"Sandy please," I said.
"Terri, I need you," was Sandy's reply back to me.
"You know I find you so attractive," she continued.
Yes I did know how she felt. I had been trying to avoid this whole scene, and here I was in her arms. Sandy didn't wait for any sort of reply from me. She started to unbutton my top, and unlatched my bra. I stood there basically stunned by what was happening. Sandy slid my skirt down off my hips and stripped the rest of my clothes from me. Now it was her turn.
I can't say I have normally watched a woman undress before. Sandy made sure I was watching her every move. In just a few minutes she stood before me completely naked.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Busty Strap On Lesbians
This is a good department to work in. I love to look at some of the women that shop here. Oh my, there are some beauties too. Lots of regulars, know most of them by name. A little chit chat with them. Never have been so bold to try and meet any of them socially. Would like to of course. A few I use for mental imagery when I masturbate, something still I love to do. My fingers and I are real good friends, lovers you might say, even if the relationship is a bit one sided.
Sometimes a customer will need some help in the dressing room, usually picked up the wrong size. One morning a pretty woman, yes, yes, late 20's, early 30's maybe, asked me to get her a different size dress. When I returned, she opened the door and was naked from top to bottom. Her body was better than anything I'd seen in a porn movie; perky breasts, nice waist, fine hips. My pussy was shaking and dripping, almost puddling on the floor, guess that's one problem with not wearing panties, as I looked at her.
Sometimes a customer will need some help in the dressing room, usually picked up the wrong size. One morning a pretty woman, yes, yes, late 20's, early 30's maybe, asked me to get her a different size dress. When I returned, she opened the door and was naked from top to bottom. Her body was better than anything I'd seen in a porn movie; perky breasts, nice waist, fine hips. My pussy was shaking and dripping, almost puddling on the floor, guess that's one problem with not wearing panties, as I looked at her.
Nude Strap On Lesbians
As she watched the sleeping city fly by as the cab headed home, Darla knew she only had a few hours to catch some sleep before she was due at a commercial casting session in the early afternoon. Luckily, it was the only appointment she had scheduled for the next day. It should be a piece of cake day, she thought while she noticed the sexy streetwalkers, through the steam vents in the street. Dominique had been one of those women. The seductive streetwalker kept her real feelings covered by a veneer of feminine determination and anxiety while she poured drugs into her system. Dominique's God- given, well sculpted figure and sharp mind made her very attractive to Darla who took her in and then fell in love with her, only to have her heart broken that icy winter morning when she found out that she had overdosed and died.
Upon entering her luxury apartment, Darla threw off her clothes and headed for the shower. The voluptuous woman soaped herself up quickly and lathered her ample breasts with the warm water which felt so good after such a busy day in the torrid heat and humidity.
Upon entering her luxury apartment, Darla threw off her clothes and headed for the shower. The voluptuous woman soaped herself up quickly and lathered her ample breasts with the warm water which felt so good after such a busy day in the torrid heat and humidity.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Cute Strap On Lesbians
I was so engrossed with my fingers and the scene of the floor that I did not realise that Jenny had come upstairs to look for me until her hand came round my waist and grabbed my wrist where it was pushed down the waistband of my jeans. "Got you!" she cried, "I knew that you wouldn't be able to resist a little feel when you saw Sue and Tabby up to their tricks!"
The two girls on the mattress looked up when they heard her and far from stopping what they were doing, they went at it with even more vigour, looking at me caught frigging myself. At this I felt myself blushing furiously because although I had masturbated regularly from the age of 13 I had been lucky in never having been caught at it, not in the cinema, on the bus or at home.
The two girls on the mattress looked up when they heard her and far from stopping what they were doing, they went at it with even more vigour, looking at me caught frigging myself. At this I felt myself blushing furiously because although I had masturbated regularly from the age of 13 I had been lucky in never having been caught at it, not in the cinema, on the bus or at home.
Teen Strap On Lesbians
Nothing I can do can communicate to her; I am cut off and bound and tied. She does what she wills with me, and I place myself in her hands. I watch her with blind eyes. That is, I feel her sexual presence on my skin. I can't see anymore, my eyes won't open. It's so intense already.
Two Minutes.
I've practiced.
