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Chance Encounters: After Party

2011-12-16T08:15:00.000-08:00

It was a hot night at the office, and the end of a long and drawn out case. It was Lynch v. Wade in a fraud suit. Lynch won. She was our client. I hate seeing a woman get fucked over in a business partnership and I put my whole heart and soul into this case. Without my help, Dan, the the lead lawyer in the case wouldn't of had all of the pieces to the puzzle. I was the one who turned up the final piece of evidence that swayed the jury. I was determined to show Dan that I was going to be a real asset to the firm. I also wanted to see that sexy glint in his eyes when I plopped the folder with my research on his desk. The sexual tension between us was driving me insane.

I knew Dan had a thing for me. Over the many late night research sessions at the office, he would break the serious mood at times and throw some pretty forward remarks my way. I also knew he wasn't getting any sex either. His girlfriend moved back to Michigan for work. After several months of work on this case and time to refocus, he said he was over it. Again, he shot an interesting glance my way.

Five long months and no life, but the case was won. I was burnt out, tired and excited all in the same moment. It was a nice surprise when the boys at the office threw Dan and I an impromptu party at Bixx, the local jazz club, to celebrate. It would also be nice to see Dan unbutton that shirt, loosen his tie and knock back a scotch or two.

Dan insisted we drive in together and walk in as a "team." He said he wanted to share the group applause with me, so he waited as I freshened up at the office. How sweet. As I left my office and turned to lock the door, Dan's hard body moved in and pressed against my back and his strong arms encircled my waist.

"I'll miss working with you at night, Victoria. I couldn't have made it without you." He softly kissed my neck.

I could feel the color pump to my face. My pussy began to twitch and I could feel it pulse. I reached behind and touched the back of his neck and leaned into him.
Without a word, I let him know with my body that I wanted him.I moved my ass firmly into his crotch. He turned me around and pulled me into a deep, hungry kiss.

My head was swimming as he devoured my mouth with his. The heat between my legs, inside of my cunt was to the limit. After months of fingering my pussy over this man, now he was mine for the taking. I wanted to drag it out.

I maneuvered myself away from him and pulled back. I fell against the door. We stood silent, both blown away at what just happened. Spontaneous combustion.

He raked his hand through his thick hair. "Vick, you are so fucking amazing. I've have wanted to kiss you since we first met."

I bit my lip and played coy. Then I glanced at my watch and pretended to study it, then moved in for another quick kiss. I let my hand slip down and glide over his hard cock, now straining against his zipper.
Through my kiss, through my touch, I let him know this night wasn't over.
But for now...court was adjourned.

To be continued...

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Chance Encounters: Tori Strikes Back

2011-12-08T14:25:00.000-08:00

I put my fingers to my mouth...
I tasted ready.

It had been some time since I had seen Steve. We dated on and off several years ago, when I was young and stupid. I made a fool of myself one too many times, trying to shock him with my public acts of affection. I was a little ahead of my time. I mean, when I saw Angelina and Billy Bob on the Red Carpet all those years ago, I could totally relate. But even Angelina calmed down and is a decent woman.

Steve quickly grew tired of my crazy exhibitionist ways and I lost him. After a deep depression, I put the crazy, outwardly sexual Tori on the shelf and became a corporate drone. I emerged as a new woman; Victoria. The Ann Taylor suit wearing proper gal who blended in. But the Genie can only stay in the bottle for so long.

As I drove to the bar to meet Steve, I couldn't help but wonder why he wanted to see me after all of these years. We struck up an innocent "chat" after he friended me on Facebook a few weeks ago and have been chatting on a regular basis. I made sure he always initiated the conversation. As the days went on, our exchanges became a little more personal. Yes, he could see I was "single" and interested in "men" on my profile. Of course, he most likely browsed through my photo album and saw me in that hot pink bikini all tanned and sexy on my Maui trip.

Why would my former lover of 7 hot, wet months who left me flat for a court reporter 3-years ago want to see me now? He never gave me the courtesy of an explanation. He just vanished out of my life. Cocksucker broke my heart! Maybe tonight he wanted to explain himself. The prick lawyer had a conscience after all. Whatever! I swallowed my bitterness, bit the proverbial bait, and said "of course" when he asked to meet for a drink.

The thought of seeing him again still made my pussy wet and my tits tingle with the thought of that amazing cock. Made my mouth water just think'en 'bout it!
I slid my skirt up as I rounded the final turn to the restaurant, gave my clit a little nudge, then slipped a finger inside. I taste ready for all this evening has to offer, I though to myself, as I licked the wetness from my finger.

It was 7pm sharp and the sun was just setting. I wondered if Steve looked as good as he had last time I saw him. As I pulled into the lot to park, I could see him get out of his car and head inside. At 6'6", he was a little hard to miss.

Once I entered the bar, I felt the men look my way. Maybe it was the fact that I had that scent of sexuality vibrating through me. It could be the way my skirt skimmed over my ass, hugging it softly and cupping under my curves. Maybe it was that up swept hair do and glasses thing -- ala' Sarah Palin. I have no clue. All I knew was as soon as Steve and I locked eyes, there was no hiding it.

SEX was spelled out all over his delicious smile. Tonight, he was mine.

Hot. Forceful. Erotic. That's the way sex should be in the stall of the men’s' room.

No sooner did we finish our first drink, that on cue, he fell into my trap. The surprising thing was that I was the one who wanted to go off to his place, my place, ANY place to fuck. He was the one who wanted it fast and NOW! I knew he wanted to see me for sex, and that was fine with me. You see, I had a plan. My plan to finish some unfinished business.

I let him go to the back of the bar first, enter the men's room, then I followed a few minutes behind. His pants were already unbuttoned when I came into the tiny stall. There were no panties to remove. Nothing to get in the way of his fingers. His mouth. His cock. I sucked his breath in as his mouth came hard onto mine.

The taste of scotch made his forceful kiss even more erotic. The kisses landed on my lips, my neck and trailed to my tits. He yanked my shirt out of my waist band and seized my breast, pulling the nipple up from the top of my bra.

His cock was straining and I knew my lips needed to be around it. My pussy needed it more. With one quick move, I turned the tables and took control.

Steve could care less that I ripped the top button of his expensive suit pants. With ease, this pant legs hit the floor and my mouth went right for that aching cock. Just a taste, I thought, to bring him to the brink. All I needed was a few deep slow moves inside of my mouth and that was all. After a swirl of my tongue around the head, he was already throbbing.

I left his cock and pushed him down to get his face right on my pussy. His thick fingers shot inside of my now burning cunt and drilled me ever so deep. My back arched to take more. I rocked my hips into his face, grabbed his arm and fucked his hand like it was a cock. Just as I was about to cum, I pulled away.

"Give it to me, Steve. I want you to fill me up with that sweet cock." My breath came out is spasms underneath my intense arousal.

"I have wanted to fuck this pussy, your sweet pussy."

"Take it, baby." My hips moved in an even rhythm and I tightened my pussy muscles around his cock to intensify the sensation. "Take it and fuck me."

He was in to the balls. I could feel them slap against my ass. The feeling of having my tight little cunt complete stretched, our groans and the sound of balls hitting my flesh mixed together to take me to the boiling point. A hot bolt shot through me. I shivered and convulsed. I heard my pussy juice hit the floor and felt it drip down on me. On us.

I pulled him out and caught my breath.

"Baby, did I hurt you? Fuck, you came hard." He was covered in sweat, his pants soaked wet from my juice.

Before I could respond, Steve grabbed my hips and pulled my pussy towards his engorged cock. I backed away... far away... and stood silent.

"Tori. What's wrong? I'm just about to cum."

"It's Victoria." I shot back, as I dressed and snatched my purse by his leg.

"What the fuck is this...I..we were" He looked dumbfounded.
"It was so good fucking you, Steve?" I cut in.

Then I walked out without any explanation. I smirked as I saw his dick getting flacid in his hand.

