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Kelly (Chapter 10, part 1)
Todd woke up to the feeling of a warm mouth gently sucking on his very erect cock. He had been dreaming, or so he thought, a very erotic dream filled with vivid sensual imagery of a sexual night spent with Kelly.
As his eyes slowly took in the sight of Kelly's head bobbing up and down on his shaft, he realized it had not been a dream. It had finally happened. He and Kelly had totally consummated their relationship.
"Good morning, beautiful," he said.
Kelly stopped only long enough to shush him saying she was busy and returned to Todd's now throbbing dick. Throbbing because he was aware this wasn't a dream and her attentions to his shaft were bringing him precariously close to the edge.
Kelly could feel his glans swelling in her mouth and started to slow the pace down to make his climax last and to make it special for him. She had wanted to have him cum while still asleep but was just as pleased to feel him respond so vigorously to her ministrations knowing it was her sucking on his cock.
Gentle squeezing on his balls was enough to bring Todd over the edge and with bucking hips he shot his load into her eagerly waiting mouth. As he softened after the intense climax, Kelly continued to bathe his deflating cock, washing off with her tongue the remnants of last night's coupling. Todd moaned sporadically.
Finally, with a deep satisfied sigh, Kelly swung her legs off the bed and stood up.
"I think we better have a shower before we make an appearance, don't you?" she asked. |
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Posted: 1:16 PM, Sunday, May 4 in Lesbian |
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Cream
| Cream turns me on. |
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| Luscious, smooth, thick, thick cream. Dollops of it. Bowlfuls of it, oozing, running, flowing. A lusty indulgence, a sinful luxury in a non-fat, low-carb, asparatame-flavored world, a plethora of tasty sensuality poured out and consumed hungrily. |
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Even the word cream is lustrous. |
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It lives quietly in the mouth, a breathy utterance that ends in a smile. It evokes the texture and taste and the gentle, velvety richness. | |
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| You know how much I love cream, how I want to be creamed up, over and on. You indulge me in this. You love it too. |
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| You seduced me with poetry on cream-textured paper, enticed me with your cream-coloured tie. At dinner you fed me chocolate pudding, but it was just an excuse to pour thick, yellowish, Jersey cream all over the dark, sticky sweetness. I licked the spoon and laughed. |
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Posted: 10:26 PM, Friday, April 25 in Romantic |
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Blackmail
| I'm a lesbian and have never tried to hide it. I mean, I don't go out knocking doors in the neighborhood proclaiming that I'm a lesbian, but if somebody were to ask me if I was, I would say yes. |
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| Now my partner Valerie is different. She works at a school and if it ever got out that she liked women, her career would be over, at least that's what she thinks. |
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| So when I got home from work, and started to ask how her day was I could see that she was visibly shaken, so I asked, "what's the matter baby?". It was then that she handed me the envelope, and as she did the pictures fell out on the floor. |
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| "Oh my God it's us" I screamed. It was pictures of us making love in the living room. I was trying to rack my brain how somebody could've taken our pictures because we live on the 10th floor of a high rise apartment. The closest building was quite a ways way. Then I read the note. It said unless we paid them they would report my partner to the school and she would lose her job. We were to expect them that night. |
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| As we both went to the balcony and tried to figure out how they could have taken pictures, we heard the buzzer to the intercom indicating that it had to be the dirty bastard who took the pictures and I was furious. |
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| As Val went to answer the buzzer I went to do a couple of things to prepare for our visitor. |
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Posted: 2:02 PM, Friday, April 18 in Lesbian |
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Sex Swing
| Katie knew that Pete had bought her something big for her birthday but she hadn't expected… this. |
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| "There, baby, what do you think?" he'd said, smiling slyly. "More interesting than flowers, wouldn't you say?" |
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| She'd opened her eyes to discover he'd installed a sex swing in the corner of their back room. |
| The black harness was fixed firmly to the ceiling by a hook and hung on a spring above a mattress. The back support and stirrups were made of a soft, inviting fabric. |
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| After the initial shock, Katie began to think of the possibilities. Her pussy clenched in response. She'd always liked the idea of a sex swing. They seemed like the ultimate decadence, something owned by people who threw orgies and fucked each other three times a day. People who were passionate enough about sex to install major equipment and put holes in their ceiling. | |
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| And she liked the idea of getting away from the bedroom too. Their back room was private and rarely used. Now it looked like some kind of nascent dungeon, an adult play area, in theory at least. |
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| She liked the idea that they might fuck each other here, in broad daylight, like porn stars or urgent, illicit lovers, giving themselves over to simple lust without any other consideration. |
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Posted: 6:52 PM, Saturday, April 12 in Raw Sex |
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Puppy's Tale
| "Why are you following me?" |
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| My voice caught; I was much too nervous to answer. I wanted, needed to ask her out, but I felt too shy. I first saw her standing on the bus. Couldn't miss her actually. I was seated and, the bus being crowded, she had to stand. She stood with her back to me, her backside level with my head. I spent over half an hour sitting there looking at her ass, with it's thin, shiny short-shorts caressing it, with her creamy thighs coming almost together where they met the clingy blue fabric. |
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| I was attracted by the sight of her glorious ass, but I was captured by its feel. Once, someone pushed passed her getting on the bus - or off, it was too crowded to tell - and she was pressed back against me, my face buried for over a second in her soft, cushiony ass. Then again, when the harried bus driver took a turn too fast, momentum threw most of us passengers to one side of the bus. Again, my face was pressed deeply into that round, bouncy ass, covered in those silky blue shorts. |
