Brinnng, brinnng, brinnng, chirped the telephone on the side table in Rio's bedroom. Cursing softly that someone would call her before noon on a Saturday morning Rio rolled over and threw back the soft duvet as she grabbed at the objectionable instrument.

Yeah, uh, hello, she mumbled into the mouthpiece. She was dimly aware that her husband, Charles, had told her he was golfing this morning and wouldn't be home before early afternoon.

Mrs. Smith? a cheerful woman's voice asked.

What's this woman got to be so cheerful about Rio thought to herself before she answered somewhat tartly, Yes, who is this?

This is Ashley at the Secret Garden calling, was the reply.

Rio's eyes opened wide, the Secret Garden was one of the nicest lingerie shops in her small city. It also had the widest selection of erotic and exotic lingerie. Charles had once bought her a bra and panty set there that was still used in their foreplay today. She sat up in bed swinging her shapely legs over the edge so she was sitting on the side.

Hi Ashley, what can I do for you this morning? Rio asked.

Well Mrs. Smith, we're going through our records of past purchases and your name came up as only receiving lingerie from us once. I wonder if I could ask you whether there was a problem that kept you from coming back to our shop, Ashley replied.

Chuckling to herself Rio responded, Well Ashley that's because it was bought for me by my husband and he hasn't seen the need to get me any more sexy lingerie since.

Did you like the bra and panty set he bought you Mrs Smith? said Ashley.

Oh yes and why don't you drop the Mrs. Smith and just call me Rio.

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Ok Rio, I'm glad you liked our lingerie but a little disappointed that you haven't come back for more. I tell my clients who have a story similar to yours that you should treat yourself from time to time to something sexy. You never know it might just be the spark that livens up your relationship, Ashley responded.

Yes maybe you're right Ashley. Maybe I should just treat myself, said Rio thinking that this girl was absolutely right, she did deserve something new and sexy. I'll come by the store this afternoon and see what you've got to offer.

Thanks Rio, I'm looking forward to meeting you later, Ashley said as she broke the connection.

Rio decided that she had had a long enough beauty rest and headed toward the bathroom for her usually ablutions. As she sat on the white porcelain throne to empty her bladder she thought more and more about what the young Ashley had said. As she thought more and more she got madder and madder. That Charles, she fumed to herself, he takes me for granted now. He's never very romantic any more and I think all he sees me for is a soft hole to put his cock into and to spill his seed in. More than ever Rio vowed that she would get something this afternoon that would shake up their sex life and wake Charles up to the fact that she was still a very desirable woman.

After showering and dressing in a soft figure hugging summer dress Rio went and treated herself to a pedicure and manicure. With beautification done she had a gourmet lunch at her favourite restaurant, Chez Pierre. Feeling sated and a little mellow from the two glasses of Yellow Tail Shiraz Rio pointed her Miata convertible toward the upscale shopping area where the Secret Garden is found.

Entering the beautiful front door caused a soft chiming to announce her presence. Rio looked around at the beautiful displays of lingerie, exotic, erotic and everyday. Her attention was drawn to a beautiful red headed young woman approaching her on stylishly heeled shoes.

Rio? was the question the young woman had.

Yes, are you Ashley? Rio responded.

I sure am, glad to make your acquaintance, Ashley practically purred as she took Rio's hand in her own two soft, elegantly manicured hands.

So you've decided that you deserve something sexy to spark things up? Ashley asked.

Yes I have. I want something that will light a rocket under my husband and send us into orbit, Rio responded. Show me something like that please Ashley.

I will but first let's get you into the change room so we can take some measurements. I'll lock the door behind you, we work on an appointment basis for the weekends, Ashley explained.

After locking the front door Ashley led Rio into an elegantly appointed change room, it had gilt edged mirrors on 3 walls, a comfortable purple wing back chair and a small stool, presumably for standing on.

Please remove your outer garments and your bra Rio.

Not thinking much about the request Rio quickly took off her dress and hung it on the hanger provided. She reached between her breasts and unhooked the bra hanging it on the hanger as well.

'Hmmm, not too bad a figure if I do say so,' Rio thought as she caught sight of herself in one of the mirrors. Her breasts were still a firm full C cup with no sagging visible, her brown areoles and nipples were large and inviting. At that instant, for no reason that Rio could think of her nipples began to harden. 'It must be cold in here.' Rio thought.

Turn around and face me please, Ashley asked. Please step onto the stool so I can take your lower body measurements.

Rio complied and stood on the stool facing Ashley. Ashley took her cloth seamstress' tape and began to measure everything from the size of Rio's ankles to her inseam, hip and waist. Each measurement was carefully noted on an information sheet that Rio saw had her name on top. When Ashley took Rio's hip measurement she inadvertently brushed across the front of Rio's panties with her knuckles. Rio, just as inadvertently, shivered in response to the touch.

Sorry, did I hurt you? Ashley asked looking up at Rio with large hazel eyes.

No, no you didn't Ashley, Rio quickly replied, feeling her face flush a little in embarrassment. What was it about Ashley's touch that was so electric Rio thought to herself?

Ok Rio, you can step down I need to take your upper body measurements now, Ashley ordered.

Stepping off the stool Rio stood still before Ashley, her breasts and large firm nipples were indicative of arousal. Ashley ignored the sight and continued to take measurements, arm length, wrist size, shoulder width, neck to waist. 'God' Rio thought 'what is she measuring me for?'

Now I need to take careful measurements of your breasts Rio. A lot of our bras are custom made and we need more measurements than you'd usually need for an off-the-shelf bra, Ashley commented.

That's fine Ashley, I don't mind at all, Rio said.

Ashley took Rio's chest size, her trunk size (to get the cup size). She even measured from Rio's shoulders to her nipples, the size around of Rio's breasts, the size of her aureoles and even the length of her nipples. All of this touching had an effect on Rio that she would never have expected, her pussy began to moisten. Also Rio's nipples became the hardest she had ever seen, they ached for touch. When Ashley turned away to write down some of the latest measurements Rio quickly took the opportunity to reach to her nipples and stroke and pull on them. That action caused her to moan unexpectedly.

Ashley, for her part knew that Rio was aroused; her clients always were at this stage in the measurement process. As she bent to write on Rio's information sheet she heard Rio moan and stole a brief sideways glance into a mirror in time to see Rio stroking and pulling on her nipples.

Smiling, as much to herself as to Rio, Ashley turned around and said, Everything ok Rio?

Now Rio could feel herself going scarlet in front of this beautiful woman because she had become highly aroused at a woman's touch.

No worries Rio, most of my clients have the same reaction you did. Mostly they are looking for that kind of attention to be paid to them by their partner, Ashley said softly.

But I've never been affected by the touch of a woman before, it's not something I'm very comfortable with, Rio quickly replied as she dropped her head to avoid looking at Ashley directly.

I know Rio; most women are used to having these feelings when they're touched by a man not another woman. But take it from me, they are as natural as can be, they're simply your body telling you that it likes the attention, Ashley said softly with a bright smile on her beautiful face.

Well I do know that my husband hasn't been paying much attention to me, to my needs, Rio said. He simply wants to take his pleasure then forgets about mine, Rio complained.

I know how it is Rio, I've heard this story from woman after woman in this shop, Ashley responded. Your married life has become stuck in a rut, you've become an appliance for your husband, something to use when he gets horny. Right?

Yes, you're right Ashley. My husband doesn't care any more about what I need from sex, only what he needs. It's as if he doesn't see me, he just sees a place to shoot his load in, Rio said angrily.

Well Rio, I'm here to tell you that you aren't simply a hole for semen, you are a woman, a beautiful woman who is desirable in every way, Ashley brightly replied. My job is to help you pick lingerie that will re-ignite the passion in your relationship. But first you have to re-ignite it in yourself Rio.

How do I do that? Rio asked.

By learning all over what it is that your body likes, what turns you on, what do you want to try that you haven't. Once you know that you can pick your lingerie with the idea that it is to be part of your arsenal of excitement. My job is to help you discover these things about you then to help you pick your weaponry!

Ashley stepped toward Rio and ran one of those beautifully manicured hands from Rio's cheek down over her jaw, down her neck to rest at one of the super-hard nipples Rio had so recently stroked. She ran her nail around the areole then took Rio's nipple between her thumb and forefinger and gently stroked the fleshy nub.

Rio was mesmerized at the image in the mirror of a beautiful young woman stroking a breast. She drew in a quick breath and a shudder visibly racked her chest. Ashley noticed that shudder and bent to place her lips on Rio's nipple. Gently sucking on the nipple and touching the sensitive tip with her tongue caused Rio to moan.

Oh God, oh god that feels so good, Rio whispered.

Ashley took Rio's right breast in her hand and stroked it as she gently sucked on the left nipple. Her fingers stroked the breast, outlined the brown areola and plucked at the aroused nipple. Rio found that she had missed the touch and pleasuring so long that she didn't even think that it was a woman providing it, only that she was enjoying it. Her pussy began to leak lubricating juices, soaking her panty and causing it to cling transparently to her crotch.

Ashley could smell Rio's arousal and used her right hand to begin stroking the soaking panties, running her finger up and down Rio's slit. After just a few minutes she dipped her fingers into Rio's panties and stroked her slit directly. Experienced fingers caused the lips to blossom, opening the way for Rio's clit to rise in expectation of touch.

Rio was panting gently, her head back, eyes closed. All she could focus on was the incredible pleasure, the jolts of electricity that shot from her breasts (and now her pussy?) to her brain. She hadn't had pleasure like this for years and she was lost totally in it.

Ashley knew that Rio was ready for an orgasm so she gently stroked Rio's clit in her fingers. Rio reacted dramatically to the touch, she stiffened, gasped, drove her pussy onto Ashley's hand then issued a small scream of pleasure as she came forcefully. Rio's pussy gushed her cum onto Ashley's fingers and began to run down her quivering thighs.

Oh my God, Ashley. That was phenomenal. I've never, never cum that hard in my life, Rio gasped as she slumped into Ashley's waiting arms.

Ashley wrapped her arms around Rio, supporting her and giving an assuring feel. She gently kissed Rio on the neck and cooed into her ear, That's great Rio. I'm glad you liked it, you deserve more of this kind of pleasure.

I think I've got all of the measurements I need Rio. What I'd like to do is to invite you to a lingerie party with a couple other of my clients tonight. I plan on showing each of you special lingerie suited to you, your measurements and your needs. Will you come? Ashley asked stepping back from Rio.

Rio thought, 'Tonight, what am I doing tonight?' 'Oh yes, Charles had his monthly poker night tonight so he won't even be home.'

Sure Ashley, I can make it. Where are you having it? Rio responded brightly.

I'll give you the address Rio, it's at the home of one of my clients. You can get dressed now, I have to get the things for you together, Ashley replied.

Rio got dressed humming to herself and left the Secret Garden feeling happier with than she had in a long time.

What will happen at the party? Stay tuned for more excitement and orgasms.

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After having participated in several different challenges, I was ready to perform a daring act with one of my best friends, now girlfriend, Rio. I planned this act with my other friend, whom had given me the earlier challenges. Here is how it unfolded.

Rio came over to visit Saturday morning. I told her I needed to go to the mall to get some new clothes and invited her to come along, her not knowing it was the plan all along. I climbed into the driver seat of my dodge Durango while she climbed into the passenger seat. We headed down the road, talking and jabbering. I placed my hand on Rio's knee while we talked inconspicuously, not wanting to make a big deal of the action and continued jabbering. I began to slowly move my hand back and forth a few inches, gently over her bare knee and thigh. We talked about work and what we should do later in the evening as I continued to gently move my hand.

After a few minutes I let my hand slowly drift farther up her leg. I didn't want it to appear I was headed anywhere with this so I slowly moved it an inch or so each time after several strokes up and down her leg. She didn't seem to think much of it as far as I could tell. As my hand reached the middle of her thigh I noticed that my hand was beginning to effect her state of being, though she didn't act much different, other than the fact that she closed her eyes a few seconds at a time off and on.

About ten minutes into the drive down the mountainside, I began to make small, soft circles on her inner thigh. I kept my head facing straight ahead, but I was watching Rio out of the corner of my eye. I saw her look down at my hand a few times and noticed that she began to shift and wiggle a little in her seat. Her breathing was slightly increasing. Her soft, smooth legs felt so nice and I couldn't wait to move further up her legs, though I knew I had to be patient.

I pushed her skirt up a bit and continued to massage her bare leg when she started to spread her legs apart just a little, almost as an unspoken invite for me to venture further. I began to make larger circles on her leg so that I was still running my hand over her mid-thigh while slowly venturing closer and closer to her inner thigh. I asked her what she wanted to do later in the evening so that I could hear how aroused she was by the tone of her voice and her breathing.

She opened her eyes and began throwing out suggestions like playing cards or going to the local restaurant for karaoke. As I forced her to concentrate on thinking about what to do I became bolder and centered the concentration of my fingertips on her inner thigh. I could feel the heat radiating from her inner thighs and crotch. I knew that she was enjoying this just as much as I was. I heard her gasp as my little finger moved up, just an inch or so from her pussy. I wondered how wet she was and wanted to feel her panties, but I had to be patient. I could feel my panties beginning to get wet myself as I erotically teased her senses. I let my mind wander to what it would feel like if I were in her seat receiving this teasing as she babbled about her upcoming job.

Knowing we were about five minutes from the bottom of the hill, I was ready to kick things into high gear. I had ceased moving my fingers up any farther for a few minutes and I heard her release a soft moan under her breath as she paused between sentences. I couldn't help but smile. I looked over at her with a grin on my face and realized that her eyes were closed. She opened her eyes as if she could see me grinning at her even though her eyes had been closed. She smiled back and said, "That feels so good."

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I didn't say a word in response, but I moved my fingers up her leg a bit. My hands were at the point where I was touching both of her inner thighs now, even though her knees were spread about a foot apart now. I could almost see a glimpse of her panties as her skirt had risen up to her mid-thighs. The heat radiating from her crotch was immense. I brushed her panties covering her hidden fruit gently, almost as if it were by accident and I saw her hips rise off the seat a bit. Her breathing was becoming heavy and she was having a difficult time sitting still in her seat now. I was loving this.

We reached the bottom of the hill and I had been teasing her senses gradually for about thirty minutes now. There was about a five minute drive until we reached San Bernardino and then another ten minutes until we reached the mall so I knew I had fifteen minutes left to tease her yet. I moved my fingers up a few more inches and moved my fingers in a circling motion very softly over her pussy. I could feel her warm wetness soaking through her panties as I traced the outlines of her lips.

"You are so bad Marte" Rio said, followed by a long moan. "That feels great. I want to feel your fingers inside me."

I wanted to feel my fingers inside her as well, but I had to be patient. I gradually applied more and more pressure with my fingers as I circled her lips. The warmth of her juices felt great against my fingertips and I found myself wanting to taste her juices. Wanting to excite her more, I moved my fingers to her inner lips as I continued making circles. Her breathing was heavy and her hips were dancing. It was a beautiful sight to see. I watched her full breasts lift up and down as she breathe, wanting to feel them and kiss them. I moved my first two fingers over her clit and began to very softly circle it as I pulled up to a stoplight. Rio let out a hard moan almost as if she was saying finally.

"Keep it down or the cars next to us will hear you" I said giggling.

Rio simply pulled her skirt down over my hands and lowered the back of her seat so that she was in a lying position. I wasn't sure if she realized exactly where we were because her attention had not been on the scenery around us in quite some time. Her hips were rolling and bouncing softly off the seat as I torturously teased her swollen clit. I wanted to bury my finger inside her panties and deep inside her so much that I could barely hold myself back, but I had to be patient.

Her moans were becoming more and more frequent and I could tell that she was getting really close to an orgasm. I didn't want her to cum yet, so I began sliding my fingers up and down the length of her open slit a few times before centering my attention on her lower pussy. I circled her open, begging hole with small, deliberate circles. I noticed that I was very hot and bothered also, but I didn't want to give myself away so I tried to hold back my heavy breathing. I could feel my pussy aching and begging to be touched. I could feel my nipples pressing against my bra. Goose bumps covered her skin as well as mine. The aroma of sex lingered around my nostrils as the interior of the car had filled with the scent of her sexual juices.

My fingers were now literally swirling around her drenched panties as I pulled into the mall parking lot. Her hips were bucking against my fingers. I knew it would only take a few strokes of her clit and she would be in heaven. I pulled around to the front of the mall and pulled into a parking spot near the end of the row. I put the Durango in park and opened my door as I removed my finger from Rio's panties. Rio's first comment was "We are hear already?"

I knew at that point that she had come back to the reality. I began to climb out of the Durango as I would any other time, pretending not to make a big deal of the situation but Rio was having none of it. "Where are you going? Get back in here!"

I cut off the end of her words as I closed my door. I took two steps towards the front of the door when her door swung open. She jumped out and slammed the door behind her as she raced to meet me at the front of my Durango. "What are you doing? Do you have any idea how horny I am?" she practically screamed at me with a smoldering look on her face.

I couldn't help but feel a shit-eating grin come over my face as I turned towards the mall entrance and continued walking. Rio was at my side continually begging and pleading to go back to the car and complaining about how cruel I was and how horny she was. It was like she was a six-year-old girl all over again.

"You are going to pay for this Marte!",she blurted out.

"So what store do you want to go to first?" I asked, changing the subject.

"I don't want to go to any fucking store!" she retorted in despite.

