#like I may not be hot but there are so many fat hotties

[snoopybutch]

Thin ppl calling themselves fat to mean ugly in the year of our lord 2024. . . Give it a rest my god.

[plus-size-reader]

Weird

Stu Macher x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2755 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Stu developing a little bit of a thing for Randy’s coworker at the video store

Just a weird little thing my brain cooked up, with not too much intricate plot to speak of. 

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He’d been staring at you for an hour.

If he didn’t knock it off soon, Stu was sure that it would start to get creepy but he couldn’t help himself. It wasn’t like he could just walk right up to you and start a conversation.

You probably wouldn’t even recognize him.

Besides, Stu wasn’t a super good conversationalist to begin with. He always got tongue tied and made inappropriate jokes at inappropriate times. There was no telling how it would go, especially with you.

Stu’d had his eye on you all this time, and while he had never had trouble making friends, it was different with you.

All he could do was walk around the aisles of the video store, doing his best to look busy as he browsed the video selection.

He had always liked movies, and wasted away plenty of  night watching tapes with his friends but as of late, the movies had little to nothing to do with his frequent visits to the Woodsboro rental, and everything to do with you.

At first, it was innocent.

One night while he and Billy were looking for a couple blockbusters to occupy their time, he noticed you behind the counter where he typically would have found Randy.

It should have ended there, but because Stu was Stu, of course it didn’t.

The next day at school, he had given his strangest friend the third degree about who the hottie in his place was and found out that you were new.

Randy didn’t know too much about you, other than the fact that you chewed gum the entire time you were on the floor and that your favorite movie was Frankenstein. 

It was hardly enough to get to know a person, but it seemed to appease the man enough to end the barrage of questions.

At least for a while.

It wasn’t until he came in six or seven times without his partner in crime that Randy started to get suspicious over just what Stu thought he was doing here. 

After all, he had a girlfriend, a very hot girlfriend, who he could be spending time with instead of stalking you at work.

Not that he actually went out of his way to ask the blonde right away.

While his being there so frequently definitely looked weird, there were plenty of explanations for what Stu could have been doing, and in all honesty, he kind of freaked Randy out.

Besides, if all he wanted to do was look through the VHS tapes, there wasn’t really anything he could do about it. Billy and Stu were both good customers and as long as they kept renting movies, it was all good.

If you just so happened to be there when he came in, that was just how it was.

After all, you worked there so you were bound to be there pretty often. That meant that, coupled with the amount of time Stu and Billy spent there looking for good stuff to watch, you were bound to run into them quite a bit.

There were a lot of regulars.

Woodsboro was a relatively small town and you got familiar with people’s faces, especially those you saw all the time, but that didn’t mean you really knew them. You had begun to recognize Randy’s friends, but they were little more than that to you.

Maybe that was why you seemed to be so oblivious to Stu’s constant attention on you. To you, he was just another customer, one that you were even less familiar with then most of the others because Randy handled all of their business.

You very rarely even interacted with them at all.

Not to mention that you were extra busy tonight with the murders and all that. The residents of this town had taken that terrible act as inspiration to have their own blood-soaked horror movie nights in the comfort of their own homes.

There were so many people here tonight that you weren't even sure you would have had time to notice any individual person at all.

You may not have had time, but Randy certainly did and he’d had enough.

Not only was what Stu was doing inappropriate because he had a girlfriend, but it just made Randy feel kind of weird. You were a really cool person, sometimes Stu would have known if he ever bothered to say hello to you, and you didn’t deserve to be gawked at while you were trying to work.

“You’ve been looking at that for a while, you need help deciding?” Randy asked, less than subtly catching Stu in the middle of his ogling, not that the latter seemed to care in the least. Randy worked with you all the time, surely he saw what Stu saw.

You were hot.

That wasn’t his fault.

All he did was notice.

“Nah man, I’m good” he hummed, even going as far as to wink at Randy, making it painfully obvious that he knew exactly what he knew. There was nothing wrong with checking out a cute girl, and if anything, he assumed that Randy was just jealous.

After all, Stu was sure that he hadn’t made a move on you yet.

“You know Y/N’s a person right? you could just go talk to her” Randy scoffed, snatching the tape from Stu before he could argue.

This whole thing had been going on for too long and it was starting to get ridiculous.

Stu didn’t say anything for a second as he thought over what Randy was proposing. It couldn’t have hurt to actually talk to you, even with as nice as just staring at you for the last hour or so had been.

There was a small chance Billy wouldn’t like it, with the threat it would pose to their long con it would pose, but when the blonde glanced over at his friend to find him chatting up a few girls of his own, he made up his mind.

It wasn’t like talking to you would be the end of the world or something. It was just a conversation and it was like Randy said, you were a person after all.

You had been stacking VHS tapes on the displays around the store for the last few hours, filling in gaps here and there, and by this point, it was like muscle memory. You didn’t really think about it as you put each case on the wall, hardly paying attention to your surroundings.

This was just supposed to be a job to help pass the time and give you a little bit more walking around money, and you didn’t get paid enough to cater to every customer's every need.

That kind of thing was much more up Randy’s alley, who treated this job like the greatest thing to ever happen to him. If someone had a question about a movie, you pointed them in his direction and kept on stacking.

...but that wasn’t always going to work.

Out of nowhere, you heard someone clear their throat behind you, too close to be directed at anyone that wasn’t you.

Naturally, having worked here for a while, you assumed that it was just someone with a question about where to find something and turned around. Helping people find the things they were looking for was literally your only job, after all.

What you could have never expected was Stu Macher, standing there with an almost expectant grin on his face.

“Can I help you find something?” you asked, practically reciting from the script you were given when you were hired here. He was probably looking for some movie full of Jamie Lee flashing her tits, just like every other guy around here was.

Whatever it was he needed though, he needed to get to it.

You had to restock all of these shelves with titles from the back, a task that would surely keep you here until midnight anyway. 

The longer he took to get to the point, the more behind you would be.

Besides, it wasn’t like he needed you specifically for that. He could have just as easily asked Randy for whatever horny horror fest he was searching for.

Not that such a simple idea had struck Stu in all the time he’d been here, doing whatever it was he was doing.

“I’m actually just looking,” he hummed, shrugging in a way that should have sent him back to where he had previously been browsing, if it hadn’t been for the fact that it was a complete and total lie. 

Stu was only here for one reason, and one reason alone.

He had to make a move.

If he didn’t, it was becoming clear that Randy was thinking about it and there was just no way the blonde was going to let that happen.

“You come here often?” he tried after a few seconds, letting himself lean a bit over you, consuming all the space that your height didn’t occupy.

It was quite the line, you had to give him that, not that it was anything other than awkward given his clumsy, goofy delivery and the dopey look on his face.

He wanted to be cool about this whole thing, and to come off mysterious and suave, like Billy always did, but it wasn’t working. Obviously, because as soon as he said it, you laughed.

You actually laughed.

It was hardly the reaction Stu had been expecting from you, or any guy could have expected under the circumstances, but he assumed it was better than you just shutting him down right off the bat.

At least if you were laughing, you weren’t walking away.

“What?” he laughed, an almost unsettled edge to his desperate attempt to salvage any part of this interaction. Given all the time that he’d had to prepare for what exactly it was he was going to say to you, it should have been much better than that.

...but you had to give him some credit.

As awkward as this was, he put himself out there in a way that took a lot of courage, courage that most guys around here didn’t have. Normally, they would just make some crude attempt at sexualizing you then call you fat when you rejected it.

Stu was already vastly ahead of the douchebags you were used to.

“Nothing, that's just much more of a line than I was expecting, Randy put you up to it?” you questioned, catching sight of the way the male in question was gawking over at the two of you, not even bothering to pretend he wasn’t snooping.

It wouldn’t have surprised you if he set it all up to be funny, but Stu didn’t seem to find the same understanding. In fact, he was almost insulted by the idea of what you were suggesting. Like he couldn't just hit on a pretty girl without a reason?

He’d done it plenty of times before without cause.

“Nah, I just wanted to get to know you a little better” he shrugged, continuing to talk even as you leaned down to gather a few of the movies from the storage boxes, headed to the rom com section to stock them on the shelves.

It was sweet, in a strange way.

He was really weird, you couldn’t act like he wasn’t, but there was also something about him that was almost endearing.

“Well, I’m a captive audience until six so ask away” you allowed, a small smile on your face as you tried to focus on doing your job while also maintaining a conversation with the man in front of you. You were trying really hard to keep it as professional as possible, but it wasn’t exactly easy.

After all, he was laying it on pretty thick, making it overly clear just how interested in you he was even though he was trying to convey an air of casualness.

“Okay, what’s your favorite movie?” came Stu’s voice again, accompanied by the tapping of his fingers on the shelf.

You thought over his question for a second or so, doing your best to figure out what he wanted you to say before you decided to just go with it. Talking to Stu wasn’t the worst thing you would have to do today, and based on how it was going, it might actually help pass the time.

At least he was entertaining.

“It depends on what genre you’re looking at, I guess. I like all kinds of stuff” you decided, standing up briefly to find him leaning over the shelf separating the two of you, his face in his hand.

If nothing else, he certainly seemed to be pretty enthralled with this conversation.

It was something you didn’t get super often, and it would be a lie to say that it didn’t feel nice to have someone so interested in every single word that fell from your lips.

It was no wonder he was so popular.

“I’ve always been a horror guy myself. Like any of those?” he asked, tapping his fingers gingerly on the shelf as he spoke, syncing up his words rather nicely as he grinned at you. He was hoping, not so secretly, that you did.

As much as he was clearly attracted to you, his obsession with gore was a big part of Stu’s life and he didn’t want to miss out on it in any way.

It would just be a huge bonus if you liked watching them with him, so that you could watch them together for date nights and stuff.

It would be a good time, not to mention the fact that he and Billy only ever really did that.

“Yeah, I do. That’s actually why I started working here” you informed, thinking about just how quickly you had applied for this job once you found out they were hiring. Of all the places you could work in this town, it just felt like the place.

It was perfect.

“That’s great, I was hoping you'd say that” Stu allowed, smiling at you as he thought about it. All in all, this was going a lot better than he could have ever assumed and now that he knew he could check the horror block with you too, he was thrilled.

You couldn't have been more perfect for him.

“Maybe we could watch some sometime, at my folks place?” he offered, a twinkle in his eye as he finally got to the point that he’d been waiting for all this time.

The two of you had never really had a conversation alone before now, because his friends were always tagging along. However, it wasn’t as if he’d made too bad a first impression, as strange as he was.

You were kind of lost as to what could have brought this on so suddenly but watching a movie or two at his house couldn’t have been the end of the world.

He was harmless, and besides, it could have been fun to get to know him better.

You stopped, straightening up to look him in the face, that same sly grin there that he hadn’t been able to wipe off his face in this entire time.

“Yeah, we can do that. You can just get my number from Randy and call sometime” you smiled, turning back away to finish up the last of the box from the back. The sooner you finished this up, the sooner you could start cleaning up from the rush.

For you, it was a simple enough suggestion. Randy and the rest of your coworkers all had your telephone number and seeing as they were pretty close, it would just be easier for him to get it there. 

If your manager found out you were flirting on the job, you would never hear the end of it.

Though, for Stu, it was far less innocent. He had only really just interacted with you in this new way but now that he had, he wasn’t exactly a huge fan of Randy already having your number.

Especially not knowing how much the male in question likes you.

“Cool, cool, I’ll talk to you later then” Stu nodded, turning around to find Randy still watching intently. He seemed to really think that he had a shot but now that Stu had made up his mind, there was no way he was ever going to let that happen.

You were too good for him to just let you go so easily.

[cozycornerwritings]

7 Minutes of Spin the Bottle

Sure you were definitely an upcoming hero, but what you didn’t expect was to be invited to a Pro hero party. You could have your quirk to thank, a quirk of luck.

No matter how lucky you are, your quirk cannot save you from your own self inflicted stupid problems. Today you had argued with EaserHead himself, in front of his own class that he invited you to. To be fair you did have an amazing point, at least you thought you did. So much so that you left the classroom in shock in awe as you walked out.

After the horrible day you’ve had you definitely are looking forward to the little slice of heaven tonight, in fact the angel himself, Hawks, would be there. Your thirst has no bounds, therefore you accepted FatGums invitation without hesitation. Although EraserHead would be there, if your quirk could save you from murderous villains it can certainly save you from an awkward conversation.

......

Thiccgum: you pulling up soon y/n?

🍀: yee, I’m at the door come get me

You found yourself at someone’s apartment. Whose you may ask? You had absolutely no idea. You knock lightly and the door opens up to one of your favorite people.

“Taishiro, hug hug.” You open your arms up to the giant man and FatGum happily picks you up into a monster embrace.

“I hope you are ready y/n, the food at these pro hero parties are the bomb.” FatGum squeezes you lightly and sets you back onto the floor. You lean to look past him and scope out who has decided to attend. Hmm Present Mic, Mt. Lady, Hound Dog, Ryukyu,... Aizawa.., annnnd hello Hawks.

You walk over to the couch where most people have congregated, avoiding even looking in the direction of Eraser Head, and sit on the arm. FatGum follows and sits at your feet like a big puppy.

Hawks is the first to speak up, “so Fat, tell me about your ~special~ friend.” He speaks with a playful gaze pointing in your direction.

FatGum taps your knee with his huge hand and with a blush he awkwardly speaks, “this is y/n. They are an upcoming hero and um.. super cool so I thought they should come.” Everyone in the room stares at the two of you and you’ve never seen Taishiro look so embarrassed. “They’re quirk i-is getting lucky.”

Hawks smirks with an almost devilish look, “getting lucky huh? I’d love to see it first hand.” You blush as everyone but Aizawa let’s out a laugh.

Mt. Lady comes and sits beside you with a wink, “y/n, looks like you’re gonna have fun tonight.” Despite the burning feeling of Aizawa glaring at you, you chuckle.

Present mic stands up dramatically and sets an empty bottle on the table “Aaaare yooou ready?!” Everyone notices your puzzled face, but only Mt. Lady helps to fill you in as many people refill their drinks, “You see, we planned to play a round of spin the bottle mixed with 7 minutes in heaven. I suggested we call it Seven minutes of spin the bottle, but Hounddog said that was stupid. “

Surprised, you look over at FatGum, who even sitting is still level with you on the couch. He appears to be intensely focused on the blank wall across the room, avoiding your gaze.

Well, this couldn’t be anymore perfect, everyone in this room is smoking hot, and it’s almost as if your quirk was made to help you suck face with hotties. You decide then and there that although Hawks is what you’re going to go for, any one but Eraser Head will be more than fine. The last thing you want is to be forced into a closet with Aizawa, he would probably just look at you with that pissed off expression and make you feel bad about yourself.

People begin taking their seats and Present Mic speaks up to you, “ I heard you pissed off Eraser! Congrats! We have all done it. At this point it’s a right of passage.”

Everyone but the ice king himself look over at you with a look of ‘tell us more’. You chuckle and take a sip of FatGums drink.

Aizawa’s voice cuts through the suspense and his pissed off expression tells it all, “y/n here argued with me about how the school is essentially using child labor. They insisted to my students that young hero’s shouldn’t be expected to sacrifice their lives for others and that young hero training culture is toxic.”

Man time to really focus on this drink.

Hawks almost looks.. impressed? Happy? Everyone else in the room just lets out an awkward chuckle at the horrible turn that the conversation had taken.

“Let’s Driiink and play.” Mic THANK GOSH breaks the silence. “Don��t forget everyone quirks allowed!”

You hear Mt. Lady mumble a complaint about how most people’s quirks couldn’t help at all here, especially hers.

“New hero first!” Hound declares, and hands the empty wine bottle to you.

You smile and set the bottle on the table, this night is going to be GREAT. Anyone but eraser head, there is no way that your luck could fail. After all, it was your power.

What you didn’t account for was Aizawa using his erasing quirk on you.

You watch in horror as the bottle slows to a stop, pointing at none other than the one person you wanted to avoid.

The room is silent. Aizawa simply stares at you, expression challenging and unchanging. Hawks let’s out a small cough and FatGum takes a sip from his drink.

Mt. Lady decides to go with it and ushers you two into the closet. “Seven minutes!! Good luck!!” You hear her mumble one last thing as you get shoved in, “God rest your soul y/n”

The door shuts behind you and you stand in the dark closet with him, wishing for someone to take care of your cat after you are gone.

“So.....” you try to talk your way out, “we can just not do this.”

You feel him grab your arm roughly with one hand, the other grabs your chin and forces you to look up at him. His voice rumbles lowly, “Are you going to apologize willingly or am I going to make you.”

Your face flushes and your breath catches. You struggle against him a little and feel his grip on you tighten. Through gritted teeth you respond to his enticing challenge, “make me.”

Roughly Aizawa slams you against the side of the closet, his lips meeting yours in a crash. Quickly his tongue finds its way into your mouth as his hand travels from your chin to your throat. You feel the grip against your throat tighten as he deepens the kiss, slipping the other hand to your back.

He pulls back from the kiss, leaving a string of spit connecting the two of you. “Don’t challenge me y/n, you will lose.” You try to catch your breath from the kiss but with your heart pounding so hard, you can’t form words.

Using the thumb of the hand gripping your neck, he forces you to look up at his face. You feel his fingers lightly graze your spine, and a shiver runs down your back. His hand grips your butt and he pushes his body against you, further forcing you against the wall.

“Open your mouth.” Aizawa orders. You part your lips as you look into his eyes. He looms his mouth over yours. Locking eyes with you, he spits into your mouth. Using his hand, he shuts your mouth and grabs your chin again.

“Good girl, now swallow it.” Utterly surprised, you follow his orders, a dumbfounded look on your face. Aizawa tilts your head up, his lips meeting your neck. The hand on your butt slides down to your thigh, roughly forcing it up and onto his hip.

He presses his entire weight against you and a moan nearly escapes your lips. His teeth bite onto a sensitive part of your neck, causing you to squirm against him, further turning you on. You shutter as he sucks on the place he bit, making a dark hickey appear on your neck along with a near perfect imprint of his teeth.

“Apologize before I do that to your nipple” Aizawa almost growls against your neck. You try to moan out an apology, but you watch as his head quickly moves down to your chest before you can answer. His grip on your neck forcing you to stand straight.

With horny panic you put your hands into his hair, gripping his black locks tightly and pulling his head back.

You gasp and sputter, “I I am s-sorry.”

You look down at him as a devilish look crosses his face, “I don’t think I heard you properly.” He opens his mouth and pulls his head forward toward your chest.

“I-I” your words get cut off by your moan as he bites down on your sensitive nipple. You scream out in a mix of pleasure and pain, apologies pouring out of your mouth between gasps.

Mt. Lady coughs awkwardly, standing in the doorway. “Um guys time is up.”

Aizawa let’s out a huff, obviously not wanting to stop the fun so soon. He steps back from you and you nearly collapse on your weak knees. You watch as he walks out of the closet.

Embarrassed you look over at Mt. Lady and she smiles at you. “Don’t worry I doubt anyone heard you getting it on.” You take a small breath of relief. “But that hickey is .Hard. To miss.

[bechloeislegit]

25 Days of BeChloe Christmases - 2019

DAY 1 - SHE'S ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS

Prompt from Fanfiction User Electronis Zappa: How about, during the first movie Beca is gay and really likes Chloe, but for whatever reason, she thinks she's in a seriously committed with Aubrey so Beca decides to maybe pursue something with Stacie (full prompt noted at end of story).

Beca was early for the Bellas rehearsal for the first time since becoming a Bella. She walked in to see Jessica setting up a Menorah.

"Why are you putting up a Menorah?" Beca asked. "Oh, are you Jewish?"

"I'm not; Ashley is," Jessica replied. "We've all been talking about Christmas since Thanksgiving, and since Ashley is Jewish, I wanted to make her feel included by celebrating her holiday the way we celebrate Christmas. Today is the first day of Hanukkah."

"Wow," Beca said. "That's really sweet of you. What can I do to help?"

"Nothing really," Jessica said. "Maybe just don't laugh when Amy makes a joke about it?"

"I would never do that," Beca said. "My stepmom is Jewish and I'm actually going over to my dad's tonight for the first night's lighting of the Menorah. I hope Aubrey doesn't make a big deal out of it when I ask to leave early. I have to be there before sunset."

