After the exciting kiss and makeup you introduced me to, how can I ever be mad at you for long? Even for me, it was stupid to be mad at something so stupid. And the sweetness and love you showed me warms my heart even more. So later that night after we dine on steak, I grilled you, and wine I bought especially for tonight, I’m gonna keep you close, deep in your eyes, in your soul. Given the sweetness that lies there, I hold you close to me, my hands on your ass they squeeze firmly, with passion. I pressed my lips against yours, my tongue searched for your tongue, reached for your soul. As our mouths melt down… I had my hands loosen your pants and pushed them to the floor. Carol, your skin is so soft, so warm. I can feel your heat rising from your panties. My fingers track your moist cut through your panties, push them gently, reddishly, with love. You groan in my mouth and start moving your hips in time with my finger. Baby, you’re so sexy… You move your hands from my ass to the front of my jeans and you feel the passion I have for you. So swollen and hard for your touch, help me by letting go of my hard cock and dropping my jeans and underwear on the floor. I’m stone hard and in your hand as you stroke me back and forth, at the same time I rub my fingers up and down your slit on the outside of your panties. If I want to feel you… I move the leg of your panties aside and drink my finger into your hot wetness… Honey, so wet and hot. I walk with my finger back and forth in your damp valley of femininity, feeling you move. It gives me so much pleasure to see you excited about my actions, and I think I’m getting harder in your hand. We caress each other with such passion that feels the heat burning with an inexhaustible flame. Soon our lips will split and we’ll look each other in the eye again. Our thoughts do not need words, we know what the other wishes are. I reluctantly move my fingers out of your hot cave and I place them on my lips, licking the sweet cream collected there. You move my hard rod and place it at the entrance to your pussy. You rub the tip up and down your height, imitating the action my fingers did on you. Our eyes are on each other and our breathing is irregular because the feeling is so intense.

Last Friday night I was with my good friend. Larry, go home and have a few beers and watch a movie. His wife Lynn was out with some of her friends from work. Around eleven we had just finished the film and switched to a poker program at ESPN.

Lynn walked a few minutes later and it was clear she wasn’t feeling any pain. It’s obvious her night out drinking with the girls took her toll. Larry, Lynn and I are old and dear friends, so we talked for a while about what happened in our lives.

My company had put me at the Wentworth Hotel for my course, very nice of them I thought. My course was just around the corner, twenty of us were introduced to a new computer program that was supposed to be the best in the world at that time. The majority of my colleagues were just not my type’s life seemed to revolve around their job, I enjoyed my work, but I had other interests. At the end of the first week I missed Peter my husband, I also missed sex that was very sexy, something I couldn’t do without. Saturday I did some shopping and did sightseeing, one thing I didn’t want to do was hang out with the rest of the crew of the course. That night I put on a new dress that I bought that day, black, cut low, short, and it clung to me like another skin. I have no problem with stockings my brown looked good enough on his own, just some nice high heels court shoes to finish the look. I ate at the hotel restaurant before I moved to the cocktail bar, it must have been popular if it was quite busy. I sat at the bar and ordered myself a Daiquiri, looking around the room I noticed one or two attractive boys who were very attractive to me. There were also one or two other women, clearly well dressed with their husband or boyfriend, I turned out to be the only one on their own. I’m thinking of drinking my drink and leaving when the bartender put another Daiquiri in front of me.

About six years ago I went on a trip to a resort sponsored by my employer. I had heard countless stories about people, married people and others, and found sexual adventures there.

The resort was on a California beach and was very picturesque. In the living room lived 3 sex workers. Our trip lasted 3 days and 2 nights. While I was flirting with a woman I thought might be interested in. Our group consisted of women with different racial and ethnic backgrounds. Being single made me feel I had nothing to lose.

It was our last hooray for the summer vacation of my second year of school. My student club sisters and I were clubbing and were pretty close to getting drunk when Becky suggested hitting a Canadian strip club Monty’s. A little drunk we all agreed to cross the Canada border from Rouses Point, New York. Upon arrival we found chairs at the front of the stage. A big tits blonde shook her stuff for everything they were worth and the more tip money we did the more she danced for us. On the wall was a sign:

One of my best friends mothers is about 42 or 43 years old and is absolutely beautiful. She is about 5'7" with long, smooth legs, and perfect breasts that are not too big not too small. They look natural, so they look perfect. She’s the typical blonde soccer mom everyone wants to fuck around. She is a gardener and takes extra care of her bushes for her house and her gardens in the backyard.

My husband has always been kinky in the bedroom and wants to try new things. We lived in Germany when he was in the army and had seen many different kinds of sex films. One night in the bedroom after watching some videos, we were on the bed… He started eating my pussy. It felt great as usual, but he then suggested something totally off the wall-he asked me if I thought I’d enjoy 2 guys doing me at the same time. It sounded so like the wall that I broke into him and said, “No, you’re crazy… But deep in my head, it excited me. He stopped talking about it and we just did our thing… sex as usual.

Sit in my backyard, have a cold beer, the doorbell goes. Get up, I’ll only answer to find a shimmering blonde with surprising green eyes standing in my doorway. I feel a rise in my pants!

“Is the lady of the house inside?” she says sweetly.

“No, but what can I do for you?” I’m responding.

“My name is Fawn, I’m the new Avon Lady, I just wanted to introduce myself.”

Danny woke up slowly. Like he did, his hand found his dick. As usual, it was swollen and hard. He slowly began to caress his big, foot-long penis while wondering what the day would bring. It was his eighteenth birthday and his mother had promised him a surprise for his birthday, but he couldn’t imagine what it could be.

But only the thought of her made his dick threatening. He recently had some very indecent thoughts about his mother. He was disgusted that he could think about her the way he thought, but he couldn’t help it.

Just before the holidays, I got a call from an old friend of ours, Hans, who is an important player in the business world. He put together a special meeting and at the end of the year party for some very powerful Asian businessmen. The party missed something he told me, and that was special entertainment! He wanted Stella to join them at this weekend’s party that he hosted on a small island in the Caribbean. She was excited and nervous, but the plans were made, and she was picked up on a Thursday night by a limo that took her to a private airport where she accompanied Hans on a flight with the company plane to this island. He didn’t want to give her details of who would come or what would be done, but he did have an envelope with full details so I could come and he assured me that she would call and someone would email me often to keep me informed of everything that was going on.