The Other Christmas Package

Ena paused, her mind examining the past few days; the tension of organising then the happiness and joy of the day, Ralf’s mastery of her body in bed on Christmas eve, and now, tired but happy in her task of cleaning.

Looking around the floor she sighs at the debris of Christmas day; the torn wrapping paper, the colourful boxes; some torn in the excitement of opening, some opened with care to later hold the prized gift.

The paper and the torn boxes and packages, Ena pushes into a plastic sack, the others she stacks to one side to collect later.

Sitting on her heels the woman sweeps an arm over her hot brow then tries to clear the obstruction of a wayward lock of hair by blowing at it. It submits to the blast of air from her mouth but then more easily submits to the long enduring force of gravity and falls back to its regular place in front of Ena’s right eye.

Polly Eve 2

“The young lady has given us your name and has said that you would be prepared to vouch for her honesty, is that so?” 

The two men, both are quite hunky, and I guess security guards, stand by a desk at which sits a forlorn and dejected Polly Eve, one of my best friends. 

“I most certainly know her, gentlemen, and I know her to be upright and honest, but in order to maintain my integrity and reputation I must be aware of the facts.” 

Polly looks at me in shocked surprise that I didn’t, without hesitation give her a glowing reputation. Then, as she realises that I am going to extract the maximum pleasure from her discomfort, the look changes to resignation. 

“Oh for god sake!” my friend says, intending it to be under her breath but making it instead a sharp whisper. 

Polly Eve

“Hey, how did you afford to buy that?” Polly looked me in the eyes, “You didn’t did you, buy it I mean?”

I grinned and tried to twist out of her grasp.

“Whoa, not so fast, tell me…” her fingers dug into the flesh of my arms, “please girlfriend, tell me you didn’t…” She was reluctant to make the accusation outright.

I laughed and held up my hand with the ring on it, it sparkled like a diamond; it was a diamond and yes, I had “acquired” it.

It had been an impetuous act, I had been window shopping and was admiring the bling at the jewellers shop. Suddenly I found myself inside the shop and asking to see the one ring that had enticed me in.

Dear Diary

Tuesday a.m… Barbara came around; you know how I hate her visits. Why does she call me a friend? Could we be any different? Tall, slim, auburn haired, perfect shaped boobs that men can’t take their eyes off, and a bubbly personality. Then there’s me, short, carrying too much weight, mousy haired, boobs that are far too big, and no personality.

Barbara has a husband that treats her right – he showers her in everything that money buys, overlooks her indiscretions and doesn’t bother what she does all day. I swear he just buys himself eye-candy for social get togethers connected with his business. I sometimes wonder if they ever make love; she always has lovers and he is known to have roving eye.

Do I need to tell you again about Randy? He thinks more of his motorcycle than he does me. Does he get off on the power and vibrations when he rides it?

Ellie is Satisfied

Ellie

Each time that Ellie was in the office occupied by her friends Alice and Janice, they were grinning in that way that says – we know something you don’t - and it was so damned annoying. She wanted to ask, but if she did they would only take pleasure in making her look foolish. Single girls liked to do that to married girls; they were probably sick with jealousy that married girls got cock whenever they wanted. Ellie sighed, if only it were true that she got sex whenever – single girls had their pick of virile men whereas married women got fucked only when their husbands wanted “it”.

Last time Ellie was at their office door she thought that they whispered overly loud for her benefit. Something about ‘last night’, how ‘fucking exciting’ and ‘what a surprise’ it had been. It was bait, bait she didn’t want to take… but in the end her curiosity forced her to ask them what happened.

“Happened? Alice said, as if butter would melt in that dirty little mouth.

Janice, the bitch, just grinned that stupid superior grin that Ellie wanted to smack.

Alice and Janice discuss Terry

Alice wasn’t listening; she was concentrating on accommodating Terry’s big cock.

 True, she had boasted to her friends, especially Ellie, that hours of fucking her own pussy with a giant purple gel dildo had prepared her for this monster now opening up her pussy to its limits. But, as gorgeous as it was, it still needed concentration, particularly as Terry had no thought other than to try to plunge it to her depths in an instant. If he had his way there would be no foreplay.

Getting no answer Terry repeated, “You’re getting more cock than you should only because you promised me I’d get to fuck your friends Ellie and Janice.” The name Janice was emphasized.

Mismatched

As teenagers, Sienna and Laurie liked to tease the boys, occasionally allowing the ones they liked the better to steal a kiss, grab their butt, but to slap away a hand sneaking a grab at their pussy. The slaps came after allowing fingers the briefest tease at panties so the girls could, when on their own, giggle and describe what it felt like.

Then, at a club the girls met Harry and Karl, they gelled immediately.

After fooling around among the four of them, kissing, grabbing and teasing, the pairings were decided. Strangely in some respects Karl was attracted to Laurie despite the fact that he and Sienna attended the same university. Laurie liked his assertiveness. On the other hand, Sienna, bossy and feisty was drawn to Harry and his easy going ways. Laurie and Harry were so much alike, easy going and less academic than the other pair.

