A cramped office in a supermarket may not sound very exotic, but let’s just say that you don’t always have to go to Monte Carlo to find a romantic setting. Lindsay locked the door behind us. When she closed the venetian blinds of the window that looked out into the store, I felt my pussy getting wet. I didn’t know exactly what she wanted to do, but I knew that I would agree to it.
She put both hands in the pockets of her red smock. Pushing down the front of her top like that emphasized the size of her big breasts. She asked, “Can you talk easier in here?”
I looked her in the eyes. I was so scared and anxious that I thought I might pee myself. Then I heard myself say, “I want to feel your mouth on me, and I want to kiss you. I want to be your lover. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
Lindsay took my face in her hands. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” She checked her watch. “We can’t spend too much time in here with the door locked, though. How about if we just do some of this for now?” She reached between my legs. She rubbed her fingertips around my crotch, through the polyester material of my black uniform slacks. It felt so good that I could feel my nipples getting stiff against my bra.
I reached for her pussy, too. She had on the same dopey slacks as I did. It didn’t matter. I couldn’t have been more turned on if we had both been wearing Victoria’s Secret lingerie.
Lindsay leaned toward me and put her red lips on mine. I didn’t have to worry about whether to be bold and use my tongue, because she pushed hers into my mouth right away. I felt her unfastening my pants while we kissed. She pushed them and my panties down around my hips. She alternated between sliding her long fingers up and down the slippery groove of my sex and making little circles around my clit.
Following her lead, I undid her pants, too. Just as she had done, I only pushed her pants and underwear down to her hips, not all the way down. Her blond pubic bush was big and springy. I was so thrilled when I placed my hand against her pussy that I felt a “mini-orgasm” run through my body, making me shiver.
She noticed and said, “I think you like this.”
I said “uh-huh.” I parted her pussy lips with my fingers. Her cunny was as wet as my own. I found her pussy’s opening with the tip of my middle finger. “Put it in me,” she said. “I want to feel you fucking me.”
Her own finger pressed up inside my hole. We stood there in her office that way, kissing and finger-fucking each other, until I felt Lindsay suddenly go rigid. She panted through clenched teeth with her orgasm, then went back to plunging her finger in and out of my box. I came within seconds. My inner muscles clamped down hard on her finger while the waves of my climax washed over me.
Lindsay put her finger in her mouth and licked it like a candy cane. I did the same thing with the finger that I had used to fuck her pussy. She tasted wonderful.
Like I said, the setting may not have been Monte Carlo, but that night I knew that I had hit the jackpot.
—H.H., Knoxville, Tennessee
FED UP WITH HER BOYFRIEND’S FLIRTING,
SHE FINDS SOLACE IN ANOTHER WOMAN
My boyfriend Mark is a handsome man: a tall, raven-haired athlete with irresistibly long lashes and a huge cock to top it off. For sure, I don’t know a single woman who hasn’t commented on his charm and sexiness. He also has a habit of checking out every woman who walks by. He’s an incredible flirt with anyone female.
Not that I’ve ever had trouble getting other men’s attention myself. My hair is long, dark and silky, my skin is naturally tan and my eyes are deep brown. My breasts are round and firm, with nipples that men love to devour. I have an athletic body that I keep in great condition. My legs and ass are shapely, and my stomach is a perfect washboard.
I got pretty tired of his wandering eye and constant flirting because it just never stopped. I became especially agitated one night about a month ago, when we were out at a bar. Mark spent the entire evening exchanging sexual innuendos with our large-breasted, blonde waitress. At one point when the two of them were giggling, I quietly excused myself and went up to the bar. There were a number of handsome men there, but the only open seat was next to a long-legged woman whose nipples showed provocatively through a sheer cream-colored top. She looked incredibly sexy. Just Mark’s type, I thought.
As I sat down she introduced herself as Sara. It turned out she had recently been divorced from a man who’d been cheating on her for years. Now she was single and loving it and wanted nothing to do with men for a long time. Moving toward me and putting her hand on my thigh, she whispered that she planned to enjoy her own gender for a while.
