The Strap On

Robin was lost in thought as she rode the Clark St. bus on her way to her job as a junior trader at the Board of Trade in downtown Chicago. Having only graduated from the U of I three months ago, she felt very lucky indeed to have landed such a good job in such a short period of time. If she kept her nose to the grindstone and worked hard, Robin was sure that not only would this job provide the mental challenge she needed, but also the kind of money most folks only dreamed of. As the bus swayed to and fro as it passed over the Chicago River bridge, Robin thought that the only real problem she had since moving to The Big Windy was the lack of any real social life. By now she had hoped to have made some close friends but it just hadn't worked out that way with the heavy workload she was carrying.

Even in college and having just a handful of good friends, with no boy friends at all, Robin worried about her seeming total disinterest in men and often wondered if she were maybe gay, and although she never showed it, she was always more interested in being with the girls. While her friend Joan had always kidded her that she was sexually repressed and just needed a good lay, Robin would just laugh and give the old "when I meet the right guy I'll know it" line. This had gone on for four years with no sexual contact with men or women, and while she had read all the manuals and "how to" sex books, she had never gone any farther than the masturbation part, and thankfully she didn't have a problem having an orgasm!!! From her first attempt in high school Robin had discovered that her body was highly sexed and that orgasms came very easily for her, and just a few twists on her nipples made her pussy wet and hot, and either a her finger on her clit or a candle used as a substitute dick made her have shattering cums, so although she often wondered about having sex with a partner, she certainly wasn't under any pressure to get it over with. Just then the bus stopped at Jackson St. where Robin hopped off and headed off to the office, her mind now turning to the business of the day, but sex was surely in the back of her head.

At 5:45p.m. Robin was just settling into her seat on the bus for the thirty minute ride up to New Town. What a long hard day she thought and dozed off as the bus made its stops on the trip north from the Loop. When the driver yelled next stop Diversey, Robin was roused awake and got off the bus and headed down the street towards her apartment. Although she wasn't normally a drinker, she decided to have a glass of white wine in a cozy bar she had passed hundreds of times but had never entered. The place was fairly dark so it tool several seconds for her eyes to adjust to the low light level, but when they did, she realized that there wasn't a man in the place as she had stumbled into one of the lesbian hangouts New Town was famous for. There were about seven or eight women playing pool and three sitting at the bar nursing drinks and talking to the bartender while a juke box was in the corner while some light pop music was playing in the back ground.

Even before she sat down a strong looking woman came over and offered to buy her a drink. Robin said sure as she sat down and introduced herself, and the woman extended her hand and said her name was Jo--short for Joanne. She looked to be about thirty three to thirty five years old with short dark brown hair and a very solid build,and while she wasn't fat, husky would be a better description, her hand shake was very firm, almost painful, giving Robbin the immediate feeling that this lady usually got what she wanted! Jo also obviously had a large chest that seemed almost out of place on her tomboyish frame, and a man's striped sport shirt and blue jeans completed the appearance, as she thought that's what a typical butch would look like.

Robin on the other hand was just the opposite, she was much more slight of build, almost thin with ash blond hair that hung almost to her shoulders, a very pretty face along with long legs and perfect 34-B breasts made her look very feminine indeed! As their drinks arrived Robin all of a sudden became very nervous, here she was in a bar, no, a lesbian bar, with an obviously butch lesbian who was trying to pick her up!! Jo started off the conversation with small talk about work, where she lived, etc., and right from the start Robin could feel Jo's power over her. She began to feel something she had never felt before in her whole life, the feeling of almost total submission to another human being!!! As they drank and talked, Jo let her hand rest on Robin's thigh and she felt that feeling deep inside she got only when she was alone in her own bed! As they talked, Jo's hand moved farther and farther up Robin's leg until finally it rested on her wet mound!!! With her breathing becoming more difficult, Jo maneuvered her hand so that her fingers were tracing a line up and down her crack.

At this point Jo leaned over kissed her ear and told her they were going to the rest room together. Robin just nodded and let Jo lead her by the arm into the ladies room which had an inner and outer room, with the outer room having several chairs and an old couch. Once inside Jo turned to Robin and gave her a full French kiss along with a feel of her ass making the young girl go weak in the knees as the older woman began to touch her all over her body. Jo pushed her back down on the sofa and reached under her skirt and pulled off Robins panty hose and white lace panties. At this point Robin wondered what was going to happen next, that is until Jo pushed up her dress and immediately began eating her pussy, inducing in Robin a thunderous orgasm within ten seconds of the cunt lapping! As she crashed in wave after wave of cums, Jo stood up, unzipped her pants, and dropped them to the floor. Inside of her boxer shorts Robin could see what looked to be an erection! When she got them off her, Robin was looking at an eight inch strap on dildo that Jo had been wearing under her shorts!! She roughly grabbed Robin's head and pulled it towards the huge latex dick while snapping, "Okay, cunt, suck it!!!

After sucking it for about five minutes, Jo had her to lay back down with her legs spread wide apart!!! Robin knew that she was about to get fucked by that monster and began to shake with lust as well as fear, and while pleading with Jo to be gentle, the bull dyke just laughed and drove the cock deep into Robin's straining pussy!!! The pain and pleasure were a mixed up blur as Jo fucked her over and over again! All at once a wave of orgasms flooded through Robin's heaving body, then it was over as Jo pulled out of her and lay next to her telling her from now on she was hers and hers alone. Robin could only nod in approval as her pussy twitched in post coital spasms!!!

Just then the door burst open and another dyke came into the room! Robin tried to cover herself but Jo told her no and made her show herself to the new lesbian who Robin later found out was Jo's live in. Jo simply pointed to her pussy and the other woman was quickly on her knees sucking the big dyke's clit. Jo opened up her shirt, pulled out her big tits and made Robin suck them as she was getting her hot slit eaten up by her cunt lapping roommate. When she finally came, she held Robin's mouth to her breast and screamed in delight as the cunt lapping bitch finished off her hot pussy with her tongue!!! Jo got dressed but made Robin lay on the sofa with her legs wide open so she and her friend could watch her, and while it was totally embarrassing, it felt so natural to be dominated by the big dyke. Finally Jo let her get dressed and join the others at the bar while the rest of the woman came up and introduced themselves and welcomed her to the group. Arrangements were made to meet later in the week, and finally, at last, Robin felt totally at home!

18 With A D-Cup

Ever since Amber could remember her tits were always bigger than anyone else in her class, and even in 8th grade she was a solid C-cup, while now as a junior she filled her bras out to a very full 36D. All this big tit flesh ran in the family, as both of her older sisters were D's and her mom and two aunts were double D's! It's not as if they were big over weight cows either, the Wilson girls while not thin were nowhere near hefty, nice and healthy is how her dad referred to her mom, and that described Amber to a tee!!!

Because of her obvious attributes, Amber received a whole lot of attention from the male species, and not just from boys her own age! The male teachers always paid a little more heed than they did to other more normally endowed girls, and while Amber didn't overtly flaunt it, she loved to make the boys (and men) squirm around her by accentuating her ripe bust. Her favorite victim was wimpy Mr. Fields the government (yuk!!!} teacher. Amber loved nothing more than to unbutton the top two buttons on her blouse, go up to a seated Mr. Fields, then bend over to ask an innocuous question for sole purpose of giving him an eye full of cleavage. She did this just to tease, really, not to cause any real trouble, but trouble is exactly what Amber was getting into. With two weeks left in the semester all the teachers handed out progress reports to let the students know where they stood grade wise. Amber had always done well in school and her parents expected nothing less than honor roll type marks. Everything was OK until Mr. Fields handed out the notices that fateful Friday afternoon. A D!!! She was getting a D in government!!! This was not only bad, it was a disaster!!! Her folks might tolerate one C on her report card--but a D would mean a one months grounding. No social life for a whole month! Amber decided that she would talk to Mr. Fields after the day's final period, maybe if she pleaded with him maybe she could pull a C after all .

As the last bell rang students began fleeing the school like lemmings jumping into the sea, until soon the whole place was pretty much empty, leaving Amber as one of the few students left in the building. Hoping that Mr. Fields would be alone as she approached the government classroom, Amber stuck her head around the corner of the door only to see Mr. Fields alone grading some papers. She quickly unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse and entered the room. As she neared his desk Me. Fields looked up from his grading and asked what she wanted. Amber, acting properly upset, told Mr. Fields of her plight, and although he was sympathetic, he said there wasn't anything he could do for her. After hearing this, Amber began to cry, causing Mr. Fields came over and put his arm around her to help her sit down, while accidentally brushing his hand across her fat breast. At this point she had to make a quick decision, and with a little shiver she told Mr. Fields that it was something else that was really bothering her. " It's my chest," she wailed, "I feel like such a cow with these two big things stuck to me, everybody stares at me, I'm just a freak!" At that point she started crying even harder while wiping the tears from her eyes.

Obviously flustered, the teacher tried to console her by telling her she looked just fine and not to worry about what anyone else thought. Amber replied, "That's easy for you to say, you don't have these ugly things on your chest!" It was now or never, so after taking a deep breath, with a swift motion unbuttoned her blouse and stuck her boobs out towards Mr. Fields and said, "Just look at how ugly they are, I'll bet you've never seen any that are worse!?!" The totally stunned teacher just stared at the most spectacular pair of tits he had ever seen, and while they strained against the thin nylon low cut lace bra, Amber's dark nipples were clearly visible through the nearly transparent material! Mr. Fields' wife looked like an adolescent boy compared to this!!! Seeing how confused he was, Amber took the initiative and put his hand on one of her huge tits. She felt him try to pull away so she held on to his hand even tighter, acting as if he were repulsed at the thought of touching them and cried even harder, and while he assured her that there was absolutely nothing wrong with her and that he enjoyed touching them, she said she didn't believe him and turned away as if to hide them from him. As he again tried to reassure her Amber turned back around only this time she had unclasped the front of her bra allowing her boobs to hang free!!!

Amber at first thought he might die of shock! His head was spinning! He tried to speak, but no words came out and Amber then stepped up to him and said, "The only way you can prove to me that my boobs are not ugly is if you would suck them for me," and with that she pushed an engorge nipple towards his gaping mouth! It was to much for him to bear, and after only a moment's hesitation, he dove in and began sucking and licking for all he was worth!!! Although he was going a little wild, Amber had to admit he was a good tit sucker, the more he sucked the wetter she got! She looked down an could see that a large tent had formed in the front of Mr. Field's trousers, so she calmly reached down and began to rub him through his pants causing a large wet precum spot to quickly appear at the point of the "teepee!!!

