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“You do understand the nature of the photographs we’ll be shooting,” Carl asked, “I just want to get everything out in the open so that later on we don’t have a problem!?!” “I understand,” the matronly female replied, “most of them will be me by myself, but some will involve other people!!!” “And just to make it even more clear,” Carl responded, “those pictures with the other people can involve both men and women and are of the x-rated variety!!!” Glenna nodded her head slowly and asked, “And how much money do you pay for posing!?!” “It varies,” he answered, “Two hundred a day for solo, three hundred for soft core, and five hundred for the hard stuff, now are you sure you want to go through with it, it’s pretty easy if you have the temperament for it, but if not………………..”!!! “I need the money,” Glenna replied, “but I want you to know I don’t have a perfect body by any stretch of the imagination, in fact I have a few sags here and there, and my breasts aren’t what they once were either!!!” Nodding his head, Carl replied, “That is exactly what muy client wants, the grand motherly type who is all woman and oozes sensuality, not some plastic little girl who’s all silicone and hair spray!!!” With a short laugh Glenna shot back, “Well, I’m certainly not that!!!” “All right then” he said “let’s get started!!!”
“I’ve never done this before,” Glenna offered, “are you sure that your customer wants a sixty year old has been!?!” “You look just fine, baby,” Carl said soothingly, “okay now, lean over a little and let me see some of that cleavage spilling out of your bra!!!” “Oh, wow,” he enthused, “what size bra do you wear, you’re really huge!?!” “Uh, 42dd,” she replied softly, “do they look too big?!?” “Are you kidding,” he replied as he snapped away, “you can never be too big in this line of work, now be a good girl and drop the bra for me!!!” With nervous hands, Glenna reached back and undid the five clasps that held her industrial strength brassiere in place, and with almost little girl shyness, let it slip from her shoulders to the floor! “Holy smokes,” he gasped, “incredible, just incredible, baby, you have the juiciest jugs I’ve seen in a long time, and those nipples, christ alive, it looks like you must have breast fed fifty babies!!!” Hearing his comments about her chest not only raised a little red in her cheeks, it also caused her vagina to dampen!!! It had been a long time since a man made such sexually suggestive comments about her body, and just because she wasn’t in her prime, a lady never tired of hearing a man tell her that he liked the way she looked!!!”
For the next hour Carl snapped away, taking hundreds of photos of Glenna posing topless and wearing just a panty girdle, and just like he had said earlier, if you got comfortable in front of the camera, it was a snap!!! After a whirlwind of quick poses, Carl asked, “Are you read for the next step, honey, I think the world is ready to see your pussy!?!” A slightly red faced Glenna nodded her head and began slithering out of her skin tight girdle as Carl’s camera clicked away!!! “Oooooolala,” he said with enthusiasm, “now that is a bush and a half, oh yeah, that’s it, show us your hairy muffy, yeah baby go, good, good, yeah that’s it, sit down and spread for me, show us that slit, oh yeah baby, your a natural!!!” She never thought it possible, but she was a true slut for the camera!!! Taking a large breast into her hand, she lifted the big nipple to her mouth and sucked on it, while with the other hand she held open her pussy so Carl could get some shots of her hard clit, and after taking a raft of pussy and tit shots, he had her turn over so he could get some of her big fat white ass!!! “Good, baby,” he offered, “show us that ass, oh yeah what a nice fat butt you have, fucking love it!!!
Okay, Glenna, let’s take five,” he said, “I’ve gotta reload the cameras, so just relax for a couple of minutes!!!” Glenna was getting used to being naked in front of the camera, and even though there was a robe available to cover up in between takes, she didn’t even bother picking it up, rather she just lay back with her legs spread and her fat hairy pussy overtly exposed to Carl’s eyes!!! After he was finished with the film, he came over and sat down on the platform next to her and said, “Good job, baby, my buyer is really gonna like these shots, there’s a big demand for “Grandma” stuff, I guess people are getting tired of perfection and wanna see women the way they really are!!!” “Can I ask you a question,” he asked, “if you don’t wanna answer, just say so!?!” “No, go ahead,” she replied, “fire away!!!” “I’m just curious,” he asked, while letting his hand run up and down her bare leg, “why are you posing like this, you just don’t seem like the type!?!” His hand was having an electric effect on her, and she had to catch her breath to answer, “Well, my husband of forty years passed away, and to be blunt about it, I need the money badly!!!” He continued to massage her leg and continued, “Are you ready to make some extra cash then, I think we’re about ready for the next step!?!” She was about to reply, but the air whistled out of her lungs as his hand rested against her pussy and he wriggled his finger into her now very steamy love box!!! Instead of an answer, a long low moan gurgled up from her throat and her hands just naturally went to her nipples and began softly twisting the big nubs!!! Carl continued to finger the excited woman and observed, “Well, I guess you already answered my question,” while out of nowhere he produced a huge latex dildo which he held in front of her face and went on, “now I’m gonna go back to the camera, and I want you to use this on your pussy, got it!?!” She was so excited by now she was next to incoherent, but she managed to nod her head yes as she took the big satisfier from his hand!!! When he finally got ready for this first shot he opined, “We’re almost ready, baby, but remember, I don’t want any faking, I want real orgasms, so whenever you’re ready, go to it!!!”
Jesus she was turned on, her cunt was leaking all over the place and her nipples were begging to be sucked, but instead of ramming the big rubber cock into her cunt, Glenna put the big head into her mouth and sucked hard, while pretending to give the fat dildo a blow job!!! “Oh man,” Carl entused, “you are one hot fucking bitch, that’s the way baby, suck that dick, act like you fucking want it so shoot into your mouth, oh yeah, do it, baby!!!” Listening to him encourage her on only made her hotter, so it was only a matter of time until she couldn’t stand it anymore, and almost without warning, rammed the thick cudgel of a cock deep into her begging pussy!!! “Oh god,” she moaned, “it feels so fucking good, it’s so fucking huge, my pussy feel totally packed with cock, oh jesus I’m fucking cumming, Carl, I can’t fucking help it, my clit’s just going off on me, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, godddddddddddd help me I’m cummingggggggggggggggggg!!!” Carl was going from one camera to the other while trying to get the best possible angle for each shot, but now it was him that was sweating as he watched the matronly bitch put on a show that would have put any twenty year old to shame!!!
