Going For Groceries
by JoJo Jinx

Picture me ... a sultry slut ... short white hair ... sexy as hell with big tits and a nice round ass ... about 5' 2" short ... with a big black shiny nine inch long thick looking dildo sticking out in front, disproportionately large on my small frame.

Sometimes I want to wear it to the grocery store and hang around in produce waiting for some likely looking suspect eyeing the carrots and the cucumbers. My big black dildo makes the cukes look small.


I Love My Groceries

I stand close in the checkout line with my carrots an cucumbers in clear plastic bags. I giggle when my dildo accidentally touches the guys butt in front of me. He turns and looks at my vegetables ... then down at my dildo. He grins.

Someone calls out JoJo and I turn ... my dick head taking out a whole shelf full of chewing gum. A clerk hurries to help. He drops to his knees picking up the chewing gum. I joke with him. Who needs chewing gum when you could chew on this? I wagggle my dildo in his face.

The lady behind me is rubbing herself through her skirt. Right on top of her groceries is a big summer sausage about 18 inches long and two inches around. I look at her rubbing herself. I look at her summer sausage. I look her in the eyes. We both grin.

The guy in front of me finishes paying. He hangs around to help with my groceries. He's bagging my carrots and cucumbers lovingly. After I pay we both wait for the lady with the summer sausage. My dildo rubs the front of his pants and pretty soon he's sticking out in front too.

She's ready to go now and we leave the store together. A lady with a huge summer sausage hugged to her breasts, a guy with two bags of carrots and cucumbers sporting a big tent in his pants, and on both of their arms, it's JoJo in the middle.


My Big Black Dildo

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Loko and I had fun in chat this morning. Fucking each other in the ass with cocks and dildos. When we finished out this popped. Thanks for the inspiration, Loko.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Wednesday, November 27, 2002

We Are Tickle And Olekid
by Olekid
Olekid1@aol.com


Tickle

We are Tickle and Olekid. (screen names) She was 18 and I was 48 when we met in a dance club two years ago. We both frequented the club and each of us were good dancers in our own right. We are from the midwest USA and country dance is very popular. She is small framed and long legs. I am over 6 ft tall. So we danced perfectly. I was older and could teach her style and position on the dance floor and she was a willing student. Younger men dance to fast and don't follow the beat. I taught her to listen to the music and follow a strong and steady lead. She caught on very quick. I even showed her some Tango steps and she was just a natural. Only in my dreams would I ever imagine holding such a sexy young woman in my arms. So, I just kept my feelings private and enjoyed the dance and developing friendship.

One evening, after a dance, she came to talk at my table in the club. I have a reserved table and friends come to visit and I dance with whomever wants a few lessons. Often I have a date with a lady my age. Dance keeps me toned. It keeps me connected with women. At the table that night she mentioned she was looking for extra work and had some computer skills. I am a private consulting chemist and needed some part time help with data entry in my business. So being friends, it seemed a good idea for both of us. And we enjoyed our dance. She often quipped...you are the Daddy I never had. The next afternoon she came to my home. We worked to transfer data to my lap top so she could set up a data dase for me at her home with her parents.

As we became friends I was her confidante about her problems in dating and we continued to dance and enjoy that one night a week. I noticed she liked the "hot young guys" which was understandable. I would take her to the club and we agree we could dance with who ever. Sometimes she went with me I would introduce her as my "Girl Friday" to go have fun and dance with her friends. If I saw a younger man who was a good dancer I would invite him to dance with her while I danced with the ladies my age group. I was trying to coach my young friend on dating, and meeting a quality young man. But she was getting hurt by young men who would tell her what she wanted ... only to use her for sex and their own pleasure. Many times, I would take her to the club, we would go our seperate ways, only to have her call me sobbing the next morning. I did not criticize, I advised. Over the months she went through boy friend after boy friend. I was also dating women my age and in a difficult relationship of three years with a beautiful 45 year old woman I was in love with. So she was my confidante as well.

As we worked to set up the data base in my office at my home one afternoon she was "exploring my PC". She found some nude photos of me ... I was in the kitchen making lunch. My office is in my home. As I was working away I hear Tickle scream out, "Oh My God". So I ran in to the office thinking she had dumped a hard drive, and here is a full screen photo of me, my cock at full erection ... and her eyes glued to the monitor. Actually I had put the file on the PC where I knew eventually she would find it. She thought of me as a "Daddy" and when she saw I me in the nude with a full erection, things changed. She said, "God ... YOU ARE SO BIG!"


You Are So Big!

I was a bit nervous, not to offend a sweet young woman. But I felt her curiosity. That moment at the PC, with her staring at my cock was electric. We talked, and like I taught her to dance a Tango, I promised I would teach her to be a woman if she would allow. We would deepen our friendship and I would become her mentor as a freind and lover. I wanted her to be comfortable with me as a lover. Over some time I showed her some of the videos of the women I had dated. Some ladies I dated enjoyed the erotica of fucking on camera and watching it later. I have an archive. The mature sex this young woman saw in my private collection was a spring board for her curiosity of being with an older man. As we talked she admitted her curiosity about older men and sex but felt uncomfortable having sex with a man her father's age. Understandable. Yet, she complained that men her age just wanted to cum and did not make her happy. She complained she wanted to learn how to suck a man's cock but was afraid to have him cum in her mouth. I simply said, at 18 sweetie ... take your time ... you will get to be my age and you will know then what is impossible to know now.


She Wanted To Learn

So..I agreed to be her lover, her teacher. We fucked a couple times and it worked well. I thought we were so sexy. And it is a middle age man's dream come true ... to fuck the baby sitter, the kid next door, or some cutie waitress in a club. Yeah ... here I am at 50, pumping a 20 year old and selling copies of the video. But, she agreed, she gets a cut ... it's a good idea. And there is a market for this. She is one hot little lady who did not know she was hot. And we will share her education with you. Our 4 hour video is not cheap, but it is very good. Its real! It's some 50 year old fart fucking the brains out of a girl 30 years his younger, cream pies, money shots, BJ lessons, and kissing that sweet young cunt. There is nothing like a young woman when a man is older and has done his homework and there is nothing like an older man to bring out the best in a young woman.


We Fucked ... It Worked Well

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Olekid sent me some hot new movies and this great story about how it all happened. Click on over and check them out. He's not exaggerating. Tickle is hot and Olekid does have a big cock.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Tuesday, November 26, 2002

How I Hired An Escort And Was Well Satisfied
by Pat

Every Friday evening at my work place we have some sort of celebration. Usually it is just a meal or something and on the odd occasion we hire a restaurant and have our own 'knees up' so to speak.

Most of those at work have partners and usually I am the odd one out. That doesn't usually bother me, however one such occasion was around Saint Valentine's night and our restaurant was made out in that theme.

Knowing that in advance I needed a guy to take with me and my only reliable contacts were all busy this particular evening, so I did something I never thought I would, that was to scale the yellow pages for an escort.

Meeting George at a bar close by the restaurant I was soon to find out that he wasn't going to be like my usual dates on such occasions. For the get togethers I like to dress smart rather than sexy and I felt so in a small beaded number that was high enough up my legs and low enough around my cleavage to be stared at by the men (and woman) there, but not for that obvious reason. George had come wearing a pair of shimmering black leather trousers that were tight enough to prove to the world that he was gorgeously well hung as we say. Also the hairs on his chest were showing through his almost transparent silky loose shirt.

He was a tanned hunky dream of a man and although I knew I would get daggers thrown at me as we made our entrance, the audience we were joining were all friends and I am sure they would see the funny side of it all.

Deliberately, I held George back until we were late so when we eventually walked into the restaurant eyes and daggers flew in our direction. Over drinks the woman thought it amusing but the men there weren't so amused as George quickly became the 'king of the ball'.

Surprisingly, George was very well mannered at such a posh do, and held his own in conversation and in manners. Afterwards, however, I lost him to my girlfriends as the old doctors were picking on me to dance knowing that George was getting all the attention from their wives and girlfriends. At last a slow romantic dance came on the jukebox and George pulled hold of me and with my arms wrapped around my excorts neck I felt his hands nestle cheekily onto my bum cheeks and push my groin tightly into his.

