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Master Wade 110
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MRWADE.110 BY MASTER WADE
Copyright 1992
By Wade Mondegam
My Personal Confession
By
Sherrie Wade
I'm over-qualifed for the job I do. Don't feel sorry for
me, I like my job very much...no...I LOVE my job. My name is
Sherrie Wade, and prior to my taking this job I was an intern in
Neurosurgery at Columbia University Hospital in Manhattan. I
know that sounds impressive, and it really should impress anyone
who knows how much hard work it took for me to reach that
plateau in my professional life. It's certainly more impressive
than my present position, that of sales clerk at Victoria's
Secret in a medium sized southeastern city.
Before you assume that I made some serious mistake which
prevented me from attaining the ultimate goal of becoming a
licensed surgeon in my field, let me explain that I made the
decision to leave that profession on my own, and that I am doing
exactly what I want to do.
I know that most who read this will say I'm crazy, and if
the only issue were money, they'd be right. My income at
Victoria's Secret is less than a fifth of what I would be making
had I stayed my previous course, and I do know the luxuries that
an income such as that could have provided for me.
I come from a wealthy family and although there is a trust
fund to which I can turn if I need to, I haven't touched a dime
of it thus far. You see, it isn't the things that money can buy
that I want most in life. No, what I want most in life is what
I can find most easily doing exactly what I'm doing
now...selling lingerie.
If you haven't figured it out for yourself already, let me
explain that I am a lesbian.
I make no apologies for what I am, and believe me, it is a
matter of choice, not necessity for me. I had my first sexual
experience at age 13, with a young boy who lived nearby. It was
actually very nice, and even though I had my first encounter
with a girl shortly thereafter, I was generally very straight
all through high school and most of college.
I say generally because I have always lusted after other
women, and there were sexual experiences with others of my own
sex, off and on, both in high school and in college. Some of
them were my age, others were older, but all of them were
wonderful.
Some of my friends deny any interest at all in men, and I
respect their feelings totally, but while I do not consider
myself bisexual and have not been involved with a man in over
four years, I could very easily enjoy being with a man, if I
wanted that. Perhaps that makes me bisexual rather than a pure
lesbian, but I do consider myself a lesbian because I have
decided not to choose to be with men.
As much as anything else it was the issue of exclusivity
which made me hesitant to forsake relationships with men. For
quite some time it seemed that every woman I had a relationship
with wanted me to be solely hers, and became upset with me if I
wanted to be with another woman, or a man. It was much easier
for me to give up being with men than it was for me to give up
being with women, so I made my choice.
The only problem was that I finally realized that I could
never be happy only giving myself to one woman. That may make
me a slut, and if it does, then so be it, I don't care. Oh, I
enjoy everything about my relationships with other women, don't
get me wrong. It isn't just the sex that I like about it. But
there are so many beautiful women out there...so many who are
latently sapphic--at a minimum bisexual, if not lesbian...that I
just cannot and will not limit myself.
I'm going to be very straightforward here, not for the
purpose of tintilating anyone who reads this, although I know it
will be tintilating to many who read what I'm about to say, but
because I really don't know any other way to say it as
effectively: I LOVE to eat pussy.
No, I didn't put too much stress on that. It is not
something I merely enjoy, not something I can and will do with
the "right" woman, not something I am willing to do in order
that it be done to me...I honestly and sincerely love, adore,
crave putting my lips on another woman's pussy and sucking her
juices into my mouth.
Without a doubt there have been women who were beautiful
enough and who smelled and tasted delicious enough that I could
have spent years between their legs. It isn't that I just
haven't found the right woman yet, but that the process of
discovery, the ability to find so many different women, so MANY
wonderful and beautiful women...it's that the entire process is
so special and delightful that I simply can't give it up for
anyone, or for any thing.
Maybe I'm more successful at it than some others are...I
don't know about that. I am much above average in terms of
physical beauty, and I can say that honestly without being
conceited. You can ask anyone who knows me, or you can find my
photographs in some of the men's magazines I posed for earlier
in my life. I'm 5'9" tall, weigh 120 pounds and my hair is
naturally blonde, everywhere. I have green eyes, not pale
green, but the kind of deep emerald green that sparkle with
promise. My measurements are 36D-23-35, and my nipples are the
one thing about me which draw the most compliments, in spite of
my long legs and tiny waistline. What most people seem to find
exciting about my nipples is their length, especially when I am
aroused. They're a bit longer than normal, I suppose, even when
I'm not excited...but when I am...well, they grow very long.
