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The Coatroom – The Climax
Your explosive orgasm had barely subsided, the muscles within your clit tightening around my fingers, your clit still pulsating on my tongue, when I stood up quickly and raised your dress over your naval, took your long, lean legs and put them over my shoulders. My long, thick cock was now twitching, teasing, as you looked down and I saw the smoldering look of unbridled lust in your sparkling eyes, your eyes flipping between my own eyes and the rock hard member now inches from your entrance, and I lingered just beyond your walls, my length now bouncing over your thighs and stomach, and you moaned, sighed, wriggled, with my…
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The Christmas Present
Christmas music was playing on the CD player. The fireplace roared brightly in the darkly lit room. The tree glowed with hundreds of lights and light reflected in a warm glow on the walls and ceiling around it. Candles added to the warm glow of the room. The room looked like a Christmas card to me as I entered it. “Festive and inviting” I thought. He went to a lot of work to make the room look this way. He was trying to cheer me up for the holiday and he was doing a good job of it. The presents were stacked under the tree, many of them awaiting their…
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The Clinic
Strangers sit in the sterile waiting room. She pretends to read some gossip rag, idly flipping pages. He pretends to clean his fingernails, scraping at his hands. They each find the other attractive but are too buried in shame and fear to savor the brief shared glances. For two weeks they have been waiting. Consumed by the terror of what the answer might be. Her nervousness is cloaked in betrayal. His nervousness is shadowed in minor pride. Both are overwhelmed by so much anxiety, that they can think of little else. Their names are called almost simultaneously. He is taken to Room B, her Room D. “Negative, 100% negative. You…
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Teaching the Bitch a Lesson
Dominic undid his top button and sighed. The last pupil had left the class and the door swung shut, allowing an awkward silence to linger in the classroom. Dominic looked over at Lisa. He pulled at the sides of his jacket, just for something to do, as he awaited the eventual tirade of negative comments that came from his mentor. Lisa, a buxom blonde that had a penchant for wearing anything that showed off the greatest pair of legs Dominic had ever seen, was a total bitch. It wasn’t that she was ever nasty; her comments and feedback were just never really balanced. Rarely praised; often criticised. “So, what was…
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Teacher’s Pet Pt. 03
I awake suddenly to my alarm going off. I usually don’t set it on the weekends but today is a special day. Was last night a dream? I have to keep reminding myself that it wasn’t. I can still smell her perfume and scent on my sheets and on me. My heart immediately starts racing as I realize I really need to get in the shower! As I soap up real good and enjoy the warm water my thoughts turn to her. My cock becomes hard and dances in anticipation but I calm myself because today I’m in for more adventures…I hope. As I get dressed I start to become…
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Teacher Dreaming
“Good morning Uncle Taylor,” words I have become so accustomed to but every day they seem to have such an amazing effect. For a minute, I’m hesitant, unsure how to respond. A simple good morning in return would work. How does my voice sound? How do I look? You can’t help but be so sensual, it’s like a part of you that you can’t control, no matter how business-like you are dressed, there is always some level of allure in the way you carry yourself. It’s the subtleties that ruin my brain on a daily basis. I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way, and I try to convince myself…
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Taylor
*Although not stated, all characters are 18 and over* As my friends and I pulled up to the party I felt a wave of contentment wash over me. My friends had come to drink, chat, and maybe score some tail but I came with one goal and nothing was going to stop me from achieving that. Her name was Taylor and we had never officially met. But she knew who I was, and I definitely knew who she was. Her reputation preceded her as a slut and mine preceded me as one who could give sluts what they need. A good fucking. We entered the house and greeted the host…
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Spunky Blackmail Ch. 04
I needed a date. My company was having a big end of the year bash at a downtown hotel and they were providing the rooms, the food, everything. All we needed to do was show up and have fun. There was business involved as well, some late afternoon seminars to attend, but the important thing, the major thing, was that I needed a date. Because afterwards, there would be dancing and drink, and afterwards, I’d have a whole hotel room to myself. Nice guy that I am, I thought of calling Tara first. But nice as I am, I’m also an asshole. It didn’t take me long to remember. The…
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Stacey the Temptress Ch. 2
This is the second part of the 4 part story of my day. It was a little tame here, but parts 3 and 4 are absolutely amazing, and wild! * * * * * They smiled at each other, caressing each other’s naked bodies softly, kissing over and over. After a few minutes of this, Stacey broke the silence. “Did you mean it when you said you loved me or were you just really into the sex?” He looked into her eyes. “I meant it.” She gasped, tears welling up in her eyes. “I love you Danny.” She said, heart pounding. “I love you too Stacey.” She kissed him hard,…
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Sportive Ends In Sporty Fun
I am a 35 year old generally fit cyclist and it’s time I aimed a little higher so I have targeted my first Ironman competition. The only way I will be able to train towards this is to join a club of like minded sporty types. Luckily there are a few local clubs that fit the bill. This weekend I will be out on my first group ride and judging by the profiles on the club facebook site there will certainly be a fair mix of riders including a few real lookers. I have already ridden many sportives and other cycling challenges. Although the percentage of female to male is…