“Christ alive,” he said to himself as he walked over to the platform, “she is fucking hot!!!” “Oh, baby,” he said softly, “you really put on a show, are you sure you’re all right!?!” With the thick cock still hanging lewdly out of her hairy cunt, she replied “I-I’m just fine, but that was a really hard one, I haven’t cum like that in years!!!” “Tell me baby,” he asked while sitting down beside her, “when’s the last time you had a real live dick in your mouth!?!” “Over a year,” she admitted, “and do I ever miss it!!” “Do you swallow,” he asked casually while gently taking hold of the end of the dildo and pressing it into her, “you look like the kind of woman who loves the taste of cum!?!” The sassy talk form Carl and the renewed pressure on the rubber cock, made Glenna’s pussy flood once more, and again her breathing became shallow as she tried to answer him, “I-I love sucking cum and swallowing, oh, oh, oh, that feels so good, ohhhhhhhhh, yessssss, I guess I’m just a cock sucker at heart, ohhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!” Now while actually moving the thick cock in and out of her pussy he asked, “So Glenna, would you consider yourself a cock hound or just a cock sucker!?!” This was insane, this potty mouth of a photographer was absolutely driving her crazy with lust, and as incredible as it seemed, she was on the verge of another giant orgasm!!! “I asked you a question, dear,” he persisted, “cock sucker or cock hound, which is it!?!” “Uh, ohhhhhhhhhh, god,” she stammered, “I-I don’t know, neither, no, no, that isn’t right, ohhhhhhhh myyyyyyy, that feels good, I-I’m a cock sucker, that’s it, a cock sucker, ohhhhhhh!!!” “Of course you are,” he said sweetly, “and just to show you what a nice guy I am, I’m going to give you this,” as he stood up and let his hard cock bounce just inches in front of her mouth!!! When her eyes finally focused on it, she nearly went wild trying to put it into her mouth, but he playfully leaned back, just keeping it barely out of her greedy reach!!! “So,” he said in an innocent voice, “does my hot bitch Glenna want some hard pecker!?!” “God,” she panted, “don’t torture me this way, please let me have it, it’s been so long for me!!!” Now sharply twisting the dildo in her cunt, he asked in an even voice, “So tell me, bitch, how much do you like to suck dick!?!” The harsh twist of the dildo made her gasp, but she quickly recovered and begged, “Y-you know I can’t help myself, so please, let me put it in my mouth, I promise to swallow it, so pretty please, let mama have your hard young pecker!!!”
He kept moving the dildo and teasing her incessantly for the next five minutes or so, until he finally let her “capture” his cock and take it eagerly into her mouth!!! He was just getting into it, when she nipped sharply on his smooth head and causing him to yelp in pain!!! “You might have me at a disadvantage, junior,” she said with a wink, “but just remember this, you have your cock next to thirty two sharp teeth, so you better treat me nice!!!” “Touche,” he replied as he pounded the dildo in and out of her cunt, “you suck me and I’ll fuck you, deal!?!” “Deal,” she replied as she inhaled him back in!!!” She was absolutely rapacious, this sixty year old senior citizen, never in his life had he had his pecker sucked so expertly or enthusiastically, while on the other hand, she was thinking that not since she was much younger, had she had a cock that was so long and thick and made her feel like such a pussy!!! It was in front of this back drop that both of them exploded in a tumultuous mutual orgasm that left them both totally wiped out!!!
After a five minute recovery period, Glenna offered, “Too bad we didn’t have the camera going, that would be x-rated money!!!” He laughed a bit, then held up his hand to show her a remote control shutter switch, and replied, “I got it all baby, and I must say, you are a fucking natural!!!” She stared at the switch for a moment and then asked, “You mean, you got it all, I mean everything!?!” He nodded and replied, “Like I said, baby, everything!!!”
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Down Stairs
Thursday, May 14th, 2009 It was 9:30. I knew she would be starting soon, so I was in a hurry.
Every night around 9:45 it started, almost like clockwork, and rarely
the same guy. I’m talking about the woman that lives in the apartment
below mine. I’d hear her every night, right about this time, when she
would start up. Her screams would echo through the floor to my bedroom,
just loud enough to hear if I wasn’t doing anything else. I moved my TV
and video camera into the room, and then lowered the camera out the
window, and down to hers. The suction cup with the microphone in it
held the camera about a foot away from her window, and since she never
bothered to close her drapes, I had a clear view of everything that
happened in her bedroom. She always kept the lights on, which was fine
with me, saved me from having to rig up an infrared camera. When I got
the camera in place, I switched on the TV, and sat back to watch. She
was already getting started, standing at the foot of her bed, opening
her robe for the guy laying on the bed waiting for her. She didn’t give
it to him just yet though, she slowly parted her robe, then licked a
finger, and traced it around her nipple, making it stand tall. She
tugged and pulled at it, twisting it between her fingers, as she moved
her other hand down between her thighs. She slipped a finger out of
sight between her legs, and a smile crossed her lips as she slid it back
and forth. She leaned against the bed with her knees for support, so I
guess she was enjoying herself. She shrugged her shoulders, and the
robe slipped to the floor, revealing the whole reason for my rigging up
this camera. Her tits stood tall and firm on her chest, and her body
was almost perfectly formed, with maybe a little extra weight on her
belly and ass. She knelt down on the bed, and reached up and pulled the
sheet off of the man’s body. He rolled over on his back, his cock
standing straight up as he did, and her sliding slowly up his legs to
it. She takes it in both hands, and pulls the tip down to her mouth,
flicking her tongue out to catch the drop at the end. She then swallows
it all, in one big gulp, and draws it back out again. Sucking and
licking it, she gets it wet and slimy, ready for what she wants. I’ve
watched her many times before. She likes the taste of cock, but LOVES
the feel of it up inside her. She pumps it slowly with her hand, as she
slides up his body, then pauses over it. She rubs the head of it up and
down her slit, then takes the head and inserts it in her cunt. Holding
it there for a moment, she flicks her clit a few times, then lets
herself fall. I can tell she has her first orgasm right then, and the
guy jumps at her sudden move, and grabs her shoulders. Then he reaches
down and takes her by the ass, lifting her up slightly, settling his
hips, then begins to thrust up into her. As her orgasm settles, she
smiles and bends forward, tracing her tongue over his face, down his
throat, and across his chest. He bounces her up and down on his cock,
as she nips and bits at his nipples, causing him to pump her harder in
retaliation. Once he gets a good rythm going, she starts what I’ve been
waiting for. As he pumps harder and harder into her, she begins to lose
contact with reality. She sits back up and her head rolls back. Her
eyes, when open, have the glazed look I know so well. She begins to
moan load enough for my mike to pick it up and bring it to me. I turn
up the volume, because this is what I like the best. She moans louder
and louder, as he learns what it is she likes. He grabs hold of her
tighter, pulling her down onto him harder with each thrust, pounding
away into her, and she loves it. She’s starting to wail, her cries
going up and down the scale, exciting him even more. He takes her and
holds her tight, then flips her over, so she is on the bottom and he is
on the top now. He pulls back, and then slams it home, like she did
when she started it all, and then goes to pumping, hard and fast,
shaking the bed with each thrust. She turns her head an screams, long
and loud, and I see it all because she’s facing the camera when she does
it. She’s started on another orgasm, and she’s probably crushing his
dick every time he pounds into her, because he’s getting more and more
excited with every thrust. As hard as he’s pounding into her, I expect
the bed to collapse under them at any minute. She’s screaming and
jerking around on the bed, yelling her head off, bucking up at him so
hard it’s a wonder he can stay in her. Her screams and moving around
have obviously gotten to him, because he bends down and lays on top of
her, burying his head in the sheets next to her, and holding her down.
She kicks and screams, twisting the sheets in her hands, ripped by
orgasms, as he pounds into her as hard as he can. Then, he jerks
upright, and thrusts into her hard one last time, and holds it. His
dick must be jumping around a hell off alot, because she goes wild.