She is in me now and holding my hips, stoking and feeding her desires with me, the fly wrapped in her spider's web. She ground her body against me, placing her thighs between mine so that I straddled her hips, was impaled by her phallus. Her bindings are crossed over my chest and around the pole. They hold me tight as my lungs begin to burn with her incense. The sexed air in me seeps into my blood and runs through me like a narcotic. It turns my blood to wine and delirium. My chest feels ready to explode, my heart throbs, my pussy convulses with every suffocating spasm, clenching strongly around the shaft of her dong. Hayling runs like a hot knife though my buttery hole. In and out. In and out.
Two Minutes.
I've practiced.
She is in me now and holding my hips, stoking and feeding her desires with me, the fly wrapped in her spider's web. She ground her body against me, placing her thighs between mine so that I straddled her hips, was impaled by her phallus. Her bindings are crossed over my chest and around the pole. They hold me tight as my lungs begin to burn with her incense. The sexed air in me seeps into my blood and runs through me like a narcotic. It turns my blood to wine and delirium. My chest feels ready to explode, my heart throbs, my pussy convulses with every suffocating spasm, clenching strongly around the shaft of her dong. Hayling runs like a hot knife though my buttery hole. In and out. In and out.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Sexy Strap On Lesbians
Angel pointed to the Jacuzzi, "That's where we are headed. But lets go dump our stuff first."
Angel continued down the hallway to a door at the end. She opened it, turning on the lights remotely, and let Emi pass inside. It was another bedroom and Emi realized it was decorated just for Angel. She recognized Angel's style in everything she could see. Little touristy trinkets about South Beach, pictures of the beach, pictures of the art deco hotels, and a big beautiful bed covered with a deep purple silk quilt. The 2 girls dropped all their stuff on a chair in the corner.
"This is my home away from home. I've never brought anyone up here before. You're the first," Angel told her darling friend.
Still holding the girl's hand, she pulled her up close and hugged her. Emi let her face nuzzle against the sweet softness of Angel's neck. The two girls shared a moment of closeness as they stood there. After a minute or so, Angel let go of of Emi and turned for the door.
Angel continued down the hallway to a door at the end. She opened it, turning on the lights remotely, and let Emi pass inside. It was another bedroom and Emi realized it was decorated just for Angel. She recognized Angel's style in everything she could see. Little touristy trinkets about South Beach, pictures of the beach, pictures of the art deco hotels, and a big beautiful bed covered with a deep purple silk quilt. The 2 girls dropped all their stuff on a chair in the corner.
"This is my home away from home. I've never brought anyone up here before. You're the first," Angel told her darling friend.
Still holding the girl's hand, she pulled her up close and hugged her. Emi let her face nuzzle against the sweet softness of Angel's neck. The two girls shared a moment of closeness as they stood there. After a minute or so, Angel let go of of Emi and turned for the door.
Naughty Strap On Lesbians
"Emi, remember the little comment the maid said about Mrs Beecham enjoying us?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, that was kinda weird. What did she mean?"
"Well, I wasn't sure at first, but now I think I know. Look over there by the flower arrangement on the left."
Emi moved so she could look out the window in the direction Angel was pointing. It was kind of dark but she could make out the figure of the young maid that led them in. She was standing between 2 of the old ladies holding a tray with glasses of champagne. As Emi looked closer, she realized that one of the old ladies had her hand under the girl's skirt and was clearly massaging her rear end. The girl wasn't protesting at all. In fact, something about her posture and her slight movements seemed to indicate she was enjoying it.
"Yeah, that was kinda weird. What did she mean?"
"Well, I wasn't sure at first, but now I think I know. Look over there by the flower arrangement on the left."
Emi moved so she could look out the window in the direction Angel was pointing. It was kind of dark but she could make out the figure of the young maid that led them in. She was standing between 2 of the old ladies holding a tray with glasses of champagne. As Emi looked closer, she realized that one of the old ladies had her hand under the girl's skirt and was clearly massaging her rear end. The girl wasn't protesting at all. In fact, something about her posture and her slight movements seemed to indicate she was enjoying it.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Hot Strap On Lesbians
I park and get out locking the doors. Angie meets me at my side of the car before I can even start to look around. She pushes me against my door and is kissing me and fingering my pussy with hungry abandon.
"Follow me, they'll be here soon enough." She whispers in my ear.
I follow her into a building and up three flights of stairs, then down a small hallway and finally we enter the doorway on the right. She fumbles around for the light switch; our hands all over each other's bodies. She catches the zipper of my skirt pulling it down and I step out of it kissing her very soft lips.
She leads me to this "L" shaped sofa and pushes me into it. I'm squirming in my seat as she seductively removes first her satin red blouse, showing off her well tanned skin. Then she takes off her red lace bra.
