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amanda the nubile part11

Friday, January 16th, 2009

felt her ass shiver, she turned her attention to the pussy. The clitoris
was very easy to find, and she probed and circled it with her tongue.

Elizabeth opened her eyes and looked down to see Spiral’s back and Alison’s
happy face. She moved her hips closer to Spiral’s face, arched her back and
moved her feet a little bet farther from the tub. This position required
some physical work from her, but the stress on her leg muscles found its
way to the lower back and ass, where it felt real good. She was heaving with
excitement as her hands groped her breasts harder and harder. She wanted to
squeeze them until they bursted with pleasure.

Alison inserted a finger inside Spiral’s pussy, then another, spreading the
pussy lips wider. Her vagina was cherry red, and the clitoris had grown
into a clearly visible lump. “You’re so beautiful”, she said, admiring the
insides of her vagina.

Sprinkles of water looked like diamonds when sun hit them in Elizabeth’s
pussy. Spiral stopped her cunnilingus for a second, looking up at her
partner’s beautiful, well-formed tits. The way Elizabeth was squeezing
them looked so delicious that she didn’t know what to do. Alison’s fingers
found the right pace and Spiral had to stick her tongue back into Elizabeth
to avoid screaming for joy.

“Got a spare hand?” Rogue’s voice said at the doorway. Suddenly everyone
opened their eyes back to reality and looked at the stripe-haired mutant.

“You’d better be more careful”, she continued. “It could’ve been any one
of the boys or some villain. Speaking of which, why is that six-handed
menace eating you out, Elizabeth?”

“Come on, try using your power on me”, Spiral answered. “We have seen whose
persona is stronger, in case you don’t remember.”

“It’s OK”, Elizabeth snapped, “she is on her own.”

“Join in”, Alison said as she raised her face above the edge of the tub.

“I think that we ought to have a serious conversation about this”, Rogue
said and shook her head, lost in her thoughts for a while. “I mean, we
can’t go on taking care of our enemies like that!”

“Rog, this is an exception. We’re not trying to defeat Selen like this or
anything”, Elizabeth said and moaned sharply when Spiral inserted her
tongue inside her pussy for a second, wiggled it there for a while and
pulled out. Alison did the same for her, causing her ass shiver consider-
ably.

“No”, Rogue said. “I’m sorry, but I’m not in the mood. Look, girls, what
would the others say if they found out that we are not only lesbians but
do it with our sworn enemies?”

“You didn’t seem to be such a prude last night”, Alison said.

“That was different. You’re right that I’ve been left without sex for a
long time, but I don’t want to go too far. In fact I’m not sure about if
I should do this any more. It was fun and felt great, but still… it
shouldn’t go this way.”

“That’s your decision”, Elizabeth said when Rogue was to leave. “We won’t
force you to do anything.”

“No hard feelings?” Rogue asked, looking back.

“Of course not”, Alison said. “Let’s keep our friendship the way it was.”

They heard Rogue walk along the corridor into her room and close the door.
Alison stretched out her hand and fired a minimum bolt of light, strong
enough to push the door shut. Spiral continued licking Elizabeth, who was
quick to regain the mood. Elizabeth started pouring water on Spiral’s
back, making small puddles on her spine.

“Hey, my skin will look like a raisin if I don’t get to another position”,
Alison complained after a minute of pussy-licking. She had also lost her
sensitivity to Spiral’s fingers and wanted something else, preferably
Elizabeth to touch her.

“I have an idea”, Spiral said, raising her kisses to Eizabeth’s abdomen.

The girls quickly stood up and dried theirselves. Elizabeth and Alison
got on the bed, lying on their back, and kissed each other’s lips and
breasts. Spiral sat between their legs and told them to open their legs
to give her a better entry. The heroines got their torsos closer and put
their nipples together, and gave each other a passionate kiss, their lust
lit up by the touch of each other’s hot body.

Spiral spread her own legs, too, and started masturbating everyone with a
pair of hands. Alison’s tongue darted to Elizabeth’s neck and ears, and
while Elizabeth moaned and rubber Alison’s tits with both hands Alison
handled every zynaps above her shoulderline.

“This feels good”, Alison said, moving back to sucking the nipple.

“I’m going to come soon”, Elizabeth said, her mouth hanging wide open.

“Me too”, Alison said and let the tit go. She waited for a second without
knowing where to go next, but then she started sucking and licking her
teammate’s hairline. Elizabeth yipped with sudden pleasure, because her
vaginal muscles were quickly becoming one. Spiral touched each girl’s ass
cheeks with her lips and teeth.

Alison was the first one to reach orgasm, and she released light at every
harmless frequency. Other women kept their eyes closed, so this didn’t
affect them in any way. Alison cried all the way to the top, down and
right after that to the top again. Spiral’s fingers helped her to come
three times before Elizabeth, who had decided to do it “alone” this time,
reached her peak. Spiral could feel both women come on her fingers, and
she tried to physically transmit the sensation through her body from one
woman to another. Whether she succeeded or not she couldn’t tell from the
gasps and cries, but she had no reason to complain.

Alison and Elizabeth grabbed each other, almost set on fire. Alison came
twice more, the last one burning every drop of her sexual energy she had.
Elizabeth had only one orgasm, but it was certainly extremely satisfying.
Spiral had difficulties in reaching hers, but then Elizabeth took the
controls, inserted her tongue and sucked it dry. This was enough to help
Spiral over the edge, and the alien swordwoman’s orgasm almost caused Alison
come once more by its sheer immenseness.

At that very moment, in Mojoverse, Mojo laughed and turned his face away
from the silver screen. The camera focused on Spiral’s sweaty legs, panned
to the throbbing pussy and then zoomed out to show the expression on her
face.

“She’s won their confidence”, Mojo giggled, looking fat and sweaty as
usual.

“Master?” Domo said.

“Yes?”

“She… broke your orders. Aren’t you going to punish her, my master?”

“You don’t understand anything, do you? She thinks that she’s betrayed
me, but only – thinks! This is real art! She thinks that they’ve accepted
her as their peer! But no! When I created her, I knew that I’d be doing this
and built into her some… adjustments! Perhaps I’ll make her know that
she had no place to go expect be my servant, that she’ll come and kiss my
hand, crying for rejection!”

“They didn’t seem to reject her, my master”, Domo said.

“Not yet, and that’s the best part! But wait till tomorrow, when my little
adjustments take place! Her sexual preferences will turn to be… somewhat
unusual!”

“Of course, my master”, Domo said, shrugging shoulders. What a giant kid.


Black suit – white noise

Archive-name: Fantasy/xmen.txt
Archive-author:
Archive-title: X-MEN – parts 1 – 3

Raging hard-on

Sunday, November 23rd, 2008

I’m a freelance consultant in the area of computer software
development. Call me Al. I normally work for large
corporations on a contract basis for a few months per stint. I
recently moved to New York from the San Francisco area, and
since I was starting in a new city where I had no business
contacts, I was forced make use of contract placement
companies, also known as “headhunter agencies”. These are
middlemen who try to get contracts for people like me in return
for a cut of the money. They way this works is that after the
agency gets me a interview that results in a job, I sign up as
an employee of the agency, who then bills me out at a higher
rate to the company where I actually work. (more…)

Fetish peeping2 txt

Monday, October 27th, 2008

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Peeping – 2

I am a peeping tom.. and this is a true story
of what happened on June 25, 1990.