"Have I done that George, or was it one of the others?"

Knowing exactly what I was referring to my legs almost buckled as his hot breath exhaled onto my neck and he whispered, "All you Pat, all you".

The song ended all to quickly and I knew I was getting jealous eyes raining down on me. George had completely seduced me in that short moment and all of a sudden I just wanted this party to end. It didn't, of course, and I was frustrated as hands from somewhere took my partner away from me. Every time our eyes met on the dance floor his lovely piercing eyes melted me and I just wonder what the guy dancing with me must have felt as my breathing stopped and I imagined my dance partner to be George.

It was midnight and I had only bought George till then. I think I would have paid him extra money if he would have bid me farewell. I needn't have worried though, it was the last dance and for only the second time that evening I got to dance with George. "My flat or yours Pat?", was all George said to me as if it was a formality. It was and I shrugged my shoulders in a couldn't care less attitude. It was to be his place, and with every woman in there kissing us with envious looks on their faces we said our goodbyes and left.

The car ride home was strange, knowing I was going to have this hunk of a man inside me, a man I knew nothing of and didn't care about. I was going to a flat and I didn't know where either. Hardly a word was spoken. I'm usually full of conversation. I seemed to have only one thing spinning around in my mind. At last his car came to a standstill and as he ushered me out the coldness of the night air and sudden silence around me excited me, as I was holding onto George, my head resting on his cool arm.

He was fixing me a drink at his bachelor pad apartment. Looking around I was eyeing up the situation. I remember thinking that everything in the small flat was made for sex. Looking over to the bed, it was surrounded in black silky satin sheets, a small light directed down onto the bed, just enough to see what was happening, but dark enough so as not to need turning off. My head was spinning as George clicked on his remote control and as if by magic that same record we were dancing to earlier suddenly filled the room. That was a cue for us both to put our drinks down and continue where we left off on the dance floor. This time however there was no one there to take my place and as if by accident we ended the dance at the foot of the bed in the semi darkness.

I think it was the first time also that we kissed, gently, and with our arms around each other, George's kiss was as magnetic as his personality. As I heard and felt my zip being lowered I lowered my arms from his neck and shook to let my dress fall to the floor. Easy, I might seem, but this was one time I wasn't going to let pass me by and we stood facing each other as my long painted fingers fumbled at the buttons of his shirt. Undone, it was soon running down his arms and as our naked bodies met for the first time we kissed and I let his shirt fall onto my dress.

I needed to see him naked, curiosity had been with me all night wondering about the size of him and without any objection from George I kissed down his body licking at the saltiness of it. Eventually I was on my knees and his mighty erection was now straining at the leather of his trousers. Our eyes were locked together as I fumbled with the buckle of his belt. Finally it was loose but the tightness produced by his erection made it obvious I needed help with his leather trousers. Smiling, George realised this and taking his hands from my hair he proceeded to undo the button and zip of his trousers. Pushing his hand away I clumsily reached inside and felt his hard erection. It was powerful, the whole of my hand encircled it and I remember thinking at the time that my hand wouldn't reach around the circumference of his powerful tool.

It was out, standing proudly, looking me in the eye. Taking my hands away I lowered his tight trousers to his ankles. It seemed so natural to open my mouth wide and take his erection deep inside me. Feeling George's hands in my hair suddenly grip my head only helped relax the situation, and taking him in deeply now produced the same reaction from George as he gripped firmly onto my head, all the while fumbling with his clothing. Eventually we freed him of the bundle of clothes around his ankles.

It was me who was overdressed now. As George pulled my face away from his lovely sex toy the light bounced on it showing my spent saliva glistening on his proud manhood.

"Mmmm, this is your treat Pat.", George told me, helping me up off my knees.

"But that felt so good George", I replied.

Not answering we hugged and our lips met again, this time a little more frantically, as George laid me down onto the black satin sheets. He was soon on top of me and while our lips entwined I felt George's hands caressing at my excited and hot body. Working his way downwards George soon had my erect nipples in his mouth and feelings of utter pleasure were tingling through my body as George's strong hands searched around my groin and hips. A catch of breath from me told him that I loved his hands now underneath my panty line and told him to continue further.

Gradually I felt my wet panties being rolled down my legs. Lifting my hips off the bed his rough shaven face was licking and kissing at the area that had moments earlier been covered by black silky panties. Almost roughly I felt George pulling my legs apart and quickly I relaxed my muscles and immediately felt his tongue licking at my wetness. His hands were soon hooking my thighs around his shoulders.

"Mmmmm..." that felt electrifying, I was almost unable to contain myself as he opened me wide. My breathing became erratic as George was licking deep inside me. Every now and again he would make me jump as his tongue flickered onto my clit. Because I felt so aroused it must have been as hard as my already erect nipples. I squeezed on one and with my other hand hooked around George's neck I was grinding my hips into him. I felt my head spinning and my mouth went dry. George knew I belonged to him. I felt both his hands open me up fully and his lips bore down on my excited clit. I could hear him sucking on it as well as feeling it send shivers throughout my body. Wanting that feeling to last forever I tried in vain to push him from me, but to no avail and struggling, I surrendered to my orgasm.

His face stayed by my wetness forever, I was laying flat, my legs aching after squeezing the life out of him and my hands now resting on the satin sheets, completely in love with the world.

Another gentle kiss, hitting home again on my clit sent shivers through me and not even thinking he would repeat the situation I was suddenly moaning and groaning making no attempt to stop him. I laid back in complete contentment as George's expert tongue and lips quickly got me to the verge of my second climax.

Stopping me there this time as he sensed by my breathing, he waited for me to relax again before continuing. I haven't a clue how long he kept me high in that state, it seemed like forever and given my wish it would have lasted longer. But George eventually had other ideas and for the first time in ages I saw his face appear from between my legs.

It had been so long since I really felt satisfied and this man was doing all the satisfying, but I wasn't complaining one little bit. Then to my surprise he asked me whether I remembered what his other profession was. Looking puzzled I suddenly remembered he was a masseur and nodding he asked whether I wanted his sexual version. Knowing it was to involve his mighty erection I quickly agreed. Pulling me up from the bed I was suddenly standing. I staggered, unaware that my legs had been tense from the feelings George had given me earlier, but I felt safe under his protective wings.

Taking me over to a small dining table he lifted me onto it, and I was suddenly aroused, sitting on it with my arms intertwined around my legs wondering what treats awaited me now.

I wasn't to wait many seconds either, George positioned me in such a way that I had a pillow under my head and my legs were half hanging off the end of this small table.

Almost by magic, he slid the whole of me towards him and lifting my legs up above him I was nicely positioned for him to enter me whenever he pleased. But I wasn't to be that lucky, instead he reached over and produced a bottle, which turned out to be scented oils. He poured lots of it over my body. Putting the bottle down he came closer to me and I saw his erection so agonizingly close to me. It was resting on my shaved mound as he proceeded to work the oils into my already overheated body. Knowing I was to have that lovely heavy erection inside me at any moment heightened the excitement George was already producing as his magical hands worked on my body so well. He was unable to relax me though, I think he soon realised that. Suddenly his oily hands took hold of each of my stockinged legs, opened them wide and with a crafty movement from Hajj I suddenly felt his erection pushing at my overeager pussy lips. I wouldn't have been at all surprised if 'she' opened herself fully and engulfed it without either of us helping, but in no time, very hard and very big, I could feel him deep inside me as he carried on massaging my body.

Every now and again I saw his face change expressions as he pushed himself deeper inside me. I felt his hairs tickling against my shaved and by now very tender lips, my muscles holding on and clinging to his hardness. I felt him slowly withdraw. I felt my wet lips kiss his erection as it left me. With his hands still on my legs, I was looking up into paradise and I felt his hard tip probing at my opening. Always begging him to enter he never failed me and my breath was pushed from my lungs when he went deep inside me. I can't remember such an expert as George fucking me and each time he wanted to he pushed himself deeply into me. The feelings were becoming so intense as if my vaginal muscles were pleading with him, they engulfed him wishing he wouldn't tease the way he was.

