I had always liked Jenny, though I didn’t know her well personally. We
worked together on the night shift. Us night-timers have a slightly different
perspective on the world that most other people on ‘normal’ shifts. We’re often
driving on streets devoid of life at 3AM, and spend a lot of time at home
because nothing’s open. And then we sleep through the morning, when everybody
else is alive and awake. It’s a very lonely life most of the time.
Jenny suffered from this as much as I. She had come to town almost a year
ago, and because of her hours, she hadn’t had so much as one date in all that
time. Often she would grumble about the lack of a social/sex life. There were
plenty of guys on the night shift, but for some reason she didn’t seem
interested. More than a few of them were interested, though. (more…)

You walk into the house and it is dark. This is not
unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked
especially late for a Friday night and it was now nearly ten
thirty when you unlocked your front door.
You walked into the foyer and as you reached for the
light a hand grabs your and pulls you away from the light
switch. Suddenly another hand grabs for your free hand and
pulls it back behind you and both hands are quickly secured
behind you with the click of a pair of handcuffs. (more…)

Some girls grow up wanting to be Vivian Leigh in “Gone With
The Wind,” gliding down an opulant staircase in an exquisite
evening gown. My fantasy aspirations came from a different era of
film. I wanted to be Samantha Eggar in “The Collector,” squirming
helplessly against my ropes with my captor is out of the room,
loving and dreading the thought of what he would do when he
returned.
That wasn’t my only fantasy, of course, but it was a powerful
one. I took a lot of pleasure from it laying in bed alone, rubbing
myself against the pillow between my legs, wishing for someone who
could push me to new and higher levers of sexual feeling.
But I had absorbed just enough feminist philosphy from my
mother to feel guilty about such thoughts. I also had just enough
self-protective distrust of men to keep me from asking any of my
early sexual partners to oblige. So I went off to college with my
submissive feelings still unfocused, compartmented away from my
“real” life. They probably would have stayed there but for
Colleen. (more…)

The room was bathed in fanned rays of yellow light, the glare of the
streetlight outside the window only partially shuttered out by the Venetian
blinds. It wasn’t a terribly cluttered or fancy room; bunk bed at one end,
desk at the other, two closets and chests of drawers, mirror, and bookshelves.
The walls were grey cinderblock, and the floor was institutional brown tile, a
choice of a practical rather than esthetic nature. But that wasn’t to say that
the room had no character; far from it. It wasn’t easy for a lowly teenager to
make a dent in the Establishment’s effort to create anonymous conformity, but
it could be done. The center of the floor was covered by a huge Persian rug,
and the walls were adorned with Roger Dean landscapes: here an ethereal stone
staircase over a cloudy sky, there a desert island floating in the clouds, and
over there a huge mesa, a lake at its top, sheeting down water on all sides.
And there weren’t many other rooms in the building that would have had
furniture like that next to the desk: a keyboard stand with a small
synthesizer, a pair of boxy guitar amps, a beautiful old Les Paul on a stand,
and a hideously-customized old Rickenbacker bass beside it, a sort of
“American Gothic” with guitars instead of the old farmer and his wife. (more…)

You know what happened to me the other night? I went out drinking with Jill, a
friend of mine, and we ran into some guys we know. We sat around drinking and
talking for a long time. I don’t drink much, and after a while I was really,
really drunk and feeling funny. I suspect that there was something potent
other than alcohol in that drink. I asked Jill to take me home, but she asked
me to wait. In a few minutes I realized that I couldn’t move a muscle, not
even to open my eyes. Jill looked at me and said, “Oh, shit! Karen’s passed
out cold. Well, I’ve got to take her home. Help me get her to the car.”

Jill wasn’t exactly sober herself. She wasn’t far from joining me collapsed in
a chair. I was hoping she wouldn’t try to drive, but I didn’t want to stay
here. Finally one of the guys suggested that they drive us home. One guy
would take Jill’s car and take her home. The other guy would take me home in
his van, then drive over to pick up his friend. Had Jill not been drunk, she
wouldn’t take these strangers up on their offer, but not wanting to wake up her
brother to come get us, she agreed. I didn’t like this idea, but I had no way
of expressing my opinion. (more…)

I just received an announcement for my tenth High School reunion. I
don’t know if I’ll attend, but it got me thinking about the incredible
changes in my life between then and now.
Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a secretary at a
medium-size plastics company. I was attractive (blonde, green eyes, great
complexion, good figure), but I was shy, demure and a virgin — the perfect
product of 12 years in Catholic schools!
Guys in the plant, salesmen, and even some clients flirted with me,
and a few asked me out. I went, but I guess the fact that I didn’t put-out
got around and the dates became fewer and fewer. (more…)

