Massage

I see you sitting at the computer and walk up behind you pushing your hair away gently rubbing your tense shoulders softly kissing your neck. "You feel so tense, why don't you go hop into a nice hot shower and I'll give you a melting massage?" I half ask half command.

"This could wait," you say and you head off to bathroom. I turn off the computer and prepare for you changing into a simple red silk robe.

"Feeling better?" I ask as I see you standing there towel slung around your waist your red hair damp. "Lie down on the bed, on your front." You collapse onto bed. I arrange your hair and starting out at the bump at top of your spine walking my fingers down pulling out tension. You smell the slight scent of vanilla and figure I'm using my scented oils. I return to your shoulders pressing outwards and continuing along your arms my hands gently massaging and caressing every square inch.

When I reach your hands I carefully do each finger and place a soft kiss on your palm before working back up sensing the relaxation spreading. As I move down the other arm I can feel your eyes upon me and I kiss your inner elbow, before working down to your fingers. Seeing the limp relaxed state of your body. When I move back straddling your body working on your back where the most obvious tension is stored. Working from your spine cracking your back as I go moving my warm fingers outwards finally running them up you sides. Then back down using circular motions to ease the muscles. I go once more over your back using a simple chopping motion testing for any tension.

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Play My Game

You agreed to play my games for the night. You were my first, my only, and therefore you figured it wouldn't be much of anything and humoured me. Fortunately, I had been doing my research.

When you got home I was nowhere to be found. You climbed the stairs and saw that the large four-posted bed in our room had been freshly made up with black sheets. On the pillow there lay a folded piece of paper, instructing you to get undressed and wait until I got home. You smiled, thinking of the night ahead as you placed your clothes in the hamper.

I'll admit I was nervous when I got home; I had never tried anything like this before. Everything was prepared though, and I knew I had to go through with it. It could turn out to be a lot of fun. I smiled with childish delight when I came into the room and saw you nude, waiting, your eyes locked on mine as I came through the door. I didn't conceal my pleasure in seeing you, for I was in your arms, fully clothed, within seconds. Your arms stole around me as I nibbled on your earlobe and breathed on your neck. You rested your chin on my hair and started in surprise when I slipped the first loop of rope around your wrist.

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Ask The Neighbors

"Yeah, right!" Felicia guffawed into the phone as she chatted with her best friend, Cassie. She placed the lasagna noodles in the pan for dinner that night. "There is no way he's going to be interested now. We've been friends for over 2 years and he's been broken up with Summer for more than seven months. What on God's green earth makes you think Daniel is going to succumb to my advances now? Shit! It's just a dinner!"

"Hell, you don't have to get pissy with me, hon," Cassie grumbled back. "I'm just saying that no man agrees to drive a hundred miles for dinner, and then asks to stay the night knowing you have only one bed…no man on God's green earth does that by mistake. He wants a little dessert, too," Cassie mimicked her.

"Sorry, I'm nervous," Felicia apologized. "You know how long I've had my eye on Daniel. I'm tired of feeling like I'm throwing myself at him. The whole time I've known him, he's been telling me I'm too much of a flirt. Pretty boy, or not, I'm past that stage now, and I sure as hell don't want to set myself up for deflated expectations. Who knows if he's even going to like this lasagna, let alone my lingerie."

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SchoolRoom Escapade

It was pushing 5pm and the school was slowly emptying out. Everyone eager to get on with their weekend plans except him, he had work to do so there he was. His mind began drifting off of the job at hand and to her. That special lady he thought about so many times throughout the day. He wished so bad that he could taste her, smell her, and feel her soft warm supple skin. Taste the hardness of her nipples, feeling her skin tingle as his mouth explored her. But here he was, alone in his empty classroom when suddenly he heard doorknob turn and there she was, walking in, locking the door behind her while dropping her clothing one piece at a time... By the time he had realized, she had only her bra and skirt still on. Turning away from him, she lifted the skirt, letting him see no panties would impede his entrance, just the crack of her large supple bottom, the place he loved to explore. Gazing slowly up her back he watched as her little hands unsnapped her bra strap, letting it drop to the floor and turning at the same time, allowing him to see her erect nipples, tassels swinging like a strippers.

She knew he was enjoying the "performance" from the hardened bulge in his pants. His gaze was solely on her and that beautiful round bottom that she spread open wide while she slipped the skirt to her knees knowing how much he wanted touch her, taste her, enjoy her! He rubbed his aching crotch lightly hoping he could somehow ease the throbbing that only got worse with each touch. He knew she had come for a reason. They had talked of what they would do when they finally met but would she really pleasure him in the many ways she had promised or was this a figment of his imagination??...