He was getting me off at will now. I felt almost embarrassed at the ease I was climaxing, not once, not twice, but it seemed I was at his will to come whenever he wanted me to.

I think and hope to this day that George decided enough was enough for me, my orgasm's were so intense, and coming at such regular intervals that suddenly I felt his rhythm increase and for the first time that evening I think he lost control and all of a sudden he was fucking me and I was able to see pure passion on George's face and although I knew I was having my umpteenth orgasm I was so pleased to see his face and body tense and tighten, and it was the most wonderful feeling as he pushed every inch he had to offer into me and I felt his hot love juice explode into me. It was a feeling that will live with me forever....

I was spent. George's erection wasn't and although he had come deeply and powerfully into me he still tried to ride me, a fruitless task though. I was almost glad when he realised that also, and was relieved to feel his hardness leave me. Feeling my openness expel all of our mixed juices made me feel so nice, it is a feeling that can not be equaled..

Probably 'lame' and unable to walk, George hooked his arms around my neck and legs and carried me to bed.

We could have carried on then, I don't know, but in the satisfaction stakes George scored a big ten.....

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I think Pat scores a big ten for her hot stories and I hope she gets to enjoy a big ten every once in a while. At least in her fantasies.

Chat logs to the contrary eight inches is rare and ten is a find indeed. Oh well ... at least we can go to the grocery store and buy whatever size cucumber we want.

Pat posted another story involving expert massage from an escort. Here's the link.

The Masseur

I think I could use a massage. Maybe a nice hot bath. And a good fuck too. Might as well go for the gold.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Thursday, November 21, 2002

FLA September Journal
by Leisa

Journal Entry 9/13/02

Week 2 in Ft. Lauderdale...

Last week went a bit slow. It was Thursday by the time the others from the office got here. The HP Rep won't be here until Monday. This has to be the worst trip I have been on in a long time. I never used to be superstitious, but since today is the 13th and Friday and the day is going to shit, I think I'll start. Still so much to do, the servers are down and nothing will be getting done over the weekend but at least now I have some help. Nancy, Michael and Tony should make it an interesting weekend to pass some time, maybe we can do some sightseeing. Well I'm going to get changed and go get some dinner. Maybe I will take along my hummingbird to dinner for some excitement. Out for now...

It's 7:30 and I'm back from dinner getting ready to find a club to go to for after dinner drinks. The wine at dinner has already got me a bit buzzed and that's not all that's buzzing ... the hummingbird is going strong. Had to get new batteries and good thing, it looks like it's going to get a workout. Nancy is coming over to the room in about 10 minutes so I should go freshen up and get situated.

OMG! Its 1:45 and I am trashed... My pussy is raw and I need a shower. I think I will jump in the shower and hit the sack. Tomorrow is another day. I Think I will be a good girl and let my pussy recuperate tonight...

Journal Entry 9/14/02

Saturday morning and I actually feel pretty good considering how drunk I was last night. I'm actually feeling really slutty ... I Think I will wear something a bit naughty.

It is so warm here compared to home, it's soooo nice out. I may need to go shopping today for some lighter clothes. Nancy will be up for some shopping, I'm sure. Gotta wear something I can hide my hummingbird in. Think I'll wear my denim skirt and oxford shirt. No nylons today...

Gonna get dressed and call Nancy, will write more later...

John is going to kill me. I spent $240.00 shopping today. Nancy and I went to a local mall and found a Victoria's Secret. Saw a side of Nancy I didn't think was there. She is much like the librarian that will surprise you with her other side.

She is a lot like me. We seem to both have alter egos. I'm beginning to wonder if most women have this trait. I am finding more and more of my friends surprising the hell out of me lately. I didn't think of Nancy as a "thong" type lady, whatever that is ... I have a whole new outlook on Nancy now. In the last few months, since she started working with us, I thought she was a prude or just very reserved. Judging by some of our conversations she can be quite the opposite. We bought some nice things and we went to Spencers and got some gag gifts. Going to dinner in a bit so I'm going to go get ready. Got to go put on some of my new things.

Dinner was interesting. I wore my sheer blouse and thin bra and Tony and Mike couldn't stop looking at my chest. As much as I liked the attention, I was starting to feel a bit uneasy since they weren't trying to hide the fact they were taking a peek every five seconds. Must have been the alcohol. Maybe its wishful thinking but I think Nancy was even checking me out some. I know I was checking her out. She bought some really cute lingerie and I was trying to figure out which ones she was wearing. While the guys were checking me out I was getting pretty horny and my nipples were hard as little rocks for so long they kind of hurt.

We went out for drinks after dinner again and did some dancing. That was nice since I don't get the opportunity at home. I wish John would dance... While out on the dance floor, I was hit on 3 times. Does a lot for a girls ego... The best part was when I was slow dancing with this guy and I felt his cock pressing against me and getting hard. After the dance he kept trying to hide the hardon he had ... didn't work ... strike one up for me.

I was telling the guys about him and Nancy wanted to give it a try. She got the same response. This guy was certainly ready for something... Mike and Tony made comments like he is a pervert and a wacko... Although when I slow danced with Mike I could feel his cock too. I don't think he got entirely hard but it was certainly on its way. He was probably thinking about football or something so he wouldn't get hard.

Nancy and I went to the ladies room and I was telling her about Mike and she said she thinks he wants to get in my pants by the way he was flirting. She also said Tony was the same way on the dance floor ... guys are such whores ... gotta love it. We were wondering who had the bigger cock. Nancy really shocked me with some of the things she said.

After the dancing, the guys wanted to go to a sports bar, Nancy and I went for a little while and then decided to leave and go back to the hotel. The guys were so wrapped up in the sports thing I think they forgot we were there. Guys! Guess my boobs wore out their welcome. Well I'm going to get undressed and call home to check in since its still kind of early.

All is quiet on the home front. Got into a little phone sex with John and now I'm all worked up. Came once but thats not enough. Now Nancy called and wants to go downstairs for a drink. I'm so wet and horny I don't want to go. I want to stay here and fuck myself silly. Well, I will go and strap on my hummingbird work on my libido from there... It's always a turnon to cum while people are around and I try to hide it from them. Write more later, Nancy's knocking on my door.

Holy Shit! Nancy is a fucking nut! She definately has an alter ego. I think she needs a good FUCK! She came into my room with a bottle of wine and said we might as well drink cheaper and be comfortable instead of going downstairs.

No sooner did she get in the room when the conversation turned to guys and sex. She must have led a very sheltered life. Now I have my hummer on (turned off) and she is going on and on about how she wants to fuck Tony. I slip into my pocket and turn on my toy and as I'm buzzing away she is getting all worked up over Tony. She has it bad. Or needs it bad.

She asked if I ever watch porn in the hotel room when I travel and of course I said not really, but I really do, all the time. She said she always wanted to but was afraid it would show up on the bill and someone from the office would see it. I told her it doesn't say what movie it is and she started to hint she wanted to rent one. I told her I occasionally (yeah right) have rented them and have had no problem. So I turned the TV to the preview channel and we contemplated which one to rent for about 10 minutes. Then I suggested to get the all day pass and we could watch whatever we wanted. She was obviously getting excited over this.

She was like a kid in a candy shop. As I ordered the movies, she was pouring another glass of wine. When the movie started she set her drink down on the end table by the bed and got comfortable. My room had two twin beds so I was on one and she was on the other. When the TV went blank just before the movie came on, it was so quiet in the room I could hear my pussy purring. I couldn't believe the look on her face as the movie started. She asked if the movies were XXX or softcore. She thought they would be softcore. When I told her by the looks of it, they were XXX she looked like she was doing the worst thing in the world by watching them.

I couldn't believe I was sitting in a hotel room with a girl 10 years younger than me who I barely knew watching porn. She obviously knew that I had watched porn in my room before since I knew what kind it was and she saw how I just ordered the movie without reading the instructions. Not that it is that hard to do, but I guess I can do it with my eyes closed.