Men who travel on business regularly have a unique opportunity to get in
a little fun that for the most part goes to waste. I was luckier than
most on my last trip and spent all my nights with three of the most
sexually active ladies I have ever met. I had initially thought that
this trip could be better than most as I and my traveling companions
Sue, Donna and Eileen headed for the airport but dismissed my thoughts a
fantasy. Little did I know that my fantasies would not hold a candle to
the realities of this trip

After a rather uneventful trip filled with boring conversation we
arrived at the hotel where we were to give a two day training seminar to
a number of company employees. After completing the preliminary setting
up for the next day I suggested we all go out to dinner together. (more…)

It was one of those hot summers, in which long days of sun and heat
drove the people towards the sea-shore. Beverly was one of them, seeking
coolness in the fresh salty wind that blew through her hair.
“Wow, this beach is crowded!” Beverly said to her friend Janice, who had
decided to come along with her. Actually, Janice was the neighbor’s daughter,
but she and Beverly had become very close, since Beverly had moved in at her
new apartment some year ago. She was thirteen years of age, five years younger
than Beverly, but somehow they always appeared to be on the same wavelength.
In all sorts of things…
Janice shrugged and replied: “We could have expected this. It’s so hot today!
I don’t feel much anyway like just lying around all the time and frying in
the sun.” She smiled broadly as she said this, blinking at Beverly, who
giggled back. (more…)

When most people inquire about hypnosis in the bedroom
they are incredulous about it. It is not really a sleep, but
rather an altered state of consciousness or awareness. To give
you examples that each of us encounter in everyday life, I
believe the following will suffice. Have you ever traveled from
your home to work while your mind was on something other than
driving? You often arrive and don’t remember how you got there.
How about driving on a long trip in the morning after being well
rested over night? The road has an hypnotic effect on many of us,
and we seem to dose off. (more…)

Since graduating from college, Simon and Melisa lived with her
parent’s at their large estate in Rhode Island. Melisa, more than Simon,
wanted to move out, away from her rich father’s influence. Even though
he had the best intentions in the world, Melisa didn’t want her husband
conforming to her father’s conservative way of life, which she felt
Simon would if they remained living there. As it was, her husband could
be a real stick in the mud at times, and Melisa didn’t want him getting
any worse.
Her prayers were answered one day when Simon received an unexpected
job offer from one of his old friends. The sexy, but spoiled, redhead
used all of her charms and every trick she knew to coax Simon into
accepting the offer, which was no small accomplishment since her father
had a counter offer for a large pay increase and a better position
within his corporation for Simon. In the end though, Melisa won out, and
they moved away to Simon’s home town in northern Wisconsin. (more…)

TAKE MY PICTURE
“Jake, your two thirty is here,” Kiki informed her boss, photographer, Jake Klein. Without looking up from the proofs he was reviewing, he replied, “Set her up in studio three, and get the lighting set
up!” “Sure thing, boss,” Kiki replied, “you’re gonna enjoy this one, she’s a stunner!” Hearing that, he put down his viewer and said, “Well in that case, get the video camera started, after all, she said
she wants to be in pictures, so let’s not disappoint her!!!” Ten minutes later Jake breezed into studio and three and with an extension of his hand said, “Hi, I’m Jake, and you’ve already met my assistant
Kiki, and you must be Angela!!!” From the way her small hand was shaking, Jake could sense that Angela was really nervous about posing, and he took great pains to ease her fears! “Say,” he said smoothly,
“you are a very beautiful woman, and these pictures are a gift for your husband!?!” Angela shook her head and replied, “Our tenth wedding anniversary is coming up, and I decided to give Dave, he’s my
husband, some intimate photos of me as a sorta surprise!” “Well,” Jake intoned brightly, “lots of women are doing just that very thing, and just between you and me, their husbands or boy friends just
love it!!!” “Oh, I hope so,” Angela opined nervously, “I so much want to make him happy!!!” “Whatya say we start off with a few of you in the clothes you have on now, just to get you used to being in
front of the camera,” Jake suggested! “Uh, okay,” Angela answered in a relieved voice, “that’s a good idea!!!” “Here,” Kiki said, “before we start have a drink of this, it will calm your nerves, it’s
just white wine!” Angela took the glass, drained it, and asked, “What do I do first?!?”

