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My whole bed was soaked. I thought I had wet the bed but it was only
sweat. I looked at the clock. It was midnight. I went to the
bathroom to clean up a little and cool off.
I washed the cum and sweat off my body using a damp wash cloth.
The sponge bath woke me up enough so …
Read More →Not many folks know about fixers. Those that
think they do, usually don’t. They have the wrong
idea. People think fixers kill people, or maybe
break their legs. I don’t want to say we NEVER
get rough, but most of what we do is pretty
routine, and even boring.
Say some little starlet is photographed
coming out of some gay …
The
Winner lifts one of my feet out of the skirt and then the other. He
throws my skirt somewhere behind me.
The Winner stands in front of me. His hand touches me just below my
breasts. His hands move over my belly and work their way down. He
moves his hand down to my pantyhose and presses his palm …
I met Kelly, in of all places, an overgrown
churchyard. I had been roped into helping out with a ground-
clearance scheme, to get this neglected churchyard back into
some sort of reasonable condition. There were quite a number
of helpers, including several whom I knew.
I noticed this girl in her twenties, attractive,
slim but by no means skinny, …
This is not exactly about lightning striking in the same place twice, but
it’s close.
In the middle of November of the year after he met Mary Nelson, George
Chitwood went past the Greyhound station after work on Friday. No, you haven’t
been here before, not exactly. He did this a couple of times a month for some
years, especially …
John sat quietly eating the last of his sandwiches in the corner cafe as
he watched and listened to his friend Bill whinge and complain about not
being able to get the best out of his athletes whenever they performed.
Bill was the head coach at the local university, in charge of all of the
athletes and responsible to the …
Read More →I had just completed the very nasty job for cleaning the furnace for the
Jones family. I knew that I would unable to sale anything on this call because
the only person in to the house when I arrived was the grandmother. I hated it
when my customers did that. I had hurried through my work so that I could …
Read More →My name’s Sandi, and I want to tell you about some of the horny
adventures I’ve had. This one’s about when I left school and got
a job in an office. Unfortunately some of what REALLY happened
is probably a bit too naughty to tell you, so I’ve had to miss
it out! Still, even without it, I think that …
My dildo was rammed back up my ass to hold in the soup of piss and cum
as the head waiter held my bunches and fucked my mouth as hard as he
could, grunting as his cock forced its way down my throat. I looked into
his eyes and smiled round his prick. ‘you dirty cunt’ was all he said …
The following story is more-or-less true. It takes place at a
Long Island-based university whose main campus is on a main road named
after a compass reference and whose admission policies are generally
concerned with confirming your pulse and checkbook balance. Not that
the place does not provide a good education, it simply isn’t known as
inexpensive or picky. The …
I never thought of myself as an exhibitionist. What I
mean is that I don’t go and look for opportunities,
although I have enjoyed girls sitting next to me on the
bus when the vibrations make me get hard. I am sure a
lot of you know the feeling, wearing sweats and boxer
shorts can be a deadly combination. And …
Natalie Bradshaw was a juvenile delinquent. At least,
that’s what her mother called her all the time. She
didn’t mean to get into trouble; it just seemed to
happen to her. Maybe it was the friends she hung out
with, like her Mom kept saying.
But she liked Livia and Brad, and she wasn’t going to
stop seeing them just …
A few weeks ago, my wife Krista and I attended a party
at her friend’s home. It was an informal affair, just
drinks and snacks. There were about 9 or 10 couples
there, all of us married and in our late twenties. It
was a holiday weekend and everyone was drinking quite a
bit. The host had made arrangements so …
It won’t be long now before my wife, Annmarie, and I will
gather with friends and neighbors to welcome in 1997. I’m sure
we’ll have a good time, but there’s no way this New Year Eve’s
will be better than last. I mean, what could possibly be better
than watching your honey get down and dirty with another guy? Any…
I awoke this morning to the sound of birds, and sunlight
streaming through my windows. The first thought to enter my head
was “what do I have to do today?” My mind was blank … could it
be true? I had nothing to do today? It’s Tuesday, so I don’t
work today, the kids all slept over at friends houses …