An Elevator Story

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He found himself dashing across the hotel lobby, his toolbox banging against one leg, as he raced to make the elevator before it closed. He had to stick his arm in to keep it from closing, and he managed to slide in, with a sigh of relief. It only took a few seconds for Rich to realize that he was not alone in the elevator. He looked behind him and noticed a beautiful, ravishing blonde-haired woman standing against the back wall of the elevator, wearing an expensive business outfit, holding a leather tote-bag in front of her. She looked extremely young – no more than 21, if even that.

“What are you looking at?” the woman blurted out in a snotty tone, glancing meanly at the man. “Uhh… nothing,” Rich replied, turning his head the other way. What a beautiful woman, he said to himself. But if her initial voice was any indication of her personality, Rich figured, she was not the type of woman to pursue. Never before had someone sounded so conceited. As the elevator began to ascend, something popped up in Rich’s mind. That lady looked familiar to him. Wait a minute! There was a reason she looked familiar to him. In fact, he knew who she was! “You’re Candice Baker!” Rich exclaimed, spinning around and looking at the woman in disbelief. She gave an exasperated look and then shrugged her shoulders. “So?” Rich ripped open his tool box, searching for a piece of paper and a pen. “Wow! This is incredible! Can I have your autograph? Wow! My little brother just loves you!” The blonde took in a deep breath, then spoke in a very demeaning tone. “Look, I DON’T do autographs.”

Rich stopped, looking up at her with a stunned expression. She was much different than what he had previously envisioned her as… To anyone who owned a television, 19-year-old Candice Baker was a superstar. She was the marquee name on OCEAN VIEW, a network program which always ranked high in the weekly television ratings. People knew her as Theresa Manning , the sexy and flirtatious maid of a little motel situated on the California coast. Before she landed this role, Candice had made her mark in the entertainment community as a fashion model. She had two calendars out, plus a workout video and even a commercial for a mascara company. At 19, she literally had the world at her feet. “You don’t do autographs?” the repairman asked, crestfallen. “All I ask for is one… that’s all. My little brother, he has your calendar up on his wall and he watches your show every single week. He just loves you more than any other…” “LOOK,” Candice repeated, now in a firm tone, “I DON’T do autographs for ANYONE. I could care less about your worthless little brother.” Rich gave an expression of confusion and then turned his head quickly, so the famous star could not see his new look of disgust. What a fucking bitch, he said to himself. She could have told him about her “no autograph” rule in a much nicer and more polite way, instead of just being snotty and demeaning him and his brother at the same time.

Candice sighed and ran a brush through her long, perfectly-styled hair, eyeing the man from behind. She hated to be in the same elevator with someone his type. “I’m a million dollar star,” she told herself. “And I have to share an elevator with some lousy repairman. This hotel should have elevators for stars. After all, lots of stars come here.” “You know,” Rich said, breaking the woman’s train of thought. He kept looking straight ahead, not turning to peer back at her. “You must really be a good actress.” “Thanks,” she said, squinting suspiciously at him. “Yeah,” he added. “Your character on TV is so nice and sweet. You on the other hand, in real life, are nothing but a spoiled little brat. No one would really know that unless they met you for real.” “WHAT?” Candice screamed, full of rage and anger. “You can’t talk to me like that!” “Who says?” Rich asked, now turning around to face her. “Me!” she exclaimed, taking a swing and hitting him in the shoulder. Rich, who prided himself on never raising a hand to strike a woman, just stood there and shook his head at her, as she fumed before him. No one had probably ever opposed her like this before, he told himself. This bitch actress probably had people eating out of her hands on a regular basis. Candice reached into her tote-bag and scrambled for her celluar phone. “I’m going to call security on you!” she screamed. “You can’t talk to me that way! I’m Candice Baker, dammit!”
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Mom and Daughter Try Pornos

