Your erotic stories

I took a new job a few weeks ago, at an upscale salon. I do mostly manicures and facials, but once in a while, I do a pedicure. Now, in all of my twenty-four years on this earth, I have never thought of feet as erotic, and I have never even dreamed of another woman! All of that changed yesterday. A young student from the near by university came in for a complete treatment, facial, manicure, pedicure and leg and foot massage.

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Just to reintroduce myself, call me Kris and this is part 2 of mine and Marcy's story. We had just had our first round of amazing discoveries when Marcy's cousin decided to come to bed! We laid there in the dark, in silence, on opposite ends of the bed, hiding far under the covers, listening to Lisa get settled into bed. My mind was still racing a hundred miles an hour and before I knew it we could hear Lisa's heavy breathing drifting from the bunk above us.

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PRELUDE Amy Porter had just finished reading a script sent by her agent. He was right there was a part in the movie that was perfect for her. It wasn't a starring role but definitely a bigger role than she had had in previous movies. This could be her big chance but there was one hurdle to overcome, the casting director for the movie.

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So, we're all x-ing this night and you have your newest little crush with you and we're all at a rave. She's on one side of you and I'm on the other and we're dancing and we're all starting to feel the x rolling and I'm touching her arm and you can tell how visceral I'm getting and that the x is really making me feel good. You're feeding her ice chips and then sneaking some into my mouth behind her.

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If you read Chrissie and JuLee chapter one you know that our first encounter was a result of Chrissies break up with her Fiancee. She has since married and is very happy. It was early summer of 05 Chrissie and I both had been very busy and had not seen each other for several months. She called me on a Friday evening and asked if I would like to go shopping on Saturday.

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"Ms. Steven's office." I stated flatly into the telephone. I was angry. A little over six months after I graduated college with a marketing/business degree and I was answering telephones for my boss, Amanda Steven's. "Ms. Steven's? Mr. Bremmer from Coral Pharmaceutical is holding on line six." I barked into the intercom.

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When I was 19 I worked four nights a week in a youth club, St. Patrick's Y. C. It was a very popular youth club which attracted children and teenagers from a wide area in the west of the city. The club itself was actually a couple of large huts; the type you might find that act as additional classrooms in some schools. The interior of the club rooms was bright and welcoming and housed a variety of seats, tables, snooker and table tennis table.

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I first saw her at the pool the week after high school graduation. Two of my friends and I were there just to hang out, swim a little, and basically check out the guys. The three of us walked past the lounge chair where she was sitting and reading. I think I was the only one who noticed her, so after we were safely past I asked who she was.

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It's summer, the middle of the season, and damned hot. It's the sort of heat you can taste and smell. Lazy, bookworm, windows thrown open to the world kind of weather. My magazine has fallen to the floor and my body feels deliciously heavy with heat and sweat.

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Priyanka looked around her room one last time before shutting her suitcase. This was it; she was finally leaving home to go to college. She was excited to begin a new life in a new place, have new experiences, and meet new people. Priyanka had received a scholarship to go to out of state college in New York City. Her family had moved to the USA from Mumbai, India when she was a little girl and had lived in the southern state of Texas.

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