had even pointed out her office to me.
Now every Friday in her office her lover would arrive and every Friday I would be at my window, with my binoculars watching, waiting to see her as only her lover did. They did not disappoint me today and as I reached for my binoculars I kicked my office door closed. Flicking the intercom switch I spoke quickly to Amanda.
'No calls for the next hour, okay,' I snapped.
'Sure, Miss Jones,' she replied.
There they were, kissing and fondling each other. They had no regard for anyone else, and I often wondered if they knew they were being observed. I settled back in my chair to watch their lovemaking. The other woman took off Audrey's jacket, then unzipped her skirt, dropping them both onto the floor. Audrey stepped out of the skirt, kicking it away from her feet. She was wearing a black bra and half-slip. Suspenders and stockings peeked out below the slip.
She wiggled her way up on the desk, crossing her long legs, a stiletto heel visible as the other woman ran her hand up her leg and down the outside of her thigh and back up under the slip.
She threw her head back as though laughing, her dark hair spilling down her back. The woman was at the hollow of her throat, then moved on towards her breasts.
Audrey's hands held the woman's head while she pushed her biceps together, forcing her breasts to practically spill from their cups as she smother them into her face.
The woman pulled back and I watched mesmerised as she slowly stripped out of her clothing, down to her underwear. She knocked Audrey's legs open as she moved into the desk.
They embraced again, kissing and fondling. My pussy was throbbing and I shifted uncomfortably on my chair. The woman's hands were behind Audrey's back where they unclipped her bra, allowing her massive breasts to fall, swaying as she discarded it.
She lifted each breast into the palm of her hands as though feeling the weight of them, then she pounced on one, smothering it, kissing and licking, her tongue snaking around. She pulled back slowly and I saw she had the tip of the nipple in her mouth and was stretching it out until Audrey's hands drew her head back in.
Her mouth worked it's way downwards, as her hands pushed Audrey backwards until she was lying flat on the desk. Audrey's breasts flopped down her sides, while the woman inched up the slip with her teeth to leave it bunched up at her waist.
The woman stood back then, looking down at her as she picked something off the desk and ran it down Audrey's abdomen. It must have been a letter opener and with a quick flick of her hand she held up a flimsy g-string for her inspection.
I focused in harder and was rewarded for my efforts as the woman sucked at the crutch of the g-string. Audrey's breasts were jiggling as she laughed, the dark nipples rising and falling.
Audrey's breasts weren't the only things I wanted to zoom in on. She was such a magnificent looking woman, her dark hair framing the curves of her face and her body. I desperately wanted to see her pussy, but as I continued downwards, I could only see a dark tuft of pubic hair, poking up between her suspenders.
I rubbed my pussy enjoying the sensation, fantasising what it would look like had she been lying on my desk with her legs opened to me. A head came into view as the woman's long tongue, snaked its way up and down her slit. Fuck, I was getting hornier by the second, and when Audrey lifted her legs and wrapped them around the woman's head to draw her closer into her, I slipped my hand into my panties, into my hot wet pussy.
I eased further back in the chair stretching my body out fully, opening my legs wide, slipping a few fingers inside enjoying the warmth as I fingered myself. The erotic combination of spying and masturbating at the same time had me pushing my own pelvis forward imaging her fingers there and her mouth closing in on me.
Then a mouth was on me, ripping aside my panties, sucking, licking, nibbling. I wrapped my legs around the head, forgetting for a moment, where I was, and then reality hit and I pushed the head away, straightening up in my chair.
'Please,' Amanda begged. 'I've been wanting…'
'You knew,' I gasped.
'Of course, I've been waiting for the right time. Why do you think I pointed her office out to you.'
Her hands were on my breasts, her mouth seeking out my own. I lost control, grabbed her, pulling her onto the chair with me. The chair collapsed under our weight and we fell to the floor laughing.
Ripping off each other's clothes we ravished each other's bodies, lying there naked on the floor with perhaps the whole of the offices looking on. I didn't care. I could only concentrate on our lovemaking and new that from now on there was no need to be watching someone else. It was time others were watching me.

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Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Private Practice

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PRIVATE PRACTICE

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She couldn't move her arm. Her trusty right hand was almost useless. That was the hand she had snapped into a latex sleeve, ring less fingers twitching under a sheen of sterile lubricant. Madison's right arm buried in the mare; the animal's black vulva winked below the veterinarian's straightened elbow. She, whom Abby called Dr. C, completed the horse's internal exam in seconds. Dr. Madison Creighton always rushed when she saw equine patients.
Abby, the thoroughbred barn's chief groom and exercise girl, watched the doctor while relaxing her grip on the horse’s nylon head halter and lead. Madison boasted, sounding too loud to herself inside the sweet-smelling stall. "We made it," she said as she withdrew her palpating hand. "If I'm right, like I usually am,"--she grinned toward Abby's petite frame, noticing that her blonde cap of self-cropped hair shone in the backlit stall--”she'll start labor soon." Pivoting where she stood, Abby rustled wheat straw beneath her light boots, stretched to swing the hanging mesh bag of alfalfa hay away from the mare's velvety nose. Spare steps in the main barn maintained distance among people, animals, and obstacles.

Madison climbed behind Abby on the catwalk after they had slipped out of the stall. Standing at the entrance to the narrow corridor, the older woman hemmed her in, speaking to Abby’s stooped back. “She’ll do fine; I don’t think this foal is affected.” Abby straightened, lifting a five-gallon bucket of warm water. Special grain in metal cans, leather tack, soaps, liniments, and powders took up almost every inch of the wooden shelving and floor.

For the first time, Abby seemed to be in a hurry herself. “Boil the water, right? That’s my part, Dr. C.” Abby’s head nearly brushed Madison’s right breast as she stepped around her into the central vaulted space. Rafters far above them were as beautifully crafted as the hinged oak of each stall door.

“NO! And call me Madison! Damn, Abby! What I’m saying is that we’ve been partners here. You know how many animals I’ve lost this spring. Your love for the horses, combined with Kentucky stubbornness, has been the medicine I lacked. And I’m grateful, OK? The doctor is cured.”

“Madison,” Abby said, trying out the name. “What does it matter? I won’t see you again until there’s a problem with someone.” She jerked her tiny chin toward the opposing rows of stalls below where they stood. Tempted to continue talking to her back, Madison picked her way behind Abby to the stall where they’d started.

She said, strangling a little, "It's personal." She noticed sweat outlining Abby’s very pink lips, deciding for the first time that Abby always smelled like, yes, honeysuckle. As if agreeing, the mare wormed and chomped bristly horse lips. Tension broken, the two women laughed. The animal’s relaxed posture made Madison appear shaky, more self-conscious than she intended. Once Abby looked up, and met Madison’s hazel eyes in an unrelenting stare, the taller woman leaned in. She kissed Abby, crushing hard enough to part lips.

Having done so, Madison regretted it. She had wanted to be as demure as Abby, respectful of the other’s shyness, unhurried. Startled to feel Abby’s miniature hands stroking her neck at the collar, locking behind her neck, Madison leaned backward, careful to keep her lips at a humid whisper’s distance.

Abby rotated until Madison’s back rested against the vintage, smooth-as-satin wall. Because of her height and the angle at which Abby clasped her, Madison felt, but could not see, center shirt fronts being unbuttoned. So surprised she believed she’d faint, Madison gasped as Abby molded each breast, still inside its bra cup, with her hot palm. Seconds later--how?--two and two more freed breasts bobbed. Pulling her pants belt loops roughly, Abby skirted Madison’s slim waist with fingers as fluttery as butterfly wings. Unzipping, opening her from fabric to labia, Abby skipped to everywhere at once. Madison, when she tried to flex an ankle, tangled in shucked-off khaki. Through it all, they kissed, inhaled one another, breathed secrets. Finally Madison slid to the floor, sifting wheat straw when her hips landed.

Abby, a pixie clothed below the waist, folded herself atop Madison, settling into the concave nest between breasts and pubis. Again aware of the large animal sharing their space, Madison enjoyed her view from the stable floor. As Abby and Madison cuddled, the veterinarian saw an amber drop of colostrums, the first food a nursing foal receives, on one of the mare’s turgid teats. As powerful as a misplaced prism, it caught, splintered, and transformed the barn’s very ordinary light.

