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Anna plays hide and seek at the mall.
I was exhausted after our little floor display, but Helen was as accommodating as ever. She modeled an entire line of seductive clothing for me, demonstrating each outfit"s unique advantages as I lounged in a chair opposite the mirrors. The show collection, she called it. Dang, but the woman sure knew how to sell a body.
I came home from the clothes boutique with an armful of fabulous outfits. The shopping trip hit my pocketbook harder than I could really afford even with the discounts Helen gave me, but it was worth every penny, yes indeed.
I was exhausted after our little floor display, but Helen was as accommodating as ever. She modeled an entire line of seductive clothing for me, demonstrating each outfit”s unique advantages as I lounged in a chair opposite the mirrors. The show collection, she called it. Dang, but the woman sure knew how to sell a body.
I came home from the clothes boutique with an armful of fabulous outfits. The shopping trip hit my pocketbook harder than I could really afford even with the discounts Helen gave me, but it was worth every penny, yes indeed. Read more »
He brings on a few more girls to host a party.
*Chapter 10: The Party*
The rest of the months went by quickly. We were becoming ever more romantic. Despite the change in our mood towards a more normal relationship, Cindy's sexual appetite seemed to just increase and increase. She wanted to fuck all the time. She asked my permission to masturbate almost every day. Sometimes she used the dildo on herself. She was also naked by this point almost all the time that she was around the house. A few times I took her out in ridiculous outfits; once to the mall, once to a bar, and once to a nightclub.
*Chapter 10: The Party*
The rest of the months went by quickly. We were becoming ever more romantic. Despite the change in our mood towards a more normal relationship, Cindy’s sexual appetite seemed to just increase and increase. She wanted to fuck all the time. She asked my permission to masturbate almost every day. Sometimes she used the dildo on herself. She was also naked by this point almost all the time that she was around the house. A few times I took her out in ridiculous outfits; once to the mall, once to a bar, and once to a nightclub. Read more »
The girls bring party home from the club.
*Chapter 8: The Girls Come Back*
Then I gave them their next assignment. They were each to bring 3 men back to my house for the night. The looked a little surprised and wary about this assignment, but went off to talk some of the guys they'd been making out with into coming back to party.
Once they had rounded up 6 guys, we went out to the cars. Megan and Kerry each rode with a couple of the guys and we all caravanned back to my place. I saw Megan in the back seat with one of the guys and her dress was practically off. Her breasts were entirely out and the guy next to her was making good use of the situation from what I could see.
*Chapter 8: The Girls Come Back*
Then I gave them their next assignment. They were each to bring 3 men back to my house for the night. The looked a little surprised and wary about this assignment, but went off to talk some of the guys they’d been making out with into coming back to party.
Once they had rounded up 6 guys, we went out to the cars. Megan and Kerry each rode with a couple of the guys and we all caravanned back to my place. I saw Megan in the back seat with one of the guys and her dress was practically off. Her breasts were entirely out and the guy next to her was making good use of the situation from what I could see. Read more »
Her first visit to a swing club.
"The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. Also, all parties indicated in the story were at least 18 at the time of the events."
Temporary insanity. There is no other way to describe what I had just done. Not only was I in what seemed like the most sinful and perverted Sodom and Gomorrah place I had ever heard of, but there I was, sitting on a chair, completely naked, legs spread wide apart, my friend John holding one of my legs up, putting everything I had in full view of probably 25 people in the middle of a room all looking down on me with lust in their eyes and grins. Jill was in front of me on the floor leaning back on her hands with a big blushed grin on her face, legs spread apart as if she loved every second of the attention and as if she had done this a thousand times.
“The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. Also, all parties indicated in the story were at least 18 at the time of the events.”
Temporary insanity. There is no other way to describe what I had just done. Not only was I in what seemed like the most sinful and perverted Sodom and Gomorrah place I had ever heard of, but there I was, sitting on a chair, completely naked, legs spread wide apart, my friend John holding one of my legs up, putting everything I had in full view of probably 25 people in the middle of a room all looking down on me with lust in their eyes and grins. Jill was in front of me on the floor leaning back on her hands with a big blushed grin on her face, legs spread apart as if she loved every second of the attention and as if she had done this a thousand times. Read more »
Younger neighbor shares secrets, wild side.
As snug and juicy as Tammy's pussy felt around my finger as I continued to stroke her slowly after licking her into a frenzy, I couldn't help imagining how it would feel gripping my cock. But she made it clear that was off limits.
"If we fuck, it will complicate things," she said. "I want you to be my special friend. We can play and get each other off. I'll tell you anything you want to know, all my secrets. But we can't be official lovers, OK?"
Who was I to argue? We'd never work as lovers, but I do enjoy her company, am crazy about her body and captivated by the openness of her sexuality. And of course, I love her pussy and her eagerness to share it with me.
As snug and juicy as Tammy’s pussy felt around my finger as I continued to stroke her slowly after licking her into a frenzy, I couldn’t help imagining how it would feel gripping my cock. But she made it clear that was off limits.
“If we fuck, it will complicate things,” she said. “I want you to be my special friend. We can play and get each other off. I’ll tell you anything you want to know, all my secrets. But we can’t be official lovers, OK?”
Who was I to argue? We’d never work as lovers, but I do enjoy her company, am crazy about her body and captivated by the openness of her sexuality. And of course, I love her pussy and her eagerness to share it with me. Read more »
Learning to be a better slut.
"Next installment: Dancing with a new attitude."
Not knowing where to go dancing created a quandary. After much discussion we agreed some of the hotels had live music in the upscale lounges. No way to avoid lounges with the alcohol and smoke if we are gonna dance.
On the way to a place to dance we chatted about our night so far. I shared my deep appreciation of your new willingness to do things that you think turn me on. The way you dressed, the fact that you had shaved your own cunt, the no bra look that allowed you nipples to be kept erect at all time, the slow entrances and exits from the car for the valet guys viewing pleasure, the way you sit in the car now with you cunt exposed to me at all times, and the fact that I can make suggestions without you getting your feelings hurt (Especially the dancing and hugging part. I'm getting a real hard-on just writing this.) You share the fact that you are really enjoying showing off and strutting your stuff just because you can. You, also, share that you are on the verge of an anxiety attack with anticipation wondering what I will ask you to do and what you might just jump up and do to keep working on turning me on. Actually a wonderful conversation throughout.
“Next installment: Dancing with a new attitude.”
Not knowing where to go dancing created a quandary. After much discussion we agreed some of the hotels had live music in the upscale lounges. No way to avoid lounges with the alcohol and smoke if we are gonna dance.
On the way to a place to dance we chatted about our night so far. I shared my deep appreciation of your new willingness to do things that you think turn me on. The way you dressed, the fact that you had shaved your own cunt, the no bra look that allowed you nipples to be kept erect at all time, the slow entrances and exits from the car for the valet guys viewing pleasure, the way you sit in the car now with you cunt exposed to me at all times, and the fact that I can make suggestions without you getting your feelings hurt (Especially the dancing and hugging part. I’m getting a real hard-on just writing this.) You share the fact that you are really enjoying showing off and strutting your stuff just because you can. You, also, share that you are on the verge of an anxiety attack with anticipation wondering what I will ask you to do and what you might just jump up and do to keep working on turning me on. Actually a wonderful conversation throughout. Read more »
