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Lourens was twenty-five years old and worked at a well-known department store. He was very proud of the fact that he was the youngest department manager in that store. Being a very hard worker though, this was hardly a surprise. Lourens worked long hours and got very little time off on weekends. His young wife Sally, whom he had married a year before, often bemoaned this fact, but she understood that it was a requirement of his work. They had a good sex life and had decided to hold off having kids, at least for the following three years. All in all Lourens was happy, but there was one thing that he always had in the back of his mind.

Lourens was bi-curious. At school he'd had a brief fling with another guy, which he had enjoyed very much. Their encounters were unfortunately not as fulfilling as Lourens would have liked, because the other guy didn’t seem to be as enthusiastic as Lourens was about their assignations. Lourens would never have thought of himself as gay and was happy to be married, but that itch to fool around with another man was always with him.

He had considered joining a gym after eavesdropping on the conversation of two gay fellow workers and hearing them talk about the ‘great’ time that they had at the gym. Unfortunately, stealing another hour of the time that he should spend with his wife put paid to this idea. In addition, he also figured that the gym was far too public and he certainly wouldn’t want word to get around that he was bisexual. Lourens also avoided any internet activity, afraid that he would slip up and have his wife discover his secret. There was one place, nevertheless, that he had seriously begun to consider visiting, and that was an adult store up the road from where he lived.

The house he and Sally rented was not in a very fashionable suburb, but it was very inexpensive. Lourens was saving like crazy in the hope that he and Sally would soon be able to buy a place of their own. Because of the hours that he put in Lourens always got one weekday off from work, and it was generally a Tuesday. Finally, Lourens decided one Tuesday that he needed to scratch his itch.

As he entered the adult store he glanced around. The store was long and narrow with shelves on either side. Down the middle there were adjoining stands with DVD’s and magazines. The counter was in the far right-hand corner and before that there was a door. Lourens first decided to peruse the joint to observe the lay of the land. The next person to enter the store after him was an ugly old guy that walked to the counter, paid the clerk, and entered the door. A few minutes later a second man entered the store. He was stocky, short, and rather good-looking. He too walked to the counter, paid, and then entered to door. As Lourens began to think about his next move a third man entered the store. He was a big guy with a serious look on his face. He wasn’t good-looking in a conventional sense, but ruggedly handsome. He too paid and then entered the door.

Lourens made up his mind, there and then, and after also paying the clerk entered the mystery door. In the small foyer area that Lourens first observed there were three openings. One to the left, one to the right, and one directly ahead, which appeared to lead to another section. Lourens first entered the left opening. Here there were a dozen or so chairs facing a television screen. A gay porn movie was being screened on the television and the ugly old man that Lourens had seen first, was sitting and watching the action. Lourens really didn’t want this guy to be the first memory of his new emancipation. Lourens did, however, glance at the man’s dick which was out on display. The old bugger appeared to have a really substantial cock.

Not wanting to give the wrong message, Lourens quickly exited the room and moved to the opening to the right. The seating arrangement here was slightly different and there were several wooden benches, one behind the other. A straight movie was streaming on the television screen in this room, and the big serious guy he had observed earlier was watching the action from the last row. He didn’t have his dick out like the old guy, but he was rubbing the fabric of his shorts over his crotch. He also did not stare at Lourens like the old guy had and Lourens assumed that he was straight. Not wanting to piss this guy off, Lourens shortly left and walked towards the middle opening.

As he passed through there were two large rooms directly before him. The left one contained a sling and the right one a large bunk that was placed against the back wall. These two rooms were bordered by passages on either side. Lourens first walked down the right passage and saw stairs before him. There was a raised platform above the stairs, before which ten side by side cubicles were located. On top of the stairs, Lourens observed glory holes that opened to the cubicles. After walking along the platform he saw another flight of stairs on the opposite side. He descended these stairs and entered the other passage he had seen to his left earlier on. In this passage there were three rooms to his right. Peering in the middle one he saw a glory hole on either side of the cubicle.

As he was about to exit this stall the stocky, good-looking man whom had seen first approached him from the right. Passing by, he gave Lourens a lovely smile before entering the cubicle next to Lourens. Lourens remained the middle stall and closed the door. Lourens was about to look through the glory hole when a stubby, uncut cock appeared through the hole. Lourens immediately got to his knees and unbuttoned his shirt. As he sniffed the dick after retracting the foreskin, he was pleased to find that the knob smelt clean. Lourens then commenced sucking on the cock.

Lourens was delighted by the fact that if he could have chosen one of the guys he had seen thus far, the stocky guy would have been his first choice. Shortly, he heard a voice from next door telling him to hold his head still. Lourens did as requested and soon the stocky guy was face-fucking him solidly. Stocky, unfortunately, was somewhat of a sprinter and it was not long before Lourens heard grunts emanating from next door. Next, Lourens tasted cum as his mouth got coated by Stocky’s spunk. The taste was delicious and almost had a sweet flavour to it. Once Stocky was finished, he pulled his shorts up and gave Lourens a thumbs-up gesture before he departed. Lourens smiled wryly as he buttoned his shirt, slightly disappointed.

As Lourens opened the cubicle door, the old guy was passing by and gave Lourens a smile. The old guy then ascended the stairs and stood before the third glory hole cubicle. Lourens was caught betwixt and between. After the brief episode with Stocky he was a horny as hell, but the old guy really didn’t appeal to him. ‘On the other hand,’ he thought, ‘sucking that rather substantial cock could be quite interesting.’ So what if the old guy was unattractive, at least he wouldn’t have to look at him. Slowly, he made his way to the cubicle and closed the door behind him.

