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[sally_sparrow]

So do I.

Okay then, let's do this. We'll each wear a pair of silk panties that will be sure to show any wet spots real good. I'll wear an emerald green pair and you can wear a cherry red pair.

We'll get all worked up and then at the self-service check-out line we'll each take them off and try to scan them in the scanner reader thingy and act all confused why the machine suddenly isn't working until we cause a small scene

That sounds so festive Hopefully a helpful gentleman will stop to assist us. It's pretty cold and snowy here, maybe we should all warm up in the back of my SUV while we wait for the pump.

 

[awired50]

That sounds so festive Hopefully a helpful gentleman will stop to assist us. It's pretty cold and snowy here, maybe we should all warm up in the back of my SUV while we wait for the pump.

ERRRRRK!

 

[LizVegas79]

The pump?

 

[sally_sparrow]

The pump?

Lol for some reason I was thinking of a gas station. I see what you are saying now. Carry on

 

[LizVegas79]

Lol for some reason I was thinking of a gas station. I see what you are saying now. Carry on

Wait, I love it! Are we out of gas?

How can we afford to fill up the gas tank of your big giant SUV?

Are we going to have to agree to ... do things ... in order to be able to afford enough gas to drive home?

Oh no, I hope not! What sick, horrible, nasty, perverted things do you think we might have to do?

 

[awired50]

Wait, I love it! Are we out of gas?

How can we afford to fill up the gas tank of your big giant SUV?

Are we going to have to agree to ... do things ... in order to be able to afford enough gas to drive home?

Oh no, I hope not! What sick, horrible, nasty, perverted things do you think we might have to do?

 

[sally_sparrow]

Wait, I love it! Are we out of gas?

How can we afford to fill up the gas tank of your big giant SUV?

Are we going to have to agree to ... do things ... in order to be able to afford enough gas to drive home?

Oh no, I hope not! What sick, horrible, nasty, perverted things do you think we might have to do?

All right, we're starting this adventure over.

We are in the middle of the desert at a small gas station: out of gas, out of money. Just two scantily dressed, helpless, gorgeous women in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception. There is an attendant working inside the station, and 2 motorcycles parked just outside the sliding glass door.

With no other options, we head into the gas station where we are greeted by a rush of chilled air blasting from the overhead a/c unit. We look at each other and giggle when we see that both yours and my nipples are now completely hard and poking through our tiny bikini tops. I playfully reach out and tweak one of your nipples, making you gasp in surprise. Then your eyes grow darker than the ever present dark chocolate hue. I can tell the wheels in your mind are now spinning. Before you are able to retaliate, a deep voice cuts in from behind me,

"Excuse me ladies, do you need help with anything? You don't look like you two are from around here."

We look at each other and do a mental eyeroll- never heard that line before But then I watch as your eyes scan the tall individual standing behind me. You bite your lower lip, and shift your weight to one leg, sticking your ass and tits out in the process. I know that look... we are about to have some fun.

 

[awired50]

All right, we're starting this adventure over.

We are in the middle of the desert at a small gas station: out of gas, out of money. Just two scantily dressed, helpless, gorgeous women in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception. There is an attendant working inside the station, and 2 motorcycles parked just outside the sliding glass door.

With no other options, we head into the gas station where we are greeted by a rush of chilled air blasting from the overhead a/c unit. We look at each other and giggle when we see that both yours and my nipples are now completely hard and poking through our tiny bikini tops. I playfully reach out and tweak one of your nipples, making you gasp in surprise. Then your eyes grow darker than the ever present dark chocolate hue. I can tell the wheels in your mind are now spinning. Before you are able to retaliate, a deep voice cuts in from behind me,

"Excuse me ladies, do you need help with anything? You don't look like you two are from around here."

We look at each other and do a mental eyeroll- never heard that line before But then I watch as your eyes scan the tall individual standing behind me. You bite your lower lip, and shift your weight to one leg, sticking your ass and tits out in the process. I know that look... we are about to have some fun.

