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Cubicle Connection

“… Slowly in the darkness, his huge perfect cock rose to her warm, full, waiting lips. She kissed it so gently, her tiny fingers curling, holding, stroking his balls, causing his cock to swell until an opalescent bead of precome leaked from the swollen dark tip. Gently, she kissed it away, causing him to shudder. His balls tightened, becoming a sensitive fuzzy bulb. She pulled his pants, briefs, and shoes off and then started to run her fingers up and down the back of his thighs while gently kissing and sucking his balls. His pleasure was audible. Glossy streamers of warm sticky precome smeared her lips and face, then flashed and vanished like bliss itself. Her hands locked firmly on his lower back and ass, she had the juicy tip of his pulsing cock in her mouth, swirling her warm, wild, young tongue around and around. She couldn’t help but grin occasionally, thinking how erotically hot he’d become without even seeing her naked, without holding her near-perfect breasts in his big calloused hands, and without smelling the hot musk of her bush.”

I said this, slowing to an intense and sensuously rasping whisper. I could hear the final grunt of hot release as the man on the other end of the phone came. I tried to imagine his cubicle and how nervous he must have been, surrounded by the sounds of his office, the footsteps and tops of heads passing by at lunchtime. There were always a few people here and there who didn’t go out, choosing instead to eat at their desks.

Book Boy, Lingerie Girl

Her position at Ellen’s lingerie boutique was the perfect job, considering her class load at the university. Nestled in a quaint upscale shopping villa, the boutique attracted its share of beautiful women looking to accentuate their often-enhanced physical endowments with Ellen’s tastefully risqué stock...

And then there was Art. Beautiful, sumptuous, slightly goofy Art, with his tousled curly locks, worked at the bookstore two doors down...

As Penny pulled the dressing room door closed, he gently cupped her breasts and touched his lips to hers before pressing her back against the wall of the tiny room. Running his hands down her back to clutch her ass, he pulled her against him.

Shy Girl

Acts of daring are not my specialty. Normally, I’m very shy, very quiet, and very modest. However, in my imagination, in my fantasy life, I’m a real wildcat. Sometimes the wildcat mode runs over into reality...

Anyway, tonight I’m in an incredibly bold mood. I’m wearing this crazy bra under a plain black angora cardigan sweater. Under my stretchy Lycra skirt I’m wearing no panties—just a sexy garter belt and stockings surround my fresh-shaven womanhood. I’m sitting here in my favorite sports/rock bar, eyeballing “my” DJ.

The Sales Rep

It was a long day. By the time the auditor left, I had a lot of nervous energy that needed to be released. I thought for a moment and then decided to go for it. “Jim,” I asked, “how about a drink?”

Jim was caught off guard. At first he didn’t grasp my subtle proposition. He looked at his watch, said he had to get home soon to let the dog out, but he added that he had time for one drink. I opened the cabinet where we kept a little liquor and a few bottles of wine. Jim said he preferred a blended whiskey. As I reached up to move the bottles around in search of the right one, Jim came over to help me look.

Instead of searching side by side, I slid over to squeeze myself between the cabinets and Jim. As my tightly skirted buns rubbed the front of his pants, Jim got the message. He pressed his hardening cock against my ass, put his arms around me, and started kissing my neck. I might have thought he didn’t meet my criteria before, but when his hands starting squeezing my breasts through my silk blouse, I changed my mind.