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The Awakening of Janis part47

Monday, January 18th, 2010

They arrived at the theater, a run down looking affair after driving by it

only once in their search. “I’m not sure I want to go in there,” Janis said

tensely. “Oh, come on – you can’t chicken out now,” dared Garolynn. They got

to the window and there was a sign that accompanied ladies were free. The

girls paid for Peter and they walked into the theater. It was darker than

usual and they stood in the entry for a minute as their eyes got accustomed to

the light. A woman was sucking on a giant cock and it came all over her face

just before Peter suggested that they sit three rows down from where they were

standing. As they sat down, two studs were feeling up a large breasted woman

on the screen. She took out one of their cocks and began to suck on it.

“Wish someone would do that for me,” Peter whispered to both the girls. They

giggled nervously as the second man removed the woman’s panties and began to

…End of the part47. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part38

Friday, January 8th, 2010

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The Awakening of Janis part24

Thursday, December 24th, 2009

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The Awakening of Janis part21

Monday, December 21st, 2009

fingers enter her pussy as his lips moved to her breasts. She began to moan

softly again as her breaths came in short, raspy sounds. He stopped his hand

movements as his lips slowly surrounded her nipples. He wet her nipples, bit

them softly which caused her entire body to jump. “Oh God,” she thought, “He

knows every button on my body to push.” She moaned, thrusting her breast at

his mouth. She could feel a breeze blowing across her alveoli, causing a new

sensation that she had never felt before. He had wet her breast with his

mouth and was now blowing on the wet part, causing sensations to move from her

breast all the way through her abdomen. As he blew, he moved his fingers in

her pussy, the sensation of both causing her body to gyrate spasmodically to

the movement of his fingers.

She had never been this aware of her sexuality before now. She knew he could

…End of the part21. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part129

Thursday, December 3rd, 2009

working across her stomach and tickling her tummy button. He sucked on her

tummy button as she began to feel the flames ecstacy spread along her abdomen.

As Peter’s tongue began to work near her already swollen clit, she found

herself tilting her hips and spreading her legs to expose her aroused member

to the flicking of his tongue. Her breath began to come is short gasps, soft

moans were escaping from her lips. Peter’s tongue was like a hot iron,

teasing her clit. Juices were running down her legs, being washed away by the

water flowing from her back. Peter kept massaging her clit with his tongue

and massaging her buttocks with his hands. She didn’t know what turned her on

about the kneading of her buttocks, but it was driving her wild. As the

spasms of desire crescendoed through her abdomen, she thrust her clit into

Peter’s mouth. His fingers dug into her buttocks as her orgasm lifted the

feelings from her legs. She began to lean against the wall as she was

…End of the part129. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part124

Saturday, November 28th, 2009

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The Awakening of Janis part123

Friday, November 27th, 2009

said Peter. “Go to the back side, next to the freeway. We’ll wait for

everybody there.”

As they got in the car, and started toward the motel. “Just drive more slowly

than usual,” said Peter. “If they can’t follow, they know where we are.”

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I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part7

Friday, October 9th, 2009

“Obedient sexual slave.” The Chief was mostly amused at my losing the first bet.

I don’t know how to tell him (or if I should tell him) about the rest. About now

the Chief comes back in with a tray with some coffee cups & cookies on it. He

sets it down turns to me and says, “Unless you still have something to bet, I

expect we’re through.” Luckily I’m still blushing or the flush I could feel would

have given something away. This has definitely gotten out of hand. J, with great

ceremony, returns my shirt, which I put on while we eat our cookies and drink the

coffee. J and The Chief go to the living room. I follow, and sit v-e-r-y

carefully (J only gave back the shirt). After the cookies are gone and J is

making the “I’m on my way out” motions, he stops and asks me what time dinner is

on Friday. “Seven,” I stammer. “That would be wonderful,” he says. He gathers up

his winnings, returns my tights to me, kisses me on the cheek and saying goodbye

to the Chief, leaves. “Well you surely know how to spice up a low stakes card

game.” The Chief tells me as we go up to bed. “You don’t know the half of it!” I

think to myself. Anyway, I didn’t hear from J until Wednesday. He called me

during the day and wanted to know if we were still on for Friday. I could feel

myself redden. I duck my own embarrassment by answering only the question he

asks. I reply that sure, we’re on or something like that. As I sit there

listening to him, I’m breathing faster, becoming anxious, and at the same time,

becoming quite horny. I’ve been putting this out of my mind as if I couldn’t

quite believe that he’d appear or that anything would happen. His voice disturbs

that. While I’m dealing with these emotions, he tells me quietly that I don’t

have to have him come over. Not sure how to react, I heard myself tell him that

it was fine. Taking a deep breath, I tell him that I always pay off my debts.

