Keeping his tongue busy

Every once in a while, one of my friends sends me a juicy little blog they wrote... This one is rather juicy and I figured  I'd share it with you guys

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It was a typical June afternoon in Kentucky, in other words, fucking hot and sticky. He had been teaching all morning and was starting to question some of the life decisions that had brought him here. A morning of beginners will do that to a guy. Pete, the owner of the club, his boss, walked out as he was packing up. "not so quick, your 2 pm is here." "Aw, c'mon Pete, she's 15 minutes late! I've been here all morning....do we even know who she is or anything about her?" but his protestations were lost, as he had been yelling into his raquet bag while packing up and when he looked up he saw, not Pete, but two very long, very shapely, and very tan legs connected to an equally appealing young woman....a young woman he knew and would happily stay late for....

"Oh, uh....hey Katie, I'm, um...sorry, if I had known, I woulda, uh..." she was used to his stammering, she was used to most guys stammering, and she saved him from tripping all over his tongue and apologized for being late. She surprised herself by not speaking as assuredly and confidently as usual, but he was dripping with sweat, and his deep tan caught her off guard as she hadn't seen him in the past month....a month which he had clearly spent outside, on the court. "no worries, I don't mind you being late at all. " He seemed to have found his footing again, and had stood up, his 6'4 frame providing her a little protection from the sun beating down on them both.

They chatted at the net for a second, just small talk, how's life, the job, etc etc....even the weather lately (so much rain in April and none since!). He asked if there was anything special she wanted to work on today and she said not really, that she just hadn't played much lately and her league was about to start and she didn't want to be too rusty. He said he wouldn't let that happen and that, besides, she had nothing to worry about even if she was, she would still be one of the better ones there. (he's always so sweet to me, and doesn't seem like he is flirting at all.) She told him that was sweet and they both backed away from the net to the service line to start the usual warm up routine. (Talk about sweet! She is so sweet, and such a flirt) That is one thing he always loved about seeing Katie. He was a bit of a flirt himself and their on court rallys were matched by verbal volleys that made his stomach tingle just a bit.

they played short court for a while and backed up to the baseline. While they hit his mind wandered a bit. He remembered when he first met her about a year ago. What a crush he had! He would think about her name, and found himself moaning it frequently while masturbating. Katie...he had a college crush named Katie. His friends teased him and called her 'blue' on account of the absolutely biggest bluest eyes anyone had ever seen. After he slept with her his friends took to calling her 'super k' and 'special k' after he shared details of the mindblowing blow jobs she gave. He have never really liked being on the receiving end until he met her.

He came back to earth remembering that she had been late and probably wanted to do more than just hit today so he told her to get a drink and pick up the balls and they would work on a few things. They got some nice cool water (sooooo hot out!), she poured some over her delicate wrists where the veins were closest to the surface and he poured some down the back of his neck, that made his shirt cling to his chest delightfully.

He caught her eyes on his chest and felt his heart pick up a beat or two per minute. 'ok, I noticed that you are hitting your forehand a little flatter than you can get away with. You have good power, let's work on adding some topspin. So, I want to talk about your grip." (mmm.. yes, let's talk about grips.....and shafts....and how I grip the shaft.) You know the saying, 'grip it and rip it?" (ugh, there he goes sounding ridiculous again, all testosteroney....and male. but that is what I am after all...) . He went with her to her baseline and had her do a slow mo swing while he sidled up behind her and changed her grip slightly. She could smell him. He stunk. But not really in a bad way. And she was getting a little wet. In a very very good way.

The remainder of the lesson was about 20 minutes of him trying to not think about the throbbing that was going on in his shorts. They worked on her forehand and backhand, and a little on her serve before he ended the lesson, as always with feeding her lobs so she could hit overheads. He found this to be a little therapeutic for most clients....getting to smash the ball as heard as they wanted finally after so much controlled aggression. She seemed to particularly enjoy it today and had a big smile on her face as they headed toward the clubhouse. "great hitting today, you will be fine...be more than fine, you will be great." "thanks, appreciate it." "no problem, I'm going to hit the showers, I'm all done for the day." :ok,me too, I am too, I have to get back to work and I am dripping head to toe!

"hey, um...katie? ..>I hope this isn''t inappropriate, but...there;s a water shortage, and , uh...:" Oh god, there he goes stammering again. To save him from tripping over his tongue again, I decide to occupy his tongue.

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Anna

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I danced for him

I strayed away from my normal routine this past weekend, My boyfriend was supposed to visit me, but sadly, something came up on his end and we were unable to visit (*sighs* the troubles of dating a married man). Friday nights are usually the pool room or bar for me. So a disappointed me, got all dolled up, in my fucking hottest outfit. *smiles* Short jean skirt, with a black glittery low cut top, underneath a baby doll pink bra, and matching panties, that laced up over my clit, tied right above..and wide holed fishnets, with chunky black heels, my hair was wild and curly, free flowing down my back, I felt so sexxy in this outfit, mmmmmm. I knew, I wouldn't just turn heads tonight, I intended on breaking necks *grins*

So I went out with a few of my close girlfriends, to a dance club, with alot of different music and themed nights, something totally different for me.. I started drinking, just a beer, and it had a lemon YUM!, and this dude at the end of the bar sent it over, so I didn't want to be rude. I thanked him, and carried on with my girlfriends. We danced, To some music I have never heard before, to me it sounded techno, but Later I was informed, it was called dubstep.. it did have a nice beat, well *smiles* I dance like I fuck, I'm sure you can picture, and I feel someone pushing up against me on the dance floor.