As we watched the first movie, it was apparent to me she was getting all hot and bothered. All of the sudden she made a comment about how pretty the girls were and how nicely trimmed or shaved they were. She asked me my opinion on shaving and decided she was going to do it too. She had only shaved a little for her bathing suit before.

I told her I like to just stay closely trimmed since it itches less and still looks good. She kept prying things out of me I couldn't believe I was telling her, but I liked it. It felt like I was the teacher. Then the wine kicked in and I started telling her about most of my little tricks and fantasies. When I told her about my hummingbird, she insisted on letting her see it. When I told her I was wearing it she didn't seem to care. She caught me off guard so I simply hiked up my skirt and showed her through my panties. She wanted to get one too.

We went online and I ordered her one to be shipped to my house since she still lived with her Mom and Dad. (which I didn't know) I went into the bathroom and took it off and cleaned it up so she could look at it closer. When I came out of the bathroom, I noticed she had just pulled her hand out of her crotch. She didn't realize I could see her in the mirror... She was fascinated by the movie and I tossed the hummer on the bed next to her. She was obviously turned on by it. She turned it on and played with it while she watched the movie. She got up to go to the bathroom and I thought she would be in there a while since I thought she was going in to take care of herself. I watched the movie and rubbed my pussy through my panties for a bit and all of the sudden the bathroom door opened, she caught me rubbing myself.

She smiled and said, "The wine is really good tonight" I agreed and fixed my skirt. I think she went through my overnight bag while she was in the bathroom since she immediately asked, "What is the bast way to trim your pussy? With mustache trimmers?" I carry mustache trimmers in my bag along with some Nair. I said it was easier to get rid of the long hair that way and use Nair for the rest. She asked if I had one so I said sure. I went and got it out of my bag and handed it to her. She asked if she could use it. I said sure.

I didn't think she meant right now. She went into the bathroom and closed the door. After a few minutes, I heard the trimmers going. Well I had to go to the door to listen. To my surprise, the door was cracked a bit and I could see her perfectly in the mirror. She has such a nice body, but she never really shows it off. I was shocked to see she stripped down to nothing from the waist down.

As the trimmer stopped I returned to my bed and continued to watch the movie. I was getting so worked up I was torn about what to do with myself. I asked her if she was ok through the door and she muttered yeah fine, can I use your shower? Sure... I went to the balcony and looked out and decided I would go out and have a smoke and rub my soaking wet pussy in private. I got out one of my toys and proceeded to fuck myself out on the balcony. Just about the time I was ready to cum she came out of the bathroom and called my name. Startled, I pulled the toy from my pussy and looked in to get her attention. She was wearing my robe and asking if I minded. She had a shit eating grin on her face and said I think I love it...

She asked if I would see if she did a good job and I couldn't even answer. She pulled the robe apart and I stood there looking at her beautiful pussy with not a hair on it. I gasped and said Shit yes! I mean it looks good to me. I came back in and sat on my bed leaving my other toy out on the balcony. As I sat down she walked by me to the balcony and walked out. I heard her say oooohh! She walked back in with my toy in her hand. I was embarrassed beyond belief. But excited at the same time.

By this time the movie was over and Nancy insisted we get another one. I checked the available titles, acting like I wasn't embarrassed and asked what she wanted to see. She said just pick one you think is good. I did and as I hung up the phone she was looking at my toy with a smile on her face. Then we got into a conversation about masturbation. She knew I liked my hummingbird but had no idea my fondness of masturbation in general. All I could think about was her clean pussy and my toy going in and out of it. I lost all inhibitions and took the toy from her and walked into the bathroom, cleaned it real well and handed it to her.

I asked if she ever used one before. She said she hadn't, she used her fingers or a cucumber of all things. She lay there on the bad playing with her new found toy and watching the movie intensely. When the girl on the movie whipped out her vibrator and went to town on herself Nancy got the right idea. She said she was chilled (it wasn't cold in the room, by any means) so she threw the covers over her. After about a minute, she decided she would go back to her room. She asked if she could take the toy. I told her she didn't have to leave. After all, the movie just started and there were 6 more to watch. She laughed with me. Then she asked if I had any other toys. I got up to get them. I pulled the bag of toys out and laid them on the bed.

She gasped and smiled. (actually she laughed) She told me to pick my favorite. I did and she got back under the covers and took off my robe. She threw it across at me and said get comfortable. I got undressed to my bra and panties and crawled into my bed. Before I was in bed I heard the hum of the toy I had given her. She was trying to hide how good it felt. I could see it. She stared at the TV and I took off the remaining clothes I had on. Here we are both lying naked under our covers and fucking ourselves like the other isn't supposed to know what we are doing. Watching the movie and listening to her moan ever so lightly I was getting all worked up.

Finally I said fuck it and flipped down the covers I was under and began to ride my toy like there was an audience outside my window watching me. I must have shocked Nancy, she seemed to stop for a minute to watch me. When I looked at her, she tore her covers off and it was like a competition to see who could get off first. She was like a girl who hadn't cum in years. She came first, I think twice before I did my first. We went at it till the end of the movie and then some. She lay there exausted and I was still going. She picked up the phone and figured out how to order another movie. We fucked ourselves til we couldnt walk anymore. By now it was 5:00 am and we hadn't slept a wink. Still not having touched her, I was thinking how nice it would be. Needless to say, she had to get back to her room and get some sleep before the guys came knocking and so did I. It is now 9:30 and I have only had 3 hours of sleep. I'm going to go get in the shower and get dressed. This ought to be an awkward day, but I think it will be fine. I hope!


Journal Entry 9/15/02

This girl is good. If I didn't know better, last night was a dream and it didn't really happen. Oddly enough, I think I'm feeling jelous since she didn't let on anything happened... Well then again, neither did I. Wonder how her pussy is feeling tonight.We all went out to lunch and saw some sights. Just coming back to freshen up before going back out tonight. God I can't stop thinking about Nancy and what happened last night. John would have given his left nut to see that display even though we never touched each other.

Well it was a usual early dinner with the guys. They kept trying to peek down my shirt while talking about women at the bar. We started dancing about 7:30. Dancing got a bit on the risque side. Only danced for about an hour or so. Nancy was dancing with Tony and started grinding on his leg. I think Mike expected the same from me. I was to busy watching Nancy at first. Then a slow song came on and Mike asked me to dance. I was hesitant at first but still gladly said OK! My nipples were hard as rocks again from watching Nancy and thinking of last night. Mike would say something to me and I would have to have him repeat himself. I acted like it was because of the music, but I was distracted.

Then I figured I would have some fun... During the second slow song, I pressed up against Mikes cock and felt him respond immediately... I felt a twinge between my legs and knew I had to cum soon... After the song was over and we were walking back to the table, I looked at his crotch and saw a definate bulge running down his leg. He must have been half erect and if that is half, I really want to see fully erect. As we ordered another round Tony asked me to dance, it was another slow song. I figured I hadn't felt Tony yet so this might be fun. Mike asked Nancy. While we were dancing, Tony asked me to hook him up with Nancy. While we were talking (and rubbing) I felt Tony's cock begin to grow. Since Tony and Nancy are single, I thought it might be fun to play matchmaker ... I agreed. Tony's cock was about half erect after the dance. I'm starting to get a complex... It is now 8:30 and the guys are at the store then they are going to meet us at the pool for a dip in the hottub. Nancy and I will be there first so I will talk to her there about Tony. I'm going down to Nancy's room now.

Back from the tub now. Caught a glimpse of Mikes cock up the leg of his trunks. Damn I want to fuck. At least it looks like Nancy is going to get lucky tonight. It's 10:30 and everyone is meeting here in about a half hour. God I hope its not a late night. Work tomorrow is going to suck. They're here. Write more later


Journal Entry 9/16/02 6:30 pm

Holy Fucking Shit!!!

