Voting Poles

I arrived at the voting poles late. The doors were just closing as I ran shouting for them not to lock the doors. A tall thin red head stuck her head out the door and motioned for me to hurry up. I ran in dripping wet from the rain noticing that this lady was the only person left.

"I'm sorry to be coming here so late, can I still get my ballot in or is it too late for that?" I asked hoping to be able to get my vote in.

"Well, sorry but I don't know what I can do. I was just about to start counting the ballots, I only have an hour to get them together before someone will be here to pick them up." She sounded apologetic but firm in not letting me vote, I guess I would have to convince her.

"Oh come on, I rushed all the way here from work. I'm standing here soaked and hey, if you let me put my vote in I'll stick around and help you count up the ballots." I started taking off my wet coat and undoing my tie.

"I don't know", she spoke the words slowly as she watched my face drop in disappointment, "well, maybe... ok fine but you promise to stay and help?"

"Yes, of course I'll stay and help you", I couldn't help smiling, "I wouldn't think of leaving you stuck"

She handed me a ballot and I went into the little booth, filled out my card and dropped it into the box. When I was finished that I went back out to help her count the ballots she already had neatly piled on the table. We exchanged names and started talking about different things we were into. I found out she wasn't married, had a good job other than this, owned her own car and had a house she was paying off. This woman had it going on. Not to mention she was sexy as hell. Her deep red hair went halfway down her back tied into a neat braid. She was wearing a light blue skirt with a matching blazer she had removed earlier and a white blouse which criss crossed her breast area. I found myself staring at her several times, and she caught me several times also. I would just smile and go back to my counting.

After the hour was past we had all the ballots counted and boxed and ready to go when the guy showed up to get them. He was right on time to. When we got all the boxes out on to his truck me and Sherry, that was her name, ran in to dry off again. Her blouse was soaked, I could easily make out every detail of her lacy bra. Her skirt was stuck to her like a second skin and I felt my urges rising up for this feminine creature. I was staring intently now, like my eyes were frozen on the curves of her body, and the woody in my dress pants was obvious enough to give me away.

She began walking toward me with a half grin on her face, speaking in a low hearty voice which made my groin throb. "What are you staring at?"

I didn't know what to say, I wanted to bend this woman over and show her exactly what I was looking at. "I have this fantasy running through my mind of you and I in the booth getting it on", I gave a little chuckle trying to be half joking but I was really serious.

Her hand reached out and touched my hardness, "I can see your fantasizing about something, and the booth thing sounds like fun."

Next thing I knew she was on her knees with her head bobbing, sending waves of utter joy through my entire being. I rolled her braid around my hand until her head was tight against it. I controlled every motion, pushing her head hard against me until I couldn't hold on any longer. She held her mouth wide open to accept my juices.I

must say that was the best ballot I ever got to fill out in my life.

Vacation Lust

As the plane touched down at the Sydney International Airport Lisa felt a surge of excitement run through her. 'I'm finally here', she thought to herself, 'no kids to wake me in the morning, no husband to pester me for dinner and strip me of my blankets as I sleep.' A feeling of freedom and adventure ran through Lisa as she took her first steps off the plane.

The traffic was heavy as the cabby made his way through the cars, to the hotel, during morning rush hour. The airconditioned cab was refreshing compared to the eighty two degrees outside in the hot sun shine. Lisa welcomed the heat though, it was a huge change from the cold weather, she left behind, back home in Chicago. All the way to the hotel she day dreamed about the warm beach and swimming along the coral with the exotic fish. She was looking forward to the next two weeks like she looked forward to school starting every fall. It was going to be a refreshing break from the norm.

Lisa checked in and made her way to her room, 'what an absolutely amazing place', she thought as she boarded the elevator behind the bell hop which held her bags. Huge chandlers adorned the ceiling sparkling like the night sky and the rugs were colorful, bright and luxurious. She had never been to such a jazzy place before, she felt like royalty. As the elevator doors began to close a tall gentleman stuck his hand in and opened the doors, "Sorry, I tried calling for you to hold the doors, you couldn't have heard me." His smile showed glistening white teeth against his contrast of dark skin.

