I smacked the alarm clock hard, I didn’t remember if I set it or not. God, another early morning and cold as hell. I didn’t want to get out of my nice cozy bed. I cracked open one eye and tried to see what time it actually was before I woke up completely. I am one of those types that think that the extra fifteen minutes of sleep would actually do me some good. It was almost seven am and definitely time to get up. I slowly got out of bed, dreading the fact I had to leave my warm cocoon. I stood up and stretched, my t-shirt rose up letting the cool air touch my skin. I wandered into the kitchen and found Nina waiting for the coffee pot to finish brewing. “Morning roomie.” She said not so bright eyed. “Morning babe, sleep well?” She nodded. She was always up this early, even on the weekends. She made me sick.

I leaned up against the counter, my bare ass touching the cool cabinets below, as I sipped on my orange juice. I looked over at Nina. She was in a tank top and I could see her nipples pushing hard against the thin fabric. “Girl, aren’t you cold in just that?” “No, why do you ask?” I stuck out my chest and wiggled my tits at her. She looked down at her own and noticed her erect nipples. The light shade of pink that touched her cheeks was cute. “Oh.” She said a bit more embarrassed than I had expected. “I’m not cold though, they are hard for another reason.” She giggled as she poured her cup of coffee. “What do you mean? You got someone in your room?” I asked with a smirk. “Nope, just thinking of someone I want in my room.” Again she blushed. I couldn’t understand why she was so embarrassed. We were both women, we’d always talked about whom we were hot for and now all this coyness. Read more of this erotic sex story

I had just finished a week long merger. I was as stressed as I could be. My entire body ached, so when, Richard, my partner at the firm had mentioned going to the masseuse, I asked if I could tag along. I didn’t have any plans that evening and I really needed to relax. He told me to be open minded about the whole thing, since they usually got ‘really’ friendly with you. I laughed. He was joking, right? I made a mental note to make sure I was going to be ‘paired’ with another female. I preferred the feminine touch. Richard popped into my office about ten after five and said he’d meet me in the parking lot and we’d take his car. Traffic is horrible and since I didn’t know where this place was, we both agreed one car would be best. I packed up everything I’d need. Being a lawyer, I’ve learned to keep an extra pair of everything in the office, many long nights and rumpled suits later have taught me that.

I found Richard in no time and we were off. He explained to me what he meant about the ‘open minded’ bit. There wasn’t any extra payment, or anything required of me save to relax and enjoy myself. And this place wasn’t just for anyone. We get there, at the front desk Richard is required to show proof of membership, and I had to show proof of identity. Tight ship they run there. We were escorted to a small locker room, couldn’t have been big enough to fit 2 more people in it. Richard said they have about 20 of these small rooms, it’s to make you feel comfortable and not like you’re in a gymnasium after a game. I was a bit shy at first about undressing in front of Richard, but he and I had been friends for four years now and he knew I was a lesbian. I watched as he started to disrobe and I followed suit. Soon we were both in our little white spa robes and headed off to our massage tables, in separate rooms. Read more of this erotic sex story

I’d been waiting to hit the beach ever since I moved to Florida, but one thing or another would come up and I’d have to put it off again. Finally I got my chance. I packed my suntan lotion, towel, umbrella and a steamy book into my sand proof bag and set it by the door. I rummaged through my drawers and found my bikini. I loved the way it looked on my body. My curves were left to tempt anyone who dared look at me. I felt so incredibly sexy in it. I twirled a few times in front of the mirror to make sure I looked all right. Once I was satisfied I threw on a tank top and a pair of my jogging shorts. I slipped on my sandals, picked up my bag and was out the door. I purposely left my cell phone tucked safely away in my desk drawer. Nothing was going to stop the day I had planned for myself.

I found the perfect spot on the sand and laid out my towel. I watched the families play in the ocean and couples rub lotion on each other as I stripped down to my purple bikini. I rubbed the cocoa nut scented oil onto my body and noticed there was a lifeguard center not too far from where I sat. “Oh good, at least I won’t die of sun stroke.” I laughed to myself as I lay down on my tummy. I cracked open my book; I had left off at the ‘good part’ earlier cause I wanted to have complete focus for it. As I read on I found myself getting excited, turned on. It had happened before, but never in public. I laid there for a bit trying to decide if I needed to stop or just keep going and head for the water after the juicy part was done. I decided on the latter and kept going. Read more of this erotic sex story

My morning had been crazy, four new cases and I was the only one available to take them. I was beginning to think that the day was never going to end. I listened to an endless amount of griping and bickering, and that was from my colleagues. Some how I thought pro bono work would be more gratifying. I love my work on most levels, but the people I have to deal with, namely the other lawyers, are enough to make you reconsider your career path. I guess the reason why that morning felt like it was dragging was because I had scheduled my afternoon off. My best friend from high school was going to be in town and we were going to get together for lunch. She and I had talked on the phone for the past six years, but never actually got to see each other since graduation. We were both afraid we wouldn’t click like back in the day. She and I were inseparable back then. Our other friends would pick on us; Siamese twins or lesbians take your pick. We didn’t really mind, as long as we were together. We sit up late at night talking about what it would be like to make out with each other, but neither of us had the balls to actually do it. That thought made me laugh and brought me back to the boring meeting I was in just in time to see everyone looking at me. I had to get out of there! I sank down into my chair and waited for them to carry on. The meeting, which of course was just an excuse to get everyone away from his or her offices to chitchat had lasted a small eternity. Nothing was said of any importance, just a way to waste time.

