Two young lezzies stuffing each others pussy with cucumber
Virgin falls to an ex-gigolo.
Sunlight filtered through Jason Somner s room awaking him. It was 9:00 am on his digital clock and realized he had a good restful sleep. He swung out of the bed and padded into his black mirrored high tech bathroom. This was the first day he won t do any work. He stepped under the cold shower and felt good. His several weeks of toil must earn him a week or so of leisure.
Jason was an ex-gigolo. A sex machine on the scene as they say. He d been around done this and that. Sex gave material acquisitions but real happiness eluded him. In the end he had no one. He felt empty.
A celibate? He smiled. He couldn t believe that his sexual motor had been idled for more than a year. He d concentrated on his career as a motorcycle illustrator and sought all manly pursuits except pussies.
He looked himself in the mirror and smiled. His body had transformed from Mick Jagger thin to Brad Pitt s Adonis physique. He was a new man. No more dope clean as a whistle. Only his hair had gotten way too long. Chopping off his trademark lock for a fashionably stylish cut would seem cool. It s summer and a shorter do would be a welcome change. So he thought.
He s 32. For crissakes settle down and have babies before I die his widowed mother would say. Well he s been immersed in his career that marriage for him was remote as Tibet.
After this reflective bit Jason threw on shirt and jeans and after breakfast headed off to Craig s–the hair salon in Adolphus Cierra Mall.
Rita the black receptionist girl at Craig s recognized Jason instantly and greeted him endearingly.
Mr. Jason Somner Hi! Long time no see. How d you been?
Fine. You still look lovely Rita he replied.
Oh thanks Mr. Somner and you look sexier she said appraising his body. What ll it be for today?
Just a haircut he said.
Tired of the long hair huh?
He simply nodded.
Karen is no longer here. Bridget can do it for you.
Then Bridget it is he said shrugging his shoulder. Karen used to cut his hair give him massage and cock suck him wonderfully.
Jason flopped on the black couch and flipped through a Men s Health Magazine.
Someone s presence seated across him snagged his attention. Good Lord! A spectacular-looking chick had crossed her legs and dropped a magazine from her lap. He caught her sparkling blue eyes and the sweetest smile he d ever seen when she bent and picked up the magazine.
Their gaze was broken only when the shampoo girl appeared and called her. Jason didn t catch her name and when she stood his discriminating eyes rated her immediately at ten. She must be at least 5 6 creamy white complexion with a rosy glow and a marvelous figure hugged by a pale blue cardigan over off-white pajama pants and suede boots. Her brown sable hair was swept to a pony that looked undone at the back but looked fabulous. Was it her eyes nose mouth that grabbed him? Anyway she was astonishingly pretty and he liked her instantly. She glanced back to him and he breathed like a stallion.
An ex-gigolo that he was he knew when a girl needed to get laid. God forbid! He was getting tempted and his predator instinct was getting revitalized. For the first time his enforced celibacy was put to a test.
Like a priest who entered a strip joint he felt guilty and wanted to get out as fast as he could. Just when he was about to cancel his haircut Rico the shampoo person called him. Reluctantly he let Rico led him in. Over Rico s shoulders he viewed her backside swaying a sexy strut.
Lying on the shampoo couch next to hers Jason noticed there wasn t a marriage ring in her finger.
Jason told Rico he was going to leave after the shampoo as suddenly he no longer wanted a hair cut.
Why? What s the matter Mr. Somner? You seem to be quite uneasy. Tell you what after this I ll give you a good massage on the head and back and then you decide what to do with your hair ok?
Jason couldn t do anything but surrender to Rico s expert hands.
The girl heard their conversation but remained silent the whole time they were being shampooed.
Jason sat where he could see her face on his mirror and she could see him too. Often their eyes would connect and the only way to disconnect was by pretending to read magazines.
Bridget the hairdresser introduced herself to Jason. She s partly black and looked like one of those girl bands. Jason pointed to her the Tom Cruise s cut in the movie ‘Vanilla Sky which he came across from a page of Movieline magazine.
The hair trim for Jason was quick and after the blow dry he didn t waste a second to leave. He set off immediately to the exit. But as he was about to exit the main room he paused for a few seconds.
Turn back you handsome brute! The thought yelled in the girl s head. But he didn t.
Oh dummy!
You know that guy was cute did you notice? The girl talked to her hairdresser.
Yeah I did. Absolutely! Did you just say something like dummy? Melissa the hairdresser was surprised she d spoken to her about a guy. She knew that this girl was reputed to be so reserved and never really opened her mouth if it wasn t necessary.