Watching from the storeroom with a growing erection.

 

[LizVegas79]

All right, we're starting this adventure over.

We are in the middle of the desert at a small gas station: out of gas, out of money. Just two scantily dressed, helpless, gorgeous women in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception. There is an attendant working inside the station, and 2 motorcycles parked just outside the sliding glass door.

With no other options, we head into the gas station where we are greeted by a rush of chilled air blasting from the overhead a/c unit. We look at each other and giggle when we see that both yours and my nipples are now completely hard and poking through our tiny bikini tops. I playfully reach out and tweak one of your nipples, making you gasp in surprise. Then your eyes grow darker than the ever present dark chocolate hue. I can tell the wheels in your mind are now spinning. Before you are able to retaliate, a deep voice cuts in from behind me,

"Excuse me ladies, do you need help with anything? You don't look like you two are from around here."

We look at each other and do a mental eyeroll- never heard that line before But then I watch as your eyes scan the tall individual standing behind me. You bite your lower lip, and shift your weight to one leg, sticking your ass and tits out in the process. I know that look... we are about to have some fun.

Our eyes lock together. I bring my hand up to my lips and as coyly as possible point behind you with my long, freshly manicured French-tip finger.

You slowly turn around and find yourself staring into the hairless barrel chest of a mountain of man in a freshly washed but heavily worn blue jeans vest. He's at least 6'7" and looks like he's a professional wrestler with his long, shoulder-length, naturally blond hair, twinkling blue eyes and perfect, movie star smile.

You gulp. "Umm ... wow ... uhh, no ... I mean ... yes ... I don't know ... maybe?"

You glance back at me desperately. I shrug and give you nothing as I blow a small bubble with my white bubble gum until it pops.

The store clerk moves from behind the counter over to the front door and waves off a small family of four coming to the door. "Sorry! We're closed!" he shouts to them thru the glass as he turns the deadbolt.

"But we need gas," the obese wife in an unflattering muumuu protests.

"I said we're closed!" the clerk shouts back as he lowers the black cloth shutter.

He turns and grins at us. He is another brute of an animal. Not nearly as polished and clean as the first guy but even with his mop of greasy, jet black hair, missing teeth he exudes a rugged handsomeness and raw, powerful magnetism which is hard to look away from.

"Hey, Tiny. You should come see this," your guy calls out over his shoulder as he gives us both a disarming, totally panty-dropping grin.

 

[sally_sparrow]

Our eyes lock together. I bring my hand up to my lips and as coyly as possible point behind you with my long, freshly manicured French-tip finger.

You slowly turn around and find yourself staring into the hairless barrel chest of a mountain of man in a freshly washed but heavily worn blue jeans vest. He's at least 6'7" and looks like he's a professional wrestler with his long, shoulder-length, naturally blond hair, twinkling blue eyes and perfect, movie star smile.

You gulp. "Umm ... wow ... uhh, no ... I mean ... yes ... I don't know ... maybe?"

You glance back at me desperately. I shrug and give you nothing as I blow a small bubble with my white bubble gum until it pops.

The store clerk moves from behind the counter over to the front door and waves off a small family of four coming to the door. "Sorry! We're closed!" he shouts to them thru the glass as he turns the deadbolt.

"But we need gas," the obese wife in an unflattering muumuu protests.

"I said we're closed!" the clerk shouts back as he lowers the black cloth shutter.

He turns and grins at us. He is another brute of an animal. Not nearly as polished and clean as the first guy but even with his mop of greasy, jet black hair, missing teeth he exudes a rugged handsomeness and raw, powerful magnetism which is hard to look away from.

"Hey, Tiny. You should come see this," your guy calls out over his shoulder as he gives us both a disarming, totally panty-dropping grin.

Love your addition Liz I'll be adding on soon. I have a one track mind today though and am pretty focused on the plug in my ass. A few more hours to go.

 

[sally_sparrow]

Our eyes lock together. I bring my hand up to my lips and as coyly as possible point behind you with my long, freshly manicured French-tip finger.