As he was again unbuttoning his shirt and pushing his shorts under his dick, a semi flaccid knob and a pair of balls appeared through the glory hole. The dick was long and thin with a very ample foreskin, and Lourens imagined that it would be a comfortable cock to suck. As he began toying with the old guys nuts Lourens was stunned by their size. Each ball was as large as a fair-sized chicken egg. Closing in on the crotch the old guy’s genitals had a rather pungent smell. When the dick really began to harden, Lourens pulled the foreskin back and had a ‘whoa’ moment. This guy was definitely not a regular washer. Horny as he was at this point, however, Lourens was now beyond caring. Lourens moved his lips forward and began salivating, before the dick slid comfortably into his mouth.

Lourens was amazed by how easily the dick invaded his throat, and was beginning to find the entire scene exhilarating. As he had leaned earlier, Lourens now held his head still and allowed the old man to commence skull-fucking him. The old guy was totally different to the stocky guy; his pace was slow and relaxed. Shortly, they got a steady rhythm going and as Lourens’ mouth got fucked, he began tugging on his own dick. After a few minutes Lourens felt the cock retracting from the hole, soon to be replaced by the old guy’s lips. ‘Oh fuck,’ Lourens realised, ‘he wants to kiss me.’ He thought about it for a few seconds before moving his mouth forward.

The old guy’s breath was slightly off and it was obvious that he was a heavy smoker. Strangely, Lourens found this quite a turn-on. The old guy had a long thick tongue, which now began to explore every part of Lourens’ mouth. The old guy also appeared to be in no hurry and there kissing went on and on. Then, after their lips parted a knob again appeared at the hole and the old man maintained the steady pace from before. Lourens had to fight like hell to stop himself from cumming as he tugged on his own knob. After another several minutes, the cock was again replaced by a mouth and their next bout of oral wrestling got underway. This time the old guy really took his time and the scene began to seem never-ending.

Later, when the dick again re-emerged, the old guy's pace was a little more animated than before. Not long after, Lourens began to hear groans from above and knew that the old man’s ejaculation wasn’t too far off. When the old guy came Lourens got a shock, because he had never realised that a man was capable of producing so much spunk, and Lourens had to swallow like crazy to deal with the deluge.

Afterward, a mouth again appeared at the hole, and after a brief kiss the old guy spoke. “I want to fuck you properly later,” the old guy said.

After a brief pause all Lourens could think of saying was, “Sure.” Lourens had never been anally penetrated before and really wasn’t sure that he wanted this old guy to be the first to do so. Lourens, nonetheless, figured that he would deal with that situation later, if and when it arose.

After the old guy had departed Lourens pulled up his shorts and buttoned his shirt. Lourens now made his way back to the foyer area. As he peeped into the gay cinema section he saw the old guy once more sitting there and watching the screen. Lourens moved off quickly and went to the straight section.

Upon entering, the big guy was still sitting where Lourens had last seen him. This time, however, he had his cock out and was tugging away lustfully. Wary of this guy Lourens didn’t blatantly stare, but looking out the corner of his eye he could see that this guy had a large cock. The big guy's hand was firmly around his cock shaft and his dick-head, the size of an apple, was bobbing above his hand. Lourens had never seen such a large mushroom head before.

Suddenly, the big guy pulled his shorts up back over his cock and then stood up facing Lourens. ‘Oh fuck,’ Lourens thought, ‘he is going to tell me off.’

As Lourens looked up at him, the big guy spoke. “My name’s Tom,” he said, before asking, “Are you married?”

“Yes,” said Lourens, somewhat relieved. “Oh, my name’s Lourens,” he then added.

“I’m also married,” Tom replied, before asking, “Do you want to go somewhere more private?”

“Sure,” Lourens answered.

Tom led the way and presently they entered the sling room. After Tom bolted the door they began to undress. Tom looked at Lourens and said, “Get on the sling, dude, I’m really going to enjoy fucking you.”

Lourens looked at him nervously and answered, “I’ve never been fucked before.”

With a laugh Tom replied, “Whoa, dude, are you telling me that I’m getting virgin arse today?”

“Well,” Lourens answered, looking at the obscenely large dick-head bobbing off the front of Tom’s shaft, “I’m not sure if I am capable of taking your cock.”

With a slightly irritated tone Tom then said, “Listen, Lourens, it’s either yes or no. I’m not into the lovey-dovey shit and all I want to do is fuck butt. Besides, as you can see my dick won’t fit in your mouth, so a blowjob is out of the question. So, either get on the sling or let’s get dressed and fuck off, simple as that.”

As Lourens listened to Tom’s ultimatum he couldn’t believe how sexy this guy was. Tom was a total stud. Lourens figured that if this guy took his cherry he would definitely have a memory to savour. After his two earlier sessions Lourens was also overcome with horniness. Finally, deciding that the agony would definitely be worth the ecstasy he moved onto the sling.

“Have you got lube?” Lourens asked as his ankles got cuffed to the sling.

“Yes, a whole mouth full,” Tom answered.

“Sorry?” Lourens inquired.

“Gob, spit, I don’t use that other disgusting shit, it stinks,” Tom countered. Tom then bent down and spat a few blobs of saliva on Lourens’ arse. With his thumb Tom now began to work Lourens’ manhole. As Tom continued to do so he kept supplying more spit whilst his thumb excavated deeper and deeper. Finally, after lubricating up his knob he placed it firmly against Lourens’ hole.

