New chain story... Blossoming Rose.

[deliciously_naughty]

Sorry guys, I'm gonna need one more week before I can submit...I just started a new job and I've been getting up, going to work and coming home straight to bed. But it should be ready for next week.

 

[Dirt Man]

Well, it now has 6 votes. three 4's, and three 5's to equal a 4.50. Assuming that everyone here voted on it. Looks like some of you didn't like it that much.

As Always
I Am the
Dirt Man

 

[Guest]

Mine has 9 votes and has a 4 rating. I thought it was better than that. Guess not.

 

[Dirt Man]

No change in anything on this story since I last reported. And in as much as Cahab has extricated herself from this I think I must too.

As Always
I Am the
Dirt Man

 

[CharleyH]

Mine has 9 votes and has a 4 rating. I thought it was better than that. Guess not.

I got some PMs from readers of my other work who said that it wasn't my usual way of writing. I imagine the lower score comes from fans disappointed in one way or another . . . well, that's the honesty I'm gettting - c'est la vie - one must always try to transcend their proverbial box - lol - no not a pun!

Not a matter of good or bad - but rather in comp to other work. Shrug.

 

[deliciously_naughty]

Ok, I've submitted the next chapter. I'll post it here tomorrow...I've had some trouble with cut and paste recently and it's not working right now.

 

[deliciously_naughty]

Ok...here it is...best I could do off the cuff.

I'm not sure If I'll be able to write another chapter...I guess I'll see what time it is when I'm up again. I'm on april break starting 4/16 and could write for the following week's entry.


Blossoming Rose Ch 7

Sunday March 7

Dear Diary,

I guess it’s been awhile since I wrote, but I’ve been super busy. Cleaveland wasn’t all that memorable, except for the threesome with Marie and Bruno. God, he was totally worth waiting for. But it was a short stop and we quickly moved on. We’ve spent the past week in New Orleans.

I know it’s Las Vegas that’s known as “Sin City,” but I can’t imagine any place more sinful than New Orleans. This is a city that was made for sex. The humid air, the uninhibited atmosphere, the free flowing alcohol, and the strip clubs that seem to be everywhere keep my mind circling back to the events of the past month or so.

We’re performing as the headliners at a gentleman’s club known as Ruby’s. They have their own lineup of strippers, and god but those women are pissed at our invasion. We can’t prove it, but Mac and I are certain that they were the ones who “misplaced” Amber’s costumes.

Marie is sharing a dressing room with one of their strippers named “Star,” who seems to think her stripper name reflects her status. Of course, if she dropped 20 pounds and got biggers tits she might be one. Every night when I go into the dressing room, Star tries to hog the mirror, use as much of the makeup as possible and she makes bitchy comments about Marie and I, calling us dykes and other terms.

I had been feeling really good about exploring my sexuality and my boundaries, but Star was making me feel dirty. I hated her for that. So I decided to get back at her.

Star has stayed on the roster mostly due to the fact that she’s fucking the owner of the club. So I sized him up. He looked to be about my dad’s age. His other strippers mostly just sat in his lap and let him feel their tits to keep their jobs, but Star was dedicated. At least once a night, I watched her disappear under his tablecloth and his features give away exactly what she was doing to him. Sometimes she’d stay under there for about an hour, especially if he had cronies with him, giving all of them head. I’d see her leave with him, his hand up under her skirt.

So that afternoon, I snuck into the dressing room and poured some bleach on her “costumes” that had just been returned from the dry cleaner. Two hours later, when she arrived, I heard her long loud shriek. She stormed into the owner’s office and started demanding money for new costumes. He must’ve given it to her, because she stormed out of the club.

I smiled. Here was my chance to get back at her.

I knocked on his door. “What now?” came the growled response.

I opened the door. I knew that the micro mini and thin short tank top showed off my body to the best advantage possible. I leaned against the door in a seductive pose I’d seen Marie do a thousand times on stage. I inhaled and my rock hard nipples made themselves known. A hand trailed up my thigh, raising the skirt even higher.

“Who are you?” He pulled on his cigar, and took a long survey of my body.

“I’m just a girl. I help the headliners backstage. My name is Di. I’ve been watching you all week,” I walked to the desk, and slid up onto the corner of it, crossing my legs. The skirt slid up high enough to show that I had on a leopard print thong.

“Like what you’ve seen?” His hand reached out and his finger began to stroked the tiny bit of thong.

“You’re so…” I took a pause and slid off the desk and onto his lap. I could feel his dick, already hard, pressing against my hip. “in charge. You remind me of Donald Trump…that whole powerful businessman vibe you give off.”

He looked surprised, then flattered. He turned me so I was facing his desk. “Bend over the desk, baby.” I did so, spreading my legs and giving him a view of my damp thong. I’d stroked myself and gotten my thong all juicy before going to the club. “Are you looking for a job? Tired of being offstage?”

