tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88565777986960154022024-03-17T18:34:02.173-07:00Nikki's Sweet StoriesThis is a little extention of Nikki's Sweet Dreams. Just a place to put things that don't quite fit into the captions.Nikki Crosbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15397281885182139966noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856577798696015402.post-90675274624207924082009-12-05T13:18:00.001-08:002009-12-07T16:09:42.758-08:00Bachelor Party Gone Wrong - pt. 6<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >After my first day of work I was just exhausted.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I don’t think I’ve ever had that kind of day at work before.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >Of course this was the first time I’d been to work as a horny slut that gets fucked hard by her boss.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >How things can change in just a few days.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I got back to Marty’s place and just crashed.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I was sound asleep when he got home and he was nice enough to just let me sleep.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I woke up the next day to the invigorating smell of fresh coffee being brewed.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I slowly slipped out of bed and made my way to the kitchen to find Marty sitting at the table drinking his coffee.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"> </p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Good morning sleeping beauty,” he said with a huge smile.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“Have a seat.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Try some coffee.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">It’s a new blend I just picked up.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Unsure of Marty’s intentions, I slowly took the seat across from him.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“Umm, good morning Marty,” I offered.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“How are you this morning?”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“I’m doing fabulous beautiful!” he beamed.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I was so energized after our little session at work yesterday I blew them away at our negotiations and got my client an awesome deal.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Plus I made the firm a ton of cash too.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">All thanks to you.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I knew he had a meeting with some high paying clients after our little fun time and if things worked out in our favor Marty would be getting the inside track to a partner position.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Marty that’s wonderful!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I’m so happy for you!” I exclaimed.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Then I caught myself.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I should be pissed for everything that has happened to me but I actually did feel that he was the best person for the next partner.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">And he’s been so nice to me lately.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Shit!” I mumbled to myself as I realized what I was thinking.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I realized, for some unexplainable reason, I found myself liking Marty.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Marty gave me a funny look but let my comment go.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I’m going golfing with the senior partners today so I’m not going to be at the office.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I do need you to go in and keep things going, mostly just answer the phone.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh and Cindy needed to go over some employment paperwork with you too,” he instructed me.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“You better get going Bambi, the cab is going to be here shortly.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I took my coffee with me as I hurried back to my room to get ready.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">As I reached my door I felt the now familiar tingle run over my body.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I quickly went to the mirror to see what I now looked like.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I slowly smiled as I saw another hottie staring back.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I was pretty similar to what I looked like yesterday but a little different.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I guess that’s to keep things fresh for Marty.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I heard the taxi honk his horn as I minced my way out of my bedroom.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I never realized how hard it is to run in heels and a short skirt.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Marty was waiting for me at the front door.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">He caught me just as I was opening the door.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Have fun today sweetie,” he said as he quickly gave me a kiss on the lips.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I was caught very off guard by such an intimate gesture by him.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I found myself giving in</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">as I passionately returned the kiss.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Maybe later hun,” Marty said as he broke the kiss.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“You need to get going.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I almost fell backwards as he let me go.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“Umm you…</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Ah ok.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I’ll see you later,” I stammered.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I gathered myself and walked quickly out the door to the cab.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">My mind was spinning as I gave the cabbie the address for work.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">The drive seemed very short as I thought about the morning.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">If I was someone looking in from the outside at those events, I would think it was a normal loving domestic relationship.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Keep it together girl,” I whispered to myself as the driver announced we’d arrived.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“Shit stop doing that!”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">As I walked up to the office I couldn’t help wondering how much of this was a result of the suit and how much was actually me.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I snapped out of my little bubble as I saw Cindy smile at me from behind the reception desk.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Good morning sunshine!” she giggled.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“You look a little different today Bambi.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Did you do something with your hair?”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Oh yeah, it’s something new.”</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Not the most original explanation but it would have to do.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“I’m going to have to talk to Marty about how much he can change me when I’m going to work,” I thought.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Bambi, I need to bring some paperwork for you to fill out.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I know, more paperwork but hey, we will get to hang out for a while,” Cindy said with a sly little smirk.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“I’d love that Cindy.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Marty’s not going to be in today so I’ll just be answering phones in his office.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Sounds good B,” she said.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I’ll see you later then.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I made it to Marty’s office without running into anyone else.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I still felt so out of place in my new body but luckily I was in a place that I knew well.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I’d hate to not have any idea what was going on, it’s hard enough being a woman.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">It was actually kind of boring being Marty’s assistant when he’s not around.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I answered the few phone calls but it seemed most people knew he was gone so I wasn’t bothered much.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I did have lunch brought in so I wouldn’t have to see anyone.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Right after lunch, Cindy knocked on the door and came in.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Hey B.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I didn’t see you go to lunch,” she said as she walked over to the desk.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“I had stuff to do here so I just ordered in,” I said as I leaned back and stretched in my chair.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I didn’t realize it up stretching like that pushed my breasts out, straining my blouse.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Cindy’s eyes immediately went to my chest as I quickly put my arms down.