This is a weird night for me.  I am sitting here, savoring the taste of my cab while trying to convince myself I should go to bed. I flip open my laptop and punch the “On” button. It purrs to life. I surf the net a little, but I can’t really focus. Temptation is having its way with me, so I throw my legs off the side of the bed, get up and go to my closet. Instinctively, I grab the highest, sexiest pair of heels for my ensemble (and my ass), then head to the kitchen for the wine bottle. I remove it from the wine fridge and head back to my bedroom. I refill my glass and walk over to my floor-length mirror.  As I stand there staring at myself, thinking about how much I want to touch myself I can feel my pussy becoming humid with desire. I look great. I feel sexy. I’m a little drunk. Temptation has won. Give in. Pick up the phone. I’ve already tempted you, let me intoxicate you too.

Your Goddess,

 Sandra

   Being horny can be almost painful. The longer I have to wait, the throbbing between my legs and in my pussy intensifies and it’s almost unbearable. It’s very similar to being tied up and teased.  It physically causes my eyes to squint a bit and my brows to furrow. It causes me to constantly reposition myself in whatever chair I sit in. I get so antsy trying to find just the right place to sit. The aching in my pussy is getting stronger and I can feel my thighs becoming creamy. Can I sit in your lap and ride you, as I softly moan? Will you be my chair?

Jules~

It’s midnight. I’m home alone and I’m extremely horny! I rolled in about 30 minutes ago. I knew I shouldn’t have come home, alone anyway. You see, I’m a midnight kind of girl. Midnight breathes life to my other self, my inner self. I indulge myself, my whims, my desires, my lusts, my thoughts, my fantasies, and most of all, I indulge my pussy. Are you a midnight kind of guy? Let’s indulge together, shall we?

Dakota

This weekend I decided to go camping at one of our gorgeous alpine lakes. While hiking on a trail I met a really good looking guy. Coincidentally he was going to the same lake to camp and do some fly fishing. We hiked the trail together and we finally found the lake. I layed in the warm sun and swam around the lake while he did his fishing. We spent the entire afternoon nonchalantly flirting with one another. The chemistry between us was incredible and the sexual tension was starting to mount. He caught quite a few fish and invited me to his campsite for dinner. As he cooked the trout over an open fire I could hear thunder and lightning in the distance. Stormy weather always turns me on, and the fact that I could see the outline of his muscular body in the fire’s embers only heightened my arousal. He looked so damn good, I could hardly contain myself. After dinner, we sat by the fire and made small talk, as we both tried to ignore the insatiable desire we were feeling for each other. Finally, the moment that I had been waiting for came! He reached over and began to rub my left thigh. Right then there was a flash of lightning and the clouds opened up. It began to pour. We were completely soaked before we could reach the shelter of his nearby tent. Both of us were drenched as I looked down and noticed that he could completely see my breasts through my shirt. He offered some dry clothes and reached over lifting my wet shirt over my head. Once my shirt was off he unhooked my bra exposing my hard nipples, our lips met and he kissed me deep. If you want to hear what happened after he got me inside his sleeping bag naked, call me now!

Your girl,

Adrianna