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Who Needs Dr. John’s?

Author: Brown Sugar Category: Public Places

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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Let’s Work Out

Author: Eroticthoughts Category: Exhibitionism

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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First Meeting

Author: riyalprincess Category: True Stories

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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A Cold Winter Weekend Part 1

Author: GoddessAngelEyes Category: Lesbian

The cold harsh weather outside had trapped Cassandra and I in this moutain cabin for days now. Even though we were just friends I soon developed a passionate thing for her. I was unsure if she noticed it or not but I had been fantasizing about her all weekend long.

“Hey Trish, what are you thinking about?”, she asked me.

I popped out of my daydream. “Oh uh, nothing, just lost my track of thought, that’s all. I am just so tired of being indoors that’s all”, I said to her with a grin. She suggested we play some board games we had brought along for our trip.

“Well let’s make the best of this and play some Twister. Whadda ya say, Trish, you game?”

“Sure, why not, anything is better than this shit!” I said with my hopes set on getting close her to her sexy body.

We laid out the plastic board and took off our shoes. We had on our cami’s and shorts and socks. I saw her nipples hard with the air that had obviously carressed her warm breasts. It sent a tingle to my pussy and I liked it. We spun the board a few times and got into some twisted positions. I had my arm over hers and her legs were under me now. I felt my legs and arms started to shake a bit. Partially because of her closeness to me and partially from the strange position. I knew I would fall any moment now…and sure enough I did.

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Just The Right Shoe

Courtesy of PlayGirlTV.com

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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Xena’s Lover

Author: MissKitty Category: Lesbian

I could hardly believe the scene that lay before me. It was so breath taking, the sun set in the Amazon. I was spending time in my favorite little hide-a-way, so thick in the jungle; no one would ever find me. I was surrounded by lush greens, vibrant reds, and majestic blues. Such exotic flowers and plant life, some of them have not even been discovered yet. The sky was turning purple and pink with the approaching dusk. The spray from the water-fall left a rainbow overhead. The rock I was sitting on was still warm from the setting sun. It was perfect. I let my toes dangle in the water beneath me, and could no longer resist it; I had to go for a swim. I took off the sheer white cotton dress I was wearing and walked into the lipid pool. The cool water caressed over my naked flesh, the water was so smooth it felt like silk. I dunked under to wet my hair. I was getting so caught up in the moment and I was so turned on that I started touching myself. I ran my fingers through my hair and made my way down to the hard pink nipple of my right breast. I twirled it beneath my fingers; I let my other hand venture south. I shut my eyes and began fingering my clit. I let out a slow deep breath, it felt so good. I was getting wet. I slid a finger inside of me and let out a little moan. Oh yeah, it felt so good. I licked my lips and moved my finger in and out of my pussy, slow at first then faster. I slid another finger in and rubbed my clit with my thumb. I was so wet and so close to cumming when I heard a rustle in the bushes.

“Who’s there?” I said. No one said anything. I looked around, I couldn’t see anyone. I decided to get out. I grabbed my dress from the ground and stood up, and there she was.

“Xena.” I knelt down, and bowed my head in embarrassment. She was however, Princess of the Amazon women.

“Please” she said. “No need for that.”

I stood up and began to dress.

“No,” she said. “Don’t cover that beautiful body.”

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Our Secret Night

Author: MissTamara Category: Romance

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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Swim Class

Courtesy of PlayGirlTV.com

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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A Night In

Author: sexyindiangal Category: Lesbian

Standing in the doorway her eyes scan the room, flicking over the objects she had set out earlier, a small smile lifting her lips as her eyes rest on one object in particular, a soft laughfilling the silence. Nodding her head in satisfaction she turns to leave just as the doorbell sounds, racing towards the front she quickly pulls open the door, her grin growing wider as she spies her lover standing on the other side.

Her gaze lifts to the eyes of the one before her, her hand rises, the backs of her fingers brushing lightly against her lovers cheek, gently caressing the flesh she knows so well. Quickly dropping her hand she curls her fingers around one hand and tugs, leading them both inside, her other hand lifting to push the door closed behind them.

Leaning close against her lover she whispers softly… “ready for your birthday surprise baby? ” A finger lifts quickly to press against lips about to speak .. “shhhh no words, just nod” Her grin spreads wider as lips brush against her finger, the nod from her lover sending her anticipation for the nights events soaring higher.

Walking backwards, hands linked, eyes locked, she leads her lover down the hall, stopping just before the door to her bedroom. Her hand reaches out to lift the silk blindfold dangling from the handle, a grin, purely wicked, dances across her features as she lifts it higher to twirl between their faces.

