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Dreaming of You 2 - Saucy Secretary

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After the Party

After the Party

by Jonathan Eddington

The party had been great, the typical college thing. Lots of booze, lots of dancing, and lots of guys trying to get off with the girls, but not me. I am madly in love with my guy, Jim, and will do anything for him, and he for me. That was how I had ended up at this party. I was supposed to be grounded after getting drunk last Friday with some of my mates, then staggering home and throwing up on the living room carpet before passing out. My parents had been livid to get up in the morning to find me lying there!

Even though I was grounded, Jim could still get hold of me through my friends. He went to a different college, and I did not see him unless we met up. So when my best friend told me there was a party at Colin's on Saturday as his parents were away and that Jim was going with his mates, I knew I had to go.

Saturday night came. My parents were watching tv downstairs. I slipped on a skirt & v-neck T-shirt combo that I knew Jim liked, and sneaked out the back door. He loved the way the top clung to my boobs and showed my cleavage and would be drooling over me all night.

Like I said, it was a typical college party, and as the booze flowed the level of horniness raised. New couples were kissing and caressing, those like me and Jim were fondling and groping, and a few were taking advantage of the empty bedrooms. I had tried to get Jim upstairs, but he said it would be too risky in case someone came in and saw us. But I knew from past experience that when it was dark and after a few beers then it was a whole different ball game...

It is now about four in the morning. The music has stopped, the lights are out, and judging by the sounds and the little I can see through the semi-darkness, everyone else is asleep. There are three more lads and two girls also in here lying in positions that indicate some definite intimacy between one couple. His pants are undone, her top gone and bra not fastened. Did they have fun when I was asleep, or drunkly doze off not realising their state of undress? Either way it is giving me ideas. Looking at the other sofa I can see my best friend Cathy's head in her boyfriend's crotch. Lee would be so hard if he knew, as she told me she rarely gives him a blow job!

Jim is lying kind of across the sofa and I am leaning on him. Judging by the slow, steady way his chest is rising and falling beneath my head he is still asleep. In the past Jim has mentioned how he would like to be woken by me giving him a blowjob. Now is my chance to give him his fantasy...

Dirty Dancing Pt1

Dirty Dancing Pt1
by Jonathan Eddington



The club was pounding to beat of the music and the hundreds of hot, sweaty, and in many cases horny bodies.

She'd already had quite a few guys try and dance with her. Hardly surprising with how she looked and how she was moving. The tightly front tied blouse showing her ample cleavage and lack of a bra, the pleated short skirt that occasionally rose giving glimpses of stocking tops, and a pair of killer heels with knee high white socks. Those, combined with her wavy blonde hair tied up in pigtails, ruby red lip stick, and equally red nails, all made her look like a schoolgirl gone bad. Her short height and youthful looks made her look early twenties rather than nearer forty, so many guys perfect fantasy - naughty schoolgirl with lots of experience!

She was on the lookout for a guy, but not the ones who were coming to her. At the side of the dance floor she had seen a slightly geeky, yet attractive lad watching her dance and obviously enjoying the view. He nervously looked away whenever she tried to make eye contact though.

Knowing she would have to make the first move she danced near to where he was stood, casting glances in his direction to check he was watching.

Directly in front of where he stood, she "accidentally" dropped her purse, and slowly bent forward to get it. Keeping her legs straight and her bum towards him, she knew he would be looking at her lacy stocking tops, her perfectly rounded bottom peeking out from under her skirt, and as she reach the floor, her wet pussy showing between her legs.