I normally would’ve gotten away with wearing jeans and some sweater to this bar, but tonight I dressed up in a very low cut and very tight yellow mini-dress that hugged my curves and left very little of my figure to ones imagination.

I hadn’t been this horny since college. I woke up soaking wet. I couldn’t go to sleep until I satisfied myself in one way or another. I spent a lot of time in between think about sex.

My excuse for going out was Nicole’s birthday. She looked great with her new boyfriend, which made me feel even more lonely and then horny. I imagined her in bed with him, her legs spread wide open. Instead of me going down on her like I did so many times when we dated, his hard cock pounded her cunt and filled her with cum every night. He was good looking, knew how to dress and if he wasn’t dating my best friend, I would’ve spread my legs for him too.

“You look great.” She smiled after we hugged and kissed on the cheek.”

“Thanks.” I put on a fake smile. “Happy Birthday!”

“Thanks, how are you doing?”

Before I could answer, her boyfriend pulled her away and gave her a shot. I knew from experience how horny she got from even just a little bit of alcohol, her boyfriend was going to have a good night.

Instead of watching the two of them, I watched the dance floor and looked for my own good looking man to satisfy my lust. I stood on the edge of the hot, steamy dance floor, not in the mood to dance unless I got swept of my feet by a hot stud. I caught a few guys checking me out, but none that swept me off my feet. There were several good looking guys, but none that made me want to dance.

I did my best to avoid Nicole, hiding in our group of friends most of the night. I knew I wouldn’t find a guy that way, the three guys in our group were all taken, but I couldn’t force myself to leave Nicole and the rest of our group behind to go man hunting.

After an hour, I started debating heading home and letting a combination of my favorite dildo and well used vibrator take care of my needs. If I stayed much longer, I would keep on drinking to the point where I would have to pay for an expensive cab ride home.

Then I felt a hand squeeze my ass cheek. I expected to turn around and see a drunk frat boy, but instead Nicole stood behind me grinning.

“Hey.” I smiled, a genuine, real smile.

“Everything okay?”

My smile disappeared. “Yeah, just been a long week between the two jobs. I’m looking forward to catching up on some sleep.”

“Sleep?” She leaned closer so that only I could hear what she said next. “I was hoping you might want to join me and Kyle tonight.”

Between my legs, the soft nylon fabric of my thong went from dry to soaked in a split second. The smile returned to my face.

“I thought you might like that idea.”

I loved the idea. I was ready to start right then. However, we had to wait. Since it was her birthday party, we couldn’t just leave. It was like pure torture, the worse when she dragged me on to the dance floor.

At first, we just had fun dancing to the electronic music. It was then that a guy came up behind me and started to dance with me. I looked back and grinned. He was my type, tall, dark and handsome but he found me too late.

Nicole pushed him back and pulled me closer. Our bodies rubbed together as we moved to the beat, just the thin fabric of our dresses keeping us apart. We partook in some extremely dirty dancing, our bodies grinding together to the point where guys watched us. They would be thinking about us when they were all alone at home that night and that turned me on even more.

“I want to take you to the bathroom or the parking lot. I don’t know how much longer I can control myself.”

“Let’s find Kyle and get out of here.”

“What about everyone else?”

“Who cares?”

“You know if I leave with you, people are going to start talking again.” They probably already would after the way we danced.

“I don’t care.” She grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers. She pulled me off of the dance floor and through the crowd.

She found Kyle and whispered something into his ear. He turned around and looked at me, then a large grin appeared on his face.

We barely said good-bye to any of our friends, just like we barely made an excuse as to where we were going. Nicole told everyone my car had gotten towed and we needed to go to the impound lot. I don’t think anyone believed it, but neither her nor I cared.

A feeling of torture returned as we separated. Nicole rode in Kyle’s car, a reminder that we were just friends with benefits now. I followed behind them to Kyle’s apartment.

His apartment had a beautiful view of the bay, but I was more concerned with the view of Nicole in her purple dress. We didn’t make it to the bedroom. We barely made it to the living room, before she wrapped her arms around me and we started to kiss. It was the kind of kiss that if my panties weren’t already soaking wet, they would be now. It made my heart beat faster and the room feel hot.

“Join us.” Nicole said to Kyle, her voice full of lust. He looked happy just watching us, but a large bulge forming in his pants said that he wanted to do more than just watch.

He joined us and I watched as the two of them kissed. I was jealous, I wanted a boyfriend that kissed me the way he did. I was jealous until she turned his head towards me.

Did she want me to kiss him? She didn’t say anything, but I couldn’t resist leaning in and kissing him. Her lips were soft and tasted like strawberry shortcake. His lips were strong and powerful.

