She tried to listen as the boys called to each other.

“Hey Rob, grab that box for me” the tallest one shouted. So that was his name. Rob had dark hair and a cheeky smile – just Clara’s type. She held her warm coffee mug as she watched the muscles flex in his arms as he lifted. He certainly looked like a fine specimen.

An hour later the boys had managed to transfer everything from the van to their flat and the building was quiet again. Clara thought she should take the chance to introduce herself, perhaps offer them a cup of tea after all their hard work. She checked her reflection in the mirror (stunning, as usual) and pulled her top down a little to reveal some cleavage. Working as a blonde London escort she was never usually nervous about meeting men, but there was something about Rob that made her heart speed up.

She knocked twice, then waited. The tall boy answered the door after a moment and looked at her blankly for a moment.

“Hi, I’m Clara, I live next door” she said, extending her hand. He seemed to shake his head then reached out to shake her hand.

“Sorry, wow. You look… I mean, I’m Jim”. Clara smiled and some of her confidence was restored; this wasn’t the first time she’d left a man speechless. She followed him down the hall into the living room, where Rob and the other man, Dave, sat amongst the unpacked boxes.

“I thought you boys might appreciate a coffee” she said as three pairs of eyes fixed on her. Rob stood up and approached her; he was the only one who didn’t look terrified to be in her presence. Blonde London escorts are used to dealing with nervous men, so this impressed her. “That’s so nice of you to offer. Let me come give you a hand”.

The pair walked wordlessly back to Clara’s flat, and Rob closed the door behind them. She wondered when he would speak again, but as she turned to face him Clara realized instantly that conversation wasn’t on his mind. His eyes burned fiercely and the sight of them got her as horny as hell. Without thinking or asking, she took a step towards him and stood on her tiptoes to reach his lips; as she kissed him, he put his arms around her lower back and pulled her body tightly against him. She could feel that he had an erection, and a burning curiosity washed over her – how big was he? Was he going to fuck her right here in the hall? He must’ve seen the questions in her eyes, because he then made his intentions perfectly clear by pushing her up against the wall and pulling her top up over her heaving breasts. She wound her hands into his hair and pushed his head down, making him kiss her tits and suck on her nipples. She undid the button of her jeans and he pulled them down to her ankles, where she kicked them off.

Rob dropped to his knees and buried his face into her pussy. She moaned with pleasure as she felt herself getting wetter and wetter; he lapped it up with his tongue, loving every minute of it. When Clara felt the waves building up in her body and the heat prickling her skin, she pulled his head up level with hers and fumbled with his own jeans. Again Rob helped her out and discarded the denim, freeing his throbbing hard cock. He pushed his pelvis towards her and she lifted a long, smooth leg to wrap around his back…

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He divorced me, not because he was cheating and definitely not because I was, he just said he was sick of feeling like he sucked at sex and that he wanted me to find someone that could please me. I knew he meant that he wanted someone more fun. I wished he had cheated then I could hate him and blame him, but since this was completely my fault I could only be mad at myself. After a short period of self hate, I decided that I was going to prove him wrong and make him hate his decision to leave me. My plan was simple, get a super hot guy or guys and send the video of us fucking to him. I thought it was the perfect plan except the sex part. I decided that I had to learn too cum, not an easy task for my 26 year old self.

I don’t drink much, but the best sex I ever had was when I was really drunk. I started by getting a pack of flavored vodka, my rabbit vibrator (which my ex had bought me hoping I would use it, which I never had), and a handful of porn I rented from this adult video vending machine, I could never had been able to walk into a video store to get it. I had only seen about ten second of porn before, at the time it grossed me out, but as I sorted threw the list of movies I begun to get a tingle between my legs. The thought of my ex seeing me watching the porn really made me horny.

As I left the machine I noticed a creepy guy staring at me, it really turned me on. Knowing that my body could make a man stare was exillirating. I never thought about myself as sexy. I am on the skinny side but far from perfect, I have average sized breast, but I have always thought my ass was the best part of me. I tried to wiggle it a little as I pasted the guy so he would turn and watch me. I turned to see if my bait had worked and he grabbed himself, I couldn’t believe that he did that right out in the open and that it really made me hot. The tingle turned into heat and I could feel my lips sliding together with the increasing lubrication as I walked to the car. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this way.

I started drinking as soon as I got home, I turned the lights down and got out my favorite candles. I picked the first dvd, “Milfs teach young studs”. The cheesy title made me laugh as I had already started feeling buzzed. After about 30 minutes of watching old ladies getting pounded, I was tipsy and horny. It was awkward at first to see so many different naked bodies, but as I relaxed it really started to make me hot. I decided to get changed into something that would make me feel sexy.

