Babette
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BRRRRIIIIIINNNNG!
‘Shit,’ I muttered to myself. ‘It never fails! Every time I get in the shower!’
With that, I jumped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, heading for the phone.
‘Hello,’ I panted after running half naked through my house, picking up the phone, and dripping water all over the floor in the process.
‘Hey. What’s up?’ a feminine voice asked.
‘Oh, hey Jen. I’m just about to have a shower.’
‘What are you doing tonight?’
‘Uh, nothing. Why?
‘I’m bored. You up for some foozeball?’
‘Sure. If you’re up for getting your ass kicked again.’
‘Hey Mr. Cocky! You better watch out. I’ve been practicing.’
‘Sure, sure. Just remember to bring the case of beer you owe me from last time.’
‘Yah, yah. I’ll be there around eight.’
‘Okay. See you then.’
I hung up the phone and made my way back to the shower. Playing foozeball wasn’t my idea of a good way to spend my Saturday night, but I didn’t exactly have anything else to do. Besides, Jen and I always have fun.
As eight o’clock rolled around, I pulled the foozeball table out, put on some music and began to wait. I had known Jen for a couple years and I didn’t remember her ever being on time.
True to form, as it neared nine o’clock, the doorbell rang. Before I could answer, the door opened and Jen marched in, pushing a case of beer into my arms.
‘Here asshole!’ she said jokingly. ‘This will be the last time I’ll ever have to give you anything.’
‘Whatever you say princess,’ I answered sarcastically.
I had to admit Jen looked good. She was wearing a pair of low-riding jeans with a studded belt that allowed the crack of her ass to peak out over the top. The little black top she was wearing would have been more suited to a nightclub than a foozeball game but I wasn’t complaining.
‘You’d better put those in the fridge.’ Jen said with a wave of her hand. ‘We wouldn’t want any warm beer would we?’
‘We?’ I asked. ‘Who said you’re getting any bitch?’
Jen opened her mouth in mock surprise. We joked around like that all the time so it wasn’t unusual for us to trade insults.
‘You’re the one that will be the bitch tonight,’ she countered. ‘My bitch!’ ‘Dream on. Let’s play.’
I took out a couple beer and put the rest in the fridge before making my way over to the table. Jen was waiting, tapping her fingers impatiently and glaring at me with her dark, almond shaped eyes. I tossed her a beer and raised my own.
With a final ‘Good luck’ we started to play.
Jen and I were starting to make our foozeball games a weekly tradition, with me winning every single time. We would always wager something which is why my fridge is usually well stocked with beer. In all fairness, however, it was my foozeball table.
I won the first two games easily and downed two beer in the process. Jen was taking it a little easier on the booze but was still drinking her fair share.
‘I have to admit,’ I said after scoring the game winning goal in the second game. ‘You are getting better.’
‘Gee thanks,’ she drawled. ‘Just drop the ball.’
‘Are you sure you want to keep going? I usually get better as I drink more.’
‘Best of seven series bitch! It’s not over yet!’
‘I think so far, you’ve been MY bitch.’
My final comment shut Jen up and we began our third game. Ten minutes later I was up 3-0 and Jen was head for the fridge to grab another beer. ‘So where’s Carrie tonight?’ Jen asked, speaking in a baby voice as she spoke my girlfriend’s name.
It was no secret that Jen disliked Carrie, as she always seemed to dislike my girlfriends.
‘She’s out with her friends,’ I answered.
‘Uh oh! I bet she’s getting fucked right now!’
‘Settle down,’ I said dryly. ‘Why would she go out to get fucked when she has this waiting at home?’
Jen let out a laugh.
‘I’m just k**ding,’ she giggled.
‘By the way,’ I began. ‘Where’s Kevin?’ referring to her significant other.
‘Same.’
I gave her a look of concern in an attempt at teasing her in the way she had teased me.
‘Don’t even say it!’ she blurted out. ‘He’s not a cheater.’
‘What ever you say,’ I said with a smile.
‘He’s not.’
‘Okay.’
‘Fuck you!’ Jen said, half laughing and tossing a bottle cap at me. ‘Let’s play. I’m just getting warmed up.’
I took it easy on her that game and she managed to squeak out a meager victory.
‘Three to one, bitch!’ she howled, dancing with excitement.
I could tell she was starting to get buzzed. Surprisingly it was making her play better however and after she grabbed another drink we jumped into our fifth game.
‘Hey,’ I said halfway through the game. ‘How come we never hooked up?’
‘What?’
‘Why didn’t we ever get together and… you know.’
‘Fucked?’
‘Yeah.’
I was always impressed my Jen’s bluntness.
‘Well,’ she said, cocking her head to the side as if in deep thought. ‘I guess I don’t like ugly guys.’
‘Ouch!’ I said cringing. ‘That hurt.’
‘Just k**ding,’ she returned. ‘We almost did. Don’t you remember?’
‘You mean…?’
‘Yeah. Halloween. The night we met. I kind of wanted you.’
‘Really?’ I asked as I scored another goal.
‘Yeah. After we danced you probably could have taken me home.’
Although I already knew everything she was telling me it was strange hearing her say it. The fact was that I wanted her that night as well.
‘I guess I missed my chance.’ I said in a over the top, resigned tone.
‘You sure did.’
We had become friend soon after that night and stayed ever since. Except for the occasional flirting nothing had gone on between us.
‘Oh well,’ I muttered. ‘I don’t think you’re dirty enough for me anyway.’
‘Excuse me?’
‘You heard me.’
‘I think I could handle anything you could give me.’
Our conversation was starting to turn me on but I let the subject drop. Jen ended up winning that game which brought our total to 3-2 in favor of me.
‘So you really think I’m not dirty enough?’
It was obvious that Jen wasn’t ready to let the subject drop.
‘I didn’t say that. I said you’re not dirty enough for me!’
‘I think you would be surprised.’
Her response peaked my curiosity and I took the bait.
‘Okay, what’s the dirtiest thing you’ve done?’
‘I’m not telling!’
‘Oh come on! You can’t say something like that and then not tell me.’
I had to admit I was very curious as to what Jen had experienced. Although we joked around about sex all the time, we never really talked about it seriously.
‘I’ll tell you what.’ she said. ‘If I win this game I’ll tell you.’
That’s not fair! I…’
Jen cut me off by raising her hand.
‘That’s the deal. Take it or leave it.’
Needless to say I took a dive and we were soon tied at three games a piece.
