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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

The night at the art gallery turned into a night I’ll never forget. I was excited to see my friend’s exhibit but hadn’t anticipated meeting the owner of the building, and the series of events that followed.

The elevator opened, and I stood in awe of his top floor penthouse. The two story walls were wrapped in floor to ceiling windows. He assured me that although we could see out, no one could see in. I was admiring the view when I felt his hand reach into the slit of my dress and across my thigh. He reached up with the other hand and swept my hair to the side to expose my neck and shoulder. His lips grazed my neck and the heat of his breath sent shivers down my spine and quivers through my pussy. He lightly bites my ear as I feel his hand reach between my legs and his finger slide under my thong. I hear him moan into my ear, and press his hard cock against my lower back when he feels how wet and ready my pussy is. He swings me around. Our eyes lock as I start to unbutton his pants.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

There is nothing like the thrill of public sex. Especially when it’s with a stranger! Recently, my girlfriends and I attended a yoga class held at a local park. I love stretching my body out in the sunshine like that, exposed to the world. And my ass and tits look amazing in the tiny yoga shorts and sports bra I’d chosen for the day.

My friends and I were laughing as we noticed some college guys loitering near our class. We could tell they were enjoying the views. Licking their lips and adjusting their dicks in their gym shorts. There was one younger guy that really caught my eye. Tall and fit, he could not take his eyes off of me.  I winked at him and he quickly looked away but I kept my gaze on him. I moved into downward facing *** pose and as I pushed my ass into the air I stared him down. When he caught my gaze again he didn’t look away. I could see how turned on he was getting watching me bend and stretch. And I could feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. Continue reading “Yoga Class Seduction” →

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

I was waiting for you in the living room when you returned from another “Study group.” Your calendar has been so busy ever since school started back up. I pat the cushion beside me and ask you to have a seat. Then I lean in when you sit down and sniff the air near your shoulder and up along your neck.

“I know you haven’t been studying,” a scowl pulls at my face while looking you up and down. “This morning, I found your OF, and I know you’ve been slinging that cock of yours all over town.”

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

The night at the art gallery had just gone from great to extraordinary when Brent walked through the door. Everyone seemed to know who he was, except me. But once our eyes locked, the evening was off to an exciting start. He made his way through the crowd, two flutes of bubbly in hand. We toast to my friend’s outstanding exhibit right as she appears to introduce us. He owns the gallery and the entire building. No wonder everyone knows him. We talk, mingle, and before we know it, hours have flown by. He asks me up to the rooftop for a nightcap. My friend had to get home so she wouldn’t be joining us.

The long elevator ride to the top was intense. We stood staring into each other’s eyes as the sexual tension between us rose with the elevator. It could only be broken by the opening of the door. My heart was racing. My pussy was so wet. And my clit was throbbing. This man turns me on like no one ever has, just by looking at me. When I look into his eyes, I feel like I’ve known him forever.

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Juicy Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Tonight is my friend’s art exhibit so I’m headed to the art gallery now. I can’t wait see all of her work on display at such an elegant event. I’m beyond proud of her! When I arrive I’m surprised to see that it’s bigger than I’d ever imagined, complete with red carpet, news media, and paparazzi. I’m glad I chose an elegant, sexy, black cocktail dress. It’s a spaghetti strap, slit up the side, exposing my leg and black strappy heels that wrap up my calves.

I make my way in and I’m blown away by her work and the amount of people that are here. My heart stops as the sexiest man I’ve ever seen makes a grand entrance. His black suit fits his perfectly chiseled body like a glove. Everyone seems to know him or at least who he is. All eyes are on him as he makes eye contact, waves, shakes hands, and flashes that million dollar smile. Wow! Who is this man? His eyes meet mine. Did he see me staring? Our eyes are  now locked on each other’s. Without a blink, he grabs two glasses of champagne from the maître d’s tray and heads my way.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been such a long day at the office. The life of a sex therapist can be draining and exhilarating all at once. But the problem is that I think I might be falling for one of my patients. I’ve been trying to fight the feeling for so long. I thought it would subside over time but it’s actually gotten more intense. I’ve been his therapist for almost two years now. Of course I absolutely can’t let him know. He just left. It was my last session of the day. It got me so hot and horny that I’m trying to cool down before I head out.

