OUR DATE WITH BI SEX SIMONE SIMON
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Early that afternoon, I decided to chill by the Encore Beach Club for a while, maybe even take a swim at the pool. I was in my black two-piece swimsuit with a jeweled triangle top and bikini bottom, I even wore a black hat to cover my hair from the sun. I even got a couple of compliments on my swimsuit by fellow guests and pool loungers. I then went to my hotel suite, changed clothes, and went down to the casino; I even won thousands of dollars on the roulette table playing my lucky number. I even squeezed in a sixty-minute workout over at the fitness center.
After that, I went over to the Encore Esplanade at the Encore Resort for some shopping; it's like Las Vegas meets Beverly Hills with all those designer boutiques. I got myself a few pairs of Manolo Blahnik shoes, some Oscar de La Renta gowns, a bottle of Chanel No. 5 for my mom, and two pairs of Alexander McQueen heels. I also went across the street to the Fashion Show Mall. While shopping, I even called and booked an appointment at The Spa at Wynn, so I can feel relaxed. My experience at the spa was very luxurious and the staff treated me like a VIP. It was so good that I offered a very generous tip to the staff. I had a few more hours before my date, so I washed and styled my long hair into an over-the-shoulder hairstyle with a deep side part and soft curls to go with my brand new dress; the black dress is a one shoulder number with a 26-inch split at the hem. After my hair was styled, I put on a black strapless padded bra and a high-waist body shaper before putting on my dress. I then sprayed my neck with some of that Midnight Poison that I got on my wedding day, along with a pheromone body spray. I then got started on my make-up to complete my date night look with a subtle smoky eye, a thin sweep of eyeliner, and soft pink lipstick on my lips. Finally, I put on my black high heels and was all set for my date.
I then heard a knock on the door. I walked up to the door, looked through the peephole, and there was Bianca. I opened up the door and she wanted to check me out.
"OMG! You look so gorgeous, especially in that dress. I also love your hair." Bianca said as I modeled my outfit for her.
"Thanks so much!" I responded with a smile.
Bianca got out her digital camera and took a picture of me. After having my model moment, she told me that Simon will be ready shortly and she wanted me and her husband to have a good time tonight. She also looked forward to hearing all the juicy details from him, so she could write it in her journal. A few seconds later, I heard another knock on the door. I looked through the peephole and there was Simon, I opened the door and let him in. He had on a white button down shirt with dark blue stripes, dark jeans, and black shoes.
"You really cleaned up nice." I said to him.
"Wow, you look stunning! Divine, even." He said to me.
He then gave me a bouquet of flowers that were as beautiful as the ones he and Bianca left for me this morning. This bouquet was mostly orange roses, which mean desire, passion, and excitement, and orange lilies in a small glass vase.
"Thanks for the lovely flowers." I said as I put them on the nightstand by my bed.
After that, Simon and I walked together arm-in-arm to dinner over at Lakeside at the hotel. The atmosphere at the restaurant was just beyond amazing; we were promptly seated at a table with a lovely view. We shared an appetizer, the very delicious chilled shellfish platter, while getting to know each other. Simon was born in London and raised in Chelsea, went to Oxford University, and began his stripping career at age 21 performing at hen parties to pay for his tuition; he even told about how he got his start over at L.A. Body Heat. In return, I told him a bit of my life, other than being a wealthy widowed woman, and also about my plans for a new beginning.
"I'm already looking for a new house, probably in Los Angeles. But I'm also considering places like San Diego, Orange County, Sacramento, Santa Barbara, Torrance and San Jose." I said.
"All that sounds great. I'm sure whatever plans you do will be great." Simon responded.
Then came our entrees; I had the 20 oz. ribeye steak with the lobster macaroni and cheese on the side and Simon had the New York strip with the grilled green asparagus on the side.
"Bianca and I really enjoyed the baskets you gave us; we enjoyed them so much that we didn't fall asleep till four in the morning." Simon said to me.
"That's great! I especially you and Bianca's company last night." I happily replied.
"I really want to surprise her this weekend. I was wondering if you can help with me that." He said as he smiled at me.
"I'm flattered and I'd love to help with you with the surprise. I could ask the front desk where we can find a great sex shop to go to after dinner." I excitedly replied.
"I can't wait to surprise her." Simon responded.