‘Okay, let’s hear it.’ I said after admitting defeat for the third time that night. ‘And this better be good.’
‘Okay, okay, Jen said, fidgeting with the handles on the foozeball table. ‘Remember when I went to Mexico last year?’
‘Yeah.’
I leaned in closer, anxious to hear the story.
‘Well I met a couple Australian guys. We hung out a few times and stuff.
‘And…’
On my last night there I had sex with both of them.
‘Wow,’ was all I could say.
After a few moments to collect my thoughts I began to drill her for details.
‘Did they take turns or do you at the same time?’ I asked, trying to hide my growing erection.
‘Same time.’
‘You slut!’ I said laughing. ‘I would never have guessed!’
‘Hey!’ Jen answered, trying to sound hurt. ‘I was really d***k!’
‘So they spit roasted you?’
‘Spit roasted? What the hell do you…. Oh I get it. Yes. They spit roasted me.’
‘Does Kevin know about this?’ I asked, continuing my interrogation.
‘Of course not. How would you feel if Carrie told you she got double teamed?’
I was still too shocked to think about anything other that my friend getting fucked like a cheap whore.
‘Did they DP you as well?’
‘DP?’
‘Yeah. Double penetration. In the pussy and ass at the same time.’
‘In my ass!? Yuck. No, I don’t do that!’
‘What? Not at all?’
‘Nope.’
‘So you’ll get spit roasted like a dirty porn star but you won’t even try it in the butt?’
‘It just doesn’t appeal to me.’
‘Have you ever tried it?’
‘No.’
‘Then you never know. You might like it.’
‘I doubt it.’
‘I told you you’re not dirty enough for me.’
‘Oh yeah? And how many girls have you fucked in the ass before?’
‘A few.’
‘Really?’
‘Yeah. It’s the best.’
‘Maybe for you.’
‘Hey, the girls enjoyed it too!’
‘Yeah, I’m sure they did.’
I let the subject drop, but unfortunately my dick did not. As we started the next game I found myself staring at Jen, imagining her on her hands and knees sucking some guy’s dick while she gets fucked from behind. In fact I was so distracted that she managed to score a few goals before I realized what the score was.
‘You’re looking a little shaky,’ she said after scoring her fifth goal of the game. ‘Did you drink a little too much?’
‘I don’t think that’s it,’ I responded.
Jen tossed back her lustrous brown hair and flashed me a smile before scoring another goal.
I let go of the handles and began to rub my wrist which was starting to get a little sore.
‘Oh, poor baby,’ Jen cooed. ‘It’s probably all that jerking off you do.’
Little did she know that she was going to be the subject of my masturbatory fantasies that night.
Although I tried my hardest, Jen scored a few more lucky goals and pretty soon I was down 9-0 and Jen was on the eve of her first victory ever.
‘So by the way,’ she said in a overly confident manor. ‘What are we betting?’
‘How about…If I win, I get to fuck you in the ass.’
Jen stared at me with those sexy dark eyes, a crooked little smile forcing it’s way on to her face.’
‘Sure.’
I was taken aback.
‘Really?’
‘Yep. If you win you can fuck my ass. But if I win, you have to wear a shirt that says ‘Jen’s bitch’ on it for a week.’
‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ I asked.
‘Absolutely. What are the chances you will win? I’m up nine to nothing!’
‘Okay,’ I said. ‘You’re on.’ With that I let the ball drop. Within five seconds I had a goal and Jen was giving me an evil smirk.
‘Don’t worry,’ I said. ‘I’ll be gentle.’
I scored three more quick goals and Jen was starting to look nervous.
‘No backing out now,’ I warned.
‘I know, I know.’
After the next goal, the smile was gone from her face. She anxiously sipped down the remainder of her beer before concentrating back on the game.
‘That’s it,’ I joked. ‘The more you drink, the better it will feel.’
‘You still have five more to go asshole,’ she countered as she dropped the ball.
‘It’s funny that you used the term ‘asshole.” I stated, blasting in another goal. ‘Since soon, I’ll be in yours!’
‘Fuck,’ she cursed. ‘It’s not fair. You keep distracting me.’
‘Don’t cry about it,’ I laughed popping in yet another goal.
As much as I didn’t want to wear a shirt that labeled me as anyone’s bitch, it was the prospect of fucking my good friend in the ass that was driving me on.
‘Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!’ she yelled as I scored my seventh.
I just laughed and we continued. After I shot in number eight I expected Jen to continue ranting, but to my surprise she didn’t say a word. She calmly retrieved the ball and dropped it back into the table. No sooner had the ball touched the surface then I had fired in the tying goal.
Jen dropped her head and banged it lightly on the table. My palms were sweaty with anticipation and I urged her to hurry up and drop the last ball. She looked up at me through her messy, but still sexy, hair and dropped the ball.
I fired it right away, but she caught a lucky bounce and saved what would have been the winning goal. She quickly shot it back and almost scored herself. I made the save and then waited, just holding on to possession of the ball as I looked at Jen and smiled.
‘I bet your ass is so tight!’
With that, I fired the ball into the back of her net.
Jen stood there dazed for a moment before she spoke.
‘Rematch?’
‘I don’t think so.’
‘Come on! I can’t let you do that. I have a boyfriend!’
‘You should have thought about that before you made the bet.’
‘But here was no way you could win!’
‘Apparently,’ I stated with an air of sarcasm.
Jen walked over and slumped down on the couch, dropping her head into her hands. I finished my beer and then joined her. After about a minute of contemplation she looked up at me.
‘I’ll give you a blowjob,’ she suggested.
I just shook my head. As nice as it would be to have Jen suck my dick, I’m sure it would feel much better imprisoned in the confines of her beautiful ass.
‘Fine.’ she resigned. ‘Let’s get this over with.’
‘Let’s go to the bedroom,’ I suggested.
Jen agreed and we made out way to my room. She looked nervous as she sat down on my bed.
‘Do we need any lube?’ she asked. ‘Aren’t you supposed to use lube?’
‘Sorry,’ I said. I don’t have any. I guess you’ll just have to suck it first.’
‘No way! You’re not getting a blowjob too!’
‘Okay then. What about condoms? Do you want me to wear one?’
Jen thought about it for a moment before answering.
‘Nah. Just do it.’
Suddenly I felt very uncomfortable. Jen took off her socks, tossing them to the side. As she started to undo her pants she looked up at me.
‘Aren’t you going to undress?’
‘I thought I’d just watch you first,’ I answered wryly.
‘Well, you thought wrong. Get ’em off!’