I sat in front of the computer and booted up. Men. So predictable. So easily toyed with. I laughed out loud as I pictured Steve, dick in hand, alone in the men's room jerking off. I left him wondering what the fuck just happened. Then, with a click of the mouse, I hit "unfriend" on Facebook then "blocked" him. And just like that; I erased him from my life. FOREVER!

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Chance Encounters: CorkScrew

2011-12-04T14:33:00.000-08:00

I needed to have that
that fat cock buried inside of me...

She couldn't figure out why, but she knew the bartender had a thing for her. This was unexpected, especially since she always arrived in a bad mood and was purposely rude to him. The Cellar was an out of the way wine bar that Victoria would go when she needed to shake things off before heading home. She “vanted to be alone,” and let everyone in her path at least read that from her aura.

When Paul, the bartender, started giving her those tell-tale “moon eyes” and refilling her glass of cabernet for free, she knew he had it for her. But tonight... well tonight was different. She had a bitch of a day at the office and needed more than just a glass of wine to shake things off.

The office was in turmoil. The temporary assistant had no clue how to manage the appointments or answer more than one call at a time. She was a twit, and all she had going for her, Victoria reasoned, was a big set of fake tits and a pretty baby doll face. Exactly the reason she was hired.

After the initial honeymoon phase wore off and the partners realized she was worthless, she was given her pink slip and released. Unfortunately, this took a week, and now the office was worse off than before she came on board. Now guess who has to do damage control?

“Fuck it. I deserve to let off some steam tonight,” Victoria mumbled as she put her mouth to the rim of her now nearly empty glass. Like clockwork, Paul came sauntering over. But this time, Victoria licked her lips, moved her eyes across his body and dropped her gaze to meet his.

“So, Paul, it’s calm tonight. I imagine to warm weather has everyone closer to the beach.”

Paul moved in closer, propped his foot up on a stool, and leaned on the bar. “We have the terrace, which is about 10 degrees cooler. People come in later after the sun sets and the ground cools down,” he said, while refilling her wine glass on cue.

She noticed the sun highlighted his classically handsome features. His beautiful blue eyes were framed with unusually long lashes. They met hers briefly, then broke away when he looked over his shoulder towards an approaching customer. “I’ll be right back.” He let his look linger over her and drop to her breasts.

Victoria never really gave it much thought, but Paul was a very attractive man. He looked really good in his clothes and filled his jeans well. His ass was firm and from the way his crisp white dress shirt was cut to fit his body, he worked out too. This could be interesting, she thought to herself, peering over her glass and watching his every move. An image of his shirtless body flashed in her mind. Very interesting.

She felt the familiar tingle flash between her legs, causing her to involuntarily smooth her skirt. She let her hand linger over her crotch, and beneath the safety of the bar ledge, she stroked her pussy with her thumb. She pulled away when Paul approached her again. He placed his hands astride on the bar and leaned in.

“So Paul, I hear you have an underground wine cellar with over 5000 bottles, is that right?” she asked timidly, stroking the top of his hand back and forth with her thumb.

“We do!" Paul proclaimed. His face lifted. "And we offer wine storage for our customers.” His eyes lit up like a pinball machine, looking pleased at himself for finally getting her attention.

“I would love to see It.” She felt her nipples harden under her blouse.
Paul froze for a beat, then bit his lower lip. His eyes moved from Victoria's, to her breasts. Her nipples were now poking through her thin blouse.

“I’ll get someone to cover for me and give you a special tour,” he said with a wink.

They descended the tiny staircase leading into the cellar, making small talk along the way. Once at the bottom, Victoria realized she sent her message loud and clear.

Paul gently pressed her against the wall and moved his body into hers. He moved her hair away from her face and kissed her neck, tracing an outline down to the top of her breast.

Their lips met with an anxious hunger, seeking to explore what each other offered. Victoria felt so small next to his muscular frame. She moved her body to press into his cock, now straining against his jeans.

Paul’s strong hands caressed the sides of her waist, while his thumb teased her nipple under her thin silk blouse. Victoria breathed in and exhaled, then moved her lips to his in a hungry kiss.

Victoria felt her heat rise and her pussy now simmered and pulsed. Paul maneuvered her legs slightly apart, then pulled her slender body closer to his, rhythmical moving her pussy back and forth against his knee. “He’s done this act many times before,” she thought, not caring that she was just one horny girl out of dozens he’s fucked in this Cellar.

He unbuttoned her blouse with precision, and moved his mouth to her nipple, flicking it with his tongue and gently biting the tip. In a quick motion, he dropped to one knee, pushed her skirt up and yanked her now damp g-string aside. His mouth gently licked and stroked her pussy, while his fingers vibrated over her swollen clit.

“Oh fuck yes…oh yeah.” she yelped, in response to his expert attention given to her clit.

She latched her arms around his strong neck and hung on for the ride. With a fierce pace, she moved her pussy hard against his face. In a sudden, almost violent quake of pleasure, she arched her back, then plunged into an endless wave of ecstasy.

Paul kissed her thighs and licked her back and forth, taking in all of her wetness. She rode the wave and held herself tight against him while he continued to rock her.

“That’s it baby, just let it go,” he said in a low breathless voice.

Victoria could feel her heart pounding like a drum, and her breathing strain. Paul softly strummed her clit, his finger still thrusting us inside of her throbbing pussy. That eager tongue flicking across her engorged lips and darting inside of her inviting cunt. She fought to catch her breath as the wave rippled through her again.

When her body finally calmed, Paul moved up, and put his mouth to hers in a hungry kiss. Victoria loved the taste of her pussy. That, mixed with his scent, made her passion rise again. From the size of the bulge pressing against her thigh, she knew she had to taste his cock.

In a swift motion, she unbuttoned Paul’s shirt, pulled it away, and just for a second, admired his lightly tanned, sculpted chest.

Wasting no time, she unbuttoned his pants and gently tugged his trousers down, letting them drop to the floor. She gently leaned him against the wall, slinked down on one knee, and placed her hot mouth on his still rigid cock. She exhaled deeply, letting the warmth of her breath travel across the fabric of his Calvin’s, through to his hard mound.

“Victoria oh God, I…” he started to sigh before she yanked his cock free from the fabric. He gently placed a hand on her head, and began to stroke her hair, then looked down to watch, as she moved her tongue around the tip.

Victoria caressed his length with one hand and encircled the tip with her tongue. Once the tip grew a bead of wetness, she stroked him with gentle motions, then teased the tip of his now engorged cock with her breasts. When they couldn’t stand it any longer, she plunged him into her hot and eager mouth. As she stroked his shaft with her hand, she took in all she could, enjoying the slight reflex as he reached the back of her throat.

Reading his body, she knew he was about to come, so she backed off. Once he cooled down, she picked up the speed of her strokes to get him to climb the wave again. She teased him, brought him to the brink, and then pulled him back again. She kept him teetering on the edge until his sighs told her he couldn’t stand it any longer.

" I need that cock inside of me," she said, holding the thick shaft in her hand.
Paul pulled her by the arm, spun her around and in one swift trust, slammed his cock in her cunt, now burning to an almost unbearable level.

The heat growing inside of Paul was building inside of her as well. She wanted to come with him this time. She quickly reached down and touched her clit with one hand. After a moment of fingering her clit, and that power of his invasive cock pumping into her, she started cumming in a fierce breathless wave.

She instinctively pulled his now throbbing cock halfway out and wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the shaft. Partly to keep him from cumming, but mostly to feel the head press against her g-spot.

"I'm not gonna miss this," Victoria said, knowing she needed to finish Paul off. She pulled him out and dropped down to her knee and gripped her lips on his cock. She rhythmically worked the length of his long, slick shaft with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. When he came, Victoria took every drop in, and in one motion, swallowed him down. As he came, she plunged four fingers into her pussy and with her thumb, worked her clit. She rocked her hips and within seconds, fell into another mind-blowing orgasm.

After taking a moment to catch his breath and let his legs stop shaking, he pulled her up to him. He kissed her deeply, then gently took her other hand and brought it to his mouth to savor the taste of her.

