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19 November 06 - 14:18Grinding In The Sand - porn Story 42


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I lay there on the beach soaking up the sun. The day just couldn’t get any better. I was thousands of miles from work, rush hour traffic, anyone I knew and I didn’t have a damned thing planned. As I watched the waves roll in and back out again I began to think about the nightlife here. I can’t very well sit on the beach the entire time. I mean I loved it, but I needed to get my blood pumping. Some excitement! I swung by the front desk of the resort I was staying at and asked what they did to pass their time. I didn’t want to go to a tourist spot, I wanted a real place, where they didn’t jack up the prices and have a bunch of rich “to-dos” rubbing in that they are rolling in money. I hate that. It took me three years to save up for this trip. So I wanted to be around people like me, real people. They told me about a club on the other side of the island, a little hole in the wall. I thanked them and headed up to my room.

I went through my clothes and got out my favorite outfit. It screamed fuck me! I loved the attention I got when I wore it. A black leather mini skirt
that barely covered my round ass, and a black off the shoulders blouse that
had an extremely low neck line. Well it was more of a breast line since it showed them off quite nicely. I had to wear a shelf bra when I wore that shirt and it forced my tits up accenting my cleavage. I quickly showered, got dressed and took a look at myself in the mirror. Oh damn I looked good. My breasts looked as though they were going to pop out of my shirt.

I finally found the club. They weren’t kidding, it was a little hole in the wall. Definitely not a place the “richy-rich” would go. I heard the music thumping even before I got inside. I paid my five-dollar cover charge and was in. The place was dimly lit, aside from the flashing lights around the dance floor. I worked my way around to the bar and ordered a drink.

I spun around on my stool and surveyed the place. Lots of people there, it was bigger than it looked from the outside. After a few moments of gathering my nerve I made way to the dance floor. I easily picked up the beat and began to sway my hips. The floor was crowded and I kept bumping into people. No one minded, I guess they were used to it. I was lost in the music, and the drink I had went straight to my head. I felt someone consistently bumping against me from behind, so I thought I’d play along. I took a step back and let my ass rub against them.

As the fast paced song faded into a slow one, I thought for sure the person behind me was going to leave. To my surprise I felt their hands move around my waist and as they leaned in closer I felt her tits against my back. I smiled. A chic! I let down my guard and leaned into her. I could smell her shampoo. I felt tingles travel along my spine and the longer we danced the more turned on I got.

After the song ended she tugged at my hips, letting me know she wanted to go sit down. We got to a table and she ordered two beers. “So where are ya from sexy?” I smiled, “Florida. I’m down here for a month.” She smiled. We made light conversation as we felt each other out. Out of no where she asked if I wanted to get out of there and go some place quiet. I nodded.

We walked a few blocks and were at the beach. “Well I guess I can spend the night on the beach too,” I thought and laughed. She grabbed my hand and looked up at me. “What’s so funny?” “Oh nothing.” She leaned in and kissed me. I was shocked. We walked for a little while long and ended up between a few sand dunes. She turned to me and grabbed my hands, pressing her lips against mine again. I should have been nervous about being with a complete stranger in the middle of night, alone.

She eased us down to the sand and lay on top of me. She quickly popped my tits out from the neckline of my blouse. Her warm breath against my skin sent waves of excitement up my spine. She flicked her tongue like a serpent over my hardening nipples as her hands worked my skirt up past my hips. My panties were no match for her and lay beside me in an instant. The sand pressed into my skin as she moved down my body. She wasn’t playing around, she was getting right to the point.

She pressed her face against my mound, resting her chin right at the top of my slit. With a final look up she plunged her tongue into my wet pussy. My moans were lost in the crashing of the waves. As her tongue circled around my clit, never actually touching, I whimpered and squirmed. I was so horny, I wanted her to tongue fuck me, not tease me. Her flattened tongue finally ran over my clit setting fireworks off in my body. I quickly slipped my fingers into her thick black hair and began to grind my hips against her face. Faster and faster she swirled her tongue over and around my throbbing slit until I exploded. My juices flowed freely into her mouth. She buried her face into my pussy causing my climax to go further, and coat her face in my slick fluids.