"Whoa! Look at those tits" I think to myself.
"Follow me, they'll be here soon enough." She whispers in my ear.
I follow her into a building and up three flights of stairs, then down a small hallway and finally we enter the doorway on the right. She fumbles around for the light switch; our hands all over each other's bodies. She catches the zipper of my skirt pulling it down and I step out of it kissing her very soft lips.
She leads me to this "L" shaped sofa and pushes me into it. I'm squirming in my seat as she seductively removes first her satin red blouse, showing off her well tanned skin. Then she takes off her red lace bra.
"Whoa! Look at those tits" I think to myself.
Horny Strap On Lesbians
She was ushered in by the bellboy. Not one word had passed between them after those two. They had drove silently, not to the hotel she had booked, but to another, much better looking, and bigger. Lamia was tight-lipped, but the bellboy knew her well, it seemed, because he grinned and led them to a room.
They entered. Lamia pressed a bill into the boy's hand and the door closed behind them. Annie looked around her. It was a large room, done in cream and white, with a four-poster bed in the centre.
The sudden explosion of a single word cracked across the room like a whip.
"Strip!!"
She stared at the agressive female in front of her. Swallowing the load of saliva that had been accumulated in her mouth, she complied. She struggled out of her black jacket. She wore a light blue tank top underneath, teamed with dark jeans. She pulled the top over her head. Underneath she had worn nothing, and her dark pink tinted breasts thrust out pointedly. Proudly. They were small, but firm. She did not look at her at all, feeling her gaze on her. She unfastened the button and pulled down her jeans. Inside she wore a pair of black lace panties, and nothing else.
They entered. Lamia pressed a bill into the boy's hand and the door closed behind them. Annie looked around her. It was a large room, done in cream and white, with a four-poster bed in the centre.
The sudden explosion of a single word cracked across the room like a whip.
"Strip!!"
She stared at the agressive female in front of her. Swallowing the load of saliva that had been accumulated in her mouth, she complied. She struggled out of her black jacket. She wore a light blue tank top underneath, teamed with dark jeans. She pulled the top over her head. Underneath she had worn nothing, and her dark pink tinted breasts thrust out pointedly. Proudly. They were small, but firm. She did not look at her at all, feeling her gaze on her. She unfastened the button and pulled down her jeans. Inside she wore a pair of black lace panties, and nothing else.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Strap On Lesbians
My blog - Strap On Lesbians is finally launched!! I will post pics and videos of sexy girls fucking each other with strapon.
... The three girls shared a few smuggled drinks, campus security was non-existent, which led to a few loose tongues when conversation rolled by. The topics were innocent enough, college, lecturers, people they didn’t get along with, people they found hot, the list went on.
Amy enjoyed hanging out with Mel and Jessie, despite their reputation; they were very outgoing and pleasurable to be with. Neither girl cared much for what other people thought or said; in fact they reveled in the notoriety. When they invited Amy over to watch movies and have a couple drinks Amy was a little curious as to what they did in private. She wondered if they were as forward as some people had suggested.
“So Amy, I’m pretty bored with this movie, let’s do something and let Mel finish watching,” said Jessie, breaking the silence. She could tell from Amy’s squirming and impassive reaction to the movie that she hadn’t got into it. Mel however had her head lying in Jessie’s lap and was intently watching on. Mel whispered something to Jessie as she crawled out of the cushy couch and headed to the dimly lit kitchenette. Amy followed close behind...
... The three girls shared a few smuggled drinks, campus security was non-existent, which led to a few loose tongues when conversation rolled by. The topics were innocent enough, college, lecturers, people they didn’t get along with, people they found hot, the list went on.
Amy enjoyed hanging out with Mel and Jessie, despite their reputation; they were very outgoing and pleasurable to be with. Neither girl cared much for what other people thought or said; in fact they reveled in the notoriety. When they invited Amy over to watch movies and have a couple drinks Amy was a little curious as to what they did in private. She wondered if they were as forward as some people had suggested.
“So Amy, I’m pretty bored with this movie, let’s do something and let Mel finish watching,” said Jessie, breaking the silence. She could tell from Amy’s squirming and impassive reaction to the movie that she hadn’t got into it. Mel however had her head lying in Jessie’s lap and was intently watching on. Mel whispered something to Jessie as she crawled out of the cushy couch and headed to the dimly lit kitchenette. Amy followed close behind...
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