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You fuck in a dressing room.
I lay nestled in the crook of your arm breathing in hot, guilty air. I turn to my side and smile at you plaintively. I have scattered thoughts of regret and remorse but your confident smirk acts as a strong breeze and soon my head is empty.
My back is sweaty and gleams in the light when I sit up from the mattress. I shudder as you run your fingertips over my spine. My mind has already wandered back to dirty thoughts as I peer over my shoulder at your chiseled masculine form. New scenery is needed though... I tell you that I'd like you to come shopping with me, that I like having a male's input when looking for lingerie.
I lay nestled in the crook of your arm breathing in hot, guilty air. I turn to my side and smile at you plaintively. I have scattered thoughts of regret and remorse but your confident smirk acts as a strong breeze and soon my head is empty.
My back is sweaty and gleams in the light when I sit up from the mattress. I shudder as you run your fingertips over my spine. My mind has already wandered back to dirty thoughts as I peer over my shoulder at your chiseled masculine form. New scenery is needed though… I tell you that I’d like you to come shopping with me, that I like having a male’s input when looking for lingerie. Read more »
He broke the first rule!
"I wrote a short story a week or two ago, and the feedback response surprised me. I suppose I should have answered them all, but I simply am not ready for that yet, it is too soon to think of trying to find a mate."
I will, when the time is right, but now I am still trying to get used to this lonely house. I can almost hear Ted's fine strong voice, strumming his guitar, singing a song he wrote.
"I sit in my chair, my lonely room, I sip my bitter cold tea. I look around, there's no one here, I need someone here with me.."
“I wrote a short story a week or two ago, and the feedback response surprised me. I suppose I should have answered them all, but I simply am not ready for that yet, it is too soon to think of trying to find a mate.”
I will, when the time is right, but now I am still trying to get used to this lonely house. I can almost hear Ted’s fine strong voice, strumming his guitar, singing a song he wrote.
“I sit in my chair, my lonely room, I sip my bitter cold tea. I look around, there’s no one here, I need someone here with me..” Read more »
What a blind judge sees at a panty party.
Corky took his white cane along for the ride, but was not using it to guide his way. He was tagging along with his sighted roommate, Harry, lightly holding his elbow, sometimes a more efficient way to travel. Harry instinctively slowed just a bit when approaching an up-curb or a down-curb, and since he was always a half step ahead of his blind roommate, Corky "got the message" and accommodated. They zipped right along, chattering and excited.
At least Corky was excited. He had burst into their dorm room a half hour before, shouting, "Harry, Harry, are you here? I just got my fucking keys!"
Corky took his white cane along for the ride, but was not using it to guide his way. He was tagging along with his sighted roommate, Harry, lightly holding his elbow, sometimes a more efficient way to travel. Harry instinctively slowed just a bit when approaching an up-curb or a down-curb, and since he was always a half step ahead of his blind roommate, Corky “got the message” and accommodated. They zipped right along, chattering and excited.
At least Corky was excited. He had burst into their dorm room a half hour before, shouting, “Harry, Harry, are you here? I just got my fucking keys!” Read more »
A wife tries to surprise hubby for his Birthday.
When I woke up on Saturday morning my bed was empty. My husband had to work -- on his own birthday! I agree, it is totally unfair, but he had to install the new lighting system and one-way mirrors in the dressing rooms at 'The G String', a bikini store he manages in Venice Beach. In order to ensure the dressing rooms would be monitored properly tiny lights will be activated each time the dressing room doors are opened; my husband, so clever.
It seems there is a new style that is quite popular this season and, unfortunately, the girls are stealing them. He intends on hiring some women to man the mirrors in the near future, but today he is going to do it himself: says it is to make certain everything works as advertised ... yeah right. No really, I don't mind him looking at some hotties from the beach, he is the "looky no touchy" sort of husband, so just one day of peeping isn't going to get me too concerned; and besides, it will work out great for my birthday surprise. I'm going to be his personal, 'lil hotty'.