She deftly undid his zipper and pulled out what turned out to be a very large cock, and at the sight of it Amber dropped to her knees and greedily began to suck the huge member, while Mr. Fields leaned back against the wall not believing any of this was happening to him!!! Just as he was about to cum Amber looked up and asked if she was really doing D work? He shook his head no and mouthed the word "A". At that point she went down hard and sucked until he shot a huge load down her waiting throat. As he became limp in her mouth his breathing returned to normal, and Amber stood up, cupped her tits, and began to twist the nipples, making them stand out like two thimbles. Immediately Mr. Fields' dick began to stiffen again, so Amber hiked up her dress, slipped off her panties in one easy motion, and then after sitting on the edge of his desk with her legs held wide open exposing her wet pussy, she merely licked her lips and nodded of her head to indicate he was stick that big prick deep inside of her!!! She came once just from his initial thrust, and he pounded her cunt with fast piston like strokes until she came over and over again, until finally he groaned and emptied his hot load, deep in her boiling pussy.

"You just earned an A for the next quarter," he said, while she sat there with cum dripping out of her pussy!!! She thought of a plan to get straight A's--but that's another story!!!

Claire (Part 4 of 4) The Babysitter

Claire peered out the window checking to see if Becky was on her way from across the street. Not that it really mattered, it's just that she was all ready to go and was getting a little fidgety waiting for the 18 year old baby sitter to arrive. It was so handy to have Becky so close and not to have to worry about using someone you didn't know, especially after hearing all those baby sitter horror stories! Just then there was a knock on the door and Becky entered the front vestibule. Claire was just beginning to give Becky a run down on where she would be for the evening and how to get in touch with her when all at once Becky burst into tears. A surprised Claire stopped in mid sentence and went over to hold the now sobbing teenager.

With her arm around her shoulder, Claire led Becky over to the large sofa and asked her what was wrong. "Everything," she cried, "My boy friend wants to dump cuz' I won't let him---you know, let him....." "You mean go all the way," asked Claire?" Becky only nodded and cried even harder. "Boys can be such pigs," she said!!! As Claire held Becky close, she could feel her cheek up against her chest. As unreal as she could even believe, she was getting turned on having the young girl's body near her own! Over the last two years Becky had blossomed into a very pretty young girl, and although not entirely filled out, she had a lean and lanky frame with just enough curves to let you know she was definitely female! Her breasts could best be described as pert, and while they weren't big, they looked just perfect on her youthful body. Earlier that summer Becky was over using their pool and Claire now remembered that she looked wholesome yet very sexy in her tiny bikini. The funny thing was that she had no idea of the affect she had on not only boys, but anyone who saw her dressed so skimpily. Now it was up to Claire to calm the girl down and maybe help her through her problem!!!

After a few minutes Becky had relaxed and then told Claire how her boyfriend, Mick, had given her an ultimatum--"Sex or good by!" She then went on to tell Claire that not only had she never had sex before, but she had never really done anything at all sexually. Claire reassured her that there was nothing wrong with her and that Mick was way off base trying to push her into something she didn't want to do! "But I want too, I just don't know how, could you help me Mrs. Andrews," Becky asked, "I really need help!" Claire looked into Becky's eyes and nodded in the affirmative. "What is it you would like to know dear, " asked Claire? Becky then shocked Claire by reaching up to rub her own tits and asked Claire about letting a boy suck on them. She then shrugged off her sweater revealing a beautiful lace white bra that gently cupped her bosom! "I get so scared when Mick touches them, and I feel so squishy inside, I can feel my nipples get hard and I get so flustered I just stop him!" "Look, see them now, they're getting hard right just from my own touch!" Beneath the lacy under thing Claire could see the outline of rigid nipples showing through the sheer fabric! Involuntarily she reached out to caress the hard nubs, making Becky let out an audible sigh as Claire began to massage her chest through her bra. Claire then slipped her hand behind Becky's back and unclasped it, letting it fall away from the young chest. Now it was Claire's turn to gasp! Becky had the most beautiful nipples she had ever seen! They were what you would call "puffies"! They were nipples that were really too big for the size of her breasts and they bulged out in a constant state of fullness. Puffy. That was a perfect description for these light pink models of perfection! After cupping both tits in her hands, Claire bent her head down and flicked her tongue over the end of one nipple. Becky sucked in air and begged her to suck on them harder, and Claire, needing no more encouragement, opened her mouth and took a nipple into her waiting mouth! God it tasted good!! Becky moaned as the tit sucking made her squirm around on the couch, making it quite obvious that her pussy was now going into overdrive!

Claire now started to tug at Becky's jeans trying to pull them down so she could get to that hot little cunt, and after several futile minutes, Becky hunched over and slipped them over her still girlish hips. Now the only things she had left on were here bright red knee socks and white cotton panties with little pink roses on them. As Claire stared down at the young sexpot, she felt her own cunt begin to cream uncontrollably! With her hands sahiking, she started to undress in front of the rapt youngster, and as her clothes hit the floor Becky never let her eyes move from Claire's now naked form. Claire felt like a slut but didn't care, all she wanted now was to have this little cunt for herself! She slipped back down to the sofa and pulled Becky to her so that their chests were mashed together. Then they kissed each other deeply as the ground their nipples into each other while both women were now ready to explode with lust! Claire reached down and pulled off Becky's wet panties and was hit with another surprise--Becky for her age had a very very hairy pussy!!! A thick mat of dark brown fur ringed a now gaping pair of very puffy cunt lips! Claire asked Becky if she had ever had an orgasm. Becky whispered, "Only with my own fingers!" Claire smiled, kissed her and then slid down the sofa until her mouth was breathing hot air right on Becky's hot slit! "W-what are you gonna do," moaned Becky?

"This," answered Claire, and with that one word she buried her tongue deep into Becky's quim! Within seconds she was exploding her juice into Claire's waiting mouth as a brutally powerful orgasm swept through the young girl's body as if it was a revelation! Afterwards, with her chest still heaving, she gave Claire a long kiss and a hug and thanked her profusely! Claire gave her a loving smile and then guided her own nipple into the satiated girl's mouth. "Shut up and eat," Claire ordered! Lesson one was just beginning!

Claire (Part 3) Lingerie Party

She was running late as usual! Claire just couldn't seem to get anywhere on time. Why in the world did she ever agree to attend a lingerie party at Cathy's house? With Frank away on business and it being a week night, she had had trouble finding a sitter for the twins. She was bone tired and prospect of watching a lingerie show was the last thing she wanted to do, but Cathy had invited her over a month ago and had promised an "interesting evening". How did she get roped into these things?!? Oh well, a few of her other friends were going to be there, and she hadn't seen some of them in months.

When she arrived at Cathy's place she was surprised to see so many cars parked in the driveway and on the street. "Well, the more the merrier," she thought, as she walked quickly up the walk to the large imposing red front door. A hard rap on the brass knocker and the door was immediately swung open by Julie, Cathy's best friend. "Come on in Claire, and make yourself comfortable, the show's just about ready to start," said Julie as she ushered her into the downstairs rec room, "we've got the house all to ourselves, Cathy's husband and kids decided to go bowling to get away from us girls!!!" Claire looked around the room and exchanged hellos with the women she knew and was quickly introduced to the ones she didn't. She had just settled down in her seat when Cathy stood up and introduced the lady who was putting on the show. Vera Lane was a strikingly beautiful woman with a large chest, medium length brown hair, and long slim legs. She was dressed in a woman's business suit that although was perfectly proper, on Vera it looked anything but proper, seemingly covering up and intriguing unknown. Vera explained that the lingerie would be modeled by her and several of her models she had brought along with her. She would encourage the women, however, to please try on any or all of the items being shown that evening, and she further went on to explain that lingerie they were modeling that evening could be ordered in red, black, white, nude, and pink. She also said to ask questions as they went along as the show was quite informal.

Claire was listening with half and ear when all at once Vera Lane unbuttoned her suit jacket and removed it along with her skirt and blouse! Underneath she wore an absolutely wicked black bra and panties set with a matching garter belt and stockings! In her five inch spiked heels she looked spectacular to say the least! By now Claire was getting much more interested in what Vera had to sell, and after giving a brief rundown on the items she was wearing, she called out for Pam, a young girl of about twenty five who was wearing a red teddi. As the models would come "on stage", Vera Lane would give a brief description and pricing information. Any questions would be answered and then a new model would appear and the whole process would start all over again. After about one hour Vera said that they would be taking a fifteen minute break and then would bring on the "special" items. Claire made small talk with some of her friends, got a drink of 7&7 and returned to her chair. Seeing these young girls in the skimpy underwear had made Claire a little creamy in her panties, and although there had been no direct talk of sex, there was a definite undercurrent of arousal in the air!

By now Vera was back at the front of the room and asked for attention. She then said that they now were going to show a special line of products whose use would be self explanatory. Reaching into a large black leather bag Vera Lane pulled out an eight inch plastic vibrator, and as she held it high for everyone to see, she said, "A woman's best friend!!" There was an audible gasp from some of the ladies in the audience but no one got up to leave--infact no one moved an inch!! With a quick twist of her wrist Vera turned the machine on and an audible buzz could be heard throughout the room. Giving a description of the device and how the controls operated, Vera then did something that stunned everyone there, including Claire, as Vera Lane very casually slid down her black panties, sat down on a folding chair and stuck the buzzing machine into her hot pussy!!! That brought gasps from the crowd, but soon the loudest sounds were coming from Vera Lane herself! Moving the dick like object in and out of her pussy, she began to moan in obvious pleasure, and it soon became evident that she intended to cum right there in front of every one!!! Claire's own pussy was now leaking like a sieve and her panties were becoming drenched with her cunt juice! God she wished she had that thing in her pussy!!! As Vera continued to work her pussy, two of her models, Pam and Ingrid, came out of the changing room. Pam was wearing a strap on dildo that looked like an erect penis, while Ingrid lay down on the carpeted floor, spread her legs, and begged Pam to fuck her! In an instant Pam was between her legs guiding the latex dick into her little blond fuck hole! Soon she was pounding away at Ingrid's defenseless pussy with reckless abandon while by now Vera was in such a sexual frenzy, she had stopped fucking herself and was now directing the tip of the buzzing toy onto her burning clit! Her head rolled from side to side and she actually looked slack jawed as her orgasm thundered through her hot cunt, screaming with pleasure as her whole body shuddered to a standstill!!!<

Claire by now had slipped her hand up under her skirt and was brazenly fingering her pussy, and at that moment she couldn't have cared less if anyone was watching her at all, but she needn't have worried, as over half of the "ladies" had their fingers buried deep in their own quims! Soon there were women having their own orgasms oblivious to everything around them! Claire reached over and began rubbing the chest of the woman next her, who was furiously frigging her clit and was close to cumming! When the woman didn't move her hand from her breasts, Claire became bolder and unbuttoned the woman's blouse and slipped her hand inside her bra. This lady had a nice set of tits with especially long nipples and Claire rolled them between her fingers,making them grow nice and hard! Claire then took her free hand and opened up her own blouse and bra and pulled out her boobs. She then guided her hot nipple into the mouth of the panting woman who couldn't seem to get enough of Claire's nipples! Claire was now in the midst of the onset of a very major orgasm! Her nipples were super sensitive and this woman was sucking them like there was no tomorrow! Claire then whispered into the lady's ear, "After you cum, eat my pussy!" The woman could only nod as her own orgasm raced through her like a freight train on the loose, while at the same time she tried to inhale Claire's firm breast as she hit her peak! By now Claire couldn't wait another second as she grabbed the woman by the hair and pulled her mouth to her gaping vagina! The second that hot tongue touched her clit, Claire was shooting her hot juices into the stranger's eager mouth, as a matter of fact she was cumming for the second time in less that ten minutes! The two ladies then held each other and caressed each others breasts as they gave soft wet kisses to one and other!