…End of the part7. To be continued..

I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part27

Sunday, October 4th, 2009

did take me out, but that’s too complicated to go into now, perhaps later at

another session. The last thing he did Saturday night was probably the most

physically intense. He tied me to the 4 corners of my bed. Then he blindfolded

me. I had images of being tit-fucked again or of taking him in my mouth while he

held me down, of all kinds of things. He gave me a massage. At least it began as

a massage. Then it kind of evolved into something else. He stopped kneading my

muscles as much as he titilated my skin. He spend several minutes running his

hands up my thighs and down my stomach until I was ready to beg him to touch my

pussy, screw me, touch me, anything. Then he disappeared for a couple of

minutes. The next thing I felt, remember I was blindfolded, was him putting a

warm wash cloth over my sex. I knew what he was doing when he began to lather it

up. He told me that I needed to be very still and then began to shave my pubic

hair away. Now my husband and I engage in oral and anal sex, though normally

inside, so it wasn’t as if any of the specific acts were new to me. Shaving

myself isn’t something I’ve had to do or wanted to do for that matter. Somehow,

it felt forbidden and deliciously sexy to have him do it this way. He certainly

took his time over it, and while I suspect he wasn’t ever using the razor on me

while he did it, he did rub my clit a lot while reminding me that I needed to

stay still while he shaved me. That was fairly intense. When he was done, he used

a wet cloth to clean off the last of the soap. Then he went down on me, and down

on me and down on me. I lost count of how many times he made me come. When he

stopped, he put some baby oil on my newly shaved pussy. That’s when I felt there

was something he was hiding. After he oiled me, he used his fingers on me and

started me coming again. Then, I swear, he tried to see how long he could make

me come. He used his tongue, his fingers, his prick, then started over with his

tongue. He did it so long that I couldn’t catch my breath. When he untied me, I

was dizzy. He had to help me to the bathroom. He wouldn’t let me take off the

blindfold right away, but I did feel that he’d left a patch of fuzz on the upper

right hand side of my pubic hair. It wasn’t until I’d spend another night just

like the last one (I did make him come three times, once in each aperture as he

called it) coming maybe a dozen separate times myself that I got to see myself in

the light. I kept that heart shaped pubic patch for a couple of months after

that. Oh, look at the time. I’ve got to be going. I must say I enjoyed this

more than I thought. What? Oh, yes, I do re-do the heart from time to time…

I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part24

Thursday, October 1st, 2009

outside that way, in my own yard. I didn’t care that I was naked; I didn’t care

that my neighbors might see me. I didn’t care that any of a number of very

awkward things might happen, I was not me any more, at least not just then, I was

woman as sex, not just as sex object, but as the embodiment of sex itself. J was

there naked as I was, sporting an enormous erection that practically glowed in

the dark. He’d had me, made me come twice, but he’d held off. I couldn’t have

that. I latched onto him like a hungry tiger, taking his erection into my mouth,

grabbing his hips, literally so he couldn’t get away from me, because it was

important to me that I make him come. He allowed me to work on him for a moment

then for a couple, then he tried to get me to stop. I held on for dear life.

After a few seconds he stopped trying to pry me off and instead grabbed my hair

and pulled me to him, forcing himself deeper into my mouth, erupting as he did

it. I swallowed every drop. When he was through (I made sure) he just hugged me

for a few moments, then very quietly he said, “You could become habit forming,”

and then hugged me again. He helped me to my feet and took me back into the

house. He lead me to the bathroom and turned on the shower. When it was warm he

put me in and followed. He didn’t let me do anything right away. He started on

my feet and lathered his way up to mid thigh before starting on the other one.

He repeated the process, soaping my foot and calf and about half way up my thigh.

Then he stood up and washed my arms and back and then took out shampoo and did my

hair. When he was done with that and I was all rinsed off, he washed my face,

pausing to kiss me long and deep. I could get used to being pampered, I told

myself. Then he soaped my stomach and my bottom, being VERY thorough. He did my

thighs and then worked up to my breasts and washed them with incredibly gentle

strokes and movement. I’d relaxed but the last couple of minutes started my

…End of the part24. To be continued..