The rest of the Bellas strolled in. Ashley stopped short when she saw the Menorah sitting on top of the piano.

"What's this?" Ashley asked as she made her way to the piano.

The rest of the Bellas followed Ashley and stood looking at the Menorah.

"I know you're Jewish," Jessica said. "And I wanted to help you celebrate Hanukkah by lighting the Menorah every day with you. I thought maybe we all could."

"Aw, Jess," Ashley said and hugged the girl. "That's so sweet of you."

"Um, so, can we light the Menorah now?" Amy asked.

"Actually, there is a process for lighting the Menorah," Ashley said. "We have to wait until almost sunset. We also have to place the Menorah in a certain place in the home. There is also a prayer that we say for each day we light the Menorah."

"Wow, that sounds complicated," Fat Amy said.

"It's no more complicated than a mass for Catholics or other Christian services," Beca said. "You get used to it when you grow up with it." The girls all looked at Beca with wide eyes. "What? My mom is Catholic and my stepmom is Jewish; I've learned a few things."

The girls went back to talking about the Menorah. Beca stepped away from the group and sent off a quick text. She smiled when she got an almost immediate response.

"Hey, Ashley?" Beca called out.

"Yes?" Ashley said.

"I was wondering if you would like to come with me to my dad's for the lighting of the Menorah?" Beca asked. "Sheila said she'd love to have you."

"That's so sweet, Beca," Ashley said. "I'd love to come if Jessica could come, too."

"Let me check," Beca said. She smiled when she turned back to Ashley. "She's more than welcome. And, Sheila invited all the Bellas to come and celebrate with them if they wanted to. She said there is plenty of food. And, before you answer, Hanukkah lasts for eight nights and you are welcome to attend all eight nights with us."

"So, we're all invited to come all eight nights if we want?" Chloe asked. Beca nodded and Chloe said, "I'd like to join you. It will be interesting to learn about the Jewish faith."

"Chloe's right," Aubrey said with a smile. "I'd like to join you as well."

The other girls agreed and they came up with a time to meet each night. Beca texted her stepmom to let her know they'd all be there starting tonight.

"Okay, girls," Aubrey said, clapping her hands to get their attention. "We have to cut practice short tonight so everyone into position."

~ Day 1 of 2019's 25 Days of BeChloe Christmases~

Beca found herself staring at Chloe again during rehearsal. She couldn't help it. Chloe was the prettiest girl she had ever seen and she had a serious crush on her. She had finally worked up the nerve to see if Chloe would be interested in going out with her and she was going to ask her today. She knew Chloe was fluid in her sexuality so she wouldn't embarrass herself by asking out someone who was straight; she's made that mistake before.

Aubrey ended rehearsal early and she and Chloe began cleaning the rehearsal space. Beca followed the girls out of the Auditorium so they could wait for their Captains and walk together to Beca's dad's house. Beca realized she had left her jacket and went back into the Auditorium to get it. Chloe and Aubrey were almost done and she was going to call out to them when she saw Chloe run up to Aubrey and grab her in a hug. Aubrey laughed and pulled back from her. They were talking quietly to each other. To Beca, they were staring at each other as if they were the only two people in the world.

Beca's eyes widened in surprise when Chloe gently reached up and brushed a lock of Aubrey's hair off her face and tucked it behind her ear. It was a very intimate gesture and Beca felt as if she were intruding on a private moment between the couple. Beca sighed and hurried out the door so they couldn't see her.

Later that night, the Bellas were laughing and talking as they walked back to campus from Beca's dad's house. Beca walked alone near the back as she watched Chloe and Aubrey walking together. They had their arms hooked together and Chloe had her head on Aubrey's shoulder as they walked.

Beca was lost in her thoughts about Chloe and Aubrey that she didn't notice when some of the girls started turning off toward the dorms.

"Whoa, Beca," Stacie said, grabbing Beca by the arms to keep her from continuing. "The dorms are this way. Although, I wouldn't mind following those two hotties back to their place." Stacie gave Beca a sexy wink and smiled.

"Oh," Beca said, looking around. "Sorry about that. I guess I got lost in my thoughts."

"What's on your mind, hot stuff?" Stacie asked as she slowed her step to walk with Beca.

~ Day 1 of 2019's 25 Days of BeChloe Christmases~

Chloe and Aubrey were heading toward their shared apartment when Chloe realized all the girls had turned off to their dorms and they were alone.

"Darn," Chloe said, looking disappointed as she stopped to look around. "I wanted to thank Beca for inviting us tonight and to say goodnight."

"I don't understand what you see in her," Aubrey said as they started walking again.

"There are so many layers to her," Chloe said. "Plus, she's gorgeous and oh so hot."

"You like her because of her looks?" Aubrey asked. "That's a bit shallow don't you think?"

"I'm not talking about just her looks," Chloe said. "Although I do think she's gorgeous and hot. It's about how sweet she is. She asked Sheila if Ashley could come for the Menorah lighting and invited the rest of us to share it. We've become good friends in the past couple of months so I know we have a lot in common. I really like her and want to ask her out. And, she's gay so I know I would have a shot."

"So, ask her out," Aubrey said. "She seems to like you as more than a friend."

"I'm afraid," Chloe said. "She had a bad breakup before coming to Barden. I don't want to push her into something she's not ready for. Maybe I'll just give her some hints that I want more and let her make the first move."

"Do you think that will work?" Aubrey asked. "She seems a bit oblivious most of the time."

"I do think it will work," Chloe said. "It may take a few tries, but I have a good feeling about this."

~ Day 1 of 2019's 25 Days of BeChloe Christmases~

"I'm a bit bummed," Beca told Stacie. "I mean, I really like Chloe and today I decided was the day I was going to ask her out."

"Did she say no?" Stacie asked.

"I didn't ask," Beca said sadly.

"Why not?" Stacie asked. "I'm sure she'd go out with you. I've seen the way she smiles when she looks at you. It's obvious she likes you."

"That's because we're friends," Beca said. "And after the way I saw her act with Aubrey earlier, she's already taken."

"Excuse me?" Stacie asked, her eyebrows raised. "You think Aubrey and Chloe are-?"

"Yeah," Beca said. "When I went back in to get my jacket from the Auditorium, they were staring at each other as if they were the only two people in the world. And then, Chloe brushed a piece of hair off Aubrey's face and tucked it behind her ear. Way too intimate to be just a friendly thing."

"I'm sure it's nothing," Stacie said, chewing her lip. "Chloe is a touchy-feely person. She and Aubrey are good friends and have known each other for years. I'm sure it didn't mean anything."

"Chloe's my friend, too," Beca said. "She's never acted like that around me. Although, I am glad she hasn't; I'd have embarrassed myself by asking her out, thinking she was into me and she's really into Aubrey."

Stacie doesn't respond as she and Beca entered their dorm building.

"Hey, Stacie," Beca said as they waited for the elevator. "I want to get back into dating, and I hope this doesn't weird you out, but would you maybe want to go out sometime? You know on a date? With me?"

"Kind of a dude move to ask a girl out when you were just talking bout asking someone else out," Stacie teased.

"I'm sorry," Beca said. "I do like Chloe, but she's not available. I also like you. You're pretty, for sure, but I'm also comfortable with you. I just thought it might be fun to go out with you. I mean, if you want to."

"I'm sorry, Beca," Stacie said. "But, I'm dating someone and it's getting serious. I'm flattered that you asked though. And, don't worry, a hottie like you won't be single for long."

"I guess," Beca said. "I haven't really felt much like dating until recently. Well, until meeting Chloe and you. It would be nice to be able to be with someone in a romantic way. My girlfriend broke up with me just as I was heading to the airport to come here. It sucked."

"I'm sorry, Beca," Stacie said and pulled Beca into a hug. "For what it's worth, it's her loss."

~ Day 1 of 2019's 25 Days of BeChloe Christmases~

The next morning, Stacie went to see Aubrey and Chloe.

"Hey, Stacie," Aubrey said as she answered the door. "Come on in."

"Is there something you want to tell me?" Stacie asked playfully. "About you and Chloe?"

"What about me?" Chloe asked as she entered the living room.

"I had an interesting conversation with Beca last night," Stacie said as they all sat down.

"About me and Chloe?" Aubrey asked.

"Sort of," Stacie responded. "She looked a little down when we were walking back to campus last night, so decided to walk with her to see if she was okay."

"Is she okay?" Chloe asked, concern written on her face.

"Well, she thinks you and Brey are a thing," Stacie said. "And she asked me out."

"What?" Chloe all but screamed as she jumped up. "She asked you out? I've been wanting her to ask her me out for weeks and she's into you?"

"Calm down, Chloe," Stacie said with a laugh. "Although I am a bit intrigued that her asking me out is what you focused on."

Chloe blushed and sat back down.

"Why would she think Chloe and I were a thing?" Aubrey asked.

"She saw Chloe push a lock of hair off your face and tuck it behind your ear," Stacie said. "She said it looked very intimate."

"What?" Chloe asked, clearly stunned at hearing this. "That's not... It wasn't... Stacie, there's nothing going on between me and Brey. I swear!"

"Chlo, I don't think Stacie believes there is," Aubrey said with a chuckle. "I think she's letting you know that Beca likes you but thinks you're in a relationship. With me of all people."

"She's right, Chloe," Stacie said. "I think you need to let her know you like her."

"Stacie's right," Aubrey said. "You just said you were going to drop hints to get her to ask you out. Now that you know she likes you, just ask her out."

"I don't want to scare her off," Chloe said with a sigh. "But, I have to admit, she's all I want for Christmas."

~ Day 1 of 2019's 25 Days of BeChloe Christmases~

For the next seven nights, the Bellas went to the Mitchells for the lighting of the Menorah. Ashley even helped them prepare some traditional dishes so the Mitchells didn't have to feed all of them every night.

Chloe made sure to walk with Beca more as they went to and from Beca's dad's house. She would link their arms as they walked. Beca always looked a bit uncomfortable and kept looking to see how Aubrey was reacting to what Chloe was doing.

Beca didn't know what to think when she saw Aubrey smile at her when she looked back. Aubrey didn't seem to care that Chloe was so touchy-feely with her.

On the last night, as Beca and Stacie split off from the group to head to their dorm, Chloe bid Beca a goodnight and kissed her on the cheek. Beca stood there as Chloe hurried to catch up to Aubrey.

"Way to go, Beca," Stacie said, hiding her smile. "Looks like someone might like you."

"I don't get it," Beca said, still looking after Chloe. "I mean, Aubrey was right there and didn't seem to care."

"Maybe because they are not together," Stacie said as she grabbed Beca's arm and started walking toward their dorm.

"Maybe," Beca muttered, still not convinced.

Stacie and Beca went to their rooms once they got to their dorm building. Stacie pulled out her phone and called Aubrey.

"Hey," Aubrey said as she answered.

"So, Beca and I talked again on our walk back to the dorm," Stacie said.

"Did she say anything about Chloe?"

"She still thinks you two are together. And, she thinks it's weird that you don't care about Chloe's flirting with her."

"Oh, my God," Aubrey said. "That girl is more oblivious than we thought."

"Are you talking to Stacie?" Stacie heard Chloe ask.

"Yeah," Aubrey said. "She was just telling me how Beca still thinks we're together, and thinks it's weird that you are borderline cheating on me and I don't care."

Chloe let out a heavy sigh. "I need to do something else to get Beca to notice that I'm single."

"Tell Chloe I may have an idea," Stacie told Aubrey.

"I'm putting you on speaker," Aubrey said and did. "Go ahead, Stacie."

"Chloe, I have an idea," Stacie said.

"I'm listening," Chloe responded.

"The Bellas Christmas party is next week," Stacie said.

While Stacie filled Aubrey and Chloe in on the plan, Beca was laying on her bed more confused than ever. She found herself liking Chloe more and more every day, but couldn't bring herself to ask Chloe out while she was in a relationship with Aubrey.

Plus, Beca was upset that Chloe would so blatantly flirt with her in front of Aubrey. Was it some sort of game they played to make their sex life more interesting? Did Chloe get all hot and bothered while flirting and then she and Aubrey went home to...no, ew, ew, ew. Get out of my head.

Beca sat up on her bed to try and shake thoughts of Aubrey and Chloe together out of her head.

"Ugh," Beca moaned and flopped back on her bed.

~ Day 1 of 2019's 25 Days of BeChloe Christmases~

It was the day of the Bellas Christmas Party and Chloe had recruited several of the girls to help set up the rehearsal space. They decorated the room the day after Thanksgiving and there were several gifts under the tree.

Chloe and Stacie were adding the table cloths to the tables that CR and Amy had set up around the room.

"Are you ready for your Christmas wish to come true today?" Stacie asked Chloe.

"I hope your idea works," Chloe said, furrowing her brow. "I haven't gotten anywhere with Beca."

"Don't worry," Stacie assured Chloe. "If it fails, then you just grab her and kiss her. That she can't ignore."

"I don't want to scare her off," Chloe said with a laugh.

"Here's the cake!" Beca yelled out as she entered the room.

"Put it here, Becs," Chloe said, pointing to the table she assigned for desserts.

"The place looks really nice," Beca said as she joined Chloe at the table.

"Thanks," Chloe said with a big smile. "Everyone should be coming in soon."

"I'll make the punch," Amy called out as she started pulling bottles of liquor out of a bag.

"Let's keep it tame, Amy," Chloe said.

"So, Beca," Stacie said. "What did you ask Santa for this Christmas?"

Stacie put her arm around Beca's shoulders and pulled her into a hug. "I bet I know," Stacie whispered, looking over at Chloe.

Beca blushed and pushed a laughing Stacie off of her.

The rest of the Bellas arrived with various finger foods, snacks, and desserts. Everyone was having a good time as the Christmas music played in the background.

Beca jumped when Stacie suddenly kissed her on the cheek.

"What the hell was that for?" Beca asked, rubbing her cheek.

Stacie pointed up and Beca looked only to sigh when she saw Stacie holding a sprig of mistletoe.

"Mistletoe," Stacie said with a smile. "You get a kiss when the mistletoe is over your head."

Beca shook her head when Stacie kissed Chloe's cheek as well. She then skipped around to each of the Bellas and kissed their cheeks as well.

"She's something else," Beca told Chloe.

"Yes, she is," Chloe said with a laugh.

Beca took a sip of her drink and nearly spit it out when Stacie stopped in front of Aubrey. Only this time, Stacie snaked an arm around Aubrey's neck and pulled her into a hot liplock.

"Oh, my God!" Beca muttered, causing Chloe to follow Beca's eye line.

Chloe squealed and clapped her hands.

"What the hell?" Beca asked, confused. "Aren't you upset that Stacie is kissing Aubrey like that?"

"I don't care if Aubrey kisses her girlfriend," Chloe said with a shrug. "I'm just glad they're finally being open with you girls about it."

"What?" Beca asked, even more confused. "You and Aubrey aren't? I thought you two were dating."

"Nope," Chloe said. "I've got my eye on another Bella."

"Oh," Beca said.

The rest of the Bellas stood gaping at Stacie and Aubrey until Stacie finally pulled back from the kiss.

"You two are together?" Amy asked, pointing between Stacie and Aubrey.

"Yep," Stacie said.

Chloe smiled and walked over to Stacie and Aubrey. "I'm so glad I don't have to keep this a secret anymore."

"You knew about this?" CR asked.

"Aubrey's my best friend," Chloe said. "Of course, I knew."

"Wow," Jessica said. "You guys were really good at hiding it."

"We, well, I didn't want us to be a distraction to anyone," Aubrey said. "But, we decided we wanted to share our happiness with our Bella sisters."

"I'm happy for you," Beca said.

The rest of the girls gave their congratulations and the party resumed. Chloe whispered something to Stacie and then walked over to Beca.

"So, um, you're interested in one of the Bellas?" Beca asked Chloe, shifting from foot to foot. "Are we going to see you kiss the one you like to let us know who you're with?"

"I'm not with them," Chloe said. "Not yet, anyway."

"Oh," Beca said, looking down at the floor, muttering. "Um, good luck with that."

Beca looked up to see Chloe smile as she looked over the top of her head. Beca turned to Chloe to say something when Chloe suddenly grabbed her by her shirt and pulled her into a kiss.

Beca blinked a couple of times in surprise until her brain caught up to what was happening and she started kissing Chloe back.

Beca jumped back from the kiss when she heard Stacie whisper, "I told you she liked you."

Beca blushed and watched as Stacie skipped away waving a sprig of mistletoe. Beca slowly turned back to face Chloe.

"Oh," Beca said again. "You kissed me because of the mistletoe."

"I kissed you because I like you, Beca," Chloe said, grabbing her wrists and pulling her closer. "I really, really like you and I've been trying to get you to notice me since the day at the Activities Fair."

"Really?" Beca asked.

"Yes," Chloe said. "Do you honestly think I barge into everyone's shower to hear them sing?"

"I, um, I don't know," Beca said. "Maybe?"

"I don't," Chloe said, slapping at Beca's arm. "It was only you. I think you're special and I want you to go on a date with me. Would you like that?"

A big smile came to Beca's face. "I'd love to go on a date with you."

Chloe squealed and pulled Beca into another kiss. The Bellas started cheering and clapping.

"Oy, is everyone here in a lesbian relationship?" Fat Amy asked, throwing up her hands.

CR looked over at Denise and smiled. Ashley looked at Jessica and winked. Lily looked at Amy and Amy's eyes widened.

"Sorry, Lily," Amy said, putting her hands up and backing away. "I'm not into the lady lovin'."

Lily and the girls all laughed and went back to partying.

"Merry Christmas, Beca," Chloe said.

"Merry Christmas, Chloe," Beca said and pulled Chloe into a kiss.

Stacie and Aubrey were smiling as they watched the new couple.

"Mistletoe works every time," Stacie said, holding it over her head.

Aubrey laughed and pulled Stacie into a kiss.

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Full prompt from ElectronisZappa: "How about, during the first movie, Beca is gay and really likes Chloe, but for whatever reason she thinks she's in a seriously committed with Aubrey so Beca decides to maybe pursue something with Stacie not realizing that she's the one who Aubrey is dating, and then Aubrey, Stacie, and Chloe conspire to help get Chloe and Beca together at the Bella Christmas party. If it's too complex and/or silly, let me know and I'll try to come up with something else."

"*Maybe as a subplot, Jessica is the only one that knows Ashley is Jewish and works to make her feel included?"

(A/N: This is set during the first PP movie and Hanukkah 2012 was Dec 8-15)

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Beauty is Cheap

Length: 1433 words. ~5 minutes reading time.

I know what men really want, and let me tell you, beauty isn’t it. Beauty is an extra, a condiment; it’s not the main meal. Sex is. It’s all about sex, and how well you can please cocks, which opens all sorts of possibilities for girls who are insecure about their looks.

Consider this. What good is a girl with a smoking hot body — a true 11 out of 10 — if she won’t suck cock? Those bitches exist, you know.

Men don’t want women who can please their eyes. Men want women who can please their cocks. A 7 who sucks cock is better than an 11 who doesn’t. And a 3 who makes sex easy and can make him cum so hard he sees stars — he’ll fucking fall in love with that girl. He’ll cheat on hotter girls just to be with her.

What I’m saying, girls, is that what really matters in a woman is what’s inside… their holes. Cocks are what matter, cocks and how well you can please them. I can confidently tell you that if a woman is sufficiently submissive, she’ll hook me even if she’s ugly, fat, covered in scars, and a single mother.

That’s not a hypothesis — I have two girls like that in my roster right now, and they both please my Dom side in a way that few subs have managed before. One of them even gets off on being called all the adjectives listed above, which is nice. They both did what every slut should dedicate their lives to doing — they mastered the art of pleasing cock and debasing themselves for male pleasure.

For men, that’s what matters the most in a girl — the sexual pleasure they provide. The reason why most men won’t tell you that is that most of them have never really had a woman dedicate herself fully to pleasing them. Men are used to having to lie, steal, and beg to get OK sex which they think is great because they know nothing else.

Not all men are Alphas like me — sex is scarce for many of them. If you are one of the rare souls who can actually ask to be fucked, you can easily become a guy’s favorite slut. And if you master the art of getting men hard and getting them off in epic fashion, men will damn well fall in love with you, even if they are lowkey embarrassed to post photos with you on Facebook.

