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The anteroom was noisy and reeked of desperation, but Sean endured it because his political future depended on it. He'd arrived early for his nine am appointment. It was already five past. He tapped his foot like a tweaked up junkie, still hyper from his early morning meeting with fellow competitor Heather to discuss the latest scandalous photos of their car park tryst. Discuss. Yeah. The scent of her flowing arousal was still fresh beneath his nostrils and he could swear she broke skin where her nails dug into his shoulders.

He shook his head and gazed around the room. The latest in a long line of flustered secretaries sat behind a cheap desk that was groaning under the weight of various stacks of paper. Sean had seen her once before. She was cute. Intensely fuckable. He'd like to unwrap her pinned-up brunette locks, guide her to a kneel and show her what a real man tasted like between those blush lips, her hair swishing across his shaft and balls as he shoved into her throat. Watching her take everything, eyes wide and watering. Just like he'd done with Heather the other night alongside her car at The Point. Just like she'd done barely an hour earlier while he was perched against his office desk, before traipsing downtown to sit in this hellhole.

He forced a smile, made eye contact and shared a raised eyebrow with the secretary then continued his survey of the room. Along one wood-panelled wall above where she sat were a series of framed photographs, mainly the proprietor of the law firm shaking hands with dignitaries and minor celebrities. Knowing Fast Eddie as Sean did, most were probably Photoshopped, but it looked impressive to the largely dishevelled clientele that occupied the room. Down and out. Awaiting their turn. Their shot at the big money Eddie promised for defending their seemingly hopeless cases.

When all out of options, this is where the people of the city ended up. Rock bottom and in his pocket.

The phone chirped. An irritating trill probably designed to guarantee it would be answered. Cutie-pie picked up wordlessly, listened a moment then replaced the receiver. She gave the faintest flick of her head from Sean to the door leading to the adjoining office. A regular. No announcement. Priority treatment.

He rose and stepped over a kid guzzling Kool-aid at his mom's feet and pressed through to Fast Eddie's domain.

More of the same wood panelling adorned all four walls of the low-rent unit, the main difference being a liquor cabinet and a large desk at one end, behind which sat the grinning form of Eddie in an enormous leather chair. He stood and extended a hand across the desk from the cuff of his snug-fitting Zara suit. "McCarthy. Good of you to drop by."

Sean took the proffered hand of his old friend as they shook. "Hey, Eddie. How's my favourite campaign manager?"

"Busy busy. You know how it is shooting fish in this bottomless barrel." He pointed his finger and mimed cocking his thumb as trigger release, then brought the fingertip to his lips and blew across it. "You?"

"Good. Yeah, good. Well, not so good. Might have a problem with the campaign."

Eddie rotated his palms forward by his side. Sean thought for a fleeting moment his friend was going to drone, "Ayyyy" like The Fonz. Instead he said, "That's why you pay top dollar for the best." He plonked himself down in his chair. It bounced under his weight. "Shoot, Amigo."

Sean thumbed the manila envelope he'd been carrying, suddenly nervous. He steeled himself, had to trust Eddie to get him out of this, and tossed the entire thing to the desk. It landed with a thump and spun to the lip. "Was gonna show you these last night but figured you'd be… out."

Eddie grinned as he unfolded the flap and tipped. "What can I say? The ladies like a particular piece of me."

The contents spilled onto the desk. High-gloss color photos. Lots of them. Eddie rifled through them, eyebrows arching, partial concern, partial amusement. "Niiice. Yeah. Especially like this one." He flipped it round, depicting Sean leaning back against Heather's car, hand on the back of her head as she engulfed his cock wearing just her heels. "Really shows off your baby blues." He carried on, sucked in breath. "Ohhh, she takes it like that too? Dirty bitch. Loan her to me would ya?"

Sean growled. "It's not a peep show, Eddie."

"Hehehe. You didn't say that when we were boning that Estonian waitress. Or Latvian? I forget." He paused in thought. "Remember high-fiving over her back as we spit-roasted the shit out of her? Fucking animal she was. All kinds of filthy."

Sean said nothing as Eddie continued to shuffle through the shots until he reached the end, letting out a whistle. "This it?"

Sean nodded.

"Not much of a problem."

Sean's spirits lifted. "It isn't?"

"No. It's a big fucking problem. A giant, whale-dicked, fuck-sandwich of a problem. What the fuck were you thinking, you moron?"

"I don't… Jesus, I don't fucking know." Sean wasn't used to being reprimanded and added in a smaller voice, "I wasn't thinking."

"Damn right you weren't. Your dick was thinking, your head wasn't nowhere to be seen. Fuck!" He tossed the photos onto the desk. "Who took 'em?"

Sean shrugged.

"You don't know? No note? No demands?"

Sean shook his head. "Nothing."

"Makes no sense."

"Heather got a note with her set. Two sets, actually. First had some shit about needing to do the right thing to avoid the shots appearing on the news."

"Anything else?"

Sean paused. "Yeah, it was signed 'One of your biggest fans'."

Eddie nodded. "Not much to go on. Second set?"

"More of the same. Note said instructions would follow today at ten."

"As in-" Eddie checked his glinting wristwatch, "-about an hour from now?"

"Yeah. What the fuck am I gonna do? What can we do?"

"Depends. Time's tight. Who else knows?"

"Just you, me and Heather, far as I know."

"Bob?"

"Don't think so."

"Keep it that way. Make sure your stupid slut muffin knows to keep it zipped, no matter what."

"Understood. I'll text her later."

"Do it now."

Sean faltered, then obediently fished for his phone, tapped out a text to Heather and sent it. He watched Eddie idly spinning to and fro in his swivel chair, fingers steepled, deep in thought until he leaned forward.

"Possible suspects?"

Sean shrugged again. "Could be anyone. Husband or daddy of an ex who wants a fast buck. Political smear campaign from a disgruntled voter. Fucked if I know."

Eddie gave a wry smile. "A long list then."

"Yeah," Sean exhaled hard. "Loooong list."

