Interlude
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Interlude 3
The hotel encounter was 4 weeks in the past. She had recovered from the evening, at least physically. Her head was still wrapped around what happened, and she found herself day dreaming back to that evening far too often…
She wonders what, if anything, is next.
It is Thursday afternoon, back at the office after another boring lunch. She checks her email. There’s a weird one. Opening it up, its from Southwest Airlines. It’s her confirmation for a flight to New Orleans Friday evening. What the hell? She doesn’t have any flight plans. But it is her name. Maybe just SPAM, or maybe someone is playing a joke. Oh well, too busy to mess with it now.
Ten minutes later, a ding. Opening up the email program, there’s a new one. This one’s from the Royal Sonesta, confirming her reservation. OK, what the hell is going on? Then, a light bulb goes off. It has to be him … doesn’t it?
Friday evening, 7:55pm, the wheels hit the runway at Louis Armstrong Airport. She doesn’t know what she’s doing here. She doesn’t know if it was him who set this up, or someone pulling a joke. Oh well, the ticket was paid for, and the hotel reservation was paid for, so if nothing else, she’s got an evening to get plastered and not worry about driving. Down the stairs to baggage claim, and there is a limo driver holding a sign with her name on it. Do I take it? What the heck. She had packed light – not knowing what was going on, and the heat of the season called for not a whole lot of heavy clothes.
Limo was a comfortable one, the 15 minute ride into the Quarter seemed to take forever. What is going on? She suspected, but didn’t know for sure. She did know that the anticipation was getting to her – hopefully the limo driver hadn’t noticed her nipples straining against the thin top she had worn.
Check in at the Sonesta, they’ve already got her in and hand her the key. The Presidential Suite! Well, this is certainly turning into something different. Up the elevator, round the corner, key into the lock, and the door swings open. Not the biggest suite she’s ever seen, but very nice. King sized bed, fan running slowly over it. She wheels her bag in, and swings it up onto the bed to unload it. Then she notices the bottle over on a table. Walking over, she notices that it’s blackberry wine. OK, it’s probably him. A few people know about me being hooked on the stuff, though. There’s a note.
‘Be at the front of the hotel at 10:15 sharp. Dress appropriately (you will find appropriate is in the dresser and closet).’
She walks over and opens the closet, and hanging there is a black dress. She pulls the hanger down, and holds the dress up to her frame in front of the closet door mirror. Slinky, smooth, spaghetti strap black cocktail dress. Knee length, fitted, very expensive. She looks at the tag. Nailed the size perfectly! She lays it down on the bed, and checks the top drawer of the dresser. Yep … definitely him …
A quick shower to clean off the trip, and she walks over in front of the full length mirror. OK, let’s see just what he’s picked out. Strapless bra, but with a twist. It’s a half cup. She hooks it up, turns it around, and pulls it up under her breasts. Perfect, she guesses … the cups stop right underneath her nipples. Lift, but no cover up. You dirty minded boy… There are no panties … OK, she wonders what that’s all about.
OK, where are the? Right there. Black, back seamed. She rolls them onto her legs, one at a time. Very smooth. She could see why he liked them, how they felt as her legs slid together. She took the dress, pulled it over her head, and let it slip down into place. A little wiggle to get it to sit just right. Where are the shoes? Oh, in the drawer. Pulling them out, she checks the size, again right on. They are beautiful black pumps, but they look like they’re at least 5 inches tall. She slides them on, and stands before the mirror. Yes, they’ll be a little awkward to walk in, but as she turns in front of the mirror she has to admit that they make her ass look awfully good!
10:12, time to go. Down to the lobby and out to the street. There’s the limo guy again, holding the same sign with her name on it. She smiles at him, he opens the door. She steps up as he holds her hand, steadying her on the tall heels. It is a ways up – it is one of those full sized Hummers – not the extra length job, but maybe twice as long as a normal one. It is black, of course.
The door closes, she sits, and he is sitting across from her. They just look at each other for 30 seconds or so, then he moves over in front of her on his knees. He puts his finger to her lips. Sshhh … Then he slides his left hand down the right side of her face lightly, moving it around to the back of her neck, and then pulls her towards him. Opening her mouth, she accepts his. A long passionate kiss … she moans and puts her arms around his neck as their tongues dance together. He breaks contact, pulls her head back. His tongue slides down her neck, down, slowly, finding its way directly between her breasts. He starts to move to one side, but pulls back. Her arms try to pull him back, but he moves back.