I’d never been attracted to women before, but I couldn’t ignore the juices that had begun to flow from my pussy as Sara began slowly stroking my thigh.
“So what about your love life?” she asked. “A beautiful woman like you surely can’t be alone.”
“My boyfriend’s over there,” I mumbled, motioning to Mark, who was still engrossed in conversation with the waitress.
“Interesting,” she said.
“Yeah, it’s annoying, but he’s perfectly harmless. He’s a huge flirt, but a wonderfully faithful lover. I came over here to throw myself at some of these men. He’s not the jealous type, though, so he probably wouldn’t even notice,” I laughed.
“I know one way you could get his attention,” Sara said slyly, slipping her hand beneath the strap of my G-string and inching toward my wetness.
Feeling uninhibited after several glasses of red wine, I smiled back at her and said, “I’m open to anything.”
Without warning, Sara plunged two of her long, slender fingers into my dripping cunt then slowly pulled them out, only to dive back in again. She did this for several minutes, while I moaned and begged her not to stop. When she finally withdrew her fingers, I could feel the come sliding all the way down my thighs. With a devilish grin, she held up the two glistening fingers and put them into her mouth, licking her lips to savor my taste. “Mmmm,” she sighed with a smile. “You’re delicious.”
By then I was rubbing my thighs together, aching to be fucked again by her fingers. She looked at my breasts, and I could feel my taut nipples rubbing against my blouse. “It’s your turn,” she told me. “Let me see you finger that lovely pussy of yours.”
By then the bar was getting crowded and Mark was already occupying himself with another waitress. I slid my right hand under my miniskirt and plunged two fingers inside my drenched slit, moaning with pleasure.
“Faster,” Sara said, grabbing my hand and pumping it in and out of my cunt.
“Oh God,” I pleaded, “you’ll make me come if you keep doing that.” I climaxed quietly, leaving a small puddle on the bar stool. Sara leaned close and asked if I lived nearby. I nodded yes then went to our table and told Mark I wasn’t feeling well and was going home. He just waved me on, lost in his flirting.
Sara led me out of the restaurant by the hand and we headed for my apartment, which was just a short ride away. Before we even got in the door, Sara grabbed me and kissed me. I shuddered as she reached up inside my skirt again, swirling a finger around my clit while her tongue snaked in and out of my mouth. I could only imagine what was in store for me. “Let’s go inside,” I moaned.
Once we got inside, we wasted no time getting our clothes off. Sara’s breasts were even larger and firmer than I had imagined. Her pussy hair, a small tuft of golden brown, was trimmed into a neat triangle. I was dying to suck and lick the luscious pink lips that peeked out below.
“No,” she said as I eyeballed her twat. “Tonight is going to be your night.”
She followed me into the bedroom and lay back on the bed, one long leg dangling over the edge. “Get on my face,” she said huskily, flicking her tongue wildly in the air. I noticed for the first time just how long it was, extending a full three and a half inches past her lips. I eagerly straddled her open mouth, my pussy quivering above her outstretched tongue.
Sara grabbed my ass-cheeks firmly, squeezing the flesh betw
een her fingers. Arching her neck, she plunged her tongue deep into my sopping cunt, pushing it all the way inside of me. Every so often she’d pull her tongue out and flick it in circles around my clit before pushing it back in. My entire body was in spasms, and I was loving it.
I pushed one of my pillows under Sara’s head so she could rest her neck, then I knelt over her again. While she lay there, alternately fingering her own clit and mine, I rode her tongue like it was a deliciously soft cock, my juices oozing all over her smiling face. Sara smeared my come all over her neck and then rubbed it across her breasts, nipples and stomach.
I begged Sara to let me eat her, but she wouldn’t. Instead she turned me around so I was straddling her in the other direction. Spreading my ass-cheeks again with both hands, she began fucking my tight little asshole with her expert tongue. She began by licking in circles around the rim, going faster and faster until she could work all three and a half inches inside. I came almost immediately. I started to finger my clit until I finally lost all control. “Oh my God, yes, yes, yes!” I screamed.