Simon and I then had dessert; I had the dulce de leche bread pudding and he had the nutella profiteroles from the rolling dessert trolley. We even got a taste of each other's dessert while I felt his hand under the table as he touched my leg.
After he paid for dinner and I left a tip for the waiter, Simon and I went out to this two-story, 24-hour place near The Strip called The Pleasure Seeker's Palace, which was a sex shop with toys, lubricants, condoms, etc. The exterior was pink, black, purple, and red while inside the interior had black walls with what looks like red lace trim. We were approached by a perky, redheaded salesgirl named Felicia.
"Welcome to The Pleasure Seeker's Palace. I'm Felicia and how can I help you today?" she said.
"I'm helping him find something to please and surprise his wife because they're celebrating their wedding anniversary here in Las Vegas." I said to her.
"How about you? Are you looking for something special for and your husband?" Felicia asked me.
"Well, unfortunately, I'm widowed and I've just lost my husband a couple of months ago." I replied.
"Oh, I'm so sorry for your loss. You two should definitely check out the Lelo products at our luxury section upstairs, we have great stuff for men, women, and couples. If you need any assistance, you let me know." Felicia said to me and Simon.
"Okay, thanks." Simon said to her.
Simon and I went on over to the luxury section upstairs, the display was immaculate and sleek like an upscale boutique. We first checked out the Lelo products; not only am I helping Simon find something for Bianca, but I'm also looking for a few sex toys for myself. Good thing I bought my female sex supplements, condoms, and lubricants from home along with me on my trip.
"Does Bianca use sex toys while you two have sex?" I asked Simon as I looked at a few intimate massagers.
"Sometimes, but the sex would be so good that we wouldn't need them." Simon replied.
I picked out a few items and put them in my shopping basket. In the basket, there were two massage oil candles, a tube of personal moisturizer (for the lady parts), a bottle of toy cleaner, three intimate massagers (a Nea intimate massager in deep rose, a Siri intimate massager in purple, and a Lily intimate massager in black), a purple dual-action rabbit vibrator called Ina 2, and I even picked up four OhMiBod music vibrators (two of them were wireless).
I then recommended couples rings and those intimate massagers to Simon; I even showed him the massage oil candles in my basket. After a few minutes, we went to the front register and paid for our purchases.
"Thanks for shopping at The Pleasure Seeker's Palace. Hope to see you two again soon!" Felicia happily said.
Before leaving the store with Simon, I said to Felicia, "If you're not too busy tomorrow, you and I can hang out for a girls' day while I'm in Las Vegas for the weekend."
"Wow, I would love that very much! It's been a while since I went out with the girls." Felicia replied.
"Great, I'm staying at the Wynn and here's my cell phone number if you want to chat." I said as I wrote down my cell phone number on a piece of paper and gave it to her.
Simon and I then came back to the hotel, took the elevator to the 4th floor, and walked up to my deluxe panoramic corner suite. We went inside, sat on the sofa in the living room, and just enjoyed each other's company. I didn't mind Simon stroking my leg that was exposed by the slit of my dress as we talked. I showed Simon what I had bought at The Pleasure Seeker's Palace; Simon even showed me some pheromone products he bought for him and his wife to use, especially on each other.
He then asked me, "Would you like to see me dance?"
I replied, "Ooh, I'd love to see your moves. I got my MP3 player and speakers with me, I'll get them."
I went to my get my MP3 player and wireless speakers from my duffle bag, hooked the two devices together, and set the MP3 player to my "Sexy Romantic" playlist. I sat back and watched as Simon looked through my playlist; he even found a song on there that he wanted to dance to. The song he picked out was "Supersexual" by Blue. I sat on the sofa and watched in arousal as Simon moved his body to the song, he was extremely good. He moved his hips up and down as he unbuttoned his shirt, one by one. He then walked up to me, sat on my lap, and gave me a sexy lap dance as he took off the shirt, letting it fall to the floor. His body was like a picture of male perfection with his masculine features, he was fit in all the right places. I wondered if he was a male model in another life, I bet he even posed nude for a classroom full of female art students over at Oxford before becoming a stripper. He placed my hands onto his fit chest before letting them slide to his toned abs. I ran my hands up and down his frontal body as he took off his shoes and then his pants. Things got hot when he teased me by pulling down the waistband of his boxer briefs, showing me his V-line before pulling his boxer briefs up. He then got one of the roses from my bouquet and as he moved his body, he rubbed the rose from his neck down to his abs before the song was over.