He’s holding onto her hips, and she’s thrashing around on the bed under
him, screaming as loud as she can, shoving her hips into his crotch as
hard as she can, until she pushes him back onto his heels. She calms
down and looks up at him, sitting back on his heels with her hanging out
of his lap. She says something to him that I can’t hear, and they start
laughing, and she slips down his legs to the bed. His cock slides out
of her, and it is still twitching, so she rolls around and puts her head
in his lap, taking his cock in her mouth. He rolls back his eyes in the
back of his head, and she licks him clean, sucking the last of his cum
out of his cock. Limp at last, it slips from her mouth as he lies down
next to her, and I go to the bathroom to take care of myself before she
starts round two…
–
part2
Tuesday, May 12th, 2009ever so slightly. “Guys stare, it’s what guys do when they see something they
like, right? Believe me, I know…” She was looking me straight in the eye, and
I felt like a bug on a windshield. But I bit the bullet; what the hell. “Yes, I
was looking. You are…” I groped for a word as her smile widened. “…very
pretty.” Her eyes widened. “Pretty? Well, thank you, Jack. You’re not too bad
yourself.” She turned again and bent over at the waist, reaching for something
on the ground. My gaze was traveling up her legs when I caught her looking at me
and grinning. “Yes, you’re very pretty.” I was totally losing my grip, and I
started babbling. “Yeah, I remember you and your friends… Me and my coworker
were looking at all of you, but I was mostly looking at you.” She straightened
and resumed her perch. “Uh huh. Don’t you think it’s, like, wrong to look at
women that way? We’re not objects, you know.” Her smile was so fetching, a
beauty to behold. Some women turn and hide their grins, and some are more bold,
but she took the cake. Her smile was a tiger trap I would have gladly put my
head into. I frowned. “True, true. But sometimes you ladies seem to want us to
look, right? Like you said, you know when guys stare at you. Obviously you like
it.” “Uh huh. I do like it. I like it a lot.” She squirmed a bit, rubbing her
legs together. “Sometimes I think I like it too much…” Mimicking her pose on
the desk, I bent forward and matched her conspiratorial tone. “What do you
mean?” “Well…” She bit her lip. “Sometimes when I get guys to look at me, I
get really turned on…” She paused. I didn’t say a word. “Sometimes I can’t
wait to touch myself. I mean, I can’t wait until I get home… Sometimes I find
a place where I can get away with it, and go ahead and do it.” “…Like where?” I
prodded. “Well, like the other night when my girlfriends and I were here… This
older guy was near me in a row of books, and he was holding this book like he was
reading it, but really he was looking at me… I was squatting down to look at
the lowest shelf, and he was looking down my dress at my tits.” My erection,
noticbly pushing against the front of my pants, pulsed at her words. I bent over
further, hoping to disguise the bulge, but she couldn’t see from where she was
and continued. “So, he’s doing this pathetic job of pretending to read, I mean
really staring, and I glance over and see his dick get hard. I mean, he was
really showing. So I stood up and made to go by him, and I ‘accidentally’
brushed my hand against his crotch. I looked up at him really sweetly and said I
was so sorry, and he practically bolted. I mean, I got this old fart all hot and
bothered –” She squirmed again. “–and that got *me* hot and bothered.” She
stood up and moved away from the desk a bit. “All he wanted, right then, was to
lift my dress…or this skirt…” She paused as she touched the hem of her skirt.
My eyes were glued to her fingers as she lifted it slightly. “…rip off my
panties…” I could see the barest hint of white panties. “…and fuck the shit
out of me.” I bit my lip. My dick was a steel rod, poking painfully into the
front of the desk. My brain wasn’t taking any calls, and my eyes were glued to
the gorgeous woman exposing herself. Suddenly she dropped the skirt and grinned.
“I’ll be right back,” she blurted. She turned and walked quickly towards the
restrooms. Realizing my mouth was open, I closed it and shook myself. What the
hell was going on here? Surely this couldn’t be legit. Was this some bizarre
trick by management to get me fired? Was this some weird setup by my roommate to
get a laugh? Thinking fast, I dialed my buddy Jeff, stationed at the other
information desk across the store. When he answered I spoke fast. “Did you see
that gorgeous redhead in the blue shirt and plaid skirt?” “No, I didn’t… Where
is she?” Wait a minute, my brain screamed. You want to share this with someone
…End of the part2. To be continued..
Kate and Linda were sitting at Kate’s small dinette table one summer
Saturday, April 18th, 2009 morning, discussing the neighborhood gossip and local news. Their husbands
were out playing golf, and as was their wont, Kate and Linda got together to
chat, shop and generally goof off. Each was wearing short shorts and a light
blouse, as the summer weather was quite warm.
“I tell ya, honey, that husband of mine is a real dud in bed sometimes.
I dress sexy for him and talk sexy, and all he wants to do is shove it in me,
jerk a few times, come, and roll over and fall asleep. I really do miss the
wild times I used to have when I was younger, you know?” said Linda as she
slowly sipped at the cup of coffee in her hands.
“Exactly. I mean, I love Roger dearly, and wouldn’t really want to spend
my life with any other man, but jeeezus, I do get HORNY once in a while.”
Kate responded. “What’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done, Lin?” she asked
almost shyly.
Linda looked at her for a few minutes, gauging the depths of the other
woman’s sensitivities. She swallowed the sip of warm coffee in her mouth and
leaned forwards surreptitiously.
“When I was in college I got drunk accidentally on purpose at a
fraternity party. After it got real late, I ended up being the only girl
there. The guys all started talking about their sexual conquests, and they
all claimed to be the worlds’ greatest lovers, you know?” She stopped for a
second to take another sip of coffee. “I said that any woman worth her salt
could outlast ten guys, and they all laughed. I challenged them. I got up
real slowly, and stripped as sexily as I could, without falling on my face!
A couple of the guys hauled some mattresses out to the living room, and I lay
down right in the center of them. I started stroking my cunt and licking my
lips really sexy, and before you know it, there were 20 or 30 naked guys
dancing around. I laid back, crooked my finger at the nearest one, and
motioned him over.
“What’ll it be, smarty?” I asked. He said he wanted to fuck me but good,
so he got down there, jerked his cock until it was hard, and shoved it in.
Let me tell you, these guys were just drunk enough so that they couldn’t last
very long. This first one must have stroked about 10 times before he shot off
straight up my pussy. The next guy wanted a blow job, so I sat up, stuffed
his teeny cock in my mouth, and a few seconds later had a sperm chaser after
all the beer I’d had.”
Linda stopped for a moment to look at her friend. Kate’s cheeks had
tinged a slight red and her eyes sparkled a bit, and Linda thought she could
see Kate’s nipples beginning to harden and poke out from the light blouse she
wore.
“Oh God, that’s hot! So what else?” queried Kate with a breathless
smile.
“So, for about the next 2 hours, I fucked and sucked every guy in that
frat house until there wasn’t a drop of sperm left in any of them, and it was
all up my pussy or down my throat, or mostly, all over my tits and face and
in my hair. At one time, I counted six guys jerking off all over my head
while I fucked this black football player’s ass off, and wouldn’t you know
they all came all over my hair and face. I had to stop and get a towel to
wipe the shit off my face. I was drenched in it, I swear!” whispered the
young wife.
“I never saw so much cum in all my life, before or since. They
absolutely ruined the mattresses, and when I finally got up, I leaked a trail
of sperm all over the house looking for a shower to rinse off in. But they
all were pooped out, and I could have gone on for another couple of hours by
then. It was great. But, I had to transfer to another college, because the
word got out, and everybody thought I was some kind of tramp or something,
so I left and went to the State University instead. That’s where I met Hank,
and we’ve been together ever since. I haven’t even seen another cock except
his since then.”
“Even on TV or a magazine or anything?” asked an incredulous Kate.
“Oh, hell, they don’t count! I’m talking about in the flesh! Hey, what
about you, Katie, what’s the wildest slutty thing YOU’VE ever done?”
questioned the leering Linda, leaning forward and licking her lips
devilishly.