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Thursday, August 18, 2005

The Perfect Timing

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The Perfect Timing

By Nicole Wilder

Janice and I had been together for a few months now, and it had been quite the whirlwind romance from the beginning. Whenever we were together, it was hot and heavy. From the first day we met, I’d wanted her. We slept together that first night and have been making love ever since. I had known her from school for years and had a wild crush on her, so when the time came that I got to be with her, I took it.
High School had never been the right time to come out and tell people I was gay or even experiment. I didn’t think that anyone would ever understand. So now, ten years later, I was very open about my sexuality.
Janice was so beautiful that day, even in her work clothes. There was always such a special beauty within her. We first saw each other again when I called for repairs on my cable service. It had been fuzzy for days, and I was just, plain sick of it. They promised they would send someone by two. Well, of course they were late so I decided to jump really fast into the shower. After I got out and dried, I heard a knock at the door. I threw on my pink velour robe and answered the door.
“You need your cable looked at?” She asked.
“Yes. Come in. It’s been fuzzy for a week.” As she walked in, I realized who it was. It was Janice. “Janice, is that you?”
“Yes, it’s me. Wow! How are you?” She looked just as excited to see me as I was to see her.
“I’m fine. It’s so good to see you.” I hugged her tightly, and as I pulled away, my robe came open to reveal my naked body.
“It’s even better seeing the naked you,” she grinned.
“Anytime you want,” I said. She reached out, opening the robe, looking down my body, and then letting the robe fall to the floor.
“You really want me?” I asked. “I’ve been wanting you since High School.”
“I really want you,” she said. I went to her, grappling for her clothing, wanting to see her as naked as she was seeing me. She had such a beautiful body. I just had to touch her.
I cupped the bottom of her breasts, bringing a nipple to my mouth. Janice moaned as I touched her. My fingers ran down her body, touching everything except her pussy. My nipples were hard, and I really ached for her.
I continued touching her body, then I let my fingers wander between her legs, through the soft, short hair. She squirmed and moaned. With the palm of my hand, I cupped her pussy, and she pressed against it.
Janice pushed me gently back on the floor by the door. "Oh yes." I spread my legs as wide as she could and buried her face in my pussy. I gasped as her tongue went to my clit. She was so good, so soft. I made sounds I had never made before. She put her fingers inside me. I don't know how many, but they moved and danced in me. I felt like I was dreaming. In only minutes, I was screaming in orgasm. Janice continued her assault on my pussy. What made it so awesome was that I had a clitoral and vaginal orgasm at the same time. A few minutes later, I came again. My entire body shook. Janice came up to hug me. She kissed me hard and fast. I moved my fingers to her pussy, then kissed my way down her body. I wanted to make her feel just as she had made me feel. My tongue went to her clit as she had done for me. I licked her clit back and forth with the tip of my tongue. My fingers went into her. She was so wet, it was easy to put four fingers inside to wiggle, move, and drive her wild. First I moved my tongue over her, then my thumb.
"I'm going to cum," she yelled.
Her body shivered as she came, as I tasted it. It was like Heaven.
When reality set in, Janice grabbed me up in her arms and held me. "Wow! I’m so glad we saw each other again.”
“So am I. I have never picked up another cable person,” I said laughing.
“That’s okay, because I’ve never been picked up before,” she laughed.

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Thursday, August 04, 2005

Female Libido Improvement

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2005

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Female Libido Improvement

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Damiana Leaf - Folium TurneraceaeHerb from the subtropics that counteracts chronic loss of sexual power. Damiana has a reputation as a powerful female herb with its progesteronic action and powerful aphrodisiac properties. It acts as a tonic to the central nervous system, urinary, reproductive, digestive, and respiratory systems. Damiana is also useful in the treatment of dryness of the vagina.
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Peppermint Leaf - Folium Menthae PiperitaeHelps the absorption of other substances through cell membranes, induces natural female lubrication, invigorates the mind, improves the mood and relaxes a tension-filled, anxiety-ridden nervous system. As you search for the best cream to increase female libido, seek a smooth topical cream packaged in a vacuum sealed pump dispenser by an FDA approved facility GMP (good manufacturing practices) certification. Also consider looking for these features:
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Thursday, July 28, 2005

Avon Calling


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Avon Calling

By: Nicole Wilder

I have to admit that I love every other Friday when the Avon lady comes by. Her name is Liz and she is really something special. Sometimes I order something just to make sure I get to see her.
It started when I ran out of some of my favorite Avon products. I tried to buy some other products that were supposed to be as good or better but they just weren’t. And since I am a lifeguard at a local California pool, and I really have trouble with my ski, so when I find a product I like, I stick with it. It was hard to find an Avon lady, so I tried over the Internet, and finally found Liz. She was grateful for the business, and I was happy for the products.
“I have your order for you,” Liz said when she came through the door. “I hope you like all the stuff. I put a lot of samples and things in the bag for you. I know how you like new things.”
“You know me so well,” I said. “Thank you.”
“Sometimes, I would like to get to know you a little better,” she said, smiling and almost looking embarrassed.
“I’ve thought of being with you, too,” I said, honestly, “but I have never been with another woman. I don’t know if I could do anything.”
She came close to me, kissing me rather softly. “You won’t have to do anything. I will do it all. You can just smile and see how you like it.”
“Now there is an offer I can’t refuse.”
Liz began kissing me slowly and tenderly while pressing her body against mine. The kiss was sweet and gentle so I didn’t mind at all. Her hands unbuttoned my blouse and let it fall to the floor. Her hands touched my breasts and moving her hands down until she came to the snap on my skirt to let it fall on the floor. She has this way of moving her fingers over my body and making me quiver. She slid her hand into my panties and lightly moved over my already wet pussy. The light touch made me wet, and I pushed against her hand.
“I really want you,” I said to her. “I’ve never been with a woman.”
She licked her way to my breasts then down to my pussy to kiss me there. Then we moved over to the couch, and I lay down with my legs spread and knees up in the air. She began by using those tremendous fingers on my pussy still lightly, before putting them inside me to play with my clit. She was very good at what she was doing. It felt good to be touched by a woman. She brought her lips to my pussy and began licking and teasing my clit. Her fingers started to slip inside of me. I felt more and more pressure as she put more fingers into me. I wasn’t sure but I thought she had her whole hand in me. Her tongue kept licking my clit until I was just about ready to cum. She stopped touching and licking me, and then I felt something cold and hard pressing against my pussy and going inside me. It pushed in and out. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every moment of the feeling. Then I opened my eyes to see her riding up and down herself on a vibrator that was stuck to the floor. She was breathing hard as she fucked me with the large dildo. I felt her play with my clit again and in moments, I started to cum. It felt so good, and I did so, she came, too. It was incredible.
“Next time, you can learn to please me,” she said, cuddling close.
“Maybe that won’t be so far away,” I said, hoping I could bring myself to do to her what she did to me.



