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Try to focus only on the breath and allowing it to become as slow and deep as possible. When thoughts come into the mind, push them aside. As you breath, relax your body. Allow yourself to sink down, into your center. Breathe deep as you relax further. Notice how good it feels to relax and breathe deep. Remember, the rest of the day has been spent on doing for others in one way or another. Now it is your special time. Time only for you. Time for you to feel relaxed, peaceful, and pleasured. As you continue breathing, allow your body to find its own natural breathing rhythm. As you breath, relax and sink further down, you may start feeling a tingling sensation in your feet or hands. Allow this feeling to grow in your body. Get in touch with how your body feels. Continue breathing, in and out, in and out. You may feel your body getting lighter or heavy. Let your body take Ümraniye Escort you where you need to go. Allow yourself to go deeper. As you continue to breath allow yourself to get ready for an erotic experience. Feel how good it is to relax. I want you to picture a beautiful, peaceful river. The sun is shining and you are paddling a canoe downriver. There are no phones ringing, no one talking, and nothing that needs to be done. The only thing to focus on is being out in the beauty of nature. Listen to the sound of the water gently caressing the canoe as you guide it slowly downstream. Feel the warmth of the sun on your face, and your body. It’s warming you and relaxing you. The canoe needs very little paddling since you’re just slowly drifting downstream. You’re not exerting yourself in the least. When you put the paddle in the water, the motion feels like a delicious stretch for your muscles, bringing you an even deeper sense of peace and relaxation. Look at all of the beautiful foliage at the shore of the river. See the beauty of the plants and pretty flowers. You can smell the woodsy fragrance mixed with the floral scents. You can hear the sound of the crickets as they gently dance along the river. Birds are fluttering and singing in the trees along the shoreline. The farther down the river you drift, the more relaxed you become. Now Shawn, I want you to paddle the canoe over to the shore. There’s a sunlit clearing there. You want to go there because you know there is someone waiting for you. As you visualize the clearing, you see an area at the edge of the trees that is in the shadows. As you look think about and visualize this shadowy place, you feel that there is a presence there. Instinctively, you know that this presence is your dream lover, Ümraniye Escort Bayan even though you cannot see them yet. As you watch, you see their form start to emerge from the shadows. Their features still are not clear enough to make out, but you do notice that the form is very sexy and you feel drawn to their form. You notice movement. The person is slowly moving toward you, but still hard to see. As they approach, you start to make out some of their features. You see the shape of their hair and face. You see how sexy they move. You know that they are coming to be with you at this time and the attraction grows deeper still. As they step out of the shadows into the light, you notice how beautiful your dream lover appears. You notice that this person definitely feels passion for you too. Continue to breath, Shawn. As your partner comes closer, notice what they are wearing. It could be a sexy outfit. It could be a more seductive outfit. You like what you see. They slowly approach and you feel a desire building within you. Just watching them move toward you, knowing how much they desire you, you feel your body responding. You feel the tingles of passion begin to hum along your nerve endings. You feel your cock growing. You look into your partner’s eyes and know that they desire a kiss. Somehow you know instinctively that this kiss will be like no other that you have experienced. You move closer together. Your lips touch and part slightly. You feel each other’s breath, deep and warm. Your tongues touch and you taste your lover’s mouth. You explore together in a deep passionate kiss. As you continue to kiss, you feel one another’s mouth and the fullness of your lips. Tongues dart in and out, touching and retreating. A warmth envelops you. Your lover’s Escort Ümraniye warmth, growing warmer with each touch. You are wanted and desired. You are their only desire. Now Shawn, as you are kissing your dream lover I want you to begin to slowly stroke your cock. Imagine their body pressing against yours, moving sensually, softly grinding against you. That’s what you feel as you pump your cock with your hand. You feel your lover, excited by your hardness and readiness, moving against you. Feel their desire. Slow strokes, Shawn. That’s a good boy. There’s no rush, no urgency other than passion. You stand in the beautiful sunshine and undress each other, sensually and slowly. You reveal your bodies to one another teasingly. Each bit revealed is explored and kissed and touched. You learn each other’s taste and texture. You smell your lover’s intoxicating scent, growing steadily more pronounced as they become even more aroused by you. They must touch you, must taste you because you are all they want and need. The scent of your body, aroused by them, is intoxicating to them as well. As you kiss, you feel their naked body embrace you, skin against skin. Tongues explore darting in and out. You feel the heat emanating from your partner, combining with your own body heat. A gentle breeze caresses exposed flesh. Your partner gently guides you to lay down and begins to caress and touch your body. A soft touch, then the glide of a fingernail traces along your skin. Your lover knows where you want to be touched. They are guided your movements and their passion for you. As you feel your lover touching and caressing your exposed flesh, feel their hand wrap around your rock-hard cock. They know just how you need to be touched there as well, Shawn. As you continue to stroke your cock, I want you to feel that it is your lover’s hand around it. As your desire builds, somehow your lover realizes and responds to your every need. You feel your body begin to burn even hotter with passion. More teasing touches and perhaps a lick of the tongue sends more ripples of desire throughout your body.