I turned my head, so I could see His face, and I only g-ot a glimpse, because it all went black, and the strobe light kicked on. All I could feel was him pushing against me I was facing away from him, and he was grinding into my backside, his hands on my ribs, my hands going back and around his neck, we fit nicely together, our bodies like puzzle pieces,  as we started in the same rhythm as the music. He grabbed my hips, and pulled me onto his now hardening cock, and whispered in my ear "Dance for me". I was totally overwhelmed, and getting hotter by the second. I began rubbing back against him, against this strange man... pushing my ass against his bulging pants, and dry fucking him right there on the dance floor. He tightened his hands on my hips, letting out little moans as I rode him through the beat, the bass in the music almost driving my hips. We were close, I could feel his breath quickening, against my neck, I felt my skirt riding up but I didn't stop. My thighs were wet, and I was so fucking hot for this man, That I had never met before, all from his one simple request.... "Dance for me". I ran my hands behind me, in between us, and gripped his cock and tightened my hand around him, he moannnnnned, and I gushed. He leaned in to my ear and said " Your going to make me cum" I replied with another squeeze, apparently He didn't know, that was my intention. I pulled his hand, placing it on my soaked panties, and squeezed him again, before pushing my ass back onto him... He pulled me tight to him, and moaned soooo sweetly in my ear, I felt every muscle clench in his body, I felt his hard cock release, and quiver as he came while I danced for him.

Stepping outside the box, is very nice sometimes.... indeed.

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My Sexy Saturday shopping trip

Saturday, I slept in, I knew I had a cook out to go to in the evening so I woke up around 11. I wanted to get some shopping in before getting together with my circle of friends, so I hopped out of bed, got showered, and put on a really cute outfit. I walked outside, and The sun was shining so bright, and it was warm! GOD, I fucking love warm weather!

I love driving, with my windows down, my hair whipping and my music blaring! mmmmm, I felt FREE.

Nothing makes me feel sexier, than a lipstick refresh at a stoplight while the guy beside me is just oogling my every movement. hehehe, sometimes I even take a sucker with me, Just because I'm such a fuckin TEASE!!!! This guy watched me apply my lipstick, and I KNEW he was watching me, because I saw him out of the corner of my eye, and I also saw that he was wearing a wedding ring.... So, of course, I had to fuck with him (after all, I fucking LOVE married men wanna know why, just ask ;)). After I applied, I looked over at him and ran my tongue over my lips and then my teeth, shooting him an evil smile. He shot me one back, he even "fanned" himself, I laughed. The light turned green, and I took off. He kept coming up beside me, still flirting back and fourth, until I had to get off on my exit, I made a pouty face, and waved bye... he never had a chance, I mean it was keep fucking with married highway guy, or shopping.. LOL. I mean don't get me wrong, I would've totally blowed him, possibly fucked him, and we could've  had fun together, but, there was a SALE!

So, I was feeling very sexy, pulling into my favorite Boutique. I jumped out excited to start my mini shopping marathon. I walked in, Jade does love her techno, that loud thump thumping of club music was fueling my shopping power... and OMG! they had a new spring line! panties, teddies, lingerie, body suits, stockings, heels, garters, club wear, costumes!  I met Jade at the counter. Jade and I know each other very well, She always helps me pick out the best, and always holds my sizes!  We said our hello's and I began picking out my new sexy spring wardrobe. Jade told me to stop back by the counter before the dressing room, she had picked me out something that she knew I'd LOVE...

I had 9 of the sexiest, sluttiest, Made-for-ANNA outfits! and I went to the counter to see Jade. She handed me a bag, and the dressing room key. I took my lot into the dressing room, and began trying on. I found myself modeling all the outfits, posing in the full length mirror, looking at my Tits, my ass, my legs and my pussy. My hands rubbing all over my body, and pulling panties on and off, trying on bras that rubbed against my nipples, and just the over all act of shopping, was making me HOT!

I came to Jades bag, inside I found a very short green lacey dress, with diamond cut outs on my tummy and across the small of my back, the dress had little circles of fabric that covered my nipples. Also, in the bag was a green glittery G-string. I put it on my silky smooth body, and posed and arched in the mirror. I LOVED this dress! I looked so hot...but there was something else in the bag, I reached down into the bag, and found the cutest little green bullet vibe.

 Immediately, I had to try it out. I sat on the bench, positioning myself in my sexy new outfit in front of the full length mirror, and I pushed the vibe under my g-string and slid the power button ON, mmmmmmmmm, it felt amazing I was already so hot from all these sexy new sensations, but now, I was on FIRE!!  I pushed that vibe right up against my clit, and thought about how fucking hard this outfit wouldve made highway guy, I started rubbing it into me thinking about his fingers sliding up against my clit, I felt myself getting sooo incredibly wet, so I slid it inside. Oh FUCK!, my new glittered G-string was getting so wet .I heard other girls in the dressing room beside me, ooooing and ahhhing at each other, and that ADDED to my dressing room finger bang! Jades music was pumping into my ears and I could feel myself getting ready to cum. I held my breath and pumped my fingers faster, slipping that vibe back and fourth over my clit, bringing myself into a total erotic explosion! MMMMmMmmmm FUCK!!!.....

I met Jade at the counter, and she smiled, "Did you like what I picked out for you, did everything fit?" I smiled, and shook my head, she laughed, " Oh, Anna, I knew you would love it"  I told her I was going to keep the panties on, she told me that the bag SHE gave me was a gift. I thanked her very much and she said that I was very welcome. So, I paid for my other outfits, and left,  still wondering.. if Jade knew exactly how much I actually loved her gift.....