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Monday, July 18, 2005

Purifying

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Purifying By: Nicole Wilder

“You have to go to this new spa over on 57th street,” Wendy told me. We work together in the same office. Both of us are secretaries, although she seems to like her job a lot better than I do.
“I don’t know that I can afford to go right now,” I said, knowing I had bills to pay and was barely making ends meet as it was.
“You will love it. It’s worth it even if you get your electricity shut off,” she said, laughing. I knew she didn’t mean it, but it must be good for her to say it that way. “And you won’t believe the woman that does it. She’s awesome in making you feel good.” Wendy is a tried and true lesbian. She’s tried several times to pick me up but I could never bring myself to be with her. Sometimes the feelings were there, but I didn’t think I could be with another woman. Or maybe it was just Wendy I didn’t want to be with.
“Maybe I will try it on Saturday,” I said. I’d never actually done anything like that before, so it would be pretty cool, and her skin did look so fresh and shiny. I could really tell that they had done something to her, and my skin had been really dry the last few weeks.
“Make sure you do. In fact, I have a great idea. I will make your appointment and even pay for it, so you have no excuse not to go,” she said, trying to be a good friend. It really was sweet of her. “And I won’t take no for an answer.”
“Wow! That’s really nice of you. Really, and I will take the appointment and make the most of it,” I said, with a smile.
“You will be pleasantly surprised all around,” she said, grinning. I didn’t know it then but her grin was because she knew what would happen when I was there, and she wanted to show me that I could love being with another woman.
I arrived at the spa Saturday afternoon. My nerves were a bit on edge, but none-the-less, I went like I promised I would. It was a nice place. There were rooms for everything like mud baths, the purifying bath, massages, showers, and other things. There was soft music playing and the lights were dimmed.
“Hi, my name is Mandy, and I will be your host for today. I see you are scheduled for the purifying bath. You will love it,” she said. She was stunning: tall, blonde, long-legged, and wearing nothing but a short, satin robe. I could barely take my eyes off her. “Why don’t you go to the dressing room, take off everything and put on this robe, and I will meet you in Room 3.”
I took the robe from her, a little afraid of what would happen. It was pretty exciting in one way, but I couldn’t help the feelings in my stomach. After undressing and putting on the robe, I went into Room 3 to find Mandy completely naked, candles lit, a wonderful fragrance in the air, and soft music billowing from the ceiling speakers. I was nearly frozen in my steps. There was a giant bathtub big enough for four people at least, and Mandy put some in a cup and told me to come to her. My brain had to tell my feet to move towards her.
“Don’t be afraid. You will love this,” she said, taking off my robe. “You are beautiful. This will do wonderful things for your skin.”
She took the warm, yellow liquid and poured it over my large breasts. My nipples immediately grew hard, and I started shaking inside. Her hands slowly went to my breasts and started to rub the lotion over them. At first I felt so intimidated at a woman’s touch. She could feel me almost start to pull away, “It’s okay. I won’t hurt you.”
“I know. I just never had a woman touch me like that before,” I said, honestly.
“You will get used to it in a few minutes, and this will end up being one of the best things that ever happened to you. If you want, you can pour some on me, too.”
“Maybe after I get used to this.”
“It’s okay. I understand.” Mandy poured a little more over my breasts, and then put both hands on them, rubbing and kneading them. I closed my eyes, feeling the strong sensations that drifted throughout my body. Her hands felt so warm and soft running over my breasts to rub in the gel. It felt so good that my nipples instantly grew hard. Moans came from within as she touched me. Her hand ran down my body to the soft soapy mound between my legs. She poured more of the warm gel over my body, running her fingers all the way down me, over my stomach, legs, and then over the soft, excited mound between them. By this time, I was feeling so good, it didn’t matter who was doing it. My body tingled all over, and I was becoming terribly excited.
She pushed me back against the tub, “Sit,” and I did. She moved me so that I was all spread out for her, even my legs. I couldn’t wait to feel what she was about to do to me. Wendy was right; this was terribly exciting. She knew when she sent me that this would happen, and at that moment, I was grateful.
She took some more of the warm gel and dribbled it over my pussy. Her touch was so gentle that I started to squirm.
“Oh, Mandy. I love your touch.” I didn’t care what she thought. I figured she would want to hear that. She was good at what she was doing and she knew it. I just wanted her to keep going.
I spread my legs very wide almost wanting to push myself against her. I just couldn’t seem to help myself. Mandy rubbed over my pussy lightly. Between the warmth and her fingers, it was so erotic, that I began to squirm.
“You like that, don’t you?” She asked me, already knowing the answer.
“Yes,” I could barely say. I looked down, watching her touch me. Her hands were all over me, and it turned me on even more. Then her fingers slipped inside me, and I gasped at first, then moaned and thrust my hips up to meet her fingers. I could hear my wetness as she moved in and out of me. I began touching my breasts, pinching the nipples, rubbing the lotion in myself, down my abdomen and thighs. As I closed my eyes, Mandy’s fingers slipped out of me, and I felt a truly warm, wonderful feeling that flowed over me. It was her tongue. “Oh, Mandy,” I moaned.
She looked up at me as I opened my eyes watching her. “Is this okay? Do you mind?” Mandy asked.
“I don’t mind. I want you, too. Please,” I said, gasping for air. This was so new to me, so exciting. I wasn’t going to stop her from it for nothing. She pressed her face into me. Her tongue was good on me. She seemed to be an expert, and I wondered how many women she licked a day. She licked over the lips, through the slit, and deep inside. Then her fingers again went into me. They hit so far inside me that it started screaming in pleasure. “Oh, Mandy, I’m cumming,” I said, as my body shook. She kept licking me slowly now, and her fingers moved lightly inside, but after only moments, she began to move and lick faster, until a few seconds later, I was quivering with orgasm again.
“Try me now. Please,” Mandy said. She sat on the side of the tub and spread her legs so I could lick her sweet pussy and play with her clit. I’d never done it before but it still seemed so natural for me. I just did what I wanted done to me, what she did to me. As I slipped my fingers in her, I discovered that I loved to put my fingers up inside her and feel her wetness, and she liked it, too. After a few minutes of playing with her, putting my fingers inside her and moving her clit, I put my face down there. She smelled so good and so excited. I had no qualms about licking her. She pumped my face and fingers until she was screaming in orgasm. I was so glad that I could please her and make her cum like she had me.
“What do you say we continue with the purifying bath now,” Mandy said, smiling.
“I would like that,” I said. “And anything else you might want to do.”

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Monday, July 11, 2005

Relaxation

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2005


RelaxationBy Nicole Wilder
As the clock struck 5pm, I knew it would only be another hour until Laura would be home from work. The last few days had been especially rough for her at the store with inventory. She looked completely wilted by the time she walked through the door. I felt so bad for her and tried to do all I could for her when she got home. It was hard for me to imagine what she went through being the manager of the local department store. She was a workaholic, and no matter how tired she was, she wanted to do more.
Sometimes I feel guilty, because I work at home. I’m a writer for the newspaper and also sell freelance articles to magazines and websites. I make sure that everything is done when Laura walks through the door. The house is clean, dinner is ready, errands have been run, and my writing for the day is done. Laura really loves life this way, and so do I. It leaves us open to spend time together when she isn’t working. From the moment I met her, I knew she was perfect for me. We agree on almost everything, including our lifestyle.
My favorite part of the day was helping Laura relax in the evening. I love to please and serve. And she’s a wonderful person to make happy. She makes sure on her off days to return the favor.
I was attracted to her the moment I set eyes on her. She was so perfect for me. She is so beautiful. Her hair is long, straight, and auburn, and I adore redheads. She bangs the front, which makes her look so sweet and innocent. I love that look of innocence that she also carries in her baby blue eyes. Laura is far from the sweet and innocent girl she looks like.
She takes great care of herself, eating right and working out on her lunch hour, so she has a great body. Her large breasts are firm and uplifted and her abs are flat and muscular. Her legs are long and lean and well-defined. She is a real beauty with even more brains that looks. I am lucky to have her.
Before Laura got home, I took a shower making sure to fix myself up so I was pleasing for her to look at. I pinned my own long auburn hair up on the side and put the soft scent of raspberries over my body. I wore a soft, blue, satin sundress that buttoned down the front. Dinner was keeping warm in the oven and the house was clean. Right before she was to walk in the door, I lit candles and poured her a bath.
“You always spoil me,” Laura said, as she near collapsed in my arms. She looked even more frazzled than usual. We sat on the couch together for a few minutes, so she could catch your breath.
“I can give you a bath,” I said, thinking about how perfect it would be to undress her and wash her.
“That’s the best thing that I‘ve heard all day,” she said, almost laying on the sofa.
“Come on before the water gets cold. I started the built-in Jacuzzi for you.” I helped her to her feet and nearly dragged her into the bathroom. Once inside, I flipped on the radio switch for soft music, dimmed the lights and began slowly peeling off Laura’s clothes. She slipped into the large tub we have, while I took my clothes off and slipped in next to her. I started to wash her body lightly, slowly. Her nipples great hard and I longed to have them in my mouth.
Her breasts were larger than mine. They were round, firm, and the nipples were big and pink. I cupped them pinching the nipples. "I love your breasts," I told her before ascending my mouth on the nipple. I bit softly upon the nub that grew harder in my mouth. I squeezed my legs together as my pussy already grew wet and hot for her.
"That feels good. Keep going," she told me. Her head went back letting the auburn curls dangle in the water. My fingertips drifted over her other breast in a soft feather tickle. She squirmed as I ran my hand down her ribs and over her stomach. The Goosebumps formed all over her. I sat on her leg in the water pressing my pussy against it.
"Are you sure this is okay? You aren’t too tired?” I asked, concerned. I understood that she was tired.
"Take me. I want you."
She sat up a little more and moved her fingers to my pussy and slipped them inside. "Oh, Laura," I moaned. I wiggled my hips over her fingers so they would drift to my clit. "Touch me," I told her.
My hand went between her leg. I felt her quiver as my fingertips ran through her hairs. I spread my legs for her to touch me. I could feel my pussy lips part for her finger. She wiggled my clit back and forth as I did the same to her. Then she dipped her fingers way up inside of my pussy and I dipped in her. There was a spot way up inside me that she touched and it drove me nuts. I could hear my wetness, and I loved to feel hers. Her pussy dripped for me as mine did for her.
My breathing grew faster as I bent down to take her panties off.
Laura got up on the side of the tub and spread her legs wide for me. Her fingers spread the lips open so I could see. Without hesitation, I went to her and buried my face deep inside her pussy. My tongue flicked fast at her clit making the bulb shake. My finger dug inside her wet cunt. I could feel her humping my finger and squirming over my tongue. She tasted so good that I wanted more. I wanted to taste her cum against my mouth.
Laura grabbed my head and forced me to lick faster as she fucked my fingers. I kept licking her clit over and over while finger-fucking her silly. "I’m going to cum." I felt her quiver all over as her pussy dripped over my fingers. Her clit swelled against my tongue. "That feels so good," she said.
After a moment, she grabbed my shoulders and firmly put me against the side of the hot tub. "Let me taste you now. I want to hear you cum." She spread my legs to bite at my clit. She put two fingers in my hole deep.
Her tongue moved madly over my clit and she fucked me harder than I had her. I moved my hips back and forth. I felt her fill me more with three fingers, then four. I wanted her to fill me full.
"Fist me, Laura. Fill me," I ordered.
I felt her force more and more of her hand up inside of me. I pushed my hips forward to help her. Pain filled me for only a moment before she found my g-spot to finger and rotated her small hand inside me. Her nibbles against my clit became more intense at the same time as her hand pushed and played inside of me.
"I want to cum, Laura. Make me cum," I yelled at her. I began shaking inside from head to toe. My nipples swelled even harder and my orgasm ran through my entire body. She bit hard on my clit as I came against her tongue. My hips moved more, then I froze all over for a moment. It was the most intense orgasm I ever had.
After a minute, I brought Laura up to me wrapping her in my arms. She kissed me ever so softly and passionately. I could taste my pussy juices on her mouth.
"Now I will be able to sleep like a baby,” Laura said.
“Until I wake you up for more,” I joked.