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“Umm, just a little stiff from sitting here.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Oh I can understand,” she said as she came up next to me and handed me some papers.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“Here’s the other paperwork you need to fill out.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrQMWQWEJI/AAAAAAAAAtM/dR0xwkMF4HQ/s1600-h/BPGW+1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411866812790214802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrQMWQWEJI/AAAAAAAAAtM/dR0xwkMF4HQ/s320/BPGW+1.jpg" /></a></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I glanced at the paperwork as Cindy leaned over next to me.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I could feel her breast touch my shoulder as she pointed to one of the pages.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >My heart immediately went into overdrive as she moved over and sat on Marty’s desk.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I glanced over to her and caught sight of her full breasts in her low cut blouse.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >My breathing quickened as I felt her reach over and gently caress my face.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >I looked up at Cindy’s beautiful face to see her staring directly at me.</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“B,” she said in a sultry voice.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I locked to door on the way in.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I didn’t know what to do as she slowly leaned down and planted a passionate kiss on my full lips.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">If my mind was confused, my body didn’t know it as it responded on it’s own, returning the kiss with equal passion.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrQe6wxu4I/AAAAAAAAAtU/0bFOFxU1kZ8/s1600-h/BPGW+2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411867131827567490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrQe6wxu4I/AAAAAAAAAtU/0bFOFxU1kZ8/s320/BPGW+2.jpg" /></a></span> </p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Cindy, still sitting on the desk, pulled back from the kiss and gave me a sly look.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">She reached down and started unbuttoning my blouse, pulling it out to give herself a good look at my own breasts.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“Oh B, you don’t understand how I’ve wanted to do this,” she whispered in her sexy voice.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I’ve wanted you ever since I first saw you.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I didn’t know what to do.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I just sat there with my heart and <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrQ3sVSzCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Z8sYuiyQ6Uk/s1600-h/BPGW+3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411867557450927138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrQ3sVSzCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Z8sYuiyQ6Uk/s320/BPGW+3.jpg" /></a>mind racing.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">It was as if I couldn’t get my body to respond.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Luckily Cindy knew exactly what to do.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">She slowly stood and moved to my side where she continued to undress me.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I could feel my body becoming even more aroused.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">The now familiar wetness was starting between my legs as Cindy slipped her hand into my bra and gently rubbed my engorged nipple.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Cindy stopped suddenly and stepped back in front of me.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">The<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrR3fwwR1I/AAAAAAAAAtk/mCWsVI3gro0/s1600-h/BPGW+4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411868653588072274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrR3fwwR1I/AAAAAAAAAtk/mCWsVI3gro0/s320/BPGW+4.jpg" /></a> vixen then gave me that wicked smile again as she unbuttoned her blouse. Soon it was off and I was looking at a blonde goddess in her bra.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I couldn’t stop myself as I leaned forward and started unzipping her pants.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">She moved again, teasing me with her sexy body as she slipped beside me.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Again we kissed, the passion filling my body as a soft moan escaped my lips.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">He tongue danced inside my mouth as the kiss went on and on.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I gasped when I felt her hand slipping between <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSFEghWqI/AAAAAAAAAts/QI76u8jv-AM/s1600-h/BPGW+5.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411868886790396578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSFEghWqI/AAAAAAAAAts/QI76u8jv-AM/s320/BPGW+5.jpg" /></a>my legs.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Reflexively my legs spread to give Cindy unfettered access to my slick pussy.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Her fingers danced up my inner thigh as our kiss grew deeper, her tongue now deep in my mouth.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Then her hand struck home.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I let out a loud moan as her fingers finally touched my hot slit.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Cindy broke the kiss as she positioned herself in front of me.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">She moved so her legs were straddling mine, her knee rubbing the inside of my thigh where her hand had been moments before.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I quickly pulled my shirt the rest of the way off as she dropped<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSRWNvM4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/qVdBZwjPH-U/s1600-h/BPGW+6.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411869097701880706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSRWNvM4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/qVdBZwjPH-U/s320/BPGW+6.jpg" /></a> hers.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I was still sitting so I was able to pull down her bra and begin my own assault on her breasts.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Her full breast filled my mouth as my tongue slipped over her stiff nipple.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">At the same time my hands were frantically trying to finish unzipping her pants.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Soon Cindy’s pants were on the floor and I quickly lost my skirt and panties.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Within seconds we were both naked.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">We found ourselves on Marty’s desk in no time.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">My mind was spinning as I lay on my back with this gorgeous creature between my legs.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">She planted another sensual kiss on my lips and then began the long journey down my body.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Cindy made sure to not leave any part of my body unattended as she slathered my breasts, sides, arms, tummy, belly button and hips with kisses.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">After what seemed like an eternity she reached her goal as her stiff tongue began its work on my pussy.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">As soon as her tongue touched my clit, I exploded in the most amazing orgasm in my short time as a woman.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">And Cindy wasn’t even close to being done.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Her tongue continued down and soon was lapping at my dripping slit.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I soon lost track of time and space as orgasm after orgasm shook my body.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Cindy finally relented and gave me a short break as she kissed her way back up my body.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">In <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSd0YYlGI/AAAAAAAAAt8/rv7GQVWGD_A/s1600-h/BPGW+7.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411869311958029410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSd0YYlGI/AAAAAAAAAt8/rv7GQVWGD_A/s320/BPGW+7.jpg" /></a>short order, she had positioned her own wet pussy right above my head.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I eagerly returned the pleasure she had just bestowed on me.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">My tongue mimicked the motions Cindy had just taught me.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Even in my dreamlike state, I must have learned something since Cindy was soon moaning loudly as her own orgasm shook her body.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">After some time, it could have been an hour or a day for all I knew, we both lay exhausted on Marty’s couch.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“My god B, that was even better than I imagined it,” Cindy whispered quietly.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I don’t think I’ve ever had that many orgasms!”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“I agree Cindy.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I’ve never had that intense of an experience,” I responded.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“My mind and body are jello.”