I fell back on the bed exhausted, only to hear a loud gasp at the doorway. Opening my eyes, I saw Mark standing there. I thought for a second that he might be angry until I saw the bulge in his pants.
Sara looked at him and spoke up. “You’ve had your fun tonight. Now you can watch Bobbie have hers.”
Mark stayed where he was, groaning loudly as his cock got harder. I wondered how long it would be before he started jacking off. As long as I’d known him, Mark had never been one to masturbate. He prided himself on his self-control.
“Do you have any toys?” Sara asked me playfully.
“You bet,” I said, reaching under the bed to pull out an entire case of goodies. Sara pushed me down on my back, took out two eight-inch vibrators and handed one to me. Turning it on full force, I eagerly shoved it in and out of my dripping twat. While I worked my pussy with the plastic cock, Sara mounted me and fingered herself to orgasm. Her jism spilled onto my stomach when she came, and she smeared her juice all over my breasts. Then she began rubbing and squeezing my nipples as I worked the vibrator in and out of my box even faster.
“I think you’re ready for the grand finale,” she said. Kneeling over me, she took hold of my ankles and placed them on her shoulders, leaning forward so she could raise my ass off the bed. Her fingers still drenched with her own sweet cream, she began to work my asshole, moving one finger then two into that dirty hole. All the while I continued fucking my pussy with the vibrator. Finally the combination of Sara’s fingers and the hard vibrator became too much. I climaxed wildly, thrashing around on the bed, my wetness soaking the sheet.
I was panting loudly, trying to catch my breath, but Sara wasn’t through with me yet. She took the second vibrator and stuffed it into my asshole. “Faster, faster,” I moaned, still shoving the other vibe in and out of my cunt. Sara worked more rapidly on my butt. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” I screamed. Soon I was coming more intensely than ever. I felt beautiful explosions all over my body, from my asshole down to my dripping twat.
Thoroughly exhausted, I collapsed on the bed. Sara smiled and tickled my clit with her fingers, making me shudder again with a series of mini-orgasms.
“Thank you,” I told her. “You’re simply amazing.”
“Trust me,” she said, “it was my pleasure. This is the type of attention a sexy woman like you deserves,” she added, turning toward Mark. He still had his pants on, but there was a huge wet spot on the crotch. It was clear that he had come all over himself.
I never saw Sara after that. In fact, I’m not sure where she lives, or if Sara is even her real name. One thing is for certain though, from that day on Mark never ignored me again, and our sex life has been hotter than ever!—B.V., Danbury, Connecticut
SHE WAS BI-CURIOUS UNTIL SHE MET LILY,
WHO SATISFIED HER CURIOSITY IN A BIG WAY
I’m a twenty-six-year-old female. I never thought that I was bisexual, but over the last few months I’ve changed my mind.
The first time I had feelings for another woman was a few years ago when my girlfriend Hannah and I lived together. We talked about having sex with each other and admitted we were curious, but nothing ever happened. I didn’t even think about loving another woman again until last year, when a real sweetie named Lily got a job at my office.
Our job sometimes requires that we go on business trips together. About six months ago we were in Denver for a conference, and after a long day we were relaxing in our hotel room having a few beers. We were just shooting the shit about work and other things when we got onto the subject of sex. At one point I asked Lily if she had ever been with another woman sexually. I confessed I’d been curious once, but nothing had happened and I still wanted to know what it would be like.
Lily told me she’d never had sex with a woman, but then she said something that totally took me by surprise. She admitted that she had fantasized about me but had been too shy to broach the subject.
The evening ended with my lying on her bed watching Lily fall asleep. I wanted to lean over and touch her, but I just curled up beside her. When I awoke the next morning, I remember thinking how comfortable it was lying there next to her, and how I felt a slight dampness in my underwear as I nodded off.
