Path: not-for-mail
From: r <giu@sbcglobal.net>
User-Agent: Mozilla Thunderbird 1.0.2 (Windows/20050317)
X-Accept-Language: en-us, en
MIME-Version: 1.0
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Cynthia's lessons One (F/M, F,m)
Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; format="flowed"
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit
Lines: 56
Message-ID: <mNyae.5326$Xb4.4895@newssvr21.news.prodigy.com>
NNTP-Posting-Host: 67.127.68.237
X-Complaints-To: abuse@prodigy.net
X-Trace: newssvr21.news.prodigy.com 1114290386 ST000 67.127.68.237 (Sat, 23 Apr 2005 17:06:26 EDT)
NNTP-Posting-Date: Sat, 23 Apr 2005 17:06:26 EDT
Organization: SBC http://yahoo.sbc.com
X-UserInfo1: SCSYQN_@OXWAR\H]]RKB_UDAZZ\DPCPDLXUNNHLHEQR@ETUCCNSKQFCY@TXDX_WHSVB]ZEJLSNY\^J[CUVSA_QLFC^RQHUPH[P[NRWCCMLSNPOD_ESALHUK@TDFUZHBLJ\XGKL^NXA\EVHSP[D_C^B_^JCX^W]CHBAX]POG@SSAZQ\LE[DCNMUPG_VSC@VJM
Date: Sat, 23 Apr 2005 21:06:26 +0000
===================
One....
Cynthia Pike was a thirty five year old brunette, working as a
receptionist at a small TV station. She was always very well dressed
and took exceptional care of herself. She was about 5'8", had small
breasts and long long hair. She had a very pretty face, and looked
somewhat like several actresses.
She knew how to wear clothes well. She spent a fair amount of her
paycheck on clothes every other week, and always had some delicate
jewelry around her long neck or bracelets jangling from her wrists.
She had moved to San Francisco from Maine to work at her Uncle's TV
station, which was a struggling small independent operation.
Being very attractive, and not being trained in any aspect of
broadcasting or journalism, she was given the job of sitting at the desk
in the main lobby, and being very pretty. She did it well.
Guests would come in for business purposes, and almost invariably while
waiting in the lobby would subtly look her over and over. Women, too,
would do this. She was, simply, very hot.
She had arrived in town and had taken a small apartment on Pennsylvania
Ave, not far from the station. I did not know this at first, but
eventually, I would.
Cynthia was lonely. She had few girlfriends, and only socialized with
people she met at the station. She was also, like many pretty women,
very shy. She would go to her apartment at the end of the day and make
herself a meal, and eat it alone in her tiny apartment.
She found herself relaxing in front of her tv and later in the
evenings, after a bit of wine, would bring herself to an orgasm to
relieve her "stress". She was fond of pinching her nipples and fondling
her breasts as she rubbed herself "down there" until it was too much to
bear, and humping against her fingers and hand, would release a gush of
hot come onto herself, settle back against the pillows on her couch and
sigh.
Cynthia Pike was lonely.
She knew so few people in town, and had a hard time meeting any new
ones, despite the flood of guests coming into her lobby day after day
and noticing her.
She would enjoy a hot shower and let the water run down her dark brown
hair and between her thighs. She would turn the hot water on to the
point of almost pain, and enjoy the massage of the droplets.
Inevitably, she would lather up her hand and pussy and with her soft
brown pussy hair all lathered up, she would bring herself to another
orgasm pinching her left nipple while agressively fucking herself with
two fingers which easily penetrated her when she was hot and sudsy.
Cynthia was lonely.
One evening, after half a bottle of red wine and some grapes for a late
snack, Cynthia decided she would do something about it. She was tired
of being the only person to fuck her. She wanted to feel a the hot skin
around a stiff cock slide into her pussy and more. She was tired of
missing out on all the things a big city had to offer.
She was from a small town in Maine where skiing was the main attaction,
and since it was a small town, Cynthia felt she could not be a "nasty
slut" like she secretly felt she wanted to be. What would people think?
Ms Pike decided to go to a small shop on Polk Street on the next
Saturday and get ready to relieve her boredom.
To be continued.....