I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part17

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

play with yourself,” he said matter of factly, rather as if he’d asked to see how

brushed my hair. I sat down. I didn’t want him to see this. I agreed, but I was

looking for a way out of it. I sat down, leaned against the big chair and pulled

a pillow behind me. I showed him. It was very weird. He was paying so much

attention to me that it became flattering. I was very shy at first, but he

gently encouraged me and he was right, I didn’t want him to leave. It seemed

stupid to have had rather intimate sex with him, but draw the line at this. I was

close to coming when the doorbell rang. I stopped dead, as if they’d know I was

doing this if I kept it up. J took a $20 from his wallet and handed it to me.

“That’s the Pizza delivery man. Tell him to keep the change.” I stood up and

reached for my robe. “No. Like that.” J said, “You can hide behind the door, at

first, but open it all the way and let him see you when you pay him and take the

pizza.”

I realized later that J was a master of contradictions. I flirt, therefore he

puts me into situations where I’m afraid to flirt. He gets me horny and then

changes what’s happening so I can’t do anything about it. I like to make people

notice me and he makes me the center of attention so I can’t do anything to be

noticed more. I like to lead men on and he takes control. He is the master, but

he’ll only stay until I tell him to go. J is a head trip, a royal head trip.

He’s also kind of cute, not just physically, but in how he manipulates me to do

more than I want or than I dare. Look at what he did to me. He insists that I

masturbate for him. He watches me the whole time, but keeps me off balance when

get near coming so that I’m incredibly horny and he won’t quite let me come.

…End of the part17. To be continued..

KIM and RICK Part 2 part16

Tuesday, August 11th, 2009

his every lick. He played her like an instrument, building her up and

down sexual peaks with his tongue and fingers as he patiently brought

her ever-closer to sexual Nirvana. Kim was gasping, with absolutely

no control over her body, her hips bucking up and down, trying to draw

Rick’s tongue further inside her. Her oily breasts gleamed under the

kitchen light, and her erect, pink nipples stood straight up, each

like a strawberry in a bowl of cream. Finally, over two hours since

I’d brought her inside, Rick finally gave the orgasm for which she

hungered. Pushing her legs apart so that they were pinned to the

table like a butterflies wings, Rick mashed his face into her cunt,

forcing his tongue into her sexual essence, at last allowing her

sexual release. Kim, usually pretty quite during our lovemaking,

…End of the part16. To be continued..

KIM and RICK Part 2 part15

Monday, August 10th, 2009

form, and so in unison we lowered our hands and started spreading the

oil all over her. Kim gasped in surprise, and murmured something

about not believing what I’d done, but making no attempt to free

herself from the table or close her legs. Instead, she squirmed and

moaned under our touch, reveling in two sets of hands devouring her

slippery, oily flesh, roaming over her breasts, swollen nipples, clit,

and wide-open cunt.

After plenty of massaging, I took up station behind the camera, and

zoomed in close as Rick slipped off his bathrobe and lowered his mouth

once again to Kim’s hot pussy. Alternating between running the tip of

his tongue around her clit and then plunging it deep inside her, he

soon had Kim’s poor, overstimulated and unsatisfied cunt twitching at

…End of the part15. To be continued..

KIM and RICK Part 2 part10

Wednesday, August 5th, 2009

slightly parted and betrayed a slight sheen of moisture. I told her

to show me her breasts, and she hesitated only slightly before she

cupped both of her snowy white mounds in her hands, and then traced

her finger over her erect, pink nipples, slowly circling around the

aeroles before pinching the nipples themselves. Sensing her

increasing excitement, I commanded her to show me her pussy, and she

immediately traced one hand down between her legs while the other

continued to massage and squeeze her breasts. She widened her stance

slightly, then cupped the palm of her hand over her mound, grinding

back and forth. Then she pulled back all but two fingers, which she

worked between her now glistening pussy lips.

…End of the part10. To be continued..

Adult Text JULIE part6

Friday, July 31st, 2009

“Never all I want, Julie,” I laughed.

All through the meal we talk, becoming more at ease with one

another, as our comments turn to more suggestive topics. The

poor waitress doesn’t quite know how to handle some of the con

versation she manages to overhear as we talk about various swing

ing experiences. She brings the change back from paying the

bill, when Julie asks, “Are you guys ready? I am.”

Brad asks in return, “Ready for what, Julie.”

“Ready to take anything and everything you two guys can give me.”

…End of the part6. To be continued..