For the next five minutes or so, Jake took at least thirty snaps of Angela in various poses around the studio, while praising her at every opportunity! “Wow,” Jake enthused, “you’re a natural, don’t you
think she’s a natural, Kiki,” while she nodded her head and enthusiastically agreed with her boss! Even though she was no model, Jake had to admit that she was taking to posing like a duck to water, and
while Jake was changing his film, Kiki offered Angela another drink of wine, which she eagerly drank to the bottom of the glass! When Jake was ready to shoot, he suggested, “Okay, honey, you’re doing
just great, let’s unbutton the blouse and show a little cleavage, Kiki, get in their and help her please!!!” Angela, looking a little confused, just stood there and let Kiki open the front of her blouse
and expose her large breasts which were encased in a pretty white lace bra! “Oh, man,” Jake said, “your hubby is one lucky guy, I’d love to see his face when he sees your photos!!!” Angela laughed a nervous
laugh, but settled into serious posing as soon as Jake’s camera began clicking away! “Great,” Jake said, “turn to the left a little, good girl, show me that kittenish look, oh yeah, dip your shoulder
a little, bend over just a tad, okay that’s good!!!” “Let’s get a little more daring,” Jake said a matter of factly, “okay, Kiki, unhook her bra and let it slip down a little, but don’t take it all the
way off, I want her breasts to kinda hang out just above it, like they’re spilling out!!!” Again Kiki offered some wine to Angela, and while she was drinking it down, Kiki unhooked the 36DD bra and let
it slip from Angela’s breasts!!!

Again, Jake just started clicking away and Angela began posing, following his orders to a tee! Jake had photographed literally thousands of naked women, but for a woman of thirty five, Angela had one
of the most fantastic chests he had ever seen!!! “Wow, baby, when I said your husband was a lucky man, I misspoke,” Jake said smoothly, “he hit the lottery, you are incredible!!!” Even from twenty feet
away Jake could see the red rising in Angela’s embarrassed face! “Hey, baby, don’t be embarrassed,” he went on, “if you got I flaunt it I always say, and let me tellya, you’ve got it!!!” After a few more
minutes, Jake announced, “I’m out of film again, Kiki, take her into the dressing room and give her the works, and I’ll get the LeicaFlex set up!!!”
(more…)

Archive-title: Job Interview

It was nearing graduation and soon Rick would have his engineering

degree. He was deep in the job search trying to find something,

anything, in todays poor economy. He thought he was a resonably good

candidate for a job as he had fairly good grades, some experience, was

willing to relocate, and had nothing tying him down. He did not even

have a girlfriend. With all the studying he had to do for engineering

he never had time to date which meant he also had never gotten laid. He

had not even made out with any girls in a long time. The girls where

certainly interested enough in him but he just did not have the time for

them. As the semester was coming to a close the pressures were

lightening up on him and he was beginning to take more notice of the

girls on campus. He would notice girls in class in shorts or short

skirts and fantasize about them in bed at night while jerking off.

Since he had no experience he did not know how to talk to the girls to

get a date.

He was waiting for his interview with some dinky little company he

had never heard of. The wait outside the interview office always made

him nervous and uncomfortable. Finally the door opened and the

interviewer came out to greet him. He was a little surprised. Untill

now all his interviewers had been stuffy old men and women in bland navy

blue suits and no realy distinguishing features. This interviewer was a

little different. She was in her mid to late forties but looked pretty

hot for her age and Chuck had been fantasizing about doing it with an

older lady lately. She had on thin white blouse, a blue mini skirt,

white ankle length tights and blue pumps. She had beutiful long red

hair, fair skin and Chuck could see a considerable amount of soft brown

freckles down her neckline towards her chest inside her blouse.

“This is not what I was expecting, I don’t think a massive hard on

would be a good first impression here!” Chuck thought. The interviewer

introduced herself and told Chuck to come in and have a seat. The

interviewer sat across the desk from him and Chuck figured he was saved

as he could not see most of here body because of the desk. The

interview started off ok but things started getting tougher for Chuck.

not only were the questiones getting more difficult and more personal but

the interviewer leaned back in her chair, kicked her shoes off and put

one leg up on the desk. “Oh great, now she’s flashing her legs at me…

I’ll jusy count the wrinkles on her face, that will save me…. Hmmmm no

wrinkles, I’ll count freckles.”

As his freckle counting moved on down her neck the interviewer

reached up and scratched her shoulder causing her blouse to shift just

enough for Chcuk to get a clear view straight down the cleveage between

two rather large tits. Chuck was starting to sweat and looked away

quickly. As his gaze returned to the interviewer to answer the next

question he saw that her skirt had ridden up and he was getting a

perfect crotch shot right between her legs and to make matters worse

there was a wet spot on her white tights right between her legs.

Chuck froze, words failed him. The interviewr looked at him for a

minute then realized his attention was on something else. She looked

down and saw that his eyes were pinned on the wet spot in her crotch.

She looked at him for a second and as thoughts slipped through her mind

the wet spot began to grow. It turned her on tremendously to realize

that this young college kid was getting hot over her. She looked at

Chuck and pretended not to notice what he was staring at. Instead she

said to him “It’s awful hot in here and we have much more to discuss,

why don’t you take off your jacket and tie and make yourself more

comfortable. Chuck complied and she watched with pleasure as he removed

his jacket and his tie. As he turned around to place his jacket on his

chair she took a good look at his ass and she liked what she saw. As

Chuck sat down he noticed that the wet spot had gotten a lot wetter and

a lot larger. He licked his lips in nervousness. At that point the

interviewer decided what she would do. She had never even considered

such a thing before but she was going to seduce this boy right here in

this office.