I loved how she began to cuss and swear like a sailor when she got irate. I knew that I had done a great job up to this point by the way she was acting. Everything was going as planned and the best was yet to come. I opened the door to the mall, acting smug, as we entered.

"Let's go into 'American Eagle' and see what we can find there" I said as I put my arm around her waist.

Rio smacked my hand away and told me not to touch her.

"You are not going to be like this all day are you?" I asked, as a parent would to her child.

"Damn right I am!" she cussed.

I replied, "Shhh! Quiet down! Can't you see we are in public?"

Rio leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I don't give a shit where we are right now."

I again placed my arm around her waist and guided her into the "American Eagle" store. We looked at several racks of shirts, tank tops, jeans, and skirts with nothing really eventful happening, except for Rio's continual chided remarks. I was eating this up. I was having the time of my life at this moment. She was acting just the way I had expected her to.

I brushed my hand over her ass as we walked around a rack of skirts in the back of the store. Rio slapped my hand away and I laughed. I knew that in her aroused state, even the slightest touch would get her body going again. I made sure to have constant contact with her body the entire time, whether it is touching her shoulder, waist, arm, or the small of her back.

We left the store and walked until we got to a swimsuit store. "Let's go in here" I proclaimed as I grabbed Rio's hand and drug her inside. I took her to the back of the store, near the dressing room and began to look at the skimpy bikinis.

"I think this would look great on you Rio. Why don't you go try it on?"

She mumbled to me, "Right now, anything I would try on I would have to buy because it would be drenched you bitch."

I giggled under my breath. Rio had never called me a bitch before and that wasn't in her regular vocabulary, but I knew she was in a state of mind very different from her norm, so I didn't let it bother me. Wanting to show her I was still in good spirits, I held up a bright yellow bikini and told Rio to turn around. After fussing for a few seconds, she did as I instructed. I took the bikini top off the hanger, reached around her body and told her to hold it up so I could see how it would look on her. I then took the bikini bottom and held it in front of her. I looked at the mirror in front of her and smiled.

"You would look great in this bikini" I commented.

She looked into the mirror and gave me a so-so look. I slid a finger between the bikini bottom and her dress and as I was pulling the bikini bottom away I brushed my finger over her pussy. I heard her growl like a tiger in response as I began putting it back on the hanger. She turned around facing me and I grabbed for the bikini top, letting my fingers brush against her breasts. Her nipples were still hard as rocks. I felt a twinge of excitement of my own as she gasp.

I bought her the bikini and we headed to the next store. As we entered the next store Rio made a concerted effort to stay up front so that I could not tease her anymore. We went in separate directions and I began looking for a casual top. Rio eventually drifted towards the back of the store while I was still up front. I slowly made my way in her direction when she had her back to me. She was in between two racks of jeans, holding a pair up to look at when I approached her. I reached underneath her skirt and ran my index finger down her butt crack and up the other side. She closed her legs and tried to stop me until my finger slid under her panties. I buried my finger deep inside her pussy causing her to grab a hold of the rack. Her legs relaxed and she gave me more access. I began to slowly slide my finger in and out of her steamy, dripping wet pussy. We were lucky that the store was empty except for a mid-aged woman who was putting price tags on clothes at the register.

Rio let out a deep, yet quiet moan as I continued to finger her yearning pussy. I could feel a twinge deep inside my pussy as well. My pussy was reacting as if it were me that was being fingered. I ran my finger up her slit and circled her swollen, gorging clit and then pulled my hand out from underneath her skirt. She stood there holding onto the rack, gasping for air while I licked her sweet juices from my finger. The aroma and taste of her juices almost sent me over the edge.

I bought a cream-colored halter-top and a pair of hip hugging blue jeans and exited the store. Rio was still in the back of the store, trying to regain some composure I supposed. I sat down on the bench and waited a minute until she exited the store. Her eyes met mine with a glare of intensity I hadn't seen before. They were have glassed over and half full of hatred. I stood up and guided her by the hand down the mall.

"You are lucky I didn't jump on you while you were sitting on the bench and fuck you right there." Rio whispered in my ear as we walked. "I am so frickin horny I can barely walk. My legs are like rubber."

I knew I couldn't continue this intense torture much longer or else she would have sex with me in front of everyone. I was making my self extremely horny as well. We walked through half the mall until we came upon "Victoria's Secret". Rio said there was no way she was going in there. I smiled and dragged her in there anyway. I almost half expected her to kick and scream like a little child would.

I browsed around for a while before picking out lingerie for her and I. I told Rio I wanted her to see what I looked like in the lingerie, knowing I was at risk of her mauling me. She followed me into the dressing room and I closed the door behind us. I slowly began to peal my clothes off like an erotic dancer as her eyes were glued to my body. I stood in panties and a bra before her when she reached towards my pussy. I grabbed her hand and put the lingerie in it.

"Try this on for me." I quipped, struggling to retain my power of control.

Rio pulled me to her and planted her lips on mine. I instinctively kissed back for a few seconds when I realized that if I didn't stop it now, she would have me naked on the floor with her on top of me. I pulled back and told her to try her lingerie on so I could see what it would look like on her. I began putting mine over my underwear. As I looked up, I was shocked to find that she was already naked. She put the lingerie on and I stood behind her, pressing my body against hers as we looked in the mirror at her.

"That looks awesome on you Rio", I commented. "Now turn around."

Rio turned around and faced me and I dropped to my knees. I slowly slid my hand up her right leg to her inner thigh. She propped her left leg up on the seat and I began to slowly massage her inner thighs. She let out a moan that I was sure the register lady would hear. Knowing she would never let me leave the changing room alive, I pressed my lips up to her pussy and began planting kisses all around her mound. She placed her hand against the wall for balance and watched as I ran my tongue around her mound. Her breathing was hot and heavy.

I ran my tongue gently up and down her slit through the lingerie as I placed my hands on her butt cheeks, helping to stabilize her. Her moans were coming frequently and growing with intensity as I continued. Her hips were thrusting towards my face each time I grazed her clit with my tongue. The risk of being caught and eating her out in the changing room of "Victoria's Secret" was driving me even wilder. I couldn't believe I was doing this. This would have been way out of character for me just a month ago.

I held her hips close to my face as I began to suck on her clit. She reached down and put her hand on the back of my head, pressing it as hard as she could against her pussy as I began twirling my tongue around the hood of her clit, while sucking her clit in my mouth. I felt her body tense up and then begin to shudder. She let out a long, deep series of moans. Her hand held a handful of my long blonde hair as the waves of ecstasy ran through her body. I felt a mini-orgasm rush through my body as she came. I let go of her clit and began lapping up her juices that were flowing with ease. I looked up at her face as I was licking her juices and saw her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her legs gave out as her orgasm began to subside. She collapsed onto the seat while I continued trying to lap up every drop of her hot pussy juice.

After resting a few minutes we quickly dressed and exited the dressing room with huge grins of satisfaction on our faces. I could smell the scent of sex towards the front of the store as we headed for the register. I handed the lady the price tag to the lingerie, knowing that she wouldn't want to touch them. I quickly paid her and put the lingerie in the bag as we headed out of the store. We headed straight for the car laughing and giggling.

Rio began ranting and raving when we got to the parking lot and searched for my Durango. "I can't believe you did that Marte. That was the greatest orgasm I have ever had, but I am going to kick your ass when we get home. You are in very big trouble."

I smiled and said, "I know the register lady knew what was going on."

Rio laughed and replied, "She had to. I could smell the strong scent of sex even at the register."

We laughed the whole time while searching for my Durango. We finally found it and climbed inside. As I was starting the car Rio said, "Whoever uses that changing room next will be very lucky."

I felt a twinge in my pussy imagining the next woman entering it and wondering what happened. "Do you think the next woman will be so turned on that she will play in there too?"

Rio laughed and replied, "I don't know. That would be awesome if we did. Could you imagine going back in there a week later and it still smelling like fresh sex."

I was laughing so hard that tears were running down my face. "That would be awesome but there is no way in hell I am ever going in that store again. I would be too embarrassed."

"I know. Our luck that same lady would be in there."

I put the car in drive and headed onto the freeway towards home as we talked about what the register lady must have been thinking and how turned on she probably was herself. When we reached the bottom of the hill Rio told me she was hungry. The sun was beginning to set and I realized that we hadn't eaten lunch or dinner yet. As I was pulling into Mc Donald's Rio pointed where to park. I was confused as to why she wanted to park at the end of the lot, almost in the back parking lot of the mini-mall next to Mc Donald's. When I put the Durango in park Rio reached across my body and put my seat into a lying position and began unzipping my jeans almost at the same time.

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I woke up with a start. My body was damp with perspiration and my breathing fast. I was unsure of who's bed I was in. When I got a hold of myself I looked over the bedroom. It was mine. With a relief I looked at the man next to me. It was my husband Ron. I took some deep breaths and tried to relax, that is when I noticed my new nightgown.

The day before I received a call at work. I was sitting at my desk at three o'clock in the afternoon when my phone rang.

It was my best friend Lisa. She had been my college roommate. We had really bonded with each other and had become very close friends. Since Lisa's divorce she had once again called on me as a friend. Today was no different. When Lisa called me Pumpkin, I knew she was up to something.

Pumpkin, can you meet me at Applebee's at five?

Why Lisa, what do you need me for? Let me guess, it's a guy? Lisa, I'm a married woman, I can't go leaning up against a bar to check out cock!

No Pumpkin, it's not like that. This salesman was in here today, Michael, he asked me to meet him there after work. I need you to go with me.

Is he a scary guy or what? You should not go out with guy's like that Lisa

No Pumpkin, it's nothing like that. He has another rep traveling with him....

I cut off Lisa in mid sentence.  Lisa, I can't date your Michael buddy.

Pumpkin, it's not another guy, it's a woman. I just need you to entertain her while Mike and I get to know each other a little better.

I told Lisa I would meet her, but in the back of my mind I knew I would find a way to leave after a few minutes.

I walked into Applebee's a few minutes past five o'clock. Lisa was there with Mike and the woman sales rep. They had a cozy booth in the back corner. Lisa introduced me to Mike, then to Rio. I sat down with the threesome and ordered a drink. I looked Mike over carefully. He was a handsome but had a hard military look about him. I thought Lisa wanted a soft hand; she would not get it with this guy.

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Rio on the other hand was a petite woman. Light brunette hair, cut and styled beautifully. She wore a skirted business suit with a white blouse. She looked as she had breast enhancements. I was jealous of Rio, as I had always dreamed of having mine enlarged.

Rio and I sat there watching and listening to Lisa and Mike. It was obvious they where going to be naked in bed before the night was over.

Rio and I said a few things to each other just to be friendly, but we both where in situation that we did not want to be in. I finished my drink and told everyone I was going to the ladies room to freshen up. When I stood, Rio followed me away from the booth. Rio and I walked back towards the restrooms.

In the hall Rio spoke up. Those two are going to be leaving soon.

I replied, So be it. Then thought about her being stranded here at the restaurant. Quickly I added, Do you need a ride to the hotel?

Rio replied with a grateful sound in her voice. Yes, would you be so kind?

When Rio and I returned to the booth, Mike and Lisa had left. The waitress told us Mike had paid the tab. I turned to Rio and asked her where she was staying. She replied, Evenings Inn, next door to Mike, with a laugh.

As we drove towards the hotel Rio and I got to know one and another better. I told her about Lisa and I going to college together, my husband and our careers.

Rio told me her husband was a sales rep, like her. His was with a clothing line, Chantelle French Lingerie. I told Rio I had heard of the line but had never seen it.

We arrived at the hotel. I pulled up under the protocol to let Rio out. Rio opened the door and stopped. She turned back to me and said, My husband sent me off with two bottles of this wonderful French wine, would you like to share it with me?

I smiled and said yes. I parked my car and we walked into the hotel. I followed Rio to her room. She unlocked the door and we entered her room. She told me to make myself comfortable. I sat down in the chair. That's when I heard the commotion from next door.

Rio looked at me and laughed, that's Mike's room. They had adjoining rooms.

Rio removed her suit coat, throwing it onto the bed. She excused herself and entered the closet and returned with the bottle of wine. She pulled from her purse a corkscrew and opened the wine. She poured two glasses. Handing the glass to me she toasted cheers. Next door, I think I heard Lisa cheering also.

I took a sip of wine, finding it was truly wonderful. I had never tasted a fine wine before. I asked Rio about her husband's lingerie line. If the wine was this good, maybe the lingerie was too. Rio replied she had brought a few of his things. She went to the dresser and pulled out a few soft very colorful things and spread them out onto the bed.

I picked up a bra first. It was so soft in my fingers; the cream color would look so nice with so many of my things. I told Rio it was beautiful. Next I examined a black camisole. I could smell Rio perfume on it. It was so light in weight and had the thinnest straps.

We both started laughing when heard the rhythmic noise you only hear from fucking couples. Rio curled her finger for me to follow her. We stepped into her closet. There on a hanger she had a midnight blue nightgown of sheer delight. She took it off the hanger and handed to me. It was so beautiful and again so soft to the touch.

Rio told me to try it on saying to me she thought it would fit me. I replied no, I could not. But Rio said sure you can, I'll be out here waiting. With that she left me alone.

I thought about it for a few seconds and gave in. I would never again in my life have chance to wear something this expensive. I peeled from my dress and shoes. I slipped the lingerie over my head. I examined myself in the door mirror. Something didn't look right. It was my bra and pantyhose. I lifted the gown and took off my bra and then pulled down my pantyhose and took another look into the mirror.

I exclaimed, Oh my god this is beautiful. Rio answered, Let me see please. I stepped around the corner and found Rio wearing only her bra and her skirt. Before I could say anything she said it. I wanted you to see this bra also. She stepped close to me. Her hand went to my shoulder. Her hand was warm. She turned me around and stood back. Looking over my shoulder I watched her examine me.

She told me that I looked truly beautiful in the gown. Then added that it fit me much better then her. She said it was too long for her and that one would never have something like this altered.

Rio stepped close to me once again. She took hold of my hand and pulled it towards her. She placed it on her bra saying, touch this one, it's very soft too.

My legs begin to shake. I wanted to say something but couldn't. I looked into Rio's eyes. She looked into mine. Her lips parted and she stepped closer to me. I felt my knees wanting to buckle. I took a deep breath.

Rio's wet lips pressed against mine. My nose filled with her perfume, my mouth filled with the taste of her lipstick. I felt her hands move around my waist. Pulling me closer until I felt my hand on her breast being pinned between us. I removed my hand abruptly. I felt her warm hard breasts against mine. Our kiss lasted for a long time. My balance returned to my body. My breathing remained fast and shallow.

Rio's hands slipped up my back, to my neck, where she again pulled me closer to a kiss. Rio's kisses where tender and soft. My lips parted waiting for her tongue. I didn't have to wait long. She entered my mouth. Finding my tongue eager to play with hers. I heard my own little moan from deep in my throat. I felt butterflies zooming in my stomach. My brain was waiting for the lower feelings to start.

Like Rio was reading my mind, her hands went to my shoulders and she pushed the gowns straps to the side of my shoulders. The beautifully soft gown fell with the speed of a down feather to the floor.

Rio's face pressed against my breasts, kissing them every so softly. Her hands palmed my ribs, and then started their journey down my stomach to their final destination of my pelvic region. I spread my legs for her.

Rio's kissing followed her fingers, making their way to my waist, stopping there. Rio got onto her knees and then her kisses continued. I felt her thumbs spreading my lips and her finger on my clit. My stomach tightened to the touch.

Rio's tongue flicked my clit. I grabbed the back of her head and forced her closer. Her tongue entered me while her nose rubbed hard on my clit. I felt the first rush of my orgasm. As my orgasm built I was trying to gulp air in anticipation to savor the moment. When it came, I was over come with desire and sank to the floor.

I rolled on top of Rio. My lips went to her face and covered her with my kisses of thanks. Her fingers once again found their way to my snatch. I lifted my lower body to allow easy entry. My kissing followed her neck down to the tops of her breasts. I took hold of each breast and squeezed them. Rio's breasts where so firm and round. Her perfume entered my nostrils.

Rio instructed me to take her bra off, using the front clip. I unlocked her mounds pushing the size D cups to the side. My mouth covered one of her nipples while my hand cupped the other breast.

I felt Rio unzipping her skirt and wiggling out of her panties, pushing them both down with her feet. I knew what was in store next. I was eager to find out, so I took the initiative and moved into a sixty-nine position on top of Rio.

Rio raised her knees and spread her self wide open for me. I stopped to look at her. She was shaven clean and of course a drop of fragrance filled my nose. With my fingers I opened her all the way up. My face dove into her, spreading her even more. Once my face was planted between her vaginal lips my tongue started exploring. The taste was delightful; I drank her as to avenge a life long thrust. My tongue darted around her button, flicking it every so often. My finger entered her cunt and curled upright to find her g spot.

It was hard trying concentrating on giving Rio the pleasure I wanted to give her. Rio's lips where holding my clit as a hostage. Sucking on it then releasing it. This feeling was so wonderful, I knew we where in a race to make the other one come first. I was going to win.

Rio's face fell away from my pussy. I felt her grip my legs tightly and her lower body lift just slightly. She gushed her cum over my face, we both drowned in her orgasm.

When Rio's cum had subsided enough to regain her concentration on me I was nearing my own orgasm. Rio and accelerated my climax with hers.