"I might know a guy who can help narrow it down."

"You do? Great."

"External help ain't cheap, though. Specially at short notice."

Sean sighed. "How did I know you were gonna say that. What's it gonna take?"

Eddie shrugged. "One guy to find out, one to clean up, minimum."

Sean rolled his eyes. "As if my operating expenses weren't skyrocketing already." He blew out a breath. "Wait. Clean up?"

His friend delivered a lopsided grin. "Best you don't know. Plausible deniability. The guy I'm thinking of is good with a shovel."

Sean winced. "Fuck. Fine." He pursed his lips. "Whatever it takes."

o0o

Heather sat at her kitchen table, fretting over yoghurt and fruit. She'd been unable to eat before her meeting with Sean. Now her pussy and jaw ached where he'd been. Could almost still feel his tongue probing and lapping before he took her over his desk. She forced a mouthful down. Had less than an hour to try and get some fuel in her adrenaline-charged body and make it to the office to intercept the next envelope before Trish found it.

Her phone buzzed on the table, doing a little twirling dance before coming to rest. She snatched it up and read the message. Sean, of course:

Don't fucking tell anyone. Not even Bob. Fast Eddie's on it.

Typical. Her future in the hands of a slimeball lawyer with the moral compass of driftwood.

How could she keep this from Bob? He was her anchor. So understanding. Sure, they had an open relationship, but it was built on trust. Trust that they'd tell each other with whom they had sex, so they could relive the experience together, hot and hard until they collapsed, perspiring and entangled and spent. She took a sip of lukewarm coffee, pondering, mind whirling, reminiscing.

It hadn't always been that way with Bob, but she'd learned how to fuck from an early age after babysitting his kids for years. Shortly after she and Trish broke up, Bob took her under his considerably skilled wing. Pampering her, making her feel special. Showering her with gifts, telling her how beautiful she was. The kind of special she couldn't get anywhere else. And she'd loved the attention, especially from a dashing man fifteen years her senior.

Even to an outsider such as Heather it was obvious he and Lisa's marriage wasn't going to last. Bob assured her it wasn't anything to do with Heather, and she believed him. Seventeen's an impressionable age. It was only as the world grew less black and white in college that she realised she may have been the catalyst, the accelerant and the explosion that tore Bob and Lisa apart. But by then it was too late.

The kids loved Heather, so stepping in to fill the void left by Lisa was relatively easy. They were calling her mom in no time after she returned from study and moved in full time. Heather never fathomed why Lisa never got custody or fought harder for it. She had access rights, but that was it, and seemed vaguely comfortable with the sporadic nature of the arrangement. She'd take the kids sometimes at weekends, which left Heather and Bob time to get to know one another better. More intimately.

Heather sipped her coffee. Poked at her yoghurt, forcing a few spoonfuls down. It tasted bland and featureless, like her future.

She worried that Bob would go ballistic if he learned of her indiscretion with Sean from a third party. Worse if the media broke the story, especially given there was very little love lost between the two men. And Bob was helping finance her candidacy.

Was there any point standing now? She'd effectively torpedoed her chances the moment she allowed Sean to seduce her at the party. To dance, to whisk her off, to make out at The Point overlooking the waterfront, then to climb out of the car. Why oh why did she climb out of the safety of the fucking car? To be secretly photographed in all manner of compromising positions, culminating in her political rival taking her ass over the fender of her Audi. Jesus!

She shivered as she remembered the strength of his cock ploughing inside her. How much she'd wanted it at the time. To be owned by his power. His unbridled masculinity. The irony of course was that it had been Bob who had unleashed such inner desires. Awakened her. Unlocked the door to her cage and melted the key.

He'd started slow. Tenderly. Lazy weekends without the kids, making her breakfast in bed, doting on her young body. He was an attentive lover. Took his time exploring her, lips mapping every curve of her sinewy form. Fingertips tracing her skin and leaving fire in their wake. Fire that gradually spread, burning hotter and hotter until Heather couldn't bear the torment. Thought she was going to burn up, consumed by passion.

She would arch her back and moan against his insistent caresses, loving the way his teeth would gradually be introduced. Playful little nibbles at her neck and shoulders would migrate and ascend the slope of a breast, lips enclosing her erect nipple, drawing it into his warm mouth like it belonged there. Grazing his teeth against each sensitive peak in turn would make her skin ignite, until Heather was a writhing mess of want beneath him.

Only when she was out of her mind with lust would he crawl over her body and enter her, their eyes locked. She'd wrap her legs around his torso and they'd rock together, her nails trailing over his back as he hammered into her drenched channel. He'd whisper how beautiful she looked when she came, how hard he was for her, how much he wanted to shoot inside her. Each sentence, each thrust would elevate her body until she was clawing at his back, the perspiration glistening on their skin as they both climaxed hard against one another.

Over time, he'd encouraged her to take the lead. The initiative. Until she found herself whispering in Bob's ear at first, ultimately snarling how much she wanted to fuck him as passion flourished. Rolling him over, mounting his body and riding him, head tipped back as he pawed and squeezed and rolled her bouncing tits in his palms. They'd fuck and sway and bite, her cries bouncing around the bedroom. She'd shove her hand between their bucking union, seeking her proud pearl and grinding it against her body, gasping as the need to climax overcame her.

It was moments like those that came to define the majority of her twenties. The floodgates were open and she took every opportunity to expand her sexual horizons. Bob was an excellent tutor. Patient. Attentive. Encouraging her to explore. To go further each time. Role play. Spanking. Anal.

Heather drained her coffee and brewed a second cup. God knows she was going to need it later when she had to face Trish or the media. Or Bob. Fuck, what a mess. Her hands shook as she poured and a few splashes of scalding liquid hit her hand. She recoiled, but instead of the first thought being pain, she flushed, sank into the seat, head in her hands, mind racing to that time Bob first introduced her to the delights of control.

He'd turned their bedroom into a warm sanctuary. Perfectly made four-poster. Soft music playing; some jazz that wouldn't normally be on her radar but seemed soulful and right under the circumstances. Candles flickered on the dresser, reflected off the oval mirror, bathing them both in dancing chiaroscuro.

