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Julias X Rated Hallmark Story 01

Julias X Rated Hallmark Story 01

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Julia sluts up

What is a 37 year old divorced mother of two to do looking for love and sex? After a decade of being a single mom half the time it is time to start looking for Mr. Right or at least Mr. Right now. My name is Julia and this is my story.

As an athletic tall (5'10") slim woman with long dark hair, small tits and a tight ass finding a guy is not a problem...Being a conservative religious moral woman makes it more of a challenge. Still the woman in me is looking for a long term partner and a sex life after of decade of being a good mom. A sexless decade after nearly a decade married to my one and only I didn't know what to do or what sex life I could expect.

The dating game started with little success, nice guys but no one worthy of taking to bed. And then I met a guy a little older (just young enough to qualify) in a business setting. Fireworks did not go off but even though Sam was married he stayed on my radar.

I continued to date looking for a mate and even found a steady boyfriend. Jeff had his faults like everyone but he had a enough good points that I could live with faults: at least I thought so.

Jeff was my boyfriend and we had a normal social life in public together, baseball games, weddings, and he would often stay with me even when my kids were around. I was reckless allowing him to become that involved with my family; but I was lonely, horny, and not getting any younger. But I still was not really committed to Jeff. For instance I never let on that my nice house in a good area was paid off (he thought I was renting) and way below what I could afford: He rented a small condo and at 35 still had a roommate.

After a decade low expectations set in and Jeff was able to fuck well enough to keep him around. I wouldn't recommend him to a friend on the hunt but from what I remember he was good enough in bed: very respectful of a lady. I had low expectations and Jeff was living up to them.

A man always taking baby steps to get me into bed is just the way sex has always been. Slow, methodical, dark, lots of foreplay before 3 agonizingly slow minutes of making love before going to sleep: BORING. As you can imagine this did not solve my aching need; but is it too much for a single mom to hope for? What would Sam do for a lady in need? I wondered.

I saw Sam frequently and as we were both involved with others we could talk freely about our personal lives: his wife was something of a cold fish but a good family man would not leave the mother of his children. And as a good family man he could give me a man's view on Jeff.

Sam would never offer an opinion or make a derogatory statement about Jeff as that would be interfering but when I would ask him a direction question Sam would give an honest answer. Jeff was unwilling or unable to do many the typical household things most guys can do and love to do for their woman. Sam also told me I was the prize: anyone, including Jeff, who did not know this and act accordingly was not worth my time. A man I thought highly of was telling me that he thought I was a prize worthy of high expectations does wonders for a girls ego; but I still had no other options than Jeff. And now thinking better of myself I wanted more for myself: Jeff's days were numbered.

When I had a household problem Jeff could not fix Sam would tell me "that you can knock on any door in a 50 yard radius and and ask a guy to help you with a problem like that and he would not only be able to do it he would be thrilled to show his ability to a lady (especially a pretty one). "What are you doing with a guy who can't change the battery in a smoke detector?"

Yet despite knowing Sam was right I kept hoping Jeff would come around. Even using seldom heard simple declarative statements Jeff couldn't figure it out.

Jeff had it made: he was getting to fuck a pretty woman with disposable income while having no real household responsibilities. Why should he change? Sam told me "He won't. He has never been married has no kids and no experience with responsibly to others and he likes it that way. Good luck getting him to change for you."

An honest man like Sam is what I need and I can feel it whenever we are together: which is too much since he is married and not enough because I am not. What is a girl to do?

Not wanting to give up what little sex life there was Jeff stuck around; but wanting something more I found ways to be around Sam more and decided to see what a creative woman might be able to do.

Conservative morals started to fade extra tight jeans and leggings replaced long skirts. Thongs replaced normal sex-stopping panties. A careless bending over revealed a "tramp stamp" and the thin strings of a thong. When I told Sam I liked his dark shirt I wanted to see if he was paying attention (I couldn't care less about his shirt; but if he was paying attention that would be the beginning).

When I next saw Sam wearing a black shirt my pussy started to tingle and I could feel the nipples on my small tits harden. The man pays attention and cares. It was time to put all my efforts into Sam and send Jeff packing.

