The "Home Gurl" - Sex Stories

The "Home Gurl"

... stood, lifted her breast saying these are real, she turned shook her ass, this too. Shaking her hair saying, I grew it. This face, jaw, chin, nose softened by surgery. Adams apple, sc****d away. Voice, trained and coached. I invested in me, the new "Carrie Ann" and that's what you will call me. She sat waiting for a response. When it didn't come she said to him, "Up here, my face, talk to me. Eyes off my legs, mister". He had been caught, blushed and said "OK". She talked on as his eyes fell back to her breast. "Up here, Stone. My face, my tits don't speak". Finally she ran him off to his room saying she would wake him the morning, they would have breakfast at the airport. Stone had a long night to think of Carrie. She's a sexy girl even though, he was a guy. Or was he still a guy, had she changed that also? He was dying to know. The morning came quickly as he woke earlier than she. When she knocked, he was packed waiting. She knocked. He opened to see her in a spaghetti strapped, bright orange sun dress. They walked to the car where he rushed to open her door. Getting in, she purposely gaped him. Black panties caught his eyes. She caught him saying, "Eyes up Stone. What are you trying to see? My panties? OK, you saw them, they match my bra". Driving down the road, she caught him again peeping her legs. She giggled at him and he asked, "what"? "You're typical male, a [panty view and you wonder. Except in your case, you wonder whats behind them". She paused then said, "Me, ...

... that's whats in there, Stone". At the airport, he delayed his steps to stay behind her watching her ass sway. Guys in passing, gave her an extended look. They stopped in the "VIP" lounge to eat. Finished eating, the waiter told us our plane was there. In the terminal, they passed the major lines, passed the economy lines and Stone thought, we are going to die on a crop duster. They walked to a guarded door, which he opened. The sun temporarily blinded him before he saw a private Lear Jet. He stopped her. Knowing he was really confused she said, "Shack". His mouth still hanging she continued, "Not the basketball star But he was professional in sports". They walked to the plane, met at the door by a Pilot with a dozen Rose's. Inside Stone froze. The interior amazed him. On a table waited 2 drinks. Looking around, a picture caused him to nearly faint. On it was Carrie Ann and Clyde Shackleford. Former NFL star turned Hollywood box office sensation standing at his 747. Carrie roared laughing uncontrollably, until she cried. She was a mess when the Pilot came back in to ask if she was ready to take off. She could only laugh and nod her head "yes". She had him exactly where she wanted him. Having composed herself she went into a long spiel explaining things. This was her plane. He gave her his old jet when he got a new one. Yes, he is her man, all 300 million dollars worth man. She stopped as the Pilot brought out a phone saying, "it's him". She quickly grasp it saying, "Hi Baby. ...