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Lucy was watching intently, her lips parted and her tongue gently caressing her lower lip. She wanted a show, I’d give the bitch one. Lost connection A lazy start to my Saturday, I awoke late. Making a coffee, I went back to bed, picking up my laptop and logging into Lush. Checking my messages I noticed Jenny was online, so sent her a quick hello. Now, Jenny is never one to stop at a quick hello, and before I knew it we were chatting away. I asked her about her plans for the evening. She replied she was out with friends. “Boys or girls?” I felt nosey. “Both,” came the reply. “Ha ha, then back to yours for an orgy?” “Not tonigh, I don’t think!! Lol now you mention it, I could send out some invitations. Would you like one?” I smiled at the idea. “Not one for groups, prefer a one on one invite …” I replied. “That could be arranged J you could turn up at my door in just a coat, and when I open the door you could open the coat and show me what’s on offer…” “I’d prefer to make you work for it. I have some nice undies, you could unwrap me…” Knowing where this would lead, I shed my pyjama bottoms, discarding them on the floor. Jenny’s reply came back quickly. “Mmm, slipping off that coat and seeing you in bra and knickers, getting me worked up here.” Ataşehir Escort “Me too J ” “I’d stand behind you, tracing along your spine with my fingers. Kissing your neck” “Mmm, I can imagine your warm breath on my skin.” My fingers began to trace their way down my tummy, knowing that I’d began to dampen. “Running my hands down your sides, stroking your back. Unhooking your bra, hands around you, underneath your breasts.” My fingers brushed over my mound, my trimmed hair damp against my skin. Flat fingertips began to rub ever so gently. I managed to take my hands away long enough to type. “I can imagine your hands on my skin, fingers on my erect nipples. God I’m getting damp, Jenn” “Me too. I’d sink to my knees behind you, kissing your lower back, slipping my hands into the top of your knickers” “Mmm, that sounds amazing , babe. Keep going…” I began to finger myself, just running a one digit across my lips, feeling the dampness and enjoying the sensation. The distinctive sound of an online message snapped my eyes back to the screen. “Sliding those knickers down, peeling the crotch from your sticky slot, your aroma filling my senses…” Fuck, I needed some fun, and this was great. I began to circle my clit Ataşehir Escort Bayan with one finger, the other hand drifting to my boobs, caressing them through the cotton of my pj top. Seconds passed. My clit was hard beneath my fingertips, but I wanted more. I waited for Jenny’s message to pop up. A minute went by. Had she gone? I pressed F5 to refresh. I got the message “Cannot connect to the internet.” What the fuck!!! My mind was a blank, desperately wondering what to do. The router! Downstairs, I just had to get to it and press the reset button. I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs, every second vital. I burst into the living room, and ran to the unit with the television in the corner. The router blinked a red, sad light at me. I bent over, pressing the reset button, holding it in for a few seconds before releasing it. I gazed at its stupid, blinking orange light as it rebooted. I heard the door from the kitchen open. Lucy, my housemate, peered round the door. “What the hell are you doing?” “Resetting the box, lost connection, in the middle of something…” The silence made me look around. Lucy was giving me her hard, ‘something’s wrong’ stare. “What?” She was staring at my nether regions. Escort Ataşehir I’d forgotten I’d taken off my pj bottoms, and I was bent over, bare ass in the air. She stepped into the room. I reddened, scarlet and hot. “Were you masturbating?” “N…no, of course not! I was talking to…” “Bollocks. Stand up.” I glanced at the modem, the orange light still blinking its slow, derisive light at me. “Lucy, I… “ “Let’s look at the evidence, shall we?” she began, her legal head switching on. “Stand up. Now, lack of pyjama bottoms, giving easy access to your pussy,” she moved closer as I backed away, “which looks decidedly moist.” The back of my legs hit the sofa, causing me to tumble backwards. “Piss off! I wasn’t doing anything…” “Shut up. Red, flushed face, puffy lips,” her gaze dropped again to my pussy, my legs snapping shut in defiance. “Let me taste your fingers.” “No… leave me alone, will you?” Lucy was having too much fun. Her face screwed up in mock indignation. “HAND! NOW!” I lifted my right hand, Lucy slapped it away. “Like I don’t know you’re left handed, you slut.” She grabbed my left hand, raising it to her face. Her nose sniffed at my fingers, before her tongue came out and licked my fingers. “That is definitely the taste of your pussy. Ms Parrish, I’ve presented the evidence. How do you plead? And don’t forget you are under oath!” “Okay, I was playing with myself,” my eyes flicked to the router, the blue connection light blinking through its start -up sequence. “I’d like you to demonstrate exactly what you were doing.” I gawped at her.

