Chloe walked down the long hallway of the apartment building. She read the numbers on each of the doors trying to match them to the number on the piece of scrap paper she held in her shaky hand. 601……602…..603. She found it at last. Room 604. She knocked on the door softly. As she waited for any kind of reply, her thoughts in her head spun in circles. What am I doing here? Chad is waiting for me at home! I can’t believe I’m doing this! As she mulled over in wreckless decisions, she recounted earlier in the day when she decided to come here in the first place.
It was first period. The bell had just wrung and everyone had taken there places at their tables. She was 18 and easily the youngest person in her art class. In highschool, she had been fortunate enough to show off all her skills and get on the good side of every art teacher in the district. That was the only reason she was accepted so quickly into the veteran art program in college. Everyone else was already in there 20’s and well on their way to making a name for themselves. Since classes had begun 2 weeks ago, she had sat in the same spot everyday. And so did he. Ian was a very attractive man. Chloe figured him to be about 23. He was deep and mysterious. His black hair covered his eyes most of the time, but whenever he did catch her gaze through the thick strands in his face, it was purely electric. It may have been his good looks, or maybe the mysterious way he carried himself at all times, but she was completely captivated by him. This day was slightly different from other days. Today, he spoke to her. While the teacher was preparing things for class and everyone was getting settled, Ian got up and knelt down next to her. As he looked up at her through his hair she felt a hot flame shoot up her body and it burned in her cheeks.
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I looked around the office today for something to fuck myself with. No, there’s nothing wrong with my fingers, but after 8 months of celibacy, I was afraid I might be a candidate for the convent, and I wanted my pussy filled desperately. Immediately!
After much horny prowling and searching, and contemplating every man that walked through the door, I finally found something to make do with….
I eyeballed the marble paperweight with some trepidation, then with a shrug went to the sink and washed it thoroughly with soap and water, and returned with it to my desk. It was cylindrical in shape, about 2 inches across, and 7 inches long, with one flat side, black marble with gold veining, and I set it on my desk and stared at it for a moment feeling silly, but still desperately needy.
Looking out the glass door, I made a decision and turned the music on, hoping for just enough time to myself to get the job done. Leaning back in my chair I pushed my sopping panties aside beneath my skirt and slowly slid it into my grasping pussy.
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Lisa loved men and they loved her. Everywhere she went, men checked her out and she loved it. She never needed to flirt, just her looks alone garnered her attention.
She joined an athletic club and loved walking around in her skin tight work out clothes she wore. Her ass hugging, pull on shorts, that displayed her well-toned sexy ass which was two perfect high cheeks, her whole body was fit and nice, her legs were lean and toned, her abs were flat, her hips were even and smooth and rounded, her waist small and very pinched in, her breasts were high and round and stood out. She had long silky brown hair with red and gold streaks in it. Her eyes were big and green, she had a very sexy, feminine, pretty face.
Quite a few men noticed her at the gym: she had a habit of doing long, sensual, cat- like stretches before she would run the track. Often one or more guys would just happen to be in eye view of her opened legs as she sat and spread them and touched her toes. Or they would be close by as she stretched her sleek calves while she held onto the wall.
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Clay was finally coming for a visit! I have been friends with him for five years over the Internet and phone. My friend, Melissa also known as Mel, knows him as well. It was all we could talk about on the way to the airport to pick him up. He was finally going to be here. I was horny as hell, too, but Mel didn’t have a clue. You see, Mel is a virgin and very proud of it. She is blissfully unaware that Clay and I have been having sex on the phone and on the Net for years. I had an extra reason for being excited that he was going to be here for a week.
Well, we got to the airport just a few minutes before his plane was supposed to be arriving. So we hurried to the gate to meet him. We were both breathless as we finally stopped at his gate. It was a good thing, too, because the first time I laid eyes on Clay in person, I stopped breathing altogether. It seemed like an eternity before I took another breath, but Mel didn’t seem to notice. Clay did, though. He was speechless for a second when he saw me. It was as if we could read each other’s thoughts. He was about 6′ even, weighing about 200 pounds with dark hair and shocking blue eyes. Of course, I knew all of this already because I had seen pictures of him, but to look at him in the flesh was amazing. Now, Mel is pretty, but he didn’t seem to notice her 5’7″, 150 pounds with light brown hair and big brown eyes. He did, however, look me up and down. What he saw was a curvaceous 5’3″, 130 pounds with long red hair and green eyes. I hoped that Mel hadn’t noticed his gaze on my 36c tits. She looks puzzled for a moment, but it passed, and she made no comment. It was a relief because she has a self esteem problem and always complains that the guys never look at her.
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I was at my favorite stores in the mall, shopping for a pair of shoes to match an outfit I had recently purchased. I was sitting in one of those uncomfortable chairs waiting for a salesperson to come and fit me for the pair that I had finally picked out. My eyes were carefully looking over the wide selection of shoes when I spotted a very handsome, well dressed, young man walking up to me.
The young man knelt down between my legs and lifted my right foot. Instantly goose bumps rose over my entire body from his touch and a small smile played at the corners of his mouth for he surely knew what he his touch had done to me. Very gently he unbuckled the strap around my ankle and removed my shoes, first the right and then the left.
“You have beautiful feet, Madam,” he said in a French accent.
