J.'s body and particularly his cock. I badly needed to get fucked. I wanted him inside of me. I was on fire. Fortunately, I brought my little helper w...th my: my mini-vibrator. I keep it in my purse for just such emergencies. It did the trick; within minutes, I was having an explosive orgasm. I tried to be quiet, but I let out a few loud whimpers and moans. After the stars faded from my eyes, I noticed that Cynthia had been standing outside of my closed door-her feet cast shadows through the. The next night I decided to try a different club. I went to a club closer to the beach. When I sat down I ordered a crown coke. A slut wasted no time sitting next to me. She had a gorgeous face and we talked for about 15 minutes and shewas called up to the stage. I watched her dance and was sipping my drink and realize my drink sucked. I ask the cocktail waitress about it she told me they poured out of a button. I was pissed about it and took my loss and left. I decided to go back to the club I. She had done it probably a dozen times or so in the three months since she’d spent the night with Dave. Ted’s friends and business contacts ran the gamut in age, cock size and sexual ability. Some were good, some weren’t. It didn’t matter. She fucked whomever Ted told her to fuck and that was it. She had made a few girl friends at college, but she did not obtain a boyfriend, although a number of men from her classes, and even a professor, made an attempt to ask her out, to no avail. The sun was. My mind wasreeling. I was a girl, with the most beautiful woman I've ever seenfinger fucking me in her lap. I had no idea how or why this washappening, or even possible, but her insistent fingers, in my vaginaand on my nipple, kept me from thinking too hard about it. I panted and moaned, reveling in the alien yet wonderfulsensations. The feelings built with a strange urgency, deep inside me,hot and wet, needing release. Her thumb reaching up to stroke myclitoris, as if she knew exactly what my.