Wednesday, September 28, 2011

CBW #124 - My RPG Husband

I've been discussing the sex/crime world of Viva Ponata RPG here since I joined up July. 
This week I got a submission from my 'husband' in the game (don't worry CJ's good with all of it...and I love him for it).
He told me he was "strangely excited" about the CBW idea.  Nothing strange here.

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Sunday, September 25, 2011

Debbie Does You #8 - Two Holes For a Bad Boy

I've gotten many Debbie Does You requests over the past month or two.  Here's another one from a client of mine in Viva Ponata.  He's a very bad boy so I hope he enjoys it.

As I sat in my living room the other evening, I couldn’t stop thinking about my long-term friendship with Brandon.  Our friendship had evolved into what’s called these days as ‘friends with benefits’.
All I’m sure of is that having sex with Brandon for the first time last month was fantastic and I think it relieved a lot of tension that had been building for five years.  Neither of us is currently attached, so we aren’t hurting any partners.

Brandon had called earlier in the week to set up tonight’s dinner date.  It was the first time we were going out to a nice place.  Most of our time was spent at one or the other’s apartment, Starbuck’s, or the local deli.  Brandon actually made specific requests for what he wanted me to wear, that was different, but exciting.
Starting from the inside out, he asked that I wear my black and red shelf bra.  He had told before that he loved the way it showed off my tits, he especially liked my nipples and with that bra, they were right there and ripe for the taking.  I couldn’t fulfill his panty request so he bought them for me.  They were sent to me two days ago, a pair of pale pink fishnet open ass panties.  They looked as though they would be uncomfortable, but as I put them on, they weren’t too bad.

The dress request was easier; wear a dress above the knee and with a scoop or V-neck.  I chose a nice dress that fit his requirements and wasn’t too tight across the bust.  I didn’t want my nipples saying ‘hello’ to every man there.  The jewelry I wore was modest.
I heard the doorbell ring just as I was straightening out my stockings. Brandon looked great standing at the door.  We headed out into the evening.  We enjoyed our dinner at the intimate restaurant Brandon decided on.  We talked, enjoyed the wine, and savored the meal from our tuna tartar appetizers to the strawberry sundae we shared.  I think the both of us were thinking the same thing throughout dinner; ‘I’m eating so I have enough energy to fuck the hell out of you later’.

When we left, we went to Brandon’s apartment.  As soon as he closed and locked the door, he threw me against it, pushing the familiar bulge in his pants against me as he pulled my arms above my head and pinned them there.  If that didn’t take my breath away, the way he deeply kissed me sure did.

“I love the dress, now show me that you paid attention to what I wanted underneath”, Brandon said
Taking my hand, he lead me to the living room.  He sat on the couch and asked for a ‘fashion show’. 
“Strip, show me”, he said firmly

I unzipped my dress and took it off.  He nodded saying, “Ah you did listen, good”.
He unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out of his pants then started to stroke it slowly. That was the prompt for me to come closer to him.  I watched him looking at my tits and smiling so I moved enough to make them bounce on my bra.  I could feel my nipples harden as I watched him stroke his dick.

“Now turn around, let’s see the backside of those panties”
I turned around on my toes and wiggled my ass at him.
“Everything is perfect Debbie, especially the way those panties show off your butt”, he said happily.

Standing up his cock bounced along with him as he took me to the bedroom so we could be more comfortable.
We started to kiss and fell onto the bed; it was then that Brandon quickly took off all his clothes.  He is a handsome man.  I just wanted to fuck him the moment I saw him naked!  I wanted him to fuck the hell out of me!  He kneeled beside me and squeezed my tits, then dived into them, kissing, licking, and sucking them, my nipples were so sensitive and my pussy was getting juicy.  He dipped his fingers into my cunt to finger fuck me and coat my clit with my wetness before playing with it.  Even though we had only been fucking for about a month he knew what happened when he played with me like this, especially when he tugged on my nipples.

“Go ahead Debbie, you can have just a taste”, he teased as he stood next to the bed.
I went ahead, dropped my head over the side of the bed, and opened my mouth.  Brandon pushed his cock over my tongue, through my lips and into my face quickly. 

“Tonight I need this cock soaked with your spit”, he told me as he easily and slowly moved in and out of my mouth.  I wasn’t sure what he meant, but it didn’t really matter now.

