Author: thelaceylingerie

First Date

I am so nervous for our first date. We met earlier that week out at, none other than, the grocery store. We were both reaching for a container of olive oil, when our eyes met and it was instant attraction. We small talked nervously, mostly about the delicious beef wellington I have been wanting to cook but felt too intimidated to try, until you challenge me to make it for you later in the week. I happily agree, feeling all warm inside as I skip out of the store, already planning the evening. And now here I am, trying to pick out the perfect outfit to impress you with while my delicious meal is in the oven.

I hear the doorbell ring and I know you are standing right outside my door, in the hallway of my apartment, and my heart flutters. I wipe away nonexistent wrinkles from my dress and open the door to see you standing there, smiling, looking heart achingly handsome, with a bouquet of beautiful peonies and a bottle of white. Read more »

The Beach (FMF)

It was a lovely end of the summer day, perfect for a group trip to the beach. Will loved going to the beach and one of his girl friends had invited two new beach goers that she had met in her yoga class. Their names were Samantha and Chloe, and they were ridiculously attractive. Everyone stripped to their bathing suits and started out for the white sand, beers and waters, sunscreen, and towels in tow.

Will tried not to stare at the two hot women and decided his best chance to not get caught was to stay slightly behind them as the group walked to the beach. Samantha was a tall, big breasted brunette with piercing eyes and legs for days. Chloe was a fair skinned, long and lean, firm and big titted red head with a nice ass and a big bright smile. Samantha’s black bikini had a Brazilian back that showed off her ass while Chloe was wearing a purple string bikini with a thong back style. Both of their asses were looking fucking perfect. All Will could think about was what their pink little assholes looked like under those bikini bottoms. Read more »

The Nightclub

“I love this club,” Samantha shouted over the loud dance music to her girlfriends. “So many sexy guys and girls here, and the DJ is amazing!”

Samantha, in a tight, bright blue bodycon dress, hugging her perfect curves, and showing off her perfect cleavage and tight ass, hustles to the dance floor with her girlfriends, cocktail in hand, eyes closed, listening to the music.

Brian notices her, and can’t keep his eyes off her firm ass and long, lean legs, and those killer black heels with perfectly pedicured red toes. He notices her curled hair framing her face, and those eyes! He can’t stop staring at her, the way she grinds into the air and flaunts her sexy body, so confidently.

Samantha takes a break and starts walking to the bathroom, which is nestled deep in the back of the club down a long dark hallway. Brian follows, watching her ass bounce as she walks. He waits in the middle of the dark hallway as she disappears into the bathroom. As she reappears, he stands right in the middle of her walkway, making her stop in her tracks and bump up against him. She looks into his eyes, and she can see the desire in his face. She smiles, devilishly and sly, running her fingertips down his chest, “Excuse me, I nearly knocked you over,” she says. Read more »