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Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Violet's Lesbian Story

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Violet's Tit by Caroline Tigeress © 2005

My breathing was labored, almost panting, and as I lay back on the small child-like daybed, I was thinking nothing other than the pleasure I was receiving.
With a smile, a giggle, and a squeak, my orgasm crested and my eyes glazed over softly and I took a deep breath.
The source of my pleasure, my best friend Trin was softly licking at the inside of my thighs in a dedicated manner, taking long soft swipes with her tongue.
She moved into me more, and lapped at the outer part of my cleft, her face covered with a soft dewy combination of sweat and my juices. Her long bangs were matted at the tips and stuck to her face, which was flush red.
She softly delivered a kiss to the top of my cleft, where the pubic hair was thick and bushy. I took some deep breaths in relief.
She lay her head on the inside of my thigh where it had fallen before and led to receiving my first pleasure from another woman.
The television, a tiny nine incher flickered some utterly cheesy science fiction flick that I had picked up. Trin read something on the back of the tape, and had watched it before I did, and then told me it would be unsuitable for James, my son.
Trin had a liberal, progressive streak a mile long, and for her to say such a thing was a big deal. She'd normally just give him her standard lecture, which let James know it was even better than normal.
In this particular one, women were getting hacked up in some bizarre sexual ways that were incredibly degrading. Trin wouldn't go for that plan, and she knew I wouldn't either.
So we ended up in her corner bedroom, sprawled out on her bed to watch it. It was hot, the late afternoon of a May Sunday in Arizona. I was dressed in a short dress, and Trin was in a loose top and a skirt of her own devising, billowy and long to hide her corpulence.
She been watching from the edge of the bed on the foot and then had curled up on it as the trite film played. I was half asleep and so was she, and we tossed and turned in the heat. She'd ended up using her hands as a pillow, then a pillow, then had moved over onto my leg when I shifted.
I wasn't wearing underwear, and knowing Trin, she wasn't either. As she rolled over she looked up at me to say something and saw that I wasn't wearing any.
Trin stuttered as she saw my bush and I smiled at her. I'd known for a while she wanted into me, and this was my way of teasing her.
For her faults, Trin tried to be very polite, and felt ashamed she'd even seen what she did. It had been seven long years since I'd thrown out my drunken boyfriend and two since Trin's husband had died.
I'd been hot, and sticky and Trin's head on my leg felt good. I had watched on the cheesy sci-fi flick these two women having simulated sex, and normally it wouldn't do a damn thing for me, but Trin was there. I could feel the laborious breathing from her massive body as it laid on my legs.
I had felt her hot breath, and I felt her sweat, the sweat of the big woman. In some ways, it was very masculine. Without speaking, for I knew that I couldn't bring myself to ask her, I simply nodded. With slow, tender kisses she brought me pleasure over the course of forty minutes or so, consuming me with relish.
Her soft, pudgy fingers capped by her hard acrylic nails probed me with the utmost love and compassion. That tongue visited every orifice it could find, her head softly holding my legs apart. Trin, if nothing else, was a connoisseur of the flesh.
The air was still, and stifling like the early heat of the year as the tape clicked and began to rewind. The whirring noise oddly complimented the bubbling from Trin's goldfish tank to create a sort of white noise.
I felt a chill, a shiver of fear, but not from me. It came from Trin.
It dropped the room's temperature like an air-conditioner and I could feel moisture on my legs. I looked down as big weepy tears drifted out of her eyes and ran onto her thigh. She licked at her thick lips and used a hand to try and clean herself off.
I heard her speak, but did not actually hear the words. It was all so very surreal and then shattered by the reality of my son pounding on the door.
"Hey! When can a guy get some food around here?" James yelled, in his fifteen year old belligerence.
"Whenever he gets off his own ass and fixes it. You want to be treated like an adult," Trin bellowed in equal defiance, "act like one."
James couldn't hear the crack in her voice. He couldn't see the shudder of her lips as she used whatever energy she had to drive him away, to keep this moment with me alive.
She moved her head sitting up on an elbow, and she turned away from me, taking deep breaths. She muttered, "love that boy to pieces, but sometimes his timing ain't so good."
I could only nod. I was hungry actually, and needed something cold to drink. Trin felt me move and sat up. She did not face me. I didn't know why. I spoke to her
"I'm a little hungry myself. You want something?"
She turned a bit, and looked past me. She did this when she was upset and knew she was going to cry again. Her sarcastic side, sharp and witty was poised on the tip of her tongue, but she shook her head from left to right.
Trin was fighting herself, as she often did. She was like that. She knew the power of language, and the power of words. My hands trembled and softly touched the tears of her face.
Her dam burst like a floodgate, tears sobbing like an angry river. Over, and over she apologized and begged for forgiveness.
I put an arm around her shoulder as she sobbed into my shoulder and then kissed her on the forehead. It was hardly the kiss of passion, but it was what Trinity needed.
She was my friend, and I loved her, and I didn't want to see her in pain, but didn't know why she was in pain.
"Trin," I said softly. Her massive head turned. Her eyes were red, lined with smeared mascara. "It's okay."
"You're sure," she asked, swallowing.
"Yes, I'm sure." I said.
She blinked some and her face grew pale.
"You're a mess," I said.
She gave me a half smile, that made me feel good, and I knew she felt better for it, despite herself. I took a deep breath.
"Is it going to be okay?" She asked. "Violet, you're my best friend. I'd go through hell and back for you. I have to know you don't hate me."
My head dipped back as if she'd hit me. "Trin I don't hate you. I said yes. I gave consent."
She nodded only softly.
"Why the tears?" I asked.
"Just scared." She replied.
"Of?" I wondered aloud.
"You." She said.
"Why?" I asked.
"I'm scared of rejection. I'm scared you'll leave me, kick me out, tell me you hate me. I'm scared you won't let me touch you again. I'm scared of what James will think. I love you. I always have."
For the last six or so of the last eight years of our friendship, Trin would tell me every so often she loved me. She'd made it clear she was bisexual, and also made it clear it wasn't a sexual love, but rather like the sister she never had. She'd once had a brother, who killed himself when they were teenagers.
I loved her too, and she was probably the best friend I ever had. She encouraged me when I went back to school, helped me study for tests and cheered me along through every step.
When I got accepted to nursing school, she and her husband, Ravi moved out of their environment with me to Arizona, despite the physical setbacks she dealt with being both solarphobic and heat sensitive. When I graduated she presented me with an engraved watch, and helped me find work.
When her husband died she was shattered. A mewling mess that could barely function, and two years later she could just discuss her feelings for him. While she'd always encouraged me to date, I couldn't care less.
I was raising James as a single mother and had my hands full. My adult disabled daughter, Marie was in a nearby nursing home. With all of that, both of our lives were complex and layered.
When Ravi, died I insisted she move in with me. James was only too happy to have his Aunt Trin back with us. Before she and Ravi had been married, Trin stayed with us for a couple of years.
James bellowed again, "MOM!"
Trin bit her lips. I could hear the smart ass comment du jour upon her lips. She wasn't in the mood for his teenage drama, she had plenty of her own. I stood instinctively as any mother does when they hear their child.
Trin's dog, Woofer barked. Trin deflated at the sound, knowing that our time together was shattered for good. She grabbed for his collar. I stood up and walked over to the door and opened it.
Her eyes followed me, and I turned to close the door and doing so looked at her, the soft droplets of rain from her eyes coming again. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes."
She looked in my eyes hopefully and nodded. She needed to hear that from me.
After I drove the Seventh Day Adventists away and threw a couple of hamburger patties in Trin's cast iron fry pan I poured myself a Boone's Blackberry Hill, and Trin one too. I told James to take it to her.
He came back and asked me what was wrong with Trin.
"What do you mean," I asked.
"Her eyes are all red and black," he said.
"The black part is mascara. Make up. She's kind of having some cramping problems and it makes her cry," I said.
Not an untruth, but Trin often kept the nastier pieces of her biological functions to herself, only using them to tease James when he needed to be set in his place.
"That's gotta suck," he said.
"Yes," I replied.
I tossed together for Trin a huge cheeseburger, consisting of lettuce, tomato and the Dijon mustard she loved. James just wanted the meat patty and I made myself a plate and headed down the hall. Trin's door was closed. I tapped on it and heard rustling as Trin said quickly, "hang on."
She was rumpled and had used a make-up wipe on her face, and opened the door. "Geeze, Vi," she cajoled, "you don't have to wait on me" and took her plate. Her glass of Boons, a twenty-ounce heavy tumbler was empty. She'd opened up a bottle of Smirnoff Blue and poured herself three fingers.
I sat on the bed next to her and she laid a few pillows behind us for propping up. I had not closed her door so Woofer could come and go.
She'd put on a comfort movie, an old favorite of her, Monster's Inc. The short cartoon of the birds was her favorite and she laughed hysterically when the feathers all drifted to the ground.
I felt better about her laughing and ate thoughtfully. Trin lived life with gusto, and ate well, drank well, and loved well. I admired her. To see her vulnerable and sobbing as she was a few minutes ago was odd, and yet in line. During the transition from Portland, Oregon to Phoenix, Az one of her goldfish died and she blubbered to the point of being unable to drive. Trin was a creature of polarities.
I'd gotten about half way through the sandwich when Trin dropped her empty plate on floor to let Woofer at it.
Trin sipped the Vodka straight and as she held the glass in her right hand on her thigh, it trembled slightly.
As Boo clung to Sully and made Trin laugh I dropped my plate down for Woofer and put my left hand on my thigh, stretching. It touched Trin's.
I could feel that spook her, she was still tender, still raw. The Boone's made me feel warm, and garnered my courage. I let a finger softly rub her hand. She looked at me, with large eyes, reminiscent of the cartoon we were watching. They had fear in them.
She trembled and her lips pursed. I heard the droning of James's video game and for the very first time in my life, I kissed another woman full on the lips.
Her lips were so soft, delicate. Trin used a lot of lotion on her face and she smelled sweet. I could smell her hair as well, and I wanted to explore it. Fueled by the courage of alcohol I tugged at the braid of a hair-wrap I myself had stuck into her. She looked at me funny and then moved her head into my pull.
Her round face felt good to kiss. She sighed very deeply, a sigh of happiness.