I let out a laugh as I pulled my shirt over my head. I wondered if I looked as nervous as Jen.
As I started to undo my pants, my eyes wandered back to my friend, who was sliding hers down her tanned, muscular legs. It wasn’t the first time I had snuck a peak at Jen’s body. She was the only person I knew who spent more time in the gym than me, and I could see it was paying off as I gawked at her legs and the tiny pair of black underwear adorning the area between them.
I slid my pants off and kicked them aside, trying hard to conceal the massive erection that was doing its best to pop out of the hole in the front of my boxer shorts. Jen was sitting on my bed, fidgeting nervously but looking cute in her little black panties.
‘Aren’t you going to take off your shirt?’ I asked.
‘I don’t need to take my short off to get my ass fucked do I?’ she snapped back.
The fact was, was that Jen was more than a little self conscious about her less than average sized breasts. I knew that was the case but didn’t press the matter. Besides, it wasn’t her tits that I was interested in.
We sat there for a moment, each not wanting to be the first to be completely exposed. Finally, without a word, Jen slipped off her panties and pulled her knees up to her chest as she sat there looking up at me. Taking her cue, I pulled down my boxers and stepped out of them to stand before her, completely naked.
‘Okay, ‘ she said. ‘How do we do this?’
‘The easiest way is if you get on your hands and knees.’
Jen moved to roll over but stopped and looked back at me.
‘Do you think we could turn the light off?’ she asked.
I shook my head.
‘I like to see what I’m doing,’ I replied.
‘Fine.’
I expected her to put up more of a fight, but to my surprise she complied with my wishes and rolled over, propping herself up on her hands and knees. I took a moment to relish the sight of my best friend bent over naked on my bed before climbing down behind her.
Gently, I placed my hands on her taut ass cheeks and pried them apart to expose her asshole to my view.
‘What the fuck are you doing?’ Jen scolded, reaching back to swat my hands away.
‘I’m just looking.’
‘Just do it.’
‘Are you sure you don’t want to suck it first?’ I asked hopefully.
‘Just stick it in and get it over with.’
‘Okay, but I don’t want to hear you whining that it hurts.’
With that, I placed the head of my dick at the entrance of her puckered little rosebud and pushed.
‘Owwwww,’ Jen yelped as the first couple inches disappeared inside her asshole. ‘Okay!okay!okay! I’ll suck it! Just take it out.’
I smiled to myself as I withdrew my cock from Jen’s ass. With little hesitation and to my surprise she promptly spun around and grabbed my dick in her tiny hand. With a final, resigned look my way, she pushed my cock past her lips into her mouth.
I threw my head back and moaned as Jen’s head bobbed back and forth on my dick, coating it with saliva. I wanted the blowjob to go on forever, but to my disappointment Jen backed off as soon as my shaft was good and wet, resuming the position on her hands and knees.
I spit in my hand for good measure and smeared it along her ass crack, rubbing my thumb into her hole for added lubrication. I then placed my newly glistening cock back at the entrance of her dark inviting hole and pushed.
‘Relax,’ I suggested, as the head of my dick slipped inside her.
Jen put her head down and exhaled as I felt her asshole’s grip on my shaft weaken considerably.
‘Good girl.’
My praise apparently went unnoticed as Jen remained silent. I pushed forward a little more, feeding more of my cock into her ass. Jen let out a quiet moan although I couldn’t tell if it was from pain or pleasure. I was about halfway in when I reached down and pulled her ass apart, treating myself to exceptional site of my best friend’s little pink butt hole hugging my dick. At that moment I only wished I had a camera.
‘You.. can put it in… farther now,’ Jen wheezed, through clenched teeth.
I complied and thrusted my hips forward a little more, burying another couple inches of meat in her ass.
‘Play with your clit,’ I suggested. ‘It will make it easier.’
Jen took my advice and reached back between her legs as I bottomed out in her asshole. My balls were pressed against her pussy lips, which I noticed were a bit moist. As I began to gyrate slowly, moving my cock in and out in small increments, I could feel the pace of Jen’s fingers increase.
‘How does it feel?’ I asked, picking up the pace.
‘It’s…okay,’ she stammered, obviously preoccupied with the area between her legs.
I was moving in and out with long, slow strokes as Jen became more comfortable. I gazed at her impossibly tight asshole as it repeatedly swallowed my cock. If not for my agonizingly slow pace I definitely would have cum already.
‘Oh Fuck Jen,’ I moaned. ‘Your ass feels so good!’
‘Your cock in my ass feels so good!’ she returned, as her fingers increased to a frantic pace.
I was surprised to hear Jen talk like that, but it was definitely a turn on so I encouraged her to continue.
‘Yeah, you like that?’ I asked giving her a light slap on the ass. ‘You like getting your ass fucked?’
‘Yes!’ she moaned through labored breaths. ‘Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my tight ass! Oh! Oh my fucking god! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna… Oh! Fuck! I’m cumming! I’m cumming with your cock in my ass…’
Jen’s voice trailed off as her orgasm subsided. She raised her head from the bed and swept the hair from her face.
‘That didn’t take long,’ I commented, continuing to slide my dick in and out of her anus.
‘Are you almost done?’ she asked. ‘It’s starting to hurt again.’
‘Just relax,’ I said. ‘I’m almost there.’
I increased my pace even more as Jen dropped her head down and bit her arm to keep from howling in pain.
‘Where are you going to cum?’ she asked, her voice muffled by her own arm.
‘In your ass,’ I replied bluntly.
‘No, you can’t do that!’
‘Okay then. I’ll cum in your face.’
Jen was silent for a moment before answering back.
‘Okay,’ she said quietly. ‘Do it.’
‘Where?’ I goaded.
I could feel the beginnings of that unmistakable feeling arise in my balls.
‘You know where!’ she shot back.
Tell me.’
‘No.’
I was getting closer.
‘Tell me!’
‘In my ass! Alright?! Cum in my fucking ass!’
On cue, I unleashed a torrent of hot cum into Jen’s asshole. I continued fucking her as I spurted stream after stream into her body. Jen through her head back and moaned loudly as my balls slapped violently into her pussy lips. After I had shot my last drop I continued sliding my dick in and out of her now slippery ass, causing my cum to ooze out from around my shaft and drip down onto my bed. As my dick became too sensitive I pulled it out of Jen’s well-fucked asshole with a lewd slurping sound.
Immediately, Jen collapsed to the bad and rolled over on her side, reaching back with a hand to touch her recently abused hole.
