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Creaming for Carmela 2008-09-23 19:46:00 We moved to New Mexico when my husband's father decided to retire early from his business and pass it on to his son. I had visited here many times but never quite took to it. My family is from Maine. Thanks to the exclusive country club membership sponsored by my in-laws and a ton of charity work, I was able to quickly adjust and make some new friends.It was through these friends that I learned of the agency from which I hired Carmela. She was a strikingly beautiful naturalized Mexican-American girl whose speech sometimes sounded 'old world' with a slight accent. This young woman had the skin color of her Spanish ancestry, long wavy black hair and eyes as brown as chocolate. My husband stared at her in amazement, but she showed no interest in him. Good. Nineteen year old Carmela would help with baby and do light housework and cooking. I had a service that did the heavy cleaning once a week.Late one night as I was passing by her door, I heard very light moaning. Thinking Carmela migh
Megan's Trust 2008-09-22 19:44:00 The drive was nice. We dropped the top down and played the radio loud. Her hair was blowing in the wind and her blue eyes smiled as she tried to follow the words of the song. I just kept singing and laughing like I always do when she is around. I loved Megan and had for quite some time, but I wasn't sure if she knew it or if she just thought I was flirtatious. She said I reminded her of Snoopy the way I tapped my foot to the beat, and of course, that made us both laugh even more.I directed her down a dirt road. We turned the radio off, and slowed down. It was a dry, hot, summer day and the dust flew up behind us as we made our way down to the river's edge. I watched her pull her hair up into a ponytail. Her red nails fingered thru the blonde strands and the contrast of feminine colors caught my attention once more. She caught me staring at her and she blushed. Her modesty made me want her more than anything ever before.I stepped out of the car and walked to the back to get the blanke
As Love Performs 2008-09-21 19:42:00 I couldn't believe the amount of people in the bar when I walked past the money taker and entered the door. The crowd was jumping to the beat of some loud, soul thumping dance music as I walked to the counter and ordered a beer and shooter. I knew heads would turn when I showed up wearing all of my dark garb. I wore my long black coat and combat boots. My newest crew cut glowed blonde in the wall mirrors as I whipped by the single women sitting on stools along the wall. All eyes were on me as I walked on by.I shook hands and smiled like I always do. I waited for the tequila buzz to kick in and for my feet to absorb the echo of the bass pounding off of the elusive black walls, that I only guessed to be there somewhere in the dark. I don't know why the roar of the crowd attracts me so much. There's something about being on the dance floor in perfect sync with hundreds of people...moving in rhythm like we all came from the same womb. It's almost as if everyone's heart is beating on t Read more:Love
Nothing but Kosher 2008-09-18 20:26:00 My mother was a Holocaust survivor and settled in up state New York. I learned that during the war she fought with the Czechoslovakian underground. She feared the Russians and fled to America shortly after the end of the war. Where she married a man that deserted her shortly after they had my three younger brothers and me. I was born in 1948. I became like another mother for my younger brothers because I was older. My mother did her best to protect us from unpleasantness. I grew up a rather naive young girl.We lived in Upstate New York, about an hour and a half from New York City, not that I was there that much. At sixteen my mother was just starting to let me date boys but only if she knew the family and knew them to be a respectable Jewish family. Even then it was under strict rules of conduct and if they ever wanted to take me out again they had to have me home before the curfew time limit.My mother was a heavy smoker. She liked Winston filtered tips. She went through two or three p
Pinch Hitter 2008-09-17 20:24:00 May Bujold softly sang an old tune as she watered the last of the numerous plants that filled the small three-room apartment. Not for the first time she thought, what the apartment lacked in size, it more than made up for in character. The plants, as well as the furnishings and other curios that filled it, reflected the tastes and interests of the occupant.Above the last row of plants, hanging on the wall, was a large photograph of a lovely ebony-skinned young woman. The picture was a nude portrait, done in such a way as to be called tasteful. May looked up at the likeness and, as she had done many times before, looked into the face she saw in the mirror.The only thing was, while the face may have been her own, the woman in the portrait wasn't her. May couldn't imagine herself posing for such a photograph, no matter how artistically done. Much less hanging such a thing where any casual visitor could see it. No, she left such things to her more audacious sister.June Bujold was May's