After a moment, Paul pulled her mouth from his. “Fuck, Victoria, I have never seen a women come so many times," he said, kissing her hair and smoothing the strays from her face.

She said nothing and moved away to put her clothes on.

"I’ve been watching you for a few months and not so much as a hello from you,” he said, pulling his clothes back on too.

With a coy smile, she gave him a sidelong glance. “We women are full of surprises.” she paused to button her blouse. “And secrets,” she added after a thought.

“Look, I’ll go up first,” Victoria said. She blew him a kiss then started up the stairs.

Once on top, she took down the last of her wine, then placed a large bill under the glass and slipped out the front door.

“I think I’ve just found a better way to work off some steam,” she thought to herself with a satisfied smile, then took a deep breath and welcomed the crisp night air.

Chance Encounters: Walls of Passion

2011-12-04T13:51:00.000-08:00

I pulled my panties aside and
went to work on myself.

Victoria closed her eyes and let her head drop back against the elevator wall. Exhaling breathlessly, she watched the heavy doors close and punched “L”. She was thankful the long hot day was over. The power went off several times that afternoon and the room full of bickering lawyers seemed to vent their frustration on her.

“We need some ice in here,” one of them snapped.

“Vic, did you call maintenance on this. We can’t hold the Sandler meeting in this sweatbox, now can we?” another demanded.

The bitch of it all was that although she was a junior on the team, she was still a lawyer. Why she was stuck covering for the office assistant out on sudden medical leave was beyond her. Next week, she thought, it will all be better next week. Until then, she licked her lips and let a curious smile spread across her face; she would now have a valid excuse to pop into Gavin Steele’s office.

Gavin. The way he looked in his perfectly tailored Armani suit, the sound of his velvety voice, the way he moved with his long, athletic body. Now that was payment enough for taking on the drudgery of substituting for the assistant. Her nipples became hot and tingly at the thought of Gavin. Her pussy got that old familiar hot feeling. She let her hand slip into her blouse and graze her skin.

The elevator jerked to a stop at the 20^th floor, yanking Victoria out of her fantasy. She pulled her hand out from the top of her breast, tossed her bangs away from her eyes, and was ready for the door to open. Eyes fixed on the door; she wondered who would still be here at this hour, thinking she was the only crazy one without a life working past 6pm on a Friday night. If she didn’t have Pilates that evening, she would have stayed longer to help the partners touch up a presentation. However, she needed to get away and let off some steam, or at the very least, relax.

She waited a beat, then wrinkled her brow at the still closed doors. Biting her lip, she realized that the sudden jolt meant the power was out yet again. “Son of a bitch.” Victoria started hitting the buttons, any button to try to get the car to move again. She punched the alarm. Nothing. The emergency phone. Dead.

“Help…help,” she called out, pounding her hand like a gavel on the elevator doors. There was no answer. Nothing but the echo of her screams and the pounding of her heart that was now somewhere in the base of her throat. She knew her cell would not get reception, but she reluctantly tried it anyway. “Useless piece of shit.” She plopped it back in the bag with a thud.

The air in the elevator car grew thick and warm. If she were going to be trapped, she reasoned, she was glad she was alone and that she had at the very least, half a bottle of Evian to get her through. She slid down the wall of the car and sat on the cool floor. She sat there, looking up, hoping that someone would find her before long. She wondered if Gavin was somewhere in the building, or maybe even in another car, stranded just like she was. She pondered that thought over and over in her mind until she slipped into a soft…breathless… sleep.

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Gavin returned to the terrace with the bottle of wine. His sculpted arms pulsed with each twist of the corkscrew. Victoria slowly angled herself behind him and in a low graceful maneuver; reached her arms beneath his and arched her body in. She pressed her now swollen breasts into his back and let her fingers glide across his chest as though she were admiring the surface of something beautiful. She kissed his shoulder. With a touch that barely made contact with his clothes, she traced her finger around the outline of his cock. He welcomed her touch, and turned his neck, leaning back to kiss her.

Her finger continued to trace the outline of his now swollen shaft.“I want to kiss you here,” she whispered.

Gavin set the glasses down and turned into her. Victoria’s soft kisses and slow thoughtful caresses sent the very signal he needed. With both hands, he smoothed the sides of her hair and brought her face towards his.

“Victoria, I…,” he broke off and swallowed hard. “I am so fucking hot for you right now.”
She was hoping to hear something more profound, like, "You are so beautiful, or I have wanted you since I first saw you last month.” She pushed her disappointment aside and instead focused on the hunger that burned through her skin.

“I want you ... I need all of you,” she cooed playfully in his ear, while moving her hand over his bulge.

Victoria eagerly kissed him and let herself go limp. She pulled her body against his and pressed her pussy into his still rising bulge. She held herself there, and rocked into him, almost anticipating the overwhelming feeling she would have once he finally was inside her.

Lips crashing together, breath mixing in an intoxicating heat, their hands searched for skin, any access point through the barrier of their clothes. With every breath, he drew her in. Trying to quicken the pace, she found the waistband of his pants and eagerly slipped her hand inside, then ran her fingers towards his back. Her hunger was on overdrive. Feeling the fabric strain, she unfastened the front button and eased his pants down his hard muscular thighs.

Gavin gently stopped her hands and pulled them to his lips. “Not so fast. Let’s take our time with this, baby. We have tonight…and more.” With that, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the big sleigh bed, where he slowly placed her down.

With strong hands, Gavin undid the buttons of her flimsy top and moved his lips to travel across her long graceful neck. With each soft movement of his hands over her body, she felt her heat rise and a wetness stir from within. Victoria moved her hips into his thigh. Gavin sensed her urgency, and picked up his pace to meet hers. A shiver shot through her spine as she felt the tiny piece of damp fabric easing its way out of her pussy as he pulled her tiny g-string aside.

“Not yet, not now, Gavin.” She waited a month for this moment and she suddenly wanted to drag out her pleasure.

Ignoring her, he gently moved his hand across her thigh and slid a finger inside of her. He stroked her in her upper most spot, and within seconds, she writhing and dripping. When she was about to come, he moved his mouth into her pussy and met her rhythm with his tongue.

“Oh Gavin, “she murmured, and moved her hips into him. The nights she spend fantasizing about this was nothing in comparison to now.

He stroked harder with his finger and savored her wetness with his tongue. Victoria ached, literally ached to have Gavin slips his cock inside of her now. The thought of that initial shiver sent her writhing more.

“I want you…I want to feel you Gavin.” she whispered.

Gavin moved up and kissed her deep, then slowly, oh so slowly, began to ease his cock inside of her. The exquisite feeling of being completely filled by him took her to a new plane.

She arched he neck back and a low moan arose from deep within. Words were flowing from her mouth but the meaning was lost. With one hand, Gavin caressed her body, with the other, he encircled her under the waist, then pulled her up tighter to fill her deeper than she had ever been before. He wanted all of her and he showed it through his every touch.

Victoria pulled his cock slight out, then moved to encourage the tip of to touch her in her uppermost spot again. Now part way in, part way out, he instinctively knew how to please her. He held himself against her firm center for a moment, pressing his tip against her swelling lump. She tightened herself around him and quickly released, rocking in a slow, intense rhythm.

Sensing her peak, she quickened her movement, and then in one final pulse, she pushed Gavin’s now swollen cock out of her and motioned him towards her aching pussy. Knowing her need, he worked his fingers inside of her again, probing the spot until her swollen lips locked around his thrusting finger.

She arched upward and heard herself call out his name. A quick chill ran through her body as her pussy throbbed with pressure, then released. She felt the warmth start to pool beneath her, and in a quick response, Gavin shot his mouth around her pulsing lips to take in her every drop.

“No one, Gavin, no one could ever do what you do to me,” Victoria said through deep and then shallow breaths. The room was swirling around her and she could barely hear her own words through her pleasure induced haze.

“I want to be the only one to make you come like this,” he said while he caressed her swollen lips with his tongue, trying to catch the last bit of wetness.