‘Owww! Fuck that hurt!’ She exclaimed, softly rubbing herself.
‘You liked it,’ I said snidely.
‘I did not! It was awful!’
‘Yeah? Is that why you were telling me how good my cock felt in your ass?’
‘Shut up. That was the heat of the moment.’
I just laughed.
Jen began to shift uncomfortably, pursing her lips up in a makeshift snear.
‘What’s wrong?’ I asked.
‘It feels weird.’
‘What’s that?’
‘The cum in my ass. It feels weird.’
‘Hey! Don’t let it drip out all over my bed!’ I ordered, half jokingly. ‘It’s your jizz ya know?’ she countered before reaching back to stroke her asshole again.
‘Fuck it hurts.’ she complained.
‘Aww, poor baby,’ I teased. ‘Do you want me to kiss it better?’
‘Yes!’ she responded, although I could tell she was joking.
‘Okay,’ I said. ‘Bend over.’
‘Uh, that’s okay,’ Jen stated deliberately.
‘Nope. Bend over. Come on.’ I said giving her a playful slap on the side of her ass.
‘Noooo,’ she whined, reaching for her panties.
With a lightning quick movement, I snatched her underwear from her grasp, holding them out of her grasp.
‘Hey, give those back!’
Jen rose up to her knees and reached out, but I dropped the panties behind my head and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her down to the bed.
Jen giggled and tried to squirm free, but I was too strong for her. Rolling her over, I pinned her face down on the bed. She was laughing, but her voice was muffled by my cum soaked bed sheets. I grabbed one of her arms and pinned it behind her back, completely immobilizing her prone, tanned body underneath me. I took a moment to gaze at her body before dropping my head to her ass. ‘Hey! What are you doing?’ she asked, half giggling.
‘I told you.’ I replied. ‘I’m going to kiss it better.’
With my free hand I pulled one of Jen’s ass cheeks to the side, exposing to my view, the tiny asshole that I had just violated. It looked a little red and swollen with a tiny rivulet of cum running from it.
‘No!’ she squealed. ‘You can’t do that! You can’t…Oh….Mmmm.’
Jen’s voice trailed off as the tip of my tongue flickered across her puckered little pink ring. She stopped resisting but I remained holding on to her arm as I lapped at her asshole.
Jen’s cries of protest turned to moans of pleasure as I planted a deep kiss on her butthole, surrounding it with my lips. I let her arm go free and she immediately reached back to grab her ass with both hands, spreading her cheeks wide.
I smiled to myself as I resumed licking. My best friend was fast becoming my own personal anal plaything!
‘Oh my god that feels good,’ she moaned.
I moved up, planting soft kisses up to her tailbone as I gently grazed a finger over her wet little hole, which was slippery with two of my bodily fluids. I pushed the tip of my finger inside her ass as she reached under to slide a finger into her pussy. When she didn’t protest, I slipped my finger in farther as her slippery little asshole swallowed me up to the knuckle. I could feel Jen’s own fingers through the thin wall separating her pussy and ass.
‘I want it again.’ she moaned. ‘I want you to fuck my ass again.’
‘Really,’ I asked, sliding my finger in and out of her butt on a river of warm cum. ‘I thought you didn’t like it?’
‘Just do it. Please! ‘Fuck my ass! Fuck my dirty little cum filled asshole!’
How could I resist.
Withdrawing my finger, I positioned myself behind Jen once again as she assisted by spreading her ass cheeks wide. I swiped a finger down her crack, collecting as much of my own cum as I could before slathering it all over my cock to use as lubricant. As the tip of my dick touched her sensitive ring, she grabbed me by the shaft and pushed her hips backwards, forcing my dick back inside the tight confines of her delicious asshole.
I was surprised, but pleased with Jen’s newfound aggression and scolded myself for not trying anything with her before.
She wiggled her hips as the remainder of my cock slipped easily into her slick little butt hole.
‘Mmmm,’ she moaned. ‘It feels way better with a little lube.’
‘Good thing I didn’t cum on your face then huh?’
‘Yes. I love the feeling of your cum in my ass. I feel so dirty! I feel like a… Like a whore!’
Jen was slowly grinding her ass backwards into me, urging me to fuck her. ‘Come on! Fuck me. Fuck me hard this time.’
‘Okay,’ I said. ‘You asked for it.’
With that I grabbed Jen’s hips and slammed myself into her, driving my cock deep into her tight little cum filled asshole.
‘Oh fuck!’ she squealed.
I smiled to myself as I withdrew only to drive back into her. Each thrust emitted a lewd squelching sound due to the liberal amount of jism I had recently injected into Jen’s hole. I looked down and marveled at the sight of my glistening cock sliding in and out of my friend’s impossibly tight butt hole. The movement of my dick was forcing some of my cum out of her ass, which squeezed out from around my shaft, dribbled down the back of her thighs and dripped down onto my bed sheets.
‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.’ Jen muttered as each thrust of my hips repeatedly buried the length of my cock into her well-fucked asshole.
Driving my hips down hard, I pinned her petite body against the bed, with my cock firmly embedded inside her. Reaching out, I took hold of her arms and held them in place as I slowly gyrated my hips, grinding my dick into her ass. The entire length of my body was pressed against the entire length of her body, the sweat from out skin forming a cohesive seal between us.
As I gyrated my hips, I kissed her ear before whispering to her.
‘Do you like it?’ I asked. ‘Do you like my dick in your tight little asshole?’
‘Yessss,’ she gasped. ‘I love it!’
I smiled to myself as I peeled my body off hers and propped myself up with my arms. Then, withdrawing my hips, I pulled my cock free of the confines of Jen’s impossibly tight hole.
‘What are you doing?’ Jen asked, looking back over her shoulder with a disappointed but confused look on her face.
Without a word I grabbed Jen’s petite body and flipped her onto her back. Then, hooking my hands under her legs I pushed her knees up to her head, exposing her ravaged asshole to my view. I smiled as I gazed down at her glistening hole, which was also becoming quite red and swollen.
‘Quite looking at it and fuck it!’ Jen ordered, grabbing her own ankles.
I snickered and dropped my head down between her legs.
‘What the hell are you….ohhhhhhh.’
Jen’s voice trailed off in a low sexy moan as my tongue touched her abused and stretched asshole. I circled her anus, running my tongue around her rim before sliding it inside.
‘Oh my God!’ she exclaimed. ‘That feels so fucking good!’