‘Not yet …’
She sits back, and notices that the limo is moving. He hands her a glass. ‘A little local flavor, I believe it’s called a hand grenade.’ She takes a big swig, and gasps. What the hell is this stuff? Tastes good, but my gosh. After another little bit, she can feel her head starting to sway just a bit already. It’s kind of pleasant. She takes another hard swig – this feels pretty good!
He reaches up and hits the switch to open the moon roof. He stands up, and motions her to join him. They are slowly making their way around the French Quarter. Despite being an off weekend, there are a lot of folks milling around. He reaches around her waist, at first just steadying her. ‘Kick off your shoes, it will be easier’. Thank goodness, at least she can drink more now without worrying about falling off the spikes. His reach slides down, until it is cupping the curve of her ass. With a squeeze, he turns her around and places his mouth over hers. Another long, deep, passionate kiss. He presses against her in the moon roof opening. She can feel his hardness through the flimsy material of her dress. She reaches down with one hand and grips, and then strokes his shaft through his pants.
‘I want that, please’ she pleads with him.
‘OK, but let me take care of something first. Enjoy the view, I’ll be right back’, he says.
She turns around, watching as they drive by some people on the sidewalk. He slides down back inside, to get a couple of drinks, she supposes. They pass by a couple of college aged boys walking on the sidewalk – they whistle at her, and throw some beads. Bad aim, she can’t reach them. She eyes them, and blows a kiss. The alcohol, the setting, her dress … she feels 25 years younger. If they only knew what was underneath this dress, they’d do more than whistle!
She gives a start as she feels his hands down around her ankles. They slide up slowly on the outside of her legs. Up her calves, past the knees, underneath the material of the dress. He’s pushing the dress up as he goes. Past the top of the thigh highs. They slide around to cup the cheeks of her ass. She gasps, and grabs the side of the roof opening to steady herself as his hands pull her to his face. Now she understood the lack of panties in his lingerie selection.
She leans backwards, thrusting her mid section out towards him as his tongue finds her clit. Lightly flicking it causes her to spasm. Her knuckles turn white as she grabs the metal. He moves down, his darting movements parting her lips. She is so wet there is no problem at all.
She pulls her right leg up and slings it over his shoulder. He has full access now. One hand still holds her cheek, while the other repositions, its fingers slowly moving inside of her moist pussy. She is impaled on his fingers, his tongue
is still flicking across her clit. She is holding onto the rim of the opening with both hands, grinding her womanhood into his face, all while trying desperately not to yell out to the people they are passing by on the sidewalk. His fingers slide in and out slowly, as his tongue continues its work.
With a shudder, she takes a hand and grabs his hair. She pulls him even harder into her, and starts to spasm. His fingers slide up all the way inside of her, pushing against her lips. The tongue flicks her clit ever faster. Now, she doesn’t care who is looking. Moans and stifled cries escape her as she orgasms. Once. He keeps at it. Twice. Her knees weaken, and she can’t stay up any longer. She collapses to the floor of the limo. He is sitting there, smiling at her.
‘Hi there … How ya’ been doing?’, he asks. Asshole!
After three or four blocks of heavy breathing to recover, she takes another swig of hand grenade. Wow …
He stands up in the roof, takes her hand and pulls her up as well. Still a bit unsteady, a combination of grenade and orgasm has her head feeling light. They are pulling up a side street next to the Sonesta, nose of the limo touching Bourbon Street. He moves behind her. Folks are milling around the limo and street, just normal Bourbon Street foot traffic for the middle of the evening. It’s fun to people watch, and to see what the gals (and some guys) will do just to get some plastic beads thrown down to them. A crowd of drunk bead throwers is on the second floor balcony across the street, hooting and hollering at the young ladies walking below.
His hands clasp the cheeks of her ass, and she feels him inching the material of the dress up. He gets the material up over her hips. She hears him unzip himself, and then feels him place his stiff manhood squarely between her ass cheeks. He then drops the dress material back down, so that even the people above can’t see exactly what is going on, though they may suspect.
He leans forward, and whispers in her ear ‘I think we need some beads’. What???