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I drove to Jason’s office to pick him up so we could go out dinner. I was arriving earlier than expected and, if I planned things right, most of the office staff would be leaving while he finished up his weekly conference call. Two of the qualities which most attracted me to Jason were his unwavering confidence and his total self control. However, making him lose control was an immense turn on for me, and I was on a mission to do that today. I was dressed for the visit in an outfit I knew he liked; a sort of understated sexy professional look including a white button down blouse, silver chains, dark gray skirt, whitelacedemi-cup bra, white sheer panties, white thigh highs, and black 4 inch heels. In fact, I had taken a risqué picture of myself in the same outfit a few months earlier and had given it to him as a gift. As I entered the building, I realized my timing was perfect as the receptionist waved to me on her way out the door and most of the desks appeared empty. I headed to his office and gave a light knock on the door. Jason looked up in surprise, smiled his crooked smile, and pointed to the phone just as he said, “I think those numbers are pretty accurate.” He motioned for me to sit in one of the chairs and wait while he finished up the call, but I had other plans. I closed the door behind me, quietly locked it, and walked slowly over to him with a little more sway in my hips than usual and enjoyed his appreciative stare. Jason wore my favorite blue shirt, which made his beautiful eyes appear an even deeper blue. Bending down, I gave Anadolu Yakası Escort him a brief peck on the lips, and whispered, “Hey, Handsome.” in his ear while inhaling his fresh scent. I kissed his earlobe once and flicked my tongue inside his ear, which I knew he loved, and felt a shiver go up his spine. Sliding my hand down his broad chest, I reached between his legs, and gave his cock a firm squeeze, which made him jump a bit. He certainly knew I was up to no good now. He looked up something on his computer and said, “It should be about 70,000.” Leaning against his desk, I took this distraction as an opportunity and slowly eased up my skirt. My movements certainly caught his attention, because he quickly turned to watch the skirt gliding up over my thighs. A bit of a flush formed on his cheeks when he saw the lace edge at the top of my thigh highs. With my skirt hiked up, I sat on his desk and slowly swung my stocking-clad leg. He absentmindedly mumbled another number into the phone as he watched my swinging leg. Jason reached out a hand to stroke my leg, but I pushed him away, pointed my finger at the phone, and harshly whispered, “No!” He shot me a displeased look when I brushed his hand off my thigh. While he continued talking on the phone, I slowly uncrossed my legs and spread them a bit giving him a clear view of my sheer white panties. I definitely noticed a flush in his cheeks now and there was an unmistakable bulge in his pants. He continued to utter occasional comments on the phone, Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan but I could tell his mind was no longer on the conference call. As his eyes tracked my every movement, I slid my fingers up the inside of my thigh and traced the lace along the edge of my stockings. He continued staring, all but ignoring the conference call, as I moved my fingers between my legs and slowly rubbed them up and down on my mound through my panties. I spread my legs a bit wider to make sure he had a good view of the wetness forming on the sheer fabric, which was making them even more transparent. By the growing bulge in his pants, I knew he could see it all very clearly and enjoyed what he saw. He started to unbuckle his belt, but I shook my finger no at him, and he gave me an exasperated look. Jason responded into the phone with a terse, “It should be here Tuesday.” As he spoke, I eased aside my panties and exposed my smooth-shaven pussy lips. I pulled my panties further to the side and spread my already swollen lips. He squirmed a bit in his chair as his hard, thick cock strained against the fabric of his pants. I slowly circled my clit and teased it for a few moments before dipping two fingers into my very wet pussy. “You make me so fucking wet!” I huskily whispered to him. He stammered into the phone, “S-s-sure … ” and seemed to lose a bit more control and composure. I rhythmically finger fucked myself a few times as he rubbed his throbbing cock through his pants. Making eye contact, Escort Anadolu Yakası I gave him a lascivious smile. I removed my now glistening fingers from my pussy and brought them to my mouth. I traced my wet fingertips over my lips once and then sucked them into my mouth tasting my tangy juices. A deep groan escaped Jason’s mouth. He feigned a cough into the phone to cover the groan and said quickly, “That shouldn’t be a problem.” After I sucked my fingers clean, I rummaged in my purse, which lay next to me on the desk. Curiously, he watched to see what I was doing. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw me remove my favorite very powerful and very quiet silver vibrator. We both have had a lot of fun using the vibe on me in the past and today was going to be no exception. Still holding my panties aside, I trailed the now silently humming vibe down along my wet slit. I spread my legs even further to open up my pussy and pressed the vibe between my puffy lips. The feeling was amazing when the vibe touched my clit, and I couldn’t help but whistle with a sharp intake of air. Jason quickly covered the receiver with his hand and struggled to keep his composure on the call. I smiled when I noticed an obvious wet spot forming on his pants, and I could visualize the thick veins bulging on his cock. I slid the vibe down even further and slipped it into my aching pussy. I thrust the vibe in and out of my pussy and slowly fucked myself. He watched every movement as I pulled the vibe almost all the way out and pushed it back in hard. He muttered distractedly into the phone, “I can update it this weekend” as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. As much as I hated to, I withdrew the vibe from my dripping pussy and turned it off. Wickedly, I leaned forward and traced the glistening vibe along his lips and slid it in his partially open mouth, which caused him to almost drop the phone.