And isn’t that a great goal to aim for? Make it your goal to become so sexually pleasing that the men around you would rather be embarrassed than stop fucking you. Attain hotness that runs beneath your skin. Get men to cheat on girls much hotter than you just because when you make them cum they fucking see stars; get them to ditch their friends and the nightclub so they can stay home pumping you full of cum.

You may see hot girls walking around and feel jealous of them. Life for them is so easy! All they need is a little cleavage and men are all over them. And fair enough. Attraction is step 1 in any sexual encounter, and hot girls are natural cock magnets. But what about steps 2 through 10 of that process? What about what happens in bed? Do you think those hotties will spend hours practicing to deep throat cock, learning how to contract their Kegel muscles, and studying all the best ways to edge a man with their tongues?

No. They’ll date cute losers with money and complain to their friends that all the men they meet blow their loads in 3 minutes. They’ll be assaulted by hot men so much they’ll get an inflated sense of self, which will make it very hard for them to enjoy the pleasures of being truly submissive to men. Then they’ll meet that one asshole who makes them feel like a real woman and fall madly in love with them. That’s the life story of 8 out of 10 hot women, especially in their teens and their 20s.

Of course, not all girls follow that standard. Life isn’t a video game; there is no fairness, no game balance. Some lucky whores really do have everything in life — they are incredibly beautiful and have incredible sex with an incredible Alpha who fulfills then completely. Girls like that do exist. But assuming that every hot girl lives that way is like assuming every guy driving a nice car is Jeff Bezos. People who have it that great are rare, and they all worked for it.

But back to you, my insecure reader. There is a path to female sexual success without traditional beauty. Work on your moves, get more social and start making it easy for men to date you — walk up to cute guys and give them a piece of paper with your phone number if you have to. What’s stopping you? How much courage does that really require?

Here are the four steps for success.

First, you get guys on dates — figure out the best way to do that, the phone number idea isn’t bad. Just write “I’m shy, but please text me later :)” with your phone number underneath. Do it to dozens of guys every week to stack the odds in your favor.

Second, while on dates, either get the guy to bed or let them take you to bed.

Third, in bed, blow their fucking mind and work your hardest to be the best little slut he ever had. Ask if you can call him “Sir”, get on your knees without him asking, be proactive. The more men you get to bed the better you’ll be at fucking them.

Fourth, after that first fuck, get to know him. By then you’ll have so much value in his eyes that all the great guys will be all over you.

You’ll have a lot of horrible sexual experiences, but you’ll have a lot of unforgettable ones too. And with experience, you’ll get better at filtering the creeps during the first date. 

Follow this process and, if you can get one cock a month, you will have 12 cocks a year. About half of them will want to fuck you more than once, and once you kick out the bastards, it should still leave you with two good fuck buddies at the end of a year. That’s great cock just one phone call away, year-round for as long as they are single — and maybe even past that. What else do you need to be sexually happy?

In the long term, this systematic hunt for cock will get guys wanting to be your forever partner — begging you to date and even marry them. Guys who will be blown away by your skill and experience that — should you choose one of them — they won’t believe how lucky they are that they get to live with you and have you please their cocks every day. Tell me that idea doesn’t make you smile.

Get a system. That’s the key. Hot girls just bumble around hoping some player will take them to bed, they don’t put in the work; they don’t put in the hours. Get a system like this going and start dedicating six hours a week just to getting sex partners. Within a year you’ll be texting a lot more guys than any popular girl, and you’ll be so confident you won’t even recognize yourself anymore. You won’t have to lose a pound — although dressing cute might be a good idea.

There is no success without work. Not in this life. You know the smoking hot Instagram stars who seem to just get paid to shake their ass around? Watch closely. They have entire marketing companies around them, they make strategic collaborations with other stars, they have an upload schedule and a shoot schedule and a gym schedule to keep their money-maker in order. And they live their lives watching over their shoulder for anything that could damage their reputation. Just being cute gets you likes on Facebook and a bunch of dick pics — making money off beauty takes work. Getting great cock takes work.

Stop bemoaning your beauty and get to work. There are cocks out there that need pleasing, are you going to let all those loads go to waste?

Here’s some further reading on how to pick-up men IRL.

https://www.bustle.com/articles/157588-7-tips-for-picking-up-guys-irl.

— Original essay by King Hoid. April 25, 2020.

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Tricks to try for my hottie legs

with courtesy from a hot personal trainer

I want to get long lean legs (in spite of my height)  that resemble closely like 2 sausages placed together!!!!!!

Ever since that my eyes open their consciousness of what is beautiful, I have since and always define beauty with the possession of a pair of long and lean legs!

( kinda of like those on top)

So my exercises of squats and lunges and running are no help at ALL!!!!

The excerpts of the article was like a timely arrival as a tonne of search results rushed up my screen when I hit the enter button. ( So quit yakking already~!)

Why haven't I gotten the results I want!?

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The truth is, not everyone responds to training in the same way. Our genetics determine the types of muscle fibers we have, it determines our ratio of testosterone to estrogen and where we store body fat.

And it also determines our body type.

 TO GET SKINNY LEGS IN 3 STEPS:

DO MORE EFFECTIVE CARDIO – Low to moderate intensity cardio such as fasted walking is the key to getting slim legs.

DO THE CORRECT RESISTANCE TRAINING FOR YOUR BODY TYPE – 

EAT THE CORRECT DIET FOR YOUR BODY TYPE 

Point 1 WHAT EXACTLY IS LOW TO MODERATE INTENSITY CARDIO?

Your body creates energy in two basic ways:

Anaerobically (without oxygen); and

Aerobically (with oxygen)

When your body uses the anaerobic pathway, it uses creatine phosphate and stored glycogen (carbohydrates) to produce energy.

Your body will use the anaerobic pathway for:

High-intensity exercise (including high-intensity cardio such as running);

Weight training; and

Interval training

When your body uses the aerobic pathway, it uses stored fat, stored glycogen (carbohydrates) and on occasions, protein to produce energy.

Your body will use the aerobic pathway for:

Low-intensity exercise (including low-intensity cardio, such as walking).

Low-intensity exercise burns FAT, and this is why it is super important when understanding how to get skinny legs.

Walking is the best type of exercise for lean legs. It will help get rid of excess fat on your legs and lean them out. And walking burns a surprisingly high number of calories.

When you do cardio at a low to moderate intensity i.e. walking, your body burns stored glycogen (carbs) first, and then fats.

The longer you exercise, the more fat your body will burn. So, by doing longer power walks, your body will burn more fat and it will help you get lean legs.

You can, however, accumulate periods of cardio over the day. That said, the longer you walk in a single period, the more fat you will burn, and the quicker you will get skinny legs.

IS RUNNING GOOD FOR GETTING LEAN LEGS?

Running burns a LOT of calories, so it is great with overall weight loss.

However, running doesn’t seem to work as good as walking does for getting thinner legs, especially for certain body types (see more below).

If slimming down legs is your goal, I would focus mostly on walking and add some running to mix it up.

BONUS TIP: For getting thinner legs faster, make sure you do long-distance running instead of sprinting and avoid running uphill or using the stairs that can bulk up your quadriceps (front of your thighs).

HOW TO GET SKINNY LEGS WITH THE CORRECT LOW-INTENSITY CARDIO TECHNIQUE

It is very important to make sure that you are doing your cardio on a flat surface. Walking uphill will use your quadriceps and glutes and this will cause bulkiness.

Try to avoid the cross trainer/elliptical machine and incline walking on the treadmill. 

You should also avoid the stair machine and spin bike as these will build muscle in places you may not want.

WHAT IS IDEAL CARDIO HEART RATE FOR SLIMMING DOWN LEGS?

When you are walking, your body is in the “fat-burning zone” and this is the key to get skinny legs.

The fat-burning zone is when your heart rate is between 60-70% of your maximum heart rate.

Your maximum heart rate is a simple equation: 220 minus your age.

The more walking you do, the better your results will be. My recommendation is to do it every day if you can, or at least 5 times per week at a minimum.

Walking works if you do it at any time of the day. But, if you want to know how to get skinny legs fast, walk first thing in the morning before you have eaten anything – this is known as fasted cardio.

Intermittent fasting has many benefits, but when you exercise first thing in the morning on an empty stomach, you will end up burning more fat instead.

When you first wake up, you have not eaten for at least 10 or so hours. This means there is not much-stored glycogen (carbs) in your body to be used up for energy.

Fasted cardio works best if you are depleted of glycogen (i.e. you don’t have many stored carbohydrates). So to make your fasted cardio workout really count, try to eat a low carb dinner the night before.

STEP 2: DO THE RIGHT TYPE OF RESISTANCE TRAINING

You cannot get skinny legs if you are doing the wrong resistance training. If you do the incorrect exercises, your legs will either stay the same (and won’t slim down no matter what you do), or get bigger and bulkier.

WHAT NOT TO DO: EXERCISES YOU SHOULD AVOID

You must avoid quad focused exercises that build muscle at the front of your thighs. This may cause your legs to bulk up, especially if you gain muscle easily.

These exercises include squats, lunges, burpees, and any heavy style workouts that you see in CrossFit workouts. Especially anything with heavy weights.

THE BEST RESISTANCE EXERCISES FOR TONED LEGS

To tone up your legs and butt without adding bulk, you should focus on lighter workouts. Think Pilates-inspired moves such as:

Donkey kicks

Glute bridges

Lying leg lifts

Lateral leg lifts

Leg extensions

Clams with open toes

HOW TO EXERCISE ACCORDING TO YOUR BODY TYPE

If you want to know how to get skinny legs, understanding your body type is important. There are 3 main body types, which I will briefly explain:

Ectomorph – this body type is naturally very thin (think Victoria’s Secret models). They are tall with long arms and legs and find it difficult to put on muscle and fat. They probably already have quite skinny legs.

Mesomorph – this body type is not super thin like an ectomorph and is not overweight, they’re just average size. They can usually gain and lose weight quickly and can pack on muscle quickly too.

Endomorph – this body type is naturally bigger. They are usually short to medium height with shorter arms and legs (but not always). They can put on muscle and fat quickly, and find it difficult to lose weight.

If you are an endomorph body type and you’re doing lots of heavy lifting and eating a moderate to high amount of carbs, you’re not going to achieve the best results, or get results as quick as you can.

Endomorphs need more cardio and a low carbohydrate diet. So, you really should know your body type, and tailor your program to both your body type and your goals.

Ectomorphs are usually already thin, so they don’t really need to know how to get lean legs.

Ectomorphs should focus on getting toned, rather than losing fat.

Ectomorph women should focus more on resistance training and only do cardio if they want to (but it’s not necessary).

Mesomorphs are considered to be ”natural athletes” because they gain muscle and lose fat with ease.

Mesomorphs should do a combination of cardio (both low intensity and high-intensity cardio) and resistance training.

Walking should be something that they do every day if possible.

It will be more difficult for endomorphs because of their body shape, so cardio should make up the majority of their program, and they should also try to do as much walking as possible.

Endomorphs should also do some resistance training and their workouts should be intense to try and burn lots of calories. But, they should be careful not to overdo it on resistance training as they can bulk easily.

Note: If you are a short endomorph, you may experience your legs getting bulky with running. If this is the case, I would avoid running and just do walking instead.

STEP 3: EAT THE RIGHT DIET FOR YOUR BODY TYPE

To lose weight overall and slim down your legs, you need to be eating less food than your body needs. Here are some tips for maintaining a healthy diet:

COUNT CALORIES FOR ONE WEEK – We often underestimate how many calories are in the foods we are eating. I recommend counting calories for just 1 week to get an idea on how much you’re actually eating.

WORK OUT HOW MANY CALORIES YOUR BODY NEEDS – Read this blog post to find out your daily calorie intake. Once you know this, you can work out how many calories you need to eat to lose weight.

DON’T BE TOO RESTRICTIVE – I don’t recommend counting calories long term, as this can lead to an unhealthy relationship with food. Just keep it to one week so you have a better understanding of what you’re eating.

DOES RUNNING BURN FAT OR MUSCLE?

Well not necessarily. Running is an anaerobic activity (remember, I discussed it above).

This means that when you are running, your body will burn glycogen and creatine phosphate, not fat. But, at the start when you are building up speed, it might burn fat.

If you run really slowly for longer distance, so you aren’t really puffed out, your body might use some fat. But, in that case I believe you are better off getting the full benefits from running by running faster. This will help you increase your fitness and it will burn LOTS of calories.

If you want to burn fat and get lean legs, walking is better than slow running. Some women have told me that they get overly muscular just from running.

This is because running does build some muscle. I know that a lot of Victoria’s Secret models don’t run for this reason.

As I mentioned above, if you are shorter and are an endomorph body type, your body might get bulky from running. If you find that this happens to you, I would avoid running. You can still get great results from walking, so focus on that!

WILL RESISTANCE TRAINING HELP ME BURN FAT?

Resistance training is an anaerobic activity, so it will burn stored glycogen (carbs) and creatine phosphate (unlike walking which burns fat).

However, resistance training improves your metabolism, which in turn increases the number of calories you burn.

This is important for losing weight overall. So, it is very important when it comes to fat loss.

Resistance training does build muscle though, so you need to be careful.

You need to do the right type of resistance training so you don’t pack on too much muscle in the wrong places.

WHY SHOULD I DO RESISTANCE TRAINING?

You might be tempted to avoid resistance training altogether, but it is still important.

As I just mentioned, it increases your metabolic rate so that you burn more calories throughout the day.

And it also helps shape your legs – without resistance training, they won’t look very toned and you are more likely to develop cellulite or “skinny fat” look.

DOES HIGH-INTENSITY INTERVAL TRAINING (HIIT) BURN FAT?

Not immediately. While high-intensity interval training does cause weight loss, it doesn’t typically burn fat while you’re doing it.

Like resistance training, HIIT burns stored glycogen and creatine phosphate.

The biggest benefit of HIIT is that you will burn lots of calories in a short workout, you will still continue to burn calories after your workout, and it builds muscle which improves your metabolism and helps you burn more calories throughout the day.

To give you an idea, I will usually burn the same number of calories in a 25 minute HIIT workout as I will during a 1-hour power walk.

HIIT is not necessary for getting lean legs and can often cause your legs to bulk up (especially the endomorph body type).

So, you just need to be careful when doing HIIT workouts and avoid overdoing it on leg exercises such as burpees, jump lunges, jump squats, box jumps, etc.

If you are trying to reduce muscle on your legs or you bulk up easily, it might be best to avoid HIIT altogether.

HOW TO GET SKINNY LEGS WITH HIIT CARDIO

I mentioned that HIIT doesn’t really burn fat. BUT you can do HIIT cardio in a way that causes you to burn more fat and lean out your legs.

My favourite type of HIIT to lean the legs specifically is interval running.

Most people do sprints at their maximum pace for around 30 seconds and then rest for 30-60 seconds. This type of sprinting is going to make you fit but may cause bulky legs. I like to do my HIIT cardio by doing 2-minute fast pace runs (not an all-out sprint) and then walking for 1 minute. I then repeat this 5-10 times, depending on my fitness level.Usually, I do these fast pace runs around 13-14 km/hr.This type of workout burns a LOT of calories and is great if you want to push yourself. But, it is really difficult and if you are not already fit, I would not recommend it.If you are fit and would like to do it, I would do this once per week at a maximum.

HOW CAN I REDUCE MUSCULAR LEGS?

Unfortunately, the only thing that will help you to reduce muscular legs is time and avoiding using these muscles.

Walking doesn’t build muscle, but it doesn’t make you lose muscle either (unless you are eating suuuuperlow calories and low carb, which I don’t recommend).

Running actually builds some muscle, but not as much as resistance training and high-intensity interval training.

If you eat high fat, moderate to low protein and low carb, while staying at a slight calorie deficit, your body will use fat and protein (muscle) for energy, rather than carbohydrates.

This will help you decrease your muscle size much quicker.

Focus on getting your energy primarily from fat, and do not overdo the protein intake as well.

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[bubblywimp-blog]

22 July-An Idea of What’s going on in my life

Okay! so i’ve decided to write until i get a response from you guys..or until i get bored.

okay so, it’s been a month since school started..me and Iomhara have been coping well..adjusting to the lamos in our class..well..we arent really adjusting, when the school started me and she used to practise maths sums and study….mostly because of the classes we both had..my teacher gives us a hell of a homework and the math’s one makes really hard tests..my parents take tution tests seriously so i need to study..study hard!

Flashback

Ugh! i am early again!..now i have to wait for some time until someone i know shows up..

A guy entered the door..his name is shaan..a weirdo..his gang was once playing truth or dare and i heard my name being called over..i looked in his direction and saw him pointing at me saying “this is Lara..there the one whose doodling.” and his other friend looking at me..hell that was awkward cause i caught them looking and talking about me and since they were playing truth or dare the were probably talking something like-She’s cute,i’ve a crush on her, given a chance i would go out with her..blah blah blah. not saying that i am THE CHICK but i know they were talking about this stuff cause they were embarrassed when the saw me looking, me being the generous human i am just looked their way for a minute or two and then started doddling again.

so after that incident it was awkward with them..

now its fine..i’ll come to them later

the thing now is he is the second person that enters this god damn classroom after me..its irritating because we just sit there in a really awkward silence.

I was feeling a bit nauseous so i decided to open the windows thats when i noticed the the blue team’s(this team has a real name that is a more reasonable one but can’t disclose it) senior football selections were taking place today..and fuck! thats where he was..shining like literally shining..man he was the first one i put my eyes on like aww..he is just so cute well not cute he is hot af!..we’ll name him footballer. there was also this dashing new head boy he is a goody two shoes..tani had a crush on him in 8th grade for only 6 months that is..he is incredibly cute! like the dream boyfriend..the good one the one who is sweeter than the whole honeydukes together(Harry Potter reference!)..and humble,genreous,gentle, he is every good adjective in the dictionary.but not my type.now guess what?..this guy we’ll call him Lost Teddy Bear(LTB for short - cause he sure looks like one-but in a cuter way),so LTB thought i had a crush on him cause i used to lookout for tani and  he well sometimes..okay! i’ll be honest..many times caught me saying ‘he’s there’,’look he’s coming this way’ and all this shit!

and then he started noticing and ignoring our group..i was doing the same.eventually tani got over him,i told you she is never the commitment type..kine of me but more bold i will get bored if :

i find someone new

something bad happens like he tells me to stop,he has a hardcore crush on someone,etc

or he starts looking ugly

i stop seeing him

gradually i loose interest.

btw that Nilay guy did the pineapple cut..if thats what its called..he looks so weird and i dont like it so interest meter a bit low..

now this teddy bear was also trialing..how many things can you even do eh?..like you are the head boy,so automatically you would be good in academics,you play football,you are the guy most girls would want to date..i can tell that..girls are always trying to flirt with him. the next thing that would happen is i would see him dancing and singing in two voices..like literally are you a super being or something??..plus he has read almost each and every famous book series

The Hunger Games,Maze Runner,Harry Potter,Percy Jackson,and what not

i know this much about him cause well 1.he is famous and 2.his best friend is in my class or was in my class he and GQ were really good friends and this guy had a crush on me,hell! he even waited for me..he waited for 3 years proposed 3 times like boy! i dont like you romantically! sorry but i have frien zoned you! and there is no bloddy thing in this bloddy world that can undo the effect! this guiy you know was really good..sweet and totally into me but no! me being the most stupidest human bring on the planet i friend zoned him!..the thing with me is -i dont like people who like me i want people that have no interest in me,most of the time it is like that.I had literally friend zone each and every datable guy in my class..so back to teddy bear and this teddy is in 12th grade now

so they were trialling..alot of people were there..

now back to my pretty footballer!!..my first reaction when i saw him was fuck

i mean how can someone be that hot!!

and why the hell am i writing in italics..better turn it off...its getting creepy..okay so yeah done..

i was drooling over my babe(technically he is not mine,doesnt even know i exist..) when Arya entered she is a fine gal. nice one to have a chat and talk about boys..well she is like did you see? so many guys are trialling!..and most of them are sooooo hooooot!!!

and i am like i cant see them i am lost in his beauty

“which one?” asked Arya

“the one with the red shirt” i said

“the one that blocked the ball right now?”

“yeah that one”

“he looks hot”

“do you know there is this guy in the green house..i saw him during one of those shitty house meetings..and he is just so cute!!!..and guess what! he is national level boxer and a state level football keeper!!..his personality is so awesome!..we’ll call him boxer” said Arya

“uh-huh nice one!..which grade is he in?” i asked

“11th grade i’ll take you to see him during recess” replied Arya

“righto!”