His hands reach around her, and slowly slide up from her waist to just below her breasts. They gently move over the fabric, teasing the nipples that are covered by the barest of material. Not that they needed any more reason, but they stiffen in reaction to his touch. His fingers gently swirl around the nipples. She pushes them forward against his hands, her breasts begging for more. He senses this, and squeezes both of them firmly, gently but strongly kneading them. He pulls the hands away, then flicks the tips of the nipples with the end of his index fingers. ‘Now that I have their attention…’
His hands slide up and fingers hook over the top edge of her dress. He pulls the dress’ fabric down, over the tips of her nipples, and hooks it under the cups of her bra. Before she even realizes it, her breasts are exposed.
Rather than the normal squeal and cover up with both arms, she reaches back and pulls him more tightly against her. The atmosphere … the people milling about … his dick pulsing against her backside … the lingering affects of the grenade. People, complete strangers, are looking at her intimacies, and she is giddy about it. Folks start to notice, the men (and women) on the balcony start pointing and yelling. Beads start raining down, most bouncing off the roof, but a few find their way inside. She grabs some of them and drops them over her head. Good heavens, she thinks. I haven’t done anything this crazy since … well, better to not think of that right now!
After a few minutes, he leans forward, slides the dress material up back into place. His tongue finds her ear, and after a couple of flicks of her earlobe, whispers ‘That’s enough for those perverts … the girls are mine for the rest of the evening …’
They retreat into the limo, gather themselves up, and depart it. Since the Sonesta is right there, the limo is released, the driver surely happy at the view he’s had in the mirror for most of the evening.
Entering the room, he excuses himself to the bathroom. She walks over and pours a glass of wine and takes a healthy sip (not that she needs any more alcohol, but can’t let it go to waste, can we?). She walks back over to the foot of the bed. He comes out of the bathroom, wearing a just a pair of sleep boxers.
She tosses her hair to one side, and looks back over her shoulder at him. ‘Want some of this?’ she asks in a deep, husky voice. At that, she pulls up her dress to waist height, and bends over the bed, placing both hands down to steady herself. The site causes an instant tent in his pants. ‘Is that a trick question?’ he replies?
He stands there looking at the incredible site. The heels cause her posture to stick her ass out provocatively. She’s bent over at the waist. Her butt is framed perfectly by the dress and the stockings. She moves her feet, spreading her legs just a bit.
‘Are you just going to stand there and whack off, or are you going to put that inside of me?’
He walks over to her, kneels down behind her, and runs his hands up and down her legs. He grasps her cheeks and squeezes them. He runs his tongue up the back of her thighs and over each cheek, then back down between them. He stands up, grabs her ass cheeks and spreads them, then places his cock right between them. She squeezes her cheeks together, and starts grinding them, massaging his member. He moans, then moves back just a bit and drops the head. It moves between her thighs, pressing upward on her moist lips. He moves back and forth a bit, slowly, using the shaft to open the lips. It is not difficult – she is so wet in anticipation that no lubricant is at all necessary. On one stroke, he pulls back a bit further, kneels just a bit to reposition the head, and then thrusts forward. She is impaled all the way. Normally such a thrust would be uncomfortable, but she is so aroused, so wet, that it slides right in to the hilt with no difficulty. She gasps, initially pulling forward away from him. Then she pushes back, ramming his member as far is as it can go. They just stay there for a few seconds, his hardness twitching inside of her.
She moves her feet back a bit, bracing herself against his onslaught. He starts thrusting away, very slowly at first, then gaining momentum. In and out … back and forth … she rocks back in rhythm to meet his thrusts, creating soft slapping sounds as her ass hits his belly. He grabs her hips, and pulls himself into her with more authority. Her ass cheeks ripple a bit each time he slaps against her. He speeds up, and then slows down. He then stops all together, just standing there with his member throbbing inside of her.
She looks back over her shoulder and asks ‘How’s the view back there?’.
‘Entertaining, but definitely PG-13!’.
After a few more thrusts, he pushes her forward onto the bed. Moving up on all fours, she kicks off the heels, and sticks her rear up into the air. He moves in behind her, and easily slides back in. She gasps, and rests in that position for a moment, savoring his thickness inside. ‘Stay still’ she moans, and then starts rocking forward and back on his shaft, massaging it with her pussy. She rolls her hips, changing the friction on the shaft as it moves in and out, causing him to moan in sympathy to her movements. He pushes his hips forward, placing the dick out as far in front as he can. She rides it back and forth, pulls her thighs together. She squeezes her muscles grasping at the head as it moves inside of her. She pounds back and forth, faster and faster, and then stops.