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Observing the three beautiful young applicants through the small square window, I noticed they seemed more attractive every year and sighed wistfully. I watched them examine the blandly decorated reception area and saw that their expectant expressions began to change one by one. Knowing what would happen within the next few minutes, I wondered how many, and if any, would still be sitting there in ten minutes.Despite its very conservative name, Henderson’s Holdings is one of Britain’s leading players in adult entertainment, selling anything from toys and sexy lingerie to hardcore pornography and everything else in between. Every year, Henderson’s opens its doors and offers someone the chance to join our company as an intern. All the aspiring applicant needs is a degree in business and an open mind.Taking a last look at the three young women, I smiled inwardly and slowly closed the door leading from the reception area to my boss’s office. The anticipation of what was about to happen caused my spine to tingle, and between my legs, my panties began moistening. And that’s how it’s been since Dan Henderson started these internships five years ago.Having inherited his recently deceased father’s moderately successful erotic mail-order company, Dan, a dynamic young man, had turned his father’s enterprise into a vast multinational corporation within the last six years. Admittedly, the internet and a worldwide expansion of in-home delivery had helped, but Dan’s drive and energy had really made the growth possible.Although I was a young woman when I started working for Dan’s father, the son seemed to relish having me help him expand the company. To be honest, after his father’s death, I didn’t İstanbul Escort know if I wanted to stay and work under his son and almost resigned.But, despite my reservations, I listened to the young man when he explained his plans for expansion and what he wanted and expected of me. Then, completely out of the blue, Dan stood up from behind his desk, and while informing me he’d always found me sexy, the handsome young man casually dropped his trousers.Standing there, tugging his thickening erection, he asked if I would go the extra mile. This arrogant display of macho bullshit should have disgusted me, but seeing how hard that fleshy shaft grew for me, I got hugely turned on.Although I was married, the golden ring around my finger didn’t stop me from dropping to my knees. Not only did he cover my face with his manly essence that afternoon, but as I lay sprawled across the conference table, my gaping sex displayed obscenely to his retreating back, warm, thick spunk dribbled down towards my arsehole.That was the beginning of our working relationship, and although my marriage subsequently failed, Dan Henderson’s business kept thriving. And even though I didn’t have exclusive rights to Dan’s delicious prick, loyal staff are hard to find, and I’m still the most influential woman in this company.”And, are they attractive, Andrea?” Dan asked, lounging behind his desk like an emperor from ancient times. Turning to face him, I reached for my skirt and nodded.”All three of them are very beautiful,” I said, my deft fingers quickly undoing the waistband buttons. “Not as beautiful as Abigail our last intern, and we’ll have to see if they are just as kinky as she was, İstanbul Escort Bayan but on first impressions, we might have a winner here today,” I continued, fumbling with the zipper.Dan’s eyes sparkled while I hooked my thumbs into my respectable business skirt’s waistband, and after flicking my long blond hair over my shoulders, I pushed the knee-length garment over my stockings and suspenders.Letting go, I felt the skirt crumple around my ankles, and after stepping out of it, I began loosening my striped blouse. I didn’t stop until it hung open, my sexy bra visible through the gap, and then placing my hands on my hips, I thrust my plump breasts forward. “Now, let’s find out what they’re made of,” I declared, watching Dan’s gaze as he took in my nearly naked body.I might be nearing fifty, but a punishing exercise program and good genes have helped me keep my figure. Okay, I might not have quite the tight bodies of those young women waiting in the reception area, but I’ve not had many complaints from the men in my life. Dan’s gaze caressed my lingerie-clad body, and judging by the wolfish grin on his face, he wasn’t disappointed.Mind you, this particular lingerie set had explicitly been designed for one purpose and one purpose only: to arouse whoever the recipient was, man or woman, and it was our bestseller. With a blood-red heart at the back of the ankles, the black stockings were just the beginning. The black high-hipped lace panties showed as much as they concealed, as did the matching bra, and I knew Dan could see both my erect nipples and neatly trimmed bush through the delicate black lace.Without another word, I turned to face the reception Escort İstanbul room door, spreading my feet apart and resting my hands and face against the cold, smooth surface. Then, in a challenge that was as blatant as it was intentional, I thrust my ass backwards and shot Dan his sultry invitation.Quivering with anticipation, I watched my young boss move from behind his desk and walk towards me, his arrogant gait irritating and exciting me. Dan’s well-tailored suit seemed to accentuate his lithe figure, and as he moved closer, I felt my secretions increasing.”You never cease to amaze me, Andrea, the lengths you’ll go to,” he started, “in helping me find the right people to employ here.”Standing behind me, Dan pressed his lips close to my ear, and while he jerked my soaking wet panties from my hips, he spoke. “In fact, I don’t ever think I’ll be able to thank Dad enough for suggesting I keep you on the payroll.”Dan slid his hand over my belly and between my thighs as he talked, the words turning me on as much as his agile fingers. Biting my bottom lip, I nodded while Dan’s other hand caressed my anal crack. Then, before my anticipation grew the better of me, two pairs of fingers slipped between my pussy lips, one from the front and the other from behind. Slick nectar immediately coated all four digits, and a moan escaped my lips as Dan began drawing ever-decreasing circles around my clitoris and lubricating my arsehole.Despite loving every second of this exquisite treatment, I wanted more. After moaning loudly enough for the three young women in the reception to hear what was happening, I demanded Dan hurry up and take me. Knowing we had a punishing schedule (the first interview was in the next few minutes), we had no time to waste.As I anticipated, the young man fell to his knees behind me, impatiently pulling my panties further down my thighs before grabbing my buttocks and spreading them apart. As the expensive lingerie floundered around my ankles, I heard Dan speak.