She couldn't take her eyes off the dark stranger, he was in a tight white polo shirt which rimmed his muscular body and navy blue shorts which showed off his large, powerful legs. As she brought her eyes up to take a closer look at his face his eyes were already on hers. She felt hot all of a sudden as the blood rushed into her cheeks. Again he smiled, this time handing her his card. 'Swim The Coral' it read. The doors opened to her floor and the bell hop motioned her to come with him. She smiled back at the dark stranger as the doors closed behind her.

The bell hop opened the doors to her room and Lisa almost died from the view before her. Another large chandler adorned the high ceiling of the entry way which lead into the living room. Antique furniture was placed strategically around the room. Windows stretched from one end of the room to the other separated only by a set of sliding doors which lead out onto the patio. Down the hall was the bedroom with the largest bed Lisa had ever laid her eyes on. She flopped her body down and enjoyed herself in the mirrored designs laid out on the ceiling. 'This is amazing!' She thought to herself as she heard the bell hop close the doors behind him. She couldn't believe she was here, alone.

A week into the vacation Lisa was going through her wallet trying to find her ticket for the ballet when she came across a card marked 'Swim The Coral'. A smile came across her face as she thought of his tall muscular body. "I'm married for God sakes, I can't be thinking like that!" Lisa said out loud to herself as she placed the card down onto the table. She stared at the card then turned and walked out onto the patio taking a deep breath of the fresh ocean air. As quickly as she had walked out there, she turned on her heel and snapped up the card and in one quick motion dialed the number on the card.

"Hello, Swim The Coral, How may I help you?" The voice on the phone had a thick Australian accent.

"Ah, yeah... I was wondering if I could get in sometime today with Malik for instruction?" Lisa stumbled over the name but the woman on the other end knew exactly who she meant. "

Of course", the smile on her face was evident in her speach, "How about seven o'clock for a sun set instructional tour?"

"Sounds great!" Lisa got off the phone and thought of her husband and her kids back home as the grin disappeared from her face. 'Nothing will happen.' She thought as she reaffirmed herself.

He looked magnificent as he walked toward her in his swim trunks. She tried not to take notice of his rather large bulge but found it hard to keep her eyes anywhere else. He put his hand on her back, between her shoulders as he lead her toward the small boat that would take them to the coral beds. Lisa was nervous of boats, her leg shock slightly as she stepped forward onto the deck.

"Don't worry, I have you." Malik said to her in his husky accented voice.

On the way to the spot they would dive, he gave her instruction on how she would drop into the water, then make her way through the reef. Lisa was thrilled to be going diving in the coral reef, this had been the one thing she looked forward to from the moment she had won this trip off the radio. It was beautiful out on these greenish blue waters with the sun beating down on her face. She took a deep breath in as her memories of her family back home took a back seat to the stunning scenery around her.

They both dropped themselves in to the water as Malik lead the way around the ravishing sights below the water. Lisa had an underwater camera which came with the tour so she made sure to get lots of pictures of what she saw and even a couple of Malik as he swam in front of her. He pointed out several breath taking things under the water from colorful fish to flowering underwater plants. Lisa was having so much fun she hadn't even noticed her hour was almost up.

As they swam back toward the boat Lisa felt something touch her leg, she looked down to see Malik. They both surfaced and Lisa removed her mask as Malik put his hands around the back of her to untie the top of her bikini. Lisa wanted to pull away and get back into the boat but instead she removed Malik's mask and placed her lips firmly against his. Pulling the suit from Lisa's breasts, Malik took a long look before placing his hands over them and gently massaging. A moan came up from Lisa's throat as she felt his hard groin rub against her now bare bottom. Shoving himself toward her she wrapped her legs around his waist and dropped her body backward into the water. Malik gripped her hips with his strong hands watching her breasts move around just under the surface of the water as he moved her back and forth on his enlarged member.

