I closed the door behind me with a grin spread across my face, which was still wet. I had to get back to work, and after a start like that I knew I had a long day ahead. I stopped by my own room to freshen up quickly but didn’t brush my teeth; I wanted to savor the lingering taste of pussy on my tongue for as long as possible. When I finally reached the reception desk and resumed my post it was like nothing had happened. I had just taken an extended bathroom break, got a colleague to cover for me and fucked an attractive stranger.
I giggled at the thought, getting an odd look from the customers who had just arrived. I couldn’t care less though, I was far too busy daydreaming about my earlier encounter. I hadn’t lied to the girl about not wearing any underwear, I stopped putting any on shortly after I started working here. A hazard of my job was that the gorgeous people wandering around semi-naked had me almost always horny. I couldn’t walk past the pool without feeling a twitch from my nether regions, let alone any of the sauna or steam rooms. And it wasn’t just me that got excited by it all. The two I had watched having sex in the pool last night, for example. That kind of thing happened quite often, so I always made sure to walk past after dark, in hope of catching the action.
The day did indeed drag on slowly, and in between greeting guests and taking bookings for various spa treatments I looked through the room list. It turns out that the girl I had ‘visited’ that morning was called Sofia and it was the first time she had been here. My mind drifted back to the note I had given her, and what happened afterwards. I did really want to see her again, and when I told her I did massages I was telling the truth. Actually I was no masseuse, but the massages I gave always seemed to end in the same way -with a very happy customer who couldn’t wait to book themselves another stay at the spa, which in turn got me much praise from the boss. I enjoyed them as well, however today my thoughts were elsewhere and so when a colleague told me that I had one to do at 3pm I didn’t jump at the chance.
“Are you sure there’s nobody else that can do it?”
“Sorry Sarah, we’ve got two girls on holiday and the rest are all booked up.” The woman shrugged her shoulders and gave me an apologetic look. I didn’t argue, I knew we were understaffed at the moment. Maybe it would even take my mind off Sofia.
I waited until 3 o’clock passed until heading over to the treatment rooms so that the customer had time to undress and get ready. When I walked in I noticed someone already lying on the massage table, and although facing away, I could tell it was a fairly well built guy.
“Sorry if I kept you waiting,” I said absent-mindedly. As he turned his head my eyes widened. I had seen that face before and I spent a moment trying to place it.
“Is there a problem?” As he spoke I suddenly realized I had been staring in silence. Then it hit me. It was the guy who had been in the pool last night. The guy who fucked the same girl as I had done, now laying just a few feet away and naked but for a towel draped across his buttocks.
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Abby banged her shin painfully on a chair in her haste to escape the conference room. She looked around to see if anyone had noticed. No one seemed to have, so she fled the room gratefully. It was altogether too hot and stuffy in there, and the director of Tech Support was altogether too distracting.
Walking back to her office made her a little steadier on her feet. Since her recent promotion to supervisor in Accounting, Abby rated an office instead of a peon-cubicle. Not that it was any bigger than a cubicle, but it did have the benefit of some added privacy. She could goof off without worrying about people happening to look over her shoulder at her monitor to see that her “quarterly report” looked suspiciously like an astrology webpage.
Abby settled in front of her computer, still a little warm from having to sit across from Laura Taylor for an entire 2-hour meeting. “I hope I didn’t blush too obviously when she started fiddling with that pen,” she thought. “That’s the trouble with fair skin; blushing is always so noticeable. But, really, she has a very erotic way of sucking on the end of her pen. And of walking. And opening a briefcase. It’s just not fair.”
She opened up her email program and drafted an email to her friend Jonathon. “New update on the crush situation: Sat across from Laura in our weekly management meeting this morning. I think you’re wrong about getting over this the more I work with her. Today she took off her jacket and had a sleeveless top on underneath-and she’s got the most beautiful biceps! God, butch women are gorgeous. If she’s not queer, she’s at least gotta be used to women hitting on her. Wish I could risk being out at this company so I could find out. Sometimes I sit at meetings and wonder if she’d like to tie me up and fuck me. Or what it would take to make her lose all that cool control. And then I hope to hell no one can read my mind! See you soon, Jon. And you owe me an update on that guy Chris you keep talking about.”
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I wear the miniskirt. I like it and it’s easy access. Black lace thong for modesty’s sake. I put on a low cut top, no bra because more layers only hinder the inevitable. I pull on a light jacket and ignore the questions in my roommate’s eyes as she watches me get ready. She knows what’s going to happen and she knows that she can’t stop it.
I slip out the front door without a second glance from the night staff or any one else lurking around the lobby. His sleek black car, dark as night is parked right out in front and I slide right in. He pulls away and immediately, he right hand reaches beneath the skirt to my already wet pussy. His fingers slip under the lace and over my freshly shaven mound and now to my already aching clit.
His hands trace the lips of my pussy as I shift for better access, spreading my knees wider. I reach across the console and grace his massive rock hard cock, licking my lips as if dying for a taste. He flicks my clit with the tip of his nail and I arch toward him, grinding my pussy hard on his hand to make the sensations linger.