I got lost in his kiss to the point that I didn’t even realize that Nicole dropped to her knees between Kyle and I. As I kissed Kyle, she worked to get his pants off. Seconds later, his hard cock pointed out, his boxers and jeans around his ankles.

This was the horny Nicole that I missed. She had his long, red cock in her mouth and her head bobbing up and down in front of him. This wasn’t exactly how my fantasy went, I imagined just Nicole and I rolling around naked on the bed. This reality was even better.

As we made out, Kyle’s hands explored my body. He paid special attention to my ass and even more to my tits. It felt weird to have someone else’s boyfriend with their hands all over me, groping and fondling me, but I didn’t just enjoy it. I loved it.

He pulled my tits out of the top of my dress, he sucked on my pink nipples as Nicole sucked his cock. I wondered if this was something they had planned together or if this was something she had planned all by herself like a special birthday present to herself.

I wanted to taste his cock too and it wasn’t long before I joined Nicole. She pulled her lips off of his cock as I got down on my knees. She smiled, then I took over. I didn’t tease, I went straight to work. I opened up my mouth and slid my red lips on to his swollen head. I slid them further down until his cock filled my mouth.

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his toned stomach and powerful chest muscles. Nicole was so lucky to get to see this anytime she wanted.

Nicole and I took turns working on his cock, racing her lips up and down his long shaft. I went more slow and deliberate, her lips raced up and down his cock like she was on the verge of going out of control.

At first we did whatever we wanted, but soon he took over directing us. He made sure that whoever wasn’t busy sucking his cock was giving his balls attention.

Then he kicked it up a notch. He grabbed the back of Nicole’s head and forced his cock deep into her mouth until she deep throated him. She performed like a pro, I didn’t think she would be able to handle it.

When it was my turn, he did the same to me. He filled my throat with his cock, making me gag but I didn’t give up. I wasn’t about to be upstaged by Nicole.

That wasn’t enough for Kyle. Next he fucked Nicole’s mouth with his cock. Her face turned red, she coughed, but she didn’t stop. He repeated the process with my mouth. I wondered if they acted like this every night or just when company came over.

Nicole got a hold of his cock one more time, but this time she didn’t let me get it back right away. She kept letting him fuck her mouth until he pushed it so far into her throat that I thought she might choke. His body went stiff and he let out a grunt. Inches away from my mouth, he filled hers with cum.

I was jealous. I wanted to feel his cum shooting into my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum. When his orgasm ended, she turned to me and we kissed. I tasted his salty, sour sperm from her mouth, but it was just a tease.

Nicole lead us into the bedroom, where Nicole and I kissed again on Kyle’s bed. The kiss turned into making out, our lips locked together, our mouths showing our lust for each other. Our bodies rolled around on the bed, our hands explored each other, familiar ground for each of us, that brought back steamy memories of nights that I would never forget.

We knew what each other wanted. We didn’t beat around the bush. It wasn’t long before her hand slid between my legs and into the warm, wet area underneath my thong. Her finger tips slid by my clit, into my wetness and I moaned.

I copied her, sliding my hand into her dress. I grinned when I discovered her lack of underwear, not even a tiny g-string to stop my fingers from pleasuring her pussy. Her dress wasn’t as short and slutty as mine, but it wasn’t long enough to cover her if she bent over. This wasn’t the shy, conservative Nicole that I met a year ago after she broke up with her fiance.

She wasn’t content to just finger fuck my cunt. Soon, I ended up on my back, her taking my white with black lace thong off. She pushed my legs apart and positioned herself between them.

She teased me like she used to do every night when we dated. She kissed every inch of skin near my hungry pussy except my cunt. I wasn’t just going to lay around getting tortured this time, I found my clit with two fingers and started to rub it furiously like I only had thirty seconds to get off.

She didn’t like that. She pulled hand away from my pussy and held it back. Then she used her fingers to take over for what I started with mine. She knew exactly how to make me moan, she started with just her fingers, but soon her mouth joined in to pleasure me.

I forgot that Kyle was still here until I saw him position himself behind Nicole. She was bent over in the perfect doggy style position and he took full advantage of it. He pushed her dress up around her hips, then took aim at her exposed cunt with his rock hard cock.

She moaned as he pushed his cock into her. I was jealous, besides my dildo, I hadn’t felt a real cock inside of me since before Nicole and I started fooling around. Nicole made me moan louder and louder with her mouth, but I prayed that I would get a turn with Kyle’s cock before he came.

His thrusts came hard and quick, but she didn’t let his attack stop her from her job between my legs. She kept her face buried between my legs, refusing to move until she got what she wanted. Luckily, what she wanted was for me to orgasm.