I applauded and said to him, "You're amazing. Plus, it was very hot! I can see why you're good at your job over at L.A. Body Heat."
"Thank you very much." Simon replied as he smiled at me.
He then walked up to me and wrapped one arm around my waist. I felt my female core gradually heat up as our bodies got close; we began to slow dance to the next song on the playlist, which was "Sweetest Sin" by Jessica Simpson. Even when he's dancing normally, he's good on his feet.
"Wow, this night is just getting better by the minute. Having dinner and dessert at a gorgeous hotel restaurant, shopping at a sex toy shop, and getting treated to a sexy striptease and lap dance from you. I mean, what could make this night even better?" I said to him with a smile.
Simon looked into my deep brown eyes, smiled at me, and said, "Having steamy, passionate, sensual sex with the most gorgeous widowed woman I've ever seen with a sexy music playlist playing in the background."
I looked at him and said, "Would you really want to have sex with me?"
He replied, "Absolutely. I definitely enjoyed you with my wife last night."
I said to him, "I can totally see that, especially when you tell Bianca about it and see how really turned on she will be. I bet if she wrote it all down on pen and paper, the ink would melt and the paper would burn. Plus, I can even try out one or two of the sex toys I bought."
"Oh, how would I love to kiss and caress every inch of your body, take your pussy in so many positions, and make you have plenty of orgasms all night." Simon said to me in a seductive, sensual tone in his British accent.
After we had danced, Simon softly and sweetly kissed my lips. His hands explored up and down my back while my hands stroked his arms. I then whispered in his ear, "I'm going to go into the bathroom and slip into something a little more comfortable."
"Do take your time." Simon said as he kissed my hand before I went to the bathroom.
After using the bathroom, putting on my lingerie, and taking my sex supplements (along with a few aphrodisiac-infused chocolate peppermint-flavored mints), I walked into the bedroom wearing a stretch lace and satin corset with detachable garters and black stockings; the corset was light pink with black lace and light pink bows, it had underwires, a hook and eye back closure, and ruffle and satin bows details at the bottom. I even put my black high heels back on to complete the look. For an ounce of extra sex appeal, I had on a black stretch lace robe with a completely open neckline, ruffle details, and a stretch satin under bust band with a hook and eye closure hidden under a satin bow.
"Damn! You look absolutely gorgeous tonight. You're just as sexy in lingerie as you were in that black dress you wore on our date." Simon said to me with a sexy smile on his handsome face.
He then wrapped his arms around my waist and passionately kissed my lips, I rested my hands on to his toned chest. I must say his kisses were sweeter than a basket full of Cadbury eggs on Easter, him being British and all. I felt his hands on my waist as he gently laid me down on the bed. Simon continued to deeply and passionately kiss my lips; I felt his hands rubbing up and down my body as we kissed. I ran my hands all over his back and shoulders. I moaned as he started kissing my neck as I wrapped my arms around his neck. We then rolled on the bed till I was on top of him.
Simon looked at me with those blue fuck-me eyes and asked, "Can I help you out of your gorgeous robe?"
"Yes, please." I replied as he carefully took off my robe.
Once my robe was off, I lay on top of his body and passionately kissed his lips as we slowly grinded against each other's bodies. Simon sat up and gently laid me back down on the bed; I watched as he lifted both of my legs, took off both of my heels, placed them by the bed, and unhooked the garters before taking off my stockings. I moaned in response as he planted a trail of kisses from the soles of my feet all the way up to my knees.
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S i m o n & S i m o n e Mein Leben mit meiner weiblichen Seite Teil 3: IN BERLIN ..... In Charlottes Berliner Villa angekommen, man?vrierte Gabriele als erstes den Van gekonnt in die Garage, danach ging es gleich in unser neues Domizil. Dieses Haus war wirklich ein Traum. Dezenter, alles andere als protziger Luxus wohin man sah. Aus jedem Detail der Einrichtung sprachen Charlottes hohe Anspr?che und ihr guter Geschmack. Sie selbst brachte mich ins G?stezimmer und sagte:" Simone, ...
