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My name is Sophie. I was born Sophie Roberts and later became Mrs. Pendleton, and if I'm honest, I know I have a life that many would be jealous of. My father is rich, not only rich but disgustingly wealthy and my husband comes from one of the oldest and renowned families in the state of Virginia. Because of this I've been pretty much spoiled all my life. I was sent to the best schools and universities money could buy and at the age of twenty-two, after broadening my mind, I decided to expand my horizons and see the world before settling down and getting a job.

During my travels, I learned a couple of languages, how and when to behave like a lady and, more importantly, how not to, and despite my plans to the contrary, I met my husband, David Pendleton in the Rembrandt museum in Amsterdam, of all places.

He was a State department official and he had a passion for art. I was there with a girlfriend and, hearing our American accents, he started chatting to us. After returning Stateside we began dating and within a year, I went from being a spoilt, New York rich bitch to becoming a high society wife of Washington. Soon thereafter our children, a son and daughter, were born and David’s career continued soaring. The kids are now worrying about which university they want to attend and hubby’s an important aide to the Secretary of State. Although I enjoy the hustle and bustle of Washington’s political life, I'm a New York gal born and bred and I take every chance I get to visit the Big Apple.

When in town I always stay at my penthouse in Manhattan. It’s there that I feel like the real me and can relax. No surprise really because it’s the one Daddy bought me after my graduation. It hasn’t changed much since those days, very minimalist, but comfortable. The pictures on the walls wouldn’t be called art by the purists because they are mostly prints of my favorite album covers, but I like them and that’s all that matters. With all the advantages bestowed upon me from an early age, one could become very conceited, but luckily my down-to-earth character and wicked sense of humour seems to make me popular. To be honest, life is good and yet...

I have everything a person could possibly want and yet I can't help feeling unfulfilled and bored. If the truth be told, my life is in a rut. Everything seems to be unfolding according to some deities blueprint of perfection but, deep inside, I crave something more. Something dangerous, something chaotic, something unpredictable.

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To rid myself of this nagging feeling, I'd flown to New York to spend the afternoon shopping. In the upper east side, I visited several stores on Madison Avenue looking for something new for my summer wardrobe but even after purchasing several new outfits which perfectly complimented my blonde hair and green eyes, I still couldn't help wondering why I felt unfulfilled.

Assured that my acquisitions would be delivered to my home, I stepped into the bright afternoon sunshine with a feeling of restlessness coursing through my veins. On impulse, I hailed a passing cab and asked the driver to take me somewhere adventurous. With the children at summer camp and David accompanying the Secretary of State on an emergency visit to the Middle East, I was a "free agent" figuratively speaking.

Relieved of the mundane, my restless soul was on the lookout for something different. I knew I couldn’t invite any girlfriends, even the more disrespectful ones, because somehow I knew they wouldn't understand my need to do something "reckless." Sitting in the back of the cab, I couldn't ignore the feeling of exhilaration slowly enveloping me. After crossing the East river to Brooklyn, the taxi pulled up outside a rather old, seedy looking building with the word "Hotel" four stories high. I began to wonder if I'd regret my new found adventurism.

"The rooftop lounge gives you the best views of Manhattan this side of the river and this hotel is popular with everyone. Businessmen, musicians, artists and even a few actors. They're about as different as you can get," announced my taxi driver with a knowing wink. He wasn't wrong.

The sun was still warm as I took my seat and the view was just as the driver had promised: breathtaking. Feeling parched, I ordered a bottle of mineral water to quench my thirst and a Black Russian to enjoy whilst unhurriedly watching the late afternoon sun gradually disappear behind some of the most famous buildings in the world. Sitting there, I could feel the excitement forming a tight little knot in my stomach as I wondered what destiny had in store for me.