Late Night Coffee Break 2008-09-16 20:22:00 I felt like I had to get out of there. It was the worst experience of my life.The problem was, my boyfriend was making love to me at the time. I was spread-eagled in his bed, with him pumping away for what seemed like hours, his dick humping my pussy, and it was just not doing it for me. He'd gotten it into his head that the girl has to cum, or the boy is a bad lover. Well, the truth is, he WAS a bad lover, and no matter how many times he banged me, I wasn't going to see any stars. Just the cracks in his ceiling. And now I was starting to dry up, as he'd worn off all the K-Y I'd applied. I wondered if I'd ever find a guy who could fuck me like I deserved to be fucked.So I gave him the routine. You know what it is, if you've ever fucked a man. So after he thought I came, he rolled off me, and immediately fell asleep. And snoring. Nice. I just stared at his near lifeless corpse for a few minutes, then shimmied out of bed and cleaned myself up. After wiping out as much of his stuff
Bernita 2008-09-15 20:21:00 Early one evening I'm sitting alone at the bar in Jorjet's wondering if I ought to leave this place because tonight it's like a graveyard, when the street door opens and a tall woman dressed in black walks in and looks around for a place to sit. She can sit anywhere, since there aren't more than six customers in the room and except for me the barstools are empty. She turns and she looks at me. She's about forty, with a long neck and an oval face, dark eyes and dark brown hair drawn back in a tight chignon. She finally pulls her eyes away and she walks past me to sit at the bar only two stools down. I look her up and down, at the sleek hairdo and the sheer black hose. I watch her order white wine, and then when the bartender brings the wine I watch the woman's long fingers as she lifts the wine glass to her lips. Maybe she's closer to forty-five than forty, a stately brunette with small clip earrings. She could be a bank executive because she's so efficient looking, some kind of
The Dream Lover 2008-09-14 20:19:00 Sandra had a great yearning to make love outdoors, an event she had never accomplished, although these days she found herself thinking about it frequently, and the desire seemed to be growing rather than waning. She was an efficient young woman, a university lecturer in medieval history, and she hated interfering obsessions. She had her work, after all, and this fixation on the outdoors was really so unlike her. And it might be so difficult to achieve. For one thing, she lived and worked in the city, and the "outdoors" at issue was not city outdoors but country outdoors. And the second thing, and perhaps more important, was that she had no lover. How could she rid herself of this obsession to make love outdoors if she had no lover? The fantasy did not concern masturbation, and in any case she had no car and the idea of renting a car and driving out to the country to finger herself under a tree seemed crazy.Finally, one evening when her thoughts of the outdoors persisted strongly enough
Kelly's Interview 2008-09-11 19:47:00 Kelly sat nervously in the outer office of a potential client. She was hoping to sell her fashion designs to Designs Unlimited, in hopes they'd like her work and be willing to produce her clothing line. The secretary introduced herself, as Jean, and asked her to take a seat until Ms Tynes, her boss, was available to see her. Kelly, being a designer, always observed how other women dressed; after all it was her profession and she was always looking for new ideas to create new outfits from. She continued to observe Jean as went about her work. She was dressed like a person in this profession would expect; very fashionable, and sexy. She guessed her to be about 35 years old, noticed a wedding ring, so assumed she was married. Her straight red hair was her most striking feature. Kelly believed her to be a natural redhead, because of her fair, smooth complexion. She appeared to be about five foot five, and 115 pounds. For a woman of her size, she had quite a chest. Kelly guessed at least a
Cath and Me 2008-09-10 19:00:00 I stood by a doorway; bored. I had come with a friend of mine, Nick, to a party for his company. The party was full of powerful business executives, and held at Nick's boss's home, a sprawling estate with gardens and vineyards stretching far into the distance. Nick had disappeared to talk to one of his colleagues about some pressing business issue, and had left me alone in a room full of strangers.I was sipping on a glass of wine when I felt someone's eyes burning into me. I looked up, and across the room a woman in a short black cocktail dress was looking at me. I smiled at her and she began to approach me."Hi, my name's Cath, I'm Michael's wife." She said."Oh hi, my name's Justine." I replied, shaking her hand."So, I saw you arrive with Nick. He's quite a catch."I blushed. "No, we're just friends.""What a pity," she replied, "I can recommend him, he's very good in bed."I didn't know what to say to that. A woman who I didn't even know had just told me about her act of infi