Companions

Charlee watched her friend Poppy as she walked a few steps ahead. The girl’s body seemed to move with ease, without apparent effort. Her slim arms swung freely, very confidently, hands splayed slightly. Her feet glided forward one in front of the other which caused her backside to sway seductively and her hips to tilt one way then the other. The high heels that she invariably wore stretched her slim calves revealing just the right amount of muscle. Blonde hair fell thickly over bare shoulders that tilted slightly in opposition to her hips. Today Poppy wore a tight summer dress that emphasized her tiny waist and every curve, every perfect nuance, of her tight young body.

Alice Stories - Ellie and Janice

Janice smiled across the small table outside their favourite bistro at her friend Ellie. It was a self-satisfied, “the cat that got the cream” type smile. If only poor married Ellie knew what she and Alice had got up to. And what promises Alice had made that she, Janice would get to fuck the object of her nocturnal fantasies and daytime dreams. Terry wanted to fuck her, he needed to, Alice had said.


Ellie was lost in her own day dream of being penetrated but in control of a cock the like of which she had never before seen, although she had had a few sexual encounters before marrying solid, dependable Tony none had sported such a beautiful appendage.

Honey Trap

“Emma said she saw you at the gym last week, and that you had a long chat.” Holly stood close to her neighbour, looking up into his brown eyes.

Randy could smell the woman’s perfume, it was heady. He wished she wouldn’t stand so close when they were alone like this. It took all his self control to stop from grabbing her and kissing her. Kissing was not high on his wish list at this moment though as Holly was dressed in only a tiny bikini and her tits were scantily covered. He wondered what it felt like to be her husband and fuck those tits.

Right now he was thankful that the swim shorts he was wearing were loose around the crotch as his thoughts had filtered through to his “old man” which was thickening up and, if he  continued lusting after his gorgeous young neighbour, would soon stand proud.

Alice Helps Janice

“So you're serious,” asked Janice, her face wore a look of tacit disapproval, “about Terry and fucking him? Does Tony know that you want another man’s cock?


“Shut up Janice, you know you want it too. It’s his cock I want not Terry, and don’t fool yourself that you want any different, ‘I don’t do third place, Terry,’ remember?” Ellie smiled a self-satisfied smile.


Janice typed furiously at her keyboard then paused and glared at her friend. “Alice has had it you know, his fat cock, the little bitch had to be first, couldn’t wait.” Once again the keyboard bore the brunt of her fury. “So Tony has no idea that his wife plans to…”

Alice Teaches Ellie

Ellie hoped that her surprise didn’t show as Alice led her into the small apartment. Everything was clean and tidy, not as Ellie had expected at all from her wayward friend and office colleague. And Alice’s taste in décor almost matched Ellie’s own… in fact it did… almost precisely. In the air was what seemed to her sensitive nose a familiar fragrance. The living area was warm and welcoming.

Although she had come, much to her embarrassment, to collect one of her friend’s giant gel dildos, and had expected to be handed the object and then leave, Ellie accepted Alice’s offer of an alcoholic drink.

Alice - Next Step

Alice’s face had that dreamy look as if, once again she was day dreaming of the day she masturbated, sucked and swallowed the cum from the huge cock of Terry the warehouse guy.

“Close your mouth, take those dirty fingers away from your pussy and get on with your work or sooner or later you will get caught and lose your job.” Janice’s words brought Alice’s reverie to an end and she pouted.

“Oh god sweety, apart from the fact that two of my bitchy friends didn’t warn me about how hard Terry would cum, I adored sucking that cock.” Her face beamed as visions of the events that day yet again flashed by her mind’s eye.

Alice's First Taste

“You are of course joking. You mean Terry the warehouse guy?” Janice stopped typing and pulled the ‘phones from her ears.

Alice just smiled an all-knowing smile. “Sweety? It is big, honestly, and I want to see it.”

Janice was used to her friend teasing her with unbelievable stories, and this one didn’t ring true either. Terry the warehouseman apparently had been seen on the beach in Speedos and the report was that he was hung. Typically, Alice wasn’t able to say just who had seen him, where or when. So, until proven Janice wasn’t about to believe her story.

That was until the day that Ellie rushed into the office and hissed for the two girls to follow her and quickly, and then vanished as rapidly as she had appeared. The two girls sped after their friend as quickly as their tight skirts and high heels would allow.

Halloween

Sammi whispered, “no, no you mustn’t, we mustn’t, oh...” She whispered it and without authority just in case her lover should think that she was serious, that she meant him to stop.

How strange, that in the dark she could see his face clearly and yet indistinctly, as if she didn’t know him. Yet his lips sucking at her labia, his strong tongue penetrating and exploring the entrance of her vulva seems as familiar as those of her husband.

His mouth sucking the copious flow of her vaginal secretions was the most natural thing on this earth. The sensations that his actions generated not only at her pussy but deep within it, deep within the depths of her body, were familiar yet came from an unfamiliar mouth, a mouth she had wanted for so long. Now, it was happening, she was his, he was at last hers. But... who was he?