John ever finds out about this I am DEAD MEAT! Probably shouldn't be writing it down, but I think this this PC is safe. Well I left off when they came to my room. I had been so distracted when I came in, I didn't notice that the toy I let Nancy use was sitting behind the TV. She must have put it there on her way out Saturday night or housekeeping found it and put it there. I was mortified. No one saw it until Nancy made the suggestion to rent a movie. I tried to grab it before anyone noticed but Mike saw it. As he reached for it, Nancy grabbed it and threw it to me.

We played keep away for about a minute and Tony got it from Nancy. Once Tony had it, I almost ran out of the room. I restrained myself and actually started to cry. Tears do wonders to a guy. Once they saw me tearing up, they did everything in their power to make me feel better. They were actually pretty amazing and sensitive. We got on a discussion of masturbation and everyone was really open. I felt better in no time. Don't know how I will feel when I see them back at the office. Although I now have some dirt on all 3 of them so I guess you can call it insurance.

After all of the discussion of masturbation and sex in general, Nancy picked up the phone and ordered a movie, an ALL DAY MOVIE PASS. I knew I was in trouble then. I thought I was the wild one but Nancy made me feel like a virgin. While watching the porn on the TV, Nancy kind of hinted about our time together the night before. I got real nervous, but it didn't appear the guys caught on. Then the bitch Nancy got out my hummingbird and proceeded to show it to Tony and Mike. By about midnight, all the guys could talk about was a demo of all my toys that Nancy pulled out to display.

By now, I really didn't care much since the alcohol was definately kicking in. Watching the porn and participating in the discussions got me so hot and wet, all I could think about was how was I going to cum... and still be a "Good Girl". Tony somehow convinced Nancy to demo the hummer since he didn't think it was all that... She went into the bathroom and got undressed, put it on and put on my robe. She came out of the bathroom and the guys were expecting to see her in her birthday suit but anyway she teased for about 10 minutes and then things got CRAZY the guys were like dogs in heat. I thought I was going to have to knock them out with the lamp or something. They cornered Nancy in the room and proceeded to pull at her (my) robe. If she were not laughing and having so much fun, I would have hit them both with something... I was somewhat scared, not to mention Horny as Hell. And a bit jealous.

After Nancy dropped the robe and the guys got a good look at the toy and her body they wanted an active demo. Nancy agreed and went to the chair and footstool and lay back. As soon as she turn on the hummer, she arched her back and started moving and moaning like she did the night before. The guys were getting rock hard, there was no question this time. Now I am jealous... After about 5 minutes of that they wanted to see the others. I had 5 in all. One I had bought earlier that week before anyone else was there.

I could not believe how willing she was to do this. The first one she did was the smaller of the bunch about 5". Mike asked if either of us can deep throat. I replied I can take about 8" and Nancy said she never could go past 5". They guys want to see a demo of that too. I was like what is this, please the guys night... Nancy attempted to swallow the 5" and started to gag when it was all the way in. The guys wanted me to demo the 8" dildo. Out of the blue I said OK. Damn it I'll prove it.

I think I was just trying to get some attention. Anyway, I took the dildo in my hand and tilted my head back and inserted it in my mouth. I stroked it in and out a few time to become used to it and all of a sudden, it disappeared down my throat. I left it there for about 3 seconds and pulled the length of it out and looked them in the eye and smiled. "Told Ya. NO Problem."

Well one thing led to another and the next thing I know, Nancy has Tony's cock in her hand and Mike is fucking her pussy with the 8" dildo. Tony had a pretty nice cock but for some reason I was waiting to see Mikes. Tony stood up next to Nancy and she took him in her mouth. Tony wasn't a bit shy, that's for sure. Mike on the other hand kept fucking her with my toy and keeping his dick in his pants. I already had my shorts pulled to the side fingering my pussy but wanted to see Mike's cock in the worst way. I kept trying to encourage Mike to go to the other side of Nancy, but he wouldn't.

Mike is married and I don't think he has ever cheated on his wife before. Gotta respect that. As I heard Nancy gag a bit I made the remark to Tony, "Not so deep." She was bound and determined to take him all. She kept trying and gagging. I took the toy from Mike and told her to look at me for a minute. I showed her how to take him deep in about 2 minutes. She had it down pat like a pro.

Tony was about 7" if that, and I knew Mike had to be bigger. Mike turned to me and said quite honestly, "You can do it on that but can you do it on the real thing?"

I was taken by surprise but acted on need and reached over and undid his shorts draw string and said, "Lets see." He wore underwear, nothing fancy but low cut. As I pulled the shorts off of him I saw his cock begin to creep out of the top of his jockys. He looked shocked that I was doing this and frankly I was shocked at myself. The urge was to strong and the curiosity was too. I pulled his jockeys off and freed his cock, it was still growing and my God I wasn't disappointed for the wait. I reached down and took him in my hand and began to stroke him to get him real hard.

Not even paying attention to Nancy and Tony, I pushed Mike onto the bed and knelt down between his thighs. I looked him in the eyes and said I can't believe this... He smiled and said me either. I leaned forward and took him in my mouth and sucked on his cockhead for a few seconds. I began to take him deeper and deeper until I was sure I could take him all.

Once I was sure, I took a breath and took him to the hilt. As I pulled him out of my throat, he let out a low groan and yelled, "SHIT!" He came right down my throat. Figuring he just began I rammed him back down my throat and felt him jerking in my throat. When he couldn't take anymore I pulled him out of my mouth and turned to find Nancy and Tony fucking like rabbits.

Mike laid back exhausted and I still had not cum. I grabbed my 8" toy and began to fuck the living hell out of myself. Mike began to rise again. Nancy saw Mike was ready again and motioned for him to come over and join Tony. She wanted to try that 8" cock in her mouth. I lay there fucking myself and watching my student of oral take Mike like a pro...

I felt proud. I never did get fucked by a cock, but Mike fucked me with my toy and I came at least 6 times.

Well everyone left just in time to shower and go to work. Work was pretty easy today, thank God. The HP rep did most of the work. Wonder what tonight has in store for us. Think I need a break. We have all week...

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Leisa is back to writing her hot hot journals and this one just takes the cake. I'm still masturbating to her hot action with the blow job and the dildos. And her friend, Nancy, what a fox. Thanx Leisa. I love it.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Monday, November 18, 2002

Eskimos Fuck The Cowboy
by Cowboy Cock

I was on a long pack trip in Alaska. Fucked some real ugly chicks. Not much to chose from up there.

Did a mother daughter eskimo team. They were about 5' tall each and liked the cowboys 6'6" frame. And the cock. Their men tend to have small cocks.

We met at a bar if you could call this shack that. I bought a couple of drinks and off we went. They were pretty plastered so I suggested we go back to their place. Both of them thought I wanted them instead of the other but after I started kissing both they got the idea and we were off to the races.

Mom had a bad leg and her daughter helped her climb on top and supported her as she rode my cock. She had big hangin boobs. The daughter finally went down and started sucking my balls as mom exploded her goo all over them.

After her orgasm she got off for her daughter to ride. But I wanted her from behind and I bent the little drunk over the edge of the dressing table and started fucking like a crazed animal. I motioned for mom to come over and I started fingering her warm cunt to get some good lube.

Then I placed my gooey finger at her daughter's ass and pushed it in. The daughter loved it but the mom protested. I shot her a look and she knew there was no stopping me. I plugged her daughter's ass with my cock.

It took about 9 or 10 slow pumps to get it in. Then I pulled her upright so her mom could see her spread pussy as I fucked her ass.

I was going to cum so I took it out and pulled off my rubber and started to whack it. I made them hold each other boob to boob and face me with mouths open. Then I blew a tremendous load in their black hair and down their faces.

It was pretty fucking hot. I got dressed and split. I left some cash on the counter for them but I think they enjoyed it as much as I did.

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I got on chat with Cowboy Cock this morning and he told me this hot story. I'm only a little taller than the eskimos so we pretended I had dark hair and we had an instant replay. Thanx Cowboy. I love your stuff.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Monday, November 18, 2002

I Lost Her Number
by sbj

Maybe I could tell you a story?

