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| As she slipped on her bra, her skin tingled, send goose bumps across her chest and arms. Her nipples had already hardened from the rush through the cool air from the shower to her room. After she snapped the front of her white lacey bra closed, she let her fingertips brush against her nipples. As surge of excitement traveled through her little body and for the first time noticed she was nervous about the evening Terresa had planned. |
They
pull up to Jessie's house, Terresa pats Jessie's thigh and gives
her a reassuring smile. Jessie hops out of the car and hurries
up to the door, fumbles a bit with her keys. "Get a hold
of yourself, its just Terresa," She thought. Finally the
key fit the hole and the knob turns. She walks in turns on the
kitchen light. Terresa walks in, holding that black bag, closes
and locks the door behind her. She walks over to the living room
and sits down on the couch. As she begins rummaging through her
bag, she lets out a giggle, which in turn makes a shiver travel
down Jessie's spine.
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Terresa's
nipples were hard, her supple breasts within inches of Jessie's
face. Terresa leaned forward slightly and rubbed her nipples against
Jessie's then turned and walked back over to the black bag. She
smiled up at Jessie as she rummaged for the special toy, grabbed
it and held it behind her back, keeping it out of Jessie's view.
Jessie felt herself grow nervous again, as her friend kept the
new item from her view, wanting desperately to see it she walked
over to Terresa. |
As
I walked in the door, after a hard day at work, I heard the familiar
sounds of water splashing in the bathroom. Mmmm I thought to myself,
she’s taking a shower… wonder if I can sneak in without her noticing.
I quickly and quietly removed all my clothes and of course had
to fiddle a little extra with my bra. Always does that when I’m
in a hurry. After I had shed my clothes I pushed open the cracked
bathroom door. The room was thick with steam. She always did love
a hot shower. |
It's
hard enough to be without our husbands. Bonnie and I, we're army
wives, living on base. We make a lot of sacrifices. Our husbands
don't make a lot of money and now they are gone to fight terrorism.
It gets lonely. I so miss Tim. I miss the way he used to hold
my head down and say, "Suck that dick Marcy!" His body is lean
a nd rippling with muscles. I loved to look up and see his hairy
toned torso and eight inches slamming into my mouth. |
One
night we were talking about my boyfriend, she used to sleep in
my room and my breasts were very sore due to his rough handling.
She offered to massage them and I said sure why not. She took
my night shirt off and in the dark fetched some baby lotion and
put some in the palm of her hands then she kneeled on the bed
made my back face her and from behind she cupped my breasts and
smoothed the lotion on both of them. |
As
I reached the door the smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol hit
me, it took me awhile to focus my eyes. I made my way straight
to the bathroom and there was my keys just where I had left them.
I grabbed my keys looking at myself in the mirror, thinking how
silly I was for drinking so much as I had a fight with my boyfriend.
I was house sitting for a friend and he got mad as I didn't ask
him to come with me. I wanted and needed time alone with him.
I stood there thinking about it and tears began to roll down my
cheeks, I heard someone behind me. It was a beautiful dark haired
woman with a great body. She was built wonderful and was only
slightly taller than I was. |
Like
I've been saying just about every entry, this city life is a whole
new world and I ain't been so sure I'm fitting in. I'm used to
men and boys staring at my boobies, they been doing it ever since
they started filling out. Of course it's been worse since Rob
talked me into having them enhanced a bit. Bastard. My boobies
were plenty big, as it was, but he wanted more. Always wanted
more. More than any soul could give. Never gave anything back
neither. The nights I'd lie there with my little cunnie aching
are too many to count. You know! Just start to get humming pretty
good and Mr. Come and Gone would shoot his load and go to snoring.
Make a girl darn near crazy. |
Terror
was staring back at her, a half smile on her lips. Kat waited
for an explanation as blue eyes and green eyes exchanged stares.