The black hair was thick and silky between her fingers as she pulled his head tighter to her inflamed vulva. Shaking his head to free it from her grip he smiled up at her, his full lips glistening with juices fresh from lapping hard at her engorged labia. At her blown kiss he took a brief detour, climbing her aching body and sucking her mouth to his. As his tongue wormed into her oral cavity it carried the familiar mustiness of her own body that she always accepted as part oral sex.

Despite the considerable pleasure that his lips conveyed to her mouth, Sammi’s attention returned to the area that his mouth had left to cool. But it didn’t cool; in fact it was if his mouth were still there, his lips peeling apart the tender, sensitive wings of her inner labia. As if that probing tongue was wriggling to insinuate and fill the entrance to the fleshy tunnel that soon, she hoped, would be filled by his erect manhood as it plunged on its travel toward her womb.

The temperature of her body rose alarmingly, it scared her yet she delighted in it, knowing that from her heat and from the addition of his heat would come overwhelming yet exquisite sensations that always caused her to express the joy and delight in the coarsest language and at great volume.

Almost past caring yet totally aware of it, Sammi struggled to understand how his hot kisses that she enthusiastically returned, that were making her lips turn numb could at the same time be bringing her clitoris to the throbbing edge of orgasm.

Sammi tentatively reached to her groin; her fingers found blood engorged labia from which oozed her juices, pressed between them and into her vagina there was nothing but a continuation of the sensations of his mouth and tongue. Yet here still was his expert tongue in her mouth, his wicked hands on her breasts, nipping at her nipples as if at her clitoris.

An inspired thought occurred to her as she delighted in the man’s artistry at her mouth, at her breast, at her vulva... “Oh god, I need his gorgeously thick and hard cock to pierce my aching pussy... if only...”

She was forced to draw a deep breath as, between her thighs, and muscular hips brushed them further apart and at her vulva heat from him further effused her labia begging to be forced apart. Then, there it was, the thickness that pushed slowly to open up her vagina and began to explore the wet heat and over sensitive walls.

“Yes, oh yes, I need it to plunge to my womb to fill me instantly, bring me to the orgasm I want, I deserve, then to fuck me until I pass out”

The cock plunged down her sensitive tube bringing her to the first of what she knew would be multiple orgasms.

Sammi knew what was happening now, but it didn’t matter, she would take pleasure from her experience of this dream at witching hour, after all Halloween came only once a year.

The baby Sitter - Greg's Story

Greg realised that he would have to be quiet entering the house on his return from his lonely dinner at their favourite expensive restaurant.  His poor wife Gabby had suddenly succumbed to a vicious migraine and had to leave the movie that she had so wanted to see, plus she had had to miss the dinner at the restaurant.

So Greg was forced to eat a lonely dinner while his wife went home to bed. Only his night didn’t turn out to be a disaster at all, indeed it was something of a total success. Now he could creep into the marital bed and Gabby would be none the wiser that he arrived home at 3am.

Changing Room

His long middle finger pushed the material of my dress deep into the cleft between my buttocks, then continued further until it reached my pussy. Fortunately his grope was masked by the throng in the crowded department store through which we were hurrying. 

On my cheek, his breath was hot but sweet, "Where are you taking me?"

I didn't reply but tugged on his hand.

I can only place the blame for this situation on my friend. Incredibly, it was no more than forty-five minutes ago that she had tricked me. She knew that I could never refuse a dare. 

We were a 'hot couple', Sarah and I, according to those in our circle of friends. "Like two peas in a pod". We met in school and became inseparable, so it seemed only natural that we should become sexual partners. 

Mason & Dorling - On a Case

“Dispatch says to get there fast Mason".

Dorling flicks the siren/lights switch as he guns the engine to full revs, drops the clutch and sets the tires screaming in protest. The patrol car screams across the pavement as it arrows to its destination. Dorling grabs at the crotch of her uniform pants and heaves the hidden panties out of her kitty.

"Hang on Dorling" yells Mason above the cacophony of engine, road and wind noise. "Don't get ‘em wet yet, we aint barely started the shift".

"Fuck it Mason, ya knows I gets wet when ya drive like a loony" she grinned and slapped her partner's arm.

Mason & Dorling - Meeting

"Aww Lieutenant, ya know that I aint ready for a new partner, aint done ok on my own?"

"Ya know the rules Mason, ya have to be paired up, now stop belly-aching and go show ya new partner the ropes".

"Working with someone new is gonna set off my old problem, then ya gonna have one sick cop on ya hands, or not, coz a dollar to a dime the Doc will have me on my back in bed for weeks".

"Look Mason, the only thing that got you on ya back on that bed was a nod and a wink from that gorgeous ex-fiancée of yours".

The lieutenant looked up to the ceiling and his mind wandered to

Betty...

A DVD for Gwen

“Why? Why me?”

“You have the guts to do it,” sniggered Alice. “Besides you're the only single girl here.”

“I am the only single in the group and there is no need to tell the bloody world about it.”

“Maybe you’ll find a guy in there, after so long surely you wouldn’t mind what he looks like,” laughed Ann.