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Robin White’s evening was definitely starting to look up now. Until the handsome stranger had bought her that first drink at 10:30, she had been starting to think she was losing her touch. It was Saturday night, the party night, on a warm summer’s evening and, for the first time in nearly a year now, no one, not a single male, had asked her to accompany him to the Faraway Club for a night of drinking, dancing, and, as was well known among the public servants of Marshall County, fornication after it was all over.Not one paramedic, EMT, firefighter, cop, or ER tech had wanted to experience her charms that night, this despite her well-earned reputation as the woman who willingly gave it up for the price of a night out. What was wrong with her? Was she losing her looks? Her charms? Had they all experienced her enough now that they didn’t want her anymore? She had fretted over these questions for most of the previous week, stressing more about her lack of a date than she ever had about her unpaid bills, or her deteriorating relationship with her roommate, or any of the other hundred and five things she should have been worried about.
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read comments (0)Lenya pressed her lips against the soft yellow down of Marte’s pussy.More like a duckling, she thought, than a little pussy-kitten. It smelled of new-born life like a freshly hatched duckling.
Lenya loved kissing her little duckling, nuzzling up next to it,rubbing her nose and lips in it.
“Damn, girl, are you going to eat it or play with it?” Marte asked impatiently.
That was the problem with loving these hard-body aggressive types.Lenya loved watching Marte on the rugby field, dominating all her opponents with ease even though they outweighed her two to one in some cases. Dancing triumphantly over their fallen vanquished bodies. But the drive that gave her her commanding will to win seemed to make her overly goal oriented in other pursuits as well.
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BRITNEY
As we neared my front door, I could sense his nervousness, but the alcohol in my body couldnât have stopped me from making a move despite his obvious state. I turned towards him, moving my fingers up and down his neck, I smiled and moved my face closer to his. His eyes widened and he backed away.
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Once upon a time, in a well known Ivy League University, there was a student who earned her living by working in one of the offices. She was always the most prim and proper lady, and mantained a professional attitude. One day it came to pass, as it does with all college students, that she graduated. And to celebrate, she invited all her associates -most of them males- to her room for a celebratory party. This in itself came as a surprise since nobody believed her to be the party throwing type, and everyone knew she never attended them.
We all arrived at her room at the appointed time, only to find a note that said she’d be back in a while, but to go in and start without her. Many of the members of our group decided not to stick around, or to return later. The rest of us entered her room. In the fireplace were a couple of logs, already well on the way of being consumed. There were no furnishings except for an array of matresses scattered on the floor, and a small table littered with bottles.
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“Hi Craig.” she said as we passed in the hallway, “remember me?” It isn’t that I didn’t recognize her, it’s just that I didn’t expect to ever run into her again. Hilary had graduated from the university some four or five years earlier, and it is pretty unusual for former students to return to visit beyond a year or two after graduation.
“Well hello Hilary, what are you doing here?” I replied, a little surprised, since I didn’t remember her being overly friendly with me, especially since I was merely on the staff at this university, and not one of the faculty.
Hilary explained that she had been invited back to give a guest lecture to the current students on the life of a working actress on the road with bus and truck musicals.
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Just one more night,” she begged him.
He stood in the doorway, looked at her tear-streaked face with a certain amount of disdain. He knew he was about finished with her. She didn’t know that yet, evidently. Too bad.
“Come on, Brad. I can’t…I can’t believe that you don’t want to see me anymore. I know I can change your mind.” She smiled, even through her tears. “You still want me, don’t you?”
He eyed her body critically beneath the tight-fitting sweatclothes. As far as bodies went, it was a good one. When he had first seen her tight,firm flesh clearly revealed by a set of running tights, he’d known that he would get in, somehow.
It hadn’t been hard.
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The thought of his lips on her clit sent a buzz through her belly and up her spine — like sexual thoughts had intoxicated her mind when she was a teenager.
But she was no longer a teenager.
Professor Sherry looked in the mirror in the restroom before she walked back to her class. She didn’t look 40. She definitely didn’t feel 40. Her palms pushed down against her pert breasts covered in her deep purple blouse. She didn’t remember the last time they were used sexually — that was a drunk one night stand, and that guy was clueless as much as she could remember. He groped weakly at her curves and slumped his pathetic manhood into her body.
That night was a miserable experience. Almost as miserable as the mail that greeted her three days ago. All of her education — a bachelor’s degree in both English and Public Speaking; a master’s degree in communications’ a Ph.D. in Linguistics — and the only words she could manage in reaction of the situation was:
“Fucking AARP. I’m not old.”
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Breakfast is over…your husband is off to work, and the kids have left for school. You sit quietly at the kitchen table finishing the last cup from the coffee pot…daydreaming about nothing in particular…getting ready to start another weekday.