Clothes had been laid out for her on the bed. Brand new lingerie. Expensive hold-ups, heels, bra, and panties. She'd looked at him and pointed to herself. He'd just nodded, sat down in the chair facing the foot of the bed, unfurling his tie loose to drape around his neck.

"Change here," he pointed to the space between the chair and the bed.

Used to being in control, and expecting him to let her ride him in the chair wearing the lingerie, Heather strode to the centre of the room. She unbuttoned her blouse slowly, tantalisingly and let it drift off her shoulders before parachuting to pool at her feet. Turning away from him, she wiggled her hips, hands in the waistband of her skirt as that joined the blouse.

She gyrated her flawless young bottom to the music, hearing him growl. Hooked her thumbs into her knickers and drew them down her lithe legs, bending at the waist before stepping out of them and standing once more. She looked over her shoulder at him, their eyes connecting as her fingers deftly reached back to unfasten her bra. Shaking her hair out along with the garment, her dark curls tumbled over her shoulders, covering her breasts.

Heather spun, naked, nipples hidden by her hair and paced towards him, one finger outstretched. She could see his erection tenting his trousers as her fingertip sought his mouth and pressed inside. He groaned, swirling his tongue around it. She let him coat it thoroughly with saliva, then plucked it from his mouth and brought it to her moistening slit, tracing the wet digit from the base to the tip of her folds. She remembered the shiver of anticipation warming her core.

Again she turned, strutting to the bed. Placing one foot up on the mattress afforded Bob a tantalising shot of her parting lips from the rear. The hold-ups were lace. Sheer. So sexy as she drew one over her foot and pulled it up to snap at her thigh. The other followed a similar path before she picked up the knickers and bent again at the waist to put them on and glide them up to encase her smouldering pussy and trim ass. The curve of the material highlighted her firm globes, a perfect semicircle of flesh arcing beneath each side.

She donned the heels. Four inches of heaven on each foot, snugly encased in the patent leather straps. She felt like a million dollars. The bra was last. Same denier as the other clothing, barely decent, leaving just enough to the imagination.

When Heather spun to face him, he was a picture of pure lust. She strode forward, but he put his hand up and she stopped. A long moment passed between them, the jazz filling the artificial void. She ached to sink to her knees in front of him, unzip his trousers and tease his cock with long, languid strokes of her tongue. Take him between her lips, swirling her tongue around him as he grew in her mouth. Make him swell to perfect hardness before climbing on his lap and riding them both to oblivion, his hands pawing her bra-clad tits, heads tipped back as they both came.

But Bob had different ideas that night. Ideas that shaped her future. Gave her a new direction. Led inexorably to landscapes that neither of them could fulfil alone, screwing other people and reliving the acts as husband and wife in their bedroom.

Bob stood, hunger in his eyes. Grabbed her wrists and marched her backwards to the corner of the bed, pushing her against the post, his mouth finding hers. They kissed hard, need unfurling inside them both. Bob clasped both her wrists in one hand and used the other to slither his tie from his neck. He wrapped the cool material around her wrists and tied them, then pulled back to eye her.

Nodding, he lifted one end of the tie up above her head and trussed her wrists to the post. Heather's eyes widened. "What the fuck, Bob?"

"Shhhh." He stroked her cheek. "Tonight's all about your pleasure." His eyes displayed a quiet intensity. "But I'm in charge."

"What?! No. I want to-"

"Shhhh." He smoothed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Trust me. Or I'll have to find a way to keep you quiet."

"But Bob, I-"

"Fine." His tone was firm. "Have it your way."

He stepped away a moment, crouched and returned carrying her panties that she'd been wearing all day. He stood right in front of her, bringing the garment to his nose and sniffing. "Mmmmm. You smell good, Heather. Good enough to eat."

With one hand he reached up to cup her jaw, squeezing. She gasped at his forcefulness and while her mouth was open, Bob stuffed the panties in.

"There," he crooned. "Now you can't interrupt."

Heather writhed against the bedpost as Bob trailed his fingertips down her cheek, over her shoulder and traced her bicep. She shivered as his path continued to the back of her hand, dusting her fingers and hopping to her midriff before walking the waistband from hip to hip.

He ran his palm over her curves up to a breast that he cupped. Heather inhaled through the panties as he tweaked her nipple and continued to run his hand up to circle her neck. He paused there, just a moment, just long enough to make her wonder, then dropped his hand to her thigh and stepped in to kiss her neck and shoulders.

She moaned as his five o'clock shadow lit up her skin. He traced a path to her ear, nibbled it, his breath hot as he whispered, "You're all mine. Every emotion under my control."

He kissed his way down over her collarbone and climbed the gradient of one breast. Taking a nipple in his lips through the flimsy material, he sucked, then swirled his tongue around it. Heather gave a muffled moan that turned to a groan as his teeth came into play. Her body writhed more as the pressure increased, biting began, and sparks flew from nipple to belly and back.

Bob released her nipple and trailed kisses to the other breast, then bit hard on that one. Her chest flushed and she twisted against the restraint, the heat coursing her body.

Reaching for her bra, Bob scooped out each breast in turn, growling at the sight of her helplessness. Heather's eyes flashed and focused on his firm cock twitching in his trousers. She had grown so accustomed to having Bob be smitten with her, bending to her whims, that to have that taken away from her and be totally at his mercy was… scary? Exhilarating? In answer, she felt a trickle of juice moisten the gusset of the lingerie.

Bob paced a few times, eyeing her, hunger evident. "What should I do with you, Heather?" he mused, then chuckled. "Good girls bend at the knee. You bent at the waist. Like a bad girl." He stepped in, trailed his fingers down her sculpted abdomen and curled them on top of her panties. His voice caught in his throat. "Bad girls deserve spanking, don't you agree?"

