Flash Report! A Lonely Tina Gloryhole Video!

Doc here with a Saturday Night special for you... How about a video of the lovely Lonely Tina from Toledo, who graced the front page of The Journal Friday?

This video, taken on a recent gloryhole recon mission, is sure to put a smile on your face, or a popcorn bucket in your lap.  Now let's see a show of hands... Who wants to be on one side of the gloryhole with LT on the other side.

Thought so.

Enjoy.

Thanks,
Doc

Tonight @ The Berlin News Agency! Spring Fling Party Starting @ 7pm

Tonight, Saturday April 20, 2013 @ The Berlin News Agency, Berlin, NJ... It's SPRING FLING PARTY TIME!

"Hott" Women, "Hott " Couples," Hott Food ".... where can this be found ???....

 At your #1 abs.... Berlin News Agency... that's this Saturday night April 20.... party starts
at 7pm and goes till 1am. Don't miss out on the fun !!! See you there,

Couples and single ladies are free.. Single Guys $20 at the door.  Remember to mention that "Doc sent me" to the BNA staff.

Thanks,
Doc

Couple's Flash Report! Lonely Tina and David @ Adult Pleasures in Toledo (w/PICS!)

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Couple's Flash Report! Hawaiian Eyeful's Latest Adventure in Portland, OR (w/NEW PIC!)

Doc here with the prolific and incredibly sexy Hawaiian Eyeful, and her latest adventure in this thing of ours.

This report is a wet one, so please put on your rain ponchos and protective eyewear...

Take it away, Ms. Eyeful!

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Have you ever been in a place where you aren’t particularly in the mood to participate, but at the same time wanting to be adventurous? That was exactly how I was feeling, as we left the house.

Friday night, we arrived at the club a little after 10 pm. Surprisingly enough it was already hopping. As my man ordered his drink, I began to scan the place to see just how many single men there might be for my pleasure.

The dance floor was quite busy and behind me to my right was the last couple we had the pleasure of enjoying on our last visit. Up on the balcony and looking below were 5 single men grouped together. Okay, so I thought, this just might be a very good night.

Hawaiian Eyeful

Making our way up the stairs; we were hoping to settle in on the couch closest to the stripper pole. But, alas, all the seats were taken. So, we headed toward the couch across the way where we took things slowly, as my man patiently waited for me to get in the “groove”. It was about that same time, an attractive blonde made her way into the fishbowl room where of course all the men gathered round. However, from what we could tell she only allowed her man and one other to partake.

As one man settled in on the seat next to me, I had my man pull out his cock so I could begin to enjoy. Feasting on his cock, I could tell the man next to me was getting excited. Knowing he was ready for an invite and realizing that the fishbowl room was going to be occupied for awhile and being the exhibitionist that I am, I decided to brave it by having some fun on the bar bed first. You see, we have found that if I want numerous men to participate, the bar bed is not the place to be. However, it is a great way to attract them.  

Making our way through the crowd, we found the entrance to the bar bed. I sprawled my body out and began to play with my pussy, removing my top to expose my succulent breasts. Two other men brave enough to be the bigger exhibitionists joined us on the bed. I began missionary style so I could partake of the three. As my tongue began sucking the cock of my man, I felt a tongue began to slither up and down my cunt. As my pleasure began to mount and being the squirter I am, I knew it just a few moments before the first release of my sweet juices would release in his mouth.

By now the 3rd gentlemen was ready for me to make him hard. Leaving my man’s cock, I turned my head and began my magic on him. A short while later, my man instructed them to switch so I could now be fucked. With each hard and fast thrust being pounded into my wet pussy, I began to let my pleasures known, unleashing a scream of ecstasy. It was then I felt him releasing his load of cum inside of me.

By now, we had captivated an audience of at least 60 people surrounding the area. I could see that even a few of my other acquaintances were watching and enjoying the scene before them. It was now time for me to fuck my man, mounting him, I began to gyrate my hips, and give him my version of the hula.