One day I'd been to the dentist, a crown came loose and needed replacing and on the deserted station at 10:30 after the commuters had gone I got chatting to a pretty whore on her way into the city to work.

She was riding into London Bridge to a brothel in Welling Garden City and I sat next to her and chatted, and she told me how she was working up to getting a flat, and her lips were cherry red and I felt myself getting hard.

And I went with her to Welling Garden City and had her for her first lay of the day, good and hard, and she gave me her number and I lost it, and if she's reading, I hope she won't think I've forgotten her.

We lay next to each other and wanked ourselves, and she darted her hand like a little bird pecking at her clit, and I tried to learn to do that for her, but I was too rough.

So instead I kissed her clit, and paid her more than she asked for in compliments and money and kisses.

She told me her name was Sarah. (although I know it probably wasn't) I still hope someone might know her and tell me her number again.

Well I hoped someone might, like that, out in the void.

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sbj made his plea in the chat logs. He's dreaming on this pretty working girl. He really liked her. He's been haunting the train and Welling Garden City looking for Sarah.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Sunday, November 17, 2002

Dirty Talk
by JoJo Jinx

When it comes to dirty talk
You know that JoJo walks the walk.
She's got a potty mouth supreme.
She'll tell a tale to make you cream.

When you wank it and you're cumming
You'll hear this little tune she's humming.
She hums on it for all the guys.
You can barely hear between their cries

Of orgasmic bliss while spurting jit
Into her mouth ... she's humming it.
She hums on cock she hums on cunt
It goes ... cum cum thass what i want.

It goes ... cum cum thass what i need.
Don't hesitate ... give me your seed.
Cum cum cum i've got to have it.
Cum for me and feed my habit.

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Nutty had a bad connection. Before he got back into chat I had already finished this. Then he fed my habit. Yummmmy.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Sunday, November 17, 2002

its 35 degree's and it just started raining
by jimmi

i wish i wish
to fuck this bitch
in the pouring rain

our bodies wet
id luv to get
now in the hailing rain

so warm are we
we fuck with glee
now in the spastic rain

she's screaming now
im thinking wow
now in the plundering rain

she cums not once
or even twice
man i like this dame

im close at last
i got to blast
her pussies full, I came

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Jimmi sent me this nice poem after he fucked me in chat. He's from Australia so we got a time shift thing going on.

I hope I get to chat with him today.
I hope I get to make him cum again.
I hope to get all sticky from his rain.
I hope to get my face right in the way.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Tuesday, November 12, 2002

Smoking Fetish Explained
by Mick Carlo

For those of you who can't understand this "fetish" (or "affliction," if you will) that I share with many, let me try to elucidate. It really isn't that hard to fathom, once you consider the implications the act itself might suggest to the suggestible observer, especially those of us who happen to be the male of the species.

That's actually a good place to start. And that is, to equate it with the mating rituals practiced and commonly shared, on this planet, between the opposite sexes of many of the life forms here. Now, I don't mean to be silly and imply that some animals smoke to attract mates. No. But the common practice of using objects, and in some cases, combined with motion through intricate patterns of body language, are choreographed into many a species' sexual mating ritual. Rituals performed with the intent to spur interest, and otherwise excite members of the opposite sex. Granted, the act of smoking is deeply routed in psychological aspects of the human experience, but let's leave the obvious Freudian implications out for a moment.

If you look at it objectively, the cigarette (a phallic object, I may point out - Oops! So much for leaving Freud out momentarily! LOL) can be and has been used, as an extension or exemplifying prop in the complex human mating ritual. Its utilization as a "step in the dance," is no different as a teasing, alluring element in the mating game than the use of a car, clothes, perfume and so on.

"Ah," but you say, "Cigarettes can kill!" Well, that danger and risk factor comes into play here and is also part of the mystique, and its "sexiness." In the case of a car; every time you get behind the wheel and put the key in the ignition, you immediately begin the risk to your own life, AND you are a danger to the people around you, once you are in motion. Not to mention the toxins produced by the burning of fossil fuels with which you are polluting the air, via your exhaust pipe! Reminiscent of the smoking and the second-hand smoke issue itself, is it not? We won't see them banning cars and oil any time soon, though! But that's another argument.

So, what motivates us when picking out the "right" car and color, other than its pure functionality? I'll answer that! We are motivated deep down inside, by what we think its effect will be on members of the opposite "camp!" Its attractiveness, or sexiness becomes a factor. How many times have we heard these mere transportation devices, these objects, being referred to as "sexy?" Mere objects that can kill, I might add! But nonetheless, they are used as vehicles (pardon the pun) to initiate contact, within the complex dance steps of the modern human mating ritual. Now, as for the Freudian aspect; this explanation can get into much detail, and become very lengthy. Essentially, Freud describes the gratification of the "oral fixation," a term he coined to describe the condition, which causes certain people to always require stimulation orally. Smoking is just one activity that temporarily satisfies that "urge." Of course, I'm over-simplifying the explanation, but it will have to do for now.



Besides that, the act of smoking itself carries with it much, in terms of its incorporation into the body language utilized when two people are mutually attracted to one another. From a heterosexual man’s point of view (especially a man, who is susceptible) a woman smoking, and how she is smoking, can communicate a lot of sexual signals. I’m sure the reasons are the same for members of alternative life styles. The cigarette itself, is a phallic object, and can be used suggestively. For me, everything about the observation of this seemingly simple act can be incredibly simulating at times! I don’t know, call me crazy…but the sight of a woman holding the cigarette gently in her fingers, then placing the filter between her lips to take a drag (her lips pursed around the tip in a sensuous kiss…her cheeks hollowing), then her lips pursing again to exhale a perfect cone of smoke into the air, is SO SEXY and can sometimes drive me up the proverbial wall! And aside from my personal slant on this, another important point must be made here; developments in today’s negative social views upon smoking have put a new twist in the mix, so to speak. Smoking has become taboo. And therefore in the minds of many it has taken on an element of eroticism because of the prevailing anti-smoking attitude and the censorship involved. …okay… I’ll stop. But you get my point, I hope? There is validity to this attraction. Strange? I admit. But, after all; we are only humam. And as complex creatures go, there’s a lot to explaining what makes us tick…

Yours,
Mick
(Written by M. Carlo 9/1995)

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Mick Carlo is a regular contributor to the site and the host for the yahoo group, smokingfetish-stories-freepress.

smokingfetish-stories-free-press

Mick said he would stop but that doesn't mean I have to. There is also the aphrodisiac affect of smoking itself. Even tobacco smoke gives me a tingles and makes my blood run. And many herbal smokes sensitize me even more than tobacco. I think smoking and masturbating go together.

The act of smoking is social. If you want to get to know someone who smokes you can always bum a cigarette and start a conversation. Blowing smoke into their personal space is not exactly like touching but it is similar. Taking a big toke and looking down is like saying, "I want to suck your cock."

The post coitus cigarette is traditional. Have a smoke while you got your glow on. Mick moves smoking into foreplay and into the sex act itself.

Thanx Mick ... for thinking.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Tuesday, November 12, 2002

Perfect Doggerel
by JoJo Jinx

Your cum is like syrup.
So I go slurp slurup.

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Going out to jimmi. Slurp slurup. Slurp slurup.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Tuesday, November 12, 2002

Penis Ring Gives Men Erections

Ok, this is great. Put this ring around a guy's cock and it gives him a hardon. It's a battery powered stimulator, I guess a kind of a vibrator for dicks.

Here's a link to the news story.

Norwegian penis ring can replace Viagra

Oh yeah. I can't wait to get me one of these. Nothing beats a nice stiff cock.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Sunday, November 10, 2002

The Masseur
by Pat

This story involves Owen, a close friend and a lovely guy, a qualified masseur, he had a body that most men would die for and was an escort also. All in all led a very interesting life. I had known him some years now, although we never got involved physically, but I have a sore neck and back due to my hectic week so I decided to phone him up. Also I might add he helped me in many ways. Whenever I had a problem that needed sorting it was Owen that would come to my rescue.

