1. My friends birthday party


    Date: 11/14/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sexybeast1003, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    She had seen him about before, flirtatious glances and lingering looks over each of their bodies. Tall dark and very handsome, hair long enough to run her hands through. A thought that passed through her head on more then one occasion. He had this sort of confident look in his eye, a sureness that was hard to shake off. He had noticed her too; slim, curvy, and blonde with a naughty twinkle in her eye. He liked the fact that she never hid her lust from him. He had thought it sounded arrogant to assume that this girl wanted him, but there was something in her expression that gave it away. Maybe he was over thinking it, all he knew was that he wanted her and if ever he got the chance, he would have her. 'God he was hot,' she remembered thinking it every time she caught sight of him. She wondered if he had got her subliminal message. She was known for her steamy looks, obvious sexuality, and comfortable with her own body. Whether she knew it or not, she was seducing every man in the room. Tonight there was a party. She had been invited to her best friends' party, the thing was, her ex would be there. Idiot. Being there would put a damper on the night, but it wasn't in her nature to be so petty and her friend meant more to her than that. Hopefully that mysterious stranger would be out. That would defiantly be enough to take her mind off of her stupid ex. They had broken up because he was whiny and too weedy. Sex with him was the worst, it was slushy and romantic, he always ...
    insisted on looking deep into her eyes and all she wanted was a good hard fuck. She hadn't met a man yet who had the confidence to just have her how she wanted. He looked in the mirror, strong jaw line, dark, slanting eyes that twinkled in the low light of his room. It had been said before that he had eyes that could coax any woman into bed. Easy, almost lazy, a sexy half smile and most women were tugging at his sleeve, begging him to take them home. More often than not he did, but they never satisfied him. They seemed too... he didn't know, but there was something which they lacked. Maybe it was enthusiasm, it was more then that and he knew it. His clothes fitted well on his slim, toned body. He was looking better than usual. A week under the Mediterranean sun had kissed his skin to a gorgeous olive colour. His skin was flawless, added with a dazzling smile, he was model quality and on a mission. This party had better be good. She looked into the mirror. Tonight there was something in her bones telling her that it was going to be interesting, despite her ex being there. To fit the occasion, she pulled out her best dress. Part of her liked to wear dresses because it was easy to slip off, she smiled at the thought. Her reflection showed her in her silk black dress. The material was so thin it felt like water over her smooth skin. A plunging neck line framed her small shoulders and emphasised her pert, perfectly shaped breasts. The hem was just above the knee, and the back dropped ...
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