Claudias Partyabend
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It was 10 am on Monday, and Claudia was enjoying her new erotic Miami freedom, walking around naked in Dan’s condo. She ate breakfast on the balcony naked with Dan, not ashamed to stand at the glass-panelled railing for all to see her.
“Do you think anyone watched us fucking on the balcony this morning?” He asked, fondling her tits from behind.
“I sure hope,” she replied, caressing his cock. She turned, and they embraced, kissing. “Why don’t you pick out the dress you want me to wear for today’s fun?”
Her phone began to chirp and vibrate. “I guess being here every caller is unknown and long distance,” she remarked about the digital display.
“Hello?”
“Hi, is this Claudia Lockhart?”
“Yes it is.”
“Hi Claudia, I’m Contessa Mendez, Station Manager of WZAX TV in Tampa, Florida.
“Hi Contessa, it’s a pleasure to talk with you,” She covered the mouthpiece, calling Dan. Her bare skin began growing goosebumps with excitement.
“It’s the Station Manager from Tampa!” She whispered loudly, then put her phone on speaker for him to also hear.
“I just finished looking over your resume and viewing your wonderful DVD. I must say that I’m very impressed. I’ve known Ken Thompson a quite a number of years, so I trust his judgement when he recommends that I strongly consider you for a new position with our Station.”
“Thank you for those kind words.”
“I realize that you live in New York State, so a face to face interview would be out of the question, time and money considered. If you have the time, I’d like to arrange a video interview on Seeme for us. I’d much prefer an in-person interviews, but we have hired from Seeme chats in the past.”
“Contessa, you won’t believe the coincidence! I happen to be on vacation visiting a friend of mine, who lives in Miami!” She smiled, squeezing Dan’s hand.
You’re in Miami, which is quite a coincidence! Claudia. Can we arrange an in-person interview?” Claudia’s whole body shivered with growing goosebumps.
Dan nodded, yes, to her. “Yes I can. When would you like to meet?”
“Today is the last day I’m doing interviews. It is shortly after ten and it’s about a four-hour drive from Miami to Tampa. Is it possible for us to meet, say at three this afternoon?”
Claudia looked to Dan, who nodded again. “Yes we can meet for three, my friend can drive me!”
“That’s great news, Claudia. Our address is 200 South Parker Street. Just follow the I-75 Highway to the Selman Expressway and exit at Plant Avenue, turn right onto Grand Central Avenue and then left onto Parker Street.”
“I’ll use the GPS in the Caddy,” he whispered.
“I’m sure we’ll find your Station, Contessa. The only problem is that I packed clothes for vacationing only. My skirts and dresses are too sexy and inappropriate for a job interview. They are for wearing to a nightclub to attract men, and are cut too low and far too short. I could go out and quickly buy a new dress for our interview.”
“Claudia, I understand your situation and please, I do not want you to buy new clothes, just to meet me. It is very courteous of you to tell me ahead of time that I’ll be interviewing a sexily dressed woman. See you at three, bye for now.”
“Thank you for understanding, Contessa and yes, I’ll see you at three, bye, bye.”
Claudia’s shrieks of excitement startled Dan. She hugged the stuffing out of him, then went into a torrent of chaos. “I’m so happy for you honey! I know you’ll get the job!”
“What to wear, I need a shower, where’s my makeup, shit I don’t have any panties or a bra to wear!” Dan laughed at his normally sane girlfriend, crazily rushing around.
“Wear the white with green and teal pattern dress. It looks nice and sexy on you. But wear something else then change into your dress just before your interview, that way it isn’t all wrinkled from sitting.”
“Good suggestion!” She was already shaking nervously.
Dan took his love in his arms to calm her down. “You’d think we’d just fucked, you’re breathing so fast!” He joked.
“This interview is important to me Dan!” Her eyes darting, a thousand thoughts racing through her head.
“I know it is, honey. I’m always on your side all the way! I’d hire you in an instant too!” He supported. She gave him a quick kiss and started gathering her things to take.
“We should pack an overnight bag. By the time your interview is over and you’re hired, you’ll want to drive around and look at Tampa Bay. We can get a hotel, stay the night, and look around some more in the morning too.”