“hey do you wanna see this footballer guy face to face..they may be coming upstairs for changing!” proposed Arya

“of Course!”

so then we were waiting in the corridor which was filled with students..seniors,juniors,9th graders on the left corridor,11th graders etc on the right one..and then he entered..i swear he’s got abs...and he is so tall so cute..so awesome!..of course he did not notice me,of course he did not bother to turn and say sorry when his sweatfull body..if being more specific then- his shoulder brushed against mine..of course still he does not know that his smile makes my day..of  course he does not know that he is the reason me and Iomhara eat our lunch as fast as we can..ofcourse he wont come out when he is finished with his lunch..of course he wont bother..

i told my friends about this tani and aki said that i was being a low standard bitch who would fall for anyone fair and tall...but this is so not true,pratham is fair and fairly tall...i hate him.i hate him because he is a playboy.If Footballer is a playboy then i won’t be that crazy about him.

And well Iomhara was not that excited about him(this was when she had not seen him)..the same was with aura..the thing is if my friends,whenever i tell them about a guy and they don’t know him that is they have no idea of his appearance, they automatically lose interest. Plus Iomhara had a glimpse of him once and he appeared to her as FAT! like literally he has freakin’ hottie abs for heavens sake!..but then she came around and is like he is okay-okay..aura had the same opinion. but no! he is awesome i dunno what happens when i see him but the way he talks the way he smile the way he walks even though my friends say he is a bit lanky,i dont care!!..its been a month since i have been into him..! and now that i think of it,i shouldn’t waste time on people who don’t even know i exist..but then again he could know i exist,if i talk to him..but he does not even come out during lunch breaks..

anyway this aki has a crush just like mine..but this one he is  a bit different..lets call him Yan, so when i first saw him i was like “girl you deserve better”

and then aki is like i dunno i just feel something when i see him.

like literally! he is skinny, is not even that handsome!..he is even taken!!..i dont think so footballer is in a relationship.

Yan’s a 11th grader,his class is next to mine. so once he was passing by and is asked him his name,very innocently he said “Yan.”

i gotta admit that was kinda cute but still! he is a prefect!!!..anyway after a few days when i saw him again i had the urge to go and say hi so i did he even greeted back though it was with hesitation and Iomhara is like what did you just do,and i am like i wanted to say hi. A few days passed with hi’s and bye’s.Iomahara started doing it too but with a ‘bhaiya’ it means brother. she does this because she wants to make it clear that she is in no way interested in him,as for me i like to keep ‘em confused!..so this hesitation began to slip away and after that he was like ‘yeah i know these girls..so better be good and say hi’

Yesterday was the schools first academic council meeting those are the meeting in which you can complain loads about teachers and the school but no one does that cause the blame would come on you and well i was chosen along with a super smart guy of my class..he looks a bit like jerry from tom and jerry. we arrived a bit early and there was a bit of time left(or we can say our principal arrived a bit late-that bastard! always arrives late and i could not take a last round in the corridor to see my babe-not really my babe he is..)

when i arrived i saw that Yan was also there..our periodic test had just gotten over  and we were as  usual roaming the corridor when i saw Yan,Iomhara said hi to him and he returned it back but when i did,i dunno if it was the hustle bustle in the background or something but he did not notice me.. i felt kinda bad tbh..anyway during this council meeting i was hoping that footballer would represent his class but no! rather a guy who had his face shape showed up! no literally! first of all i am with all the people who just want to complain and then i need to put on my collar button see that my hair look neat and sit up straight because i am sitting in front of the principal,the vice principal,the coordinator and all the head teachers and then this footballer does not show up! anyway i told you before that Teddy Bear is the head boy so automatically he was in the meeting jotting down points next to the pretty head girl and he is so cute! a cutie literally that was the only entertainment for me! though i think he noticed me and then was like ‘this stalker girl! how can she be in this council! i dont think so  she is that good in her studies all she does is crack jokes with that girl group of hers’

and i can tell he and Yan both were dead surprised to see me there. well when my class teacher Eela told me that she had given my name for that i was too,cause i dont come sincere and studious on the first glance..atleast i dont think so i do..

anyway after all those stupid little complaints from people, a guy from 12th grade (the same year as teddy bear) came up he is the academic prefect and gave an awesome speech! like seriously dude you rock!..he was giving us tips on how to study for competitive exams.you know this guy he came 7th out of 5000 people! that too in a really tough exam! and he was keep saying that seniors should be more approachable,juniors should try to seek help from them and all i really liked this point-not with the academic meaning(know what i mean,if you don’t i make it simple for you-footballer is my senior!!!,,so i was thinking about him!) anyway the speech was so awesome! ..man so so so flattered i was!..

anyway his speech ended and then we were allowed to disperse,when i was going towards the exit and looking here and there i caught Yan’s eye and guess what? he smiled,i did not even say hi or make the first move! he genuinely smiled!!! god! if i am able to make friends with him maybe i can set things up for aki!!

and right now i am really irritated on teddy bear like seriously dude! just stop noticing me! i know you do! i feel the awkwardness!

after the meeting when we were dispersing,Iomhara and me were going down the stairs and i saw Teddy Bear talking with the head girl,they are always talking to each other..don’t tell anyone but i kinda ship them

and i can swear in front of the ministry of magic that i saw his eyes flick towards me and then back to he girl!..its bloddy awkward you know!

so thats pretty much and also the gorrila guy sid on which aura had a crush on..aura got over him! like i am so happy!!

and after sometime that animal got in a relationship with a  girl named Ifa. this sid guy is always irritated,irritated by anything..he can even be irritated if you breathe! i wont be surprised if he is irritated by his own breathing..its kind of funny to see him like that!..me and Iomhara like to irritate him! especially me !

So guys-actually i was planning to write on how my day went but i was practically writing this whole day,not this post but setting  up the account and all and i am pretty slow at things so yeah!..anyway this is pretty much about whats going on in my life right now..i will tell you about my summer vacations in a different posts,but for the time being lets keep it this much!

LaraAngel

[lol-jackles]

This is a dumb question, but I don't get why AAs are so insecure about Jensen not being good enough to hold on to Jared? (He isn't that bad, I think.) How to understand their situation, denying the feelings their subconscious told them and victim blaming others? Thanks!

Nah, it’s not a dumb question, I just don’t have a smart answer.   Lets try to look at this as if Jared is a beautiful woman and the Ackles Army is a typical straight man.  Straight men are attracted to what beautiful women can do for their status in the eyes of other guys, so the desire for the approval of other men shapes men’s sexual desires.   Many men say they’re not attracted to size zero, skin-and-bones supermodels and then say, with apparent sincerity, that they love women with “curves.”  So why are men so interested in dating skinny models? Because a great many men care as much about what other guys think of their girlfriends and wives as they do about their own desires. The young guy who claims to love curves may be sincere, but he may also have to endure the taunts of his peers calling him a “chubby chaser” and “Dude, your chick’s fat.”  This isn’t true of all men, but it drives a great many guys throughout their lives: from high school boys who sense the homosocial boost of dating a cheerleader to middle-aged men who suddenly start dating “hotties” half their age.   It’s not about the sex, it’s about the status.  Most girlfriends and wives cotton on to that their man wants them to look “classy and hot” for his friends and indulge their whims.

The Ackles Army are like these men.  The Ackles Army project a lot of their personal issues onto Jensen.  Jared is the beautiful woman that can raise their status and gain approval among their friends and peers.  Too bad IMDB got rid of their message boards because the AAs in their natural habitat were trainwrecks you can’t look always.

[justanoldsoutherngirl]

Insatiable...or as I like to call it “life in the south”

I watched the Netflix series Insatiable last week. And rewatched it again this week..Ok, maybe not watched...inhaled might be a better word. I have never had Netflix and decided that since my friend, Bill Alverson was the Producer and it had Alyssa Milano in it I really needed to see it. After all, I have always loved Bill’s wicked sense of humor and his flair for the dramatic; and Alyssa, well during my Charmed years I could relate to her, and her relationship with Cole (who hasn’t fallen in love with a very bad boy). And I watched it because there were critiques online saying it was fat shaming...so of course, being a chubby southern girl I decided to see what was up. 

  I started watching the first episode and immediately thought, this is what it would be like if Hairspray, and Pretty in Pink, met up with Desperate Housewives, and then they all meet up with Dark of the Moon, and they all join Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, in THE SOUTH! What’s not to love about it? First, Patty (Fatty Patty played by Debby Ryan, from THE SOUTH) gets in a fight with a drunk guy outside a convenience store after he insults her and tries to take her candy bar. OK...been there done that. Do not get in the way of me and my Peanut Butter Cups or Three Musketeers! I will hit you! And, of course, due to the fight, her jaw is wired shut and of course she loses weight, and of course becomes a hottie. Actually, yeah...this makes sense right? Girls disappear over the summer and sometimes all of a sudden become hotties, usually due to hormones and not having their jaw wired shut. Those of us who never managed to actually have this particularly special summer, well...we were super jealous of those that did! 

In comes Bob Armstrong, a lawyer who does pageant coaching on the side (or who used to. That is another whole story and I won’t ruin the series for you!). But clearly having grown up with Bill, Bob is Bill...and Dallas Roberts (another cast member from THE SOUTH) is PERFECT! You may remember Dallas from Walk the Line as Sam Phillips, or Dallas Buyers Club as David Wayne (as Ron Woodruff’s defense attorney), or in The Walking Dead as Milton Mamet. Frankly, in Insatiable, Dallas reminds me of Bill and a very young John Ritter (drool). 

Bob Armstrong is married to Coralee Huggens-Armstrong played by Alyssa Milano (who has too many films/shows to mention!) and while not from the south has a great southern accent (Brooklyn, the coastal south...not too far away really due to the drawl and the non-rhoticity!). Coralee is the epitome of the white-trash southern trailer park girl gone gorgeous/wealthy and trying to become a member of the Junior League. Growing up in the south there were quite a few of those. 

As a former member of a Junior League (yep...it is pretty funny to realize that I was in a Junior League and have the paper to prove it!), I will never forget a member insulting me and saying that I shouldn’t be in there (she was later charged with embezzlement). A dear friend told her, “well...you gotta remember her momma and her aunt were in it, and her aunt was the President. So she stays!” 

I digress...the fat shaming is at the very least, low on the priority list in Insatiable. The south has this very dichotomous relationship with food...we insist you eat, eat, eat...think Jewish mother stereotype, and then at the same time try to get you, especially as a female, to maintain your weight and appearance. I don’t feel like it is fat shaming, it is the south. Hell, we are brutal on people who are too skinny too! In other words, we can be equal opportunity offenders of pretty much anyone or anything. To me Insatiable actually brings all of these offenses out and puts them on display!

Such also is the whole religion crazy Miss Magic Jesus Pageant...reminiscent of a scene in Drop Dead Gorgeous with Denise Richards, dancing with a Jesus Crucifix statue singing, Can’t take my eyes off of you. Oh and let’s just say that DDG was highly acclaimed during its debut!

  Clearly some are getting that this is a pure campy fun time! Daniel Schroeder recently wrote a piece on Slate “What all the critics misunderstand about Netflix’s Insatiable.” [https://slate.com/human-interest/2018/08/insatiable-netflix-review-critics-are-missing-its-camp-sensibility.html]. Lea Palmieri (@littleleap) agrees that the series tells you they are upfront, in the first few minutes and you can decide whether to stream or skip (she suggest streaming!). But, it is also clear that some are stomping on the series without having even watched it. Melissa Barnhart of Christian Post writes, Patty is called into Pastor Mike’s office (Michael Ian Black) with her father…yeah, it is Bob Anderson not her “father,” and Ms. Barnhart also notes the sexual connotations of a song during the Magic Jesus Pageant. Honestly? How is this any different from a “father-daughter” dance or virginity pledge ceremony? Are these also a little too crazy as well? Moreover, as a college professor I would give Ms. Barnhart an “F” for critical analysis of the film simply for not following the story line and understanding the characters!

  And seriously people….for News Busters to comment on Bob’s effeminate behavior is pretty damming and shows their bias/discrimination toward gay men and toward effeminate heterosexual men as well! Bullying? Yeah. Many of us who grew up in the church in the Deep South know that our plays and musicals would totally suck if it weren’t for gay men in the church making sure that the sets were gorgeous, the costumes were appropriate, and the songs were perfected.

  From a sociological standpoint there are numerous other topics covered. Why is no one talking about Dixie (an adopted child)? How Patty manipulates her best friend? Suicide? Oh yes…so many people were so angry over 13 Reasons Why instead of actually having conversations about suicide prevention. Coming out? Another reason why this show is terrific! Characters are coming out and embracing who they are…Nonnie, Bob, and the other Bob. In a way, even Coralee comes out, as white-trash…hello? Yeah…someone will be pissed I used the term white-trash. Whatever! Bullying? Revenge? Absolutely! Who hasn’t wanted to get revenge on people who made our lives miserable? And, sometimes we actually have a chance and we don’t take it because of social norm expectations! But, sometimes we do, “Bless her heart.”

  This show is about life_ real life_ very messy, funny, crazy, presentation of life. I am also reminded of Goffman’s dramaturgical theory, of Berger & Luckmann’s Social Construction of Reality, as well as the Aristotelian mimesis of art imitates life, and Oscar Wilde’s anti-mimesis of “life imitating art more than art imitating life.” Insatiable does a much better job at real life than soap operas (like Luke and Laura were living a real existence?). 

You go Lauren Gussis for making the characters come to life...all of them. BULLYING HAS CONSEQUENCES and I truly believe this show brings that out in one of the funniest ways possible. Revenge is sweet...well sometimes it is sweet. And one friend told me “after I heard Patty say, ‘screw those bitches’ I was HOOKED!” Nice Deep South Southern Girl who goes to church agrees...and is hooked!

  Critique it if you must, but you are missing life_ real life_ in all of its messiness. As my friend Paul Odom and I agree, we saw a lot of real life intertwined within the series, and recognized storylines that could parallel within our own growing up in the Deep South in a small town in junior high and high school.

  #IheartInsatiable #reallifeismessy #growingupintheDeepSouth #highschoolangst #sociologythemesinNetflix #cantwaitforInsatiableSeason2

[demitgibbs]

Hot Bodies: Take Pride in your Fitness Lifestyle

This month we take Pride in celebrating the sacrifices, accomplishments and progress of Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender people everywhere! As a Gay man, trainer, writer and massage therapist, I’ve been pleased and proud to serve the LGBT community in South Florida these past 14 years. In honor of Pride and all of those in our community who sweat and struggle and sacrifice to stay healthy, happy and fit, I’d like to share five steps that I believe will help you to maintain a successful fitness lifestyle for years to come.

1)Make fitness fun. There’s too much drudgery in life to make you miserable! Staying fit should be exciting, something you enjoy completely. If you can’t endure pumping iron in the gym, try running and swimming at the beach. If all those ab classes give you a pain in the backside, then try yoga or Pilates. If you feel isolated in a gym doing your own thing, then sign up for a Cross-fit challenge. It’s easier to get into the habit of staying fit, if you have a blast doing it!

2)Set fitness goals. If you set meaningful, measurable, realistic and challenging goals, you’re more likely to stick to your fitness plan and keep up the motivation. Having goals like “lose weight’ or “get toned’ aren’t enough. Be specific like, “I need to lose 10 lbs. to reach a healthy BMI” or “I want to reduce body fat by 2% in 6 weeks”.

3)Have a master plan and a workout schedule. Having a set plan means that you get to the gym on time, knowing what you’re going to do and how you’re going to achieve it. Sticking to a consistent routine will deliver visible and measurable results. Don’t just try and squeeze your workout into an already busy day. Treat it like any other important appointment in your schedule that you must keep.

4)Keep records. Your exercise routine is too important to approach it haphazardly. Maintaining some sort of training journal (a notebook in your bag, an app on your phone) is essential for keeping track of all your hard work and long hours. Log the days and the times you train, the muscle groups you work, the weights you lift, even how you feel on those days.

5)Stay focused. Although you may arrive at the gym on time and ready to get busy, it’s too easy to lose concentration! There are so many distractions- the noise, the cellphones, the hottie on the leg -press machine. Remember why you’re here. Stick to your routine. Count your reps and sets and perform each exercise with perfect form. Time rest periods between each set (30 seconds to no more than 2 minutes). Limit socializing until after you’ve accomplished your mission!

Tom Bonanti is a trainer, fitness writer, and massage therapist (MA#40288) with his own one on one gym and massage studio in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Contact Tom with feedback or questions at trainertomb@aol.com.

from Hotspots! Magazine https://hotspotsmagazine.com/2017/06/13/hot-bodies-take-pride-in-your-fitness-lifestyle/ from Hot Spots Magazine https://hotspotsmagazine.tumblr.com/post/161776823500

[cynthiajayusa]

Hot Bodies: Take Pride in your Fitness Lifestyle

This month we take Pride in celebrating the sacrifices, accomplishments and progress of Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender people everywhere! As a Gay man, trainer, writer and massage therapist, I’ve been pleased and proud to serve the LGBT community in South Florida these past 14 years. In honor of Pride and all of those in our community who sweat and struggle and sacrifice to stay healthy, happy and fit, I’d like to share five steps that I believe will help you to maintain a successful fitness lifestyle for years to come.

1)Make fitness fun. There’s too much drudgery in life to make you miserable! Staying fit should be exciting, something you enjoy completely. If you can’t endure pumping iron in the gym, try running and swimming at the beach. If all those ab classes give you a pain in the backside, then try yoga or Pilates. If you feel isolated in a gym doing your own thing, then sign up for a Cross-fit challenge. It’s easier to get into the habit of staying fit, if you have a blast doing it!

 2)Set fitness goals. If you set meaningful, measurable, realistic and challenging goals, you’re more likely to stick to your fitness plan and keep up the motivation. Having goals like “lose weight’ or “get toned’ aren’t enough. Be specific like, “I need to lose 10 lbs. to reach a healthy BMI” or “I want to reduce body fat by 2% in 6 weeks”.

 3)Have a master plan and a workout schedule. Having a set plan means that you get to the gym on time, knowing what you’re going to do and how you’re going to achieve it. Sticking to a consistent routine will deliver visible and measurable results. Don’t just try and squeeze your workout into an already busy day. Treat it like any other important appointment in your schedule that you must keep.

 4)Keep records. Your exercise routine is too important to approach it haphazardly. Maintaining some sort of training journal (a notebook in your bag, an app on your phone) is essential for keeping track of all your hard work and long hours. Log the days and the times you train, the muscle groups you work, the weights you lift, even how you feel on those days.

 5)Stay focused. Although you may arrive at the gym on time and ready to get busy, it’s too easy to lose concentration! There are so many distractions- the noise, the cellphones, the hottie on the leg -press machine. Remember why you’re here. Stick to your routine. Count your reps and sets and perform each exercise with perfect form. Time rest periods between each set (30 seconds to no more than 2 minutes). Limit socializing until after you’ve accomplished your mission!

Tom Bonanti is a trainer, fitness writer, and massage therapist (MA#40288) with his own one on one gym and massage studio in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Contact Tom with feedback or questions at trainertomb@aol.com.

  source https://hotspotsmagazine.com/2017/06/13/hot-bodies-take-pride-in-your-fitness-lifestyle/ from Hot Spots Magazine http://hotspotsmagazin.blogspot.com/2017/06/hot-bodies-take-pride-in-your-fitness.html

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Hot Bodies: Take Pride in your Fitness Lifestyle

This month we take Pride in celebrating the sacrifices, accomplishments and progress of Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender people everywhere! As a Gay man, trainer, writer and massage therapist, I’ve been pleased and proud to serve the LGBT community in South Florida these past 14 years. In honor of Pride and all of those in our community who sweat and struggle and sacrifice to stay healthy, happy and fit, I’d like to share five steps that I believe will help you to maintain a successful fitness lifestyle for years to come.

1)Make fitness fun. There’s too much drudgery in life to make you miserable! Staying fit should be exciting, something you enjoy completely. If you can’t endure pumping iron in the gym, try running and swimming at the beach. If all those ab classes give you a pain in the backside, then try yoga or Pilates. If you feel isolated in a gym doing your own thing, then sign up for a Cross-fit challenge. It’s easier to get into the habit of staying fit, if you have a blast doing it!