Tom now began to apply pressure as he gripped hold of Lourens’ thighs. Lourens thought that his arse was going to explode as the mushroom head wedged its way ever deeper, and when the dick-head finally popped in, he thought that he would be wearing diapers the following day. Tom first held still inside him once all in, and encouraged Lourens to relax. To Lourens’ relief the pain started subsiding as the sensation of the knob inside him began to feel blissful.

“Are you okay?” Tom asked.

“Yeah,” Lourens answered, “It’s really beginning to feel awesome,” he concluded.

“Jesus, buddy, you are so fucking tight that it feels like my dick is being strangled. I’m loving it,” Tom countered with a laugh.

Tom now commenced a gentle to and fro movement as he began fucking. Lourens’ backside was still sore, but the pain was definitely becoming worth the pleasure. As Tom upped his tempo Lourens began to groan louder. Tom didn’t appear to be in any great hurry and constantly varied his pace to delay the inevitable outcome. Their momentum kept escalating and scaling new heights of sensuality, as Lourens fully acclimatised to Tom’s dick. Sensing that Lourens was comfortable and growing hornier by the second, Tom took his thrusting to the next level by lengthening his strokes. By the time Tom commenced popping his huge dick-head in and out of Lourens’ sphincter, Lourens began to howl.

Lourens started frantically tugging on his dick as he got stuffed and asked Tom to let him know when he was about to unload. Upon this signal, Tom went into overdrive and hammered Lourens’ backside like a man possessed. When they both finally unloaded their rapture was incredible.

Afterward, they chatted for a while before exchanging telephone numbers. Tom had a small electrical business of his own, so he would have no problem arranging time off to fit in with Lourens’ days off. Both were in agreement that would definitely be getting together in the future.

Surprisingly, as Tom was about to leave the sling room he pulled Lourens towards him and kissed him. Before Lourens could say a word after the kissing ended, Tom said, “There are always exceptions to the rule.” Both guys then had a good laugh before Tom departed, rushing off to a job that he was already late for.

Lourens also looked at his watch and saw that he had at least four more hours to kill. He was still horny and wondered about the old guy. He played the ‘should I, shouldn’t I’ game for a minute or two, then thought, ‘what the hell, if the old guy is still here, then why not.’

As Lourens peered into the gay cinema the old guy was still there, but he was chatting to another guy sitting next to him. Upon seeing Lourens he got up and beckoned his friend to join him, before moving towards Lourens. The old guy, Charlie, then introduced himself and his buddy, Rod. Rod was even skankier than Charlie. Rod wore an old t-shirt with a really dirty pair of jeans, and the long hair on his head was jelled back and hung off the back of his head like rat tails. Lourens was also becoming aware of a very strong body odour surrounding them. He wasn’t sure if it one or the other guy, or indeed both. There was also the unmistakable smell of weed and judging by the glazed look in Rod’s eyes, Lourens was sure it was him.

Lourens was seriously considering bailing at this point, worried that what he thought would be a duo could turn out to be a threesome, but before he could make up his mind Charlie dropped the bombshell. “Do you mind if Rod joins us,” he asked.

Unfortunately, the eager look of anticipation on Charlie’s face was so hopeful that Lourens didn’t have the heart to say no. He did, however, say that he was running out of time and would shortly have to be on his way. Summarily, they were on their way to the sling room.

As they undressed Lourens observed that not only were the two guys of similar height, but also of similar build. Rod’s cock, however, was without doubt the ugliest uncut dick that Lourens had ever seen. It was long, fat, and covered with large protruding veins. The colour of the knob was also far darker than the skin on the rest of Rod’s body. The two guys now closed in on Lourens, Rod from the front and Charlie from behind. As they groped and fondled Lourens, the hum of their bodies completely enveloped Lourens. He had correctly surmised that the main perpetrator was Rod. The other thing that Lourens now found out was that Charlie and Rod both loved oral action.

Lourens’ entire face and neck now got licked and kissed by them. As he stood there entrenched in funk, Charlie’s hands clamped onto his hips before Lourens felt Charlie’s dick rubbing between his cheeks. From the front, Rod clinched Lourens’ head in a vicelike grip and really began to kiss him manically. It almost felt like Rod was trying to consume Lourens’ face. With all the excitement, Rod’s pong also intensified with lusty fermentation. Shortly, Lourens felt Charlie’s knob entering his hole. After the session with Tom, Charlie’s infiltration was swift and effortless and Tom’s complimentary dose of lubrication also served as an enhancement.

As Charlie rode his butt, Lourens began to toy with Rod’s dick. Unseen, Rod’s knob felt great to the touch and girth of the midsection was awesome. Not long after, Rod took command and announced that he now wanted to fuck Lourens. With Lourens on the sling, Rod took up station at his backside and Charlie took control of Lourens’ head. With the restriction of the gloryhole gone, Charlie was really able to manipulate Lourens’ head to his liking and the attack on Lourens’ mouth was far more intense than earlier.

At Lourens’ backside, Rod was not into the gentle approach, and immediately began thumping Lourens’ arse. Although Rod didn’t have a huge dick-head, the very thick midsection of his cock proved to be quite a challenge. Lourens’ mouth was so stuffed at this point that his gasps were totally muffled.

With Charlie’s added control, Lourens’ throat was also getting a good hammering and he frequently fought for air. Lourens, however, couldn’t believe how much he was enjoying the smells and the total domination, which kept escalating his exhilaration. When Rod really commenced banging his butt, Lourens knew that his arse would be seeded very shortly. As Rod began to unload, Charlie pulled his dick out of Lourens’ throat and swiftly moved to the other side of the sling. No sooner had Rod removed his cock from Lourens’ backside, before Charlie plugged his hole once more.