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I walked into the darkly glamorous bathroom, a glittering, glistening mess after the last two hours of nonstop dancing. Black glass tile on the walls and floor reflected the white and pink lights recessed in fixtures above, creating a slightly trippy effect. Riding high on the little blue pills from earlier, the lighting felt like electric sparklers skipping down my oversensitive skin. I giggled to the sinks and mirrors, for the moment having the bathroom entirely to myself. My reflection in the glass showed too-bright eyes, pupils dilated wide, rimmed in smudged, smoky eyeliner and mascara. I ran my hands up the bodice of my microdress, humming and grinning lasciviously at my reflection in appreciation of the wandering fingertips that tweaked my stiff and pointed nipples through the thin stretchy spandex. I bit my plump, ruby red lower lip and rubbed my thighs together, watching in the mirror as what were suddenly disembodied hands in my mind rubbed the peaks of my tits, then trailed up over the pale, dewy skin of my chest. I could feel the need building exceptionally quickly in my cunt. I was ripe for an orgasm. Every nerve ending demanded it. My eyes fixed on the rose gold chain dangling around my neck and the unassuming, skinny cylinder hanging over the top of my dress. I smiled wickedly Bostancı Escort at myself, my pussy growing wetter and more charged by the second. No one at the club had paid much attention to the shiny piece of jewelry. They didn’t know what it was. Turning a bit drunkenly, I shoved off from the glossy tiled counter top and shuttled into one of the empty toilet stalls. Giggling uncontrollably, I reached for the door and latched it securely. Then I spread my stiletto boot clad feet, and my hands reached for the hem of my dress. I moaned and bit my lip as I slowly eased it up, past the curve of my tight ass, up above my hips, to rest at my waist. I wasn’t wearing panties. My bald, hungry kitty was completely on display. I brought my hand to my lips and licked three fingers on my right hand, then smoothed them tremblingly over my bare, electrified mound. The sound I made was a combination sigh and groan. I leaned back against the locked door, closed my eyes and rubbed my hand over the already hardening nub of my clit, teasing my fleshy lips, feeling the fluid seeping from me smear over my fingers. I wouldn’t need any more spit. My mouth hung open as the sensation took me, my other hand coming to tug down at the neckline of my miniscule dress to expose Bostancı Escort Bayan and cup a small breast. Fingers rolled and tugged on the tight nip as my other hand moved slowly, patted teasingly. I could hear myself gasping and whimpering at the desire zinging through my body, the X giving everything a sharp, almost painful intensity. My pussy pulsed, and I quivered against that stall door in the middle of that nightclub, the music thumping loudly through the walls, into my skin, and I wanted to feel my clit buzz and explode with satisfaction. The hand at my tit grasped my necklace clumsily, then tugged it up and over my head. I heard the chain tinkling as I turned the rounded, pointed tip down, then pressed the unassuming rubber dot on the side. Success! The thin tube rumbled in my hand, a portable, camouflaged vibrator hidden in plain sight. Leaning down, I watched as I moved the vibrating tip to my mound. Closer and closer it came, until with a jolt, I felt it vibrate against the skin just above my distended little hood. I moaned loudly, uncaring if anyone heard. The vibe felt like a tiny, fluttering tongue. I laughed and gasped as I trailed it down, around the nub of my clit and down my pussy lip. I was teasing the fuck out of myself, Escort Bostancı making myself want it so much. I trailed it back up my other lip, bringing with it a wet, slick tip. I groaned and let my head fall back with a thud onto the stall door. Breathless, I let the tiny but powerful vibe sit at the top of my clit, the rumbling sensation filtering down my nerve endings and making my eager pearl nearly quiver with need. My dripping cunt clenched tightly. I couldn’t control the spasms of pleasure that rolled through me. I hadn’t come yet, but I was really fucking close. Just as I’d made up my mind to go ahead and give in to the screaming need in me and let my body explode in waves of pleasure, I heard a sound that made me pause. It sounded like my own breathless panting, only it was out of sync with my breaths. A soft rustling came and went with it, and a quiet whimpered moan accented it all. I realized then that I wasn’t alone in the bathroom any longer. Someone had come in during my mindless race for completion and I hadn’t noticed until just now. Then, I realized something else. The gasping and rustling sounded a lot like they were doing exactly what I was. My unknown voyeur whimpered and whined, “God, why’d you stop? I’m so fucking close.” Her words sent a current straight to my core. I closed my eyes and let the vibe press to my tender nub. Explosions of color and light suffused my closed lids as waves of pleasure coasted and crashed through my core. I could feel the edge approaching like an out of control freight train. I groaned and gasped, breathless ‘fucks’ exploding on the exhales.

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I could not manage to make it home before Adam, who caught me red handed with my Bordelle shopping bags. We had agreed to be financially cautious this month and I watched his transient ischemic attack as he processed the label with its bankruptcy potential, weighed against the number and variety of fucking it promises. I quickly dashed into my closet and buried the bags in some corner. He frowned and scowled at the closed door while I gave him a peck on the cheek and promised that I did not do anything bad. Well, okay, nothing bad with personal finances anyway. I was definitely naughty and evil in the Bordelle dressing room with Meredith. I felt guilty thinking about instigating her to masturbate in that SO sexy place. I just hoped that she does not confess to Sam and suffer his wrath. I started worrying until a week later, when Meredith calls and tells me to meet her at a studio with my purchases and anything else I wanted to bring. I packed my selections neatly into a gym bag and sneaked out of work early. I have to hand it to her to pick a classy place. The studio was impressively appointed and decorated tastefully. The two of us were soon changed into plush robes and giggling like teenagers getting our hair styled and our make-up done. With far