She spread her legs as much as she could and then said “Do you like

what you see?” Chuck looked up and thought “oh shit, the jigs up, this

job is history.” “Maybe I can make this easier for you.” she said as

she stood up. She walked around the desk till she was right in front of

him. She reached up under skirt, grabbed her tights and pulled them

down and off. She sat on the edge of the desk and pulled her skirt up

to her waist spreading her legs. Chuck looked down at the first bare

pussy he had ever seen. He had never even bought a dirty magazine in

his life. She took his hand and placed it on her mound. He could not

believe this was happening but he could not resist it either. He bagan

probing his finger around her hairy red pussy till he found her opening.

He slid his finger all the way in her wet hole and slid it in and out a

few times. “would you like to eat me?” she asked. “well, um, I uh, I

mean I never, um…” he tried to respond. “you mean you’ve never eaten

a girl before?” she asked. he looked at her a little embarassed for a

second and she realized “you’ve never done it at all have you?” she

asked. “Well, no” he said. “well I will just have to teach you she

answered.

She pressed his head gently down till his mouth was on her pussy.

He kissed it once, then licked it. It was a little musky but the taste

was better than he expected. He bagan probing deeper and deeper with

his tongue until he tasted her jiuces dripping into his mouth. She

moaned and wiggled on the desk for a while holding his head against her

crotch.

After a few minutes she stood back up, dropped her skirt, removed

her shirt and bra and stood before him totaly naked. Chuck took in the

view for a minute and then she pressed her tits to his face. He grabbed

hold of them and felt them and started licking and sucking the nipples.

She reached down and unbuttoned his shirt. She tugged it off of him and

then pulled him up standing. She undid his pants and pulled his pants

and underpants down and off in one quick motion. His shoes popped off

with the tugg of the pants and she pulled the socks off. Now they were

both naked. She pushed him down in the chair and then realized that it

would be a good idea to lock the door. She reached over him and locked

it. Then she knealt down in front of him. “Now it’s your turn” she

said with a smile.

She took his dick in her hand, stuck her tongue out and swirled her

tongue all around the tip of his dick. Then she ran her tongue up and

down his shaft. She saw a drop of precum on his tip and she touched her

Tongue to it licking it up. She opened her mouth and slid his dick all

the way. She began sucking, sliding his dick in and out of her mouth

letting him fuck her throat. She took his whole dick as deep as it

would go. It did not take long before Chuck starting squirting the

largest load she had ever tasted in her mouth. She pulled his dick part

way our so that she capture all his come on her tongue and savor every

drop. He filled her mouth with his hot white cream. She looked up at

him, opened her mouth showing him all his cum in her mouth. Then she

swirled her tongue around her mouth swishing the cum around and

swallowed it all.

She climbed up on the chair and stradled Chuck. She grabbed his

long pole and guided it into her pussy. She got the tip just inside her

and held it for a second and then dropped herslef down on it in one

quick motion. Chuck moaned in ecstasy. She started sliding up and down

his pole and loved every millimeter of it sliding in and out of her. It

was average length but much thicker than other dicks she had had inside

her. She bounced in his lap and fucked him madly. She clenched her

pussy muscles and squeezed his dick as hard as she could. After a few

minutes she could feel him squriting deep inside her. She had never

felt anyone squirt so hard in her before. The heat and the squirt made

her cum as well. She had a tremendous orgasm and her juices started

dripping down Chucks pole and onto the chair. Chuck had blown his load

but she did not let him stop there. She kept bouncing up and down

riding his pole. Chuck thought his dick was going to explode she was

fucking him so hard. She would not even give him a moment to rest.

After a minute she had him cuming in her again. He was squirting even

harder than before and this made her cum even harder than before. She

never new it was possible but she came so hard her juices started

squirting out of her all over Chuck and all over the chair. She stopped

and just held his dick in her. They hugged each other and relaxed for a

minute. She sat there and felt his dick as it slowly softened and

shrunk. She did not let go of it till it went totaly limp and slipped out

of her.

She stood up kissed Chuck long and deeply and said “I would like to

make you an offer, you are definately the type of man I want working

under me!” They got dressed and Chuck left the room with an offer in

hand. Not only was he getting a decent job he was gonna get to ball the

boss every day as well. Sounded good to him.

She decided she better switch the wet chair with another one before

her next interviewee arrived. After a few minutes there was a knock on

the door. She opened the door and greeted Susan, the next candidate for

the job. Susan came in, had a seat, sniffed the air and said

questioningly “It smells like fish in here?” The interviewer smiled and

just said “So tell me Susan? how do you feel about older women?”

The End

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