I let loose a gentle scream that nearly rattled the artwork off the walls. My mouth was muffed by Rio's wet cunt. Gasping for oxygen I nearly drowned myself in Rio's cum. I swallowed quickly and started breathing through my nose.

Rio and I both were on our orgasmic plateau. The wonderful plateau where a woman will sustain her smaller climaxes until another big blow occurs. It was so much different with a woman than a man. I could feel her smaller ones at the same time mine where happening. She and I knew how to trigger each other by now.

Rio and I gave each other the orgasms we wanted. We wore each other out to where I could not longer hold my head up. My head fell into Rio's legs, my lungs sucked air and my body dripped in perspiration.

Rio was saying she needed a drink. We moved around and found our wine. That didn't satisfy me and I walked to the sink and drank two glasses of water.

I returned to the bed and found Rio sipping on the wine. I sat down next to her and took my glass filling it with her wine. We sipped in the quiet of the night. There was no more noise coming from our friends in the other room. I looked at the clock radio on the nightstand and thought I should be getting home. I stood and Rio took my hand in to hers.

She stood up and held me in her arms, saying,  Would you spend the night? I really wanted to, thinking what it would be like to spend a night with a sexy woman and then wake up with her. But, I had to get home to my husband. I told her that I felt obligated to go home now before it was too late.

Rio said she understood. I picked up my clothes and her nightgown. When I tried to hand the gown to her she stopped me. She told me to keep it to remember her by. I dressed quickly, and then I kissed her goodbye and goodnight.

As I drove home I held the nightgown in my lap. At the stoplights I would feel the softness, much like Rio's skin. At the last traffic light before I arrived home I put the gown to my face. Her fragrance once again came in to my nostrils and invited my pussy to open.

I arrived home, my husband fast asleep I undressed myself. I thought what the heck, I would sleep the night in the gown.

I slipped in between the sheets; they felt cool to my skin. My husband's hand and arm went around my waist. I took a deep breath, but he remained sleeping.

I feel asleep with both of my hands between my legs holding my really worked over pussy.

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It was an absolutely perfect day for golf. You seriously could not ask for anything better. Not a cloud in the sky, warm without being hot, and a perfect gentle breeze blowing in from the ocean. Best of all, it was Monday. The weekend crowds had all gone back to work, and we basically had the course to ourselves.

Our group consisted of me, my wife Rio, and another couple we had been friends with for years -- Alex & Alexis. No, seriously. They were Alex & Alexis. No shit. Believe me; we teased them mercilessly, and so did everyone else. But the cool thing about Alex & Alexis was that they didn't give a crap. They'd heard it all before, and they would just tease back. Truth be told, they were a hell of lot of fun to hang out with. Alex could easily be mistaken for a nerd if you didn't know better. He was a computer tech or programmer or something. I don't know exactly. I do know he worked for some big company for years before he got laid off. Normally, this would suck. But Alex somehow wound up working as a consultant, whatever that was, for the same company plus a few competitors. He managed to triple his salary and only had to work three or four days a week. He could talk about computers like a nerd-maniac, but he somehow avoided actually being a nerd. With his time off he was a regular here at the golf course and also at the gym. For a guy well into his thirties he was in great shape. He dressed well -- very non-nerd—and best of all, he had a genuine trophy wife.

Alexis worked as a grade school teacher years ago, but gave it up when the consulting money started to roll in. She was gorgeous. A perfect ten. Her father was an American and her mother was Korean. As a result, she received the fabulous cocoa colored skin and smooth, jet-black hair from her mother's side and the long, tall frame of her 6'4 father that the full Koreans normally lacked. The result was, basically, perfection. She was tall, very slim, in great shape from joining Alex at the gym all the time, with soft smooth skin that just begged to be touched. She kept her hair cut just past shoulder length in a straight style that framed her mostly round face exquisitely. It was a perfect choice, because it actually managed, at least sometimes, to draw eyes to her face instead of her chest. A woman as tall as Alexis needed fairly sizable breasts to complement her body. Alexis' did this fabulously. They were big, but not huge. And even without a bra they stood well against the forces of gravity. The best thing about Alexis, though, wasn't even her looks. Her best trait was her happiness. It was infectious. You simply could not be in a bad mood around Alexis. She was the kind of person who lit up a room as soon as she entered it. Her beauty, her friendliness, and her enjoyment of life made her an absolute pleasure to be around.

We had all been friends for almost a year now, since Alex & first met at the gym. We started hanging out, playing golf together & getting beers together. When our wives met, they got along perfectly as well. This was no surprise really, first of all because everybody got along with Alexis. Second, though, was that they had so much in common. My wife, Rio, had been a teacher as well. Like Alexis, she decided to give it up when my business landed a few government contracts that basically bought our ticket to easy street. Very quickly Rio & Alexis became close friends, meeting regularly for lunch, workouts, girls night out parties, you name it.

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Alexis wasn't necessarily a trophy wife, but she was damn good looking as well. She was your stereotypical Nordic blonde; very pale skinned, striking blond hair that she kept in a cute-as-hell short bob that framed her face and long, sexy neck. Her chest wasn't nearly as large as Alexis' but was shaped nicely. You couldn't see now under her golf shirt & sports bra, but I happened to know that they had nice, small nipples that could grow quite large and very hard when she was aroused. They were incredibly sensitive. With some effort, she could be coaxed to orgasm without laying a hand on anything other than her nipples. Of the four of us, Rio was in the best shape. Her abdomen was flat as could be, and her whole body toned like an athlete. She worked hard on her body, and she took great pleasure in enjoying the rewards. She was not shy, and in fact was a bit of an exhibitionist. She loved to flirt & tease in public, and we had a fairly good sized collection of digital pictures we had taken of her in various levels of undress in places like beaches, parks, and some particularly hot shots in parking lots as would leave nightclubs a little drunk.

It was this little habit that brought the four of us to the golf course today. Rio & Alexis were taking -- as best friends tend to do -- about some photos we'd snapped last week at this golf course. Nothing too risky; just some shots of her lifting her skirt, bending over to pick up her ball, that king of thing. Rio, by the way, very rarely wears panties when we go out somewhere. Well, apparently Alexis talked her into showing her the pictures, and then the cat was out of the bag. According to Rio, Alexis got quite turned on, and wanted to see more and more of the pictures we had collected through the years. Rio -- not shy, remember? -- shared freely, showing her increasingly racy pictures that apparently turned her on more and more.

Alex told me she couldn't stop talking about it. She'd come home that night, he said, and fucked him like they were teenagers again several times through the night. He's come home once a couple days ago and caught her on the computer, masturbating to some public sex pictures. Much more that simple flashing is what he'd described them as. Alex didn't seem to have a problem with this at all, and in fact, assured me he was enjoying the substantial boost to his sex life.

The girls got together for lunch a few days ago, made some plans, and next thing you know, here we are at the golf course packing Alex & Alexis' new -- quite nice -- digital camera. I'd become accustomed to Rio's exhibitionism, so I had no problem with the outing at all. Hundreds of people had seen Rio naked, or partially naked, so two more was perfectly cool with me. Alexis was obviously eager, and had confided in Rio that she was now masturbating at least twice a day as she fantasized about what she wanted to do. She was nervous at the same time though, which is why Rio & I were here. She insisted on having us with her for her first trip into the world of this particular fetish. The only one in our foursome I was a little concerned about was Alex. He'd assured me that everything was cool, but I wasn't entirely convinced. I told him that we would leave, or turn away, or whatever if he got at all uncomfortable. He thanked me, but swore he was fine with the whole arrangement.

We teed off at 10:00. We all played golf fairly regularly, so we moved along quickly. Alex was winning as we completed the second hole. The third hole was significant, I knew, because this was when the course turned out of the view of the clubhouse. Rio knew this as well, and -- not shy -- she let Alexis know that it was almost show time with a challenge.

Okay...we'll make a bet. The one with the highest score on this hole loses and has to pose for a topless shot on the green.

Alexis didn't even blink. Deal.

The hole was short...a par three. Alexis shot first. A perfect 7 iron right onto the green. Rio followed with a nice enough shot that came about 30 yards short of the green. I smiled to myself because I figured she did it on purpose.

Sure enough, Alexis was the winner by one stroke.

Okay honey, pay up. I said as I removed the lens cap of our camera.

She simply smiled, gave a quick glance around, and pulled her shirt & sports bra over her head. She tossed them to me and struck a pose with the flagstick.

Click.

Alex's eyes were wide. He was staring at Rio's tits. She noticed, and it was like throwing fuel on a fire. Rio loved when guys looked at her. She smiled. Like what you see, Alex?

He turned away, his face turning red.

It's Okay. You can look all you want. That's the whole point. She pinched her nipple.

Click.

He looked at Alexis, as if to seek permission. She smiled and nodded her approval.

I threw her shirt back, but kept the bra. It went in my golf bag. She gave me playfully scolding look.

So what's the bet on #4? Rio prompted, to keep the game going.

Um, I don't know. Alexis was eager, but shy.

OK, how about winner's choice. Winner tells the loser what we all get to see.

Alexis agreed, and we headed to hole number four.

This time Rio played for real. If Alexis was going to win this time, she would have to earn it. It came down to a three foot putt. If Alexis sunk it, she would win. A miss meant Rio got to choose her punishment.

She missed. She bit her lower lip and nervously looked at Alex, then Rio.

Same as me. Topless. On the green. She ordered.

Alexis looked around, obviously nervous. Rio reassured her. It's okay Hon. There are no houses in view, and nobody teed off behind us. It's just us.

She looked around again, then reluctantly stepped toward the hole. Alex took the new camera from his pocket. Rio was right there at her side, and I stood at a discreet distance. Rio whispered some more encouragement, and finally Alexis very quickly removed her top and then her bra. Her eyes were darting around wildly for the few seconds it took Alex to snap his picture, and very quickly Alexis was reaching for her clothes. Rio handed her the shirt, and made a big production out of taking the bra and sticking it in Alex's pocket. Her tit's were only revealed for a few seconds, but that was long enough to see that they were spectacular. They looked great when she was clothed; they looked amazing when they were naked. They were round, almost fake looking, though I knew they were not. The nipples were dark brown and I noticed they were hard.

We got to our carts. What did you think? Rio asked her.

Oh my God, what a rush! I can't believe I just did that! My heart is pounding!

Rio smiled knowingly. She got the same rush every time we did this, which was often. We had always been alone, though. Having another couple was a new twist, and I liked it. I wondered what the rest of the day would have in store.

Rio once again took the lead. OK, hole # 5. What's the bet?

Alexis rode the wave of her adrenaline. Bottomless!

You're on.

Not surprisingly, my game & Alex's game went downhill. We both finished 2 over par & it was the girls' turn to putt. They both finished with a 6. A tie.

What do we do Alexis asked.

Judges? Rio answered, looking at me & Alex with a very mischievous smile.

Well, obviously you both have to go bottomless. I said. Alex quickly concurred. I had to admit, he was taking this very well. I was impressed & pleased.

The adrenaline hadn't worn off. Alexis looked at Rio & nodded. After a quick check around, Rio unsnapped, pulled down, and stepped out of her skirt. She wore no panties, as was customary for her on any recreational outing. She was true blond, and her pubic hair was kept trimmed into a thin strip and cut fairly short. It was hard to see, and at first glance most might think she had shaved completely. Her body was toned and incredibly fit, and she now showed it proudly.

Alexis followed. She stepped out of her skirt, and I saw that she had worn panties; probably still too shy and nervous while she got dressed this morning. The panties were sexy; a very thin cut bikini with a lace border. She hesitated before pulling them down, glancing around one more time.

Rio whispered something, encouraging her, and with a deep breath, she pulled her panties off and tossed them to Alex. Rio placed an arm around her and smiled.

Click. Click. Click.

She looked amazing. Her legs were so long, and she had a very slender, elegant build. Her pussy was bare; I could see no hair at all. A few inches above where the hair would have been, and a couple inches to the right, was a small tattoo. It looked like a rose of some kind, and it was sexy as hell.

Alexis saw me looking at her pussy. She didn't reach for her clothes as quickly this time. I looked at Alex, to see that he was okay. He was snapping pictures. He was also squeezing his crotch! He had gotten hard, and was squeezing his cock through his slacks.

Alexis was slipping back into her skirt now, but Rio bent over, picked hers up, and threw it at me. She walked to our cart & sat down, buck naked from the waist down.

As we drove to the next tee, she whispered to me. David, how far are you willing to go with this?

I knew what she meant. We had experimented with swinging & swapping before, and had enjoyed it. It never became a regular thing, though, mostly because it was hard to find a couple to swing with. In particular, the guys were usually way too creepy or aggressive for our taste.

I like Alex & I like Alexis. I'm totally cool with this as far as you want to go.

Mmmmmmmm. Ok then. She leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.

With that, we were at the next hole. Rio was still naked from the waist down.

Loser plays the next hole naked. She offered.

Alex looked at Alexis without answering. His cock was forming a tent in his pants.

Alexis looked at him, at his hard cock, and agreed. While Rio & went to take our shots, she & Alex stayed behind.

Rio had never put her skirt back on. She got set for her drive.

Click.

We returned to the carts. Alexis was rubbing the hard cock in Alex's pants. She looked at us, unsure. Rio answered the unspoken question by gesturing to her naked pussy. Do we look like we have a problem with this?

OK, good, because we just talked about it, and we're horny as hell. She looked at Alex. Obviously. She looked at us again.  And we really like you guys.

Rio slipped back into her skirt as Alex & Alexis teed off. Both had good shots. This would be a competitive hole.

It came down to putting again, and Rio was the better putt. Alexis lost by one stroke, dooming her to play # 7 stark naked.

At the tee, she wasn't nearly as reluctant to strip. She casually tossed her clothes in the basket on back of their cart & walked, fairly confidently for someone new to this, to the tee. Her body was exquisite, and her little pussy tattoo was really turning me on. The sun was out, lighting her light brown skin beautifully. Even Rio had to admire her sexy body.

She's hot as hell. Rio whispered.

I looked down at the bulge forming in my pants. Yeah. I suppose I can't disagree believably.

She grabbed my hand & guided it under her skirt. Her pussy was soaking wet. It's OK baby, I have the same problem. She smiled.

Several pictures were snapped as we played #7. Alexis was smoking hot, and she was a great sport. She managed to play the hole stark naked the whole time. Her score sucked, but it was safe to say none of us gave a shit. Many very sexy pictures were in both of our cameras. Alex & I both had erections straining in our pants & Rio was at least as worked up as we were.

We had just finished taking pictured of her, naked on the green, and returned to the carts when we heard a cart approaching from #8. She ran for her clothes and had just gotten her top on when the beverage cart came around the trees. A cute young blonde girl smiled and stopped, asking if we needed anything. Alexis was trying to be as discreet as possible as she sat in her cart stepping into her skirt. Alex & I were trying to hide our erections. Rio calmly stepped toward the cart & asked for 4 vodka-lemonades. The beverage cart girl was oblivious. She hadn't noticed anything & just served our drinks with a smile, wished us luck, and drove on. We all shared a laugh when she was out of site.

Bad news about #8 through #11; They could all be seen from the clubhouse. So we all calmed down, enjoyed our drinks, and played golf for the next half hour. We did manage to discuss the bet for #12, when we once again went out of site of civilization. The girls decided that the bets needed to include the guys. So now it was going to be teams. Each couple's score was to be added together to determine the winner. We also decided to up the punishment for the losers.

So it's agreed? Rio asked. Losing wife has to suck her husbands cock, on the green, for 30 seconds?

Agreed. Alexis said. But is that really much of a punishment? I might lose on purpose. She smiled at Alex. We all laughed.

We rounded the path toward #12, which put us out of sight to anyone at the clubhouse. Rio opened her legs to show me her pussy as she stepped from the cart.

Click.

There really was some question as to how to play. Losing on purpose was a temptation. But we kept the spirit of our game alive, and we all played well. Alex made a great second shot to the green, vey close to the hole, though, that was the difference. Rio & I lost by one stroke. Alex & Alexis ran to the carts to grab both cameras.

Rio had done this before. Flashing & public sex were not new to her, and I knew how much this was going to turn her on. She was about to cross a line—a point of no return, so to speak. Once she took my cock in her mouth out in sunshine of the golf course, there would be no turning back.

When the cameras were poised and ready, She very calmly & erotically spread her legs and squatted down. I unbuckled & unzipped my pants, and fed my hard cock into her wide open mouth. She licked and sucked me very slowly, and I knew from experience that she was in heaven. She loved to be watched.

Click. Click. Click.

I'm sure more than 30 seconds went by, and she kept sucking me, letting out little moans of pleasure. When she did stop, she didn't stand. Instead, she leaned back, supporting herself with her left hand while she spread her legs wide open and rubbed her pussy with her right hand.

Click. Click. Click

She quit after about 10 seconds with a frustrated groan and stood. I had stuffed my swollen cock back in place. We went to the carts, where Rio took her seat and continued to masturbate.

Number 13? she asked, looking directly at Alexis as she rubbed her pussy.

Alexis had a wild, lustful look in her eyes. She didn't answer. It seemed that she may have just crossed a line, too. Her eyes were squarely focused on Rio's pussy. Rio saw this, and spread her legs farther apart, offering Alexis a better view. Still without a word, eyes locked like a laser beam on Rio's pussy, Alexis stepped toward our cart, stepped her right leg up so she was half straddling Rio's lap, and reached under her skirt. Her pussy was no more that 12 inches away from Rio's face as she began to finger it.

