Kitten With a Whip

by Marie LeClare

SPANK! SPANK!

The words appeared on the instant message that I sent her, and I could tell from the response that she wanted more. So we had agreed to meet when I was expected to be in her hometown, and I told her not to be late, and to present herself to me naked.

I waited patiently for her arrival at the Four Seasons Hotel, but she was late. I remembered what we had chatted about on the Internet, and looked at the adult toys I had brought with me on the trip.

The knock on the door was so faint I almost missed it but as I opened the door I was greeted by the prettiest brunette, with the deepest dimples.

I had dressed appropriately in a leather mini skirt, with thigh high boots.

I looked at her and said “If you do not present yourself to me naked I will not acknowledge you,” and with that I closed the door, to the sounds of her protests that it was so public.
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KimSoo Nail Tech

by Marie LeClare

I used to drive by this really old house, situated next to the shopping strip mall, for the longest time. It looked so lonely to me with the for rent sign, in the front window, that nobody seemed to notice.

Then one day on the way to work I saw the hand painted sign that announced the services of a nail technician, and this pretty little oriental girl out washing the windows.

I admit I like to be pampered and love getting my nails done, so I decided I’d give them a try.

The following week I had a day off so I decided to see if they were as good as my regular nail tech, and made an appointment.

KimSoo, was a pretty tiny oriental girl, who I later found out was Vietnamese. She was waif like in her kimono, and you would think, if you didn’t know, that she was 12 years old, but she told me she was 18.
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It Happened One Night

by Marie LeClare

I couldn’t keep my eyes off her as I watched her walk across the floor, her dark hair slightly covered her shirt collar and her flashing blue eyes watching the other women in her path. She had a sort of animal quality about her that had immediately attracted me the first time we met. So when she had invited me out for a drink after work I readily accepted.

Thoughts of her thighs wrapped around my head, her legs on my shoulders, and my tongue gently kissing and licking her delicate folds had started to keep me awake at night, and I was rather obsessed with wanting to go to bed and make love with her.

I wasn’t the only one with similar thoughts, judging from the way a few of the other women were looking at her as she walked past.

Finally she came back to our little table, a drink in each hand. I sneaked a peek at her muscular thighs bulging against her jeans as she sat down across from me.
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Kelly’s Sorority Sisters
(As it was told to me)

by Marie LeClare

My college roommate and I use to masturbate each other and for each other. We would jokingly call this the “tension reliever”. She also used to joke and say, “When nobody else would, Kelly would”.

We were best of friends and sorority sisters. As I’m thinking about it the story seems long and complicated so I’ll try to keep it short and simple.

We met our freshman year during sorority rush. We joined the same sorority and became fast friends. We did a lot together freshman year and because of our friendship decided to room together sophomore year. I don’t know what it was but we were always close as we seemed to be on the same wavelength on virtually everything. I felt and I think she felt a closeness that was different from our other girlfriends.

We were close but things really changed sophomore year. At the end of sorority rush there were these huge parties at all the houses. It was the only time we could have organized beer parties on sorority grounds. The parties started in the afternoon and went until the kegs ran dry. Of course, during the party there was singing, dancing, hugging, jubilation as the sisters welcomed the new members, and of course, we all got very drunk.

When the kegs would run dry we would go over to the fraternities who have organized parties so that we could continue well into the night. Our sorority and another one went to one fraternity that had invited another fraternity over so there were suppose to be about an equal number of guys to girls. Well, it seemed the girls outnumbered the guys by a wide margin but that was ok because we danced and sang with each other. Again, lots of drunk girls hugging, dancing singing, drinking but it was all very innocent.
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