Since I was now facing the crowd, I was able to view those watching. I noticed a few familiar regulars that we have had the pleasure of partaking and gave them a smile. Other couples were enjoying themselves; men fingering their woman’s pussy, sucking their breasts, while other women were enjoying their man’s cock. It was great to see the action had picked up. As my juices continued to flow, we decided it was now time to move on to a more “private” setting and rehydrate the now “hot” Hawaiian girl.

We grabbed our drinks and made our way to the next available room. Leaving the door open, my man and I began where we left off. In just a short time, one of the regulars had entered the room along with one other guy. As they began to strip, he let me know that his friend was looking forward to making my acquaintance. Ahh…. I thought.

By now, not only were men lining up inside and outside the room, but another crowd had formed outside the door. From what I could see, at least two couples were intently watching also. Some men asked if we were taking anymore on and we replied that we would, but they would need to wait their turn. Finishing up with the last two men and thoroughly depleted, I thought it was the end of the night for me. However, it was not meant to be as I heard my man say yes to a couple of more men so I knew my ‘Call of Duty’ wasn’t quite finished yet.


The Real Hawaiian Eyeful

Closing the door behind them, they began undressing. I was very happy to see that these men had some cocks that I knew would undeniably pleasure me. Being the cock whore I am, I began circling my tongue around one of the man’s manhood. It was like indulging a delicious chocolate mint ice cream cone. Licking round and round, I could feel his hardness deepen with each lick. As he continued to keep his hands on my head, begging for me to take him deeper and deeper; I tried as hard as I might but I kept gagging and he kept shoving it down my throat. I felt like a total dirty whore.

By now, the other guy was partaking in the sweetness of my juices overflowing onto his mouth. It was then I knew I wouldn’t last much longer before I needed a good hard pounding. Repositioning myself doggie style, I began to get a good fucking from behind, while still enjoying the hardness of the other cock inside my mouth. Wow, I thought, what a better way to end the night. Thoroughly exhausted and depleted (so I thought), I lay myself missionary to catch my breath.   

While doing so, the one man asked if he could cum on me and I willingly agreed. In just a few short minutes, I felt his warm load upon my face and breasts, while the rest of his juices ran down the sides of my body. However, much to my pleasure, the other had taken the initiative to finger fuck me to take me to further depths unknown. It was about that time, that my man told him to watch out that I was a squirter and was known to squirt a few feet. Just at that moment, I released my juices hitting him squarely on his upper body. Shocked, but thrilled that he was the recipient, I knew that he would now have something to tell his buddies.

No longer wanting to take anymore and quite satisfied, we were ready to depart. Getting ourselves dressed once again, we made our way back to the refreshment area. We grabbed a couple of quick drinks and took a quick tour around the club to see what action was now occurring at 1:00 am. It had definitely picked up, all the rooms were full J.

Leaving the club, we headed back to our car and headed home. After a quick shower and refreshing ourselves, we crawled into bed. Thanking my guy for another wonderful evening of sharing; I snuggled close beside him, slipping into a wonderful night of sleep.

Aloha – until the next adventure,

The Hawaiian Eyeful

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Doc here again with a huge thank you to the amazing Hawaiian Eyeful.  She's on a roll folks, so please add a comment to the comments section below.

Thanks,
Doc

Couple's Flash Report! B&B @ The Westwood Theatre of the Arts in Toledo

Doc here with a solid Couple's Flash Report from new reporters B&B in Toledo.  The third time was the charm for this couple taking the Westwood Theatre of the Arts for a test drive.

This report illustrates how contagious adult theater sex can be.

Enjoy.

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Hi Doc,

This is the male half of B&B. Where to start... at the beginning I guess.

I perused Craigslist for no other reason than entertainment, but I kept seeing ads for The Westwood. I was telling the wife about the ads so she suggested we check it out. The first trip was the Saturday before Easter. Kinda slow, we figured it was because of the holiday.

Then the ad for the Craigslist Girl came up, and we went again. It was just like Mr. Glass posted in his report. That evening ended with me getting a bitchin bj and her giving some dude a hj (he violated protocol, as I thought her arms were going to fall off. He never did finish before she got tired).

The Westwood Theatre of the Arts
Toledo, OH

We thought we would give it one more shot. This was last Saturday the 13th. It seemed like there was tension in the air. There were about five couples, plus about maybe twenty to thirty guys. One couple was fooling around a little, but they were fully dressed. Even the dudes around the rail weren't strokin'.