Heather's eyes stared, wild as she tried and failed to form a response through the panty gag. Bob brought his palm away from her knickers and swatted them. Soft enough not to hurt, hard enough to be a portent. Heather moaned through the material in her mouth. He grinned, drew back his palm, paused for effect then smacked her pussy again, slightly harder, watching her hips twist away.

Soothing the area with his fingertips and palm, Bob massaged her wetness into the fabric, tracing his finger into the juicy cleft. He trailed his finger up her body and placed it under her nose. "You smell that?" She inhaled. "That's the scent of a dirty girl aroused. I think there's more where that came from."

He delighted in her shivers as he ran his fingertip back down her cheek, neck, over a breast and flat tummy, until it rested against her clit. Heather rolled her hips forward for the touch but Bob pulled away.

"When you've had enough, lift your knee and I'll stop. Understand?"

Heather nodded, fast.

Bob drew back his palm and watched her flinch, tensing before the blow struck her pussy from the flat of his hand. She moaned loudly. Her thighs pressed together around his fingertips, legs swaying as one as she dangled from her bonds, heat and pain coursing her body.

Her knee stayed down so he drew back, waited for her legs to part then hit her again. Harder. Listening to her muffled cries, the erection in his trousers threatened to rip a hole in them.

Once again, her knee stayed down, eyes burning with lust, snapping across his body from hand to groin, and up to meet his gaze. Bob waited until she was ready, for her legs to drift apart. He removed his hand, pulling it back further, watching her eyes and the wildfire within the whole time her body twitched in anticipation. Without warning, he spanked her panty-covered pussy hard one final time. The wet splat echoed around the bedroom immediately before Heather's groan engulfed it and Bob rubbed her snatch to soothe the heat.

"Good girl," he chided. "But I fear not good enough. Not quite yet. There's still a bad streak in you."

He crossed the darkened room and picked up a candle, the flame flickering in the gloom as he brought it back and held it at eye level between them. Heather struggled against the tie, shaking her head, eyes wide. Her arms ached but her body was on fire. She'd never felt anything like it. A glow burning in her centre and spreading to every pore. Somehow, she wanted what Bob was about to do, yet didn't. She imagined the pain. Then giving way to the pleasure like the spanks had. Oh, the pleasure.

"Remember the signal?"

She drew breath, almost a sob, steeling herself and nodding, her mind a scramble of emotions.

As if in slow motion, she watched the molten wax tip from beneath the wick and splash onto her exposed breast. Pain tore through her body, a furnace erupting inside her as she shrieked into the gag and twisted left and right. Her tits felt as if they would explode but as Bob righted the candle and the pain dissipated, her pussy flooded with juices. She could feel it seeping into the fabric, a delicious release. Her clit seemed the size of a plum, throbbing with need and she ached to touch it.

Lolling her head down, she took in the spots of burgundy wax crystallized in a chaotic loop on her heaving breast. It looked so decadent, so sexy. A temporary tattoo marking her skin. She steadied herself again, looked at Bob who was regarding her knee.

It stayed down. He slowly drew his gaze upward and she implored him with her eyes to scald her again.

With deliberate slowness, he tipped molten wax onto the other breast. A few drops landed on her sensitive nipple and Heather screamed, the muted sound of anguish carving the air between them. Her body convulsed, and she thought her mind was going to eject from her head at the pain that ripped through her cortex. But when the drips ceased and the stinging flashes stopped, the intense exhilaration that followed led her pussy muscles to relax and flood more juice into her sodden underwear.

She hung her head, staring at a spot on the floor between Bob's feet. It was wet. Could have been from her pussy, but she realised she was also salivating around the gag and was drooling onto the carpet. She sucked in a breath, body numb yet alive. She was so close to coming. Wanted more but wasn't sure if she could take it. Utterly conflicted.

Heather stared at her knees, sobbed and lifted the left one a fraction, heeled foot leaving the floor. True to his word, Bob stepped away, put the candle down. But Heather was not prepared for what happened next. He sank to his knees before her, as if worshipping a panty-covered idol, took her hips in his strong arms and hoisted her up, mercifully taking her weight and wrapping her legs onto his shoulders.

Then his mouth was on her knickers. Kissing, probing, pressing the soaked material as she gripped her thighs alongside his ears, her body bucking uncontrollably against his face. Her fingers flexed in the bonds, grappling for the bedpost, arching her back to press forward into his insistent lapping.

Bob snaked his tongue to her clit and circled it, drawing the nub through the material into his warm mouth and Heather's world turned inside out. She came like she had never experienced, groaning and shrieking, body jerking and clutching at her lover's face. She froze against him, wailing, before the pulsing began, tearing through her frame like a summer hurricane, utterly lost in the sensations as her orgasm claimed her entire being.

The high stayed with her long after the immediate effects dissolved. Long after he'd untied her and carried her limp form to the bed. Removed her shoes. Tucked her into the comfort of the bed sheets, nestled against the expanse of the mattress. Stroked her hair and whispered he loved her as she drifted in and out of a deliriously happy consciousness, hours of pleasure rippling through her.

Yes, that night had been the start. The eye-opener. Heather had been a changed woman from then on, another side to her character born. While she still loved to take control and be dominant, she found the act of being submissive, of having a powerful man take advantage of her, use her, and mistreat her equally intoxicating.

That night was the epicentre. Where it had all gone so right but so terribly wrong. The untapped need unfurling over the weeks like a pirate main sail led to the open relationship that helped fulfil what neither she nor Bob could as a pair. The experimentation. The control. The lack thereof.

And then, one fateful day, Sean fucking McCarthy. Arrogant prick. The domineering, conceited, sexy bad boy prick she never truly got over from school. Calmly re-entering her seemingly stable existence again the other night. And now this. This… mess.

Looking down beyond the lip of the kitchen table, she sharply drew her hand back from where it had strayed as she reminisced. Her panties were wet. Second coffee turning cold. Time ebbing away.

Time.

Shit.

The kitchen clock read quarter to ten. Fifteen minutes to get to the office. A seventeen-minute drive without traffic, and it was the tail end of rush hour.