You slowly turn around and find yourself staring into the hairless barrel chest of a mountain of man in a freshly washed but heavily worn blue jeans vest. He's at least 6'7" and looks like he's a professional wrestler with his long, shoulder-length, naturally blond hair, twinkling blue eyes and perfect, movie star smile.

You gulp. "Umm ... wow ... uhh, no ... I mean ... yes ... I don't know ... maybe?"

You glance back at me desperately. I shrug and give you nothing as I blow a small bubble with my white bubble gum until it pops.

The store clerk moves from behind the counter over to the front door and waves off a small family of four coming to the door. "Sorry! We're closed!" he shouts to them thru the glass as he turns the deadbolt.

"But we need gas," the obese wife in an unflattering muumuu protests.

"I said we're closed!" the clerk shouts back as he lowers the black cloth shutter.

He turns and grins at us. He is another brute of an animal. Not nearly as polished and clean as the first guy but even with his mop of greasy, jet black hair, missing teeth he exudes a rugged handsomeness and raw, powerful magnetism which is hard to look away from.

"Hey, Tiny. You should come see this," your guy calls out over his shoulder as he gives us both a disarming, totally panty-dropping grin.

Gosh, sorry you all. I've been so busy with my day job over at Starfucks that I haven't had a chance to update on what happened with Liz and myself in the desert.
.....

We stand there with wide eyes and gaping mouths as the two hulking men close the distance between us.

"You ladies look like you need some assistance. How can we help you?" the clerk asks, stepping close enough to Liz that her nipples press gently into his rock hard chest. She shivers and does not back away, but presses her chest firmly against him and begins to twirl a tendril of her long jet black hair between her fingers.

"We're out of gas, Tiny. Do you think you could help me and my friend here?" Liz says in a soft, sultry voice while batting her eyelids like a damsel in distress.

Sally stands frozen in place, wondering what will happen next. A large hand presses into the small of her back making her skin prickle. Her already hard nipples have tightened even more and feel as if they could cut through the thin bathing suit material of her bikini top.

The man behind Sally speaks up, "I think we can fill you up for sure." Sally and Liz make eye contact and grin at each other. Sally bites her lip, then leans into the man's hand, ensuring her ass backs against his massive frame. He looks like he could pick her up with one hand and swing him over her shoulder. Suddenly, the thought of him carrying her on her shoulder consumes her mind, and she reaches behind to feel just how massive he actually is.

 

[awired50]

<<< peeks out from the back room....

 

[LizVegas79]

Gosh, sorry you all. I've been so busy with my day job over at Starfucks that I haven't had a chance to update on what happened with Liz and myself in the desert.
.....

We stand there with wide eyes and gaping mouths as the two hulking men close the distance between us.

"You ladies look like you need some assistance. How can we help you?" the clerk asks, stepping close enough to Liz that her nipples press gently into his rock hard chest. She shivers and does not back away, but presses her chest firmly against him and begins to twirl a tendril of her long jet black hair between her fingers.

"We're out of gas, Tiny. Do you think you could help me and my friend here?" Liz says in a soft, sultry voice while batting her eyelids like a damsel in distress.

Sally stands frozen in place, wondering what will happen next. A large hand presses into the small of her back making her skin prickle. Her already hard nipples have tightened even more and feel as if they could cut through the thin bathing suit material of her bikini top.

The man behind Sally speaks up, "I think we can fill you up for sure." Sally and Liz make eye contact and grin at each other. Sally bites her lip, then leans into the man's hand, ensuring her ass backs against his massive frame. He looks like he could pick her up with one hand and swing him over her shoulder. Suddenly, the thought of him carrying her on her shoulder consumes her mind, and she reaches behind to feel just how massive he actually is.

"Do either of you hot fucking bitches have any idea how you're going to pay for this here fill up that you need so bad?" the greasy clerk growls between his crooked teeth.

Sally bites her lip and slowly shakes her head like a doe-eyed dear caught in headlights as she squeezes the marblized enthusiasm pressing against her back.

