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It was eleven o'clock Tuesday morning when Sara dialed Jerry's home number.
"This is Bev Suzuki.'
"My name is Sara Compton. Is this Jerry's wife?'
Bev responded with only a moment's hesitation. "Sara! Golly. You're Jerry's Tuesday girl. And it's Tuesday. Uh, do you want him to call you, or can I give him a message?' There was no trace of sarcasm, only helpful willingness in her voice.
"No, I want to talk to you. I have for quite a while. It's always seemed as though Jerry wasn't too wild about it, so I didn't. Now, I'm calling you anyway. How about lunch?'
"Lemme see.' Bev seemed to turn away from the phone for a moment, then went on. "Yeah. Let's. I've felt the same thing, like Jerry didn't really want us to talk. I don't think it's anything serious on his part, just seemed to want us separated. I don't mind that, but now you've gone and busted up his thing, let's get together and get acquainted.' Bev clearly was a fast mover, fast talker, and went right on without waiting for Sara to reply. "I work at home, so why don't you come over here, huh? Come about twelve or whenever you can get away. I'm real glad you called, you know? I'll make a big salad or something. Do you mind tofu? Are you still there?'
Sara chuckled. "Yes, I'm still here, and I'll be there as soon after twelve as I can make it. Thanks. Tofu's okay, but not too much of it, please. I'm a carnivore, you know. I like to eat meat.'
The double entendre did not escape Bev. "Oh, goody, so do I. I think we'll get along just fine. See you.' Bev hung up, and Sara did, too, shaking her head with a smile.
Not long after noon, Sara rang the bell of Bev and Jerry's apartment. The door opened and Sara stepped inside, tuning to see her hostess. Bev was indeed Asian; black hair, oriental features and all. She stood about five three. She wore sheer, multicolored tights that showed every hair on her lower body, especially the sparse hair on her mons. On top, she wore a cut-off top of the same material. It ended several inches above her waist. Her skin was creamy and flawless. Sara's reaction must have been visible.
"I'm Bev, ' she said. "Sixth-generation American, but not a lot of Caucasian blood. How do you like it? My body, I mean?' Sara took a good look. Bev Suzuki had one of the best bodies Sara had ever seen, and she was certain Bev knew it. She gestured for Bev to turn around, which the smaller woman did, slowly, showing off her lovely legs. Her butt was sharply defined and firm, with a pronounced division. The sheer tights showed the dimples at the top of her cleft. When she had turned all the way around, she looked at Sara with a question in her eyes.
"Very nice. But you know that. I especially like your ass — one of the best I've seen. How're your tits? I can't see them too well, ' Sara said with a grin, wondering how far this would go. Smiling broadly, Bev threw her top onto a chair, revealing small, firm breasts with pronounced nipples. They hardened in the cool air. Bev stood for a moment with her hands on her hips, looking back at Sara.
"And you're just what Jerry said. One hell of a big, good-looking broad.' Bev came close, helped Sara take off her suit jacket and placed her hands on Sara's waist. She slipped them up over Sara's blue cotton shirt to cup Sara's full breasts. "Wonderful. God, they're big. And hard. No wonder Jerry likes to fuck you. Why don't you take off some of those nice duds, and we'll have lunch?'
“Hey, Eli,” the common law wife and mother of two spoke into her cell phone. She paused a moment then said, “We’re around the corner for your place.” Valencia Williams ended the call. She looked at her husband, Durrell, who was driving the cash rental car. It was a metallic white gold 2010 Volkswagen Passat station wagon.Durrell, at 34 years of age, was a bit of a d**g kingpin in the small South Carolina county where they resided. He, Valencia, and two homeboys were driving up the Charlotte for...
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Simply Screwed by Debra Harry stood helplessly staring at the doorknob waiting fearfully for it to turn. Actually, stood is something of an understatement. Teetered about would be a better description. Only by constantly shifting his weight could he even remain upright in the painful shoes he wore. Seven inches high with needle thin spike heels, lots of straps and patent leather toes that pinched his feet unmercifully. His thoughts flew back momentarily to what his...
When she got home, Sara flung off her clothes, only stopping a moment to hang up her suit. Hose, panties, blouse, camisole went in a ball into the hamper. Naked, she threw herself on the bed, her legs spread wide, as if the cool air could cool her desire. She lay on her big, king-size bed with her head at the foot, a frequent choice when she wanted to masturbate. At the head of the bed, a wide mirror tilted out from the wall to give her a good view of what she and her lovers were up to. She...