Claire looked around and saw Cathy with her panties off using the same vibrator Vera Lane had been using. As she disentangled herself from the crowd of hot sweaty women, Claire found Vera Lane and said, "Nice sales technique! I'll take two of everything!" Driving home all she could say was, "What a party!!!"

Claire Part 2: The Juice

As Claire finished up her last aerobics exercise, she noticed a very muscular dark haired woman working out on the stationary bike in the strength and conditioning room. The woman was oblivious to everything around her because of the Walkman headphones attached to her weightlifting belt. Claire picked up her towel and walked directly towards the heavily sweating woman, and as she got closer, Claire could see the brunette was extremely well built and was much more heavily muscled than any female she had ever seen. Her quads stretched the skin tight workout tights as she pedaled at an even steady pace, while her biceps bulged even though at the present time her arms were at rest. It was hard to tell how tall she was because she was sitting down, but Claire guessed that she was average height--about 5'5" to 5'6" while her weight was probably more than she looked because of all those bulging muscles, and with her hair tied into a bun behind her head Claire guessed that a long mane of brown hair would frame a pretty if not beautiful face.

As she settled onto the bike next to her, the brunette gave Claire a courteous nod, and with this opening Claire nodded back and introduced herself. Turning off her headphones the woman introduced herself as Samantha or Sam for short as she reached out a small but powerful hand in an introductory shake. After some small talk, in which Claire found out that Sam was single, lived alone, worked in the Loop as an attorney, and drove a bright red Mazda Miata, Claire broached the subject of Sam's tremendous physique. She told Claire that as a small child she had a terrible weight problem and this caused her to be teased by her classmates until she was fifteen. That's when she decided to do something about it! She saw an ad on TV about a weight training program, which in turn got her started in body building and endurance training. As she shed the pounds, she got more and more into it! In high school her training was just for her own physical well being and mental health, but at college, however, she got into competitive lifting and entered triathlon meets against experienced athletes, and she had been hooked ever since.

Both women decided to call it quits for the day and hit the showers. As they undressed Claire told Sam about her family life and of how Frank was on the road so much while also glancing at Sam's body to see how it shaped up out of her workout clothes. To say she was spectacular would be an understatement!!! Unbelievably muscular with tits that you could die for and large nipples that stood out like thimbles surrounded by large pink areolas-- a solid D cup Claire guessed. Sam's bush was also a sight to behold, a very thick patch of fur covered her pussy while thin trail of dark hair ran up to her navel. Immediately deciding that she wanted to have her, Claire wrapped a towel around her as they walked into the showers, while Sam on the other hand left her body totally uncovered, seemingly oblivious to the effect she was having on her new found friend!!!

Under the hot jets of as water both women silently let their muscles and minds relax, it was at that moment that Claire noticed something like she had never seen before!!! It was between Sam's legs--what was it??? As she tried to get a better look without looking overly obvious, she finally figured out what she had seen, it was Sam's clit!!! It was jutting out of the dense curly pubic hair that was trying to hide it! It was much bigger than anything Claire had ever seen in her entire life, and that included four years of college in a dorm and a sorority. As she was looking away Sam said, "It got that way from the Juice." Claire was embarrassed that she had been found staring, but couldn't help but looking back at the enormous organ for a better look. Sam explained that when she was in college she took steroids to promote muscle mass and one of the side effects was an enlarged clitoris. When she quit taking the drugs the clit stayed in its present state--oversized and constantly engorged! She told Claire how sometimes she would have violent orgasms if her crotch was rubbed by a bike seat, a weight lifting apparatus, or any of half a dozen other things, and not only was it big, it was also super sensitive. Just to show Claire what she meant, Sam adjusted her shower head directly at her cunt, and while the stream of hot water bore directly onto her clit, Sam began to breathe heavily and shake, and within a matter of minutes she brought herself to a shuddering climax!!! With no one else in the shower Claire boldly reached out and began feeling Sam's chest--it was the only soft thing on her body, and Sam immediately began to respond to Claire's deft touch, while turning her body so Claire had a straight on look at this magnificent creature. Her hard clit was still pushing it's way through the wet forest of hair, and Claire dropped to her knees and began to tongue Sam's erect organ while her own hand went to her own clit as she furiously frigged her hot steaming slit. As she sucked, Claire looked up to see Sam sucking one of her own nipples, and that sight, coupled with her own fingering started wave after wave of orgasm to sweet through her shaking body. As she started to tremble, Claire also felt Sam's pussy begin to violently contract as her sucking became more intense, inducing the muscular woman to a blinding climax of her own!!!

Both women slipped to the floor in a heap of spent sexual delight, and Sam gently leaned over and gave Claire a tender kiss and a soft thank you. Claire looked down to see if Sam's clit had relaxed at all, but just like a good little soldier, it still it stood at attention! All Sam said was, "Always like that." As they got dressed, Claire said, "Same time next week?" Sam replied, "I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

Claire (Part 1) The Seduction

Claire finished the breakfast dishes and was on her way out the door from her upscale suburban home and into the big four wheel drive Ford Explorer. Gliding smoothly into traffic, she thought that lately shopping seemed to be her only outlet. Her husband Frank was away on business at least three nights a week, and usually more. Not to be complaining, Frank is a wonderful provider and father for her and the twins, but it seemed like they hardly ever saw each other, let alone spending any meaningful time together.

As she pulled into the mall parking garage, Claire's thoughts turned to the ad she had seen in the local newspaper--OPENING FRIDAY!!! BOUDOIR LINGERIE!!! Claire had been taken by the ad immediately, and she really could use some new bras and panties. Even though she and Frank had been married for eight years Claire had managed to stay in good shape, and for a thirty three year old she still could turn a man's head, and the only real change in her body was her chest size. When she graduated from college Claire was a perfect 34-C, but after the birth of her daughters, her boobs had grown to a very heavy 34-D. Although they sagged a little, she still filled out a bra like a centerfold, and when he did show some interest, Frank liked to tell her that no Playboy bunny could hold a candle to her! As she entered the mall she thought of the last time he had sucked her tits, and her nipples got getting hard just thinking about it inducing her to look down at her chest and see the two buds poking through the her blouse, casuing her to shiver!!!

There was hardly a sole to be seen as Claire headed off to find the new store, BOUDOIR LINGERIE, and after locating a store register directory, she found that it was on Level 3 East. The elevator ride and walk to the store took about five minutes, but when she approached the door she realized it was about a half hour until opening, and as she was just about to walk away, she caught a movement behind the glass. As she focused her eyes, Claire saw an attractive woman of about forty five coming to the locked door. She clicked the latch, opened the door and invited Claire to come in, introducing herself as Marie while extending her hand. As Claire was shaking hands she gave Marie a quick look over--tall, about 5'10' Claire guessed, dark brown hair with just a touch of gray that was pulled back behind her head and held in place with a silver barrette while a stern but attractive face that was highlighted with light pink rouge and matching lip gloss. Tactfully dressed in a light gray suit with a rose colored silk blouse that was accented by a loosely tied mauve scarf, the hem of her skirt was just about knee high and covered obviously athletically trim legs while black patent leather high heals completed the ensemble!!! Impressive to say the least!!!

Marie led Claire into the main lingerie department and commented that she was her first customer and she wanted to give Claire her undivided attention. After a few pleasantries were exchanged Marie got down to business and asked Claire exactly what she was looking for, after which Claire told her that a few bra and panty sets would be good for starters. Marie quickly led Claire to the expensive Amore' line that was being endorsed by a European actress. Marie asked Claire to remove her coat and after giving her a quick once over, she selected flesh colored and black sets and led Claire to the changing room. Claire didn't usually try on underclothes in a store, but this time she seemed to be swept along by the aura that Marie exuded.

Claire expected Marie to hand her the clothes and wait outside the changing room, but instead she gently pulled her inside and closed the door. In a matter of fact tone Marie instructed Claire to remove her clothes, and after hesitating for a moment, a firm look from Marie made Claire begin to undress. Although she was embarrassed, Claire quickly removed all of her clothing until she was standing naked before the approving eyes of Marie. It was strange but Claire was proud of the way her body looked, and never in her whole life had she ever thought about displaying herself to another woman, however here she was in a changing room standing naked before a total stranger!!! In a soft voice Marie murmured, "Very nice," while handing the flesh colored panties to Claire and told her to put them on. As she pulled them up over her hips she saw Marie looking directly at her blond haired crotch, which caused Claire to shiver and make her nipples immediately harden. She adjusted her panties and reached for the bra, and as she began to put it on, she felt Marie's hands helping with the clasp in back, then reaching around her with both arms she adjusted her chest inside the large cups. As she tugged and pulled on the bra, Marie let her hands roam all over her, gently cupping each breast and squeezing and pinching her nipples. Claire was stunned but didn't move as Marie continued to touch her while biting on her shoulder and ear. As the massaging of her chest became more intense, Claire then felt the clasp to the bra unhook! Marie's hands were now on her bare breasts! Claire turned around to face Marie directly, and immediately Marie's mouth went straight to her nipples, sucking on them urgently for two or three minutes as the moisture was filling her hot pussy. Claire became dizzy with desire and Marie slipped to her knees and pulled off the flimsy panties. "This is what I want," she said, as she pushed Claire down on the changing room stool and pulled open her legs. Marie's mouth barely touched her outer lips, but it caused Claire to shudder! The feeling was unbelievable!!! When Marie forced her tongue into her hot slit, the first of her orgasms hit like a tidal wave. Wave after wave poured over the shaking woman, and just as she began to come down from her high, Marie's expert tongue found her clit and began a steady licking and sucking that caused Claire to cum three more times in quick succession!!!

