HWO

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It was called HWO, what it stood for very few knew, most men thought it was Health Women's Organization. In reality it stood for Hot Women Only or Hotel for Women Only.

It took a password to get past the receptionist a clueless busty blonde, named Candy, she was just nineteen, and pliable. I had recruited her from a women's studies class. I was onwer/manager of the place.

Basically it was a safe place for women to explore their most sensual desires without fear of rejection, or partner's interference. Some women got my card without truly knowing what they had and arrived expecting to be pampered in a health spa. Some got that but from nude, nymph like women.
Others I took for my own, their naivety and sexuality to potent for me to ignore.

She was one such woman, I had noticed her passing by several days and arranged for her to find my card. When she entered I watched licking my lips from behind a sheer curtain. Candy smiled and told her to relax and go to the second room on the right up the stairs.

I let her see the room for a while, watching her try the door, locked of course, the room was almost medieval looking with all sorts of torture devices present, except they were all padded, and sexual.

I slide into room from a hidden door a few silver chains adorning my full breasts, a silver belt draped along curve of my hips. my wrists and ankles chiming softly as i walked from the tiny silver bracelets that adorned them. my pale milky skin in stark contrast to my nearly black hair that framed my round soft face, my dark eyes peering into her's

OOC any female free to join....but please one session at a time. and it would be nice if someone took up role of Candy.

 

[Guest]

Candy

OOC: I'll take up the role of Candy. You can become her mentor. I have a feeling you will have plenty of women wanting *sessions* with you. <g> But I'll watch.

IC: I was majoring in Women's Studies in college when I met her. She gave me this job at HWO. I admired her from the get-go. My only female example was my mom that let jerk men run her over all her life. That was NOT going to happen to me.

So I decided to break the chain. I was NOT entering college to meet some jerk that would run the rest of my life, like so many women did.

But she was different, and I wanted to learn how she ticked. What did she have that my mom lacked? Besides self confidence, that is. I wasn't particularly interested in other women....all the time that is....but I wanted to balance myself out, and learn all aspects of human interaction.

So here I was. A willing participant in the lessons of life.

 

[Always]

LyAnna

I opened the door and stepped into the room. what I saw, however, astonished me...

I saw a beautiful woman with pale pale skin and hair like a starless sky adorned in silver chains. My emerald green eyes stared, suprised, back into hers. My long, thick and soft tawny gold hair fell about my shoulders as though it, too, was suprised. "I... I think I have the wrong room," I stammered. I remembered the tight black jeans and bright white halter top I'd chosen to wear, my full breasts holding it up all on their own. My middle-of-winter tan stood out against the contrast made by my clothes, my skin being a pale shade of gold. I took a few steps backwards...

 

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"no you have the right room, do you see anything you'd like to try?" my eyes linger over her ripe young body and i remind myself to teach candy how to operate the camera sometime

my eyes ran over assorted devices all meant to enhance sexual pleasure

"perhaps you'd like something to drink?" i pour a oddly frothy glass of creamy licquid

 

[Guest]

One thing she didn't know about me, was I wasn't afraid to learn about new things. She had mentioned something about cameras, and little did she know I had already figured out how to set them up and record. I hit the record button, as I pointed Shila to the correct room, and sat back to watch my monitor. This was going to be fun.

 

[Always]

"I... don't think so," I mumbled. I hesitantly reached a hand out to take the glass. I took a sip of the liquid; it tasted good, but it made me feel lightheaded. "Wha...What is this stuff?" I mumbled.

 

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just a little of this and that.....
i remain vague as i sit in a soft leather chair crossing my legs first letting the toy poke up between my legs as i sip from another glass.

"so why are you here then?" i want to pull her out make her willing if possible if not, the juice would do the trick

 

[Always]

I watched as she almost impaled herself on the chair and had to swallow quickly. For some reason, this was turning me on beyond beleif, even though I was a virgin...

"I... I needed a weekend away and I thought this was a... a health spa, for relaxation," I said quietly.

 

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"this place is very relaxing, mind if i ask you a few questions?" spreading legs and pulling a desk in front of me, puling a single sheet of white paper from it and using old fashioned looking pen with feather plume.

"name?"
"sexual orientation?"
"do you consider yourself
tame?
reserved?
risque?
adventurous?
quiet?
wild?
submissive?"

i slowly run down list jotting down answers feeling the silver jewelry become warmer as my skin warms up, feeling the toy jiggling between my spread legs the trim triangle of hair almost an arrow

 

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OOC going to be out of town this weekend and internetless
so can't post anything until sunday night

 

[Always]

(k, but i'll post anyway!)

"name?"

"Deanna," I replied
"sexual orientation?"

"Trysexual,"
"do you consider yourself
tame?
"No."
reserved?
"Do I have to answer these?"
risque?

"Yes."
adventurous?
"Yes."
quiet?
"Yes."
wild?
"Yes."
submissive?"
"No."

"And by trysexual, I mean try~anything~once," I mumbled.

 

[Guest]

I adjusted the video equipment as the prospective client answered my bosses cryptic questions. A nice close up of her face and breasts was a good way to begin, I thought. What she didn't understand, was the answers would inform my boss what direction she needed to turn.