His cock was hot and I could sense it thickening in my mouth.  It throbbed more.  It was stiffer.  Brandon made this a short suck and pulled out of me.  He was so hard and his cock was covered with my drool.
He asked me roll over on my stomach and make myself comfortable as he climbed on the bed with me.  I felt his hand spread my thighs apart from behind and lifted me up enough that he could play with my pussy. 

“Those are great panties Deb,” he said as he spread my juices from my pussy up to my asshole and played with it.
It made me wiggle my ass again.  He kneeled behind me and licked at those juices that now flavored my tight little hole.  Spreading my cheeks he shoved his tongue into my asshole as a finger went up my pussy, then he fingered my asshole, I moaned; the two sensations were taking over me.

He stopped and whispered in my ear, “Be my filthy whore tonight Debbie, and let me fuck your ass with my cock, the cock you drooled all over”.

We hadn’t gone there yet, but I was so glad he asked.  I lifted my rounded cheeks way up in the air. Next, I reached my hands behind myself, and spread my ass cheeks holding my tight ass open for him.  I figured it was the only reply he needed and I knew I was right when I heard from behind me, “That’s so fucking hot!”

Brandon’s hot hard cock slowly started to split my ass; I relaxed as he pushed into my asshole, going deeper and deeper inside me.  Groaning as he did.  His cock is so thick that at first it felt although he was going to rip me apart, but I knew how good it felt for him and once I relaxed a bit more it was more comfortable, more of a turn on.  Then he started his slow strokes, fucking my ass.  He took over by taking my cheeks and massaging them as he fucked me. 

“Oh fuck, you’re so dirty Debbie”, he moaned out, as he not only picked up the pace, but started spanking me.
That was even more of a turn on and now I was the one moaning.  We haven’t started exploring many of our kinks yet and he didn’t know about my affinity for discipline, bondage or submission, but we had plenty of time for all that.  We got into our fuck rhythm, rocking, our bodies pleasuring each other.  He was playing with my pussy now, slapping my clit, fingering me, almost driving me over the edge.

“Debbie, tell me that you want me to fill up your ass with my cum”, he moaned and I could tell he was holding back until I answered.

“Yes, yes you bad boy, fill up your dirty girl’s ass”, I replied.  Brandon then did just that, jerking and groaning as he came, heating me up from the inside.

Brandon is a thoughtful lover, he slowly came out of me, and then spread my thighs farther apart to get under me and finish me off by fucking my pussy with his tongue.  I especially liked the expertise he had with wrapping his tongue around my clit over and over again.  It didn’t take long until I was the one moaning and squirting on him.

We lay together as our breathing slowed and we became more composed.  It was off to the shower after that because we both wanted more after cleaning up and relaxing in the living room with an after Debbie, oh I mean dinner, drink.

Remember anyone can request a Debbie Does You. Use the link on the sidebar to tell me about the fantasy you'd like me to write about.

Monday, September 19, 2011

CBW #123 - Just The Way You Are

Another great pic from a loyal fan.  Now, he writes, 'Not near what you get from CJ.  But, Im fond of it....'
There are no rulers or tape measures at Dirty Debbie's.  There's no comparision of any type between lovers.  Every single one of these cock is handsome and yummy!  Mr. A, I don't blame you for being fond of it.

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Thursday, September 15, 2011

Debbie Does You #7 - The Learning Curve

I have gotten so much inspiration from my pals at Viva Ponta, this is one more.
Enjoy BL.

The summer was ending and once again Rob had to get ready to get back to work.  This year would be different, Rob had become the Headmaster of a local prep school and he was looking forward to that atmosphere after 10 long years in the public school system.
All administrators had to report a week before the students.  Rob got to the office early, wanting to make it his own and meet and greet his staff.  He had a morning meeting and headed back to his office.  Within the hour a woman walked in the door declaring that she was his executive assistant.
He seemed to become immediately attracted to her, but he soon got work back on his mind. 
“And your name?”
“Oh, sorry, it’s Mary”, she replied

Mary seemed a little young to be experienced at supporting a higher-level boss, but he thought it would work out as long as they got to know each other’s work ethic.
Rob let her know that there was a lot of work to do before the semester started and to get started sooner rather than later.  Throughout the day, Mary proved her efficiency in setting up student records, filing, and correspondence with parents.  It was a good start.  They were able to finish the day’s agenda by 4:30pm.  Rob walked her to her car and headed home.  Home, ha!  He was going to an empty house.  His live-in girlfriend of three years had left him at the end of last year’s school session. 

