After the lewd display they'd put on in the car of the train and the mess they'd left behind, you might expect both Kat and Diane to be embarrassed, or at the very least experiencing the post-orgasmic let down that often follows such an intense experience. Both had cum violently, and it wasn't only the anticipation of this particular day, but of the past few months that built in both of them.

I believe all people have some sexual “deviances”, most just keep them locked away inside because not everyone would understand or share the same desires. I know I’ve kept mine locked away. I married a wonderful woman who I love dearly, but she was raised by old fashioned, very religious parents. She wasn’t allowed to wear anything but ankle length dresses and long skirts until she was eighteen and could choose for herself. Her wardrobe has become more provocative since then, but she is still very backwards sexually.

Tonight as I was headed home from work, it was raining and the road between the town I work in and where I live is pretty desolate with only a couple of gas station that close at 10 PM and a few houses in a 20 mile stretch. So anyways, I turned on the road and I was just was driving along and suddenly I see this figure on the side of the road, dressed all in black with a hood over their head. I usually don’t pick up hitch-hikers but since it was raining and it seemed to be getting worse, I stopped to give the guy a lift

I realized when I was about twenty-one years of age that females turned me on. I never was really attracted to my best friends in a sexual way but I remember going to a strip club once with a bunch of guys. I was the only girl and was having a great time watching all the guys get turned out by the beautiful, all naked girls. I was wearing a dress with pantyhose (it was the middle of the winter and freezing out) and I suddenly felt like I wet myself. Needless to say, my pussy was soaking wet from all the titties and pussy lips being rubbed in my face all night.

Amy put the keys in her door and walked into her world. Her home was her
"paradise." She was a recently divorced systems analyst, who had had enough of
her husband and his missionary attitude. She was also fed up with the bar scenes
and with the usual meeting crap.

Amy was by no means the typical well-built model of perfection you always read
about. That is not to say that she didn't have special attributes, she just
wasn't a super model. Yes, she had a large bust. Their weight made them sag a
little and they started from under her arms. She also was about 30 pounds over