1. Lucy's Gigolo


    Date: 10/15/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: bluetattoo, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    I broke up with Jason a year ago, when he decided to let the barmaid at his Golf Club suck his dick. Apparently it didn’t mean anything, but he let her suck him off all the same. He lied and deceived me. Emotional relationships can be far too fragile, so I really didn’t have the enthusiasm to start another. I hated my new celibate lifestyle. I needed someone in my life, more to the point I needed sex. What I ideally wanted was a fuck buddy, a friend with benefits. Somebody I could have sex with, without any complications. Friday evening, I poured myself a large glass of Prosecco and I took myself off for a bath. The wine went straight to my head and made me feel quite horny. It felt good as I soaped between my legs, the bubbles made sure my clit was slippery. I cupped my breast and gave my nipple a playful little tweak. Sometimes my needs would get the better of me and I would have to take drastic action. At the back of my wardrobe was my secret stash of sex toys. I needed them now. I wrapped myself in a big fluffy towel as I got out of the bath and padded across to my bedroom. I took two of my favourites toys from the box of playthings. I chose my gold-chained nipple clamps and my little bullet vibrator. Leaning back against my pillows I attached the clamps to my nipples. I adjusted the tension screw until both clamps squeezed my nips hard, without biting. I pressed the button on my little bullet vibrator and placed its buzzing tip between the lips of my vagina. I lay back ...
    and closed my eyes as the vibrations did their work. My girly juice coated the bullet as it moved gently around my crease, gently teasing my little bead of flesh. Keeping both feet flat on the bed, I raised my knees and parted my legs, totally exposing myself. I switched the bullet off and used the soft fleshy pad of my finger to very slowly strum my sweet pearl. I felt the weight of the chain tugging at my nipples sending shock waves through my breasts each time I moved. My face and chest flushed, my tummy muscles went into spasm as a gorgeous throbbing orgasm ripped through my lower belly. I lay exhausted on my bed. Picking up my phone, I rang my best friend Emma. I had to confide in somebody about my need for uncomplicated sex. “You’re an attractive woman Lucy, you could pick up a guy in a pub,” she suggested. “Its not that simple. Supposing I had a one-night stand and he had a partner? Someone innocent could get hurt, I really couldn’t live with that,” I explained. “I read an article in the newspaper last week. It claimed the modern woman doesn’t have time for a relationship so they employ the services of a gigolo. Perhaps you should give it a go,” Emma said, jokingly. We laughed it off and chatted for a while longer before hanging up. As I lay in bed I couldn’t get the idea of a gigolo out of my mind. “ Where do I find one of those?” I thought. I picked up my laptop and typed into the search engine “how to find a gigolo,” and hit enter. Whoosh, up came an endless list of ...
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