Now breathless, not even knowing if she had the energy to respond again, she raised her head from the bed and watched as Gavin stroked and teased her again with his tongue. The heat swelled inside of her and in a quick wave, she felt herself pulse and throb again in response. Now holding on to his shoulders, she rocked back and forth until her second wave settled, then subsided. Limp and satisfied, Victoria dropped her head back in surrender.

The pounding on the elevator door brought her back. “Is anyone in there? Is anyone inside?” The voice yelled out.

“Yes…yes, she mumbled.” She pulled her skirt back down, got to her feet and pounded on the door. “Yes, It’s Victoria Ellis, ..I’m..I’m from Miles, O ‘Brien and, she hesitated, and welcomed the tingle between her thighs. “…and Steele.” She felt her voice catch, the color rush to her face.

“Well have you out in a minute.” Are you hurt?”

Laughing curiously, she eyed the tangled g-string lying on the floor by her bag. “No. I’m fine. I’m more than fine.”

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I kissed a girl. Am I a lesbian or bi-curious?

2011-12-02T10:47:00.000-08:00

Am I bi-curious if I kissed a girl?

It happened so suddenly. Ha! Not really. I saw her and she saw me and we just needed an excuse to touch one another. It was so innocent. But maybe not. Come to think of it, about 90% of the time I am getting myself off, I have a fantasy about being with a woman. YES, that's right. I am touching her, fingering her clit while thrusting my fingers frantically inside and out of her warm, slippery pussy.

As I am deep in my fantasy, imagining myself going crazy on her pussy with my fingers and tongue, I am working myself simultaneously in to a frenzy. Just as her hips rise off of the floor and she shudders, and cries out my name..."oh Bebe!" She cums hard and her heart beats out of her chest. I squeeze her tits and grip her nipple between my fingertips to give just the right amount of pleasure and pain! We come together in my sexy little dream.

I have always fantasized about women, and had a few close encounters But never a full-on fuck session...at least not yet!

I think Tina and I, the girl whom I innocently met at the party may be the my first lesbian experience. We were at the party, and both smoking from this Hookah. Between the yummy cocktails, and the way her nipples poked through her paper thin blouse, I felt that old familiar heat rising, no burning in my pussy. She must have caught my scent, because after our first few hits off of that velvety smoke, she leaned over and pulled me towards her and we were in a Hoohah passing lip lock! At first, I was taken by surprise. After a beat, I just inhaled her smoke and let it linger in my mouth. I exhaled with my head pointed towards the sky, and tried to hide the shocked look on my face. I looked back down and my gaze locked dead on with her emerald eyes.

Now it was my turn. I took a deep drag off of that pipe, and exhaled a bit of the smoke. I was not sure if I should automatically pull her in or just write her "smoke kiss" off as a one time delight. Sensing my apprehension, she broke my train of thought and pulled me in. This time, she slipped me the tongue! Holy fuck. My first Hookah Kiss!

My first smoke kiss

It came so naturally. We continued to suck on the Hookah, and on each other. It was like we were in our own little world. After a few plays at passing the smoke, we just let the pipe run dry and proceeded to kiss...with no smoke screen at all.

I so wanted to touch her tits, let my hand drop down between her thighs and feel her hot pussy beneath those Hudson Jeans. Fuck, she looked so good. But, we were in public, and it was a party and I wasn't on a business trip in a far away place where I could fuck under an alias (like Sasha!) I was Bebe, for crying out loud! So, I pulled away, gave her a wink and suggested we get back to the party before we were missed.
While fluffing our hair and touching up our lips, we exchanged a "knowing smile" and slipped one another our business cards. We went our separate ways.

Kristin Davis is Sexy

I kissed a girl and wonder...am I a lesbian or just bi-curious? I do love men, but sometimes think a woman with a frisky personality like mine is just so sexy!! I mean Angelina Jolie and Kristin Davis from Sex and the City are my two fantasy lesbian loves. Why pick a team, when I could continue to explore the best of both worlds. At least in my mind.

I would love to see Tina again. I think of her often. I wonder if she still thinks of me. Perhaps I will call her. But for now, she will just be the subject of my fantasies.
I kissed a girl and I liked it. The taste of her cherry Chapstick. I kissed a girl just to try it. I hope my boyfriend don't mind it ...

Erotica...with Love from bebe

2011-12-01T19:16:00.000-08:00

It's bebe for crying out loud!!!

My new e-book preview has just launched. If you love my blog, buy my e-book (e for Erotica) due out in Spring in 2012.

Chance Encounters: Preview:

Victoria McCall loves sex. She sees each day as an opportunity to satisfy her desires. I love to meet with her each week as she shares her sexy tales with me over a cocktail ...or two. Though the names were changed to protect the innocent, these accounts based on the truth…with a little bit of Bebe sprinkled in for good measure.

Enjoy this preview!

xxox

Bebe St. Croix
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Corkscrew

Paul’s strong hands caressed the sides of her waist, while his thumb teased her nipple under her thin silk blouse. Victoria breathed in and exhaled, then moved her lips to his in a hungry kiss.

“Oh fuck yes…oh yeah.” she yelped, in response to his expert attention given to her clit.

She latched her arms around his strong neck and hung on for the ride. With a fierce pace, he moved her pussy hard against his face. In a sudden, almost violent quake of pleasure, she arched her back, then plunged into an endless wave of ecstasy.

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Stuff my Stalking: Glass Candy Cane Fuck Toy

2011-12-01T08:22:00.000-08:00

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All Men Love getting Head

2011-11-23T15:21:00.000-08:00

All men love getting head. If your man says he doesn't care one way or the other, than you're not doing it right. It is an easy to learn art...if you put your mind to it.
My man LOVES and I do mean LOVES head. I knew my cooking wouldn't win him over, but I was quite confident that my dick sucking skills would.

Let's face it, there is nothing that compares to having your pussy licked and fingered (either by yourself or your lover) after a hard days work! Right?? Its all about YOU! Just sit back, relax, and release your pent up frustration without having anyone else you need to cater to. The only person who is getting off here is YOU! Now, how do you think your man feels? Get the point?

So ladies, lets get to it! The following post is a step-by-step tutorial on how to give head so well that you will blow your lover's mind...and then some.

So, tips on how to give head like a porn star, read on: teach me bebe

Spice it Up! Ladies, Don't get Complacent in your Relationship!

2011-11-21T18:56:00.000-08:00

Sexy Hair. Luscius Lips. Showing off the curves! Let's face it, ladies...your man needs some eye candy! Take a look in the mirror right now. Do you look hot? I did not ask if you were a are size 2! I asked if you look hot! So what do I men by "Hot," you ask. Look at my checklist to make sure you are leveraging your assets! This is for a first date or if you are lucky enough to have your awesome man!

Am I Hot Checklist

1 - High Heels - I am teetering on the highest heels, so much so, that I am careful about how I walk! I am actually not fit to go long distances, so I wear these in the bedroom, around the house , or on dates where I can sit down to a nice cocktail or dinner. Oh, and PULEZE, do not forget your pedicure and callous remover. Yes, "for five dollar more..."

2 - Cleavage - Show your lady lumps, bot don't have them hanging out of your top. Just eliminate boat neck tops, crew necks and button downs (unless it is unbuttoned to the fourth button ). show the tops of your mounds off! If you have a small chest, use a push-up bra. If you have nothing to push up, then go on to the next step and work all you've got!

3 - Sexy Hair - The look of hair that is touchable is so sexy. Long hair around the face, sloping into the eyes and looking like you have been freshly fucked is the best! If your hair is long, have it swinging in your face and soft. If it is in the shorter side, think of Kim Bassinger in 91/2 weeks. Yes it was on the shorter side, but it was sexy! If your hair is short-short...grow that shit out! No man wants to fuck a Marine. Unless you are Holly Berry, grow it, get extensions or dim the lights. Few women look sexy in a pixie.

