New story available: Open For Business!

After years of saving, Abigail finally has the chance to live out her dream of owning her own bookstore. Her dream is short lived though, as sales start off slow, and only dwindle further. Forced to consider closing shop, Abigail finds help from an unlikely source. After being visited by a pink-clad, top-heavy bimbo, the young entrepreneur is left with a cd that promises to solve all her problems. More than a little dubious at the prospect of turning to self-help, Abigail gives it a listen nonetheless. As the program teaches her all sorts of lessons of how to give each customer the service they deserve, and she finds herself eagerly putting each one to practice. Profits, and more, expand in a brand new bimbo-centric series!

This is the first story in the new Expanding Assets series!

"The revolutionary Expanding Assets Self-Help system is there for any ambitious business woman! Whether she needs to find new ways to showcase her wares, or finding that perfect service-focused mindset, we're here to make sure the process is simple, pleasurable, and permanent!"

Excerpt

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The first press of her fingers against her spandex covered lips startled Abigail, but no more than the sudden onrush of sensation that came with it. Never having time for dating, the girl was no stranger to sometimes enjoying herself sexually, but this was so much more. It wasn’t simply pleasure pouring up from her throbbing clit now; it was purpose.

Soon, she was stroking herself in earnest, her eyes never leaving her strangely youthful seeming body. She loved the way the lights of the place made her meager tits look so much bigger, but she especially loved how the heavy bass shook her sensitive little nipples. It left her hands free to slip underneath the elastic band of her shorts, to feel her hot, wet sex as it begged to be used.

The new pair of hands that began to touch her did not go unnoticed, but neither were they unwelcome. Soft and skilled, they roamed Abigail’s curves with quiet care, stroking her slowly along her bare belly. Upwards the hands went, until they were slipping up underneath the tight t-shirt and teasing the older woman’s nipples.

Gasping, Abigail leaned back, feeling a pair of massive, pillowy tits press against her. Jessi’s nametag poked into her skin, but she hardly noticed. Between those expert hands manipulating her little nubs, and her own fingers teasing her slit, Abigail could think of nothing but the rising climax inside her.

The music seemed to grow stronger, thicker around her as she began to clench up. Every part of her seemed to tense with incredible, maddening intensity, until it was all she could do to keep from crying out. Suddenly, Jessi’s mouth was kissing it’s way up her neck, until the teen was nibbling gently on her ear.

“Cum, you slut.”

Abigail’s back arched, her tits jiggling free of Jessie’s grasp as she convulsed with sheer animal pleasure. Her mind was a ball of white hot lust, and her body was the conduit. Each of her screams, moans and gasps seemed to melt into the music, becoming one as she let it in completely.

Somewhere in the combined onslaught of rhythm and orgasm, she had sank to her knees. On the floor, she could see her discarded clothes, and in a moment of clarity realized that she could easily reach out, grab them and run from it all, escape the pleasure. Instead, she turned to Jessi with a smile on her face.

“I like these… what else do you have?”


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