  2)Set fitness goals. If you set meaningful, measurable, realistic and challenging goals, you’re more likely to stick to your fitness plan and keep up the motivation. Having goals like “lose weight’ or “get toned’ aren’t enough. Be specific like, “I need to lose 10 lbs. to reach a healthy BMI” or “I want to reduce body fat by 2% in 6 weeks”.

  3)Have a master plan and a workout schedule. Having a set plan means that you get to the gym on time, knowing what you’re going to do and how you’re going to achieve it. Sticking to a consistent routine will deliver visible and measurable results. Don’t just try and squeeze your workout into an already busy day. Treat it like any other important appointment in your schedule that you must keep.

  4)Keep records. Your exercise routine is too important to approach it haphazardly. Maintaining some sort of training journal (a notebook in your bag, an app on your phone) is essential for keeping track of all your hard work and long hours. Log the days and the times you train, the muscle groups you work, the weights you lift, even how you feel on those days.

  5)Stay focused. Although you may arrive at the gym on time and ready to get busy, it’s too easy to lose concentration! There are so many distractions- the noise, the cellphones, the hottie on the leg -press machine. Remember why you’re here. Stick to your routine. Count your reps and sets and perform each exercise with perfect form. Time rest periods between each set (30 seconds to no more than 2 minutes). Limit socializing until after you’ve accomplished your mission!

Tom Bonanti is a trainer, fitness writer, and massage therapist (MA#40288) with his own one on one gym and massage studio in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Contact Tom with feedback or questions at trainertomb@aol.com.

  from Hotspots! Magazine https://hotspotsmagazine.com/2017/06/13/hot-bodies-take-pride-in-your-fitness-lifestyle/

[kajazstories]

Our Neighbors Daughter

I leaned against the bar watching the action out on the dance floor and couldn't help licking my lips. God bless summer! Everywhere my eyes wandered, I spotted exactly what Doug and I had come here to find: plenty of hot young things. Even better, the first heat wave of the season had caused inspired the club had to open up its beachfront a week early. We'd caught wind of the opening last night ago, and after our usual Saturday-night dinner date, we'd taken a ride to the under 21 club and spent over an hour sitting out on a deck that overlooked the beach.

The girls were out there wearing next to nothing, and as much as I knew Doug was enjoying the view, I was sure I was more worked up than he was. It had been awhile since we'd had some company, as we referred to it. Watching the scantily clad young girls dance by the large bonfire was making me more than aware that it was high time we did something about that.

After a while, we decided to enter the club itself where to my chagrin I discovered the dress code banned bikinis, so if any of the young lovelies from the beach wanted in they would have to get dressed. My disappointment was short-lived as once inside it was apparent the club didn't require a lot of clothing, just not bathing suits.

Right now, I felt like a kid in a candy store! Not only was the club packed with our chosen prey, but what a selection! Every type of pretty young lady was on display before me; not only blondes, brunettes, and redheads, but also some slender, some with a little curve to them. Many of the girls were chesty and flaunting their large, soft breasts, while some had perky little tits that were equally well-displayed in their tight tops and dresses.

I could feel my pussy heating up between my thighs at the sight of a pretty little brunette in a skirt so short I could make out the curve of her ass as she bent over and shoved it back into the crotch of her lucky boyfriend. Damn, she was sweet; they all were. That was what I loved about girls in their late teens and early twenties, that sweet look.

Those soft features, those big eyes and trembling lips, even the ones who weren't so sweet had that look to them. I shifted as I turned to face the other side of the dance floor and sighed when the material of my lace bra rubbed across my stiff nipples.

When we first entered the club, Doug, who must have been as worked up as I was, suggested we try picking up a girl here rather than go home and look though the local personals or an escort service as we had in the past. At first I'd been skeptical. Yes, I understood his point about the added thrill and the air of risk it involved, but how the hell did we approach someone?

We'd done it previously at special parties thrown by local swingers, but everyone at these parties, even the younger men and women, knew what was going on and were eager to participate. Here, it would be hard to find someone willing to go along with our favorite hobby of being an early-forties couple playing with young women.

Now that we were here, however, I was horny as hell and ready to go for it. We'd been at the bar about a half hour and the two Captain and Cokes I'd had on the beach along with a couple of shots of good ole Cuervo had helped loosen me up. The bevy of young beauties was certainly heating me up.

"Like a goddamn buffet, isn't it?" Doug asked, pressing a fresh C&C into my hand.

"An all-you-can-eat buffet!" I responded, laughing before taking a sip of my drink.

"So, anyone standing out to you?"

I shook my head. "I don't know. Couldn't go wrong with any of them."

"Okay, so now what?" He slid his arm around my waist.

I turned to look at him and rolled my eyes. "You tell me. This was your idea, oh mighty hunter!"

Doug laughed. Squeezing me closer to him, he took a sip from his Heineken. As always, his laugh was loud and genuine, and a few people glanced over at him and smiled. I did as well. Doug was one of those people whose smile and laughter and almost annoyingly at times, upbeat personality, spread to those around him. I tended to be more on the serious side and was the one who worried about everything so we balanced each other out well.

Still looking at him, I appreciated the gleam in his big blue eyes and the smile on his face. Even when he wasn't laughing or joking, Doug looked as if he were about to. Between his carefree expression, the blue eyes, and his dirty blond hair, Doug possessed a boyish charm that belied his forty-two years and made me fall in love with him again every time I looked at him.

From the neck down, however, there was nothing boyish about my handsome hubby. He wasn't tall at just under six feet, but he carried a solid hundred and ninety pounds, none of which was fat.

Doug had worked as a personal trainer since just out of college and led by example. His shoulders were broad and his arms and chest were a testament to a lifetime of working out as was his still perfect thirty two waist. Slipping my arm around that waist, I sighed. "So, you really have no idea how to do this?"

"Well," he said, giving me a sly smile, "I kind of figure you're going to have to be our ice breaker."

"What do you mean me? This was your idea!"

"Yup, and part of the fun is watching you get us started." He shrugged. "Think about it, Kim. If I approach one of these girls, I might get slapped for being a creepy old guy and—"

"You don't look old or creepy," I told him, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "You're a good-looking guy, and damn, do you fill those jeans out!" I gave his ass a good hard squeeze for emphasis.

"Well, to you, maybe, but some of these girls will think, eww, he's my dad's age. But even if they are receptive to me, how do we know they would be into you?"

I frowned. "Well, you have to—"

"So," he went on, "I figure if you approach them and they seem into you, that's half the battle. And it would be less creepy if you start talking to them, then point me out and go from there."

"You could have discussed this before," I pointed out, scowling.

"But then we wouldn't be here!" He laughed again. Lowering his face to mine, he gave me a soft kiss. "Come on, baby, cast the line and reel in a hot one."

"Like they won't think, eww, she's my mom's age?"

"Hell no, baby. You just look like their hot older sister!" he told me with a perfectly straight face.

"You're full of shit!" I smiled though. "But you are smooth!" I turned back to look at the crowd and shook my head.

"Thing is, the ones with boyfriends are off limits and the rest are all here with a bunch of friends." I tapped him on the chest as I continued. "You know, Doug, that's a problem. I strike out and one of these little blabbermouths tells their friends and it's all over the club."

"Well, don't strike out." For the first time, he looked serious. "Okay, well keep looking and see if either one's alone or maybe just with a friend."

"This would be so much easier if we were looking for a boy." I made a show of cupping my full breasts, pushing them further up in my already low-cut red dress. "Just show them these and say, 'hey, let's go'. Hell, they wouldn't even care if you were there as long as they got a piece." "You want a guy?" He shrugged. "It's been a long time since we have, but you know, if you want to—"

"No. You're all I need when it comes to cock. Besides, a guy is just for me. We can both enjoy one of these little hotties." I gave him a wink and a quick kiss. "But I love that you ask."

"Speaking of asking..." He leaned closer and pointed off to the left. "See the cute redhead in the black skirt?"

I followed the line of his finger and my eyes widened at the sight of a tall slender redhead. She was wearing a red sleeveless shirt that looked as if it could barely contain her breasts.

Even from a distance, I could see the top half of those creamy white globes and felt my heart skip a beat at the thought of what they would feel like. The black skirt Doug had called out was not just barely down past her ass, but was slit up the side, exposing her skin up to the hip.

As I stared, she glanced my way. The killer body belonged to a face that looked as if she may have had a hard time convincing people she was the required eighteen.

"Oh my god, she's precious!" I exclaimed. "I'm so glad we came to an under-21 club!"

"Now, that's a remark every husband should hear coming from his wife!"

"Is it even better than, 'here honey, now you lick her pussy'?"

"Umm, no. I think that one is still tops!" He laughed and nodded back towards the redheaded goddess who, to my amazement, had just sat by herself at one of the small tables along the edge of the dance floor. "I was watching her before. She was dancing with a guy, then he wandered off. Just before I brought your drink, she was up there with a cute blonde and they were either putting on a little cock tease show, or she's into women."

"Really?" I took a deep breath. "Okay, well I'll try to—shit!" I exclaimed, glancing at my watch.

"What's the matter?"

"We were only supposed to eat, then sit by the beach for an hour or so. We're supposed to be keeping an eye on Jenna, remember?"

"Oh, please." Doug waved his hand at me. "We've been home the last four nights and so has she. The most she did was have her girlfriend sleep over to watch some movies."

"Maybe because we've been home." I frowned as I continued my train of thought. "If we stay out maybe she'll—"

"What, have a guy over? So what, she's nineteen."

"Try telling her parents that if she does something stupid when we're supposed to be keeping an eye out." Doug rolled his eyes, but I kept going.

"They're only gone a few more days and it's the first time they've left her alone for more than a night. They're going away for two weeks next month too, and Jenna really doesn't wasn't to go and the grandparent's that watched her moved to Florida last year. They agreed to give her the chance to stay home as long as we would watch out for her and she doesn't get in any trouble. Maybe we should hold off."

"Come on, Kim, Jenna's not that type. Don't get me wrong. She's a pretty girl and I'm sure the boys notice that, but I never see her dressing slutty or hanging around with guys. She's a good kid. I doubt she'll do anything, and besides, how does she know what time we're coming home?"

"The way I'm dressed might make her think we're—"

"Forget Jenna!" Doug snapped. "That girl looks like she's leaving!"

I glanced over. A wave of indecision passed through me when the girl stood and slung her purse over her shoulder. "I think she is leaving!"

"Hold on," Doug said. I could feel his fingers around my waist trembling with excitement. "Come on, honey," he whispered. "Head for the bathroom, not the door!"

Even as I held my breath waiting to see which direction she would turn, a wave of mixed emotions flowed through me. I was concerned we were supposed to be doing Jim and Laurie a favor by keeping an eye on their daughter, but at the same time was nervous, as well as turned on, at the thought of trying to pick this girl up. Smiling, I realized what I also felt was young. Young and adventurous.

"Yes!" Doug raised his beer in a salute as our target put her back to us and headed for the bathroom.

I watched the back of her long, well-shaped legs for a moment before raising my gaze higher and letting out a low whistle at how good her ass looked in the skintight skirt. "Goddamn," I whispered.

"Jenna will be fine. She has our numbers if anything is wrong." Doug gave me a playful push. "Now go get her, hot stuff!"

"How?" I put my hands up.

"She was up there with a girl, so follow her to the bathroom. On the way out, see if she'll dance with you. I think you can handle it from there. Now go work it, baby!"

"And you'll be working hard, sitting here watching me take all the risk?" I rolled my eyes.

"You get her on the floor, and I'll be doing everything hard! Now seriously, go hit the bathroom. She won't make it back across the floor without someone putting a move on her."

I nodded. After a quick kiss for luck, I threaded my way through the crowded dance floor. Even though I was on my way to try to seduce the redhead, I still couldn't keep my eyes off all the young women bumping and grinding around me. God, I was hot, and it wasn't just from the warm summer air! If we couldn't make this work tonight, I was going to see if the escort service could deliver on short notice because no way in hell was I going without a sweet little treat tonight.

"Hey!" a voice called out directly behind me.

I turned around to see a good-looking young man with dark hair and a pair of beautiful hazel eyes looking at me.

"Me?" I asked.

"Yeah, um..." He looked down a little nervously and continued. "I was wondering if you'd like to dance?"

I smiled at the thought this young kid wanted to take me for a spin. A few minutes ago, I would have just to put on a show for Doug, but I needed to get my ass into the bathroom.

"You want to dance with me?" I gestured towards all the people around us. "All these pretty girls and you want someone who could be your mom?"

He laughed. "My mom never looked like you! Age doesn't matter, hot is hot!"

"Why, thank you! Honey, you just made my night." So far anyway. "Tell you what, I'm trying to hook up for, um"—I winked—"a different kind of fun, but hey, if it doesn't work out, I'll keep my eye out for you and maybe we can share a dance or two."

He blatantly gave me a good long up and down stare."Well, I know it sounds selfish, but I hope it doesn't work out."

"You'll be the first to know, sweetie!"

I turned away and as I headed for the bathroom made sure I put some extra swing in my hips. I could just imagine him watching my ass the same way I had stared at the young girls and felt my nipples stiffen once more. As I closed in on the bathroom, I looked around and noticed more than a few of the young men around me turning to look and began smiling and nodding at them. Damn, we would have to do this again. Maybe next time it would be a young man we would bring home.

I entered the bathroom and a fresh case of nerves assailed me. Through a stroke of luck, a quick glance told me that there was no one in the stalls and that my hopefully soon-to- be newfound friend was at the long counter fixing her hair in front of the mirror. There was one other girl there as well, but she was leaning against the wall speaking quietly into a phone and staring down at the floor, her long blonde hair hanging over her face and concealing her features. Taking a deep breath, I walked over to the counter. Standing next to the redhead, I put my purse down and removed my lipstick.

While I slowly applied deep red to my lips, I looked over at my heart's current desire. From this close, I could see that despite the makeup she appeared even younger, and I had no doubt she was just eighteen. Her big blue eyes were focused on her face as she applied her own pink lipstick and I dropped my gaze to stare at her amazing cleavage. Her creamy white breasts were bigger than my own rather ample chest and I could all but feel them beneath my touch. With her red hair and fair complexion, I could just imagine how pink her nipples would be, which meant her pussy would be as well.

My own pussy was heating up again, and as the girl looked over at me, I gave her a smile and returned my attention to my reflection. I put my lipstick down and made a show of fluffing out my long black hair, and acting as if I were checking my mascara, peered closely at my large expressive brown eyes. I risked a sidelong glance her way and felt my heat skip a beat when I saw she was still looking at me. My dress was not quite as low-cut as hers, but it displayed my breasts well and was short enough to show off my long legs that were well-toned from years of jogging with Doug. I stepped back and adjusted my dress, pulling it up slightly before smoothing it down over the curve of my hips.

I stepped back to the counter. As I tried to figure out what to say, she made my night by speaking first.

"You have really pretty eyes," she said softly.

"Thank you." I flashed a big smile. "So do you. I always wished I had big blue eyes like yours."

"Thanks." She giggled, the sound causing a wave of heat between my legs. She gave me a nervous smile and seemed as if she were trying to think of something else to say.

"Actually," I spoke up, her shyness helping me to grow bolder, "You have a very pretty everything."

"Oh!" She smiled and to my delight blushed. "You really think so?"

"I do." I nodded and reached out, gently brushing a strand of red hair from her face. "I'm Kim, by the way."

"Becca."

"Nice to meet you, Becca." Seeing her looking down at my legs, I fought to keep my voice steady as I asked, "You here alone?"

"Sort of. I came with a friend, but then she ran into a guy she knew and sort of left me hanging." She paused and once again gave me that shy smile. "Are you?"

"Sort of." I winked, not wanting to mention Doug right then. "Anyway, I'm all set here and was going to head out onto the floor." I smiled and took the plunge. "Would you like to dance with me?"

"Yeah, sure!" she answered quickly.

"Then, let's go!" As I spoke, I extended my hand and to my delight she smiled and took it.

I lead her out of the bathroom, and as we made our way towards the middle of the floor, I spotted Doug and tried not to laugh when he saluted me with his beer. There was a fast-paced dance mix playing, and as I guided her to the side of the dance floor facing Doug, I released her hand, and turning to face her, began to dance. The song wasn't conducive to getting to close to her, but that was fine with me because right now I was getting a damn good show.

Becca was standing about three feet in front of me. Raising her arms over her head, she shook everything she had, and goddamn, did this girl have it to shake! Her tits looked as if they could fall out of her dress at any moment. I hoped to hell they didn't because I didn't know if I would be able to resist grabbing them. Becca did a quick spin sending her long red hair flying and her skirt flaring up flashed me a quick view of the cheeks of her ass.

As I put on a show of shaking my own considerable assets, I made a similar spin and saw Doug staring at us with a look of pure lust on his face. I had no doubt that he was as hard as he said he would be. The look in his eyes sent another wave of heat through me. I turned back to face Becca and caught a similar look in her blue eyes as they immediately fastened on my tits. My nipples stiffened at the idea that she was into me and I would have no trouble seducing her. But it wasn't just me I was trying to get her to play with, and I hoped to hell I could count on some good old-fashioned reason-inhibiting lust to get her to go along with us.

I received another sign things could go our way as the high-tempo dance mix ended and a slower mix with a nice sensual beat came on. Without hesitating, I stepped up, put my hands on her hips, and began swaying seductively. Becca gave me one of those precious nervous giggles and moved along with me. I leaned in close and her blue eyes widened as our breasts pressed together. It was everything I could do to hold back a moan at the contact, especially when I noticed my nipples weren't the only ones that were hard.

Becca's hands left my hips and started slowly running up and down my sides. I quickly spun and leaned back against her reaching behind me. I wrapped one arm around her neck drawing her face next to mine. Dropping my other arm, I reached around, and throwing caution to the wind, placed it on her ass and squeezed. I felt Becca's breath against my neck when she gasped. I released a breath of my own at how firm her ass was. I could feel her rubbing her breasts against my back as her arms encircled my waist.

I noticed Doug wasn't the only one watching us now. I saw several guys turned around at the bar staring. Doug was going to be getting any dirty, fucking thing he wanted from me for months to come for coming up with this idea! He was smiling as always. I saw him say something to one of the guys next to him, who glanced back at me and then slapped him on the shoulder. I had no issue with his bragging about me. Grabbing Becca's wrists, I gently eased her arms from around my waist and as I began to turn, told her, "Spin around for me."

Becca gave me a big smile and turned around, leaning back into me with an eagerness that had me hoping she would be as eager for Doug as she appeared to be for me. My thoughts were cut off as her firm ass pressed into my stomach. Imitating me, she reached back with both hands and grabbed my ass. This time, I couldn't stifle my pleasure and moaned directly into her ear. She squeezed my ass again and slid back and forth rubbing her back across my aching tits. I reached around as she had done and ran my hands up her sides.

Unlike Becca though, my hands kept moving, and unable to help it, I slid them along the sides of her tits. I felt her tense a little, but when I stopped with my hands just beneath them, she placed her hands over mine and eased them up just enough for me to cup them.

"Oh, honey," I whispered as I nuzzled my face past her hair so I could speak in her ear. "They're amazing."

She giggled. As the music stopped, I placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck. I let her go, and as she turned to look at me, I saw she was as red as her shirt.

"Sorry," I said, taking her hands in mine. "I couldn't resist."

She started to say something, but fate smiled on me again when a ballad came on. Not giving her a choice, I put my arms around her neck and began swaying slowly in time with the music as I stared into her eyes. She seemed nervous but was breathing heavy with her eyes fixed on mine. In an instant, I knew the first part of our plan had worked; she was all mine. We remained silent for a moment. Her, I'm sure because she had no idea what to say, and for me, it was simply enjoying not only our breasts pressing together but looking at Doug over her shoulder.

"So Becca," I began softly, winking. "Are you into girls or just giving me a little tease?"

She blushed again and lowered her eyes. "I...I do like girls sometimes and you're really beautiful!"

"Then, why so nervous?" I asked, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice.

"Because I've only done it a couple of times and with girls my age. You're"—she giggled—"an older woman. I...I'm out of my league."

"Oh, honey, you're just perfect!" I laughed, placing my lips to her ear. "So would you be interested in coming home with me tonight?"