Now it was morning - afternoon - and Sara shivered, thinking of the incredible night she had spent. She began to take stock of herself, now that it was over. She felt well. She wasn't particularly sore or injured in any way. Physically, she really felt better than usual. In fact, she felt great. She threw the covers off and went naked, first to the kitchen, starting coffee, and then to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face, framed by the ferns and plants she grew in...
By the time they were finished, Sara had to hurry to pack — not that she had used much from her suitcase — and put on the clothes she had worn on Friday and ride with Charity to catch her plane. Refreshed by her weekend, she looked a different person, her skirt swinging and showing her legs, her breasts shifting behind the pockets of her shirt. The woman no one had noticed on Friday drew many eyes that Sunday. Before departure, she called Teddy and asked him to pick her up. He seemed...
After a wonderfully satisfying session of lovemaking, my husband gets out of the spa. ‘Babe, you’ve done tired me out. I’m going upstairs to clean up and go to bed.’ ‘Ok, I just need a few minutes before I can get out. My legs are too weak to stand up. Maybe a few more minutes in here will help.’ He goes upstairs, but he doesn’t get into the shower. He seems to know that I want more, but he needs some time to recover. He gets upstairs and watches me with the lights out. I change my position...
I had a much longer, more detailed version of this story but unfortunately it got deleted. You text me once you get off work. You’ve been up since 4:00 a.m. It’s almost 6:00 p.m. I know you’ve had a long day so I decide to pick up some food before meeting up with you. You greet me with a long kiss, and I ask if you’d like to go sit at the the beach for a while. You say sure, so we do. We spend almost an hour talking about how our days went, what’s new, our plans for the weekend, etc. I...
I had a much longer, more detailed version of this story but unfortunately it got deleted.You text me once you get off work. You've been up since 4:00 a.m. It's almost 6:00 p.m. I know you've had a long day so I decide to pick up some food before meeting up with you. You greet me with a long kiss, and I ask if you'd like to go sit at the the beach for a while. You say sure, so we do. We spend almost an hour talking about how our days went, what's new, our plans for the weekend, etc. I mention...
Love StoriesIt all began the day you found an old brass ring, half buried in the sand while down at the beach. You picked it up, turned it over a couple of times, then put it into your pocket. Looking back now, you can't remember what made you keep it. Perhaps you hoped to reunite it with its owner, perhaps you wanted to keep it for yourself. All you know now is that your life would have been very different had you left it behind on that fateful day. With the ring at the bottom of your pocket, you...
TranssexualSteve was waiting for Sara outside the restaurant. Inside, she handed him her wrap, turning so her skirt moved revealingly. He looked her over carefully, taking in the skirt and the dark shadows beneath the fabric of her blouse. He stepped close to her and put one arm around her waist, pulling her to him and running his fingers across the bare flesh above the waistband. His lips touched hers slightly, but the thrust of his hips against hers was strong and purposeful. Her own hips met his...
On Monday, Sara found herself back in the office, back in harness. The weekend had left her feeling happy and satisfied, and she went to work with optimism and energy. Except for her usual, slightly difficult encounters with Mr. Henry Jefferson, Monday passed quickly and she was able to make considerable progress on two new projects, as well as on the planning for Steve Calvin's conference. She had dinner with Ken and spent the night at his apartment. On Tuesday morning, she put on a...
The next Saturday morning Sara woke alone to a dull, cloudy day. Her date the night before had been brief and only partly satisfying. She'd had a couple of orgasms, but either her heart wasn't in it or the new lover she had found wasn't right for her. What was worse, he had begun talking about living together. Sara had closed the subject abruptly, remarking that she wasn't prepared to be anyone's steady lay. She awoke tense and irritable, and masturbating didn't help worth a damn. She...
The next Friday, Sara was working hard on Steve's conference, now only days away. She had almost everything under control and didn't expect any real problems. The benefit of working with Steve's boss was that he, too, was a real pro, and between them they were able to make the difficult seem easy. They had agreed at the beginning not to attempt the impossible. Sara was taking a break with a cup of coffee when the phone rang again. She answered. A woman's voice said, "My name is Charity...