Resistance 2008-09-09 19:00:00 The Luger felt cold and heavy in Anne-Marie's small hand. She hated guns, violence, confrontation, and was by nature timid and reserved. Under normal circumstances she would be home now, or maybe out with Polly at the girl's club, in the underground. I wish I was anywhere but here, she thought. Circumstances were far from normal, for this was Paris in 1943 and Anne-Marie had joined her countrymen in resisting the German invaders. She was not at all what one would assume a member of the Resistance should look like. At barely five feet tall and one hundred pounds she was had the trim figure of a dancer. Hazel eyes gazed out of a delicately featured face and were framed by a mass of black locks. Her slim hips, small chest, and youthful looks allowed her to pass herself off as a schoolgirl, even though she was almost twenty-four.She saw the shadowy figures of Jean Claude and Pierre flit up the darkened street and gripped the gun tightly. She was the lookout tonight, standing in a darkene
Extra Special Lingerie 2008-09-08 19:00:00 I am a blond 36 year old successful, single woman. I am tall, attractive with a slim athletic figure and 36c breasts. I always regarded myself as heterosexual, despite having a number of sexual fantasies that involved other women. I always thought of these fantasies as something private and never imagined I would ever do anything about them. I am attracted to young, pretty and very feminine women, especially pictures of women in sexy lingerie.I work as a manager in an international publishing company based in London. I have had a number of relationships with men but nothing has led to marriage. I guess my career was very important to me as well.About seven months ago my life changed completely when I fell in love with another woman and discovered the joy of lesbian love. I would never have believed that one's life could change like that at 36 but mine certainly did. I now think of myself completely differently.I have long been turned on by the lesbian stories on this site so decided i Read more:Lingerie
Magic Motion 2008-09-07 19:00:00 I watched her car pull in the parking lot from the hotel window. She was more beautiful than I ever imagined. I wanted her instantly but I didn't want to rush her. I greeted her at the door. Her hair had loose curl and was flowing. Her legs were long and firm. When I opened the door, she wrapped her strong arms around me and I pushed my face into her hair. Her scent was so womanly that I shut my eyes and just absorbed her for a moment.She pushed her soft, warm lips against mine and we kissed for what seemed like hours. I knew that I would be spending the rest of my life loving her. She took her jacket off and we sat down at the round table and made small talk about her trip. She excused herself and disappeared into the restroom. Erotic thoughts swept over me and I found myself drifting into a daydream about making love to her.I heard the door to the bathroom open. When I looked up she was standing before me nude. Her body was tan and well defined. Her ample breasts pointed out at me a
Electric Train 2008-09-04 18:32:00 I was working as a cashier in one of the major banks in the city, not very glamorous or exciting but it pays the bills. My friends tell me I should be a model because I am tall and slim with natural good looks, but I am happy as I am. I live in a village on the outskirts of the city, with my 2 dogs and my aging mother who I look after. I love the countryside and look forward to walking my dogs when I get home every day.
The day it happened was like any other Monday night. I sat on the bench at the station waiting for train that would take me home. It was a comfortable summer evening and the trouser legs of my pinstripe business suit flapped gently in the breeze. I was glad I had chosen the trousers today, a skirt would probably have left my legs a little chilly.
Just then I heard the unmistakable rumble of the train approaching. I got up from the bench and stood waiting patiently for the train to stop before climbing aboard. The train was quite full as it always was this time in the
A Flight for Mother's Milk 2008-09-03 18:27:00 My name is Marie. At present, I'm 40 minutes out of Atlanta on one of our big Southwest jumbo jets. It's been a long flight from Dallas and I'll be glad to get off this flight and my feet. I won't go into my life history or why I'm going to Atlanta. Suffice to say I'm an attractive 23 year old that's working for Southwest Airlines. I'm also a lesbian flight attendant. I've been with a few woman in my life, and I've been very selective. My seat is the last row in the back of the plane doing my paperwork.
Setting next to me is a brand new mother. Earlier in the flight her husband, who is sitting way up front, brought their 1-month-old baby back so its mother could breast-feed her. That was enjoyable. You probably think I'm crass but I could look at a full, well rounded tit like that all day. Naturally, when the feeding was done, she pushed that beautiful, swollen breast back into her blouse. She slept most of the way so we didn't talk much after I had brought her a pillow.
Texas Lady 2008-09-02 18:25:00 She was not merely afraid of her, she was terrified. She saw her the first time when one night a group of them went to a popular bar and restaurant called Reilly's to celebrate someone's promotion. They had a new hostess, a tall curvy brunette about thirty-five with large breasts and a willowy shape. She was beautiful.
