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I awoke the next morning in a cold sweat. I shuddered and turned over, snuggling myself further into the pair of arms wrapped around me. Arms? My eyes snapped open and I scrambled out of the girl’s embrace. Alison my roommate looked up at me sleepily and smiled.

"Good morning p, ready for you’re big date tonight?" she said sitting up and stretching. Date? What date? Then it came all rushing back to me, the girl who I had fallen for in that oxymoron called a bar, and then her showing up at my tattoo parlor, then her lips on mine and talk about that rack! Her smile and her perfect voice filled with lust. ‘How about around nine if you’re still open?’ 

"Hun wake up, Paige you in there?" I blinked the beauty’s voice still ringing in my ears. I looked over at Alison who was smiling at me.
"Hang over Hun?" she said smiling. I shook my head and smiled "well you were so drunk last night that I had to hold you down till you fell asleep, you were blabbing wildly about that straight girl you’d fallen for and it sounded like you got lucky and had a date set for tonight." Damn, was I still drunk?

"Come on girl time to get up come on out of my bed" Alison said, I realized suddenly that I was laying in her bed, I must have been so drunk that she couldn’t get me to my own bed. Fed up of being ignored, Alison lunged forwards and started tickling me viciously. I struggled out of bed, and crawled across the floor desperately trying to escape Allison’s vicious tickle attack. Soon I was crying, gasping for breath begging for her to stop. Eventually she stopped and we fell into each other’s arms laughing. She smiled and laughed as she hauled me up. 

"Come on you’d better get to work before Ted dies of boredom. He’s called three times already." she said smiling. Ted was the other person who worked at the tattoo parlor. He was my cashier, but couldn’t do a tattoo if his life depended on it. I smiled at her and pulled myself out of her gentle embrace, I had suspected for years that Alison had had a secret crush on me. But she had never acted on it and seemed happy that I had found someone. Which was good because I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship by turning her down because I wasn’t attracted to her in that way. I mean heck it wasn’t that she was gay men falling over head over heels for her. 

I walked across the room to the bathroom undressing as I went I began undressing. Pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it aside. Then unbuckling my belt and kicking my pants off. Then I slipped my panties off bending over slightly allowing Alison a good view of my pussy as I pulled my panties off. Then I glanced in the mirror as I walked by it into the bathroom. Alison was staring after me, her eyes filled with lust and she was breathing heavily.

"Not a chance Ali" I said to her smiling over my shoulder as I walked into the bathroom. I closed the door, and stifled my laughter. Actually now that I thought about it, maybe later. She was pretty hot and heck why not; well I’d have to see what my girlfriend/lover to be would have to say about it. I walked over to the shower and turned it on. I shuddered as the warm water hit my body running down over my breasts and down over my legs. I sighed and closed my eyes letting the water hit my face. I washed my hair and then the rest of my body.

My hands absently wandered to my breasts and I began playing with my tits. I let out a little moan and tugged at my tits. I let one of my hands slide down between my legs and gently rub my slit. I parted my labia with my fingers and gently rubbed at my pussy. I let out a moan and becoming fed up with teasing myself I jammed two fingers into my pussy. I gently lay down in the tub and began rapidly pumping my hand in and out. A couple minutes later I yelled out as my orgasm raged through my body. 

"Paige are you all right, I thought I heard you screaming." I heard Alison's voice and heard the door open. I was to wasted to cover myself up. I watched as the shower curtain open. Alison looked down at me; worried at first and then when she realized what had been going on she went bright red.


She turned away and started to hurry out. I wanted to stop her and eat her out; I wanted to taste pussy so nice ass. Well I suppose that my date doesn’t have to know, I could tell her later. I got up out of the tub and dried myself off. I threw the wet towel onto the floor and grabbed a dry one. I wrapped the towel around me and walked out of the bathroom. I walked through the bedroom and poked my head out of the door. Alison wasn’t in the living room; I checked the kitchen she wasn’t there either. Where could she be? I checked the laundry room, she wasn’t there, I looked outside the front door, and her car was still here, so she still had to be home.

Maybe the deck? The deck? I frowned as the thought crossed my mind. Suddenly the thought clicked into my place. I walked over to the sliding glass door, and looked out onto the deck. There she was, Alison was sitting on the deck, beer in one hand a cigarette in the other. I wish she wouldn’t smoke, it was the only thing that I hated about her. Her mind was obviously somewhere else, probably in my panties. At least her mind would have been if I had been wearing any. 

I opened the screen door as silently as I could and stepped out onto the deck. I walked over to Alison and sat bent down. The towel I was wearing fell off of me. She looked up at me and went red. She turned her head away and stared at the deck with all her might. I reached up and gently cupped her chin with my hand. I turned her head so that she was looking towards me. She went even redder and tried to turn her head away from me again but I didn’t let her. I leaned forwards and gently placed a kiss on her lips. Her eyes went wide and she struggled against me. After a couple of seconds she relaxed and sat there. I pulled back and looked at her. She was breathing heavily and stared at me in shock. 

"Paige what was that? What about your…." She stammered and shuddered as I gently rubbed her thighs with my hands. I gently pushed her legs apart and moved in between them. She started to repeat herself but I brought a finger up to her lips and hushed her. Then I slid my finger down and pulling her bottom lip slightly and then leaned forwards to kiss her again. My hand continued down to the top button of her shirt. She gasped and moaned into my mouth as she shuddered against me. I felt her arms gently come up to wrap around my shoulders. I fumbled with the first button on her shirt. Even though I had just cum a few minutes ago I was still horny enough that I could probably have another go. 