Claire reached out and caressed Marie's face and murmured little thank you's as she nursed the older woman until Marie got to her feet and stood before her still seated partner. Now it was Marie's turn to remove her clothing. Silently she unbuttoned her jacket, and Claire could see that beneath all that material was a very very large chest. The thin silk blouse was strained to it's limits as she shrugged the coat from her shoulders, and you could clearly see the outline of a very sexy low cut white bra through the thin material!!! Slowly Marie undid the buttons of her blouse exposing one of the most beautiful chests Claire had ever seen, and as if drawn by a magnet, Claire reached up and felt the huge bust as it fought to free itself from the straining nylon. As she caressed the her boobs, Marie continued to undress, slipping out of her skirt and standing before Claire in a bra, panties, garter belt and hose. She was certainly a living advertisement for BOUDOIR LINGERIE!!! Marie stood motionless for a few seconds, letting Claire get a good look at her magnificent body, while Claire noticed a very definite wet spot on the front of Marie's frilly panties. With both hands Marie grabbed at the waistband of her panties and gave them a quick hard pull, tearing them away and leaving Claire staring directly at the dark furry pussy of her seductress. Without a word Marie lifted her right leg and put it on the side of the stool Claire was sitting on, opeing Marie's pussy and leaving it just inches from Claire's mouth. The aroma was absolutely intoxicating!! Gently Marie pulled Claire's head towards her waiting crotch and in a stern voice commanded, "Suck Mama!!!" Claire buried her face right into the hot wet cunt and within seconds brought the quivering lady to a smashing orgasm.

As both women held each other in the afterglow of great sex, Claire knew that a whole new horizon had been opened for her that day! She vowed that from now on she would take the initiative to create her own sexual destiny, and as we will find out in future stories, she does exactly that!!!

Claire

Sorry, about the lack of update yesterday. It was too beautiful of a day to be inside working on the computer. Tonight I'm going to start posting a new erotic story series, "Claire."

Just Like Old Times

Teri just had to get away from it all, she had just buried her husband a little over three months ago, and everything around her reminded her of him. After thirty seven years of marriage to such a wonderful man, it was hard to get up in the morning and face the day! Teri's two grown daughters were getting worried about their mother's state of mind, and finally insisted that she get away for a few days, just to kind of relax and let her batteries recharge. She didn't want to go somewhere that she and Tom had visited, so it was decided that she would spend a week in New York City, taking in a few shows, and seeing all of the sights. They'd talked about doing it for years, but never got around to it, so Teri's daughters figured that this would be the perfect time!

Teri wouldn't have given their little plan a chance in hell of working, but much to her delight, she was actually having a good time! Cats and Les Miz were more fantastic than she had ever imagined they'd be, the Guggenheim had more stunning art in one place than was imaginable, and the food, well it was just magnificent! New York had turned out being the tonic that made her see that it was possible to have a life after Tom, in fact, she was planning on making Manhattan a yearly destination! In a city the size of New York, especially when you're a total stranger, you don't expect to meet someone out of your past, but for Teri, her life was about to take twist that was completely unexpected, and that moment came at the check out line at Bloomingdale's department store. While she was paying for a new pair of leather gloves for her younger daughter, she noticed a very attractive woman staring at her from across the room. She tried to ignore her, but the woman was being so obvious, that the sales lady even commented that she thought her "friend " was trying to get her attention. Teri paid for her purchase and quickly made her way to the front door when she felt a hand on her arm and the question, "Teri, is that you!?!" She spun around, not sure how to react, but in an instant recognized the face from over forty years ago in college, "Victoria," she asked!?!

"I wasn't sure it was you," exclaimed Victoria, "what's it been, forty years now!?!" "You look fabulous, Vicki," gushed Teri, while looking over her long lost friend! "You too," chimed in Vicki, "what on earth are you doing in New York, Teri, I thought you were living in the midwest somewhere?!?" "I am," replied Teri, "I'm just here on a little vacation courtesy of my two daughters, I recently lost my husband and they thought a trip would do me good!" "Oh, Teri, I'm so sorry to hear of your loss, how many years were you married," asked Vicki? "Uh, thirty seven," Teri answered quickly, "say, let's not talk here, how about we go some place where we can sit down?" "Good idea," responded Vicki, "and I know just the spot!" The two woman, still gabbing away, left the store and took off down Fifth Ave, they had a lot of years to make up for!!!"

The coffee shop was dark and quiet, just kind spot for two old friends to reminisce about old times. "Where are you staying," asked Vicki, while taking a sip of her cafe' mocha? "At the Crown Plaza," replied Teri, "over by Times Square." "Well," Vicki intoned, "I'll have my girl get your things and bring them over to my place, you're not spending another night in a hotel!" Teri started to protest but Vicki just cut her off with, "Listen, girl, as long as you're in my town you always have a place to stay, and after a little more discussion, Teri finally agreed to move out of her hotel and into Vicki's co-op apartment. Teri found out that Vicki had never married, and had basically lived the life of the idle rich, a trust fund baby by way of her father's oil company. Talk of college and the good old days brought laughs and sighs from both women, where had the time gone!?! After leaving the coffee shop, Vicki hailed a cab and gave the driver a Park Avenue address, and ten minutes later they were on their way up to Vicki's apartment on the thirty third floor where they were greeted at the front door by a beautiful Japanese girl, in her early twenties by Teri's best estimation, who bowed politely at the waist and asked Vicki if there was anything she needed. Vicki quickly brought the young girl up to speed on Teri's situation at the hotel, and soon sent her on her way to retrieve her luggage. Teri was admiring the view of the United Nations and the East River when Vicki slipped up behind her, put her arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "Do you remember our nights together in the sorority, when I would take you like this and make love to you?" How could she forget, it was some of the best love making she had ever experienced, and Vicki always had brought out the best in her! "You know what I always liked best don't you," asked Vicki in a husky voice? Vicki answered her own question by letting her hands slide upward until they cupped Teri's huge full chest and whispered, "Tell me, how big are they now!?!" Teri, a little surprised at the sudden turn of events, managed to stammer, "38dd!" "You know how I've always loved big tits," Vicki said smoothly, "and yours feel bigger than I remembered, but I have a question for you, have you had other women since we did it in college?" Shaking her head from side to side, Teri stammered, "N-no, no one else, just you!" "Good," Vicki exclaimed, "I want you for my own," while she started unbuttoning Teri's blouse, "let's get naked!!!"

Vicki let her eyes drink in the lusciousness of Teri's full matronly body, while absentmindedly reaching out and twisting one of Teri's fat nipples, causing it harden immediately. The nipple's reaction was not lost on either woman, and Vicki commented, "Nothing's changed in all these years has it, you still can't help yourself when you're around me can you,"n while Teri whimpered softly, her vagina now a literal sieve of cunt juice. "Now," observed Vicki, while feeling Teri's open slit, "it seems that you have a problem in your vagina, and I was wondering if there was any way I could fix it for you?" "Please Vicki," Teri pleaded, "don't make me beg you, just do it!!!" "I'm surprised at you," rebuked Vicki, "you know that I always make you beg for it, do you think a little passage of time will change that fact!?!" "No," Teri panted, "I'm sorry, please, take care of it for me, I promise I'll be a good little girl!!!" In the old days, Vicki might have teased Teri for up to half an hour, but now after all these years, her own cunt was on fire with anticipation, so she led Teri to the over stuffed sofa, sat her down, and spread her legs wide. Teri's vaginal lips puffed out obscenely under her thick forest of gray flecked pubic hair, a sight that made Vicki's own cunt contract in readiness! Another thing that remained the same was Teri's need to have her breasts held and fondled during sex, and true to form, she was already softly rolling each erect nipple between an index finger and thumb. One last little tease, thought Vicki, and she asked, "Now, what is it you want me to do to you, I seem to have forgotten, it's been so many years!!!" "Jesus, Vicki," Teri moaned loudly, "eat me for god's sake, you're driving me up the wall!" Vicki chuckled, dropped to her knees, and the buried her mouth on the sweetest pussy she had ever tasted, and within two or three hard licks, Teri was having the first good orgasm since the death of her husband. It was as if a sexual avalanche was being let loose at the top of a high mountain, as it rolled over any and everything in its path! Vicki's face was drenched with cunt juice, her cheeks shining brightly as the light reflected off her wet skin as she commented, "Now my turn, my cunt is hot as a fire cracker!"

Vicki was just getting settled down on the sofa when the front door swung open and Minh Su, her young servant, came in with Teri's suitcase and over night bag. Teri immediately tried to cover herself, but Minh Su hardly even raised an eye brow at the two naked middle aged women, and much to Vicki's amusement, it was quite obvious that Teri was quite embarrassed by her predicament, and that it was time to have a more little fun with her. "Minh Su," called Vicki, "would you please come over here and help me with a little problem I'm having?" Teri couldn't believe what was happening and in a low voice hissed, "Are you crazy, she can see everything!?!" Vicki just ignored the conflagrations of her friend, and waited calmly for Minh Su. When she got there, Vicki asked her, "Dear, Teri is having a problem with her breasts, and well, to tell you the truth, they need to be sucked to relieve her tension, do you think you could take care of that for her, please?" Without hesitation, Minh Su stepped towards Teri and took a large nipple into her mouth and began sucking it softly causing Teri's eyes to immediately glaze over as the little Asian expertly sucked her to hard nipple nirvana. "Do you want me to stop her," asked Vicki innocently? "No, please don't stop her," gasped Teri, "she's unbelievable!!!" After several minutes of watching her young companion sucking Teri's big chest, Vicki then ordered, "Okay, Minh Su, stand up and take off your clothes!" Teri watched in rapt fascination as the young beauty stripped herself naked, exposing what had to be the most incredible body she had ever seen!!! Slim, without and once of fat, small perfect breast with cute up turned nipples, long black hair that perfectly framed her face, and a thick vee of pubic hair over an pair of shaved puffy vaginal lips. "Now," said Vicki, "as I was saying, what do you want to do now, Teri???" Teri licked her lips hungrily and answered softly, " I want to eat her pussy!" Vicki motion for Minh Su to lie down on the couch and to spread her legs, her entire body was a wet dream come to life, with her pussy lips bulging full, an easy indicator that Minh Su was in a state of high sexual tension. When Teri's mouth finally caressed the Japanese girl's nether lips, the young girl moan softly, and gently pushed her crotch into Teri's hungry mouth. Teri pulled away long enough to say, "God Vic, she's delicious, and these lips, they're so puffy!!!" "Don't talk, eat," admonished Vicki, who by now was fingering her own wet vagina, as she watched Teri's head disappeared between the slim thighs of her young servant. Vicki's finger flew over her engorged clitoris, transfixed at the sight of her old friend tonguing the young Asian's cunt, and equally turned on by Minh Su's nearing climax. There was something about the way Minh Su came that always made Vicki's clit do a flip flop, and now, watching her grinding her pussy into Teri's open mouth, well, it was more than Vicki could take as her groan turned to a muffled scream, which in turn drove Minh Su past the point of no return! Both Vicki and Minh Su were both caught in a vortex of sexual excitement that caused both of their vaginas to spasm over and over again in orgasmic ecstasy while Vicki collapsed on the sofa next to Minh Su and gave the young girl a deep French kiss. Teri, finally pulling away from the warm buttery vagina, waited to get her kiss from her wonderful hostess and friend and sighed softly, "Thank you, Vic, for a wonderful afternoon, the best I've had in years," just before the two old friends kissed each other tenderly, relishing the taste of Minh Su's juices which still covered Teri's face.