I was almost at a loss for words as his one hand held my foot while the other slowly slid over my calf straitening my leg. “Thank you,” I stammered, the tingle from his touch traveled up my leg. “You are not from around here, are you?”
“No Madam, I am from a small village in the South of France,” he said. “I have only been here a short time. Everything here is so fresh and new. I feel like I am in a wonderland, with the need to explore from the moment I arise until I can no longer hold my eyes open,” he replied softly as he caressed my foot and the back of my calf.
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We had planned and prepared for this night. It was the one night where neither of us were married or engaged or doing business or taking care of kids or anything. We were there for one reason. To give into the passion that we knew we had. We had planned it out perfectly.
When I got there you would already have the hotel suite booked, and you would be laying on the bed when I got there…and when I walked in…there you were. Blind folded. Your hands are tied over your head. You hear me come in. As I approach you, your breathing quickens…your tense up…. you lick your lips. I just stand over you for a moment and let you anticipate what I’m going to do next.
After a moment, I lightly drag my nails over your chest, down your stomach, down one leg, get to your knee and then retrace my trail all the way up to your neck. I lean forward. You feel my hair fall onto your chest. I hear you take a shuttered breath. I lightly kiss your neck and then slowly work my mouth up to your ear. As I’m kissing your neck, my hand is roaming your chest and then your stomach. It’s moving lower…and lower. And lower still. I come to your cock…I barely touch it, but I can feel how hard it is, and how bad you want to be inside of me.
I whisper in your ear, “What do you want me to do to you?”
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It was so hot out, well over eighty degrees, and I could feel sweat trickling between my large breasts as I lay gazing at the water. I needed to feel its coolness. I stepped into the blue water and a shiver ran through my body. I walked slowly, savoring the feeling until I couldn’t stand it any longer and dove under, letting the water sooth my burning skin. I wasn’t paying much attention to where I swam; all I cared about was the corporeal feeling of the water wrapping me into its cool embrace.
Then all of a sudden I ran into a solid chest. I sputtered and tried to get my feet under me. A pair of strong arms pulled me to a standing position. I steadied myself against the man’s muscular shoulders. He brushed my hair back and I looked up into the most gorgeous face. His skin was a caramel tan. His dark eyes were warm and friendly and his lips were turned up in a sexy smile that showed off the dimples in his cheek. My breath caught in my throat as my hands slipped down to his rock hard chest. I could feel his nipples like small stones under the softness of my palm. His hands, which had been wrapped firmly my waist, slipped down to my ass as he pulled me closer.
“Careful,” he whispered.
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I’ve been on this plane for 6 hours now, and I’m counting the minutes until I get off. I’ve been gone 11 weeks. 76 days without you. 1,824 hours since you fucked me last. Jesus Christ, I’m getting wet on the plane just thinking about what I’m going to do to you, and what I’m praying you’ll do to me.
I’ll step off the plane, grab my bag, and find you waiting for me. As you kiss me hello, I’ll slide my tongue in your mouth, and bite your lip, as I overtly rub my hand up and down your left thigh. I’ll feel you spring to life and give me a pained expression, hating that I’m making you hard. Wishing you could throw me over a chair in the waiting area, pull my skirt up over my ass and fuck me in front of the entire bagage claim. God I wish you would. My panties are soaked just thinking about you bending me over and sliding your beautiful cock inside me.
You’ll grab me by one hand, my suitcase with the other, and drag us both to the car, whispering that I have no idea what I’m in for. But I know. I know every dirty thought in your head, but I give you those big innocent eyes, and I can see you growing harder in the parking lot. I can’t take it. I need to kiss that beautiful dick of yours.
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…The chamber is as ruby as the stones. A fire burns low in the fireplace. Red pillar candles are lit throughout the room. The bed is covered in a thick red silk comforter with pillows that match. Walking over to the bed, she sees a red negligee has been placed at the foot of the bed along with a delicate necklace with a ruby heart dangling from the chain. She immediately changes into the clothes and jewelry her Lord has left for her. By the fire, she sees that a small goblet of burgundy port has been poured into a glass. She takes a sip and brings the goblet to the bed, placing it on the bedside table. She gets into the center of the bed, closes her eyes and waits.
Before long she can feel him with her. He has not touched her but her body is so tuned into his presence that she knows instantly when he is near. And her body reacts instantly, her nipples hardening under the thin gown. She feels the mattress shift beneath his weight and she opens her eyes.
Seeing him there makes her breath catch. Looking down at her. Looking deep into her. She does not blink. She is caught in his gaze.
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I had recently moved to southern California and was looking for a part time job. I was starting to get tired of looking when I stumbled across an add in the local newspaper that stated: Wanted sexy female to help “file” paperwork. I got curious and called the number. A man with a beautiful voice answered. I said “ I’m calling about the job in the paper.” He said “ Come in tomorrow at 3:00 for an interview.” Then hung up.
The following day I went to the address listed. When I got there a gorgeous man about 6 feet 3 inches tall answered the door. He led me into what appeared to be an office. I went to the leather couch and sat down, he came over and sat down beside of me. He looked at me and said with a smile “ hi my name is Robert.” I replied with “hello my name is Audrey.” He put his hand on my knee and asked where I was from I told him that I was from Kentucky. He told me he could tell from my accent. We sat and talked for what seemed like hours when he told me I had the job but on one condition. I asked him what it was and he looked deep into my eyes and told me that I had to fuck him. I agreed.
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