Double Play part 2

“You have such smooth skin” Jade told Donna, tracing her finger tips along the top of Donnas’ thigh, down to her knee and back. “Do you like that?” she asked. Donna simply let out a faint “Uh huh” and leaned back a little. Jade said “good, I’m glad” and started her fingers on a journey towards Donnas’ inner thigh, still lightly tracing, watching for Donnas’ response.

The club was at full capacity now, filled with bodies of undulating on the dance floor. They were coming in and out of focus, caused by the fog machines and strobe lights, making a surreal spectacle for Donna. She thought she saw Rob dancing, but couldn’t be sure. She wasn’t sure of anything right now, except that she was feeling things she had never felt before. Jades fingers had now worked their way to the lace embroidery of Donnas’ panty. With her index finger, Jade grazed the thin fabric, tracing the outline of Donnas’ now swollen pussy lips. Donna showed her approval by opening her legs for Jade. With her index finger, she pulled Donnas’ panty to the side, and with her middle finger, touched the moist, warm flesh of Donnas’ clit. Fully engorged now, she was at the point of no return. Donna slid her thumbs into the sides of her panty, sliding them down and off, leaving them on the floor under the table. Now much more relaxed and in that zone, when every touch feels amazing, Donna welcomed Jades continued exploration. Jade directed Donnas’ gaze toward her by the guiding of her chin by her finger, and looked into her eyes. This time, as jade pulled herself closer, Donna met her lips with hers. Jades lips were so soft, like tiny warm pillows, and she parted hers just enough to expose her tongue. Jade had no qualms, and met Donnas’ tongue with her own. Before Donna could wrap her head around how aroused she was becoming, Jades middle finger slid slowly into Donnas’ waiting kitty. Her head was spinning, and she closed her eyes and whispered to Jade, “Make me cum.” Without a word Jade pulled out a little toy from her purse, and with the skill of an artist, began to paint a masterpiece on Donnas’ canvas. Jade worked the toy in and out of Donna, massaging her clit in orchestra-like precision. It didn’t take Donna long to cum, since she was already in a heightened state of arousal. She came twice in a five minute span, and Jade seemed to be right with her, the flushed look of a fresh orgasm on her face. They both sat there for a few moments to gather themselves. Jade broke the silence by asking Donna “what did you think?” “About what?” Donna said, breaking into an all out laughter. “Actually” Donna said, “That was incredible!” Jade smiled and Donna asked “Do you seduce women often?” “Actually, you’re the first” Jade responded. “My husband and I had been discussing fantasies, and we both thought it would be hot if we went to an upscale club and seduce someone. I saw you at the bar, and was very attracted to you.” “Well, Donna said, I’m glad you chose me!”

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Double Play..... a little sample.

“That looks amazing!” J said to Donna. The way your corset lifts your breasts like two scoops of vanilla ice cream makes we want a lick.” Donna offered a sinister chuckle, and secretly hoped the men (and women) at the club would feel the same way. The girls were having a nite out, and were ready for some excitement. In addition to Donnas’ black, satin corset, she also wore what appeared to a size too small pink miniskirt that stretched and hugged every inch of her ass. It left very little to the imagination; actually, if you looked close enough, you could see the embossed Victoria’s Secret pressing through from the lettering on her thong. Completing her outfit was a pair of 5 inch patent leather stiletto’s, with a long pointed toe, reminiscent of the devil’s hoof… a sign of things to come perhaps.
Donna and J had the last of three shots of Jaeger before leaving Donnas’ house and heading to the club. The drive down Kalakawa Ave. was pleasant. Always is in the balmy night air of Hawaii. The humidity was thick, and she smiled as she remembered the new product for her hair J had given her. She also felt a twinge in her stomach as she flashed back to how good it felt when J ran her fingers full of product through Donnas’ hair; both were naked after showering…

Turning the Sebring convertible into the parking lot of Level 4 was always fun for Donna. “I wonder who will be here tonight” she mused as she scanned the area for cars she knew. Walking up the dimly Palm tree lined path to the club’s entrance; she saw the car of a new friends she had been chatting up at the gym. His name was Rob, and he reminded her of an older Colin Farrell. Her grin blossomed into a smile as she thought of tonight’s possibilities...

Dinner Plans..... to be continued.

Ben was swirling the scotch on the rocks, watching the amber liquid dancing off the small cubes of ice, as they clinked on the side of the glass when Monica and Sara returned. Needless to say, Ben was pleasantly surprised, as though this wasn’t the first time his wife returned with a new friend. Sara was seated next to Ben by Monica, and Monica sat next to Sara. Still visibly flushed and her heartbeat still racing from the restroom meeting, Sara raised her glass to her plump, red lips and took a good long swallow of her Cosmo.

The events of the evening so far had Sara’s head swimming, and her body was beginning to respond in a way that was very new to her. To be visibly aroused in a public place was a sort of intoxication of its own, and the drinks were beginning to remove her previous inhibitions. Ben had ordered an expensive bottle of wine, not knowing Monica had a plan of her own. The wine arrived, and Ben suggested they take it outside. This seemed like a great idea, especially since there was a Romanesque courtyard at the hotel. The night air was cool and crisp, with an endless canopy of stars, tiny luminescent dots providing just a little light. Luscious greenery was everywhere, so where Grecian columns, statues and a few tent-like objects. These were very interesting, as they were four walls of a translucent maroon material with a few sconces bearing a warming gas flame inside. Also inside were a large round bed covered in rich, red velvet and a matching loveseat. The three of them walked around the courtyard a bit, getting to know each other a little………

Halftime.... a sample of my latest story

Laying the lingerie laden bags on the bed, her mind began to drift towards a conversation her and her husband had awhile back. They were playing a little game called “Who would you Fuck.” During the game, Christiana mentioned how hot she thought Larry was. He was, after all, tall and very athletic, and most appealing was the fact that he was black. Besides his physical attributes, he was the life of the party; charming with a great sense of humor. Doug knew he made Christina hot; and that actually excited him.
Christina snapped out of her little daydream by the sound of Doug’s voice. He was calling from the other room and said “Hey baby, can you make some of your famous wings?” Then Larry chimed in with “Maybe you can model some of that stuff in the Frederick’s bag too!” Both men laughed and continued watching their game. Christina made her way into the kitchen, and proceeded to cover a few baking sheets with her famous buffalo wings that were marinating overnight in her homemade sauce. Opening the oven door with a potholder, she grabbed a tray and slid it on an oven rack, followed by the other tray. Setting the timer for an hour, she went back to the bedroom to unpack her shopping bags.

Laying her new outfits on the bed, Christine started to become a little flushed. She was seriously thinking of going out there in lingerie and seeing the reaction of the guys. She did have a fishnet body stocking in mind, perhaps with black “stripper shoes”. The outfit left little to the imagination, and she wondered if she really went though with the dare, what would be the outcome. As she paced back and forth, softly biting on her index finger, she heard the guys yell again. “It’s half time, we want a show!” With a stamp of her bare foot on the carpeted floor, Christine picked up the body suit...

Ghost Whisperer irony

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