I pulled my tongue from her ass and quickly replaced it with my dick, which slid easily inside. Jen was holding her own legs by her head, splaying herself wide open for me as I resumed fucking her wonderful little hole.
‘You know, I’ve never done it this way before,’ I stated, sinking my cock up to my balls in her ass.
‘Well, don’t I feel special!’ Jen blurted back.
I smiled at her sarcasm and started fucking harder than ever before. I soon lost track of time as I concentrated on the feeling of my friend’s tight asshole swallowing my cock. Our new position gave Jen the perfect opportunity to play with her clit, and she released her legs to work at a second orgasm.
‘Oh fuck I’m going to cum!’ she gasped. ‘Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!’
I could feel myself getting close as well.
‘Where do you want me to cum?’ I asked, now frantically plowing her poor little asshole.
‘Fuck, I don’t care!’ she yelled. ‘On my face! Cum all over my fucking face! Cover me in cum! Ass fuck me and then cover me in cum!
Jen’s words must have had the same effect on her as they did on me, because soon she was screaming her way through her second anal induced orgasm of the night, as her asshole clenched around my cock.
While she was in the throws of her climax, I yanked my dick from her butt hole and lurched forward in an attempt to get closer to her face.
‘Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!’ she howled as the hot cum fired from my dick onto her pretty face, splattering her lips and chin, and dripping into her mouth.
I collapsed back onto the bed as Jen lay there panting. It took a few moments for both of us to regain our composure, and a few more for either of us to speak.
‘Well?’ she asked. ‘Was that dirty enough for you?’
I laughed.
‘How about double or nothing?’
Jen scoffed and reached down to gently stroke her severely abused asshole.
‘I think I need a few days to recover,’ she answered.
I just laid back and smiled. I knew that things would never be the same.
And I liked it.
The End
How I became Mistress Mischelle's maid babette sissy babs This is the beginning of a multi-part story that I am working on with my wife. She wrote the part "Mischelle's maid babette's training" and submitted it to Fictionmania. It was added on 7/24/2007. I suggest that you open up another Internet window and have that story ready but don't read it until the character in this story is reading it. After reading my wife's story then return to this one but...
Did you ever do something on the spur of the moment and have it change your whole life? I did. I have no idea why I did it or what even put the thought into my head. Just one or two seconds is all it took to change my life forever. My wife is what some might call pleasingly plump. At five feet, one hundred and twenty-five pounds (a good bit of it stuffed into her 34C bra) she is a voluptuous bombshell. Add long black hair that hangs down to her ass and legs that just cry out "fuck me" when...
"Elisabeth"By: EericBlog: abmwmw.blogspot.com***********************************************************************My name is John and I go to the West college, it's a rather small college. My girlfriend Elisabeth also goes to the same college.We met a little less than a year ago and have been dating ever since.I'm 22 years old.I am not what you would call an athlete, I have a rather skinny body.I'm really into computers so I help the teachers at the college withthe computer classes. I also...
My name is John and I go to the West college, it's a rather small college. My girlfriend Elisabeth also goes to the same college. We met a little less than a year ago and have been dating ever since.I'm 22 years old. I am not what you would call an athlete, I have a rather skinny body.I'm really into computers so I help the teachers at the college with the computer classes. I also help out with students who don't really care for computers and try to get them to use them more.My girlfriend...
Elisabeth - Part 2By: Eeric*********************************************************************It has now been a week since I saw Elisabeth doing those blackguys from the closet.And a few days ago I even caught her making out with Jamaal in the hallway at our college, right in the open.She told me that she was sorry, but I think that she wanted me to see it.I think it turns her on knowing that I'm watching her when she's with black guys.And even though I get very jealous, I really do love her...
As a young boy, to enable my parents to continue going to work without worrying about leaving me alone at home, each time the long school summer holiday came around I was packed off to the country to stay with a lady I called Auntie Bettie. Auntie Bettie and I were not related, she used to live next door to us with her husband and they were good friends with my parents. She moved away to the countryside after her husband was killed in a car crash but always stayed in contact with us and it was...
BECOMING MARYBETH My name is Marybeth Greene-at least that's what I prefer to go by. I have medium length dark hair, age appropriate, and am in my mid-60s. I'm kind of cute for my age, at least I think so. But I have a boyfriend so I guess I cant be too hideous. The reason I somewhat insecure is that I wasn't born Marybeth-my birth name is David, and my birth gender is male. However, I knew from a VERY early age that my initial classification was wrong. I think my mom knew it...
Hi, my name is Jay. I am 24 years old and I am born and raised in the Netherlands. I've been living on my own for about a year now. Before that, I lived with my dad and my stepmother. My dad got remarried seven years ago with Elisabeth, my stepmother. Elisabeth and me, always have had a good relationship, even though she is my stepmother. My dad is a project manager and was always making a lot of hours, so me and Elisabeth got really close in the years that I lived with my dad and her. Even...
TabooSeptember 29, 1984, McKinley, Ohio At the close of Vespers, Father Nicholas, I, and two acolytes left the altar. He completed the prayers which served as the Dismissal, then turned to the congregation. “One announcement,” he said. “Tomorrow, immediately following the Divine Liturgy, we’ll have a betrothal ceremony for Subdeacon Michael and Elizaveta Kozlova.” There were a few gasps, but otherwise, no real reaction because we were in the nave, where applause or chatter was completely...
In the fall of 1996, computer program software was exploding, and, as a freelance code chopper, I was raking in the bucks. So I was hard at it when 13-year-old Betsy walked in and cheerfully announced. “I just had my period, Daddy.” “Uh, aha, um, well… right. Did you use the stuff we bought?” “Of course; I’m not mentally challenged.” She grinned all over her plump, pretty face. “You know what this means, Daddy? Now we can really do it!” Oh boy. To be plain about it, my...
Betsy and I had been married for a little over twelve years. We were living the American Middle Class Dream. Three great kids, our own home, two cars in the garage — the whole bit. I had always thought that ours was the perfect marriage. I loved her and I'd always thought that she loved me, but I recently found out that my loving wife had a secret life — a life that cast doubt on whether she had any feelings for me at all. I'd be insulting Betsy if I said she was a stay at home mom who...
Chapter One My arms encircled Patrick’s shoulders from behind, and my nose nuzzled into the side of his neck. I left a kiss on his cheek as I pulled back and said, “Happy birthday, sweet thing.” Patrick was sitting at the breakfast table finishing a bowl of cereal. Our two young ones were already off to school. Morning sunlight spilled across the table, a red and rippled patch of it on the opposite side of Patrick’s juice glass, a deep shadow on the opposite side of his coffee mug. He turned...