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">We both giggled as we sat up.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“SHIT!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I have to get back to my desk!” Cindy laughed as she looked at the clock.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I hope no one’s been looking for me”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Before we got up, I couldn’t help but reach around Cindy’s waist and pull her in for one more<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSpI2kiwI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1alOg68fEoQ/s1600-h/BPGW+8.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411869506431912706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SxrSpI2kiwI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1alOg68fEoQ/s320/BPGW+8.jpg" /></a> kiss.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I could hear Cindy’s breathing increase when she suddenly broke away.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Damn it B!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Are trying to get me fired?” she laughed as she got up and started to get dressed.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Maybe, then I could have you anytime!” I laughed.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Cindy quickly put her clothes back on as I did the same.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I could have never imagined that sex could be so passionate.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">As a man it always was centered around getting my rocks off and so far as a woman, it had been about the guy and luckily (luckily?) this body responds quite readily to stimulation and I’ve had plenty of orgasms too.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">But this…</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">this was something on a different level entirely.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Maybe it’s a woman’s intimate knowledge of what it takes to completely satisfy herself that leads to such a beautiful experience.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Whatever it was I know this was something special.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Although Marty has been getting pretty close too.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“Jesus,” I whispered to myself as Cindy gave me a little wave as she walked out the door.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">“I don’t know what to do.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I want to be a man again but I know it will never happen.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">But this is so wrong!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">How can I actually be enjoying this?”</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I sat at my desk for hours thinking about all the conflicting feelings running through my head.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I couldn’t deny that I was beginning to have feelings towards Marty.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">He had never really been bad to me this whole time and had actually been quite loving towards me the last couple days.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Then there was Cindy.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I couldn’t believe the explosion of passion we experienced.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I had an awesome time but I think that my feelings towards her fell more into the lust category rather than the strengthening connection I’m feeling towards Marty.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Then there is Suzi.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I know I need to come up with some way to get her to not marry that asshole Brad.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I only have a few days to stop the wedding but I just cannot reveal myself to her yet.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I didn’t get any work done the rest of the afternoon as I worked on a plan.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">At five I slipped past the reception desk when Cindy wasn’t there and jumped in the taxi to head home (home?) to Marty.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I found myself looking forward to seeing him and finding out where he stands in this.</span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">“And see if he has any energy left after his golf,” I thought as wicked thoughts popped into my mind.</span></p>Nikki Crosbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15397281885182139966noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856577798696015402.post-14767396711489619152009-06-14T14:23:00.000-07:002009-06-14T14:40:10.100-07:00Bachelor Party Gone Wrong - Pt. 5<span style="font-size:130%;">WORKING GIRL<br /><br />I rolled over, slowly being waken by the soft tone of an alarm, to find that my situation hadn’t changed. I looked at the room, the same room I’ve been sequestered in for the last three days now. The only times I’ve been out have all ended with me sucking and fucking I don’t even know how many different men. I sighed to myself, resigned to my fate which was going to get even worse today. Today, Marty was making me go back to my old workplace as his secretary. I got out of bed and looked into the mirror to see who I was today.<br /><br />“At least I have to give it to Marty,” I thought as I looked at the gorgeous strawberry blonde staring back at me. “He definitely has good taste.”<br /><br />I put on a robe and quietly walked into the kitchen. I noticed there was no noise in the house. As I went to open the refrigerator, I saw a note on the door.<br /><br />‘Bambi, I had to go to work early today. But don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about you starting as my secretary. The cab will be here to pick you at exactly 8:00. You are to report to the HR office to begin your orientation. Come see me as soon as you get time. Marty’<br /><br />“Oh my god! He left me alone!” Excitement filled my sexy body as I thought how I could just take off and get out of this nightmare. A smile crossed my face at the thought of freedom. A opened the door to the fridge and my smile quickly faded as I saw another note.<br /><br />‘PS Bambi, don’t forget I have all the photos and video of your exploits. Don’t get any ideas unless you want your family to know.’<br /><br />I had gotten so excited about getting away that I had forgotten about that. “Shit, I better get dressed and get going,” I quietly said, suddenly not hungry at all.<br /><br />Marty had left me an outfit to wear to work. I gasped as I saw the short black dress he wanted me to wear. I quickly dressed and looked out the window just as the cab arrived.<br /><br />The cabbie checked me out the whole way out to the car and continued in the rearview mirror during the trip. He never said a word as he pulled up to the office and let me out. I tried to pull the dress down as far as I could as I shuffled into the building.<br /><br />I tried to keep my head high as I walked up to the front desk. Cindy was there as usual. I had the biggest crush on her but never had the nerve to ask her out. She was just gorgeous but I suspected she only worked there in the hopes of landing one of the partners as a sugar daddy. Even now I could feel a warmth spreading below my waist. I tried to compose myself as I stopped to check in with her.<br /><br />“Hi Cindy, I’m Bambi and I’m starting today as Mr. Jackson’s secretary.”<br /><br />She kind of looked at me funny. “Hi Bambi. Do I know you?” she asked.<br /><br />“Ahh no. I’m new today,” I told her as my pulse quickened.<br /><br />“Well I forgot my nametag today and I wasn’t sure how you knew me.”<br /><br />“Oh ahh, Mr. Jackson told me your name,” I stammered. I’m really going to have to watch it. I don’t want to give myself away.<br /><br />“Oh, ok. Well it’s nice to meet you. Please report to the HR department. It’s the third door down the hall on the left,” she said as she gave me a sly smile. “I hope we can maybe have lunch when you get settled.”<br /><br />I felt my face flush a little. “Ahh, that would be nice. I’ll look forward to it,” I managed.<br /><br />I started down the hall not sure what just happened with Cindy.<br /><br />After three hours of filling out forms and trying not to mess up I was able to get to Marty’s office.<br /><br />“So Bambi, what do you think of the office so far?” he laughed.<br /> <br />“Marty, I hate this. When are you going to just let me go?”<br /><br />He just ignored my question. “Why don’t you lock the door and come over here.”<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVr1GmwjvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/vXs37O7RM5I/s1600-h/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVr1GmwjvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/vXs37O7RM5I/s320/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347298692622749426" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">I did as he said and shook my ass as I strutted over and sat on the edge of his desk.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Marty sat back down at his desk.<br /><br />“I’m sure you know you’ll be doing a bit more than a normal secretary for me,” he said as he ran his hand up my leg. “Damn I really like how you turned out today. Here, let me show you.”<br /><br />He took my hand into his and placed it on his growing cock. “See what I mean?”<br /><br />I could feel my pussy getting wet as he pulled my closer. “I think a little dicktation is in order.”<br /><br />“Marty, I hate how you do this to me,” I moaned quietly as I lifted my leg onto his</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVsJ9EAgqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5qDROg62VKA/s1600-h/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVsJ9EAgqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5qDROg62VKA/s320/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347299050838327970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> desk. “But I just can’t stop myself.”