A short break … after all, neither is as young as they used to be. He reaches forward and grabs her shoulders. He pulls her back towards him, member still firmly in place. He gathers her long hair and pulls it to one side, then nuzzles up to her neck. Tongue lightly licking up one side of her neck, and down the other. He pulls her hair back with his left hand, turning her head around towards him. His mouth rests near
her ear. She can hear his heavy breathing as his traces the outline of her ear with his tongue, and nibbles at her earlobe.
He sits back on the bed, resting on his knees, pulling her with him. She is now sitting on his lap facing away. He reaches up and unfastens her bra, and slides it away. Her breasts are now free, not that they were exactly covered up before! He runs his hands down her back, then drags his nails up from her waist to shoulders, giving her a shiver. His hands continue up to her shoulders, then down to her arms. They gently, but firmly, grab hold of her arms about the elbow. He then starts moving hips, sliding his member in and out. She responds by grinding her hips into his lap some. He continues, building momentum. He pulls away and then slams back in, the slapping noises increasing as his flesh contacts her ass at the apex of each stroke. A short moan escapes her lips as each stroke hits home. He leans back, but holds her arms. She looks into the mirror over the bed’s headboard. She sees herself being held in his arms, sees her body jerk as each stroke hits home, sees her breasts bounce in sympathy, sees his face behind her. The look is almost as intoxicating as the alcohol that still runs through her system.
He slows, and moves up close behind her. He continues moving in and out, but reaches around with his right hand and finds her mound. He begins moving his finger over her clit, slowly at first, then increasing in speed as his thrusts again come faster.
He whispers in her ear ‘Do you want to cum?’. ‘Please, please, please …’ she begs.
He roughly pushes her over onto her back, then pulls her legs apart. He moves up over her, and places the head of his dick right on top of her clit. She can’t stand it, and grabs his shoulders. She tries to pull him into her, but all he does is slowly move up and down, dragging the head over her pleasure spot.
‘Do you want to cum?’. ‘Now, please … give it to me right now.’
He pulls back, then suddenly plunges in. Her breath is taken away as he hits bottom, dick as far inside of her as it can go. He pauses, and then withdraws almost all the way out. Then back in slowly. Back out, a little faster. Then into rhythm, in and out, up and down. His thrusts are quick and deep now. She grunts each time he goes into the hilt. Her legs are wrapped around his torso, trying to pull him in even further. Her arms are wrapped around his shoulders in a bear hug – there is no way he’s going to stop again!
‘Are you ready to cum yet?’ he asks. ‘NOW, YOU BASTARD’ she spits back through clenched teeth.
He moves up, feet and hands holding him off of her body, except for their locked organs. All of his weight is focused on pressing into her. He grinds away – now it’s not in and out, but side to side, not leaving contact with her clit. She starts, feeling it well up from inside of her. She feels it growing, spreading out from her pussy. The warmth, the tingling takes control of her whole body.
It has complete control of her now. Her body seizes in spasm, short panting squeals escaping from her lips. Her arms and legs pull at him so hard it is painful. She is locked up for what seems hours, though in reality just seconds. It starts to subside. She loses all strength. Her body relaxes, melts back into the bed. Her arms fall, her legs uncoil themselves from his torso and fall to the sides of his. His rock hard member remains inside, twitching now and then, reacting to the spasms of her muscles. She is on the verge of passing out from the intensity of the orgasm.
Minutes later, she starts to recover, breathing down to a more or less normal level. She looks at him – ‘Your turn now’ ….
She rolls out from under him, then pushes him over onto his back. She slides up next to him, head resting on his chest. She wraps one stocking clad leg over his, and slides it up and down, It feels so good … the swishing sound the fabric makes … She touches his chest, then moves her hand down to near his member, which is still hard, but not as raging as it was a few minutes before. She slides by it, and gently cups his sac. She rolls the balls around, being mindful that they are oh so tender. She feels the skin tighten under her movements. She moves her hand up and grasps his shaft at the base. She tightens her grip on it, gives a sinister little laugh, and says ‘This belongs to me!’.