Trey had her eyes on the brunette's ass nearly constantly, because their table was right behind the small reservation counter and she sat facing it, looking at the back of whoever was standing there to welcome the customers as they walked in. The brunette had a drawl of some kind, Texas, Trey guessed, and she could hear the woman's voice and look at her and let wild fantasies float through her head as she sat with her friends. Only once did their eyes ever meet, the eyes of the hostess and Trey's, and nothing at all was in the woman's look except the pleasant disinterest that went with her job. Of course she knew Trey was a dyke. They were four dykes in the resta
Down Under Yankee 2008-09-01 18:23:00 "Mmm, yeah, baby, that's it." I groaned from under the woman performing miracles on her body. "I love it nice and slow." "Oh you do, do you? What if I want to fuck you hard and fast?" She teased me as she kept up the rhythmic thrusting. "Then I'd spread my legs wider for you baby, anyway you wanna give it to me." I was completely at her mercy by now. It's amazing that we were in this position since we only met last week.
She was playing in a band I went and seen with a couple of friends, they were out here on a short tour from the states. Doing what could be considered a University tour. On Thursday night last week my friends dragged me out to see the Yankee band that was playing at the 'Student bar' at our Uni. campus. The place was packed and pumping. The adrenaline in the room was surreal, the band totally kicked arse and I soon got swept up into the throng as it surged towards the stage.
While everyone was going crazy over the singer and guitarist, my attention was on the d
The Clothing Exchange 2008-08-31 18:21:00 Can a small incident make a big change in your life? Perhaps. I think that's just what happened to me the other day. I've always thought of myself as straight, not even bisexually curious. I'm a woman in my mid-30s, single, and never got hot looking at other women.
I know I'm not terribly pretty, but I'm decent looking, I think. I'm also a bit plump, but it doesn't bother me. Perhaps that's why I'm a good friend with Rachel, my sister-in-law. She's also a bit of a plain-Jane, in her mid-thirties and, since her marriage to my brother five years ago, has grown a bit round in the waist and bottom, like me.
Two weeks ago, she called and said she was about to get rid of some clothes she could no longer fit into. She was sure I still had the figure to fit into the more slender garments, and even though I disagreed, I told her I'd stop by and see what she had.
That Saturday afternoon when I visited my brother was gone, and so Rachel and I spent a long time chatting in the kitche
Happy Birthday 2008-08-28 18:58:00 Jan closed the heavy wooden door and then leaned against it and sighed deeply. What a morning, she thought. First Bob, her husband of over twenty years, lost his briefcase. She'd found it for him and was trying to get breakfast ready, when Eric, her eldest, announced he was quitting his job. This provoked a fight with his father that Jan broke up only by stepping between them. Janie, her middle child, had then come into the kitchen with both hands filled with clothes and wailed that she had nothing to wear. Finally, the twins were fighting over the red toothbrush all the while the pancakes were burning. Thus began another typical morning at the Hobson residence. Bob had left for work having barely eaten after a final threat to his son; he hadn't even remembered to give Jan a peck on the cheek. Eric had stormed out of the house cursing all adults, despite the fact that she'd interceded for him. Janie had finally left for school in something approaching appropriate dress after Jan had
Irish Eyes 2008-08-27 18:56:00 The big Jag pulled into an empty parking place at the top of the cliff. The Irish sea roiled under storm clouds beyond the guard rail. A woman emerged from the powerful car and walked hesitantly to the rail, tall and graceful in high heels. She was old now, nearing her fifty-first birthday, but still striking, body lush and curvy, the legs still well toned in their black stockings. Her white silk blouse did little to hide a bust that had been called the highest peaks in county Mayo when she was young. Her face was lined now, but the small wrinkles gave her an air of dignity and elegance, as did the silver crown of hair. Her green eyes were beautiful and vibrant, although today they had a far away quality.She glanced back at the small park behind her. When she'd left Ireland, the park had been a wood, wild and untamed. Now there were several tourists in loud clothes with cameras strung to their necks. An elderly couple sat on a bench and a young woman with dark hair sat on a blanket on
