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THIS MORNING Hi Pretty, this morning I woke up and wished you were in bed with me. I fantasized that you were next to me all warm and I rolled over and held you - cupping your right breast with my right hand, gently rubbing my penis on your nice ass. Slowly rubbing as I got harder and harder until you reached back and started rubbing me. I kissed your neck and blew in your ear, squeezing your perfect breasts a little more firmly. As I pulled you tighter and pressed my now solid cock against you, you rolled over and kissed me deeply, mashing your chest against mine with your tongue deep inside my mouth. I squeezed your ass as you spread your legs and mounted me. Sliding my length between your legs and taking me fully inside with a gasp, you rode me nicely, breasts swaying as I licked, sucked and massaged them. The pace ebbed and flowed nicely until you cried out your telltale "I'm cumming" and fell down to my lips and kissed me as we came together. Good Morning. A FEW DAYS LATER My wife and I had a sexy fucking time the other morning. She asked if I would like to get showered and clean for when she came home from the market...needless to say, I was sparkling a short while later and sent her a text. Moments later she came home and, after putting the groceries away, we proceeded upstairs. Once in our room ...

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Yesterday was my birthday. I got up early and showered before work. I decided to treat myself and put on my best pair of red lace panties with the matching bra. I didn’t think anyone else would see them, so they were for my enjoyment only.The company I work for allows you the afternoon off on your birthday and the prospect of some time alone to write had me feeling wonderful. All of my colleagues wished me a happy birthday and my cell phone was beeping and ringing all morning.The most surprising message was from Neil. I have not seen him in a long time. It has been about eight months since I have tasted him. I didn’t think I would hear from him again. I guess even ex-lovers can wish you a happy birthday, but his wish came with an invitation.****“Good morning birthday girl. What are your plans for the day? A day for fun and celebration...”I’m not that out of practice, I know what those three dots mean. He wants to meet for a few drinks, and sex too most probably. The prospect excites me so much that I quickly arrange to meet him at noon.As the time draws near I am torn between my conscious and my desires. I try to convince myself that I will only have one drink, only ONE, and then I will leave. With my pants on!I arrive at the pub we agreed to meet at and I spot his car in the parking ...

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She had just turned 18 about a month ago. He was at least 35, but she imagined his hands, his lips on her, claiming her. The bar was going to close for the night and she, being the cook, was cleaning the kitchen. He walked by her, and smiled. "Hey." She smiled back and said, "Hey to you." her nipples were growing hard through her tiny shirt. He noticed. "Glad to see me?" She didn't lie. "Yeah."He came over behind her as she continued to clean, letting his hands slip under her shirt, until his fingers found her nipples. He tugged playfully on them and pushed her against the sink and told her to continue washing dishes. Then he bent down so that his mouth was sucking on her ear, and then nibbled on her neck. "Oh god," she moaned. "I want more." He caught her mouth in a brief but hungry kiss. "Come to my place when you're through here." Then he wrote down his address and walked out the door. An hour or so later, she couldn't believe she was doing it, but she knocked on his door. He answered it naked and he pulled her inside. "Took you long enough." He pushed her against the closed door and kissed her hard, then he wasted no time yanking her shirt up over her head. He smiled as he stared at her tiny breasts and then nipped one and then the other, settling for sucking on her nipples and teasing ...

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All About Henry
Henry was twenty-five, and part of his last eight years were spent in and out of jail. Nothing major, charges mostly forvandalism, breaking and entering, petty theft and a few drunken bar fights. He was raised in a broken home, living alone with his mothersince he was seven and no father around toteach him right from wrong. He was 6' 2" tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, looks similar to those of Robert Redford and a very muscular body, from his extended time spentdoing physical labor while behind bars.
Our story begins with Henry shooting pool by himself, inside the local bowling alley ina dry county town in southwest Ohio. When he wasn't working, this is where his time was spent, just shooting pool. He was twenty-four then and trying to straighten out his life.
One rainy day after work while Henry was again having a game by himself, a stranger stepped in out of the rain. After removing his hat and coat, then hanging them on the rack, he turned to Henry and said, "Man… it's raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock out there!"
Henry chuckled and offeredhis hand for a shake and said, "Name's Henry."
The stranger shook his hand and replied, "Don's my name, pleased to meet you Henry! Mind if I join you in a game?"
"Please do, Don," he answered.
Over the next few weeks, they became regularsat the pool ...

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This happened long ago when my first husband and I were just dating. I'm unsure, maybe I was always a slut inside, but this was either the beginning of my whorishness or the thing that really started it all.
I'd turned 19 recently, dumped my old high school boyfriend, the only guy I had ever had sex with at that point. I'd started dating this guy from work a month or so ago (my later husband). I tried to hold off from fucking this new guy too soon. Didn't want to seem like a slut to this new guy that I liked a lot, but that didn't last long. We had fucked by our 2nd date and were doing italmost everyday like typical horny teenage rabbits.
About a month or so into our dating, my man brought up the topic of a threesome. I was really against the idea, having only slept with 2 different guys at that point, my high school boyfriend and now my new one. I had no desire to be with a girl or any other man at that point. Especially since his first suggestion was that the threesome would be with his brother. Apparently they had already done that a few times. While his brother was a reasonably good-looking guy that worked out lots and had a nice body, everything about his personality just screamed creep to me(something that was only reaffirmed in my mind the better ...