4 - Play up those eyes - Eyes pull a man in like a baby to candy! Rim them in dark kohl shadow and do a smokey eye. Just Google "smokey eye tips" and you will have an instant lesson. Youtube is good for that too. Pop the eyes!!! Mascara, mascara, MASCARA!

5- Work your Grill - White teeth are an amazing turn on. Your man should look at that mouth and imagine his cock going in and out of it. It should be the orifice that starts his mind going. Maybe I should move this to #1. I hate to be a bitch, but if you have "Summer Teeth" meaning, some are going this way and some are going that way...visit the orthodontist! There is no excuse to have fucked up teeth in this century. Period. Put the ortho work on the credit card, skip some girls nights outs, work a second job. I am here to give it to your straight! And speaking of which, make sure you have great breath! Try TheraBreath, floss and a tongue scraper and lost of water to hydrate you. That combo cures all funk.

6 - Luscious Lips - No we may not all be Angelina Joli (man, I wish I were a cock) but at any rate, her lips are sublime. I just imagine them teasing my clit...NEVERMIND. Make your lips lush by brushing them with a toothbrush, putting on lip plumper and using creative, yet subtle lip liner. To make your lips pouty, Google, "pouty lip tricks". Just make sure you combine tips 5 and 6 please! Keep the lipstick on the natural side. Gloss with shimmer is hot! Liner, shimmer gloss with a tint and you are set.

7 - Nails and Hands - Manicures are the most overlooked beauty element I know of. Man hands can be remedied with gel nail extensions and feminize even the most rugged gals. I am not an advocate of extensions, but if you have to, please do not get those ugly, unnatural pink and white teeth on your fingertips! Square Chickletts that need a fill are worse than man hands. Keep the cuticles neat, the hands smooth and the polish chip-free. You want him to imagine you wrapping your hands around his back as he drives his dick inside of you or wrapping your hands around his Johnson as you suck it with those luscious lips.

8 - Smell Divine! - Make sure your hygiene is stellar!!!!!!!!! From head to toe. Under your arms, your mouth and Your pussy are all moist areas. So Mitchum, Therabreath and floss, a tongue scraper, and anti-bacterial soap are all item yo should have on hand. You can look amazing, but if you smell gamey, your ass is on the couch and your man is left to surfing Pornhub.com at midnighrt for some sex on his own.

So ladies, I have not mentioned being skinny, I have not mentioned a particular dress or pants style either. You have to look at your body type for that. Just work it girl!! Sexy comes in all sizes. Just be sure to use your checklist and remember one thing...if he is aloof or an asshole, you always have your vibrator!

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The Squirt

2011-11-20T18:07:00.000-08:00

So I did it. I made my pussy squirt, and now I have created a monster. It was such a mystery to me before, and now that I can do it this past year, I think I should have bragging rights! So why do I think every woman should learn this trick? For one, it feel so good to let off that pressure that has built up inside. It really is a release that is so soothing. Two, it is so erotic to do to show your man!
You really have to be comfortable touching your own pussy to get the hand...I mean the hang of how to do it. I mean, I am so comfortable with mine, that I get off while driving down the freeway at night or during the ride home from the groceery store. My public, yet discrete, masturbating episodes will be published later on in the show!! As for now, if squirting is a foreign term for you, just google "pussy squirt" and re-introduce yourself to your amazing little fountain of a pussy! Pornhub.com, tube8.com or redtube.com all have wonderfully, wet videos!!

Tune in next week for a step- by -step guide to squirting!

New Ways to Have an Orgasm for Women - Women Getting off 101

2011-11-20T17:05:00.000-08:00

Well, well, well...what do we have here? Caught with your pants down, I see. I am glad to learn that you are healthy and mastering your own domain. So many women have not taken the initiative to learn about their bodies. What a missed opportunity! First of all, there is no better way to release some tension than to have some uninterrupted, quality "alone time." Let's face it, sometimes, isn't it nice to say "It's all about me?"

Now ladies, I am not talking about an hour of "alone time," although that would be nice. I just want to get the job done and be on my way! Actually, I have it down to a science. Three minutes, yes I said 3-minutes and I am done! But then again, I have been mastering my own domain for some time ( I think I was 13!) But ok. enough about me!

I will assume that because you are reading this, you are already in the groove, so to speak, and are just looking for a few creative tips. So I will get right down to it, sharing what I have learned from experience and from my trusted group of gal pals.

Now, vibrators and other toys are the obvious - gotta love em'! But I am talking about the tried and true, no batteries required.

Let's look at some creative, new ways to get off! Find your g-spot and more!

Water Works

The Shower: Just letting that water run all over your body is a sensual massage in itself. You can move closer to the stream, move your hips up a bit and let that water stream hit the "sweet spot." Find the right position, thrust your hips into it and in a short time, well, you know!

If you have a removable shower head, it can be a trip to heaven! Just remove the head, and ready, aim, fire. The water pressure from having it close to your body is stimulating enough, but if you change the stream to "jet" or "Pulse" well, just hope the windows are shut so your neighbors don't hear you scream.

The Bathtub: Here again, if you have a good back, this can be a joy. First, let the water drain out, or else you will be up to your neck when you are finished. Just turn the water on to the right force and temperature (have fun experimenting). Lay a bath mat down for a cushion, then lay back so your hips are right under the running stream. Oh, yes, it can be quite fabulous...unless

you have a Jacuzzi tub. Now with this luxurious type of bath, you get a full-throttle orgasm. You need to lean over the edge a bit and move your "sweet spot" into the jet. Like with all water features, adjust your position until you get the right amount of pressure.

Manual Stimulation Techniques - Finding your G-spot

Most of us think we need to jump right on the clit to have an orgasm. Well, think again. The upper region of the Va-Jay-Jay is a wonderfully soft pleasure zone. Think of this as the G-Spot primer lesson , if you will. Just rub the sides of your clit (not the top) with your index and middle finger for a few minutes. That is your g-spot, that hard lump at the top wall of your pussy. Once you feel a bit warm and sexy, dip a finger inside (about 1 inch) and rub the top region back and forth. Alternate your pressure until you feel the sensation intensify. Keep doing this and you will find yourself getting very wet. This is a lovely feeling, especially when you alternate rubbing this area with the sides of the clit. When you want to increase the heat, start rubbing your clit. If you move your touch between these 3 areas, you can prolong your pleasure and pave the way for a deeper orgasm when you are ready.

In Through the Out Door...

When you are about to come with the above technique, drop your free hand down and gently rub the outer area of your butt. The little bit of pressure there really catches some nerve endings that make your orgasm sensational! There is no need to enter inside, butt, then again...if you do venture in, use some lube and go in slowly. It is a nice feeling that does not compare. Remember, never use a finger - or play toy, in your Va-Jay-Jay that has been in your butt without properly sanitizing it ! That will lead to a bad infection that will postpone your fun.

Well...I need a cigarette now..Please e-mail me some of the great techniques that you use and I will add to this post, no names, included, unless you insist :)

What Your Man Really Wants in Bed - The Art of Talking Dirty!!

2011-10-10T10:47:00.000-07:00

Do you know what your man really wants when he is in bed with you? Are you fulfilling all of his fantasy's? Read on for some ideas on how you can drive him crazy. After you read this bit, share some ideas with him and ask his opinion. Communicate and get specific on what his fantasy's are to bring out the best in yourself and be the ultimate lover for him.

These key points will play out differently in every relationship. For example, as you read the ideas below, being daring and talking dirty has many variations. I know that my man loves dirty talk. However, raunchy talk would be a complete turn off.

Example of Talking Dirty:

"Oh yeah, I want your cock deep inside of me." Now that's nice and dirty.

v.s.

"Oh you hot motherfucker, shove that cock in my cunt." Uh..well..not my style but if it works for you...groovy! Just remember to talk it out and turn up the volume to a level that gets you both off.

Be Daring - Take the initiative! ~ There is nothing sexier than a woman who makes the first move. You can do this in a subtle way to let him know that you want some attention, or you can be bold.