<br /><br />“Why don’t you just relax and try to enjoy it. Maybe this will help,” he said as he picked me up and pushed me back on his desk.<br /><br />Marty slipped my wet panties off as I lifted my leg to give him access to my pussy. I thought he wanted a quick fuck but was shocked at what happened next.<br /><br />Marty started kissing my leg. Starting slowly with my calf and working his way higher he was soon making me shiver with his attention to my thigh. I just closed my eyes as waves of pleasure passed over me. Suddenly he moved up again and his lips made contact with my clitoris. I immediately orgasmed as his tongue found my </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVsXUhMiTI/AAAAAAAAAmM/jLF3xP_Ap1k/s1600-h/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVsXUhMiTI/AAAAAAAAAmM/jLF3xP_Ap1k/s320/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347299280473065778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">slit.<br /><br />“Oh FUCK!! Keep licking me baby! Oh oh oh OH OH,” I moaned as the pleasure overwhelmed my body. Even through the intense pleasure I was shocked that he would actually take the time to suck on my little pussy. This was a totally unexpected but very welcome change from our past encounters.<br /><br />I seemed to be on autopilot as I slipped from Marty’s desk and knelt in front of him. He didn’t even have to say anything as I pulled his fat cock from his pants. I looked</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVskJh9Y9I/AAAAAAAAAmU/u5TC13zY4Go/s1600-h/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVskJh9Y9I/AAAAAAAAAmU/u5TC13zY4Go/s320/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347299500861776850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> right up into his eyes as I gently licked the underside of his dick.<br /><br />“Take it Bambi. Suck on my cock,” Marty moaned. “Lube me up so I can fuck that hot pussy of yours.”<br /><br />I just smiled as I lowered my mouth on his familiar cock. My mouth was watering heavily as my saliva built up on his dick.<br /><br />Without a word, Marty pulled me up from my knees and gently turned me around. I was facing his desk and felt a soft hand on my back, pushing me over at the waist. I looked back at him and smiled as I saw him lining up his hard dick with my waiting pussy.<br /><br />I couldn’t believe it but I really wanted this to happen. Marty had already given me </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVs07yKjiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/dLUknL3J-CM/s1600-h/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVs07yKjiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/dLUknL3J-CM/s320/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347299789229428258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">two strong orgasms and I actually wanted to feel him deep in my pussy. I didn’t even give him time to push into me. I leaned back quickly and felt his cock slip effortless into me. The now familiar full feeling overwhelmed me as my pussy began to contract on his love rod. I concentrated on his beautiful dick, feeling each vein as he continued to thrust into me.<br /><br />Marty suddenly pulled out. I pouted at him as he picked me up. My feeling of emptiness was soon gone as he pulled me close. I was shocked as he easily lifted me up. I was face to face with Marty as he gently lowered me onto his steel pole. The moan that escaped my lips was one of pure bliss. I’ve never felt so alive in my life. I began to bounce on his cock and then did something I never thought would happen. I grabbed Marty by the head and gave him the most amazing, sensual kiss I’d ever been a part of.<br /><br />I snaked my tongue deep into his mouth as I felt another orgasm begin to build. I was then surprised again as Marty returned the favor by invading my mouth with his sweet tongue.<br /><br />He gently pulled back and looked me deep into my eyes for a second. Then he smiled. “Bambi, I need you to finish me with your mouth, baby.”<br /><br />I quickly gave Marty another deep kiss. “Whatever you like sweetie. You’re amazing!” I gasped.<br /><br />He gently slid me off his cock and I was on my knees in a flash. I didn’t hesitate as I plunged his dick into my mouth. I could taste my own pussy juices mixed with his sweet precum. I attacked his cock like a madwoman. I bobbed up and down as I reached under him and tickled his balls. I buried my nose in his pubic hair as I took </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVtI6LDRGI/AAAAAAAAAmk/AOmKVmPJsC8/s1600-h/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SjVtI6LDRGI/AAAAAAAAAmk/AOmKVmPJsC8/s320/hungy-pussy-fucked-by-boss-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347300132394320994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">his cock deep down my throat. I could feel his dick begin to pulse in my throat and pulled back to look up at him as he shot his cum all over my beautiful face.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />We both sat back on Marty’s couch in silence. I looked over at him and caught him staring at me with an entirely new look. He quickly looked away and started talking.<br /><br />“Ahh Bambi, I think you’ve probably done enough work today. I’m going to call you a cab to take you home,” he said quietly. “Why don’t you go and take a break. Maybe take a nice long bath. Go ahead and use whatever you need there.”<br /><br />I was a bit taken back at his display of kindness. “Oh, sure Marty. If that’s what you want. I guess I’ll see you later then?”<br /><br />“I’m going to be here late tonight. So just take it easy, maybe watch a movie or something. I’ll be home later.”<br /><br />I went into Marty’s private bathroom and quickly freshened up. Which I found was a lot harder than it sounds when you have a face full of cum.<br /><br />Marty was at the door when I went to leave his office. Right before I walked out I was shocked when he gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. “Bye Bambi. I’ll see you at home.”<br /><br />“Ahh, ok Marty,” was all I could manage. This day was getting stranger and stranger.<br /><br />I quickly made my way to the front of the office and was just about to the door when I heard someone talking to me.<br /><br />“Taking off already Bambi? I hope you’re not quitting!” Cindy said from her desk.<br /><br />“Oh no, Mr. Jackson is letting me go home early. Don’t worry I’ll be back.”<br /><br />“Whew! I’m still looking forward to that lunch hun!” she said as she gave me a wink.<br /><br />“Ok, see you tomorrow,” I gave Cindy a little wave as I walked out the door. I had this funny feeling she was watching my ass as I pushed my way out. I got into the waiting cab and wondered what could possibly be next.<br /><br /></span>Nikki Crosbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15397281885182139966noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856577798696015402.post-21376806773586245962009-01-19T14:11:00.000-08:002009-01-19T14:44:51.281-08:00Bachelor Party Gone Wrong - Pt. 4<meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">ME LOVE YOU LONG TIME</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I don’t really remember getting home again.<span style=""> </span>It seems I become almost delirious after a lot of sex.<span style=""> </span>I’m not sure but I recall someone, it must have been Marty, getting me ready for bed and then it was all black.<span style=""> </span>I awoke Sunday </span><span style="font-size:100%;">morning sometime to some noises in the kitchen.<span style=""> </span>I slowly sat up as my senses kicked back in.<span style=""> </span>I didn’t feel too bad considering what I’ve been through.<span style=""> </span>I did notice I seemed to be in a new bod<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT7-BDvpyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vieh14KMzSU/s1600-h/met-art_AND_38_18.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT7-BDvpyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vieh14KMzSU/s320/met-art_AND_38_18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293132504921777954" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;">y again.<span style=""> </span>It seems as though a new body rejuvenates me and I’m good as new.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I gently slipped out of bed and glanced in the mirror to see who I’d become.<span style=""> </span>Staring back at me was a beautiful you blonde.<span style=""> </span>“Marty seems t</span><span style="font-size:100%;">o have a thing for blondes,” I whispered in my sexy vo</span><span style="font-size:100%;">ice.<span style=""> </span>“I guess I just as well see </span><span style="font-size:100%;">what’s going on.”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I left what was becoming</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> my comfort zone and headed into the lion’s den.<span style=""> </span>As I gingerly tiptoed into the kitchen, I saw Marty getting breakfast ready.<span style=""> </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=""> </span>He turned and dropped his pan as he saw me.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Shit Bambi!” he exclaimed.<span style=""> </span>“Don’t sneak up on me like that!”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">He then gave me the once over.<span style=""> </span>“But looking very fine this morning, I must say,” he said as he smiled at me.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Bambi, we’re taking it easy today.<span style=""> </span>I t</span><span style="font-size:100%;">hink we’ve both earned it.<span style=""> </span>I’m going to make some breakfast and then we’ll be hanging out here.