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This fantasy is about Tottenham Hotspur's number 5, David Bentley. For those of you who don't know him, google him, he's gorgeous, LOL. First story, hope you enjoy it! ___________________________________"Damn!" I hang my head in frustration at the missed chance, knowing it cost us the Co-Ed Rec Football League championship. I know I need to at least pretend to have a decent excuse, so I reach down and adjust my laces, and I can feel the eyes on my ass in my little football shorts. This gets me squirming a little, but I shake my head clear and focus on the match at hand. "It's ok, keep your chin up," I hear from Rachel, one of our midfielders, who gives me a reassuring tap on the rear and we move on with the game. A few minutes later, I redeem myself. A ball squirts out to me on the edge of the box from a corner, and I slam it home, giving us the lead. This proves enough to win it, and the Rangers are the city champs! After some congratulatory hugs and high fives, we agree to meet out our favorite pub to celebrate. I walk over to my car, which is parked way off in the corner of the lot. I glance around and don't see a soul, so I strip off my sweaty jersey as I reach my old clunker in favor of a t-shirt sitting on the backseat. "That was some finish back there," I hear from ...

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Hey, it’s me Wendy Carson. My fellow shutterbug and best friend Kristy Garrison are doing another exciting photo shoot for Fantasies for Women magazine. We're doing a cover and a photo shoot for the mag's "Bedroom Issue" which features articles and such for about everything to do in the boudoir. We couldn't be more excited to do the shoot with none other than my favorite male model (and every Playgirl reader's wet dream) Julian Fantechi! When he introduced himself, we were so thrilled to meet him. Being a closeted Playgirl reader myself, I thought of Julian as number one on my very own MTRD (Men To Really Do) list. I first started admiring him after seeing a few videos of him on YouTube (which are on both my playlist and favorites) and of course seeing him in Playgirl. Anyways, Kristy and I were setting up for the shoot. We got a spectacular location for the shoot, the Hyatt Regency Boston, in where else Boston, Massachusetts. It's our first visit to the city. To me, there are four words to describe Beantown: charming, historic, collegiate, and sporty (because of all the teams: Celtics, Patriots, Red Sox, etc.). We had the shoot at 9:30 AM at a hotel room on the fifth floor. Julian looked very excited about doing the shoot. He wore a white tank top and stonewash jeans. Once his tank top came off and we got out our digital cameras, we were ready to start the shoot. I swear Julian's ...

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Detective Elliot Stabler was extremely stressed after work. He was very tense and very sore, especially in the muscles. He along with his partner Detective Benson had a field day catching crooks, perverts, and everything, all the usual work in the Special Victims Unit division of the NYPD.Elliot was walking home when he stopped by a coffee shop to gethimself some coffee. There, he noticed a beautiful redheaded woman sitting by herself."Is this seat taken?" Elliot asked smiling at her.She looked at him and said, "I don't mind."He sat himself across from her. He had a cup of coffee with sugar and cream. The woman had a french vanilla cappuccino and a chocolate covered cannoli."You look every tense, Detective," she said."Please call me Elliot. I'm off-duty," He replied.She said,"Okay, Elliot. My name's Toni Ann. I'm a masseuse."He replied,"You are? Could you help me relax?""Sure. I'm licensed and I work at home, mainly my apartment," Toni Ann said.After having coffee, Elliot and Toni Ann went to her apartment. Once they were there, Elliot asked, "Can you do a full body massage?"Toni Ann showed him her license. She said, "Yes, I can do a full body massage."He looked at her and asked, "How much do you charge for one?"She said, "Usually, I would charge fifteen dollars."He said to her, "I'll give you fifty."She said, "Sounds good."Toni Ann put out her massage table and had everything set up in the living room. She gathered her many massage oils in different scents and all.Once Elliot ...

