«Hey Alicia, wait a minute.» Paul said as he seen Alicia walk by him. «What are you doing?» Paul asked. «I just got done with history class. Now I am going to go back to the dorm and relax.» Alicia said. «This is my friend Kevin.» Paul said introducing his friend. «Hello Kevin. My name is Alicia.» She said. «Nice to meet you Alicia.» Kevin said while looking her over. «You guys want to come over to my room?» Alicia asked. «Sure, we can come over.» Paul said. They walked back to the dorms. It was a long day for Alicia. She had been studying for a history college exam. Not exactly the best way to spend a day. She has only known Paul for a few months. He is on the football team. She met him at a party where she got drunk. She got sick and vowed to never drink again. «You coming to the game?» Paul asked. «When is it?» Alicia asked.

«It is this Friday.» Paul said. «No it isn't. It is this Saturday.» Kevin spoke up. «Oh, you are right. Back in high school games were on Friday nights.»Paul said laughing.

«I might be able to go. I will have to see if my parents are coming over.» Alicia said after she paused to think.

«Damn it!» Kevin yelled. «What is the problem?» Paul asked. «I was supposed to call my dad last night and I forgot. He will be pissed.» Kevin said in a fearful tone. The went inside the dorm and went into her room. «Ahhh, the air conditioning feels great.» Paul said as they went into her room.

«I turn it on full blast all day long.» Alicia said pointing to the air conditioner. «Sit down, make yourself comfortable.» Alicia said as she put her books near her bed.

«The girls get bigger rooms.» Kevin said as he looked around her room. «You think so?» Paul asked. «Do you think you could fit all this stuff in one of our rooms?» Kevin said pointing to all the stuff Alicia had in her room. «You have a point there.» Paul said. «Can I get you guys something to drink?» Alicia asked. «No, thanks.» Paul said. «Maybe latter.» Kevin replied. There was a strange silence in the room. It was as if Kevin was transfixed on something. While the Paul and Alicia just looked at the ground. It was a moment of silence that felt very uncomfortable. «Wow!» Kevin jolted. «Wow what?» Alicia asked. «That is one smoking hot pair of panties over there.» Kevin said looking at Alicia's bed. «Oh, well, uh….» Alicia mumbled. «Don't be embarrassed.» Paul said smiling. «You know I'm kind of shy.» Alicia said walking over to the bed. «I will put this stuff away so it doesn't bother you.» Alicia said carrying a bunch of clothes to the other side of the room.

«Man, is that your bra?!» Kevin asked surprised.

«I don't like talking about this sort of stuff.» She said running over to the other side of the room.

«It is funny, that bra looks like it is for some really big tits.» Kevin said staring at it.

«But, you wear baggy clothes. It is hard to see how big your tits are.» Kevin spouted.

«I seen her in a tank top one night, those melons are fucking great!» Paul said while slapping his knee.

«Guys, you know I am bashful.» Alicia said as she put her clothes away.

«Can we see your cans?» Kevin asked.

«Can you see my what?» Alicia asked surprised.

«You know, your boobs.» Kevin said while smiling.

«I've had just about enough of you two.» Alicia said angrily. «Come on, they can't be that bad.» Paul said. «Okay, I tell you what.» Alicia paused. «Okay, what?» Kevin gestured. «If you show me your dicks, I will show you my tits.» Alicia said like a smart ass. Much to her surprise, Kevin pulled out his dick. «You like what I have?» Kevin said while stroking his cock. «Well, here is mine too.» Paul said as he took out his penis. She was shocked. She didn't know what to do. Here were two guys with their dicks in their hands. How, weird is this. «Come on, now it's your turn.» Paul said kidding Alicia. «Yeah, now it's time to see what you have.» Kevin said. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't be doing such a thing. Alicia was brought up in a strict home. She was told sex was a dirty thing. Only dirty people do these sorts of things. It was all she could do to lift up her shirt. «Damn, those melons are huge.» Kevin said. «Wow, those are better than I thought they would be.» Paul said staring at them. Just when she was about to put her shirt down, she seen Kevin's dick getting hard. Before long, it was rock hard. It was all Alicia could do to keep from blushing. «How about we see it all?» Paul asked.

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“I am so sick and tired of weekends.” I said slamming a pillow on the couch.

“What are you talking about?” Robert asked.

“Every weekend all you do is watch sports.” I said disgusted.

“That isn't true.” Robert said as he frowned.

“Oh you're right. You also eat the food I cook you. That is all that you do.” I said in anger.

“Why are you so pissed off?” I asked.

“Don't worry about me. Go and watch your sports. Let me know who wins.” I said as I left the living room.

“You don't have to be so bitchy.” He said as I left.

I get sick and tired of this. I've been married to him for five years and it is always the same thing. On the weekends he never does anything that I want to do. The only he does is watch TV. He also eats the food I cook for him. If I am lucky, I can watch him drink beer too. Lots and lots of beer until he passes out on the couch. I can't believe that is his idea of a good weekend.