A slight frown creases her lovers face, lips part in query, quickly stifled as a finger presses once more against the soft flesh, her head shaking slightly, eyes twinkling as she gently reminds …. “shhhh, surprise remember” Still laughing softly to herself she quickly lifts the blindfold and slips it over enquiring eyes, smoothing errant curls beneath the elastic.

Taking one hand in hers she turns and opens her bedroom door, leading her blindfolded lover into the darkened room, candles flickering gently on the dresser casting soft shadows against the far wall. Slowly walking backwards she carefully guides the way to the bed, gently pressing against silk covered shoulders as she turns and eases her lover back onto the satin sheets.

Bending she swiftly dispenses with shoes and socks, hands running lightly against bare soles before carefully placing her lovers legs onto the bed, her hands sliding higher along denim clad calves. Drifting hands linger against thighs, slip higher and rest against narrow hips, fingers curling into the waistband, a soft sigh escaping her lips as the backs of her fingers brush against her lovers flesh.Slipping around her fingers press the button through its tight enclosure, gripping the tiny clasp, silently sliding the zipper to the base, a soft moan sounding above her head drawing her gaze. A soft shake of her head and her hand reaches up to gently tap her lovers wandering hand before it reaches the blindfold and exposes the surprise.

Hands leaving their task she turns and opens a drawer, a hand reaching inside and wrapping around the silky smooth scarves she slipped in there earlier. Gaze dropping to the body laid out on her bed, giggles slipping past soft full lips, she slides her free hand down the sun kissed arm before her. Lifting an arm to her lips, pressing a lingering kiss against the flesh before sliding it high on the bed, fingers deftly securing a wrist against the headboard before reaching for its twin and subjecting it to the same treatment.

Dropping her gaze to her lovers face she sees a tongue snaking out against a full lower lip, her own tongue flicking against her lip in response before she bends to drop a light kiss against the pouting lip. Quickly lifting, a giggle suppressed as a moan trembles past her lovers lips, she turns her gaze back to the unfinished task, hand dropping to peel the fabric back.

Her own moan sounds low in her throat as she glimpses the tanned flesh beneath the fabric, a nail reaching out to trail against the flesh, pressing deeper as the soft moan from above deepens into a low groan. Body writhing beneath her touch she slides her hand higher, ducking beneath the silken material of a shirt, nails teasing against quivering flesh.

Slipping her hand back out, fingers reach to grip small buttons, sliding them easily through their holes, her lips dropping to press kisses against the flesh as it is exposed inch by inch. Parting the material as the last button slips from its hole, her eyes drift over the sight before her, a low moan passing her lips as one hand drifts toward an erect nipple, finger slowly circling the hard bud.

Teeth sinking to her lower lip, her fingers move to grip the nipple, twisting gently before tugging harder against the tiny nub, lifting it high, her lovers body jerking from the bed in response. Releasing the tiny bud, her mouth drops against the flesh surrounding it, tongue trailing slowly, drawing closer to the tasty morsel.

Lips move to cover the bud, tongue flicking against the sensitive flesh, her lovers body tensing beneath her lips, lifting higher, pressing closer, soft whimpers, sounding faintly, float over her bent head. Groaning low in her throat, her lips close over the tight bud, drawing it deeper into her mouth, warm moist tongue wrapping around it lovingly.

Moving onto the bed, leg lifting over the writhing body beneath her, knees gripping tight against the narrow hips of her lover, her other hand moves to tease the lonely nipple, tip jutting high, eager for her touch. Hips press down against the hips beneath her, groins rubbing together slowly, hands sliding against the bare flesh below her, nails raking lightly as they drift lower.

Lifting her head, tongue darting out for one last teasing flick against the moist nipple, her mouth moves higher, lips slipping easily against the slick flesh beneath her. Sighing softly, warm breath washing over her lovers neck as she slowly eases her way higher, lips brushing lightly against the tender flesh beneath an ear.

Teeth nip lightly at the small lobe, tugging gently, the soft moans so close to her own ear urging her on. Growling lightly, one last tug before she releases the swollen flesh, she slips her tongue lower, the tip trailing down an arched throat, dipping into the hollow at the base.

Shifting lower on the bed, her tongue trailing in her wake, pausing to tease each nipple in turn before continuing on its journey. Pausing briefly, her tongue suddenly dips, slipping easily into the navel that blocks its path, circling slowly inside before lifting and trailing around the edges of the tiny hole.