Neither of us said anything about it until a couple of months later, when we were at a small get-together at the house of a mutual friend. I had gone upstairs to the bathroom, and I ran into Lily on my way down. I had been watching her all night thinking how beautiful she was—not just physically, but also her personality and everything about her. When I saw her on the stairs, I put my arms around her without even thinking about it and said, “Do you remember what you and I talked about in Denver? I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately, and I think I’m ready to go there. But I want to go there with you.”
We stood for a second looking into each other’s eyes. We started kissing tentatively, and as our lips pressed together I felt myself burning with desire. I parted my lips and slid my tongue into her mouth. I was enjoying the sensation of her lips on mine when we heard people coming and broke our embrace. We were a little embarrassed as we walked down the stairs, but we were also very excited. We left the party as soon as we could and headed for my apartment.
Lily and I sat on my living room sofa and made small talk for a minute or two. Suddenly we both leaned forward and began kissing passionately, probing each other with our tongues even more boldly than before. I began to massage her neck while I slid my other hand down to her breasts. I heard her moan softly under my gentle touch, and I could feel my pussy getting sticky with anticipation.
“Let’s go upstairs,” I said when our kiss ended. Hand in hand, we went slowly upstairs to my bedroom. Feeling a little shy, I went into the bathroom and took off everything but my top. Then I got under the covers while Lily freshened herself up.
As I lay in bed I suddenly thought I’d be daring and ripped my top off. I was lying there naked with my eyes closed when Lily returned and got into bed with me. I reached out to pull her close to me, and my hand brushed her bare breast.
She purred softly when I touched her. Soon her lips were on mine, and we were once again probing each other’s mouth. When we broke off our kiss, I outlined her lips with my tongue, then trailed off across her cheek to her earlobe. I nibbled on her ear for a few moments, savoring her soft moans of pleasure. I started to kiss my way down her neck to her breasts, pausing at her lips for one more passionate, teasing kiss before going on. I slid my hand down her belly until I found a downy patch of pussy hair. My lips and tongue went to her nipple. Lily began to breathe harder and faster as I licked and nibbled.
The excitement was becoming unbearable as I found her clit and began to caress it. I stroked her pussy, feeling the wetness on my fingers and rubbing it over her clit. Lily moved her hips while I played with her, moaning with pleasure. The look of ecstasy and lust on her face made me hotter than ever. I put my mouth on hers, kissing
her gently, then pulled back and looked into her eyes.
“Tell me what you want,” I said quietly, slipping a finger slowly inside her moist womanhood.
“Mmmm,” she purred. “I want you.”
“What do you want me to do?” 1 teased. “Do you want me to go down on you?”
“Yes, make me come with your mouth, please!” she answered breathlessly. I worked my way down her body again, pausing at her breasts to fondle each nipple before continuing along her tummy, letting my tongue linger in her navel for a few moments. I was just about to move on when she held my arm and said, “Turn around.”
Lily pulled my eager crotch over her face, and in a moment I felt her tongue licking my clit. Uncontrollable desire washed over me as I pushed my muff onto her moving tongue. I bent over to her sweet pussy, spreading her lips with my fingers and finding her clit with my tongue. I savored her sweet, dewy taste as I ate her out, licking up and down as her juices flowed onto my tongue.
Her finger slid into my hole, and she began to finger-fuck me gently. “Oh yes!” I moaned, “put two fingers in me!” She did just that, while her tongue played with my clit. I couldn’t believe how wet she was making me. I plunged a finger deep inside her, trying to tongue-fuck her at the same time. I lifted my pussy from her mouth and turned around, passionately kissing her before going down on her again.
I left sweet, wet kisses on my way down her body to her waiting sex. Once there, I plunged my tongue into her cunt, thrusting in and out, pausing occasionally to lick her pussy and clit. Her moans grew louder and her hips rocked to my rhythm. As I continued licking and sucking her delicious pussy, she grabbed my head and pulled me deeper into her crotch. Her hips were gyrating wildly as she pushed her pussy even harder against my mouth.
“Right there! Lick me right there!” Lily screamed. Her hands clutched at my arms and she bucked wildly against my face as an orgasm ran through her body.
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