As Charlie fucked him Rod moved to Lourens’ head and began smearing his cum covered knob all over Lourens’ face. Lourens happily licked Rod’s knob and sweaty balls, as he inhaled the rich smell of Rod’ crotch. Charlie did not last very long before, he, too unloaded into Lourens’ backside. Afterward, Lourens was introduced to yet another treat as Charlie knelt at his backside and began to felch three loads of cum out of his manhole. The mouth and tongue action from Charlie was so intense that Lourens scarcely had to touch his dick, before he sprayed a load all over his stomach.

Above Lourens face he began to notice that Rod’s dick was once more fully erect, and when Rod moved to the other side of the sling, he knew he was going to be fucked once more. After Charlie had stopped feeding at Lourens’ hole he began snacking on Lourens stomach. Rod wasted no time and once more plugged his dick straight into Lourens. Without having his throat occupied, Lourens was now able to grunt to his heart’s content.

“Yeah, grunt… grunt for me, bitch,” Rod uttered in a low growl.

Charlie then once more moved to Lourens’ head and asked, “Are you thirsty, boy?”

Lourens was surprised by the question because did not recall seeing a water dispenser in the place. His thoughts were soon interrupted, however, when his head got clamped between Charlie’s thighs. Charlie now hung his cock over Lourens’ open lips and stemming the flow with his right hand, began to dribble piss into Lourens’ mouth. Startled as Lourens was, he quickly had to start swallowing like crazy. Thankfully, Charlie’s bladder was not to full and the ordeal was over fairly quickly. With Rod still pummelling away, Charlie once more started skull-fucking Lourens. This time, however, he lowered his torso onto Lourens’ body to intensify the excavation of Lourens’ throat. How Lourens managed to breathe was a mystery to him, but somehow, he pulled through.

When Lourens once more felt Rod going totally ballistic at his backside, he knew that he was again going to be seeded again. To Lourens’ relief, Charlie then moved off him and made his way to Lourens’ backside. As Charlie got into full stride fucking him, Lourens was even further relieved when he observed Rod begin to dress. Charlie didn’t last too long and unloaded a few minutes later, as Rod stood watching them. Charlie now also got dressed as Lourens continued lying on the sling, regaining his composure. When the two guys were about to exit the room Lourens quickly jumped up, so that he could close the door behind them.

As Lourens was pushing the door shut a huge paw appeared on the door and stopped the momentum. The person that now appeared in the doorway looked like a younger version of Santa Claus with black hair. He was very large and extremely hairy.

Without asking permission he entered the room and bolted the door. Facing Lourens, he introduced himself as Blackie, explaining that his surname was Black. Then he asked, “So, sounds like you guys were having a lot of fun in here?”

“Yeah,” Lourens replied, rather sheepishly.

Blackie then sniffed the air and frowning, said, “Jesus, there’s quite a hum in here.” Before Lourens could offer an explanation Blackie smiled and said, “Smells really good.”

Blackie summarily removed the slip-on ankle boots that he was wearing, before unbuttoning his shirt. Lourens was mesmerised by the two huge damp patches that Blackie had under his arms. With his shirt off, Blackie sniffed one of the damp patches and said, “Looks like I’ll be making a contribution to the stench.”

Lourens had never seen such a hairy guy. Blackie’s entire torso was coated with fur and Lourens was totally overawed by the size of his moobs. They looked like two huge pot-roasts stuck to his chest. When Blackie’s jeans were removed, the hairiness just perpetuated and when Blackie’s underpants were pushed down, Lourens had never seen so much pubic hair in his life. Sticking upward out of the bush there was a very light coloured uncut knob with a small opening in the front, revealing what looked like a bright pink marble that was split by a long piss slit. As Lourens would later find, the cone-shaped cock was actually larger than it looked in the jungle of fur.

Observing Lourens’ stare, Blackie explained that the foreskin was non retractable. Blackie bemoaned the fact that he was unable to dispose of all the excess moisture after a piss, and always had to contend with piss stains on his underpants. Lourens was becoming bolder by the minute in his new found utopia and reached out to touch Blackie’s cock. Continuing his boldness Lourens got to his knees and closed in on the furry mane. As Blackie had forewarned there was a strong pissy smell, but with the half a pint of Charlie’s piss in his guts, this wasn’t a problem. As Lourens’ lips moved forward on the knob he was surprised by its ever-increasing girth.

Blackie’s paws locked on his head, but the skull-fucking wasn’t too hectic and the fur encasing Lourens’ face was an incredible turn-on. Lourens was also delighted by fact that this finale had unexpectedly come his way. After a brief time Lourens found his body being pulled upward, before his mouth was again surrounded by Blackie’s facial fur. Blackie was by far the most sensual kisser that Lourens had encountered that day. Blackie was also much less manic than any of Lourens’ former ‘lovers'. Blackie’s hands controlled Lourens' head in a loving fashion, and his demeanour was sensual, rather than lustful.

Shortly, Blackie’s hands began guiding Lourens’ mouth over his chest, from moob to moob. Then, Lourens found his head being pushed into one of Blackie’s moist armpits. The smell was pleasant and far less pungent than Lourens’ former two stall mates. After the second pit followed Lourens felt his body being turned. Clamped in a hairy embrace he could clearly feel Blackie’s incredibly rigid cock scouting for his hole. Lourens couldn’t wait to be plugged and pushed out his butt, inviting the entry. The cone very quickly hit the mark and soon Lourens was again enjoying yet another anal plundering.