The evening ended early for Rob, he headed to his empty bed.  As he turned out the light, he realized that he had been thinking of Mary ever since he said good-bye to her that day.  The more he thought of her, of her breasts, and her long legs, the harder he got.  This raging hard on wasn’t going to go away by itself.  His hand grasped his cock and he started jerking off furiously.  It was so intense that he actually cried “Mary”!  as he came, in fact his cum seemed to burst out of him, and up to his chest.  After cleaning up a bit Rob feel asleep easily that night.

When he got to work the next day there were some tasks needing attention, that were new to him, having only been a public school employee.  One was to approve the new school year’s uniforms.  Mary informed him that two had arrived, one for the boys, and the other for the girls.  Of the two of them, Mary was the busiest that day.  Rob watched her run around the office, bending over to get files out of bottom drawers, reaching for supplies on high shelves.  It started to drive him wild.  He even started to wonder if she was doing it on purpose.

“Mr. Johnson you still haven’t approved the uniforms, we need to get that done today”, Mary said from the next room.
“Right, could you bring them out here for me”?  Rob noticed it was already after 5:00pm and got back to the pile of papers still on his desk.
“Sure, I’ll be there in a minute”, she cheerfully answered.

What Rob saw next made him feel as though he had moved into a dream state.  Mary was at the door.  She smiled and asked, “Approved?”

Mary was wearing one of the girl’s school uniforms.  She was about 5’4” and weighed all of 115 pounds.  She even had white stockings on!  The plaid skirt with a black sweater was so sexy.  Rob was so stunned he couldn’t think of anything to say at first. 

“Mr. Johnson, I think you need to check the supply closet with me”
Rob stood, his cock already semi-hard. 
It was obvious to Rob that this woman hadn’t been fucked in a while.  They barely spoke.  No teases, nothing false.  They just knew the other one had to get off.  She was leaning against the back wall when he walked into the closet.

“Take the sweater off and your bra too”, Rob demanded.
She complied and he admired her tits.  His hands and mouth were on them immediately.  The feel of a warm woman’s body, of soft breasts and hard nipples sent tingles straight to his balls.  Now is cock was straining against his pants.

“Take both your hands and lift up your skirt”, was his next demand.
She did as he asked and Rob got another surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties.  He was presented with a cute shaved pussy.  His ex-girlfriend used to say that no one ever went down on her pussy like he did.  He wanted to know if he still had that magic tongue, it had been a while since he exercised it.  He dropped to the floor and Mary started to take her skirt off.

“NO!  Don’t take the skirt off and don’t take your stockings off either”
“Yes Mr. Johnson”, was all that Mary said.

His fingers gently spread her lips.  The scent of her flower was sweet and his tongue began to explore the inner lips, running up and down her slit, making her rosebud clit swell so he could suck on it.  Rob ran a hand up and down her smooth and silky stockings.  Mary held him to her as she first started to moan, but those moans grew when he darted his tongue and out of her pussy.  Rob kept up his feast until Mary howled with pleasure and released the nectar of her cum on his mouth and face.
Now just his tongue on that tight cunt wasn’t enough.  His cock was ready for her.  Rob turned her towards the shelving and told her to hang on. 
Again all she said was, “Yes Mr. Johnson”.  Rob thought about how he would enjoy hearing that more often.

He threw her skirt up so it fell onto her back and presented her rounded ass and pussy to him.  Mary heard his belt buckle and zipper being undone.  Rob let his pants fell to his ankles, bent over Mary, grabbed her tits and slammed his cock into her. She cried out as his thick cock stretched her open.
For Rob it was heaven, her pussy was tight and juicy.  It hugged his cock with force and begged for more.  He started to pound her hard and deep.  Then he noticed something on the shelf next to him, he picked up the small object and as he drove his cock balls deep into her, he smacked her across the ass with a ruler.  The response from Mary was a bit unexpected for Rob, it was, “Ohhh yes Mr. Johnson, ohh yes!”
He kept it up, smacked her again, drove balls deep, pulled back, smacked her again, drove balls deep.  It didn’t take long until the hot cum built up in him and his balls let it loose deep inside Mary.