“No, I just want to know what it’s like to be with a powerful man like you. I want you to fuck me,” I glanced back at him, and slid my skirt up to my waist.

I felt my thong slide down my legs, and the cool air of the a/c hit my pussy. His finger traced my slit, and slid into me. I moaned and pressed back against him, telling him how good it felt. His finger slid out of my and traced up to my ass. I froze for a moment, but then decided to go for it. I’d heard the other girls talk about anal sex and how good it felt to have a finger up there whilst a man was fucking you, or two men with one cock in each hole.

He slid his finger in up to the knuckle and I murmured in pleasure. It was a different type of feeling…the finger that had barely begun to fill my cunt made my ass feel full. I heard a zipper, and then his cock nudging my pussy. As he fucked me, he slid a second finger into my ass and rode me that way. Although I didn’t find him all that attractive, his cock was huge and the secondary stimulation of his fingers made me come very fast the first time and even a second and third time before he did. I heard him grunt his way through orgasm and then felt his sticky come trickle down my thighs. The fingers withdrew from my ass.

He slapped my ass and gasped out “damn girl, you’re a sweet little piece, y’know that?”

I turned around, gracefully sank to my knees and began to lick his cock clean. As I did so, I gazed up adoringly at him. I pulled off my top and wiggled out of my skirt so that I was completely naked. When he was clean, I took my tank top and wiped him dry. Then I stayed on my knees and waited.

“You planning on staying down there?”

“Do you want me to? I want to do what will make you happy,” I smiled up at him, the way the girls did just before they got 50 dollar tips.

“Suck on me some more...that’d make me real happy.”

I applied all the skill I’d recently acquired. His cock began to harden again. I climbed up into his lap and straddled him. I whispered how good his cock had felt inside me, and his fingers up my ass. I told him how much I’d like to feel his big hard cock up my ass.

Diary, If the girls have taught me anything, it’s how easy men are to manipulate. Before long, I was bent back over the desk and he had out some lube. He was smearing my ass with lube, his dick out and already glistening with it when Star burst in bitching about how much her new dress had cost.

She shrieked. My man just kept lubing me. She shoved me out of the way and pulled up her own skirt. “If you wanna fuck someone, fuck me!”

“Her ass is tighter than yours. And I’m sick of your whining that you don’t like ass fucking. Get out of here,” he leaned down and helped me back up. “I told you leave. If you want your job, get out of here.”

She stormed out.

I was pressed back against the desk, and his dick starting pressing against my ass. Slowly, he slid the head of his cock in. He stopped, letting me get used to the feeling. Then he slid all the way in. I never felt so full in all my life. At first, he moved slowly, but as I began to moan, he thrust faster and faster. He reached around and began to tickle my clit. We actually came together, or he came just after I did, I don’t remember.

That night, when I was helping Marie, we were treated to death stares from Star. She tried to step on my foot, push me out of the way, and other nasty things. The bitch comments doubled.

But I had my revenge. That night, when she went over to the owner, he waved her away. I also saw him point at her thighs, he stomach and her tits. His friends laughed and she turned red with embarrassment.

After the show, she turned to us. “You win. I got fired. Fucking Dykes.”

Marie laughed. “Honey, maybe if you had a taste of pussy you’d be a happier person. Besides, my Diana here is much better in bed than your old man. I’d rather wake up next to her than anyone else. And you only wish you could too, so shut the fuck up.”

Star stormed out.

The lessons I’ve learned in New Orleans?

1. Older men really are good in bed.
2. Anal sex is fun.
3. Girl fighting is subtle, and I’m getting good at it.

Who know what I’ll learn next?

 

[CharleyH]

DN, A few grammar and typos - sorry i didn't post sooner - I'm not really writing here anymore, but I do check periodically. Have you posted yet?

I have some suggestions if you are interested, and I really loved "What you learned on New Orleans."

CH

 

[deliciously_naughty]

DN, A few grammar and typos - sorry i didn't post sooner - I'm not really writing here anymore, but I do check periodically. Have you posted yet?

I have some suggestions if you are interested, and I really loved "What you learned on New Orleans."

CH

yeah it's posted...and I think I'm going to be done in this series...just too busy with my new job

 

[damppanties]

Too busy to write too. Started a class. *sigh*

I'm thinking about maybe continuing when I have some time.

 

[CharleyH]

Too busy to write too. Started a class. *sigh*

I'm thinking about maybe continuing when I have some time.

Why don't you come up with a new idea?

 

[damppanties]

I'm not that creative, sweetie.

 

[Joseki Ko]

To see naked Pics of Sarahhh vote a 5 here.


I have a bet with Sarahhh. The Lowest rated story in the Earthday thread wins posted naked PICS of the loser. So if you want to see her naked vote a 5 on her story, or at least a 4

Thanks for your help.