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“I don’t think we should be doing this,” Alana said to her mother, “I know we need the money, and since daddy died things have been pretty tight, but to perform in a porno flick, I think you’ve lost your mind!!!” Vera Autry kept her eyes on the road as she wove in and out of rush hour traffic, but after letting her daughter vent, she calmly replied, “In less that two weeks the bank is going to repossess the car, in a month is will be the house, and unless you pull off some miraculous trick at school and earn a full ride scholarship, you can forget going to college, so don’t give me any crap about we don’t have to do it, cuz baby, we do have to do it!!!” The two of them rode the rest of the way in silence as an uneasy truce seemed to have been called, and for Vera at least, she was dead tired about arguing with Alana over every little thing!!! Fifteen minutes later Vera pulled into a vacant parking spot next to an old run down factory on the south side that housed Triple XXX Studios!!! “Well,” Vera offered brightly, “we’re here!!!” “I can see that, mom,” Alana replied a little sullenly, “just look at this place, we must be out of our minds!!!” “Oh come on,” her mother replied, “let’s at least go in and see what the deal is, okay!?!” Alana shrugged her shoulders, and slightly nodded of her head in agreement!!!

Even though the building was in a run down part of town both Vera and Alana were surprised to find that the studio offices were really quite nice, with fresh wallpaper and what looked like new furniture!!! There was an attractive woman of abut thirty or so sitting at the receptionist’s desk, who Vera approached and said, “We have an appointment with a Mr. Merrill, could you please tell him that Vera and Alana Donner are waiting!?!” “Of course, Mrs. Donner,” the young woman replied, “just have a seat and Mr. Merrill will be with you in a few minutes!!! After taking their seats, Vera said in a low whisper, “See, it’s not as bad as you thought it would be!!!” “Mom,” Alana said in exasperation, “we’re here to make stag films, you could do it in the Vatican and it would still be smutty!!!” Vera was just about to come back with a rejoinder, but was interrupted when the receptionist called out, “Mr. Merrill will see you now!!!”

Mr. Merrill was a tall handsome man of about forty five, and right away he put the two woman at ease with his easy manner and gregarious voice!!! “I’m really glad you two decided to come down,” he said effusively, “you see we have this film coming up that is entitled “Mother and Daughter”, and if you know anything about our company, we use true to life examples in all of our films!!!” “For example, when we make a picture about gay men we only use real gays in the movie, never actors only pretending to be gay,” he explained, “so, in the case of our new film we need a real mother-daughter combination!!!” After both Vera and Alana let that sink in, Alana spoke up and said, “We don’t have any acting experience, Mr. Merrill, so if you’re looking for actors with a resume`, you’ll have to look for someone else!!!” Mr. Merrill nodded his head as she spoke, and when she was finished he offered, “Your point is well taken, Miss Autry, but in this case we don’t want experience we want amateur like freshness, and from the looks of you two you will do splendidly!!!” Now it was Vera’s turn to speak, and she got right to the point by asking, “So, how much does it pay and what do we have to do to earn it!?!” Mr. Merrill chuckled at Vera’s forwardness, but answered directly, “The job pays five thousand a piece for a total of ten grand, and you will be expected to perform sexually with each other as well as other actors and or actresses!!!” Vera’s head was spinning when she heard the words “ten grand”, and before Alana could say a word Vera reached for a pen and asked, “Where do we sign!?!”
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The Wedding Dress

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Frannie was in a state of euphoria! Last night Kenny “popped the old question”! They were getting married! She couldn’t wait to tell Kim, her best friend since grade school. They had both wondered if Kenny would ever get the nerve to go through with it, and well finally it happened! He had been so sweet, just like in the movies he fumbled with and engagement ring and stumbled with his question! It was all Frannie could do to keep from asking her for him. When he finally did get it straight Frannie threw her arms around his neck and practically screamed “Yes!” The best though was yet to come as Kenny then did what he did best–give her the fucking of her life!Kenny had many good qualities such as a good job, good looks, a nice personality, and even a nice car! But what he really had that made Frannie melt was that huge piece of meat that hungbetween those hard thighs! Kenny was hung like a fucking horse, and boy did he know how to use it! Frannie could remember the first time she had really seen that big pecker. She was eighteen and Kenny a year older. He had just gotten his license and they were going to a drive in movie. They had made out a lot of times before and Kenny had sucked on Frannie’s ample chest a ton of times, but this, however, was the first time that Kenny had pulled out his prick for her to play with. Even at sixteen Kenny’s cock was at least eight inches long, and Frannie immediately fell in love with that big love muscle, and from then on she considered it hers and hers alone!
Kim was almost as happy with the news as Frannie was, and both girls giggled as Frannie related how Kenny had mumbled and stumbled through his proposal! Now it was time to make some wedding plans, so they decided it would be a good idea to check out some wedding gowns.Kim had a friend who owned a small dress shop and was sure that she would give Frannie a good deal on a wedding dress, as well as dresses for the brides maids. With that decided they were offto shop.