With all of the sex and sexuality in the room, it didn’t take me long. My orgasm started with a cry of pleasure as my body went stiff and excitement took over my body. It was more powerful than any of the orgasms I’d had with my vibrator since Nicole and I decided to be just friends. It took my breath away and when I opened my eyes, everything seemed to be glowing.

“My turn to go down on you.” I grinned.

“I think it’s your turn to get fucked by his cock.” Her grin bigger.

I wasn’t about to argue. She moved out of the way, then I positioned myself in front of Kyle the exact same way she received his cock a few minutes earlier. I pulled my dress up to around my hips, my pink cunt and even my asshole ready for him.

His strong hands grabbed my hips and moved me into the position that he wanted, then I felt his strong, powerful cock push into my soaking wet pussy.

Instantly, another orgasm filled me. His cock inside of me set of a chain reaction, flooding me with pleasure, making me scream.

He kept going, fucking me as my orgasm came and went. His thrusts short, but furious at first. It took everything I had to stay in position until I completely recovered from my orgasm.

I felt two sets of hands on me. Kyle’s hands caressed my hips then my ass as we fucked. Nicole pulled my dress up above my tits, then used my large breasts as her play toy as we kissed.

At first, she lay next to me. However, soon she positioned herself in front of me. She positioned her pussy right in front of my mouth.

I wanted to tease her the way she teased me, but it felt like it would be more torture to me. I wanted to taste her again and dipped my tongue between her swollen lips. Her cunt was soaking wet, sweet like I remembered it tasting.

As Kyle pounded me from behind, I licked her pussy and massaged her clit with my palm the way I knew she liked from past experience. She let me know she liked it, moaning loudly.

I quickly brought her to the edge of her orgasm and kept going until her cries of pleasure filled the room. She chanted my name as her orgasm filled her, making me very proud of my work.

After her orgasm faded away, we took turns being on the receiving end of his cock. He fucked us from every angle, from multiple positions.

I became jealous of how long he lasted. I imagined that they had a lot of late nights of fucking. I became jealous of her even more when his cock found her asshole. I could just watch as she took out a bottle of lubrication out of her purse, the same brand that I loved and he used it to lubricate her asshole.

His cock disappeared into her ass and I wondered if this was something new for her or something she had done often. She took it like an experienced slut, but she never told me about her anal adventures. As far as I knew, until now it was only me that like it in the ass.

He pounded her ass from behind, a loud slapping sound of skin impacting with flesh every time he thrust into her. All I could do was watch and finger my cunt, hoping for my turn. The longer he went, the more sure I became that I wouldn’t get another turn.

Her fucked her ass doggy style. He fucked her ass in the missionary position. He even fucked her ass sideways. She was no anal virgin, I didn’t even know if I could take an anal pounding like that. I brought myself to another orgasm just watching.

I had given up on another turn with his cock when he motioned for me to come closer with his fingers. I quickly got on to my hands and knees in front of him. He pulled out of her ass and put his cock into mine.

His thickness stretched my asshole, but he had enough lube on his cock where it slid in easily into my ass. I bit my lip as he started to fuck my ass, I didn’t want to be anywhere else in the world. I received his hard cock like a very happy slut.

Nicole and I kissed as he fucked my ass. Her hands squeezing my tits to the point it hurt, the way she knew that I liked. Her hand slipped between my legs and found my clit. She rubbed it, she massaged it as he pounded my ass. I had never felt so much pleasure.

I wanted to feel him cum inside of my ass and to fill me with his sperm. However, Nicole had other ideas. When she saw that he neared his orgasm, she pulled him away from me. I didn’t like it, but it was her boyfriend.

She took him in her mouth. My mouth dropped as I watched her suck his cock, my sweet, innocent friend had done ass to mouth. Not her ass either, it was my ass.

His eyes clothes and he thrust his cock into her mouth. I could practically taste the cum and when he was done, Nicole let me taste him. She didn’t swallow him, she kept his load in her mouth and motioned for me to come closer.

We kissed, his salty, bitter, yet delicious cum sliding between our mouths. The cum slut in me was very happy now. We made out until the taste faded away and it was just us kissing. We collapsed on to the bed, still half dressed but neither of us cared. We fell asleep in each others arms.

However, I miss you horny guys and naughty girls over here. That’s why, when one of the awesome regular readers suggested that I open up this blog to stories from other women, I knew it was an idea that I wanted to look into.

It would sort of be like Real Erotic Stories For Real Women, except instead of asking my girlfriends for ideas, I’m asking the naughty girls and horny guys that read this blog for their hottest stories that they would like to see me write about.

I’ll write just about anything that’s legal. I’m looking open myself up to writing about topics that I may or may not have covered here. All I ask is that the story that you share is based on real events.