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I'm A Dirty Whore

My name is Stacy. I'm 19 and addicted to sex. I think about it all the time. I have a good trim body, at five foot seven, and weigh 115 pounds. I'm so hot, for sex, that I masturbate every day. I'm always on the lookout for some hot stud, to do nasty things with. I'm not one of these girls who "waits for the right guy to make love" No, I'm a fucking slut, and I fuck anything with a dick. Let me tell you about the time I lost my virginity.

It was my 18th birthday, and that night I was having a party. I knew there was going to be a lot of guys there, and whatever happened, I was going to make sure my cherry was popped for the first time. That was hours away though, and I was horny now. I couldn't wait; I wanted to get fucked now! I was home, alone, and jerking off, as usual, when the doorbell rang. I was only wearing a short slip so I looked through the peephole and there, on the other side, was a young man, around 20 years old.

It was a dream comes true, so I opened the door, part way, and with only my head sticking out I said, "Yes...what is it?" He said he was working his way through college selling magazine subscriptions and he would appreciate it if I would check it out. The old magazine subscription ploy, I thought, how wonderful. "Yes, yes...please, come in." I said. "I've been meaning to subscribe to some magazines. What a coincidence that you came today." I opened the door wider and this young man came in and asked if he could sit on the couch and show me his magazines. He was going to show me more then magazines, I thought.

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Safe from Harm

Caroline could feel their hands running all over her body. Three guys, three pairs of hands, each focusing on a different area of her body.

Three college boys, as good looking as any she'd ever seen. They'd chatted her up at a bar while her friends looked on, and to make them jealous she decided to take off with all of them. It wasn't until they were in the car on the way back that she had found out their names: Peter, the soccer player, lithe and toned; John, the football player, built and strong; and Jason, the basketball player, muscular, but with soft hands. In the car they'd made small talk, while the sexual tension had built up around them. They were painfully shy, but Caroline had become used to it. Most were when they first met her; a 5. 8" brunette with shoulder length hair, 34CC breasts, and legs to die for. Back at Peter's house she had stood in the middle of the living room and said, "So are you guys going to touch me or not?"

"How about it boys? Do you all want to fuck me?" She looked at each of them with lust filled eyes.

"Hell yeah!" they chimed in unison. "Well how about getting these clothes off me?" In a flash they were all over her, one ripping her shirt off, the other two pulling off her skirt. Her bra came off easily and her panties provided little resistance to the well muscled men that stood in front of her.

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Banana Split

Let me begin by saying that this is a true story. Also let me warn you that my writing style may not be to your taste; it's fairly journalistic and I tend to shy away from graphic descriptions. I assume the reader has a working imagination and can fill in any details I may gloss over. That being said, here we go...
Since I know this is important to some readers, let me briefly describe myself. (Feel free to skip this paragraph if you want. It's not central to the story.) As of the time of this writing, I'm twenty-one and about to enter my final year at a small, private, southern California college. I'm majoring in English, so if you notice any mistakes... um... let's just call it artistic license, okay? I'm Asian (American-born Chinese), 5'2" tall, slim, pretty, and of course, modest. On with the show...

This happened during my first year of college. It was my first time away from home and I got a little wild. (I've settled down since.)

One day during fall semester, my then-boyfriend and I went to the college cafeteria to eat lunch. As we went through the lunch line, we picked up our entrees, side dishes, desserts, drinks, and so on. One of the items I picked up was a nice-sized banana. (How's that for foreshadowing?)

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Taking Annie Flirting

I've been a flirt for a long time. I've always known about the power a pair of high heels and a bit of cleavage has over men and I've used it. For nearly 10 years, I was with Luke, a man who loved seeing me flaunt my body in public and, when our relationship ended a couple of years ago, I had to relearn how to flaunt it with strangers.

"You've always got so many guys!" my friend Annie complained several months ago.

"Look, there's that guy over there, looking at you now!" she added, once when we were out having a coffee.

I was wearing a short checked skirt and a pair of black strappy high heels and his eyes were moving down my slim legs to my feet. I smiled, half at Annie, half at him, as I stretched my feet out and wiggled my toes with their crimson-painted nails.

"God, you're a flirt!" said Annie, blushing. "And, what the hell have you got on under the skirt, Christy?" she added, as she glimpsed bare flesh at the top of my thighs.

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