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Hup is the sound you make when you breathe in sharplyTeşekkür ederim = Thank youDidem stepped off the elevator onto the plush indigo carpeting of the hallway. She didn’t even have time for second thoughts: the doorman had alerted him, so Tarkan held the door to his apartment open, waiting for her. The sleeveless tank he wore exposed his muscled arms. Her feet didn’t even make a sound as she came closer, nor did he. His subdued manner surprised her, but as soon she stepped over the threshold he grasped her waist and lifted her high. He buried his face in Didem’s belly. Instinctively, she reached down to hold his head, combing her fingers through his hair. Tarkan breathed in her scent and laughed.Hup.When he set her on her feet, she ran her hands over the planes of his face, rubbing her palms along the stubbly almost-beard on his cheeks. She passed her fingertips over his eyelids which closed under her touch, but he reached up to take one of her hands. Pressing her fingers against his lips, he opened his astonishing green eyes to watch her intently. She wasn’t afraid of his look anymore and wasn’t afraid to reveal herself in her own eyes.“You came.”Didem nodded, unable to speak. Tarkan’s voice was so soft … so incredulous … it was as if he hadn’t been sure she would come. He buried his face in the angle of her neck.She muttered his name and clung to him as he bent her ...

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The Turkish singer Tarkan embodies seduction and temptation.Author’s note: If you’ve never seen Tarkan, check out his video for Hup and his live performances on youtube and you will understand why I lust after this man!Hayatımı güzelliklerle doldurduğun için, teşekkür ederim. = Thank you for filling my life with beauty.Sevgili can mean ‘dear,’ or ‘girlfriend,’ or ‘lover’.Hup is the sound you make when you breathe in sharply.**************************************************The kettle whistled. Didem turned to shut the gas off, but he stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her under her breasts. He pressed his hard body against hers while he nuzzled her nape. When he brushed his silky lips across her hairline, the soft hairs of his goatee tickled her.“Tarkan,” she protested feebly, but she held him in place when she grasped his forearms.“I love the way you say my name.” His voice was low and thrummed with subtle energy. “The Turkish way …”“Tarkan, please …”“Mmmm, yes?”The sound of her swallow boomed in her ears. “I don’t – I can’t –”“Shhh, sevgili Didem,” he urged, his breathy whisper teasing the space behind her ear. The term of endearment shattered the sweet spell he’d cast on her and galvanized her into action.“No!” She spun to face him and felt cold after breaking his embrace, the loss cutting her deeply. She grasped at anger to fuel her resolve. “No, I am not your girlfriend!” She slapped his hands away when he tried to touch her face and shoved him away from her. She ...

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Paris Hilton was lounging around in her cell when the guard came. “Hi, like, why am I here? Can’t I do a home arrest, like, at home?”“Sorry, Ms. Hilton, but you still have to stay here for a few more weeks.” The guard replied. “Now, I have to do a body inspection, to make sure you haven’t smuggled in anything.” Truth be told, the guard had always been turned on by Paris Hilton. He just got horny by people talking about those sex tapes of hers. So he decided to have a little fun with her, while still doing his job as guard.“Turn and face the wall, and put your hands to it.” he said. Paris went over to the wall and obeyed his command. She wasn’t expecting what came next.The guard came over to her, and unzipped the front of her orange jumpsuit, then pulled it down to her waist, so her breasts, held in by her white bra.“Like, what are you doing?” she said. “I’m doing a body inspection” he ‘explained’. “You may have some drugs or a weapon hidden, say in your bra.” And with that, he put his hands over her breasts. He squeezed them roughly, and groaned a little inwardly. “Nope, no smuggled things in there, although they feel real nice.” He said, moving her jumpsuit down further. He slid it off her long shapely legs, revealing her tight ass and sexy g string.“This is, like, sexual harassment.” she said over her shoulder to him, starting ...

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Laura and her friend Kim where dressed up really sexy waiting outside for Laura’s dad to pick them up, after seeing an N Sync concert. Laura noticed a tour bus and smiled, hoping it was the boys from the group, so Laura was really happy and started singing and dancing with one of their songs in her head.
Later on that night, Laura was home alone and couldn’t sleep. She was still in her sexy outfit and was lying in bed listening to N Sync’s latest CD. It was so quiet besides the soft playing of the music that when the doorbell rang Laura jumped off her bed. Laura ran to the door but when she realized it was JC Chasez, her favorite member of N Sync, staring at her she slowed her pace down at bit and started to blush.
"Um hello," said Laura in shock.
"Hi, I'm JC."
"I, I know who you are. Um how did you get here?"
"I saw you dancing outside after the concert. You were with a friend of yours, you both were waiting for a lift home."
"How did you um find me?" Laura knew she sounded crazy but she didn't care.
"I followed you home."
"You followed me home, why?"
"Because I got one of your fan letters with the picture of you in your blue dance costume, now that picture is in my wallet."
"I didn't think celebs really got those letters."
"They really do and I really did ...

