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Kate and Linda spent a quiet few weeks reliving their recent adventures. Nothing too exciting happened to either of them, since, in real life, sexual escapades tend to run in cycles. You have a great couple of weeks, then a few barren ones. Then things start to perk up again. Kate was looking forward to the upcoming Halloween holiday, she loved dressing up in sexy exotic costumes and wandering the neighborhood, watching the children run shrieking from house to house. She wondered if any of the neighbors realized that the woman dressed in the micro-skirt, tall stiletto heels and heavy makeup was their neighbor Kate. She even talked Linda into going out with her that evening. Kate’s husband was out of town on a business trip for several days, and Linda’s mate went across town to play poker with some buddies. Once again, the ladies who loved cum were on their own.

“Lin, I just know you’ll love this – it’s so much fun to walk around the neighborhood all dressed up and seeing people’s reactions to us. They’ll never know its us!”

“I hope you’re right, hon, if this gets around Roger’ll kill me!” her friend responded, only slightly humorously. The ladies spent the afternoon before Halloween night getting their hair and fingernails done, both of them luxuriating in the splendor of the salon they went to. Their every need was catered to as they sipped champagne and strawberries. Linda, on a dare, even had the young beauty parlor girl trim her pubic hair back, until just a small patch wove it’s way on top of her mound, and her pussy lips were completely bared. Linda allowed herself a mini-orgasm as the cute young girl carefully trimmed and shaved her sexual regions. The girl was not as embarrassed as Linda might have thought – as she finished, she leaned forward and gave Linda’s crotch a loving swipe with her tongue, pausing to diddle her clit just long enough to let Linda know that she was turned on herself. Linda picked up her head between her hands and kissed her warmly.

The ladies anxiously awaited nightfall. In their part of the country, the sun set quickly, and the night, though seasonally cool, was not at all unpleasant. Kate was wearing a very short, tight skirt that rode far up her thighs, a tiny cotton halter top, and high red heels with stockings. The tops of the stockings just barely hid beneath the hem of the skirt, and if Kate bent down or sat, a nice expanse of creamy thigh was exposed, under the sensuous red garter strap. She loved dressing like that. Linda wore short shorts that seemed painted on her trim buns, and spent several minutes trimming the crotch up until her panties almost peeked through the seams. A lacy, almost see-through blouse and a black lace bra completed the outfit. Linda purposely wore the dark bra under the white blouse, so that interested viewers could see exactly what she was so proud of. Her legs were bare, but she also wore heels, though not so high as Kate’s.

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Kate and Linda left the mall, and decided to drive downtown and see ‘what kind of trouble they might be able to get into,’ as Linda laughingly called it. Kate was still buzzed about her momentous affair at the restaurant, and idly rubbed her crotch through the short skirt she had on.

“God, I’d love to be able to finger myself right now..” she murmured as Linda merged her car onto the expressway into town.

“Well, hell, go ahead, darling, I won’t tell!” grinned Linda. Kate looked at her with a gleam in her eyes. She pulled up on the hem of the skirt until her white pantied crotch came into view, then hunched down on the seat. She lifted her hips off the seat and pulled the crotch of her panties away until Linda could see the pink lips of her pussy peek out. Kate kept her bush trimmed away quite a bit, and Linda loved the sight of the glistening feminine lips. Kate moistened her index finger in her mouth and slowly wormed it up into her canal, closing her eyes and moaning softly as she did. She tweaked her clitoris as she slowly moved her finger in and out of her now-moist vulva.

“Oh god this feels sooooo good,” she breathed heavily. She continued massaging her mons and twisting first one, then two, then three fingers up into her depths. Suddenly she cried out softly, arched her hips up off the seat, and whimpered ‘cumming cumming cumming….’ through clenched lips and closed eyes. Linda smiled as her friend slumped back down onto the seat and sighed heavily.

Kate was awakened from her reverie by a honk from just outside her window. She abruptly sat up and looked out, straight into the face of the driver of a van who had pulled up to their right and, from all appearances, had watched the entire performance. He grinned at Kate, gave her the ‘thumbs up’ signal, and slowly passed their car. Kate just smiled at him and nodded.

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Kate and Linda were convulsed with giggles as they waltzed down the mall aisle from the shoe store.

“I never saw a guy look so astonished as when I tilted that shoe up and let the cum drip down into my mouth! I thought he was gonna have a heart attack!” wheezed Linda, almost out of breath from the laughter and excitement.

“Yeah, well now it’s my turn” spoke Kate, “and I want to do it up right, too. Let’s go get something to eat.”

“..and drink!” finished Linda.