I have neighbors that are renting the house next door,
and the curtains don’t cover their bedroom window very
well. I went outside around 10:15 and the the
light came on around 10:30. I went and looked
in and saw Shannon (the girl) undressing. She is in her
mid 20’s, blonde, tall, long legs, and very pretty. She
has a great body, and tonight she had on
a white button up shirt and jean shorts. She took off
her shirt and she had on a white lace bra,
then took off her bra and her breasts
fell out, the nipples were kinda flat but she started
scratching the marks that were left by the bra and
then the nipples got erect. She cupped them, pulled
them up and then let them drop as she watched herself
in the mirror, and pinched the nipples while she
looked in the mirror.. Then she unbuttoned her jeans
and I could see some baby blue panties and she stepped
out of the shorts, layed them on her dresser, and then
bent over and slid her panties down her legs. This was
in full light, in her bedroom, and then she crawled on
her bed, got a book from her nightstand, and started
reading. She was completely naked, and her blonde
pussy hair stood up above her crotch and belly as she laid back
and read. She occassionally stroked her stomach and
scratched her pussy as she read the book. the book
didn’t appear to be erotic, she just kinda stroked
her nipples and felt her body as she read. Then her
husband (Michael) came in the room and started
undressing and his cock was semi- hard and he sat on
the side of the bed and bent over and kissed her.
He ran his hand over her stomach and then on down to
her pussy. He didn’t really stick his finger inside, he
just moved it back and forth in the slit. Then he slid
it back up her stomach and finished the kiss. He stood
up and then went into the bathroom and stepped into the
shower and she kept reading. After about 5 minutes
he stepped out of the shower and came into the room. He
was drying his hair, and was nude otherwise. His cock
was still semi-hard, and it’s not long, but very thick.
Anyway, he came in the room and reached down and grabbed
his cock and pointed it at her, and started crawling on
the bed on his knees. When he got to where her head was
she kissed the head of his cock. Then they talked a few
minutes and the he got off the bed and sat on the side
of the bed, and she got up and walked around to the end
of the bed, and got on her knees and she reached up with
one hand and grabbed the base of his cock and opened her
mouth and started stuffin it down her throat. I was
freaking out, and she started going up and down. His
cock is not long but since it is big around she had to
really open her mouth all the way. There she was,
kneeling on the floor, naked, and he was now laying back
on his elbows as she was giving him head like there was
no tomorrow. After he got VERY hard, she stood up and
turned around and reached between her legs and grabbed
his cock, and backed herself to where it was against
her cunt. I couldn’t see it go in, I was to one side,
but she kept lowering herself till she was sitting on
his lap, and then she used her legs to go up and down
on his cock. it must have been a bad position cause she
didn’t keep it up but for about a minute, and then she
stood up and his cock was shinny slick with her juices.
She said something to him, and he got up and she got
on her hands and knees on the bed with her tush at the
edge of the bed. I had a little better angle this time,
and I could see his hard cock as he started to mount
her “doggy style”. I really couldn’t see her pussy
lips, but I could see part of his cock each time he
pulled out. He had his hands on her tush and was
spreading her cheeks apart so he could see his cock
go deeper inside her hole from the back. He fingered
her crack and her asshole as he made slow in and out
strokes. She would lay her head on the bed at times
and then she would arch her back. Her tits would
bounce each time he hit bottom with his cock, and her
nipples were very hard. He kept riding her, and then
he started going faster, and he reached around her
and started fingering her clit, and then he started
slamming her harder, and I think she came, and then
he started long strokes and he threw his head back
and kept slowing down. Then after he stood there and
rested a minute, he pulled his cock out and it was
blood red and covered with cum.. drippin on
the floor and the bed, and I could see it run down
her leg as she laid there and didn’t care. He walked
to the bathroom and got a washcloth, and came back
and stood behind her and whipped her cunt and ass
from the back side, and then she reached down and
held the washcloth over her cunt and rolled over.
She laid there a few minutes, and they talked, and
then she got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned
up and then she put on a nightshirt and a clean pair
of panties and they went to bed… it was WILD…

More true stories of my hot neighbors can be found
only here on Rusty and Edies.

Fetish nnurse txt part2

Friday, October 24th, 2008

approaching orgasm when she suddenly stopped teasing her swollen clit and
spread her pussy wide with both hands. I was admiring her beautiful pussy
now fully engorged and literally dripping with juice when a squirt of hot
pee hit me square in the face. In all the excitement of being tied up and
watching my chubby nurse masturbate, I had completely forgotten that it was
my sarcastic comment about watching her pee that begun this adventure.

After the initial shock of the first blast of pee, I watched with fascination
and lust as a beautiful golden stream of pee sprayed out of her hot hairy
pussy soaking my face and hair. I tried to position my head so that I could
catch the stream in my mouth, but her gyrating hips kept the stream of pee
criss crossing my face. I couldn’t believe that I actually wanted her to
pee in my mouth! ‘Want’ wasn’t the right word, I needed to taste her pee. I
was going crazy with lust! My cock was bobbing uncontrollably and my balls
ached. My mouth was wide open, my tongue extended catching all the hot pee
I could as the stream moved back and forth across my face. Finally, she
stopped her teasing and aimed the hot spray right into my mouth. I gulped
down a couple of mouthfuls before she finally stopped. Using the head of
the bed for support, she raised herself to her feet and positioned herself
so that she was standing over me straddling my crotch. Placing her hands on
her hips, she closed her eyes and let go another long stream of hot pee.
Since she was not holding her pussy open this time, instead of a solid
stream, pee sprayed all over. Some sprayed on my chest, but most of the
golden liquid dripped straight down on my cock and balls.

When her bladder was finally empty, she turned around to show me her great
big ass. She got down on all fours and slowly backed her butt into my face.
I attempted to lick her pussy, but she repositioned herself so that her tight
little asshole was pressed against my lips. I had never licked a women’s ass
before, and didn’t really know what I should do. I licked it, sucked it,
even tried to bury my tongue deep inside it. Apparently I was doing
something right as I could hear her moaning softly and she began to slowly
grind her pussy against my chest.

I could feel her hot breath on my cock and balls as I hungrily licked her
asshole. Occasionally I would feel her mouth or tongue on my inner thighs
or balls. At first I thought she was trying to tease me, but I soon realized
that she was lapping up any pee that remained on my crotch! She was careful
to avoid my cock as I think she knew that the slightest stimulation would
make me cum.