Yeah guys I like don t come to me. Only guys I don t like. When am I gonna have the man I like come to me? Do I terrifying them?
Not at all. Just give them a chance.
I don t know how to flirt with guys. I guess I m afraid.
Afraid of what? In fact you re one of the most beautiful girls I ve come across here. If I have the face and figure like yours I ll take the President and Monica Lewinsky wouldn t have had her chance.
Wow! You got a nerve of a three-day aching tooth. Naw I just have difficult time with guys — socially.
Like you re unattached at present?
Like a vicious cycle yes
Oh poor girl you ll get your man one way or the other and if you ll believe my hunch you re going to have him.
Him? He already left and not a word to me.
He s probably shy the hairdresser said as she started putting hot oil wax on her hair.
I don t even know how to read guys thoughts but he kept looking at me she chuckled.
See? That shows he s interested. I told you he d come back for you. Read Cosmo magazine you ll find tips there on how to hook up with guys. She saw a copy on the mirror ledge and took it.
Yeah yeah ohhh that feels good I needed that… The girl was lost in the relaxing massage. Melissa was happy they ve gotten into some conversation.
Jason couldn t get the girl out of his mind. Suddenly he looked like he was besieged with a math problem. Finally he decided to drop by Page One Bookstore and then Tower Records.
At Tower Records Jason listened to John Mayer s You re Body Is A Wonderland through the earphones. Then he saw her. Oh God there she is again! Casual sex—I ve given it up. It doesn t mean nothing shit. Lord have mercy hope she s the right one.
Jason eyed her like a sniper. Shades of supermodel Paulina Porishkova and country singer Shania Twain was in this girl s face and body. Her hair now was sexily down and loose. She didn t see him as she browsed about on the jazz music shelf.
Jason was fond of jazz and he wondered what could she be looking for. Finally she picked one and asked the attendant sales clerk for a sample to listen to. Then the inevitable happened. Their eyes met and the connection was hot. She smiled and her eyes twinkled.
Jason was running a gamut of feelings inside him.
I gotta have her! Jason finally decided.
Good Lord I saw the handsome brute again. Melissa was right that I d see him again. He smiled at me. She melted inside like snow sliding from a high pitched roof. For the first time she was excited and hoped the guy would speak to her.
Jason stood a few feet away more handsome with her shorter raven black hair and the snug-fitting clothes that outlined his muscled physique. Suddenly she felt a primitive need she hadn t known existed before as he glanced back to her. She felt something warm rippled through her female center. And what a perky cheeky thing the feeling was! Something a girl just couldn t tell her mom. Talk about chemistry!
Her face appeared puzzled when she wore the headphone. She wasn t hearing anything. She thrashed her face left and right looking for the clerk. Suddenly Jason was the one who approached her instead.
It wasn t on. Jason spoke to her.
She took off the headphone. I beg your pardon?
Your player wasn t on.
Oh how stupid of me she said coyly.
Jason flashed his mega-watt smile and said Hi! I m Jason Somner. I saw you there at the salon. His voice came on as thick and sweet as syrup on a hotcake.
I know. I m Donna Folger she said feeling jelloed knees as they shook hands.
I have a confession to make. I m quite insecure with dating ‘cos I fear rejection. He began and then a pause. But you are so beautiful I can t seem to let this day pass without trying to get to know you. Can I invite you for a tea or coffee right after you re through with this store? He was surprised at how automatically he said those words.
Donna thought Wow a guy who s hot and humble…how could I say no to him?
Less than 30 minutes they were seated at a table for two at a snack deli conversing about jazz music as they sipped their lattes and munched raisin oatmeal cookies. Finally Jason revealed himself.
I m an illustrator and photographer of motorcycles and race cars. I live just a few blocks away at Derek s Avenue on top of an old building called Compton s. I ve been so crazy busy with my career and I just finished a hell of a job and I m giving myself a rest for just a week to catch on with my other interests like watching baseball games going out…just a bit of relaxing and leisure.
He paused sipped his coffee then he asked What do you do Donna? He lowered his blinkers to her amazingly lacquered nails and wished he could touch them at once. But he looked back at her in anticipation to her answer.
Nothing. I just cook cookies like this one she said after tasting quite a bit of the cookie. Only better she added.
Really?
Yup. She nodded and laughed crinkling her nose. Naw I …um…work for my dad… I m his secretary. He s a skin specialist. I also attend classes to learn blowing glasses as I have this dream of entering into a business designing glasses for dé cor. My dad is in Europe right now attending some medical convention and he d be out of town for a week along with my mom she said lowering her thick eyelashes for that kind of demure look and hinting that she s obtainable.
