Recap: JC finishes the major part of the work on the mural and all that”s left is the detailing and varnishing so Boulan makes preparations for a large party to show off the mural to all his close friends.
On the way home, they stopped off at a small restaurant in Odile”s neighborhood and had dinner and then went home and got into bed for a nice quiet fuck before falling asleep. They awoke early and showered, dressed and had breakfast and were at Boulan”s place by 10. The intern, Jon, was waiting for them when they entered the mural room and JC undressed, slipped on his robe and went over to the work table to prepare his materials for the day. He stepped back and surveyed the entire mural sketching the areas that needed some detail work and was just about to ask Jon to get on the scaffold with him, when Camille and Francois walked in and greeted them warmly. After a short conversation, JC nodded to Jon and got on the platform but Camille asked if she could be his intern for a few hours and when he agreed, she told Jon to go over to the couch where Odile and Francois were sitting and take care of them while they watched JC work. Read more…
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Pam looked up at him sternly. “Relax stud,” she said. “I’m the one who’s doing the sucking.” She stuck out her tongue and touched it to the tip of the head just to keep him happy. His eyes were locked on her tongue. She couldn’t deny his desire to have her mouth around the end of his cock any more than she could deny her own desire to feel the end of his cock touching the back of her mouth and the shaft sliding between her lips.
She lifted the shaft to examine his balls. When she saw the plump, round orbs hanging loosely in the rugged looking sack, she instantly decided she had to have them in her mouth as well. She craned her neck out to reach them, lifted one with her tongue and popped it into her mouth, letting the shaft of his cock rest along the bridge of her nose and across her cheek. Read more…
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Amsterdam was soon over and all six of us returned to our daily routines and I”ll bet the others, like me, soon started to think of the things that had happened and that might happen in the future.
As it turned out James was the one who phoned me one morning and suggested some lunch so that we could chat over “a little idea” he had.
I was intrigued and very soon we were sat at a pub by the river enjoying real good food and an excellent bottle of red wine. “Do you remember Mary and that black dildo in Amsterdam?” James asked, “Certainly,” I replied “she was still talking about it when we got home, telling me how good it felt and how she would like to try the real thing”. Read more…
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“(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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