less hair, I was finished first and was about to admire myself when Adam rang my cellphone again. ”I’m getting my hair done, Sweetheart. I can’t have dinner. I’m with Meredith; we’re going to go out later for dinner.” Meredith is shrieking at me to let her talk to him. I dropped the phone into her hands while fussing at the makeup artist that she layered on too much eye makeup on Meri. ”Hi, Adam, sorry I am borrowing Mallory but we’re getting ourselves all gorgeous.” ”Really, Meredith? All gorgeous, for what? Aren’t you two too gorgeous already?” he asks, trying to hide the irritation in his tone. I am telling the make-up person that I don’t want Meri that vampy. I want soft and pretty against Ümraniye Escort some edginess. I start directing where I want some pearly white-pink, where to dot the smoky caviar brown. I vaguely hear Meredith bantering. ”Oh, you’re always so sweet, Adam. Uh oh, Mallory is taking over on eye design. Yeah, really, you wanna see?” I take one of the little brushes between my fingers and now there are two of us working on Meri’s eyes. I am dragging some pearlescent black liner, creating a hint of cat eyes. ”WOW, you look really beautiful, Meredith,” Adam’s voice suddenly booms out from my phone. I swing around, ”MERI, you can NOT do facetime with him!! You can’t show him!” ”Let me see what Mallory looks like,” his commanding voice continues to boom loudly. I give a dramatic model pout and eyelash flutter at the phone before putting my head next to Meredith and we are both facing Adam, giving him a side by side comparative view. He stares at me and then Meri, then me, then settled on Meri. I saw that stealth glance at me, and I knew. Sam is going to get a great album but Adam is going to get an experience. ”Sweetheart, don’t you think Meredith’s mouth needs work?” I ask him. Adam thinks to himself, oh yes, that mouth needs me working it over for sure. ”How about a very very sheer red, give her a soft, big pout?” I ask the makeup artist while I stick my little pinky into a pot of gloss and start smudging it on Meri’s lips. I get really close in, and I whisper to her that we should have some fun with Adam. Going behind her and holding up a mirror so she can see herself, I reach over again and dab her pout. Then I push a finger into her mouth. She looks from the phone to the mirror and then sucks my finger rather anxiously, staring back at the phone. ”VERY GOOD girl,” I whisper behind her ear as I look up at the phone. Adam’s expression reflects that frisson of anticipation and possibility, like I just pop Ümraniye Escort Bayan the champagne cork. The hair and makeup people packs up after declaring me and Meri marvelously composed, vibrant, and ready for the photographer. Taking the opportunity of the private moments before someone else joins us; I ask Adam if he likes our nail polish. ”Meredith’s is Pearl Drop,” I tell him while I pull one of her fingers up to my mouth. I think Meredith is getting the hang of my pace because she automatically pushes her creamy iridescent white tip with flecks of gold shimmer into my mouth. And as I lick her finger and suck it in, she is licking my opalescent ”Pussy Galore” pink tipped finger. I stroke her hair, “such a good little puss.” After we have our little mutual digit oral fun, it is time for us to get changed. ”Show’s over, Adam. We have to get dressed.” ”Now WAIT a second, you two can’t tease a guy like that!! And what the hell are you getting ready for? How about a little girl-on-girl lip lock??” ”This was all cute and innocent, but I can’t get Meredith into trouble like that.” Meredith pretends she is not disappointed that I am putting the end to the tease, but agrees. “Yeah, show’s over, Adam. You two are crazy. Sam will have a cow and well, he and I, well, we’re not as free-spirited as you and Mallory.” Adam and I exchange a look and burst out in laughter before we give each other a kiss over the phone. I whisper to him, but for Meri to hear also. ”I will work on her later for you. Bye, Sweetheart.” ”NOOOoooo,” he roars, ”take me with you, just you.” Without further words, I give him a short look and I drop my phone into my pocket. Meredith and I proceed to the dressing area in the studio. We chatter about what we are going to wear first and make our choices. Looking around at the spacious dressing area, I proceed to claim one section with its own mirrors, giving both of us space and privacy. Escort Ümraniye I say to Meri quietly, ”There’s plenty of space in here. I’m going to give Adam a little private strip tease, okay?” She chuckles and shakes her head in feigned despair, ”you are just hopelessly wicked.” I quickly scope out a little shelf and put my phone up on it, ensuring it was aim just in my little dressing area. I caution Adam to control himself while I give him a little taste of eye candy. Then I start strutting away from the phone, making a dramatic drop and fling of my robe. I attempt to give a little dance all naked but start laughing at myself, feeling silly. I make sure to give him his favorite view as I bend over low showing ass and cunt. He growls, ”You’re making me crazy.” I laugh again and blow him a kiss good bye, ”maybe later lover.” I glance over to see Meri watching although she quickly looks away. I proceed to put on the bra, the corset, and stockings. I can hear Meredith busying herself dressing. I think to myself it is time to psych up sexy for the pictures. To be truthful, that might just be an excuse. Since our little dressing room adventure, I have been insatiable. I come behind Meri while she finishes dressing and pet her beautiful hair. As we step into the studio in the next door, they are finishing preparations for us. It all looks like everything is pretty much ready. Two men are removing a teeter totter, and a bunch of toys from the last photo session. I stare at the huge teeter totter for a second and immediately tell them to leave it here for us. I have no idea why I said that, ”Huh… maybe we can use it for some playful shots……..” The photographer gets busy and we spend the next half hour posing and smiling and pursing lips as he instructs. We make another wardrobe change and return. I am bored. ”So, tell us, if Meri and I want to get really crazy for some of the photos, would it freak you out?” ”Crazy? What kind of crazy? I’m a professional, I don’t freak out,” he says. I drape my arm around Meri’s shoulders and with the other hand I yank one side of her bra down, exposing one totally juicy tit. ”Crazy like that,” I show him. Meri yelps and he laughs and scoffs, ”BRING it, ladies, bring it.” ”Oh Meredith, I have a great idea.