She laughed nervously. "Wow. You don't play around, but uh...sure." She laughed again, and I licked my lips at the thought of that sweet pussy in my mouth.

As the song continued, I guided her around so that she was now facing Doug, and then began swaying back and forth again, keeping her there.

"So," I began, my heart racing, "Do you like guys, too?"

Her eyes narrowed but with a shrug she answered. "Sure, I usually fool around with guys. It's just girls, sometimes." She gave me a big smile. "They make me cum harder."

"Oh, damn," I said, losing my cool for a minute. Seeing an opening for Doug, I quickly recovered. "You know, at your age, I'm sure you're right, but trust me, older guys?" I leaned closer and whispered, "Oh, honey, they can make you cum so hard! They know just what they're doing!"

"Really? I don't know. Being with a guy my dad's age would be creepy."

Crap, I thought, but continued. "Depends what they look like. Hey, see that blond guy in the black shirt watching us?"

"Yeah, he's been staring at us since we've been up here."

"Think he's good looking?" I asked, crossing my fingers behind her neck.

"Umm...yeah. He's cute, really in shape."

"He's old enough to be your father, but he's not creepy is he?"

"I guess not." She leaned back and frowned. "How do you know how old he is?"

"Well," I paused, and thinking that was smooth on my part, here goes nothing, "Because that's my husband."

"Your..." The frown grew bigger and I felt my stomach lurch. "Husband? You're married?"

"Well, you asked if I was here alone and I said sort of?" I tried to laugh but stopped when Becca eased back from me.

I didn't try to hold onto her. As my arms slid from her shoulders, she pointed at me. "So...So you want me to come home with both of you?" She looked back at Doug, and then asked, "You want me to let him watch?"

"I...well I thought that—"

"Oh, my God!" she exclaimed. "You want me to..."—her eyes grew even wider—"do both of you?"

She spoke loudly. I looked nervously around to see if anyone was paying attention. Fortunately, the music had kicked up again and everyone was dancing. I took a quick look over at Doug, and the expression on his face told me he was reading her body language.

"Look Becca," I said, stepping closer to her, "You were really into me and we can have a good time and you like guys, so, I mean..." I smiled and took her hand. "Think of how much fun it could be. We'll go nice and slow and we can start and—"

I stopped when she shook her head and eased her hand from mine.

"I'm sorry, Kim, but that's pretty weird and you guys could be, you know, sick or something."

"Look at us, Becca" I said, not wanting to give up. "We're out here in public. There's a club full of people who've seen us together. We're not looking to hurt anyone. We just really enjoy girls your age."

"You do this a lot?"

"As often as we can!" I laughed then stopped when the look on her face didn't change.

"Well, I'm not into that. I like to have fun, but I'm not a pig. I'm not going to be..." She pursed her lips as she tried coming up with the word. "Used like that."

"We wouldn't be using you!" part of me said to just let her go, walk away, and maybe try with another girl. But she was so perfect! "Just being playful!"

"Sorry, Kim." She turned away.

"Becca, please." I caught her arm. "How about you just come over to the bar and sit with us for awhile. We'll talk and see if you feel comfortable. If not, forget it and..."

She hesitated and looked over at Doug again. I felt my hopes rise, but with a sigh she said, "No. For or all I know you could be filming me."

She crossed her arms below her tits, pushing them out even more, and after staring at them for a moment and imagining what it would be like to suck on them, to watch Doug play with them, I leaned over and blurted out, "We'll pay you!"

"What?"

The second I said it, I knew I shouldn't have, but it was too late now and I pressed on. "We'll pay you. We have money. You're probably in school and could use some help and we..." Becca looked as if she were thinking about it and I told her, "Five hundred dollars."

"Five hundred!" she exclaimed.

I nodded. "Yes! For just a couple of hours. I promise you'll have a great time too!" I gave her what I hoped was a disarming smile and added, "Please?"

"You're going to pay me to..." She suddenly scowled. "What do you think this is a sleazy porno? You guys run one of those hidden camera sites or something? I live at home and don't need any money. Even if I did, I'm not a whore!" She turned and stormed off. This time, I was smart enough to let her go.

I turned around blushing in embarrassment as I made my way through the crowd hoping no one had heard her. We were going to have to get out of here and quick.

"That didn't end too well, now, did it?" Doug asked as I reached him.

"No." Disgusted, I leaned against the bar next to him. "She was really into me, even said she would come back and play with me, but said the three of us would be too much."

"And she got that mad?" He whistled. "Because she looked—"

"I got desperate and told her we would pay her."

He rolled his eyes. "Kim! Are you nuts? It's one thing to just try to hit on her, but soliciting is a damn crime!"

"Shit, I didn't think of that." I shook my head. "I guess we better get going."

"You want to try again?" He pointed. "I saw this—"

"Not after what you just said! Let's just go. It was a good idea, but it didn't work, and now I'm afraid she'll say something." I sighed. "Besides, maybe it's for the best. We should be home watching Jenna while she thinks her parents trust her enough to be unwatched."

"Okay, well I need to use the bathroom, then we'll go." Doug pushed himself away from the bar and started to walk away.

"Hey!" I caught his arm. "Want me to call the agency? We'll be home where we're supposed to be and I'll have them come around the back like they always do in case any of the neighbors are still up."

"Too late." He shrugged. "Maybe tomorrow night."

"But I want to play!" I said, all but stamping my foot.

"I love it when you're bratty." He flipped my lower lip. which I had pushed out at him. "Try and see, I'll be right back."

I nodded and watched as he worked his way through the crowd towards the back of the club. Reaching into my purse, I removed my cell, planning to call the agency. Maybe they would have a red-head available. I had just found the number when I heard a voice behind me.

"Mrs. Wilson?"

I turned around and felt as if someone had hit me in the stomach. Standing in front of me was Jenna whom we were supposed to be looking out for. So much for this being a good idea, I thought.

"It is you!" Jenna exclaimed excitedly. "I was sitting over in the corner and saw you dancing!"

Oh, for the love of God, could this get any more embarrassing? I was trying to come up with an answer when I took a good look at her. My eyes widened, and whatever words were forming in my mind, vanished. Jenna's normally long, straight blond hair had been teased out, giving her a wild appearance. Her perfect full lips were coated in a deep pink. Her large blue eyes, so similar to Becca's, were accentuated by heavy eye shadow as well as mascara.

Unlike Becca who had looked so young, Jenna looked much older than her barely legal status. My eyes dropped down to see what she was wearing. My jaw almost dropped with it. Jenna was sporting a one-piece black dress that was so tight it appeared painted on, her smallish tits propped up well. I swallowed hard at the sight of her nipples poking through the material. Somewhere in my mind, it occurred to me I was staring, but I was completely mesmerized by the sight in front of me.

Jenna's parents had moved in ten years ago and their daughter had always dressed like a tomboy. Not necessarily unflattering, but almost always jeans and tops or an occasional sundress that went to her knees. I certainly had no idea she'd had a body like this! Unable to help it, my eyes worked their way down. The dress ended so far up her thigh that if she sat down and opened her legs, whoever was across from her was going to get one hell of a show. I had no doubt that if she dropped something, it was staying on the floor or the guys behind her would be very happy.

Jenna was tall. Her long, slender legs looked damn good ending in a pair of black stiletto heels with straps around the ankles. Fuck me shoes if I'd ever seen them.

"Mrs. Wilson?"

I jerked my eyes back to her face. After giving her a nervous smile, I said, "Wow, Jenna. I didn't recognize you! You usually dress kind of—"

She nodded. "Plain. I like to be comfortable, but when I come to a place like this I like to, you know"—she winked—"show off."

Getting control of myself, I decided to turn the tables on her. "I thought you said earlier today you were staying home tonight? I know you're eighteen, but with your parents away, you're supposed to let us know when you—"

"Guess you like to show off, too," Jenna interrupted, making a show of looking me up and down. I watched as her eyes seemed to linger for a moment on my tits. Laughing, she declared, "You look hot, Mrs. Wilson." The smile left her face. Looking me in the eye, she added, "Damn hot."

"Oh, thanks." I could feel my cheeks burning, not all of it from embarrassment. The way she had said that and how hot she looked—

Knock it off. This is a girl we used to babysit when she was a kid. In fact we were still sitting her in a way. She wasn't checking me out, and God knows I shouldn't be looking at her, but as she had said, damn!

"So how come you guys are here?" she asked. "Doesn't seem like your kind of crowd."

There was a slight smile on her lips. I felt my stomach turn again. The last thing we needed was her running her mouth to her parents that we were here. Jenna wouldn't know, but they might figure it out, especially if they had ever noticed the occasional young girl coming and going late at night from our house.

"We thought it would be fun." I gestured towards the floor. "People our age are just kind of dull, and you kids have so much fun. We figured we would come try it out for ourselves."

"Oh, so Mr. Wilson is here? I didn't see him."

"Oh, yes!" I said quickly. "I wouldn't come here alone."

She gave me another sly smile. "I figured you were or you would be dancing with him, not that pretty girl."

I stood there hoping my face wasn't betraying my dismay. This was getting worse by the minute. If Jenna had been watching, then she saw how hot Becca and I had been getting. Her parents were old-fashioned and she had always given me the impression that she was a little sheltered, and my little dance had been pretty blatant. Still, I decided to try to play it off.

"Doug doesn't really like to dance. I certainly don't feel comfortable dancing with a young guy, and you know it's always okay for girls to dance."

"I don't know, you guys were getting pretty close." Jenna tilted her head, her smile growing. I frowned. I had the distinct feeling she was mocking me. Starting to sweat, I wondered how long it took Doug to take a leak.

"Well, I—" I tried to come up with something, but she cut me off again, this time with a laugh.

"That's okay. I know what you were doing."

"You do?"

Uh-oh, I thought. Jenna drove that feeling home when she leaned closer and whispered, "You were getting Mr. Wilson all worked up, weren't you?"

The twist in my stomach turned into a sharp stab. I didn't even try to speak as Jenna continued speaking softly. "You were all over her. I saw you kiss her neck and she was into it!" Jenna laughed. "Looked like you were, too. When I first saw you, I thought you were alone and trying to pick her up!"

I could feel her hot breath on my neck and became aware of her breasts touching mine as she leaned in close. As if they had a will of their own, my nipples stiffened despite the awkwardness of the situation. A sense of relief flowed through me when she eased away from me. That relief was short-lived as she leaned against the bar and continued to stare at me with that mocking smile.

"I..." I gave her a sheepish grin. "Kind of yeah. Like I said, we were looking for something a little different tonight."

"Oh, is that what you're looking for tonight?" Still wearing that Cheshire cat smile, Jenna pointed her slender pink-tipped finger and asked, "Just something different?" She added a wink to the smile. "Or something you've done before?"

I looked away from her and two words slammed through my mind. She knows. Or, she at least suspected, but how? Not everyone thought the way we did, unless maybe she just thought I was bi? She was now looking at me, the smile gone, but an expectant look on her face. My eyes trailed over her shoulder, and then I saw Doug approaching. He slowed up just before he reached us, giving Jenna an appraising look from behind. When he looked up, he smiled and gave me a thumb up. I shook my head, but as he came up directly behind Jenna, he said,

"Hey babe, who's your sexy friend?"

Jenna's face lit up. Turning to face him, she exclaimed, "Hi, Mr. Wilson!"

If not for our current predicament, the look on Doug's face would have been comical. His smile fell and his eyes widened. All in all, his face declared nothing short of 'Oh, shit,' and I had no doubt our clever little neighbor would notice.

"Jenna?" he replied weakly. "Wow, uh, I wouldn't think this would be your type of place."

Jenna laughed. "Hey, that's funny; I was just telling Mrs. Wilson the same thing about you guys!"

"Right." He nodded and looked at me.

"I told Jenna how we thought maybe we would see how the younger crowd has fun and stop in for awhile."

"So, Mr. Wilson, you like watching your wife dance with pretty young girls?"

Doug's eyes narrowed. Instead of answering the question, he asked, "Jenna, do your parents know you come here and"—he gestured at her body—"dressed like that?"

"Nope." She giggled. "My parents have no idea about where I go or what I do." She looked back at me with a wink. "Trust me; they would shit if they knew what I did on the weekends, especially"—she placed her hand on my arm, whispering—"when they go on their summer trips." A nasty smile appeared on her face, "Sneaking out of my grandparent's house is really easy." This was followed by another giggle, "Not as easy as being left alone though."

Doug nodded. "That's right! They're gone until Tuesday. Your dad asked me to keep an eye on you so—"

"Well, here I am!" Jenna laughed, spreading her arms out wide and doing a quick turn between us, as if showing herself off.

As she turned from him, Doug looked at me and mouthed, "Oh, my God."

I shook my head, mouthing back, "Don't even think about it!"

He quickly nodded, but his eyes were fixed on Jenna's ass as she finished her turn and faced me, asking, "Hey, can I call you Kim? I mean, I am eighteen, and we are out at a club."

"Sure," I said. "But I really doubt your parents would—"

She rolled her eyes. "Ignorance is bliss." Surprising me by taking my hand, she said, "Hey Kim, wanna dance with me?"

"Oh, no, we were just leaving," I said quickly, ignoring the dismayed look on Doug's face.

"Awww, come on!" she pleaded. "Just one song!"

"You know, Jenna, I don't think that would be uh...proper."

"This place isn't about proper. It's about fun!" She laughed. "Besides, you weren't caring about proper with that redhead!"

"I didn't know that redhead," I pointed out. "Besides..." I stepped away from Doug and beckoned her closer to me.

She eagerly stepped up to me. Lowering my voice, I said, "Besides, you were right. I wanted to get Doug going. A little treat for him, and now we're going to head home."

"Ohh," she cooed, the sound causing a flutter between my legs. "That's a hot thought, because if you don't mind me saying, Doug is fine!"

Ignoring the growing heat between my legs, I smiled. "Thank you, I think so." I gestured at the dance floor. "So, I like to keep him happy, and I did, and now—"

Softly, Jenna said, "I bet you keep him happy. Bet he makes you happy too, but..." She paused then, that nasty little smile reappearing. "I think sometimes you guys need a little more to make you happy."

"Jenna, I have to say I don't like how you're speaking to me."

"Yes, you do. But I get it. You have to put on the show."

"What?" I asked incredulously.

If I didn't know her age for a fact, I would swear this wasn't an nineteen-year-old I was dealing with. She sure as hell wasn't the Little Miss Innocent Doug and I had envisioned her as. Even though I knew I shouldn't do it, I started to imagine what those perky little tits would look like and how her long legs would look wrapped around Doug's waist.

"Speaking of shows," Jenna went on, "How about one more?" She looked over her shoulder at Doug. After giving him a playful wave, she turned back. "Come on, you don't think Doug would like to see you dance with me? Your cute little neighbor acting not so cute? Bet that would really get him going." She sighed. "I know it would get me hot."

She took my hand again, pushing her lip out into a pout. "Please, Kim? One dance?"

"Jenna, I really shouldn't. What would your mother—"

"Think of you and Doug gawking at young girls?" She shrugged. "I'm not sure, but well, you know if we dance, I couldn't say anything to her because—"

"Are you....blackmailing me?"

"Aww, don't be like that." She pouted again. "You keep asking if they know I'm here, so I figured I would do the same thing. Now let's go!" She tugged on my hand. "Just one and I won't ask again!"

I looked over at Doug and saw his eyes locked onto her legs. I had to clear my throat to get him to look up. "Jenna wants to dance, Doug, but can you please tell her we have to leave?"

Jenna turned to look at him. Making a show of looking at his watch, he shrugged. "I'm sure you have time for one."

"Yay!" Jenna cried out. "Let's go!"

I allowed her to tug me towards the floor and shot Doug a dirty look, pointing at Jenna and shaking my head again. He nodded, but with a smile leaned back against the bar eager for the show. I told myself I would keep this one simple, keep my distance, and—

"Hey!" I called out when the second we were out on the floor, Jenna quickly stepped around me coming up from behind, wrapping her slim arms around my waist.

"Hey what? We have to make it look good, no?" she asked as she pressed her small tits hard into my back.

I didn't answer as she began swaying side to side, her hands dropping to my hips and trying to guide me to move with her. After a look at Doug who appeared more excited than he had watching me with Becca, I started moving in time with Jenna, taking her hands and placing them back around my waist. She cooed in my ear. As my pussy heated up, I tried to keep my mind from trying to justify taking this further.

Jenna let my waist go. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she urged me to turn around. I spun to face her and she immediately stepped closer to me. Raising her arms over her head, she did a slow, sexy shimmy all the way down to the floor. I gasped at the feeling of her hands on the backs of my knees. As she began to work her way back up, her soft hands slid all the way up the back of my legs right up under my skirt.

"Jenna, s-stop that," I hissed at her. "I—ow!"

I cried out when she reached my ass and gave it a hard squeeze. She had lifted the back of my skirt up, and I heard several whistles behind me and a guy calling out, "Nice thong!"

I blushed furiously, my eyes following Jenna who had worked herself back up to a standing position. She raised her arms over her head again, but this time, she took her long blonde hair up with it. She began moving faster, gyrating her hips wildly while shaking her head back and forth. Her blonde hair whirled about her, her eyes closed, her perfect lips parted. I swallowed hard at how damn sexy she looked. Unable to help it, my eyes dropped to her tits as she shook them.

Jenna dropped her arms and spun around, driving her ass back into me. She leaned back against me as I had done to Becca. I brought her arms up behind her and wrapped them around my neck. She began sliding back and forth and lowering herself as far as she could without moving her arms and then sliding back up. I couldn't hold back a moan as her bare upper back rubbed my nipples through my dress while her fingers played in my hair. With a start, I realized this girl, who was less than half my age, was completely taking control of me.

I turned my head to see Doug staring at us, his blue eyes wide, his face flushed. Even from a distance, I could see he was breathing hard. I had no doubt he was envisioning Jenna and me naked and writhing together in our bed. I also saw quite a few of the young men and women around us watching. Caught between being humiliated and turned on, the latter won out as I focused on Jenna. She shimmied up and down again, and this time as she came to her feet, I worked my way down to the floor in front of her.

Jenna laughed delightedly and several people clapped and cheered around us. As she had done, I let my hands wander along her long, smooth legs as I worked my way up. I stopped at the backs of her thighs, but couldn't resist placing my hands on her ass over her dress and pulling her into me. Her arms quickly went around my shoulders and we started to sway back and forth, our faces only inches apart. My pussy was starting to drip, and my nipples were aching as her blue eyes stared directly into mine.

Jenna's lips were still parted, and she was flushed and sweating. Her nipples pushed against my dress through the flimsy material of hers, and I told myself to get away from her. But my body wasn't listening and my mind was racing. Christ, she was hotter than Becca, and I had no doubt she was interested. Or was she? If this was some kind of game and I asked her back to our house, there would be hell to pay. I considered turning to look at Doug, but knew he would be of no help. If anything, he would beg me to bring her home—

Just then, Jenna leaned towards me, her head cocked and her mouth opening further. My eyes widened as hers closed and her lips sought mine. I moved my head back, but her hand slid up through my hair holding it long enough for her lips to graze mine. I gasped as those soft, full lips lightly pressed against me. Before I could stop myself, I kissed her back. Jenna released a soft purr that sent a shiver through me. Her tongue flicked out across my lips, then resting head on my shoulder, she whispered in my ear, "Please, take me home with you."

"What?" I couldn't believe what I'd just heard.

The music changed to a ballad. Sliding her arms down around my waist, Jenna rocked back and forth in time to the slow beat. My hands on her arms, I tried not to think of how soft and smooth she was.

"You heard me. I know why you're here, Kim," she said softly.

"We...this is our first time here, Jenna. We're—"

"Looking to pick someone up. I want to be that someone."

Her tongue flicked across my ear. Gathering the last of my senses, I pulled away from her.

"I don't know what you think you know, but I—you're wrong." Turning, I walked quickly off the dance floor and over to Doug.

"What happened? Are we—"

"No!" I snapped in frustration. "Christ, Doug, are you serious? That's Jim and Laurie's daughter!"

He frowned. "Yeah, I guess you're right, but goddamn, Kim. I never knew she was that hot, and I really think she—"

"She wants to come home with us. She knows, Doug. But I told her she's wrong, and now we have to get the hell out of here."