With Blackie’s left hand on Lourens lower stomach and his right hand around Lourens’ throat, Blackie sustained a steady and sensual rhythm. Blackie then commenced pushing and pulling Lourens’ torso up and down at frequent intervals. As Lourens’ torso lay over the sling Blackie would lovingly stroke his back as he leisurely fucked Lourens’ arse, and then, when Lourens got pulled upwards again Blackie’s hands would caress Lourens’ stomach and chest. For the first time that day Lourens felt like someone was making love to him, as opposed to simply fucking him.

As Blackie found himself getting closer to orgasm, he advised Lourens of this fact and they began working toward a combined ejaculation, as Lourens began to work his dick. Their timing was spot on, and their combined grunts underlined that success. Afterward, Blackie insisted on exchanging phone numbers before both men left the store.

Whilst Lourens walked home with a slightly sore arse and a very big smile on his face, he realised that he had gone from a complete novice to a well-seasoned man-whore, in one afternoon. Naturally, Lourens scrubbed and showered for an hour after he got home.

Epilogue:

Meeting Blackie would have a profound effect on Lourens’ life and six months later, Lourens became the ‘farm wife’ on Blackie’s farm. The divorce from Sally was slightly acrimonious and her family were incredibly pissed off. Lourens’ dad was also not very happy initially, but within a year he took to Blackie and the two of them got on extremely well.

 

 

 

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Linda traveled quite a bit and George worked from home so we had the house to ourselves all day and night except at weekends. He was good company and fun and I was glad when we were alone together. He did have work to do, so I tried to stay out of his way as much as possible hanging out in the room they'd given me watching videos and reading. We didn't have the internet at our house back then. (hard to remember those days.) But George and Linda did and I discovered the seemingly...

4 years ago
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Scratch that itch

Summer vacation of my freshman year in junior high my folks were busy travelling round the country on an extended college visiting trip with my older s*s. They were going to be gone four weeks and figured I was too young to leave on my own so they parked me with some friends of theirs. It was a friend of my old man's from work and his wife. George and Linda. She traveled quite a bit and he worked from home so we had the house to ourselves all day and night except at weekends. He was good...

1 year ago
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It started with an itch

David had just turned 14, he was 5 ft. 6 ins. tall and of slim build with well-defined muscles. He was pretty good looking with light brown hair and was a fairly popular fellow. This was particularly so as he was fairly bright, getting good grades in all subjects and was quite amenable to helping his close friends with their homework. He had gone into puberty early and now at 14 his voice had broken, he was shaving his upper lip and had grown patches of light brown hair in all the right...

3 years ago
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It started with an itch

Introduction: A fictional story of 2 young gay lads, based on reality but exaggerated Two young lads who become very close friends after one helps the other with a problem which he didnt like to tell his parents about. David had just turned 14, he was 5 ft. 6 ins. tall and of slim build with well-defined muscles. He was pretty good looking with light brown hair and was a fairly popular fellow. This was particularly so as he was fairly bright, getting good grades in all subjects and was quite...

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Mistress Dyvia Scratchin an Itch

Mistress Dyvia's "Scratching an Itch" LETTER TO MY READERS: Hi all, I love you all to death. Well I decided to get my butt moving, and I wrote another story. 'Scratching an Itch' being about scratching an irritation. Specifically a sub trying to top me from the bottom. I don't like that. If I wanted to be topped, I'd be on the bottom. LoL. I hope you enjoy! KISSES! DISCLAIMER: I wrote this story so its mine. Mine! Mine! Mine! I own the rights to it. If you wish to post it...

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The Good Wife Alicias Hot Itch

Alicia Florrick had an itch—a nagging burning itch deep inside her mature unsatisfied cunt. She knew exactly how to take care of that itch—with a hard thick cock. Alicia needed cock. She needed it bad. It had been about a year since the headlines had come out—her husband Peter, the State's Attorney, had been caught cheating on her. Not just cheating on her with anyone, with prostitutes. He'd also been charged with using his position of influence for corrupt means. He'd done jail time for...

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Raped by my own dog then left with an Itch

was younger. His dog was a 1 year old boxer that he was given as a 6 month old puppy. Jimmy named him Frosty because they gave him to him at Xmas. Jimmy was always playing with his dog. He was playing fetch with him in his room one day when the ball rolled under the bed. The dog was trying to get it but couldn't get under the bed to retrieve it. Jimmy went to the edge of the bed and bent down to look for it. As he was bent over he felt his dog jump up on him. He started tugging at his...

2 years ago
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Her Itch

My wife Shantel was at the bar, perusing what was on offer in the way of male companionship. We were in La Pera, a fairly upscale dance club in the county center. Ours is an odd mix of urban and suburban community two steps away from the city. The town is now congested with office parks and shopping malls. La Pera was the trendy new place where the young and not so young gathered to dance and pick up the opposite sex. I was surprised that my wife picked La Pera for our first night out without...

2 years ago
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Julies Itch

I met Julie when she got home from the Catholic High School she went to. Her face was flushed and she was sweating from the long walk back to her house. I caught the stale scent of her perspiration as she walked by me and I followed her into her bedroom and watched as she tossed her schoolbag into the corner. Julie was 15 years old, a 5'8" brunette, with small perky breasts, a tight little ass and a sexual appetite that never seemed to stop. The young brunette sat on her bed and...

2 years ago
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The Seven Year Itch

The seven-year itch is one of those rare, cliché couples’ problems that, in my case, turned out to be true. My wife and I are seven-and-a-half years into our marriage which, up until about three weeks ago, was about as typical as they get. Now, however, after that night, everything has changed.  What I am about to recount for you is completely real. I am still trying to figure out what the long-term ramifications of it will be. But one thing is for sure, we will never be the same couple we were...