You can leave your suggestion in the comments below, or if you want to keep it more private, send me a message via the contact form. You can tell me as many details as you want, or as little. I’ll do my best to turn those details into very hot blog posts.

“The rumors are starting to fly.” I said I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. Nicole talked me into wearing a too tight, too revealing dress. The purple dress clung too tightly to my curves, my breasts over flowed from the top. A few minutes earlier, she said I looked hot in it, so I kept it on. “Does it bother you?”

“Not really.” She stood next to me, looking at herself then me in the mirror. She looked amazing in her black dress, the guys would be all over her at the club. She had the perfect body for that kind of dress, busty like me, but all of the right curves. Her cleavage flowed out of the top of the dress, it clung to her body like it was painted on. It didn’t leave much to the imagination. “I could care less what the other girls at the bar think. It’s just that I don’t want my parents to find out, that sort of thing.”

“I understand.” It was a lot easier for me. My parents lived hundreds of miles away in another section of the country. Hers lived in the same area code.

“I really like you, but…”

Here it comes. I knew it was coming. Our relationship had been on shaking ground the entire month since it started with a wild and very steamy night. We had various levels of experience in the bedroom with another woman, but neither of us much experience actually dating another woman. I liked her, I liked her a lot, but neither of us ever planned on settling down and marrying another woman some day. We discussed it before, we both envisioned the house in the suburbs with a family and a husband.

“Maybe we should just be friends. With benefits?” She grinned.

“I think I like that.” I smiled back. It made sense to me. For the past month I had been struggling to define us. I didn’t want to see anyone else, but I couldn’t stop myself from look at men, fantasizing about them. I wasn’t about to run out and get laid the next day, but I missed the feeling of a hard cock pushing deep inside of me.

“Good. It’s not that I want to see anyone else. It’s just that…I don’t know how to put it. I’m not a lesbian. I’m definitely bisexual, but not a lesbian.” She leaned back against the bathroom counter. She reached out for me and I move in front of her. I opened my arms and we embraced. Our busty, curvy and soft feminine bodies only separated by the thin fabric that made up our tiny, skimpy dresses. I could feel her heat. I could smell her sweetness.

Technically, we were broken up but we looked at each other. We didn’t say anything, we didn’t need to. She pushed my red bangs out of my eyes. I moved my lips close to hers we kissed. Her soft lips pressing against mine.

We smile in between kisses. We giggle like school girls as our hands explore each other. With her, it’s always fun.

I kiss her neck. I kiss the cleavage flowing out of her tiny dress. The cleavage that I know so many men will stare at later, if we ever make it to the club.

She pulls the low cut neck line of her dress to the side and she isn’t wearing a bra. I can’t keep my mouth away from her nipples, teasing the brown nipples with my tongue, then nibbling them gently with my teeth. With her it’s so easy. I don’t feel like I have to put on a show or be someone else. It’s natural with her.

Without stopping our kisses, we stumble out of my bathroom and in to my bedroom. In the process, she unzips the back of my dress and it slips down to my stomach as we climb on to my bed. She takes control, climbing on top of me, kissing me. She kisses my lips, then my neck, then it’s her turn to kiss my cleavage.

She pulls cup of my black strapless bra out of the way with a violent motion, so quick that I thought she broke the bra. She’s not as gentle with my breasts, groping them roughly, biting on them not so gently and it makes me moan.

I roll over until I’m on top of her, then kiss my way down her body. Her dress is already scrunched up around her hips, revealing the tiny black g-string that covers her lips. I’m careful to avoid it with my fingers and with my tongue. I kiss and massage every inch of her thighs, her hips, teasing her until she looks down on me. She doesn’t have to say anything. I know it’s her look that says stop playing around.

I pull the soft nylon fabric to the side and her bare pussy is waiting for me. I tease a little more, avoiding her lips with my kisses until I can’t take it anymore. I have to push my tongue between her wet lips. I have to slid my finger into her wetness to make her moan.

I want to make her moan louder. My tongue finds her clit, I use two fingers to fuck her and I hit my goal.

I wonder if my neighbors can hear. What do they think when they hear two women moaning. I’m sure by now they know my moans of pleasure. Mine are soft, long ones that turn into cries. Hers are quick, almost screams, almost laughter, each time I hit a spot that she likes.

She opens her legs more and I use my fingers and my mouth to work her clit. Her moans are louder and closer together.

Her body pushes against my tongue and she lets out one long moan. I feel satisfied just making her orgasm.

She giggles as her orgasm finishes. She looks down at me and smiles. “Okay, you ready to go now?”

“You better be joking.” I smile back.

“Nope. We have to go or we’ll be late.”

She starts to sit up, but I wrestle her, attempting to keep her on the bed. She works out daily, she’s much stronger than me, but she let’s me win. She pushes me on to my back and open my legs for her.