After several delicious minutes of ass licking, she tilted her ass slightly,
pulling her asshole from my lips. Without warning she let go a large fart
right in my face! The smell was like nothing I had ever experienced. It was
so intense I felt dizzy and I almost came! She lowered her asshole back to
my lips and I resumed my tonguing with even greater passion. Several times
she tilted her hips to position her asshole directly in front of my nose
to pass gas. Each time I would inhale deeply before resuming my tongue
worship of her ass. After what seemed like hours, she pulled her ass from
my face and repositioned it about a foot away from my face. Reaching back
with both hands she pulled her big ass cheeks wide apart to expose her hot
hairy pussy and the dark brown asshole I had been sucking so feverishly.
Once again I saw her tilt her hips slightly, and I watched her little brown
asshole began to open slightly. Too my surprise, no gas rushed out. For
a moment I was confused, but then I realized what was happening. She was
going to shit on me! Although I had done things tonight that I never thought
I would do (and loved them), this was just to much! Her asshole continued to
widen and I could begin to see the end of a large turd just inside the
opening. She continued to push and I saw the turd slowly begin to emerge
from her asshole. All of a sudden, she relaxed and the turd quickly slipped
back inside out-of-site. She repeated this several times, each time exposing
a little more of the turd. As she did this I found myself beginning to feel
that crazy lust build back up inside of me until I was actually craning my
neck and sticking out my tongue in an attempt to reach her shit! After
several more teases, she finally pushed several inches of firm brown shit
out of her ass. It hung from her asshole for a moment and then dropped to my
chest. The smell was, well, you can imagine!

She continued to push, until 2 more large firm turds lay steaming on my
chest. She had shit so close to my face that I was actually able to touch
the last turd with my tongue as it fell from her asshole and landed on my
chest. When she was all done, she said “please clean me up” and once again
backed her big ass into my face. As I feverishly licked and sucked her dirty
asshole, she squirmed excitedly on my chest. I could feel her wet pussy
smearing her warm shit all over my neck and chest. I could tell that she
was very near orgasm from the twitching of her thigh muscles. Just as she
began to moan, she grabbed my cock roughly in her hand and began to stroke
it. With only a few strokes of her hand I was convulsing beneath her.
I had my face buried so deep between her ass cheeks I couldn’t even breath.
I literally went out of my mind! The intensity of my orgasm was like nothing
I had experienced before or since. I think she orgasmed too, but I was so
absorbed in the intensity of my own orgasm, that I couldn’t tell. She
continued to pump my cock until I finally relaxed and let my tongue slip
from her gaping asshole. We laid there in a smelly heap for several
minutes before she finally crawled off me. She had shit smeared on her
stomach and in her pubic hair as well as a big gob of my cum in her hair.
I must have been quite a sight too because she looked down at me, made a
face and said “yuk, what a mess!”. Grabbing some tissues from the head of
the bed she scooped up most of the shit laying on my neck and chest and
then rushed out of the room. She returned in a couple of minutes wearing
a bathrobe and carrying a pan of soapy water and a towel. Sitting beside me
on the bed, she gave me quick but efficient sponge bath. I made no attempts
at conversation as I still hadn’t regained my composure from the intensity
of my orgasm.

When my sponge bath was complete, she untied my hands and feet and handed
me my clothes. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she said “sorry to poop
and run, but I’ve got to hop in the shower. I’m already late for a dinner
date with friends. Could you be a dear and let yourself out?”. Still a bit
dazed I nodded in agreement, and she disappeared through the bedroom door.
After I got dressed, I heard the shower running in the bathroom, so as
requested, I let myself out. As I made the long walk back to the dorm, I
tried to sort out everything that had happened. I couldn’t believe all the
sick things I had done, yet I had loved every minute of it! This was
definitely the most exciting sexual experience I had ever had and I hadn’t
kissed her or even seen her breasts. Hell, I never even asked her her name!

When I got back to the dorm, I took a long hot shower, trying to get
rid of the smell, but no matter how much I scrubbed, it seemed to linger.
It was several days before I got over the shock of what I had done. I kept
thinking that you just don’t do those types of things and enjoy them.

The semester ended and I went home for the summer. My initial feelings of
shock and disgust gradually gave way to lust and the first day of my junior
year I went back to her apartment. Sweaty with anticipation I knocked on the
apartment door. Much to my dismay, I was met at the door by an oriental grad
student. He politely told me that he had moved in over the summer and had
never met the previous tenant.

For the last fifteen years now, I have been watching for her on the street,
in bars and shopping malls. But even if I never see her again, I will never
ever forget the afternoon I spent with my naughty nurse.

Fetish sallyhom ff part2

Monday, October 13th, 2008

she felt very turned-on. Sandra did not wait long before pushing
her face to Sally’s crotch. Then her tongue extended to brush
against the material of the panties. She began to lick steadily.
The panties started to pick up moisture from Sandra’s tongue.
Sally felt Sandra’s tongue working away and her pussy began to
dampen. It felt so good – the feel of the tongue through the light
cloth. And every couple of strokes, Sandra’s tongue would pass
above Sally’s clitoris and arouse her even more. It felt so good.
Sally allowed her hands to drop her skirt which then fell to
partially cover Sandra’s head . Sally then reached down to feel
Sandra’s thick golden-blonde hair – she loved running her hands
through it and holding it. Sandra was enjoying her task
considerable and was herself becoming aroused. The panties in
front of her were by now very wet and she could taste something
other than her own saliva when her aimed her licks lower – Sally’s
love juices were gradually adding their presence to the wetness
already there.

By this time Sally was in ecstasy – each lick of Sandra added to
her pleasure as Sandra now concentrated almost exclusively on her
clitoris. Sally stifled her desire to cry out in pleasure as she
let herself be carried away by the sensations – the panties
prevented the pressure on her clitoris becoming too intense and
the wetness of the material added to the eroticism. Sally realised
that she would soon reach her orgasm and wanting it badly, did
nothing to attempt to delay the inevitable. Sandra’s tongue was
ensuring that the climax would soon be reached, and as it finally
arrived, Sally tightened her grip on Sandra’s hair and thrust her
crotch at Sandra’s face.

– I’m coming…ahhhhhhh…

Sandra heard Sally’s moan and carried on with her licking making
sure to keep her tongue as near as possible to Sally’s clitoris
despite Sally’s involuntary thrusts of her pelvis as the waves of
pleasure swept over her. Sally lost herself in pleasure, her eyes
closed. As each wave rolled over her body, she enjoyed that
ultimate pleasure to which she knew no equal.

At last the waves died down and Sandra, attuned to what was
happening, allowed her licking to slow down and placed less
pressure at each stroke of her tongue. At last the orgasm was
over and as Sally opened her eyes, Sandra eased her licking until
she stopped completely. Sally once more held up her skirt to look
down to she the grinning and wet face of Sandra looking up at her.

– That was wonderful. Sally answered Sandra’s unspoken query.

In reply Sandra leaned forward once more to plant a single kiss
directly on Sally’s sodden panties.

– Yes, you seem to have wet your panties. Sandra mischievously
teased the older girl.

Suddenly a thought occurred to Sally – she was now aware of a
certain pressure which was making its presence known. At once she
knew how to deal with it.

– Well, perhaps they are not wet enough. Sally grinned at Sandra.
What do you think?

Sandra was slightly bemused by this question. Sally observed this.