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the 7 year itch

Met this girl in a supermarket, i was 36, she was 19. We immedietly hit off while i was asking her advice on brands, she said, you dont want that one, that tastes like ass! i laughed my face off and introduced myself. Then, i quickly told her about my work, she was doing similar work and we completely hit it off. I gave her my number and she called. Turns out, she lived only right around the corner from me and to my displeasure, she had a boyfriend. A jerky one at that, but, they did have a...

3 years ago
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Seven Year Itch

Jason kissed Veronica on the cheek and stroked her hair.  Then whispered in her ear "I love you".  She whispered back "I love you too".  She told him that she would be meeting a couple of friends for drinks after work.  Jason never minded when she went out with her friends he just winked and drove away.  She watched him as he drove away and thought is this how this is going to be ever day for the rest of my life?  What am I missing? She could get this off her mind while she was getting ready...

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Naughty Itches

Naughty itches.One night, it was myself my girlfriend Jessica, my mate James and his girl Samantha. We were at my house having a braai and a few drinks, enjoying each others company. After eating we continued having a number of drinks and chatting about all random things. As always the sexual topic came up and we started talking about our likes and dislikes in the bedroom. As the conversation continued the drinks continued and it was clear that we all started getting horny. The sexual topic...

3 years ago
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Independent CommandChapter 4A Month 79 Scratching an Itch

"I Wanna Be Your Dog" - Joan Jett (Note from the author: This section is a somewhat 'darker' substory about Tina's special needs. If you don't get off on violence, forced sex, and the disgusting things that perverts do to each other, you might want to just move on to Part 5. -ZM) I was fine with having Hannah and Monique in my bed every night. We tried the two-beds-and-take-turns thing, but whoever was left out didn't like it. It was better to all sleep together even if it took some...

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Chloe Moretz Hitchhiker

By MuhabbaThis story is based on the idea Chloe Moretz isn’t a celebrity.His name was Dave Foster and he was a traveling vacuum cleaner salesman. (Oops. “Retail Associate Salesperson” the last seminar he had to attend told him) Basically he travelled around in his hatchback giving live demos of his company’s “Rainbow Lite” vacuum cleaners. He would provide quick demos at trade shows, retail outlets and in peoples’ homes by appointment. He had a pretty good base salary and a more than decent...

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The Gift Hitchhiker

Early in the spring of 1977, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, my young bride and I (Our first anniversary and her twenty-first birthday was still a few months away, in June. I had just recently turned thirty-three.) drove to Pomona for a portable TV that was on sale and then the plan was an early dinner prior to us going home to get ready for Game Night. By now the 'Game' was a regular weekend activity that we had successfully played at least a dozen times. She had taken the opportunity to...

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The Last Hitchhiker

The weatherman on the radio was calling for rain as the truck pulled to the shoulder of the road. The old man's eyes held a smile for the hitchhiker as he said. "You know that I still have almost two hundred miles to go, but I'm a little heavy, I got to by-pass some scales up the road. I'm sleepy and it would help if I had somebody to talk to, you are welcome to ride." Hitchhiking was his only way to travel during the great depression, he knew about staying on the main roads, so he added....

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A Bimbos Life for Mitchell

Janine Thomas sat bewildered. Thrown. Here she was, dressed for a peaceful Saturday of shopping, VCR movies, and relaxing. Her slightly faded jeans were pressed. Her tennis shoes a relatively new white and her blue polo shirt neatly pressed. Then this happened. She sat with her right leg tucked under her rear, her left on the floor as she leaned forward to her friend Mitchell Conners. Mitchell had that bleary eyed look that one gets when they have spent the better part of an early...

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Mitch

Mitch had often been at the brunt end of every cable guy joke ever known to man, but his friends didn’t know the real horror of being a cable guy with the nicest ass in town. Bored housewives. If Mitch had to fight off one more bored, lonely housewife, he swore he’d quit his job and push brooms in the streets. Another day and another 6 housecalls, Mitch prepared himself for the obligatory old lady who thought he was just the cutest thing they ever did see. Mitch breathed deep as he rang the...

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Interrogation Glitch

- Requested by a client - Interrogation Glitch„Are you sure, you want to do this?“, the assistant asks Cassie. „This program has a SIL of 9 of 10, it‘s barely legal at that.“ Cassie folds her arms nervously. „I have a mental license for any HS-VR up to level 9 and I saved my money for a session in this particular program. I want to play Elven Interrogation VR now. The consumer is king, you know. And I really dig this kind of VR genre.“ Cassie almost blushes. She hates talking about it. „And I‘m...

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Glitch

GLITCH Samuel was a 15-year-old boy who wishes he were a 15-year-old girl. And as usual, it was the fear of how his family and school mates would respond kept him in the closet. But an unexpected wish on a rainy-day, changes everything. ************************* CHAPTER ONE - The Girl It was a gloomy overcast morning with just a hint of rain in the air. Samuel sat at his computer working on his report for his history class. It would not be due for several days, but...

2 years ago
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Bahamian Black Itch

"Thank god this is almost over," said Ted's wife, Karen, who had called "shotgun" and won the front passenger seat, though her hands were grabbing the dashboard so hard her knuckles had turned white. The taxi's breaks squealed and the threesome in the back seat were thrown forwards before slamming back against the rear seat. Lara quickly slid out of the taxi after Raymond. She gasped for breath looking on in distaste as the ugly black islander got out of the driver's seat to help them...