Sandra, who is watching me type this says I HAVE to tell
you how long, although I didn't really want to do that. I
didn't know until she measured them, and I may still cut this
out, after she goes home. But since she is giving me such a
hard time...she measured them and found them to be three
quarters of an inch long. She measured them while I was happily
tasting Mary Lee Berry, but that is another story in itself.
Anyway, the point is that I turn heads wherever I go. I
love to be looked at, even by men, although I do tire of being
asked out so often by them. I have recently just begun telling
them straight out that I'm lesbian so they will leave me alone,
although that sometimes doesn't seem to make much difference to
alot of them. When I tell some of them that they just want to
watch, which on some occasions I don't mind so much, but usually
that's with someone I know, not some stranger who just has the
hots for me.
At Victoria's I not only can enjoy being looked at, I can
enjoy looking myself. I often volunteer to model something for
a customer who is appealing to me, and it is amazing how often
that can lead to an encounter. I like it best when they try an
item on and let me see them in it. Sometimes I get so hot that
it's all I can do to keep from just dropping to my knees right
there in the store...but I really have to be careful about that.
I only started keeping count during the last year, but in
that twelve month period I had at least a casual sexual
encounter with thirty-eight different women. That's less than
one a week, I know, but you have to consider that I was with
many of those women more than once, AND that I have very high
standards when it comes to whom I will be with. I only count
those times when I at least kissed a woman on the mouth and put
my fingers into her. Any less than that doesn't qualify, no
matter how exciting it might be.
Happily, I have now reached the point where I can be with
at least one woman every day of my life if I want to be. I have
four very special friends who I am with often, and several other
friends who are eagerly hoping that I will call them. They all
understand that I love variety, and sometimes they will
introduce me to someone they know I would enjoy. Most of the
time when they do that we have a threesome, at least the first
time. It's the least I can do, you know?
You may not be convinced that I made the right decision in
forsaking the world of medicine for the world of lingerie.
Maybe it would help for me to describe my four very special
friends.
I have been regularly involved with Heather for three years
now. Heather could almost be my twin and is, in fact, only six
months younger than I. She has also done some work as a model,
and as far as physical beauty is concerned is, in my opinion at
least, the most beautiful woman I have ever been with. Heather
can make my mouth water simply by smiling at me. When she lays
on her back and opens her legs for me...well, I'm beside myself
with passion for her, every single time. I always try to be
with Heather at least three times a week, if possible. She goes
down on me too, but it really isn't necessary for her to. She
just enjoys it.
Next to Heather I probably spend more time with Marianne
than with anyone else. Marianne is nineteen and I have been
involved with her for three years also, since she was sixteen.
I dont' think I've mentioned my age yet, but I am 35, and was 32
when Marianne and I first became sexually active with each
other. I know she was very young and that it was risky for me
to become involved with someone her age, but Marianne was
already VERY active with other women, even at sixteen, and I
felt no guilt at all about being with her. She is very much
like me, in that she is more than happy to be the giver when it
comes to oral sex. We're wonderful together because we both
love to give so much.
Marianne is not a natural blonde, a fact which becomes very
obvious once she slides her panties off. She is almost too
skinny, but still has a wonderful ass and beautiful breasts, and
unlike Heather and I she is very petite, standing only 5'3".
Marianne is bisexual and loves to visit me after she's been with
one of her boyfriends. Before the AIDS scare I probably tasted
more of their cum than she did, albeit more indirectly, but that
has changed a bit in the last year or so, out of necessity.
Shawn is the least striking of my girlfriends, at least as
far as her measurements are concerned. When we first met Shawn
was so embarrassed about her small breasts that she wouldn't
even let me see them. They are beautiful, really, but very
small. The truth is that Shawn even now, at age 26, could get
along fine wearing training bras. I finally convinced her that
she didn't need to wear a bra at all and that there was
something very youthful and delightful about her small breasts.