Somehow, unconsciously, I have loosened his belt and pulled the zipper down and now his cock is rising out of his pants to meet my questing hand. Again I lurch forward on the fingers that know my pussy so well.
My hand grazes his stiff cock and electric chills go up and down my spine. Suddenly I’m bent over the console with my face in his lap forcing his thick shaft into my mouth and my tongue swirls around him. I hear the groan low in his throat and my pulse begin to pound. I feel his finger easing its way into my ass and now I groan in delight.
Finally, he stops the car. But we’re not at his apartment. He couldn’t drive and watch me give him head so he does the logical things; he stops the car and leans the seat back. Now I have full access, I ease his pants over his hips and begin to suck gently on his balls. But really I’m in love with the tip of his huge penis. It’s so round and beautiful. I raise back up to greet it as it stares at me, almost daring me to take it in to my mouth.
His finger is pumping a steady rhythm in and out of my ass. I find myself moving with his rhythm and soon I’m sucking his cock in the same pattern that he’s finger fucking my ass. He starts to shiver and I know he’s close. He pulls my head up for a kiss, enjoying the taste of himself on my lips. Now he pulls me across the console, doing away with my shirt and leaving me bare breasts as his fingers find my wet pussy hole soaking wet and begging for attention.
With one a nipple in his mouth and three fingering sliding in and out of me, I’m arched against the steering wheel, panting and moaning so loud that the echo in the car is deafening. His teeth are gently scraping my sensitive flesh and I quiver from the inside out as my nipples both turn into hard little round diamonds puckering in attention for his decadent mouth. He mouth moves up to my arch neck to nibble here and there as I feel my own climax coming on. I don’t try to stop him, it just feels so damn good…I feel so filled, and yet know the best is yet to come.
Before I can do anything, I’m cumming so hard that my pussy literally grabs his fingers and sucks them inside of me, milking them. The scream I let out is animal-like, nothing remotely human about the release I feel at that moment. His fingers are still inside me as I slowly come back down and stare at him. He is so good to me. I lean down and nearly suck his tongue out of his mouth. His shirt is done away with, and he’s left bare-chested and bare cocked in my presence. I press my nipples to his chest as I start to kiss him from his neck down over the hard plains of his chest down to where his pubic hair starts.
I can feel his stiff manhood quivering, ready to be buried deep inside my pussy as my pussy hungers for it. Finally I give in to the urging and impale myself on his monster shaft, wincing at sheer width and length as it slides up inside me. The pleasure is intense and almost takes my breath away as I sit for a second before beginning to rock back and forth and then up and down. I feel his hands on my ass helping me moving along his now slippery cock. I find myself arching and moving, grunting and groaning, feeling as if I’m going to explode out of sure joy. Then my muscles begin to lock up and I’m moving faster and faster. I know he’s about to cum with me because his head is tossed back and there is nothing stifling the sheer animal lust coming out of him. My pussy tightens, holding onto him for dear life, and the thick vein running along in his shaft begins to throb and then it happens… he shoots his cum all in side of me. Coating my pussy with its thick warmness. I groan and smile as he fills me so completely that some begins to slide out of my pussy and down his cock, coating it in pearly whiteness. I reach down with one of my finger and grab a dot of it. Bringing it to my lips, I sigh in satisfaction as his mouth savages mine, and we prepare for round three.
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I can feel the sun beat down on me, causing little beads of perspiration to dot my skin as I continue to work in my garden. If there is anything I love in this world, it’s working in my garden. The feel of the earth sliding through my fingers and smell of the fresh dirt–I find it all very erotic in many ways, and maybe that’s why Joe is such an avid fan of my gardens. Roses in one corner, chrysanthemums in another. A rippling fountain in the middle. Sage and spices perfume the air. Everything flower that you can name grows wild here in my paradise. Morning glories cling to an arch that serves as a gateway to my paradise. It is truly one of the most beautiful places to be, surrounded by the orgasmic flow of nature at its best. I work in my garden each day, but this morning as I plunge my spade into the soft ground, I can feel something different on the wind.
A wind of change, I think to myself. It inspires a chuckle as does most of my thoughts. I come from a long line of healers–those that believe that the cure to all ills comes from Mother Earth. Like all the women in my family, I was brought to the conclusion early that life comes from the earth. Hence my time and my love for my garden. Joe thinks I’m crazy, but honestly, I don’t care.
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“I shouldn’t be doing this.” I shook my head as his lips traveled over my neck. All I could think about was my husband. But I felt no pain in my heart. All I could feel was the heat of his mouth moving over my skin. I could feel the moisture from him as it cooled me down when the breeze blew over me. Although they were safe in the condo, it suddenly felt as if it were as cold inside as it was outside. As snow fell outside, I had the urge to leave. To get somewhere safe. I clenched my fist and gathered up some resolve. It might just be enough to get me out of this.
“Zach, I’m serious. I have a husband waiting for me at home.” My voice sounded weaker than I would have liked.