After they had dressed and Minh Su had gone to put Teri's things in the guest bedroom, Vicki said, "Ya know, Teri, my bed is big enough for three, what do you think!?!" "I don't think that I can wait for bed time," replied Teri, "we still have a lot of lost time to make up for, so let's get busy!!!"

The First Lady

"I'll kill that fucking bastard," screamed Jennifer Boyle, the wife of the President of the United States, "every fucking time I go out of town on his fucking business I have to hear stories about his incessant fucking around!!!" This wasn't the first time that Jim Knox had heard this little tirade, and as the lead Secret Service body guard for the First Lady, he had seen and heard more than his fair share of intra family squabbling, but when ever she went off like this, it was better just to try and blend into the back ground and hope her tantrum would blow over quickly. Tonight, however, he had a feeling that the President had crossed over some imaginary line of demarcation, and maybe, just maybe Mrs. Boyle was going to cause Kennsington Holton Boyle more than a little trouble! She poured herself a scotch and water, and uncharacteristically offered him one. "Come on Jimmy, have a drink with me, I'm staying in the rest of the night and you go off duty in a couple of hours, so what's the harm," she asked in almost a pleading voice??? "No thanks ma'am, I really have to stay sharp, if it ever got out that agents were drinking on the job,
well, I'm afraid it would be all over," replied Jim gently. "Sweet Jesus Christ," she muttered, "I can't even get the help to have a drink with me," while draining her glass and immediately pouring another! Normally Jim would have kept his mouth shut and let Mrs. Boyle work it out for herself, but tonight was different, she was really hurting inside. Her husband's philandering was taking a vicious toll on his wife and Jim couldn't understand how a man married to such a beautiful and devoted wife could even think about cheating on her! Through three campaigns for governor as well as hundreds of other fund raisers and political meetings, Jennifer Boyle had let her whole career as a lawyer stand on hold as she pushed her husband towards the prize of the presidency, and usually after meeting them both, most people wondered if the wrong Boyle got elected! "Mrs. Boyle," Jim said softly, "I just want you to know that it has been a privilege protecting you, and that in my eyes you are a true patriot!" Jennifer Boyle cocked her head to one side, took a long drink, and then slid to the floor with glass in hand and began to sob!!!

Jim Knox raced across the room and tried to help the First Lady to her feet, worried that some of the help might come in and see her in this agitated state. He could see it in the tabloids now, "First Lady Falling Down Drunk And Crying Over Kenny's Trysts!!!" Well if he had anything to say about it, that headline would never see the light of day! "Come on, Mrs. Boyle, you can't lay there like this, get to your feet and we'll talk about it," Jim pleaded! "Okay Jimmy, she slurred, "talk to me then, tell what a great man my husband is and why I'm sooooooo lucky to be married to him!!!" After Jim finally got her into an easy chair over by the desk and away from the liquor cabinet, it was then he broke a cardinal rule of the Service, Never Ever Bad Mouth Any Member Of The First Family!!! He was seething inside that his president would treat such a fine lady in such a shabby disgraceful fashion, and he just blurted out, "No ma'am, I'm not going to say that, he's not worthy of your company let alone your bed, and if I had my druthers, he would
be horse whipped for the way he has treated you!!!"

With her eyes shining from tears and her lower lip trembling, she looked up at him and said, "Why thank you Jimmy, that's about the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me, you don't know how much I appreciate it!" What happened next was hard for Jimmy to figure out, even later on when he had more time to think about it, but it was as if a magnet pulled their mouths together in a long deep kiss that seemed to last forever! Jim's head was spinning, he knew that what he was doing was more than wrong, it was morally repugnant, but he kept kissing her, and falling deeper and deeper under her spell. Even as he felt fingers undoing his belt buckle and soft hands slipping inside his shorts to where his manhood was trying in vain to escape its cotton prison, he tried pulling away long enough to say, "No, it's wrong, we can't do this," but she kissed him again and pulled his hard erection into the warm White House air, and while still sitting in her chair, she straightened Jim up and leaned forward, taking his hard penis into her mouth!!!

When he looked down, he couldn't help but feel totally stunned, here was a woman known the whole world over and universally loved by one and all, and yet here she was
devouring his dick like there was no tomorrow!!! She let it slip out of her mouth momentarily and whispered, "You have a wonderful cock, Jimmy, I wish that I had done this a long time ago!" Seeing this lovely woman he so adored, making love to his cock in such a tender and loving way was more than he could take, and as soon as she took him back into her mouth, he let loose with a gusher of hot cum down her hot throat!!! He half expected her to spit his cock and cum out of her mouth with revulsion, but instead, she sucked even harder, trying to coax every last bit of cum from his pulsating weapon while sighing, "Jesus that tasted good I haven't done that in such a long time, I really missed it!"

Just like every man, after he cums, the edge is taken off, and Jim was no different, so immediately he tried to pull up his pants and get out of the compromising situation, but Jennifer Boyle would have none of it! "Not so fast, honey," she intoned, "you still have to take care of mama!!!" "Ma'am, I don't think that we should.......", but he was cut off when she said cryptically, "Now Jimmy, don't be like may asshole husband and leave me hanging in the lurch, you gotta do me, and do me now!!!" Just being compared to President Boyle was enough to make him want to throw up, so throwing caution to the winds, he helped Mrs. Boyle to her feet and began undressing her. When she was finally before him in just her white lace bra and panties, she was just like every other woman stripping before a new man, wondering if she would measure up, and would he be pleased!?! Well, Jennifer Boyle had no reason to feel inadequate, because Jim couldn't take his eyes off the magnificent creature in front of him! No, she wasn't some twenty one year old intern, but she was all woman, with lush full breasts, a tummy with just the hint of a paunch, wide hips that tapered down to attractive if not slim legs, and while he couldn't see it from the front, he was pretty sure that her ass would be womanly, with just a touch of cushiness! He looked into her sad eyes, sorry that it had to come to this for her, and said, "You are without a doubt one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart!" "She dropped her head, a little embarrassed, and said softly, "Thank you, you don't know how much that means to me!" Hearing her say that, saying that she was at least happy that another man found her a little bit attractive, well, that really set Jim off! He quickly stripped off his clothes and took her into his arms and again kissed her long and hard, pausing now and then to look deep into her eyes, the bright blue sparklers that had enchanted so many and high lighted so many magazine covers! He let his hand find the catches to her bra as he leaned back and let the restrictive garment fall to the floor between them. Her breasts were large and supple with just a hint of sag, he kissed her again and crushed the massive mammaries hard between them, rotating back and forth to let them work against his chest, making her nipples harden and stand out proudly! He sat he back down in the chair and tugged her bikini panties over her hips and off past her feet, revealing a pussy that was thick with dish water blonde pubic hair and shaped like a perfect vee, and from the looks of it she didn't trim or shave it, letting it grow wild and free like a shaggy old dog! He looked longingly at her now damp slit, and said, "Now, it's my turn to make you feel good," and he took his position between her thighs, and let his mouth come to rest right on her dripping crack!

"Oh, Jimmy," she moaned, "you have such a talented tongue, do mama's clit, please do it for me now!!!" He wanted her to be satisfied, but he also wanted it to last more than a minute or two, and he could tell she was right on the edge, so he decided to have a little fun and lick every where but her clitoris, slowly working up and down her crack, taking time to make love to every inch of it, but always stopping just short of her erect little love button. She started grinding her hips against his mouth, trying desperately to have his tongue make contact with her now burning clit! "Don't do this to me she moaned, you're driving me crazy, do it now, please, I can't stand it much longer," she begged loudly!!! Worried that someone might hear her loud voice, Jim finally let his tongue roam over the little thimble of love, caressing its hard little head until he heard hear her suck in a lung full of air, and quickly expel it, groaning more loudly with each passing lick, then, almost like a shooting star, out of nowhere, an orgasm of monumental proportions slammed into her hungry snatch, lifting her hips at least six inches off the chair seat, and hard into Jim's hard sucking mouth! Jim ate her like there was no tomorrow, trying to give his First Lady an orally induced climax that she would remember until the day she died!!!

"Oh my, that was wonderful," she gushed, while absentmindedly stroking her slit, "I don't think I've ever cum harder!!!" "I'm glad you liked it," Jim replied, "but we better get dressed before we get in real hot water!" "You're right," she replied brightly, "let's get dressed, I want to show you something in the West Wing." They both scrambled into their clothes, and then were off down the long corridor to the Executive Offices, and the location of the Oval Office. Since the President was in Miami for a fund raiser, there were no guards or agents patrolling that particular area at this time, as they were mostly confined to the living quarters in the main building. Jennifer Boyle used a master key, and before Jim knew what was happening, he and the First Lady were standing on the Presidential Seal in the Oval Office. "Ma'am," he offered, "I don't think the President would appreciate us rummaging around his office, in fact, I know he wouldn't like it!!!"