“Hmm, we could try to make their headboard bang the wall there too,” she smiled, taking a moment to kiss him. “Oh, before I forget, I’ll call Aunt Katherine, Kim, and Tracy and tell them I’ve got an interview in Tampa for a TV job!”
A frantic half-hour later, they closed the trunk on the Caddy. Dan dared her to wear her very short school-girl skirt and low-cut top. The bottom of her ass cheeks showed as she walked through the foyer to many appreciative eyes. Her low-cut top was also virtually useless to cover her beautiful breasts.
Dan handed her the keys, “You want me to drive?”
“It might help to take your mind off your interview. Otherwise, the next four hours will eat you alive. Besides, I’ll want to finger your pussy while you drive.”
Barely out of the parking lot, Claudia smiled and blushed as Dan would gaze at her side profile. “What?” She’d ask, knowing he was undressing her with his eyes.
“I love you, Claudia. You are so talented and incredibly beautiful.”
“I love you too.” She gripped his left hand, then guided it between her legs.
Once on the interstate, she put the Caddy’s cruise control on. She freely accepted Dan’s fingers, giving her a gentle fuck. She slipped her tits out of her top, allowing passing truckers a rewarding view.
“Don’t get me too wet,” her sexy smile cautioned. He would rub her clit, making her body jolt. “Careful Dan or you’ll cause us to have an accident.”
Dan drove the last hour as her nervousness mounted the closer they approached Tampa. He found an empty parking lot where Claudia, temporally naked, slipped on her sexy dress. She combed her golden locks, applied a little makeup and just a hint of perfume.
“So how do I look?” She asked, turning around.
“Absolutely stunning!” He praised.
Inside the entrance to the Station, Claudia found the directory for Contessa’s office. “I’ll wait here in the foyer for you,” he said, picking up a magazine to read.
Claudia kissed and hugged him, then took a deep breath. “Here goes!” Her high heels announced her steps on the ceramic floor. Dan watched her strut down the hallway, admiring the side-to-side sway of her beautiful body.
“Hello, Contessa Mendez?” Claudia asked, hesitantly knocking on the open door.
“Yes I am,” she looked up from her desk. “You must be Claudia.”
“Yes, I’m Claudia Lockhart.”
“Please come in, Claudia.” She stood from her desk and approached to shake her hand. “A four-hour car ride and you are right on time and looking fresh as a daisy.”
“Thank you,” she smiled, handing Contessa a copy of her resume. Contessa quickly gazed at this tall, blonde-haired beauty standing before her.
“I apologize for the dress I’m wearing,” she blushed.
“Not at all.” Contessa appreciated her well-proportioned figure with her deep cleavage exposed firm breasts and the short hem, long shapely legs. “Definitely made for television,” she thought. “Here, let’s sit,” she offered, two chairs angled to each other.
Claudia smiled, looking over Contessa. She was of average height and solidly built with dark shoulder-length hair. Her tan-coloured business skirt was hemmed about six inches above her knees. Her full-sized breasts sat high on her chest, her blouse and matching vest, easily revealed considerable cleavage.
Claudia sat, placing her hands on her lap, covering the darkened space of her short hem.
Contessa started a series of questions to Claudia on her news background, approach to news delivery. She joked about Claudia being a Jack of all Trades being the sole employer of her Newsletter. Claudia replied she enjoyed doing the research and interviewing the town’s people.
“Now Claudia, I would like to discuss your DVD. How did you ever come up with your ideas?”
“My friend knows a Professor at Albany University. The Professor made it a special class project to produce my newscast. My friend and I came up with the news topics. He is a die-hard Toronto Maple Leaf fan, that’s why I teased him about the Leafs winning the Stanley Cup.”
“I asked him for ideas and he suggested, wouldn’t it be something if there was finally peace in the Middle East. Then I thought with the decades of unrest in the region, no matter whose fault it was, it would take a natural disaster for peace to exist. That’s why I thought of the earthquake.”
“It was so professionally done, I felt I was watching a real newscast on TV,” she complimented.
“Thank you, I had a lot of help.”