Rob turned her around to face him.  She was smiling as widely as he was.  At the same time they said, “I really needed that”.

Then back to business.  Rob told Mary, “Lick my cock clean and I’ll approve those uniforms, just as long as you keep one for yourself”.

“Yes Mr. Johnson”, was all she said.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

CBW #122 - And Now For Somethng Completely Different

In the history of CBW's I have never gotten one like this, but I sure like the idea.  Today's donor was short and to the point (obviously I mean his words, not his dick).
'love your blog, hot :)'

Well I love that you sent a movie of the intimate relationship you have with your cock.


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Thursday, September 8, 2011

Debbie Does You #6-The Stranger (Part II)

Be sure read how these strangers met in Part One

Once her dress was loose Jen thought about how glad she was that she was wearing her favorite lingerie.  She hoped he liked it too.  Jen’s hand moved to touch the bulge in his pants; the feel of a warm, hard cock was so exciting!

“Take your dress off for me”, he deeply whispered and Jen obeyed.  The dress slipped to her feet in a silken pile and she started to take her high heels off.

“No leave them on, you look so good like that, you’re perfect”

His hands ran up and down Jen’s stockings.  Pausing at her inner thighs, teasing her.  The mixture of the evening’s breeze and her excitement had hardened Jen’s nipples so that they looked like little pink erasers as they pushed through the loosely woven lace of her bra.  The stiffening cock in front of her looked increasingly like it needed release and Jen obliged, undoing his belt buckle and unzipping the fly.  A cock a full attention jumped out at Jen and her pussy dampened even more.  A moan filled the air as Jen helped him out of his pants.

 “I wanted to fuck you since I handed you that Horny Bull”, he told her.

 “I need cock so badly I ache”, Jen replied.

He told her how much he liked the lingerie and kissed her, working his way from her mouth and soft lips to her neck.  He nuzzled in between her tits, moaning softly on to her smooth skin.  The demi-bra made a perfect shelf for her 40D tits and he pulled them up and over the wire.  Then Jen felt one of her most favorite feelings, the nibbling of her nipples.  Now she was wet, now her pussy was going to need attention, the attention of a good man.  He lifted his face from her tits and looking at her hopefully said, “Can you take the panties off and leave the stockings and bra on?”

 “Your wish is my command”, Jen said dutifully. 

She played with the garter a bit and slowly pulled her black lace panties off as she stared him right in the eye.  Jen stepped out of them, picked them up and wrapped them around his cock.  He sighed then admired her trimmed bush.  Jen didn’t shave everything off, but left a 'landing strip', just for fun.

“You look good enough to eat”, he said as laid straight on his back.
“Sit on my face, and let me taste that pussy”, he demanded.

She took a deep breath and prepared herself for the sensation, then squatted over his mouth, putting her arms behind her, she steadied herself on his chest and felt heaven.  Heaven now was a man’s tongue exploring her clit, licking little circles around it, then sucking.  Oh god, the wonderful feeling.  Real men eat pussy, and good men do it well.  This was great and she moaned her sighs of pleasures.  His tongue ran down her wet slit and found the tight hole that needed his attention.  Pushing his tongue through her swollen lips, he began to explore the wet soft walls of her pussy.

“Oh fuck, I’ll cum if you keep doing this”, she moaned out in the darkness. 

He took hold of her hips and darted his tongue in and out of her, faster, pushing his nose against her clit.  Tonight Jen wasn’t going to hold back, screams escaped as she came quick and hard.  He pushed her up and off his face and Jen could see his lips glistening with her juices.  He massaged her legs again, obviously obsessed with the silk stockings, but that was fine with Jen. 

“I need to fuck you Jen”, he said sternly. 

Soon she was on her hands and knees, bent over the big pink teddy bear they had been laying on.  He positioned himself behind her, but didn’t enter her yet.  Leaning over he kissed her back, and grabbed her tits, whispering in her ear,
“You’ve got great tits, and a great ass, and I can’t wait to be inside your great pussy”. 

His kisses and nibbles went back down her until he reached her rounded ass cheeks that were ideally framed with her garter belt and stockings.  He nibbled on those cheeks as he fingered her ass.  This time it was groans that filled the air and Jen began to feel like a wild and free animal, being in the outdoors, having great sex, and feeling like a woman again.