1 year ago
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Seven Year Itch

I wasn’t away from home much and so had left my husband of seven years instructions on how not to burn his dinner. Although he probably would anyway and end up getting a takeout or something. I wasn’t really too worried about him. I knew he would be pleased to have a night by himself, surfing as much porn as he could. Like he thinks I don’t know what he gets up to! I was just annoyed that I would have to miss a gym session really. For the first time in my life, I finally had the body...

4 years ago
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Seven Year Itch

So I have been married for a little more than seven years. My wife is great and we have great sex together. But before I met her I was a slut, fucked anything I could stick my dick in. So for me to go this long without strange I thought was really good. Being that I just turned 35 I was feeling kind of old and really needed a pick me up. So I started working out and doing some hobbies and shit. The wife and I went on a trip to this small town up in the mountains. We were having fun shopping...

2 years ago
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The 3am Itch

His night had only just begun at the front desk of the hotel and Matt was getting bored already. The hotel’s bar was next to the lobby separated only by a slight frame so people could walk through easily. He sat and watched the bar die down until there were only a few people left finishing up their drinks. The bartenders worked quickly to clean so they could leave for the night. “Lucky bastards,” Matt thought to himself glancing at the computer clock for the millionth time. He decided to read...

3 years ago
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How Do You Scratch A Seven Year Itch

‘Do you want to wrestle?’ a soft spoken voice whispered in my ear, while I sat absently swirling my drink with my straw. I felt a shiver run up my spine, recognizing that voice instantly, I spun my chair around and right into Shawn’s chest. I did everything I could to stop myself from practically beaming at him. It had been seven years since I’d seen him last, and I could still remember the first and the last time we’d been together. He was the guy that I compared all men to in bed. So far, no...

2 years ago
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Teen Itch

This is my story and I’m sticking to it. I know nobody’s gonna believe this really happened, but I’ll tell it anyway. So here’s how it went down, I got a 2 bedroom condo all to myself, lots of room to chill out for most of the day which is what I do. I don’t have to work so I have time to work out and keep fit, which is important at my age, 50. There’s a pool that most of the young people take advantage of so it’s not that uncommon to see lots of young female flesh just walking around in a...

2 years ago
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Seven Year Itch

Introduction: This is my first story. I have dramatised it a bit but its pretty much based on real experiences I have had. Let me know what you think. I had a nine o clock meeting with a customer four hours drive away, so my boss had let me drive down on the Thursday afternoon and because the meeting could easily run into five or six hours, he said he wasnt expecting me back on the Friday. I wasnt away from home much and so had left my husband of seven years instructions on how not to burn his...

2 years ago
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Seven Year Itch

So I have been married for a little more than seven years. My wife is great and we have great sex together. But before I met her I was a slut, fucked anything I could stick my dick in. So for me to go this long without strange I thought was really good. Being that I just turned 35 I was feeling kind of old and really needed a pick me up. So I started working out and doing some hobbies and shit. The wife and I went on a trip to this small town up in the mountains. We were having fun shopping...

2 years ago
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The Itch

Been trawling through the site having a good old rub-a-dub at all the hot dads and grandpas on here and it got me thinking back to when I was a randy 19 year old and this steaming hot dirty old fucker I met one night on the way home from a club.It had been a crap night at the Contessa,grand name but a dive of a club which was basically an old victorian town house that'd been turned into a gay(ish) night club that had plenty of dark areas where you could have a quick grope before the...

2 years ago
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DAUGHTER IN LAW BITCH

This is the story of a real sluttie bitch who at the time of these events was my 25 year old daughter in law. Her name is Tammy and she is plump but not real fat; actually pleasant to look at if you didn't know what evil was in her head. She is 5'5" and weighs between 160 and 180 pounds depending on her appetite with brown hair and green eyes. If you like nice full round rumps she is very hot and her tits are something to see as they are large full D cups that stick out straight from her chest...

3 years ago
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Seven Year Itch

My husband has been pushing me to have sex with a stranger while he watches. I have never had any interest in this. Granted that after seven years of marriage our sex life was not tat great I really never wanted to have sex with a stranger but I gave in just to shut him up. I thought this would be quick and easy. My husband planned this all out and set some rules like wear a condom and no black guys. I am only thirty years old and weigh about 120lbs with sandy blonde hair, nice body and brown...

4 years ago
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How Do You Scratch A Seven Year Itch

"Do you want to wrestle?" a soft spoken voice whispered in my ear, while I sat absently swirling my drink with my straw.I felt a shiver run up my spine, recognizing that voice instantly, I spun my chair around and right into Shawn's chest. I did everything I could to stop myself from practically beaming at him.It had been seven years since I'd seen him last, and I could still remember the first and the last time we'd been together. He was the guy that I compared all men to in bed. So far, no...

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3 years ago
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The 3am Itch

His night had only just begun at the front desk of the hotel and Matt was getting bored already. The hotel's bar was next to the lobby separated only by a slight frame so people could walk through easily. He sat and watched the bar die down until there were only a few people left finishing up their drinks. The bartenders worked quickly to clean so they could leave for the night. “Lucky bastards,” Matt thought to himself glancing at the computer clock for the millionth time. He decided to read...

Straight Sex
3 years ago
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Jessica Has a Terrible Itch

Jessica could remember way, way back to when she was just a little girl. All she ever wanted was to be a good little girl. She always did exactly what she was told. She respected her father and obeyed her mother's instructions to the letter. In school, she was the pretty blond girl who sat up in the first seat and generally knew the answers to all the questions the teacher asked to see who was really learning the lessons. The pastor loved to see her smiling face in church on Sunday and her...