Rio & I had looked around as we played the last 4 holes, within view of the clubhouse. There were no players behind us. The only likely encounter would be with the beverage cart girl.

It was probably a moot point anyway. The girls weren't going anywhere. They stared into each other's eyes now, and both had passed lightly playing with themselves and were into true masturbation. I grabbed for the camera before it was too late. They would both cum soon.

Click. Click.

Their eyes were locked in lust. Alexis had squatted lower and was now bent into the front of the cart, where Rio's feet would normally go. Both had one foot out of the cart, placing their pussies within a few inches of each other. The site of each other masturbating was quite obviously a huge turn on, as both were oblivious to the world around them. Alex & I didn't exist. The golf course didn't exist. They didn't hear the cameras clicking away. They were completely focused on each other, touching only themselves but fueled by site of the other. There was no teasing; no flirting. This was not foreplay. This was a lustful release of the energy that had built up all morning. Both girls were trying to cum, and trying to do it right now, quickly. When Rio moaned and quickened her hand signaling her orgasm, Alexis followed immediately, fueled by the connection they held with their eyes. As they came, Alexis pushed her pussy the final few inches to contact Rio's. Their hands were a blur -- literally—on the pictures Alex & I took as they furiously worked their clits during the long climax. When the intense moment passed, Alexis sat forward and forcefully kissed Rio on the mouth, sticking her wet fingers in for them both to lick. They stayed lost in this kiss/finger lick for a good minute or more, as the wave of the orgasms began to pass.

They came back to reality over the next minute or so, Alexis still straddling and embracing Rio in the cart. Alex & I had not spoken a word. We were as transfixed on the encounter just as the girls were. We both, obviously, had uncomfortable bulges in our pants.

Alexis climbed off of Rio, and they both exited the uncomfortable cart. Rio was somewhat down from the extreme intensity of the encounter, but still had a wild look; a hunger in her eyes. She was not finished. She locked eyes with Alex now, not even glancing at me. She strode directly to him, dropped to her knees, and grabbed his belt. Alexis looked surprised, but she didn't object. In seconds, Alex's cock was in my wife's mouth. She gave great head, and she was giving it now with a lust like I'd never seen. It was as she were starving and the cock in her mouth was the nourishment she needed to live. She worked her mouth over his cock like she needed his cum.

Alexis took the cue and walked to me. I didn't want a blowjob, though. I had been so turned on earlier by the rose tattoo above her pussy that I wanted to look at while I fucked her. When she got to me, she immediately grabbed by cock, and I began to remove the belt & get out of my pants. When I did, I reached for Alexis shirt and she readily allowed me to remove it.

Take off your skirt.

She did. I guided her to the front of my cart and leaned her back on the windshield. Her nipples stood hard in the sunlight as I lifted her onto my cock, still leaning her back against the cart. She exhaled a sharp moan as I entered her, pushing my cock all the way in immediately. I leaned back now, supporting her ass with my hands and her back with the cart so I could look at her tattoo and her rock hard nipples.

I heard sounds from Alex & Rio. He was coming, and Rio was drinking it dawn. She always did. She claimed to love the taste of cum, and I believed her. She always swallowed what I gave her, and would even gather any that she would miss with a finger and feed it to herself. I never asked for this...it was something that she honestly seemed to enjoy. So I knew she would be working now at gathering every drop she could find on Alex or on herself.

I wasn't even looking, though. My eyes took in the body I was fucking. Her nipples stood proudly in the sun, and her tummy was toned and sexy as could be. But mostly I couldn't stop looking at the smooth, bare pussy and the sexy tattoo that was just above and to the right of where any hair would have been. I saw now that it was a rose entwined on a small black design. It was incredibly erotic. The tattoo, the smoothness of her mound, and the light brown, exotic color of her skin combined was the most intensely erotic thing I had ever seen. The physical sensation was nearly as perfect. Her pussy was very, very wet, and the smoothness from the lack of any hair whatsoever was a new sensation. I felt very different from any pussy I had felt before, and it drove me over the brink almost immediately. I stared at the rose tattoo as I came, emptying myself into her with a strong intensity. She continued to thrust her hips as I continued to fill her. It wasn't until my orgasm was almost over that I even realized that she was cumming again, too. Even more of a surprise was that my wife, Rio, was now right next to me. She was squatted down, gently guiding me out of Alexis' pussy. As I pulled out of her, Rio's mouth was immediately around my still hard cock. She wanted more cum. A few licks, and she had taken what she could from my cock, and she turned to Alexis pussy. She opened wide, and with her tongue made a long lick from Alexis's ass up her lips, rewarded with a mouthful of cum from her overflowing pussy. Still not satisfied, she stuck two fingers in, hungrily licking them as they came out. She repeated this motion about a half a dozen times, until she was finally convinced there was no more. She stood, and kissed Alexis with her cum soaked tongue and lips. They enjoyed each other's kiss for a long minute as I got dressed.

The kiss finally broke, and we all exchanged smiles and remarks about how we'd better move along. We'd been lucky; no one had seen out short but intense session. We all dressed, the girls still braless and naked under the skirts and headed around the bend to number 13. It was then, as soon as we got to the tree line, that we saw the beverage cart, pulled off the path and halfway hidden behind the trees! We pulled past it, we couldn't see the driver; the pretty young blonde who had served us earlier. I got a sinking feeling that we had been caught & turned in.

Oh, shit. I mumbled. She's got to be calling the clubhouse.

I got out of the cart to look. I found her, behind the beverage cart, on the side opposite the path. Her face was very red, and she was struggling to buckle her pants!

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I started shaving my pussy about a year ago. The first time I shaved I gave myself razor rash so terribly that my white cotton Jockies looked like red spotted bikini bottoms. They rubbed and rode and stuck as my wounds dried. It was decidedly un-sexy, and I regretted it; but as I healed, I noticed that I couldn't stop thinking about it. Everything felt different between my legs and directly above them. I discovered the feel of my silky underwear sliding around under my pants and my cotton underwear snugly gripping and holding my lips together. But by far my greatest discovery was going out in a dress or skirt without underwear. I did this mostly on short excursions, such as to the grocery store or video store, and I was nearly obsessed with thinking about it. I would plan scenarios and hatch elaborate plans. Mostly I fantasized about being out with my husband and positioning my skirt so that he would notice. I imagined him tenting his pants and blushing. In my mind it would be just wonderful. I adored the idea of making him lose control.

I thought a restaurant would be the perfect place. I'm not sure if he thought it was odd that I suddenly wanted to eat out all the time, but he went along with my requests. I took great pains to prepare: a sexy dark dress with tight lines, high backless heels, my hair in a loose bun with a few pieces cascading my neck, and my underwear in my purse (just in case, I told myself).

The first time we ended up at Chevy's Mexican Restaurant -- not exactly my idea of romantic -- I was determined to make the best of it. We sat on tall stool chairs in the bar area and it was very crowded, a Friday night. The stool's seat was wooden so that I could smash around on my lips through the thin material of my dress when I sifted my hips from side to side. It felt amazing when I shifted positions, crossing and uncrossing my legs. I wondered if my pleasure was obvious. I tried to sit still and feel the look on my face. Reality check. Nothing seemed out of place. I even managed to order a margarita, a Grande, while making eye contact with the waiter.

After a few sips I straightened one of my legs, placing my foot close to the floor and tipping my toes downward, swiveling at my ankle, enjoying the sensation of my shoe slowly loosing its grip on my skin as gravity overtook it, slipping it off. I sat completely passive enjoying the feeling of the control gravity had on me, gently and familiarly snatching away what had been on my body. It was so normal, so unnoticed, so sensual at this moment when I was longing to be touched and acted upon. The wooden support of the stool felt organic against my bare foot as I bent my knee and balanced the ball of my foot against it, my weight flattening and pushing my sole against the roundness. I lazily shifted my ankle, moving my foot from side to side, which slightly moved my leg, which slightly shifted my position on the seat, which mashed my pussy lips around as I drank my Grande, rubbing my fingers around the salt on the rim and licking it off. I fantasized that my husband could read me.

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I was getting wet on the material of my dress and I wondered if I would soak through to the wood. My skirt was certainly sticking to me and blotting my moistness. A flash of worry hit me about being noticed later, but I decided I would dismiss it from my mind, and I did. I let myself focus on how good I felt, and I picked up my bare foot, straightened my leg, and tried to subtly trace against my husband's calf. I wanted him to know my secret, and I smiled. He asked me what I was being so goofy about. "Me?" I replied innocently.

"You." he asserted across the table and smiled back.

"I have a little secret," I confessed. "And you have to guess."

"Wow -- I have no idea. I couldn't even imagine what you're thinking. I only hope it's something that involves me."

"Of course it involves you, silly. It's a secret just for you to find, and it's right in front of you."

"Oh, something new about you?" he speculated.

"Yep, something new about me!" I confirmed.

"And it's only for me to find? I like the sound of that. I have a feeling I'm going to get lucky tonight when I find it." He then threw his hands back, slicking his hair, which always made me smile.

My margarita gone, I was feeling flirty and very electric. My mind flashed on making out with him over the table and I wished we were just home. I so badly wanted to just throw myself at him, but I held myself back, feeling a delicious ache pulse in my pussy hole, knowing I would have to wait, but eventually I would be satisfied. I reasoned that the anticipation was part of the fun, and I knew it was true.

I decided I would lean across the table and indicate I wanted to be kissed. He went in for a peck and I surprised him completely. He drew his breath and parted his lips, my tongue flicking his. It only took him a moment to react as I kissed him as deeply. Our tongues mingled familiarly, and he laughed. "Well, your tongue isn't pierced." He observed.

Then I laughed, "I hadn't even thought about that. You're right! I didn't pierce my tongue."

"Did you pierce something?" he inquired.

"Nope, no piercing." I stated. "It's something under . . . ."

I didn't finish my sentence because I saw the waiter returning, and I motioned for two more margaritas. When the waiter walked away, I finished quietly, "something under the table."

"OOOO, I am getting lucky tonight! It could be clothes. I'm not sure if I've seen that dress before, but I'm going to go out on a limb: I hope it's sexy under things."

"Well, you could say it's a sexy under thing, I suppose. It definitely feels sexy, and it is under me."

"Whooo. Now I have my own little surprise for you under the table."

I smiled, loving the idea of arousing him, but as I drew my foot up with the intention of placing it between his legs, he started and I drew back. Immediately I noticed the waiter approaching behind me. We thanked him for our drinks and ordered dinner.

I listened to the background noise and savored being in my own little world of pleasure while sipping my margarita. It was nice just to tease and enjoy my husband's company. I again worked my foot up between his legs, but this time he was expecting me, and his eyes told me so. I looked directly back as I rubbed around, not searching long before I located his "surprise." Our stools were fairly high and my move was very obvious. I thought for certain he would caution me to tame it down, but he actually seemed to be egging me on. I pushed forward and felt a flush of excitement. Exactly how far should I go? Wouldn't he stop me?

Out of the corner of my eye, I became aware of a couple a bit to my right seated behind my husband. I was certain they had noticed us and were watching. With my leg lifted, I wondered just how much they could see. They seemed very interested. Suddenly I wanted them to know my secret too. I couldn't believe how wet I was. Shifting just slightly gave me so much pleasure that I seriously wondered if I could possibly have an orgasm while in a restaurant.

I first looked at the guy and he smiled; then I looked at the blonde girl he was with, and she winked dramatically before getting up and motioning toward the bathroom. I froze. It was one thing to flirt across the room, but would I actually follow her to the bathroom? I knew my husband wouldn't mind if I messed around with a girl, especially if I shared. My margarita buzz concluded that a simple trip to the bathroom was no big deal. I pulled my leg back seductively and copied the wink the girl had given me, directing it at my hubby. He looked confused as I eyed the sexy blonde standing a few tables over. Her breasts looked amazing. He didn't say anything as I walked toward her, and she began for the restroom with me a few paces behind. I knew he would get it, and I took one last glance over my shoulder to be certain. Yep, I assumed he understood based on the flabbergasted look on his face. It was not the look of a man about to patiently wait for his wife to return from the restroom.

The girl I was following had straight, long blonde hair she had curled on the bottom. It bounced along in rhythm with her ass, which was barely covered by a stretchy black mini skirt. It cupped her perfectly, and I felt as if I had followed her for quite some time before finally arriving at the restroom. I had grown to appreciate her greatly in that time and couldn't wait to actually interact with her. Her ass had been such a nice focus.

She glanced back at me as she opened the door, and I was intrigued by the animation in her face. I could tell that she understood pleasure and wanted to indulge. She wanted me to look at her and let her know how much she was turning me on. She wanted me to know how much I was turning her on. I could do nothing but follow. I dwelt on the aftermath of the swing of the door behind us, a puff of air physically on my skin and in my ears while I held my breath and hoped for privacy. My buzz focused me.

She spun around and faced me. I looked directly down her shirt as I avoided her eyes. I was a little overpowered by her gaze, but when I looked down her shirt and saw her rounded flesh pushing together, I couldn't stop myself. I knew I could touch her. She wanted me to. I wanted to. I did. I put my hands right into the scoop of her neck and cupped her breasts in my hands, drawing my fingers together and centering my tips on her nipples, giving them a tug. She paused, allowing me to enjoy her first, and as soon as my touch left her nipples, she flung up my skirt.

"I told my husband I was still hungry after dinner and wanted to eat your pussy too." She stated rather flatly, addressing my pussy directly with her finger tips drumming on her lips. "Be a good girl and give me a quick bite."

I could feel myself dripping thickly with the thought of her eating my pussy, and I straddled her expectantly as she ducked under me, dropping abruptly to her ass and looking up. I hovered over her upturned face, and lowered onto her wiggling tongue. I could feel her licking my juices and slurping hungrily at my labia. She popped it in and out. She sucked in and pushed out as I wiggled deliciously with my right hand on the top of my thigh and my left hand on the top of her head encouraging her. She played me expertly and just the thought of what I was doing made me build quickly to delectable spasms she nurtured with flicks of her tongue and pressure from her chin. She lingered until I was quite done and she looked up with a smirk.

I straightened and gave her my most satisfied grin, offered my hand and helped her up. I was mentally grabbing for words that just wouldn't form when she then pressed her mouth to mine briefly but deeply. I could taste myself mixed with her. She then backed up, smiled largely, and waved before she walked out with an almost feline air of detachment. What an insane tease! She had utterly taken me.

Dazed and really feeling my buzz, I wiped up, washed my hands and attempted to remaster my thoughts. I was both disappointed and happy that she had said nothing, for whereas I would have adored an opportunity to interact with her further, the idea of no strings whatsoever really turned me on. I thought of all the moonstruck noises cats made at night when taken with their passion. Did they ever mate twice?

When I left the bathroom and returned to my seat, she and her dinner date had gone. I faced the wonder of my husband.

He leaned across the table and whispered, "She kissed me and asked, 'Do you recognize this?' Before I could assure her I had never seen her before, much less kissed her, she walked away, and I realized what she meant."

It took me a full five minutes to convince him not to abandon our dinners right then and there. I really had worked up an appetite, and even the food tasted sensuous. Besides, I had not finished teasing him, so I filled him in very slowly by spinning the enticing words now willingly tumbling into my mind and voluntarily embellishing just a tad for a truly spicy meal in mouth and mind. He never did remember to ask what was "new" about me, so I decided I will simply have to initiate that game again.

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Late, late, late -- I am going to be late. I muttered this mantra to myself as I ran to my car. It was 7:32 and I was supposed to check in by 8:15 at the seminar. I was headed to a teacher's seminar at a hotel about forty-five minutes from my house. The day was already hot and humid. I needed to pick up a few extra classes so I would have a better chance at getting a substitute teaching job at one of the schools close by. I had just graduated and thought these classes over the summer could help me with the job hunt. I wanted a job at one of the suburban schools instead of one of the inner city schools. Driving would be a nightmare if I had to commute to the city everyday.

I threw my purse, wedge shoes and backpack onto the passenger seat of my slightly used, two-door Ford Taurus. It was an ugly green color -- it did not reflect anything about my true personality -- other than I was poor and frugal and now running late.

I wound down my windows as the air conditioning was on the fritz. The air cooled the perspiration on my forehead and neck. I hiked my skirt up and spread my legs, trying to get as much air flow around my body as possible. My short blonde bob was blowing and I was sure I would look like I had slept on it by the time I got there.

I hadn't been sure what the dress code was, so I had thrown on a light, summer cotton skirt. It was white with pink stripes. I put a pink cami on under a short sleeved, white blazer. I tried to wriggle out of the blazer while I entered the stream of traffic onto the expressway. Damn!!' I yelled as I saw the line of traffic -- going the same direction as me -- all shimmering in the July summer heat. I threw my blazer on top of my purse and backpack.

The backpack reminded me of something else I had neglected to do -- buy a briefcase. How was I supposed to look professional when I still carried my backpack from college? My first paycheck I would buy one -- mental note.

Me and the rest of the mad rush crept along at a snail's pace. I was sweating again. I could feel it trickle down my back, right down the crack of my ass. Great, now I would look like I had sat in a puddle on the way here. Mental note #2 -- second paycheck I was getting my air conditioning fixed -- then again by that time of year I would no longer need it.

The traffic's pace quickened as I took the exit to the hotel. I held my arms up so the air could dry me. My car clock read 8:09 -- I just might make it!! I pulled into a space and hurriedly slid into my shoes as I threw my blazer on and swung both my purse and backpack over the same arm. I hopped towards the door, tugging at my blazer and running a hand threw my hair.