Absently nibbling on the snacks so thoughtfully provided while I waited for my drinks, I scanned my immediate surroundings. This place was obviously used to a young, hip and trendy crowd because it slowly dawned on me that, even though there was a few business types amongst the arty figures and the smattering of musicians I didn’t recognise, I was possibly one of the oldest and more respectably clothed persons present. My recce was cut short by the arrival of the attractive waitress bringing me drinks.

I downed the water and was contentedly nipping at the Black Russian unaware I'd attracted the attention of a small group of men until I felt their stares. There was one in particular who seemed unable to stop himself from repeatedly glancing my way despite being in an animated conversation with a couple of buddies.

He was older than his colleagues, somewhere in his mid-forties, I guessed, and seemed to exude the ease and confidence that comes from maturity and experience. Averting my gaze before he noticed me staring, I couldn't help thinking how handsome he was. I wondered if I dared meet his glance and if so what would happen. Then, as I looked in his direction, our eyes met. In a moment of true reckless abandonment, I uncrossed and recrossed my legs, my skirt riding high up my thighs. Even though I was wearing panties, I couldn't help thinking about the infamous scene from “Basic Instinct” and, smiling to myself, I wondered what he thought of my brazen behaviour.

I was surprised to see him still staring at me but I couldn’t deny the flash of recognition and understanding in that moment, something I hadn't expected. Then, turning the tables on me, I watched him say something to his friends, get up and stroll casually towards me.

“I see your glass is almost empty,” he said politely. “May I buy you another?” His cultured British accent sent ripples of pleasure running down my spine. Afraid the sudden dryness in my throat would cause me to croak, I just nodded and gestured for him to sit down. His head bobbed forward, thanking me curtly before signaling to the waitress to bring us some fresh drinks. Then he elegantly took his seat.

There was that awkward moment when strangers, having met each other then wonder what to do next but my handsome new table companion gave me a dazzling smile and simply said, “Hi, I’m James," and held out his hand. "I’m from London, here on business."

His gaze surveyed the rooftop bar before he spoke again. "Although I'm not a regular at this establishment, I do have to agree with my colleagues." His eyes surreptitiously travelled up and down my body, taking in every detail. "The views are fantastic." His voice betrayed not the slightest hint of sarcasm but his eyes sparkled mischievously.

Now I had to respond.

Shaking the proffered hand, I surprised myself. “I’m Sophie Pend… Price. I’m a... computer specialist. Pleased to meet you, James."

Even as we shook hands, I silently reprimanded myself for not being able to lie convincingly and at the same time wondered why I felt the need to distort the truth. Not wanting to dig a much bigger hole for myself, I decided to stop lying but also decided to keep the facts to a minimal and the conversation superficial. No mention of the kids, no husband and nothing about my true identity. Easy right? Easier said than done, that's for sure.

While we conversed, I couldn’t deny the underlying current between us. He was definitely my type: dark, handsome, smart... And his dry British humour was very amusing. Considering he'd approached me, I assumed he liked what he’d seen, but to make sure, I repeated my earlier move, displaying a large expanse of tanned thigh. James’s eyes sparkled in the late evening sun while he watched my sexy moves but, to my pleasant surprise, he didn't try hitting on me or feeding me corny chat up lines. Instead he continued to talk about his work, travel and something we both felt passionate about: music.

Although we both had an extensive library attached to our Spotify accounts it came as a surprise to discover I wasn’t the only one who enjoyed the experience of vinyl records. James was surprised to hear my musical taste, contrary to my appearance, was for rock, grunge and the new phenomena that was currently conquering Europe, industrial rock spearheaded by a German band called Rammstein. It was interesting to hear how much he shared my aversion to the current trend in the popular music industry that put looks and a quick buck ahead of real talent and the way Dj’s were replacing bands as main acts.

“I do have to confess, Sophie,” James began, not a little patronisingly, “that as an Englishman I can't understand you Americans and your fascination with rap music."

Although I agreed with him, as a native New Yorker, I did feel the need to defend what was one of my city’s most famous export products. "And I suppose you think music has never been the same since the Beatles," I retorted, my hand gently resting on his forearm.