Now if Sam is obviously paying attention to me what can I do to show him that I notice him noticing. Conservative upbringing is hard to overcome but when a lady has it bad what else can she do?

Whenever we are together which, due to our careers, is often and easy to explain should anyone ask, I am next to him as often as I can be without drawing attention to us. I have learned through frank friendly talks with Sam what he thinks men like, want and need. And that is a woman who appreciates them and their efforts, a woman who laughs at his jokes (even the bad ones), a woman who will tell him what she wants and most importantly a woman who is not going through the motions in bed but is enthusiastic and adventurous.

As such it would be extremely practical to use Sam's words to my advantage. Knowing what he likes and wants will make it so easy to get him in my bed and in my pussy.

Sexing myself up just enough for him to notice does a girl wonders...This is a process with a clear goal. One important part of the plan is changing the ideas between my ears if I am going to get the results I want between my legs. The simplest thing to do is going braless whenever I am planning on seeing Sam. With small tits this is not a problem but it is a new experience for me and let me tell you it is plenty sexy being slutty even when nobody knows. But how do I let Sam know without being to obvious...He is a married man.

Saturday A trip to the mall looking for a sexy tops will take care of that problem. I could go to young girls shop or go upscale to Victoria Secret where the intention will be obvious. As I walk into VS this is a new experience: looking for something sexy to lure in the prey. As it turns out Stephanie, a cute redhead, offered to help me and when I told her what I was looking for she put 2 and 2 together and had me looking at little thin spaghetti strap tops that show as much as possible (which is not as much as most men would like to see) as well as showing what is not included. Stephanie showed me to the changing room and had me come out and model them for her.

When I came out in the yellow barley legal top it was clear that if this did not effect Sam it was keeping Stephanie's attention. I had never thought that I could have this impact on woman and judging by the reaction of my nipples which she could see; my possibilities for finding a sex partner would be expanding.

That question was quickly answered when Stephanie followed me back into the dressing room and gently pinched my nipples. As I closed my eyes and tilted my head back she gently kissed me, my first kiss from a woman, and a whole new world opened up. In the dressing room our options were limited but the expectation was not.

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Sitting on the bench holding my hand and tweaking my nipple Stephanie asked me "What is your plan for sexing up? I am sure it is not just for your self confidence."

Difficult as it was to concentrate I told her: "I am looking to steal a 50 year old unhappily married man. I have always been a good girl and would not ever consider such a thing unless I truly believed he was seriously unhappy and I decided to show him what I could offer him."

"That is an ambitious goal" Stephanie said. "But to get there is going to take more than a sexy wardrobe; Not to deny the packaging is important but sex appeal starts between the ears and needs to be lifestyle not an event. If you are going to succeed you need to feel sexy and exude sexy on a full time basis. You never know when the right moment will appear and you cannot be off track when it comes up."

"Are you saying I need to be slutty 24/7?" I asked.

"No. You don't need to be slutty 24/7 but you need to be prepared 24/7 to go from very attractive professional to slut at any moment. And to do that you always have to be wearing clothes that can transition simply by taking off a jacket or a sweater to show your true intentions. Are you willing to that?"

"That is quite a change from what I had I mind when I came in here; but as you keep playing with my nipples I am beginning to understand that my attitude needs to be more open to get the results I want. And let me start by taking off this shirt and getting you to suck on my nipples."

Stephanie wasted no time getting rid of the thin little yellow shirt and lightly licking and sucking my hard nipples.

I said; "God girls are crazy to miss out on this!" And Stephanie stopped.

"Whyyyyy?"

Stephanie explained: "This is how you need to feel all the time. If we are going to sexup the wardrobe it needs to be done with a sexed up mind.

Now get dressed and come into the store."

I took a few minutes to consider what was happening before going back to the store.

Back in the store I found Stephanie and took her hand and said "What now?"

Stephanie told me: "We need to talk about a plan to get you what you want before we spend a lot of money. I'll be done here in an hour and if you want to meet me here we can talk about it then."