Grabbing her car keys and phone, she scrambled up and ran for the door, hoping beyond hope she could get there before Trish found the envelope, and Heather's political career - her whole world - spiralled to a tabloid shit storm.

 

 

 

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Author's notes: Dirty Tricks is a multi-chapter, multi-author, character-driven, whodunnit journey that AndreaDetroit created and decided to share writing with other authors. We hope that you enjoy this series. Thank you for reading and please provide us with feedback!

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To say that Reed Pena had a complicated life was a huge understatement. He was from a branch of one of the most powerful families in Massachusetts, if not the entire United States, and was rubbing elbows with people who had more money in their bank accounts than 99.999% of the United States would earn in their entire lifetime. Money didn't matter to him, he had grown to not care about it or what it bought. Born the unwanted and unloved third son of Kevin and Penelope Clarence, he was...

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tips and tricks

enpussylover's Blog8 Tips and Tricks for a Good BlowjobHello to everyone out there. I know my username is enpussylover, but I'm quite a huge fan of the cock... And a fan of huge cock. Oh snap, puns!I've learned a few tricks and tips over the years as far as blowjob giving goes, and I'd say I'm thoroughly informed and extraordinarily skilled. I say that with very little pride, but that little pride sure is a gem.Pleasing a man usually isn't very hard. But you don't want him to be only barely...

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My Sexual Odyssey Part VII Turning Tricks

The next day I went to work as usual, but skipped my noon time ‘date’ with Brad. When I got home, I called Candy and confirmed the party invitation. Then I called Trixie and asked if she could use me at the club. “Of course! Are you kidding? Anytime!” “Well great, what time should I come by?” “How early can you make it? We open at nine, as you know, but although nothing much happens until close to midnight, there is always a lot of action for the girls.” “Well, I could be there by ten or...

Crossdressing
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My Sexual Odyssey Part VII Turning Tricks

A continuation of the journey described in part 6: The next day I went to work as usual, but skipped my noon time ‘date’ with Brad. When I got home, I called Cindy and confirmed the party invitation. Then I called Tracy and asked if she could use me at the club.“Of course! Are you k**ding? Anytime!”“Well great, what time should I come by?”“How early can you make it? We open at nine, as you know, but although nothing much happens until close to midnight, there is always a lot of action for the...

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When Tricks become Treats 2

From Trick to Treat By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Myers Part 2 "You whine like a little bitch already," said Katrina as she grasped his arm. "I'm sure your girlfriend will help you with all that. Now come on, she's dying to see you." "Holy shit. No fucking way!" screamed Millie as they brought him out of the backroom. "What a job you ladies did. Amazing! I can't even believe it's Tim under there!" "Thank you dear, but of course Tim won't be with us this evening,"...

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Married with Children Magic Tricks

Bud Bundy brushed back his greasy black hair as he stumbled down the stairs to the living room. It was his birthday. For most teenagers, hell, for most people under 30, birthdays are something to look forward to. But not for Bud. His dad was usually too cheap to buy him anything. His mom was too lazy and too stupid to bake a cake. And his sister -- well, Kelly usually gave him something, but it was mostly grief. Then there was this year. This year was going to be different. He had started...

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Tricks of trade

INTRODUCTIONThe aim of the Tricks of the Trade workshop is to provide health and safety information relevantfor street sexworkers and those who work with them.A street sexworker needs to:• attract customers;• negotiate with the customer about what s/he will do, where and for what price;• provide the service agreed;• maintain health, safety and dignity in the process.Sexwork styles and the problems that people have with it are individual and various. Handingout pamphlets and supplies can never...

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Hone Wali Bhabhi K Saath Computer Tricks Ki Class

Hi everyone, I have been an Indian sex stories reader since long. I always wanted to write one of my experiences here so I am starting today with my first such encounter, if I get “Good response” from the audience (some appreciation emails) I would be more happy in writing my other experiences. This goes down back from 2007 when I was 22 years old, horny like hell and wanted to have sex with every other girl I met. I am currently 5ft 10in with a good built and 6 inches tool, nothing has changed...

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THE Harem Tales 2 Girls Just Wanna Have FunChapter 12 Really Dirty Tricks

The ladies, now known to themselves (and a few select others) as THE Harem, enthused by their recent successes, were now firmly bonded with Siân, Ki, and Ko. Most were together several times a week to train, and after hours, to socialize, sometimes cuddle, and conduct other interesting explorations. Siân, not as often -- she was much like an older sister -- but she liked the others and used her visits as a way of keeping a useful ‘link’ for the two departments. Typically, they met in the...

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Jimmys Rope Tricks

My cousin Jimmy was sixteen years old that summer, and I was fifteen. Jimmy had a girlfriend, named Donna, who was fifteen years old, and Donna's best friend, Linda, who was also fifteen. My name is Paul. Jimmy always had a girlfriend, it seemed. I didn't. I was very interested in girls, but I didn't have the knack for talking to them that Jimmy did. I was always the quiet one when my cousin and I were out somewhere together. He was as bold as a brass monkey with people, even total...

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No Tricks Just Treats

No Tricks, Just Treats Author's note: My first Halloween story, though a little late. So, please go easy on me. Anyway, I do hope you'll like it. And if you do or you've enjoyed any of my stories so far, do check out Lheriss stories as well. They are available here on FictionMania as well as DA and Pt. * Carmen and her teenage daughter was staying in for this year's Halloween. At 18, Lara felt that she was way past the age of tricking. The last time she had joined her friends...

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The Rogues Harem Book 1 Rogues Sultry WomenChapter 34 Shadowrsquos Tricks

Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this! Sven Falk – Forest of Lhes, The Strifelands of Zeutch “Las’s cock,” I groaned, throwing Nathalie off of me. The former virgin rolled, on the ground, gasping in shock. Shadows surged around her, wiggling and writhing on the ground like angry snakes. I stared up at the faerie standing over me, her arms folded beneath her large, soft breasts. Nipple rings glittered as her tits rose and fell. She had purple eyes that almost glowed with an...