<span style=""> </span>Remember, we both have to go to work tomorrow,” he laughed.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Any joy I might have felt about staying in today evaporated with the thought of going back to my old firm as Marty’s</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> secretary.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Marty must have noticed this, “Hey babe, don’t worry.<span style=""> </span>It’s not </span><span style="font-size:100%;">like anyone is going to recognize you.<span style=""> </span>Brad and me are the only ones who know about you.<span style=""> </span>I have to keep an eye on you somehow.<span style=""> </span>This just seemed like the best way.”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“I know that but this is just so wrong.<span style=""> </span>I don’t deserve this,” I quietly said as I sat down.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“You’re the one who got into this mess.<span style=""> </span>Using a bodysuit you don’t know anything about.<span style=""> </span>You could always just tell Suzie what happened,” Ma</span><span style="font-size:100%;">rty said.<span style=""> </span>“Oh and I can get her copies of the pictures too.”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I cringed at the thought of my family seeing what I’d become.<span style=""> </span>There must still be a way to get myself out of this and get back at Brad.<span style=""> </span>I just picked at the breakfast Marty gave me as I tried to come up with a way out of this mess.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Marty got up and started picking up the dishes, “We’re just going to watch some movies this afternoon.<span style=""> </span>Why don’t you go change into the outfit I laid out for you and come back into the living room.”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I didn’t say anything.<span style=""> </span>I just got up and went to see what he’d picked out.<span style=""> </span>Something sexy I’m sure.<span style=""> </span>I got to my bedroom and sure enough there was a sexy lingerie set laid out for me.<span style=""> </span>A hot little number consisting of black panties, black garter belt, a little sheer skirt and black stockings with a hot pink bustier to go with it.<span style=""> </span>Oh </span><span style="font-size:100%;">and some sexy stilettos to go with it.<span style=""> </span>I just sighed as I got dressed.<span style=""> </span>No use making a bit deal about it.<span style=""> </span>At least we weren’t going anywhere.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">When I made it back to the living room, Marty had the lights dimmed and the movie ready to go.<span style=""> </span>“Oh I really like that. Come here sexy and sit next to me,” he laughed.<span style=""> </span>I quickly walked over and sat gently down next to him on the couch.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“What are we watching?” I offered.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“I want a bit of action and body parts flying so it’s the classic ‘Full Metal Jacket’ for us today baby.”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I thought with the way he had me dressed it would be something romantic and he’d end up fucking me all afternoon.<span style=""> </span>I breathed a sigh of relief.<span style=""> </span>“Maybe not</span><span style="font-size:100%;">.<span style=""> </span>At least I like that movie too.”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">After the movie started, I kind of snuggled up to Marty without thinking.<span style=""> </span>It’s a violent movie and in my current state seemed pretty natural.<span style=""> </span>I was actually enjoying our time together.<span style=""> </span>Then the movie got to the point where the soldiers were going to the Vietnamese prostitutes.<span style=""> </span>I felt a tingle go through my body and thought, “Oh no!<span style=""> </span>Now what?”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I looked up at Marty, “Rut are ru dooring?”<span style=""> </span>My hand shot to my mouth “What the fuck?” I thought.<span style=""> </span>“Maree me no ronger speak Engrish good!” I exclaimed</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> with a horrendous Asian accent.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“But the rest of you is looking very good,” Marty said as he checked out my new form.</span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I stood and looked into the mirror across the room.<span style=""> </span>I was no longer the sexy blonde.<span style=""> </span>He had transformed me into a very hot Asian woman.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT8NfeuswI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jAyxpZi2a8c/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT8NfeuswI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jAyxpZi2a8c/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293132770786063106" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Marty stood next to me and began to kiss my neck.<span style=""> </span>“Maree!<span style=""> </span>Wry are ru dooring wris?” I demanded.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Come on baby, I just want you to love me long time,” he laughed as he started pushing my top down.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Me ruv you rong time?” I repeated as once again my body started reacting.<span style=""> </span>Resisting any attempts on my part to keep control, my breathing became more inten</span><span style="font-size:100%;">se as Marty worked his way down my body.<span style=""> </span>He then slowly pushed my head down.<span style=""> </span>My body was in control as my little hands opened his pants and pulled out his monster cock.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT8d0Vgd5I/AAAAAAAAAX0/IKSyxHcMydw/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT8d0Vgd5I/AAAAAAAAAX0/IKSyxHcMydw/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293133051262433170" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Me suck ru rong time,” I whispered as I lowered my mouth to his fat dick.<span style=""> </span>I quickly slipped his penis into my wet mouth.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">It seemed as though the more dick I sucked the easier it became.<span style=""> </span>I didn’t even think about it as I bobbed up and down, actually savoring the pungent taste of his precum.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I could feel his dick tense up a bit.<span style=""> </span>“Mmmm, not much more and I can drink his cum,” I smiled, doubling my efforts.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Hang on there Bambi.<span style=""> </span>I want to fuck your Asian pussy too!”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I was disappointed as he pulled his cock from my mouth and sat down on</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> t<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT9HFwR5sI/AAAAAAAAAX8/CZEgV9lN1HM/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT9HFwR5sI/AAAAAAAAAX8/CZEgV9lN1HM/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293133760312764098" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;">he couch.<span style=""> </span>Without any prompting by Marty, I straddled his cock and slowly lowered myself.<span style=""> </span>The immediate pleasure of his dick parting my lips sent me over the edge.<span style=""> </span>I couldn’t take it as I began to orgasm.<span style=""> </span>My legs lost their strength as I dropped down on his thick cock.<span style=""> </span>The sudden fullness caused my orgasm to start anew as Marty began to thrust repeatedly.<span style=""> </span>He grabbed my hips and helped me bounce on his lovepole.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Fook me hard Maree!” I heard myself scream.<span style=""> </span>“Crum in me!<span style=""> </span>Fook harder!”<span style=""> </span>I had lost complete control over myself.<span style=""> </span>I was the Vietnamese whore from the movie.<span style=""> </span>All I could think was to get Marty to cum in me.<span style=""> </span>I wanted his cum more than anything I’d ever wanted before.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT9X57bE_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/rP8-tF4T03c/s1600-h/0090.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SXT9X57bE_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/rP8-tF4T03c/s320/0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293134049196053490" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Marty grabbed my hips and rolled me to my side.<span style=""> </span>He continued to pound me deep and hard from behind.<span style=""> </span>“Fook Fook Fook!” was all I could hear myself saying.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Bambi, I’m going to cum in you deep baby!” Marty whispered in my ear.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Prease Maree, Prease crum in me!” I gasped as another orgasm struck me.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I heard a grunt from Marty and I felt his cock spasm deep in me.<span style=""> </span>I clamped down on him as my pussy tried to milk every last drop from his hard dick.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">We lay there for a minute as we caught our breath.<span style=""> </span>“Rank ru, Maree.<span style=""> </span>Me ruv ru rong time,” I giggled.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“No thank you baby,” he said as he slipped his limp cock from me.<span style=""> </span>“I’m going to take a shower.<span style=""> </span>I’ll see you in a bit.”<span style=""> </span>He then got up and left the room, taking the control with him.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I continued to lie on the couch, gently caressing my nipple, not really thinking of anything when I bolted upright.