Trish drove down to Sterling hall with not much difficulty. She had never been to the rich side of her neighborhood before, but found the house easy enough. Every home was beautiful she thought and each one bigger and better than the other. The streets were neat and clean and everything orderly. It was 2 pm in the afternoon. Her appointment with Jess James the erotic movie mogul was at 2.30 pm. Prior to this Trish had been just another poor student struggling to make ends meet and provide for her family. She had worked at a Strip club and it was there that Jess had spotted her and offered her the chance to star in his porn movies. Trish had seemed a little apprehensive at first. But when she realized Jess was indeed talking big money she had agreed. Of course she had to fuck him first. Trish had found Jess, fat, ugly and unclassy. He was wealthy but that was all that could be said about the man. He was 40+, married and divorced several times, short and really fat. Trish had found him revolting in the beginning, but as soon as she had seen his cock, short and really, really thick, she found the idea of fucking him more attractive. Plus the sluttiness of it all, the grossness of fucking an old man, so fat that his paunch hung out and wobbled as she rode his cock turned her on and she finally agreed to meet Jess and sign a contract for her first movie. Read more…
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Arianne couldn’t believe her eyes. When she came in to investigate the strange sounds coming from the barn, she never thought she would see anything like this. The stallion that was prancing before her was sporting a hard on that was two-feet in length! The sheer size of it was causing a rushing wetness to gush from her pussy. She leaned in closer to get a better view of what was happening.
The gap between the bales of hay didn’t afford much of an extensive view. All she could see was that the stallion was somehow tethered and that fact was obviously making the powerful animal rear its powerful legs and give an outraged whinny. The men holding on to the ends of the ropes shouted warnings and tried to hold on as the stallion tried to release itself. Its muscles bunched in protest and the sheen of perspiration covering its flanks attested to the lengthy battle between horse and man. Read more…
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As Mike rode his cab downtown, he directed the cab driver to a small bar that he knew in the West Village, a block or two from the West Side Highway and he walked in. There was a seat available at the bar, so Mike sat down and waited for the bartender, George, to notice him. As he finished serving a man at the end of the bar, George turned, spotted Mike and walked towards him.
“Hey, Mike! Long time no see. How’re you doing? What’s your pleasure tonight?”
Mike smiled, “I’m in need of a stiff one.” Read more…
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After twenty hours flying cross country to LA and then onto Hawaii - we were dead tired and it was too late to do anything other than just open the balcony doors, let in the breeze and crash on the supersoft bed and pillows. We were so beat and it felt so good to curl up against each other’s warm bodies that we slept and slept and slept.
The night before the view from the balcony was just black, so imagine our surprise to see the most gorgeous view of green mountains and sapphire blue waters and white sand beaches just feet from our bed. Read more…
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We went out for some good Italian food. We had a great meal, we talked about how we were only going to be friends, and she said she didn’t know whether she would ever have sex with me. I told her without hesitation that she would.
She looked at me and asked, “You think so?”
I said, “Absolutely!” She asked me how I could be so sure.
I told her that I knew because the chemistry was so strong and whenever we were in each other’s presence we always needed to touch each other. She agreed. After all, our connection was a spiritually-sexual one. It’s one of those things where the connection transcends all boundaries. When two people are driven together by fate and chemistry, they will stop at nothing to be together. Read more…
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“She”s going to go nuts when you show her this, Brian,” Karla said to me with a huge grin.
“You really think so, Karla?”
“Oh, I know it Brian. She”s always talking about taking a trip like this with you. But you guys always have so much going on, she thinks it will never happen.”
I took the packet from Karla and looked at it again, scarcely able to believe that we were actually going to do it. Karla is my wife Andrea”s best friend, and the wife of my good friend, James. The bright blue packet contained the airline tickets, hotel reservations, and itinerary for a trip for two to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Andrea and I had been married for 13 years now, and had never taken a real vacation together. Something in each of our conflicting work schedules had always prevented us from planning such a trip. But this time, both of us had managed a week off, starting tomorrow, New Year”s Day. Tonight, Andrea and I were going to a New Year”s Eve party held in the lounge of a luxury hotel in downtown Dallas. We were meeting a few other couples and some of their friends. Not wanting to drive after celebrating the new year with a few cocktails and the inevitable champagne toast at midnight, I had reserved us a room at the hotel. My plan was for Andrea and I to party like rock stars tonight, then I was going to surprise her with the packet up in our room before going to bed. I”d even loaded a cooler with ice and beer, as experience told me that sometimes the party goes on, even after the party in the ballroom ends. If nothing else, I”m sure we”d want to have a few celebratory beers as we went over the details of our trip. If my calculations were correct, what would follow would be some seriously hot marital conjugation. Read more…
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As her new Astin-Martin roared up the Ross’ driveway, Michelle Bauer thought of what she was going to say to Shana Ross. How she was going to confront her? Was she going to deck the bitch? Or was she going to yell and scream? Or was she going to calmly tell Mrs. Ross that she knew full well about her affair with Michelle’s husband, Craig?
Michelle and Craig had been married for ten years now, the last few of which had been horrible. Lousy. Their sex – which had drifted to once or twice a month, if at all – was perfunctory and dull. Once, he hadn’t been able to keep his hands off her seductive body, nowadays, he didn’t seem to care at all. Read more…
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Shannon walked down the streets in this unfamiliar town. She”d been here for a week now, but her time had been spent unpacking the boxes that had been shipped here from Ireland and getting settled in her new house and at her new job. It was an exciting time for her. She”d long thought about making the move to America, but never done it. Then when she married John it had seemed that she”d stay in Ireland forever. But life was unpredictable and when she”d found John in bed with her best friend Tara a year ago she”d decided to finally do what she”d always wanted. Thankfully there were no children to take into account in her marriage, so the minute her divorce came through she set sail for America. Her parents hadn”t been pleased about her decision, but they”d understood her need for a change. Read more…
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“COPYRIGHT 15 December 2005 No part of the following story may be copied or transmitted without written authorisation of the author.
This is fiction. Any resemblance of characters dead or alive and historic or current organisations to the real world are completely co-incidental.
WARNING: This is for adult reading. If you are a minor or you are offended by consensual sex between three women and a man, do not read this story.
This is part 4 of the story. Thanks for the comments and encouragement. The others are soaked. I appreciate and respond to all comments. Please, ladies as well as gentlemen, do comment and tell me what the story did for you.” Read more…
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After we made love, I laid in bed feeling warm and satisfied and pleasantly sleepy, my bare back against his lean, naked body. My head was cradled against his chest, our legs cozily tangled and his arm resting on my side while his hand gently caressed my hip. He reached down and pulled the covers up to our shoulders and adjusted so our bodies were even closer together.
“Love you,” he said. He pressed his lips against the back of my shoulder. I smiled and rubbed back against him. I turned my head and rolled over a little so I could kiss him. His lips were soft and warm and his moustache tickled my upper lip. We lingered over the kiss and his hand slid up and across my stomach and his fingers brushed across my nipples. My hips rocked back against him instinctively and a soft sigh escaped from my lips. He laughed gently. Read more…
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