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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12th of June 2017: Old Barn “What did you do to her?” Liam asked in fear for his mother. “Don’t not fear my boy,” Doc told him as he held up the now empty syringe, “this, dear boy, is a concoction of my own design. Not approved for use, even in the dairy industry, but I have found it to be most effective.” Still fucking his mom, Jake tried to reassure Liam, “Don’t worry Liam. Doc here is the best veterinarian in the state.” This didn’t seem to put Liam’s fear to rest though, as how...
Kate Bloom has been left in the care of her older stepbrother Jason, who is taking it upon himself to teach his little sis some responsibility. He agrees to help her out, but only if they revive an old game of house they used to play. They start with the dishes, then move on to making the bed. When Kate is done with laundry, she walks out into the living room to find Jason jacking off. He tells her that if they’re going to play house as grownups, she has to learn to be a good wifey and...
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That fight was the start of the end of my school year. It took two weeks before I could return to the boat to start practicing with the team. Because I was still not breathing right, and the coach didn't want to take any chances, I missed the Philadelphia regatta. I continued to train, but by then, the season was winding down, as was the school year. One day, I received a call from Adam. He said that something important had come up that we needed to discuss. So he invited me to come down,...
He let up on her hand but wondered if she was really ready for something like this as he watched her eyes and face and the expressions she was emitting throughout the personal “exchange” of emotions she was letting him see. There they were. She sat topless, her large succulent breasts sitting against her chest, and he sat shirtless too. He’d grown horny. He’d grown extremely turned on by it all. Considering that he was a “fair” man, sex wasn’t absolutely necessary if everything came down to...
Straight SexI had to get away from it all. The hectic schedule of every day life. The computer, the phone, the fax, the cell, the chores. The basic monotony of every day living. I went online and did something I had wanted to do for a while now. I rented a cabin in the Smokey Mountains. My drive was long, but uneventful. I stopped at the small village that was before where my cabin was located and picked up some basics for my week-long venture. My goal was not to go into town for any reason, simply to...
Bailey lay back on her bed. Her breasts, though heavy, still sat upright on her chest. She cried out, despite trying not to wake her sister in the bed next to hers. Her fingers worked between her legs. As she had every night for the past week, Bailey imagined that Gabriel MacKenzie was making love to her. Her body shuddered with pleasure as thoughts of her prom "date" raced through her mind. Imagining him mounting her in her bed ... bending her over the couch ... eating her out in the...
My eyes slowly opened... was it morning? Had I actually slept through the whole night? Whilst my head was trying to sort itself out, I realised my dick was rock hard. My girlfriend was lying behind me, her hands wandering over my legs and boxers. That's what had woken me up. I stayed as still as possible, not wanting Holly to know I was awake just yet. Her hand slipped under the waistband of my boxers and she grabbed my dick, massaging my balls slowly. I was getting so horny and I struggled to...
Straight SexI got home, my nipples and belly button pulsing softly from the new piercings. I could feel my belly button's dangling flower swinging under my shirt the whole way home, reminding me of what I just did. I raced into my apartment and stripped everything off except that day's panties from Daddy - a tanga cut, lacy dark purple from VS with a cutout just over my ass...which seemed to say playfully 'if you are seeing this, it's time for fun.' I put on my chastity cage, plus the second pair...
The newspaper advertisement (Part 1)ForewordHello dear readers. My story "The newspaper advertisement” will appear in several parts. I have written the course of the story in great detail so that you can perhaps immerse yourself in the spirit of the emotional world and the body of the main actress and experience the story from her point of view. So my goal is for you to experience the story while reading as if you were the main actress yourself. Of course, triggering this fantasy also means...
A week or so after Dee’s second visit, she came to his house late one night after he’d already retired and had fallen asleep. She’d been over at a friend’s party, and it was well past midnight when she decided she wanted to pay him a visit. Knowing that he kept a side door to his house open she managed to sneak in quietly, removing her clothes in the living room, before heading down the hall to his bedroom. He was a fairly sound sleeper, so she easily made it all the way to his bed before...
Riley Reid has inherited a house from one of her relatives. When she drives up there with Abella Danger, she’s reluctant to staying there overnight. She’s heard stories about this place being haunted. Abella tells her she’s being ridiculous and reminds her that the house is worth over two million dollars. The one condition is that Riley stays there for the weekend. She’d be a fool to turn it down! The girls enter the house, but Riley still has the creeps. Abella promises...
xmoviesforyouStacy nodded at Amy's apology and went to start the shower in Amy's bedroom. Keith stopped the video camera and waited. An hour ago, if Stacy had asked, he would have said he did find Amy attractive. But after watching her get gangbanged by a group of teenage brothers, she looked—and smelled—absolutely disgusting. When Stacy came back, she helped Amy to her feet and took her in to the shower. Stacy washed her hands thoroughly afterwards. While Amy was slowly washing herself, Stacy lowered...
A week later, Ryan was pleased to be in a soft cast. Her ankle hurt far less and she was off her crutches, but she couldn't wait to be done with the whole damn thing. At least, she thought as she came in from work, she wasn't thinking about how it had happened every time she walked more than a block. Just a few more days, she reminded herself as she stared at the contents of the fridge. She frowned; pickings were slim. She wondered if there was any mac'n'cheese. A knock on the door...
Welcome to the new episode of this series. Please make sure you have read “” series before reading this one. This is the sequel of that series. Now, enjoy the story. ~Story starts~ That night, Arav was at home. ~Sex starts~ As they got alone in the guest room, the husband and wife were looking at each other’s eyes in their shared embrace. It wasn’t long before they one thing lead to another and another and another. They fucked like rabbits and he accidentally came it all inside of her. ~Sex...
Lana Smalls is super into her stepbrother, Sam Shock. She has a plan to get his cum inside her and today’s the day. Standing in the living room doing laundry in a super skimpy outfit, Lana waits for Sam to walk out. When he does, she tells Sam she needs him to wash her. Sam clarifies: Wash Lana or was her clothes, and Lana says both. Sam hesitates, but then picks Lana up and puts her in a laundry basket to carry her to the laundry room. It’s clear the stepsiblings have been flirting...
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