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Spells-R-Us:Job Hunt by Devers The old man smiled as he heard the familiar tinkle of bells over the old stores wooden door. He looked up to see two young men walking through the door. "Why hello Brent, James, how are you guys this evening"? The two young men looked at each other and at the old man, then Brent went to say "how did you know that", but was cut off by the old man. "I know lots of things, have you looked around my shop I am a wizard, and I know you two gentlemen...
I had my first sexual experience after one of my parents’ parties; not only was it my first time having sex, but it was also the first time that I fucked a BBW AND the first time that I was with someone with both tits AND a cock. Let me explain. Mom and Dad often had small parties at our house, and so I was exposed to a variety of people who were usually drunk. My own mother and sisters were skinny, but for some reason, I was always attracted to very large women. One of their friends was a...
Hello everyone fantasies this is rishi kapur from Mumbai.The story I’m going to narrate is a fictional fantasy story.You might ask me why don’t I have a real one,so no buddy I don’t have then why are writing even fantasy, because real life is boring, you can’t be a free minded person in a society you cant do much living in a society you have certain restriction and limits and laws and expectations.So what we do watch fantasy contents fantasy books films everything.So here it’s a fanatsy kam...
Football practice could not end soon enough for John. Kari was waiting for him in the hallway outside the locker room door. As he exited, she ran to him, taking his hand and almost skipping down the hall. John could not help but notice. "Wow, you're in a good mood." Kari nodded affirmatively, "Uh huh. I missed being with you." They laughed and joked with several others as they all walked to the parking lot, but once in his car, Kari moved next to him. She didn't say much on the short...
I’m kinda fed up with my boyfriend. He plays video games all day long, no entertainment for me, and lately we barely even have sex. One day I came home and his friend Bill was there playing video games with him. I thought he was cute so I started flirting with him. He said he’s into me but doesn’t want to get in trouble with my BF since they’re friends. Whatever! So I just went upstairs to rub one out. The next day I came home and surprisingly the couch was empty; BF wasn’t...
xmoviesforyouPlease be sure to read My (Much) Younger Co-Worker to get the full benefit of reading this story. Billy answered my thoughts when he said “Your little boy needs a Daddy too.” Wow, what a turn of events. I just had the best sex I'd had in years, with my gorgeous 22 year old co-worker Abby, when her older brother appears. Earlier in the evening, I had met him, sort of, when I peeled him off her, thinking he was accosting her. They set me up to see how I would react, and Abby's reaction surprised...
IncestI met Nan on a subscription alternative dating site. Her posts and private messages blatantly communicated she was into dominating men and women but also into transformations. I had been crossdressing in private, sexual settings for a few years which often involved strap-on play but never with a man. In fact, I had never even performed oral sex on a man but was really curious - I just wasn’t sure how to go about it or if I was truly ready.After only a few private messages about how I would love...
CHAPTER 6 WEDDING PARTY TIME AN ORGY OF SEX: Cindy slowly came awake, opening her eyes just long enough to establish that she was in the king sized bed in her hotel suite in Santa Barbara.. The past 24 hours had been a sexual blur. Things had happened so quickly that she still wasn’t sure how she had gotten into the incestuous, non-stop sex situation that she found herself in. She had gotten so hot and out of control, that she thought that she’d been drugged, and...
Helen and Kailynn dragged Arrian up the stairs. Once inside Helen and his bedroom, they put him down on the bed and sat on either side of him. "Arrian, your sister and I have been talking, and there is something we need to tell you." "Okay, is something wrong? Do you still find my relationship with Helen disturbing, Kai?" Kailynn feverishly shook her head. She took one of his hands in her hands while Helen did the same with the other. "Arrian, your sister is in love with you...
Fallon lays in the middle of the bed watching Roarke get dressed. At every turn of his sleek muscular body she feels herself getting more and more wet, by the time he has one of his boots laced she feels her loins burning for him. Getting up as if to get his other boot tied for him, she kneels in front of him and starts unlacing his ties that hold his trousers up. At first he just sits there stunned. But relaxes a little as she slips her hand inside to grasp his flaccid member. Roarke had...
JennyI met Jenny after my first marriage dissolved. I was in my mid-thirties and new to dating. Since the 80’s the home computer had become common and people were talking in chat rooms, yahoo groups and other places. This was before Myspace and Facebook. I met Jenny through a cousin of mine. She was a distant relative of his. We talked and I’m sure she noticed me staring at her breasts. She was married, around 21 and had recently had a c***d. She was blond, about 5’8” pretty, thin with...