“What is wrong honey?” Robert asked as he walked into the kitchen.

“Oh nothing. Just trying to figure out what you would like to eat for dinner.” ” said waving a pot in the air.

“Put the pot down. You don't want to hurt yourself.” Robert said as he backed up.

“Don't worry about me. Worry about the final score of the game. Also, worry about the cold beer in the refrigerator. Maybe you need me to get you some more?” I said like a smart ass.

“Whoa… you really are acting strange.” Robert said.

“A woman needs to get laid from time to time.” I said shaking my fist in the air.

“What are you talking about?” He asked confuses.

“You watch sports all fucking day long. All the time I am craving cock. I want cock so bad, I was going to try anal sex with you.” I said stomping my feet.

“Anal sex?” Robert said with a smile.

“Yes, anything to get you to fuck me.” I said.

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It was my birthday. Us ladies don't like to tell our age, but I turned 35. Most people say that I don't look 35, post people think I'm in my early twenties. I was even asked for my I.D. a few times last year when I went to a bar. I don't mind telling people how old I am, I like to see the shock on their faces when they hear my age.

I had a little birthday party, nothing to major. Friends and family came over for ice cream and cake. We ate, we talked, you know the usual birthday stuff. I asked everyone before hand if they would give me money instead of a gift. I told them that I was having problems making ends meet, so I needed some extra money. That really wasn't the truth, I had an idea that I was going to use the money on. An idea that if all went right, would rock my fucking world.

The party lasted for a few hours. The party was over when the cake and ice cream ran out. You know how people are, once the free food is all they leave. I didn't mind, they were getting on my nerves anyway. I just wanted some peace and quite for myself. At least until my fun was to begin.

I took a nap, that way I would have plenty of energy. I might look like I am still young, but my body doesn't feel that way. I'm not the spring chicken that I used to be. Looks can be deceiving, you know. I took a nap on the couch with the TV on. Sometimes I like to take naps with a little background noise going on. I don't know why that is, maybe because it makes me feel like I'm not alone. Sometimes I turn the TV on or play some music while I'm doing house work. If I had a husband or a man in my life, I probably wouldn't need those things to keep me company.

I decided that for my birthday, I wanted to call an escort service. Not just any escort service, but one that had men. Yes, I was going to get myself two high priced whores. But, after all, it was my birthday. I deserve a little fun every now and then. A woman needs to be fucked good every now and then. If she doesn't, then she will become a bitch.

I haven't had sex in a long time. Longer than I am willing to admit. I wish that I was able to have a steady relationship with a man, but it hasn't happened. Not yet at least. I try to find good men, but maybe that is my problem.

Maybe my problem finding a good man is that I try to hard. Maybe I should just relax and forgot about looking. The last time I tried that I found a man that broke my heart. At least these escort guys can't break my heart.

I called them on the phone and asked for two of their guys with the biggest dicks. I told them that it was my birthday and I wanted to have some fun. Some fun with some well hung guys that is. The escort service said the men would be over in about a half hour. That was actually quicker than I had expected. I thought that these guys would take a few hours to get here.

I went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit. I put on some perfume and put on some makeup. I wanted to look good when they escorts came over. I also put on some music, but wasn't sure what to put on. Everything that I heard on the radio, reminded me of porno music. But, maybe that was because I was thinking too much about having sex with the escorts.

I heard my door bell ring almost thirty minutes after I placed my call. Actually, I would be willing to bet that it was thirty minutes exactly since I called the escort service. I don't know though, because I wasn't keeping track.

“Hello!” I said as I opened the door.

It was them, two hot studs who were going to fuck my brains loose. I let them in the house and I checked them over. They were well built, actually one of the guys looked like he was a construction worker. He had what almost looked like a construction worker costume on. He was wearing a plaid flannel shirt, blue jeans, and work boots. The other guy looked kind of like a biker. Not like the bikers that you normally see, he was clean and very well groomed. Actually both of the guys were well groomed.

“What can we do for you?” The biker guy asked.

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“Honey, I'm home.” Patrick said as he shut the door.

Patrick loves to watch porn movies. I don't care much for them, but I like watching him watch them. If that makes any sense. I love to see a man get really turned on. I think it makes sex way more fun.

“Did you get a porn movie?” I asked.

“You know I did!” Patrick said as he sat down on the couch.

I went upstairs and I got the lube and the condoms. Sometimes when he is watching porn movies, he fucks me really fast and hard. Sometimes I have to use extra lube so I don't get sore. That is how hard he fucks me. I don't mind it though, I think it feels good. Every now and then I like to get fucked really hard. I like to get fucked so hard, that I loose my voice. But, it takes a damn good porn movie for that to happen.

“I've got everything ready.” I said as I walked down the stairs.

“Let me relax for a few minutes and smoke a cigarette.” Patrick said as he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket.

I already know what he will do next. Patrick will take a few puffs off of his cigarette and blow the smoke out his nostrils. Half way through his cigarette, he will say he has to go take a piss. I know him well enough to know, that he makes sure his bladder is empty before he has sex. He says that he hates having to piss during sex. I get so involved while having sex, that I don't even notice if I have to piss.