She teases me, like I teased her. The only difference is that I don’t know if she’ll ever do more than just tease me. I could see her making me late until after we go out and come back home to satisfy me.

Luckily, she does more than just tease me. She gives in and pulls my black and white satin and lace thong off. And kisses her way up my thighs, this time kissing her way to her mouth finds my cunt.

She slides her tongue into me, into my wetness while her finger teases my clit. It’s enough to start my moaning.

She uses her tongue and her fingers to work all of me, but it’s mostly her fingers. She ends up using one hand to work my clit, massaging it with one or two fingers. The other hand, she uses two fingers to fuck me.

My moans become louder and louder. She slides her fingers that were inside of me, underneath me. My moans are replaced by nervousness, my heart beats fast as she slides the finger between my ass cheeks.

She knows that I like anal and she’s finally exploring that side of me. The tip of her finger just brushes against my asshole and it’s enough for me to orgasm. It’s a quick, but very powerful orgasm that takes my breath away.

I feel like I’ve passed out and when I open my eyes, Nicole is looking at me. “You like that?”

I shook my head yes, unable to use my mouth to form words.

We were an hour late for our friend’s birthday party, but no one notice or if they did, they didn’t say anything. It was at a club and they probably thought we were just lost in a crowd.

Multiple men hit on us that night. I got two numbers, one from a guy who I might call. However, at the end of the night, Nicole and I went back home together and repeated our adventure from earlier in the night. I think our friends did notice when we left after just an hour at the club, but neither Nicole nor I cared.

All of the details are on Amy Redd blog, but I wanted to make sure everyone here knew about it too.

Don’t worry, my next post won’t be about my fiction writing. It’s true story about a very steamy encounter that I had with Nicole last weekend. It’s almost done, so check back soon.

“Yeah, I suppose you could call him my ex.” We had never defined our relationship beyond friends with benefits, so I’m not sure we would call each other ex’s.

“He really wanted you.” She said with a naughty grin.

“I know, I felt kind of bad when we were leaving. The look on his face said that he didn’t understand why I was leaving with you.” I felt bad because I never really told him why I didn’t have time to see him anymore.

“Do you think he knows that we’re, um, I don’t know how to describe what we are.” I couldn’t describe what we were either. The reason I didn’t have time for Austin was because Nicole and I spent almost every night together and really just about any time we had free with each other. Neither of us were defining this relationship either. I wasn’t about to change my relationship status on Facebook to tie my name with her. I don’t think our parents would understand that. But we were more than just friends with benefits.

“I think he thought that he did something wrong, that I was mad at him or something.”

We made it to my apartment without either of us falling down and went straight to my bedroom. Our kisses became intense as we rolled around my bed. Her kisses made me stop analyzing our relationship status, at least for a few minutes.

Our clothes came off, piece by piece until there was nothing to separate our flesh. I tried to stop thinking about our relationship and just enjoy what was happening. Our hands explored each others feminine bodies, our mouths and tongues teasing each other.

I knew that we would never be married and settled down with a house in the suburbs. For both of us, it’s our first real relationship with another woman, however there’s still that attraction to men. She hadn’t said it, I didn’t say it, but it was obvious that we were still attracted to men. If Nicole wasn’t there tonight, I probably would’ve gone home with Austin. At the bar, a number of men hit on Nicole. I could tell she liked the attention.

She rolled on top of me, her body grinding against mine. I wished that she had a hard cock, a hard cock that she could use to pound my cunt and fill with cum. Besides the lack of categorization of our relationship and how long it might last, it was my confusion about how much I still wanted men. While I talked to Austin tonight, I imagined sneaking off to the bar bathroom with him and having a quickie in one of the stalls.

Nicole has a beautiful face, amazing body that guys love to look at and so do I. I’ve never been more attracted to a woman, yet I still think about cock. I still fantasize about getting fucked by men. Her tongue was between my legs, working my clit and making me moan so loud that I’m sure my neighbors heard. Yet, I was still thinking about a man. I’ve never been more happy in a relationship. I enjoy spending time with her, talking to her for hours, yet I still want to get fucked by a hard cock.

Already, she knows exactly how to make me moan. She knows how to make me climax. When it was my turn to make her climax, I rolled on top of her. I wished that I had a cock to fuck her, instead I rubbed my body against her. As I kissed her, we dry humped like teenagers, except all of our clothes were off.

I planned on going down here, but instead I slid my hand down between her legs. I felt her warmth, her wetness. She opened her legs for me and I gently pushed into her, feeling how tight she was, how wet she was. I finger fucked her, slowly at first. When she started to moan, I started to fuck her faster. I started to finger fuck her as hard as I could.