When I woke up on Saturday morning my bed was empty. My husband had to work — on his own birthday! I agree, it is totally unfair, but he had to install the new lighting system and one-way mirrors in the dressing rooms at ‘The G String’, a bikini store he manages in Venice Beach. In order to ensure the dressing rooms would be monitored properly tiny lights will be activated each time the dressing room doors are opened; my husband, so clever.
It seems there is a new style that is quite popular this season and, unfortunately, the girls are stealing them. He intends on hiring some women to man the mirrors in the near future, but today he is going to do it himself: says it is to make certain everything works as advertised … yeah right. No really, I don’t mind him looking at some hotties from the beach, he is the “looky no touchy” sort of husband, so just one day of peeping isn’t going to get me too concerned; and besides, it will work out great for my birthday surprise. I’m going to be his personal, ‘lil hotty’. Read more »
Two strangers travel together by train.
One short note about trains and their cars. This story took place in France, where for the "Corail" trains, two types of cars exist. Some cars are split in two, each half seating about 50 passengers. Other cars, that are older, are divided in compartments that seat 8, separated from the corridor by a glass-paneled sliding door fitted with curtains.
One year ago, I got promoted. Everything was fine, and still is. I enjoy a better salary, new responsibilities, but my new office is 80 km (50 miles) from home, so I have to take the train every day, for a 60-minute journey.
One short note about trains and their cars. This story took place in France, where for the “Corail” trains, two types of cars exist. Some cars are split in two, each half seating about 50 passengers. Other cars, that are older, are divided in compartments that seat 8, separated from the corridor by a glass-paneled sliding door fitted with curtains.
One year ago, I got promoted. Everything was fine, and still is. I enjoy a better salary, new responsibilities, but my new office is 80 km (50 miles) from home, so I have to take the train every day, for a 60-minute journey. Read more »
Wife is exposed for exposing herself.
Before hubby and I got married we once shared a beach house with two other couples for a long summer weekend. The guys who shared the house with us were close friends of hubby, while the other girls were their respective girlfriends. The two other girls by the way, were also best friends and had known hubby and his friends since they were kids. So you see, I was what you would call the odd girl in the group, since I really wasn't that close to any of the others and had only gotten to know them through hubby.
Before hubby and I got married we once shared a beach house with two other couples for a long summer weekend. The guys who shared the house with us were close friends of hubby, while the other girls were their respective girlfriends. The two other girls by the way, were also best friends and had known hubby and his friends since they were kids. So you see, I was what you would call the odd girl in the group, since I really wasn’t that close to any of the others and had only gotten to know them through hubby. Read more »
Teri's 8 commandments leave Patricia out of control
It was a foolish bet. Patricia should have known she couldn't walk the curb to the end of the block, after they had been partying for a few hours, but they were giggling and she was carefully putting one foot in front of the other when Teri offered... an evening in Patricia 's absolute control if she could continue to the end of the block without falling off, and an evening with her in Teri's control if she couldn't. It was an enticing thought... to have her tall slim girlfriend do whatever she bid. She almost made it, too, but let her mind wander to the possibilities, caught her toe and off she went.
It was a foolish bet. Patricia should have known she couldn’t walk the curb to the end of the block, after they had been partying for a few hours, but they were giggling and she was carefully putting one foot in front of the other when Teri offered… an evening in Patricia ’s absolute control if she could continue to the end of the block without falling off, and an evening with her in Teri’s control if she couldn’t. It was an enticing thought… to have her tall slim girlfriend do whatever she bid. She almost made it, too, but let her mind wander to the possibilities, caught her toe and off she went. Read more »
John gives my wife a massage.
*John Comes in for a Little Wine*
I passed John"s car on the interstate and, trying not to speed, hurried home. I parked the car across the street and ran into the darkened house. I turned on a floor lamp near the wall with the peephole, then a small reading lamp on one end table. I wanted the couch and the carpeted area in front of it well lighted. I then rushed down the hall and quickly took a whiz.