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“What the fuck just happened?” my mind screamed.<span style=""> </span>“He just fucked the hell out of me and I thanked him?<span style=""> </span>Oh god what’s happening to me?”<span style=""> </span>My mind raced as I thought back to our encounter.<span style=""> </span>I remember actually wanting him to fuck me and thinking that I wanted to taste his cum.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">“I’m becoming Bambi and I can’t stop it,” I whispered as a tear slid down my cheek.</span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I slowly stood and started walking numbly back to my room.<span style=""> </span>I had made it about ten steps when I felt myself change again.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I heard Marty yell from his room, “There you go!<span style=""> </span>Now get used to it.<span style=""> </span>That’s how you’re going to work tomorrow!”</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I quickly ran to my room to see who I was now.</span></p> Nikki Crosbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15397281885182139966noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856577798696015402.post-8241137731660812382009-01-10T14:11:00.000-08:002009-01-10T14:24:36.850-08:00Bachelor Party Gone Wrong - Part 3<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>CASINO NIGHT<br /><br />I must have fallen asleep for a little bit. The next thing I remember was Marty coming into the room waking me up. “Come on Bambi, get your ass in gear! Tonight’s casino night and you’re coming with.”<br /><br />“Marty, do I have to go? Haven’t you punished me enough.” I couldn’t help myself and I started to cry. I was very surprised when Marty sat down next to me an actually comforted me.<br /><br />“Bambi, I know you’ve had a pretty rough couple days. This is just something the guys do every week. You’re just a little bit of a bonus. I promise you will enjoy yourself. You’re going to be around here for a long time so I want you to be happy too.”<br /><br />I was a bit stunned with this unexpected display of kindness from Marty. He always seemed like a cool guy at work even though I didn’t hang out with his crowd. Or I guess Tom didn’t hang out with him. I got myself to stop crying and stood up when I had a thought, “Maybe I can try using him to get back at Brad. I’ve seen women get a man under her control before, maybe I can get him to actually fall for me.” A smile crossed my face as I looked at Marty. “Ok, what do you want me to wear tonight honey?”<br /><br />Marty smiled back and said, “You’re going to be working one of the tables for me. It’s a private table in the back of a members only casino. Some of my buddies do this as a little side business. Not really legal but it brings in a lot of cash. You’re going to be a little bonus for one lucky high roller tonight.”<br /><br />I kept smiling as I shuddered inside. “God he’s going to treat me like a whore again. Just remember Suzie,” I thought.<br /><br />“Here’s a little dealers outfit for you. Hurry up and change. We’re leaving soon.” Marty pulled out the control, “Oh and I think red tonight.” He pushed a couple buttons and I felt little changes all over my body. With that he left the room.<br /><br />I walked into the bathroom to get ready and was surprised to see a stunning redhead staring back at me. I just couldn’t get over how easy it is to completely change me. After a couple minutes staring at myself I realized I need to get moving and quickly changed into the cute dealer outfit.<br /><br />“It’s about time. But you do look very nice,” Marty said. “Let’s get in the car. We’re running late.”<br /><br />As we walked out to his car, I was very aware of every click of my heels and the sexy sway of my hips. I couldn’t stop acting like this even if I tried. When he opened the door for me, I backed into the seat and swung my legs in like I’d been a woman forever. Amazing.<br /><br />“When we get there, I’m going to drop you off at the back and Tony will escort you to your room. Just stay in there until someone comes in for a game.”<br /><br />“But I don’t know how to deal cards,” I said.<br /><br />Marty just laughed, “I don’t thing that’s going to be a problem!”<br /><br />Marty pulled up to a plain steel door behind a brick building. A very large man opened it and escorted me inside. I followed him to another plain door. He led me through into a room that was set up for some kind of gambling. I really didn’t know what game it was, I had never been a gambler. “Sit your cute ass down baby. Just wait for the gents to come in.”<br /><br />With that Tony left and I was alone in the room. I took a deep breath and repeated in my head, “Suzie. This is about Suzie.” <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkfWQM22GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jiF8Rx5dgY8/s1600-h/gamble+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289793704489834594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkfWQM22GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jiF8Rx5dgY8/s320/gamble+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There were no clocks in the room so I had no idea how long it had been when a man finally came through the door.<br /><br />“I’m here about a private game,” he said as he sat a drink down on the table. “A little drink first, honey?”<br /><br />“Thank you sir,” I said politely. I took the glass and quickly drained it.<br /><br />“Ah, I like ones that can knock one back,” he laughed. “Now let’s see what we’re ‘dealing’ with.”<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkfnGBvKoI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rDv0v0f0St0/s1600-h/gamble+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289793993816615554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkfnGBvKoI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rDv0v0f0St0/s320/gamble+2.jpg" border="0" /></a>The man circled behind me as I slowly stripped off my white shirt. My red bustier had nothing covering my breasts and they were exposed for him. He knelt down behind me and tugged at my black skirt. “Very nice. Very nice indeed,” he whispered.<br /><br />I could feel my body starting to quickly heat up from the man touching me. My breath quickened as his hands caressed by body. He stood again, reaching around me and roughly squeezing my nipples. I tried to hold back but I could already feel an orgasm coming on fast. This body was just made for sex and wouldn’t take no for an answer.<br /><br />He spun me around and gave me a hard kiss. I was actually shocked by the kiss. I realized that even though I had been fucked over and over, no one has actually kissed me. I quickly returned the kiss as a ferocious passion took over my body. Our tongues were soon dancing inside my mouth. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I grabbed the man’s head to kiss him harder. He eventually broke the kiss, “Baby let’s get this going. I’ve been lucky all night. Now it’s your turn.”<br /><br />He easily picked me up and put me <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkfwWEDrDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XTdMSQzD1B8/s1600-h/gamble+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289794152740138034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkfwWEDrDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XTdMSQzD1B8/s320/gamble+3.jpg" border="0" /></a>on the roulette table. I quickly unbuckled his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. I looked up at him as I licked the head of his penis. A smile crossed his face as I dove down on his love pole. I was so taken by sucking on his dick that I jumped when I felt his hand on my ass. He had leaned over me and was now gently slipping his finger into my wet pussy. I paused for a second and groaned as his finger launched me into my first orgasm of the evening.<br /><br />“Marty said you were a hot one but damn, this is crazy!” he said. “Now it’s my turn.”<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkf-39fYDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/81o_U5b90Vo/s1600-h/gamble+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289794402357567538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWkf-39fYDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/81o_U5b90Vo/s320/gamble+4.jpg" border="0" /></a>With that he turned me around and laid me on my back on the table. I watched intently as he lined up his fat dick with me and slowly pushed. A loud moan filled the room as the head of his penis popped into me. I was shocked to realize how much I missed the full feeling of having a cock in me. I found myself scooting down the table towards him to get it in faster.<br /><br />“Whoa baby! Just hang on, I got it,” he laughed.<br /><br />He grabbed my knees and spread me wide as he rammed his dick deep into me. I felt my pussy grasp his cock as I had another orgasm, intense waves of pleasure washing over my body.<br /><br />“Get ready baby, I’ve got a full load ready for you!” he shouted.<br /><br />The pounding increased in intensity and I could tell by his face he was ready to cum. I could feel his dick inside me contracting as he began to pump his cum deep in my pussy. The strange and wonderful feeling of being filled caused another orgasm in me. He must have been saving it up because he came and came in me.<br /><br />I finally slumped on the table, limp from the workout. He just stood there for a minute as I felt his dick retreating. I felt the emptiness return as his limp cock slipped from my full pussy. I was soon aware of the foreign feeling of cum dripping from me.<br /><br />He quickly put his clothes on. “Oh I definitely hit the jackpot with you. I can’t wait for next time!” he said as he walked out.<br /><br />I was quite tired and must have fallen asleep. I recall being carried, something in a car and then I was in bed. It was pretty much a blur.