I didn’t wait until my orgasm was over before I sat up and rolled her over. I wanted to taste her! It was my turn. I quickly removed her tight shorts. Her mocha skin was covered in sand and glistened in the moonlight. I didn’t care about the sand and went straight for her snatch. My nose was filled with her musky scent. I playfully slicked her lips and watched her squirm before slipping my tongue deep into her pussy. She tightened her thighs around the side of my head as I ate her out. She tasted delicious, sweet and salty at the same time. My tongue wagged wildly over her clit and plunged deep into her wetness like a little cock. After a few moments I slipped my finger deep inside her and I felt her muscles squeeze tightly around it. I continued to lick and suck her clit as I worked my finger in and out of her sweetness.

She writhed in the sand like someone possessed and tightened her grip around my head with her thighs. She was going to cum. I licked harder and faster, her black pubic hair tickling my nose. I felt her hand grab a handful of my hair and push hard. Her pussy began to spasm and her juices covered my finger. She shuddered and then her moans died out. I moved my way up her body and kissed her deeply, our juices mixing in our mouths. We lay there for a while, gathering the strength to stand up. Once we did, I took her back to my place and introduced her to some of my toys. It was the best vacation I’ve ever had.

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18 November 06 - 14:10Pick me Up - Porn Storie 41

Leeann sat at the bar, forehead in her palm, staring at her almost empty glass of wine. Despair ran through her body like her own blood. She brushed back her red hair and closed her eyes tightly to keep from crying. The job was no high flyer, but she didn’t want to go back to waiting tables. She clenched her teeth. Damn it, damn it, damn it.

She heard someone sit down and felt a presence beside her. She knew better. She didn’t want to go home with any old dick just for some quickie to take her mind off her troubles. No, Leeann knew that it could only lead to more problems.

“You want a refill on that, sister?”

Leeann hesitated for a moment. It was a woman’s voice asking her, not some stud trying to get her on the rebound. Oh she could use that drink and a little girl talk. “Yes, please,” Leeann replied. She opened her eyes and looked over. The woman who sat there looked vaguely familiar. Her name was ….

“Shauna,” the woman said with a smile. He teeth were white and even.

She was a large woman: tall even sitting on the bar stool, sporting what could only be described as a long, thick, brown, mane of hair.

It was as if she had read Leeann’s mind.

“I noticed you sitting here. You worked at the store too, right? seasonal and household goods?”

“Yes, that’s right. I knew you looked familiar.

“I think we mostly worked opposite shifts.”

The bartender put a second glass of wine in front of Leeann.
She took a sip. “This isn’t usually my scene, you know, in the bar after a bad day, but I got it from both sides today.”

“You got your pink slip?”

“Yeah, and when I got home I found out that my man had traded me in for an ex-cheerleader.”

“Awe, Darlin’ that hurts.” Shauna draped her arm across Leeann’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, we’ll sit here and have a few drinks and a few laughs and put it all behind us.”

Leeann drank and they talked about the store. She felt the warm glow of wine as their conversion became more personal. “He was good in bed,” she confessed. “And he was excellent with his tongue.” Leeann put her hand over her mouth, and then giggled. “Oh, I can’t believe I just said that!” She took another gulp of wine.

Shauna smirked, “He was that good, huh.”
"You couldn't even begin to imagine."
Shauna leaned closer. "I don't know about that. I've gotten some good head in my time."

"Really? You're the first woman I've met in a long time who thought her man was even competent at giving head." Leeann giggled again. "I swear, I am so not like this, talking about my sex life." She slapped her hand on the bar and leaned closer to Shauna. "Was there something your man did that just made you wild?"

Shauna put her hand gently on Leeann’s. "I never said it was a man."
Leeann froze, then slowly looked at Shauna.

"Look, all I can say is that never a man was born that could lick pussy the way a woman can lick a pussy. A man just can’t know."