– Watch. Sally’s eyes indicated that Sandra should look at Sally’s
panties. Sandra did so. There seemed to be nothing to see – just
the wet blue panties which clung to Sally’s pussy. If at all
possible they seemed to be even wetter than when Sandra had
finished licking.

– Have a taste. Sally ordered.

Sandra complied and once again moved her head nearer to allow her
tongue to lick at the most sodden part of Sally’s panties. At
once she knew that something was different – there was a somewhat
strange taste and the liquid was.warm! Sandra leant back and
looked up in amazement.

– You’re wetting yourself! Sandra exclaimed.

– Of course. Sally laughed at the shock on the face of Sandra.

Sandra looked back towards Sally’s panties and watched at the
wetness gradually increased until it could no longer be held by
the thin material and a small stream emerged from the lowest point
to dribble down onto Sandra’s bare knees which were left uncovered
by Sandra’s skirt. Sandra watched as the drops of the warm liquid
dropped onto her legs. Then the small stream dried until just a
couple of individual droplets joined the rest. Sandra looked up
once more to see Sally grinning broadly at her.

– What do you think? Sally asked, although she could see the
fascination quite plainly on Sandra’s face.

Sandra did not know what to say. In her confusion and with her
heart pounding inside her she leaned forward to allow her tongue
to taste Sally’s panties. The piss had totally saturated the
crotch of the panties and Sandra tasted its presence as she licked
a couple of times at the wet material. The slightly tangy taste
was not too bad she decided as she withdrew her tongue. She felt
very turned on indeed. Dimly she was aware of her own pussy – wet
from her love-juice. But now she concentrated on Sally’s piss
soaked panties. Sally watched as Sandra savoured the taste and
smiled in pleasure as she saw that Sandra intended to take another
taste. This time however instead of using her tongue to explore,
Sandra pressed her lips directly against Sally’s crotch and forced
some of the wet material just inside them. Then she sucked,
drawing the wetness straight into her mouth. By now she was almost
used to the flavour and actively enjoyed it. As that one small
patch lost its moisture, Sandra moved slightly lower seeking a
patch that still retained its full wetness. She then repeated her
sucking.

Sally overwhelmed by the sheer depravity of Sandra’s actions in
sucking the piss from her panties. It was unbelievably erotic!
Before she had carefully released only a small amount of piss.
Now, while Sandra’s face was pressed against her pudenda, Sally
relaxed her muscles to allow her piss to flow, not as a controlled
release, but as a strong and steady stream which immediately
filled her panties and burst against Sandra. Sandra suddenly
realised that Sally was pissing at that very moment – without a
moment’s thought she opened her mouth and pressed it open against
the panty material from which it was now pouring – again she
sucked. This time, however, instead of needed to draw pull the
liquid from the panty material, piss filled her mouth
automatically. When her mouth was full of the hot liquid Sandra
had to close her mouth and swallow the mouthful that she still
held. The rest of Sally’s piss continued to emerge, flowing over
Sandra’s face, around her chin and down the sides of her neck, then finding its way in streams under the collar of her shirt to
be soaked up by the cotton material. Another small flow escaped by
a different route and Sally felt it running down the inside of her
right leg.

As soon as Sandra had managed to swallow her first mouthful, she
opened her mouth to receive another. By now Sally had almost
finished and her rate of pissing was slowing down. Sandra realised
this and pressed harder against Sally, trying to collect as much
as she could. At last Sally finished pissing. Sandra then closed
her mouth and pulled her head to look up at Sally. Sally looked
down at Sandra and when she saw the wet condition of Sandra’s face
and the wet patches on the front her shirt, one of which covered a
breast on which the outline of a small hard nipple could be seen,
she was unable to resist moving one of her hands down to her wet
crotch in order to cup it – she was very, very excited. She
squeezed and felt the wetness there and began to masturbate,
rubbing her hand over her pussy and against her clitoris.

As she did this her eyes locked with Sandra’s. When Sandra saw
Sally watching, she opened her mouth with deliberate slowness to
reveal that there was still a pool of piss within. When Sally saw
this, her hand moved even faster as she rubbed herself, desperate
to come to orgasm for the second time. It was not long to wait in
her current state, especially when she saw Sandra close her mouth
to reveal a teasing smile. A few seconds later after a small
movement of Sandra’s throat, she reopened her mouth – this time it
was empty. Sally’s hand was moving frantically and now her climax
arrived. She carried on without slowing down as her whole body
shook in waves of pleasure, her eyes never leaving Sandra’s face
until it was finally over. In the meantime Sandra watched as her
companion again achieved orgasm, this time through her own
efforts. As she watched she was unable to resist putting one of
her own hands up her skirt to rub herself. Sally saw this as she
recovered and grinned.

Sandra then deliberately pulled back her blue skirt to reveal that
she was wearing no panties. Sally’s eyes fixed themselves on her
Sandra’s beautiful little pussy surmounted by a small, sparse
patch of blonde pussy hair. Sandra’s hand returned to its work –
she was now using a couple of fingers to rub in a circular motion
against her clitoris. Knowing that Sally was watching made her
want to demonstrate that she too could reach orgasm quickly and
efficiently on her own. She was also very, very randy. Her fingers
continued their motions rubbing just around her pleasure spot,
sending waves of pleasure through her body. It was not long before
these sensations turned into a climax of pure delight – she was
coming. Her fingers speeded up slightly and Sally watched intently
as Sandra suddenly stiffened giving a visible sign of what was
happening inside her. Her orgasm lasted a few seconds and as it
died away, Sandra slowed her fingers until they came to a
standstill and then looked directly at Sally with a satisfied grin
on her cheeky face.

Sally laughed and knelt down next to Sandra on the floor. She
leant forward to kiss her wet niece and their sets of lips came
together. Sally tasted her own piss on Sandra’s face and then
probed into Sandra’s mouth with her tongue. Her tongue encountered
Sandra’s and the two young girls looked into each other’s eyes as
their mouths locked in a passionate kiss.

Fetish peeping1 txt

Wednesday, October 8th, 2008

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Peeping – 1

I am a avid lawnworker, and late the other night I was outside and
had been eyeing my sexy neighbor, and I heard her car drive up,
so I stood in the yard between our houses in a dark spot and watched
to see if her window would soon light up, you see the house is rented
and the curtains don’t fit well, so I’ve got a good show if I time
it right…

