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The Strap On

Monday, August 29th, 2005

Robin was lost in thought as she rode the Clark St. bus on her way to her job as a junior trader at the Board of Trade in downtown Chicago. Having only graduated from the U of I three months ago, she felt very lucky indeed to have landed such a good job in such a short period of time. If she kept her nose to the grindstone and worked hard, Robin was sure that not only would this job provide the mental challenge she needed, but also the kind of money most folks only dreamed of. As the bus swayed to and fro as it passed over the Chicago River bridge, Robin thought that the only real problem she had since moving to The Big Windy was the lack of any real social life. By now she had hoped to have made some close friends but it just hadn’t worked out that way with the workload she was carrying. Even in college she had just a handful of good friends, with no boy friends at all. Robin worried about her seeming total disinterest in men, and often wondered if she were maybe gay. In college, although she never showed it, she was always more interested in being with the girls. Her friend Joan had always kidded her that she was sexually repressed and just needed a good lay. Robin just would laugh and give the old “when I meet the right guy I’ll know it” line. This had gone on for four years with no sexual contact with men or women. Now she had read all the manuals and “how to” sex books but had never gone any farther than the masturbation part, and thankfully she didn’t have a problem having an orgasm!!! From her first attempt in high school Robin had discovered that her body was highly sexed and that orgasms came very easily for her, and just a few twists on her nipples made her pussy wet and hot, and either a her finger on her clit or a candle used as a substitute dick made her have shattering cums. So although she often wondered about having sex with a partner, she certainly wasn’t under any pressure to get it over with. Just then the bus stopped at Jackson St. where Robin hopped off and headed off to the office. Her mind then turned to the business of the day, but sex was surely in the back of her head.

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The Salesgirl

Saturday, August 27th, 2005

Kathy stood by the front door of Cox Shoe Store waiting for the last few customers of the day leave. It was almost five o’clock and she had a lot to do before Mark picked her up to go to the movies. As luck would have, however, at five to five another customer walked through the door. Kathy groaned to herself, “Why me?!?” She looked to see if either of the other salesgirls were free, but no such luck, they were both still showing shoes to the two ladies still seated in the try on chairs. Kathy moved towards the fiftyish lady who was by now looking at a display of high healed evening shoes and asked, “May I help you ma’am?” “Yes,” she replied, “I’m looking for a pair of black patent leather pumps, something like these, maybe.” The lady was holding a popular black pump with three and one half inch heals. Kathy directed the woman to sit down so she could measure her foot. Kathy helped the lady slip of her shoe and slid it into the foot measurer. The woman had on a pair of very expensive silk stockings that clung to her perfectly shaped ankle and foot. As Kathy adjusted the position of her foot, she thought that she heard the lady make a small gasp. Kathy looked up to see if everything was okay. The woman caught her with a steady gaze, but gave no sign of there being a problem. Kathy made the necessary measurements and announced that she needed to find a 7b in black patent leather pumps.

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Orgasm Machine

Thursday, August 25th, 2005

Finally the end of a very long day, much longer than normal. I stare at the phone, wanting to call you, to hear the sound of your voice, I know that there is no way that you can answer that phone call even if you wanted to. By now, my grand experiment, the afternoon of teasing and sweet torment for you and our evening of play as Master and sub, would already have begun. As I look at the clock on my desk, a grin starts to grow on my face. By now, you are probably ready and waiting for me. I remember how it began. We had just finished one of our evening sessions of bondage, teasing, torment, and, yes, satisfaction. I had fallen asleep, when I awoke, you were still snuggled in my arms. As I slowly opened my eyes and looked down, I saw you, looking back up at me. Those eyes of yours, now wide open, were speaking to me when nothing else could. Your tender lips were still wrapped around that white ballgag, the rubber ball, deep inside your mouth, held in place by the white leather strap fastened at the nape of your neck. The only sound coming from behind that ball is the soft sound of moaning. I love that sound, it says so much more than a dictionary of words could ever say. Feeling your firm breasts pressing against me, I remember, with a chuckle, that there is nothing else that you can do. Your arms are still tied tightly, your wrists bound palm to palm and your elbows tied, touching. The effect of tying your elbows, making you thrust those tender breasts forward, has always excited me. And it always will. At least I had remembered, before our playtime, to untie your ankles. I had to, the way you were tied when I came into the room, your ankles tied to your thighs in a lotus position, and your body, your head, bent forward, I had two choices. One was to rest you on your back, with your legs lifted into the air, and to take you that way. The other choice, the one I preferred and the one I picked, was to untie the rope around your ankles, slowly and gently remove that pesky little vibrator that had been doing its work between your legs, and to take your body and your mind to new heights.

