Selfish Chick Parking In The Dark

As usual, I’m thinking of me.

I’m thinking of what a delightful evening I spent last Friday. I
remember every delicious detail. But then my memory has a habit
of gripping the particulars of such events and keeping them safe.
Shall I relive my memory?

I believe I shall.

I had been deliberately without sex for a few weeks, not a great
length of time, but long enough to make my hunger sharp. Long
enough to make the warmth of my hand, casually resting on my
thigh as I drove, more stirring than usual.

As I recall, I arrived at the parking lot, pulled into a spot
that was, as I playfully thought, “right under a light!”, and
turned off the motor. I remained seated behind the wheel.

Public Masturbation Show

Over the past ten years I’ve come a long way from a sweet, innocent,
extremely naive 18-year old from the Bible Belt to, with the possible
exception of my Aunt Sally, the best cocksucker and blowjob artiste to be
found. I left home when I was 18 to attend college in southern California.
My parents were very strict; my father is a Baptist minister and my mother
teaches summer school and leads the church choir. They only agreed to my
going to school there if I stayed with my Aunt Sally, who lived within a few
blocks of the college. Sally was only ten years older than me but had a
master’s degree in library science with a minor in economics. Mom and Dad
approved of her highly and felt that she, despite being only 28, would be a
fit guardian for their sweet little virgin daughter. How little we knew.

I arrived at Aunt Sally’s house in June, two and a half months before my
freshman classes were to begin. She was very sweet and nice and gave me the
very best she had. She didn’t look at all like the photographs we had of her
back home. Aunt Sally was a foxy woman, and after she taught me how to fix
myself up a bit we looked so much alike that men often thought we were sisters
Sally lived in a nice house in a quiet suburban neighborhood and drove a
fire-engine-red Corvette. Continue reading Public Masturbation Show

Solo Girl Vibes Orgasms

Bang went the front door! Claire, arriving dead tired from her walk up
the neighborhood’s San Fransisco hill, after a week of super hard project
work at computing services Univ. of California at San Fransisco. “Boy, do
I need a drink and a load off,” Claire thought, as she kicked off her work
shoes, Naturalizer comfort walkers and slipped into her Dr. Scholl’s wooden
exercise sandals…”Ahh, that’s already sooo much better.. what would I like
to drink now? What’s in here?”, looking into the liquor cabinet. “Aha! Dry
Vermouth; I’ll add Tanqueray and ice and stir the hell out of it for a smooth
martini plus!!” She took down her glass, mixing metal canister, filling it
with chipped ice, poured out a generous three ounces of Tanqueray gin, a mere
two drops of vermouth (she hates macho guys who just pass the vermouth bottle
near the top of the glass.. for adding fumes. Claire really loves the flavor
of the dry vermouth and its slippery slight oiliness adding piquancy and tex-
ture her more classic-style martini. Claire’s ice was practically 100% gin, so
she poured her ingredients right into the cannister to mix with the ice, then
agitated the whole mixture like crazy, for a full two minutes. Her glass had
been tucked in the freezer for this little time and now was taken out with a
light frost fogging its rim.. Ahhh… what a drink this will be! Slowly pouring
out her martini through a metal strainer keeping all ice pieces in the canister
, Claire sighed in anticipation as her drink became reality. With a few pieces
of gouda cheese sliced and set on Table Water crackers, Claire repaired to her
boudoir, the neatest part of her bachelorette apartment. Continue reading Solo Girl Vibes Orgasms