I have been waiting for this day I think all my life. I know when I get down there I will meet this man with such a lovely dirty mind. God it seems like everything that I have ever wanted to do in my sexual life, he has done. I can”t help but wonder a few things as this shift is coming to an end. The morning traffic I was sure would take my mind off of my journey, but as luck would have it, it has been a slow night. Even the breakfast crowd is small today. I am on pins and needles waiting to get out of here and get home to change for the flight. One minute I am all excited about going and then the next I am scared to the bone. What will happen if he doesn”t like me? What if he is something other than what he has been telling me? Can he really get 5-6 men that will do me? I mean I have always wanted to be in a Gang-Bang, can he really do it? What if they get mean? Read more…
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Chapter 1
I awoke feeling the sperm running down my thigh. It had happened again, a wet dream that I’d been having three times a night. It always started the same way, I would be in a bar getting a drink, and once I sat down in an alcove that was situated at the back of the bar, someone would get under the table and start to give me the best damn blowjob ever. But I couldn’t see who it was, and when they’d taken me to the very edge, I would cum for real, and wake up. I cleaned up the mess, and then lay there wondering why I should be having such vivid and incredible wet dreams. It wasn’t because I didn’t get laid. On the contrary, I had my fair share of sex. Also I was twenty-one, and had never experienced a wet dream in my life. Read more…
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It”s been in the low 90″s for more than a week now, with over 80% humidity - enough to make even the heartiest flower wilt. I sigh in frustration because the air conditioner just died yesterday.
I”m sitting in the living room with a fan turned on high. It”s so hot, that I”m only wearing panties and a tank top in an effort to stay at least somewhat comfortable. Even so, the tank top is sticking to my body, soaked with my own perspiration, my breasts clearly outlined in the thin fabric.
Trying to cool off, I take a piece of ice out of my half empty glass and begin to rub it down my throat. The chill from the ice causes my nipples to harden almost painfully. Moaning softly at the sensation, I take the ice and rub it across my nipples, through my tank top. I gasp as my body arches a little at the feeling. Read more…
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“I”m going out to the pool” I call out as I close the door firmly behind me. I need time to cool of and the pool is the perfect place to do so.
“Damn she can get me going sometimes.” I mutter to myself as I walk towards the pool.
Our argument, one of our rare ones had started about something stupid, then went on from there. I couldn”t even remember what had started it, but some things had been said by both of us, leaving us both mad. I had to get out of the apartment before I said anything else. Maybe she would calm down as well, but I doubted it. Shelly could and sometimes did carry a grudge with the best of them. Read more…
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*0: The Fool*
Genesis LeClair had a throbbing headache and her mouth felt like it was stuffed with cotton. A hangover. The pillow was so soft, if she could just go back to sleep, the pain was sure to go away eventually. She refused to concede to this reality. She wouldn’t open her eyes. Beside her, someone groaned and turned over.
Alex.
Her eyes popped open of their own accord and she saw blue plaid sheets that were certainly not her own. She found that she was also very naked.
Shit. Read more…
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As I walk through the airport terminal I see you impatiently standing there waiting. You are standing there looking at the passengers walking by you hold a picture tightly in your hands. I slowly walk towards you as I get closer to you I notice that you are as beautiful in person as you are in your photographs. I get closer to you and say, “hello.” I see your eyes light up. I wrap my arms around you hugging you so tightly, closing my eyes not believing our first embrace. As we are hugging I take the time to feel your body and the softness it yields under my touch. Read more…
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Pt I
I was one of those young guys who always dropped pencils in class, dreamed about hiding in the girls locker room at the pool, and thought about sex 25 hours a day. Did I do anything about it? Never! I had no line, no guts, and was incredibly shy. Even in the Air Force, I ran from sure things, twice. Once in a girl’s apartment in Minnesota, my arriving to take her roller skating while she was still showering was followed by her coming into the living room in a fur coat, plopping herself down on the opposite end of the couch, and demurely opening the coat for my approval. I clearly remember thinking, while I was running down the stairs from her apartment, that she was beautiful and I was very dumb. A couple of years later I went to fix a phone for a young officers wife at a base in Louisiana. While I was checking the lightening protector at the bottom of the basement stairs, she sat on the top step. Legs open. Robe mostly open. A crystal clear, absolute, bona fide invitation. By then, at least, I was no longer a virgin. But did I accept the offering. No! True to form, cussing myself out all the way, I left the house and went back to the telephone central office and my private misery. Read more…
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Karen picked up and replaced the phone on the handset seven times before she finally dialed Marc’s number. For days now she had been trying to garner the courage to call him and invite him on a picnic. It was stupid really, her nervousness. They had been dating for five months and finally slept together 3 weeks ago. Even though Marc had not said anything, she knew that he was disappointed in the sex. It was good, but she knew he was used to lovers who were more open and forward than she was. Finally, she decided to do something about it. Read more…
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“This is the second chapter in the Jack and Connie saga. Because of Randy and Peyton’s characters being purely fantasy for Jack and Connie, I will not be writing stories based on their characters.”
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I glanced over at Connie dancing with Randy. My sexy wife dancing with another man. Me holding his wife as close as he was holding mine. Randy’s wife, Peyton, was a knockout natural blonde. She was about 5 1/2 feet tall, which was a good foot shorter than me. My black hair and hazel eyes contrasted her husbands blonde hair and brown eyes. Peyton’s green eyes glistened when she laughed at my corny jokes. I was very lucky! Yes, sir, lucky indeed! Read more…
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I was on the rocks drying off when a voice asked, “Do you mind if we join you?” The speaker was a big beautiful black woman. An equally attractive black man was standing beside her. They were both naked, just as I was.
I’d decided to celebrate National Nude Day by going to Hippie Hollow, the famous Texas nude beach. After spending some time in the cruising area up the rugged hillside, I’d gone down to the lake to swim and cool off. “I’d be delighted,” I answered, smiling up at the couple.
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