Chapter One My arms encircled Patrick’s shoulders from behind, and my nose nuzzled into the side of his neck. I left a kiss on his cheek as I pulled back and said, “Happy birthday, sweet thing.” Patrick was sitting at the breakfast table finishing a bowl of cereal. Our two young ones were already off to school. Morning sunlight spilled across the table, a red and rippled patch of it on the opposite side of Patrick’s juice glass, a deep shadow on the opposite side of his coffee mug. He turned...
ReluctanceChris Marr’s all for Bet“Unghhhhhh! Unghhhh Ohhhh! Yes! Ohhhhh.”Bet held her husband close, her breath short, and felt his breath in her ear as he grunted his cumming. He went limp and lay, a dead weight, on her hot body.“Oh, that was beautiful, Baby,” he panted at last. “Still got the old oomph, Eh?”“Mmmm,” she said feeling the early tinglings of her own orgasm fade into the distance. “Can you just roll off me, love?”“Why?”“I got to go outside.”“Oh, dear. Old bladder not what it...
Tommy and Kathy were avid football fans. Every weekend during football season, they would be watching every game from that was on any channel, and then DVR the games that they could. Any game that they watched was sure to have a bet on the game. Most of the time it was a back rub or a foot massage. Sometimes if it was a big game, the winner got to choose the restaurant they went to, or had to do dishes every night for a week. The bets were started just to keep thing more interesting, and they...
FetishBett and I are an average couple in our early forties and we had been married just a little over sixteen years. Like in a lot of marriages of that length the sexual excitement had disappeared. I guess that after sixteen years of the same old thing we had gotten bored - maybe not of each other, but of sex with each other. A few years ago I had found a magazine in the seat pocket of an airplane and for the lack of anything better to do on the flight I sat back and read it from cover to cover....
Another story featuring the antagonist from my earlier story, "A Friendly Game of Pool". This story has taken a while to put together, and I'm still not sure if it really is finished. I'd like to continue the story in the future. Please let me know what you think with a comment. There are going to be some editing/grammar mistakes, I know. This is the fourth version of the story, so I think it's the most concise. "I Bet" by...
Let's make a bet By: Phoebos Edited by Marie7342231 This is my second story. I am trying to apply new ideas and think outside of the box. Any comments, suggestions, or if you would like to reach me for any reason you can email me at [email protected] My sister and I have a very special ability. We can enforce the condition of a bet on each other no matter what it is. Don't ask me how we got this power. All I know is that the two of us are the only ones who seem to be able...
Chapter 1 "Well, it looks like we got ourselves a Super Bowl!" Tom said to me, as we sat in my living room. Tom was Tom Jacobsen, my next-door neighbor. We were watching the final minutes of the NFC Championship game, as the Carolina Panthers were closing out their impressive victory over the Philadelphia Eagles. The Panthers played in Charlotte, which is where I lived. So, the city was going to go nuts at the Panthers being in the Bowl-and Tom had been a Panthers fan since the team had...
“You’d really do that?” Todd asked. “You’d give me a blow job if our basketball team wins tonight? And if we lose I will give you $50 right?”“Sure will, if you win that is. A bet is a bet, isn’t it?” Replied Angie. “Fact is I would be willing to give the team a blowjob if they could ever win a game” Angie added. “If you can pull it off tonight I’ll be ready to suck any cock that helps win the game. Oh, and be ready to pay up. Cause a bet is a bet. And I have a feeling I am going to win...
“You’d really do that?” Todd asked. “You’d give me a blow job if our basketball team wins tonight? And if we lose I will give you $50 right?” “Sure will, if you win that is. A bet is a bet, isn’t it?” Replied Angie. “Fact is I would be willing to give the team a blowjob if they could ever win a game” Angie added. “If you can pull it off tonight I’ll be ready to suck any cock that helps win the game. Oh, and be ready to pay up. Cause a bet is a bet. And I have a feeling I am going to...
Mike 45, und Chris 35 spielten spät in der Nacht in einem Luxushotel Poker. Beide waren im Bankwesen tätig. Die Beträge um die Sie zockten, fingen bei 1.000 Euro an. Mike hatte jedoch schon länger Geldprobleme. An der Börse hatte er sich verzockt. Bevor die Poker-Partie losging nahm er sich mit seiner Frau Bettina noch einen Drink an der Bar. Bettina fiel Chris sofort auf. Sie war 40, aber extrem attraktiv. Hatte dunkelblonde lange Haare und einen Busen mit der Körbchengröße von 75 C. Als die...
Crazy Betby Scorpio00155 ([email protected])***Two older women who might be called cougars, make a bet that could be called perverted. Wendy bets her friend Linda that she can seduce Linda's son before Linda can. Linda tries to prove her wrong. (MF, inc)*** "You are fucking crazy!" I said in disbelief as I stared at my best friend Wendy through wide eyes."Well you've always known I was nuts Linda," she grinned back at me "but are you on or not?""Jezzus!" I blurted. "Let me get this...
It all started with a bet. It was no secret between Stacy and I about my little kink. We had talked about it in the past, especially in bed after a long, hard session. No matter how much I tried, I kept coming back to the same fantasy. I wanted to watch. I know, I know it's weird, I was even a little weirded out by it, but there was no denying how much it turned me on or how much it turned her on... Stacy was gorgeous. Young, hot, nice tits and the best ass on the planet. Despite all this she...
CuckoldA BET IS A BET by Throne Darren and I had been pals since grade school. We had even remained buddies after he revealed his penchant for crossdressing. I wasn't thrilled about it, but he didn't dress that way when we were together, so it was acceptable. I had a good job in accounts analyzing. He had gotten into the costume department of a major movie studio. I'll admit that, because I'm such a movie buff, I was jealous of his opportunities to meet major stars. He never made a big...
My name is Rita. Holly and I have been friends for ten years. Like the others in the book club, we are both recent empty nesters in our mid-forties. Holly and I are good friends but have very different personalities. Holly is very outgoing and very adventurous. I would be what most would call a follower. I am quiet and shy.Just like several others in the club Holly and I would get together and discuss the books before the monthly club meeting.“What did you think Rita, did you get a little...
Wife LoversTwo older women who might be called cougars, make a bet that could be called perverted. Wendy bets her friend Linda that she can seduce Linda's son before Linda can. Linda tries to prove her wrong. (MF, inc)*** "You are fucking crazy!" I said in disbelief as I stared at my best friend Wendy through wide eyes."Well you've always known I was nuts Linda," she grinned back at me "but are you on or not?""Jezzus!" I blurted. "Let me get this straight, you're betting that you can seduce my son before...
