This did not end here. Kristin continued her oral caress on Dianne's clitoris in the most loving, tender, and yet vigorous manner, and from this very delicious stimulus, Dianne had four more orgasms in the next few minutes; each orgasm was more intense than the previous one. Her last orgasm was so intense and obviously so pleasurable that Kristin broke down and cried for Dianne in happiness. We all then fell into a long and dreamy sleep, snuggling close together, to recharge for another round several hours later (I'll spare you the details of our subsequent lovemaking, except that it was even better).
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Dianne replied, “Kristin wanted me to tell you these things if I felt
from our conversation that it would not damage your marriage relationship –
she wants me to tell you that she still loves you deeply. She has known for
awhile that you were infatuated with me. You know, women can see these
things. I desire you so much and I want to make love to you. Let’s go back
to my apartment and there we can enjoy one another and talk more about this
crazy situation.”

Making love to Dianne that afternoon was heavenly. Her body, though
short, was well proportioned, more like a 21 year old rather than her real age
of 35. Her breasts were not large, and not small, but were of the right size,
firm and did not sag one bit — taking her brassiere off, which was a low-cut
front snap design, was an experience I’ll never forget. When I cupped her
breasts in my smallish hands, I wished that I could become her brassiere so I
could cup her breasts all day. And Dianne was sexually free, boy, was she
free. She was even more open about her sexuality than Kristin, and Kristin
has always been a tiger in bed.

I want you to enter that amateur contest tomorrow night.”
he said. I was almost shocked back to reality. But I
decided to promise him anything, whether I would actually
do anything was another story. His hand had once again
slid up my dress and was stroking me.
“Okay, I’ll do it, just give me relief.” I told him.
He picked up the pace a bit and I finally came. But he
kept working his finger in and out.
When we arrived back at the hotel, I was ready to
come again. He pulled his hand out though. We walked to
the elevator. I could see a stain on the front of my
dress. I couldn’t believe how hot and bothered I was,
especially after having had so much sex that weekend.
Luckily, we didn’t run into anyone. When we entered the
elevator, Craig pulled his zipper down and ordered me to
suck him. I obediently dropped to my knees and pulled
his cock out. I engulfed the head with my mouth,
unconcerned that it was a glass elevator (the glass was
smoked so it was unlikely anyone could have seen anything
anyway). Craig may have talked a good game, but he was
not totally unaffected by our night out. He was rock
hard. When we reached our floor, we quickly ran to the
room (Craig didn’t even zip back up).
Craig was all over me as soon as the door closed.
We didn’t even remove our clothing. I just hiked my
skirt and Craig later untied my halter to get access to
my breasts. Craig dropped his pants and undershorts to
the floor and pulled me down to the carpet. He entered
me hurriedly, as I raises my legs over his head onto his
back. This was exactly what I needed. He pumped
furiously into me. It reminded me of he couple we had
witinessed the night before. I came and kept coming.
Craig finally shot deep into me and we both just laid
spent on the floor.

“What are we doing here?’ I asked.
“I thought that since you had stimulation all night,
now it was my turn.” he replied.
“I don’t want to go in there, I want to go back to
the room.” I whined.
“Why do you want to go back there when the night is
still young?”, he teased. He wanted me to say it.
“I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard and often NOW!”
I answered.
“But what about me? You’ve had all night to get hot
and bothered and I want to have a little fun now.” he
said.
“I’ll do anything you want as long as you take me
back to the room NOW!” I was running out of patience.
“Anything?” he teased.
“Anything!” I replied.
“Okay, but I want you to do something special for
me.” he gave me an evil grin. I was to hot to notice and
just nodded my head. He started the car and headed back
to the hotel. “I want you to help me live out a fantasy.

Sexy Teen Sex
The boy's groan joined the girl's and with one final thrust he came to rest upon her. Craig had unbuttoned my shirt most the way down and was working on my pants. His hand slid into my panties and he could tell how excited I was. I could feel him rubbing his bulge against my leg and knew that the show had affected him too. The girl buttoned up her blouse and pulled on her panties as the boy pulled his pants back on. She did not bother to replace the brassiere, instead slid it into a small bag that was off to her side. They rose and walked off hand in hand. Craig said, "I want you now, right there!" We slid down the dune from our vantage point and took the spot so recently vacated. I lowered my pants and removed my already unbuttoned blouse. Jack had dropped his pants and was raising his shirt over his head. I pressed my body against him and our mouths joined as the shirt cleared his head. I pushed him down to the ground on the exact spot the couple had lain. There was no need for preliminaries. I was already soaking. I grabbed his dick and guided it straight into my pussy. I like being on top (especially when it means not getting sand all over myself) and was soon riding away. I tried to keep our volume down, considering the noise that had attracted us in the first place, but Craig was being no help, repeating "Oh yeah" over and over.We did not last long and soon I collapsed on top of Craig, both of us spent.

You walk into the small room with its vaulting ceiling. The
lights dim automatically as you take your seat in the comfortable
green chair. A blond man walks across the darkened stage, and a
spotlight hits his face, casting sharp shadows across its pale lines.
He smiles at you, the sole patron of this most elegant club tonight.

“A private show?” he asks. You nod, waiting for him to
announce the act. His smile deepens, as he steps back, gesturing
grandly at the room around you. “Welcome to Wench Works! Tonight for
your entertainment and…pleasure…we have a very special
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FROM : ROGER HOFFMIRE
TO : ALL
SUBJECT: Another submissive fantasy

Ok everyone, if ya read my last submissive fantasy (I think it was
message #171 or so, the subject was Submissive fantasy) then you
realize I had 3 Mistress and My real Mistress was Mistress Sabrina.
Well at the end of last session I was told to come back next weekend
and like last weekend I planned to have all 3 Mistress’s at the same
time again, but not to be. This is how it really went.
I arrive at he door and knock and wait patiently. Upon the
opening of the door I see Mistress Sabrina with a leash in her hand and
a empty collar at the end of She says in a very stearn voice
“fill this collar now immediately or be punished”, I immediately
step inside and put on the collar, she then slaps my face for being too
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FROM : SOLITAIRE ONE
TO : MAGGIE THE CAT
SUBJECT: Next scenario

As you lie there, still helpless in your velvet ropes and
blindfold, every sense is attuned to trying to determine what I am
going to do next. You feel something crawl up from the bed onto
your armpit, and your mind searchs to try to identify what it is.
Oh God! You are deathly afraid of spiders! You feel it climb up
your armpit to your chest, and every nerve ending in your body comes
alert, and in spite of your horror, you realize that your nipples
and clit are fully erect, protruding proudly in spite of your fears.
You feel it crawl up your firm breast until it pauses at your
nipple, and you hesitate to breathe for fear it will bite your poor
defensiveless nipple. Your breath slowly returns as it continues
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