Free Bianca. By Tanya H. Sleepy sex... oh, my favourite. Love that feeling, coming to - warm and heavy - sleep soft, dreamscapes fading to find your body is more awake that you are. Mmmmm... I'm on my side, facing the wall with my back to my lover. Bold, but gentle hands weaving magical patterns over my skin; my waist, the rise and fall of my hips, the curves of my behind. And there, a warm finger edges along the good place between my cheeks with the promise of penetration to...
Series 7, Episode 5: Bianca Woodman (52), from Sunderland We open on the kind of ugly post-modern concrete structure that was all-too-popular in the UK in the 70s and 80s. Low, oddly shaped, drab coloured. Attempts at landscaping have failed to make it look any more impressive. Light rain falls against a grey sky. Inside, we see council workers hard at work (for the cameras), before we come to rest on one particular member of staff, walking along a corridor ahead of us, a couple of files...
Our neighborhood is is full of sexy women, and I love the fact that several of them share my taste for lesbian sex. However not everyone on the block is into that. Bianca is a young sandy haired blond whose husband owns a local car dealership. I think she just turned thirty and has the tight body of a teenager. Bianca isn’t technically a MILF, not having any c***dren, but the young housewife is still the dream of many men in our neighborhood, both young and old. She gives Brandi a run for her...
At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do have a glorious arse, absolutely magnificent,” he tells me as I flaunt it for him. Simone is running fifteen minutes late which heightens our anticipation...
Days rolled by since I pounded Elizabeth's tight asshole, and my cock craved a hole to fuck. My pussy quivered while my futanari cock stirred in my pants. The more pussy and ass I got, the more I wanted, feeding my sex addiction. I considered calling Sara, my futa friend, but decided against it. She had a big meeting coming up tomorrow and I didn't want to bother her. I decided to call Elizabeth again, but when I did, it went straight to voicemail. She must be at work, I thought. I tried...
Mary and Joe were having a great time in Vegas. The night out at the dance club really excited them both. Joe was amazed at the way Mary opened up, and how brazen she had been around the black men. She really liked to tease them with her sexy body, making her very excited. Joe knew it as all in fun, and always kept a close eye on her, being alert and ready to intervene if things had gotten too much out of hand. He would protect her, at any cost, while she played and enjoyed herself. After all,...
Introduction: He learns a lot by invading his moms privacy. His Mothers Diary -1- Ahh yeah, yes! Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Mirandas big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. Yes! He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. Wow, he whispered...
S i m o n & S i m o n e Mein Leben mit meiner weiblichen Seite Teil 2: DIE REISE NACH BERLIN (Vielen Dank an Skinner, dessen Idee(n) diesen Teil der Geschichte nicht ganz unwesentlich vorangebracht haben) Als ich am n?chsten Morgen aufwachte, bekam ich einen Schreikrampf. Bis jetzt war ja alles gut gegangen, niemand und vor allem nicht meine Tante hatten etwas von dem gemerkt, was sich wirklich zwischen mir und ihrer besten Freundin abspielte. Ich war f...
"Baby, wake up. Come on, I know you can hear me. Get up," I heard a familiar voice say. I wondered for a minute before remembering Diamico. He was a sexy angel. I just had amazing sex with him. Wow, that was enlightening. "No babe, wake up. Come on. It's been four days since we had sex. You've been in a coma. Come back to me. Don't let the sleep reclaim you."I had begun to process his words when I started to open my eyes and saw a very concerned Diamico. I tried to smile but I couldn't move my...
Fantasy & Sci-FiTHE LONG NIGHT -or- TO SLEEP, PERCHANCE TO DREAM "I don't know how much sounds like a lot of money to you, Mrs Foley..." "DOCTOR Foley," Marilyn interrupted Rita. She usually let the prefix alone when not on campus, but when dealing with people in other professions, it didn't hurt to remind them that her full name was 'Dr. Marilyn Foley, Ph.D.' "I'm sorry, you were saying?" Rita was in business mode, which Marilyn found a bit phony and she didn't love having people giving off the...
There are a lot of porn stars, nude models around the world. And everyone with different best assests, big breasts, small feets, roundish or huge asses. But nobody has the best combinations of those qualities better than Bianca Beauchamp. Big breasts and ass, which is also perfectly roundish, the right size of feets, and a pair of beautiful soles. Fortunately you're the one that could appreaciate that in first person. Your name is John Smith and you're Bianca's personal assistant. You acquire...