Leeann found herself aroused at the thought of having another woman's soft, knowing mouth guiding her to orgasm. She felt her cheeks get hot and her pussy tingle.

Shauna leaned in close, putting her mouth close to Leeann’s ear. “Darlin’ I only even mentioned it because you look so down. I thought a real expert licking would a real ‘pick-me-up’ for you.” She gave Leeann’s hand a little squeeze. “I didn’t mean to offend you, and I won’t be offended if you say no.”

Leeann looked back at Shauna. Being with a woman wasn’t something that she’d ever thought much about except in her most intimate fantasies. She realized the generosity and selflessness with which Shauna made the offer. She knew it was just what she needed. Leeann pulled her hand out from under Shauna’s and placed it on top, giving her hand a little squeeze.

Shauna met Leeann’s gaze. They locked eyes for a moment, both sensing what was about to happen. “Please,” Leeann said. “I could really use a good friend with a good tongue.”

Shauna smiled and nodded. She tossed some money on the bar to cover the tab. “Stop in the ladies room.”

Leeann did as she was told and went right to the ladies room with Shauna following close behind. Inside, Shauna cocked an ear, listening for anyone else. Determining that it was empty, Shauna motioned to the last stall. “In there,” she said.

Leeann entered with Shauna right behind. Shauna locked the stall and gently put her big strong arms around Leeann. “It’s going to be okay Darlin’. Everything is going to turn out all right. Just relax and let those job blues wash away; let me lick them off you.” She caressed Leeann, holding her close with one arm and with her free hand rubbing her breasts and thighs and ass. She kissed Leeann’s throat gently and then with a little tongue swirl. She kissed her way from the base of her throat to her ear where she began nibbling.

Leeann could not help but reacting. Shauna knew how to make a girl feel wanted and loved. She hugged Shauna tightly and began kissing her soft, powerful throat. A small gasp left Shauna’s mouth, letting Leeann know that she was on the right track.

Without speaking, they began kissing. Quietly, softly, gently, lips exploring the mouth of the other. Tongues reached out, flicked, licked, retreated and advanced again.

Shauna let her hands roam freely over Leeann’s body. She placed one hand wide across her back to keep her close. The other hand she used to unbutton her shirt. Within a moment she had Leeann’s bare breasts popped out of her shirt and bra. Her breasts were large and pale; her nipples were dainty, pink and erect.

Shauna cupped one breast in her hand and rubbed her nipple with her thumbnail. Leeann inhaled sharply, briefly wincing, then slowly relaxing. "Oh, it feels so good." Shauna bent her head down and put her mouth to the redhead's breast, sucking her nipple.

As she suckled, Shauna gathered up Leeann’s skirt and pulled it up around her hips. She put her hand on Leeann’s pussy and could feel raw heat. “I want to lick you now,” Shauna whispered. She pulled Leeann’s panties down to her ankles and had her step out of them. She put her hand on Leeann’s pussy. “Oh Darlin’, you’re SO wet.” Shauna maneuvered Leeann so that her back was against the wall. She squatted in front of her, then gently guided Leeann’s thigh up and over her own shoulder. She smelled Leeann’s pussy musk and began with soft kisses on her inner thighs while gently caressing her ass.

Leeann whimpered and trembled. She had never even imagined something like this.

Shauna pushed her face into Leeann’s wet, red curls; they tickled her nose. She gently spread her new friend’s labia and then started with gentle flicks of the tongue against her engorged clit. Slowly, she licked all the way from her clit down deep, digging with her tongue. Her nose was deep in Leeann’s cunt when she used her powerful neck to shake her head back and forth.

Leeann moaned and pressed her crotch into Shauna’s mouth. Every flick, every movement of her tongue was perfect. Shauna picked up the pace of her tongue thrusts, enjoying her excursion into Leeann’s velvety cunt.