I went to the bottom drawer and got out my favorite panties and the bra that made my girls squeeze together. I put the next dvd in. It was girls playing with themselves, I wanted to learn from the best. As I watched the first girl slowly strip and begin to touch her her tiny breast I did the same I took the bra off and played with my tits. I sucked on my finger and then gently rubbed the tips of my hard nipples. I pulled my breast up so that I could lick them, it was bit uncomfortable but I managed to get the nipples in my mouth. Wow I loved getting them sucked, I longed to be able to just lay back and enjoy it. I grabbed the vodka and poured a little on my firm breasts, the cold liquid made me shiver and my nipples grew even bigger. I licked as much as I could off my tits and rubbed the rest down my stomach. Even after the millions of crunches my stomach wasn’t as flat as I wished but rubbing it softly made me appreciate it.

The girl on the tv had sat down and spread her legs wide and was playing with her lips, softly rubbing them together using her palm to message her clean shaven mound. As the camera zoomed in on her fingers I couldn’t believe how hot her pussy was, I couldn’t even look at my own and here I was staring at a wet swollen cunt and getting so hot for it. I decided to leave my panties on, still a little nervous. I watched as the girl licked her fingers tasting herself, my ex had always loved eating my pussy and said that I tasted great. I started to rub my box softly threw my panties, they were already soaked threw near my hole….

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I was very excited because I was going to get my very first tattoo. I waited until I was twenty four before I decided to get inked for the first time. Mainly because I was a daughter of a minister and had a job as a professional swimsuit model and both of them frowned on tattoos. But I had reached a point in life where I wasn’t going to be ruled by others and a tattoo is something I had always wanted.

It was late as I walked into the tattoo parlor in the center of town, away from my suburban home, so no one I knew would see me.

The only person that was working that night was a cute girl with pink hair and dark horned glasses. Her eyes were deep and piercing and she smiled at me with her red painted lips.

As I reached the counter she was behind, she stood up to meet me. She was about five foot four, wearing a pink tank top that barely held her huge breasts in, and a black pleated mini-skirt that was so short it didn’t cover the tops of her black and pink stripe stockings.

“Can I help you?” She asked me with a smile on her face.

“Yes I would like to get my first tattoo. My friend Susan told me that an artist named Christine is who I wanted to work on me.” I replied.

“Well girl, you found her.” She said as she halved bowed.

“Great, is it too late to get a tattoo?” I asked.

She looked up at the clock and saw that it was fifteen minutes before ten, then turned back to me and said, “Well normally I close a ten, but since you are a friend of Susan and this is your first tattoo, I will make an exception for you.”

She locked the door so no other customers would come into the store and asked if I knew what I wanted. I handed her a piece of paper with a drawing of a Celtic cross to her that I drew myself.

“Nice work, you should come work for me!” She said studying the picture. “So where on your body should I put this on?” She asked.

For a moment I drew a blank. I told her that I was a swimwear model and I couldn’t just have the tattoo put on me anywhere.

“I know a perfect place to put your ink on!” She said excitedly. “I can put it on your pubic mound! That way the only people that would know you had a tattoo is me, you and anyone that past third base with you!”
I laughed at her corny joke but thought that would be a great place because she was right about who would be able to see the tattoo.

She had me come around the counter and took me to one of the private rooms she had in the shop. Once we got in the room she shut the door and set her work station up. A few minutes had past, she finished setting her tattoo gun up, put different colored ink into small thimble sized containers and was ready to start working on me.

“Okay sweetie, I will need you to remove your pants and panties, and then lie on your back on the table there,” She said as she pointed to a padded table in the middle of the room.

Being a little nervous I hesitated.

Sensing how nervous I was, Christine smiled and assured me that everything was going to be fine and tattoos don’t hurt as bad as people let on.

“It isn’t the pain I’m worried about… It’s just that I have never had a woman being so close to my…. Well you know?” I explain to her.

She laughed and said, “Sweetie do you know how many, ‘you knows’, I have worked around?” She asked me. She followed up with, “Just relax and everything will be fine.”

I felt a lot easier and took off my pants and panties. Then I lied on the table and excitedly waited to get my tattoo.

Christine put on a pair of rubber gloves and began to work on me. She explained everything that she was doing and why it had to me done. First she used soap to clean the area she was going to work on, which was an odd but kind of pleasant feeling, which sent shivers to race through my body and my pussy to become a little wet.

After she cleaned the spot she pulled out a razor and shaved my already smooth mound and placed a stencil on the site she was going to tattoo, so she knew where to put the ink in me. Again I felt shivers race from my pussy and throughout my body.

“Okay sweetie, I need you to slide to the edge of the table and spread your legs for me.” She instructed me.

I did what was told of me while she sat on a small stool in between my legs….

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