"The way I feel now I would not say "No" to anything you want."

"Great see you in an hour."

Walking around the mall for an hour with sex on the brain is an exciting activity. Every man and woman is giving me warm and tingly ideas. Could any of these men be as captivating as Sam? Would any of these women want to suck my tits or lick my pussy? Letting my mind wonder of the possibilities was a wonderful way to pass an hour waiting for Stephanie and the beginning of the next stage of my sex life.

I was browsing the store when Stephanie was ready go. Stephanie walked up to me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips surprising me. Stephanie told me: "You need to feel sexy all the time and everywhere. A little kiss in public by another girl needs to excite you not embarrass you. Let's go start working on the new Julia."

I smiled as Stephanie took my hand and led me out of the store.

Walking in to TGIFriday's we got a table in the back and Stephanie kissed a more willing me and said: "OK Julia now tell me what you want and how you plan to get your man?"

Stephanie quickly realized I had no plan and no imagination as to how to lure a man: It would take a lot of work to bring out my slut side and beat down the good girl. But the results would be one seriously hot slut.

As I talked Stephanie ran her hand up the thigh of my tight jeans and put my hand under her skirt on her bare thigh. Stephanie explained "that while tight jeans are indeed sexy and can have quite an impact the access created by a skirt provides the prey an unmistakable opportunity and when your target wants to start moving towards you pussy do you want a roadblock in the way?"

"You should be able to tell right now the difference between where my hand is on your jeans and where I would like it to be compared to where you hand is on my thigh and what you can do with it. What are you thinking right now?"

I wasted no time sliding my hand closer to Stephanie's pussy and saying "I really feel sexy in tight jeans showing off my tight ass but I really want you to be able to rub my pussy now."

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"And how will you feel when Sam is moving his hand like this up to your barricaded pussy?" Stephanie asked while rubbing hard on my pussy.

"It feels great but I am very frustrated by the limits I have foolishly placed on both of us." I moved my hand to Stephanie's pussy while trying to undo my jeans and get Stephanie's hand on my own pussy. This proved to be quite difficult and made the point more clear of the needed changes to my wardrobe.

Stephanie then started asking about my sexual ambitions which led to a lengthy pause...What did I want: "A good man to fuck regularly and wake up with for many years." This did not impress Stephanie.

"BORING: Do you think that is enough to a lure a "great guy" It is going to take a lot more than that to steal a man and keep him interested for years to come. How would you feel about him taking you to a Super Bowl party and fucking you at halftime and returning full of cum while everyone knows what you were doing? Or giving him a blow job at a drive thru? Or being tied up while he licks your pussy as he likes whether or not you cum? Or you telling him to fuck your ass?"

"Those are not ideas I would ever have ever considered; but with you rubbing my pussy like that I can imagine letting him or you do what ever you want with me. Those are ideas I can't say would have excited me yesterday but now my ideas are changing faster than your hand is moving."

"That is a good start but a man does not a woman willing to go along for the ride. He is going to want a slut with enthusiasm and ideas. Going along will be necessary sometimes but you need to truly want to fuck anytime anywhere: It won't happen like that but when the feeling and opportunity meet not only do you want to be willing but also excited. That is the next part of your homework." Stephanie finished that with a tongue in my mouth and firmly pinching of my nipple.

I was beginning to understand the full effect of the task ahead of me: how to take sex out of the dark bedroom an into my every thought. Stephanie has started me down the road and it is time to start living the sexy slutty life that was beyond her wildest dreams this morning.

I kissed Stephanie as our hands moved under the table. Stephanie moved my hand inside her panties and pushed two fingers of my fingers in her hot wet pussy startling me. After a little encouragement I was freely moving my fingers inside Stephanie's pussy. Then Stephanie removed the fingers and licked one clean. We both stared at the second finger waiting. I knew this was the first step in a new life and slowly opened my mouth for my first taste of pussy. Stephanie showed no hesitation about pussy and I was about to find out why.