There was a older middle age couple ahead of us. He disappeared for about five minutes. He comes back and all of a sudden a black guy is sitting with them. She proceeded to get busy with her "new" friend to the point she is riding him within about five minutes. This got the dudes (vultures) fired up.
 
Remember the fully dressed couple that were fooling around? All of a sudden she is standing at the rail naked letting the crowd have a feel. Well I guess the mood has shifted! But it's about to get better.

While we now have some action going on, another woman sits behind us with two dudes. Now I'm not trying to eavesdrop, but I hear her say she's got no bra or panties on! What does one read into that? She's ready for some action is my guess. It doesn't take her long. Within fifteen or twenty minutes she has one dick in her mouth and one in her hand.

I nudge the other B, and she turns and watches with me. I didn't take long and she tells me to stand up. Knowing that an awesome bj is forthcoming, I comply. All at once there are fifteen dicks pointed at these two poor sluts. Meanwhile the one behind us took a load on her glasses and forehead. Work on your aim fella's.

The fact that the masses swarmed the couples area is why I termed them vultures. The two ladies didn't seem to mind. I pulled B's head off my dick and turned her head. That was all it took. She dived onto the closest cock. It didn't take him long to finish, and he backed away and was replaced immediately by cock number two. It didn't take too long for him to blow his load and is replaced by cock number three.

Meanwhile hands are pulling at her clothes, fingers are in her pussy, and her tits are covered by hands. The other chick behind us is standing taking a break and the older middle aged chick watching all of this while bent over getting railed from behind by the black guy. I'm standing watch over B, as long as she was receptive the fun would go on. But I can feel up the woman behind us right (I did). Back to dude number three.

He seems to be enjoying it the most of the three and tells me I'm a lucky man. I hear him ask where she wants it. She leans back for load number three on her tits. At this point she leans back to take a break, and I asked her if she was done. She  says yes after I cum on her. In that short time a vulture tries to weasel his cock in her pussy. Dude number three had fingered her to an orgasm while she was blowing him. So her panties were off she is leaning back, guess I can't blame him. I asked if he had a condom, he said no. Sorry that is one of our limits. No condom, no pussy! Also no cumming in her mouth - only cum on her tits. He immediately apologized and backed off. Meanwhile I decide to cum on her tits as another guy decides to jerk off on her tits also. She decided to go clean up. Five loads can make a mess.

Well four and a half. Number three got jostled mid cum and got some in her hair. The chick behind us was back to it by then and another couple were playing on a couch. The dudes while pushy were respectful. Staff there was great. Wonder if the woman behind the counter ever goes in the theatre?

A few last things: read the rules of play written by Doc. If your not going to play, get off the couches. And dude number three (large dick) - would like to celebrate the wife's birthday with us, man what a party that would be.

Thanks,
B

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Doc here again... Many thanks to B&B for a bang up job on their Couple's Flash Report.  Keep up the great work!

Thanks,
Doc

A Bedtime Story With Sweet Temptation

Doc here with the second Bedtime Story from the insatiable Sweet Temptation.  Her first report was a big hit, and this second effort is as equally terrific.

I hope you enjoy entering the mind of Sweet Temptation with this story...

-Doc

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Susan?”

“Yes, sorry. Hi,” I gasped, cradling the phone against my head. I clutched my great-grandmother’s vase in my right hand. I had just managed to catch it before it hit the tile floor. “Charlie decided my vase would be great to hold his matchbox cars. I just managed to save it.” My laughter was a little shrill. It had to be nap time.

“Oh. Yeah. Been there, done that,” Marie laughed. “I wanted to invite you for a play date on Saturday afternoon.”

I am well trained. My eyes shot directly to the oversized calendar on the wall. “I have Charlie down for going out with Chuck, Mike, and Danny. They’ll already be together.” I was confused.

“I know that!” my new friend laughed. Charlie and Danny had recently met at Toddler Time. Marie and I had befriended each other as well. “I just figured while the men were out bonding with the boys, we could have a play date of our own. Some mommy time.”