They stopped on a quiet side street and entered a small shop that was simply call “Anne’s Fashions”. A sign on the front door said “By Appt. Only”. There was a bell on the door frame that Kim rang, and a few seconds later they were being led inside the store by Anne Fischer. There were mannequins modeling some of the original dresses designed and created by Anne herself, and Frannie was impressed with the way the she had used fabric and design to create some of the most beautiful dresses she had ever seen in her life! Kim introduced the two strangers and explained that Frannie was looking for a wedding gown and four bride’s maids dresses. Anne nodded and looked at Frannie, giving her the once over with a practiced designer’s eye. Frannie felt a shiver run through her when caught in Anne Fischer’s gaze, and while she didn’t know why, she felt like this woman could look right into her heart! It was a strange feeling indeed.
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The Stranger

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Cathy was relaxing, and taking it easy, when the phone rang.

She answered it. “Hi, sis!” said Diane, Cathy’s sister.

“Hiya kid,” said Cathy. Her sister Diane was twenty-six and five years younger than Cathy.

“You remember? In two days I fly out to San Diego for the company’s annual convention,” Diane said. “I’m giving a talk on ‘just-in-time manufacturing.’ My boss said I was an important asset to the company and he knew I would do fine.” They chatted awhile longer. Cathy promised to see her off at the airport on Saturday in two days.

Fresh out of college with a degree in marketing, she had danced the whole resume and interview dance without success. Diane counted herself lucky; she was contacted and hired by the company through a resume she had deposited in an Internet resume bank. The company had looked for a local candidate with her background.

Five years Diane had put into the company – a manufacturer of fasteners. Fasteners were all types of screws, nuts, bolts and washers. Through hard study and work, she had moved from junior sales rep to senior account executive in record time. She called on some of the largest manufacturers and distributors in the U.S. Those days as a junior rep were gone. No more completing and routing paperwork or making follow-up phone calls for the senior execs.

She was the youngest woman ever to make senior exec. She had a company car, cell phone, pager, laptop and two junior reps just to keep up with her sales. Then Diane met this hunky guy Martin in the PR department. He oversaw catalog and brochure copy and photos, and press releases. He kept in contact with trade organizations and planned trade shows.

His rugged good looks, compact runner’s body, lean and muscular upper body and legs, cute behind and thick black hair attracted her. Martin was drawn to her short raven hair and her face that was pretty as a model. She was taller than he and she had voluptuous body, rounded hips, a cute ass, large, firm breasts, and long legs.

Within a week they had dinner. Within two weeks they had gone to bed. Within a month they lived together. Within a year they were married. They shared the same work ethic and high standards. Two years later baby Jacob came along and Diane took six months of parental leave. Then they found a nanny.

Diane had taken Friday afternoon off to prepare for the trip. She was excited, yet a bit apprehensive about the trip. She had never given a talk to two hundred people. As she packed her bags in the bedroom, she thought how she hated going anywhere without Martin. He had to stay and work the weekend preparing for some major PR event. She traveled a lot, but she did not like the loneliness.

Diane loved to snuggle up to Martin in their big bed, her head on his hairy chest. She loved feel his deep slow breathing, feel and smell the warmth of him. When he kissed her and touched her that special way, she felt as if they could make love forever.