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Nadine and Jos BlowJob Swap PART FOUR Jos Tricks

I certainly was jealous watching JoAnne drive away in the car with three Johns. She was working as a street prostitute tonight, a fun idea that my girlfriend and local weather girl had come with. Nadine herself was about to climb into another car. But the way Jo had been so eager and compliant earlier that night at Jake’s parking lot barbecue made me think… Man! Jo was quite a girl! Let’s review. She’d come out to do tricks tonight dressed in tight white hot pants, a tight red halter top and 2...

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GirlFriend Tricks Me Lesbian PT3

Karen answered the door, letting a big muscular lady into her apartment. She was almost six feet tall, with very short blond hair. She was wearing a black tank top that said "Gold's Gym" and a pair of loose black sweatpants. Her smallish breasts were surprisingly round and soft looking in contrast to her well toned muscular arms and shoulders."Slave Miranda, this is my friend Lynn. To you, she is Mistress Lynn until midnight. You are still indentured to me also, but I thought it would be fun to...

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SRU Tricks and Treats

SRU: The Tricks and the Treats By Darb Trebmal The wizard was hurrying about in the back of his shop with the treats that would change some unsuspecting people. They were the best candy bars he had yet made. He finished wrapping them in their new and impressive wrapper and smiled with admiration. This was definitely going to get some people. Just then, his assistant and prot?g?e walked in and inquired about the candy that the wizard was smiling at. "These are 'Snuckers', the ...

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Chatroom tricks 3

For those of you first reading this let me fill you in on a Friday that that opened my eyes. I am a 26-year-old normal guy who had for sometime been flirting and playing with an older woman named Mary via an Internet chat room. She was about 41 a firm fit body and gorgeous red hair, perfect, better than that she didn’t live too far away. Our chats didn’t really get too kinky so when she asked us to meet I agreed, as you would.Well I went to meet her one Friday dinnertime for an afternoon of...

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Young Son Tricks Mother To Fuck Her Forever 8211 Part 2

The story continues from the first part. Karan fucks his mother, pretending to be his father, and has a wonderful experience. All references by Karan to Radha will be Karan pretending to be his father. After spraying cum in his mother’s (wife’s) face, Karan felt immensely happy. He realised his dream of fucking his mother, that too, with little effort. Radha got up and went to the bathroom to clean herself. Karan decided to follow her into the bathroom. Radha quipped, “I am shy to say, but this...

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Tricks and Treats found in the Dark

“Those little shits.“ I thought to myself as I saw their costumed silhouettes running into the maze. 
“They’re probably just playing hide and go seek” said my friend Darren as I vented to him on the back balcony overlooking the maze. My daughter Penny was at the age where she needed supervision but was very independent. She thought she was too cool for us and so were her friends. But a deal is a deal, they were supposed to be in her room by nine. Trying to lighten my mood Darren said, “want...

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An Insomniacs Tricks

With the final page finished, she leaned back on her bed allowing the book to close next to her hand. Through the pounding she felt deep in her groin, she thought about her favorite erotic scene in her latest sex-filled novella. Almost without being aware of moving her body, her hand went between her legs and began to rub her pussy. She didn’t care if anyone heard her Which is so unlikely, it’s sad, she thought. Caesii’s mind quickly went back to her own mental sex-craved fanasy. She was an...

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Learning Older Womens Tricks

It all started when I was s*******n. I had discovered my love for sex even though I had never had the opportunity to explore it with another. The extent of it was masturbating that started when I was younger. The greatest part was Mrs. Parker who lived across the street and most of the time dressed or undressed in front of her open window, many times standing in front of the mirror and rubbing her body parts while I attended to my pleasures. A few times I had applied with Mrs. Parker only 10...

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Eve of All HallowsTreats Tricks and Choices

Eve of All Hallows-Treats, Tricks and Choices by Tigger The party had been a disaster. That was not the first time that particular thought had filtered through his still befuddled mind. Actually, the whole *night* had been an unmitigated disaster and it wasn't showing any signs of getting any better. The party was the reason he was now trudging home wearing twenty pounds of black bombazine, chains and beads. And no, reader with the dirty mind, he wasn't decked out in some...

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Teaching An Old Bitch New Tricks 8211 Part 1

Hey foxy girls… This here for the first time ever is the great woman pleaser nikhil. I am a 30 yr old man married for only an year. Even though I give my wife my very best I don’t get satisfied the same way. I thought writing these stories will relieve of some of my lust. This is my first story here and hope I write to please. Men take out dicks ready to jerk and girls pull down your panties because here cumzzzz … This is the story of when I lost my virginity. I am an IT professional for the...

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BadGirl Sex Tricks For Girls Only

Bad girls are legendary - a guy who’s been with one practically passes out from bliss when he talks about his experience. You might be thinking, “Who, me? Be a bad girl?” But any woman who wants to can wake up her hibernating vixen...and have a damn good time doing it! See, bed-devil status is about a fearless attitude, not how much sexual experience you have or whether you wear leather. “Guys dig when women are unbridled and uninhibited, push their own boundaries, break the rules, and ask for...

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Stupid Husband Tricks

Stupid Husband Tricks By Juliette Lima I suppose I should explain why I'm telling this tale, it's all because I didn't want to take a six week bus tour of the mid-west and stop at a different mall every day. My wife of more than three decades and her sister got it in their heads that taking a bus tour, hitting malls all over the mid-west, and then having a rolling scrapbooking party every day on the bus was just the absolute ideal vacation. I told her I would rather be beaten...

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Twins playing tricks

I was 20 and my brother was 18 when we dated the Peterson Twins, Samantha and Julia. They were hot teens with long brown hair and brown eyes. We never went out together. I took Julia to a party on Friday and my brother took Samantha somewhere too. On Saturday the girls wanted an evening for themselves. And on Sunday we hung out in couples. Again not at the same place. I thought it strange but with a hot babe like Julia I didn't mind being alone with her. Because we all lived with out parents we...