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My son Jared and I sat and watched RAW, excited by the antics building up to Summerslam. “Have you met any of his brothers yet?” he asked me during a commercial. “No, not yet.” I didn’t want to talk about it. Small town could mean small minds, and I was “unique” by city standards. I was trying to brace myself. Here was John, all I could want—strong, intelligent, compassionate and dominant in a good way—and a “thumbs down” could get me booted off his island. And I knew I would never survive that…I took a cleansing breath. “But I know they all played sports like you. That’s something you all have in common.” “Yeah,” Jared nodded. “John said he’d show me some stuff before football tryouts.” “I’m sure they all will,” I exhaled, brightening my focus turning back to the TV. “Look, it’s back.” John’s music started, and I smiled. He looked okay. He had begun joking about my “motherly check.” I could analyze his color, the set of his eyes before he could start down the ramp. It told me if he was resting or stressed. At the moment, he was in his zone, comfortably so. I sat back and watched the match. They were better these days. He was doing more wrestling blended with his streetfighting and brawling, making him unpredictable to the crowd. I smiled, enjoying the show. I wanted to find out what would happen next like the rest of the world, which made me excellent feedback ...

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“Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan at 733 11th Avenue, between 51st and 52nd Streets.” I muttered as I consulted my card and looked up to find myself at my destination, The Daily Show studio. I had an audition for a walk-on role in one of John Oliver’s segments in which the witty Brit explores the world of American sex scandals. My role, were I to be cast, would be an ersatz intern who crawls under the desk and... well you get the general idea. I was rather exited at the notion. John Oliver was quite attractive to me. If you’ve ever seen the show he is very tall and skinny with a rather thin, pointy-featured face, large expressive eyes and tousled sandy hair. I entered the audition room and shook hands with the casting director seated behind the desk. He looked me up and down and nodded approvingly. “Pretty face... zatfig build. Yes, you’ll do nicely. I’ll send you down to the costume shop to have our blue dress altered to your measurements.” “Wait... you mean I’ve got the part? A pretty face and a zatfig build is enough to get me the role?” “Well all you have to do is walk onto the set, say ‘hello’ to Jon Stewart and then sneak under the desk on John Oliver’s side and just wait there until the segment is nearly over. Not much acting required, really. Mostly we want a girl who will evoke that Clinton, Lewinsky feel. But we don’t want someone who ...

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Detective Elliot Stabler was extremely stressed after work. He was very tense and very sore, especially in the muscles. He along with his partner Detective Benson had a field day catching crooks, perverts, and everything, all the usual work in the Special Victims Unit division of the NYPD.
Elliot was walking home when he stopped by a coffee shop to get himself some coffee. There, he noticed a beautiful redheaded woman sitting by herself.
"Is this seat taken?" Elliot asked smiling at her.
She looked at him and said, "I don't mind."
He sat himself across from her. He had a cup of coffee with sugar and cream. The woman had a french vanilla cappuccino and a chocolate covered cannoli.
"You look every tense, Detective?" She said.
"Please call me Elliot. I'm off-duty." He replied.
"Okay, Elliot. My name's Tori Ann. I'm a masseuse." She said to him
"You are? Could you help me relax?" He asked as he took a sip of his coffee.
"Sure. I'm licensed and I work at home, mainly my apartment." Tori Ann said.
After having coffee, Elliot and Tori Ann went to her apartment. Once they were there, Elliot asked, "Can you do a full body massage?"
Tori Ann showed him her license. She said, "Yes, I can do a full body massage."
He looked at her and asked, "How much do you charge for one?"
She said, "Usually, I would charge fifteen dollars."
He said to her, "I'll give you fifty."
She ...

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