Subtle: Leaning in, wrapping your arms around his neck and whispering in his ear " You look hot, baby" Then give his ear a tiny nibble or lick

Bold: Leaning in, rubbing your pussy against his crotch and pulling him towards you and whispering in his ear, "I want you. You make me hot"

Whatever your personal style, send him the message that you want it and make the first move. You must time these things though. Know his attitude and mood before moving in. Let him unwind from work, have a drink or whatever it takes, them plan your attack.

My man never turns me down because I know he needs 30-minutes after shutting down his computer before he is receptive.
Pssst..I am more direct. After strutting around in a sexy revealing outfit for a few minutes, I just lean in, touch his crotch and lick his ear. No words are needed.

Be a Little (or a lot) Nasty ~ The persona you present in the office or at the schoolyard working the lunch rotation should be a far cry from the person you are in the bedroom. The only person who sees the sexy vixen you really are is your man. Why not let that vixen come out to play? Touch and lick him in places that you just can't in public. Say things that you would never want your mama to hear! Fuck him like your body was possessed by a porn star!

Men are Visual Creatures! ~ Have some racy lacy goodies or even leather lingerie in your wardrobe! High heels and garter stockings are so fucking sexy. So what if your figure is not a size 2. Wear what brings out your best features. I used to think men would need the room set-up for love: candles, music, fragrances wafting around in the air. Now I realized after years of talking to men that "all that ambiance is nice," but cut to the chase and wear some stripper clothes or something to show off the goodies!

Give Great Head ~ Men love getting head! It feels wonderful and after a hard days work, there is nothing better than having your woman showing her man she is thankful! Sounds sexist? Why do you think men go to prostitutes? Oftentimes, the man just wants to be in a one way situation where he does not need to reciprocate. Now, is that a healthy attitude in the long term? No, however, why not give your man an opportunity to just be the fucking king once in a while and give him some great head on a weekly basis?

Let Him Know he Turns You On! ~ Get into it girlfriend! Enthusiasm brings about enthusiasm. If you are not fucking him back, and just lying there on the receiving end silent, listen up. Move your body into him...that's it...grind into him! It will feel so much more sensational if you move into it.

Talk Dirty...if not..just TALK~ So many women are quiet and shy in bed. For chrisssake! Your ass is in the air and he is deep inside of you! If being vocal and narrating everything he is doing to you like Jenna Jamison is not your thing, that's ok. But let him know you are enjoying it. Here are some sexy phrases that will turn him on and let he know he is hitting the spots...only use these phrases if he is actually hitting those spots!:

"Oh yeah baby, right there, right there..."
"Yes...oh that's it...keep doing that..."
"Fuck me harder, harder...oh yeah..."
"Your cock feel so good inside of me..."
"I love the way you (fill in the blank) me..."
"Oh fuck yes....oh fuck yes..."
"Oh yeah baby...I'm gonna come..oh yes...!!" (repeat, repeat)

So, bebe, you ask," What's the bottom line to being the best fuck you can be?" My response: "Have some fun, let go, smell wonderful... and be free and unhibited!! "
Now, I must go...my man just got home after a trying day and tonight, he is the fucking king.

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Sexy Workout: Tone your Body During Sex with Sexercise

2011-05-06T10:41:00.000-07:00

Ladies, after having vigorous sex like a porn star, don't you feel sore afterwords? I know your pussy feels sore, and oh, that hurts so good! But what about the rest of your body? We'll ladies, if you fuck like I do, you will expect to feel the burn. Why? Because you are consciously combining aerobic activity like fast and furious sex, with body toning positions. Ladies, this is what is called the "Sexercise" Workout!

I am a multi-tasker by nature and LOVE to do two, if not three tasks at once. For instance, right now, I am doing my Kegel's while writing this article for you! anyway, I digress. So on with the show. Below are my favorite circuit training positions for getting a thorough body workout while having sex! So sexy...read on for some hot secrets on how you can circuit train your body in bed while having great sex in the process.

Throw it in Reverse, Girl! (works the legs and butt)

You drive the car on this one as you turn your back on your man. Let's face it...nothing is better than getting it deep while fantasizing about being fucked by Hugh Jackman! You one-up-that by getting a killer thigh workout in the process. Squeeze your butt during these thrusts and do double duty.

Use whatever leg angle is comfortable for you. Note the leg position this advanced bitch is doing. She obviously has had some practice doing ther reverse "cowgirl" as they call it. Frankly, I call it the "Reverse Schoolgirl" as I wear my little plad skirt and knee socks while doing this one. The skirt flounces over my ass with each thrust and offers just a tad bit of coverage; not to mention, it looks so cute from behind...or so he says!

Reverse High Rise (advanced:Works the arms)

The deepest penetration ever happens with this one! Even ther smallest cock will feel HUGE with this reverse High Rise Position. If he is BIG, then watch out, or it may poke the back of your throat on the instroke! What the hell. Our model is obviously in stellar shape, most likely from being a good girl aand doing her Sexercise!

Note the arm position here. You can use your arms to push yourself up and meet his thrusts OR, merely keep still and be on the receiving end, using isometrics to strengthen your arms.

The Old Standby (core body)

Believe it or not, the traditional "man on top" Missionary position offers a great workout of the core muscles during sex...that is, if you REALLY get into it! So get into it and let sex double as a workout for you and thrust him back! Use your abs, not your lower back to meet his thrusts. Also, squeeze your butt as you rise up for a complete core workout. Believe it or not, I have GREAT abs just from this position alone.

Just Ride it (Legs, Arms Butt)

Do you want the most control and the best orgasm? This is the "creme de la creme" of positions! Not only does it go deep, you can angle yourself to control just how deep. In addition, your core gets a great workout because you are concentrating on working your arms, butt and legs. For an added bonus, rub your clit and have the BEST orgasm ever! You go girl. OK...this is my very favorite position.

Squat Option: Instead of resting on your knees, rise up and rest your feet flat on the bed. This squatting position is killer for your thighs!

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So there you have it! A primer on getting a workout while having sex with Sexercise! No excuses tonight, ladies. Get on it!

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The Mail Order Bride: why men seek foreign love

2011-04-03T07:39:00.000-07:00

Wake up Ladies! I think we have shot ourselves in the foot! Many of our good, hard men have gone "AWOL" and resorted to hooking up with overseas brides. Soon, the well of eligible "daddies" will be dry. So put down your vibrator, listen up, and let me share some of my research on the subject so we can protect the endangered species!

Just last week, I was at a party and in walks this beautiful, petite, fashionable blond with impeccable hair and make-up. She had a sweet, demure smile and was obviously not from Southern California. How did I know this? Well, she was smiling, open, and not at all snooty! I am used to beautiful women like this having a arrogant demeanor.

So sorry...I digressed. Anyway, because of her inviting manner, I went up to her and gave my usual cheery "Hello." You see, I was brimming with confidence because I looked hot that night and already had the husbands tongues wagging, their poor cocks straining against their Dockers. Therefore, I thought I should divert some attention to the woman walking into the party alone.

From her accent, I knew right off, she was Russian. Humm...I thought, where did this cute little lonely bitch come from? My party host must have already banged her, and she is coming back for more, I surmised. The cute little Russian and I engaged in smalltalk, until...in walks her companion, breathless and cold from the night air. It was Tom, the hosts brother. A slightly build man, who I met only once, but thought he was a real sweetie.

"I see you met my wife, Svetlana." he said, kissing her on the cheek. His hand slowly moved towards her pert little ass. I caught his wink, sucked in my breath.

"Oh...yes, I have." My wheels were now turning. I recalled our last meeting and how Tom shared his frustration about the dating scene. He lamented on about the shallowness of many of the women he had met as of late. No, Tom was not a looker, and his sweetness alone was not enough to get him some love. Women seem to want it all: money, looks, and a huge cock. Neither of these I knew Tom possessed. Hands. A dead giveaway.

"How wonderful that you met such a beautiful sweet woman," I said coyly, hoping to gain more information to confirm my suspicions.