“Yes, and it was very proper of you to acknowledge those who helped you at the beginning of your DVD.” Contess continued in Spanish. “Su segmento titulado Sus asuntos comunitarios, es un juego inteligente de palabras y es lo que estamos considerando introducir a nuestros televidentes aquí en Tampa. Usted es probablemente el único solicitante para demostrar su habilidad bilingüe,”
“Your segment titled, Your Community Matters, is a smart play on words and is what we are considering introducing to our viewers here in Tampa. You are probably the only applicant to demonstrate their bilingual ability.”
“La gente va a estar pensando en un problema que ocurre en su propia ciudad, pero no tienen una manera de expresarlo. Preocupación de una persona puede multiplicar en un apoyo de la comunidad más grande de cambio y mejoras.”
“People will be thinking of a problem that occurs in their own town but doesn’t have a way to voice it. One person’s concern can multiply into a larger community support for change and improvements,” Claudia replied, also in Spanish.
Contessa couldn’t help eyeing Claudia’s deep cleavage. The material hugged her breasts and her nipples, hardened from adrenalin, showed through the material. She’d also glance between her legs when she’d cross and uncross her long, slender legs for comfort. “Hmm, I wonder if she’s so inclined.” she smiled, eying her legs and cleavage again.
“I notice that you aren’t wearing a wedding ring, are you single?”
“At the risk of losing out on a really great job opportunity, my marital status should have no bearing on this interview. The same as I don’t question your wedding rings.”
“You are correct to say that Claudia, and said so with the appropriate response. I know the proper way to conduct an interview and was testing your reaction to my question. Most always, applicants will tell me if they are married or not.”
“Now, the one question I must ask you is, how do you know the author, Daniel Davenport, and how on earth were you able to get him to consent to an interview? I’ve read all his books and also seen the movies. The title of your segment, ‘The Writer’s Block,’ was another excellent play on words. You and he seem to have good on camera chemistry together.”
“Yes, I was very excited to have the opportunity to interview Mr. Davenport. But as you know, a good journalist never reveals their sources,” she smiled.
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Hi, my name is Neethu (name changed) 28 years, I am now married for 6 years and my husband name is Sagar. We both are from Nagpur and we live in Mumbai. Our marriage was an arranged marriage and I was virgin until my marriage, but my husband was not virgin which got to know 2 years back and that night changed every thing from what we are now. I not going to say this is a real story or a fiction story… I would leave the choice to the readers and do write back to if you have any feedback or if...
He is legendary and much-publicized ... he is markedly divine and bitchin' awesome and world-class too, and here we have him today for a gee-whizz and jaw-dropping interview ... Cristiano Ronaldo—your best-liked soccer star! 1. How advanced in years were you first jacked up or had sex? Nineteen years old. 2. Are you an aficionado and freaking fiend lover of BDSM? Unquestionably! 3. What sex idée fixes and manias and fetishes do you have—if any have breath in you? Ladies' Gee-string; I...
++++++ I’m Donna, and I guess this is the story of how my life changed big time for the better. I had met my future husband just after he had started his commercial real estate company. He was engaging and funny, but I could tell that he was also driven for success. We were married only a month after I had graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Business Administration, honeymooning in Maui for two idyllic weeks. I’d had a job lined up, but I never went to work because I was four months...
We woke up in the dog cage that Friday. It had been a long week. Candy, Honey, and I slept with our hands cuffed behind our backs so that we couldn’t poke each other or masturbate. Our bodies were intertwined, and nothing stopped us from the bumping tits or heads. Mom angled us so that it would be very challenging to finger each other to give ourselves some relief. We spent all night on Wednesday night trying to get in an angle to finger bang one another only to be discovered in the morning...
New Years funWe had a small party New Year's Eve with a few people, 3 cpls and 4-5 singles, nothing big. I had a alternate plan for late that night and this was a great way to get it rolling. My wife gets a little wild when she drinks, so my plan was to feed her drinks all night and as the night went on I started adding some Molly to her shots. So by the time everyone was leaving (12:30ish) she was drunk and a little high too. I told her she and I needed to do a shot for the new year, just us...