Such a Smile 2008-08-26 18:54:00 Such a smile. It pulled you inward. It drew you forward and toward it. It made you spiral. Completely perfect. Perfect teeth. Perfect lips. It made you want to kiss her. Kiss her? She's a woman for god's sake. I'm a woman for god's sake. What is up with me? I'm not a lesbian! I'm in a committed relationship with a man that I greatly care for. Well, yes, it could be better I suppose. Roger could be a bit selfish at times and it would be nice if he helped more with the domestic chores. But, we enjoy each other's company and the sex is good, mostly. And we've built a comfortable home together and life together. We were pleasantly content ... yeah, that's how I would describe it, pleasantly content.So why should a smile affect me so? Fluster me so? And from a woman! I work for a foundation, which funds various charitable causes. To raise money for our foundation, we annually hold a reception at some fancy hotel or another to which we sell corporate sponsorships. In turn, the corpo
Heart and Soul 2008-08-25 18:53:00 I've always thought that shoes are the real window to a woman's soul. A fashionable socialite, wearing Versace, wears beautiful shoes that befit her lifestyle and view on life. A working woman wears flats that keep her feet comfortable, and athletic women wear shoes that enhance their performance. Slim chance of finding one wearing the wrong shoes! I don't particularly have a foot fetish or anything, but attractive shoes can make a beautiful woman look even better. As a girl who's interested in other girls, I like to see beautiful women at their best.I took a job with the local discount shoe store in my neighborhood, "Paylittle Shoes". The hours fit with my college schedule. As a junior on a pre-med major track, I needed both the money and the flexible hours the job gave me. I had run indoor track in high school, though not in college, and I knew the importance of shoes in one's physical development. My love of exercise had reflected itself in my stature. I'm 5'6" tall, 110 poun
After the Party 2008-08-24 18:48:00 I was sitting in my living room that Sunday morning, working on the broken clasp of one of my anklets, my favorite anklet. The most expensive piece of jewelry I owned, it was a silver chain studded with diamond chips given to me by an ex-girlfriend. But the price tag was hardly the reason I cherished it. She gave it to me last year for my twenty- fourth birthday and I considered it a sign of how she felt about me. I was in love with her and it was her way of saying she felt the same.Frustrated, I tossed aside the anklet and the pair of needle nose pliers I was using to fix it. I needed to lift my spirits. My eyes found the small bong sitting on the coffee table and my mind thought about watching some Saturday morning cartoons stoned. A tempting idea until I remembered the ex and I used to do that together. I looked at the windows and decided to let the exhibitionist in me take a shot. I opened the curtains wearing nothing but a pair of thong panties, giving an eyeful to anyone watching
Goa to Bombay 2008-08-21 19:00:00 Goa is in its festive mood when Christmas and New Year are celebrated. There is a gala mood everywhere and the nights are never ending with music, dance and booze. When the new year is over people rush to go back to their places after spending the holidays and there is usually a heavy rush to get reservations. I had to get back to Bombay to attend an important meeting of my company. So I have been trying for reservations in trains, but as usual I did not get any confirmed reservation. Train journeys in India without reservations are real hell. People would sit on your head and you cannot utter a word against the hooligans and for a woman traveling alone its very difficult to travel unreserved. So I decided to go by bus, it was about 15-hour journey to reach Bombay from Panaji capital of Goa. But there were so many luxury buses plying at night and the charges depending on the agencies and the number of travelers. During the season they charge exorbitant rates. I contacted a reputed agen
Losing Her Panties at Work 2008-08-17 19:00:00 I am a 23 year old sales associate, blonde, long legged, slim and considered pretty I guess. I had been working behind the fragrance counter for two months at the mall when I first saw Julie.She was an older woman, very beautiful, high cheek bones and simply had a wonderful shape. I had never been with another woman and had never really had a steady boyfriend so I was rather a novice at sex. I had fantasized about Julie many times but certainly never had the nerve to approach her on anything with the exception of assisting her to pick out a particular fragrance.It was one Friday that she entered the store and had a certain glow about her as she struck up more than business conversation with me. I began wondering if she was interested in me as she asked all kinds of questions about my personal life. She asked about a particular facial creme this time and we walked over to the point of purchase display. I felt her hand on my shoulder and it was such a delicate touch it made me shiver and Read more:Panties
Sally 2008-08-14 19:47:00 Sally guided me gently up the stairs and opened the door of her flat, flicking on the light and kicking off her shoes simultaneously. "Don't worry - my other bed's always made up - I really am sorry to make you miss your bus."
