I can relive every instant of that night, the intoxicating minty aroma of her toothpaste, the heat of her firm breasts, the slight pressure of her har... nipples against me, squirming tighter against her as my own nipples tingle and stiffen, the warm stickiness in my panties, sensations like, but much stronger, than when I'd spent an evening necking with a boy.Her wet tongue began to caress the insides of my lips, so softly at first that I didn't notice until it touched mine, electrically, it was. After a few drinks and a couple shots I was feeling really buzzed and David very subtly would touch my thigh or rubbed my arm We were sitting in a half circle booth in the back I was wearing my shirt black dress with heels and black stockings and no panties or bra just like scott has me do when we’re together I don’t even know why I didn’t wear any . David picked up my foot and started massaging my foot then the other now both feet were on his lap It felt great he said we should go back to his. He had made a mistake with his girlfriend Roxy and she now had a reputation for being the town slut with a willingness to bend over for any Tom, Dick or Harry. It no longer was amusing to have perfect strangers wink and give her the finger in pubs and on the street because it made them stand out as outsiders from the norms of common decency.Emily’s brother tried to get her in a submissive mood by buying her a new supply of knickers at the lady’s undies emporium right around the corner from the. This story is completely fiction except the main character is real. This is a continuation of the story titled Donna. I live alone, mostly, and work at a job that I hate! I am a legal secretary for a local attorney who is an asshole. He treats me ok and the pay is adequate. I'm just bored out of my fucking mind. One warm Saturday afternoon, I heard a knock on my door. As I opened it I recognized the person as a neighbor boy that lived two houses down. Cute kid, maybe a little big for.