MILFThis is a different story format, is historically correct, uses real Western lanquage. and grammer. Hope you enjoy reading it. I always heard stories about how her f****y was one of the first families to settle Durango Colorado. Well my Grandma Putnam finally passed and my mother wanted me to go through all the old f****y papers and heirlooms. I started rummaging through a trunk and found an old leather binder entitled “Madam Patricia Putnam, Business Diary 1875 – 1895”. It must have been...
Foreword: Dear Readers, I wrote this story nearly 20 years ago. Now, thanks to my new French friend Avaro Le Banni, who searched his archive and forwarded a copy to me, I am pleased to post Bianca Paragon here. Here's part two of four parts. - Best wishes, Toxis. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- BIANCA PARAGON A Tale Of Love Perfected by ...
"I have asked my mother to visit this weekend," announced Cindy Harrison to her husband Simon.Although a lot of men would be disgruntled to hear that their mother-in-law will be visiting, it was not so much hearing that she was coming that caused Simon to gasp, it was the actual phrase.If Cindy had said, "Mum is coming this weekend," or, "My mum is coming for a visit," or similar it would not be a problem but that particular phrase meant only one thing. Yes, sixty-four-year-old Mandy Bloomfield...
SpankingLaurie was allowed to have the gag out of her mouth as we went downstairs BUT to keep it moist Jeff did with it to her as I had done with it earlier to Angel, he put it in her cunt with the cum still in her for flavoring.Once we got downstairs Billy introduced Laurie & Jeff to his band & the stagehands & told them that she too was here for their entertainment with Angel. Jeff then pulled the ball out of Laurie's cunt & put it back in her mouth again.The audience was just...
I don't know what to say about Barbie... Malibu Barbie, to be precise. I hadn't seen her in all those years. Memories rushed in that I'd pushed back into the recesses of my mind. Time was, I'd use it as my primo dildo. Not the head, mind you, my hole isn't that big! The feet, always feet first. Yes, both of them. Once started, I'd poke my fingers inside me and move the legs from side to side. I realized I'd absentmindedly spread my legs apart and discovered I was cupping my...
Mandy Bloomfield, a sixty-four-year-old divorcee, had just visited her daughter Cindy Harrison and her husband Simon. It had not been a normal visit made by a mother to her family but it had been one of the 'special' visits that Mandy made two or three times a year.These 'special' visits involved Mandy giving Simon a caning, at his wife's request, for bad behaviour since a previous such visit but this particular visit had been unique because this time Simon fucked Mandy, at her request and...
SpankingOctober 13 Dear Diary, A truly incredible thing happened to me the other day, so mush so that I'm still a little shaken when I think back on it!!! It was early Saturday morning when my door bell rang and standing outside my door was Bonnie Jenkins and a girl I had never seen before! Bonnie asked if they could come in for a few minutes, and even though I was still in my bathrobe I said "sure" and invited them inside. It was then that I really got to give the other girl the once over, and to say...
FetishThis is a different story format, is historically correct, uses real Western lanquage. and grammer. Hope you enjoy reading it. I always heard stories about how her family was one of the first families to settle Durango Colorado. Well my Grandma Putnam finally passed and my mother wanted me to go through all the old family papers and heirlooms. I started rummaging through a trunk and found an old leather binder entitled “Madam Patricia Putnam, Business Diary 1875 – 1895”. It must have been...
Bianca Flaretum looks into the mirror and admires herself. Her body is luscious and jiggles in the right places, with tits as big as her head and an ass that's full and plump. Red hair crowns her head, tied back into pig tails, which have been used as "handlebars" on a number of occasions by her more aggressive partners. Dressed in a blue top which barely covers her entire chest, and a red skirt that clings to her hips, she is the living embodiment of men's wildest fantasies. Her nipples poke...
FantasyTake one step forward, you have crossed over into Millie's Vast Expanse. Meet Scarlett, age fourteenish. Occupation: Student, education, incomplete. Hobbies, boys, music, boys, TV, boys, movies, and of course, boys. A girl filled with a deep seated longing, a need to be needed, she desires to love and be love. She is a flower waiting on a bee. Meet Jackson, Occupation, none, lives off an inheritance. A man that is a lover of the young. A seemingly permeant fixture wherever the youthful...