Hands slide down to grip the edges of the denims, fingers curling against the material as she pushes it back and down, slowly tugging it lower, revealing more bare flesh to her touch. Tongue slipping to lick at a jutting hipbone, tracing along the sharp edge, dipping back down into the hollow before trailing back to the other side to treat its twin to the same loving touch.

Shifting lower still, her hands tug the denims as she progresses, lips continuing to press against the smooth flesh as she moves. Crouching at the base of the bed, her hands tug the denims over her lovers feet, mouth continuing to trail after the material, pressing lingering kisses against the newly exposed flesh.

Tossing the jeans onto the floor she turns back to survey the body before her, shadows from the candlelight flickering over glistening flesh, dancing slowly against the golden skin. Hands drop to cover taut thighs, fingers curling against the muscles, pressing lightly as she slides them higher, fingertips brushing against the soft material of underwear.

Lifting her eyes, her gaze drifts slowly up the writhing body before her, back arched up from the bed, hips moving side to side, body responding eagerly to her touch. Glancing higher her eyes take in hands clenched tight against their restraints, knuckles white with strain as they try to tug themselves free of their bonds.

Low groans fill the silent room as she slides her hands against the body trapped beneath her, nails rake lightly against the tender flesh as she slips her hands lower. Fingers curl against bent knees, gently pressing down as she pushes them further apart, her own body moving to slip between them.

Settling her ass against her feet, her hands continue their journey, trailing higher, head dipping low as her tongue follows in their wake, pausing to dip teasingly into the junction of thigh and groin, laughing softly to herself as she quickly jerks back when a low growl sounds above her head.

Leaning close to the body beneath her, yet not touching, her breasts a whispers breath away from the eager flesh below her, nipples lightly graze against a taut stomach as she slips higher. Her hands moving onto the bed as she crawls further along, her head lowering to rest next to the tousled curls of her lover, voice a husky whisper as she asks “ready lover?”

Voice low with need, her lover moans “ohh god yes”, body writhing beneath hers, arching up, making contact, skin pressing against skin. Grinning to herself, one hand reaches out to the bedside table, fingers sliding easily into the bowl she had placed their earlier.

Shivering as her fingers come in contact with the ice cubes within the bowl she slides them deeper, gripping one large cube she brings it back to her mouth, tongue flicking out against the square, catching a drop of icy water before it falls upon her lovers hot flesh.

Grinning wickedly to herself she slowly lowers her hand, the icy cube hovering above one hard nipple, a small drop of liquid forming against the tip, hovering momentarily before dropping against the hot bud. A hiss of breath escaping taut lips as a body jerks up against the coolness, pressing against the cold square. A low growl sounds within the room as her lover pushes higher, pressing an anxious body against the coolness, soft laughter floating past her lips as she snatches the cube away from the eager body, her teasing touch far from finished.

Eyes drifting over the writhing body beneath her, laughter dancing within their depths as she holds the cube just out of reach. A muffled moan as teeth sink into a swollen lip, head thrown back against the pillows as her lover struggles against silken restraints.

Sinking her own teeth into her lower lip, she lowers the cube once more, letting the frozen object make contact with the heated flesh, pressing down against the hard bud, flattening it against the burning flesh. Grinning at the soft purr passing through lips above her she moves her hand slightly, the cube sliding easily against the smooth flesh below it.

Slowly circling the jutting bud, tracing around, spreading further with each circle she leans closer, tongue trailing in the cubes wake, licking the moisture from her lovers body. Her own moans lifting to blend with her lovers, her hand slides across bronzed flesh, pausing at a darkened peak, moving to circle around the tight bud.

Mouth lifting to close over the cool bud her hand continues its path, tracing circles around the remaining nub. Tongue working against the hard bud, sucking it deeper into her mouth, hot tongue wrapping around, warming the skin within her mouth. Fingers stretching to cover a cooled nipple, ice fading into a puddle beneath warm fingertips, thumb and finger moving to grip the cool bud, twisting it slightly, tugging it up away from its haven.

Drawing up from the now warm bud, her tongue snakes out, trailing across to the lonesome bud beneath her teasing fingers, her other hand lifting, palm moving to cover the now bereft nub, circling slowly against the hard flesh, palm tingling from the soft friction.

Quickly licking the trailing moisture from her lovers flesh she raises her head, eyes lifting to flick over a partially covered face, lingering on a swollen lip, jutting above a dimpled chin. Flicking her eyes to the bowl, her hand reaches for another cube, a wicked grin flitting across her features as she lowers the cube against the pouty lip.

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11 Weeks Apart

11 Weeks Apart

Author: PirateJennie Category: Real Sex

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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