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Stud Toy

Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005

“Girls, I think you’re gonna enjoy today’s entertainment,” Billie Harris said to her Thursday afternoon bridge partners, “it’s been a long time since we’ve had a really well hung stud grace our presence, but today I think I’ve outdone myself!!!” Kimberly Farlow crossed and uncrossed her legs and while asking softly, “Is he as big as Bobby, you know that kid that did your lawn a couple of years ago!?!” “I don’t know about that,” Billie said with a laugh, “but Jamel is much more, shall we say, forceful, than Bobby ever was, in fact, I think that you could say that he’s really quite dominant!!!” “Oh, good,” Marion Hart chimed in while stubbing out her cigarette, “I really liked Bobby, but he was so soft spoken and docile that you didn’t feel like you were really being taken, ya know what I mean!?!” Barbara Knox threw her head back and laughed before exclaiming, “I seem to remember you screaming pretty darn loud when Bobby shoved that monster into your pussy, Marion!!!” Both Billie and Kimberly snickered at Barb’s comment, but Marion just shrugged her shoulders and rejoined, “I didn’t say it wasn’t great, I just meant that he was a little bit on the shy side, come on guys, give me a break will ya!!!” “Now ladies,” Billie chided, “let’s play some cards until he gets here, we’ll have plenty of time to compare techniques later on, so let’s deal!!!”

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Don And Dina

Sunday, August 21st, 2005

“I think he looks just darling,” Margo said enthusiastically, “I actually believe he could pass, what do you think!?!” “Mmmmm, “she” does look pretty,” replied Dina, “let’s take him to the mall and find out!!!” Don Warren stood helplessly in front of his wife, Dina, and her best friend, Margo, while the two talked about him as if he weren’t even there!!! Ten years ago when he married Dina he knew that she had a very dominant personality, but not until several years into their marriage did he find out just how strong willed and forceful she could be!!! The culmination of her handy work was now staring back at him in the full length mirror in their bedroom, and unfortunately and embarrassingly for him, his wife and her also dominant friend had transformed him from a normal healthy male, into a cross dressing transvestite!!! After having given him a bath, the two women removed all the hair from his body, save his head, leaving him baby smooth and hairless!!! Then much to his horror, Dina produced frilly feminine under things for him to wear under a leather mini skirt and silk blouse, and after applying makeup and a wig, Don had to admit that with the possible exception of the size of his hands and feet, it was almost impossible to tell that he wasn’t really a woman!!! While he sat silently in the back seat of the car, the two women chatted casually at how pretty “Donna” looked, land how surprised another man would be if he stuck his hand up “Donna’s” skirt and felt his “vagina”!!! “What do you think would happen if a big stud pulled down her panties,” Dina laughed!?! “He’d probably flip her over and fuck her in the ass,” replied Margo while trying to contain her laughter, “or he might just pull out his own cock and make out little “Donna” suck him off, how’d you like that, little girl, how’d you like to suck a big hard cock!?!” When Don didn’t reply, Dina halfway turned around to face him and snapped, “Margo asked you a question, cunt, now answer her or I’ll stop the car and make you wish that you had!!!” With tears welling up in his eyes, he softly replied, “No, I wouldn’t like that at all!!!” “That’s better,” Dina replied evenly, “but of course you realize, that you have absolutely nothing to say about it, don’t you cunt, and stop your crying, you’re gonna make your makeup run!?!” And in and even smaller voice he replied, “Yes, ma’am, I know it!!!”

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First Time Anal

Thursday, August 18th, 2005

I like to have my featured illustrated stories about twice a month. This one is called First Time Anal.

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The Afternoon Tea Party

Monday, August 15th, 2005

They had been meeting like this for about three years, fifteen women in all, over fifty years old, widowed or divorced, and between relationships. The group had been organized by Betty Colton and her good friend Sarah Henderson. When they lost their husbands only two months apart, both women felt as though their sex lives had been ended for good. After months of mourning their losses, they tepidly tried to enter the local senior citizen social scene, with not much to show for it. Increasingly they became frustrated with their situations, and decided to do something about it! What they came up with, was a semi formal club that only allowed membership to ladies with the above criteria. They found out was that there were a lot of women out there in the same boat they were in, that being alone for probably the first time in their life, and also with a very strong and persistent sex drive.