Halfway through the night her phone dinged. Abigail grunted and shuffled her legs, getting more comfortable beneath the downy white comforter. With a soft sigh, she settled back into slumber. Outside the crickets chirped merrily and the sound of the ocean lapping beneath the boardwalks and docks lulled her again. Peace, quiet, tranquility. Abigail smiled and snuggled deeper into the goose down pillow. Another ding had her opening one bleary eye to frown at the glowing phone on the nightstand...
Love StoriesMay 1984, Chicago, Illinois “Hello?” I heard Kara’s voice calling from the foyer. Jackie and I had prepared lunch and were sitting in my office waiting for Kara to arrive. I got up and went to greet her. “Hi Kara. Lunch is ready,” I said. “Good. I’m famished!” she said, flashing me a smile. We exchanged a hug and she and I went to the kitchen. She and Jackie greeted each other and I got the pot of soup from the stove and brought it to the table. The three of us chatted during lunch, but...
Hey! Dear fellow ISS readers and writers I can’t tell In words how much ISS has been an support for me over the past four years of my shagging life and being responsible for my amazing first sex experience. This story happened the past week and I couldn’t resist from sharing it here. Please read the story and contact me at for any comments and requests. I am living in Chennai since birth with my father, mother and my maternal grandfather. We are a normal family and we have an awesome...
Hi ladies, thank you for your beautiful replies and happy to hear that, your pussies went wet while reading my story. A small introduction before we move further, myself night rider (nightriderforubabes) from hyderabad, any unsatisfied lady from hyderabad want to have a satisfied secret relation can contact me at , I am just a mail away from you hotties. Guys please dont ask for my babes contact details or pics, I cant and I will not, so without any further late, lets jump into the story. After...
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A couple of weeks ago I put a video of me masturbating into my sister's boyfriend's camera. I knew Austin saw it. When he came here he took his camera and left to stay at his house for a while. I imagined him shocked, not knowing what to do, but then slowly realizing how much he craved me, wanting my body, and wanting to taste every last area. I loved thinking of him jacking off to it, uploading it onto his TV. A full screen of me screaming "Austin" and licking off his cum and mine mixed. I...
Oral Sex"Shit," I whined, hitting my hand. "Why did I break up with Shawna? She wanted to be with me, and I wanted her. I just let the fear of our parents finding rule out the possibility. How do I win her back?" I questioned, walking back and forth.I couldn't figure it out to save my life, but I tortured myself frequently. I had her on my mind as if she plagued it. I just pictured her naked with me making sweet love to her.I moaned and even placed my hand on my cock. I scrubbed it right through my...
Incest"Green Acres VI" "It hurts, owwww, owch!" Dale grimaced painfully as Mrs. Foster using the medical adhesive solvent carefully peeled away the last breast form from Dale's chest. "Those things hurt, they make me itch, I don't want to wear them anymore. And look, they're making my chest swell too!" Dale gasped as he looked as his chest noticing the budding breasts and the enlarging nipples and areolae never once realizing that Mrs. Foster had been putting hormones in his food and...
Cali came to the drugstore early the next morning so they’d have time for a soda before going to scooter’s-ed classes. Juli told her all about meeting Darin and how big his cock was. She told her about her making money sweeping and sucking cocks with the local shop owners too. “You didn’t let them have that sweet cherry, did you?” “No way, we both know I’m saving that for the highest bidder. I want lots of money like you get.” “We’ll get it for you too, Baby.” Laci met Juli as soon as...
THIS HAPPENED IN 2015An old friend, Angela, got in touch after a good ten years, she’d been married and her husband died 4 years ago, and she asked me if I wanted to go to some gigs again. Years ago we used to go and see live Rockabilly music around the County, but that was it. I shagged her in 1976 when we were both single but not recently.This particular Saturday she rang me and asked if I fancied a concert 40 miles away. Donna and I discussed it and she said “Go if you want she’ll probably...
This is a short romantic story about connecting, disconnecting, and all of the elements that come into play when two people fall madly in love. If You Get This Message Part 1 (c) 2002 Deanna Lea Monday, March 1st Hello, my name is Deanna and I have a story to tell you about an amazing thing that happened to me last year. To be totally up-front, I need to tell you that I am a post-operative transsexual. Ten years post-op, living totally as a woman. And I couldn't be...