I’m sitting on the packed shuttle that’s taking me to my car. My mind starts to wander back to our session and our many conversations. He’s in a loveless marriage but he can’t leave because of their intermingled finances and businesses. She won’t even let him touch her and his top love language is physical touch. He’s so lonely and starved for love, attention, and affection. So he comes to me so I can help him find ways to fulfill his needs. He’s shy when it comes to talking to women about his

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BBC Obsession

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

It’s been a few weeks since we spoke about Julie and her BBC Obsession, but I think we’re ready for more. Julie had found herself alone and naked in her room with one of her tutoring students, Devon. It all happened so fast that she barely had any time to process what lead up to this moment.

An innocent girl before all of this but now our sweet, teen Julie sat on her bed beside Devon, and she couldn’t believe what was happening. She had just reached for his cock and felt it get rock hard and start to throb in her hands. Julie had never felt, or even imagined, anything like it before. It was the very first time she’d even touched a cock.

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My New Job

Posted 6 months ago by Julie

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been a couple of months since I started my new job at the Tantric Massage Parlor. I became so into receiving them that I wanted to learn how to give them. So I did. And I absolutely love it! I get to indulge in my edging fetish all day, every day. I get so horny at work all day and then go home and play with my toys while I think about the clients I made cum that day.

It was Hump Day and we have specials. So I had my first couple’s massage. Rico was going to do it with me. We walk into the room and he goes over to the woman’s side of the blankets. And I’m on the man’s. With our hot oil, we begin at their temples. Working our way down their bodies in tandem. This is nice! Judging by their responses, they’re thoroughly enjoying themselves as well. The man opens his eyes and whispers “Can we trade?” “Absolutely!” I whisper back. I motion to Rico to switch sides with me, which he does. The woman smiles up at me as if she’s very pleased that I’m now massaging her.  When I reach between

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It feels so cozy in this pile of blankets. I’m awaiting my tantric massage. The room is lit with dozens of aromatherapy candles, filling the room with the aphrodisiac effects of jasmine and patchouli. I’m so relaxed that I start to doze off. When I open my eyes, Rico is sitting beside me. There is a small ceramic pot of hot oil beside him being warmed over a candle. “Hello Miss Julie” his smile is warm and inviting. “Hello Rico, it’s very nice to meet you” I whisper. “Likewise Julie” he replies.  Then he goes on to explain to me that a tantric massage is a very sensual TOTAL BODY MASSAGE.  I agree to indulge. He gets a tiny drop and rubs it between his hands before beginning at my temples, then to my scalp, forehead, and working his way down my arms and to my legs. His stern but sensual hands leave no muscle untouched. It feels so good and I’m lost in pure ecstasy.

I’m now on my stomach and he’s manipulating every muscle in my back. He works his way down to my glutes and he knows exactly what to do. He’s kneading his way to

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 After a long week, my friend recommended her tantric masseur. She said it would be life changing and the best thing I could do for myself on Self Care Saturday. And after the week that I’d had, it didn’t take much convincing.

Driving up, I wonder if I’m at the right place. It doesn’t look anything like the massage places I usually go to. There are no windows, just very creative and talented graffiti art. Maybe I should text my friend? I wonder, when a woman came out smiling, happy, and carefree. Ok, I guess I am at the right place.

I’m hit with the aroma of incense when I open the door. The room is dark and smoky. A gypsy type woman is behind the counter. Nervously I approach her. “Yes, I’m here to see Rico” my voice quivers. She grins and giggles at my naivety. “Come with me honey” she motions. I follow her through a bead curtain into a dark hallway. She has long, brown, wavy hair, a long, flowy, hippie skirt, bare feet, lots of anklets and toe rings, and she smells like patchouli. There is a dark, old, wooden door at the end of the

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