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| I was embarrassed what happened - having my face in this woman's ass not once but twice - but more by my reaction. The sexual excitement that just looking at her gave me was increased exponentially each time it happened. By the time her stop finally came, I thought I was in love with that woman with her ample round ass. When she got off the bus, I followed her like a lovesick puppy dog. |
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| Now I was looking the object of my ardent desire in the eyes, her sea-blue eyes seeing into my soul. I wanted to ask her out, to dinner or a movie or something. But transfixed by her lovely face, held captive in her piercing gaze, I ... I told her everything. How turned on I was just sitting behind her looking at her ass. How each time she put her ass in my face I felt rapturous delight. |
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| "Ok, dear one." She smiled affectionately. "You may follow me home, and I'll see how obedient a puppy you will be." |
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| My heart leapt for joy and I gushed how wonderful and kind she was, and how happy she had made me. She made her purchase and I followed her out the store and down the street. I thought she swayed her hips a little more than when she was going to the store, and the thought that she might have done such a thing to turn me on more made me even more grateful to her. I wasn't aware of where we were walking or anything except her round ass in those short shorts. |
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| She ascended a set of stairs leading into a building and, obedient puppy that I was becoming, I followed her eagerly. Inside she climbed more stairs up to her apartment. She stopped walking occasionally and, unprepared for her sudden stops, I kept going each time, my face bouncing against her silky ass cheek and once buried in her shorts, between her buns. Each time I was embarrassed and apologetic, but each time, she just giggled and kept walking. |
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| I stood behind her as she unlocked her door. She went inside, but turned and held out her hand to block me from following. "Now, puppy," She commanded me. "I want you to take off all your clothes. Only when he is naked will I allow my puppy into my apartment." |
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Posted: 8:07 PM, Monday, April 7 in Femdom |
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The Maid Will See To Your Every Need
| My husband and I checked into the resort's hotel and went to our room to rest up before the night of drinking, dancing and partying we knew awaited us. My husband, Dirk, used the old-fashioned skeleton key and let us into the ornately decorated suite. The resort was advertised as a sexy getaway for couples, and our room featured a huge canopy bed with red satin sheets, luxurious rugs, a fireplace and bowls of cherries and strawberries. Dirk set our suitcases next to a pair of deep-cushioned armchairs and surveyed our suite. |
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| "Nice job finding this place, baby." I grinned at him. Dirk is tall and dark-haired, with pale skin and deep grey-green eyes. He's an avid runner so his build is slim and taut. I couldn't stop myself from crossing the room to kiss him deeply, slipping my tongue in his mouth and squeezing his ass playfully. He smoothed back my long blonde hair and squeezed my boobs in retaliation. Clearly, we weren't going to be doing much 'resting up' for a while. |
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| Dirk pushed me backward toward the bed as he undid the buttons on my crisp blue and white striped shirt. I sat obediently and spread my legs, feeling his hands sliding up my pants toward the buttons. Soon, my shirt was off, my pants were undone and my sexy husband was fingering me while I rubbed the growing bulge of his cock through his jeans. I thrust my hips toward him and breathed deeply. First one finger, then two dove rubbed gently against my clit, finding the magic spots that made me shiver with ecstasy. Dirk used one hand to skillfully undo my bra. He leaned forward to suck my nipples as his fingers slid just inside my pussy, making gentle circles and flicking slightly at my g-spot with each rotation. |
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| I unzipped his jeans, snaking my hand inside his boxers and taking a firm grip on his humongous cock. I teased the throbbing tip gently. He liked it when I used my thumb and forefinger to trace and squeeze the head. I felt Dirk's body stiffen and his breathen deepen with pleasure. |
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| I got impatient and wriggled away from Dirk, taking off my pants and thong and wriggling backward on the bed in just my lacy red bra. Dirk slipped out of his jacket and I leaned forward to help him with his shirt, pausing to run my hands up his flat abs to the broad, tight expanse of his chest. |
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| Dirk, totally naked, knelt in front of me on the bed. He rubbed his hand along his rock-hard shaft. His cock glistened and I could almost see it getting harder by the second. He paused over me, stroking himself. I looked into his eyes and spread my legs as wide as I could, tracing one finger from my big, firm breasts on down to the wet folds of my pussy. |
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| Suddenly the bathroom door opened and a woman in a French maid costume walked out. She held a featherduster and was apparently had just finished straightening up the bathroom. Dirk turned around, shocked, still holding his dick. The maid's skirt barely went up to her ass, and her gigantic boobs threatened to pop out of her uniform. The maid looked surprised to see us. |
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| "Oh my goodness, I do apologize. I had no idea you'd already arrived." Her voice was low, with just a trace of Southern drawl. |
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| I hadn't changed my position; in fact, the appearance of the sexy little maid had actually made me even hornier. "Don't worry about it. This is my husband, Dirk. I'm Claudia." |
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| "Nice to meet you both. I'm Lana. You must be the McDuffs." |
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| "That's right," I said. My husband nodded, still in shock, although I noticed his cock was still completely hard and, as the maid continued to stand there talking to me like nothing odd was going on, Dirk slowly began rubbing himself again. |
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| "Lana, I hope you don't mind that we're-- well--" |
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| "Not at all." Lana took a few steps toward us, playing with her featherduster. "As you might know, our hotel has a reputation for sensual getaways. I often get to join in the fun." |
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Posted: 9:04 PM, Thursday, March 27 in Raw Sex |
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