"name?" "Deanna," she replied.

"sexual orientation?" "Trysexual,"

That was an interesting reply. I thought to myself, and made a note.

"do you consider yourself tame?"
my boss continued without flincing.

"No."

"Reserved?"
"Do I have to answer these?"
I heard a falter in her voice.
Risque?
my boss continued.
"Yes."
adventurous?
"Yes."
quiet?
"Yes."
wild?
"Yes."
submissive?"
"No."
that answer wasn't very strong, I noted.

"And by trysexual, I mean try~anything~once," [/QUOTE]

I hear the subject mumble.

Little did the subject know, the answers, and the tone of her voice when she answered them, gave my new boss a great deal of information. I wanted to let my boss know I had learned to operate the equipment she obviously wanted to have in operation during sessions such as this, so I buzzed her email, as she usually checked it before she began a serious session, so as to not miss out on a possible client. The message was simple.

"Miss Teri" I say, "The camera's are activated. Are there any other instructions before you begin?" I finish.

[Edited by MoonWolf on 10-01-2000 at 08:12 PM]

 

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i jot down the answers

"interesting," i lick my lips as i write and glance at her opening my laptop computer and checking my mail, a dear candy, was learning fast, i type in that i'd like her to prepare room number five, it was a favorite of mine, a large bath tub a variety of implements, and a delightful massage table. I send off the note and stand slowly closing the laptop.

"i think i have just the right thing for you to try." i feel my nipples hardening glancing down seeing them peak between two silver chains. "this way," my hand slightly brushing along your body as i open the door and move down hall to a pale mauve door, with a large rosey number five painted upon it.

"of course you must open the door yourself" i smile as i see her fight her curiousity and shyness.

"one more question, what is your level of sexual experience?" i ask somewhat casually as i practically know the answer.

 

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my name....Miss Teri

 

[Always]

I slowly and cautiously opened the door as she asked her last question. "I... I have none." I almost whispered as I looked around the strange room.

 

[Guest]

I type in that I'd like her to prepare room number five,

I read the email note seconds after she sends it, and immediately fulfill her request, complete and down to each detail. Miss Teri is very detail oriented, and so am I.

 

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"do you approve?" i had thought very little but none. my mind practically overloaded at thought of showing her, her sexuality.

"do you masterbate?" i ask closing door behind us hearing it click locked knowing the camera has just activated in this room.

"i think we'll start with a massage, if you'd take off your clothing," i turn towards you patting the massage table a fluffy rose colored towel lying on table. i move to small box opening it pouring a tiny amount of oil into my fingers rubbing them together heating it up as she timidly but with slowly building confidence disrobes

 

[Always]

I nodded as I looked around the room. It looked very relaxing, actually, and despite odd questions, I got the feeling this woman knew what she was doing.

I blushed and shook my head. I wasn't even sure what she meant by masturbate, but I had an idea. Or two...

A massage. That sounded... well, harmless, actually. I slipped out of my clothes and laid down on the table...

 

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smiling rubbing hands together moving towards you slowly running hands firmly down her back up and down along spine then rubbing up her side and along her lovely arms. concentrating on her back for moment, fingers occasionally grazing her full breasts along her sides.

fingers running down sliding along her firm butt massaging the two soft globes the warm oil making her skin gleam in the light. as my hands move down her legs, to spend long moments caressing her feet hearing her soft purrs of relaxation. inhaling deeply as fingers slide along inside of her legs gently parting them slightly, skipping past her lusciousness to run along her back again, massaging her spine.

"tell me if i'm rubbing too hard, would you like your front done?" i ask softly trying to make it sound like part of package as i enjoy the feel of your skin the scent of jasmine filling room as oil soaks into your skin.

 

[Guest]

IC: Adjusting the settings on the video equipment, I leaned back to enjoy the show. I'd experienced one of Miss Teri's massages, and relished the memory now.

Deanna was very inexperienced. I could tell by the way she held her body in such a protective manner. Miss Teri was an expert at detecting this, as she had already taught me how. She was also very good at showing a woman to come into their own sexuallity with confidence. She had taught that to me as well.

I began fingering myself, as memories of Miss Teri's talented hands roamed my body. It felt so good to allow my body the pleasure it deserved. Another lesson I'd learned from my mentor. I could almost detect the scent of the Jasmine oil I knew she was using.

 

[Always]

I had been very tense at first, but this was incredibly relaxing. I turned to a lump of jelly under her hands, making an affimative noise when she asked about the front. The strange questions she'd asked flickered into my mind, but I disregarded them.

 

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Miss Teri

I smile as she rolls over and my fingers inspect her body. working down from her neck and shoulders, slowly over her soft breasts, enjoying the way her nipples are crinkling. fingers wandering down her stomach. I had thoroughly done her legs from behind and running hands up and down along her stomach. thumbs slowly kneeding her hips as i slide her legs open and off sides of table.

"relaxed?" i softly purr, fingers moving along insides of her thighs enjoying her openess. trying to gauge her readiness as i fingers run down from her belly button to brush the fine hair covering her pussy

 

[Always]

Re: Miss Teri

I spasmed as her fingers brushed past my hair, twinging it enough for me to notice. I sat up and snapped my legs up...