"You shouldn't talk to us like that," Liz purrs. "My friend and I are both very nice girls from nice families and we don't approve of -"

"Shut the fuck up," he growls at Liz. "Your kind has been through here before. You're two spoiled rich bitches with daddy's credit card, aren't you?"

"How'd you know?" Sally whispers, gulping again at the throbbing steel pulsing in her hand.

"What the fuck is going on out here?" a huge bear of a man with Manager written by hand on his half unbuttoned shirt demands as he walks towards Liz and Sally. "Well, well, well. What have we here?"

Liza and Sally look at the three huge men and then at each other with the first traces of doubt in their eyes? Did they push it too far? Didn't these guys appreciate being teased and maybe conned out of a simple tank of gas and a couple of drinks?

The manager glances at the clerk and nods and with one rip, Liz's $300 semi-sheer pool jacket is ripped off her body and tossed on the floor.

The three men reach for their belt buckles and begin taking off their pants.

The good-looking blond guy shrugs and smiles as he unzips and pulls down his pants. "You gotta pay for the gas girls. And we stopped taking credit cards or cash five seconds after you walked through them there doors."

 

[barefootgirl69]

Love your thread!

*sits here reading from that little desert town in the middle of nowhere*

I enjoy your thread, Sally, because I enjoy words. Many times they are so much more erotic than a picture because it allows the imagination to take over. Each person reading it gets a different image, each one erotic.

 

[ouchfeelsgood]

I can't wait until the part when either Liz or Sally is hog-tied upside-down to the car-lift and one of the mechanics approaches with a power lug-nut remover.

 

[sally_sparrow]

"Do either of you hot fucking bitches have any idea how you're going to pay for this here fill up that you need so bad?" the greasy clerk growls between his crooked teeth.

Sally bites her lip and slowly shakes her head like a doe-eyed dear caught in headlights as she squeezes the marblized enthusiasm pressing against her back.

"You shouldn't talk to us like that," Liz purrs. "My friend and I are both very nice girls from nice families and we don't approve of -"

"Shut the fuck up," he growls at Liz. "Your kind has been through here before. You're two spoiled rich bitches with daddy's credit card, aren't you?"

"How'd you know?" Sally whispers, gulping again at the throbbing steel pulsing in her hand.

"What the fuck is going on out here?" a huge bear of a man with Manager written by hand on his half unbuttoned shirt demands as he walks towards Liz and Sally. "Well, well, well. What have we here?"

Liza and Sally look at the three huge men and then at each other with the first traces of doubt in their eyes? Did they push it too far? Didn't these guys appreciate being teased and maybe conned out of a simple tank of gas and a couple of drinks?

The manager glances at the clerk and nods and with one rip, Liz's $300 semi-sheer pool jacket is ripped off her body and tossed on the floor.

The three men reach for their belt buckles and begin taking off their pants.

The good-looking blond guy shrugs and smiles as he unzips and pulls down his pants. "You gotta pay for the gas girls. And we stopped taking credit cards or cash five seconds after you walked through them there doors."

Phew! This just got steamy, and a bit intimidating I'll be adding on soon. Holiday stuff has taken over but is calming down now. Can't wait to see where it goes

*sits here reading from that little desert town in the middle of nowhere*

I enjoy your thread, Sally, because I enjoy words. Many times they are so much more erotic than a picture because it allows the imagination to take over. Each person reading it gets a different image, each one erotic.

Hi BFG, welcome! Thanks so much for stopping in and taking the time to read. I'm really glad that you are enjoying the stories so far! If you ever want to jump in, please feel free to add on to any of the stories! I think it's fun to collaborate and it helps me brainstorm for other stories

I can't wait until the part when either Liz or Sally is hog-tied upside-down to the car-lift and one of the mechanics approaches with a power lug-nut remover.

Hehehe, I'm taking note of this

 

[sally_sparrow]

I haven't forgotten you all, just haven't had time to do much writing in the last few days!