Without waiting for him to respond, I grabbed my purse from the stool next to him. Taking his hand, I led him through the crowd towards the front of the club. We had just passed through the doors and past the guys checking the id's of the kids coming in when I heard my name called. I turned to see Jenna hurrying after us.

"Hey guys, wait a minute!"

"Be firm, Doug," I whispered to him. "We can't!"

He sighed. "You're right."

She reached us. Making sure to keep my eyes on her face only, I said, "Jenna, please, I think you misunderstood what we—"

"Okay, listen." Jenna put her hands up. "Just give me a minute, please?"

"Go ahead," Doug said, causing me to elbow him in the side. "But, uh, make it quick."

"I know you guys were here to pick someone up."

"Jenna, we went through this and you're wrong."

"Kim, my bedroom faces your house. You think I haven't seen those girls come and go?"

Doug stiffened next to me. I did my best to keep looking at her as if nothing were wrong.

"They show up around ten or eleven and then leave a couple of hours later." She smiled. "Always young, always cute, and always dressed. Kind of like me!" She crossed her arms, pushing her small chest further out of her dress. "So, what are they, night maids?" She laughed. "Actually, I think one was dressed as a maid."

I looked at Doug who was nervously chewing on his lip and remained silent as she continued.

"And tonight? You were really hung up on that redhead, Kim, because you didn't even recognize me in the bathroom."

"Bathroom?" I frowned, and then recalled the blonde girl leaning against the wall with her head down on the phone. "Oh, Jesus," I whispered.

"You have a pretty everything, Becca.' Jenna laughed. "You were picking her up. You guys are into playing with girls my age and"—she slowly worked her tongue across her pink lips—"I want to play."

"Okay, look," Doug said. "You're not stupid, and you're certainly not naïve, so I guess we can't deny it."

"Doug!" I elbowed him again, but he went on.

"So, all I can say is I hope you won't say anything to anyone."

"I promise I won't! I've known for awhile and never said anything, even to you guys, but I..." She stopped and looked around at a few kids standing near us. Stepping forward, she put her hands on our shoulders, lowered her head, and spoke quietly. "It turns me on. Doug, I've thought you were hot since I was old enough to know what hot is."

"Listen, I'm flattered but—"

"Then I...well I played around with a couple of girls and now I think about you too, Kim. The two of you are just..." She sighed. "I think about it all the time! And when I saw you guys tonight I couldn't help trying!"

I looked at Doug and caught him staring at me. I could see he was wavering. Taking his hand, I squeezed it and shook my head.

"Jenna, the thing is, we know you. We don't know those girls. That's a big difference. Never mind we've known you since you were a kid. It would be—"

"Even more fun! Come on, you guys know I'm just what you're looking for. You would be lying if you said it wouldn't be a turn-on! Besides"—she looked first at me then over to Doug—"think about it. I'm right next door. Anytime you guys want to, we could just play!" with a soft sigh she added, "You do know my parents are traveling for more than half the summer right?"

"We can't," Doug said, with absolutely no force behind his words.

Trying to pick up his slack, I removed her hand from my arm. "Jenna, go back into the club and have fun. You're right. That's what we enjoy, but—"

"You know what I like?" she asked as if I wasn't speaking.

"What?" Doug asked softly.

"At night after I shower, I lay naked on my bed and get out my vibrator and watch porn on my laptop."

"Jenna, enough," I said, sounding about as convincing as Doug.

"But not just any porn," she continued in a soft purr. "A site called Couples Seeking Teens. It's all videos about people your age playing with girls like me. I get off to them and think of you guys. I want to play!" She pushed her lips out in a precious pout, her lower lip trembling. "Please, I'll do anything you want!"

"We...um..." Doug sighed. "Damn."

"So, how about we get in our cars and I meet you back at your place and we have fun?" She gave me a huge smile. "It's the weekend and my folks are away. I could even spend the night. Wouldn't that be fun? You guys don't do that, but you could with me! Hmm, that would be nice sleeping between the two of you."

That image caused my heart to skip a beat and Doug squeezed my hand so hard it hurt. I looked at Jenna but remained silent knowing the only word that would come out was yes. Jenna looked around. Seeing no one was close to us, she stepped directly in front of me, grabbed my hand, and yanked it up under her skirt. Caught by surprise, I didn't have a chance to resist as she pressed my hand between her legs. "Oh!" I whispered at the feeling of her bare flesh, her soaking wet, bare, hot, and oh, so smooth flesh. She started sliding my hand back and forth, and I could feel the edge of it sliding between the lips of her pussy.

"Hmmm," Jenna moaned. "I took them off, just before I came to see you at the bar. See how bad I want you?"

She pulled my hand from under her skirt. Too stunned to fight her, I watched as she brought it up and shoved it in Doug's face. He placed his nose against my hand and took a deep breath. His eyes closed, he took my hand from Jenna's and guided it under my nose. I took in her scent as I looked at Doug's smiling face, and we both said, "Let's go."

*****

"I can't believe we're going to do this!" I said for the third time since we'd left the club. "Jesus, Doug, what if she—"

"Enough, Kim," Doug said as he sped up and went around the slow-moving van in front of us. "It's too late now. We admitted what we're into, not that she didn't know anyway, and it's not like we don't want to, so"—he glanced over at me and placed his hand on my thigh, giving it a squeeze—"let's go have some fun."

"We shouldn't, but she's so fucking hot!" Shifting in my seat, I felt my thong sticking to my pussy. "God, I'm wet!"

"As wet as she was?"

"Shit, Doug, she was dripping!" I placed my hand under my nose again. "Damn, I can't wait to taste her!"

"Wait's almost over." Doug guided our black Lexus off the exit. "Do you see her behind us?"

I looked into the side mirror but didn't see Jenna's red Toyota.

I frowned. "No. She was behind us just before we got onto the highway. Hey," I said nervously. "You don't think she was screwing with us, do you?"

"I doubt she would let you touch her pussy if she was." He gunned the car through a yellow light and crossed the intersection, turning left onto our street.

"True, but you never know and—"

"Oh, I don't think we have anything to worry about," Doug said softly. "Look at that."

I looked down the street towards our house and saw Jenna's car in her parents' driveway. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her sitting on the swing on our porch.

"Damn, she drives as fast as she moves."

Doug pulled into the driveway. Before he had even shut the car off, I was out of it and heading for our eager partner. When she saw me coming, she stood up and gave me a huge smile. I noticed she had removed her heels. Her toes were painted in the same hot pink as her fingers.

"Where were you, slow pokes?" she asked.

"You do everything fast?" I asked as I walked up the stairs towards her.

"Nope!" She shook her head. "I take my time when it counts."

As I met her on the top step, she looked down at my tits and licked her lips. "I bet they're beautiful," she whispered.

"I bet everything about you is," I said, resisting the urge to kiss her right then and there. I didn't see any lights on around us, but still, no need to take a chance. I could wait another minute.

Doug came up behind me, and Jenna turned her gaze to him and sighed. "I can't believe you're going to fuck me."

"You...aren't shy at all, are you?" Doug asked.

He walked past us, and I had to laugh as he was so excited he dropped the keys trying to get into the house. "Jeez, first day with the new fingers," he joked.

"I bet they'll do just fine," Jenna said from next to me.

Doug got the door open. Stepping to the side, he made a show of waving us in. Jenna walked past me and Doug reached out and took her hand, running ran her long nails lightly across his cheek. As I walked by him, he looked at me and whispered, "Kim, we're not going to regret this."

I took his hand. As we entered the living room, Jenna stood across the room near the hallway. I made my way to the couch and gestured towards it, saying, "Come sit down, honey. You want something to drink?"

Jenna shook her head and laughed. "The only thing I want in my mouth is you guys." As Doug and I exchanged a "Are we dreaming?" glance, Jenna laughed and exclaimed, "And no way am I sitting down. I'll meet you in the bedroom!"

With a giggle that sent my overheated pussy flowing again, she turned from us and skipped down the corridor towards our bedroom. When she reached the door, she turned back to us and rolled her eyes. "Well, aren't you coming?"

"We will be," I said. Casting any semblance of control to the wind, I almost ran down the hallway after her.

Jenna giggled and entered the room. I followed to see her standing in front of our bed, a huge smile on her face. I immediately went over to her. Moving so quickly she caught me by surprise, Jenna threw her arms around my neck and pressed her lips hard to mine. Unlike the club, this was not a teasing kiss. I groaned as my incredibly eager young neighbor all but attacked my mouth. My arms went around her slim waist, and this time, it was Jenna who moaned in her throat as I returned her kiss with equal fervor.

I felt movement next to me and saw Doug ease past me and stand behind Jenna. He caught my eye and mouthed, "Goddamn" as he watched us kiss. My attention left Doug when Jenna's tongue pushed against my lips and I opened my mouth to welcome it inside. We both purred softly as her soft wet tongue danced across mine and we began to rock side to side causing our breasts to slide across each other. My nipples had been aching for the last half hour, and I decided it was time there was no clothing between us.

Slipping my hands down her ass, I grabbed the bottom of her dress and tugged on it. Continuing to thrill me with her enthusiasm, Jenna broke the kiss and raised her arms over her head. I tugged the dress, over her hips when she gave us another thrill.

"Oh, please let Doug do it!"

"Well, hey how can I say no to a sweet request like that?"

Doug slipped his hands underneath mine and I could feel them trembling with excitement. I eased back and watched with baited breath as Doug, with a teasing slowness I had to give him credit for, slid Jenna's dress off.

"Oh, honey." I cooed. "Oh, look at you!"

Jenna's long slender body was nothing short of perfect. Her perky tits were small, but well shaped with delicious looking pink nipples. Those nipples looked as hard as mine felt and each one turned up slightly. Forcing my eyes down, I took in her smooth flat stomach along with the silver barbell pierced through her navel. My eyes then locked onto her smooth, pink pussy peering out at me from between her thighs. Jenna still had her arms over her head showing off and tossing her dress to the side; Doug reached around her and cupping her small tits in his large hands, gave them a squeeze.

"Oh, yes," Jenna moaned. Shoving her ass back into Doug, she ground it against him.

"How do they feel, baby?" I asked, licking my lips.

"Amazing," holding them up, he started stroking her nipples with his thumbs,

"That feels sooo good!" Jenna whimpered.

That sound sent a shiver down my spine, and, I eagerly fastened my lips around her right nipple.

"Oh, my God!" Jenna moaned as I began swirling my tongue expertly around her swollen pink flesh.

I gasped around her precious little nipple when I felt her hand in my hair as she shoved her chest into my face. I sucked as much of her breast into my mouth as I could and was rewarded with another of those adorable whimpers. Doug was still teasing her other nipple and had mover her blonde hair to the side and was kissing the soft skin of her neck. Jenna reached back with her arm and wrapped it around his head, urging him to continue.

Still tonguing her nipple I stared at the look of absolute pleasure on her young face and realized I had far too much clothing on. Releasing her nipple I raised my arms up and sighed, "Me too?"

Jenna groaned as my mouth left her nipple, but then moaned again when Doug quickly replaced it with his thumb. She gave me that eager smile and reaching behind me, unzipped my dress. Her lips found mine and she began to tease them softly as her hands moved to my shoulders and pushed my dress down. When she got it to my waist, her hands went back around me and I felt my heart begin to pound as her fingers unsnapped my bra. I could feel her fingers trembling against my back and she was moaning softly into my mouth as Doug continued to fondle her nipples.

Jenna pulled my bra apart and I straightened my arms for her to slide the straps off. Instead she grabbed the front and yanking it down caused my breasts to spring free.

"Damn their beautiful!" She slid her hands beneath them.

I started to thank her, but all that came out was a loud moan. She ducked her head and her full, pink lips fastened themselves to my hard, rose-colored nipple. Jenna moaned around it as she began to suck it and her fingers stroked my other nipple. Doug was still fondling hers and leaning over I caught his lips and our tongues explored each other's mouths as Jenna worked my nipples. Doug broke the kiss and removing his hands from Jenna's tits, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up from my breasts.

She groaned in disappointment, but then squealed in delight, when Doug turned her to the side so she was standing between us and we each took a nipple into our mouths.

"Oh, fuck this is hot!" she cried out as she put her arms around us. As I licked her nipple, I looked across at Doug and felt my pussy start to drip watching him tongue that pretty pink nub. My hand slid down Jenna's flat stomach and she whimpered as my fingers began caressing the soft skin of her mound. She gasped and jerked forward as Doug's hand had slid down her back and gave her ass a hard squeeze.

"I think Doug has too many clothes on," I said, grabbing his shirt.

"Oh, let me!" Jenna laughed, and as Doug raised his arms, eagerly peeled his shirt over his head and threw it to the side

"Hmmm," Jenna purred as she ran her hands up and down his chest. "Damn, you're hot!"

"And you're perfect!" Doug exclaimed, and wrapping his arms around her waist, drew her into a hard kiss.

Jenna yelped in surprise, but then moaned as his mouth devoured hers. I pushed my dress down over my hips and kicked it aside. Now wearing just my red thong, I stepped up behind Jenna and moving her hair began kissing her back as I fondled her firm little ass. She cooed delightedly and started grinding her ass back into my hands. I began trailing my lips down the smooth creamy skin of her back. Sinking to my knees behind her, I started sucking on the cheek of her ass. Jenna moaned and I looked up to see she was now leaning into Doug who was still sucking on her nipple.

She was looking over her shoulder at me and grabbing her hips, I turned her so she was now facing Doug. Giving Doug a playful push, I said, "Why don't you sit down for us, baby?"

Doug sat on the edge of the bed, and knowing from experience what I wanted, drew Jenna down with him so she was now bent over in my face. I spread her cheeks open and with no hesitation plunged my tongue into her little pink rosebud. Jenna squealed then called out,

"Oh, I like that! Kim, you're a dirty girl!"

I laughed then started swirling my tongue around the edges of her puckered hole, before pushing it inside. Jenna moaned, wiggling her ass in my face. As I tongued her ass, deliberately teasing myself with the knowledge her deliciously young pussy was just inches from my mouth, I turned my head slightly and looked into the mirror over my bureau. Doug and I had many sexy guests in this room over the years and the mirror was positioned perfectly to be able to watch all the action on the bed.

Right now, Jenna's hands were on his shoulders while he continued to move his mouth from one nipple to the other. His large hands were around her thin waist and I was treated to the sight of myself on my knees behind her, my face buried in her tight little rear. I eased my tongue back and grabbed Jenna's arm just above her elbow. I tugged down on it and said,

"Why so shy, honey? Why don't you see how excited Doug is to be playing with those pretty tits of yours?"

Jenna quickly dropped her hand down onto Doug's bulging crotch and groaned, "Damn, that's hard!"

"All for you," Doug told her. "Well, and my hot wife," he added with a wink in the mirror.

"Nice save," I told him while watching Jenna rubbing his cock through his jeans.

"I want to suck on it!" she said looking up into his eyes. "Can I please suck your cock, Doug?"

"Trust me; you don't have to say please!"

"My parents raised me to be a good girl!" she giggled, then cried out. I had slid my hand up between her legs, and slipped two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. "Yes!" she moaned her hips rocking back into my fingers.

"Oh, Jenna," I whispered as my fingers pushed deep inside of her hot and incredibly tight young slit.

"Faster, please, faster!" she whimpered.

"Why don't you show me how you suck Doug's cock, and if he likes it, I'll go as fast as you want?"

Jenna needed no coaxing and as I slowly pumped my fingers in and out of her juicy little slit, she unzipped Doug's jeans. I smiled at her discovery. "No underwear? You were at the club like that? You guys are even nastier than I thought you'd be!"

"I think we're feeling that way about you right about now," Doug said softly, as he lifted his hips off the bed.

Jenna pulled his jeans down over his hips and down to the floor and I licked my lips at the sight of Doug's long thick cock springing free.

"It's so big!" Jenna cooed.

Quickly taking it in her hand, she began pumping it slowly and I felt a surge of heat flow through me at the look of pure lust on Jenna's face. Her tongue ran slowly over her lips and I held my breath as she lowered her head. Doug moaned softly as her full soft lips wrapped around the tip of his cock and it disappeared between them. I heard Jenna moan in her throat and Doug gasped as with no warning she began sucking his cock fast and hard. My eyes widened at how well she was taking him deep into her throat and I recalled her saying if her parents only knew half of what she did.

Well a lot of what she did must be to suck cock, because she was taking Doug well over half way down with each quick suck and the look on his face was a cross between surprise and ecstasy. I could hear Jenna noisily slurping on his cock and when I saw how wet he was from her mouth; my hand strayed between my legs and began rubbing my clit through my thong.

"Damn, that feels good!" As Doug put his hand on the back of her head, he said, laughing, "But slow down a little, trust me. "It's not going anywhere, and Kim wants a good show."

He pointed to the mirror and I saw Jenna turn her head slightly. I gave her a wink and then moaned as seeing me she slowly eased Doug's cock from her mouth, "How do I look sucking your husband's cock?"

"You are a nasty little thing," I replied, then leaning forward, took my eyes from her and plunged my tongue into the beautiful pink pussy that was winking out at me from between her thighs, Jenna moaned loudly as I got my first taste of our horny little friend. I sucked hard, causing her to gasp and my eyes rolled back in my head as my mouth filled with her sticky juices.

"Don't forget about me," Doug told her.

I angled my head just enough so that I could see the mirror while still probing Jenna's sweet snatch and watched her take his cock back into her mouth. This time she slowly bobbing her head and I started rubbing my clit harder when I saw her looking up at Doug with those big blue eyes as she blew him. I eased my tongue from inside her and took my time sliding it down through the soft folds of her pussy, heading for her clit. Jenna whimpered around Doug's cock and her hips twitches as I stopped and ran my tongue teasingly across the skin just below her swollen pink nub.

I gave that pink button a soft kiss causing another moan to come out around Doug's thick cock and then gently took it between my lips. Jenna whimpered and I started sucking on it while pumping my fingers more quickly in and out of her pussy. Jenna started rocking her hips and I could feel her thighs starting to tremble against my face. She had removed Doug's cock from her mouth and was now running her pink tongue up and down his shaft. She was moaning from the effects of my tongue and her eyes were now closed. There was a look of bliss on her face as she took him back into her mouth that caused me to remove my face from between her legs and crawl around her so I was now kneeling next to her.

Jenna whimpered in disappointment, but when she saw me reach out and begin to massage Doug's balls, she smiled. "You going to share with me?"

"I would love to." Pressing down on the small of her back, I urged her to sink to her knees. "And don't you worry, Jenna, you are going to cum so many times tonight you'll lose track!"

"All I care about right now is Doug coming." She winked as she lowered herself to the floor next to me. "Right in my mouth!"

She punctuated that remark by taking him deep and sliding her tongue out worked her mouth slowly back up, her protruding tongue pressed against his shaft. She removed his cock, and then with another lust-inspiring giggle, pointed his cock at my face. Doug was staring excitedly at me and sliding my tongue out shoved it into the slit of his dick. I pulled it back, taking a trail of pre-cum with me, and as he watched, slurped it back up.

"So hot," Jenna whispered, then yelped in surprise as I leaned over and shoved my tongue between her lips.

Overcoming her surprise, she eagerly sucked on my tongue and I thought she really was a nasty little thing. I slid my tongue from her mouth and after tracing a teasing circle around the head of his cock, took my husband deep into my hot wet mouth. Doug sighed as I took him all the way down to his balls and showing off for Jenna eased my tongue out and started licking them.

"Wow." She shook her head. "You can really suck cock!"

I winked at her then closing my eyes released a soft sigh of my own as I took my time enjoying Doug's long thick cock. I began bobbing my head in a slow steady rhythm and as I did could feel Jenna's eyes on me. A moment later more than her eyes were on me and I moaned around Doug's hard flesh as Jenna's fingers found my right nipple. I heard Doug moan louder and opened my eyes to see that Jenna was massaging his balls as she played with my nipple. Sliding Doug's cock for my mouth, I said, "I guess you have watched a few videos!"

Jenna nodded and with a nasty smile leaned forward and began flicking her tongue along the head of Doug's cock. She was looking at me expectantly and with a nasty smile of my own, I began licking the other side.

"Oh, fuck," Doug groaned as he placed his hands on the backs of our heads.