</strong></span>Nikki Crosbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15397281885182139966noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856577798696015402.post-36190083238787498162009-01-09T16:52:00.000-08:002009-01-09T17:04:20.162-08:00Bachelor Party Gone Wrong - Pt. 2<span style="font-size:130%;"><em><strong>THE TRUTH</strong></em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>As I sat in the car, I wondered how in the hell I had gotten myself into this mess. All I wanted to do was prove to my sister, Suzie, that her fiancé was a cheat. I was exhausted from the sex and blowjobs. I didn’t think it was possible for anyone to have that much sex but after four straight hours of getting my pussy pounded and drinking about a gallon of cum, I knew different.<br /><br />“Bambi, you’re going to love what I have planned for you,” Marty said as he drove me to his house. “After I figured out what you were planning to do, I made sure you, well Tom that is, was going to be on the run and no one would be able to find him. I set it up for the firm security to find out that you took the suit and I embezzled a little cash too. In your name of course.”<br /><br />I looked at Marty as I stammered, “What the fuck? My life is ruined!” I couldn’t help it as I started crying.<br /><br />“Don’t look at it like that. You’re just starting in a new direction. I needed a new secretary so I already got you set up for that and I have a whole set of identification documents for you. Well, for Bambi,” he laughed.<br /><br />We pulled into the garage of a very nice home out in the suburbs. “Bambi, you’ll be happy to know you’ll be staying with me. I have a room all set for you. Just remember I have the alarm on in the house at all times so I’ll know if you try to leave.”<br /><br />I slowly got out of the car, my entire body aching from the ‘exertion’ earlier in the evening. We walked in and Marty told me to sit on the couch. “Bambi, I’m going to let you in on what you’ve gotten yourself into with that bodysuit. It was the only prototype created. It was never patented because the design was sold to the feds for a ton of cash. The only difference is the prototype you are wearing is permanent. And besides that it has some special features included. If you feel right at the base of your hairline in the back you’ll feel a little bump. This is a microprocessor that is now tapped into your spinal cord. It has limited ability but does give you the natural mannerisms of a woman. Just look at how you’re sitting.”<br /><br />I glanced down and saw I was sitting with my legs crossed like a woman! “Oh fuck,” I groaned. I thought back to my walk into the house. I was swaying my hips and not having any problems walking in five inch heels. I even remembered smoothing my short skirt before I sat down.<br /><br />Marty continued, “The really fun thing is that the microchip also controls the biomatrix of the suit. Now I don’t understand how it does it but it can make changes to the suit. I have a remote that will allow me to change your bodyshape, hair color, length, skin tone. I can pretty much make you look like any woman I want. But you’ll never be a real man again.”<br /><br />He must have noticed my disbelief. Even after all that happened, that seemed a bit much.<br /><br />“Here I’ll show you,” he said as he pulled out some kind of controller. It looked like an iPhone. “Oh it just looks like that so people don’t know what it is.” He punched the pad a couple times. “Ok, now look in the mirror.”<br /><br /></strong><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfx_knM2pI/AAAAAAAAATs/1yIuj1_8uGE/s1600-h/nyx_ortega_in_blue_lingerie_from_playboy_fresh_faces-2.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289462361832086162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfx_knM2pI/AAAAAAAAATs/1yIuj1_8uGE/s320/nyx_ortega_in_blue_lingerie_from_playboy_fresh_faces-2.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>I looked up and gasped as I was now looking at an entirely different woman. I was still wearing the lingerie and sheer shirt they gave me after the party but I looked completely different. I was now staring at a brunette with a little bit darker skin. My makeup was even different. “Oh my god,” I whispered.<br /><br />Marty stood up and started walking out of the room, “Your bedroom is over there. You’ll find plenty of clothes. I bought them with the money you embezzled.” He started laughing and said, “Oh one other thing. In case you’re wondering why you were so willing to do everything tonight, the chip also stimulated a special area of your brain. You’re now a bit of a nympho. Good night!”<br /><br />I stood there in shock as it all sank in. I slowly walked to the bedroom and lay down. I just couldn’t handle any more and fell asleep almost instantly.<br /><br /></strong><strong><em>A NEW DAY<br /></em><br />“Morning sleepyhead.”<br /><br />I slowly stirred. As I opened my eyes I realized I didn’t recognize the room I was in</strong><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfyfxx42gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/PIeuf6m0wWc/s1600-h/bed+1.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289462915122387458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfyfxx42gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/PIeuf6m0wWc/s320/bed+1.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>. Then I saw a man next to my bed. A naked man. “Shit! Marty!” I said as I popped up. I immediately noticed he had quite the erect cock. I felt a rush of energy through my body as my eyes locked on his dick. I swallowed deeply as I felt urges ramping up from deep inside me.<br /><br />“Go ahead Bambi, I know this is what you want.”<br /><br />I noticed out of the corner of my eye, a new reflection in the mirror. I was again a blonde. Not quite the same as before but still beautiful and ready to fuck. I watched the </strong><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfytc_VGCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XnYZiVMa-Q0/s1600-h/bed+2.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289463150059788322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfytc_VGCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XnYZiVMa-Q0/s320/bed+2.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>woman in the mirror as she slid her hands up her sides, slowly cupping each full breast. I couldn’t help myself as I reached for his cock. He slipped behind me on the bed before I could go down on him, frustrating me and yet horrifying me. I gasped as he roughly grabbed my breasts. Squeezing them almost to the point of pain but only coming through as massive pleasure. I could feel my pussy moistening, responding strongly to his attention to my breasts. </strong><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfy5IbTcaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/blcZgvo0Q34/s1600-h/bed+3.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289463350698406306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfy5IbTcaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/blcZgvo0Q34/s320/bed+3.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong><br /><br />He lay down on the bed, slowly guiding me down his body until I was facing his hard dick. “Get to work Bambi,” he said.<br /><br />With no hesitation, I leaned in and started licking his cock. I slowly ran my tongue up the underside while I gently tickled his heavy balls. When I got to the head of his dick, I opened wide and engulfed it with my wet mouth. I lowered my head slowly, taking his dick deep into my mouth. It must be a feature of the bodysuit but I had not gag reflex as my lips touched his pelvis. I began to bob faster on his cock, trying to milk the creamy goodness from it.<br /></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfzGKRdhTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bvj2AwHACnY/s1600-h/bed+4.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289463574532293938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfzGKRdhTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bvj2AwHACnY/s320/bed+4.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong><br />“Whoa! Slow down Bambi. I need to fuck you first!” Marty said as he pulled me off his dick. I turned around until my slit was hovering over his rigid cock. “Go ahead baby. Sit on me”<br /><br />I bit my lip as I gently tickled my clit with his love rod. I could feel my first orgasm of the day approaching as Marty bucked his hips, pushing his cock in me a little bit. I couldn’t take it any more and sank onto his hard dick. I immediately began an intense orgasm.<br /><br />My screams filled the room as I bounced on hi</strong><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfzVF1InLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Gokm0iCopSQ/s1600-h/bed+5.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289463831037779122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfzVF1InLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Gokm0iCopSQ/s320/bed+5.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>s hot pole. I could feel my pussy spasm as my body tensed. “Fuck me hard! Make you your whore baby!” I heard myself scream. There was no thought of my life as Tom as Marty sat up, pushing me onto my hands and knees.<br /><br />Without his cock ever leaving my pussy, Marty began fucking me doggy style. I was rocking back and forth, meeting every one of his thrusts, trying to get his dick deep inside me. “Cum in me! I want you to pump your load deep in me!” I couldn’t stop myself from sounding like some desperate whore.<br /><br />“Not this time baby,” Marty said as he pulled out of me. “I’m shooting this all over you Bambi.” I fell down from </strong><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfzmneqN6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/2TR8FJhg3kc/s1600-h/bed+6.