Leeann’s whole body began to quiver with excitement and orgasmic anticipation. Her thighs quivered, her breasts jiggled, and deep inside, low, behind her pubes she felt a rising tension, a intensifying heat. She placed her hands on the back of Shauna’s head and pulled her face harder to her pussy. "Oh yes," she whined. Shauna’s tongue was heavenly. It kept going and going and then Leeann could hold out no longer. She let out a long, low, loud moan; and another and another. He ass muscles were cramping. Her pussy was convulsing and she felt like she would end up as a puddle on the floor if this crazy woman didn’t stop licking her. She moaned loudly again and gushed. There was nothing she could do but let the sweet orgasmic release rip though her body like a tidal wave over a village.

Shauna paused her licking, knowing that Leeann was satisfied. But she couldn’t help herself. Shauna indulged in one more lick causing Leeann to grunt sharply. Leeann pulled at Shauna’s thick mane, trying to get that wonderful loving mouth out of her cunt while she recovered.

Shauna stood up.

Leeann kissed her full on the mouth, deeply. A tear ran from the corner of Leeann’s eye. “Thank you, oh, thank you. I needed that so much tonight.” Leeann kissed her again and again. “What do you want? Please, tell me,” Leeann begged. “I will do anything for you.”

Shauna grinned. “Don’t you worry. I have some ideas. She unlocked the door of the stall and walked out. “We can talk about them on the way to my place.”

Leeann put her breasts back in her shirt, her panties in her pocketbook, and followed Shauna out the door.

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18 November 06 - 13:57Morning Roomie - Porn storie 40

I smacked the alarm clock hard, I didn’t remember if I set it or not. God, another early morning and cold as hell. I didn’t want to get out of my nice cozy bed. I cracked open one eye and tried to see what time it actually was before I woke up completely. I am one of those types that think that the extra fifteen minutes of sleep would actually do me some good. It was almost seven am and definitely time to get up. I slowly got out of bed, dreading the fact I had to leave my warm cocoon. I stood up and stretched, my t-shirt rose up letting the cool air touch my skin. I wandered into the kitchen and found Nina waiting for the coffee pot to finish brewing. “Morning roomie.” She said not so bright eyed. “Morning babe, sleep well?” She nodded. She was always up this early, even on the weekends. She made me sick.

I leaned up against the counter, my bare ass touching the cool cabinets below, as I sipped on my orange juice. I looked over at Nina. She was in a tank top and I could see her nipples pushing hard against the thin fabric. “Girl, aren’t you cold in just that?” “No, why do you ask?” I stuck out my chest and wiggled my tits at her. She looked down at her own and noticed her erect nipples. The light shade of pink that touched her cheeks was cute. “Oh.” She said a bit more embarrassed than I had expected. “I’m not cold though, they are hard for another reason.” She giggled as she poured her cup of coffee. “What do you mean? You got someone in your room?” I asked with a smirk. “Nope, just thinking of someone I want in my room.” Again she blushed. I couldn’t understand why she was so embarrassed. We were both women, we’d always talked about whom we were hot for and now all this coyness.

She looked at me over the edge of her coffee cup and winked. It hit me, “Wait a sec… you mean … me?” She smiled brightly as soon as those words left my mouth. I about fell over. No fucking wonder she was beating around the bush. “Hon, you should have said something a long time ago. I’ve wanted to get into your pants ever since ya moved in.” We both giggled, not sure how to react.

We headed into the living room and plopped down onto the couch. We sat in silence for a while as the morning cartoons played. What she said in the kitchen had my mind going. I couldn’t stand it any longer and put down my orange juice. I leaned over to her and slid my hand up her bare thigh. She turned and looked at me as soon as my hand touched her. A smiled danced across her face. “So roomie, wanna play?” I asked. She just nodded.

I started to nibble at her neck, leaving my hand on her thigh. As I continued she leaned back against the arm of the couch making me lay on top of her. My body pressed against hers. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against the thin fabric of her tank top. I moved up her neck and our lips met. I kissed her deeply, letting my tongue probe her mouth for the first time. My entire body tingled as she ran her fingertips lightly along my sides, pausing to cup the sides of my breasts.