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I passed between the doors of the hotel and stopped at the information board to see where I needed to go. I found my meeting room number and ran down the stairs to the registration area. I signed my name and picked my power point slide packet. Thank God there was air!!! I had begun to cool down and feel a little more confidant of myself as I entered the room and took a seat towards the back, on the other side of the room.

I set my packet down on the table and began to get my self organized. I turned my cell phone off and grabbed a pencil and note pad out of my backpack. I looked around the room, it looked like there was about 50-60 seats and most of them were already occupied. I spied the ice water and coffee machines at the very back of the room. The class would start at any minute -- I jumped up and got both a glass of ice cold water and a cup of luke-warm coffee. As I turned to make my way back to my seat I saw a woman enter the room.

She walked towards my seat. I watched her calf muscles flexing in her high heeled pumps as she walked across the room, with me trailing behind her. She looked older than me, had long brunette hair, was tall and slim and was pulling the chair out next to mine. It was at that moment I felt the luke-warm coffee as it spilled down my leg and formed a puddle in my shoe.

Shit. I muttered to myself

Excuse me? The brunette said.

Oh, sorry. I thought I whispered. Ummm, I spilled my coffee. I stumbled through my explanation as I took my shoe off and wiped my leg with a napkin.

Here, you can use mine too. She offered as she bent down and wiped my ankle.

I jumped at her touch. Her hair spilled over her shoulders and brushed against my knee. Her shirt hung open as she bent over my leg. I could see right down her chest, her push up black lace bra held her smallish breasts beautifully. Her perfume tickled the inside of my nostrils. Her black skirt had ridden up her thighs a little as she was stooped over. I was very surprised to see the tops of black lace thigh high stockings -- even in the summer!!!

She was beautiful.

Oh, thank you. I managed to say.

Not a problem. You would be shivering in here with the air if you stayed damp!! She laughed as she tossed her hair back behind her shoulders and re-adjusted her skirt.

I got myself situated and got ready for the seminar. I couldn't help but steal looks at her. I could hardly pay attention to the seminar. There was something about her.

Lunch break consisted of the hotel setting up boxed lunches in the back of the room and then you ate at your table where you had just sat for the seminar.

I'm Rio. I said as I held out my hand.

She took my hand, Pam, I'm Pam.

We shook, her nails were painted a soft peach I noticed as she pulled her hand back and we stood.

What school district are you from? She asked as we took our place in line to get our lunch.

I don't have a home district yet. I just graduated in June and I am hoping to either work in Easton School District or I guess my second choice would be Reeceville School District. Reeceville is further away for me and I really would prefer to not be driving to the city everyday. How about you? I said as I grabbed my boxed lunch and a diet Pepsi.

She grabbed the same lunch and drink as I did and we walked back towards our table. I teach at Easton School District now. I have been there for 8 years. I almost stubbed my toe on my chair as I was watching her lips with her sparkling peach lipstick, instead of where I was walking.

We sat and ate our lunch. Chatting about where we lived and our families. I learned she was married and her husband's name was John. He worked in sales and was away on business. She taught first grade -- which was exactly what my choice would be - if I got my first choice. We endured the rest of the afternoon listening to the speaker and earning our credits.

The seminar ended a little early -- at about 4:15. We gathered up our things and walked out of the building together.

It was nice to meet you. Pam said as she shook my hand again.

You also -- I hope I will see you around school! I said.

We parted ways and I peeled my blazer off as I threw my stuff back on the seat.

Lace thigh high stockings -- in the summer!! I was stuck on that one thought as I tried to start my car. I was happily entranced in the stockings until I realized the car was not turning over. Ok, so I hadn't had the car looked over by a mechanic like dad had said I should before I bought it!

I tried it three or four more times just in case it was just hot and sweaty like I was becoming.

Click -- click -- click. Click -- click --click.

Oh fuck it!! I exclaimed loudly as I closed my eyes and threw my head back.

Rio? A voice asked.

I turned my head to the voice. I opened my eyes and there was Pam in an older model, blue Cadillac Seville. She was a beautiful woman and with the sun glasses she was down right hot. What is with me today -- I know I haven't had a boyfriend in a while -- and I have never had a girlfriend. Sure I fooled around in college -- but didn't everyone?

Hi, Pam. I said as I opened my car door and stood.

Are you ok? She asked as she put her car in park.

My heap won't start. I guess I will be calling a tow truck. I said as I slapped the door of my car.

Well, can I give you a ride somewhere? Pam asked.

I laughed as I said, I think I am ready for a drink!!

We both just sort of looked at one another. Your husband is out of town right? I asked. You drive and I will buy.

Jump in. She replied as she leaned over the seat and opened the passenger side door.

I rolled my windows up and grabbed my stuff off the seat. Thought twice and then didn't lock the doors. I hoped and prayed someone would take it while we were gone.

I skipped to the passenger side and threw my stuff in the back seat as I climbed in the front and buckled my seat belt. I watched her peach colored fingernail push the window button as the window hummed shut.

Where to? Do you have any preferences? Pam asked.

I hesitated. I don't know a lot of places around here. Wherever you want to go is fine with me.

Okay -- then my favorite hometown bar. She said with a laugh.

She pulled into a parking lot that was half filled with cars. We walked into the bar and turned several heads as we took a seat at the very end of the bar.

Hey, Sam. Pam said with a smile.

Pammy -- what'll it be tonight? The older gentleman bartender said as he wiped the bar in front of us.

Coronas? She said as she looked at me.

Sounds good to me -- but can we also get a couple Washington apple shots to get started? I said as I stared at those lush lips.

She raised her eyebrows at my request but didn't say anything.

Our evening went on one drink after the other. We talked about how Pam had met John and she asked about my previous boyfriends. We had done several shots and had finished several beers each.

Rio, I have to stop drinking if we are driving anywhere. Did you call the tow company? She asked.

Shit -- I completely forgot. I exclaimed as I pulled my cell phone out and dialed the number. I listened as the recorded lady on the phone told me they were all busy and to please leave a message and someone would return my call. I left a message for someone to call me as soon as they were free.

I asked for the bill for our tab.

Rio -- let me pay, you don't even have a full-time job yet!! Pam said trying to pull the bill from my hand.

Pam, I have a part-time job. I have the money, let me pay. I said laughing as I pulled the bill free of her fingers. My hand brushed her thigh as I grabbed my purse and pulled out my money.

What job do you have? Pam asked.

Ummmmm we can talk about it later. I said as I stood and grabbed Pam's hand and pulled her off her bar stool.

We walked out of the bar; the night air was heavy with an approaching storm. We quickly got to Pam's car and got inside.

Rio - thanks for the drinks. Do you want to go back to my place for a few more? The tow truck company hasn't called back yet has it? Pam asked.

I looked at my phone. Nope. No call back yet.

So, my husband is out of town and you have nothing else to do, so why don't you come to my place and we will have a few more drinks. Pam pleaded.

I am up for it I think. I watched Pam's silhouette against the lightening outside the car. Big, fat rain drops began to hit the windshield as we pulled into Pam's driveway.

We ran from the car to the house as a large bolt of lightening, followed by a loud clap of thunder, hit. We stood in the kitchen, dripping on the floor, laughing.

Come upstairs and we can dry off. Pam said as she grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of wine from the fridge. The house was a very nice single family home. The kitchen opened up to a formal dining room and then the stairs separated the living room and dining room. I followed Pam up the stairs, watching the way her skirt clung to her hips and ass as she moved up the stairs. A thin stream of water ran down the back of her leg.

This is our bedroom she said as she flicked on the light. She walked to the master bathroom off the bedroom and turned on the light there as well. She walked back in and threw me a towel.

Your bedroom is beautiful. I said as I looked at the king size canopy bed with the peach satin cover. I wiped my face with the towel.

Pam opened the bottle of wine and poured us each a glass. Here, a drink first and then we can get situated. Do you just want to stay the night here? I mean its getting late and with the storm and they haven't called you back yet. She trailed off.

Just then another bolt of lightening and the lights went off. I froze, not knowing where I was in a strange house.

Pam had let out a yelp. Give me a second Rio, I have matches somewhere. A few minutes later a candle flickered on her dresser. As she lit a few more candles, I noticed light bouncing off the mirrors in the ceiling of the bed.

I guess that was my answer. Yes, I will stay as long as I am not inconveniencing you. I said as I toweled off my damp hair. I brought my head up and stared as Pam unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor.

I will get cleaned up and then the bathroom is all yours. Help yourself to whatever clothes you want. We are about the same size so I think it will all fit you. Pam told me as I watched her peel her black, wet stockings down her legs. Her matching black lace panties clung to her pussy lips, taunting me. She unbuttoned her shirt and it joined her skirt in a wet pile on the floor. She unhooked her black lace bra and let it fall on top of the clothes. She walked to the bathroom, unaware of my stare as I watched her lace panties plastered to her taut ass.

I stripped off all my wet clothes and dried off. I pulled open the drawer Pam told me to get clothes out of. It was an entire drawer full of lingerie. Lace and silk and satin. I fingered the items in her drawer, lifted out a silk and lace nightgown and held it to my face. Smelling her and feeling the silk on my skin. As I went to close the drawer, I had to rearrange the lingerie. I heard something shift in the bottom as I tucked Pam's lingerie back in. I ran my hand under her clothes and hit something hard. I lifted up the lingerie and realized I had discovered her sex toys as well.

A rather large vibrator, as well as two smaller dildos were nestled in the pile of lingerie. I slipped Pam's silk lingerie over my head, liking the way it hugged my body. I ran my hands over myself enjoying the feeling under my fingers.

I looked at myself in her mirror and then noticed Pam standing in the doorway, watching me.

Nice choice. She said as she walked towards me, wearing only a white bath towel.

I ran my hands in her hair, pulling her towards me. I kissed her. Tasting her lip gloss and mouthwash. I kissed her again and she started to kiss me back. As we stood their exploring each other with our tongues and lips I ran my hands down her shoulders and along the top of the towel and finding the place where she had it tucked against her body.

With one tug her towel opened and I let it fall to the floor, still kissing her.

Oh, Rio. She said surprised as she tried to pull back a little. I leaned in and kissed her harder. Feeling her relax against me, she began kissing me back.

I so wanted this woman. I backed up a step and sat on the bed. I just stared at her gorgeous body. She was so beautiful. She blushed as she felt my gaze on her. She shifted her weight from one foot to another, unsure what we were doing.

I held out my hand and pulled her to me on the bed. I kissed her again, my hands running over her body. She began responding to my touch, her hands sliding on the silk. She played with the lace at the top of the lingerie. As my hands played with her breasts she began to make little moaning noises against my mouth, turning me on even more, letting me know that she was into this.

I flicked my tongue against her nipple which made her inhale sharply. I did the same to her other breast, cupping both breasts. I pushed her on her back on the bed, kissing her ribs and between her breasts. I kissed her mouth again, desperately wanting to hear her tell me what she wants. Tell me Pam. What do you want me to lick? I whispered in her ear as I bit gently on her ear lobe. Say it. Say it out loud and I will do it.

Me. Lick me. She said hesitantly, her eyes closed.

No. Louder than that and be specific. Tell me exactly what I am supposed to lick. I said a little more forcefully as I squeezed her small, beautiful breasts. Her nipples were hard, pressing against the palms of my hands. Open your eyes, and tell me.

She opened her brown eyes and held my gaze as she said, Lick my nipples, Rio, suck my nipples. Her cheeks flushed as the words left her lips.

I lowered my mouth to her nipple on her left breast. I clamped my lips on her, sucking her nipple into my mouth, its hardness on my tongue. She cried out and tangled her hands in my hair. I rolled her right nipple between my thumb and forefinger, slowly, pacing it with my sucking motion on her other breast.

Oh, oh, Rio. She squirmed beneath me.

I switched my hand and mouth, taking my time, licking her nipples. Pulling them between my fingers, and watching them grow harder and longer with my touch. Her face reddened as I looked from her breasts to her face. I kissed her hot mouth. My tongue exploring her mouth as I licked at her lips.

Say it again Pam. Tell me again where you want me to lick and suck next. I teased her, but I really wanted to just hear her newly lesbian, virgin mouth utter those words.

She turned redder, the tip of my nose touching hers. I kissed her gently as she said, Suck my pussy against my mouth.

I moved down her body and sat back. Her legs were closed, her knees together. I bent and kissed her smooth stomach moving my hands under her legs to her thighs. I pulled them open and quickly slid between them, forcing them to stay open. She held her breath as I kissed her outer pussy lips. I drank her in with my eyes. Her trim, neat pussy. Her lips peaking from underneath a short haired, brunette thatch, as I kissed her again. She moaned as I stroked the place where her legs and hips met, kissing there, flicking my tongue over her hip bone, and then kissing her clit. I licked her open with my tongue, pressing her thighs open further as I spread her lips with my tongue.

She tasted incredible, sweet and tangy. I lapped at her slit, sucked her clit between my lips. She was thrashing beneath me. Is this what you want me to do? I teased, wanting her to talk to me.

Yes, oh God yes. Suck my pussy. She said breathlessly.

I smiled to myself, extremely aroused as I rammed my tongue into her; she put her legs over my shoulders, keeping me locked in her wonderful, erotic smell. I ate her and she was soon so wet I was slurping her, fucking her pussy with my face. She pressed into my face, her heels pressing into my back as she came in my mouth. I loved to feel her shuddering under me, her thighs quivering against my face.

I let her rest for a moment and then kissed her on the mouth. Her musky scent began to dry on my face. Taste yourself. Doesn't it taste good? I said as I tongue kissed her.

Rio, let me lick your pussy. Pam said to me as she kissed me in return. Her tongue licked at mine. I have never done it before, but I want to taste you. She said as she pushed me back.

I lay back on the bed, wearing Pam's silk lingerie. My nipples were aching to be touched after feeling Pam's orgasm. Pam leaned over and kissed me, her hands caressing my breasts through the silk, hesitantly. She gently pinched my nipples between her fingers, the material caressing where her fingers were. She kissed me gently over and over as she squeezed my breasts.

She hesitated, not completely sure what to do. Taste me Pam. Taste me. She bunched the lingerie up over my thighs. I spread my legs as she looked at my almost completely shaved pussy. I had a small patch of blonde hair left. She stroked me there. Her fingers lingered at the moistness, at my arousal being with her.

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I was in town for business but I was hoping to get a little down time. On the way back to my hotel I noticed a small boutique across the street. It was lingerie shop-not a tacky one but tasteful displays of beautiful silk lingerie adorned the window. I crossed the street in hopes of doing a little shopping. Lingerie is the kind of thing you only think of buying when you're starting a relationship or hoping to revive one. I had been feeling as if my marriage needed a little spicing up but I found that whenever we made love, my mind wandered to images of making love to a woman. She was always a faceless woman with beautiful body; fit but not too fit, nice full breasts and a beautifully waxed mound.

Anyway, when I approached the door, I noticed the Appointment Only sign. The woman inside came to the door and opened it slightly. She was beautiful. Her lips were full and her eyes warm. Although her smile was gentle, her dark eyes had a devious twinkle. She asked me if I'd like to make an appointment. As she spoke I watched her lips move exposing her white teeth. She had a slight accent. I believe it was Eastern European but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

She was so beautiful that for a moment, I was stunned. There was an awkward silence.

Oh. . . um. . . yes, I would like to make an appointment. Do you have anything available for tomorrow at this time?

Come in and I will check the books.

As she looked down at her appointment book, I looked around the small boutique. The room was dimly lit. Strategically placed around the room were beautiful gowns of silk, sheer robes, and tables with neatly folded thongs and such.

Yes, we do have an opening tomorrow. Since you are coming in tomorrow, why don't I take your measurements now so that I can pick out of few things that I think will work for you.

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Well okay. I noticed that I felt nervous. A little warmth welled up inside of me.

Facing me with a tape measure in one hand, she wrapped her arms around me and began taking my measurements.

Hmmm.. . a 36 C, 28, 38. You are a classic size. Come back tomorrow afternoon.

At this point, a cold business-like manner came over her. She quickly escorted me to the door.

As I crossed the street, I wanted to turn around and look at her again but I didn't. I felt as if she was watching me but I didn't want to find out.

The next day, as I went from meeting to meeting, I couldn't stop thinking about my afternoon appointment. I felt as if I was wet all day. I spent half the time crossing my legs and squeezing them together in an effort to stop the wetness and throbbing.

As soon as my last meeting let out, I quickly packed up my brief case and laptop and headed towards the boutique.

As I opened the door the sound of the door chime broke the sound of my own footsteps. . As I walked in, the boutique smelled like an old Parisian perfumery, Dimly lit lamps with beaded shades were scattered throughout the room. Tea light candles burned with the scent of musk and vanilla.

There she was again. This time I got a better look. She was a beautiful brunette. She stood about 5'7. She wore a knee length black skirt, black nylons, high heels and a white button down blouse. It was unbuttoned just enough to catch a glimpse of a little cleavage and the black lace bra. There she stood, warmly smiling. Looking quite business like but less cold than the day before.

She motioned towards the dressing room.

Get undressed, while I draw the blinds to the front window. You can wear this robe. She handed me a sheer black robe.

My assistant is in back just putting together a few last items for you. She will be here in a moment. Once again I detected a slight Eastern European accent. It somehow complimented her underlying coldness.

