Isabelle had a vivid imagination when it came to sex, but she found that she had a hard time sharing some of her fantasies with her husband for fear of being judged. Isabelle most often fantasized about being with another woman or even sharing her husband with another woman.

Isabelle could not wait until tomorrow, her one day off for the month; free from the kids and her husband. Isabelle had already booked a suite at the Plaza for some much needed rest and relaxation. As Isabelle contemplated what fun things she was going to do, she realized this was her one opportunity to explore the lesbian world without her husband finding out.

Isabelle, getting excited just by the thought of getting up close and personal with another woman, ran to her closet to find the perfect dress. Isabelle slid each dress down the clothes rack, frustrated by her boring wardrobe, when she saw it sticking out of the corner. Her little black dress from college, just enough slutty to say ‘I am looking for a good time’. Hoping it would still fit, she slipped it on.

Wow, she still had the curves to pull it off. Her cleavage peaked out through the deep v-neck as the bottom of the dress barely grazed her thighs. Next, Isabelle needed the perfect underwear, regardless of whether or not she got close to a woman, she wanted to feel like the sexiest woman in the room. Isabelle finally settled on a black and silver shimmery thong and decided to be brazen and go braless. As Isabelle quickly packed her overnight bag and waited impatiently for her husband to get home so she could leave; she began to plan the evening out in her head. She had remembered to pack all of her fun new sex toys, the blindfold and some rope just in case things got a little kinky.

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Some people claim they like all sex types, but I think everyone has a certain type that turns you on from just a glance. The kind of woman or man that you can’t help but stare at, something about them just stands out above all the rest, even when others don’t see it. Blonde, brunette, tall, short, a certain smile or body shape. Everyone has a type.

I am lucky, because my type is also my husband’s type and this can lead to a lot of fun in and out of the bedroom. Before we got married, I told him very openly that I was a bi-sexual and actually preferred the woman’s body. In my opinion, women’s bodies are a piece of art work, each different and unique and each beautiful in its own way. Women were made with many different striking parts from the hourglass curves to the breasts to the pussy; every part of a woman is pleasing.

I have narrowed my type down to brunettes with perky well proportioned breasts and a nice curvy backside. I also prefer taller women with some curves. After spending some time searching through the pictures of the day, I came across Marina. This woman has it all, from her gorgeous silhouette to her stunning smile. Pictures like these, where the background is as beautiful as the model, are what make me love Erotic Destinations so much.

I can’t wait to show these pictures to my husband, as I am sure fantasies of Marina doing delightful things to us will be the topics of ear whispering during sex tonight:) Don’t be surprised to find someone dressed like Marina standing outside a Spanish villa in my stories over the next few days.

My thought of the day is this: What is your sex type? Have you ever noticed or pointed out the perfect match? And would you ever bring them into the bedroom with you and your significant other?

Isabelle told him several times you need to figure out where we are going hiking today. He sat down to take care of it while she tried to put the baby down for a nap. When the baby fell asleep, she laid him down and then told John she was going to go down to the office to get some work done.

John snapped at her, “Sit on the bed and shut up for a minute!”

Isabelle sat down and watched John surf from one website to another, not accomplishing anything or talking to her. Isabelle, irritated with John’s wasting her time, started huffing.

John said, “WHAT?”

Isabelle replied, “What do you want me to do? I am just sitting her watching you surf the web. I have things to get done too!” And with that, Isabelle got up to leave the room and said, “I am going downstairs!”

Isabelle walked out of the room and down the hall when she heard a loud crash from her bedroom. She knew John was mad, but she couldn’t believe he would have thrown his precious laptop to the floor. Isabelle just smirked and walked down the stairs as she heard John come running after her screaming.

John was irate, why couldn’t she sit and help him for 10 fucking minutes. John threw his things down and went after her. So infuriated, he ran his shoulder into the doorway as he walked by; which only added flames to the fire. He yelled, “Why do you always have to be like this?!”

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Chris could not stop taking in the beauty of his wife’s skin against the roughness of the rocks. As he helped her undress he decided he wanted to taste his wife’s juices again, to remember the feel of her soft pussy hair against his face and to feel her bucking uncontrollably against his tongue as she fought back an orgasm. Chris slid down to her pussy, but to tease her, he started by kissing her on the legs, above the knees, moving to the inner thigh. He could feel her deep breathing as she pushed her hands against his head, forcing his face against her skin. His hands moved up to her ass and he began to gently knead it as he moved his lips into position and very gently probed her clit with his tongue. He could already taste her sweet liquid dripping from her trimmed pussy hairs.

Chris buried his face deep into her clit, tonguing it faster and faster as Justine pushed on his head harder and harder, wiggling her body trying to help him find the right place. While he was licking he slowly slid one finger into her and began to push it harder and harder against her until she could barely stand up she was bucking so hard. Then he pulled out his finger and slowly inserted his tongue up into her, taking in the very essence of her soft folds and her warm tight pussy. He then slid three fingers back into her pussy and put his tongue back to work on her clit as he used his other hand to slowly massage around her asshole until he had worked two fingers into it as well.

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Justine searched through one site after another looking for the perfect geocaching hike for the day. She stumbled across one that was close by and was only a 2 star for difficulty and terrain; she printed it out and went to get her stuff packed. Justine and Chris threw their packs in the back of the truck and headed out on their hiking adventure.

When Chris and Justine arrived, they parked along the side of the road, grabbed their packs and found the trailhead. The hike began easy enough, walking at a slight incline, until they came across what looked like a wall of rocks. Chris thought they would be able to climb the rocks so they slowly started up, moving from one rock to another. As they worked their way up, it seemed as if the top got farther and farther away as new rocks began to appear around each bend.

Justine had a tough time with it, clearly not having spent enough time in the gym, she was panting about half way through, and asked Chris to stop and take a break. They decided to lay out a picnic lunch and enjoy the nice breeze and solitude the rocks had to offer. The air was cool as the sun hid behind clouds and Justine laid out on the rock and stretched her muscles.

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