Introduction I have been an anonymous reader of stories on this site for a long time and have really wanted to try and be a contributor. But I’m afraid my imagination isn’t as developed as many of the really good writers here. So for the past few months I’m very writing a story that is pretty much autobiographical. It probably isn’t as good or as adult as most entries here. But it has the benefit of having taken place. A couple of other notes… First, since it was so long I...
Introduction I have been an anonymous reader of stories on this site for a long time and have really wanted to try and be a contributor. But I’m afraid my imagination isn’t as developed as many of the really good writers here. So for the past few months I’m very writing a story that is pretty much autobiographical. It probably isn’t as good or as adult as most entries here. But it has the benefit of having taken place. A couple of other notes… First, since it...
ReluctanceThe Bet By RogerGirl Lainey and Ken entered the party and looked around. To the partygoers, they appeared as a hot couple of twenty-one year olds. Lainey was wearing a short tight minidress that showed off her long legs, firm ass, thin waist, and a generous amount of cleavage. Her face was expertly made up and her brown hair was long and styled to accentuate her features and frame her face. She was wearing a pair of six inch open toed heels and she was carrying a small purse in her...
Jeff had worked at the local pizza joint for a few years and had made a few friends. He had grown closest to Billy who was into gambling. Billy introduced Jeff to poker, craps and all sorts of table games. Billy had hosted a few trips to Vegas and eventually Jeff was a fan gambling but preferred table games. Jeff was too scared to make any major bets at the casinos, but when he played with Billy we was never too scared to double or nothing. He didnt feel the pressure of reality when playing...
“Hurry up,” Johnny shouted up at me.“I am going as fast as I can,” I shouted down the stairs. “What's the big deal?”One of his co-workers was coming to our apartment to watch a football game. I didn't see the big deal.“He's always on time,” Johnny said.As he looked himself in the mirror for the three-hundredth time, I came down the stairs. Staring at him, I shook my head at him.“Come here,” I said. I always had to straighten his hair, it was always a mess.“You're wearing that?” he asked.“Yeah,”...
InterracialKelle was fucked! Figuratively not literally. She had lost a bet. A huge bet. She had been out of the police academy for only six weeks and Kelle was desperate to fit in. Therefore, when a group of officers, all men, had invited her for drinks after shift, she had jumped at the chance. Now she regretted it. Big time! After far too many drinks, they had suggested a game. It was a simple dice game that every bar used to have. In addition, Kelle was good at it, or she thought she was. After a few...
ReluctanceMy husband is the one who got me started. Though I would never admit to anyone other than my husband that I read these stories and that they excite me, I never dreamed that I would be writing one.Truthfully the only reason that this whole thing happened and I am now documenting it, is because of my loosing a bet with my husband.Without giving too much of myself away, I will tell you that I have been with my husband for 24 years, I am 48 years old, and we have 2 grown sons, 18 and 20 years...
The Bet Prologue The envelope was unexciting. At first glance, the plain white exterior looked like it might be from the bank, or a sales company. Most likely it was just a bill, demanding money as such things do. On a closer inspection, however, the multitude of stamps on the front would reveal that this envelope had flown across the Atlantic from England. It definitely wasn’t a bill. The young woman who picked it up from the mailbox casually flicked her hair out of her eyes as she glanced at...
"How about that guy?"My girlfriend was pointing at a guy walking up to the door of the rest area. I'd lost a bet, and she takes paying off bets very seriously. I'd bet her that she couldn't get me off by giving me a blowjob in less than 10 minutes. I was so sure I'd win. See...she'd given me lots of blowjobs. And don't get me wrong, they all felt great! But I'd never come from one unless I sort of 'helped'. That is, if I thought about certain extra-kinky fantasies, or if I talked dirty to her,...
The Bet By Cassandra Morgan Hers was the perfect face. The dancing eyes. The plump, but not obscene, lips. The way the bangs of her blonde hair danced on her forehead. The white teeth. The dimples. Above all else, that heart-capturing smile Lauren Howard stood in the living room of the Kempers, still as beautiful as the day we were married. When she was around, no one noticed the other women in the room. There was just Lauren. She was the star of the show, the one whose eyes you...
[Netzfund] Wieso liegt Abou in Mami's BettbyAmelung©Abouadi John Obote, oder Abou, wie er stets nur genannt wurde, war während eines dreiwöchigen Namibia-Urlaubs unser liebenswerter, lustiger und immer gutgelaunter Barkeeper im jugendlichen Alter. Der smarte Afrikaner aus Windhuk sollte jedoch einige Wochen später unser bislang so geordnetes Familienleben vollständig auf den Kopf stellen...Anmerken sollte ich vielleicht noch, dass diese Reise nach Namibia unsere erste Fernreise war, die wir als...
“You’re an idiot,” Karen said, shaking her head and looking away from her husband. “How in the hell is going to a horse race a date night?” “It’ll be great!” Greg said excitedly. “You can get dressed up, they have good food, it’s just like going out to dinner but with something extra!” “Yeah, something extra. You gambling away all our money. Again.” It stung but was true; Greg loved to gamble but was quite bad at it. Poker, slots, sports, any time money could be wagered Greg was there to do...
YOU BET by Throne and C.C. Cecil's wife Bette came home in a state of amused agitation. She looked down at him from her superior height, over the hills of her watermelon boobs, and said, "Ceece, you won't believe what happened with Dara and me. She made this crazy dare and I took her up on it. And then I got her back with one of my own. Here's what's going on." He was more interested in the slim chance of going to bed with her. It had been way too long, at least since she had...
Jasmine becomes a slave part 1 Chapter 1 The betRacheal was going to the B&D party at Shelia’s that Monday night and was picking out her outfit. She selected the black leather cat suit that hugged her body and while it covered her, it allowed everyone to know she had a hot body. Shelia was a fellow Domme and was the area’s leading supplier of fetish gear, from clothes to dungeon items and all of her parties were events not to be missed as she loved to demonstrate new items on her slaves. As...
She's sitting at her favorite table by the front window, her back to the wall, so she has a clear view of the room. She is carefully nibbling an almond croissant with her coffee, reading a book. She is probably around thirty, but presents herself as older. She has quite a pretty face made dour by the absence of any make-up. Her hair is a nice medium brown with some natural red toning, pulled tightly back in a workday bun. Her only jewelry is a thin gold chain around a first-class neck. Her...