“Ah,” I said, feeling relieved. Not that I understood. “Sure. What did you want to do?”

“How does nothing sound?” Marie giggled. “Maybe some wine and cheese and some conversation that does not involve, ‘do you have to go potty?’ How’s that grab you?”

“It grabs me just right,” I admitted. “My calendar says the men are meeting up around two. Should I be there at the same time?”

“Sounds good, sister. I’ll see you then!”

Before I could ask if I should bring anything, Marie had hung up. I turned just in time to see Charlie peeing into my potted fern.

“Well,” I sighed, “at least you are getting the general idea. Come on, Mister, nap time.” I couldn’t help but smile when I said it.

I love my son but lately I felt like I was constantly running on fumes. No real energy. Just coffee and nerves.

I put Charlie down and then laid down on the sofa and flipped on the TV. Some mommy time would be nice, I thought, just as I felt myself doze off.

“He seems like a nice enough guy,” Chuck said. He turned onto Willow Way and continued his monologue. “The boys sure get along well. I’m sure we’ll be fine. The Science Center has a lot of cool dinosaur and space stuff. Even at two and a half, they should really get into that, right?”

I tried not to laugh. “Who are you trying to convince?” I snorted, “Me, or yourself?”

“Both,” he said with a grin. “You know I don’t make new friends as easily as you.”

“Hang with Charlie. He’ll show you the ropes. He’ll even teach you to share,” I said and playfully poked him.

“Ha ha. Very funny, smart ass.”

“Language,” I reminded him.

“Oops, sorry.” Chuck glanced in the rear view mirror to see if Charlie had heard him. “Nope. He’s totally engrossed with those cars.”

“Good thing for you.”

“You should have fun. You seem to like Marie a lot. I’m glad you’re getting some time off. A little break.”

“That will be nice,” I sighed. “Some wine, some cheese, some quiet. Talking to an adult is always a perk. I swear, some days, if I hear one more Dora the Explorer song I think I’ll die.”

Chuck patted my leg and then settled his hand near the "v" of my thighs. “Maybe some relaxation could lead to some mommy and daddy time tonight,” he said, waggling his eyebrows at me.

“You never can tell,” I laughed as he parked the minivan in front of Marie’s house.

Marie answered with a smile. Marie always smiles. The thing about her is that she makes me feel giddy. For my average height, average brown hair, average blue eyed self, Marie represents all that is exotic to me. Graceful and elegant and put together. Her hair so blonde it creates a natural aura that resembles a halo, eyes so bold they almost glowed, and playfully tell you differently. She was nearly as tall as my husband and the way she carried herself reminded me of a ballerina.

“There you are! Danny is driving Mike insane asking if it’s time to go yet.” Even her laughter was exotic, deep and throaty for a woman. She ushered us in with a sweeping gesture and I saw Chuck check her out for just a beat too long. A small spark of desire shot through me but I let it go. Hell, even I had a hard time not staring at Marie.

“We are definitely ready,” Chuck said, hefting Charlie a little higher on his hip, “aren’t we, buddy?”

“Ready!” Charlie chirped and then dissolved into giggles that only a two year old would understand.

“Then let’s get you all on the road,” Marie said, tweaking my son’s chin.

She amazed me. She had them gathered, kissed and gone in under ten minutes. It usually takes me ten minutes just to get Charlie’s shoes on.

“And now are you ready for our play date?” she asked, turning those eyes on me.

I felt myself blush at her direct gaze. I was used to the boys being here to focus on, I had yet to have Marie’s undivided attention. I realized that I liked having her to myself. It was an odd thought, but true. I nodded and spoke with a suddenly dry mouth. “I am. I am ready for mommy time. More ready than you know.”

Marie put one slender arm around my shoulder and walked me up the steps to the living room. “Well, let’s get with it then. Have a seat. I’ll pour the wine.”

I watched her long white skirt dance around her longer legs. She really was quite beautiful. I wondered briefly if Mike knew how beautiful she was. I shook my head at the thought and helped myself to some green grapes and cheddar cheese. “The spread is beautiful,” I said. The entire coffee table was covered with an elegant array of fruits, cheeses, cookies and tiny quiches. “You really shouldn’t have gone to so much trouble. A cheap bottle of wine and a tin of nuts would have done,” I joked.