She pulled away abruptly and I felt a loss. She sat up, oddly at attention and then I heard an odd tone. She looked at the film as James had paused his game and gotten up and went into the bathroom across the hall.
He closed that door without a second thought, we often were in Trin's room to work on a sewing project so us hanging out there was no big deal.
I waited anxiously for him to get out of the bathroom, I wanted some more of Trin's lips and she stretched back reforming her pillows and lay down.
I could feel her hand trace the small of my back. I was very ticklish, but Trin wasn't trying for that. She just rested her hand there.
James left the bathroom with a quick poke into Trin's room to wonder what we were watching and to get the tape that Trin had wanted me to preview. I wouldn't let him take it, and he growled, "FINE" in his teenage mood and slammed the door obnoxiously.
Trin was nonplussed and said softly, "works for me." She tugged at the waist of my dress and I lay down next to her and looked into her eyes. They were hazel, with a hint of green, and played off her piercings well. I took a deep breath and leaned over to explore her mouth.
Trin's eyes closed and she let me lead the way as I softly licked her lips and brushed my nose with hers. I grabbed a hunk of her hair as my excitement grew and inhaled deeply, the scent of her sweat was powerful, and strangely sweet.
I broke the kiss and looked at her. She was smiling. This was my Trin, the Trin I needed to see. This was the Trin that was looking at my face to make sure I was okay. I smiled back as she tilted her head and pleaded with her eyes.
My mouth, my jaws wrapped around the nape of her neck and I could feel her gasp as my teeth nipped at her. I sucked, I chewed. I marked her, and the way that she quivered I felt she was going to orgasm. I felt I was going too far and pulled away. Her eyes had a dull warm glow to them.
"Thank you," she said.
I was puzzled.
"I like pain, you know that." I looked at her neck, where a bruise was forming.
Ravi had always kept her marked up which she enjoyed immensely. She scooted more on her back and beckoned me on top with her hands.
I weighted the manner for a moment and then sat on her bodily. Her eyes lit up like a child's when you give them a chocolate. I felt the mountain that was Trinity Jennifer Jacobs under me, and I liked what I felt.
I leaned forward, my nipples rock hard, mashed against her double-d breasts and she held me tightly softly rubbing my neck with her fingers.
She kissed me with her lips, softly on mine, then on my nose, my face and then my neck. She sucked some, I could tell she was pondering marking me but thought better of it. My dress buttoned up to my neck, and she played with the top one unfastening it with her left hand.
I sat on her for a moment, catching my breath. With the door closed and the window shut, the air was miserable, and I had little choice but to open the window. The curtains billowed and then I shut it, realizing that it would afford us no privacy. I kicked on the fan at the foot of her bed which annoyed me earlier and pointed it away. Some circulation was better than none, and then at Trin's suggestion I dropped the ventientian blinds and re-opened the window.
Trin watched curiously and then I addressed her "I don't know what to do."
"What do you mean," she asked.
I shrugged. "Love the kisses. Don't know if I can stick my face down there," I said flatly.
"I'm not telling you to," Trin said. She didn't look hurt.
I was puzzled. "What then? How do I go about doing this?"
"Use your hand," Trin said. I felt like a fool.
I sat back on her and got comfortable. She bounced me playfully a couple of times that you would a child and then I lay forward on her. We kissed deeply for a while and finally I got the courage and stuck my hand under her shirt. Her huge smooth belly was warm as I rubbed it and I cupped one of her breasts.
She had those big puffy aureoles with tiny sharp nipples. The tissue of her aureoles I could feel the pinkness of, this soft, tender tissue which fascinated me. I felt the nipples peak in my fingertips as her arousal formed.
I lowered my head to where I had marked her and gasped. The mark was distinct. I could feel Trin's grin.
"Got me, huh?" She said.
"Yeah," I said. My courage was waining, but then returned as Trin softly stroked my hair. "I don't know what to say to James."
She thought and then kissed me on the lips. Absently, I kissed her back. She could see my distraction and said softly. "I'll take care of the mark."
I looked at her. I remember her prizing her marks that Ravi gave her. Frankly she wasn't happy unless she was someone's bitch. That she would do this, it told me a lot about how much she was willing to to have me. When Trin gave her word, that was it, the game was over.
The puffy nipple called my name.
I lifted her shirt and looked at her mammoth breasts. Trin's eyes looked at me curiously as I took one in each hand and softly kneaded them at once, bringing the shirt to her neck. Her eyes were reduced to slits and I could see the rise and fall of her chest increase.
I took a deep breath and suckled a tit.
Trin gasped.
It was warm, and so totally unlike anything I'd done before. The nipple was interesting and I sucked on it greedily, and gave Trin a bit of teeth.
She hissed and said, "easy girl, I still want kids."
I replied by easing off the tit a bit, and playfully stuck the shirt behind her head, pinning her arms. I wasn't sure why I did this, but I felt a certain sense of control. With her arms up and away from me, I was in charge.
I could explore her body, or not, at my leisure, at my delight. Trin was reduced to the status of a plaything. I'd already discovered she could give me pleasure. My emotions were rushing at me, these realizations poured into me like the cheap fortified wine.
That Trin had such massive strength that she could swat me away meant nothing. I was on top. I was the queen of the mountain. I didn't have to eat my vegetables, and dammit, I liked it.
I dropped my head down and kissed Trin hard jamming my tongue into her mouth chewing on her lips and rubbing my body against hers lewdly, the fabric of my dress scratching us both lewdly.
Trin slipped the shirt and went for my dress buttoning down the top buttons as quickly as she could until I grabbed both her wrists.
She looked at me quizzically and I used my weight to hold them back, laying on my Trin. "I'm on top. My rules," I said.
Trin cocked an eyebrow.
"I need control," I said.
"I need those nipples in my mouth," she said with a grin.
"You're mine now," I said. I trembled as I spoke.
Trin's eyes watered softly.
"You mean that?" Trin asked.
"Yes I do," I said. I leaned back and pulled the dress over my head, revealing my slightly plump tummy, fried egg breasts that sagged with their dark jutting nipples speckled with moles. I could feel Trin's eyes drinking me in and they roamed me, head to toe.
"Violet," She said softly.
"Yes Trin," I replied.
She petted her right side, and I lay into her. This was my breast, the breast I'd cried many times when we were drunk and talking about our abusive childhoods. When we'd crash on the sofa-bed, I was on her right, and often slept against her.
"I told you this was your tit a long time ago. I even threatened to get a tattoo with your name on it," She said.
I smiled at her. "Yeah, you did. You were right. It just took me a while to come around to it."
"That's why I'm not worried about sex between us. If it's right, it'll happen. Just now when you were on top of me, you took control. I need that, now, more than ever. I've always tried to be there for you as a friend, but inside, I thrive on control," she said.
I challenged her. "So if I told you to lick my toes..." I said.
She reached for a foot, but I pulled it away. My feet were ticklish, and knowing Trin she'd lick them until I kicked her in the head.
I snapped at the elastic hem of her skirt. I didn't need the courage of alcohol now. I had the stability of Trin and that was all I needed.
Trin didn't move. This was her challenge, her defiance to my control. If I wanted into her drawers, then I would have to take the skirt down myself. I snapped it again.
"Off," I said. She looked at me amused.
Bodily I mounted her, and looked her in the eyes. "I said off. I mean it."
From the bottom, Trinity still managed some control, by propping her feet against the bed and lifting both her own massive body and mine easily with just he power of her thighs and abdominals.
My knees no longer touched the bed, and I slid forward, bashing at her tits as I moved. I felt her hands snap her skit down, and a leg caught the lip of it and tossed it off the bed.
She lowered us and I found myself with my knees at the tip of her shoulders. Quickly I grabbed each of her hands and tucked them beside her, using her weight to pin the fore-arms.
I could feel her breathing quicken as she stared at me. She had never seen me like this before. I had never seen me like this before.
"Trin, I'm serious, I need to have control," I said.
She gently nodded. I didn't feel she took me seriously, so I grabbed her right breast and pinched at the nipple. It wasn't enough to cause serious pain, it was like when she'd grab James's hair to get him to listen to her.
"This is my tit," I said. I looked at her coolly.
She nodded.
"Say it," I said.
"That's your tit," She said. Her breathing was quicker.
I twisted just a bit.
"That's your tit," She hissed.
"That's right, Trin. That's violet's tit. Don't you forget that. Ever."
Trinity nodded and looked at my navel a scant few inches away from her. She made a pursing motion with her lips and I scooted forward and let her tongue explore my cinnamon roll.
It didn't do a whole lot for me personally, so I stole a look down and eyed her slit. Trinity had no pubic hair, and in fact no body hair from below her eyebrows.
She once claimed she hated it all and had it laser removed. Personally, I thought it made her look like a ten year old, but hey, it was her body.
I turned my attention back to her nuzzling tongue and then the words I had spoken to her settled in to me. It was my body now. Trin would do anything for me.
To prove it to myself, more than Trin I scooted up some more and wavered my soaking wetness into her face, raping her lips and nose with my pubis.
I humped, bumped, ground and took a whole lot less longer than the previous climax to leave a gooey deposit on Trin's face.
She'd wiggled her hands free enough to massage my butt which really felt very good.
I looked down, and saw she had one knee up, and one down, and could see her mons was purple and deep red. I really wasn't up to giving her head, but reached a hand down, and softly explored with a couple of fingers.
Gently I rolled her hood with a finger tip. Her eyes were wide open and I could feel a stiffness building in her body. "Please," she asked meekly.
"Please what," I said. I rubbed just a touch faster.
"I need release," She said.
I swallowed the saliva in my throat and leaned down. I kissed her lips, tasting my own fluids for the first time.
I slid to her side where my tit was and latched onto it with my mouth. I felt her right hand start to diddle me a bit, but it wasn't serious.
I took my thumb and rubbed at her hood in tiny circular motions while slipping three fingers into her. She groaned gutturally and humped at my hand.
Her left hand guided me a bit, sort of like she was using my hand to masturbate herself.
I bit at the nipple some and she shuddered, and unlike me did not squeak but gave off a short high pitched audible sigh which was followed by a smaller quiver.
She had climaxed not once, but twice, and used her free hand to hold the knuckles of my fist at her tight, wet folds. It seemed like she collapsed.
I brought the hand to my face and took a soft lick. It would take some getting used to. I lowered it to Trin's lips and she licked it clean with her long tongue strokes.
"Thank you," She said politely.
"You're welcome," I said. I curled onto her right side and kept a watchful eye on my tit for the rest of the evening.