Giving a loud snort, Mrs. Boyle retorted, "Who gives a fuck what he thinks, at this very moment he's probably being kept warm by some little South Beach tramp, besides, I haven't shown you reason for my bringing you here," and then to Jim's utter consternation, the First Lady removed all of her clothing and lay down on top of the great seal with her legs spread wide apart and said, "Well, aren't you gonna give the First Fuck what she really needs, or are you gonna make her beg for it!?!" "You're out of your mind," Jim replied excitedly, "what if someone should come in!?!" "Oh shut up, Jimmy and get your pants down," she ordered, "I won't be the first member of the Boyle family to get fucked in here!!!" Jim then made a split second decision, it would be faster to fuck her quick and get it over with than to stand there and argue with a drunken naked woman lying in the middle of the Oval Office!!! Not bothering to remove his clothing, he dropped his pants and shorts and crawled between the inviting legs of Jennifer Boyle. "Okay, Jimmy," she purred, "let's see if you fuck as good as you suck!" Her cunt was already a cauldron of burning cunt juice, so not wasting anytime with the niceties of love making, Jimmy lined up his seven inch fuck stick against the opening of her wet pussy, and in one dramatic thrust buried his pecker all the was to the hilt!!! With no one around to hear her, Jennifer Boyle screamed with pleasure as her vagina was being assaulted by the battering ram attached to Jim's crotch! "Oh, god," she moaned, "you do that so fucking well, you're giving your First Lady a presidential fucking!!!" Jim too, was now to far gone to think about anything but getting his gun off, and he even increased the tempo of his stroking as his orgasm rushed towards the head of his hard pecker! "I-I-I'm cumming," she stammered, while trying desperately to hold the hard dick deep inside her hot love canal! It was all over for Jim too, as spurts of red hot cum jettisoned out the end of his pulsating dick, and deep into the pussy of the President of the United States' wife!!!

He finally rolled off of her, gasping for air, and waiting for his pulse to return to a semblance of normalcy as she whispered, "Jimmy you are without a doubt the best agent that's ever covered a First Lady!!!" "Just how do you mean that, Ma'am," he asked slyly!?! "Anyway you want it to, Jimmy, anyway you want it to!!!"

The Graduate Assistant

The first one that's not one of my stories. But I like it.

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Jason was in deep trouble and he knew it, he was on the verge of flunking Economics 1! Jesus Christ, why did he even take this stupid course, it had absolutely nothing to do with his major, and if he didn't get at least a passing grade, he wouldn't graduate this spring with his class, and what's worse, he'd have to stay for the summer session and take it over again and he had plans to tour Europe with a couple of his buddies as kind of a last fling. While Professor Watters was known for his toughness, Jason figured he didn't have anything to lose by doing a little begging for his academic life, so he scheduled an appointment with the professor for the following day. Right from the start he could see that coming here had been a big mistake, as Professor Watters was totally unsympathetic to his situation. "Study harder, Mr. Polk, that is the only advice I can give you," Profesor Watters intoned cryptically, "I've never given a grade that a student didn't deserve, and I most certainly won't start now!!!" "Good day, Mr. Polk," he said acidly, "I have a lot of work to do!"

Jason dragged himself out of his chair and trudged down the hall, trying in vain to think of a way out of his mess. While walking, a slightly round figure approached him in the hallway, it was Jaime Kurtz, Professor Watters graduate assistant. While always wearing thick glasses, Jaime was the ultimate bookworm, and at only about five foot two inches tall, her short frame was forced to carry in excess of 185 pounds, so she looked much like a walking bowling ball! Before they passed each other, Jason had a quick brainstorm, and in desperation played his last card, "Jaime, how ya doin" he asked easily, "nice lecture you gave today, I can see why the Professor has put so much faith in you!" Jaime stopped as she neared Jason, and asked eagerly, "Did you really like it, I put a lot of work into that lecture, I hope the students appreciated it!" "Oh, I know I did," Jason replied, "it was very good, but there's just one thing," and he let his voice trail off. "What's that" she asked quickly, "if there was something wrong, I could correct it before the next class." "Oh, no," he answered smoothly, "it's just that, well, I just don't seem to understand the material like I should, do you think that you could maybe give me a little extra help, I mean, I'd pay you for your time!!!" "Oh you don't have to pay me anything," she replied excitedly, "that's what were here for, to help the students!" "Good," he said, "then it's settled, let's get together tonight at your place to go over the parts I'm having trouble with, okay!?!" The meeting was quickly arranged, and Jason was set to meet Jaime Kurtz that evening in her apartment at eight pm.

"Nice place," Jason commented, while sitting down in the living room of Jaime Kurtz. It was apparent from the look on her face, that Jaime was more than a little happy that she had such a handsome young man visiting her, and since she was sort of a "plain jane", she didn't have much of a social life with the opposite sex, and even if this wasn't a formal date, she did have Jason Polk in her apartment all to herself! "Now, Jason," she began, "what seems to be the problem?" "Well, Miss Kurtz," he replied, "it's just everything, I just don't seem to get it!!!" "Please, call me Jaime," she offered, "let's find out exactly where you need the most work." "Okay, Jaime," he said, while opening up his Econ 1 text book, "why don't you come over here and we can go over some of this stuff!" Jaime slid onto the couch next to him, and waited until Jason stopped at the chapter on globalization of free trade. Jaime was obviously in her element, because for the next five minutes she talked practically non stop about the interaction of governments and business on a world wide scale, while Jason, of course was paying absolutely no attention to any of her gobble-d-gook, and instead during one of her more boring moments, let his arm casually drape around the instructor's shoulder. She didn't seem to even notice, but Jason figured it was now or never, so he turned to face her, and shut her up with a hard full kiss on the lip, and while she was momentarily stunned, she quickly warmed to the occasion and returned the kiss with her full passion! He pulled away, looked her in the eyes, and lied, "I've been thinking about doing that since your first lecture at the beginning of the semester!" "Really," she asked, "you should have said something a long time ago," as she then kissed him again, but this time even more passionately! As they kissed, Jason let his hand roam all over Jaime's breasts, kneading and cupping the big fat udders, making her moan as he tugged on her now distended nipples. "Let's get out of these clothes," Jason ordered, and without waiting for an answer, stood up and shed all of this clothing, leaving him standing in front of her totally naked, and with a semi hard erection just inches from her face! He leaned forward just a few inches, allowing the head of his penis rushed against her moist lips. She let her tongue trace a line all over his knob, and it jumped every time her tongue flicked over it, until finally, she opened her mouth and let it slip into her warmth, caressing it like it were a rare piece of china. Her vagina flooded with moisture with the big cock in her mouth, it had been so long since she had done this, and never with a cock as magnificent this!!! Although she was anxious to feel it inside of her pussy, she couldn't help herself, and soon she had induced a cum flooding orgasm that filled her mouth with the warm sticky goo savoring it and swirling it in her mouth until finally swallowing it all down, leaving a warm satisfied feeling in her ample belly!

Jason was surprised at the skill that Jaime had shown at sucking cock, he had figured her for a real neophyte, not a expert on oral love making, and although she had a tubby little body, and wasn't the most attractive girl in the world, he had to admit that that was one of the best blow jobs he had ever had! As she scrambled to get off her clothing, her massive breasts swayed back and forth while her areolas tipped with fat nubs, stood out like mini erections hanging over her soft round belly! Jason for the life of him couldn't figure it out, but he was getting another erection just looking her, and he realized that he probably wanted her as much as she wanted him!!! "How do you want it," he whispered to her, while he twisted her big nipples between his thumb and forefinger? "From the rear," she answered fiercely, "I want to feel like I'm really being taken against my will!!!" Jason's pecker jumped, at the thought of ramming her from the back, and he lined up his cock as she settled on the sofa with her big ass in the air, and her legs wide apart exposing her bulging vagina. Jaime's fur ran all the way to her ass hole and her slit contrasted a bright pink surrounded by the dark brown bush. Jason let the head of his cock just slip inside of her cunt, and when he was ready, he lunged forward, burying his pecker all the way into her tight vagina, inducing a blinding orgasm on the first plunge, her cunt totally unprepared for the vicious assault the hard thick penis was perpetrating on it! In the next two or three minutes, Jaime had at least three stunning climaxes, with perhaps two or three smaller, if no less satisfying cums! On Jaime's last orgasm, Jason roared out loud as his own climax tore through his loins and exited his penis into her steaming cunt, causing them to collapse together in a heap of sweat, fat, and cum on the over stuffed sofa!!!

Jason idly played with Jaime's nipples and said, "I hope that you can help me with my Econ, 'cuz you're my last hope!" With a knowing look she answered, "I don't think you'll have any trouble, but it's going to take a lot more private sessions to make sure you know the material!" "Do you think you'll have time for me," he said half mockingly?!? She smirked a little, leaned over and kissed his pecker, and replied, "I'll make time!!!"

No Bleach Needed

Another one of my older stories, based on a true story.

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by Molly

We had no more clean clothes in our apartment. It had to be laundry day. When Tom lived alone in college and before he met me he said he bought more clothes before he did laundry. I told him that was going to change when I moved in. It did change but not the way I intended. The laundry got done often enough but it was me doing the laundry. His part ended as soon as he carried the clothes down to the corner laundromat. After that he left me sorting the clothes into different washers.

I didn't mind too much. When he hung around he was more of a distraction than help. Twenty-three years old but he still acted like a kid.

Actually, tonight I kind of wished he had stuck around. I could've dealt with him trying to sneak a red t-shirt in the whites. Outside it was dark. I could still see people walking the big windows of the dirty laundromat. We didn't live in a bad neighborhood but it wasn't the best.

I read a magazine while the clothes spun round and round. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a guy my age pushing a shopping cart of beer bottles and soda cans. I watched as he watched me but he kept on walking and the sound of metal rattling disappeared into the night.

Tom came back right as the first loads started to come out of the dryer. But instead of helping me fold he found a copy of Sports Illustrated at the end of the counter.

"You could help."

"I could." He said without looking up until he was done with the paragraph.

I gave him a dirty look and he took a hint. He took a pile of clothes out of the dryer and started to fold it.

"Remember these?" He held in his hand a black thong.

"Yeah," I smiled.

He twirled the string around his finger. "I'll never forget the first time."

We had been dating for a few weeks., I already knew I was in love with him. He had taken me to the movies and a late dinner. It was as romantic as he could be. After dessert I told him I wanted to go home with him. It took him less than two seconds to find the waitress and pay the bill. It wasn't great sex but it was good and kept getting better. That night I was wearing the thong he now held in his hands.

"I'll never forget that night either."

He kissed me on the lips.

"Did you expect me to go with you that night?"

"No, but I'm glad you did."

"Why, so you could get laid?"

"No, you know it's more than that."

"I know." I smiled to myself as I folded a t-shirt. "Did you know that I planned to sleep with you that night?"