Well the light came on, and I was right. It was Shannon (the girl)
and she came into the bedroom. There was about a 6 inch
gap in the curtain, so I had no problem seeing her. She had
several bags in her hands, and it appeared she had been shopping.
She threw all the bags on the bed and walked into the bathroom. I can
see it from the end of the window, so I went to the end of the window and
looked into her bathroom in just enough time to see her pulling her
pants and panties down to her knees as she sat on the toilet. She sat
there for a few minutes, she looked down at her pussy a couple of
times, and then got some paper and whipped. She stood up and pulled
her panties up but stepped out of her jeans. She walked back towards
me at the window, and leaned over the bed an grabbed one of the bags.
She had several bags of new clothes, and I figured out that she was
probably going to try them on again, now that she could take her time.
I was right.. she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it off, and she was
wearing a white lace bra. She has pretty large breasts and the bra was
really full. She undid her bra and threw it on her dresser. Her breasts
drooped, but the nipple still pointed up. The dark part of the nipple
is large, about the size of a half dollar. There she stood, sholder
length blonde hair, thin, larg er than normal breasts that both had a
hard nipple, and nothing but sheer white panties. She pulled a
dress out of a bag and pulled it on.. buttoned it up, it was ok.. but
I was really wanting her to take it back off.. she hung each new piece
of clothing in the closet after she tried it on, and then she opened a
smaller bag and took out a new bra and some panties. She folded the bra
and put all but one of the pairs of panties in her drawers. She then
did exactly as I had hoped.. first of all she went and stood and looked
at her almost naked self in the mirror. She cupped her breasts so she
could admire their weight. She rolled her nipples inbetween her thumb
and index finger, her nipples became harder and stuck out farther,
almost the length of the last joint on your little finger. She then
slid her right hand down into her panties, and just kinda
stroke/scratched. After a few minutes she slid her panties down just
enuff to see her pussy and then she scratched and stroked some more.
She didn’t seem to be trying to “get off” she was just enjoying the
feeling, and I was enjoying the show. After a few minutes, she bent all
the way over and slid her panties all the way down her legs. Her breasts
looked so good hanging straight down as she stepped out of her panties.
Now she stood in front of me TOTALLY NUDE. I had a throbing problem in
my pants, so I slipped my hand down the front of my shorts and inside my
briefs, and I stroked the head as I continued to watch. She turned a
little away from me and bent over and put the new panties on, but as she
was bent over, I could see her pussy lips from the back, I could see her
tush, her small hole, and her pussy lips covered with the light brown
hair, I almost creamed, and I unzipped my pants and thought what the
heck, pulled my cock out where I could really rub it and I continued
watching her. She pulled her panties up and stood admiring herself,
again stroking her nipples and then reaching down she stroked her
pussy on top of her panties.. she stroked harder on top of the sheer
white fabric.. then she pulled the material to the side and I again
could see her curls. She used her other hand and gently started
strokin her crack… then she pulled her panties down just as before,
just below her pussy and stroked a little harder… she looked at the
mirror and then down at her crotch and then back at the mirror.. the
windows were shut but I think she was probably moaning slightly…
her mouth hung open and she was not thinking about anyone or
anything… she couldn’t ignore that sensitive spot between her legs.
I continued rubbing my cock, but I had even had to stop a few times,
I was afraid I would cum too early.. she walked backwards till she
could sit on the bed and then she scooted back on the bed and put her
feet up on the bed too.. her legs were spread and her knees were
wide spread, and her panties were halfway down her thighs.
She couldn’t see the mirror now so she just looked at her crotch
as she started stroking harder and harder.. faster and faster..
every once in a while she would get some juice from her hole and
spread it up.. and then she would concentrate on her clit again..
it appeared to be very sensitive.. and I was too.. I noticed her
breathing starting to be like she had run a long time, almost
panting, and I saw some sweat starting to form across her slick
stomach.. I knew she was about to cum.. and I didn’t want to be
too late, so I stroked harder and I felt my cum start.. it felt
great.. I was grunting and jerking my hand up and down.. and
shooting a big load of white cum on the side of her house and a
little got on the window.. she continued for a few more minutes and
then she slammed her knees together and pushed her thighs together
and I could hardly see her pussy but her fingers were still stroking
up and down and the best I could tell she had started cumming..
she thrust her hips into the air, and after about 10 thrusts.. she
slowly came down.. she laid there about 2 or 3 minutes..
resting.. then she pulled on a night shirt, pulled her panties back up..
washed her hands and went down the hall to the living room.. her husband
wasn’t home, and I could see the tv come on…
it was WILD…. she looked great enjoying herself.. I will let
you know if I see anything else.. only here on RUSTY and EDIE’s.

Working ladyscan mf part3

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

this one finished. I drained my coffee cup and went back to the story.

The next segment had some nice background on the main characters, including

one *very* well-written love scene between our heroine and her former lover.

At the end of part 1, my pants were far too small, and my breakfast waste was

ready to be left in the nearest convenient sanitary receptacle. I checked on

the processes again; the test driver was now properly rebuilt, and my main job

was humming along merrily. Time for some relief.

I headed off for the rest rooms in my corner of the building, and felt a

small tug of my crazy urges again. Since there are more bathroom sets than

people in the whole complex at this time of night, I sometimes find myself the

only person in my section of the building. Once in a great while, I take advan-

tage of this to indulge a crazy childhood urge, and use the ladies’ room instead

of the gents’. No problem, I am always neat and clean, and only do it when

there is no danger of anyone getting surprised. No big deal, just one of those

private flauntings of the establishment that lets out a few more frustrations

during the crunches.

Tonight, I decided to do it again. Even if Debbie did get the urge during

her debugging, she’d use the can on her side of the floor. We had some deep

respect for one another, but nothing on a personal level that would soften a

surprise like this. No problem; it wouldn’t be the first time I’d done this

with a woman somewhere in the building.

I chose the middle stall, and noted again how the room smelled just a bit

different from the gents’. Not necessarily better, just different. I sat in

rapt contemplation of this non-fact, and took care of necessities. My mind

wandered back to the story, and I found myself slowly caressing my genitals as

I remembered the story. I stopped for a moment, as I’d never masturbated in

the ladies’. “What the heck,” I thought, “In for a penny …” I imagined how

the heroine’s original choice must have felt, finding an attractive girl all

over him so suddenly, and decided that, in his position, I’d probably be quite

flattered by it all. By this time, I was getting quite aroused, and lost my

will to think about the story, recalling instead the lovely non-sins of my own

college days, fondly remembering those all-night loving sessions with the two

ladies who had made me so glad to be alive, each in her own time.

Suddenly, I heard a slap on the door, and a muttering voice follow in some

pretty heavy footsteps. I thought fast, and decided that I’d better reduce the

impact of any further surprises. My hard-on was suddenly a limp-off, and I

cleared my throat.

“Oh, hi!” Debbie said, before I could compose a sentence. “Didn’t know

anyone else was here. Who be dat?” She swung into the stall to my right,

and took an extra flush for good measure.

“Uh, Dan. Yeah, me; from workstations.”

“Oh, really? A little lost, are we?”

“No, uh, honestly, I come in here sometimes when the building is empty, just

for kicks. Should I leave?”

…End of the part3. To be continued..

Working jenny txt part7

Monday, September 15th, 2008

erect, that my hands just ached to touch them. Instead I tore my eyes away

and walked around to the other side of the bed, where she smiled and pulled

the covers down for me. I sat down and almost got in before she said

“Aren’t you at least going to take your shoes off?”

I *had* forgotten that little detail. I still had my jacket on, even. I

stood up and pulled off my jacket and kicked off my shoes. For a moment I

wondered how far I should go, then decided to hell with it. I pulled my

shirt off over my head, then unbuckled my pants. She was watching me, of

course, and there seemed to be a hint of excitement in her eyes. I took my

pants off and saw her eyes lock on the bulge in my shorts. I was still

somewhat erect so the bulge was pronounced, to say the least. Slowly I

pulled them down and my penis, freed from imprisonment, leaned out from the

dark fluff of my pubic hair, almost at it’s maximum size though still

pointing downward. There was an audible intake of breath from her when she

saw it.