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Wednesday, June 08, 2005

The Perfect Timing

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The Perfect Timing


Janice and I had been together for a few months now, and it had been quite the whirlwind romance from the beginning. Whenever we were together, it was hot and heavy. From the first day we met, I’d wanted her. We slept together that first night and have been making love ever since. I had known her from school for years and had a wild crush on her, so when the time came that I got to be with her, I took it.

High School had never been the right time to come out and tell people I was gay or even experiment. I didn’t think that anyone would ever understand. So now, ten years later, I was very open about my sexuality.

Janice was so beautiful that day, even in her work clothes. There was always such a special beauty within her. We first saw each other again when I called for repairs on my cable service. It had been fuzzy for days, and I was just, plain sick of it. They promised they would send someone by two. Well, of course they were late so I decided to jump really fast into the shower. After I got out and dried, I heard a knock at the door. I threw on my pink velour robe and answered the door.

“You need your cable looked at?” She asked.

“Yes. Come in. It’s been fuzzy for a week.” As she walked in, I realized who it was. It was Janice. “Janice, is that you?”

“Yes, it’s me. Wow! How are you?” She looked just as excited to see me as I was to see her.

“I’m fine. It’s so good to see you.” I hugged her tightly, and as I pulled away, my robe came open to reveal my naked body.

“It’s even better seeing the naked you,” she grinned.

“Anytime you want,” I said. She reached out, opening the robe, looking down my body, and then letting the robe fall to the floor.

“You really want me?” I asked. “I’ve been wanting you since High School.”

“I really want you,” she said. I went to her, grappling for her clothing, wanting to see her as naked as she was seeing me. She had such a beautiful body. I just had to touch her.

I cupped the bottom of her breasts, bringing a nipple to my mouth. Janice moaned as I touched her. My fingers ran down her body, touching everything except her pussy. My nipples were hard, and I really ached for her.

I continued touching her body, then I let my fingers wander between her legs, through the soft, short hair. She squirmed and moaned. With the palm of my hand, I cupped her pussy, and she pressed against it.

Janice pushed me gently back on the floor by the door. "Oh yes." I spread my legs as wide as she could and buried her face in my pussy. I gasped as her tongue went to my clit. She was so good, so soft. I made sounds I had never made before. She put her fingers inside me. I don't know how many, but they moved and danced in me. I felt like I was dreaming. In only minutes, I was screaming in orgasm. Janice continued her assault on my pussy. What made it so awesome was that I had a clitoral and vaginal orgasm at the same time. A few minutes later, I came again. My entire body shook. Janice came up to hug me. She kissed me hard and fast. I moved my fingers to her pussy, then kissed my way down her body. I wanted to make her feel just as she had made me feel. My tongue went to her clit as she had done for me. I licked her clit back and forth with the tip of my tongue. My fingers went into her. She was so wet, it was easy to put four fingers inside to wiggle, move, and drive her wild. First I moved my tongue over her, then my thumb.

"I'm going to cum," she yelled.

Her body shivered as she came, as I tasted it. It was like Heaven.

When reality set in, Janice grabbed me up in her arms and held me. "Wow! I’m so glad we saw each other again.”

“So am I. I have never picked up another cable person,” I said laughing.

“That’s okay, because I’ve never been picked up before,” she laughed.

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Thursday, June 02, 2005

The Soft Touch Lesbian Erotica

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The Soft Touch


"If you fantasize about sleeping with another women, then why won't you try it?" Mack, my lover, said.