Charity sat back on the sofa, the two of them facing each other, their legs touching all along their length. Then Charity moved forward and put one hand on Sara's waist. The other hand grasped Sara's shoulder. "I'll sleep on the couch, here. Or I'm perfectly willing to go to a hotel." They looked each other in the eyes. Sara slid forward, too, and put her arms around Charity's neck. "I've never done this before, ' she said, and kissed Charity on the lips. They kissed briefly, then...
On Monday morning, Teddy was worn out, and Sara took the time to make him a big breakfast of eggs and bacon to get him through the morning. When she walked into her office, her secretary said, "Sara, you look terrific today, you must have had a wonderful weekend.' She had. In her office, Sara called Charity and arranged to spend the next weekend at the club, arriving Friday morning. Charity said she would meet Sara, and they hung up, but not before Charity asked, "How are you feeling...
In the morning, Sara got up early and dressed quickly; flared, blue, mid-thigh skirt, lighter blue polo shirt with pockets that hid her nipples. She looked sort of 'business casual'. Sexy, but very tired. She threw some clothes into her bag and got to the airport in time for her plane, but not without hurrying. Her exhaustion showed, and few people noticed her straight back and attractive figure as she walked though the airport: she was so exhausted that she became almost invisible. The...
As they walked through the sunshine toward the house, there was a whoop and a holler as a group of teenagers came streaming through the doors. There were perhaps two dozen boys and girls, all naked. They came laughing and shouting across the patio. Some dove into the pool, others began frisking around the area or headed for the tennis courts. Some took over the lounges on the edge of the pool complex, one couple climbed the high-diving platform and another settled down on a mattress on the...
In the morning, Sara woke early, feeling exhilarated and satisfied. She was hungry and thirsty, too, so she slipped out of bed and made for the main kitchen. She drank a quart of water, but there wasn't anything there she wanted to eat so she took a shower and went out onto the lawn. Someone was swimming up and down the big pool and she slipped quietly in and swam gently, staying out of the way of a serious swimmer while loosening muscles that had gotten a lot of exercise during the night....
When Sara woke, the sun was in her eyes and for a moment she could not focus on anything clearly. Then, something came between the sun and her eyes and she roused herself to see what it was. It was the figure of a girl, and as her eyes became accustomed to the light, Sara saw it was Faith Hoyle. The girl was carefully standing so as to shade Sara's eyes, and finally Sara moved so that she could see without the help. "Hi, ' said Faith. "You were asleep, but I wanted to talk to you, so I...
As the afternoon began to wane, Sara read on and turned her body in the sunshine. Around her, people went on swimming, playing, talking, behaving completely normally, except that they were all naked, and frequently were making love in one form or another. As she turned a page in her book and began to read the next, a man's voice spoke to her. "May I interrupt you?' The man was about fifty with dark, graying hair. He had broad shoulders, a beard that reminded Sara of Steve Calvin's, and...
Steve's response was to wrap his arms around her and roll her onto her back, where he lifted on his elbows and began thrusting vigorously into her. His lips traversed her face, her throat, and reached for her ears. Sara thrust back at him, her hips rising from the bed. One hand wound through his hair and beard, the other caressed his back, his ass, reaching between his cheeks and tickling his balls. They made love as if they had never made love before, giving each other all the benefit of...
They were into the shower and out again in five minutes, no longer sweaty, and feeling as though they were still joined in love. Sara hugged Steve tight. "This is something I really am never going to forget, Steve.' "Me neither, but you're standing between me and food, ' he replied, grabbing her by the cheeks of her ass and lifting her. She whooped in surprise and grabbed him back reflexively as he turned them around and broke for the table. He was there only a split second before she...
On Friday afternoon, Sara was nearly finished turning her job over to her successor. She really felt as though she was done with the job, and it surprised her that she could turn her back on a ten-year career with such ease. She had mentioned this to Charity when she called to say she had definitely made her decision. "I mean, it's only my career, Charity. I spent years in school, and more years doing scut-work to get where I am, and I'm just chucking it. I must be nuts.' But she had...
When they entered the apartment, the message light was blinking on Sara's telephone. She pushed the button. "Hi, Sara, it's Teddy. Call me back when you get in, will you? Call me at this number... ' The number was out of town — an area code near New York City. Sara wrote it on a memo pad. Steve took off his jacket and hung it in the closet by the front door. Then he took Sara's jacket off her shoulders. She was still looking at the number she had written. "What's he doing in New York...