I was on top of her, our bodies working together as I fingered her. This was as close as it was going to come to one of us actually fucking the other. She closed her eyes, a smile formed on her face.

I thought about taking out my dildo, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment by getting out bed and hunting through my dresser for it. Plus, I didn’t want to bring a cock into the relationship. Her moans told me that I didn’t need it.

Hearing her moan, feeling her underneath me sweating, I forgot about Austin. I can’t say that I completely forgot about men, I no longer had the urge for a quickie in some dirty bathroom stall. She climaxed and I realized that I could just enjoy this, I could just have fun and see where it goes. This wasn’t as serious as I was making it. We were just two young women exploring our sexuality and having a good time along the way.

Thank you making 2012 an awesome year. I really mean it, your support has been awesome.  There were a lot of up and downs for me personally, but with my blog you guys and gals were always here for me! I’m glad you liked my adventures enough to keep reading them and commenting here, I’m hoping that in 2013 I’ll have just as many adventures to write about.

If it wasn’t for all of you reading my blog, leaving those comments and chatting with me on Twitter, I probably would’ve stopped writing a long time ago. Cheers! And cheers to a very naughty and sex filled 2013.

I don’t think she expected anything to happen either. We were just friends. Fooling around with other females was fun, but she wanted to find a new boyfriend and I have multiple men already in my life.

Christmas Eve we were enjoying a bottle of wine, but neither of us drinking enough to lose an inhibitions. Definitely not drunk like when we fooled around last summer. However, something happened. One minute we sitting on the couch watching a random Christmas classic on tv and the next we’re kissing.

They were soft kisses filled with lust and desire. With her parents asleep on the other side of the house, we made out like teenagers on the couch, afraid at any moment they would wake up and catch us in the act.

Our kisses became more powerful. Our arms wrapped around each other, locking our bodies in a passion knot.

“We should go to my room.” Nicole said as she looked down the hallway to her parents’ room.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Definitely.”

She took me by the hand and we didn’t just walk back to her bedroom, we ran as quick as we could without making noise on the hardwood floor. She closed the door behind me and smiled. I gave her the same kind of naughty grin back.

I was turned on. My panties soaking wet, my heart pounding. Being alone with her in her bedroom brought back all of the memories from when I lived at home and was sneaking home boys or sneaking into boyfriends’ bedrooms.

We stood in front of her bed, making out like college freshman who suddenly didn’t have any parental supervision.

I hadn’t wanted a woman the way I wanted her since Jill, my best friend from high school. Our kisses were soft, almost romantic but still full of lust. I was overcome with desire, but also wondering if this was more than just a late night hook-up.

We climbed on to the bed together, me on top of her like I was the guy. Except with Jill, all of my lesbian encounters had just been experimentation or sex. This felt more like what I felt with Jill. This was more than just hooking up.

Our hands ran all over each others feminine bodies. Her hand, her soft, gentle hand found my breast and caressed as we kissed. It wasn’t like being felt up by a guy.

I felt her breasts through her tank top, not as large as mine but still full and caught the attention of many men.

I slid my hand between her legs, I couldn’t feel anything more than the thick fabric of her jeans, but it was a sign of what was to come.

We made out on her bed for at least half an hour, probably closer to an hour. Looking down at her, her beautiful face, enticing green eyes, I couldn’t believe I was fooling around with her. Our soft, curvy bodies grinding together. Our lips locked together, no need to worry about getting a face scratched by a guy with a five o’clock shadow.

We rolled around on the bed until I couldn’t back anymore. I wanted more than just making out. Making out and heavy petting with clothes on was fine when I was experimenting with my girl friends in college, but I wanted more.

I pulled down the front of her tank top, revealing the front of her black and white lace bra. I kissed the soft cleavage that disappeared into her bra cups. I caressed her breasts in the bra, but afraid I might be pushing it too fast for her, my mouth moved to her neck, then to the safety of her lips.

We stayed like that until she started to tug on my top. I pulled it off and threw it on the floor next to my bed. I wished I was wearing something sexier than a purple sports bra, but she didn’t care. She pulled me back down to her and kissed me.

I kissed her mouth, her cleavage, her flat stomach, then I pulled down the straps of her bra to free her tits. It was a moment for me that this was real, not just sill games of make out.

Her perky brown nipples called for me, I couldn’t resist taking them in my mouth as I caressed her chest.

She had her hands in my sports bra, feeling my chest, trying to get it off. I pulled it off and never felt so turned on being topless in front of someone.

She took my breasts in her hands and gently caressed them, exploring every inch of them with her hands, then mouth. She teased my nipples with her lips and tongue until I let out soft moans.