“I'm going to go take a piss.” Patrick said exhaling smoke from his mouth.

I told you, he would take a piss before we had sex! Do I know my man or what?!

“I'll take off my clothes as you put the tape in.” I said as I took off my pants.

Since this was just a movie rental, there wasn't any plastic to remove off of the box.

Sometimes it takes so long to remove that plastic from the boxes, that I loose interest in having sex. When I am in the mood to get fucked, I want to get fucked.

“Okay, now all we have to do is wait.” Patrick said as he put the movie in.Why is it that all of these movies seem to have twenty minutes worth of commercials in the beginning? I guess some guys who watch these movies like to call phone sex numbers when they are done. I don't know why a man would want to do that. I mean, they should be jacking off to the video they are watching!

Patrick pulled down his pants and flicked his cock around a few times. He likes to do this to make it hard. I have never known a man to flick his cock around to get it hard. But, it works for him I guess. I moved in and started to work his cock with my hand. It got hard in no time.

The movie came on and the first thing I saw, was lesbians. They went straight into eating pussy, they didn't even kiss each other.

“Fast forward to the next scene. I hate watching lesbos have sex.” I said.

“This whole tape is lesbians having sex.” Patrick said as he watched the movie.

“All of the movie is lesbians? No men at all?” I asked stunned.

“Yes, all lesbians.” He said.

“You know I don't like to watch lesbos have sex. Why did you get a movie like this?” I asked.

“Because I wanted to see lesbians.” Patrick replied.

What do men get out of watching two women having sex? I will never understand this. I think it is so gross, that it makes me sick!

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As soon as I woke up, I started to feel lonely. Even though it has only been a month since I broke up with Kevin, it felt like ten years. Usually I am fine on my own. I don't need a man around me all the time. But, I'm sure you know what I am talking about. The bed feels awfully empty when you wake up all alone.

I got out of bed and done my drill. I'm sure you know what I am talking about. I worked out for about a half an hour and then I ate my breakfast. I put on a nice outfit and called a few of my girl friends on the phone.

Not much was going on with them. One of them said they had planned a quite evening alone with her boyfriend. I knew what she was talking about. They were going to have a good meal then they were going to have sex. Even though I know I have done it a million times, just hearing her talk about it made me want to throw up. I didn't need to hear that she was going to have mind mending romantic sex, while I sit in front of the TV watching reruns.

Two of my other friends said they were going to go out to the bar. They asked me if I would like to go with them. I'm not much of a bar person. Actually, the smell of cigarette smoke gets on my nerves. But, I just couldn't allow myself to sit on the couch like a lump all day.

I told them if they wanted to come over, I would throw a few chicken breasts on the grill. I didn't want to eat lunch alone. They said they would love to come over and visit. It sure is a good thing too, because I really needed the company.

We had a little BBQ and it was fun. Just a nice meal with the girls. Then, they left so they could get ready to go out drinking. These girls have stomaches made out of lead, so they start drinking early. Me on the other hand, a few drinks and I am three sheets in the wind.

I went through my closet to find something that looked sexy, but not trashy. I figured if I was going to go out to the bar, I might as well look for a man while I was there. Hell, at this point I would have going to a funeral to find a good man. Of course, he couldn't be the dead guy, unless he had a shit load of insurance. Hehehe.

I found just the outfit that I was looking for. It was a black skirt that came up a few inches from my knee. I also found a nice v neck shirt to go along with it. Something that would show off my boobs, but not be too revealing. I had one hell of a time finding my black panty hose. I almost shit a fit when I thought I would have to go to the store to buy some more.

To top off this hot little outfit, I put on some heels with straps around the ankles. A lot of guys say that I have great feet, so sometimes I like to show them off. But, I don't go over board showing them off. Those guys who have the feet fetish are so strange! I dated one and he was one of the weirdest people that I have ever met. He was a nice guy, but weird!

I did my hair. Actually, I just put some moose in my hair. I just wanted to give my curls a more fuller look. I also put on some lipstick and a new kind of gloss. I'm forget what it is called, but it looks really nice. It looks shiny longer than any others that I have used. I got some of it from the drug store that isn't too far away.

Before I knew it, they were at my house. Cindy ran in and told me to get the hell out, the meter was running! They got a taxi cab so they wouldn't have to drive home. One time we all went out and Cindy almost got charged with DUI. She only had a few drinks, so the cop let her go. That was too close of a call.

I got in the taxi and was taken back by how bad the driver smelled. This guy smelled like he never had taken a bath! Wow, it was so bad I actually held my nose. All of the windows were rolled down too. Shelly was so disgusted by the smell, she had her head out the window like she was a dog! It was too funny.

We got to the bar and there were some people there. Not many, but enough to walk around and talk to. My friends are hardcore drinkers, so they like to get there early so they have plenty of time to drink. We walked around awhile, then we went to the counter.

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