Whenever he was in my area he would pop in for a drink and a chat and also my friends found his lifestyle interesting and exciting. Many a time he arrived he had come straight from a 'job' and I thought nothing of him showering his 'mess' away down my plug hole so that he felt refreshed and could relax with me. Being a masseur he would always 'paw' me and would take the strain of the day out of me by soothing my shoulders with a gentle rub. He used to talk to me and say that he would love to give me a full body massage, I would have liked that, and so would he, but I never took him seriously.

The other evening he phoned. I had had a shit day at work and hearing Owen's sweet tones made me think of my painful neck and the need for it to be soothed by him so we decided he should pop around and give me that much needed massage tonight. I needed a shower to relax and to feel Owen's hands massaging my daily stress away and was excited to hear the door bell go, knowing it was Owen. I remember taking special care in my hygiene in the shower that evening, and getting back to the 'butterflies' - well mine were beginning to flutter. I didn't get dressed but just threw on a toweling robe which is usual when I am alone. Owen needed his shower also and while he was away I fixed us both a strong drink, to calm my nerves mainly but I knew Owen would need one also.

Right, Owen back from his shower and dressed in an old dressing gown I left out for him. He boldly asked me whether I wanted the sexual one or the professional one, it was up to me. Straight away I asked about the exciting one and it sounded rather special so ...

The sexual one it was, no sex - unless!! But he had a bottle of some kind of nitrate which he poured to either side of my face onto cotton wool and the aroma of that would put me into a state of 'heightened sexuality' and Owen was to take things from there.

"Go for that." I said without even considering the outcome. So we did.

Then Owen said he needed 10 minutes to get the bedroom ready. Waiting impatiently I started to fidget. The excitement grew as Owen came back down.

He came back into the living room and had changed into a tight pair of white shorts. I knew he had a fine body but I never knew it was that gorgeous. He really was a hunk of a guy, he was over six feet tall, and he always wore a leather 'turban?', so as to make him look more sinister, or so he says. But his tight trunks revealed something that I had never noticed, that he was 'very large down there' and his dark body was rippling in 100% muscle.

He sat and shared a drink with me then said, "When you're ready Pat ..."

I was. He had done the bedroom out so that it was in almost complete darkness with a drape over the light made the room look very red and very intimate.

Owen stood nearly 12 inches above me and his dark muscular chest was clean smelling with the sprays that he had used while in the bathroom. Loosening my dressing gown it was soon off of my shoulders, I felt his piercing dark eyes looking over me and his hands resting on my hips. One movement by Owen and I was up into his arms and he carried me gently over to the bed. Laying me down on my stomach it wasn't long before I felt warm oil trickling down my back. First the massage was a wee bit painful, but soon I was relaxing and to tell you the truth, I had had a busy day at work and could easily have fallen to sleep right there.

I don't know whether I did or not, but my skin was tingling, and although not in a sexual state I was in a condition that if Owen wanted sex there and then I was ready for him. Pulling me over now so that I was resting on my back, I noticed Owen's monster endowment was now semi erect and was sticking out miles from his body. I commented on it asking if he was 'pleased to see me'. Nodding he asked if he should take them off. I agreed saying that it would even things up a bit. His body got even better looking as he did. Like me he was shaved, and he had a small tattoo of a star just above his heavy looking cock. It really was a beautiful sight and he had me wondering whether I would get my wish with it.

The oil started pouring out of the bottle he was holding up above me. It was warm and I could feel it trickling over my shoulders and boobs. First one arm, then the next were oiled and manipulated so that they ended up above my head. Then my neck and shoulders were given the treatment and down to my boobs. My nipples were already sticking out a great deal and I was sighing with pleasure as Owen gently got them to nigh on explode for him. I was bored with all this, I wanted Owen here and now to finish off the job, but he had other ideas.

My legs and feet were the next target and after each leg had been 'done' Owen left me with my legs bent at the knees and my feet very wide apart. I know I was sexually soaked and I could smell my excitement and was impatiently waiting for Owen to trickle that oil onto my wet parts.

Owen was now kneeling on the bed. I could feel the warmness of his body touching mine. While I felt the oils spraying onto my body his long and heavy cock was resting on my stomach. Then his magic palms started to manipulate my inner body and I felt his fingers circling around my inner open and wet lips. I put a hand down to help but I was not allowed to. He placed it back above my head. The tingling and warmth that was inside my stomach was beginning to accumulate around Owen's fingers and it wasn't long before I needed to climax. Owen knew this and took some cotton wool out of this bowl that was beside my head and told me to breath in the aroma. As I was doing that I felt my head spinning. I don't know how loud I was screaming, but my first orgasm was so intense I don't remember ever having one like it. Then, still with Owen's finger's inside me I felt him twisting around on the bed. Eagerly he put his erection close to my face and I greedily took it into my mouth. I was out of control now the rhythmic fingers of Owen were sending me into an orgasmic frenzy and I would have gladly settled for Owen to have planted his seed deep inside my willing mouth.

But, of course, Owen suggested that he went 'down there' pointing to my eager and open legs. Then he did.

Changing positions, with Owen's fingers still inside me, I soon felt his tongue probing in and around me and each magic movement of Owen's tongue brought a squirm of delight. Although I was soaking wet Owen soon had me gasping as he brought me to my second and third orgasms. Soon there was nothing filling me up, only a cool dampness. Then he said he wanted to enter me. Because of his varied lifestyle I insisted he put a condom on. Soon Owen was kneeling between my legs lubed up and sheathed in latex. I felt his large manhood slowly slide into my eager wet pussy. It felt as good as it looked earlier and he seemed to know exactly how to give me full pleasure. The small amount of pain he was generating because of his size was worth it for the pleasure I was taking ...

Owen's pumping into me was so intense that I found it hard to concentrate on anything else so I laid there submissively taking everything Owen had to offer. This seemed to prompt Owen also, as if he knew that I had by now had just about enough in one go and I felt his erection inside me tighten up and Owen came too and feeling his manhood withdrawing from me, he quickly discarded his condom and I felt his hot spurts of come shooting out over my equally hot stomach.

Owen collapsed above me but I remember seeing his erection still as erect as it was when I saw it last a few seconds before it went into me.

All of a sudden it was cold, my body was soaked in the oil and moisture that Owen had produced and I was still unable to move. The last I remember of that day was Owen getting an old sheet from the cupboard and wrapping it around me, quietly leaving me alone to relax in the pleasure that he had given me.

It was morning when I awoke wondering if this had been a dream or real. I was delighted to feel the soreness inside me and know that it was no dream, even though that pain in my shoulder still lingers ... I guess I'll have to ask Owen to come back for another massage.

posted by JoJo Jinx on Wednesday, November 06, 2002

News From Breesze

I got this email from breesze69. What a honey.

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wassuupp, baby? love you,

well i am having a fucked up day, how about you?

well i hope you're having a better day than i? anyway, how are you on this fall day,

well i am ok on this beautiful day..wishing i was with you!!!

well, how have you been? i am getting higher,and higher every day, for you jojo.....love you and miss you very much every day, hope you know this baby? i thought i would let you know that, i am so in love with your fantasy that i want you to know that you mean all the world to me !!!!!!!!!!!!!! i wish you well and hope for you the best in life! i am yours always and forever! i love you little girl, i hope you respect me for nothing else but that, ok baby? thank you for e-mailing me jojo, hey, you're so smooth in my mind, what i have left of one!! ha,ha,ha,! i went and got high today baby, excuse me ok? you go girl, jojo do you really miss me baby,or you just bullshittin me? cumm to me, tell me the truth ok jojo?

well baby gotta go love you and miss you so badly, i think of you night and day....i hope one day we can hook up,

love you breesze69

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Of course I miss you baby. Things just aren't the same without you. When are you coming back?

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Friday, November 01, 2002

The Elevator
by Santa's Slut
Santas_Slut3000@yahoo.com

Christmas was coming. It was 19**, just after grad school, and boyfriend or not, I was going to give myself a present.

