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“You mean she wants to tongue fuck you?” “Yes, she promised me she was very good. She also told me she wants you to watch and masturbate. And she wants to watch you fuck me when she has pleasured me. Are you fine with that?” “You know I am always fine with you enjoying lesbian sex when I am included. With my assistance you became a late adapter to lesbian sex. Now you are a natural. And you are still such a good fuck. “Tell me how you met her, how you first crossed paths?” “A few Fridays ago you might...

Jesus! My nipples! They are OUT! As she drove her minivan, Abby Carter looked down at her chest in a panic. The 25-year-old blonde had forgotten to put on a bra before dashing out of the house. Abby wore her comfy-but-threadbare Eminem concert T-shirt she'd had for a decade. As a result, her large breasts bounced freely whenever she hit a pothole, and her nipples showed clearly through the thin cloth. Abby's long blond hair was pulled into a careless ponytail. Flip-flops and way-too-tight cutoff shorts completed her inappropriate outfit. Why didn't I remember earlier that I have to pick up...

The next morning as I get up I notice the sun is up and the girls are in the kitchen eating breakfast and apollo is laying under the table licking my wife's feet which are sensitive and makes her horny if played with. I set down to eat and as I am eating I notice Becca is dressed in her panties and bra and my darling wife is wearing her white teddy so I'm dressed in baggy night shorts and as I look across the table I see becca's nipples and they are hard. My wife catches me staring at becca's...

It would be a good idea to read the previous chapters as knowing some of the history involved will certainly help in understanding the underlying theme of this and any other future chapters. As I have mentioned in an earlier chapter I’m 32 years old. What I haven’t mentioned anything about is whether or not I have a girl friend or I am married. Well to set the record straight, I am in between girl friends and not currently married. “No really!” I’m sure some of you may have thought or even said out loud. “No shit Sherlock, you do surprise...

She sat at her computers desk as she did every day after a Long day at work .The room of windows that faced onto her backyard gave her a perfect view and the privacy of what she would do next. As she did everyday. She sat in her work skirt, and crisp white blouse. But that didn't last long .As she sat at her desk she undid her skirt and kicked it aside. She then slowly undid her shirt and discarded that on the floor as well. She kicked off her shoes and turned on the computer. She hadn't had a...

Tom has been in Edinburgh for a business meeting. A nice summers day had been forecast, so he is dressed in beige chinos, brown brogues, a white open colour shirt and blue blazer. With his tanned skin, he looks quite the city dapper. His meeting overran and so he is now on the last train back to Leeds in Yorkshire that is just leaving the station 9.30pm. There are not many passengers getting on the train so he chooses a group of 4 seats with a table, sits in the aisle seat with his back to the direction of travel, puts...

This is a true story that took place about a year and a half ago. It was a very warm late fall day. We were having a very warm streak, almost record highs. Some years we could have had snow on the ground during this time of year, but it was in the 70’s this year. It was a weekday. Working only part time, I had the day off. My husband of two years owns his own business and takes time off whenever he wants. He took this day off so we could take advantage of the unusual warm weather together...

Chapter Thirty-Seven BROCK “Please!” The elf scout screamed. “I don’t understand why you’re complaining,” I said as I loaded him into the trebuchet, “I’m returning you to your army.” “Hold on to this tightly, Imperial, and don’t release it too soon.” Trenok grunted, tying the parachute straps to the terrified man’s wrists. “It won’t work!” He cried. I knelt to his level, and put a compassionate hand on his shoulder. “Progress is made by silencing doubters, little imperial. All great scientists of our time were once called lunatics for their ideas.” “Great scientists?” Trenok laughed, “What calculations did you make?” “You...

The Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Seven: The Jealousy of the Witch Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Monday, January 18th – South Hill, Washington “So this is the wife?” Britney asked when she opened the door of Kyle's car. “Yeah. Aaliyah, this is my best friend, Britney.” The Genie smiled, turning around and extending her hand into the rear seats were Britney squeezed in next to Chyna. Fatima was on the other side, crushed against the door. It was tight having three people in the back seat, and Kyle's little sister didn't seem pleased about the...

Hello. My name is Tom and I am a straight, male exhibitionist! Luckily for us exhibitionists there is no “Exhibitionists Anonymous.” We can just enjoy our perversion. I became an exhibitionist before I knew the meaning of the word. I have many stories to tell. Unlike most exhibitionist stories mine do not always end with phony head jobs, hand jobs or wild sex. I don’t know why writers have to end with a fantasy sex scene. My stories are usually short and end with the audience leaving while laughing and giggling. This makes me very horny. I jack off. I do...