Well, she had to go on this trip so she packed: lacy undergarments, wool skirts and blazers, silk blouses, hosiery, custom leather shoes, bath necessities and cosmetics. Laptop, important papers, and her speech. Everything fit nicely into her Gucci bags. Then she remembered to throw in her bathing suit. Maybe there would be time to unwind in the hotel pool.

Her excitement over the trip turned into nervous sexual energy. Diane wished she did not feel guilty. Her big sister Cathy liked to tell Diane about masturbating while her husband watched – or while he didn’t. Cathy loved to shock and embarrass her sister by describing the most intimate and explicit details of her sex life.

Diane – mesmerized – listened, but wouldn’t admit to masturbating herself. Nor would she get very specific about what she and Martin did. Cathy described all her high school and college adventures. A shocked Diane listened on the phone and later did it to herself to relieve the tension.

The nanny had taken Jacob to the park so Diane could prepare for the trip. Her sexual tension rising, thinking, “Oh hell, guilt be damned,” she lay down on the bed. She opened and unzipped her jeans, pulled them down, lifted her hips and quickly stripped them off. She pulled down her panties. Hurriedly taking off her t-shirt and bra, she was naked.

A bottle of lotion sat on the night stand. She grabbed it and drizzled lotion on her breasts, down her stomach and onto her pubic area. She shivered at the cool contact. She massaged the lotion into her shoulders and upper chest. She worked her way around and over the surface of her breasts – avoiding her large areolas and sensitive nipples. Her back arched and she bit her lip. “Uhhhh,” she sighed.
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Model Wife

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My wife loves posing for my camera and we have taken some very daring shots, but she never envisaged doing so for anyone else, although her figure is good enough.
A colleague from work, who is also a keen photographer, complained to me that he was finding it hard to find a model. Without thinking about what I was saying, I said that my wife would love to pose for him and I showed him some of the tamer photos I had taken of her. He was very impressed and asked me to arrange it.

When I told Rosie what I’d done she was cross, but I flattered her and talked her round to at least try it. She was very nervous and she had had three rum and cokes before we got to Peter’s flat. Peter is a very smooth talker and he soon put Rosie at her ease. The generous measures of gin and tonics also helped.

He started by taking portraits. By the glazed look in her eyes I realized that Rosie was tiddly and I suggested that she take her dress off and pose in her undies.

To my amazement she agreed and I helped her take off her dress. Beneath she was wearing a suspender belt, black stockings and the sexy underwear I’d bought her for her birthday. The bra consisted of straps holding together two small triangles of material that barely cover the nipples. As my wife has rather large, firm breasts, it made them look more naked than if they had been.

The knickers consist of a triangle of material covering her mound but leaves her bottom completely exposed. Her rather profuse pubic hair could not be contained and it lined the triangle. Peter’s eyes glistened as he surveyed the delectable sight in front of his camera. He took a couple of rolls and then asked me to pose with her. Watching her posing for another man had made me so randy that I jumped at the chance and moved behind her.
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Red Cowboy Boots

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Christy peered into her closet trying to decide on which outfit to wear for her usual Saturday night outing. Being from Ft. Worth, Texas, her destination was sure to be one of the many cowboy bars that dotted the Metroplex landscape. She finally decided on a long countrystyle dress that was low cut on top, yet loose enough to allow her freedom of movement on the dance floor. She lay the garment on her bed and sat down in front of her vanity mirror to brush her long blonde hair. There was no mistaking it, Christy had a stunning body! Long slim legs, flat tummy, a full yet tight ass, large red nippled breasts, and a pretty if not beautiful face. As the brush pulled through her tresses, her boobs jiggled back and forth, causing her nipples to become erect. Christy had to admit she was a male magnet of the nth degree!!! Her pussy was already damp, and having a smooth shaved crotch seemed to heighten her arousal. Christy was blessed with abnormally puffy vaginal lips, and lately it seemed that they were always bulging and wet with juice. “God,” she thought, “I hope I can get lucky tonight, it’s been almost a week!!!” After the fiftieth stroke of her brush, she got up and pulled her dress over her head and slipped it on. “No bra or panties tonight,” she said out loud, “no use having them in the way!!!” To top off her ensemble, she pulled on a pair of bright red cowboy boots, a red cowboy hat, and a red bandannaaround her neck. One last look in the mirror and she was out the door.