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Finally, I got a break from my hectic work schedule and headed out to lunch to a nearby restaurant. As I entered, I was greeted by a friendly waitress with abroad smile whoseated me near the lounge at a tall table with nice high back stools.
I ordered immediately and grabbed my laptop PC to catch up on some things while waiting.
It's a nice 'bar and grille' type of place, dimly lit, wide screen televisions and a friendly atmosphere. I wascontentthere enjoying the pictures and thedecor of the place, waiting to orderfrom the menu.
As I was sitting there onthe stool, I could feel my dress riding up my thighs as I kept adjusting it downward. There looked to be an average lunch crowd and I could see a few peopleobserving my legs as they peered loudly from under my skirt.
They are magnets for some, and I catch myself absorbing a beautiful pair when I get the opportunity.Very similar to that brunette next to the salad bar over there, who was sittingin a very short red skirtwith black pantyhose. Her legs were crossed ever so elegantly and dripped 'sexuality.'
"Nothing beats a great pair of legs," as the saying goes.
As Ichecked my email I looked around and noticed that the main dining areawas adjacent to me. It was perhaps three feet below me, a 'sunken' dining room design, which allowed me a great view from afar.
One table was just2 ...

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Motorcycles have always fascinated me — well, mostly the guys who ride them. Spreading my legs to straddle that broad leather seat, the vibrations of the motor would easily penetrate the honeyed gossamer of my panties, already so thin as to barely cover anything at all. It was in this posture of vulnerability that my proclivity for teasing proved to be quite advantageous, soft breasts pressing against strong, muscular back, hands reaching around, firmly grasping his rugged leather belt, fingers casually trailing just a little too low — and so it was today. Brad was the older brother of my best friend, Karen. Living at home with his family, he was an upperclassman at the local university where he studied engineering. He was three years my senior and up until recently had always treated me like a kid sister. But something was different now and it all began a few weeks ago when I turned eighteen. Maybe I was no longer a kid to him, maybe no longer jailbait, but regardless, he seemed edgy around me lately. Perhaps it was the deep gold of my summer tan or the shock of sun-streaked hair that spilled down the middle of my back. But most likely, I suspect he had noticed the way I filled out my sweaters this year. As a late bloomer, my breasts had finally blossomed over the summer, increasing a full cup size. I had yet to go shopping for bras that ...

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I hear you at the door and even before I see you, I know you have had a hard day at work. You come inside the house and move slowly to the living room couch. You lay down on the couch and drape your arm over your eyes and about all I can hear of your mumbled hello is that you need to rest for a bit. I can tell you will not be in the mood to play with me unless I can do something to help you rest and relax away all your stress. I go into the bedroom and proceed to set it all up for you.
I set out and light a bunch of candles all around the room. I put on some nice music that will guarantee to set the mood just right and then I get out my massage oils. I go back out to living room and proceed to remove your shoes. You sit up at this time and ask me what I am doing and I just shake my head and tell you to relax, that I’ve got it all under control. You rest back against the couch back and watch me as I take off each shoe, then your socks. You smile a little when I reach up to unfasten your belt and unbutton your pants. You then say to me that you are pretty tired, but if I keep doing that you are ...

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Another hot day passed and the weatherhad been incredible. The sky was a deep bluecomplimenting the crystal clear water on white sandy beaches. This had been a perfect vacation for us all, I only wished all was perfect with us. Tom and I had been growing rather distant although our love was strong. I missed his touch.
I was hoping a great get away might just be the break we needed.
Two weeks in the Bahamas, beachfront hotel, surf, sun and fun. A big change from our suburban lifestyle in the North East.
Our son Keith had just completed the fourth grade and was looking forward to next year. This trip was something he was enjoying. He didn't waste much time in checking all the brochures for activities, and already had a master plan set forth.
Tomorrow was alreadyorchestrated as we weretaking a boat adventure to one of the rural islands nearby. We'd spent the weekrelaxing and exploring and dragging my son and husband from the beach was nearly impossible. The island-day adventure seemed likesomething different, so I insisted we go.
"Where are your swim trunks?" I asked Keith.
"I'm still looking mom, geesh, hold on," he said.
Tom and I shared a warm smile as we waited, I knew he loved to 'snorkel' and had his gear in hand. Tom is a tall, gracious man born in Scotland, and his accent swept me off my feet years ago.
"Are you ready ...

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I walked into his room. It was like a studio type apartment, but on his parents’ property so it was technically his room. He smiled and sat back down in his chair in front of his computer. I sat down in the chair behind him and watched him play with the songs he was writing. He clicked on a song and it began to play in a speaker above my head. I closed my eyes listening to it and when I opened them again, he was staring at me.
"What?" My eyes were darting from him to his computer, searching for a reason that I was being stared at.
"Nothing, you’re just really pretty." He smiled and slightly laughed.
"Ok?" My eyes began darting from him to his bed then.
He turned his chair so his body was facing me and I looked down to his crotch, realizing he had one major boner. I leaned forward and nibbled on the tip of his cock through his sweat shorts. He twitched slightly and moaned. I grabbed at his shorts and pulled them off, he lifting his bottom to let me. I grabbed his throbbing cock and sucked while jacking simultaneously, using my other hand to roll his balls around like stress balls. He was wiggling like crazy and sucking in his breath and blowing it out like he couldn't grasp enough of it. I looked up at him as he looked down at me, and ...

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