Thursday, June 21, 2012

LARA RYAN/Lara’s Little Secret




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I don’t like to keep things from my boyfriend Mac. But sometimes a girl needs her little
secrets. My good friend Bree gave me a sex toy to try out. Her boyfriend manufactures them. I had lunch with Bree at her house and she gave me a toy she thought I might like. It was a delicate silver chain complete with nipple clamps, clit clamp, and a little battery pack to make the whole thing vibrate. Bree said it was weird but in a fun way.

 In my bedroom back home, I eyed the delicate silver chain and wondered if I had the nerve to use it. I was lost in thought when Mac cleared his throat from the bedroom doorway. It startled me and like a guilty thief, I spun around, hiding the toy behind my back. It wasn’t that I was embarrassed if Mac saw it; we had drawers of sex toys. It was that I knew he’d want to try it out, and I wasn’t sure I was up for it – it looked like sensation overload to me and I wanted to use it by myself first. If Mac saw it, oh it was going on.

Mac’s warm smile froze. His eyes suddenly got that cop look. Mac is a detective. His
sharp observation of ever-y-thing is a thorn in my side. Mac is easy going, but he does have a possessive streak and lately he was super suspicious of what I was up to – he had a good reason to be suspicious - I was up to a lot of stuff behind his back. I was planning a surprise birthday party for him. I hated keeping things from him. But Mac was a birthday party killjoy.

“Hi, honey, I didn’t know you were home.” I sounded guilty of a serious crime and I was sure I looked guilty. Mac appraised the scene. I swear he could hear the silver chain nestled in my hand. “Hi,” he answered back, but it came out like an accusation. Mac casually leaned his 6
foot 4, 250 pound frame against the doorframe. He raised an inquiring eyebrow at me. I smiled. Years of living with Mac taught me to never volunteer information in just such a situation. I slipped the thin chain into my back pocket. I thought I was clever.


“I guess I will start dinner,” I smiled and headed out the door to scoot by him. “You do that,” Mac smiled back. Then he side-stepped me and completely blocked me. It was aggravating that he could fill a doorway. He reached around my waist and went to fish in my back pocket. I tried to wiggle away. But Mac used a slick cop ninja move on me and the sex toy was out of my pocket and in his hand before I could even get my hands on my hips and say “hey!” A lazy smile curled over his lips as he eyed the clit and nipple clamp toy. I knew that look in his eye. We were going to use that toy and I was going to get a fucking before dinner.

Mac tossed me on the bed and stripped off his clothes. He crashed down beside me and yanked off my jeans. When he couldn’t get the buttons on my shirt open fast enough, he ripped open my shirt and shredded it. My bra and thong got yanked off, too. Mac wanted me completely nude for his pleasure. He got on my tits and sucked them hard so my nipples were at max length for the clamps. Gently he attached the silver prongs. His cock was rock hard and his balls were already high and tight. I massaged his sacks. Mac spit in his hand and rubbed his spit over my pussy until his spit lubed me enough to get juiced up at his eager handling.

“Mmm, this is looking hot,” Mac said. He flicked my clit to bring it up into a harder bud. The silver prongs snugged down on my clit. Mac remembered his manners and gave me a courtesy kiss. And then he turned his attention back to my pussy. He kneeled between my legs and spread my kitty apart with one hand so he could watch. With his thumb, he nudged the vibrator switch to low.

“Mmm, wow,” I gasped as the toy vibrated my clit and nipples. Mac whacked his rock hard cock against the inside of my thigh as he watched my clit being jiggled and wiggled. Then he swept his eyes to my tits. “Lift your tits higher,” Mac said. “Make them mound how I like,” he demanded. My tits are so big I can’t get my hands around them. I pushed my tits together from underneath so they sat like two mountain peaks. The silver nipple clamps worked my stiff nipples. Mac amped the vibrator up another notch.

“I’m close to coming,” Mac grunted. “As soon as I get in you, I’m going to blow my load.” He lifted my legs into a wide V so he could see the clit clamp working my pink jellybean. “Go, baby,” I said. “Get it.” Mac shoved his cock into my pussy. He pumped hard and deep. I felt and heard his balls slapping against my ass he was pumping so wildly. Then he arched his neck; his eyes rolled back as he grunted and blew his heavy load. He pumped until he wrung out his cock. Then he kept pumping his cock into my pussy in one final hard fucking to get the last drop before he collapsed over me.

Mac switched off the vibrator and kissed my shoulder. “I love you, Lara, but you’re going to be the death of me,” he said. And then as an afterthought, he added. “And I’ll get to the bottom of your other shenanigans, too” he assured me.

“Doubtful detective, I have ways to keep you distracted,” I said and tongued his nipple.
Mac quickly flipped the vibrator to on.  I gasped and arched. He just as quickly shut it
 off. “Two can play that game,” he chuckled.




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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

The French Tutor


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As a French exchange student, I’m always looking for ways to make money under the table while I finish up my master’s degree at a university in America so I answered an ad for a French tutor that was a native speaker.  The job paid fifty bucks an hour and I was eager to get the job.  At 8pm I knocked on the door of a high end condo overlooking the ocean.  The door opened and I couldn’t believe my luck; I had no idea from our email exchanges it was this BryanBryan from my econ class stood there looking confident and hot.  His smoky green eyes twinkled and a lazy smile told me he was pleased I was standing on his doorstep.