Tara and I had been watching Bridgette Jones. It was girls night and we had been talking, laughing, and drinking our way through the whole movie. I was wasted even by my own standards and Tara was at least as far gone as I was when the movie ended.
“I fucking love that movie,” Tara set her wineglass down and laughed. “I mean, I’m not a huge fan of Hugh Grant, but I would fuck the shit out of Colin Firth.” Her eyes were swimming.
I clicked the remote and leaned back on the couch. Tara had come over to my place because she was at the bottom of her rope. She had lost her job as a hostess a few weeks before and she hadn’t been able to pick up another one. Of course, her boyfriend, one of the cooks at the restaurant before it closed, had also just broken up with her. And I seemed to be her only friend. Continue reading Sex Stories – Cam Girl→
“The man on the sidewalk was tall. He had dark hair and a bushy mustache that looked like it might be fake. His eyes were intense. I remember you laughing at something, but I don’t remember what he said.” She was sitting on the couch trying to describe everything she remembered.
I could tell her memories were in bits and pieces, like they were pieces of a jigsaw puzzle thrown across the floor, nothing was making sense to her. “That’s it? That’s all you remember?”
“The next thing I remember is being back at the hotel. I keep thinking there was something else, like he said something, but I can’t remember it. I can almost see his mouth moving, that mustache, remember the mustache?” Her eyes widened, “I remember you joking about the mustache.” Continue reading Sex Stories Futanari – Mesmeric→
I wish I could count the number of times another woman has called me a slut…after last night, I’m not sure they were wrong.
I can honestly say that I don’t normally do this sort of thing. I mean, I can count the number of one-night stands I have had on one hand. I’m just not the kind of girl that jumps into bed with every good looking piece of meat that buys me a drink. But at Sarah’s reception last night…
Sarah and Brian planned the day’s festivities so the wedding was just after lunch, a small ceremony of Sarah’s close friends and relatives, and then the reception – a party to top all parties – would be held in the evening. Continue reading Sex Stories – Slut→