Life had not always been a crystal stair for Jayce Hammonds, but it was pretty good now. The 34 year-old data analyst had just started a new job with a software company. As he toured the office with the H.R. lady, he noticed a few other Black faces. The medium-brown guy half-smiled at them . ‘I hope they don’t think I’m gonna be their friend just because I’m Black,’ he thought.Jayce had grown up in a house headed by single mothers. There was his mom, Lesa; his Aunt Tamela; and his grandmother,...
Kora Falk – Cheyvn, Kivoneth Princedom, Strifelands of Zeutch I bit my lip, trying not to moan aloud as I masturbated in the corner of my brother’s inn room. Three fingers of my right hand plunged in and out of my silky, wet pussy. Pleasure rippled through my body, soft whimpers escaping my lips. My left hand massaged my round breast, tugging on a pink nipple, twisting it. It was so hot. My brother’s muscular ass rising and falling, pumping away as he plunged his cock over and over into...
David was up to something. Since we no longer had the luxery of my empty house to fuck in on weeknights other arrangements had to be made. He caught me one lunch time and told me to arrange a study date with him and his brother Peter that night. He told me he'd be picking me up at six and taking me for a drive. He wanted me to be ready with something particularly slutty. I being the ever obedient sissy slut agreed and looked forward to seeing my two favourite cocks again that evening. When I...
Max was sitting with two of his friends when he called Jill into the room. Max and his friends were in their sixties and Jill was just twenty. She was beautiful and very sexy. Huge full firm tits and great round ass and she loved all kinds of sex. Max loved taking nude pictures of her and posting them on the web page. He also posted several videos of her stripping and her naughty dances. Jill stood by Max and he ran his hand under her top and pinched her nipples. Then he reached under her skirt...
We got home at around 8:00pm and Blossom parked the RV next to the house. We all lent a hand getting the RV unloaded of perishable food and dirty clothes. We decided that the big stuff could wait for morning. Lynn went into the office and transferred the promised funds to the account of John and Mary von Steuben. We all showered and went to bed. We made love together before falling into a deep satisfied sleep. “Daddy.” “Yes Babies” “We need you.” “Are you alright?” “No. We love...
Hi All, This is a sex story about how I and my girlfriend fulfilled a fantasy of ours. Read on for more information :) I met my current girlfriend while we were still in India, about 5 years ago. After getting our respective undergraduate degrees, we moved to the states for more education. Long story short, we stayed together through 2 years of long distance obstacles and are far better off for it. We currently live together somewhere along the US east coast. My name is P and her name is L....
Hey y’all,Sometimes I have an Uber driving adventure that makes want to rush home and tell everybody about it. That’s exactly what happened this afternoon. My k**s were away with my husband at a Boy Scout outing and I decided to get a few hours of driving in to save up for Christmas. I was in my regular routine of getting a coffee at Denny’s near SeaTac because it’s within the zone of where you can wait for Uber notifications. I received a notification that man named Isaac was waiting for me in...
First off, I haven’t written anything in years, something possessed me this last week and all I did was work on this. Very strange behavior, don’t expect anything else for a while, if ever. The following is a fantasy (as in porn fantasy) story about an abnormally well hung teenager and a MILF. The major theme here is mother/boy. Contrary to my older written works, this is not a xxx story filled with fucking, this is more sensual and erotic. Romantic even. ******* Nicole the MILF and...
We lay in darkness for several minutes catching our breaths by the vent. The only sound in the room was our breathing, and occasionally Abigail's chattering teeth. The floor was made of metal, and at 10C was rapidly pulling the heat from her body. I thought about telling her to stand, but then remembered her broken foot. Another minute passed in silence. "I'm going to keep the flashlight off, unless we need light for something." There was no response. I suddenly realized I hadn't asked...
Connie was studying late. She had to submit her class assignment positively by next day failing which she knew that her grades would suffer. She cursed herself for her laziness in not completing her assignment in time. She frantically looked for a book in her cupboard. Shit! She searched again. The book was not there. She swore again and sat on her study desk trying to recall where she might have left her book. It came immediately; she recalled that she had left the book in the car. She...