Her eyes flashed at me. “Nonsense. We deserve to be pampered and spoiled, too. Don’t we spend most of our time pampering, spoiling, and caring for the men and the boys?”

I swallowed hard to force the food down my throat. Her voice held just a hint of harshness. “Well, yes, I suppose we do. Is that…are you unhappy?”

“Of course not,” Marie said more softly. She handed me a glass of red wine and settled on the sofa next to me. She even sat with an amazing amount of grace. “I love being Mike’s wife. I love being Danny’s mom. More than anything in the world, I love being a mom. It’s just sometimes,” she sighed and stared at her lap.

“Sometimes?” I prompted.

“Sometimes, I miss being just me. Marie. I miss doing what I want, when I want. I miss being allowed to have things that are just mine. Does that make sense?”

“You feel like you lost yourself some days?” I said. It wasn’t really a question. At least not for me. Sometimes I did feel as if Susan was gone. All that remained was wife and mom.

“Exactly. I feel like who I am has been swallowed. Not always,” she rushed on. “Just sometimes. In college, I was wild. I did everything and anything I wanted. I took risks and went after things I desired. When I married Mike, I still was that way to a degree. But Danny. Well, having Danny took some of that from me. Rightfully so, I imagine. You can’t go about climbing two hundred foot cliffs drunk and in the dark when you have a child. Well, you could, but that would just be stupid.” She sipped her wine and licked her lips.

I watched her long pink tongue travel her full lips. Her lips were the color of strawberries. And they appeared to be completely devoid of lipstick. She licked them again and I felt a shiver of excitement work through me. It scared me.

“I…um…yes,” I finished weakly. I wasn’t even entirely sure what I was responding to at that point.

“Were you like that in college?” she asked, grabbing a grape and peeling it slowly with her fingernails. I had never seen anyone actually peel a grape before. I had also never seen fingers quite as long or quite as slender as Marie’s. Her fingers were nothing short of perfect.

My nipples hardened at the site of her gently working the fruit. My head seemed to buzz softly and I realized I was getting turned on. That sealed it, I was sleep deprived. Or was I sensually deprived, I suddenly wondered.

“No. I was very much like this. Safe, cautious, and quiet. Not very exciting, I know,” I laughed and then took a hearty gulp of wine. I had never in my life been attracted to another woman. I found that I was very much attracted to Marie.

“Wouldn’t you like something for yourself? A secret maybe.”

I looked into her blue stare and the words refused to come. I simply nodded. I would like something for myself. Very much. I hadn’t even realized it until she asked.

“So would I,” she said. Her hand found my leg and she rubbed very gently. So softly that if I hadn’t seen her hand moving on my thigh, I would have doubted myself.

“What would you like?” Somehow I formed the sentence despite the surge of attraction and arousal mixed with confusion. My body did not normally respond to other women. No matter how beautiful.

“I’d like you, Susan.”

I knew that would be the answer but I was surprised nonetheless. “Me?”

“You.“ She studied my face for a moment, “You think you’re plain and boring don’t you?” she laughed softly. Her hand crept a little higher. The tips of her fingers mere inches from the place I wanted them badly. I fought the urge to squirm lower to meet her hand.

“I know I am.”

“No. You’re really not. Let’s see,” she whispered, “you are beautiful. You are funny. You are a wonderful mother. You have a great sense of humor.”

I listened but couldn’t believe she was talking about me. Plain, boring me.

“And I want you.”

“I’ve never been with a woman,” I blurted and my face went fiery in an instant. I had no doubt that my cheeks were a flaming red.

“I have. Not in a very long time. I hadn’t even given it a second thought until we met.”

“Oh.” That was my witty retort. It didn’t matter, though, because she leaned in to kiss me. Those strawberry colored lips met mine and my brain went foggy. My entire focus was on the sweet intensity of her mouth. How her tongue tasted like fruit. How her kiss was just as demanding as a man’s but in an entirely different way. Her tongue made long lazy swirls against mine and I moaned. Her kiss was heaven.