“Well, I NEVER balled thirty guys in one night, if that’s what you
mean!” she responded. “In fact, I’ve never made it with more than one guy at
a time, even. Ummm, I guess the nastiest thing I ever did was ask Roger to
cum in my mouth one time while I was sucking him off.”
“ONE time! Are you telling me that you don’t sip the sperm cocktail,
young lady?” asked Linda in a mock stentorian tone.
“Wh-What?”
“You don’t swallow cum? You don’t let that gorgeous Roger shoot off in
your mouth?” Linda asked again.
“Well, it’s not that I don’t like him to, or that he hasn’t , a couple
of times. But he usually just wants to use my pussy instead, so we don’t do
a lot of oral sex or anything kinky. He doesn’t even like to lick me down
there either.”
“Oh shit honey, we’ve got to get you fucked and sucked up right one of
these days!” exclaimed the amazed Linda. “But anyway, tell me all about the
one time you let little Rog there blast off over your teeth. I wanna hear all
about it!”
“Well, it’s not as sexy a story as yours. Roger and I were making love,
…End of the part1. To be continued..
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Thursday, April 16th, 2009 he had an constant erection whenever we were togetherThis could
only mean one thing! He liked girls.. He seemed to have the same
chemical reaction to me as I did to himYes, his vagina would
moisten and his nipples would press against his bra.. This
discovery was the impetuskeep these words coming. You know,
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go to bed, stamp AIR MAIL on his forehead and then… which led me
to even think about anything as risky as THE PLAN9 From Outer
Space. by Edward Woodie.
A few very innocent lunches, laced with a lot of
heavysaltpeter sexual DYNAMOtension, followed. As inconvenient
as the location of his office WAS, it turned out that we were both
married. This came as not a really big surprise, as I was fully
cognizantaware, to you and me of my own marital statusno fool I!
Although I forget sometimes and have to look at the ring to remind
me. I’m so silly. and since he was not a kidnapper. Although he
*does* know just a few too many details about the Lindbergh baby,
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thingees. I mean, who *cares* how fast the pool fills?! How will
*this* come in handy at the supermarket?. I never claimed to be
a romanticpoet, but the idea of aGrecian Urn seedy motel room
didn’t much appeal to the car thief inme.
His office therefore became the most likely locationNo
doubt.. As I mentioned before, its only assets were the large
desk and the locked doorWell, *and* the bondage table, the sling,
the hydraulic winch, the cross…. The walls were toiletpaper
thin. Since I generally cum loudly and frequentlyIN *BED*, after
contemplationof course it helps that my mantra is “fuckme”, I
decided I had better begin my homeworkthank God all the odd
answers were in the back.
While Herman beamed awayzip-a-dee-do-dah, zip-a-dee-ay, my
oh my–, I began my research on the Mac. Discretion was the
better part of valor?key wordsay the key word and you win fifty
dollars. Herman was very protective of his little applesas he
called his marble-sized testicles. The actual deprogramming was
done at home thanks to a Mac on loan from a friendSteve Jobs.
(When it comes to programming, I am very patient.Yes, I believe
most programmers share this quality. In fact, I relish nothing
more than the thought of compiling and linking five megs of Clipper
code on an 8080) Finally, after weeks of debuggingde-lousing,
call it what you will, I was able to write and load a niftynifty!
Hee. Aren’t I just…such a girl! little program that would
render the Mac server useless for the hour or so I hoped I
neededFabulous idea. Your co-workers will love you for it,
especially if they’re in mid-compile, or haven’t saved anything.
After what had seemed eonsthousands of years, the day of
execution arrivedI only regret that I have but one life to give
for my country. *HIS*!. This was not exactly the type of program
you could masterBeta test so I just VHS’ed it crossed mylegs,
snapping a co-worker’s neck fingers and hoped I could prove
mylove to myfather death be notproud.
Although we were definitely running on the same trackthe
slow one, I didn’t want Alex to suffer cardiac arrestso I slipped
the nitro pill under his tongue. In preparation for what was to
comeThe CULTURAL REVOLUTION!, I strolled into his office humming
the tune of My Favorite Things from the Sound of MusicOH THE
HUMANITY! Hey, remember Julie Andrew’s hooter’s in “S.O.B”? I do.
They weren’t big or pendulous but they *were* floppy.. When I
began to sing my lyrics to the song, a broad grin crossed his
faceand he looked like an idiot child, who loves nothing so much
as wood. (If this is beginning to sound like a scene from an
Indian movie, you’re right, but stay tuned.Oh I will, I WILL.
Mississippi Masala?)
Guys in tight bike pants, their crotches a-bulgin’
Wet, hot, slick, hard skin, and secrets divulgin’
A story ’bout Suzy-Q”Queen. Of. Hearts. Come on, come ah-ahn,
oh what a scene,
These are a few of my favorite things
Guys in blue denimdenim boys. yummy., their lashes a blazin’oh
my!
One with his pants off, his size is amazin’!
A horse with a hard on suspended by strings *asterisk
These are a few of my favorite things
When the clapapplause hits, when his pud drops, and I need it bad
I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don’t feel so
sad
* This line inserted in honor of Catherine the Great, and the
new Russian democracy!Nay!
After my vocal recount of MY favorite things there wasn’t
much resistance (none, maybe?ya think?) when I knelt down in
front of him and unzipped his jeans. Having waited for what seemed
centurieshundreds of years, I immediately began to savor the
table ofcontents. As my tongue rolled around the head of his
penis, in a voice!! tempered with both extesyouch! and panic, he
murmured,
“Jesus, ClarissaHarlowe!, we can’t do this here.But
Lovelace…”
Before the not to worry reassurance crossed my lips both
of us heard a shakennot stirred Herman pounding his pudfists on
a nearby keyboard. Putting two and two together Alex began
laughing so uncontrollably that I found it my civic duty to silence
himYes, I shot him.. Retaking appendage in moutheek I began to
suck it for all it was worth.
Not being slow on the uptake, Alex slid his hands into my
blouse and discovered I was not wearing a braHoo-er!. In fact,
since it was a special occasion I had dispensed with all
underwearI dress like this at all joint sessions of congress,
state dinners, and public executions. Taking this as his cueI
broke, sank the eight ball, and blew that popsicle stand, with a
quick switch of positions we found ourselvesfacing away from each
other, preparing to duel on his large Steelcase desk. He began by
running his tongue along the curve of my small but well
malformed breast, and down my amplebelly. Bearing right at 68
degreesmy navel, he shortly found his tongue wading through my
short and curliesOh how precious! I want to bite and kiss you..
I sucked him deeper into my mouth as his tongue hit my clitAxl
Rose. He had one hand twiddling!! I don’t know you silly boy,
I’ve never twiddled my clit between tongue lapses, while his
tongue was exploring my wet cunt, darting in and outdart-like,
tracing my lips all the way back where he lightly nibbled that very
sensitive area between cunt and anusI like to call it North
Jersey, and then he gave my hole itself a gentle toothbrush but
that is the stuff of urban legends. Ooh, it was a Reach. The
Bigchill that shot up my spine caused me to gaspand retch,
sucking his pumping cock deeper into my eager mouth. His tongue
finally returned to my clit. God the walls were shakingthe Earth
was quaking my mind was aching, and we were making it. them mean
old eyes…knocking me out with those American trout.!
I could have continued with this game for a long, long time,
but as if out of no where a condom appearedoh thank you thank you
my fairy condom godmother!. My heart, already pounding double
time, started doing little flipswreaking havoc with my artificial
mitral valve. My clitty, so recently being ministered to by
tongue, started pounding in anticipation of what it knew was
comingAfter three pounds she popped.. I took the packet from him
and ripped it opennearly destroying the condom in the process..
