Taking group photos!
Study your surroundings.
Show off your muscles.
Go for identical cocktails
Compare bums.
Relax with a good book.
Discuss your boobs.
Sing hiking songs!
Holidays part 1
In times of winter, snow and cold, many often dream of beaches, sun and hot tanned girls. So in case any of you are going to travel during the winter, here are some ideas for activities in the exotic paradises on this planet. :)
Winter's here!
"No, seriously.... Let me in now!!!"
"Guess what underwear I'm wearing"
"OMG this is cold!!! You better warm me up GOOD!"
I just love the contrast in this. :)
And that's my hawt outfit. :)
Today's theme: Stickiness
*blushes* now, if you'll excuse me... I've got some very important umm.... laundry to do!
The Lock-in
It was closing time. The barman was shooing away the last of the customers and as the hubbub eased away around Nikkie, she found herself sipping the last of her icy cold vodka with just Emma and the barman.
She had seen Emma around the bars and clubs. Had enjoyed her confidence, the way she held herself and flirted with both boys and girls. And now they had their heads together, giggling a little, as the barman locked the last of the customers outside. Pulling the door shut on the crisp, ice-whitened world outside.
She could feel Emma’s thigh. Warm. Pressing into her own. “You know….” said Emma “you look a little sleepy… why don’t you go lie down on that table”. Giggling a little, as she nudged Nikkie playfully.
Nikkie’s eyes followed Emma’s as the barman spread a heavy, clean towel over the table. “Time for missy to lie down” he smiled, patting the table gently.
“Heyyyy…. “protested Nikkie. But she let Emma guide her over to the table anyway. Felt Emma and the barman carefully help her up and let the ceiling swing into view as she lay back, their hands easing her into position. Emma’s face suddenly came into view, upside down above her own, holding her blonde curls away from Nikkie’s face she began to slide her soft teasing lips around Nikkie’s… and Nikkie felt the gentle graze of teeth against her lower lip, the sensation of welcome invasion as soft pink girl-tongue explored and teased.
Nikkie grew aware of the fingertips carefully undoing the buttons of her jeans, prising her free. Warm breath on her waist as the barman unpeeled her. Any lingering concern in her mind dispelled by the effect of Emma’s succulent mouth, sucking Nikkie’s tongue quite firmly into her own slick warmth. Her hand moving up over Nikkie’s exposed and stretched abdomen, making Nikkie tingle inside her skin… a young girl-hand, slowly, slowly squeezing her flesh, kneading skin… a fingertip running round Nikkie’s areola, seeking out her swelling nipple.
Nikkie tried to press herself up from the table but Emma gently, yet firmly, pressed her back down and she felt the barman’s fingertips slip inside the waistband of her smooth, cotton panties. He began to slide them down. His fingertips caressing her tightly stretched skin as he did so. Emma continuing to stroke and kiss Nikkie, murmering “Nikkie…he’s going to lick you raw!”.
The shock of the words. Emma’s brazen assertiveness. Nikkie felt herself wetten. She could smell the scent of her own arousal and she moaned a little, pressing up again. But only to catch his face. His warm breath, on her now exposed pussy. She felt a tongue tip caress her entrance and she moaned again, feeling tremors shudder through her.
Nikkie could feel Emma’s breathy suggestions thrum in her ear. Even as she spoke, her long arm and smooth hand snaked inevitably down Nikkie’s abdomen, her finger curling just inside the top of her vagina. Hooking her. A single fingertip, rubbing soft wet membranous flesh against hardened bone. Fingertips prising her open for a man-tongue to enter and seek out her silky knot.
Invaded. Nikkie felt herself convulse, the warm waves flood though her. Her head moving from side to side as they simultaneously sucked and rubbed finger and tongue inside her. Her hips rippling rhythmically as she sought more of their touch within her. She felt the climax tear itself from inside her and thrust her head up to let loose a moan… only to be met by Emma’s laughing mouth. Sucking the moan from her, sucking her breath from her, swallowing Nikkie’s eruption.
Looking up from the table. The waves gently subsiding and her breath slowing. Nikkie saw the barman between her legs. He smiled at her, his hand resting on her thigh as he gently cleaned her clean with a fresh towel. Emma was beside her, stroking her face. She held Nikkie’s head for a moment and told her how beautiful she looked.
Written by a friend.
A little snow
This is supposed to serve as sort of a teaser for a real story with the same idea. This was done in 20 minutes before work so I didn't look it through either. :)
I liked the feeling of light powdery snow slipping down my tight-fitting cotton panties.
He asked me, “I wonder how that is going to feel…” and he smiles, “would it make you tingle or squirm?”.
And I’m trying to keep still because I had already promised I wouldn’t do anything about it or he wouldn’t let me cum.
I replied, “probably squirm… But I haven’t tried it before”.
“What if I pressed my hands between your thighs Nikkie?”, he smiles cheekily, “to make sure the snow was pressed against your heat. The shock of the cold… It might make your legs buckle a little.”
Now I could only manage an “uh huh”, concentrating so much on the snow in my panties, melting into ice-cold water that slipped through my lips.
Seeing that I was struggling, he held my wrists gently, but firmly to relieve me of any temptation to intervene simply because… I couldn’t.
By then, the cold felt like a burn, but I was still so focused on his promise for release if I could bear his endure his test.
He kissed my face, telling me how beautiful I was, while I felt a ridiculous desire to writhe.
The powdery snow turning slowly into clean, clear moisture on my pussy.
He was still holding my wrists firmly so that I could not touch, but he switched and took both my wrists in the same hand while sliding the other into my cold wet panties and masturbate me gently with his fingers while looking and watching my face contort in pleasure and occasional shock.
Then he whispered in my ear, “Cum for me Nikkie, cum into my hand. It’s okay to let it all out.”, his fingers now gently inside me.
And I came, hard. Splashing through the melting ice with my own pussy’s juices, warming my thighs, his hand, my pussy.
I liked the feeling of light powdery snow slipping down my tight-fitting cotton panties.
He asked me, “I wonder how that is going to feel…” and he smiles, “would it make you tingle or squirm?”.
And I’m trying to keep still because I had already promised I wouldn’t do anything about it or he wouldn’t let me cum.
I replied, “probably squirm… But I haven’t tried it before”.
“What if I pressed my hands between your thighs Nikkie?”, he smiles cheekily, “to make sure the snow was pressed against your heat. The shock of the cold… It might make your legs buckle a little.”
Now I could only manage an “uh huh”, concentrating so much on the snow in my panties, melting into ice-cold water that slipped through my lips.
Seeing that I was struggling, he held my wrists gently, but firmly to relieve me of any temptation to intervene simply because… I couldn’t.
By then, the cold felt like a burn, but I was still so focused on his promise for release if I could bear his endure his test.
He kissed my face, telling me how beautiful I was, while I felt a ridiculous desire to writhe.
The powdery snow turning slowly into clean, clear moisture on my pussy.
He was still holding my wrists firmly so that I could not touch, but he switched and took both my wrists in the same hand while sliding the other into my cold wet panties and masturbate me gently with his fingers while looking and watching my face contort in pleasure and occasional shock.
Then he whispered in my ear, “Cum for me Nikkie, cum into my hand. It’s okay to let it all out.”, his fingers now gently inside me.
And I came, hard. Splashing through the melting ice with my own pussy’s juices, warming my thighs, his hand, my pussy.
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