“Come upstairs with me,” Marie said, clasping my hand and pulling me up.

“What are we doing?” I yelped. My nerves were jangling.

“Spa day. I told Mike we were having a spa day. Girly stuff, he called it,” she said and grinned. The smile touched her eyes and transformed her whole face. She looked magical. My cunt answered for me. A thumping, pulsing demand to do as she asked and follow her upstairs.

She tugged me along the hall dotted with family portraits and beautiful paintings. The bathroom was enormous like something from my imagination. I had been in the guest bath but the master bathroom was four times the size. In the center was a huge, square tub. Something from a magazine.

Marie dropped my hand and started the tub running. “There’s a robe on the door for you,” she said, adjusting the hot water and adding some bubble bath. It smelled like lavender. My favorite. “And don’t worry, Susan. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You don’t have to do anything at all.”

I nodded and moved on numb legs to the door and took down the robe. As I shed my clothes, I could feel her eyes on me. I could feel the heat shooting from my pussy to my belly and creeping up into my chest where a flush would be creeping up my skin like a stain. I knew I didn’t have to do anything. The truth was, I wanted to. I wanted to do everything I could with Marie. Something just for me. My secret.

I barely got the robe tied before she beckoned me into the tub. “Come on, now. Don’t be shy. It’s just us girls,” she said. She smiled as she shucked her skirt and top. Bare of panties or a bra, she was nude before I could get the robe off. Her body was beautiful. Long and lean. Her breasts were large but firm. Her belly slightly soft from having Danny. I liked that. Not a perfect body but a perfectly beautiful body. It gave me courage as I dropped the robe to reveal my own imperfections.

“See how beautiful,” she laughed, “as if I had any doubts.”

I followed her lead and stepped into the tub. The water was the perfect temperature and the bubbles floated around me, cuddling close to my body and filling my head with the scent of flowers. When she pulled me back against her, I went willingly. I sank back against her wet warm skin and closed my eyes. I soaked in the sensation of soft breasts against my naked back, of the tickle of her pubic hair against my bottom. Completely new and exotic; the feel of a woman against me.

Marie kept her hand at my sides but she stroked me softly. My skin sang at her touch. Her long fingers dancing along my flanks made me feel drunk. My nipples grew hard and without thinking, I took her hand and let her touch. Let her feel what she was doing to me.

“Thank you,” she said.

“Thank you,” I laughed, feeling both nervous and completely at ease.

She hefted my breasts in her hands, rolling my nipples between her fingers until I thought I would cry from the pleasure that sparked from chest to groin. I pushed back against her, deliberately grinding my ass against her pelvis. She kissed the back of my neck and tweaked my nipples until I wanted to beg her. To touch me, to do whatever it was she wanted to do.

I didn’t have to beg. Her hands slid down my torso, over my belly, and met in a beautiful wave of movement against my clit. She fluttered her fingers over my mound, through my outer lips, over my throbbing clit. They way her hands danced together and around each other, I couldn’t tell where she would touch me next or how she was touching me at all. All I could absorb was the intensity of sensation and touch and pleasure.

“Marie, please?” I started but she didn’t let me finish.

Her fingers found my cunt and she slid into me in a swirl of warm water. Her other hand continued its beautiful torture of my clit. Steady heavy stroking alternating with a light feathery touch. She fingered me until I lost all thought and my hips rose up to meet her hand, bumping against her greedily. I had lost all shame. All shyness. Now I just wanted to come against her elegant hands, wrapped in her arms.

“Come for me, Susan,” she whispered in my ear. I felt my body tighten at just her voice. Felt myself clamp hesitantly around the fingers that she thrust deep inside of me. “I want you to come for me. I want to be the first woman to ever hear you come. To make you come.”She kissed the side of my neck, my ear. Her fingers continued, thrusting, probing, stroking deep inside of me. She rolled my clit between her fingers and strummed it harder and harder until my head seemed to swim. She pushed against my G-spot and bit me gently on the back of my neck. The warm water swirling around us. I came. Toes pressing against the porcelain, body rocking back against her breasts. I came with a cry that did not sound like me. It sounded wild and untamed. Not like me at all.