Now, with both of us sitting on the edge of that steelcase, I
gently grasped his member [I just HAD to]we understand in one
hand and unrolled the sheath with my otherif it hurt as I
unravelled the skin from his penis he never let on. And they say
chivalry is dead. Piffle, I say.. I realized that the wrapper was
still in my hand20 more and I could get a Bazooka Joe decoder
ring. As I reached across the desk to the trash, I felt a hand on
my back, and then another reaching around my waist to my hot
pussyat first this was disconcerting since Alex was standing right
in front of me…. I knew what was comingsoon…we’d PADIDDLE!,
and I reached back to help guide his flesh missile into my anxious
(but not hardened) target??!! I thought you were sitting on the
edge of the desk??!! So *what* target? *MY SPINE*!!. Help wasn’t
needed however, and before my hand found its target, his
smartmissile found mine, and with a grunt of satisfaction he
started his long, long journey home.
With a long slow push I felt myself filling up
with…SEMPRINI??!. Then his hand came around me and started to
caress my clitman in the rowboat. ick.. Then finger twiddle,
slow stroke out, fingers, fast push in. My clamping him tight on
each outstroke was driving us both to a frenzysub-par Hitchcock,
but not without its good points, like when the camera backs away
from the woman’s apartment and down the stairs . With each beat of
the penetration, the cycle of pleasure began all over againcool
beans.. As if upon mutual pre-nuptialagreement, a soft languid
cry flowed from our lips and could have been heard if anyone had
been listeningit sounded something like, “*BARANGUS!*”.
Serendipitiouslyluckily, a loud waila great white one from
HermanMelville was produced on the opposite side of the wallhow
fortuitous!.
I wish I could describe the sound of 12 Macs crashing
simultaneously, but it really isn’t very interestingI believe you.
Honest.
RICHH
credits to RDC for that whole Alex Trebeck ruling the world thing
A New Beginning part3
Thursday, March 26th, 2009loved it.
As they drifted off to sleep, Ann turned on John’s headset, then her own,
and they both slept soundly, deeply, letting their subconscious minds
absorb the pleasures of their new roles.
Tomorrow would see another small phase in the growth of their relationship,
until Dr. Whetmore took them to the next platform.
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A New Day Dawns
Ann was awakened to the warm wetness of John’s overflowing diapers. He’d
wet so heavily during the night he’d supersaturated the diapers, leaking at
the pantlegs and wetting the changing pad and the bed. His loud sucking had
also served to wake her, and she gently pulled his thumb from his mouth and
gave him the remainder of his bottle from last night.
Obviously he’d taken the one bottle and drained it himself during the
night, while she slept, and started the second before going to sleep again.
At any rate, he sure was wet. She’d try a little test and see how he felt
about it.
As John finished the bottle, he seemed to wake himself, and Ann said “Well
sleepy head, you sure slept soundly last night. How’s it feel to wake in
pissy diapers, like a little baby.”
To her surprise, John said “Mmmmm, it feels real nice. It’s so nice and
warm and make me feel peaceful. Thank you for helping me Ann. I know I can
be a good baby for you.”
Ann smiled, then said “Well pissy pants, time to get you up, changed and
then off to work. You’ve still got a job to do and you can’t stay in those
sopping diapers all day or you’ll get a horrible rash. Off you go to the
shower.
I’ll have to think of something different for tonite, so I don’t wind up
sleeping in a puddle too. One bedwetter in the family is bad enough,
especially one who wets as heavily as you do. Now off with you.”
John swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, then almost fell
down as quickly as he’d gotten up. “Jeez, these diapers must have a couple
gallons of pee in them. They weigh a ton. Can’t you change me here, then
we’ll figure what to do ?”
“No way. You’re too wet to be changed here. Besides you’re still a grown
man, even if you do need diapers, so you get into the shower any way you
can. Crawl if you have to, but move it !!”
Obediently John tried again, but found there was no way he could walk with
the sodden mass between his legs. Crawl he did. Just like a little baby,
only with the heavy sodden diapers he even had trouble crawling.
Ann laughed at the sight of her 33 year old husband crawling to the shower,
in soaking, sodden diapers and then remembered the locking pins. As she
heard John get into the tub enclosure, then yell “I can’t get these off.
Can you help me please Ann ??” she started to laugh, kind of sneeringly and
said “That’s no way for a good baby to talk. Ask me nicely in a sweet baby
voice to please change your pissy diapers, and I’ll consider it.”
Reluctantly John started asking and eventually satisfied Ann by saying
“Pweez momma change pissy baby Johnny’s pissy baby diapers. Pweez momma.”
and Ann laughingly released the diaper pins letting the sodden diaper fall
to John’s feet.
After his shower, John came out to get ready for work. Instead of his
regular briefs, Ann had laid out a pair of thick, terry cloth pants, kind
of like trainer soakers toddlers wear while being toilet trained. John
yelled down to Ann “Hon these aren’t what I wear to work, what gives ???”
His baby personna was receding as he got ready for a day at the office, and
the idea of wearing baby training panties was repulsive. Sure he needed
diapers at night time, since he was such a heavy bedwetter, but training
pants during the day, no way.
Ann shouted up sternly, “Ok Mr. Pissy pants. You may think you’re all grown
up, but the evidence against you is in the washer now, or did you already
forget the condition of your diapers half an hour ago. Now I want you in
those trainers, and dressed and down here for breakfast in five minutes or
else !!”
Meekly John put the trainers on. They felt strange, yet somehow comforting.
Maybe they wouldn’t be so bad after all. They felt kind of like diapers,
but not quite so bulky.
As they had breakfast, Ann explained “I know you haven’t had any daytime
accidents for quite a while, but we don’t want to take chances. You’ve been
wetting quite heavily at night again, just like you did when you were a
baby in diapers all the time, so the training panties are a precaution. If
you have a “little” accident, it shouldn’t be so bad you get your trousers
all wet. Just be careful and pay attention and go potty when you first feel
the need.
Remember now, if you wet your pants at all, it’s back into diapers for you
during the daytime, too !!”
John hung his head and said “Yes ma’m. I’ll keep dry. Sorry I yelled
earlier, it’s just that I’m not a baby anymore. I don’t need baby pants at
work.”
Ann just smiled, handed him his bag with two spare pair of pants, and said
“We’ll see about that.”
Ann started her walkman with the music cassette and went about her
housework. As she proceeded she made a list of things she’d need. Enough
flannel for a dozen diapers, 4 more pair of plastic panties, two of the
large bottles she’d read about and one of the neighbours had said she could
get at the local pharmacy in the back of the store.
Then she looked at the DPF magazine again, and the Carloyn’s Kids catalog
and ordered a dozen of the special extra thick diapers in print patterns,
and the print nursery styled panties. She ordered 3 shortalls, two rompers,
6 pairs of sleepers and two large soothers as well.
When she was done, she figured this would be a good layette to start with,
and with her sewing talents she could make more cute baby outfits for
Johnny.
Finally, she phoned the store Dr. Rotman had told her about. She was
surprised they would deliver this afternoon, no trouble, and set everything
up for her.
By the time John was due home, Ann had transformed the den into a passable
nursery. A large padded table served as changing table, with shelves of
diapers, panties and necessary pins, powder and lotions. A toy box held
large stuffed toys, some big hard rubber balls, and a cute large Roly Poly.