I am smiling big this morning after opening a message from an old friend who shared a piece of writing with me that was inspired by my lactation journey and writings. I'm flattered that I provided inspiration for this erotic, sensual, milky story. He's not on Lit but did give me permission to share his story here. Hope you enjoy it as well:

Milky Sweet

As she stands in the darkness at the edge of the bed, he is watching her. She sees his eyes scanning her body. The lingerie isn't hiding much, and the see through dress doesn't provide a lot more cover. She feels awkward just standing there, she feels uncomfortable on her skin. Yet his eyes are filled with lust and desire.

He motions for her to take off the dress as he sits back and watches. She slowly starts peeling of the dress. The rolls on her body showing as it falls to the floor. Her thick thighs attract his attention, the red lace of her panties creating a stark contrast with her skin. She feels a desire growing in the room.

He motions her to the bed and vacates it himself. She loves the way he looks in his suit, loves how it makes her feel vulnerable and safe at the same time. He is her guardian and her lover. As she lies down he takes some rope and binds her wrists and ankles together, stretching her from the headboard to the foot of the bed.

As she lay there, unable to move, completely exposed aside from the lingerie, he sat down next to her. His hands roaming her skin are warm, his touch belay a strength and discipline. Unconsciously she gives into his will, she allows her body to relax and experience his touch. She feels his fingers caress her sides, going down her sides, thighs and then his full hand caressing her calf. His hand starts it's agonizingly slow ascension back up her inner thigh. Inching slowly closer and closer to her pelvic mound.

As he nears the mound she starts feeling the tingle of expectation. She longs for his touch, she wants him to rub her lips and her clit. But before getting her she feels his fingers diverting from their course and moving up the groin to her hip. Ascending ever further until his hand cups her breast.

Ever so slightly he squeezes her breast, she feels the milk seeping from her nipples, the lace of her bra getting wet from it. She closes her eyes as she feels him climb up on top of her. As he starts kneading her breasts, she feels how the milk start flowing freely. Within moments the lace of her bra was saturated, dripping wet. She felt how he pushed his face against it, how he sucked the milk from the fabric.

He pulled the fabric down, and she felt it catch on her nipples for a moment. The sensitive skin giving of a small sensation through her body as they pulled free from the fabric. A sigh escaped her throat as she felt his mouth cover her left nipple. He started sucking on hit. The motion of his tongue rasping against her sensitive skin and the flow of the milk combining in a very intimate and sensual stream of sensations.

He would switch sides at small intervals, each time bringing her close to an explosion of pent up lust. But never really taking her past the edge. After what seemed like an eternity she wanted to cum. By now her panties were soaked as much as her bra, and she wanted te feel him inside her. She started to wriggle and sigh harder.

She felt him get up and opened her eyes. As he slowly and meticulously started to undress. She watched him as the sensation in her body started waning a little he came back to her, he untied her ankles only to fixate them again with her legs spread. He positioned his face between her legs and kissed her pelvic mound. Like before she felt him sucking on the fabric, this time of her panties.

After a few seconds he climbed on top of her and kissed her. She could taste herself, mixed with the sweet taste of her milk. As she lost herself in the taste she felt his hard cock press against her pelvic mound.

She was ready for him...​

 

[sally_sparrow]

"Do either of you hot fucking bitches have any idea how you're going to pay for this here fill up that you need so bad?" the greasy clerk growls between his crooked teeth.

Sally bites her lip and slowly shakes her head like a doe-eyed dear caught in headlights as she squeezes the marblized enthusiasm pressing against her back.

"You shouldn't talk to us like that," Liz purrs. "My friend and I are both very nice girls from nice families and we don't approve of -"

"Shut the fuck up," he growls at Liz. "Your kind has been through here before. You're two spoiled rich bitches with daddy's credit card, aren't you?"

"How'd you know?" Sally whispers, gulping again at the throbbing steel pulsing in her hand.

"What the fuck is going on out here?" a huge bear of a man with Manager written by hand on his half unbuttoned shirt demands as he walks towards Liz and Sally. "Well, well, well. What have we here?"