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289464132128094114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWfzmneqN6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/2TR8FJhg3kc/s320/bed+6.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>exhaustion as Marty stroked his dick over me. It only took a couple times and he started shooting his cum on my face and breasts.<br /><br />I felt myself lay back on the bed as Marty got up. “Don’t lay there too long Bambi. We’re going to the casino later and you better be ready.”<br /><br />I watched him walk out of my room as I absentmindedly caressed his cum into me. I was overwhelmed with a content feeling. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t help but feel very good about what happened.<br /><br />Then I suddenly remembered how I got here and why. That asshole Brad was still planning on marrying my sister. I only have a week to do something to stop it. My mind was clearing a bit as I tried to think of a plan. But first I better get ready to go out.</strong></span>Nikki Crosbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15397281885182139966noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856577798696015402.post-6086103124496486272009-01-06T16:59:00.000-08:002009-01-06T20:25:40.982-08:00Bachelor Party Gone Wrong<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>My sister was getting married and her future husband, Brad, was throwing a bachelor party. Now I love my sister but Brad was a big ass and I didn’t want him marrying my sister. I always suspected he was messing around on her but couldn’t prove it.<br />I worked for a law firm that did a lot of patent work. We would get a lot of sample products to demonstrate how they work. The most recent one was some kind of very realistic bodysuit that supposedly would make you look like a woman. I thought this would be perfect to get the evidence I needed for my sister to see the cheat she was marrying.<br />The Friday of the party, I slipped the bodysuit out of work and got it home to try on. I was amazed when I slipped into it. My body was totally molded into the hot body of a gorgeous blonde! I could even feel all my body parts like they were real!<br />I knew Brad was getting some stripper for his party. I called the agency and cancelled his order and headed out the door to become the entertainment. </strong></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWP-tUplWhI/AAAAAAAAASU/pHW6MxJhP1Q/s1600-h/s1.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288350442053786130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWP-tUplWhI/AAAAAAAAASU/pHW6MxJhP1Q/s320/s1.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><br />“Well it’s about time!” Brad said as I walked in, “Wow you are fucking perfect though. Well worth the wait. Pull up your shirt and lets get started!” “Yes, sir.” I answered without thinking. “Now where did that come from?” I thought.<br />“Hey guys the stripper’s here! Hey Andy get off there!” He yelled. I sexily walked into the room. “Wow, they even have a stage set up.” I thought as I saw one of the guys playing around on its mirrored surface. I knew I had to play the stripper role right or I won’t get the evidence I needed. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>“You boys have anything that might get me motivated?” I asked as I reached up to rub </strong></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWP_UboCtvI/AAAAAAAAASc/_gvD8sozwkY/s1600-h/002.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288351113941268210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWP_UboCtvI/AAAAAAAAASc/_gvD8sozwkY/s320/002.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Andy’s dick. I was thinking a little alcohol would help me relax a bit. “Here try this sexy.” Brad said as he popped a couple pills into my mouth and had me wash it down with some whiskey. I shook my head, “Whoa! What were those?” “Just a little X to help out.” He laughed.<br />“Oh shit what the hell am I doing?” I thought. I turned back to the stage and saw that Andy had pulled his dick out of his pants. “Get up there bitch.” Brad ordered. I climbed up onto the stage and Brad followed. Andy put his hands on my shoulders and started to push down, “On your knees baby.” My mind was racing, trying to figure out what was happening. I was doing whatever they wanted and not resisting. It all seemed like it was in slow motion as I slowly sunk to my knees. I was a little disoriented by a lot of flashes and noticed another man with a video camera.<br />I got to my knees and turned my head away from Andy only to have Brad’s fat dick hit me in the cheek. “Come on baby suck it. It’s my last night of freedom. Not that marriage is going to stop me from fucking around.” He laughed as he pushed his cock into my mouth. Without thinking, I reached up and started stroking Andy’s dick too. </strong></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWP_0Gb3I3I/AAAAAAAAASk/UZRN4aAut6Q/s1600-h/004.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288351658008847218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWP_0Gb3I3I/AAAAAAAAASk/UZRN4aAut6Q/s320/004.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><br />“My turn baby.” Andy said as he pulled me over to his hard dick. “Yeah, suck his cock slut. I’m going to get me some of your sweet ass.” Brad said as he pulled his dick out of my mouth. He pulled me to the side of the stage and had me get down and stand next to it. Andy’s cock was at a perfect height and I leaned over to start on his dick without being told. “Stop it! What the fuck are you doing?” my mind screamed. I was trying to stop myself but seemed to be putty in their hands. My body was beginning to betray me as I felt my fake pussy start to get wet and I started moaning like a whore in heat. “Here I come baby!” Brad yelled as </strong></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWQAE3DiBuI/AAAAAAAAASs/lyAC16veS3Y/s1600-h/005.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288351945938044642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWQAE3DiBuI/AAAAAAAAASs/lyAC16veS3Y/s320/005.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>I felt his stiff cock begin to penetrate me.<br />“Oh AHhhhh OH OH!” I felt myself start to orgasm as Brad really started to pound my pussy. I couldn’t understand how it was possible that I could be feeling this. The suit was realistic but this was REAL! As I started to come down from my orgasm I was able to focus a little. I could hear myself panting and moaning as Brad continued to fuck me and could feel Andy getting ready to come in my mouth. “Take it slut!” he yelled as he started to shoot deep into my throat. I easily swallowed it all.<br />I pulled off Andy’s dick and looked around at the other guys there. “OH FUCK!” I thought, “That’s Marty!” Marty was an attorney in our office. He must have seen me looking at him and he winked at me. Brad slapped my ass and brought me back to the pounding I was receiving from him. “Here I cum bitch!” he yelled as I felt his cock start pulsating in my now loose pussy. I was suddenly moaning as my body was racked by another orgasm.<br />“Marty get over here and fuck this slut!” Brad said as he slipped his softening cock from my </strong></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWQAXCQOkRI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ue4mXrUdhs0/s1600-h/006.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288352258181730578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWQAXCQOkRI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ue4mXrUdhs0/s320/006.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>dripping pussy. Marty got up on stage and laid down as I was pulled over him. I looked down and saw his fat dick sticking straight up, aimed right at my ready pussy. Without even thinking, I slowly lowered myself down on him. The feeling of being filled again was too much for me as I began to orgasm again. I kept going, enveloping his cock with my willing pussy. I soon was resting on his pelvis, his big dick completely filling me. “Get off him!” my mind ordered but my body wasn’t listening as I started bouncing up and down on Marty.<br />I realized I had my eyes closed and quickly opened them. I was surrounded my dicks as another was shoved into my mouth. I started bobbing my head vigorously on it as the other cocks floated around my head. I could still see flashes going off as Marty started cumming in me too.<br />“On you knees again slut!” Brad ordered. I quickly slipped Marty’s dick out of me and did as Brad said. I was circled again by a bunch of dicks. Brad was jacking off in front of me as I opened my mouth, ready to catch his hot cum. “By the way Tom,” Brad said as I gasped, “I knew you were planning on doing this. Marty tipped me off and let me in on a little secret. The bodysuit is actually one that wasn’t ever going to be manufactured. The government wouldn’t approve it because it’s not temporary.” I quickly looked up at Brad, “WHAT?” “That’s right. You’re going to be a woman from now on. And we recorded this whole thing you fucking slut!” Brad started laughing as he</strong></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWQAis5CCXI/AAAAAAAAAS8/k8LMDUQLHoM/s1600-h/014.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288352458605726066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THIo5ajb9CA/SWQAis5CCXI/AAAAAAAAAS8/k8LMDUQLHoM/s320/014.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong> shot his cum all over my face.<br />“You are going to be our fuck slut unless you want your sister to know what you’ve become. Your family will know too. Marty has already replaced Tom with Bambi at work. Bambi, you’ll be staying with Marty but I get to fuck you whenever your sister has a headache.” I felt the tears well up on my eyes as I felt the next guy slip his dick into my pussy from behind.</strong></span>Nikki Crosbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15397281885182139966noreply@blogger.com6