“That was nice,” she laughed.

I nodded dumbly, finding my breath. Giggles escaped me and before I could stop, I was shaking with laughter.

“Careful, or you’ll spill all the water,” she chuckled. “What’s so funny?”

“I have never…I never thought that I would do that. Be with another woman. It just never occurred to me. And to think that I am laying here naked in the tub with you. And that you just made me come. And now I guess…it’s my turn?” I asked feeling both extremely scared and extremely eager.

“Nope. Now it’s my turn again. Up on the tub ledge with you,” she said. Her voice said there was no point in arguing.

The cold air shocked my body and the cold porcelain sent goose bumps marching across my skin. I watched, transfixed as she took a wash rag and ran it under the tap. Then she gently spread my legs, and wiped the soap from my pussy lips. They were red and puffy from my orgasm, and my need. When she swiped me with the washcloth a fresh rush of fluid seeped from me. I watched her lower her perfect mouth. Watched that beautiful pink tongue as it emerged. Watched, mesmerized as she touched her tongue to my swollen clit and watched her lick me. My body turned soft. I felt boneless from the pleasure. From her tongue on my body.

She licked and suckled at me, taking her time. Her eyes would gaze up at me. Blue eyes flashing as she nuzzled against my slit. I sighed, closing my eyes for just a moment but not too long. The sight of her eating me was as good as the feel of her mouth lapping at me.

Her rigid tongue forced into me. Opened me and wriggled as deep as she could. She cupped my ass in her hands and pulled me harder against her face, until her nose was pressed against me and I could hear her labored breathing. My hips bucked up to meet her, pushing harder against her face. Blindly seeking tongue and lips and teeth.

The second orgasm was slower and longer, and the flickers made my fingers tingle and the muscles in my belly flutter. I wrapped my hands in her dark hair and came against her strawberry lips. I let her lick me clean as I sat, head bowed, drained of energy. Grateful for the taste of my own juices on her lips when she leaned up and kissed me.

“Now?” I asked softly. Wanting to show her how much she had taught me. How much I had liked it. Show her that I liked having her as my secret.

“Soon,” she said on another kiss. “That’s the beautiful thing about our play date. We still have plenty of time.”

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Doc here again... Comments are open for this story from the very sexy Sweet Temptation. 

Thanks,
Doc

Flash Report! The Black Hat Hits Jersey, Plus An Editorial

Doc here with a Flash Report and an editorial from senior reporter The Black Hat. He hit Berlin News plus the Red Barn, and has this to report to file...

Enjoy...

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Doc,

A quick report from New Jersey and a Public Service Announcement for your reporters.  First, the report.

Friday evening 4/12, Berlin New Jersey.  Both Berlin News and Red Barn were a uneventful.  Nothing was going on.  Sunday afternoon, 4/14, Berlin New Jersey.  Both Berlin News and Red Barn were uneventful.  Nothing was going on.

Berlin News Agency
Berlin, NJ

That said, if you would allow me, I would like to compliment my fellow reporters not only for their quality reporting but also for their quantity.  I would also like to pose a theory that the recent uptick in couples and female activity in the last year in this thing of ours may be directly attributed to the exposure the hobby gets on this site.  And as we all know, content is king. (great work Doc!)

So my PSA, is this.  The people you want coming out to play are reading our reports and looking to see how they were perceived.  My ask is that all of us keep in mind that these very daring and exciting people have put themselves out there for all of us. We would all be wise to choose our descriptions of them and their behavior carefully.  I’ve seen a few questionable descriptions/comments and I believe these comments, no matter what the spirit in which they were intended, may be received negatively by some of our playmates.  

We all come in different shapes and sizes and with different appetites.  Straight, gay or bi, all of us keep the hobby going.  If we alienate any of these groups, you can bet attendance at Theaters and bookstores will decrease and we will have fewer places to play. So be kind in your reporting and let’s keep the couples and females cumming and the lights on at our favorite spots. 

Until then, I remain the Black Hat.

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Doc here again... Thanks to The Black hat for his report and PSA.  Keep up the fine work, sir!

Thanks,

Doc