Lesbian"It's time to wake up now."With just those six words, I regained the ability to open my eyes. Regained? I guess that's not the right word. I'd only just dozed off—nothing more."Well, how do you feel?" The hypnotist grinned at me. I didn't see why he was grinning, though. He was a friend of mine. His name was Kyle and he liked to think he was a master when it came to hypnosis. I guess in a sense he was. I did get into a trance, after all—well, I did if that's what you call falling asleep from...
Bikini Beach: The Bet By Julie Butch sat at the bar of his favorite club, looking around for any likely targets. He was a predator, although he didn't think of himself in that light. He stood 6'3" and weighed around 225. He thought of himself as being 'buff'. He worked out regularly because he liked the high he got off of the endorphins that the body produced during an extended workout. It was almost as good as sex. He never had any problems finding a sexual partner. One of...
At school, I was on the wrestling squad. I wasn’t exactly stocky, but well-built. Apart from wrestling, I also dabbled in martial arts and boxing. The latter was not my forte and didn’t come to me naturally, because my foot and hand speed were never quite up to scratch. But when it came to grappling, I was able to hold my own.I was also not the greatest student and settled for a trade after leaving high school. I chose the electrical route. Two years after school, I had completed my trade and I...
Gay MaleKalie was already pissed at David, they had argued earlier in the day about coming out tonight. The two had been dating since their sophomore year of high school and had been nearly inseparable since. It was now the start of their second semester at college, they had gone to the same school in Colorado. The two were from Nebraska and the school had been a compromise, Kalie wanted to get out away from home but David wanted to be near his parents. Now they were a short drive away but at least...
I was bored, watching a bad porn movie on cable TV when the phone rang. "Hello." "Whatcha doing, playing with yourself again," my step-daughter Teresa asked me. "Funny," I answered. "Isn't that what you do most of the day?" Teresa was 20, a cute, top-heavy bottle-blonde with several piercings and tattoos and one of those tongue studs, and she worked as a repair dispatcher for the cable TV company. Thanks to her connections I got great service and the fastest Internet service possible, and at a...
TabooSybian and Venus Racing –4 Couples and The Bet.I fancy a chance of fucking any of my mate’s wives. All six are sexy in different ways. So after a drunken night out we boys all agreed to find a way to swap partners for a night…….. but how?I told my wife about our drunken agreement while I was in the bath the following day. Not to my surprise she said that she was up for it. She moves close to the bath and places my hand on her pussy and as I slip a finger in its obvious that she’s highly...
It all started as a simply little bet. It was one of those bets where we were both 100% sure that we were right. Sound familiar? First the bet was for $5, then she upped it to $20 and I upped it to $50. That’s when things got interesting. She said “I know you’re wrong but if you win, I’ll do anything you want me to do, but if I win, you have to do anything I want you to do - anything at all!”This did not intimidate me in the slightest as I was so sure I was right. “OK, I’ll take that bet.”Less...
Kalie was already pissed at David, they had argued earlier in the day about coming out tonight. The two had been dating since their sophomore year of high school and had been nearly inseparable since. It was now the start of their second semester at college, they had gone to the same school in Colorado. The two were from Nebraska and the school had been a compromise, Kalie wanted to get out away from home but David wanted to be near his parents. Now they were a short drive away but at least...
Cherry was the perfect name for ripe innocence, at 18 and her last year in high school had taken a bet from several of the other girls. She had always done wild and crazy things and had always won every bet she had ever taken. Thinking this latest one would be no different! The bet was that she had to go to the Rusty Dyke a notorious lesbian bar that had a reputation for catering to the meanest Bull Dyke's that one could imagine. She was to act like she was a young lesbian bottom and kiss...
Nearly everyone has a sexual fantasy that they would love to act on sometime in their life. Unfortunately for some, it never becomes reality. There are many different reasons, ranging from having fear or hesitation, to fantasizing about someone they can’t have, or the situation just never presents itself. This is a story of one such fantasy. Hope you enjoy! It was a Friday evening and I was on my way to meet my usual group of friends. The eight of us had been friends since high school, and we...
CrossdressingThe Bet by Laura Brooks I can pinpoint the day this all started. It was a chilly, Sunday afternoon in early December. A light rain was falling outside and Carol (my wife) and I had built a cozy fire in the fireplace. She was sitting on one of the couch, her legs curled up beneath her reading and sipping a glass of wine and I was sitting at the other watching the Giants begin to give away a 21 point lead to the Eagles. Carol stood up and stretched, heading toward the...
“How do I get myself in these situations?” It’s a question I ask myself a lot. The answer is not complicated and I’m a smart girl. My day job as a transaction coordinator for a mortgage company demands it. It also requires people who are highly responsible and have excellent people skills. Everything that happens in a loan process comes in or goes out through me. There’s a lot at stake. That’s part of what I like about my job. I love being in the middle of transactions or situations where...
Straight SexIt was a beautiful fall Saturday morning and Sam was out doing what he normally did on the nicer weekend days while he was at college. Well, he was doing what he did if he wasn't at his normal job. He was making his way from place to place, first on Frat row, then touring the local student bars. Hell, no, he wasn't drinking. It was nine in the morning. He was out trying to earn another few dollars to put in his college fund. He stopped his little Ranger pickup in the alley behind the first...
"You really don't mind if I use a recorder? I want this in your own words, about your life." The interviewer said. Not waiting for anything else the old woman started when she saw the red light go on. "I have been a whore now for over fifty years, just because of a bet" she told the young woman interviewing her. The interviewer could not have been more than twenty-five, but to someone as old as the whore, she was very young. "Yes, this is a side of you, well it surprises me." The...
The Bet of Bets I. "So whatdoyouwannabet that the CEO is going to hire John as his VP of Finance?" A casual question, but it was rooted in a long-term back-and-forth argument I had with my wife, Joanne, about women in business. You see, she owned a business-a bridal shop to be exact-and we were always going back and forth about who had a better head for business. The question revolved around John Markham, a member of the "good old boys club" at the company I work for as an...
To start off with a little background about my husband Mike and I. We have been married for the past eight years; we have always been very open sexually. When we first started dating I was open with my husband telling him how every relationship I was involved in ended because of MY infidelities. I have never been one to be satisfied with monogamous relationships.Since Mike was conscious of my needs, he and I looked for ways we could satisfy those needs and remain comfortable in a committed...
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