The doorbell rings once, startling you from your morning trance. You rise slowly from the table, wondering who it might be. As you walk from the kitchen to the front door you think “what a sight I am, hair all mussed, in an old robe and worn slippers…well the hell with it, whoever it is they probably don’t look much better than I do.”
It was a rainy and cool autumn night, a nice change from the long, hot summer. It had been a busy day and so I decided to call for a pizza to be delivered. In the meantime I took a long, hot shower to relax.
My husband was working very late. One child was sleeping and the other was gone to a friend’s house overnight. Just as I was rubbing soapsuds all over my body, I heard the doorbell ring. Wouldn’t you know it? I suddenly remembered that I had ordered a pizza. I knew that the delivery person would be standing in the rain, so I quickly put on a very short red silk robe. I was still wet so it was sticking to my body all over. I ran to the door and opened it to find the pizza kid who was also quite wet. I told him to come in out of the rain. When he stepped into the light of the hall, I was very happily surprised. He was about 6 feet tall, dark hair, brown eyes, very good looking,young but “old enough”.
I was immediately excited. My nipples got hard under the wet silk and I think he noticed. My robe was coming open a little bit when I took the pizza and went to get the money so he could see more of my breasts. I was shaking when I was coming back from the kitchen with the money and I dropped some of it. He helped me pick it up and I could tell he was breathing heavily.
When we stood up I noticed how hard he was. His cock looked so big even under his clothes that I knew I couldn’t resist trying to seduce him. I made some silly small talk to keep him there. He seemed in no hurry to leave although he was nervous and so was I. I just kept moving closer and closer to him as we talked until we were touching, leg to leg. To touch him was like electric pleasure running straight through me. I reached over and began to gently run my hands up and down his thighs. Before he could speak I kissed his lips, gently at first, then more deeply and urgently until our mouths were open with passion. I felt his nice little ass and then his cock through his pants. I had to have it. Shaking like a leaf I began to unzip his pants. His hands were all over me. I could hardly catch my breath, I was so excited. He took my robe off and felt my breasts and nipples. I asked him if it was his first time. He said “Yes”. I was going crazy. I whispered “I’ll make it so good for you, baby”. When I got his pants off, his cock was so big and beautiful I knew I would come as soon as it was inside me. My pussy was wet and swollen and aching to have it. But it would have to wait.
Without his clothes he had a nice slender body and it was very warm and good to touch. I asked him to sit on the stairs, that I wanted to suck him. I sat on the floor in front of him between his legs. I was in a perfect position to do it there. I started by licking his cock all the way up to the head lots of times, and especially around the head where it flares out. I love that part because it feels so good pulling inside on the outstroke. I wanted to get fucked by him so badly. I licked the head of his cock and kissed it and sucked it gently at first, then harder and deeper into my mouth He was really enjoying this and began to fuck my mouth a little. When he came in my mouth I sucked all of it. I loved it.
We traded places on the stairs so he could do it to me. I had to sit higher up being shorter of course. I spread my legs open for him so eagerly.My clitoris was so big and hard I think he was happily surprized. The wetness was just oozing out of me. He was hard again and I showed him how to lick my clit, not too fast and then how to suck it gently and rhytmically until I came and came from it.
We couldn’t put it off any longer and together tumbled on to the floor.He was lying on his back so I squatted down over that big cock. I had to ease it in slowly. It was so big and I was swollen tight with desire. The feeling was incredible. By the time he was all the way in me I had a blinding orgasm. I know I cried out but could not help it. Then I was immediately building up to the next orgasm. He came pretty soon after some really good deep strokes. It felt so good when his warm come filled me up inside.
Soon he was hard again and we fucked longer. I could feel him getting bigger and bigger inside of me as we fucked. It was excrusiatingly fantastic.I was coming the whole time he was fucking me it seemed. He got on top of me and fucked me. Over and over I felt myself tighten up and come and I could tell he felt that too. I got on my hands and knees so he could fuck me from behind.
Finally we were exhausted. I helped him get dressed while I kissed him all over and he did the same to me. I wondered how many pizzas never got delivered that night as he left. Maybe I should order another one soon.
“It is now safe to turn your computer off.”
I had just finished answering my last e-mail. It was to Bronwen one of the fearless leaders of the erotic writer’s guild. (Which I am a proud junior member of.) I had made a post to our Internet newsgroup that I was going to Lake Tahoe for a week, and she had asked me if going to Lake Tahoe was a good thing. I thought that it was. Even if I did had to do some work, I’d get some skiing in too. So I had responded; I’ll let you know when I get back.”