2 years ago
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Itch

Something woke me up in the middle of the night. I looked around, then focused my eyes on the clock. 1:13 a.m. My first reaction was to curse, which I accompanied with a yawn. A noise from above had wakened me. I didn't know why I was so sure, but I was. A nice looking girl named Jessica lives in the flat above me. She is 21. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about anything, ready to fall asleep again. A moan came from above. There was a seductive tinge in it, pain and pleasure mixed...

1 year ago
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Seven Year Itch

Their marriage had been a textbook-example. Not a Barbara Cartland textbook, mind you. More like the bad examples from various marriage manuals. A year and a half of joyous love and exciting sex, followed by more than four years of pregnancies, two childbirths, crying babies demanding all their attention and energy, and a sexlife dwindling to almost nothing. At the same time Annie grew from a pretty, slim woman into one-and-a-half not so pretty woman, and Claus chose to carry his spare tyre...

2 years ago
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The Seven Year Itch

Copyright© 2003 by Carlos Malenkov Married life was all right, Al was thinking, but it did tend to get a bit monotonous. He and Martha had just celebrated their seventh anniversary. A show followed by a restaurant dinner with all the fixings, the obligatory champagne toasts, then off to bed. They made love twice that night. The second time, when he wakened in the early hours of the morning as she got up to pee, was better. She let him take her in the ass that time, and that was always extra...

4 years ago
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Wendolyn Too Number 4 in STOPWATCHChapter 9 The Itch

I found someone to scratch mine ... after I used the watch. First, there had to be a way to keep the information I found in Teddy Bear safe. Mother suggested I find a shipping concern or a bank that managed to stay in business through the 'coming unpleasantness' ... something still in operation in 1975. Not as easy as you might think, shipping concerns fail, the name picked up again years after. Banks failed by the hundreds in the 'Crash of '29, ' picking one that succeeded in the...

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Making Her Nipples Itch

Treat a hooker to lunch There's a curiousss fellow who has decided his reputation is not worth much and has agreed to associate himself with me, in spite of my dastardly character. He is a wordsmith of the first tier. I am proud to have him edit my stories, he makes them flow more smoothly and read more understandably. I do want to say that I tinker with my stories even after his final edit, so whatever anomalies you may find are probably mine. Thanks Curiousss. I saw a new ad for...

2 years ago
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The Wolf SummersChapter 2 The Itch

The beginning of a large story While growing up, I did not realize how oblivious I was to the existence of others. I only truly connected with Marisa (my baby sister), Rachel Smith, and the Smith twins. Other than my sister, my home life consisted of an abusive asshole for a stepfather and a mother who stayed married to him. The fact everybody and I were happy to ignore each other left holes in my knowledge of the changes puberty entailed. I understood boys and girls were different, but...

1 year ago
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Finally scratching that itch

I've always been an introvert. I never want the spot light and that has led to me missing out on many things that I have wanted to experience. For example, I had crush on a friend's mother. She was plus sized and considered unattractive by most, but I loved the feel of her soft body when she hugged me. I masturbated and had many wet dreams involving her. I would meet a girl who could have been her twin, but because I feared being involved with someone unattractive, I denied her advances. I...

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Not Like Loving You Mitch

Not Like Loving You! By Denham Forrest, The Wanderer Now and again a particular song will suddenly grab my attention and just will not let go again. One morning recently I heard Nell Bryden’s ‘Not Like Loving You’ on the radio. I had heard the song before, but that day it just got to me. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to do anything until I’d tried to write a short story around it. I hope I’ve done it, although I have had to take a few small liberties with the lyrics. However, anyone who...

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Harry Potter Adventures Chapter 4 Part 1 of 3 The Joys of Quidditch

Chapter 4 – part 1 It was mid-October at Hogwarts, and 2 weeks had passed since Ron’s raping of Luna. His fears and anxiety of being caught eased with each passing day. It seemed his memory loss charm had worked on Luna, though there appeared to be some side-effects. Luna seemed to be even more dreamy and airy then usual and it wasn’t uncommon for her to be seen to walk straight into walls or doors, and then carry on walking as if nothing had happened. Luckily for Ron though, everybody...

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Coffee House girl Mitch

She sent me a text as she got off her usual bus so I could watch for her walking up the street tired from a week of work at her desk, my plans are for her to stay two nights and and explore her limits now that she has revealed she likes to be pinched. Taking direction appeared to be a strong point for her as well but while experiencing discomfort would she still be obedient, the wife prepared some items for our visitor as well as snacks in the kitchen while we get more information for her about...

3 years ago
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Boy Meets Man Changing Short StoriesMitchell

Mitch sighed roughly as he shoved the rest of the clean clothes he was taking with him to his fathers for the Summer. "You will have fun Mitchell, you always do so stop throwing a fit." His mother commented as she walked past his door, a grunt pushing from his chest at her words. Yeah maybe he would have fun, however he was not looking forward to his fathers increasingly odd behavior towards him. Mitchell was twelve years old and his parents had been divorced since he was six. His father...

2 years ago
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Busty Amazon Hitchhiker

Busty Amazon Hitchhiker by rmdexter“Oh my God, look at that woman; she’s incredible,” I thought to myself as I approached the figure standing next to the freeway on-ramp, her right arm extended, thumb pointing up.I’d just finished four days of sales in this city, meeting with more corporate reps than I cared to remember. Business had been good, with some existing contracts extended, plus a couple of new ones I was glad to land. I was only 27-years old and had started out on this business...

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