She pulled me closer to her and moaned into my mouth. I smiled as I kissed her and then pulled shirt open, buttons flew everywhere. She pulled back and looked at me astonished.
"Don’t worry babe I’ll fix it later" I said and kissed her again. I pulled her shirt off and threw it off the deck and buried my face between her breasts. She moaned and I felt her hands slid down and come to rest on my ass. I reached down and pulled her belt off. Suddenly I found myself on my back. Alison was sitting on top of me and smiled down at me.

"You are going to regret this," she said smiling. She bent down and kissed me hard on the lips. Her hands wandering up to my breasts. I let out a small moan as she fondled my breasts. She slid down and sucked my tits into her mouth. I arched my back and whimpered as she slowly slid two fingers into my hard tits. Soon I thrashing about and moaning loudly. My body shuddered and jerked as my second orgasm in the last fifteen minutes tore its way through my body. 

Alison pulled her fingers out of me and showed me her juices slick on her fingers. She smiled and put them in her mouth, gently sucking her fingers clean. She slowly kissed her way down my stomach and in between my legs. She continued kissing her way down my thighs stopping around my knees then started her way back up. I moaned and shuddered as I felt her mouth getting closer and closer to my dripping wet well-fucked pussy. Suddenly I felt her tongue slid along my slit and I jerked. She smiled and looked up at me as I moaned my head off. Suddenly she sucked my clit into her mouth and began sucking. My hips lurched forward I arched my back in pleasure. I must have been screaming but I was so blinded by pleasure that I didn’t notice. Because she threw my towel at my face blindly, I grabbed it and pressed it against my face. Soon I was thrashing about madly as an amazing orgasm ripped through my body. 

I pulled the towel away from my face and gasped for breath. Alison showed no intentions of letting up. She let go of my clit and slipped her tongue deep inside of me. She desperately slurped up every drop of my cum. I yelped and bit viciously back down on my towel. I came again and again as she continued to eat me out. Soon I had stopped moaning and lay there twitching, as my spasming pussy.

 She pulled her face away from my pussy and pulled herself up to lay next to me. We were both panting and next thing I know we’re both laughing our heads off. She rolled over and kissed me passionately. I pressed my lips back against hers and held her close.

I hoped I still had enough fuck left in me for tonight. If not it was going to take a lot of explaining. I vaguely remember Alison picking me up and carrying me inside. I smiled and lazily sucked on one of her tits. She sat down on the couch and held me against her until I fell asleep.

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There weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...

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Art of Pleasure Ch 01

My name is Lynette Adler. I’m 26 and I live in New York City. I’m a curator at the Guggenheim Museum of Art. I love doing what I do and all, even though it has gotten kind of boring. My home life was also boring, my husband Derek, a Xerox salesperson, and I had a very large rift in our 6-year old marriage. All that plus my overprotective, overbearing mother lives with us. My life with my mother had been volatile since my father had died. He died when I was 13. I managed to do extremely well...

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Art Part Two Ch 12

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The Greatest Lie Chapter 13 Does Life Imitate Art

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The Art Science of LoveChapter 7

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A Love Letter for Jean Martel

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A Love Letter for Jean Martel

Jean had short blonde hair and coke-bottle glasses, back before those glasses were cool. Jean's favourite movie was Labyrinth, or at least that's what she always said — she might have been joking. Jean wanted to be a musician, but could never decide what instrument she wanted to play. Jean wore boxer shorts. Jean's best friend was a starving artist named Angela, who I actually met only twice. Jean kept a small stack of black metal records under her bed, which she only played after breakups....

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The first time that I saw Violet Gable was on a warm Saturday afternoon at the end of March, when I decided to sit in Mount Vernon Square and admire the weather, as well as the young women just out of their winter coats. Needless to say, I had no idea that she was named Violet Gable. I was fairly sure from looking at her that she was somewhere between 18 and 25 (20, I eventually found out), and that she was a student at the Art Institute since it was nearby and she was using a...

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For the Love of ArtChapter 2

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Art Part Two Ch 09

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Phil sat in the waiting room with several other people. All seemed to be answering the want-ad in the student paper. 'Needed: 2 Models for Figure Drawing Class. Must be at least 18 and in good shape as classes may exceed 2 hours. Proof of age required. Payment: $50.00 per hour. Overtime for sessions over 2 hours. Classes meet Wed. and Fri., 3:00-5:00PM Apply in person at the Art Department main office Monday morning, 7:00AM. Swimwear or equivalent required.' An extra pair of C-notes a week...

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For my first story, a experience that happened in my last year at school (before Uni). I was still a virgin at the time (17). Names have been changed, but it is based on true events which happened a long time ago. I have taken some poetic license but mostly it is true.I was sitting in a darken room with about 20 other students watching a projector slide show of 20th Century art. Our teacher Mrs Ingley, I suspect, was a bit of a sex addict, because she showed lots of nude pictures and painting...

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My wife and a male co-worker had become close at work, just good friends she said, but for some reason I didn't believe her. Edith had never before given me any reason not to trust her, but there was just something about that friendship of hers that didn't seem right to me. It took a while, but the friendship between her and the man started to affect our home life. One or two nights a week she would come home late from work and she never hid the fact that she had been with him, but she...

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