We made out topless on her bed for way too long. I felt like the guy, I had to keep everything moving or nothing would happen. As we kissed, I undid the top button of her jeans. I slid my hands into her jeans, into the soft, warm fabric of her cotton panties. I didn’t stop until I found her hot, soaking wet pussy with my fingers. I fingered her, the way guys fingered me when they were trying to push the action higher. She moaned, her kisses became stronger, her hands on my body became more forceful.

I pulled her tight jeans off next, struggling to get them off, but it was worth the effort to see her, sexy, athletic body in front of me in just a pair of blue panties. I couldn’t resist exploring her near naked body, kissing every inch of bare skin, caressing every curve.

She pushed her panties down, then I pulled them off. This was the point where it went from fooling around with a friend to something more.

We looked at each other nervously, but with full of lust. She opened her legs for me and I positioned myself between them.

I tried to tease her, kissing her thighs, but I couldn’t stay away from what we both wanted. I kissed her wet pussy, tasting her sweet juices and feeling her heat. I slid my tongue between her lips and felt her wetness.

I found her clit with my tongue. I had gone down on her before, but that was while I was drunk and more for the entertainment of the guys around us. This time I ran circles around her clit with my tongue, flicking it rapidly to give her pleasure and nothing else.

I buried my mouth between her legs, working her with my tongue and lips. Her moaning started out softly, but grew and grew. I was glad her parents’ room was on the other side of the house, however if they were to walk by her room right then I’m sure they could’ve heard us. However, I don’t think either of us would’ve cared.

I worked her exactly the way I liked to be worked. I used my tongue to pleasure her clit and two fingers to fuck her. Her body started to thrust against my tongue and fingers. Her breathing became heavier. Her tits rose and fell with each heavy breath. She squeezed my shoulder to the point it hurt. Her body became stiff, her back arched and she came. She orgasmed with soft moans, almost like cries.

Her body became weak and she collapsed onto the bed, completely relaxed. I sat up and I couldn’t stop smiling. I was proud of my work, excited where this might be going between the two of us.

I wanted my turn, but it was late and I was pretty tired. However, when she sat up and kissed me, my body chased away the exhaustion. We weren’t done yet.

“Time to get rid of those jeans,” she said with a grin.

I took them off and laid down on her bed in just my blue and gray cotton and lace panties. Her hands, her mouth were all over me now, exploring my curvy body. I felt like she was worshiping me with her mouth.

My panties came off and she climbed on top of me as we made out again. Her body was light compared to any man that had been on top of me. We bumped and grinded our bodies together like there was hard cock in the middle of us. I wished that she had a cock to fuck me with. I wanted to feel her inside of me so badly. I wanted to fuck her so badly.

Her kisses went down my neck, explored my tits, across my stomach and across my bare pubic area. I wanted her to go down on me, but she was able to tease me more than I could tease her. She kissed my thighs, she licked them and every inch of skin around my pussy before she gave me what wanted.

I bit my lip, trying to suppress the moans that wanted to escape my mouth. She slid her tongue between my lips and lapped like it was a delicious dessert.

She added in her fingers after a few minutes, finding my clit with the tip of two fingers and massaging it. She sent waves of pleasure through me almost instantly. The feeling started to build and build inside of me.

She stopped licking my lips and focused on my clit. The combination of her tongue and her fingers was too much for me. I couldn’t control my moans anymore.

I grabbed a hold of my tits and squeezed as the pleasure took me over. I came. I orgasmed hard. It wasn’t a run of the mill orgasm, it took me in it’s grip and swept me away. I forgot completely where I was until it was over and her head was resting on my stomach.

I have no idea what Nicole thinks, what she thinks of me or where this is going, but I’m okay with that if it means more nights with her that end up like that.

I hope you get all of the naughty presents that you want this year. Having your support on my blog and on my published stories has been the best present this year. I’m serious, I love writing and having all of you support me has kept me writing and working to improve my writing. Thank you!

I’m heading off to spend the holiday with Nicole and her family. It will probably not be naughty at all, but I know there will be lots of delicious food and hopefully wine.

Talk to you soon.

Amy

“Why would you want to go some place private?” he grinned.

“I’m horny and I want you to fuck my brains out.” The wedding ended at two and the reception didn’t start until seven. It was way too much time in between for the guests that had nothing to do and were in from out of town. We went out for lunch, went shopping at the mall and still had free time.

“I have an idea.” He drove us away from the craziness of the mall, through the generic Florida suburbs and to an undeveloped area. He found the gravel road that he was looking for and turned down it. It led through the forest and many perfect places to dump a body. We were in the middle of nowhere,

“Did you come here often when you were living here?”

“Maybe a few times.” I imagined a younger Austin bringing his girlfriends here. I found some secluded spots in Chicago when I was growing up, but nothing like this.