I felt disappointed that we weren't alone. I went behind the curtain and began to undress. In the room, there was an old fashioned day bed covered in a deep red velvet fabric. I took off my clothes and neatly draped them over one end of the couch. I slipped the robe on and looked at myself in the mirror. I could see my nipples through the fabric. I opened the front slightly and cupped my breasts in my hands.

Suddenly, the curtain pulled back. I quickly moved my hands from my breasts and blushed with embarrassment. I turned and there stood the Brunette, dressed in a black leather corset, a leather thong and a pair of black leather boots that went past her knees. Her assistant was a beautiful blond who wore a sheer white teddy and a white-laced thong. Her pink nipples, stood erect, showed through her teddy. In some way, she looked so sweet and innocent even angelic. The Brunette introduced me to her. The sweet girl didn't say much. She smiled at me shyly and nodded her head.

We've picked out something for you.

I tried not to giggle as she held up a black bustier. It was a satin bustier that laced up the back. I've always wondered what I would look like in one but I had never actually dare try one on. I held my arms up as they placed it around my torso and laced it up in the back.

If you lean forward a bit, you can give yourself the appearance of having more cleavage.

As I followed her suggestion, the Brunette adjusted my breasts and the Blond tightened the lace- ups in the back. As stood there and faced the mirror, I was surprised by how sexy I looked.

Now slip these on, the brunette demanded.

Her tone was strong. I felt a little annoyed at her cold aggressive manner but I did as I was told.

I slid the black silk nylons up my calves. The Brunette knelt down in front of me, and began to slide the nylons up one leg, while the Blonde stood behind me and slid the nylons up the other. The Brunette's hands were slightly cool while the Blonde's were warm, almost hot. Enjoying the contrast of the two, I closed my eyes. The excitement of their touch began to overtake me. I could feel my face grow flushed. As I stood there the Brunette nudged my legs further apart. Their hands moved simultaneously, making their way up my inner thighs. I could feel myself starting to moisten.

Oh my god I thought to myself. What if they notice I am getting wet?

Then from behind, I could feel the Blonde's fingers brush up my inner thighs moving closer and closer toward my pussy. She began to kiss the back of my thighs as the Brunette ran her tongue along my inner thighs. I stood still, not believing that this was happening.

The Brunette whispered, Do you like this? Is this what you came here for?

Oh yes, I murmured

The Brunette in a stern voice ordered, tease her.

The Blonde obeyed and began running her finger through the folds of my labia. Teasing me, my clit grew hard and sensitive.

Now, get your finger wet.

The Blonde, once again, obeyed and slid her finger through my wetness.

My knees grew weak.

The Brunette stood up and reached around and tugged on my hair, pulling my head back. She moved her mouth closer to mine. I could feel her breath as she brushed her lips up against mine.

Putting her mouth close to my ear, she whispered, Kiss me.

I parted my lips slightly as she firmly placed her lips against mine. She had a sweet taste to her. Her tongue reached for mine. It was steamy. Every time her tongue wrapped around mine, she'd tug on my hair.

As we kissed, the Blond probed my wet pussy with her talented fingers. My hips began to move with the rhythm of the Brunette's tongue. She flicked her tongue over the tip of mine as if she was licking a clit. As she did this, I felt the warm liquid of my pussy flow from me. The Blonde, dipped her finger in it, and circled my clit lightly with the tip of her finger, through the folds of my pussy, up toward my ass and back around my clit. She repeated this over and over.

The Brunette led me to the daybed and laid me down on my back.

The Blonde moved with me and positioned herself between my legs, spreading them. I bent my knees and let my legs fall open.

The Brunette stood over us. Watching.

Lick her! the Brunette commanded.

She then climbed onto the day bed and straddled herself over my face watching the Blonde position herself between my legs.

The Brunette's pussy was now over my face. The leather thong barely covered her pussy. I could She was waxed bare. Her pussy lips slightly puffy, shiny with juices, peeked out from the sides of the thong. I could smell her sex. She leaned down and pulled my hood back, exposing my clit to the blond.

I said lick it demanded the Brunette.

The Blonde began flicking my clit with her tongue.

My breath quickened. I had been wet all day and I could smell my scent-musky, earthy-it was the smell of lust.

I began to tease the Brunette by pulling on the leather thong. I pulled it up, grinding it against her pussy, through the folds of her labia. She moved her hips in a circular motion indicating she wanted more. I pulled her thong against her clit. Her wetness moistened the leather thong. I pulled it aside to get a better glimpse of her.

She moaned, Oh yes baby, do you like my clit. Tell me it's beautiful. Do you want to taste it?

I wanted it. Oh yes baby, your pussy is hot. I want it. Give it to me, I whispered.

With that said, she lowered her pussy closer to my mouth. My tongue reached for it but she pulled it away. She repeated this until I began to beg and pull her hips downward.

Give me your pussy. Let me taste it.

She resisted.

I thrust my finger into her, moving it in and out slowly. I pulled my finger out and she moaned, give me more in her Eastern European accent.

I began to play her game, teasing her over and over.

While I tortured her by giving her only a little of the pleasure she longed for, she grew wetter and hotter.

She leaned over and grabbed the blonde's hair and said, Fuck her, fuck her now.

The Blonde pulled out a dildo (I don't know where she had it stored but suddenly, in her hand was a dildo). She stepped out of her thong and strapped on the dildo. She climbed up between my legs. I placed my feet upon her shoulder and whispered, give it to me, oh god, give it to me.

As she shoved it deep inside with one big thrust, I pulled the Brunette's pussy down on my face and rubbed her juices on my lips, my cheeks, and my nose. I wanted to taste, smell, lick and touch her. The smell of her juices and the leather drove me wild. I wanted her to writhe in ecstasy.

As I sucked on her clit and fingered her faster and faster she moved her hips to and fro in circles as if she didn't quite know which direction to move.

Suddenly, the Brunette handed me a dildo (where did all the dildos come from?) I plunged it deep into her pussy as I licked her clit. As she thrust up and I down, I pushed my finger into her ass. She screamed, fuck me, oh yes, fuck me hard. My finger and the dildo pushed deeper. Her body bucked backed and forth.

The Blonde got on her knees, facing her ass towards the Brunette as she straddled my torso. I could feel the strap on rubbing against my belly like a big erect cock. I pulled the dildo out of the Brunette and took the Blonde from behind as she licked my clit.

I kept licking the Brunette's clit and thrusting my finger deeper into her ass. While I fucked the Blonde from behind with the dildo she licked my clit and fingered me fast and hard as she rocked back and forth taking the dildo deeper into her sex.

The Brunette began to growl and jerk uncontrollably, the Blonde pushed hard against the dildo and began rubbing her own clit while licking mine.

You could hear the juices of our pussies and the moans fill the room.

The Brunette rubbed her pussy all over my face while I rhythmically plunged the dildo deep into the Blonde.

Suddenly, the Brunette let out a scream as the juices gushed from her beautiful pussy. My face wet with the smell of sex.

The Blonde began to shake. She let out a moan that seemed to come from deep within her.

I reached down to my own pussy and rubbed my clit. My fingers moved faster, my body began to jerk uncontrollably; a hot current ran through me as I ascended to the top of my orgasm.

I let out a primal moan that I had never heard before. In one final moment my body jerked uncontrollably.

I lay there on the day bed in a daze. The Brunette and Blond gathered themselves, their toys and drifted out of the room. I slowly rose and looked for my clothes. I removed the bustier and nylons and got dressed into my own clothes.

Draping the bustier and nylons across my arm, I walked to the counter where the register was.

The Brunette appeared, dressed as she was when I first walked through the door. She looked at me in a business like manner.

How did that outfit work out of you?

Ummm, fine thank-you, I think I'll take it. I replied.

As she rang up my purchase, the room was silent with the exception of rustling tissue paper as the Blonde wrapped my new bustier in pink scented paper.

She handed me a bag and winked.

The next thing I remember was a voice saying Hello, hello. ... Are you okay?

The Brunette's face came into focus. She was standing over me. I shook my head and asked, What am I doing down here on the floor. What happened?

Miss, you looked pale and then suddenly you fell over.

I did? I looked around for the Blonde and she wasn't in sight. I asked, Where is your assistant?

The Brunette looked bewildered, Who?

You know, your assistant.

She looked at me as if I had lost my mind.

In my hand were my purse, my laptop and the bag with the pink tissue paper. I got up and straightened out my skirt.

I think you fainted, can I get you some water? Can I call anyone for you?

No, No, I think I am fine. I just feel a little light-headed.

Are you okay? She asked.

Yes. I'll be fine. I softly replied.

As I caught my balance, she placed her hand on my back and steadied me as I slowly walked toward the door. She reached for the door and opened it, the door chime jingled melodically. The crisp cool evening air helped me regain my balance.

I turned to the Brunette. Thank you so much.

Still looking concerned she asked, Are you sure you are okay?

I nodded.

She helped me to the door and said, Be careful as you cross the street. Take Care.

As I crossed the street, I looked back. She stood in the doorway watching me

I turned and for moment I wanted to walk back and ask her what just happened, but I couldn't. I wondered just how long I had been lying on the floor. Did I dream the whole thing up? Instead, I kept walking. As I entered the lobby of my hotel, I looked inside my bag, there was my bustier wrapped in the pink tissue paper and a card. I pulled the card out.

In beautiful cursive it read, Thank you for coming. We hope your appointment was a pleasurable experience. We hope you'll come again.

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As I finish reapplying my make-up, I look at my co-workers next to me in the Ladies Room. We are lined up before the mirror with a dressing table at cunt level, all naked save for our stockings, shoes and make-up. The new dress code for the office has been accepted without complaints. Isobel, the petite brunette with large soft breasts, in charge of Pussy Notice, runs her fingers across her V-shaped pubic before a finger disappears between her pussylips. I can see her pierced lip-ring glistening with juices. It will be up to us to sell our new look to Ms Anderson, the first client with an appointment for today.

Maureen, the Pussy Wetting (production) manager, a true redhead, has a dreamy look in her eyes. She has a tough time applying lipstick to her smiling red lips. The daisy chain with the other two must have given her a lot of pleasure. I've never seen such a serene look on her face.

Prudence, the secretary of The Pussy Power Company, with the body of a porn star and the brains of a fish, walks up to me. We stand nipple-to-nipple, face-to-face. She leans forward and whispers in my ear:

She is mine, Jo-Ann. You leave her alone. She must have seen me eating Victoria's pussy, the new owner of Pussy Power, and a lingerie company.

I don't take too kindly to threats. I retaliate by cupping my hand over her shaven mound, inserting two fingers in her still dripping pussy. Pushing my tits flat against hers, I answer softly in her ear:

She's the boss and she'll fuck whoever she wants. I twist my fingers deep in her cunt and rub the palm of my hand over her clit. Ever since I met you, I wanted to make love to you. I stick my wet tongue into her ear and feel her squirm. Don't spoil my passion for you with jealousy.

I push her shapely buttocks against the dressing table, straddling her leg, thereby trapping my hand against her pussy. My rock hard nipples rub across her erect nubs. Riding my bare pussy over her stocking-clad leg, I wipe my pussy juice on the company's product. If it doesn't leave a mark, we have a winner. I feel her relax as she brings her hands to my face and then kisses me softly on the mouth. She glides her tongue over my lips to gain access to my mouth. As I try to catch my breath, she darts her tongue deep into my mouth. Sucking on her tongue and finger fucking her pussy, I am making good on my fantasy of fucking Prudence.

I don't want to be a party pooper, you two love birds, I hear Maureen trying to break up our wrestling love match. Ms Anderson will be here in a minute.

Stepping back, I pop my fingers from her vagina, and stick it into her mouth. She greedily licks her own cunt juices off.

Friends? I plead. There is no trace of my wet cunt juices on her stockings.

Lovers?

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Of course. We embrace before we all move out the door. I am happy with the outcome of the little confrontation. As Pussy Licking manager, I have to keep everybody happy. I hope to make the other two my lovers as well. As I was the first to pleasure Victoria, I sensed the green monster rearing its ugly head. Hopefully, my little demonstration in the Ladies Room convinced the others of my wanton lust for them all. I quickly tie my thick long, blond hair behind my head. I don't want to hide my nudity from Ms Anderson.

We move to our glass walled offices. I quickly catch up with Isobel, before her naked buttocks disappear into her office.

Isobel, my dear. Wait up. In her office, I make myself at home in her soft couch. The warm color scheme of the office matches her brown hair and her strong character, making me feel at home. I sprawl my long tanned legs in front of me, giving a clear view to Isobel of my smooth pussy. She takes her seat behind the desk.

Will you bring her to my office? I am not sure I can face her naked, yet, asks Isobel. I don't know if I can sell anything naked.

Of course you can. We're selling sex and the best way to do it is naked. I wouldn't want to miss seeing Ms Anderson's face when she realizes that we're all naked.

Would you model some of Pussy Power's latest creations for her?

Why don't we get her naked to fit it on herself? I ask. The ring of the door chime cuts her answer off. I quickly move to reception to open the door for Ms Anderson. Prudence is behind the tall counter, invisible to anyone at the door. Ms Anderson, dressed in an expensive blue designer's dress, looks very sexy for a forty-something woman. A lot of money, hard work and a too strict diet keep her in shape. I wonder how she looks naked. As she enters, she is too busy putting her keys in her bag to notice me at first.

Then, realizing my state of undress, she stops. Her gaze follows my flesh colored stockings to the top of my naked thighs, over my clean shaven pussy, hesitating a moment to take in my protruding clit, before it moves over my flat tummy, my 36C breasts to halt on my face;

Good God, Jo-Ann! Her knees buckle. You're naked! Then she collapses into my arms.

Prudence, I shout. Come help me. We quickly carry Ms Anderson to Isobel's office and lower her on the couch. Isobel looks concerned and dithers over the prone woman.

That's why I didn't want to see her first, says a shaky Isobel, dabbing a wet cloth on Ms Anderson's face. Ms Anderson groans, her eyes flutter open and sees the naked Isobel on her knees, next to the couch.

Amanda Anderson, I say sternly. Before you faint again, you're not dreaming. We are all naked. I am behind Isobel, my hand resting on her naked shoulder. I bet Amanda Anderson has a sexy view of my pussy. I continue:

We are celebrating National Nude Day and this is our new office uniform. We are here to serve you. So please, enjoy the spectacle.

Thank you, my dear, comes her weak response. It must be her diet. She is not getting enough calories.

Prudence, be a dear and order a Cajun Chicken Salad for Ms Anderson, I command. Remember to take the order in your new uniform.

By now, Isobel is comfortable in her nakedness and sits next to Ms Anderson, taking her hand. You are punishing yourself too much with all this restrictive clothes. What do you say, Jo-Ann, shouldn't we help Ms Anderson get rid of it? She immediately starts to unbutton Amanda Anderson's dress. Good, the real Isobel, champion salesperson of the year, is in charge. I hurry to get our latest products from the stores.

By the time I return, Ms Anderson is naked and like putty in Isobel's hands. Amanda has small breasts, a flat tummy and sinewy muscled legs. I can see a few ribs beneath her skin. The dark bush between her legs is the only untidy item on her person. Not for long. Isobel already has her clippers and shaving kit out. She reassures Ms Anderson as she clips the pubic hair off to reveal a neglected pussy.

My dear Ms Anderson, says Isobel unemotionally, as if she doing her nails. Why are you so bushy down here? Don't you like your pussy? Every woman should be proud of her cunt and take care of it. Ms Anderson is slouching on the couch, her legs wide open, trusting another woman between her legs with a shaving kit. Shaking with passion, she is unable to answer.

Isobel applies the lather over the entire area and carefully shaves the pubes and anus of a very rich client of Pussy Power. We must incorporate the denuding of pussies to our client service. I will discuss this at our next meeting.

Isobel sits back, wiping the last foam from a naked vulva, inspecting her handiwork. I can see moisture seeping through our client's crinkled pussy lips. Ms Anderson's hands grab Isobel by the hair and push her face into her aching cunt. Fortunately, the manager of Pussy Notice is quick to respond. Circling her arms underneath Amanda Anderson's legs, Isobel reaches up to grab hold of Amanda's small tits. This action forces Amanda's legs up in the air, giving Isobel unrestricted access to the newly shaved pussy.

I must say, Isobel looks like a good pussy licker. I'm impressed that she doesn't attack the vulva like a kamikaze pilot, slobbering all over the show. I can see her licking around the outer lips before she delicately nibbles on Amanda's clit. Using her tongue to part the crinkled lips like Moses did with the Red Sea, Isobel gains access to a neglected pleasure hole. What a damn shame. This woman starves herself to be acceptable to her husband, but he is more interested in making money or in sport, leaving another unfulfilled wife.

Isobel's attention to our client's genitals has my pussy juices flowing. Women are not supposed to be visually stimulated, but what a lot of Freudian psychobabble. When we see someone receiving pleasure, we are also stimulated. I drop to my knees behind Isobel. Touching her wet pussy sends shivers down my spine. I play with her lip-ring and find that my fingers are on fire with the heat from her sex. I circle her vagina entrance with my middle finger and slowly insert it into her cunt. She pushes her ass back at my hand, looking for a cock.

In the top drawer, mumbles Isobel into the wet pussy of Amanda. In a flash, I open the desk drawer and find a strap-on dildo. More surprises from this stranger I've known for a few years. Puzzling to fit the contraption on, I eventually figured it out. The one end goes in my pussy with a clit stimulator, the other, thicker end into Isobel's pussy. The plastic cock is about 8 inches long and about five inches in circumference. Kneeling behind her, I slowly move my hips forward, pushing my cock into Isobel's pussy. With every push, my clit and vagina get stimulated too. I grab hold of her hip with my left hand and sneak my right arm over her belly to work on her clit.

