Clunky Boobs

The music was pumping and the club was steamy from the press of over 700 undulating bodies. Even though I was wearing only a matching cropped tank and front zip mini skirt with spiked boots I was glazed with a sheen of sweat. It didn’t help that the outfit was all red latex, it looks and feels fabulous but doesn’t breathe well…especially in a crowded club. My hair was water slicked back from the bottles being sprayed into the crowd for cooling purposes and tucked behind my ears to prevent it from whipping into the eyes of other dancers on the packed floor. I have a thing for latex… I can’t keep my hands off anyone wearing it and become extremely turned on by running my fingers over a smooth piece of rubber. My body is well toned from hours in the gym every week and I have been blessed with full breasts that fill the top nicely, spilling out over the low cut, skin tight piece of material. (more…)

After Emily’s birthday my relationship with Jaime dominated my life. Even when two hundred miles away she never left my mind. I was the hopelessly devoted long distance boyfriend I had always made fun of. But it left me in pure bliss. I became the guy that stayed home on Friday and Saturday nights to talk to his girlfriend on the phone. I was the guy who always brought up his girlfriend even when talking to the most scintillating female at a party. And I was the guy who passed up weekend trips to Vegas or Mexico just so I could make a quick visit back home. (more…)

*Chapter 2 – Playtesting*

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“Part II of the Perfect Game

Wherein we give the game a second try.”

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If you’ve read the first part of this story, you know how I went about inventing my “Perfect Party Game”, and the initial overwhelming success we experienced with it.

Plans were going ahead to try it in a group of 7, instead of the original 5, and all the original participants were eager to see if we could corrupt two more friends.

We knew Frank and Delara casually. He was a bit older, in his mid 30’s and she was foreign, though I’m not sure from where, maybe Greece or Turkey. (more…)

“Note from Slickman. Sex to some is love. To others it’s just a roll in the hay. To Amy and Eric it is a game of seduction. Everyone is at least 18 years of age in the story so make sure you are at least 18 years old and enjoy. ”

Amy was born to seduce. Her baby blue eyes and cute smile could melt even the coldest of hearts. As a small child she discovered if she used her good looks and charm she could get just about anyone to do what she wanted. In kindergarten she would only smile at the other kids and they would bring her their toys. (more…)

It started out weird.

Sitting in the bedroom, listening to girls giggling downstairs, that’s weird. But there I was, sitting in my bedroom, reading a ridiculously boring book and trying to think about something – anything other than the party that was going on downstairs.

Sarah, my wife of eight years, was entertaining the girls. It’s something she doesn’t do that often without me; but on this occasion she was throwing a pajama party, and my presence was neither requested nor desired. All told, there were four girls at the party. My wife and three girlfriends. And they were drinking wine and watching movies and playing cards and girl-talking the night away, barely fifteen feet below me. In pajamas and nightgowns, no less! All silky and cottony and smooth. (more…)