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You walk into the small room with its vaulting ceiling. The lights dim automatically as you take your seat in the comfortable green chair. A blond man walks across the darkened stage, and a spotlight hits his face, casting sharp shadows across its pale lines. He smiles at you, the sole patron of this most elegant club tonight.
“A private show?” he asks. You nod, waiting for him to announce the act. His smile deepens, as he steps back, gesturing grandly at the room around you. “Welcome to Wench Works! Tonight for your entertainment and…pleasure…we have a very special performance. [read more...]
Faster and still faster we thrust ourselves into/onto each other until we are each gasping for breath. Her head is thrown back, mouth open as, presently, I feel her body begin to shudder in the forewarnings of her orgasm. I, too, can feel the boiling surge building in my testicles. I grit my teeth to hold the inevitable at bay as long as I can.
When, finally, she can no longer hold out against the rushing tide of her release, the brunette drops down upon my pole one last time. She hooks her legs around my back. She buries her face in my neck, biting my shoulder through the material of my T-shirt. I feel her nails bite into my back. [read more...]
I remember watching her…..the way she moved. Her skirt gently folding to the crease of her ass. Her legs tight from the spikes she wore…the fish nets accenting her calves with a spider web of shadow. As I stood there memorized the world passed me by…lost in my vision of lust..I could almost feel her warmth…smell her sweetness. Her shoulders rocking…and barely a hint of her generous bosom when she moved just right. She must have felt my eyes upon her for she turned and looked straight at me. Fastened…my vision caught with her own. I smiled and she winked [read more...]
When I broke my right leg after being up at the resort for only a few days, I thought the good times were finished. But after a day or two, when all that was left of the skiing accident was my leg in a cast, I started to get friendly with Elizabeth. Sleek and slender with long auburn hair and cat-green eyes, she had the kind of boobs that made my mouth go dry. Her ski sweater filled to over-flowing.
Everyone was out on the slopes, and Elizabeth and I were in my room, laying in front of the fire. [read more...]
I collected my change and put a couple of bucks on the bar. I could not deside where to go next, I just knew I wanted to leave. This was a typical evening for me. Here I am out of town again, and can’t deside what I want to do first. There are two places I almost always visit, the adult book store, and the live nude dancer clubs. The book store is on the way I’ll stop there first, I finally decide.
Once out of the bar I headed for the car and tried to remember where I saw [read more...]
For the last five of six years of our marriage Linda and I have made aait a must to get away from our small community of friends and relatives and have a weekend just for the two of us. It’s easy when you combine business trips with an extra day or two and the fact that Linda’s parents live about three doors down the street.
The rule is that we plan something special like visiting historical sites, a museum, fishing, snow skiing, etc. It has to be something the two of us can enjoy. The second rule is that [read more...]
I remember when I took a leisurely ride to Lacey, NJ, to visit the Humane Society’s “Popcorn Zoo”, I took a wrong turn off Rt. 18 headed South. I thought I was making all the right turns, but somehow I wound up at the end of this dirt road. I came to a building that had a large kennel. Immediately I thought I had somehow made my way to the society’s head- quarters, but suddenly a large, buxom, blonde dressed in a leather girdle came out the door and told me to get out of my car.
She took me [read more...]
I went over to my friends apartment to play cards while my wife studied. My friend is a fellow student and his wife is a tall blond that I lust over. Her tits are small compared to my wife’s but she has a really nice butt. When they called me to come over, I agreed but jokingly said only if we played strip poker. They laughed at the idea, but knew there was a little bit seriousness in my joke.
I arrived and was greeted at the door by a bubbly, bouncing, Lisa (my friends wife). They offered me a [read more...]
We had met Carol and Jim at the party on Friday night. They seemed like such a cute couple. We exchanged phone numbers and promised to get together for dinner and good conversation in the near future. You really thought Carol was cute and frankly I did too. I guess I’ve always wanted to make love to a woman and she was just the type that attracted me…small, cute, beautifully shaped breasts…she seemed like a little doll. We even fantasized with each other before we went to sleep that night…but it was just fantasy. The next day Carol called and [read more...]
Ellen and I have been married 8 years. We were visiting Florida’s west coast and had rented a beach house. We were washing our Porsche at the back of the beach house between the grass and the sand which led to the water’s edge, and Ellen was a bit piqued at me for suggesting that she date another man. I don’t know why I found the idea exciting, but she didn’t know how to take the suggestion. Our conversation was interrupted by an art student walking up from the beach. He was dressed in a khaki shirt with epaulets and [read more...]
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