Liza and Sally look at the three huge men and then at each other with the first traces of doubt in their eyes? Did they push it too far? Didn't these guys appreciate being teased and maybe conned out of a simple tank of gas and a couple of drinks?

The manager glances at the clerk and nods and with one rip, Liz's $300 semi-sheer pool jacket is ripped off her body and tossed on the floor.

The three men reach for their belt buckles and begin taking off their pants.

The good-looking blond guy shrugs and smiles as he unzips and pulls down his pants. "You gotta pay for the gas girls. And we stopped taking credit cards or cash five seconds after you walked through them there doors."

Liz and Sally look at each other with wide eyes. There is a moment of hesitancy, then a sparkle catches in Liz's dark eyes and the two women grin at each other. Sally's pupils dilate and she bites her lip. The man standing behind Sally stepped away from her to remove his pants, then resumed his position against her backside.

"Oh!" Sally gasps and shudders. The rock hard, cock that was once trapped and bulging through tight jeans now presses directly against her ass and low back. She reaches behind her to grip the thick shaft. Her fingers wrap around the wide girth, and as her palm encases it she notes that her hand is wet. Precum oozes from the dripping eye of blond guy's thick, hard dick, smearing Sally's soft, pale skin. She gives it a squeeze and he twitches at her touch. A low, deep growl is barely audible, but Sally hears it and her flesh responds, blushing across her chest and burning her cheeks. Heat seeps through her and lights the fire low in her belly.

His large hands wrap around Sally's waist and grip her hips. Sally never breaks eye contact with Liz as he slides his shaft up and down the palm of her hand. It glides across her smoothly thanks to the coating of precum on her skin.

"Looks like your friend here understands the situation, sugar," the manager says to Liz. She looks at her ripped jacket laying on the floor near her feet, then back to the hulking manager before her. He stands with arms crossed, leaning to one side. His cock is growing hard as he stands in place. Liz's mouth drops open at the sight of his increasing length and she nearly drools. The third man behind Liz grabs the back of her bikini top and rips it off with one quick tug.

The sudden exposure makes Liz jump, causing her perfect, tan tits to bounce with her. She squeaks with excitement when the man behind her pushes her roughly toward the manager.

"Start with him darlin. He's ready for you," he says.

 

[sally_sparrow]

hopefully You're having some great holidays despite the pandemic just wanted to let You know that i'm reading along too the single posts are wonderful and so is this evolving thing of Liz and You

Thank you Anja! I hope yours has been enjoyable as well. I'm glad you are enjoying the stories If you ever want to jump in, please feel free!

 

[LizVegas79]

Liz and Sally look at each other with wide eyes. There is a moment of hesitancy, then a sparkle catches in Liz's dark eyes and the two women grin at each other. Sally's pupils dilate and she bites her lip. The man standing behind Sally stepped away from her to remove his pants, then resumed his position against her backside.

"Oh!" Sally gasps and shudders. The rock hard, cock that was once trapped and bulging through tight jeans now presses directly against her ass and low back. She reaches behind her to grip the thick shaft. Her fingers wrap around the wide girth, and as her palm encases it she notes that her hand is wet. Precum oozes from the dripping eye of blond guy's thick, hard dick, smearing Sally's soft, pale skin. She gives it a squeeze and he twitches at her touch. A low, deep growl is barely audible, but Sally hears it and her flesh responds, blushing across her chest and burning her cheeks. Heat seeps through her and lights the fire low in her belly.

His large hands wrap around Sally's waist and grip her hips. Sally never breaks eye contact with Liz as he slides his shaft up and down the palm of her hand. It glides across her smoothly thanks to the coating of precum on her skin.

"Looks like your friend here understands the situation, sugar," the manager says to Liz. She looks at her ripped jacket laying on the floor near her feet, then back to the hulking manager before her. He stands with arms crossed, leaning to one side. His cock is growing hard as he stands in place. Liz's mouth drops open at the sight of his increasing length and she nearly drools. The third man behind Liz grabs the back of her bikini top and rips it off with one quick tug.

