“(The Oral Values serial is comprised of independent chapters, yet I hope the reader will find they provide a satisfying tale alphabetically.)”
It was probably an inauspicious moment for Regina Bouchet, M.S.W., Ph.D., and Edward Thompson, M.S.W., Ph.D., to arrive almost concurrently at the whirlpool in the health club of the upscale, albeit temporarily disadvantaged hotel. She had just learned that the young man to whom she’d given her first of a countless number of blowjobs fifteen years ago had been killed in Operation Desert Storm. He had just received a phone call from his ex who had divorced him more than five years ago wishing him a happy belated birthday and briefly explaining why she’d left him. This time he listened and understood. Read more…
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She woke late, as usual, the life of a single woman was supposed to be free and easy, but she seemed to have so little time in her day. She rushed about looking for something to wear… the hamper was full and she remembered that she had not done the laundry yet. Her underwear drawer was empty, not a clean pair of panties to be had. She debated about wearing a pair unwashed, but the idea made her cringe. She may be a slob but she hated wearing unclean clothes. With a shrug she decided to wear none, after all, she thought, she was safe enough… no one would know. Looking in her closet she spied a skirt and blouse and without hesitating took them out and laid them on the bed. With a quick glance at the clock she calculated how long she had to shower, dress and drive to work. It would be cutting it fine but she was sure she could do it. One more day of arriving late and her boss would haul her over the coals. It had taken awhile for her to find a job she enjoyed and she didn’t want to lose it yet. Read more…
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” [ This story contains oral and vaginal sex, threesomes, exhibitionism, a hand job and hints of things to come. If you want cheating, revenge, BDSM, angst, or anal sex you need to look somewhere else. ]”
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The invitation came in the mail during the last week of May. I read it twice before I showed it to my wife, Marie. I handed it to her with the rest of our mail and went out to the garage to get some tools for a bit of yard work.
When I was on my knees pulling weeds in a flower bed beside our house Marie came out of the house and sat on the grass by me. Read more…
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I miss you already. I wish we had the time to snuggle together. I’d love to lay in your arms while we recover. My head resting on your shoulder, my finger lightly tracing across your chest. I trail my finger across your nipples then down your stomach, to you belly button. I circle it once then twice before I move further down.
My tongue is jealous of the journey that my fingers have taken. I slide my body over you. Kissing your chest, then licking first one nipple then the other. Gently nibbling. i slide my body along yours, our wet bodies sliding easily along each other. I make my way down to your stomach. I slide further still, feeling the object of my desire between our bodies. Read more…
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“Hi mister, who are you?” I turned and saw a girl who looked like Daisy Duke standing beside the dirt road I was hiking along. “Hi! Yourself, young Lady. I am Bill Collins, who are you?
She smiled and sent a shiver down my spine, She was beautiful. “I am Penny, Penny Jenkins, I live on this farm. Where are you going?” I looked into the bluest eyes and stammered that I was looking for some gas for my truck. She said, “Jump the fence, I have some gas in a tank in the shed. Follow me.” I would have followed her anywhere. Her little round ass filled the tiny cut off jeans delightfully and I couldn’t take my eyes off the way it worked as she walked. I was getting hard. We came to a shed against a hill and she said, “I’ll be right back, I have to check on my pie.” She ran off to a farm house a few yards away. I looked around and saw the place was pretty run down. Old junk cars and rusty farm equipment was scattered about all over. I heard the screen door slam and she came running back, “The pie is OK. Let me find a gas can. Here it is, over here. She bent over to pick up the can and her little blouse hung down, she was not wearing a bra and didn’t need it. She had beautiful breasts and grinned as she caught me looking. She reddened a little bit but didn’t loose the grin. She was so nice to look at. She took my hand and led me to a large fuel tank. “Here is the gas. Put the can down and I will fill it. Oh! I forgot the key, wait here, I’ll be right back.” She ran to the house again, which was a delight to watch as her breasts bounced while she ran. Wow! She was a real hottie. Read more…
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Chloe flies into the Houston airport at 10:50am on June 7. Flying first class is always exciting, but the anticipation of finally getting to meet Austin in person is overwhelming. She departs the plane and looks for the nearest ladies room to freshen up, wanting to look her best for the first meeting.
Leaving the restroom, she waits in the lobby, looking for the man of her recent distractions of late. She spies him through the busy lobby, smiling as their eyes meet. Chloe meets Austin half way, extending her hand to shake it, not expecting him to pull her into an embrace in the middle of the busy Houston airport. She whispers in his ear how good it is to finally meet and how desperately she wants to get out of the airport to be with him. She lightly kisses him on the neck as she pulls away, winking her left sparkly blue eye. He can see by that wink that she is full of mischief. They anxiously leave the airport, arm in arm. Read more…
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As the first glow of dawn creeps silently above the distant horizon, a gentle breeze begins to caress the soft lace that adorns the windows of my bedroom. The call of songbirds brightens the already glorious day, and soft sound of your breath as you sleep floods my soul with a sensation that could only be described as magic.
Rolling over, I snuggle in against you, my naked body molding perfectly against yours, my breasts pressed hard against your back, my pelvis against your ass. I slide my arm about you, running my hand up over your chest, delighting in the warmth of your body. Read more…
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Chloe looked at me, “Are you? Are you dying to fuck me Eric?”
I looked her in the eye, “You know I am… I have been for a long time.” She smiled and reached down to grasp me. I had started to stiffen again when Monica came and feeling Chloe’s hand on me gave me new incentive. She pressed the head against her lips and slowly pressed herself down on me. We both moaned slightly as she took me completely inside her. She lay still for a moment so I could feel her surrounding me. It was incredible. She began to move over me, up and down, sliding me in and out of her. I slid my hands over her body, holding her hips as she rode me slow and gentle. She lowered herself and put her chest in my face. I held her breasts and kissed and licked her nipples. She began to breathe heavily and knowing that Monica was lying there, watching us only made the experience more tantalizing. I started moving my hips, pushing myself to meet Chloe’s body as she lowered herself onto me. She moaned a little as I did, and we went like this for a while, just fucking each other nice and slowly. Read more…
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“Sequel to “John and Georgia”"
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“Oh, my God. What an orgasm!”
When I came around enough to notice, John was sitting on the floor streaming sweat and breathing like he had run a marathon. Georgia was lying flat, face down, and she looked about as limp as a wet Kleenex. He looked over at me, gave a weak smile, and asked if I would please get him a glass of water with lots of ice.
I slipped my shorts and tee shirt back on and went to the kitchen for the ice water and drank the first glass myself. My knees were shakey standing there in the kitchen. Then I refilled the glass and brought it out to John. He chugged the first glass, and I had to get him another before his thirst was satisfied. Read more…
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“This tale is a continuation of ‘Rescuing Rhonda’. It will make a little more sense if you’ve read that one first.”
The sudden chime of the doorbell startled them, and they stared at each other. The doorbell rang again and Rhonda frowned. “Better pull out, baby. I’ll see who it is and get rid of them. You just keep that lovely cock warm, or even better, get him nice and hard again, ready for seconds.” Jerry pulled back, glancing down. His prick was wet with their mixed fluids. Rhonda swung her leg over his head, giving him a momentary glance of pussy, open slightly, wet, reddened, before she stood and reached for a robe hanging on the door. She blew him a kiss. “Back soon, baby, don’t go anywhere.” Read more…
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