The rest of the afternoon was spent lolling about the balcony, kissing, caressing, rubbing oil on each other and letting the slippery parts slide in and out. Once the first passion was past, they just made love slowly, getting Sara off again and again. Steve made a pitcher of sangria. When the pistachios were opened, the shells and papery inner linings stuck to their oily skins. The sun went down and they showered off the coating of nuts, salt, oil and sex. One thing led to another and Sara...
When morning came, the three were already awake and busy in the bed. They took their time, made love slowly, trying to make the moments last and last. Sara swooped from one orgasm to another, turning from one man to another, taking them into her with such ease they seemed almost like one incredible member sliding in and out of her. It was a long time before they finally slid from their sexual high into the reality of another sunlit morning. The men showered. Sara took a bath, soaking for a...
Bev, it turned out, had brought everything needed for a Japanese dinner. She cooked, first putting on a clear plastic apron. "To protect my assets, ' she said. When the dinner was served, Bev slipped her little singlet on before she sat down. They all ate hungrily, then the talk began again. "Sara, ' Bev asked, "where are you staying Wednesday after the movers leave?' "Oh, I'll go out and get a room at the airport, ' she replied. "Why not stay with us... ' said Bev. " ... and...
The night was long and busy, full of loving and lust. Sara and Bev kept all three men busy until they all began to fall asleep. And as they slept, there was stirring and grasping and now and then, someone would move to find another warm, wet place to put their hands or their cocks. Sara came several times during the night, once because she and Bev were loving each other. She heard one of the men gasp in orgasm when she was sure no one was fucking either her or Bev, but she never mentioned...
On Tuesday evening, Sara dug deep in her closet for a white dress. It was semi-sheer, clinging material, fastened at the back of her neck, cut deeply on her breasts, sweeping from the front down her sides and around in back just above the cleft of her ass. It was tight around her hips, clung to her breasts and belly like wallpaper — she could see her hard nipples and the dip of her belly button. The skirt was long, but she had carefully slit it to mid-thigh on all four sides, so that when she...
Sara arrived home the next morning only minutes before the movers. She put the white dress away in the closet and put on jeans and a sleeveless sweatshirt. The movers worked hard, packing her things quickly and efficiently, Sara working alongside them. When they were finished, Sara watched them load the last things in the truck and went back upstairs. She swept the apartment and called Bev. "Hi," she said, "I'm done and I'm dead, and I'll be there as soon as I can." She walked out...
Morning came, and so did Sara. They had loved one another and slept well and awakened to love again. Showering was a giggling whooping, groping trio of slippery bodies, followed by mutual toweling. After breakfast, Sara dug in her suitcase, pulled out her outfit for the day, slipped it on and went out into the living room with her suitcase. "What is that excuse for clothing you have on?" Bev demanded. "Are you planning to get yourself kidnapped, or just arrested?" "There's nothing...
The black material fell from her shoulders to the floor, leaving her bare to just above her breasts. She looked at him with a burning lust in her eyes and fell onto his lips. His hands were round behind her, unzipping the black velvety dress. It fell down around her ankles, baring her breasts to him. Her body was smooth and beautiful, the legs encased in black stockings connected by threads to her black knickers. Her legs were pressed tightly together, emphasising the triangle of dark at her...
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She swims back to consciousness, aware of the large gap in her memory. What DID happen after she passed out? Carol remembered only the pleasant-voiced older man who had caught her seconds before she blacked out. Her vision seemed as hazy as her memory, but she was increasingly aware of the peculiar position of her limbs. Perhaps she had broken both legs, for they seemed to be propped far above her as she lay on the bed, as if she were in traction. Her arms were pinned above her, and a gentle...
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BDSMThursday, May 2006, U Penn Campus, Philly She was on all fours as her hands worked the rich soil, and her rear end, clad in tight, green cotton chinos, seemed to be trying to wave at me as she inched her way down the flower bed directly across the lawn from my bench. I was sitting in one of my favorite spots on campus, a small green space shoehorned between Brown Hall, home to the Philosophy Department and my book lined office, and the newer and more regal Kennedy Building, home of the now...