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Artist & model go beyond a professional relationship
"Amy, I need to straighten a couple of things out with you."
The morning's events at the supermarket worried me. Amy had been in a very playful mood, and she was being very provocative, pushing me to see how daring I was prepared to be – or how daring I was prepared to let her be. I felt sure that her over-the-top display was her way of over-compensating for being dumped by her boyfriend, and I didn't want her to start something with me that she would regret later. And, however tempting it was for me to take advantage of her openness and sexual teasing, she was young, I liked her, and I didn't want to lose her as a model, or to lose her as a friend. It was very flattering that she seemed to be flirting with me quite seriously, but to be really honest, I was also scared of getting too close to her and then losing her completely. I wasn't ready for unrequited love.
“Amy, I need to straighten a couple of things out with you.”
The morning’s events at the supermarket worried me. Amy had been in a very playful mood, and she was being very provocative, pushing me to see how daring I was prepared to be – or how daring I was prepared to let her be. I felt sure that her over-the-top display was her way of over-compensating for being dumped by her boyfriend, and I didn’t want her to start something with me that she would regret later. And, however tempting it was for me to take advantage of her openness and sexual teasing, she was young, I liked her, and I didn’t want to lose her as a model, or to lose her as a friend. It was very flattering that she seemed to be flirting with me quite seriously, but to be really honest, I was also scared of getting too close to her and then losing her completely. I wasn’t ready for unrequited love. Read more »
A weekend of nude adventures continues.
It was beginning to get late and Ed knew that the DJ would be done within the hour. He told Lisa and I to go dance for a song or two and then come back to the table. So out on the dance floor we were. My shirt was hanging open my tits totally exposed and my skirt was slit on both sides almost to my waist. It was also cut so short in the front it barely covered my pussy when standing still, so of course I was exposed much of the time on the dance floor.
We danced to a couple of songs and went back to the table. I could barely contain my excitement being so exposed in front of so many people. I wondered if this is how the night would end. I thought I will have to leave the bar and go out in the cold like this with my tits bare and my skirt so short.
It was beginning to get late and Ed knew that the DJ would be done within the hour. He told Lisa and I to go dance for a song or two and then come back to the table. So out on the dance floor we were. My shirt was hanging open my tits totally exposed and my skirt was slit on both sides almost to my waist. It was also cut so short in the front it barely covered my pussy when standing still, so of course I was exposed much of the time on the dance floor.
We danced to a couple of songs and went back to the table. I could barely contain my excitement being so exposed in front of so many people. I wondered if this is how the night would end. I thought I will have to leave the bar and go out in the cold like this with my tits bare and my skirt so short. Read more »
Where she finished, she'll begin.
I struggled awake. I felt so drained, it was a long day. I had drifted off with all the lights on and it was too bright when I tried to open my eyes. I managed to stumble out of the bed. By now it had cooled off and I felt a shiver and grabbed the blanket to wrap around myself. I reached to turn off the overhead lights near the window. Then I heard a knock again! I wasn't sure I had heard it before. "You in there, you awake?" the voice asked. "Can I come in?" I walked over to the door. I peeked through the hole and saw a small woman. She was brunette, petite, I couldn't tell her body type, and she was wearing a big baggy sweatshirt. I opened the door and peeked around it.
I struggled awake. I felt so drained, it was a long day. I had drifted off with all the lights on and it was too bright when I tried to open my eyes. I managed to stumble out of the bed. By now it had cooled off and I felt a shiver and grabbed the blanket to wrap around myself. I reached to turn off the overhead lights near the window. Then I heard a knock again! I wasn’t sure I had heard it before. “You in there, you awake?” the voice asked. “Can I come in?” I walked over to the door. I peeked through the hole and saw a small woman. She was brunette, petite, I couldn’t tell her body type, and she was wearing a big baggy sweatshirt. I opened the door and peeked around it. Read more »
Professor and student put on sexy show.