I sat down and removed my socks and crawled under the covers. In a husky

voice she said, “That was magnificent.” as she reached over to turn the

light out. Then she snuggled against me, laying her head on my arm.

Her body was warm, almost burning, and the feel of her bare skin next to

mine and the excitement of knowing there were absolutely no layers of

clothing between us soon had me excited again. My heart wouldn’t stop

pounding and my cock stood ramrod stiff and twitching. She moved her arm up

and placed her hand on my chest. “Anybody ever tell you how attractive you

are?”

Actually, nobody had, and I said as much and I placed my free hand on

her side and moved it from shoulder to hip in a long, slow caress, back and

forth. After a moment her breathing changed pitch and became quicker,

deeper.

Her hand caressed my chest in a similar manner and she nuzzled my neck

softly. This time there was none of the hurried frenzy of earlier. Things

were progressing smoothly and more naturally, without a word from either

one of us. I became a little more adventuresome with my explorations, and

moved my hand to cup one soft breast. I moved my hand under it, feeling

it’s weight, and my thumb found her nipple, finally bare and fully erect. I

rubbed my thumb across it and a short, breathy moan escaped her lips as she

arched her back.

Her hand moved down, raising to trail her fingers through my pubic hair

before resting lightly on my cock, sending little twinges and flashes of

pleasure through my pelvis. I raised my hips in response and she grabbed my

cock almost tight enough to hurt. Almost, but not quite. Instead it felt

wonderful.

I was now massaging her whole breast and her breath came in ragged moans

and she whole body writhed in slow, sinuous motion. I moved my face down

and extended my tongue, slowly circling it around her nipple. Then I took

it in my mouth, as much as I could, and sucked it in and out rapidly

between my teeth, and her writhing became more violent, almost pulling away

from me. My free hand, meanwhile, moved around to her back, traveling up

and down exploring freely from her neck to her ass, which I grabbed hard

when I reached it.

Her mouth covered mine and our tongues intertwined frantically. Her arms

…End of the part7. To be continued..

Working jenny txt part6

Sunday, September 14th, 2008

buried in my chest, crying softly.

The dry humping had stimulated me almost to orgasm, but my erection

quickly faded. Unsure of what else to do, I held her and caressed her hair

and rocked her back and forth softly while making what I hoped were

soothing noises.

For a long time we lay like that, until she sniffled and raised her

head. Her eyes were red-rimmed and very vulnerable. “God, I feel so

stupid…” she said in a very quiet voice.

“Shhh.” I said, “It’s okay. You’re not stupid. Things just went a little

too fast, didn’t they?”

She nodded, looking away. “I guess so. I’ve never been like this in my

entire life. I talk a lot, but I’m not really like that. Tonight I just…

I don’t know…” she started sniffling and buried her face in my chest

again.

“There, there,” I said softly “being lonely and hurting doesn’t make you

a bad person at all. It makes you human, which is no more or less than the

rest of us. You’re a free adult and I don’t feel you did anything wrong.”

I don’t think she was convinced but she didn’t respond or argue. We lay

together silently until I wondered if she dropped off to sleep. Finally she

raised her head. “These long hours don’t help any, either. I think I’ll go

to bed.”

She got off me and stood unsteadily. Her nightshirt stuck to her body in

several interesting places but I found my interest surprisingly muted by my

concern for this girl. I thought I was going to be making this couch my bed

for the night but she held a hand down to me. “Come on.”

I got up painfully, and stretched as the circulation returned to my

muscles. How long had I been laying there, anyway? I was afraid to find

out. Holding my hand, she pulled me towards the bedroom. “I know it’s kind

of forward, in light of how this evening is going, but I’d really like some

nice company tonight, even just to sleep with. You don’t mind, do you?”

I really didn’t, and I said so. She kissed me on the cheek. “I’ve always

liked you.”

The bedroom was about as orderly as the rest of the apartment, but still

seemed feminine, without being really obvious about it. She had a full size

bed, with the blankets thrown over it in a hurried attempt at neatness. She

had probably done it before leaving for work this morning. Yesterday

morning, actually.

She pulled the covers down and sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh,

springs groaning beneath her. “God, I’m so tired.” She gripped the lower

hem of her nightshirt, apparently to pull it off, and then looked up at me,

concerned. “You don’t mind, do you? I don’t usually sleep with anything

on.”

My mouth had suddenly gone dry again as my heart leaped. I shook my

head, trying not to appear too anxious, “No, that’s… okay.”

She pulled the shirt up, up, revealing inch after agonizing inch more

of bare skin, until she pulled it off over her head and dropped it on the

floor beside her. She stretched her arms, gloriously, wonderfully nude, and

sighed “Ah… that feels so much better.” She swung her legs up onto the

bed and covered herself up to her waist. Her breasts were so large and

inviting, the aureoles a bright rosy read, the nipples still partially

…End of the part6. To be continued..

Working jenny txt part2

Wednesday, September 10th, 2008

I wasn’t really aware of it at the time. “Sex is an artform. I think so,

anyway. I used to have a girlfriend who told me I was the only guy who was

capable of making her come almost every time. The only reason for that was

because I the only guy who really tried.”

I was massaging her shoulders while I said this. I looked down and saw that

she was breathing deeply and heavily, her eyes closed. My heart rate jumped

back up when I realized what was happening. I felt my prick swelling up inside

my jeans like a balloon. Slowly I moved my hands out along her shoulders while

I continued to talk in a husky voice. “You see, my favorite part of making love

is to explore the woman’s body.” My hands moved up and down her arms. Her

breathing grew more labored and she tilted her head up a bit, eyes still

closed. I leaned down and whispered close to her ear, “Every inch, from head to

toe. I like to touch, and be touched. I like to lick and nibble until until she

can’t take any more. And then…” I ran my hands up her sides and slowly,

gently slipped them around under her breasts. He breathing turned to gasps,

then moans. She arched her back as I fondled her. Even through her bra and

heavy shirt her nipples stood out like little buttons. I flicked my index

fingers across them gently and each time I did she jumped a little.

By now I was hard as a rock and her hand found its way to my crotch, rubbing

its length almost desperately. She seemed almost out of control, her breath

coming in little cries. She turned around suddenly and buried my mouth against

hers. The kiss lasted forever, it seemed, as our tongues intertwined like two

sensuous snakes.

Then the shift bell rang. Lunch was over.

We both pulled back, confused and more than a little embarassed. Neither one

of us said much as we straightened out our clothing and got ready to go back to

work.

On the way out the door though, our hands brushed briefly and a spark seemed

to jump between them. I looked up at her and saw a barely controlled fire

raging in her eyes. I knew right then that it was not nearly over yet…

The rest of the night passed quietly. I kept looking at Jenny across the

otherwise unoccupied shop but not once did I catch her looking back at me. I

didn’t have opportunity to talk to her at all, so I could do nothing but

wonder. Most likely she was trying to forget it ever happened. I was hardly a

woman’s dream come true, as past experiences had told me. Probably just as

well.

