In an empty side hall of the gallery, I stand, observing some of your work. You are such an excellent photographer. You manage to capture the sensuality of things so well. I feel the heat radiate from each picture. Everything from the women to the embraces has something to give the senses. nnI hear you walk up behind me. You say so quietly, "All I ever see is you, nothing else." A smile comes to my face. I am wearing your favorite sundress. It's a burnt orange, with a vague pattern. A low V-neck in the front and back, and a loosely ruffled edge at the bottom. It sways with every movement I make, and clings to my curves. I'm only five three, with a small athletic build. It's hard to find things to flatter me, but this works, showing off my 32 B breasts and round ass. nnI feel you hands on my hips, and they slide up my torso and back down to my hips. You gruff chin is at my neck. I feel your breath on my skin. It's warm and soft, and growing more ragged. You push my hair away from the back of my neck to the side, and grab my shoulders. You pull back slightly, and gently attack my neck with kisses.

I stood in contemplation, fingers lingering over the rows of corked bottles in front of me. I had a decision to make, was I going to drown my sorrows in white or red wine this evening. I still couldn't believe that Marcus had gone. I knew I'd been a bitch to live with at times, but I never thought it would come to this. It felt so final, especially now he'd returned for all his things. It was like part of the house was empty and now it would just be me and four walls to stare at. A life of meals for one and masturbation seemed to stretch in front of me like an endless road. I was 25 and it felt like life was over. A familiar voice broke my chain of thought.nn"Don't take too long, we close in two hours!"nnI turned to see Hayden grinning widely at me from behind the counter. The comedian of the corner shop, and probably the only 47 year old that I had ever had a girly crush on since as far back as I could remember. I had been so indulged in my own misery I had failed to notice he was there. nn"Cheeky! I called back at him, plucking an extra large bottle of red from the shelf. He laughed to himself before turning back to the little old lady he was serving. At least he'd managed to make me smile, despite having endured what could possibly have been the worst day of my life so far. By the time I had completed my shopping, which took all of five minutes, I was the only customer in the shop. Hayden was bent over, restocking the cigarette display, I got his attention by slamming down my basket on the counter.nn"Bad day?

This is a submission made to my SIR. HE told me to go and be a whore and then report to HIM. the lower-case letters are intentional. its a boy's way of showing respect to his SIR. i hope you enjoy.nni went to a really nice place. 2 floors, lots of rooms. the second floor is the "hotel". larger rooms with private baths. i stayed on the first floor. cheaper and i did not need a private bathroom. it was nice to cruise on the 2nd floor-all carpeted. there is an outdoor an indoor pool, a beachlike area, a whirlpool, 2 saunas, steamroom, exercise area.nni arrived around 5 and left about 2 today. i slept a few times during the night. i guess i had about 15 or 16 hours of cruising/sex time. as you will see from the events below, i worked hard to be a slut cocksucker.nn1. the first man i met was in the steamroom. when i saw him he was hard.

I arrive at the front door, I feel my nerve endings tingling with anticipation at what lays ahead. We have been exchanging emails and photos on line for over a month know. We have explored the most intimate matters of the heart and the body. We have been as candid with each other as two people can be without actually ever having been in the same city, and yet I feel as if I already know what the sensation of having her body next to mine will be. The door flies open suddenly and before I know what hits me I am pulled into the entry and she is on me. Her mouth, her tongue, her hands. Her hunger is overwhelming. I feel as if I am being devoured. Her mouth is warm and wet and as she presses against me I can feel her hardened nipples brushing against my chest. And then, just as suddenly she pulls away, turns and walks down the hallway, leaving me breathless. Intoxicated, I follow. I drink in her body, covered in nothing but a flowing, sheer gown. Her curves are pronounced, her scent is alluring, I long to reach out and caress, squeeze and taste her luscious form.nnWe enter the bedroom at the end of the hall and just as I reach out for her, she abruptly turns and places a hand on my chest, stopping me in my tracks. She backs up and slowly begins to remove her gown. Her body is all woman. Soft, smooth skin, spectacular breasts that are heavy and full with prominent nipples that are aroused, engorged and pointing directly at me. I can see a smile dance across her lips as she watches my eyes drink in every part of her body. As she lets the gown drop away completely I see her perfectly trimmed bush. Barely hiding her full and already wet pussy.