I let my hands move down to the hem of her shirt and slipped my hands underneath it, slowly pulling up her shirt as my hands moved up her body. Her perfect tits were revealed and I took advantage of her, since her tank top was over her head and had her arms pinned above her head. I let my tongue swirl around her nipples making them glisten in the light. I rolled my tongue around each one, gently taking them into my mouth one at a time. Her soft moans urged me on. I sat back and held her arms in place as I blew lightly across her chest, making her nipples even harder and goose bumps rise over her skin. I figured I had teased her enough. Her tank top was off and on the floor in an instant.

She smiled up at me and removed my t-shirt. Her hands moved up my tummy to my breasts, gently cupping them in her soft hands. It felt so good. I felt myself grow moist as she kneaded my breasts and lightly rolled my sensitive nipples between her fingers. I leaned down and kissed her again, our tongues twirling in our mouths. I moved from her mouth, letting my soft lips press against her skin as I moved down her neck to her breasts again. I grazed her nipples lightly with my teeth then sucked them into my mouth, caressing them with the tip of my tongue.

Her breathing began to quicken as I slowly made my way further down her body. I let my hands wander, tracing delicate circles along her flesh with my fingertips, then kneading her breasts and then back to the butterfly soft touches. My lips kissed their way down her tummy to her trimmed mound. I could smell her musky but sweet scent now. As soon as it hit my nose, my mouth began to water. I wanted to taste her so badly it ached.

I blew across her pussy lips, my warm breath washing over them. I looked up and watched her squirm in anticipation. I slipped my tongue from my mouth and pressed against her wetness easily finding her engorged clit. I lapped at her slit, stroking her clit with every up stroke. Her hands found their way to the back of my head and her fingers weaved into my hair. The more I licked her the more pressure she applied to the back of my head.

My nose was firmly pressed against her trimmed black hair as I worked my tongue around her clit. She started to rock her hips into my face, her pussy smelled so sweet. I wanted to hear her cum so I slipped my middle finger into her tight hole and wiggled it against her g-spot. The gasp that came from her filled the room and quickly became a moan as she squeezed her muscles around my finger. I sped up my strokes against her clit as I continued to pump my finger in and out of her sweet pussy. Her moans became louder and louder with every thrust of her hips until her body tensed. She pushed hard against my head, forcing my face deeper into her pussy.

She was cumming! Her juices flowed freely into my mouth and coated my finger completely. Her moans were music to my ears and I worked her down from her peak. Her moans died down to just heavy breathing. I looked up at her and smiled, her face covered in content. I slowly made my way back up her body and kissed her firmly, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

“By the way hon, it’s Saturday and you didn’t have to get up.” I looked at her quizzically. “What do you mean?” She giggled lightly and replied, “I snuck into your room and set your alarm for this morning… I couldn’t hold in what I wanted anymore and I thought today would be the day I told you.” We both laughed. I wasn’t going to hold it against her.

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17 November 06 - 15:50Babysitter Rock - Sex story 39

My wife is a wonderful woman. She has a Masters Degree in Child Psychology, an excellent job, does volunteer counseling and is flat out gorgeous to boot. If all of that’s not enough, she’s also an excellent mother to our two children. Oh, I’m sure Jane and Bob sometimes thinks she’s a bit strict about certain things. But she really has their best interest in mind.

Take their television viewing, for instance. She doesn’t want them spending too much time in front of tube and she generally monitors what they’re watching. She even had me insert a spy cam in the TV room so that we can make sure the babysitters aren’t just plunking the kids in front of the set when they’re supposed to be doing other things. I’m in charge of checking the disks. My wife doesn’t get along with computers. Usually I check the disk the day after the babysitting session. This last disk, though, sat a bit longer. I was up against a few deadlines and let it slip. Little did I know what I was missing, but I know now.