Aside from having the most beautiful brown hair I have ever
seen and from having a smile which stops people in their tracks,
Shawn has the most delectable ass that I have ever seen on a
woman. One can't eat alot of pussy without having to deal with
the anus, you know, and not only does Shawn possess perfectly
shaped ass cheeks, but her little rosebud just begs to be
tongued. In addition to the fact that her ass looks good enough
to eat, I have never seen anyone who gets more excited from anal
stimulation, and it makes me hotter than a beach on Maui to hear
and feel her responsiveness when I spend time licking and
sucking and tonguing her asshole. She is a real doll.
The last, but certainly not least, of my four most special
girlfriends is Dawn. Dawn is the oldest of us all and married
to a very successful attorney who has no idea that she is
bisexual. He is a good husband to Dawn and she is very happy
with him as far as her need for sex with men is concerned. Not
even Dawn knows how he would react if he knew what we do
together, but neither of us is willing to risk him finding out,
certainly not me. No matter how many other women I may be with
I would sure hate to lose Dawn. She's just that hot.
Dawn is 48, much older than most of the women I am
attracted to. Generally I like young stuff, and I'm not ashamed
to admit it. It's usually the younger girls who have the better
bodies...we all know that...and I LOVE great bodies. Dawn stays
in good shape and has a very nice body, but it is more her
hunger for me and her attitude about sex in general that excites
me about her than it is her looks, although she is definitely an
attractive woman, no matter what age she is.
The most exciting thing about Dawn, frankly, is how nasty
she is. By nasty I mean that she gets hottest when she focuses
on those things which are generally considered taboo or dirty.
She loves to talk dirty, loves to be talked to in dirty ways, is
always looking for some new bizarre or unusual twist to include
in our sessions, including bondage, discipline, water
sports...you name it...she's always coming up with something new
and more perverted than the last thing we tried.
Dawn's hair is jet black, with not a sign of gray yet, and
no, she does NOT color it. She is still trim and has an erotic
quality that seems to ooze from her very pores. I suppose she
does look her age in most ways, but her enthusiasm for what we
share couldn't be greater if she were thirty years younger. She
also has the most sensuous voice I have ever heard and when she
is begging to be used like a slut, whore, tramp, slave slut
bitch...well, she sure gets my vote, every time. I have seen
Dawn do things that are too embarrassing for me to even mention
here, but believe me, she can do the most despicable things and
make them unbelievably arousing. She truly is a "cunt" in every
way.
Just being able to spend as much time as I like with
Heather, Marianne, Shawn and Dawn is fantastic, but meeting so
many other delightful women is even more special than that. If
you think about it perhaps you will understand what I mean.
Consider discovering someone who looks like Heather, who is
Marianne's age, who has an ass like Shawn and possesses Dawn's
interest in the seamier side of sex. That isn't the only
combination of possibilities, of course, nor have I have met
anyone quite like that yet, but one never knows until they take
the time to know what each woman is like.
You may be wondering if my four special friends and I ever
have get togethers where we enjoy each other as a group, and the
answer to that is yes, we do that quite often. We call it our
"poker night", but of course the truth is that it would be more
accurately called our "poke her night", or something along those
lines. We usually get together once a month, sometimes more
often, depending on our schedules. It's always wonderful.
I'd love to tell you more about my experiences and
introduce you to some more of the women I have met while working
at Victoria's, but Sandra is a bit upset with me for ignoring
her for so long. She's been reading over my shoulder, and while
she enjoyed reading about the other girls, I think her feelings
are a bit hurt that she isn't included in the group.
I think I can figure out a way to help her feel better
about things, don't you? After all, she has been playing with
herself and I can smell her even as I type this. It is making
my mouth water and making it difficult for me to concentrate.
Perhaps I'll write again soon and tell you more, if you'd
like that. In the meantime I hope you'll forgive me for leaving
the typewriter now. Sandra is ready, and at 18 hasn't learned
the virtue of patience.
Oh, by the way...if you know someone who loves lingerie,
especially if she is very pretty and finds other women of
interest...do send her by sometime, won't you? I'll be eager to
meet her. Just tell her to ask for Sherrie. She'll be glad she
did.
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