"I don't have the nerve. Maybe some things are better off left as a fantasy," I told him.

"What if I knew the perfect person?"

"I wouldn't have the guts to make a move on her," I said.

"You wouldn't have to. She would. She loves the soft touch of another woman. I know you would love a woman's gentle hands on you or her tongue licking down your body."

He was right, of course. I would love it, but was too chicken to say so.

"How about if I take you to meet her. If you don't like her, then you don't have to do anything," Mack said.

After a little coaxing, I gave in. I would meet his friend, but my stipulation was that if I gave in, he wouldn't try to join in. He promised that the most he would do was watch. I could live with that.

The next evening, Mack took me to meet his friend, Laura. She was very pretty with long brown hair, bright blue eyes, and firm breasts. I could see through her lace robe. She really was stunning. After chatting for a little while, Laura came over to me and took her robe off. I only stared. Mack sat in a chair, watching. My breathing immediately became deeper. I could hardly move. I looked over at Mack, and he grinned from ear to ear.

"Do you like what you see?" Laura asked. She ran her hands over her breasts.

"Yes, very much," I said. I really wanted her. I never realized how much I would want to touch a woman.

Laura took my hands and put them on her breasts. "Oh, Laura, they feel so nice."

I cupped the bottom of her breasts, bringing a nipple to my mouth. Laura moaned as I touched her. My fingers ran down her body, touching everything except her pussy. I was still a little intimidated. Laura slowly took off my clothes. My nipples were hard, and I really ached for her.

I continued touching her body, then I let my fingers wander between her legs, through the soft, short hair. She squirmed and moaned. With the palm of my hand, I cupped her pussy, and she pressed against it. At that moment, I forgot that my husband was even in the room. She took my clothing off as I played with her sweet pussy.

Laura pushed me gently back on the couch. "Please let me pleasure you," she said.

"Oh yes." I spread my legs as wide as she could and buried her face in my pussy. I gasped as her tongue went to my clit. She was so good, so soft. She was unlike my husband somehow by her gentleness. I felt more like she was in me coming out, than trying to get in.

I made sounds I had never made before. She put her fingers inside me. I don't know how many, but they moved and danced in me. I felt like I was dreaming. In only minutes, I was screaming in orgasm. Laura continued her assault on my pussy. What made it so awesome was that I had a clitoral and vaginal orgasm at the same time. A few minutes later, I came again. My entire body shook. Laura came up to hug me. She kissed me hard and fast. I moved my fingers to her pussy, then kissed my way down her body. I wanted to make her feel just as she had made me feel. My tongue went to her clit as she had done for me.

"Teach me. I want to make you cum," I said. I seemed to know what to do though. I licked her clit back and forth with the tip of my tongue. My fingers went into her. She was so wet, it was easy to put four fingers inside to wiggle, move, and drive her wild. First I moved my tongue over her, then my thumb.

"I'm going to cum," she yelled.

Her body shivered as she came, as I tasted it. It was like Heaven.

When reality set in, Laura grabbed me up in her arms and held me. "You are wonderful," she said.

"Only with you." Suddenly I remembered my husband. He had gotten up and left at some point. There was a pile of cum on the floor. I knew he would be back to watch again though.

"Make love to me again?" Laura asked. "I can't get enough of you."

"Absolutely," I smiled.


By: adult stars magazine June 2005

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Monday, May 30, 2005

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Slumber Party

It's been a long time since I slept over a girlfriend's house. We just thought it might be fun. Samantha and I have been friends for a long time. We had gone to college together and always had the best times. We were pretty close and told each other nearly everything. However, I never told her how much I desired to sleep with her. She was just so desirable. If being a cheerleading in our college is any indication of how beautiful she is, now you have an idea. I really wanted to touch those large breasts of hers and play with her sweet pussy. I knew I could please her but I was too embarrassed to tell her what I wanted.

Sam and I went to the movies that night. It was great to hang out. When we got back to her apartment, we decided to play quarter bounce, a drinking game. I wasn't as good at it as she was, but I got in my share. She bounced the quarter into the glass nearly every time, leaving me to drink the glass of beer and catch the quarter in my mouth. It was a lot of fun and after a half hour, we were both pretty drunk but we didn't care. We weren't going anywhere. That was the purpose of the slumber party.

As I laid in bed that night just before I thought I would pass out, I felt myself getting very horny. It was the booze, I was sure, but it didn't change the fact that I was aching between my legs. I wished I had the nerve to tell Sam how much I wanted her, but instead I laid there with my fingers playing with my clit and thinking about how much I wanted her. She was so sweet, so special, so beautiful. The long blonde trussles of hair that dangled down over her breasts were very lovely. Her blue eyes glistened as I looked at her when we were together. Her breasts with the upward pointing nipples, were so firm that they cried out for me to touch them. As I thought of her, I played and touched myself until my breathing was hard to control.

"Let me do that," Sam said, coming over to me. There were two single beds in her room. I was in one, she was in the other. Now we were both in the same bed. She was nude when she came to me. I couldn't believe this was happening but I sure was glad that it was. If it was the booze, then that was okay, as long as I would remember it in the morning.

She reached into her dresser to get her vibrator out. It was a pretty large latex one. "What do you think of this?" She asked, grinning.

"I think I would like you to put it inside me."

"You've wanted me for a long time, haven't you? I have just had that feeling when I'm around you. Maybe because I've wanted you, too."

She went into my arms and kissed my lips, hot and passionately. Her tongue played with mine, making me want her even more. Our legs tangled in each other's. She reached for my breasts, squeezing and kneading. I did the same to hers. Finally, I was with her, touching her. She was as good as I knew she would be. The kisses trailed down my neck and shoulders. She sat me upright to take off my T-shirt. Her hands on my breasts nearly burned my skin, they were so warm.

"Oh, Sam, you feel so good. You make me feel so good," I moaned to her.

The kisses and nibbles went down my ribs and stomach, then over my thighs and to my pussy. She nibbled on the pussy lips through the panties. I reached up over my head to grab the headboard, as she spread my legs to run her teeth along the slit over the material. Moving the panties out of her way, she went right to my pussy, through the lips, and to the clit. She was so good at it. I could tell I was not her first, as she was mine. I knew I could make her feel good though. I just knew it. She started licking my clit and nibbling on me. She moved her tongue from side to side and around in circles. My hips moved with her. She placed the dildo to the hole that begged to be filled. I could hear my own wetness as she moved it around and then, thrust it deep inside.

I moaned loudly ,as she fucked me with the dildo. Vibrations came from it after she turned it on. Her tongue still licked me faster and more furious.

"It feels so good," I told her.

"Oh, yes, I bet it does," she mumbled to me. She moved the dildo in and out of my pussy, then buried her face between my legs. Without warning, she got up off the bed to straddle my face.

"Oh, yes, let me taste your cunt," I said. I could barely stop from cumming already. Two of my fingers slid up inside her. My tongue came to rest on her clit. The taste of her drove me mad with lust. My own cunt began to throb, wanting to cum. Every time I nearly came, she stopped and pressed my pussy with the palm of her hand. She drove me crazy. Sam removed the dildo from my pussy for a moment, reaching next to us to get some ice from the glass next to the bed. She rubbed the ice over my clit, then down to the hole, and put it inside. I almost cried in the agony of lust. It just felt so good. The vibrator went back in my pussy. The ice dripped from me on the bed but she spread my legs even wider to lick it up.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" She said, with a sinister voice.

"Yes," I said, in-between licking her clit and fucking her with my fingers.

"I'm about to cum. Lick me faster," she says. She fucked me ever so hard.

"CUM!!!! And make me cum with you," I said.

I felt her begin to shake and moan. Her deep hole squeezed against my fingers. I licked her clit hard, back and forth to let her continue to cum.

She took the vibrator from my cunt to let it slide over my clit, then leaving it there hard against it, vibrating while putting her finger in me.

"Yes!" I shook all over, feeling me cum on her fingers. The vibrator is what set me off. I moaned a loud shriek as she rocked over my face slowly.

After a few minutes, she turned herself around to cuddle me in her arms. She kissed me sweetly and slowly. I hugged her tight. She was so lovely that I didn't want any of this to end.

She looked at me, and I smiled at her. "Thank you," is all I could find to say.

"Want more?" She asked.

"Please."