Carol had been babysitting for us, off and on, since she was in high school. It was hard to believe she was now going to the local community college. We’d watch her grow up and, believe me; she was growing up just fine. When she was younger, her strawberry blonde hair and freckles gave her a tomboy look. She was now developing into quite a seductive young woman. Her lemon-sized tits had a lovely uplift, her cute little-boy butt had a tantalizing roundness that highlighted her tight, flat belly. I’m sure she was driving the college boys crazy. Heck, when she showed up in the pink tee shirt and tight white shorts to baby-sit, my groin was certainly impressed.

I’d been up late working on a presentation when I remembered that I hadn’t reviewed the disk. After I finished my work, I slipped the disk into my laptop and fired up the player. Carol had let the kids watch the Discovery Channel for an hour. The kids were on the couch, actually behaving themselves. Carol was sitting in my leather rocker-recliner. At the end of the hour she shut off the set and walked out of the room with the kids. All seemed well with the world. Since the camera was motion activated, I was then entertained with a few flashes of Carol’s fabulous bare legs as she went in and out of the room. The timer showed 22:30, the kids were asleep. I was just about to stop the viewer when I saw Carol return to the room. She had videotape in her hand. I watched her lovely tits bob as she put the tape in the VCR. I seemed to remember that she was wearing a bra when she showed up to baby-sit. It didn’t look like she was wearing one now.

She sat down on my recliner. I’d purchased that chair shortly after my back started giving me trouble. It had a built-in vibration mode and obviously Carol had discovered it because I saw her hand slide down to the switch. She sat back deep in the chair but didn’t recline. I remembered that the vibrations were much stronger on your butt and crotch if were sitting. It looked like she was unbuttoning her shorts. I selected the view of her in the chair and magnified it. Sure enough, she’d unbuttoned and unzipped her tight white shorts. My eyes widened when she slid her right hand into her panties.

She sat watching the tube and almost idly playing with her pussy. Her fingers were slowly sliding up and down inside her shorts. I tried selecting just her shorts and magnifying the view of her crotch but it was the resolution wasn’t good enough; I could see motion but not detail. I went back to the full body view and was glad I had. She’d moved her left hand under her tee shirt and was clutching her firm right boob. The fingers of her right hand were still working between her legs and, I don’t know whether from the tape she was watching or the sensations building inside her, but they seemed to be going about their job a bit more enthusiastically. Then she started rocking.

I’d bought the rocker recliner because my doctor told me that it might help my back. He didn’t say anything about it making my prick hard but watching Carol rocking in the chair while she rubbed her pussy and tit was certainly doing the job. I pulled my dick free as I saw her mouth open. I risked a little volume and heard her moaning to the type of bad jazz they have in porno movies. I turned the volume down a few notches. I didn’t want to wake my wife. I didn’t want to miss this show. It was getting good. Carol’s shapely legs were stretched straight out. Her rocking had intensified; she was pressing her hand against her pussy and rocking against it. I couldn’t tell whether she had any fingers inside her but from the way her face was contorted in sexual passion, I imagined that she did. Her mouth was slack and she was moaning louder, rocking harder, and tweaking a nipple underneath her pink shirt.

She was pumping her pussy pretty good, her sleek body writhing as she rocked. Her hips were jerking, the chair was rocking even faster, she brought her left hand down between her legs and rubbed them on the outside of her shorts as the right continued to plunge deeper and faster within her panties. She just about pushed her shorts into the crack of her ass when she arched off the chair, legs straight out, groaning with ecstasy, spasming again and again against her hands until she finally sprawled on the chair in erotic exhaustion. I came into a wad of Kleenex watching her beautiful body spread in a post orgasmic glow.

After a few minutes she adjusted her panties, zipped up her shorts and stood up. Oh, my goodness, that girl had a fine ass! When she bent over to retrieve her videotape I was also reminded that she had incredible tits. Her nipples were still hard against the pink fabric of her shirt. A few minutes after she left the room, I sat in front of the monitor hoping she was going to come back. Sad to say, that was the last scene on the disk. It had been plenty. I slipped the disk into an inner pocket of my laptop case. I knew I was going to want to dance to the babysitter rock again.

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