But just try telling that to the ache in my heart. Or the one between my

legs.

Finally the end-of-shift bell rang. A couple of scraggly, sorry-looking

graveyard people had drifted in to take over our machines and we could take

off. I saw Jenny head over to the phone and dial a number.

“What’s up?” I asked her.

“Calling Dianne to come pick me up. She’s got my car tonight.”

Dianne was Jenny’s roomie. I had met her briefly before, and Jenny had once

mentioned that she worked an early day shift. Even if she didn’t have to get up

early tomorrow she surely wouldn’t enjoy dragging ass out of bed at 2AM to come

down here and get Jenny. Before Jenny dialed the last digit I volunteered,

…End of the part2. To be continued..

Working jenny txt

Tuesday, September 9th, 2008

Archive-author:

Archive-title: Jenny

I had always liked Jenny, though I didn’t know her well personally. We

worked together on the night shift. Us night-timers have a slightly different

perspective on the world that most other people on ‘normal’ shifts. We’re often

driving on streets devoid of life at 3AM, and spend a lot of time at home

because nothing’s open. And then we sleep through the morning, when everybody

else is alive and awake. It’s a very lonely life most of the time.

Jenny suffered from this as much as I. She had come to town almost a year

ago, and because of her hours, she hadn’t had so much as one date in all that

time. Often she would grumble about the lack of a social/sex life. There were

plenty of guys on the night shift, but for some reason she didn’t seem

interested. More than a few of them were interested, though. She stood about 5

foot seven and was rather busty. She was a bit overweight, but not seriously

and I found it quite a turn-on. It made her seem more real, somehow. More than

once I had half-jokingly offered my services, only to be turned down with an

appreciative smile. I could never seem to work up the nerve to come out and ask

her for a date. Mostly it was because I was certain she’d turn me down and

rejection was something I didn’t really care for.

I don’t know what got into me one night. It was a Saturday and we both had

gotten roped into putting in a ‘little overtime’. If you consider 10 hours

‘little’. Anyway, it was about 9PM and we both sat down to lunch. Since there

was no one else there we actually talked to each other. Somehow the

conversation got around to dates, and I asked her just what it was she looked

for in a guy.

“Well,” she said musingly, “looks aren’t all that important, I guess. A good

personality is more important.” She was silent for a moment, thinking. “Right

now what I would like to find most is somebody who’s good in bed. After a year

of nothing I’m getting kind of, well, itchy.”

My heart gave a jump at that and my temperature rose ten degrees. I got up

to get a cup of coffee from the machine behind her. As I did, I said, “How do

you expect to find somebody like that? Advertise?”

She chuckled. “I can see it now: Lonely woman seeks good fucker. Low pay but

great fringe benefits.”

“Those benefits look pretty good to me.” I said, still standing behind her

and sipping my coffee. My heart had calmed, but I was still tense.

Anticipatory, perhaps. “But seriously, that’s what you’re looking for? Not just

any old guy who can get it up?”

“Uh uh.” She said softly, almost dreamily. “It would be tempting, but hell,

if the guy doesn’t know what he’s doing, it just isn’t really worthwhile. Not

for me, anyway. For him it’s probably great.”

The it was my turn to laugh. “Yeah, I guess so. Some guys are like that.

They just want to, um, get off and go to sleep. But there are some who are

different, ya know.”

“Oh, really?” she said, still seemingly in a trance.

“Sure.” I said. I put the cup down. “For some of us half the fun is in

making the other person feel good.” I placed my hands on her shoulders, though

…End of the part1. To be continued..

Fetish herwind txt part3

Sunday, September 7th, 2008

it started to open and fall away. I closed my eyes and imagined
that it was my wonderful neighbor’s hands that were moving under
my robe. I could feel myself becoming excited and slowly moved
one hand from my breast down to my stomach. As I stroked myself
I could feel a familar wetness start again between my legs.

I was determined to put on a good show for my man next door.
I moved a hand between my lips and let it play over my pubic
hair. I opened my legs slightly but kept my pussy blocked from
his view with my hand. I was sure he could tell I was fingering
myself. I slid a finger inside and felt the juicing starting to
flow. Slowly I pulled it out and brought it to my lips. My
tongue played over it and I sucked my finger into my mouth. I
could taste my wetness and it made me even more excited.

I continued fingering my pussy and stroking my tits for
several minutes. I was getting very excited just thinking about
the man who was watching in the dark next door. A small orgasm
shot through me as I imagined his fingers penetrating the lips of
my pussy. I pulled my legs up on the bed and lay back against
the headboard of the bed.

My robe had now fallen completely off of my shoulders and
was crumpled underneath me. I slowly pulled the baby doll off
and was now laying completely naked. I moved over on my side so
that was in the same position that I had watched my neighbor in.
I was on my side, with my ass open to the window for him to see.
I reached over to the table beside my bed and reached into the
drawer to pull out a vibrator that I kept there. I kept the
vibrator out of my neighbors sight. With my back still towards
the window, I played the vibrator over my nipples and breasts.
The vibrations caused little ripples of pleasure to flow through
me and made my nipples even harder.

I moved the vibrator down between my legs and let it slide
over my clit. I jumped in shock as the tip touched me, I was
getting very turned again and my pussy lips were opening as the
pleasure started to build.

I was ready to include my neighbor in the next part of my
act so I moved over to my back and slid across the bed till I was
closer to the window. I brought the vibrator up so that it was
in full view, then brought the tip down to rest right on my clit.

I massaged my pussy with the vibrator for several minutes without
actually penetrating it. I dangled a leg off the side of the bed
for a more tantalizing view and continued to pleasure myself with
the vibrator. My breast were heaving as another orgasm was
building within me but I was determined to finish the drama I had
started.

I pulled the vibrator from my clit and slid my legs off the
bed until I was sitting directly in front of the window in
complete view of my neighbor. Then I reached over to the table
and pulled out a tube of KY jelly. Making a big show of it, I
covered the vibrator completely with the KY, then I rubbed what
was left on my fingers into the lips of my pussy. My legs were
spreading wider and I was completely exposed.

I slowly lay back on the bed and opened my legs even wider.
My pussy was wet and open now and I placed the vibrator right at
the entrance to my cunt. My breathing was becoming labored and I
was dying to cum but I slowly pushed the vibrator until it forced
open my pussy. The vibrator was sending waves of pleasure
through my but I kept it from penetrating me. Then inch by inch,

I pushed it in till it filled me completely, stretching the lips
of my cunt and making me tremble in pleasure. I pulled it all
the way out until just the tip remained inside me and then I
shoved it all the way inside in one hard thrust. I started to
fuck my pussy wildly with the vibrator, moving my hips in rhythm
with each stroke. I was thrashing about the bed now violently
as my orgasm was buildng to a tremendous level. The combination
of the vibrator, and the thought of the man next door with a
perfect view of my wickedly spread legs brought me to a
wonderful, totally earthshaking orgasm. I arched my back toward
the window, just as my neighbor had done earlier, as my body
shook in pleasure.