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Sunday, May 29, 2005

My Other Life No One Knows About

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My Other Life No one knows how I feel about Becky. I can't tell anyone, because they wouldn't understand. It's just that I feel so comfortable with her. She lets me tell her all my secrets. She listens when I tell her things and doesn't place judgement on me. She understands me and is always there for me. I really care for her a lot. The reason no one will understand our relationship is because we sleep together. No one can make me feel like she does. I want to tell people. I want to be able to share my joy in how I feel when I am with her. I would love to show her off, but I can't. So we are friends and hang out together. As long as no one knows any more than that, everything is okay. When we are alone, we have the best time. We screw like rabbits, but it is so soft, tender, and slow. Sometimes it's so wild and fast. It's just so passionate.
I remember the first time that we had sex. I don't even know how it got to that point. We were just talking a lot about everything for hours. We laughed, joked, got serious, everything. I loved what we shared together. This particular night was Halloween. We had stayed in my apartment passing out candy. After the trick-or-treaters left, we sat on the couch together. For some reason, we looked at each other and smiled. There was a silence between us. I think the same thing came to both our minds. We were a little afraid of advancement in our relationship, I believe, but it seemed like the topic was there, even if it was silent.
Becky reached over and kissed me so softly on the lips, that it just took my breath away. I looked at her, not knowing what to do. Deep down I wanted her. I even ached for her. I could feel wetness between my legs already.
"Do you want me?" Becky asked.
"More than ever," I told her.
Becky reached over to the table, took the bottle of Champaign that was there, poured some into a glass, and handed one to me. Without a word, she unbuttoned my sundress and let it fall down my shoulders. My breasts stood out, bare, full, and round. My nipples grew hard from anticipation. She took the glass of chilled Champaign and poured some over my breasts, till it hit my nipples. The palm of her hand cupped the outline of my breast, and she bent down to lick my nipple. She licked the Champaign off my breast tenderly. My breathing grew fast, and I moaned happily. I pressed my pussy against her leg, rubbing hard against her. I couldn't help it. I ached to be touched, licked, and fucked by this beautiful woman.
"You taste wonderful," she said. Her mouth pressed against the other nipple, biting lightly. I watched her, as she caressed me. It began a soft caress, which drove me wild with passion. Becky stood back from me, lifting her own shirt over her head, and dropped it on the ground. She smiled as she took my hands and placed them on her D-cup breasts. I kneaded and squeezed them before taking my fingertips and lightly running them over her nipples. They grew so hard. I brought my mouth down on one of them to bite it. I did, maybe harder than I should have. I reached for her shorts, pulling at them, so they would fall to the floor. The palm of my hand gripped her shaven pussy, then I ran my fingertips over it so soft, I took her breath away.
Becky took my hand and led me to my bed. We finished undressing, while we watched each other. Her hips were slim and stomach, firm. Her pussy invited me to taste her and make her squirm in my mouth. She laid on the bed, spreading her legs so wide I could see her clit. She rubbed her own hand over it, sticking a finger inside herself. As I watched, I grew so horny, my own pussy ached. I crawled on the bed between her legs, pressing my mouth between them.
"Oh, yes. Eat me," she told me. Her hips moved in circles, helping my tongue to get the right spot. I licked over her clit in a back and forth motion. My finger dipped inside of her. She tasted so good, so sweet. She grew so wet that I could hear it, as I fucked her with my hand and mouth. Without stopping my wild assault on her clit, I reached in the drawer next to the bed, taking out my vibrator. Plastic and smooth, I turned it on and slid it up the hole that begged to be fucked.
"Do you want this in you?" I asked her.
"Yes, please, fuck me till I cum. My pussy hurts," she told me.
I pushed the vibrator into her pussy, as I still licked her clit. Once in a while, I would rest the vibrator, turned on full blast against the hardened bulb that I had been licked. She squirmed, wiggled, and called out my name.
"I'm going to cum," she said, out of breath.
I continued licking her, biting on her clit, and rubbing her pussy with the vibrator. I wanted her to cum. I wanted to taste the cum that would leak from her pussy.
She began to shake and nearly scream, as her pussy throbbed. I could taste the saltiness of her cum and the sweetness of her desire. I just wanted to keep licking her, but she pushed me back and spread my legs.
Becky took the vibrator from me and turned it on high. It drifted over my cunt in small circles. My hips moved, the same as her's had just done a few moments before. I moaned, hearing my own pussy juices flowing for her. I thrust my hips forward so the vibrator would be against my clit. She buried her face between my legs, spreading my pussy lips wide. I watched her lick me. Her eyes were closed, as she bit my clit and licked me hard. Becky shoved the vibrator into my pussy, mixing my juices with her's. She fucked me hard till it drove me wild, then pulled it from my cunt to rest against my ass. I nearly came right then, yet didn't want it to end yet.
I watched Becky get up from her kneel and come to sit on my face. I spread her open, so I could lick her and put my finger into her wet cunt again. She fucked my face, as she licked my clit and put the vibrator into me as hard as she could. I thrust my hips up against the vibrator, needing to cum and wanting her to cum with me again.
I put my finger over the most sensitive spot of her clit and wiggled her, as I still licked and fucked her with another finger. I began to shake inside and bit her clit again. I came as she tasted me. Her knees squeezed my head, as she came again. She continued moving over my face for a few moments more. It was totally awesome.
Minutes later, Becky turned over and lay her head between my breasts, rubbing them softly.
"Did you like it?" Becky asked.
"If you have to ask, I didn't do something right." I told her.
"You did everything right," she said.

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2005

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Friday, May 27, 2005

A Hot Lesbian Story

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Fact of Life I think that women are just genuinely softer and sweeter than men. I know I was born to love men, but I can't help it. I love women. I've probably slept with ten women in my lifetime, and they have all been spectacular. The last woman I had was the best of all. She was so awesome to be with. Terri would take it slow, then speed up and drive me wild. She would do things like use oil on me, fuck me in a tub of jello, and drink Champaign off my body. What a wonderful woman she is.
We met at the bar where I dance. She came to the bar just to see me. She would put money in my g-string and sniff my "scratch -n- sniff panties. The audience loved her with me. They would cheer her on every time she came. I would lap dance with her and they would really scream. It really did turn me on. She was so sexy. So after work one night, we set a date to go back to her place. I knew what would happen, and I was right.
I look off my coat and all I had under it was a t-shirt and panties. Her mouth dropped to the floor. She didn't know that I hadn't gotten dressed. So Terri stood in front of me and began peeling her clothing off. She was so sexy. I ached for her.
Without thinking about it, I put my face between her breasts to smother myself in them. They were large and the nipples were hard. I brushed my cheek against the nipple, then brought my mouth to it. I nibbled lightly, while letting my hands rub them. She tilted her head back to enjoy my touch. I began to lick down her body, as she put her foot up on a bench to open herself up for my touch. I ran my hand between her legs to play with her pussy. She was already wet for me. I rubbed her clit, circling it with my fingers, then dipping inside of her. I wanted to taste her so bad.
"Sit down and spread your legs for me," I told her. She did as I asked, and I kneeled on the floor between her legs, spreading them wide. I could smell her sweet excitement for me.
"Baby, eat me," Terri said, reaching between her legs to spread her pussy lips a part.
"You are so sexy." I put my face to her sweetness. My tongue went right to the little bulb that begged for my attention. It was already swollen, so I could tell she ached for it. As she squirmed over my mouth, I licked at her clit and pushed my finger as deep inside her as I could. She moaned loudly.
"Make me cum," she whispered. Her own hands played with her breasts, as I continued to eat her, lick her, and make her wiggle in pleasure. I could taste the deep sweetness of her approaching orgasm. "I'm cumming," she said, softly between her deep breaths. Oh, she tasted so good. I was so wet from making her cum. Her excitement filled me with pleasure. It was a joy to know how I could make her feel.
"Terri, please do the same for me. My pussy aches for you," I told her, after she stopped squirming.
She got behind me as I leaned over the bench. "Want my dildo in you?" She asked me. Believe it or not, Terri always carried this strap on dildo in this giant bag she called a purse. She said that a person could never be too prepared.
"Yes, Terri, fuck me. I need it so much." I waited only a moment while she strapped it onto herself. I heard her turn on the vibrator. She rubbed it over my clit, as I arched my back for her. What a sensation. It felt so good, I could barely believe it. I rocked with her, so it would rub over my clit until it drove me to near orgasm, then she plunged it deep into my pussy. I wanted to yell. Terri reached around and played with my clit, as she fucked me hard and fast.
"Cum," Terri whispered in my ear. "Please cum."
I began to shake all over, my nipples grew hard. My orgasm went through my entire body. I moaned loud and shook all over.
"You are so good," I told her. I still ached for her. It was just like I couldn't get enough. I wanted more, even though I had just cum.
"I still want you," she said.
"Then don't stop."

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2005

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