The sudden exposure makes Liz jump, causing her perfect, tan tits to bounce with her. She squeaks with excitement when the man behind her pushes her roughly toward the manager.

"Start with him darlin. He's ready for you," he says.

"Mmmm, no tan lines on them fine ass titties," the manager growls. "You fucking Mexi-tramp you. I'm going to teach you a lesson you ain't soon to forget."

"Oh, wow," Liz whispers as he pushes her to the floor and she is face to face with the ever-growing white python of flesh throbbing to life in front of her. "You're so fucking huge," she adds as her long, perfectly manicured fingers wrap around the monster and begin stroking it.

"God damn you have a hot ass!" the man behind her declares as he unleashes his belt and steps out of his worn jeans and dirty tightie-whities. "You remind me of another hot , Mexi-tramp we had come 'round here a few months ago. She had a great ass too."

"But I bet she wasn't able to sit down for a week after we were done with her and dumped her out on the road back to Vegas where trash like her belongs," the manager grins as he high fives the guy to his left and the blond god to his right who is surrendering to Sally's expert charms.

Liz glances behind her. "Oh wow. I think you're both too big for me. I'm not use to real guys like you who like to beat up women."

"Wait. What? Hey, she asked for it."

"No, I really don't think she did," Liz purrs with a grin as her hand slides down to cradle and scratch the manager's big, hairy, stinky balls. "Do you remember that girls' name by any chance?"

"I think it was Cunt, or Whore, or Tramp or something like that right guys?" the third guy grins as he glances at his two cohorts in crime and brings himself up to speed to take advantage of Liz.

"No," Liz corrects them as she continues to admire the prominently exposed male parts of the hulking, sweating beast in front of her. "It was Maria. And she missed a lot of work because of what you guys did to her so I came by hoping that you'd give me all the money in your cash register and everything that's in the safe in the backroom as a, you know, sort of donation to her get-well, Go Fund Me, account."

 

[LizVegas79]

I can't wait until the part when either Liz or Sally is hog-tied upside-down to the car-lift and one of the mechanics approaches with a power lug-nut remover.

Yeah, sorry that's not going to happen. But that nut-remover comment gave me a fun idea

 

[LizVegas79]

Thought of the day while taking a walk around the neighborhood ....

* She was a nice, normal, happily married, 41-year-old mom of two, almost straight-A young girls.

But then the Covid pandemic hit and she managed and hid her stress pretty well but then her Latina side couldn't take it anymore. She felt like she was about to burst.

Fortunately, she bumped into a kinky friend of hers at the grocery store and she told the forever busy, stressed out mom about a cocktail party at a nice house in a gated community where a few wives mingled with the invited guests until it was time for some of the women to entertain those invited guests who wished to be entertained.

"It's just like in college. Anonymous sex is a great way to relieve stress," her friend told her, "and you can either tell your husband about it or not tell your husband about it. Or, you can invite him if he, you know, has ever wanted to watch you." *

 

[ouchfeelsgood]

But that nut-remover comment gave me a fun idea

It seems you've been lurking in the Not-So-Gentle Femdom thread again.

Btw, I love the arousing storytelling you and Sally are tag-teaming on. Definitely two devious, naughty minds at work!

 

[peekingone]

This is great Liz and Sally. Well done

 

[LizVegas79]

There's a classy cocktail party for affluent married and non-married couples.

There's a fake wall on one side of the room with a line of about eight or so round holes each of which is about 3-feet off the ground.

At a quarter to nine the very attractive hostess of the party jingles a silver bell with her long, immaculately manicured fingers.

Everyone smiles and grins at each other. Some couples give each other a little kiss or little finger wave goodbye.

The guys who want to, go behind the wall.

The women who want to, kneel down in front of the wall in their expensive, elegantly revealing cocktail dresses and pull their hair away from their faces.

Others either take a seat or take out their cellphones to take pictures.

What happens next is easy for everyone to guess