I barely felt his hand on in my hair as I watched Jenna's tongue dance across the tip of his cock. I leaned closer and our tongues began to graze across each other as we licked and teased his swollen head. Jenna pressed her lips around him and I immediately did the same. I moaned softly as we kissed with Doug's spongy flesh between us. Hoping she would follow suit, I slid my lips slowly down the length of his shaft then back up again. Jenna didn't disappoint me and next time my lips took their slow journey along the length of my husband's cock, Jenna followed suit.

Doug's hips twitched, causing his cock to slide between our lips. I murmured, "Stay still" to Jenna. We stopped, and taking his cue, Doug began pumping his hips, thrusting his cock between our soft lips. I pushed my tongue out so it would slide across his shaft and saw Jenna do the same. Her blue eyes were wide as if she couldn't believe she were doing this. Putting my hand on her back, I couldn't resist sliding it down.

I gave her ass a squeeze, then reaching further, slid my fingers through her wet lips and found her swollen clit. Jenna gasped around Doug's cock, but kept her lips pressed to it. I could feel Doug's thigh shaking against my shoulder. Placing my fingers around his cock, I gently stroked just the base. I withdrew my lips from him and looked up to see he was sweating and breathing hard. He saw me looking, and I asked, "You want to cum for our pretty little friend, baby?"

"For both my pretty friends."

"Hmm, good catch." I winked, then pointing his cock at Jenna, said, "You want some, honey"

"Oh, yes please," she whispered, and took his cock deep into her mouth.

As Doug moaned, I watched with my pussy dripping as Jenna moved her head is a slow rhythm. She was whimpering around his cock as my fingers began rubbing her clit in hard fast circles. She was starting to grind her hips back into me and with a smile at Doug; I ducked my head and began sucking on his balls. His hips jerked and his knee began to move up and down, as he grew closer. My pussy was on fire as my two lovers were both closing in on coming. Removing my mouth from his balls, I eased his cock from Jenna's mouth and took it into my own.

Knowing he was close I sucked him slowly as my fingers moved faster on Jenna's clit. Even as she moaned and rocked against me, she lowered her face and started licking Doug's balls as I had done. Jenna was breathing hard. I saw she was licking slowly, pausing in between to release a high-pitched whimper as her thighs shook against the edges of my hands.

"Oh, Kim," she groaned. "Please...please don't stop!"

I started sucking Doug hard and fast and felt his fingers tighten in my hair. "That's it, baby!" he whispered. "Just like that!"

"Oh...oh!" Jenna kept moaning as her hips moved up and down into my busy fingers.

Doug's hips started rocking, thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth and quickly popping it out, I shoved it in Jenna's face. She obediently opened wide and as she took Doug between those perfect lips, I gave her clit a little pinch. She yelped around his cock. As I began rubbing her clit hard between my fingers, her eyes widened, her back arched, and her mouth opened around Doug's cock she emitted a loud high-pitched squeal.

"Keep sucking, please!" Doug called out.

Grabbing the back of Jenna's head, I gently pushed it down on my husband's cock. Our neighbor's nasty little daughter proved to be a good girl and despite the fact she was still squealing as she came hard into my hand, began bobbing her head. As Doug began to moan continuously, Jenna squirmed against my hand, whimpering as she sucked. My nipples were aching and my pussy was begging for its own release, but right now all that mattered was hearing Jenna squeal in delight and watching Doug move his hips, fucking her willing mouth with his thick cock.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Doug cried out.

Jenna's blue eyes became even wider and she made a surprised gurgling sound as Doug erupted in her mouth. That look of surprise quickly changed into another look and one that caused my hips to start moving. Jenna's eyes rolled back in her head and she released a moan of pure ecstasy as she began sucking him harder. Doug as thrusting his cock deep into her mouth and I moaned myself at the sight of some of his thick white cum drooling out of the sides of her mouth and down his shaft.

Jenna's bucking against my fingers slowed down and she emitted a soft satisfied purr as the last of her orgasm flowed through her.

"I want some!" I laughed. Grabbing Doug's cock at the base, I yanked it from her mouth.

I was rewarded with a spurt of cum hitting me on the lips before I sucked him deep into it. I groaned as his cock continued to squirt into my willing mouth and also at the sight of more of his cum spilling from Jenna's after greedily sucking down some of his thick cum, I removed my mouth and jerked him off watching the last of his cum spill down his shaft. I received another thrill when Jenna quickly started licking it from his cock moaning as she did.

When Doug's cock had nothing more to give, I released it and grabbing Jenna by her cheeks pulled her into a hard cum filled kiss. We both moaned as our lips parted and our tongues passed Doug's sticky fluid back and forth.

"Fuck, that's hot," Doug said in between deep breaths.

I pulled my head back so there was a line of cum between us and then eagerly slurped it back until our sticky lips were pressed together again.

"Hmm, that tastes good!" Jenna purred as she made a show of licking her lips.

Speaking of licking lips, I was dying to get to hers. Standing up, I grabbed her hand. Urging her to her feet, I told her, "Lie on your back."

Jenna looked at the bed and with another of those perfect giggles threw herself onto the bed on her back. She bounced and laughed as she pushed with her legs, scooting herself further up the bed. I leaned over, and after giving Doug a long kiss, whispered, "Let's enjoy our little friend."

I crawled up along side of her and immediately fastened my mouth around her left nipple. After taking a second to remove his jeans and shoes, Doug crawled up on the other side of her and began sucking her other nipple.

"Oh, shit," she moaned. "God that looks good!"

We both made a show of tonguing her nipples and I watched Doug's hand slide down her soft flat stomach and disappear between her legs.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned, and by the way she started thrusting her hips, I knew Doug had slipped a couple of fingers inside her.

If I had any doubt, his remark of "Damn, she's tight" cleared that up.

I saw him place his thumb on her clit and Jenna cooed in delight and I felt her body relax between us. I looked over at Doug and after kissing her nipple started sliding down the bed. I let my tongue slide along her stomach and saw her watching me a look of anticipation on her face. Across from me, Doug was doing the same thing and as he stopped, teasing his tongue along the swelling of her pubic mound, I slid down between her legs.

I took a deep breath and my eyes rolled at the sweet scent of her teenage pussy and gently spreading her lips flicked my tongue across her clit. Jenna's hips jerked and she moaned loudly. Doug was still fingering her and grabbing his wrist I urged him to go faster. I watched as his thick fingers slid in and out of her pussy and licked my lips at how wet they were. I gave her clit a quick kiss, then holding her lips apart, said, "Want a taste, honey?"

Doug was now lying across her waist, his cheek resting on her mound. With a smile, he slid his tongue out and began licking her pink nub. I watched excitedly as my husband licked Jenna's pretty pink pussy, then added my tongue beneath her clit as he licked the top.

"Oh, my god!" she moaned. "You guys are being so good to me!"

"Damn, she's perfect!" Doug whispered. "And right next door!"

That thought sent my pussy into high gear, and I said, "Honey, you need to get behind me and take care of me!"

Doug nodded, but continued to lick her clit. He sucked her button gently between his lips before releasing it with a loud smacking sound and getting off the bed. I saw his cock was still hard and dripping and I knew where it needed to be, but after I came as hard as my two partners already had. I drew my knees up under my stomach so my ass was in the air and began tracing my tongue in slow circles around Jenna's swollen button. She sighed contentedly and reaching down, placed her hand in my long black hair and began playing with it.

I worked my tongue down through the folds of her soft wet flesh and paused as I felt Doug's strong hands spread my cheeks open. The second he plunged his tongue deep inside my oozing pussy I did the same to Jenna. The two of us cried out, and then again, as I sucked hard, getting a mouthful of her sweet nectar. Behind me Doug had done the same and I heard him groan as well. I started tongue fucking her, just as he was doing, and spreading her wide, started teasing her clit with my fingernail.

Jenna whimpered then gasped when I slipped two fingers inside her hot little box. Doug had removed his tongue from inside me and started licking slowly up and down the length of my pussy, stopping just below my clit.

"Don't tease!" I groaned into Jenna's pussy. "Just suck me off, baby! We'll all go slow later!"

"Oh, later!" Jenna giggled, then caused me to gush in Doug's face when she added, "And tomorrow morning will be even better! God I love to fuck in the morning!"

I felt Doug pause behind me and heard him say softly, "You know, her parents do travel a lot!"

"Yes, they do! Especially in the summer." Jenna laughed, then moaned as I took her clit into my mouth.

I started sucking it in time with my pumping fingers and speaking of fingers, I cried out when Doug roughly shoved two of them into my sopping pussy. He followed that by sucking my clit so hard into his mouth I moaned in discomfort. That feeling quickly gave way to pure pleasure as I got used to it and I began to rock back and forth into his face, as my tongue worked its magic across Jenna's hard clit.

Despite having just cum, I could feel her thighs already starting to tremble and raising her legs, she gave me a thrill by placing her soft feet on my back. I began swirling my tongue faster around her clit, then stopped and gasped as Doug added a third finger inside me and gave my clit a playful nip with his teeth.

"Suck it!" I begged as I felt my orgasm building within me.

Doug did as I asked and the room was filled with the sound of not only his smacking lips as he devoured my aching clit, but the wet sucking sound of his fingers going in and out of my drenched pussy. I could feel my juices dripping down my thighs and began to moan into Jenna's pussy as my back arched and I felt my body teetering on the edge. Doug eased his other hand from the cheek of my ass and with no warning jammed a finger into my ass. I lifted my face from between Jenna's thighs and released a long loud howl of pleasure as I went off like a rocket.

"Oh fuck, baby!" I screamed as my pussy convulsed around his pumping fingers, "Keep sucking!"

Doug continued to work my clit as his fingers pumped hard into both my holes. I screamed again and saw Jenna looking at me in shock as my hips bucked wildly into Doug's face. I closed my eyes and let out a long shuddering moan as wave after wave of intense pleasure flowed through me. I felt my pussy and ass contract around his fingers and released a sharp yelp as I felt my body let go and a gush of fluid squirted out past his fingers and down my thighs.

I rested my head on Jenna's warm thigh and sighed as the orgasm left me completely spent. I felt the bed move and Doug's hand son my hips again. A moment later I cried out in joy as he drove his long thick cock into my needy pussy.

"Yes, baby!" I called out. "Oh, fuck me!"

Doug didn't need any encouraging and as he began pounding away on my sopping pussy, I began sucking Jenna's pussy again as well as pumping my fingers into her as hard as I dared. She immediately began rocking her hips and moaning, "Oh, look at that! Look at him fuck you!"

As I continued to lick, I turned my eyes to the mirror and took in the sight of Doug's sweat slicked, well- muscled body behind me as he relentlessly drove his cock into me.

"I want that!" Jenna moaned. "Oh, please fuck me like that! Please Doug? I'll be....oh!"

She squealed as using both hands and gave her tiny pink nipples a pinch. I felt her back lifting off the bed and sucking her clit hard into my mouth started running my tongue across it while my fingers drove into her even harder. Jenna's thighs were trembling violently and she started thrusting her pussy into my tongue and hand as I coaxed her to cum for me again. It wasn't easy concentrating on what I was doing with Doug's big dick plunging into me, but I so wanted her to cum in my face.

I had no worries about being denied that as catching me by surprise, Jenna clamped her thighs around my face, thrust her pussy hard into my tongue and screamed as loud as I had. I felt her pussy contract around my fingers and she began bucking wildly as her second orgasm tore through her. She cried out again and again and I began yelping into her convulsing pussy as her cries caused Doug to begin to fuck me even harder.

Jenna's pussy clamped around my fingers and a warm wet sensation surrounded them as her pussy gushed from her orgasm. She moaned softly and her body slumped back into the bed. Her legs dropped from my back and she groaned, "Oh, I've never cum that hard!"

"I'll have to see if I can top that!" Doug said from behind me, then after giving me several savage pumps that caused me to yelp with each one called out, "I think our guest wanted me to fuck her!"

"Yes, oh, yes!" Jenna moaned.

Doug slid his cock from my pussy and I smiled at the wet sucking sound it caused. I crawled up the bed and after giving Jenna a quick kiss so she could taste herself from me, rolled over on my side next to her to watch the show. Doug eased up between her legs and grabbing her ankles lifted them up and spread them wide as he began sliding his big dick up and down her wet pink pussy.

"Oh, please don't tease!" Jenna whimpered. "Fuck me!"

"Go easy," I told him. "Let me see it."

Doug eased his cock down and started to slide it inside her. Jenna was so wet he slid back up along her pussy and her whimper of frustration caused me to smile. Reaching between her legs I grabbed the base of Doug's cock and as we exchanged winks eased him into our hot little friend's pussy.

"Oh, it's so big!" she groaned as he eased the entire length inside her.

As I had asked, Doug started slow, easing his cock all the way out to the head and gently sliding it back in. I watched transfixed by the sight of my husband's big dick entering her tight pussy.

"Faster, please." She begged.

Doug started thrusting not just faster, but harder and she moaned and her eyes rolled back as her tight pussy stretched around his cock. I leaned over and as I started sucking on her nipple reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit as he fucked her. I watched while I tongued her swollen flesh as Doug's long thick cock pumped in and out of her. It was glistening from her wetness and I saw she was starting to move her hips in time with his thrusts.

"You ready to really get fucked?" I asked.

"Yes!" she called out. "Nice and hard, fuck me like the bad girl I am!"

"Oh, honey, trust me, you're a good girl!" Doug told her.

Jenna began to laugh, but it turned into a squeal as Doug started fucking the shit out of her.

"Fuck!" she cried out. "Yes, like that! Oh, fuck its big!"

Jenna began to yelp repeatedly as Doug relentlessly slammed his prick into her. There was some discomfort in those yelps, but much more pleasure and the sight of her blue eyes bulging from her face, sent my recently relieved pussy back into gear.

"I think you should get to taste me now," I told her.

Swinging my leg over her chest, I slipped my legs under her arms and eased myself back until we were in a sixty-nine. Jenna continued to amaze me even as she yelped from the hard fucking Doug was giving her. Her arms wrapped around my waist and pulled my pussy into her face. I cried out at the feeling of her soft, wet tongue plunging into my pussy. She swirled her tongue around inside me and then quickly slipped her tongue up to my clit. I could tell by the way her tongue began dancing across my clit that mine was not the first pussy she had licked.

That thought got me even hotter, and as I started rocking back and forth into her surprisingly skilled tongue, I leaned over so my face was over her pussy and opened my mouth. Doug quickly withdrew his cock from her, and without hesitating, shoved it into my mouth. I groaned at the taste of Jenna's pussy from my husband's cock and stayed still as he began to fuck my mouth hard and fast. I easily took him all the way down and looked up at him as he used my mouth. He was sweating and breathing hard, but his eyes were locked on the sight of his wife devouring his cock.

I released his cock, balanced on one hand, and guided it back inside Jenna. She yelped into my pussy as Doug resumed fucking her. Those yelps grew higher in pitch as Doug leaned forward, bending her legs back. Her ass came off the bed. Doug was now drilling her even deeper. Still, her tongue continued to swirl about my clit faster than I thought would be possible. It was obvious she was looking to impress me by getting me off quick and I was more than willing to let her.

I started rocking back and forth into her tongue and letting my weight go, lying across her. Leaning my face down, I stuck my tongue out and Doug moaned as it caressed the length of his cock each time he drove into her. I switched off to licking her clit, and Jenna cried out between my legs. She caused me to do the same as she managed to surprise me again by slipping her fingers into my pussy. I started sucking her clit harder as Doug's cock pumped back and forth two inches from my face.

I could feel my legs trembling and my body already building for another release as Jenna's tongue remained focused on the task at hand. I started licking as fast as I could, now hoping I could get her to come again, this time with Doug inside her. I cried out in surprise and pleasure as Jenna had learned a lesson from Doug and drove one of her slender fingers into my ass. I looked up from her pussy and stared at Doug as I released a long, loud scream and began riding Jenna's face.

Doug grabbed my shoulders, pushing me up into a sitting position. I screamed again as this drove Jenna's fingers even deeper into me. I started rocking faster and harder, grinding my pussy into her face. Part of me felt bad, going this hard, but her tongue was still moving and she was squealing in pleasure between my thighs. I looked down and saw why. While still fucking her, Doug was rubbing her clit hard and her hips were moving as fast as mine.

I reached down to grab her nipples, giving them a hard pinch. Jenna screamed between my legs, and fortunately for me, my orgasm had finished as she stopped licking and was now simply crying out into my hot wet flesh. Doug continued to fuck her and moaned, "So fucking tight!"

Jenna's back arched and she howled into my pussy one more time before slumping back into the bed. Moving as quickly as my tired body would allow, I swung my leg from her and turned around, pointing my ass at Doug. He slipped his cock from inside her, grabbed my hips, and entered me in one smooth motion. I cried out in delight as he began fucking the shit out of me. I looked over and saw Jenna laying there panting. Her face and body were flushed and her blonde hair was dark where it was stuck to her sweaty face.

She looked over at me, and I told her, "Roll over on your knees for me!"

Jenna gave me a tired smile and obeyed, moving next to me. Doug removed his cock from my pussy and Jenna's eyes bulged and she yelped into my face as he drove inside of her.

"Oh fuck, that's deep!" she called out.

I leaned over and started kissing her. Jenna was doing the best she could to return it, but was yelping into my mouth as Doug fucked her. I didn't mind. I loved capturing those precious little squeals. Doug made me emit one of my own as he shifted back to fucking me. I looked at the mirror and took in the sight of the two of us with our asses in the air and thought no wonder he was always smiling. It wasn't bad being Doug.

Doug withdrew from me again and Jenna squealed as he pounded into her. I could hear him breathing even louder, each of his thrusts ending with a small moan. I knew he was close. Sitting up, I said, "Roll her over. I want to see her on her back again."

Doug nodded and grabbing Jenna's hips flipped her over onto her back. She yelped first in surprise then in pleasure as he quickly lifted her legs and started fucking the shit out of her again. I looked down at her admiring the sight of her small tits bouncing and her sweat slicked tight young body. Of course none of that looked as good as the sight of his cock plundering her little pussy. Doug was moaning continuously now and gasped, "I'm going to..."

"Cum for me!" Jenna called out. "Fuck me until you cum, cum all over me! Please!"

There was no holding back from that and after several more thrusts that caused Jenna to scream and the bed to shake, Doug pulled his cock from inside her. I immediately grabbed it and began pumping it hard and fast.

"Oh, fuck yes!" Doug screamed as a huge spurt of cum shot across Jenna's stomach and landed between her small tits.

I jerked him off furiously, watching his cum paint our nasty neighbors amazing body. It splattered all over her stomach and tits and when Doug whimpered softly and grabbed my wrist so I would stop. I leaned over and began slurping it up. Jenna moaned as I looked her in the eye while making a show of sucking every drop from her young flesh. When I was finished, I showed her my mouthful and my eyes widened as she opened her mouth and wagged her tongue at me.

I crawled over to her and opened my mouth. The cum spilled out in a long thick line directly into Jenna's waiting mouth. Jenna took every drop of it, then closing her mouth swallowed hard and opening it showed me her tongue and the fact her mouth was empty.

"Oh, my fucking god," Doug said as he collapsed on the bed next to me. "And you've been right next door!"

"Wow," Jenna gasped as she sat up. "You guys are something. I came three times!" She looked past me to Doug. "I've never been fucked that hard!"

"I...I did what I could. " He gave her a tired smile.

Jenna looked at me as I sat on my knees in front of her "Thank you for letting me come back here, Kim!" She giggled. "Thank you for letting me fuck your husband." She then winked. "And you!" Making a show of licking her lips, she sighed. "You have a sweet pussy!"

"So do you. And I'm glad we let you come here."

"I'll never tell!" she said, turning serious. "I hope you know that! I...want to be able to come back and play again!"

"I don't think we'll argue this time," Doug said as he forced himself to sit up and put his arms around both of us. "So, umm, hey you said you wanted to spend the night?"

With a big smile, Jenna looked at him and said, "The night? I did say my parents weren't going to be home until Tuesday, didn't I?"

"That's right." I nodded as I lay back on the bed.

I grabbed Jenna by her shoulder and pulled her down until she was lying next to me.

"And they go away again next month, too, right?" Doug asked, lying down beside her.

"Yup." She smiled. Rolling over, she put her head on my shoulder and slid her arm around my waist. "For two weeks!"

Doug rolled over slipping his arm around her to place his hand over mine. I placed mine over hers. Jenna sighed contentedly in my ear. "This is going to be the best summer ever!"