"Yes, we met on my business trip to the Ukraine," he said, giving her a sidelong glance. "I was lost and she guided me through the airport, offered to be my guide, then...well. Here we are." He said as a matter of factly.

Svetlanna looked straight ahead, her face, expressionless; suggesting she was bored or had heard the story several times before.

We went on to make small talk, then I pulled back so they could mingle and get drinks.

I made a beeline to my man, grabbed his arm and nuzzled close to his ear. "Tom landed a mail order bride. I bet she's a little vixen in the sack and treats him like a king too.
"My mind shifted to images of her cute, perky size 1 ass pointing in the air as Tom gave it to her good. All the while, she was cooing "Oh, yes Daddy, you are the best!"

My man was unfazed. "Well good for him." He reached for my size 6 ass, firmly bound in my Spanx. "Glad I found what I wanted right here."

And there we are; the event that launched my curiosity towards the allure of mail order brides. So why do men go overseas for love? After endless discussions with men and Google research, here are the top reasons I have discovered as to why our men have gone AWOL:

Many men want a traditional woman who is a submissive and therefore strengthens their sense of masculinity. With Rosie the Riveter in the 40's and Gloria Steinhem from the late 60's, we are part of the generation of women who want their own identity! I am woman here me roar...Hell, "I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan!

Many men want the nurturing and "gracious" and "thankful" ways of a foreign bride. They may have been rescued from previously abusive relationships or are from countries where women are 2nd class citizens.

The women are thankful for anything they get: a stable home, food, clothes, etc. They often come from areas of economic strife. We often are saturated with theTV icons that set our standards: we NEED $250 jeans that proclaim we have "faith", Bejeweled "skank" (or is it Sky) tops at $150.00 a pop and Louis Vuitton bags, or at the very least, Coach. Thank you "The Housewives of Orange County! Yikes...I am guilty on all counts...cringe.

Many American women are working to have their career and be somewhat independent in the marriage. The man is no longer "the king," greeted upon his arrival home to the smell of supper simmering on the stove, a cocktail and a blow-job. We are wrung out form a days work and need our feet rubbed!

Many men who seek a mail order bride are not the most attractive by Western standards, but are very handsome to foreign women. To the foreign bride, the Harvey Keitel type with a little "pooch" looks like a Brad Pit!

And Lastly...with the glass ceiling still alive and well at corporate, we work in a man's world and have a hard time leaving our balls at the office.

So... there you have it! No real science involved. Nothing fancy. Just a summary of what I have gleaned from various sources and through conversations with men who have married foreign brides. So what can we do to keep our men from going AWOL?

Here is a little hint:

Stay sexy,
bebe

Why we Love to Get Fucked by Bad Boys!

2011-03-17T08:06:00.000-07:00

That man. You know the one, his dark mysterious brooding eyes, oh how I could get lost in them. The contours of his sculpted face, kissed with just the right amount of beard. Let me trace the curves your luscious lips with the tip of my tongue. That silky olive skin that I just ache to touch, to nuzzle into. To taste. Your hair, so thick and luscious and dark. Oh how my fingers itch to get tangled within it. Your tattoos, calling attention to places on your body that I want to trail with my kisses. Oh yes ...there is that undeniable longing , pulling me away from my usual sensibility, making me want to give in to my attraction and venture along with you into the dark side. Just one look; one jesture; one word...and I am yours. If only for the night. Let me press my body against yours as you lead us away on your Harley.

Sound familiar ladies? Can you recall your last adventure into the night with "the Bad Boy?" Why do we get so damn attracted to him? What is the allure? I'll give you several reasons that give us permission to steele away with him!

He is a great fuck! - Just from the looks of him, you know he has lived hard and fucked his way into many girls hearts. You aren't in it for love, so the experience only makes him more proficient as a lover. He sees you, locks into you, and undresses you with his eyes. Hello lover, you had me before hello

You know he is wounded and emotionally unavailable - He has been wounded by his first love, last love and is untrusting. He is not looking for anything deep. You want what you can't have, and in the back of your mind, while he is fucking you through the bed, secretly hope you are different and he is falling for you.

He is such a rebel - As a naturally maternal creature, you want to kiss away all of his "boo-boos" and tame him. Nice fantasy! The fact that he is on the fringe or not mainstream excites you. You have always colored inside of the lines and secretly admire the way he gives a fuck about what people think of his ways. You hope he will use that pent up aggression and savagely "fuck it out" on you!

Your friends will call you "an idiot", but be jealous at the same time - Let's face it, we all want to be admired by our friends for daring to do what they don't have the balls to. As a group, they secretly talk behind your back; but when they have you alone, want all of the sexy details!

Although seemingle straight-laced, you yearn to walk on the dark side - You have conformed to society and done all of the right things. You want to see how the other half lives and be hedonistic...at least just for a minute. His way of life, friends and places he goes are on the other side of the tracks from your world. You feel a little dirty and love it!

He is a man of few words, you never know what he is thinking -You try to read into his every word and find meaning in his eyes. His quiet moments captivate you. Is he brooding, reliving an unhappy moment from his past? Maybe he is thinking of how he is falling for you!

He is a great fuck - oh I already said that

He likes it rough - You are in it for the sex. It's not love so take me, push me against the wall, run your strong hands up my skirt and thrust that big cock inside of me! No words are needed, just fuck me to death and make me scream for more!!! You have never felt so "wanted" in your life. Your husband or boyfriend, who is in love with you won't dare do that. "Oh fuck me harder, spank my ass and make me your bitch!"

He will work hard to please you - He is not a man of means and is unmaterialistic. Perhaps he makes a living in an artistic way, just doing what he loves. You sit in your office staring at your computer and envy his simple uncluttered life. What he offers you is an unbelievable, mind blowing joy ride into a world of pleasure your college graduate boy-toys could never fathom. Oh yes, that's Priceless!!

Your short lived relationship will be all about sex - You return me to my world, weary, sore and drunk with the memory of our sexy romp. You have taken me to places I have only thought of in my dreams. You will stay with me, if only in my mind. I will have visions of you, hair blowing in the wind as you ride off into the glow of the setting sun on your Harley.

The Art of Giving Head – What every woman should know!

2011-01-11T12:32:00.000-08:00

Lessons from “Victoria”

Alone at last, they crept away from the crowd to the seclusion of the dark hallway. Confident that no one was in sight, Victoria wasted no time. She maneuvered Paul against the wall, eagerly unfastened his jeans, and gently tugged his trousers down, letting them drop to the floor. She slinked down on one knee, and placed her hot mouth on his now rising cock. She exhaled deeply, letting the warmth of her breath travel across the fabric of his Calvin’s, through to his hard mound. She rubbed her hand over his bulge until she could feel the stiffening shaft press against her hand.

“Victoria oh God, I…,” Paul started to sigh, before she yanked his cock free from the fabric. He gently placed a hand on her head, and began to stroke her hair, then looked down to watch, as she moved her tongue around his swollen tip.

Victoria caressed his length with one hand and encircled the tip with her tongue. Once the tip grew a bead of wetness, she stroked him with gentle motions, then teased the tip of his now engorged cock by gliding it between her breasts. When he couldn’t stand it any longer, she plunged him into her hot and eager mouth. As she stroked his shaft with her hand, she took in all she could, enjoying the slight reflex as he reached the back of her throat. Taking him in halfway, she moved her free hand to cup his balls. In an even rhythm, Victoria worked his shaft with the other hand, pulling it back enough to wrap her lips around the tip of his cock.

Reading his body, she knew he was about to come; she pulled his engorged cock out of her mouth and backed off. With a slow hand, she stroked his shaft slowly, twisting her wrist from left to right. Once he cooled down, she picked up the speed of her strokes to get him to climb the wave again. She teased him again with her tongue, running it around the rim of his cock until she brought him to the brink. She pulled him back again. She kept him teetering on the edge until his sighs told her he couldn’t stand it any longer. She kept an even rhythm, pumping evenly with her hand until she felt his body tighten.