As my hands explored over his clothes, he told me how they found the trail. He told me stories about the parties that were out here

He stopped mid-story when my hand found his cock. “Want me to go down on you?”

“Does any guy ever say no?”

“Nope.” I smiled, my slutty smile.

I undid his belt, opened up his pants and took his semi-hard cock out of his pants. I stroked it with one hand as we kissed.

I had given a blowjob to my boss in his car earlier in the year, but this brought back memories of many of my sexual encounters in high school where a bedroom wasn’t always an option. Of course, I was hoping that he would last a lot longer than the eighteen year old boys.

He was rock hard by the time I leaned further over and kissed the tip of his cock. I ran my tongue up and down it like I was examining his length for the first time.

I looked up at him, his face showing how eager he was for my next move. I stopped teasing and took him into my mouth. At first just his head, then I went further down his shaft.

The middle console made it a little difficult for me to work, but I did my best running my lips up and down his shaft. There was no easy way around the console, it dug into my side, but I didn’t stop. I ran my lips up and down his long hard cock, feeling his cock fill my mouth and slide through my wet lips.

He was showing signs that he was getting close, when he said, “Let’s move into the backseat.”

We got out of our front seats and met in the back seat. Before I got in, I looked around. There were no signs of any human life, just trees. I pulled off my lace thong and threw it on to my seat. I wouldn’t need it.

He drives a roomy SUV, but the backseat reminded me of many of the cramped backseats that I had been fucked in back in high school. The seat belt clasps dug into me in multiple places, there wasn’t enough room to get into a comfortable position. We kept moving around until I gave up on trying to be on the bottom. I ended up on my hands and knees, he in a position behind me. It wasn’t perfect but it would do for a quickie.

His hands pulled up my dress and I felt the cool air of the car on my bare skin. His fingers teased my lips, I couldn’t wait to have him inside of my pussy. He surprised me and I may have jumped a little bit when I felt his head against my asshole.

“I hope you don’t mind.”

I clutched the door panel and the seat back that I was using for support. “Go for it.”

He did. He carefully pushed his cock into the tight opening. It hurt so much that I tried to pull away, but I knew what was coming felt so good. The pain increased as his shaft stretched out my asshole. Slowly, he started to fuck my ass. At first, it was just gentle thrusts an inch or two inside of me. As my ass opened, he pushed further until his whole shaft was inside of my ass.

Gently he fucked my ass. Most of the pain faded away, replaced by my favorite feeling of pleasure. I had a huge smile on my face as his he fucked me harder and harder.

I expected maybe a minute or two, but he kept going and going. When I got a leg cramp, we switched positions. This time I was on my back, however to make it more comfortable, he stood on the outside of the car, leaning in.

He found my asshole again and he wasted no time picking up where he had left off. He pushed my legs back and pushed himself deep inside of me.

It was the first time in a long time that anal sex was the only type of sex. It was back when I was eighteen when I last had anal sex only fucks on a regular basis. I loved the way they felt and I knew it made me a lot more popular and or memorable with the guys.

He pounded my ass. He ended up on top of me, half in the car, my legs bent further back than they normally could handle. It felt fucking amazing. I felt like his anal slut and I loved it.

My legs started to hurt and when I mentioned it, he practically dragged me out of the car and bent me over next to it. So much for the privacy of the car, we were out in the open now. I don’t know if I’ve ever been fucked in the ass the way he fucked me. He was intense, he didn’t let me catch my breath. He held my hips tight and pushed his cock deep inside of my asshole.

I wasn’t sure if he would ever come, then his thrusting became even more intense. Three our four, wild, hard thrusts later and pushed his cock as far into my ass as it would go. His cock throbbed and exploded inside of me. His cum filled me with a warm, wetness.

I relaxed my body finally as his cock weakened. I was glad it was over because I didn’t know how much more I could take, but at the same time I wished he would’ve never stopped.

I was breathing hard, sweating and my asshole was filled with his cum. It took a few minutes to catch our breath and come back to reality. He pulled out of me and turned me around. I couldn’t look at him as just a fuck buddy anymore. He wasn’t boring or routine anymore.

We didn’t talk. We didn’t need to say anything other than smile at each other. He drove us to the reception, my legs were sore from him bending them so far back, my ass was sore from his hard fucking and I was filled with his cum. I was one happy slut.

The Attraction is the story of a good girl, that needs more money to pay her bills. The first time she was paid for sex was a fluke, the sex was amazing, but can she make it a career?

I won’t beat you over the head with the details, but if you’re interested you can learn more about it on my author site, AmyRedd.com. There you can read the whole description, I’ll post an excerpt and more.

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As always, thank you to everyone that supports my writing and helps me along towards my dream of becoming a full time erotica writer.