But the piece de resistance was the special bed. It looked now like a
regular child’s bed, with low mattress, two pull out drawers underneath,
and a head and foot board. The beauty was it could easily be converted into
a full size crib, big enough for the biggest baby, complete with locking
side rails, large musical mobile to attach to the headboard and if needed a
locking top.
Ann felt the extra touch of a private stereo system with speakers at each
end and both sides of the bed would be a nice touch, and make it easier for
Johnny to listen to his special tapes in the nights and weeks to come.
This was going to be fun having a new big baby at home. She wondered how
Johnny was making out.
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Betty part3
Sunday, February 15th, 2009 back, covering the clit and rubbing it through the hood. Then I
flicked it quickly from side to side a few times. I kept repeat-
ing this in a rhythmic fashion. Pretty soon Betty was squirming
on my face in intense pleasure. Suddenly she leaned forward onto
her arms and started wiggling from side to side. Her whole body
tensed and she inhaled deeply. She moaned and purred as orgasmic
tremors shook her body. This continued for a long time.
Betty then straightened up again. She pulled away from
my face, staying squatted about 6″ over my face. I moved my head
around and found I was dizzy – drunk from the wine in my stomach
and ass. She moved her knees to the sides of my head, preventing
any motion. She said sweetly and submissively “I’ve been such a
good girl.” Her fingers pulled her labia apart. She giggled and
then said louder and sarcastically, “Until now!” Suddenly pale
yellow piss was streaming out of her. At first, it went all over
my face, but Betty’s fingers quickly gained control and aimed for
my mouth. She held my nose until I opened my mouth wide. She
took a deep breath and tensed her body. The stream became a
flood! She pissed so hard that it splattered out of my mouth and
all over my face. I didn’t close my eyes fast enough, and her
piss burned them. She leaned back and the piss hit my upper
face. It flowed off my face and I felt my hair getting soaked.
Even my ears felt the piss inside. Betty then released my nose
so I could take a deep breath. Then she tensed hard as another
flood of piss filled my mouth to overflowing. She clamped my
nose again and said, “Drink my piss or drown”. I had little
choice. After swallowing, she let go of my nose and I gasped for
breath. Betty tensed again and the last of her piss filled my
mouth. I swallowed quickly. I’d never seen anyone piss with
such force and volume. What a pisser!
Betty stood up over me and stretched. My penis was still
rock hard. I had to piss so bad that I wasn’t even thinking
about my having an orgasm. She turned around with her back to my
face and squatted over my penis. She took it in her hands and
ran the tip back and forth and side to side from her clit to her
vagina. Finally she placed the tip into her vagina and sat down
slowly. The warmth of her felt good, and I concentrated on that
feeling. When she pulled up, I could see her hand massaging her
clit. She continued this rhythm for awhile, as we both became
more excited. She moved the wine bottle in and out of my anus,
pressing it so it would massage my prostate. I couldn’t tell
which was a greater sensation, the pain of needing to piss or the
pleasure of the bottle. She ordered, “Don’t have an orgasm until
I say so.” I forced myself to concentrate on my bladder, to
prevent further arousal. Betty’s motions got more intense, and
suddenly she started another orgasm, moaning and convulsing. The
sensations on my penis were exquisite, but I couldn’t allow
myself to fully appreciate them. She finally stopped moving and
just sat there, my penis still hard and buried deep within her.
Part 4
After a couple of minutes she moved up and off of my
penis and shoved her body back on the bed until her ass was
directly over my face. I closed my eyes, expecting another
flood. Instead, I felt her tongue lick the head of my penis. I
moaned with pleasure, against my will. The wine bottle was again
in motion. Betty sat her ass down on my face, adjusting her
position so her anus was over my mouth. She told me to open it
up. I took my tongue and circled her anus, wetting it and the
surrounding area. Then I pushed my tongue against the opening.
It tasted salty and musky. The odor combined with her tongue was
making me orgasmic. I tensed my stomach muscles to increase the
pain in my bladder, warding off any orgasm. My tongue slid into
her anus. Betty sat down even harder on my face. I pulled my
tongue out and repeated this process. Betty had taken my penis
into her mouth and was doing her best to arouse me. It took all
I could to prevent my orgasm. Pretty soon her anus was relaxed
enough that my tongue went as far in as possible with no resist-
ance. Betty pulled the bottle out of my ass and stood it up
between my legs. Then she got up off my face, turned to face me,
and positioned herself over my penis and the bottle. She held on
to the bottle with one hand behind her back and my penis with the
other hand in front. She squirmed back and forth on the bottle,
gently forcing it into her anus. As she slid down on the bottle,
my penis slid into her vagina again. Betty sighed deeply and sat
down hard. She then started moving up and down the two shafts in
her orifices. This was the first time I was ever jealous of a
wine bottle! I would have liked to take advantage of this splen-
did experience, but I was afraid to add any motions for fear of
coming. She moved her hands, placing one on her clit and the
other on a nipple. Once again, she stimulated herself to a
powerful orgasm After a couple of minutes Betty got up, turned
around and moved her ass back over my face, and told me to fill
her anus with saliva. I felt her lick the head of my penis and
then spread more spit over it. She got into position over my
penis and rubbed the head around her anus. She then put the head
into the opening and pushed down with her body. the head slid in
past her sphincter. A few more partial in and outs helped loosen
her anus the rest of the way, and finally she just sat right
down, my penis fully enclosed in her rectum. She let out a low
moan of pleasure. As she moved up and down, I could see her hand
working her clit feverishly. The other hand took the bottle and
put it back in my anus. She was moving it rapidly, making sure
it rubbed my prostate. I had to clench my stomach to prevent
orgasm every time she pulled up off of me. The hot tightness of
her anus was orgasmic, but the pain in my bladder prevented an
end. After a while, Betty threw her head back and convulsed,
moaning very loudly and deliriously. How many orgasms did this
one make? I had lost count. Once again, she just sat there with
my penis deep inside her for a few minutes.
I was getting delirious by now. I was somewhat drunk, my
bladder was bursting, and I wanted to orgasm. Betty got up,
moved back again, and had her legs holding my shoulders down,
with her ass perched high over my face. I could see her face
lower down towards my penis. She removed the rubber band and
told me not to come. She started massaging my aching balls
gently, and they felt somewhat better. She held my penis up and
rubbed it around her nose. She inhaled the musky odor of her
anus and moaned. Her tongue came out and started licking the
head of my penis. It circled around the edge of the head, lin-
gering at the split on the bottom. Then her lips covered the
head and she sucked on it. She then moved her lips down the
shaft, using her tongue to keep the head stimulated. The hand
supporting my penis now went back to the wine bottle. Betty
moved the bottle in and out and side to side, making sure my
prostate got well massaged. After a few minutes I could take no
more. I started begging her to let me come. She removed her
mouth and asked me, “Am I your Mistress?”
I said yes, and pleaded again with her.
She said, “If I let you come, will you do anything I
desire?”
I answered “Yes! Anything you say,” and sang the next
line, “please release me.”
Her lips covered my penis again and she sucked extra hard
while moving the wine bottle right over my prostate. I knew I
was in trouble, since she hadn’t said I could come. I clenched
my stomach hard, but the pain was overshadowed by the pleasure.
Just when I thought I was doomed, She removed her mouth and
laughingly said, “You can come, I just figured out what I want.”
Part 4
She immediately put her mouth back to work. It took
about 15 seconds more of her expert oral skills until my body
tensed in orgasm. The first shot was almost overpowering. As
the second shot was released, I found out why she was squatting
over my face. Betty had been saving her piss again until I came!