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When Treats become Tricks

When Treats become Tricks By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Myers Part 1 "This office has no life anymore!" Peggy lamented as she sat down in the conference room. "It's getting so hard to come to work. Everyone is so stressed out here." "Hopefully this party will bring a little fun back," said Heather, joining her. "I mean everyone in some form of costume, with a few drinks in them, should hopefully loosen people up." "I know, but that will only be if Mr. Watson doesn't show or...

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Dirty Tricks

In the heavenly realm of Volsona lies the Sunbeam Palace, a shining, golden citadel that watches over the surrounding verdant grasslands. In this palace, the Queen of an ancient divine pantheon decides the fate of her mischievous son. A beautiful, strong woman with tan skin and hair made of golden fire sits on a crystalline throne, her eyes burning like twin suns. "Khalus, My foolish son, what you have done can not be forgiven. Your tricks have gone too far this time and it has cost us dearly....

2 years ago
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Old dog new tricks

They were both in their 40’s, although both had taken different approaches to their appearances. Since his retirement, Kevin had let himself go, gaining the typical “dad bod” but Liz would affectionately tell him all the time that she preferred him that way because he was more comfortable to lay on. He stood at 5’10” and looked good for his age, although his gut had been growing more and more since he retired. Liz went another direction, shortly after their youngest moved out she would go to...

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GirlFriend Tricks Me Lesbian PT1

I was hanging with my friend Karen one Saturday night, and we were drinking beers and watching a movie. Usually I am with a bigger group of people or with my boyfriend on Saturday night, but somehow just the two of us had ended up alone together at her apartment. It was about midnight when she came up with an unusual bet, and I took the bait.Karen was drinking Heineken out of a big glass pint mug. I was drinking small glasses of one of my favorite cocktails, Amaretto sours."Hey, Miranda, do you...

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Boi Tricks Thug

“Damn! This sissy ass be so good,” the chocolate colored thug confessed as he pushed his nine inch dick back into CiCi’s rectum.“That dick feels good in my faggot ass boipussy,” the eager effeminate bottom replied.“Take that dick,” the aggressive man bellowed gripping CiCi’s generous Afro.“Fuck me, nigga! Fuck me like a prison bitch.”“Hell yeah! Take that dick in that prison ass!”The bed creaked beneath their bodies. The married twenty-something flipped the short waifish bubble butt boi onto...

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Tricks and Treats for the Welcome Wagon

I step off the curb and look appraisingly at my house, trying to gauge the reaction that will come from the street. It’s the afternoon of October 31, and I have just put the finishing touches on my “haunted house.” The windows are boarded up, caution tape accents the front porch, a cemetery nestles against the right corner of the house, outdoor speakers blast frightening sounds into the night, a fog machine emits a spooky mist, and strobe lights complete the surreal effect. Suddenly, I feel a...

2 years ago
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Hat Tricks and Firecracker

“Yo, Dex. Ain’t no time to be drowning in misery, man. So you couldn’t pull it out. You’re what, eighteen? Barely outta high school and on the biggest sporting stage in the world. Shit. It took me longer than that to finally make it here.” I look over at Jamal, proudly displaying three bronze medals. He’s giving me a confused look, as if I should be happy just making it to Rio. I’m not. It’s not in my DNA to settle. “Two goals in the game. Five overall. I don’t know soccer, but that shit...

Seduction
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GF Tricks Me Pegged and Cum Eating

The Trick is on me.Allison works nights at a second job and gets home a late at night. I thought I play a little devilish trick on my wife one night to give her a hint of what I wanted.I went to bed naked hoping Allison would get the hint I was looking for a little action when she came home from work. I lay on my side so my back was toward the door. I left the covers off just to ensure Allison would see my bare body.I lay very quietly pretending to be asleep. Allison came home at the usual time...

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Tricks and Treats for the Welcome Wagon

I step off the curb and look appraisingly at my house, trying to gauge the reaction that will come from the street. It’s the afternoon of October 31, and I have just put the finishing touches on my “haunted house.” The windows are boarded up, caution tape accents the front porch, a cemetery nestles against the right corner of the house, outdoor speakers blast frightening sounds into the night, a fog machine emits a spooky mist, and strobe lights complete the surreal effect. Suddenly, I feel a...

Taboo
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Tricks and Treats for Everyone Part 1

Mike was a chemist and his wife was in sales for a nearby pharmaceutical company. They also had a strong sexual perversion towards young teens, especially Jenna's age. Their love making often involved having Marissa dress up as a young school girl . . . complete with a pleaded skirt, white socks and patent leather shoes, white blouse and pigtails and Mike...

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JESSICA DOES TRICKS

I knew the female’s voice. I was absolutely certain. But somehow I could not believe what my ears told me, all she had said was ‘Here is four hundred’. That was enough to tell me who spoke the words. What was my wife doing here? She was supposed to be at a hen party tonight and this was not a hen party. This was the Grand Hotel where most of the conventions took place. The man’s voice I was not familiar with, it was new to me. I had never heard it before.  He spoke to her in a low, pleasant...

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Dirty Tricks Chapter 1

Heather Anderson’s stomach lurched as she blankly stared at her desk. She could taste bile, she felt like she might vomit. Heather had just emptied the contents of a mysterious envelope that was waiting for her, and the afterglow from the previous night and the glint of her political future had both dimmed. Now her mayoral chances had been snuffed out... Probably.She angrily regretted her transgression. She felt dirty. She felt tricked. She felt cheated. And she was bloody furious.She was being...

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GirlFriend Tricks Me Lesbian PT2

"No way! I'm NOT walking down the street naked in broad daylight! You're crazy!""Slave Miranda, I don't remember giving you my permission to disobey orders. Remember the deal? You are my sex slave for the day, and when I say 'jump' you should say 'how high, Mistress Karen?' When I give an order, say 'yes Mistress Karen.' and then quickly comply with that order. Are you clear on this?"I could have quit at any time, nothing was stopping me. But she was right; we had come to an agreement, even if...