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Terrie Is A Tramp

Saturday, August 13th, 2005

Terrie had discovered boys quiet early. She made friends quickly and as a result became qiuet popular. Terri had always been quite adventurous when sex was any part of the equation. The 24-year-old, who had spent most of her life thus far living in and around San Diego, was known as one of the “easiest” girls to bed during her high school and college years. Not only was she wanton and loose in her ways, but Terri was also beautiful – and she knew it. Terri made several men her victim by charming them with her body. Her hair was naturally-blonde and went down well past her shoulders, to the midpoint of her back. She was tight and compact at 5-foot-5 and 101 pounds, and was stunning with a 36d-23-34 figure. Terri had an excellant tan and was more than willing to show off her charms in sexy, tiny outfits. She made it a practice to date a lot of guys throughout high school and college, but never stayed with anyone for an extended period of time until Frank came along. Frank, also 24, had been dating Terri for more than a year now. But at the same time, Terri was far from faithful to him – and he knew it. In fact, Frank liked the idea of his girlfriend going out and having sex with others. It turned him on. So, Terri could keep Frank as her main boyfriend, but she also had the freedom to go out and see others. One thing which really endeared her to Frank was the fact that he had been arranging gang-bangs, with her as the featured attraction, once a month for nearly a year. Terri liked being at the center of gang-bangs, because there were plenty of willing men who would do their best to satisfy her. But, Terri had never been satisfied. She always wanted more. No one – not even a group of men – had ever fully satisfied her.

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Work Out

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

Working out has always been an erotic delight. As I am sweating on one of the many Cardiovascular machines that are littered around the gym, I watch the sexy sweaty bodies work out. In seconds, the bodies are naked before my eyes and I can see each and every contour. I purposely work out very late at night, hoping that one night my fantasy of naked bodies would come true. I have imagined myself many of times, being surrounded by several gorgeous body builders using the exercise machines to cure my perverse sexual needs. This evening was no different. I chose my EFX-244 Cardiovascular Cross Trainer carefully, making sure it gave me complete visual access. There were only three other people working out in the gym with me. As I climbed onto the machine, I imagined the women completely naked. She had large round firm breasts that begged to be sucked and stroked. I knew her bush was thick and curly because I saw it through her sweaty exercise shorts. Her legs were well cut displaying long hours of tedious exercises. She turned showing me her tight ass. As she leaned over the bench, grabbing a weight, her ass cheeks spread giving me a clear view of her tight hole and wet pink pussy lips.

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Home Early

Sunday, August 7th, 2005

As the wheels to the plane touched down, Fred O’Connor reached up to the over head bin and hauled down his one carry on piece of luggage. “Home a day early,” he thought to himself, “boy will Sylvia be surprised to see him!” He grabbed a hack in front of the terminal and gave the driver his address in Northbrook, an upper middle class suburb twenty miles north of Chicago’s loop. It had been a grueling trip, four cities in three days, and it felt good to be home! The cab stopped in front of his split level, and Fred was in such a good mood he tipped the driver and extra ten! He couldn’t wait to get inside and give Sylvia the good news about his trip, big sales to two of his regular customers, and a pretty nice one to a guy he had been working on for over a year! As he strode up the walk to his front door, he was a little bit puzzled that the house was dark, it was only ten p.m., and both cars were in the garage, so she must be at home. Besides the lights, the next thing that seemed out of the ordinary was the smell, the moment he closed the front door behind him, he detected the aroma of burning incense. He was about to yell out to her, when all at once he recalled that about a month ago he thought he detected the faint smell incense, but Sylvia had just laughed it off and told him that she had spilled some vanilla while cooking, and that must be what he was smelling. He hadn’t given it another though until this very moment, but the odor hanging heavy in the air was definitely incense! “Why would she lie about something like that,” he thought, while quietly climbing the carpeted stairway?!? The closer he got to the spare bedroom at the end of the hall the stronger the aroma got. From the partially open door he could see a very dim light being cast that seemed to be that from a candle. He silently pushed the door slightly more ajar, and as his eyes accustomed themselves to the candle light, he almost fainted from what he was seeing!!! There on the bed spread eagle, with her hands and feet tied to each corner of the bed frame, was his beautiful blonde wife of five years, laying naked before a huge black man, who from what Fred could see, was completely naked as well!!!

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