I got back to my office to find a note on my desk, “Meet Jessica at the Blue Moon Café.” My heart jumped. I knew we were going to get together, but now it was for real, it was on paper! I got to the café early and got a table facing the door. I wanted to make sure I saw her when she walked in. I didn’t have to wait long. It might have been six years, but she still looked the same, tall, long legged and blonde. She spotted me immediately and walked over. We hugged tightly as we giggled and laughed. It was a bit weird seeing her. We quickly fell into our old routine and gossiped about everything in our lives, leaving no detail out. After we’d both eaten I asked her where she wanted to go for the afternoon. “I wanna see where you work Tracey.” As much as I didn’t want to go back there, I nodded and smiled. “Sure thing hon.” I walked in and asked Monica, the firm’s secretary, to act as if I’m still out. She smiled and answered yet another phone call. I opened the door to my small office and let Jessica in. “Whoa hon, you’ve moved up in the world haven’t you?” She had to be joking. My office was large enough to fit my desk, 2 chairs opposite the desk, three five drawer filing cabinets and a dark brown couch, which was only in my office because there was nowhere else to put it. Read more of this erotic sex story

“Are you ready to go?” I asked. “Yeah, just lemme grab a few other things and I’ll meet you at the car.” I picked up my bags and headed for the trunk. Ahh this weekend was going be great. We were off to see some friends from college. We hadn’t found time since graduation for all of us to get together until now. It had been almost two years. I couldn’t help but wonder if either of them had changed. I wondered if they would freak out once they found out that Stefanie and I weren’t just ‘good friends’. I never know how anyone will react when they see us together, two women holding hands, obviously in love. Oh well, she and I were happy and that’s all that mattered to me.

Stefanie rushed out of the house, trying to handle four bags and a cooler. “My God woman, whatcha packing so much for, it’s just a weekend stay.” “Well, ya never know what’s gonna happen and it doesn’t hurt to be prepared.” She’d put our pillows and a blanket in the back seat earlier this morning. She was the epitome of a boy scout! I shoved her bags into the trunk and prayed it would close. And we were off. After a few hours of shifting through radio stations and reminiscing about the old times, the car lurched and felt like we lost power. She quickly pulled over and stopped the car. This couldn’t have come at a worse time. It had just gotten dark; we were about 150 miles from Mark and Tina, in the middle of nowhere. I didn’t know a thing about cars and neither did Stefanie. She picked up the cell phone and shook her head. “The battery is dead babe.” We must have sat in silence for about five minutes when Stefanie looked over at me. “Well, might as well make the best of it.” Her grin was mischievous. She was up to something. Read more of this erotic sex story

Hi, I’m Jaime, and I’ve got a bit of a thing when it comes to lingerie. I love all sorts, from skimpy G-strings to lacy basques, and on evenings when I’m staying in alone l often strip down to my underwear. I especially like panties, which can be pulled tight into my pussy, creating a delicious, tingling friction, which soon has my love juice flowing. So naturally when Jake, an old flame of mine, mentioned to me that a college pal of his had started designing lingerie I wanted to hear more. Steve went one better, and set up a meeting with the designer at her place in the countryside. I turned up at Chloe’s house wearing a demure little dress, but underneath it I had some of my favorite white panties, and as always happens when I wear them, I was feeling pretty horny. To tell you the truth, I even stopped in a quiet country lane during the drive there so I could play with my pussy! When Chloe opened the door to me my jaw dropped and I just stood there for a moment, staring. She was a beauty, with a really sultry, sexy face and a great figure.

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She flashed a seductive smile at me and said, “Hi, you must be Jaime. I’ve heard a lot about you.” The way she said it suggested Jake had told her a few little intimate things about me… and I began to suspect we might be in for some real fun. Chloe led me through to her living room, a beautifully big, sunny room with a great view. Every chair and table was piled with exquisite lingerie. Chloe put on some soft music and then went out to make some coffee, leaving me gazing enraptured at the frothy lace and the elegant silks and satins of her designs. Almost at once I began to experience the familiar tingling sensation that starts with my nipples and travels right down to my pussy. I was getting turned on just looking at all this sexy underwear, imagining how it would feel against my skin. By the time Chloe returned with the coffee l was feeling excitedly horny. We sat and chatted for a while, and then Chloe said, “Okay Jaime, do you want to try some outfits?” Read more of this erotic sex story