The heat that was growing inside of Paul was building inside of Victoria as well. She wanted to come with him and feel that rush at the same time. She quickly reached down and touched her pussy with one hand, matching the rhythm she gave Paul with the other. After a moment of fingering her sopping wet pussy and pumping his stiff cock into her mouth, they both came in a fierce breathless wave together. Victoria took every drop in, and in one motion, swallowed him down.

After taking a moment to catch his breath and let his legs stop shaking, Paul pulled Victoria up to face him. He kissed her deeply, then gently took her hand and brought it to his mouth to savor the taste of her.

Wheooo!!

Take it from Victoria (not her real name) Giving head is indeed an art, and unfortunately, no one told us how to do it properly. Did that scene with Vicki and Paul inspire you? We’ll cum back to it in a minute, but get ready for some hard facts:

First, I imagine some of you are reading this article because you want to improve your skills at giving head. You go girl! Perhaps others want to change their mind-set altogether because they think giving head is a chore. You have been Bad Girls...but there's hope!! Not giving head is one way to send your man to the strip club for a lap dance. Much worse, he may want to get a massage at an establishment off the beaten track and ask for a “Happy Ending.”

If you think your man couldn't care less about getting a nice blow-job from his woman…think again. All men love getting head. If your man says he doesn't care one way or the other, than you're not doing it right. Giving great head is an easy to learn art...if you put your mind to it. In this article, I focus on giving your man pleasure and taking him all the way to the climax; that wonderful treat that is all about him!

So, I won’t beat around the bush – ah hemm! Now, let’s get back to that little vignette and tips from Vicki:

Tip # 1 - Get his motor running – Notice how Vicki took some time to get his cock hard before taking it out of the package. She stroked it through his clothes and pressed her lips over his briefs and sent a warm charge of breath to stimulate him. You may be ready to give it to him, but he may be intimidated if you pull out his dick when he’s not even at half mast. Think shrinkage. He is proud of his dick and wants you to see it standing at attention.

Now, if he has a "covered wagon, " you know, if he isn't cut, you may not be used to seeing it flacid. It will look, well...different. Once a cock is hard, cut or uncut, they look similar. Tip sensitivity will be incresed if he is uncut .

Tip # 2 - Take it from the top - A cock is like an exaggerated clit. You know how good it feels when you have your clit rubbed! That is the same intense feeling you give to your man. A cock is the counterpart to the clit, the central pleasure zone, where we get the most intense stimulation. This is why the tip and head of the "penis" (just like that cute, pink nub under your own little hood) is the most sensitive part for a man. Be sure to pay attention to it, but don't over do it with too much pressure.

Tip # 3 - Do not rush his pleasure - Don’t act as though the whole idea is to get him off in 2 minutes. Read his body and drag it out a bit (see tip # 7). Pull back and let him teeter on the edge, then increase your touch. He’ll beg for you to keep going…oh ladies, what a power trip!

Tip # 4 - Involve yourself - Notice how Vicki got into it and rubbed her pussy and made herself come. Why not get into the action! Your man will love watching you get turned on too.

Tip # 5 - Don’t forget “the boyz” - The balls and “under ball area” by the anus is very sensitive indeed. Rub the ball area while giving head. If you man is into anal, then you can venture down further and probe and lick.

Tip # 6 - There is no need to “deep throat” – You know how much you can take. The idea is to use your hands, mouth and tits to stimulate his dick. If you read his body and mix it up, he will love the sensations. It can be a circus act to take it so deep you gag, and frankly, I think it sounds very unattractive. Lick, stroke and just go to town with it!

Tip # 7 - Read his body - Paul was about to come several times...but how did Vicki know? She listened to his breathing, felt his body tense, she felt him move into her. Read your mans body and note these signs. If he is feeling good and getting into it and you want him to cum, don't change your stroke, keep doing what you are doing! On the other hand, if you want to cool down, then slow things down and pull back.

Tip # 8 - Swallow…but if you just can’t… - I have asked many women about swallowing. Most turn up their noses after wrinkling their faces like they just bit a lemon and squeal “no way!” To me, it is the only way to go. The trick is to breathe through your mouth after you swallow the jiz to avoid any aftertaste. See how Victoria got it in one mouthful and then took it down. She is a pro!

Now, there are some instances, where I am queasy and just can’t, so here is a naughty alternative endings, such as the Pearl Necklace and/or Facial.

Tip # 9 - The "Pearl Necklace" - When he is about to come, pull him out of your mouth, keep stroking, and let him come on your chest. Very nice. Then play with his warm cum and and rub it in. This is a very very sexy visual for him! Just be a nasty bitch!

If you want him to shoot in your mouth, then you had better make it erotic. Pull him out before he comes, keep stroking his cock, then let him shoot in your mouth or give you a "facial." You can have a towel handy and motion as though you are gently wiping your face, then casually empty your mouth in the towel. Notice I did not say “spit.”

Never dash to the sink and make a big production of spitting it out and rinsing. That looks immature, unsexy and appears as though you find him disgusting. Imagine if your man just went down on you and afterwards, ran to the bathroom and brushed his teeth. Get the picture?

Tip # 10- The BIG finish - Have a soft towel handy and dry him off...gently! His cock will be sensitive after all of that fun playtime.

Tip # 11 - The "curtain call" - So, you were just a naughty girl and had his dick in your mouth. I don't know about you, but after all that, I feel really sexy! I am always really fucking turned on after seeing my man cum. But now what? After that, are you going to ask him take care of you? You could, but there is a fun alternative to spice things up if you haven't already gotten yourself off in the process.

~ Tell him how much you loved seeing him cum and that now you are turned on too!
~ Hand him a glass of wine and put on your own sexy show for him!
~ Whip out your vibrator or just touch yourself and be the nasty girl. Don't be a prissy bitch, just do what you do alone, right in front of him.
~ Close your eyes and forget he is even there. Get into pleasing yourself and ask him to talk dirty to you, maybe even touch you in some way if he insists.
~ All men love the nasty girl! Ask him: " What do you want me to do with this? "
~ I have no problem getting off during these shows with my man. But in many cases, his dick gets hard again, and why pass that opportunity up? Go to "Plan B" and jump right on it and have a good, hard ride! Either way you go, it will be a "Happy Ending" for you both.

Tip # 12 - Have fun and experiment!! - Ask what he likes! If you need some visual stimulation, visit http://www.tube8.com for some free, good quality amature porn. Once there, punch in “giving head " in the search engine. These naughty little bitches are fearless!

A Sizzling Short Story

2010-12-12T13:04:00.000-08:00

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Victoria Peters is fresh out of law school and ready to make her mark at the new firm. Little did she know, her tall dark and sexy boss, Gavin Steele, would become the object of her desire. Not willing to share her attraction for fear her job will be at risk, she tucks her feelings away, and vents her sexual frustrations with every chance encounter that cums her way.

Here is a snipet of Chance Encounters;

Gavin returned to the terrace with the bottle of wine. His sculpted arms pulsed with each twist of the corkscrew. Victoria slowly angled herself behind him and in a low graceful maneuver; she reached her arms beneath his and arched her body in. She pressed her now swollen breasts into his back and let her fingers glide across his chest as though she were admiring the surface of something beautiful. She kissed his shoulder. With a touch that barely made contact with his clothes, she traced her finger around the outline of his...

The Art Of Giving Head - Reader comments

2010-12-02T11:37:00.000-08:00

Dear Readers,
After making this preview post of coming attractions (pun intended) a reader replied the following. Let me know if this hits home with you...

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Dear bebe,
I am looking forward to your post tonight! My husband recently confessed that he went "outside of our marriage" and had a lap dance with a stripper. Hello! I think this is a pre-curser to cheating. He never lets me finish him off when I go down on him, but instead wants to gave sex. I too thought all men loved that (my last boyfriend did) anyway, when I asked why, he had no reason. I think I need to learn how to please him more before his lap dance turns in to something more!

Thanks for your advice,
"cindi"