It splattered over my face, neck, and chest. I raised my mouth
to catch it better. I kept pumping into her mouth and she pumped
into mine. My orgasm stopped before her piss, and my mouth was
full. Before I could do anything with the mouthful, she quickly
turned around and shook her head to say no.
Betty sat on my stomach, lowered her head to mine and
then moved her lips to mine. She sucked gently, so I extended my
tongue into her mouth and caught the full taste of my semen. She
pushed my tongue back out and her tongue came into my mouth and
swished the liquid around. The pressure on my stomach suddenly
registered, and since my penis was now deflated, nothing could
hold back my bladder. I started pissing and the stream must have
hit Betty, because she moaned. She took a hand and used it to
aim my penis. She wet her crack, arched her rear up and wet her
stomach and chest, and then squatted down and let the stream flow
over her back. I pushed harder on my bladder then, and piss
started flowing over her shoulders onto my chest. She got up
quickly and lay her head down face up on my stomach. She adjust-
ed the stream until it hit her in the face. She covered her
whole face. Then Betty opened her mouth and let it fill up until
it overflowed. She closed it again, and moved her head up to
mine. We kissed again, exchanging her piss, my piss, and my
come. She aimed the stream for our heads and our hair became
soaked. Finally I finished. It was the longest piss I’d ever
taken. Betty pulled the bottle out of my anus, loosened my ropes
and we embraced; kissing, caressing, and hugging constantly.
After a few minutes, the wet sheets were annoying, so we took a
nice hot bath, cleaning every square inch of each other. We put
clean sheets on the bed. I went and got some food and drink. We
ate and drank until we fell asleep in each others arms. Betty
was the first up the next morning. I awoke to a clicking noise
and found myself handcuffed. Betty quickly got her rope and tied
my ankles to the bed. She then tied my neck to the bed so I
couldn’t sit up and untie my ankles. Betty disappeared for a few
minutes and returned with my roll of Saran Wrap. She searched my
closet and took the belt from my bathrobe. She ripped off a long
sheet of Saran Wrap, making sure it didn’t bunch up, and placed
it flat on the bed. She took the belt and wound one end of the
plastic over the belt a few times. The she stood up, and put the
belt on behind her, the Saran Wrap hanging down her back. She
put a quick knot in the belt and bent down and pulled the Saran
Wrap through her crotch and up under the belt. She then squatted
down, pulled the Saran Wrap tight and knotted the belt securely.
Betty then used her hands to make sure the Saran Wrap was evenly
spread over her rear and through her crotch. She then found her
clit and gently ripped the Saran warp so there was a little hole
where it could stick out. When she was satisfied that everything
was ok, she climbed over me, squatted over my face, and lay down
on my chest and stomach. She maneuvered until her clit was over
my mouth. She then explained, “I’ve read than when elephants get
sexually excited, they piss and shit all over before and after
sex. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like. This is my
desire. I am your mistress. Your reward for obedience will be
an orgasm. Now get me sexually excited.” Betty then placed her
hands on my balls and penis, and the games began. I was really
glad I had bought extra strength Saran Wrap…
Friday, February 6th, 2009
It was the late in the summer of 19– when I first became acquainted with Steven.
Circumstance had provided us the opportunity to work together, a collaboration
which culminated in a slick bit of legal craftsmanship which had all the
hallmarks of a jurisprudential masterpiece, at least when viewed by someone who
could appreciate the invisible strings we fashioned to manipulate a sensitive
artistic universe. Raising a toast of some rather exquisite champagne, Steven
and I indulgently acknowledged our own handiwork, well aware that our finest
accomplishment lay in the fact that no one outside the room would ever really
appreciate our delicate touch. If things went as planned, we laughed, they would
never even realize we had been there.
One bottle from Steven’s extensive cellars led to another, and we spoke that day
at great length, in ways our work had never allowed. Working together had been a
great joy for both of us, I like to think, because Steven and I shared a sense of
focus which meant every working hour of those two months had been devoted solely
to the task at hand. I’m almost ashamed of the single-minded intensity that I
dedicate to my tasks, although I know no other fashion of approaching a problem,
but all too often the obsessive devotion I suffer in the course of a serious
project has cost me bitterly, both in my professional and personal relationships.
Yet with Steven, for once, it had been different. He was every bit as
concentrated as I had ever been. With a grin, I might even admit that he could
turn the flame a notch or two further than I. How could I not enjoy the company
of a man who not only appreciated my tendencies, but challenged me to demand more
of myself? As neglected as our subtle monument would be, I took great pride in
knowing that Steven understood. We raised another toast, and again, until the
sun slipped orange beyond the dark wooded acres of Steven’s estate.
Those two months, dedicated as they were to the definition and protection of the
intangible property rights of visual artists, taught me a great deal about a
subject I had really never paid any mind. I understood the vagaries of copyright
in the abstract, and had done the cursory rounds through several great galleries
during my travels, but before that summer, art remained a decorative item for me.
In fact, the work we did with the Foundation did much to increase my exposure
and augment my vocabulary, but Steven provided the catalyst which turned on the
light.
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Champagne had led to Chablis which led to a Chardonnay “we simply have to share”,
to a special unlabelled bottle from a tiny Swiss monastery to a very old bottle
of Scotch and the tenth hour of our celebration had warmed my spirits into a
pleasant sense of incautious confidence.
…End of the part1. To be continued..
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amanda the nubile part6
Wednesday, January 21st, 2009 knew that Gateway had a job for her alone, destination fixed in a mysterious
way she’d never understand. Storm rushed to the corridor, downstairs and
out. She was wearing only her underwear, but she didn’t think that she’d
have time to go get her battle uniform on. Grainy sand beneath her bare feet
didn’t bother her at all as she ran towards the bright light.
At the very next moment she was gone, and it took her a split second to
orientate again. She knew that the hill she’d been in a second ago was now
dark again, illuminated only by stars above. Storm dropped like a cat a few
feet on a cold, slippery floor and she realized that she was in someone’s
bathroom. There were no sounds audible for her keen ears at first, but then
she heard footsteps closing in. She quickly decided that she’d better find
out where and with whom she was before she’d reveal herself, and she decided
to hide behind the shower curtain.
As she had pulled the curtain close again the door opened. Storm couldn’t
see through the curtains, but the sounds the person made revealed that she
was a woman. When she came closer and took a bottle on the shelf Storm saw
that she was a beautiful woman indeed, and she had no clothes to cover her
bare white skin. She had a long brown hair and her moves gave and impression
of a teenager.
When the woman started humming a simple tune, Storm realized that it was her
former teammate Kitty Pryde, Shadowcat, whose mutant power was to slide her
body through solid matter. She peeked through the opening to confirm this,
wanting to reveal herself before Kitty sat on the toilet seat or anything.
Kitty was facing away from her, rubbing something on her skin. She moaned as
she caressed her tits. Storm suddenly stopped, careful not to make a sound.
Kitty looked at herself in the mirror, admired her young body for a while and
exited the room.
“Lockheed, what’s the matter with you? I think I told you to stay out!”
Storm heard Kitty say angrily. “No, I won’t let you into my bathroom. Don’t
you dare to try that innocent look on me. Last time I left the door open you
drank all my perfumes. No, don’t you dare! What’s the matter with you now? Get
out and let me do this alone!”
