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Tempest in a Teapot
I arrived in Denver just after noon. I rented a car and started the drive to Steamboat Springs. Its such a gorgeous drive. The Rockies take my breath every time I’m there. The snow was beginning to fly as I arrived in Steamboat; fresh powder! I checked into my room at the hotel near the Headwall. I loved that place. You can ski right up to the hotel, walk in to the bar and have a drink, or a meal and hang with the other skiers. I stowed my gear in my room and went down to the restaurant for my favorite meal there; bison steak, a house specialty. Once…
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Teasing
It was almost midnight by the time Janine and Brad got back to their twelfth floor New York apartment. Janine headed on up in the elevator while Brad parked the car in the underground garage. As he waited for the elevator on his own, he thought over the night’s events and what kind of deal he could cut with his boss to get a promotion out of it all. He could use the raise in pay to buy Janine the perfect Christmas present every girl wanted – a diamond and white gold engagement ring she had been cooing and gah-gah’ing over since summer. And the extra seniority would let him…
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Teacher’s Pet Pt. 04
Further adventures with Judy as she continues her education of me and learns more about herself. Driving back to Judy’s apartment she had laid down on the seat with her head resting in my lap. I could tell she was tired and she dozed off on the way back. We got back about 10pm and she woke up as I parked the car. Grabbing my travel bag from the trunk we walked to her apartment. Opening the door, Judy peeked in to make sure Sharon was not there. “She’s not home yet. Let’s take a quick shower and get in bed, I’m exhausted. “Both of those sound fun,” I said…
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Tea For Two
We meet as arranged and I am pleasantly surprised by how pretty you are. Not just pretty by also exuding a certain sensuality that I hadn’t expected. Perhaps it’s just that I haven’t before met a woman so open with her sexuality, perhaps it’s the slight bulge of suspender belt ties just above the hemline of your skirt. I follow you up the stairs to the cafe you have in mind. Surely you are aware that I’m simply taking the opportunity to ogle your tightly clad arse as you climb. An added bonus is the waft of scent you trail behind – how alluring. Of course I should do the…
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Tales of Pleasure and Passion Ch. 02
~ This is the original, longer and alternative version of one of my stories. ~ Welcome romance seeker. Come join me in a world of pleasure, passion and dreams. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Vincenzo Jacques Maison de L’Orange, the butler of Plaisir du Doré Palais. My small and humble manor is on the estate next to the rows of orange trees with a garden of fresh herbs to surround the tan stone walls. Here is a land of lush greenery, a maze of trimmed bushes and butterflies to fly freely under the bright sun. The tulips, daisies, carnations, roses and lillies color the land in all shades…
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Tanya
I woke up Saturday morning, too keyed up to sleep any longer. I got dressed and made a cup of instant coffee, and grabbing a leftover pork chop from the fridge I ate it while putting on my shoes. I took my keys off of the counter, grabbed my fishing pole, and headed down the street in the morning sunlight to the canal across the highway. Living near Ft. Lauderdale had its distinct advantages. One was sunshine, and a comfortable climate year round. I had been to the beach several times on Thanksgiving, Christmas day, New Years, etc. Another advantage is the women. I’d taken two Yankee girls, one from…
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Taking Dictation
Beth had no idea after a week at her new job as secretary that she’d be down on her knees with her mouth full of her new boss’s cock. This was so unlike her, not to mention akin to the flimsy, lurid plot of a cheap porno. But nevertheless here she was, in Kevin’s office with the door shut, her hands cupping his full, heavy shaved balls, her lips and tongue deftly slavering over his thick, vein-threaded member as he moaned deeply. If only hubby would let me do this, she thought dimly. But then again, Kevin (as he insisted being called, not Mister Collin) was handsome, decent body in…
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Taken
The snow piled upon the windows, rounding the corners. The shadows it cast made the cabin much darker than it should be, in the mid-afternoon. She plied the fire with another piece of wood, poking it carefully into the burning pile. Hot ashes danced upwards, celebrating the commitment of the log to the transformative process. The flames were welcoming, and accepted the new fuel in long licks. In the corner, he’d been “reading”, his eyes stealing glances of her more than they stayed on the book. He watched her kneel and stretch before the fire’s heat. He watched the fire consume itself. Arising from his chair, he approached her. Sliding…
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Sympathetic Sister-in-law
Christopher Botham, a Roman-nose Englishman now residing in Manhattan, was in an early marriage crisis and perhaps as to be expected, regarded it as fundamentally not of his making. A mere sixty days after the wedding, his wife Anna, a secondary school teacher, had announced adamantly that having sex twice a day was no longer an option. Chris’s mouth froze hanging open. He couldn’t believe it; is wife was being unreasonable. “Well say something,” she said sounding irritated and sucking a lock of her blonde hair. “Ouch,” the 33-year managed. Anna, who was two years younger with a broad nose and full lips, sighed and began leaving the room but…
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Sweet Torment
As usual, this work is not intended for minors. Hearty thanks again go out to gimmie_your_load for the lovely character of Lucia. Comments and criticisms welcome. Enjoy. ———- Part 1 – Build Up Jim took another bite of his sandwich and felt the buzzing of his phone in his pocket. He fished it out to find a new text from Lucia. His cock began to harden before the message even opened. Looking down at his phone his eyes widened at what he was reading, and then an audible groan escaped his lips. Damn that girl. She knows exactly what she’s doing, he thought, his thick cock now straining at full-mast…