*Chapter 11 Peeping Tom*
It was just after supper; as I headed to an evening class with Professor Sandra Minx. While I wheeled along the path; I could feel my manhood growing; as I thought about my meeting with Cynthia and her mother the previous weekend. The two insatiable women had worn me out. By the time I reached the building where the class was being held my musings had given me a raging hard on. I wanted to go to the bathroom to jerk off, but I did not have the time. I would just have to hide my erection; hoping it would diminish during the class.
*Chapter 11 Peeping Tom*
It was just after supper; as I headed to an evening class with Professor Sandra Minx. While I wheeled along the path; I could feel my manhood growing; as I thought about my meeting with Cynthia and her mother the previous weekend. The two insatiable women had worn me out. By the time I reached the building where the class was being held my musings had given me a raging hard on. I wanted to go to the bathroom to jerk off, but I did not have the time. I would just have to hide my erection; hoping it would diminish during the class. Read more »
A harried single father hires a nanny.
"Author's Note: This is the first part of a four-part story. If you are looking for a quickie "stroke and cum" story you might want to select something else to read. For those who enjoy plot and character development and a long build-up to a rousing conclusion, please feel free to follow along this special tale."
Mitchell couldn't remember exactly the first time he had seen Emily, but he could certainly remember the first time he noticed her. Sure, there was the first time they met but that hardly counts. He was so concerned that day with only the basic necessities, food, shelter, warmth, and his kids. The way he looked upon her then was far, far different from the way he looked at her now. Was it the day after her ... or was it the day before? But wait, I'm already jumping ahead of the story and really need to go back to the beginning. Let's start a little over a year ago, when it was almost fall and Mitchell was sitting on his backyard deck having a beer with his old friend, Stuart.
“Author’s Note: This is the first part of a four-part story. If you are looking for a quickie “stroke and cum” story you might want to select something else to read. For those who enjoy plot and character development and a long build-up to a rousing conclusion, please feel free to follow along this special tale.”
Mitchell couldn’t remember exactly the first time he had seen Emily, but he could certainly remember the first time he noticed her. Sure, there was the first time they met but that hardly counts. He was so concerned that day with only the basic necessities, food, shelter, warmth, and his kids. The way he looked upon her then was far, far different from the way he looked at her now. Was it the day after her … or was it the day before? But wait, I’m already jumping ahead of the story and really need to go back to the beginning. Let’s start a little over a year ago, when it was almost fall and Mitchell was sitting on his backyard deck having a beer with his old friend, Stuart. Read more »
MacKenzie opens his heart to Shana.
MacKenzie Miles stared at the beautiful woman, unsure of what he'd just heard. "What?"
"You heard me." Shana wanted to sound sure of herself but her voice broke and she didn't know how to cover that.
"Yes, I did." He took a breath, giving her a teasing rub and moved over her, his cock throbbing with a heartbeat of its own. "So what do you want me to do about it?"
He was surprised to see tears forming in her eyes and swooped down to kiss them away, angry at himself for not realizing how fragile she was. She had opened herself up to him and he had responded like an insensitive cad. "I'm sorry, Shana. Don't cry." He paused, wiping the tear tracks from her cheeks. "I just don't know how to follow that up."
MacKenzie Miles stared at the beautiful woman, unsure of what he’d just heard. “What?”
“You heard me.” Shana wanted to sound sure of herself but her voice broke and she didn’t know how to cover that.
“Yes, I did.” He took a breath, giving her a teasing rub and moved over her, his cock throbbing with a heartbeat of its own. “So what do you want me to do about it?”
He was surprised to see tears forming in her eyes and swooped down to kiss them away, angry at himself for not realizing how fragile she was. She had opened herself up to him and he had responded like an insensitive cad. “I’m sorry, Shana. Don’t cry.” He paused, wiping the tear tracks from her cheeks. “I just don’t know how to follow that up.” Read more »