The Jagged Horseshoe was packed as usual, with almost everyone dressed as a cowboy or cowgirl. Even though most of them were city cowboys, they really tried to look and act the part of a real cowhand. The tell tale give away that most of them were city slickers was the amount of white wine that was consumed, not a whole lot of beer and shots in this place! Christy wandered over to the bar and ordered a margarita, while over in the far corner the mechanical bull was in the process of bucking off another “cowboy”. Christy was watching the bull riding when up behind her she felt two large hands on her hips and a hard cock pushing against her ass. Her natural inclination was to pull away, but in the crush of bodies around them, she was powerless to move in any direction. She tensed her body, not sure of what would happen next. She felt a hot breath on her shoulder, and then a soft male voice in her ear said, “I’ve been watching you from the moment you came in the bar, you don’t know how much you turn me on!” He continued on,“I’m as hard as blue steel, and I’ll do anything to stick it into your hot pussy!” “I can see that you’re not wearing a bra, and I can feel that you’re not wearing any panties!” “I just want you to know that I’m no pervert, and I’m not bad looking either.” “If you want me to leave just lean forward and I’ll be on my way, if not, and you’re as hot as I am, push back against me now!!!” Christy’s head was spinning, totally taken by surprise by this “rear” assault. The only problem was that it also totally turned her on–big time!!!

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Justine and the Truckers

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Last weekend we (my wife Justine and I) had driven a long haul. We had finished up a two week road trip from Fort Worth to Virginia and back to Fort Worth. We drove the entire trip back from Virginia in about a day. About 10 hours into the trip my wife was just laying back in the seat listening to the radio as I rubbed her leg. She surprised me by opening up her legs and allowing me to rub her thigh. It felt so warm and smooth that I spent at least a half hour touching the inside of her firm thigh. She wore a very loose fitting pair of cut off sweat pants without panties (for travel comfort). Every time one of my fingers came close to her pussy I could feel how warm it was becoming. I traced my finger along the edge of her quickly swelling pussy lips she closed her eyes and opened her thighs even wider. My wife is trim but has the fattest pussy lips I have ever seen. Her thick, fat, pussy lips are accentuated by the fact that she shaves her pussy bare. Seeing that she was enjoying herself I cupped her pussy with my hand and began to slowly rub it. She began to moan very softly. As my fingers began to explore her pussy I was blown away by how wet she had become. I knew from here that things were going to get very intense. After stroking her soaking bare pussy I began to move my hand up her body. Doing this and driving was easier then I thought. The roads through this section of Tennessee were very straight and empty. As I began to touch her warm soft stomach I noticed that she moved her right hand down on top of her pussy. Justine loves to masturbate, especially when I am laying next to her pulling on her nipples (actually she likes to masturbate anytime but always in private). I took this as a sign that she wasn’t going to stop until she had cum.
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St Topez

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Amber strolled down the beach, marveling at the sheer beauty of the strip of sand know around the world as St. Tropez. Made famous in the sixties by Brigitte Bardot, it now was the play ground for the idle rich of Europe. This was Amber’s second visit to the continent, but her first to the South of France, and it was all that it was cracked up to be and more!!! It was seven in the morning and she had the entire beach to herself, that is, except for the huge yachts that were moored not more than one hundred yards of shore. Picking up a shells as she went along, Amber could all ready feel the heat from the sun warming her bare back, even at this early hour.When she was far enough away from the main swimming area, she slipped behind some rocks andremove her shorts and halter top, and then lay down on her blanket for some serious sunning! Back in Ohio they didn’t have any nude beaches, and even if they had, she wouldn’t have had the guts to go naked in front of people she may have known. Even in France, five thousand miles from home, she found a secluded spot where no one would bother her. The heat felt good on her body, and the whole situation of being naked and on vacation made her pussy damp with excitement. She was half asleep and didn’t hear the foot steps of an approaching male, who also was doing a little shelling, and she was startled awake when he said in a heavy French accent, “Good morning mademoiselle, it is a beautiful day, no!?!”