Only a few minutes after the toilet stopped flushing, I heard John"s car pull up in front. I didn"t watch the two of them approach the house but went immediately to the closet from where, through a peephole, I knew I"d be able to watch (and hear) whatever went on in the living room. I heard the door open, John saying something, and Nancy laughing. Then they entered together. She still had her heavy sweater draped over her arm and he was carrying her book bag. She took the bag from him and, after dropping her keys in it, set it down by the couch. Her blouse, I noticed, was just as unbuttoned as it had been in the bar. My beautiful wife was still showing plenty of breast.
*John Comes in for a Little Wine*
I passed John”s car on the interstate and, trying not to speed, hurried home. I parked the car across the street and ran into the darkened house. I turned on a floor lamp near the wall with the peephole, then a small reading lamp on one end table. I wanted the couch and the carpeted area in front of it well lighted. I then rushed down the hall and quickly took a whiz.
Only a few minutes after the toilet stopped flushing, I heard John”s car pull up in front. I didn”t watch the two of them approach the house but went immediately to the closet from where, through a peephole, I knew I”d be able to watch (and hear) whatever went on in the living room. I heard the door open, John saying something, and Nancy laughing. Then they entered together. She still had her heavy sweater draped over her arm and he was carrying her book bag. She took the bag from him and, after dropping her keys in it, set it down by the couch. Her blouse, I noticed, was just as unbuttoned as it had been in the bar. My beautiful wife was still showing plenty of breast. Read more »
Kate's first night with Barbara's family.
Friday, just before 2pm in the afternoon immediately prior to the last show for the week, Kate asked at reception for me. Cat showed her into my office and left to get ready for the 2-30pm show.
"I'll get everything ready so that you can spend time with Kate." She offered.
I indicated the guest chair opposite my desk and Kate sat, nervously lifting her dress and opening her legs to display her freshly shaven vagina in the position I had taught her. There was a new confidence in her bearing. She smiled shyly and apologised for arriving early. I told her that I couldn't be more pleased to see her and invited her to see our show. I reassured her that I would pick a table at the rear of the room and ordered her a nice pot of tea to drink during the show. I asked her if she had worn my gift dress yet and she patted her bag and told me that she had it with her.
Friday, just before 2pm in the afternoon immediately prior to the last show for the week, Kate asked at reception for me. Cat showed her into my office and left to get ready for the 2-30pm show.
“I’ll get everything ready so that you can spend time with Kate.” She offered.
I indicated the guest chair opposite my desk and Kate sat, nervously lifting her dress and opening her legs to display her freshly shaven vagina in the position I had taught her. There was a new confidence in her bearing. She smiled shyly and apologised for arriving early. I told her that I couldn’t be more pleased to see her and invited her to see our show. I reassured her that I would pick a table at the rear of the room and ordered her a nice pot of tea to drink during the show. I asked her if she had worn my gift dress yet and she patted her bag and told me that she had it with her. Read more »
Young lady is humiliated during pool game.
"Hi all this is my 1st story in Literotica. I have help in editing this from fast_flash (thanks!). Hope you like it and encourage me to submit more stories!"
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This is a true story that had happened almost 6 years ago. I am 27 now. I am a very sexy lady (178cm high, 51Kgr, 90-52-87), long black hair, black eyes, long legs and a tanned body, including tits since I always swim topless. I also have a shaved pussy. Six years ago at age 21 I was lusted after by men everywhere I went.
“Hi all this is my 1st story in Literotica. I have help in editing this from fast_flash (thanks!). Hope you like it and encourage me to submit more stories!”
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This is a true story that had happened almost 6 years ago. I am 27 now. I am a very sexy lady (178cm high, 51Kgr, 90-52-87), long black hair, black eyes, long legs and a tanned body, including tits since I always swim topless. I also have a shaved pussy. Six years ago at age 21 I was lusted after by men everywhere I went. Read more »