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Before reading this please note that the names of some people in this story were changed, thank you. Chapter 1: Long time no see “Johnny!”-Mom “Yes?”- Me “I’m going to my dr. appointment, your father is working late. Be back at 7!”-Mom *Door closes* Wait what? My mom is gone? My dad is at work till 7? My brother is at night school? Now that I think about it, this is the first time I have had time to Pendik Escort myself in ages. For a moment I just sat there, thinking, letting my mind wonder. Then I thought about that girl. You know that one girl that just the thought of her makes you get “ideas”, at that moment I knew what I was gonna do for the next 3 hours. I went to the front door to make sure everyone Pendik Escort Bayan was gone and my mom had not come back because she forgot something. Everyone was gone, the house was still and silent, yet a soft breeze made the house creek a little. I stood for a moment then turned down my hallway to go to my room. As I entered my room I thought about Elliot some more. Escort Pendik The more I thought of her the more I wanted to grab her small,soft,perky tits. Elliot and I go back to the 6th grade when we were 11. We are both much older now though. She is 17, almost 18, and I am 18. She always had that attitude that made you want to chase after her. She gets angry easily but that did not change that fact that she was hot as hell! I turned to my dresser going to fetch my phone, when the phone rang. *Phone rings* “Hello?”-Me “Yes is Diana there?” “Sorry no she is out right now.”-Me “Ok when she gets back tell her I need to speak with her, ok?” “Sure thing..mrs.?Who is this?”-Me “This is Ms.

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Jenny hurried home from work; she had a very important appointment to get to. You see, today was Friday and aside from it being the start of her weekend, she knew that Jonathan had published another hot, sexy story. She always looked forward to his next story and she knew it would be waiting for her when she got home. She ran into the house and quickly shed her work attire, exchanging it for her comfy over-sized t-shirt. She stopped by the kitchen to make herself a cup of hot cocoa before she nested on the sofa with her laptop and logged onto Lush, her favorite story site. All this preparation was necessary; it built the anticipation and the excitement of whatever lay in store for her and always got her juices flowing prior to reading Jonathan’s latest offering. Jonathan was one of her favorite authors on Lush – he never failed to give her something hot and steamy to start her weekend off with. She found Jonathan’s home page and looked up his new story. This was a BDSM story – one of her favorites and his specialty. She snuggled a little deeper into the sofa cushions and began reading. Today’s selection was titled “Teaching Patience” and it was written as a first person story which, in that style of writing, put Jenny in the story with Jonathan. This made it more personal for her as she was involved in the tale instead of just reading it. As Jenny read the story, she began to let her mind drift and she imagined herself there with him doing all the things he had her do in the story. She became the character in the story and she could feel the emotions, feel the sexual excitement and hunger that the female character in the story felt. When Jenny had finished reading Jonathan’s story, she could feel her heart racing; she was hot and very aroused. She logged off and closed her laptop, setting it on the sofa while she went to the sliding glass door leading to the deck and opened it, standing there in the cool air trying to calm down. Fortunately for Jenny, it was a cool, drizzly day that day and the cool damp air brought her “fever” back down and she composed herself. So engrossed had Jenny been in the story, that she forgot all about her hot Kadıköy Escort cocoa until she turned back to put her laptop away. But by then it was lukewarm. “Wow! I totally forgot about my cocoa,” she said to herself, giggling. She put the laptop away and took the unused cocoa and dumped it down the sink; it was about time to start dinner anyway. She fixed dinner and went about her regular evening routine after that. But the story stuck in her mind and she began wondering what it would really be like to have someone like the character Jonathan portrayed in the story – a Master who controlled her like he controlled Patience in the story. It would be so nice to have someone like that, she thought to herself. She wondered if she could be a submissive like Patience… if she could allow someone to have such complete control over her. The idea of being a submissive was not a new one to Jenny. She had fantasized and thought about it many times – often when reading one of Jonathan’s stories. She had visited the BDSM Forums and even sat in the Lush Basement where BDSM’ers go to chat and play. She found it exciting and quite a turn-on to watch the interactions between Masters and their subs. She thought about trying it more than once, but she felt she didn’t know enough about it and didn’t want to seem foolish or make a serious breach of conduct. She saw that there was certain things done at certain times and didn’t want to offend anyone by overstepping. The thoughts of Jonathan’s story stuck with her throughout dinner and now she sat on the sofa, clicking the TV remote, trying to find something to watch. But she couldn’t get Patience out of her mind. “Oh fuck it!” she finally said, exasperated. She knew what she had to do. She wouldn’t be able to think or do anything until she played out her fantasy. Her pussy was being demanding and fussy and it needed to be appeased. Jenny went to her bedroom and took off the t-shirt, dropping it to the floor beside the bed. She pushed the blankets to one side of the bed and lay down on top of the sheet. A soft gentle breeze rippled across Jenny’s naked body from the open window, Kadıköy Escort Bayan the cool and damp of a summer rain keeping the heat of the Georgia summer day down to a very comfortable level. The light coming through the open window bathed her in a soft glow and warmed her skin just a little, like the flush she would feel shortly from her arousal. The whole scene was nearly perfect, she thought – the only thing that was missing was the warm touch of another person sharing her bed. Slowly Jenny’s mind began to wander back to Jonathan’s story once more and her hands gently meandered over her soft, smooth shoulder, feeling for the curve of her neck, that corner that adores a gentle kiss. Jenny let out a slight gasping breath as her hand briefly brushed a sensitive area. Her eyes closed and in her mind he entered her room. Her lips parted waiting for the kiss that wasn’t there, imagining the feeling as his warm lips met hers, the electricity, the connection and a shiver ran through her excited body. She listened to the sound of the rain running off the roof and dripping onto the tin roof of the storage building out back; a sound that always made her feel secure and happy. Inside, there was nothing but