"You mean we could've skipped dinner and went straight to bed?"

"I knew I was in love with you and, I was horny."

"I want you." He kissed me again.

"Okay, the laundry is almost done."

"No, I want you now."

"You can wait."

"No, I can't." He kissed the back of my neck. I felt him grow hard against me.

"You're crazy. Stop." I tried a little to wrestle free of his arms around me but I didn't try to hard.

"I want you, baby." He pushed me against the counter. He pulled down my sweats and panties in one quick motion.

"People can see in." I pulled the pants back up.

"I don't care." He pushed back down.

I looked at the window and didn't see anyone. I felt the head of his dick touch my pussy. I wanted him too.

He entered me and it felt like it was the very first time all over.

I put my hands against the counter to steady myself as he thrust into me. His hands went up my shirt and cupped my breasts.

Someone walked by but they didn't look in.

He fucked me harder and I didn't care anymore if someone did look in. I was in heaven in a dirty laundromat.

It began to build in me. I felt it waiting to be released.

Suddenly it came.

He came inside of me and I was snapped back to reality. There was a guy standing outside the window. He walked away when I looked at him. Tom didn't see him at all.

He let me go and we took the rest of the clothes out of the dryers and just piled them in the baskets without folding them. We wanted round two.

Victoria's Secret

Here's a really really really old story I wrote.

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by Molly

OK, I was bored. Really I don't have any excuses. Nor should I have any. I was reading erotic stories online again. Some interested me. A lot didn't. I guess I expected too much. Not that I'm in any position to complain, the stories I've tried to write but all of mine come out as half-assed and looking like a horny teen age boy wrote them.

One story, I found earlier tonight I found so bad that it made me laugh to myself. The story was about a couple that go shopping together on Christmas Eve at Victoria's Secret. The woman in the story turns into some freak exhibitionist that shows off her body clad with only a silk teddy or something to all the men in the store doing their last minute shopping then has a threesome in the dressing room.

The story made me laugh because I work at Victoria's Secret and something like that would never happen.

Maybe I'm asking for too much for some sort of realism in the stories I read. Maybe I'm not letting my mind go enough. As soon as the woman stepped out of the dressing room wearing only underwear she would've been asked or escorted by the sales girl back into the room. How do I know that? Because I've been the sales girl that had to do that. Not because the woman was an exhibitionist or anything but because she wanted to show her bra to her friend.

We make sure that no one does do anything they're not supposed to do in the dressing rooms. We only let one person in a dressing room at a time. Sorry, I know it sounds boring. But I like my job. OK, It's not that great of a job but it pays the bills right now.

People seem to think Victoria's Secret is a hot bed for sex. Maybe Frederick's of Hollywood is but Vicki's isn't. Again I apologize for ruining all of your dreams. Working at Victoria's Secret is like working in any other clothing store except I'm surrounded by bras and panties all day long. People think that because we work there we're all nymphomaniacs. Maybe we have a little bit more underwear but we get a discount. I think I've been asked five times by men to try something on because they say they want to see what it would look like on their wife or girlfriend because I have the same body as their wife or girlfriend. If only their wife or girlfriend knew what a scum bag the guy was.

But it's not just the men that hit on the sales girls. One of the thing's we do is size a woman to determine what bra size they are. Trust me guys it really sucks to be wearing a bra that doesn't fit. I guess it would feel like wearing underwear that fit too tight. Anyways, when wearing a bra we measure around the women and we actually do have to touch them. But not like that. I've had some women that seem to like it more than others but that doesn't bother me too much. I just try to ignore it. Oh yeah, I guess I should tell you now that there are no huge stockroom lesbian orgies. Sorry. What makes me uncomfortable is when I have to go into a dressing room with the customer to see if the bra fits. It's kind of weird. Sure I've seen my friends and roommates in their underwear but everyone does to some extent. I've seen more sagging breasts and boyfriends like to ask if seeing another woman in her underwear turns me on. Sorry, it doesn't.

OK, that's enough of me ranting and raving. Back to why that story didn't turn me on. Because I know what it's like to have sex in a Victoria's Secret store and it's nothing like what I read. We didn't have sex in the dressing room or on top of a panty table and I definitely did not get naked for all the men in the store see. It didn't even involve having sex with a stranger if you can believe that.

They hired a guy to work in the stockroom over the Christmas break. They planned to have him just help out during the holiday season but he stayed and four months later he still is there. I'm part of the reason.

Gossip spreads around at Victoria's Secret like at any other store. As soon as they hired Nick gossip focused on him. Somehow the two of us were romantically linked before we were even really romantically linked. When we started dating we tried to keep it a secret. We didn't show any affection to each other in the store, not even a quick kiss. I don't think too many people actually knew for a fact that we dated but everyone seemed to believe the rumors.

It started out innocently enough. OK, it really didn't. I walked into the stockroom looking for a bra and not expecting to see a cute guy back there sorting through the shipment of new merchandise. I walked into the room adjusting my bra so my face turned a little red but he was staring at my chest as I did it so neither of us were truly innocent.

Our relationship could be defined as pretty boring. We went to McDonald's together on our breaks. We ate cheeseburgers, bitched about work and complained about our positions in life. We had a natural attraction.

Nicks works during the day somewhere else and works only evenings and weekends at Victoria's Secret. Outside of work there we didn't really have much time to spend together. We ventured to a restaurant across the street from the mall on our first real date outside of the mall food court. To tell the truth, we never went on any other real dates but I'm not complaining. After dinner at the restaurant I went home with him.

Nick worked three our four nights and we usually spent those nights together after work. He satisfied me but I would've like a little more but he didn't have the time.

One of the these nights after having sex, Nick lay next to me. I stared at the ceiling contemplating life. He stared at my tits. "I really love this but I have only one complaint." I said.

"Oh," Nick became worried.

"But don't worry it's not you. I'm sure it happens to a lot of guys."

His face became red.

"I'm joking. I really think you're great in bed." I grinned. "I just wish we had more time we could spend together. Hopefully together in bed."

"Me too." I never said Nick was much for words. "The only time we have too much time together is at work. There's sometimes at work I see you and get so horny. I want to take you right there."

I kissed him. I wanted him inside of me again. We never planned on having sex there. When we couldn't take our breaks together during my breaks I usually went the stockroom to talk to Nick while he worked.

The Saturday in question was no different.

"I'm going to miss you." Nick said. For three days he was going to be gone, visiting his parents for the holidays.

"Do you still have to leave tonight?" I knew he did. It was his sister's birthday and he had to leave work and rush to his parents house to catch dinner.

"Yes."

"You know this is the longest we're going to be separated." I said. "Did you know this is the longest we're going to go without having sex."

The stockroom door opened when I was about to give him an innocent kiss. Another sales girl walked in looking for something. After she left, I did kiss him. "I really want you." I said.

"Don't tease me."

"I'm sorry."

"We could do it here."

"No we couldn't." I looked at the door.

"It does lock."

"And what would you say to someone who knocked on the door? What if it was a manager."

"You worry too much." He pinned me against the folding table but I didn't do too much escape his arms. He kissed me and it was far from an innocent kiss. His tongue explored my mouth. I felt him grow hard against my stomach."

"I want you so bad." I whispered even though no one else was in the room to hear.

He pushed up my black skirt to my hips and of course I wore Victoria's Secret panties. Not the sexy panties I wish I had been wearing. I had on a pair of cotton ones but he didn't seem to mind. In fact I don't think he even noticed. He pushed them aside with his fingers. He brushed against my pussy's lips and I felt it wake up.

He unzipped his pants just enough to take himself out. I quivered in anticipation for him. I'm not exactly sure what that means but I know I've read it a dozen times so it must have been what I felt right then because I couldn't explain it in any other words if I had to.

He pushed himself deep inside of me. It was exactly what I needed. We didn't waste time. We didn't have anytime to waste. I held on to him as he fucked me.

We didn't fall into any sort of rhythm. It was just fast and intense. Nothing was romantic about it. It was just two people fucking.

If anyone came into the room we didn't notice. We were in our own world filled with pleasure. I felt something that words can not describe building inside of me. He didn't stop. I pulled my muscles tight around him. He fucked me faster as I started to orgasm. He didn't stop until I felt him explode inside me.

We quickly pulled ourselves apart and rearranged our clothes to look like nothing had happened. But the glow on our faces gave it away that something had happened. I kissed him quickly on the lips then went back on to the sales floor. For once I didn't want to do any bodily harm to annoying customers and my boss complimented me on me attitude.

Single Again

I know this is August but this is a Valentine's Day story.

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by Molly

Several times a year I'm guaranteed to be single; Valentine's Day, New Years, Christmas, my birthday and any other day or occasion that involves spending it with a lover. This Valentine's Day, I thought I was going different, turns out I was wrong. I made reservations at one of the rich peoples restaurants, bought a new red dress and red lingerie for after dinner. Then I called to tell Alex when to pick me up and he announced, "I'm not going to be able to make it."

"What does that mean?"

He told me he had to work late.

"On Valentine's Day? Even on normal days you don't work past four."

Then more of the truth came out. He said he liked me but thought we would be better as friends. I disagreed with him and told him to never call me again. I hung up the phone and looked at my dress, it was still in the plastic hanging on my closet door. It was going back to the store tomorrow. However, the red lingerie, I was going to keep. I lifted the bra out of the shopping bag, I was going to go out anyways. But not to a restaurant, I knew two of my friends were going to be at the local bar tonight to celebrate their singleness.

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Walking to the bar I saw too many happy couples, holding hands, walking side by side, I wanted to cry but Alex wasn't worth it. We had been going out for only three months but the love word had started to pop up in my brain. At one point I even thought he was the one but tonight I was ready to find a someone new. Underneath my coat, I had worn a low cut black sweater, normally I wore a shirt underneath to hide my cleavage but tonight I wanted men to look. I wore my tight black skirt that actually made it look like I had a nice ass. I hadn't done it on purpose but on the outside, I was wearing all black.

My friends were sitting at the bar and were surprised to see me. I couldn't tell them I had been dumped on Valentine's, it hurt to even think about it. I lied, told them Alex had to go out of town because his uncle was sick. It was the best lie I could come up with and I felt like I was lying to my teacher when I didn't have my homework. But they bought, at least pretended to buy it and ordered the bartender to give me a drink.

The bar was still empty but it was early. The only other people were a group of boys sitting at a table behind me that seemed to notice every time I looked to check them out, a guy sitting by himself at the other end of the bar, the bartender and a couple. I had gone on dates to bars before but if I had a boyfriend that brought me there on Valentine's, especially to this dive, he would no longer be my boyfriend. But they looked happy and I wanted to cry again, but I hid my emotions from my friends. I wasn't ready to admit that I was single again.