“Jasmine, relax. Mike never has to know.” Zach had always been slightly evil. In high school we were so in love. He was the boy that my mother hated and my father wanted to give him an ass kicking that would last generations. Zach and I dated for almost 5 years. We met freshman year dated almost until the end of our freshman year in college. By then, we had become two totally different people and a long distance relationship was hard. He had always been a ‘ladies man’ and I had a hard time trusting him when he was in New York and I was all the way in California. When we finally did break it off, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t ever see him again, which made it easier to move on. I had never really gotten over him, perhaps that’s why I am where I am now. Fourteen years later, here I am, in his condo. Life had a funny way of dealing cards.
Where am I now? I’m in his multi-million dollar condo with the incredible view. Not only that, but I’m slowly being undressed and if I’m not mistaken, I’m being lead back to his bedroom. How in the hell did I get myself into this?
“Zach, stop.” Again, my voice sounded shaky.
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One day TJ invited Veronica over for a light lunch of salad, salmon, and angel hair pasta. Veronica came to the door of TJ’s apartment and knocked. She found that the front door was open and walked in. The whole apartment was dark, but she could hear noises coming from a few rooms away.
She walked through the apartment, turning on lights, and finally came to TJ’s living room. She turned on the lights and gasped in surprise. TJ was sitting on the couch kissing Randi. They both seemed completely oblivious to Veronica standing in the doorway.
At first Veronica was outraged, both at TJ’s betrayal and at Randi’s infidelity. But then her anger began to turn into arousal as she realized how tantalizing the scene was; the older, tougher butch, dominating the younger, shy butch. TJ held Randi so tightly that there was no hope of her escaping. Randi let out quiet little moans as TJ nibbled on her lower lip. Finally they pulled apart and motioned for Veronica to join them on the couch.
“What’s going on?” Veronica asked.
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Sarah stepped out of the shower and toweled herself briskly, causing her big breasts to bobble and making her nipples very stiff. The toweling felt good and she thought about sex. Alas, no sex had entered 25-year-old Sarah’s life since she broke up with Charlie six months ago, and she was hurting from the lack.
Sarah liked to fuck, and she enjoyed all the foreplay and byplay that went with fucking. However, she was shy and her opportunities to meet men were limited since she worked in a yardage shop managed by a woman, and all the customers were female. Also, she was new in town and had not yet developed any social life to speak of, so she relied pretty much on her vibrator and romantic novels. She badly needed a real man with a real cock to satisfy her as Charlie had, but Charlie was two thousand miles away and fucking a new chick (or chicks) by now. Oh well…
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Months later, Veronica and TJ went their separate ways. TJ found Veronica to be vapid and Veronica found TJ to be possessive and innately cruel. However, they remained on good terms and still occasionally slept together.
Veronica wanted to meet other gays and lesbians so she joined MidNorthEastWestern University’s Gays and Lesbians group. She knew that she would meet people who would accept her and understand her there. She met many lasting friends at the Gays and Lesbians group and so she always looked forward to their meetings. Some times she even brought rice crispy squares.
One week, she came in a little late and there was only one seat available, next to a newcomer. She sat down next to the newcomer and introduced herself.
“Hi,” she said. “I’m Veronica. What’s your name?”
“I’m Randi,” the newcomer said.
“Well isn’t that a nice name,” Veronica said smiling as she took Randi in. Randi had short brown hair, cut like a man. She had big brown eyes and an earring through her eyebrow. She was dressed in a white wifebeater shirt and baggy men’s trousers. Randi noticed Veronica looking and looked down, which confused Veronica. At the end of the meeting, Randi was about to leave when Veronica stopped her.
“I’m planning on ordering some Japanese food tonight,” Veronica said. “And I don’t have anyone to share it with. Would you like to join me?” Randi nodded her head yes.
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I sat there at the bar. I crossed my legs and stirred my martini. “What a pointless night,” I thought to myself. As I shifted in my seat, my skirt slid up my leg. I looked down to correct the brief show I had started. As I did, I noticed the man in the corner.
I didn’t see him come in, at least I would imagine I would have noticed someone as gorgeous as he was. I found myself staring at this man. I looked back at my martini, using every power in my body to not look at him again. He was dark, with broad shoulders and a well-sculpted goatee. He had a great smile and big lips. His hands were big and strong, as were his arms. I found myself drifting off into a daydream about him taking my legs over his shoulders. My pale skin against his dark body. His head diving into the cleft between my legs. His tongue touching me where I longed to be touched.
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TJ took Veronica out for dinner and a movie a few weeks later and on the ride home, she stopped the car in a random driveway.
“Where are we going?” Veronica asked.
TJ silenced Veronica with a kiss, which Veronica responded to passionately. TJ, sensing Veronica’s submission, used her weight to pin Veronica against the car door where she could not get away.
TJ began to roughly squeeze and fondle Veronica’s small breasts, making her groan in pleasure. When Veronica groaned, TJ pressed her even closer against the door. The car door handle digging into her back made Veronica gasp in pain, but TJ’s hands rudely massaging her flesh made her forget her pain.
TJ put her thigh between Veronica’s thighs and began to press against her pussy until Veronica began to hump her leg like a bitch in heat. Then TJ stopped, smiling wickedly.
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