Her white body looked sensual as she gyrated herself against him and his black skin. He loved being with white women because he could make out every little detail of their beautiful bodies. He especially enjoyed Lisa because she was so slim and her breasts were so rounded and firm. He took pleasure in watching her move around wildly as she grew closer to ecstasy. His excitement had also reached its peak as they moaned harmoniously in overwhelming pleasure.

As the plane took flight on its way back to the States Lisa thought of her family waiting for her, missing her, and wanting to hear about everything. They would be totally taken back by all the pictures except for the ones she removed of Malik, 'What they didn't know won't hurt them.' She thought to herself as she put her seat back and envisioned home.

Temptation Airlines

I remember it just like it was yesterday. I showed up for work as usual that day and was waiting by the door to board the plane when I noticed this man staring in my direction. He was largely built all over, including the very noticeable bulge in his pants. He stood about 6'1" and had dark hair and green eyes. As I looked back at him I felt my juices flow at the thought of being bent over by this guy in the washroom of the plane. Just then some elderly lady asked me how much longer it was going to be before we started boarding. I took her ticket and motioned her to the doorway and called out for everyone else to start boarding. When I looked back to where he had been standing, he was gone. I frantically looked around but it was as if he just vanished. By now though, my panties were so wet I would have to change them as soon as I got on the plane. They were just soaked with my juices.

One by one, people passed me their tickets and I hadn't seen him yet. Disappointment ran threw me as the last person gave me their ticket to board the plane. I waited ten minutes before closing the doors, when all of a sudden there was someone behind me pushing the doors open and uttering an apology for being late for boarding call. It was him. My heart rate shot up and I smiled.

"Glad you could join us", I tried holding back the excitement in my voice but I think he seen it written all over my face. I mean it was so obvious that I wanted this guy.

The anticipation of this man inside me was so strong I felt as though I were going to explode right then and there. My clit swelled up and rubbed on my panties as I walked this man to his seat on the plane. It took all I had to hold back the massive orgasm I could feel building up within me.

"Hope you have a nice flight", was all I could say as I turned to join my fellow flight attendants in our seats.

I felt his eyes on me as I walked down the aisle toward the back of the plane. I wanted so much to turn and look back but I felt like I was stuck in walking motion. As soon as I made my way around the corner I was ok. The other flight attendants noticed him too, they were all chatting about him when I reached my seat. All eyes focused on me as I sat down and buckled up for take off. I just smiled as they bombarded me with questions about him.

"Please take your seats and remain buckled in as long as the seat belt sign is flashing....." The preflight announcement was just an echo in my ear that afternoon as I day dreamed of taking the handsome stranger into the bathroom and ripping his clothes off. I wanted to have a taste of the bulge tucked within his tightly zipped dress pants. My hormones were working overtime as I envisioned his big hands roaming over my soft curves and his tounge making its way down to my love button, licking me into ecstasy. Oh my God, I was so horny for this man! I had to find out how big this man was before we hit the ground again.

A couple hours into the flight, after getting all the passengers their drinks and in flight snacks I noticed him get up out of his seat and make his way to the bathroom. He stood outside the door for a brief moment as if searching for someone. As he looked my way he motioned with his head for me to come over. I made my way to the back of the plane and he had already gone into the bathroom but the occupancy light was not on. I grabbed the cleaning bucket and told the others I was going to go and clean up the bathrooms before we landed. They had no idea what I was really planning and were happy to let me do the cleaning. As I quickly opened the door and entered I caught his naked body in the mirror, it sent shivers through my entire being. He immediately grabbed my skirt pulling me all the way in and shutting the door behind me, locking it. Before I could utter a word his manly hands were already groping at my nylons.

