Cute Girls

“This is another adventure of Rachel, the slutty star of two of my previous stories “A Rich Slut In Hooker Alley” and “Rachel Becomes A Cum Dump”. ”

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Briefly, Rachel is a rich, spoilt slut who is addicted to sex, as filthy and dirty and nasty as she can get. To that end she acted as a prostitute and starred in a hardcore sex film. The last we saw of her was being left stark naked in the heart of the night in a ghetto and a gang of youths advancing on her. Now over a month later no one has seen or heard of her since….. (more…)

Since my boyfriend and I live in different countries (he being in the UK and myself living in the States) and lead very busy lives, we don”t get to see each other very often other than online, so it is hard to have a regular, non-a-sexual relationship. The frustration is like no other, but in the end, it all pays off. Oddly enough, whenever we plan to get together, something always comes up to ruin our chances of sexual and emotional healing. This time we were fortunate, and I got to see my lover. (more…)

I waited for this for some time. Long before we went out, when I was starting to get myself ready, I was thinking of what would come later (including me!). Drying myself after my shower, blow drying my hair, highlighting my face with just touches of mascara, blusher and lipstick - not too much just the way you like it - sliding into my black, subtly patterned, silky underwear and zipping up a figure hugging black dress with the swirly calf length skirt you love so well, my thoughts were all of later, my emotions all to do with anticipation. (more…)

The holiday week on the coast was rapidly coming to an end. My three roommates and I have had plenty of fun baking our bodies to a crisp, dipping them in the cool waters of the English channel, playing beach volleyball, sitting at the tables of the outdoor cafes and observing the passersby, gossiping, eating and drinking more than should be allowed by law and generally having a very good end of the summer.

This was to be the last evening before we squeezed our golden, still somewhat burnt selves into a beetle convertible and headed for London, returning to our studies and part-time jobs, interviews and panic-stricken attempts to scrape enough dosh for the obscenely high apartment rent, which we dutifully shared between the four of us. (more…)

Gina woke up to the landing announcement by the pilot, they would be descending into her final destination. This would be her third stop along the journey, luckily there were no long lay overs along the way. She felt her heart jump, thinking about her first meeting with Bill. There was no going back now, she told herself, there’s no way she could invest most of the day flying to meet Bill to just turn around and take another plane out without calling him.

As the plane landed on the runway, she felt her heart still soaring up at the high altitude that the plane had come from. It seemed that there was no way she could turn back anyhow, no matter how nervous; she had wanted to meet Bill so much and was so determined to see his smile for real. No more webcam, no more emailed pictures, the living and breathing thing for her to hold and kiss. Gina’s thoughts now changed, she felt her nervousness melt away, replaced with determination. Now she could hardly wait for this plane to taxi up the runways get to the terminal and unload her and her dreams. (more…)

Entry Five

Dear Diary,

I’ve since gone on three more “jobs.” Turns out, both Roger and Bill have alot of friends, mostly bored, married businessmen with alot of time and money.

I met a friend of Roger’s tonight, his name was Keller. He’s married, four kids in college and he just happens to own four of the most successful BMW dealerships in town.

Come to find out, my name was mentioned purely by accident.

Roger and Keller were having lunch when a beautiful waitress walked by and Keller remarked that he’d love to get a piece of that. Well, that’s when Roger piped up and said that he knew someone twice as hot ….. me. (more…)

Jillian was gripping me tightly as I rode my bike towards town; we were followed by a hummer with six officers, three Canadians and three Americans. My chopper roared below me as the road howled by us. Jillian was still not comfortable with the loud roar of my hog, but to be fair I have a monster of a bike, and we were going a hundred and forty kilometres per hour.

The road was new, and it was flat, but my chopper has a hard tail, so the ride was still a little jarring to Jillian. She held on to me tightly all the way into the village. We had decided to go into town to meet with the mayor, and also to give our six friends a feel for the place, and an idea of where we might have to chase our foes if things got out of hand. (more…)

“This is a continuation of my previous story “Another Business Dinner”. Briefly, I had gone with my neighbour to a dinner organised by one of her clients. During the dinner, one of the director”s wives had come on to me and, at the end of the evening passed me a slip of paper with her mobile phone number on it. I had returned with Mary, my neighbour, to our cottages in the country where we had made love.”

Monday morning dawned and I looked out of my bedroom window, waving goodbye to Mary next door as she left for the airport and a hurriedly arranged trip to New York. She was to be gone for two weeks and our relationship which had turned sexual over the weekend would be put on ice. I watched the chauffer driven car disappear up the lane, before turning back and heading for the kitchen and some breakfast. My initial hunger satisfied, I picked up my mug of coffee and headed for my little home office and settled down at the keyboard. As the PC came to life and the screen flashed through the log-on screens, I noticed the piece of paper tucked under the phone. (more…)

I arrived at Sara’s apartment about 8:00PM. I brought over some fine Italian food from one of our favorite restaurants and a couple of movies. It was just too cold and generally nasty outside to make it a night out, so we decided to stay in that night. It was easier and safer than dealing with bad driving and parking conditions. She thought it would be nice to have a slow night on which we could just relax and enjoy each other’s company. For as long as I remember anytime I got together with a girl to watch a movie it was really just a code word for lets hook up. It would never matter what we were watching, but put me on a couch in a dark room with a girl and sooner than later I will be all over her, and that is exactly how it was. When we made up to watch some movies, I’m not sure what she was thinking, but I formulated my own ideas. (more…)

Spellbound, I stare into your eyes and I move closer to you. I see your eyes drop to glance at my lips. I lick them, making them wet. Another step and now I am close enough to touch you if I put out my hand. Again your eyes meet mine and I take a final step that places my mouth a few small inches from yours. Eyes wide, I look up at you wanting to kiss you so badly but afraid of the consequences. You are mine, I am yours, but so much separates us. Misconceptions, pain, denial, fear, so much for love to overcome. You look at me and I see so much in your eyes but do not know how much of it I understand or what I should try to guess. With a sudden decision I close my eyes to your scrutiny and lean forward, pressing my lips to yours. With a softness like that of a prayer our lips press together, silently, gently. (more…)