Storm ran quietly to the door, opened it a bit and looked out. She had a full
view to Kitty’s room. Outside the window there was a brightly shining sea,
the sunset coloring the sky red. Kitty was standing in the middle of her room
preaching to Lockheed, who hovered five feet off the ground. The animal had
sensed Storm and was trying to get to her.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you!” Kitty yelled at her pet. Lockheed had
looked straight into Storm’s eyes and was about to rush to meet the long-lost
friend. Kitty grabbed it’s neck and dragged the beast outside before it had
time to fly. Storm had shut the bathroom door and tried to remain quiet as
Kitty locked the door and shouted “and this time keep out” and jumped back on
her bed.
Storm lay her hand on the doorknob when Kitty started moaning aloud. She heard
the sounds of Kitty kissing her own arm, fallen deep in her private fantasy,
and passionate whispers Kitty’s lips uttered, calling for her name, praising
her body, asking her to take her! “Now what am I going to do?” Storm thought
and cursed the situation. Gateway must have had a reason – he always had. She
decided that if she waited, it could be too late for Kitty and her. She opened
the door and stepped out when Kitty was moaning something about Ororo’s eyes.
Kitty was lying on her bed, her legs spread, eyes closed, and for a second
Storm was able to see her virgin teenage pussy. Kitty was shaken into reality,
covered her pussy and screamed. When she recognized Storm, whom she thought was
dead, she stopped shouting and just stared at her.
“Kitty”, Storm said peacefully, “it’s all right! It’s me, Ororo, and I am very
much alive.” Kitty hid her body as well as she could when Storm told her every-
thing that had happened. When she had finished, Kitty had calmed down and
looked ashamed.
“How… how much did you hear?”
“Enough to realize that you have fantasies just like everyone else”, Storm
said. “It is all right, I am not angry. It’s great to know that someone thinks
I am sexy.” Storm walked closer to the bed and sat down on the edge.
“It’s not what you think”, Kitty snapped, “I’m not a lesbian. It’s just that
ever since Peter left me most of my fantasies have been about women. Especial-
ly you, and sometimes of Jean. But I’m not a lesbian.”
“I didn’t say you were”, Storm said. “Everyone has fantasies about someone of
their own sex. You don’t have to worry about it.”
“It was much easier to fantasize about women”, Kitty said. “I had so many
fantasies in my head, and even when you died, the fantasies just intensified.
My other memories of you faded, but the fantasies were still crisp, so I held
into them. It felt good to remember you, think about you as you were. Do you
remember when we first met in that cafe, when those Hellfire Club mercenaries
attacked? I have admired you ever since.”
Storm nodded. In their line of work they had to face the whole spectrum of mad-
men, save the world and try to live normal lives at the same time. It wasn’t
odd to see it affect a teenage girl.
“But it’s so good to see you’re alive”, Kitty said and hugged her just like
Alison had a moment before. Storm felt Kitty’s nipples touch hers through her
silken shirt, and she smelled the perfumed oil Kitty had rubbed on her body.
Storm kissed Kitty instinctively on her forehead, the kiss was slight and
friendly. Kitty had such a beautiful hair – brown, firm and so clean. Storm
closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She felt Kitty’s lips on her neck, caressing shyly her shoulders, but she
…End of the part6. To be continued..
amanda the nubile part3
Sunday, January 18th, 2009
“That’s right. But this conversation is turning into a dangerous direction.
It’s not Rogue’s fault that she is like that, and we shouldn’t talk about
her when she’s not present. But after Longshot… I’d pick Alex.”
“Yeah. He is soooo sexy in that black uniform!”
“Right!”
“Do you think that we are sexy, wearing these skintight costumes? Have you
ever thought how people must be looking at us?” Elizabeth asked suddenly.
“You mean they never try to make you bend to see your tits better? Never
make any comments, whistle or ask something immoral when you walk by?”
“They do it to you too?”
Alison looked down at her body. Her clothes really were tight and sexy.
“Then why is it that we are wearing such costumes?”
“You know why. Loose clothes would be dangerous in a fight.”
“Yeah. Right.”
“And of course for the kicks.”
“Especially.”
Elizabeth noticed that Alison’s nipples were now clearly visible under the
garment. Alison was running her hands down her body, trying to find fat or
loose places under her clothes.
“Alison?” she asked, shy again. “What is it… you know… like with a woman?
Alison stopped and looked curiously at Elizabeth. “Why do you want to know?”
“Me… for nothing. I am just curious”, Elizabeth said. “You don’t have to
tell me if you don’t want to.”
“For the starters”, Alison said, “I did it because I had to. There were no
films for straight women, you always had to do threesomes or twosomes with
another girl. Men want to see such stuff from every woman in the film, God
knows why. But I admit that it wasn’t bad, it was far better than with men
in the front of cameras. And definitely a lot better than with those fatty
directors and producers testing the girls they casted.”
“But how is it like?”
“It is like foreplay that goes on and on. It isn’t like sex with men that
ends before you’ve even started. It’s much more tender.”
Elizabeth looked at her, puzzled. “Did you really do such things on films?”
“No”, Alison said, after a while. “It was neutral in the films, not bad,
not good. But I did it a couple of times in a private room with another
actor. Her name was Lisa, and she was five years older than me. We had become
really good friends and we used to sleep together when I had no other place
to go. It felt good.”
“Oh.” Elizabeth said, surprised of this new aspect she’d found in her team-
mate. She wasn’t aware again that she’d been reading Alison’s thoughts. For
a moment she could feel the memory of woman’s touch on her skin, lips kissing
her neck and ear, fingers turning on the wet pussy.
“So now you know.”
Elizabeth moved like in a dream as she stepped up and kissed Alison on her
mouth. Alison’s eyes were wide with surprise as Elizabeth’s tongue caressed
hers, probing tenderly. They held each other’s bodies and Alison started
licking her shoulder, neck and ear with her tongue. Elizabeth sighed with
excitement and held on to Alison tighter so her legs wouldn’t turn into
cooked macaroni and she wouldn’t fall on the floor.
“Let’s do it”, Alison said with passion. Elizabeth retreated on the wide
chair pulling Alison with her and sat down. Alison sat on her lap facing her,
her knees supporting her on the both sides of Elizabeth’s body. Her breasts
were close to Elizabeth’s face, and she caressed them with her hands through
the clothes. Alison felt her pussy moisten and her back arch as Elizabeth
found her nipples and started massaging them. Alison’s ass was resting on
thin air, and Elizabeth moved her hands to support it. She gradually brought
them closer to Alison’s pussy as Alison removed all clothes from her torso,
revealing her breasts for her to lick.
“Oh god”, Alison moaned as she put her hands to Elizabeth’s tits. Elizabeth
was now licking her shiny breasts one by one, burying her face between them
and pulling her closer to her. Alison’s pussy was now tingling as she wanted
this gorgeous creature.
After a minute of this Elizabeth stood up. She was strong enough to carry
Alison, who had now wrapped her arms and legs around her. She put her down
on the floor, which felt a bit cold under Alison’s bare back. Alison caressed
her tits as Elizabeth took off all her clothes and stood there buck naked.
Alison removed her shoes and pants and reached her hand for Elizabeth. She
took it and let her pull her body gently down to her.
Elizabeth was on the top, and they were kissing fiery kisses, their tongues
licking each other’s mouth. Alison wrapped her legs around Elizabeth’s, thus
securing the position. Their hot pussies were now very close, and Elizabeth
placed her right hand over her ass and reached for them from behind. She found
her very own, caressed it for while, then pulled her hand back and brought
…End of the part3. To be continued..
