There were several vignettes left in the movie. The next one consisted of two
men and a lady. As the scene started, the woman was on her knees, sucking on
both of men’s cocks. When the cocks were hard, one man moved to her rear.
The man in the front got down on his knees and the woman bent over still
sucking on his throbbing hardon, while the man in the back began to fuck her
wildly. Suddenly, the woman said to the man in the back, “I want you to fuck
him in the ass.” The two men got up and walked to a table where the first man
leaned on the table with his arms in a bent over position. The woman spread
his cheeks and began tonguing his asshole. When she felt he was wet enough,
she turned to the second man and sucked on his dick for a little while,
jacking the man off leaning against the table. She then guided the cock she
was sucking to the other man’s asshole and watched as the first man began
entering him. Then she quickly ducked under the man leaning on the table and
began sucking his cock as she played with the first man’s balls. The man
fucking began stroking harder and faster. She kept sucking on the cock of the
man being fucked. As the man doing the fucking started to cum, she jerked his
cock from the first man’s ass and began jacking it off and sucking the cum
leaping out of the slit in its head. She got cum all over her face and in her
mouth as she sucked him dry. (more…)

The group was standing near the door and Garolynn and Janis quickly walked
toward them. “Who’s all got cars?” Peter asked. 3 hands raised and they each
collected enough riders that the whole group was accommodated. “See you at
the Rusty Pelican, ” one of the drivers said. Garolynn and Janis got in
Peter’s car along with three other people. Both of the ladies sat in the
front seat, Garolynn next to Peter, in the middle. A cringe of jealousy leapt
into Janis but she tried hard to ignore it.

As the car started to move, somebody from the back seat asked Peter if he knew
where the Rusty Pelican was. “Yes, its really across the street,” he replied,
“But its really easier to drive than walk because of the traffic and the
street here.” “Actually, its about a block down the street but it will take a
few minutes because its next to the freeway and we have to wind around through
a back road or two,” he said. Garolynn leaned over to Peter and whispered
that she thought there was something funny going on near her room. “Why?”
Peter asked. “Well, I thought I heard someone screaming right next door and
then Janis came out of the room next door so it must have been somewhere else
on the floor,” she said. Peter looked over at Janis and saw she was beet red.
Garolynn looked at Janis too and Peter said jokingly, “You have something you
want to tell us about or is this a private matter?” Janis stammered something
to the effect that she had heard some weird sounds also but was not paying a
whole lot of attention. The three in the back seat were having their own
conversation and had not heard any of this. (more…)

It began one day at a little place I used to work at, just after I
had gotten into the computer consulting business. It was a small
shop with about ten people that did typical office work, mostly
typing. A woman named Margaret managed it for a guy who let her
run things pretty much however she wanted as long as she kept
costs to a minimum. That meant hiring mostly young girls, whom
she could pay peanuts, to crank out the paperwork along with a
couple of men to do the real work - like operating and maintaining
the computers.

I had increased the efficiency of the place tenfold by installing
a microcomputer network to handle their wordprocessing chores. I
set ‘em up with a 386 clone and a 100 meg hard disk as the server
running the ever-popular N network with about half a dozen XTs as
stations. Margaret was both thrilled and thankful for my effort.
After the installation of the hard and soft wares I was called
back only for repairs, program updating and new employee training.
The girls were very computer illiterate, as most women are, and I
really had my hands full training them. I could almost hear their
disk heads grinding against the platters every time one of them
began randomly pushing keys in panic. (more…)

Ted and I were college buddies, both going through the same exams,
profs and (you guessed it) girls. He was always an ass man, getting
his kicks from ‘bumping’ up behind chicks anywhere he could find them.
In shopping malls, in elevators, in the subway, anywhere.

My thing is getting head.
Anywhere, anytime is fine as long as the girl doesn’t mind. Ted and I
knew of each other’s sexual preferences and became a tag team almost
by accident.

Sandy was a tall and healthy brunette with big blue eyes that always
seemed to be sparkling. She had a habit of wearing loose fitting
oversize jerseys and faded and stitched Levi jeans. Her pants were
always tight fitting even if we could see only from mid-thigh down.
Always flirting with the guys, she tried to see how far the guys would
go with her. Some were lucky and some were embarassed. (more…)

Your new lover arrives looking as though he stepped out of the
seventeenth century. He is dressed in a blue velvet suit with
much lace and silk ruffles. His shoulderlength blond hair falls
out from under a large blue velvet hat with a long white feather
in it. He even has on white knee stockings and buckled shoes and
he is carrying a goldtipped cane. He also is wearing a black
mask over his eyes.

He stops still when he sees you. “Enchanting,” he says and bows
deeply. He steps toward you. “Pretty puss, have you done as I
asked?” He slips his cane in the folds of your cloak. You
unfasten the hooks of the cloak and open it. He gazes at you and
smiles. You feel your nipples begin to harden. He licks his
finger and traces the red lines around each one. (more…)