We had met at work only the previous Monday and I had been asked to show her the ropes. She was bright, friendly and very attractive in a boyish sort of way, with her short, fine blonde hair, tanned, outdoor complexion and ready smile. She had invited me to supper at a little Italian restaurant near her flat as a way of saying thank you for my help. I had been only too pleased to accept and on the Friday, after going home to change, had followed her instructions, easily finding the leafy road where she lived.
Wearing a white sweatshirt, tight, faded blue jeans and white trainers, she looked terrific and she smiled as she welcomed me in. "Mm! Leather jeans!" she enthused, giving me the once-over. "I love leather. You look great!" Grabbing a black jacket from
The Movie 2008-08-13 19:45:00 "Good morning, Victoria Parker's office. How can I help you?" said the secretary cheerfully. "Right. Yes. I'll set you up with an appointment. How's 9:30 sound? Great. We'll see you then Mr. Simmons. Alright, bye bye." "No more calls, alright, Sharon. It is time we went home!!" stated Victoria.
Both girls grabbed their coats, shut the lights off and proceeded to the door. "Thanks, I have got to get to dinner. Mike and I are having our anniversary dinner tonight. It wouldn't be the best if I showed up late. Talk to you tomorrow." "Good night! Tell me how it goes in the morning." said Victoria. Then it hit her. She wished she would be going to dinner with that someone special. She wished that she wasn't always sleeping alone. She wished.....she just wished. On her way home, she decided to stop by a favorite hang out for a quick drink.
'The Blue Collar' was a bar for just that, but you could find a full range of people there. On any given night, you could find skaters talking w
I Know Who You Did Last Summer Part 5 2008-08-12 19:17:00 This time I was the one sat on the toilet, with Mel stood up in front of me. Her PVC pencil skirt was in bunches around her waist, pushed up there by my furious hands as they searched frantically for her crotch. Her sodden black lace panties were around the ankles of her leather knee-high boots, quickly pulled down as my I sought out her clit.
Instantly I began to use my tongue against Mel's clit, gently licking around her swollen bud before breaking away and teasing her by using the tip of my tongue to lick around her wet puffy lips. I used a hand to grip the dildo that I had insisted that Mel wear in her pussy before we left her house, and slowly thrust the whole length in an out of her pussy. A few times I ceased thrusting whilst the dildo was outside of Mel and gently teased her entrance with my slow tongue.
With each tease Mel would mutter through her moans how much of a tease I was, but her words only encouraged me to tease her even more. She was the one that wanted to orgasm
I Know Who You Did Last Summer Part 4 2008-08-11 19:16:00 Eventually we made our way over to the bath and spent at least an hour amongst the bubbles and the gorgeous warm water. The whole time was spent fondling each other, kissing and washing each others' bodies, finding out where the both of us were ticklish. It was whilst we were in the bath that Mel made a suggestion - that we go out for dinner. Only I got the suspicion that dinner in the normal sense wasn't quite what she intended.
Indeed, I was proved right as we made our way in Mel's car back into town. As I sat there in the passenger seat I looked across at Mel, but she didn't speak, only flashed me a sexy smile that I was now beginning to adore. I thought back to half an hour ago up in Mel's bedroom.
She had left me to dry myself off after our bath and gone ahead into the bedroom. I was wondering quite where we would go for dinner but as I left the bedroom, I knew I was right to have been suspicious. Across the bedroom, Mel was stood in front of the tall, pine clothes closet,
I Know Who You Did Last Summer Part 3 2008-08-10 19:14:00 Mel and I lay there collapsed on the bed for what seemed like an eternity, still connected by the slippery double-dildo embedded in both of our pussies. I used my muscles to grip firmly around the plastic shaft, setting off little shrills of electricity throughout my body. As we both recovered from our earth shattering orgasms, Mel was the first to speak.
"Oh my god Ellie, you made me cum so fucking good!" As she said this she slowly moved her hips around in a circular motion, again stirring up delicious feelings deep inside of me. I swear that I could have gone again, riding and bucking against each other until we came time and time again but I think Mel had other ideas.
She slowly moved her hips away from me, gently pulling the dildo out of my pussy, stretching my lips in the process. Mel moved her head towards mine and began kissing me softly, letting her tongue roll over me lips which was a further turn on in itself.
"Don't leave me," I whispered to Mel as the dildo finally lef
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