I m glad you didn t come along with your dad. Otherwise I wouldn t have met you.
Well my classes next week are crucial. So I cannot leave.
Tomorrow s Saturday you think you ll have time to come with me to Morey s Pier? I heard they have a new high-tech rollercoaster there and I haven t gone seeing that place for a long time he said putting the cup of coffee to his lips and sipped .
Donna s eyes widened. That ll be great but steer me out of those loops. I m just too scared to ride rollercoasters.
C mon live outrageously once in a while. You ve got to fire something in yourself to really live. Don t worry you ll be safe with me like a bug in a rug.
You certainly have a way with words she smiled teeth gleaming white knuckles under her chin. She thought he also have a way of making her pulse raced excitedly as her eyes wandered over his eye-popping biceps in his T-shirt sleeves with every move he made. She liked men with muscles but not too muscular like Schwarzenegger s. Jason s were perfect. And he could be protective. She imagined slipping into those arms like she belongs to him. It was happening.
Okay. What time and where do we meet?
Morning at 8:00. I ll pick you up in my Harley just tell me your address.
Alright 117 Brighton St. in Maplewood Village she said bright-eyed and optimistic.
Got it! I know the place! Jason exclaimed.
She was speechless. Something s going on. Something s just got to happen.
Bring on some swimsuit. I got a beach house over there.
Donna was so excited that when they parted she couldn t wait to shop for some very nice outfit plus the sexy swimsuit. She called Janey her friend that night and told her that she finally met a six-foot hunk that made her drool.
Describe him to me Janey said.
Oh God my senses easily tangled with his mane very long eyes smoldering lips very angelic like Kurt Cobain s that you d like to touch and kiss brawn muscles that stretch his shirt and that faint aftershave hmmm. He s bringing me to Morey s Pier tomorrow. I couldn t wait! Donna squealed.
If he s got a big dick pass him on to me will ya girl?
Lend a fucking dick my ass. You ve got more men than Madonna.
Yeah but they ve got pencil dicks.
Why are you Sophia and Lilibeth are so after big dicks?
Big whopper is ‘it amiga!
Size is not important to me you know?
Size matters Donna you must remember that.
Then get a black guy with a Godzillian dick.
Janey hooted a laugh. Funny you should say that. Anyhow I wish you luck kiddo ring me back for your juicy story ok? I m glad you ve come out from that freaky attitude of yours of not going out with a guy.
Maybe this is the time but I don t know hope this is.
At 7:30 in the morning Donna was already set. She hadn t dated anyone for three months and especially of this kind. The last guy she dated was older and made her drunk to make a pass on her. He was like the rest of the guys she had dated before. They re always hot to get into her pants without the benefit of getting her turned on first. So she had been a reluctant date since. She had put an invisible shield around herself and quickly earned the moniker of the ‘Ice Ice Lady. But Jason was different. He broke the ice shield.
That afternoon Jason was invited by his married friend Bill to his house for some cook out in their yard. They drank beers smoked some Cuban cigars and ate jumbo hot dogs pasta carbonara and tiramisu served by Bill s wife. He told Bill that he s lucky to have a terrific wife and three beautiful children. Married life hit him and he thought of Donna as the likely candidate. Bill read his thoughts and suggested marriage to him since he s not getting younger. With Donna in mind such idea was no longer remote to him.
At five before 8 Donna heard a motorbike throbbed along the curb of the driveway. She quickly opened the door and Jason pulled up his macho machine in front of the house. He cut the motor and peeled off his helmet.
Morning sugar cake! he said squinting and flashing his now familiar smile. Oh Jesus how heartbreakingly cute he is. She thought.
Hi Jason! she said and jauntily walked up to him. They buzzed cheeks. His after-shave was great. Wow what a bike! She exclaimed as her eyes swept over it and then to his thighs that straddled the machine. I ll just get my back pack she said.
How are you Donna?
Great.
Who s in the house?
My brother Brett still asleep with his girlfriend. I left him a note.
He nodded and let her go back to the house to fetch her backpack.
Donna was wearing a cord jacket and low riding jeans. Her hair was fixed in that same style of pony-tail he saw in the parlor and her face just had the right amount of make-up to create that more natural look. A beautiful girl always made Jason s heart sing.
Ever driven or rode a bike before? Jason asked as she piggybacked on the bike.
This kind never. My dad would never allow me.
Jason wore a Harley jacket over multicolored striped striped-shirt faded Levi s and bike boots. Donna immediately felt the exhilaration of adventu