Soon we have the right rhythm going, Isobel eating cunt and I fucking her from behind. It isn't long before our pleasures build to a point of no return. Isobel doesn't miss a beat with the attention she's giving Amanda Anderson. Our moans reach a crescendo and explode into orgasmic bliss. I feel the power a man must experience, as I enter another woman's pussy with my fake cock, and at the same time feel like I'm fucking myself with the dildo stimulating my cunt and clit.

As my cunt muscles contract around the dildo, Isobel shudders ripple through to my hand on her clitoris. I lean forward, bending over her back with my left hand playing with her swinging breasts. Ms Amanda Anderson is the first to climax, a big one after so many years of being ignored. The life juices flowing from her pussy trigger Isobel's orgasm. Her shaking movements put too much pressure on my own pleasure zones. In no time, I have a mind-blowing orgasm, my first big one for the day.

As I withdraw, I collapse on Isobel with my face close to Amanda's exposed cunt, dripping with nectar. She has a beautiful mound, with delicate, now puffy lips and pink interior. No woman should hide such beauty beneath a jungle of tangled hair. It is only midmorning on the first day of being naked on the job and already my attitude towards fucking and our female beauty has changed. Just goes to show that sex is more that genitals. It is all about how you function inside.

Taking a lap of Ms Anderson's sex juice, I get up to serve her a healthy chicken salad Prudence has in her hand, standing by the door. I quickly remove the strap-on, throw it back into the drawer and thank Prudence for the food.

What did he say?

Who?

The delivery man.

About what?

Your state of dress.

Oh. He was pleased. Actually, we have a date.

Good for you. Looking back at Ms Anderson, I need to get things moving.

Ms Anderson.

Call me Mandy. We are already intimate enough for that, I suppose.

Thanks. By the way, why did you keep your maiden name? I want to know

I wanted to stay independent. Dear God, what a fool I have been. I never was independent until you two showed me what freedom really is. She starts to put on her undies.

No, wait. Isobel has seen the gab and is now the professional salesperson. Why don't you try some of our new lingerie?

Realizing that she has everything under control, I excuse myself and wobbly retreat to my glass corner, walking past Victoria's glass office. She calls me in.

How is Ms Anderson? Will she buy? Victoria sits like a naked queen behind her desk, showing off her full milky boobs. Still weak in the knees after my massive orgasm, I cannot face another pussy for at least sixty minutes. Or maybe less.

I think we liberated a very repressed woman. Thanks to you.

I told you this would change the way we do business. Victoria gets up from behind her desk, glides to a couch and picks up her discarded jacket. She hands it to me. She removes a pair of black stocking s form her desk drawer and gives it to me.

Put these on. I quickly remove my flesh colored stockings and put the new pair on. Victoria continues to give me instructions. You have to go downtown to our lawyers. The CEO is an old friend of mine. Give her this. She hands me a black leather briefcase. It just papers about Pussy Power. We're playing in the big league now.

I put on the jacket. It is too short, my pussy and bottom stick out and my breasts are straining at the material.

I know. Your jackets will arrive at five, but you need to get this over there as soon as possible. Their limo is waiting outside. She kisses me on the lips. Go get them, Pussy Power.

As I turn to leave, she gives me a hard smack on my behind. I yelp, more of surprise than pain. The sting on my buttock warms me up, preparing me for my forthcoming exposed ordeal. I take a deep breath and walk out the door. Passing Prudence, I wave at her:

Wish me luck.

At the entrance is a stretched limo, with a handsome young man in a dark blue suit, waiting at the door. He sees me and rushes over to take my hand. A gust of wind blows my long blond hair into my face and I snap up my hand to prevent my hair to getting entangled. I realize too late that this action will now expose my pussy in all her glory to every passerby in the street. And of course, to my escort. He suddenly stops, does a double take at my naked pussy and my exposed breasts. All I can hope is that his erection isn't too constricted in his trousers.

I whisk past him to the car, leaving him flabbergasted. I open the door myself and bend down to get in, pausing to give him another good look at my slit and bumhole. I feel the wetness creeping down my vagina, wetting my lips. I sit down on the leather seat, crossing my legs. The jacket is bunched up around my hips and I can feel my cunt juices wetting the seat.

Are you going to stand there with that hard-on or will you be joining me soon? I shout at the poor bastard. Coming to pick up a woman from a lingerie company, he must have wished for a peek at a formfitting bra or an exposed thigh. What he didn't expect was a full-on show of a leaking pussy. With all the naked women I saw today and all the cunts I've licked, I'm suddenly confronted with reality. There are still men with dicks in this world. I might as well make use of it.

He takes a seat opposite me squirming around to find a comfortable lay for his cock. We're on the move.

What's your name?

James.

Hi James. I'm Jo-Ann. Please, take it out.

What?

It will be more comfortable.

Ugh? Not very bright, just like Prudence.

You've seen mine, now show me yours.

He is about twenty, full of testosterone but he hasn't a clue how to use his sex-drive to pleasure a woman.

Come on. Don't be shy. Reluctantly, he unzip his pants and fish out his monster of an uncircumcised cock.

Play with it.

What? He must be deaf.

Wank for me!

Open your legs, then. At last, some sign of intelligence. I unbutton my jacket, throw it open and uncross my legs.

Wider.

I use the seat on his side as stirrups and splay my legs wide open, over his legs. My dripping naked pussy is a few inches from his cock. He reaches out to touch my cunt. I slap his hand away.

No touching. Now, make yourself come.

Gabbing his cock, he uses the skin over his gland to ease into his self-pleasure. Slowly his hand moves up and down his shaft, his eyes staring at my exposed pussy. His hand speed increases up and down his cock.

Pull the skin away. He stops and pulls the foreskin off his cockhead. It is a beautiful purple helmet, already wet with precum.

Glide your hand over the head. What do you feel?

Pleasure. All the while, his eyes are still fixed on my cunt. He licks his lips and increases the speed of his hand sliding down his dick. I wonder if this is the way people test boys for hand-eye co-ordination.

He closes his eye momentarily, as a sign of bliss, as if he wants to burn the image of my cunt into his brain for future references. More fluids seep out of his pee-hole. My own fluids are gushing from my hole at the sight of a man pleasuring himself for my entertainment. Of course, he will also eventually come. Not too soon, I hope.

Don't come yet. Use your pc muscle to lock it off.

Oh fuck. I can't hold back anymore. I'm comingggg. The first glob lands on my pussy, the second charge on my tits and the rest on his trousers. Scooping up the milky white goo from my body, I taste his seed. It is kind of salty with a hint of iron.

The car slows down. We must be at the offices. James quickly stashes his shrinking manhood in his trousers and tries to remove the white blobs. I fish out a Kleenex, wipe the cum from my body and help him with the wet stains. The car stops next to a tall building.

James gets out. He stretches out his hand to me as I button up my jacket. He quickly takes me to the elevator and whoosh we're traveling alone to the top floor. The stains on poor James's trousers are clearly visible. I decide to help the poor man. Who knows, he might be a useful ally in this camp. I take off my jacket, hand it to him to fold over his arm and to cover the offensive marks of his pleasure.

Now, I'm naked, except for my black stockings, shoes and my make-up, ready to sell Pussy Power to a bunch of lawyers. The doors open, I take a deep breath, hook my right arm into his and whisper:

I want my jacket back, afterwards. Then in a loud enough voice for everyone in the foyer to hear, I say: Lead on, Tiger.

Clasping the briefcase in my left hand, I take my first naked step into the mouth of the lion. Down the gauntlet we walk, with piercing eyes inspecting every exposed piece of flesh of my body. I am aware of the men staring at my tits and cunt, and the women looking at the stockings. I detect a hint of admiration from the women.

Here is someone who takes pleasure from the looks of the men without feeling cheep.

I feel like a goddess and not like a street whore. I have the power to turn men and women on in an instant. Hopefully, the men will occupy the toilets to jerk-off, remembering my naked pussy moving between my shapely legs, causing my pert little bottom to send erotic messages to every red-blooded person in the room.

James leads me to a large door with a sign Catherine Hart, CEO. Before James knocks on the door, I turn around, ready to throw in some sales talk:

These stockings and other sexy lingerie are available at Pussy Power. I hope to see you all soon. Without another backward glance, I enter into Catherine's office to hand her a briefcase.

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I was desperate for the money that was my only excuse for answering the ad in the newspaper. I felt like a fool approaching the seedy looking hotel, where the recording of the movie would be taking place. This was a stupid idea; I berated myself, even as I knocked hesitantly at the door of the room, as directed by the production office when I called. I had to fax them my headshots and clinical records, proving that I was descent looking and healthy. I was surprised that they were not concerned with my body, though I exercised regularly and ate right. The office manager just asked for my weight and body dimensions, stating that there was a role out there for everyone. She also asked me if I was bi or bi-curious, this startled me, and in fear of losing the role, I stuttered out a quick yes. Now I was rethinking answering that way. What if this was a lesbian movie? I should have asked more questions.

The door opened, revealing a broad shouldered man, with dark hair and intense blue eyes. His face was handsome, and a tight white t-shirt stretched over his muscular chest. My breath caught in my chest, and I felt a tremor start in my knees. Would I have sex with this man? He looked like a slam you against the wall, and take what he wants, type of lover. Excitement tingled in my lower belly. His eyes drifted over me, from the top of my auburn hair that curled past my shoulders, lingering a moment on my high firm breasts, and down my longs legs swathed in an old pair of jeans, to my fresh pedicure revealed by open toed sandals. Unsmiling he nodded his approval, and stepped back allowing me entrance to the room. My heart thudded painfully in my chest as I stepped into the room.

The drapes were drawn and spotlights placed in every corner of the room, all centering on the low-lying king sized bed. I swallowed thickly, shuffling to the furthest corner of the room. Nervous jitters started in my stomach and I wondered if I would vomit. Sexy white t-shirt man followed me in and adjusted one of the cameras on tripods around the room. He smiled up at me then, revealing straight white teeth. His blue eyes sparkled, and he abandoned the camera to wander to the wet bar near where I was standing.

Would you like a drink? He murmured his voice low and deep. The husky timbre of it rolled over my nerves like a balm and eased my discomfort somewhat. I nodded, numbly taking the glass of amber liquid he offered. I knocked it back without hesitation, gasping as the whiskey fire burned my throat and chest. Mr. Sexy laughed lowly, and took the glass promptly he poured me another. My name is Alexander Vazquez, most call me Zander. He offered me his hand, and I hesitantly shook it, pleased to see that I only trembled slightly.

Rio Wilson, I answered shyly, sipping my second drink.

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You're very beautiful Rio, Zander said appraising my body with his eyes. I will enjoy working with you today, I believe. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, my pale skin flushed with crimson color. Of course, I only play a small part in today's activities; this scene is more between you and Amber. I felt the color drain from my face as quickly as I had flushed. Zander threw his handsome head back and laughed, rich and full. You've never been with another woman have you? His glittering blue eyes met mine, and his smile dimmed slightly.

No, I heard the whimper in my voice, but I really need this job. Tipping the glass I swallowed the contents quickly, more to block his face from my view than any true desire to drink the potent brew. Draining the glass, I held it back to him, silently requesting another shot of courage. I could feel the effects of the alcohol, as it raced through my blood stream, easing the nervous tension of my muscles and making my body feel like butter. Confident now, I smiled warmly at Zander, as he handed me a refill. I drank the third drink as quickly as the first, this time handling the heat without flinching. I felt more than a little drunk, and very at ease.

Are we ready? I heard the velvety voice before I saw the vision of feminine perfection that walked through the door. My heart gave a small jolt. It must be Amber, a name fitting for the tall honey blonde woman.

I was assisting Rio here, with relaxing, Zander stepped forward and kissed Amber passionately on the lips.

You were getting her drunk you mean? Amber cast Zander a disapproving glare, before softening her look and turning in my direction. She smiled warmly, her teeth as perfect and brilliantly white as his. 'Rio is it? I nodded mutely, elbowing Zander, who had retaken his place at my side, and pushing my empty glass into his hand. Wordlessly he refilled it, and handed it back to me. Your quite pretty, Amber gave her seal of approval as she walked in a tight circle around me. I drained the fourth glass, and swayed slightly on my feet. She's done, Zander, no more drinks. Amber ordered, removing the glass from my weak grip. With a gentle smile, she grasped my hand in her warm palm and gently tugged me toward her. Staggering slightly, I gasped as Amber grasped my thick hair in her hands and pulled my face down to hers.

The kiss was gentle in the beginning, sweet and slow, her lips grazed against mine, the pressure light and undemanding. Amber's hands rested on my hips, her fingertips just barely caressing the skin beneath my shirt. My heart pounded in my chest, thumping painfully against my breastbone. Goose pimples erupted along my skin and a steady tingling sensation began in my lower belly. Amber deepened the kiss, her tongue darting between my lips. I gasped in shock, my mouth opening and offering her deeper access. The tingling grew into a steady thrum in my stomach, and I felt the damp heat of arousal between my thighs. Suddenly I was kissing her back, my tongue warring with Amber's, while our bodies pressed tightly together. Her lush breasts were against mine, I could feel the tight tips pressing against my aching nipples, and could not withhold the low moan that escaped my throat.

Girls, save it for the camera. Zander growled, elbowing his way between us. Amber laugh, a husky sound that sent a shiver down my spine. My head was spinning, I was not sure if it was due to the alcohol or just the excitement of kissing another woman for the first time. You need to change, and get ready for the shoot. He ordered, leading me to the restroom, while Amber immediately began to unbutton her jeans. There is lingerie hanging behind the door, please change and come out as soon as you are finished. We have a deadline. Zander closed the door, once I was in the bathroom.

I stripped quickly, lest the erotic effects of Amber's kiss and the liquor wear off. I donned the skimpy outfit and turned to look in the mirror above the sink. My reflection stared back at me, someone I could barely recognize. My auburn hair fell to the middle of my back; the curls mussed by Amber's hands and tumbled over my shoulders. The lingerie left little to the imagination, and I truly appreciated the long hours I had spent in the gym. The negligee was a merely a film of white lace, cupping my curves and clinging to my breasts. My nipples tightened as the rough fabric grazed the tips, clearly visible strawberry peaks. It tied beneath my breasts, and opened over my flat toned stomach, falling just past the curve of my round rear. The panties barely covered my mound, the silky fabric clinging to the cleft with the dampness of my arousal. I turned, inspecting the round plump cheeks of my rear, approving of the way the strings of panties sat low and the thong line neatly buried between the soft mounds.

I opened the door slowly, stepping into the bright room with an alcohol induced sense of bravery. Amber let out a low whistle, and I smiled shyly. She wore a similar negligee and panties in black. I noted that her breasts were not as perky as my own B cups, but they were impressive in size, round and full. I could make out the dark brown nipples straining at the lacy fabric. She held out her hand to me and drew me toward the king sized bed. Zander was flitting between the cameras, checking the angles, and he smiled in my direction, I assume to reassure me.

Amber knelt on the bed, and I mimicked her pose. With a nod in Zander's direction, Amber leaned forward and kissed me gently. The honey taste of her lips was heavenly against mine. I felt the response of my body, the lust building in my belly and spreading lower. I moaned softly opening my lips to her and allowing entrance to her questing tongue. My head fell back, as she skimmed her lips along my jaw line, and nuzzled at my throat, nipping and licking. I could feel the wetness growing between my thighs, and my muscles clenched with excitement. Amber's hands slid up my arms and over my shoulders. Lightly she ran them over my breasts, cupping them in her palms, her thumbs caressing my nipples through the fabric. I moaned freely now, forgetting about the cameras and just enjoying the sensation of the rough fabric and gentle pressure.

Breathing heavily, I watched as Amber's fingers deftly untied the negligee, sliding the flimsy material over my shoulders and bearing my high proud breasts. She caressed my belly with the tips of her fingers, drawing a moan from my throat as they barely brushed the underside of breasts. I felt as if I could not breathe when her lips covered one extended peak, drawing the nipple into the hot cavern of her mouth, sucking gently, then harder. Her fingers pulled and tweaked the other nipple; each sensation echoed with a response from my pussy. I could feel the wetness and heat building and I ached to touch myself.

Instead, I reached out and tugged on the ties of Amber's negligee, it fell open easily, baring those full heavy breasts to my hungry gaze. I cradled them in my palms, enjoying the weight and softness of them. They filled my hand, generously overflowing. I massaged them gently, enjoying the soft purring that bubbled from Amber's throat, as she suckled at my nipples, the taut pink peaks jutting ripe and ready from my tight hard globes. My thumbs flicked her nipples lightly, the tawny skin tightening into hard pebbles. I dipped my head, my lips covering her right nipple, I could feel my pussy clench with excitement. I drew lazy circles around the tip with my tongue, while my other hand gently pinched and squeezed her left tit. I could smell her arousal, the musky hot aroma of her juices, just beginning to flow between her thighs. My excitement doubled, as I nipped the very tip of her nipple with my teeth. She moaned outwardly now, her head tilted back, long hair flowing around her shoulders and back.