A minute or two of this and the redhead was losing her mind from
the suspense. "Give it up, Terror. What you got in mind?" she
finally asked Terry rubbed a leg across Kat's nearly naked buttocks
as she continued to drown in her green eyes. It felt right. Her
voice was still a whisper as she finally released the words. "I
bet I can make you cum first." She watched Kat's eyes for a response.
She watched her friend's eyebrows arch, causing needles of doubt
to stab her tight belly and then she heard the words, "Not a chance"
Terry's face fell as she looked away, tears began to form in her
eyes. She'd really blown it this time. She tried to mutter an
apology, "Sorry Kat...I guess I..." "No, doofus!" Kat interrupted,
"I meant no way you're gonna beat me. I'll have you moaning and
groaning for mercy in no time at all!" |
Ronnie
felt Cheryl's hug tighten and returned her grasp with the same
desperate energy. Cheryl gently pushed her down on the couch without
breaking their mutual grasp. Ronnie moved her head and felt Cheryl's
lips brush her cheek and slide slowly down to her neck. Silvery
shivers went up and down her spine. She plunged her hands into
the lush blonde hair and raised Cheryl's head. They stared, again,
into each other's eyes for just a brief moment and then locked
into a deep, soul-devouring kiss. As their tongues wrestled, their
hands were buried in each other's hair, their young, strong bodies
squirmed against each other. With Cheryl's nipples pressed against
her, Ronnie could feel her own nipples stiffen. Their gyrations
on the couch had caused both of their T-shirts to rise up, firm
naked bellies made contact and caused them both to increase their
deep, hungry, almost desperate kissing. Moving her hands down
Cheryl's body, Ronnie could feel the blonde's back muscles ripple. |
I’m
a teen pop star and a professional virgin. The Doris Day of the
hip-hop generation. I’ve made a lot of good publicity by my announcement
that I’m not having sex until I get married to the right guy.
Of course my chances of meeting the right guy are almost nil since
I’m not interested in men at all. I would rather be fed to the
lions than to have one grunting on top of me. I tried to get there
but it didn’t work. There I was, lying in bed with that boy band
singer trying to be hot, writhing and groping and nothing was
happening for me. I don’t think it was happening for him either.
That’s what you get for going to bed with a guy who is more of
a femme than you are. Even if he was straight how are we supposed
to get hot if I can’t touch his hair? It didn’t work for me. |
I sat next to her, and she let me caress her leg under the bubbly water as we talked about
our lives, friends, hopes and dreams. After twenty minutes or so, we decided it was time
to go. We went back to our lockers, grabbed our stuff, and headed for the showers. The
showers at this gym were semi-private. One row of six showers, separated by stall walls.
Jami took the stall at the end in the back, and I took the one next to her. As we parted,
I joked with her about me coming over to soap up her back for her, if she wanted.
Jokingly, she told me I should. But was she really joking? We started our showers and
stepped into our individual stalls. I removed my swimsuit, and reached out and hung
it on the hook opposite my stall. A moment later, I looked out and saw Jami's suit next
to mine. |
The eager girl licked hard over her friend's clitoris, pumping her fingers in and out
with loud 'skish' sounds accompanying each motion. With only a few minutes of this,
Stacey suddenly arched her back, her tight sex clenching around the fingers of her
passionate lover, becoming very wet, very fast. Lisa squealed with delight, and then,
turned around, straddling over Stacey's chest. Stacey rolled her hips, shaking,
her muscles tense through her orgasm for some time, before her weakened hands grasped
Lisa's rear, and pulled her back a bit, bringing her dripping sex to her lips, and
opening her mouth against them, spreading those lips open with her head tilted to the
side, and digging her tongue in deep. Lisa arched her back, her hand still massaging
over Stacey's wet mound, the scent of sex strong in the room now. Stacey used her tongue
masterfully against her friend's slit, spreading those labia, and flicking her clit
desperately, as if close to climax herself, and working her own pussy to get that one
powerful rush that she wanted so bad. Lisa groaned loudly, at the treatment from her
friend, and he pressed her fingers back into Stacey's cunny, pumping her long, slender
fingers in and out, hard and fast, as her chest heaved with lust and intense desire. |