The girls made their way to a nice upscale Italian restaurant that was hidden away at one corner of the sprawling mall. After waiting a few moments, the young blond headwaiter led them to a comfortable booth near the side of the restaurant, where they could see out into the mall and watch the shoppers walk by. They glanced at the menus for a moment, and Kate motioned for the waiter.

“Yes, ladies, what’ll it be today?” he said nonchalantly, innocently looking down the top of Kate’s loose blouse at her unrestrained breasts. She noticed him immediately, and pulled the menu close to her chest coquettishly.

“I’ll have the clams with white sauce, a salad with oil and vinegar dressing, and a cup of coffee.”

“And I’ll have the same, to make it easy on you.” said Linda, a moment later. “And please bring the coffee right away.”

He walked away, and Kate leaned over to Linda. “Did you see the way he tried to look down my blouse!”

“Of course, honey, isn’t that what you want?” laughed her friend. “What do you have planned for your ‘drink’?” she quizzed.

“I think I might ask for some special cream in my coffee, like you suggested! That ought to blow his mind!” Kate whispered.

Presently the waiter returned with the coffee, placing the cups on the table in front of each lady. “Creme or sugar” he asked, not aware of the ladies upcoming request.

“None for me, I like it black, but my friend has a special need…” said Linda, barely able to conceal the excitement in her voice.

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Kate and Linda were sitting at Kate’s small dinette table one summer morning, discussing the neighborhood gossip and local news. Their husbands were out playing golf, and as was their wont, Kate and Linda got together to chat, shop and generally goof off. Each was wearing short shorts and a light blouse, as the summer weather was quite warm.

“I tell ya, honey, that husband of mine is a real dud in bed sometimes. I dress sexy for him and talk sexy, and all he wants to do is shove it in me, jerk a few times, come, and roll over and fall asleep. I really do miss the wild times I used to have when I was younger, you know?” said Linda as she slowly sipped at the cup of coffee in her hands.

“Exactly. I mean, I love Roger dearly, and wouldn’t really want to spend my life with any other man, but jeeezus, I do get HORNY once in a while.” Kate responded. “What’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done, Lin?” she asked almost shyly.

Linda looked at her for a few minutes, gauging the depths of the other woman’s sensitivities. She swallowed the sip of warm coffee in her mouth and leaned forwards surreptitiously.

“When I was in college I got drunk accidentally on purpose at a fraternity party. After it got real late, I ended up being the only girl there. The guys all started talking about their sexual conquests, and they all claimed to be the worlds’ greatest lovers, you know?” She stopped for a second to take another sip of coffee. “I said that any woman worth her salt could outlast ten guys, and they all laughed. I challenged them. I got up real slowly, and stripped as sexily as I could, without falling on my face! A couple of the guys hauled some mattresses out to the living room, and I lay down right in the center of them. I started stroking my cunt and licking my lips really sexy, and before you know it, there were 20 or 30 naked guys dancing around. I laid back, crooked my finger at the nearest one, and motioned him over.

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Loneliness had become an unwelcome companion in the frigid winter nights of Agrabah. The days were still warm, but the desert cold swept through the palace with a viciousness that reminded Jasmine of vizier Jafar’s smile.

Ex-vizier, she reminded herself. He was a genie now, powerless and buried hundreds of feet under the desert sand in his own cave of wonders, where she hoped he would stay for the next ten thousand years.

She sighed and wrapped her woolen cloak tighter about her, looking out over the town where she had first ventured to find the man of her dreams, her beloved Aladdin. With the passing of her father, however, he had been named Sultan of Agrabah, and one of the consequences of his coronation was the slew of invitations to visit other Sultanates and confirm his position among them.

Not that there was any chance of war. Agrabah was a comfortable city that served its people well. Once, it had been an incredibly busy trading city along the profitable Myrrh Road, but the valley to the north had not seen rain in many years and the city there had vanished into the encroaching desert, taking the Myrrh Road with it. Agrabah’s charm along the Myrrh Road had been its powerful spring that fed their agriculture and kept them alive. Smaller now, poorer in riches but richer in spirit, Agrabah had become one of the most beautiful and self-sufficient sultanates in all of Allah’s lands, but it possessed little that would lead another warlord against it.

Her hands were freezing as she leaned against the painted stone railing. She decided to go inside, closing the ornate door behind her and crossing the cold tiles to the fireplace, stoking it up to great warmth. Behind her she heard a soft shuffle as someone pushed aside one of the heavy winter tapestries that held warmth in her room from fleeing to the rest of the chilly palace. A low rumble told her who her companion was, especially when he pressed his cold nose against the back of her neck. She turned around and grabbed the large tiger’s head in a soft and friendly hug. “Oh, Rajah,” she sighed softly. “He’s been gone so long.”

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