With my first taste I not only realized why Stephanie wasted no time sucking herself off my finger but also why a man could enjoy licking pussy for a long time not only for the taste but the appreciation of the owner of the pussy. With a finger in my mouth and smile on my face; Stephanie said: "That is the type of sexy adventurism the new Julia needs. Now I think you have the right idea for shopping. Work, working out, casual or sleeping...The new Julia needs to be dressed to feel like the new sexy slut Julia is ready to show the world!"

Time to go slut shopping. The first stop was Macy's not where I would go shopping for sexy stuff but I trusted Stephanie. We started looking at lingerie and she asked me to pick out sexy stuff. After looking around I showed her a few things I liked. She laughed put them back and told me "we still have a lot of work to do."

We left Macy's and went to Fredericks where Beth (Stephanie's roommate) greeted us and asked "How can I help you." I turned to Stephanie speechless. Stephanie looked at me and said: "You need to tell her what you want with confidence."

I told Beth I was looking to sex up my lingerie. Stephanie look at me and told me: "Tell Beth why you are really here." After a few seconds and a deep breath I told Beth: "I am looking to steal a married man and I need to be ready to show him a sexy alternative the first chance I get."

Stephanie said: "That's the way. Every time with confidence." And she kissed me.

Beth said: "This is the place to find just the thing. Let's go browsing."

They each took a hand and led me around a store with so much sexy stuff I was both embarrassed and excited. We looked at bras which were not really needed with my small tits but Beth told me with the right accessories they would be shirts.

I would never have thought of wearing these in public even though I had seen women wearing similar things and I had appreciated that both the top and the women wearing them were hot but not appropriate in public. Now I was looking at bras with thin spaghetti straps and being told this was going to be a shirt: what a slutty thought.

Beth gave me a few bras and sent me to try them on. The first one just covered my tits with one small string in the back. Nervously I came out to show them. They looked at me and Beth told me to turn slowly. I did as told and when my back was facing them I turned my head and saw two big smiles. This put me at ease; until Stephanie walk up to me gently kissed me and whispered to me "it just need one more thing" and pinched my nipple making it hard and clearly visible.

Red faced I looked at Beth who smiled and walked up to me and said that is almost perfect and she kissed me and pinched my other nipple. Stepping back the two ladies look at each other and then at me and said much better. My pussy was reacting and I couldn't wait to try on more clothes.

I went to change tops and eagerly show off the new me. As I was changing Stephanie told me to take off my pants before showing us the next top. This was pushing my comfort zone. It took me a little to get out of my skin tight jeans but I came out in a red top with thin crisscross straps and panties. Stephanie turned to Beth and said: "Can you help her with those panties too."

Beth said: "Yuck! You're not going to get any man with those. Yes everything in the store will be an improvement over that. Turn around and show me what I have to work with back there."

Turning I showed them my tight little ass and heard them gasp when they saw my tramp stamp. Stephanie said: "Well that is a surprise. Maybe the slut in you is going to be easier to bring out than I thought."

Beth said: "Well if you have a tramp stamp and want to get a man you better use it and make sure he knows you have it."

Standing in my underwear listening to the these two talk about the future of my sex life was beginning to leave a mark on the front of my panties which did not go unnoticed. Stephanie walked up to me and started rubbing the wet spot telling me "It looks like you are having a good time shopping for the new Julia."

I said nothing but closed my eyes and waited. A moment later the top was pulled up and thrown aside as Stephanie started licking my nipple in front of Beth. Seconds later I felt Beth tickling my other nipple and kissing me. Lesbian sex had never been a thought of mine but I was not going to stop these two and accept the orgasm. With Beth tongue in my mouth I couldn't scream but standing with these two experiencing my first lesbian orgasm was a day I will remember forever. I kissed Stephanie and said: "Let's go! What's next!"

Stephanie kissed Beth and said: "Think you have what our girl needs?"

Still recovering Stephanie led us into the store to look for my new lingerie. She gave me a backless smock like top leaving my stomach bare. As I turned showing them my covered ass I heard Stephanie say: "We will find something to show off that fine ass of yours." I turned back to them and said: "I have no doubt."

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