“mmmmm….fuck me now”, Jen pleaded.

The next sensation was that of a tease, the feeling of a cock head running down her slit, making it wetter, and making her beg for more.

“Take it all”, he said as he slammed his cock inside her, she lifted her head as he groaned out, Jen gasped, but not because of the feeling of cock inside her again.

She saw a shadow.  A shadow in the tent nearby.  The outline was obviously that of a man, a man whose dick was resting in the palm of his hand and he was slowly jerking off.  My god!  He had been watching them!  Horrified at first and then turned on, Jen pushed back hard onto that fine cock that was fucking her, trying to pick up the pace.  He grabbed her shoulders and slowed her down.  There was movement in the shadow and the glows around it.  He was coming towards them.  “Stop” she cried out.

“Is there something wrong baby?”, he gently asked.

Jen explained she thought they had a spectator and told him to keep on the look out for him.  Turns out he was just as turned on at the prospect of being part of a sex show and told her not to worry.  Jen couldn’t see, but he had caught the eye of the man and motioned him towards them. 
Jen soon felt the engine of that hard cock slowly starting up again and taking her tight cunt for a ride.  She turned inward, into her body, into her womanhood, into her freedom, then relaxed and enjoyed the ride.  She not only enjoyed how good sex made her feel, but she reveled in the ability to make a man feel that good too.  It took her to another plane when it was this good. 
She was rudely awakened from all this with, “What’s going on here?” and the shine of a flashlight in her face.
She yelled and felt the cock pull out of her.  Then there were threats of calling the police; after all, he was only a security guard. 

“This is fine pussy, how about you have some and we forget all about this”.
“Hey wait”, Jen said as she turned around to look at them, “Don’t I get a say in this?”. 
“Who are you why are you here?”, Jen insisted on knowing.
“I’m the security guard here, you can just call me Billy”, he explained as he unzipped his fly, “What do you think, could you use another honey?”

It was a fine thick cock and it was popping out of a uniform.  Jen hadn’t been part of a threesome since she was in college.
“The more the merrier”, she said giving in.

Her pal from the bar said, “Let’s switch places” and came to the front, the front of Jen’s face.  She could smell her juices on his cock and instinctively opened her mouth.  Billy didn’t wait at all and stretched her cunt with his thick cock almost immediately.  He went into her with such power that she was forced onto the cock in front of her face.

“Suck  me” is all she needed to hear.  Jen began to suck her own juices off his hard cock while getting fucked harder and harder from behind.
The cry, groans, moans, and whimpers of great sex began to float over the booths and tents along with the fog.  Jen had started to cum, the taste of cock in her face and the feel of it in her pussy being too much for her to stand.  Her sucking was working wonders on the cock that was fucking her face and she felt the jerk of a trigger about to go off. 
He jammed his cock far down her throat as started to cum, “Ohhhhhh, yea..mmmm”
Jen drank the milky goo and got drunk on it.

However, a new sensation was moving across her body.  A cool hard feeling over her ass.  Jen turned to look behind her to see Billy with his nightstick and he was moving it onto her asshole.  He wasn’t quite entering her ass with it, but he was getting close.  He picked up the pace, teasing Jen’s ass with the nightstick, it was hard and cool.  He was more gruff with her, not gentle as it was before. 

“Bitch, you ready to be my cum slut?”, he asked her, then began to smack he ass with the nightstick.  She liked it and as he bucked hard on her, she came along with him.

Jen collapsed on the teddy bear, listening to two zippers closing back up.  When she lifted her head up again, Billy was gone. 

“It’s late honey, we should get you home”, he said as he gave her the now wrinkled soiled dress, it looked a little how Jen felt.  Jen felt good, but a bit used up, now she looked forward to a warm bath.

When they got to the bar’s parking lot, it was empty except for her car.
“It was great Jen, are you all right?”
“Oh yes, I’m great”, she answered.
He held the car door open for her; she climbed in, started the engine, smiled at him, and drove away, waving as she did.

In five minutes, she was home and she was tired.  As she got out of her clothing to take that bath she desired, she thought back to when she first met him that night, saying to herself, 'I really did get a double Horny Bull'.Jen began to draw her bath and by the time she was stepping into it she said aloud, “I never got his name!”