None of the boys in the group at the table seemed to be worthwhile, neither did the guy sitting by himself, by default the bartender became the most interesting male in the bar. But I already knew him too well. I saw him with too many bar sluts. I tried to tell myself I would have more fun if I didn't spend the whole night hoping to meet someone. But I kept hoping someone would come through the door. When someone interesting finally did come through the door I didn't even notice him. I was doing a shot with my friends. I had been there for over two hours and was feeling very nice. I didn't notice Blake and his friend until they sat down next to me.

"Aren't you supposed to be out on a hot date?" Blake asked.

"Something like that." Then I remembered I was keeping it a secret. "He had to visit a an uncle in the hospital."

"I'm sorry to hear that." Blake used to live next door to me. I met him last summer when I was reading on my porch. I had seen him before in the lobby and elevator but we never spoke until that afternoon he came out to the neighboring porch and asked me what I was reading. We hit it off pretty quickly and started having semi regular conversations. He was a few years older, but I had a crush on him. The only problem was his girlfriend, and when they broke up he moved to a different building a few blocks away. I still saw him in the neighborhood time to time but it wasn't the same.

"Don't worry, I'm beginning to think it's a good thing."

"Maybe."

"So where's your hot date?"

"What hot date?"

"You're too cute to be alone on Valentine's Day." I had never flirted with him before but than I had never been influenced by alcohol when he was around before.

I thought I had gone too far. He was silent until the bartender brought him his drink. Then he brought the topic back to our usual topics. I updated him on my life, my work, my reading until I couldn't talk anymore. I felt like I was talking to my brother.

Blake bought my friends and I another round of shots. I was beginning to feel a little drunk, which had been one of my original intentions of coming to this dive bar but I didn't have to be intoxicated to have fun with Blake and it was making me feel a little immature. He sipped on his Jack and Coke, I was downing Martinis and it didn't help that I was horny almost beyond the point where I could control myself. The alcohol convinced me it was ok to put my hand on his leg. He didn't seem to notice, he just kept on talking to his friend.

I had never seen him check me out, except the first time we talked. I was wearing a tank top and short shorts. I caught him looking but since then he had never showed interest in the physical me and he didn't seem to be interested in me tonight. I took my hand off of him and went to the bathroom.

He was outside the bathroom when I came out. I went to kiss him, but he put two fingers to my lips. "You're drunk, and I didn't want to embarrass you in front of your friends, please don't put your hand back on my leg." Now I was ready to cry. It felt like no men in the world wanted me, but Blake put his arm around me and brought me close and held me. "Where is Alex really?"

"He dumped me today."

"He's asshole."

"Maybe, but until today he made me happy."

"I can't believe he broke up with you today."

"I know." Tears started to fall. "We were supposed to go to dinner tonight, I bought a dress and everything but this afternoon I called him, he told me at first he couldn't make it then when I interrogated him further, he dumped me." I felt better just telling someone. "I didn't mean to make you mad, I just wanted someone to be with tonight."

"I'm not mad. I just think you're a little too drunk and I don't think you would put your hand on my leg if you weren't drunk and hadn't been dumped today."

"I probably wouldn't be here either, but I like you, I liked you even when you were going out with Sara. Can you just take me home? We don't have to do anything. I just want to sleep with someone holding me tonight."

He didn't say anything. I could smell his cologne now and I didn't want him to ever let go of me. But he did when another girl needed to get by to get into the bathroom.

"I like you too, but not in that way." I had been rejected before, even with the exact same words, it was so cliché but this time it really hurt.

He walked me back to the bar where my friends were now talking to some guy that had stolen my stool. I took my coat and told my friends Alex had called and I was going home. I didn't want to be in public anymore. It was going to be a lot cheaper to get drunk at home. But before I got two feet out the door Blake was grabbed my arm.

"I'm sorry. I don't want you to leave."

"I can't stay."

"Why not?"

"I've had too much rejection today."

"I'm sorry, you're a great girl, but I'm not ready for a relationship again."

"You broke up with Sara two months ago. And I didn't say anything about a relationship. I just want to fuck you tonight." A couple walking by on the street stared at me. I gave them the finger.

"Calm down." Blake wrapped his body around me again, pushed me off the sidewalk into an alleyway. He pinned me with my arms above my head against the brick wall. "You're too special for just fucking."

This time I was speechless. He let go of me but I didn't escape. "You're too sensitive to be real."

"I am not."

"Then, just sleep with me tonight. No one will have to know."

"I'm not ready."

"Please."

"I want you so bad, but..."

"Then, take me right here, right now." It was cold but he made me warm. He kissed me. I knew I had won. He pressed up against me. I felt him grow hard against me, even through our layers of clothes. "I can't wait any longer."

I started to unbuckle his belt. "Not here, we're five feet away from anyone seeing us."

"I don't care. I need you now."

"I do." He pulled me further into the alley and behind the building.

I finished opening his pants and felt his cock.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes." I took off my red panties and put them in my coat pocket. He pushed me against the wall. He pulled out his cock. He pushed his warm body against me. I felt his cock against me, then I felt him enter me. He started to fuck me but the position was awkward, it was hard for him to fuck me the way I needed. "Turn around." He positioned me like a cop about to search a suspect, hands against the wall, legs spread apart.

"Have you done this before?" I laughed. I smiled as he pushed himself back inside of me. "No. You?"

"First time."

"His hands explored my body. It didn't take long to find their way up my sweater to caress my breasts. His hands were cold but they still felt amazing as he touched my erect nipples.

I started to worry that someone would find us. I half expected to get caught but I didn't care. It was the first time I had fucked outside of a bedroom or a car. I think the cold air made it ten times better and the fear of getting caught was an added bonus.

Blake fucked me for what seemed an hour. It was probably only ten minutes, but it was long enough to know he was a better lover then Alex.

He grabbed on to me as he started to come close. He held me tightly as he came hard. I looked back at him. He was smiling. "That was amazing." He said, while trying to catch his breath. It was the standard after sex cliché but this time and from him it seemed to mean something real.

"So what do we do now?"

"We could go back into the bar and pretend nothing happened or we could go back to your place?"

We went back to my apartment. I lit the candles around my bed, then he proceeded to make love to me. It was just like I had planned the night to end, just with a different lover.

The next morning when the alarm went off, I didn't want to go to work but I had to. Blake slept through the alarm but he was long gone by the time I returned home from work.

It was a one-night-only thing but that was okay. It was what I needed. It ruined our friendship, now when he sees me says "hi," but that's it. Sex always ruins friendships. But that's okay too.

As far as Alex, he called me a few days later, I told him it was too late to apologize. I decided I didn't need a boyfriend on Valentine's Day.

The Recruit

This one is based on a true story

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by Molly

I'd like to say one thing first. I am not a jock. I hate jocks, they treated me like crap in high school because I didn't think they're games mattered and I wasn't impressed with how many touchdowns they scored. My roommate, Greta on the other hand is very impressed with how many home runs they can hit and how many goals they kicked

Her current boyfriend is a soccer team, at least that's what they call themselves. Winning two games in two years is not a team I would want to be part of. But I'm being mean, my freshman year they won four games.

The biggest problem they have is recruiting new players. This year they've resorted to throwing a keg party (which may be the only thing my school does right that is even remotely related to sports) and then taking the prospects into town with the hope that they might get laid or just see enough pretty girls to want to attend.

My roommate for some reason volunteered to have the party at our apartment. I'm not really one to turn down a party and quickly started making plans to get kegs even if it was for sweaty jocks.

I guess, I'm being kind of cynical. I did have fun at the party. As my friends and I played to role of meat, we sat in one corner drinking as much beer as we could before we headed to the bars in town. We watched the prospects have a wild time. They got drunk, they played drinking games, they tried to flirt. Some got a little too drunk. Some, I don't think they had ever drank before. They would have to practice before they came to college. One hot guy, he looked like an Amberchrombie model until he stumbled, then fell into my bookshelf breaking it. After I cleaned up the mess, and started the drying out some of the books, I decided I had enough. I left my roommate to be the hostess.

At bar, disappointment continued, I hoped to find the scruffy hair boy from my English class that I hooked-up with waiting for me. He was not at the bar stool where made out last week, in the back of the bar. Nor was he on the dance floor where we kissed and caressed instead of dancing.

The only thing I did find where my friends with shots with my name on them. I'm not complaining. It almost made me forget about my poor bookshelf. I planned on heading somewhere to buy a new one in the morning, or more likely afternoon when my hangover disappeared.

I had almost drank enough shots and screwdrivers to forget about my bookshelf when the soccer team with prospects in tow came into the bar. I'm not sure how they got this group of eighteen and seventeen year olds into a bar when half the time the bouncers didn't want to let me in because my driver's license photo had blond hair and now I had brown.

Somehow, I thought it would be a good idea if I invited the soccer team and prospects to our corner of the bar counter to do shots with us. Some of the recruits joined in but some where noticeably unable to stand straight and were banned from drinking anymore or were wise enough to sober some.

My luck started to go a little better, Nathan, the only boy on the soccer team I deemed worthy stood next to me. We talked, he had some interesting stories on concerts he had attended but I was more intent in staring at his face and his crisp cheekbones. But before I had a chance to drink enough liquid courage, he switched places with one of the prospects. There was no way I was going to sleep with this poor boy to help the soccer team no matter how much I drank. But I was nice, and talked with him about classes and what to expect while I watched Nathan proceed to hook up with one of the girls from the women's soccer team.

I don't know what Nathan saw in her. Well, I do. She's a natural blonde, has nice tits, that she just barely hides in her tank top. She's also wearing white skin-tight stretch pants. When she turns around I think I saw a thong line. Me, I'm dressed a little more sensible for the cold upstate New York weather. I'm wearing a tight Abercrombie t-shirt that don't show off my slightly less then average tits like her tank top flaunts hers. Plus I just didn't look right in this t-shirt. It wasn't really my style I'd look a lot better in t-shirt I got at Taking Back Sunday concert. I had pair of jeans that just don't make my ass look as fuckable as hers.

I let the poor soccer prospect who didn't know what he was getting into stare at my tits while we talked about campus food. I didn't care, no I'm lying I let him because it made me feel a little more sexy.

Then I saw the scruffy hair boy from my English class come into the bar. He looked just as good as he did last week when he took me home except this week around his arm was a blonde. Almost as good looking as the girl Nathan talked to except her tits were a little too big and her tight shirt showed off a little too much of her stomach fa