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Chatroom tricks part2

Mary got up and left the room, closing the door behind her. Well it was supposed to be a midday call, have sex and go home, but as my tied body looked out of the window I saw night drawing in. Then to my horror car headlights reflecting into the room, someone had just pulled up on the driveway and I remembered Mary was married…What the hell was I going to do? Mary had always been honest with me and I knew what I was getting into, I don’t know what this man, her husband was like but what the...

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JESSICA DOES TRICKS

I knew the female's voice. I was absolutely certain. But somehow I could not believe what my ears told me; all she had said was 'Here is four hundred'. That was enough to tell me who spoke the words. What was my wife doing here? She was supposed to be at a hen party tonight and this was not a hen party. This was the Grand Hotel where most of the conventions took place.The man's voice I was not familiar with, it was new to me. I had never heard it before.  He spoke to her in a low, pleasant...

Wife Lovers
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The Omega TouchChapter 4 Apple Pie and Dog Tricks

Friday, July 10, 2009, 10:00PM Tricia got out of the car noticing that she was feeling much better. She was more relaxed, no longer riding the adrenaline rush, and no longer panicked by the attack. Instead, she was excited at her success. For she had found Joey Harper, Omega Boy, the sidekick and secret behind the legendary Omega Man, and she had exclusive access to him. She watched the boy with some pride as he eagerly scoped out the restaurant, absent-mindlessly licking his lips in...

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Young Son Tricks Mother To Fuck Her Forever

It had been 3 years since Rajeev passed away suddenly due to a heart attack one night. Radha and Rajeev were a couple who owned a saree emporium in Kolkata. They were married for 22 years and had a son named Karan. Radha continued to run her emporium business but she missed her husband very much. Their son Karan, now 22 years old, was pursuing his master’s, would constantly care for his mother, and tried to make her happy by taking her out to malls and cinemas, but he knew that he would never...

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Young Son Tricks Mother To Fuck Her Forever 8211 Part 3

As the truth slowly dawned on Karan, he was left flabbergasted. He thought he got more than he bargained for and more than he wanted. He realized that it was his mom’s insane sex drive that led to his father’s death. He got to know that his mother was not a sweet, god-fearing lady. But a woman who cuckolded her husband to satisfy her carnal desires. Moreover, he realized that his father was a willing cuckold who loved to see his wife getting fucked. All this truth at once was too much on Karan....

Incest
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Tricks and Treats for Everyone Episode Two

"Hey there little kitten," he said to Anna as he followed her up the steps and stuck his fingers in between her legs from behind . . . cupping her damp twat, "I didn't get a chance to check out this little pussy . . . but I promise I will . . . before the evening is over". Anna closed her eyes as the man manipulated her box . . .wiggling his finger over her clit . . . that still tingled with excitement. "Ok . . . you dirty old man . . . I'll be waiting!" she said turning around and...

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Tricks and Treats for Everyone Part 3

"Daddy . . . get with it! We aren't kids anymore. Just leave us alone and we'll play our own games," she protested. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, I see . . . you think you guys are ready for some ADULT games huh?" "Now you're talking," said Brad eager to hear what Mr. Johnson was going to suggest. "Ok . . . anyone have any problems with that?" he asked looking around. On cue, Marissa brought in a new batch of the "special" punch that he had tweaked upstairs and made sure all of the guests...

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Tricks of the Trade

No matter how late she was running, there was always time to make love to the mirror. It was the only way to keep doing her job and save just a smidgen of self-confidence. Gina Divine stood before the mirror in the bathroom preening for work. Hunter kohl eyeliner was applied in a single unwavering stroke to emphasize her emerald eyes. She brandished the wand to her mascara like a pro. Puckering her lips, she applied the final coat of shellac and pouted seductively. Gina wiggled into her slinky,...

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Hotel Tricks

The thought of my hot little Filipino wife alone in one of her tiny bikinis at the pool got my imagination rolling. She is shy but will flirt if engaged by someone who does not give up after the first try. We have done some swinging and she knows how turned on I get at the thought of her fucking other guys. My wife is 5’2”, 112 lbs, B cup boobies and a perfect little ass to go with her beautiful smile. She gets her share of attention even when she is not dressed sexy. For the ride up from...

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The pussycat the tiger and the bag of tricks

My name is Jack. I am 49 years old and work in the security industry. I have close cropped hair and sport a closely cropped beard that is starting to turn grey. I am reasonably fit although I have been told recently to stop smoking; drop 10 kilograms and eat better. So what’s new you might ask? If you want to know if I am handsome I can’t tell you this. But what I can tell you is I have not had difficulty with the opposite sex all my life. I am reasonably fit and if I find the time, I like to...

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My Black Friend Tricks Me Into Massaging Him

My neighbor Mike is a good friend of mine. We often hang out, play basketball and watch football on Sundays. I am married and my wife likes Mike so we all get along fine, but Mike and I are closer friends. Mike is 34 years old and is a big guy. He is about 6 foot 3 and weighs about 225 pounds and very Black. He used to play football in college and is still in great shape. I am athletic but not as athletic as Mike. I am white, 40 years old, 5 foot 11 and weigh 185 pounds. I guess back from his...

3 years ago
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Girlfriend tricks and catches me

My girlfriend of 8 years found out that I had another email address that clearly referenced ‘bi’ in the address, so she made up her own and emailed it pretending to be another bi guy. Needless to say I started talking to her thinking I was talking to another bi guy looking for some fun and some of it was very graphic and explained my experiance as a bi guy and even went into detail of what I liked and so on. This wasn’t enough for her though, she wanted to catch me red handed in the act. She...

3 years ago
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My Girlfriend Tricks Me Into Being Filmed in an Awkward Position

I had wanted to film my girlfriend and I having sex for months now, and she had been very resistant to the idea because she was worried that I would put the video out on the internet if we broke up. She was worried about protecting herself and her career and didn’t want to get screwed over, so we came up with the idea of a ransom video. It was basically a video that would be humiliating for me if it was released, and that wouldn’t contain any shots of her at all. Her first suggestion was me...

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