Amber was total flabbergasted by the appearance of the middle aged man, and desperately wished he would move on down the beach and leave her alone, but instead he just stood there looking ather naked body and making small talk. As she got a chance to look him over, he wasn’t half bad looking for a man of about forty five, and she for a moment she forgot that she was lying naked in front of a total stranger with her legs partly open and her all ready damp vagina bulging full for him to see. He didn’t seem to notice, however, and just prattled on about how much he enjoyed meeting people from all over the world, and how much he liked Americans.

He introduced himself as Claude, and abruptly plopped down on the sand next to her. Feeling a bit more at ease, she slid over a little and offered him space on her blanket. He quickly accepted her offer, but before he got on, he stood up and casually removed his loose fitting shorts, exposing his penis to her now interested eyes. He wasn’t the least bit embarrassed that he was semi erect, and lay down on the blanket next to an ever increasingly aroused Amber! Her vagina was now drooling along the length of her crack, the little drops glistening in the warm sunshine. Her breasts, large and full, soaked up the heat and shone with the sweat that ran down the valley between her bosom. She was finding it increasingly difficult to deep her mind on their conversation, as the feeling in her pussy grew more and more intense! She glanced down at his crotch, and groaned out loud when she saw that his once semi erect penis had grown to its full length of eight inches or so! He the offered, “I cannot help but notice that mademoiselle seems to be in need of, how do you say it, gratification!?!” She nodded her head dazedly, hardly able to put two coherent words together, she slightly spread her legs farther apart, giving Claude an unencumbered view of her swollen lip!

He leaned over and took her all ready erect nipple into his mouth and sucked it gently, which caused her vagina to gush uncontrollably under the heat of the morning sun. Her breathing had become shallow and labored, as the Frenchman used his talented tongue on her chest, nibbling and sucked at her hard nubs. “Does mademoiselle know that French men are the best in the world at orally satisfy and woman,” he whispered in her ear?“No,” she hissed, through clenched teeth, “I didn’t know that!!!” “Would you care for me to demonstrate this phenomena for you,” he asked innocently? “Oh, yes,” she begged, “please show me, show me right now!!!” He laughed softly and slid between her warm sun tanned legs, kissing the inside of her thighs with soft wet kisses, working his way up to her moist pussy. “Oooo, la-la,he intoned, while taking in a deep breath her sexual aroma, “you are in heat, no!?!”

“Stop playing with me,” she begged, “do me now, please!!!” The next thing she felt was a long tongue slithering along the length of her crack, until it rested on her bulging little “man in the boat”! Within five seconds, Amber’s pussy was rocked by a thundering climax, the likes of which she had never felt before! Her vagina flooded the Frenchman’s mouth with a torrent of hot pussy juice, that quickly covered the whole lower half of his face! As her orgasm subsided, she had the unbelievable need to be filled with a large penis, and Claude seemed to read her mind like and open book, because a second or two later, he was shoving his thickness deep inside her waiting pussy.

Amber was now like a bitch in heat, and the only thing that mattered was having another orgasm! She took her long legs and wrapped them around Claude’s back, trying in desperation to lock their loins tighter together. Her mind was reeling, here she was on a public beach allowing a total stranger to take her sexually like no other man ever had in her life! All at once he picked up the pace of his thrusting, now hammering away at her helpless pussy with machine like efficiency, driving her like a wild animal to the brink of her climax! It didn’t seem possible, but his penis seemed to get even harder as his own climax approached, he looked directly into her eyes and said, “Mademoiselle, you are so beautiful, I had to pick you like a flower and hold you!” Just hearing his speak in such flowery language was all it took, and both of them held on for dear life as their orgasms ripped through their bodies, leaving them lying together in a post orgasmic glow!

Intertwined, basking in the sun, Claude kissed her neck and said, “I shall always remember you,Amber, as one of the best moments in my life!” She kissed him back and replied, “Me too, Claude, me too!