Clunky Boobs

You arrive ten minutes early. I haven’t finished getting ready.

“The door’s unlocked!” I yell from my bedroom, “Come in.”

You enter and wipe your shoes. I finish putting on a touch of make-up and exit my room. I smile as I see you and give you a big hug, planting a kiss on your lips.

“Ready?” You ask.

I nod and move to the door. You follow. I lock the door behind you as we step outside. You open the car door for me and close it once I’m settled.

The drive to your home is short. I feel myself begin to get slightly wet as I wonder what you have planned. You tell me to wait when we arrive. I watch as you run inside. (more…)

Mark went into the room and in the noise and laughter he whispered my suggestion to the others in turn. Sue did not realize the plan and by the look on her face thought they were whispering their admiration of her. She slid down the seat a little more so her skirt rode up her thighs over her stocking tops. No more encouragement was needed for these guys. The two guys beside her started to run their hands up and down her legs and over her full tits.

She pretended to stop them, but she made only a token resistance. She was getting really turned on now. Sue turned to the guy on her left and their lips met, the other guy, on her right, moved his hand all the way up her leg to her pussy and pressed his fingers into her over her panties. She pulled him away, but she was to weak to hold his hand off as he pulled her arm back to her side and held it there. (more…)

As Roxanne nursed her martini in the lobby bar of the Royal Victorian hotel, her mind raced as she contemplated what might transpire that evening. Roxanne replayed last evenings call from Ryan. Ryan had been traveling on business extensively and invited Roxanne to a romantic dinner. Roxanne smiled as she recalled Ryan’s promise of a very special dessert.

She scanned the room and observed a young couple engaged in animated conversation. As the man gently stroked the shapely leg of his date, Roxanne felt a tingle of excitement. She was feeling sexy and very aroused. Roxanne rolled her head back, closed her eyes and recalled the evening of steamy sex that she and Ryan had shared before his recent trip to Seattle. Roxanne felt the strong hand of a man on her right thigh and opened her eyes to see Ryan standing before her. She drank in his ruggedly handsome face as Ryan stroked the silky material of her form fitting dress. He leaned forward and kissed Roxanne deeply, pulling her close as he ran his left hand through her soft hair. Again she tingled with anticipation and felt the faint dampness of excitement building in her sex. Ryan finished off the martini and took Roxanne by the hand, leading her to the hotel dining room. (more…)

“Note: The following story was suggested by a Literotica reader.”

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Tia was working late in her graphics art office. When she was on a deadline she had to put in the extra hours. It wasn’t something that was popular at her house but it was becoming more common place and was at least no longer a surprise.

She had already called her husband James to let him know she wouldn’t be home for dinner. He didn’t mind calling for pizza but he always hated it when she wasn’t around. He gave her a bad time about it over the phone and she promised to make it up to him somehow. (more…)

The fridge is full so help your self were the last words she spoke as she left the house, I was here to baby-sit her two sons aged two and four, they were both fast asleep and her hubby was having a shower before he too was off out for the night, I turned the television on and sat myself down on the settee ready for the night ahead.

The door opened and in walked the older of the two children rubbing his eyes, and here we go I thought to myself as I went over to him to comfort him,

“What’s the matter sweetie”, I asked, (more…)

I was making pancakes for my boyfriend when the phone rang. As I spun around to answer it, the spatula knocked into the mixing bowl. The bowl tipped, and gooey pancake batter oozed off the counter, down the cabinet and onto the floor. My boyfriend threw his NASCAR magazine onto the kitchen table and shook his head.

“Nice goin’, bitch,” he said. “Now clean it up.”

He picked up the phone as it rang for the fifth time.

“What?” he said. That’s how he always answered the phone. No “hello,” no “hi,” just “what.” “Uh-huh….Sure, sounds fuckin’ great….Ha-ha….OK, see you there.” (more…)

The best weekend of my life. That”s the only way I can describe it. I mean, I hoped I”d get lucky while I was in Louisville for Rav and Lynne”s wedding, but I never expected to get this lucky. Who would have? I guess every once in a while, the planets come into alignment and these unexplainable things happen. And believe me, I”m NOT complaining.

I flew in on Thursday night, staying at Rav”s house that night but in a hotel for the rest of the weekend. The next morning, while Rav and Lynne would be taking care of last minute preparations, I would be picking people at the airport and getting them to the hotel. Rav picked me up at the airport and took me out for a few drinks before we went back to his place and turned in for the night. I was laying in the same bed in the same room I”d stayed in last time I”d visited him about a year and a half ago. It was a fun trip that ended in an unexpected fashion, which I recalled as I lay there. (more…)

I’ll never forget the day my husband came home to me. He is in the Army and had been in Korea for a year on a hardship tour. It was the most difficult time of my life. The whole time he was gone it was like a part of me was missing. In truth something was missing…my heart. We’ve been together for seven years now, married for three, and it seems that we are both halves of the same whole. I came alive again the moment I saw him walking through the airport terminal towards me. This was before the heightened security after the September 11th attacks, but since it was 11:30 at night, no one was allowed in the terminal. He had eyes only for me that night. As soon as he stepped through the gate I was in his arms, vowing never to let go again. He had to let go of me only to greet his family, but I was never more than an arms length away from him at any time. Most of the time at the airport was a blur, as was the ride home in the back of my father-in-law’s truck. I remember our hands wandering, but not being obvious because of his father in the front seat. (more…)

Sleepily I fit my key into the door of my motel room. I’ve been driving for 8 hours, and am aching for a bath, feeling a need to wash away the road dirt. Letting myself into the musty room, I toss my bag onto the nearest bed and look around. Simple furniture, two double beds, a small table with two chairs, the standard TV and honor bar. I walk to the window and find that it opens, drawing back the curtains to let some fresh air into the room.

My sundress feels plastered to my skin, and I think again about how nice a shower would feel, knowing it will still be another hour before you arrive. Grabbing up my bag, I enter the small bathroom. Pulling out soap and shampoo, I turn on the tap and run my fingers through the stream of water until its just the right temperature. My arms criss-cross in front of me, and I pull my dress up over my head. Bra and panties quickly land on top of the dress heaped on the floor. I let my hair down from its ponytail, and shake it out. Feeling the curly ends brushing my bare bottom, I shake my head gently because I like how it feels. (more…)

“Previously on Making Scents:

“OK, let me ask you this,” Tyson continued. “Do you really think you can discover a magical formula that will make people irresistible?”

“It’s the basic pheromone principle,” Donald explained. “We know how they work and they are very powerful in the animal world. If you can just find the correct scent for a person at the right intensity you should get a proportionate response.”

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“Are you sure you want to save yourself for Carol?” Tyson asked. “You said she has a boyfriend.” (more…)