Cute Girls

I left the bathroom door open, hoping that before too long I’d get some company in the whirlpool. Nice bathroom, this motel gave it’s clients. Big sink with a long counter top available to put all your goodies on, or to put someone on. My brain had not shut down yet, but after all the fun the three of us had been having so far, my aching muscles needed a warm shower and a good soaking. The whirlpool was on of those kinds that could hold three or four people. It had an shower head in there as well, so I turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, placed one of those huge, overgrown, fluffy towels close enough to reach, and climbed in under the spray. I figured it could at least wash off the most of the ‘mess’ before I started to fill the whirlpool. That in itself was going to take awhile from the size of the tub. Read the rest of this entry »

“Okay, we”re leaving in a few minutes,” Mom said. “I called a friend of mine and asked her to come over so she could help you with whatever you might need while your father and I are out.” “What, like a babysitter?” “Oh don”t be silly. Your arm is broken, remember? I just thought you might need someone to do some things for you.” “Well thanks, Mom,” I said, somewhat sarcastically. “No trouble at all. She seemed very interested in you as a matter of fact.” Oh great. I could just imagine some old bag talking at me until my arm falls off, and then I”d have no good arms left. “Alright, we”re off to the opera. Have fun.” I didn”t think that was likely. Read the rest of this entry »

“Author’s note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to rozezwild for her editing to make this a better story.”

I leaned back in my big desk chair as I read an article in the online Wall Street Journal. This situation might have an impact on one of my investments and could determine whether I sold my shares or bought more.

As I read, I kept moving the middle finger of my left hand. It was in a soft warm wet place that I loved to feel. And the more I felt, the more the aroma of the slowing flowing liquid reached out for my nostrils, a fragrance that was at the same time distracting and inspiring. Read the rest of this entry »

“What should I wear?” Megha thought to herself then yelled across the hall to her roommate. “I can’t decide what to wear?”

“How naughty do you want to be tonight?” Naina replied form her room.

“Typical!” Megha smiled to herself. Naina was always more outspoken than she had ever been, and that’s what Megha loved about her roommate. The two had been friends for years and were more like sisters. At 23, Naina was a couple of years younger and what she lacked in age, she more than made up with her adventurous attitude. Megha was still a bit reserved and a little more culturally sensitive, but both girls had one thing in common. Life is worth living was their Mantra. Read the rest of this entry »

“Just a minute!” Sherry called out, then she slipped out of bed and wrapped her gown around her. She turned to me. “I’ll be right back–don’t go away.”

I grinned. “Like–I’m going somewhere?” I said.

She chuckled at me and headed for the door.

After opening it, Sherry saw the Bellboy, a young lad probably in his late teens or early twenties. Rather handsome, too.

“This your bag, ma’am?” he inquired, motioning to a suitcase beside him that did indeed look like the one she’d left at the airport. At the same time, Sherry couldn’t help but notice that his gaze just happened to fall on the gap from her breasts in her gown. Read the rest of this entry »

My boyfriend Keith didn’t know that I had come home early from work that day. He was working till 5 and said that when he got home we would be going out that night. We live in Atlanta and I arrived at home a little after 3 because the traffic wasn’t that bad and decided I would get my shower and get ready for our date. Before I got started I was going to check my email one more time and noticed something strange on the computer upstairs. Keith had left a web site up and he was still logged in as well. The web site was a dating web site, but not like the usual heterosexual dating sites. This one catered to bi-curious couples. I was intrigued to know what he was up to so I started poking around and see who he had made contact with. We had talked about bisexuality before and I had told him about my experiences in college. He was very curious and wanted to know all the details. I told him some but not all of my adventures and he wild with lust afterwards. Read the rest of this entry »

The plan was set. Angel was going to fuck Greg tonight. Alicia explicitly instructed her to wear a bra, panties, skirt, and top. I wore regular clothes.

We got there in time for their pasta dinner. We sat Angel and Greg across from each other. Neither of them knew what we had planned.

Angel wore her tight translucent white blouse with a bright red lacy bra. She wore a black skirt that was so tight it showed her g-string lines, which were matching red. Did she know what we had planned? I think she was just used to dressing sexy. Read the rest of this entry »

“FASTER, EVAN, FUCK ME OHHHHHH PLEEASEEEE!” “MMMMMMMMMM, yes Evan fuck her hard and fast baby, for me, MMMMMMMMMMM” Jenny slams 3 fingers in and out of her wet hot pussy. OHHH FUCKK BABY, I’M CUMMINGGGG YEAHHHHHHHHH,” Evan screamed. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, YESSSSSSSSSSS”, cried Delia. “MMMMMMMMMMMMMM”, Jenny moaned cumming hard.

“Jenny, do you have tho……..”

“OH MY!!!”

Shanni could not believe her eyes. Jenny was having phone sex! At work! Shanni’s hand went straight to her breast to rub a nipple. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m confused.

After a little fight, we end up going out to a club with Lucy and Jim like we planned. It’s fun but I can tell you’re still a little upset. We crash at Lucy’s dorm room for the night. I can’t help but wonder what you were thinking as we lay more than a foot apart on her floor trying to sleep. I felt throughout the evening that despite our argument you still wanted something to happen between us. But whenever I made any kind of move, you’d push me away.

The next morning we’re the first to rise. You tell me you want to go for a walk. So we decide to walk to my dorm since you didn’t get to see my room last night. Read the rest of this entry »

Several months later I was working in a lab in Munich. One of the engineers assigned to work with me was Michelle. She was short, about five foot six, with a fairly good figure, not real thin, but not too fat either. She had short curly blonde hair, and from what I could tell a nice pair of breasts.

One day I found myself alone in the lab with her. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans that were fitted but not terribly tight, and a white knit sweater. We were having a conversation about the restaurant I’d been to the night before, or some such equally mundane subject, when I suddenly felt very attracted to her. It was very odd because I’d never noticed her sexually before. It was one of those moments when you feel like maybe the girl you are with feels attracted to you in the same way, even though she has given you no real reason to believe it. Read the rest of this entry »