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

CBW #121-Rock You Like A Hurricane

This week's CBW honors Hurricane Irene and CJ.  As I described in my Before The Storm post, CJ and I had our own storm. This is a picture of the fine cock that keeps Dirty Debbie swirling.

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Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Debbie Does You #6 - The Stranger (Part I)

This DDU is interesting because it’s from two people that have integrated each other’s fantasy and asked for one story.  I hope the both of you get ‘pleasure’ from this one.

It was a Saturday night and Jennifer was lonely.  She had been alone for some time now, having a bad break-up with her boyfriend six months ago.  They had been together for two years and now it seemed as though no man wanted anything to do with her, let alone wanted to touch her.
Tonight Jennifer decided things would be different.  There was a small, but respectable bar not too far from her apartment and she was determined to feel sexy and get out there tonight!
‘Nothing makes a girl feel sexy like lingerie does’, Jen thought to herself as she chose her favorite black panties and matching demi-bra.  To really make things feel special, she dug out her garter belt and slide into real black silk stockings. Jen took a moment to admire herself in the full length mirror and smiled.  Then she slipped easily into her deep red dress, with a small black paisley-like pattern, that flattered all of her curves.  Finally, she grabbed the small purse with all her essentials for the evening and headed out into the night.

That night the bar had a live jazz band, which pleasantly surprised Jen.  She sat down at a small round table at the bar and gave the cocktail waitress her order.  Jen loved tequila and had recently been introduced to a cocktail she loved, “a horny bull”, she said with a smile.  It’s just tequila and orange juice, but it was so good!

It only took a couple of those cocktails to mellow out Jennifer and have her swaying to the music.  Yes, she was still alone, but at least it felt a little better to be out in a crowd.  At one point she looked up from the peanut mix she was nibbling on to see a man at the bar looking at her.  Smiling at her! She politely smiled back, dropped her eyes, and went back to enjoying her snack and the music. 

Jen surprised herself, she had always been comfortable around men, but she wasn’t her usual confident self. The next time she looked up, he was at her table, two drinks in his hands, calmly saying, “Is this drink really called a Horny Bull”? 
Jen smiled and nodded, “It’s better than a horny cow”.  They both laughed. 
He sat down and they began to size each other up.  He was handsome and seemed to be in good shape.  There was something about his eyes that were especially sexy and Jen could easily fall into them. 
The usual small talk started up, “what do you do and where do you work?”, “Do you like jazz”, and then came the “What are you doing here” question from him.
By now Jen had four tequilas and was becoming the woman she used to know.
“I’m here for the Horny Bulls, of course”, she said as she hoisted her cocktail, tipped her head towards him and smile a more impish smile than before.
“Well with me sitting here, you must be having a double”, he replied.

Now the conversation was turning to the word play of innuendo and double-entrende.  Jennifer enjoyed this part of the process; she liked to flirt and was good at it.  It invariably got her what she wanted and what she wanted now, what she needed, was this guy’s cock.

“How about we get out of here, I know a nice secluded spot, do you trust me?”, he finally said.

Jen paused, but figured the guys in this bar were fairly decent,
“Yes, at least for now I do”.

Jennifer was a bit of an exhibitionist so the suggestion was especially inviting.  Her pussy tingled and this time there wasn’t a vibrator in her hand.
It was a clear dark summer evening and they didn’t have to go too far.  There was a local fair in town and he pulled into the gravel parking lot.  He had rubbed on Jen’s thigh during the short trip and she was already looking forward to an adventure.
When she got out of the car, he held her hand and he led her with a certain assurance towards the game booths.  There was a certain eeriness; it smelled like a mixture of funnel cakes, grease, and grass.  There were a few lamp posts that were still lit and some of the smaller neon signs stayed on all night were glowing.  They found the perfect booth, it was one that gave away big stuffed toys as prizes and they were all piled up behind it.
“What do you think?”, he asked her.
“Looks like it could be fun here.”, Jennifer answered.

He kissed her, Jen thinking ‘finally’.  Their tongues danced together.  He was definitely a good kisser and Jen wanted to know what else he could do well.  He gently pushed her onto the giant pink teddy bears and laid down next her.  He deftly unzipped the back of her dress and Jen noticed a bulge start to grow in his pants. 

It had been so long that she was glad to know she could still have that kind of effect on a man…

We'll see all the effects they have on each other in Part Two.