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Posts from — February 2012

Stay My Whore

Stay My Whore

The sarcasm wasn’t the only thing dripping.  Your cum was running down my cheek, dripping down onto my breast. I make a motion to move and you stop me. ” No, stay just like that for a moment,” you say as you reach for the table next to me.  Your camera is there and you take the picture before I can protest.  My hair is tousled from your hands, my lips are full and pouty, your cum is everywhere, it is one of the hottest pictures I have ever seen of myself.  “I want a copy of that, and no photo sharing,” I laughingly tease.  I glance over, and I see it, hardly believing my eyes.  Though I knew it would be there.   A wad a cash, fanned out just so on the table.  I look back at you and you have this grin on your face, showing those damn sexy dimples.  “I told you I pay my whores well,” that grin still in place.  “But, for now, let’s move into the bedroom, there is a tight little ass that I plan on fucking hard tonight!” He took my hand and walked me to the bedroom and stopped at the door.  “So, are you going to stay my whore for the night?” He asked it so casually, yet, it was the question, the one he has been waiting all of this time to get an answer for.

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February 10, 2012   No Comments

A Private Dance

Carla

I was horny.  Plain and simple.  I hadn’t been fucked in who knows how long and I was so wired, once slight touch and I would explode.  I had no patience for anything, least of all this annoying printer!  Damn, why won’t this stupid cartridge go back into place?  I hate office equipment.  I slammed the cover down in hopes that it would do the trick but so such luck.  I needed to print out this report or my ass would be in a sling.  Glad my boss wasn’t going to be back until the morning, it might be a late night at this rate.

I sighed, what the fuck?  I just can’t take this anymore.  I rub my hands tiredly over my face, totally exasperated.  It was already late, just about everyone else had gone home.  Not me, though, trooper that I am, I stayed to get the job done and look what it fucking gets me?  A jammed printer and a broken nail from slamming the lid down.   Maybe I can reroute it to the printer in the other department.  Damn, it has been a while since I had to configure my printers, but yes, that should do it.

Look at that, maybe I can actually get home to have dinner and a hot bath to get myself off.  Ha!  I can’t believe that is what I am looking forward to I think as I walk down the corridor and through the double doors to the next department.  Just like my offices, this one is empty, a stray desk light left on here and there but looks like solitude for Carla again.

Ok, document in queue, print, YES!  Finally, it is working!  I am so happy I start doing this stupid little dance, like that of a stripper on a pole, only the printer is the pole!   As I do my final bend, my arms paying homage to the printer before bending completely, my ass raised high, my hands then travel up my legs, lifting my skirt slightly to reveal the sexy red thong I chose to wear.  I laugh to myself, a little breathless, as I go to remove my document from the tray.

That is when I heard the applause.  I turned, oh shit, the senior vice president, I was doomed!  I searched my mind, but couldn’t think of a single thing to say.

Then he spoke first, “So, what would I have to do to get a private dance?”

Carla replies………

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February 8, 2012   No Comments

“Yes, Madame Virginia” Said The Peeping Tom

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You are going to do exactly as you are told.  I don’t want to hear a single protest come out of your mouth.  You were peeping through my windows, Tom.  You are an actual “Peeping Tom” and after all of this time living up the street from your family.  What do you think they would say?  You may be grown up, but that just means you get “grown up” punishment.  Do you understand me?  What is that?  I can’t quite hear you?”

“Yes, Madame Virginia” said the peeping Tom.

“Good, that is exactly how you are going to respond.  Now, take off your clothes.  Don’t even hesitate.  You wanted to watch, well now, so do I.  Take of your underwear too, don’t be shy, I have seen plenty of men before you, honey.  Oh, sporting a chubby there are you now?  No, don’t hide it.  You have nothing to be ashamed about.  Take it in your hand, Tom, just like you were outside my window. Stroke it, let me watch you.  You were watching me, while I was in my bed.  You watched me touch myself, didn’t you?  What’s that?”

“Yes, Madame Virginia” said the peeping Tom.

“Now, you can watch me a little closer.  Did you like the way I looked with my legs spread wide on the bed, my big pink dildo sliding inside?  Did you like the way my nipples got hard, just like this?”  I pinch and play with them, they are fully erect.  I stand next to you now, my breasts fully exposed, slowly sliding my panties down.  I am close, you can inhale the musky scent of me, I smell like sex and your cock is almost purple you are stroking it so wildly.  “What’s that?”

“Yes, Madame Virginia” said the peeping Tom.

“Come, I want to show you what else you can do with that big dick in your hand.  You are going to be my new toy.  I am going to use that sexy mouth of yours first.  Next, those fingers are going to touch me just like that dildo.  Then, I am going to take this throbbing, achingly hard cock and fuck the hell out of you.  My peeping Tom better be a good fuck and know how to use that thick 9″ cock I see in your hand.  Do you know how to FUCK Tom?  Do you know how to use that sexy rod between your legs?  Are you good? What’s that?”

“Yes, Madame Virginia” said the peeping Tom.

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February 5, 2012   No Comments

New Pitcher On The Mound

Gwen

I laughed as I looked from Rob and then back to Frank.  This was quite an opportunity, definitely on any mature woman’s bucket list.  Did I even have to think about it, hell no!  I had the new pitcher on the mound already, and the catcher was coming up behind me.  Just as I am about to suck on Rob’s cock I say, “Well, this is a team effort, right?”

I rolled onto my hands and knees and say to Frank, “Frank, fuck me doggie style so I can have Rob pump his cock into my mouth.”  The guys did as they were told.  They wanted a woman with experience, they got one!   I was going to show them every trick in the book.  The next time they fuck some poor little sweetie, she is going to have to be a superstar if she wants to keep either of these delicious cocks!   It wasn’t like I took a vacation far from home and the guys didn’t travel very far for their playoffs either, the hotels were just very easy little treats.  The idea that I might be able to fuck these hot studs every once in a while made me extra generous to each of their cocks.

I fucked them every which way I knew how.  It was apparently their day off, they didn’t have a game until tomorrow and it is amazing how much stamina an athlete can have.  I rode Frank while Rob fucked my ass, I felt their hot loads everywhere, in my ass, my pussy, my mouth and all over my body.  I was a total cum whore and I was thoroughly enjoying myself, and so were they.  As the three of us lay there in the bed, my body nestled between the two of them, they ask how many more days will I be at the hotel.  Their last game for the championship is tomorrow and they want me to be their private little cheering squad.  After the game, they can do whatever they want for as long as they want.  With a cock in each hand, I start stroking them, coaxing them back into hardness and say, “Fuck me again and I will upgrade to the suite for tomorrow and the next night and we will see if you can keep up with me!”

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February 3, 2012   No Comments