Lesbian Peeper

Every weekend Joy made it to a club called The Studio which just happened to be a lesbian hang out. Now Joy wasn't a lesbian as such but she did enjoy watching women. Out of her twenty fours years on the earth she had never actually been with a woman and knew she didn't like being with men. She was quiet though, finding it hard to express herself when approached at the club. She was average but on the pretty side, so every time she was out someone put the moves on her. Nothing ever happened because of her fear to actually be with a woman, even just sexually.

She over came that fear one night when she went out on the town alone, as usual, watching all the woman getting their groove on at The Studio. She had never seen two women more into each other than that night. She noticed these two girls early on in the evening sitting at a table far down in the corner. They had started drinking pitchers of long island ice tea, so she knew it wouldn't be long before these two would be heading home. She was fascinated by how beautiful both girls were. Both had long dark hair, one with curls, and they both wore the same outfit like they were twins or something. They did look very similar especially from a distance. Joy made it a point of following them into the bathroom to get a closer look at these two vixens. Up close she seen that they didn't look that much alike at all. They were both incredible sexy though.

About an hour later Joy followed the two as they made their way down the street to a house about four blocks away from the club. Shuffling in her purse the curly haired one pulled out her key as the other one had her hands roaming under her skirt. Joy waited behind a fence till she seen them enter the house, close the door and watched a light inside the home come on. Then she made her way right up to the back of the house and peeked into the window seeing both women stripping down as they made their way toward the window Joy was peeping in. She watched as the naked women slammed each other against the window, touching and rubbing all over each other. Joy put her hand down her pants to touch her now wet crack, roaming her finger around till she found a place to put it. As she played with herself she watched the two woman make their way to the floor and begin kissing and licking at each other all over. They rolled around like cats playing on the carpet. At that point Joy fell from the plant pot she had been standing on and startled the women in the house who ran to see what the commotion was.

As they opened the door they seen Joy standing there with a look of horror on her face. She had no idea what to do or even to say. The curly haired girl walked out toward Joy with not a stitch of clothing on. "What the hell are you doing?" She barked toward Joy.

"Isn't it obvious, she was peeking at us from the window." The other woman said, neither of them never taking their eyes off of me.

With my voice shaking with fear I replied, "I'm sorry, I was... peeking, I didn't mean... I mean..I did...but" It didn't quite come out the way Joy had hoped.

The curly haired girl went back into the house as the other one made her way toward Joy, reaching out her hand she asked, "You feel like coming in and having a drink with us?

" Joy didn't know what to say, she was shocked that she was being asked to do anything other than to leave. She nodded her head and the girl helped her to her feet and lead her into their home. The curly haired girl looked pissed as she slammed down the cups onto the table and turned to plug in the kettle. She still stood before Joy with nothing on making Joy want to reach out to feel the shaved softness between the girls legs. Instead though she just sat there with her eyes focused on the floor.

The coffee in Joy's cup started going cold. She put down the cup and decided she better go soon. The conversation was pretty meaningless and Joy was still too embarrassed to really say anything to these women. She got up out of her seat and to get herself together when the curly haired woman came up from behind me wearing a full leather outfit, mask and all. With the whip she slapped it onto the table in front of me and said, "You need to pay for what you've done."

A shiver of fearful delight ran through Joy's body as the woman ran the whip down the front of Joy's shirt. Her girlfriend came over fully naked now and started undressing her. They were both very rough as they pulled Joy's clothes off to expose her little boobs and bushy slit. 'CRACK' as the whip cracked against the skin of Joy's bare bottom making her jump forward. The curly haired woman's girlfriend pulled Joy down on top of her naked body, kissing her softly and massaging her hands into her breasts. 'Crack' The whip came down harder on Joy's bottom this time. She whinced with the girlfriends tounge deep with her throat. 'Damn this hurts', she thought to herself as the whipping continued till she felt tears fall down her cheeks. This was just the beginning of her punishment.

Late into the night, Joy screamed with painful delight as the two women she had met only hours ago tied her up, spanked her, and used their strap ons with her at the same time. Joy had never experienced anything so raunchy but she liked what they were doing to her and she didn't want it to end.