On November 2, a date I'm not likely to forget, the day before we were to mount up for the long trip down the coast, I spied a lovely young woman, a real heart stopper, being carried through the streets in one of those fancy sedan chairs. I wish I had not. She glanced my way and smiled before hiding behind a frilly fan. Her smile promised things I was always thinking about. She had hair the color of spun gold and as classic a profile as any I had seen depicted in images of Greek or Roman...
Arlie got back from the ballpark Tuesday night just after eleven. A few minutes later, Dan Preston drove up and, looking a little embarrassed, rang the doorbell. Arlie knew who it was and why he was there, but he motioned to Susan to allow him to answer the door. "What in blazes are you doing here at this ungodly hour?" he said. If he expected Dan to retreat in confusion, Arlie had to be disappointed. "C'mon! You knew I was coming by tonight." "I did?" "Of course you did. I'm...
Roger managed the company sales group and it was a high-pressure job. Without sales, the company would fold. He knew and so did all the people that Roger hired.Roger knew that the sales job depended on him hiring the best people and since the business was a tool manufacturing distributor, he knew he had to think outside of the box.“Sex sells,” was certainly the thinking of the time-period. Roger was given a lot of leeway by the company CEO, who told him he could do anything to sell the products...
OccupationsI awoke the following morning lying on my back with Rosalia’s head on my chest and a leg thrown over my groin. I was completely refreshed after one of the most restful nights I’d had in a very long time. Rosalia and I had made love, twice, before cuddling together and falling asleep. The first was quick and passionate, the second was long and loving. Lying there this morning, I took a couple strands of her silky hair and used it to tickle her nose. She brushed it away as if it were a fly. I...
Dear Dirty Diary,The following Friday, at precisely 6 pm, our doorbell rang. I greeted two young women, dressed in dark trench coats but when the Russian sounding blond spoke, “How do you do you, Laura,” I realized it was duty nurse Jennifer and she’d brought an assistant along. I ushered the two upstairs, noting their white stockings as they reached the second floor.When Doug spun around in his chair to greet them, “Oh, the pair of you came!” just before he bit his bottom lip anxiously. After...
She breathed deeply, her heart pounding and her clit throbbing. He was bent over in front of her, submissive, his perfect ass displayed for her viewing pleasure, pink smooth and begging to be licked. She couldn't resist, panting slightly she bent, gently running the tip of her tongue up the slight ridge in the center of his perineum, he moaned and arched his back, rocking back slightly, eager for her tongue to find its goal, to tease it open and relaxed. She slowed, smiling at her power over...
I've just spent the night with Ann - a very sexy married mother in her early forties. I was a virgin until yesterday - until Ann greeted me at the door naked. She led me to her bedroom where I enjoyed my very first fuck - a fuck that blew my mind and one that caused Ann to pass out. Whilst Ann was out to it, her 24 yr old daughter Megan took over and furthered my sex education for the next couple of hours. Ann did wake up not long after Megan and I started to fuck - she left us alone, but not...
He stood in his garage, looking over the machine when his Woman came in from the sunroom. A lot of time, and a large amount of money had gone into it. Not that the money meant anything to him since he had won the lottery. It had been one of the biggest jackpots in the lottery’s history. He was set for life now, retired at age 55 with an after-tax income of over $2,000,000 a year for 25 years. His Woman had been with him since before the money, she truly loved him, the money just meant that they...
"Power."That is all he said. I was confused. Power? What did that have to do with anything?Mark finished his Bacardi. And so did I. I went to the kitchen to get us another round, swaying my ass from left to right, feeling really confident."Very good. Now take a seat and sit that fine ass of yours down. I’m going to give you a quick lesson in psychology.""Psychology?" I asked, surprised.I had no idea what he meant with that, so I took a chair and sat down."I want you to know how it will be...
InterracialA Chastened, FL Tale My name is Willie, but everybody calls me Slim on account of how skinny I am. I’m a 34 year old Negro, gainfully employed in two occupations. One being song writer. Yes, I’m the guy wrote Come Back to Me, Baby and Hotter than Hot; and the other being Stage Manager at the Chastened Theatre Ensemble, here in downtown Chastened, Florida. I was born and raised here, never left but the one time to fly out to Los Angeles to collect my Grammy for wrote Come Back to Me, Baby and...