Seeing her aroused state, I felt bravado of which I was not aware I was capable. My lips met hers in a demanding kiss, as I pushed my breasts against her, using my weight to push her down to the bed. She whimpered slightly, when my thigh slid between her legs and pressed against her hot juncture. I could feel her wetness, and felt empowered by the fact that I excited her as much as she did me. I pressed rough kisses to her neck and chest, my fingers still fondling those delicious breasts with their honey nipples. I suckled each nipple in turn, licking and tickling the tip before sucking it hard into my mouth. Amber pressed herself to my mouth, her hands buried in my hair.

I reached between us, my palm sliding over her stomach marveling at the velvety softness of her skin. Her stomach was flat with a bit of healthy roundness above the line of her panties. I found this extremely sexy, running my hands over the gentle swell, and stopping at the black lace of the panties. With my fingertips I traced the ridge of her lips through the fabric, amazed by how wet she was. I could smell her on my fingers, and slid one between my lips, to taste her. Amber shivered with excitement. I smiled, kneeling beside her; I traced the length of her thigh with my fingers, enjoying the soft texture of her, where my own body was hard powerful muscle. Amber fidgeted on the bed, her hips rising as I drew close to her desire, and falling as I drew away. I enjoyed this game immensely, my fingers tracing the inside edge of her panties, never dipping below.

Please, touch me, Amber whimpered in her husky voice, the pleas making my pussy release another flood of juice. I covered her entire mound with my palm, fascinated by the plumpness of her sex. She was round and hot under my hand, grinding her pelvis against me seeking release. I squeezed lightly, then harder. She cried out, her hands cupping her large breasts, the nipples peeking between her fingers. I pulled away, my fingers catching the strings of her panties, and pulling them off; baring her sweet pussy to my hungry gaze.

She was shaved, the lips pouty, a paler tawny than her nipples. Her legs spread, opening her fully to my inspection. Her clit was slightly engorged, the pink pearl rising between her plum lips. Never before had I wanted to touch another pussy, to taste another woman's sweetness, but my mouth watered now as her aroma reached me. I bowed between her legs, pressing kisses along her soft thighs, even as my fingers sought the prize before me. I ran my pointer finger down her slit, marveling at the slick beads of moisture that coated it. The lips spread slightly, as her excitement urged her clit from under its hood. Using my thumbs, I spread the lips and experienced the most exciting wave of arousal I had ever felt. Her pussy was beautiful, fat and shiny with juice, the exterior lips soft and honey colored. I moaned, watching in fascination as another trickle of moisture slid toward her ass.

She nearly screamed as my tongue met her flesh. I reveled in the salty taste of her juice, running my tongue along her slit, and settling at her hard clit. I licked and flicked my tongue across it, drawing a moan from Amber. Her legs trembled and her hips rose of their own accord. My pussy ached with desire as my tongue moved quickly, working her little nub until her pelvis rocked against my face. My tongue found her hole; I pushed it inside drawing a flood of her sweet nectar. Amber cried out, grinding harder against my tongue. Smiling, I pulled away and slid a finger, then another into her dripping pussy. I could feel the tightening of her muscles around my fingers. I fucked her hard, slamming my fingers into her, while I licked her clit.

Amber was screaming now, her pussy spasms increasing around my fingers. I sucked on her clit, the pressure hard, then light, and hard again, followed by a bought of licking and tickling. Her hips were arched, her thighs straining, hands buried in my hair. I felt like I was going to cum, just seeing her arousal and nearing climax. My pussy ached for a fucking, for a giant dick to fill me. My fingers found her G-spot, the soft fleshy place that made her scream, and writhe in pleasure. I tapped it lightly, applying pressure, and then tapping again, my tongue still dancing over her clit. Amber became still below me, her breathing ragged.

Suddenly she screamed, a flood of pussy juice flowed over my hand and into my mouth. I could feel her cumming and I worked my tongue lightly over her clit, drawing her orgasm out until every drop of moisture poured from her. She collapsed beneath me, a quivering heap of female pleasure. I smiled, feeling quite proud of myself.

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Rio sat in her car outside the little lingerie store, wondering why she had come here. The decision to buy a new piece of sexy underthing was not a new one, she already had a closet full of fun stuff to wear. That wasn't the problem. Now was it that her best friend had recommended this place, telling Rio that she would get great, personal service here. All of that was fine. No, the issue was the store itself. The shop was off the main streets and looked to be in serious need of repair. The entire neighborhood needed to be repaired or demolished, which ever could be done quicker and cheaper. A wrecking ball really couldn't hurt the place, and it might even make it look better. The entire area was dark and dreary, what little light there was coming from distant streelights and a small bulb above the door. The sign on the front of the door read:

"Gift of Bastet"

Beyond that, the door was bare other than, right below the sign, two gold cat eyes were painted on and peered forever into the night. The only window to the shop was covered by a thick curtain from within, and no light escaped. Sighing, and thinking to herself the place was probably closed anyway, Rio shook her head and her long, blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders. Why her friend had told her to come here at this time of night, she would never figure out. Just as she was about to drop the car into reverse and back away, she looked at the door and gasped in shock. The cat's eyes that had been peering into the night, were now focused squarely on her. As she stared back at them, she felt herself being drawn into them and the rest of the world disappeared. She sat there for how long she couldn't tell, the eyes capturing her. She shook her head again to clear her mind and, without quite knowing why, turned off the engine and got out. All the thoughts she had about getting mugged or worse had vacated her mind.

She walked to the door and was just about to knock when it swung open. With a thrill of nervousness, she stepped through and into the tiny store. Looking around, she was surprised to see the the inside was well lit and nicely arranged, against her expectations that it would be as dirty and dingy as the outside. On the counter along one wall sat a gray and brown striped cat with intense golden eyes. With a start, she realized that they were the same eyes painted on the outside of the door. The strangeness of the situation was not lost on her. Hearing a noise behind her, she spun to see a woman standing just a couple of feet away. Rio wondered how she had gotten so close even as she considered what she saw. The woman was something beyond beautiful. Her long, black hair hung straight down to her perfectly tapered waist, and the thin, off white showed off her body while leaving just enough to the imagination. Looking down, Rio saw that she wasn't wearing shoes on her absolutely perfect feet, the toes painted a deep red and sporting a ankle bracelet that carried a symbol she dimly remembered was called an Ankh. Her dark eyes appraised Rio before locking onto her hazel ones. The thrill of nervousness was replaced by a different thrill, this one of sexual need. She had never been attracted to another woman before, but this one was something else entirely. The woman walked around to the back of the counter, her voice silky smooth as she spoke.

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"Good evening, and welcome to my shop," as she spoke, her hand stroked along the cat's back, and Rio wondered what it feel like to have that same hand stroking along her skin. "My name's Linda, and this is my friend, Astarte." She smiled at Rio, and the thrill in the pit of her stomach moved southward. "What can I help you with tonight?"

Rio cleared her throat and spoke with some effort, "I...uuhhh...I was told about your shop by a friend of mine," she drifted closer to the counter and caught a whiff of perfume that left her knees weak, "I...I was curious though, I've never seen your shop advertised, and your place is so far out of the way. How do you stay in business?"

Linda chuckled and another thrill ran through her, "my business is run strictly through word of mouth." Rio thought she heard a slight emphasis on the last word, "I have a lot of repeat customers as well." Looking in her eyes, Linda asked, "there's something else you're wondering, isn't there?"

Rio nodded, "about the name of your store. Wasn't Bastet the name of an Egyptian goddess?"

Linda laughed, a throaty sound that almost had Rio climaxing where she stood, "yes, she is. Actually, she's the goddess of sexuality and cats, among other things." She came around to the front of the counter and stood just before Rio, "there are many gods and goddesses throughout history that have dealt with sexuality and lust, from Bastet to Aidin for the Celts, Freya for the Germans, Voluptus for the Romans," she reached out and rubbed the cat behind her ear, "even my little friend here is named after the Phoenician goddess." Astarte purred and rubbed her head into Linda's hand, "and here we revere them all." Looking Rio up and down, she arched an eyebrow and asked, "so tell me, is there something in particular that you're looking for, or just window shopping?"

Rio caught herself staring at the sway of Linda's breasts under her dress, thinking that there was no bra to hold them back, and then tore her eyes away to look at the selection laid out before her. There were several racks of dainty fabrics stacked in front of her, as well as more pieces hung on the walls. "I'm not sure, everything looks so wonderful," looking back at Linda, she asked, "is there anything that you would recommend?" A nervous trill infected her voice.

Linda looked her up and down once more, the possibilities she considered in her eyes, "I think I might have a piece or two that you would like." She brushed by Rio and lifted one hand to trail along her cheek. Just that brief contact almost had her coming undone. She briefly wondered what the hell was happening to her before the thought vanished as she watched Linda's ass as it walked away from her. She watched while the sexy, raven-haired goddess wandered through the racks, picking out then discarding a few items. While she watched, leaning against the counter, a furry head bumped her elbow. Without thinking about it, she began to scratch behind Astarte's ear. She heard Linda's voice from behind one of the racks. "It seems she likes you."

Puzzlement flooded through her. The rack was above head height, and there was no way that Linda could have seen her petting the cat. After a moment, she decided to just chalk it up to all the strangeness of the evening. Linda came back a moment later with a wispy piece of black lace on a hanger. It was a teddy with the matching black lace panties. Leading Rio over to the dressing rooms, she handed her the outfit and motioned her inside with the instructions to call when she was ready.

Rio stepped into the dressing room and was immediately struck by the size of it. It was larger than any other dressing room she had been in. it was so large in fact that there was a full couch along one side. Softly closing the door behind her, she set the teddy down and disrobed, carefully laying her clothes on one end of the couch. Picking up the teddy, she slipped it off the hanger and onto her body, followed by the panties. Looking in the mirror, she couldn't believe what she saw. She had worn lingerie many times before, but there was something different about this scrap of lace. Her voluptuous breasts almost spilled over the top, and the darkly sheer material barely showed the thong panties underneath. As she stared in the mirror, a wave of pure lust punched her in the gut, and she slipped a hand inside the panties to stroke her clit with her middle finger. She had gotten no more than a couple of flicks in when there was a knock at the door. She quickly pulled her hand out as Linda casually strolled in.

"Thought you might like a second opinion," she spoke with that sultry voice and stepped over to Rio. Taking her shoulders, Linda turned her to face the mirror again. With Linda standing behind her, Rio felt that wave of uncontrollable lust again, but this time directed at the beauty standing at her back. As if she know what Rio was thinking, Linda gently pulled her hair away from the side of her neck and leaned down to place a soft kiss on her shoulder. Rio's head rolled back as Linda kissed and nibbled her way the soft skin, working her way up to her ear, where she took it between her lips. Linda's hands came around to cup Rio's breast through the thin material, and her nipples stood to attention instantly. Rio's head came up and she looked in the mirror. The image of her being felt up by this beautiful woman was too much to take and she spun around.

With no further thought in her mind, Rio acted on sheer impulse. She caught Linda's face in her hands and brought their lips together, her begin returned enthusiastically. Linda's hands cupped Rio's bare ass cheeks, the contact driving her deeper into a frenzied need. Letting go of her face, Rio broke the kiss and pulled back. She had to see the body that the dress showed, but kept cleverly concealed at the same time. With trembling fingers, she began to undo the buttons tat lined the front. Getting down to the waist, Linda shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell to the ground, pooling at her feet. Rio could only stare at the perfection standing before her. Linda's breasts were fully formed, round, and tipped by jutting, dusky nipples which beckoned lips and tongue to worship. Her waist dipped inward only to flare out at her hips, and Rio thought for a second it was odd a woman who owned a lingerie shop wasn't wearing underwear. That pondering was forgotten as her eyes focused on the trimmed patch in a little strip right above completely shaved lips. A longing possessed Rio's soul, a longing to simply touch this goddess in human form, to be touched by her. Before she could do anything, however, Linda took her hands and guided her over the couch. She sat Rio down and took a seat beside her.

Softly, Linda cupped and caressed her face as she brought Rio in for another soul shaking kiss. With one hand on her cheek, Linda's other hadn stroked along her shoulder, brushing the strap off. Moving her lips away from Rio's, she kissed her way down the exposed shoulder and, meanwhile, brushed the other strap away as well. Her fingers trailed acroos the expanse of Rio's upper chest, and Rio gave into the longing that still had a hold of her. She reached out and hefted one of Linda's breasts in each hand. The skin was so amazingly soft and silky that it slid easily under her fingers. Linda used the sides of her thumbs to push the teddy down over Rio's bust, exposing her breasts. She toured her lips around the whole of Rio's chest, finally focusing in on the nipples which ached for her mouth. The warm wetness of Linda's mouth had Rio soaking the panties she still wore, and the brief thought skipped across her mind that she going to need to buy the outfit now. As quick as it came, the thought went away as Linda's hand came down to caress her inner thigh.

Shifting on the couch, Linda leaned Rio back against the cushions and slid around to kneel in front of her. Taking her thighs, Linda parted them and placed gentle, patient kisses along the insides of them, trailing her lips and tongue up one, then the other. Rio was in state of sexual desperation but, oddly enough, not frenzied like she would normally be at this point. She felt Linda's fingers glide over her panty-covered crotch and shuddered from the sheer need of it all. Linda kissed her way to where Rio's desire lay under the fabric, and pulled the cloth to the side, exposing her swollen lips. She softly licked her way up from the bottom of Rio's slit to start lapping at the clit pushing it's way free from it's hood. Her technique resembled a cat licking at a bowl of cream and that's what Rio felt like at the moment, a bowl of cream being devoured by a hungry kitty. She moaned out loud as Linda took a finger and slipped it inside of her. She was so wet by now that it slid in easily and Linda crooked her finger at just the right angle to hit her g-spot. The need gave way to pleasure as Linda expertly guided her to an earth-shattering orgasm.

The climax tore through her as Linda's finger and tongue continued to push her higher, further than she had ever been. Thought become impossible and the only thing that existed was the sensations pouring through her repeatedly. Just when she thought she was done, Linda moved her finger or tongue a little and it started all over again. Wave after wave swept through her and she sobbed with the strength of it all. When she thought she couldn't take any more without going insane, Linda let off and allowed her come back down. While she was trying to catch her breath, Linda rose from the floor and sat next to her on the couch, taking Rio in her arms softly, as a lover would, and pulled Rio's head down to lay on her breast.

Even after being taken through all that, her hunger for this woman had not abated, and once she had her breath back, she turned her head to capture one of those beautiful nipples in her mouth. Linda ran her hands through Rio's blond curls as she suckled one, then the other nipple. Never before had she been with another woman, but in this time and place, nothing else seemed more natural. Linda turned and lay back on the couch, stretched out. Rio looked on as she lay there, lush and inviting, and she slowly lowered herself to worship that perfect body. She worked her mouth all over Linda's breasts, taking her time and trailing her tongue down to a belly button that sported a small diamond piercing. Funny that she hadn't noticed that before. Over Linda's lower belly to the strip of hair above her intended target. She lay there between Linda's legs and gazed with wonder at the sight before her.

Linda's vulva was swollen with desire, the moistness making the lips shine even as her tiny clitoris showed itself, settling herself stomach down, Rio showered kisses upon that pretty vagina. She tasted Linda's musk and when she inhaled, could smell it as well, the scent making her head swim. Far from being hesitant her first time, she dove in lustfully, wanting to devour every scent, every touch, every taste she possibly could. She licked her way up the slit, flicking the clit at the top, before going back to the bottom. She pushed her tongue in as far as she could and the juices coated her tongue in a sweet, yet, musky, flavor. She couldn't get enough of it and began to stroke her tongue up, and then down again, before finally moving all the way up to Linda's nub once again. She had no idea the sense and power of going down on a woman could make her experience. The very idea that she could give someone such pleasure sent a thrill all the way down to her clit and a fresh flood of juices answered the thrill.

She had been going for no more than a minute when Linda pulled away. Rio looked up in disappointment until she was told to swing around. Realizing what Linda in had in mind, she turned her body so that she was on top of Linda in a 69 position. Rio dove in even as Linda began to make love to her clit once more. The sensations were so intense Rio thought she would pass out. Their breasts pushed into each other's bellies as they licked and sucked at each other. Rio could feel a massive climax building deep within and tried to concentrate on what was laying before her. It was a hopeless task, as Linda's expert tongue brought her to orgasm once again. She bucked and thrashed over Linda's body, noticing that the prostrate form under he was doing the same. She rode out the orgasm while giving into it at the same time. A thousand different sensations pounded at her until it seemed her head would explode from all of it. Throughout it all, however, her hands remained planted on Linda's hips and her mouth continued to explore Linda's crevasse. Finally, she began to to come back to reality and, with one last shudder of an aftershock, rolled off and collapsed to the ground. Lazily she stroked a hand along Linda's calf. The haze on her brain deepened. She tried concentrate, but the thoughts on her head skipped merrily out of reach.

The next thing Rio knew, she was dressed and sitting out in her car. As she looked back at the shop, the little light above the door went out and the entire area plunged into darkness. She desperately tried to remember what had happened in the last few minutes. Vague images came to her of getting dressed again, of paying for the lingerie, of Linda, still nude, telling her to please come again with a passionate kiss. She looked down to see a small bag sitting beside her on the floorboard. She shook her head and smiled as she started the car. There was only two thing that she could think of. One was that she couldn't wait to show her husband, Matt, her sexy new thing. And two, that she would definitely be a repeat customer, of that, she was certain. As she pulled out, she glanced one more time at the door and decided what she saw was just her imagination. After all, painted cat eyes don't glow in the dark, do they?

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