After it was over I fell back on the bed, with my legs still
spread toward the window. The vibrator was still embedded deep
inside my pussy and juice was dripping onto the bed. I had never
felt to totally nasty and wicked. I felt like I could hardly
move and it took a concentrated effort to rise up on my elbows
and reach over to turn out the light.
After I clicked the light off I fell back on my side and
looked toward the dark window next door. Several seconds passed
in silence as I recovered and watched the window. I was sure
that he had been watching but I couldn’t tell in the darkness.

Just as I was about to lay back and go to sleep a light
flared. My neighbor had struck a match to light a cigarette he
had been there after all. In the light of the match I could see
him clearly, sitting in a chair in front of the window. As he
held the match out to blow it out, the light extended down his
body and I could make out his cock, still semi-hard, and still
covered with come. It was glistening in the light just as my wet
pussy had glistened before. He brought the match up to his lips
and blew it out. The room dropped back into darkness and I could
see no more movement.

I could feel the vibrator start to fall from my pussy. It
slowly slid out, still sticky from the KY and from my pussy
juices. I didn’t have the strength to put it away. I just lay
my head back on my pillow and fell asleep dreaming about my new
neighbor, and all the fun we were going have.

Working doctors txt

Thursday, September 4th, 2008

Archive-author: Honey Sweet

Archive-title: Doctor Visit

I love going to the doctor. Not many women do, mind you, but mine is

special. Every time I go in for an examination, I come out from a treatment!

It starts out like any other office visit, but then when we get into the

examination room, its a whole other world. As he sits down at the table, he

tells me to go behind the screen and undress. I put on the paper gown and come

out from behind the screen and sit on the table. As he gets up to begin the

exam, I notice an ever increasing bulge in his pants.

He comes over to me, removes the paper gown and starts to suck my tits.

First he lightly licks the nipples, then he takes them in his mouth and starts

to suck them. As he sucks my tits I reach over and undo his pants. I reach in

and take hold of his now rock hard cock. As I begin to rub his cock, he

reaches down and starts to run a finger up and down my slit.

Naturally at this point I’m dripping wet and can’t stand it any more. I

get down off the table and I start to suck on his cock. First I lightly flick

my tongue around the tip. Then I start to move down the underside very slowly.

This drives him absolutely wild! As I get down to his balls, I start to suck

on them while I rub his hard cock. Just as he is about to explode, he grabs

me, throws me on the table, opens my legs wide to expose my wet steamy cunt,

and rams into me. Right about now I’m starting to quiver and shake and he

begins to match my rythym.

He starts to pump faster and harder while at the same time I reach around

and grab his balls. I grab both his balls and squeeze as hard as I can. Just

as I squeeze for the third time, he gives one final hard jam and cums. Mind

you, we both cum good and hard, but we can’t make any noise because of the

other patients.

But let me tell you…I sure as hell love going to the doctor!

part13

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

been caught glancing at other girls in a shower room and they both had crushes on

a roommate or two.

“Tell me about your roommate? What is she like?” asked Lydia.

“She is this cute little redhead. I just loved redheads!” Charlotte exclaimed and

Lydia blushed as she played with a red curly lock of hair.

“Redheads, eh?” Lydia laughed.

“You have beautiful red hair,” Charlotte said getting bolder.

“Thank you. I often think of coloring it though. It gets a lot of attention.”

“NO! Don’t ever do that.”

“I won’t…it’s just a thought I have every once in awhile.”

“Do you brush it often? Your hair is so shiny and perfect!” exclaimed Charlotte.

“You sound like a shampoo commercial!” laughed Lydia.

“Haha, I am sorry. Would you let me comb it for you?” asked Charlotte, as her

eyes gleamed with sexual desire.

“Sure. There is a comb in my bedroom. Come on, I’ll show you.”

“You’re apartment is so gorgeous. Here sit on the bed and I’ll comb your hair. I

was going to be a hairdresser you know, but I decided on getting a degree here. I

had a scholarship, so its not like I could turn it down,” blurted Charlotte, as

she gently brushed Lydia’s hair.

Lydia felt a hand massaging her back as Charlotte ceased brushing her hair. Lydia

didn’t resist because it felt good to be touched. Charlotte’s hands kneaded her

neck in tiny circles and she said, “Boy, you’re really tense!”

“That feels really good. Don’t stop,” said Lydia, knowing full well it wouldn’t

end with just a massage. She didn’t really care. The girl’s hands were like heat

seeking missiles, finding the tense spots immediately.

“Lie on your stomach,” breathed Charlotte.

Lydia lay on her stomach as Charlotte unzipped Lydia’s dress releasing the

tension of the tight dress and also allowing herself to explore more of Lydia’s

soft flesh.

“There that’s better isn’t it?” asked Charlotte.

“Mmm, yes.”

…End of the part13. To be continued..

part9

Thursday, July 17th, 2008

“Show the young man in,” came the stern command.

Anna turned and walked to the door. As she opened the door she noticed that

everyone was staring at her. The tears continued to drip from her pretty emerald

eyes. As she walked to the reception area she noticed the stunned look of Mr.

Bougehard Wright III. He quickly turned and retreated to his office. He did not

want to witness the submission of his pretty assistant.

When she walked into the reception area her eyes quickly focused on an angry

black man in his early twenties. He had a hard arrogant look on his young face

and a smirk on his lips. As she looked at the young black man she recalled what

her mother had always told her as she was growing up. “The reason they are black

is so that we can easily identify them. Never get close to them as they will

spray their poison deep into you and ruin you for a good man….” The words ran

through her mind as she motioned for the black man to follow her. As she led him

back to Jerome Bettis’ office she could feel his dark eyes on her tight swaying

ass cheeks. She held the door open as he entered and then followed him.

The young black man dropped into the expensive chair and returned the smile of

the black attorney. “You shore have a sweet little bitch here brother….. Have

you buried your black cock into her sweet honey pie yet,” he boastfully

questioned.

Jerome smiled but did not answer his question. Instead he politely asked, “Is

there anything Mrs. Belvoir can get for you before we start ?”

“Well Bro I be thinking that a glass full of sipping whiskey would shore hit the

spot,” his white teeth shining in the early morning light.

Turning to Anna, Jerome brusquely ordered, “Go get Bougehard’s best Kentucky

Whiskey for my new client. And bring THREE glasses.”

Anna started to protest but decided against comment. Nine o’clock in the morning

and these two black men wanted to start drinking hard liquor? Her mind could not

fathom the rationale but excused herself and left to retrieve the requested

items.

When she entered Mr. Bougehard Wright’s office she made the simple request. She

heard him murmur something under his breath but felt it best she not follow up

the comment. Without speaking she quickly turned and exited the senior partner’s

office.

Upon re-entering Jerome’s office she found the two black men laughing. Their

eyes quickly refocussed on her tight lean body as she put the three glasses and

whiskey decanter on Jerome’s desk.

“Pour three glasses to the top and take one…” Jerome ordered.

Anna started to say, “I don’t……” but caught herself. Her upper thighs still

…End of the part9. To be continued..