the tick tock of the pedulum wall clock down the hall and her breathing, slowly changing as her mind and body began to work together to heighten her desire and arousal. Slowly her hands roamed over her body’s curves and hills and valleys, her silky smooth skin warm to her touch. She could feel a heat beginning inside her that would soon permeate every cell of her body. Her body responded to the touch, hungry for more. Jenny took her breast, firm as she lay there on the bed on her back, and gently traced circles, slowly spiraling towards the center, each soft caress making her nipple tingle and respond. As she reached the dark areola that surrounded the now hard bud, she stopped herself, knowing that once the connection is made there would be no time for touching and feeling. Jenny then moved to the other side, starting the process again with the other breast, She ran her fingers along the sides of Escort Kadıköy her breast, feeling her ribs and gently brushing her skin with her fingertips as she moved along the lower side. Jenny enjoyed the sensation of freedom and the responses of her body to the gentle feather-like feel that she could achieve with her fingers. Slowly she took her nipple, now wanting more, needing to be teased and toyed with to ensure the connections to other areas are made. Gently she rolled her sensitive nipple in moist fingers, imagining his tongue exploring, circling and teasing it until she could feel her body responding and starting to rise with an aching desire to explore elsewhere. Without a conscience thought, her legs parted, anticipating where her hands would go next, but knowing that until the connection was made and she couldn’t stand it a moment longer, her desires would remain unfulfilled. She took her other nipple, massaging and rolling it in her moist fingers, initially a gentle lick but as her arousal increased a gentle brush across her pussy lips with her fingers provided the sweet scented moisture that her nipples craved. Increasing the pressure, Jenny’s nipples responded, the connection to her clit screaming and her insides rippling with pleasure. She imagined the feeling as he took her nipples in his mouth, playing, exploring and appreciating. The sensation of champagne bubbles within his mouth as he gently teased each of her nipples in turn. The look in his eyes as he glanced up to her, that moment of desire and a promise of what was to come. An intimate connection built on trust and time. “Master…” she moans softly, barely above a whisper. Jenny’s nipples were burning, warmed by the constant teasing and pulling, the thoughts of teeth impacting and twisting, a gentle tugging of her breasts, stretching the nerves and giving a jolt in her throbbing clit. Needing more, she cupped her breasts in her hands and squeezed, savoring the feeling of warmth, the complete enclosure that hands bigger than hers achieve was near, but incomplete. The desire to be enclosed in large hands, rolled and toyed with until she neared the edge was so great that she felt inadequate with her own body. “Oh God, I need a man! I need a Master!” she thought, a small kitten-like whimper of need escaping her lips. Gently Jenny allowed her hands to glide down her sides, imagining her hands were his hands, running the short distance between her breasts and her hips.

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Strawberry LipsCarley and Beth lived together in a small town house in North London. They’d met whilst travelling around Australia a few years ago. Beth was a diving instructor from Sydney and Carley and her boyfriend Tom were a young couple experiencing everything the beautiful country had to offer. Carley and Beth stayed good friends and when Beth said she wanted to come over to Britain, Carley and Tom were happy for her to use the spare bedroom in their house. It was a sunny bank holiday and Tom had left early that morning to drive back to his parents house in Wales. Carley slept in and let the warm glow of the sun gently wake her. She began to get out bed, her long black hair flowing over her skin tight top.“You up yet babe?” Beth called for outside her door.“Yeah, come in. I’ve just woken up now” she replied, stretching satisfied after a long sleep.Beth walked in, already in her bikini. Her beach tan and Maltepe Escort surfer blonde hair made her look like the archetypal Aussie girl, and she loved to play up to the stereotype. Beth was petite, her body was small and curvy. Her D cup breasts looked perfect in her red bikini top, and Carley knew Beth loved the attention.“Coming out for a sun bathe?” Beth asked. The top of the house had a flat roof on one side, where it looked out over a small park. On hot days, the girls would sometimes sneak up without the caretaker knowing, and use the flat roofs to keep their young, trim bodies tanned.“I’ll meet you up there in a bit. Let me just have a shower and some breakfast first.”“Ok babe, I’ll see you later.” Beth turned and left Carley’s, her peachy little behind seemed to wink at her as she walked away. Carley felt a little tingle as the image of her friend’s body stayed in her Maltepe Escort Bayan head. She walked down stairs and into the kitchen, still in her thong and tight little top. She felt sexy walking round in her underwear. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and compared her body with Beth’s beach body lying in her red bikini on the roof. Carley was a little taller, her boobs were smaller, but firm and perky. She wasn’t wearing a bra under her top, but the shape and lift of her breast, with her dark nipples showing through, made her look wildly sexy. She took a bowl of strawberries from the fridge and took them back upstairs. She lay on the bed, looking at her body in the mirror. She touched her nipples through her top and felt them harden. She felt incredible turned on, and out of nowhere, wanted to be touched by her frisky friend. Carley sucked a strawberry and allowed Escort Maltepe the juice to run down her chin and drip onto her white top. She cupped her breasts and rubbed them softly through the thin material. The top was so tight you could see every inch of her body underneath. She slipped off her thong, closed her eyes, and began to slowly touch herself. Small circular stokes over her sensual clit. She picked another strawberry, drew it to her lips and mouth and ran her tongue around it, as if teasing herself. Her warm pussy invited her back and her fingers ran down her inner lips and she collected the nectar with her index finger, brought it back to her mouth, tasting herself. She felt so horny, slowly building up her lust with little moans of delight. She took the fruit and ran it over her cunt. Rubbing the berry against her clit, dipping it into the vagina and biting into its sweet, soft flesh. She took another, and another, scooping up her sticky cream with the juicy red strawberry, mixing the flavours in her mouth. Carley felt shots of excitement fire around her body. She began to massage herself with two fingers, working her fingers back and forth, increasing the speed and the pressure.

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