I went to Woodruff's, the upscale department store downtown, and went up to the 11th floor: Lingerie, On Wednesday, there was just one lonely salesman up there during the day...

I looked around the store first, catching a young man's eye. If I wasn't mistaken, he'd begun following me from one section to another. I smiled, and headed up to 11.

No saleswoman in sight, I found myself alone with Jerry, the Wednesday salesman. Jerry wasn't a nerd, but he was pretty close. He wasn't completely embarassed about where he was stationed on Wednesdays, but almost. I had him show me around the newest arrivals: the black merrywidow set, the french maid, the silky catsuit, latex nurse outfit...

I'd picked out my selections and slipped into a dressing room near the back. "Don't go far," I told Jerry. "I need your opinion."

I slipped into the latex nurse outfit first. Pulling open the curtain, I showed Jerry. "You like?" I asked.

"Yes. Yes," he said.

"Not revealing enough, though. Is it?" I slipped back inside.

Next I tried on the french maid outfit. "How 'bout this?" I asked, stepping out of the little room. I bent at the waist, so he could see down the front of the dress. "Too much?" I asked.

"No," he said, beginning to stammer. He looked around the floor, quickly, to see if anyone was near, but there wasn't. I think he took a step closer to the dressing room as I slipped back in and pulled the curtain...

I found myself slipping two fingers into myself then, in between changes. I was getting so worked up.

Next I tried on the catsuit. It was stretchy and skintight, showing my every curve. Stepping out of the dressing room, I could see Jerry's gaze on my cleavage. My nipples were hard against the thin material. I turned around so he could see my legs and ass better. "How's it look?" I asked innocently enough.

"G-good," Jerry said.

With my back to him still, I said, "Wait a minute, let me adjust." Out of his line of sight, I slipped a hand down the button-front, sliping a finger into myself again. I didn't know if he could tell what I was doing or not....

I managed to get myself back into the dressing room. My legs were wobbly from the excitement. I slipped the stockings and panties and lace corset of the merrywidow set on. I could Jerry's shadow, closer now, outside. Just a curtain between us...corset

I had to reach into my panties, one last time. I was sliding a finger in and out of myself and drumming my clit with my thumb in no time. I was too close, and I couldn't stop myself; I couldn't hold back. Leaning against the wall, I brought myself off. Jerry must've heard my wimpering, no matter how quiet I tried to be. "are you okay in there?" he asked.

"Uh-oh," I said. "You better come in here, Jerry. I think I ruined it."

I think Jerry thought there was actually a problem for a second. Then he saw me, sitting on the little, cushioned bench, my breasts over the cups of the corset, teasing one nipple, while my other hand was working inside my panties....

"I got these nice satin panties all wet, Jerry. I think they're ruined. Jerry pulled the curtain closed behind him..."

I reached over, unzipping his pants. "Give me that cock, Jerry," I said. "I want to suck it."

I squeezed his ass with one hand, pulling him forward into my mouth, as my fingers continued deep in my pussy... Before I knew it, I was cumming, gasping for air, as his cock filled my hungry mouth. Sucking it, and cumming on my fingers while he watched...

I milked it with my lips, taking him deep, then just the head, then deeeeep. I had cum twice by the time I could taste that delicious pre-cum, and I was hungry...

and that's when the fire alarm went off.

"Anyone up here?" we could hear from outside. Jerry pulled up his pants. I threw my trench coat over my shoulders, and we stumbled out of the dressing room. Jerry headed me toward the back. We could hear the fire marshal's voice behind us. "That's right, everybody move to the elevator please."

Once in the elevator, the doors closed and the fire marshal put his key into a switch beneath the floor buttons. Turning it, the elevator began to move down. Then jerked to a stop. When the "fire marshal" turned around, I could see the security badge on him, not fire marshal, and it was the guy watching and following me earlier!

"Sorry folks, this may take awhile. Electrical fire. Could keep us up here for hours," he said.

But I was on to him. "Mr. Security Man, you wouldn't happen to have been following me around the store today, would you?

"And you wouldn't have been watching any dressing rooms on a security camera, would you?" "I couldn't tell you what the store policy on that is, Miss. I work for the security company, sends us to different sites each night." I could see the bulge in his pants. I let my trench coat fall open.

"So, you wouldn't mind then, if I just finished sucking off Jerry, here?" I said.

"I don't work for the store, Miss. Unless they're stealing, what the employees do is none of my business."

With Mr. Security Man watching, I slipped off my trench coat and fell to my knees in front of Jerry. His cock was hard again in no time...

I bobbed my head this time, sucking him deep, while I stroked his cock with my hand at the same time...

Jerry was groaning. His scent was everywhere. I tongued his ball sac while stroking his shaft, before taking it all all down my throat again....

I was so-oooo hungry. I couldn't stop. I twisted my head back and forth, I teasind the crown, I massaged his balls. "Give it to me, Jerry," I said. "Give me all that hot cum you've been saving up for me!"

My mouth filled again with his man meat, I felt it jerk, then jerk again, sending his delicious load across my tongue and down my throat....

I looked over my shoulder to see Mr. Security Man, sitting on the elevator floor, watching the show. His cock was out, stroking it, as he watched us.

Crawling over to him, I slipped a condom over his hot length, and then lowered myself onto it...

Sometimes I talk dirty to get my partner off. Sometimes I talk dirty because it gets ME off. This was both.

"You like to watch, baby? You like to watch me finger my pussy in the dressing room?" "y yes..." he said.

"You like to watch me suck cock, baby?"

"Y-Yesss," he said. I was riding his cock faster now, our flesh slapping together. I reached around, stroking his balls as I rode him

"You're a bad girl..." he said. "You're right!" I told him. "I am a VERY bad girl."

I rode it faster now, faster. I rubbed my clit. His eyes grew bigger, watching me. "I'm a Very Bad Girl. I'm a SLUT !! "

and I was cumming, all over that nice, hard cock....

ooooooooohhh

and then I had turned around, reverse cowgirl, riding his cock faster, his hands on my hips...

I held my breasts, going faster, faster....

My mouth opening, my moaning louder, louder...

When I felt Jerry's cock, hard again, push into my mouth...

And I was cumming... Cumming on two cocks...

ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh

oh goddd

cummmming

mmmm.

had to cum. mmm. okay...

I climbed off Mr. Security Man, and got on all fours in the middle of the elevator.

I had Jerry in my mouth as Mr. Security Man slipped it into me from behind....

He pulled me back and forth on his cock, throwing me around like a rag doll. Their cocks moving in and out of me, I pictured them both cumming.... covering my face, my ass, with their sticky hot cum...They didn't, but I did, cumming between their cocks, ON their cocks....

I was still quivering, my voice quivering, when I told Jerry to lay down. Condomed, I slid my pussy down his pole. Looking over my shoulder, and talking very slowly, I told Mr. Security Man, "Fuck... My... Ass !"

I'd only had anal sex a couple of times at this point in my life, and his cock felt Huge. Soon they'd worked out a rhythm, fucking my pussy and my ass, sawing their shafts in and out of me. I came and came and just kept cumming....

When I couldn't take it, I told them to stop. My pussy pulsing around their hard meat. When I'd recovered, I looked Jerry in the eye, then, and said, "I want you to fuck my face, baby."

Mouth full of cock, I pushed back against the cock in my ass, taking it, fucking it. Taking Jerry out of my mouth for a second, I looked back at Mr. Security Man. "Slap that ass when you Fuck It!" I told him.

"And you," I said looking up at Jerry. "I thought I told you fuck my face."

Mr. Security Man took me, pounding my ass, spanking it, while Jerry held my face gently in his hands, and fucked my face like he was told.

His hot cum bubbling up, shooting. I pulled it out, stroking it, taking the second shot on my tongue, the third and fourth on my slutty face. "Yeah, fuck this slut!" I said, as Mr. Security Man filled my ass with his hot cum.....

ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!

mmmm

phew !

The End

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Santa's slut has been on a roll. I love her slutty stories. They make me so wet. She really knows how to handle a cock or two.

Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com

posted by JoJo Jinx on Friday, November 01, 2002