"No, but after five minutes of listening to rap, I do wonder if they're speaking the same language as me," he replied dryly, looking intently into my green eyes. There was a definite click between us and I'm sure both of us could feel the sexual tension increase every time we "accidentally" touched each other. Every brief contact sent an electric charge pulsating through my nervous system, making it hard for me to concentrate. All I did know was that I hadn't felt this alive for a very long time.

As he continued expounding his opinions, captivating me, his hand casually covered mine and, without thinking, I found myself leaning towards him. This didn’t go unnoticed and James was looking at me intently. That's when I realised I wasn’t the only one captivated by what I saw and heard. James was hungrily looking at the swell of my breasts and the lace edge of my bra as my loose fitting silk blouse draped away from me.

Then he did something that caused me to flinch.

He took my hand and, without saying another word, guided it under the table onto his crotch. “I think we both know what's happening here,” he said confidently. “I suppose we should get the business side of things out of the way before we proceed any further,” he continued calmly. “How much do you charge for an evening's..." He paused and looked at me purposefully... "entertainment?"

Although my fingers could feel a hardness I hadn't felt for a while, I was taken aback by what he was insinuating. He'd obviously mistaken me for some sort of prostitute. Probably a very expensive one to be sure, but a prostitute just the same. The irony of the situation was comical and although my initial reaction was to feel insulted, after a couple of seconds contemplation I thought, "Why not? I can do this."

While my mind raced with the possible consequences of what I was thinking about, James surreptitiously removed his hand. I hadn’t noticed and, when I finally saw what he'd done, my mind was pretty much made up. I looked at him sultrily and smiled. My fingers began squeezing his manhood, traversing the length through the soft fabric of his trousers, mentally measuring him while our eyes met. He was looking at me expectantly and I smiled back indulgently.

"My company, exclusively for the rest of the evening," I said in a detached manner I assumed a prostitute would use for such negotiations, "will cost you fifteen hundred dollars." To make sure there wasn't any misunderstanding between us I began enthusiastically masturbating his hard shaft. "I assure you, James I'm worth it." Another squeeze sealed the deal.

“That's no problem, Sophie,” he said confidently, "but I think we should vacate these premises immediately.” I raised my eyebrows. “Oh, sorry, to go to my suite before your expert fingers make it impossible for me to leave the table without embarrassing myself,“ James explained, his voice hoarse. Although I was enjoying my role as temptress I had to stifle a giggle at his honesty and enthusiastically nodded in agreement.

My mind, still racing at what was happening, was only outpaced by my heartbeat but the shot of adrenaline coursing through my veins from this spontaneous audacity was just what I needed. Nevertheless, knowing what James expected caused a cold sweat to form on my back and, despite the voice in the back of my head telling me this was exactly what I was looking for, a shiver of apprehension ran down my spine. I’d always regarded myself as the perfect wife and in the past had scorned girlfriends who’d needed to have affairs. But now I completely understood their motives. I needed to break the comfortable conventions that were suffocating me, even if it was dangerous, reckless and foolhardy; I couldn’t stop myself. Something more powerful than common sense was compelling me. James casually finished his drink and then nodded decisively.

“Shall we?"

He stood up and offered a hand which I thankfully accepted as I was sure my limbs wouldn’t be able to support me properly at that moment. Trying to act calm and businesslike, when what’s happening is completely at odds with the truth, seemed impossible but I couldn't stop now, even if I wanted to. Displaying a confidence I didn't feel, I teasingly blew a kiss at my ‘client’s’ business associates when James rested his hand on my rump as we left the bar.

We had to wait for an elevator to arrive and I could sense the difficulty James was having, keeping his hands off me, but once inside the steel and mirrored box he pulled me towards him and kissed me passionately, his mouth warm and his lips soft.

The kiss was breathtaking and was immediately followed by another only, this time, his hands began wandering over my receptive body. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I couldn't help wondering if high class escorts normally kissed their "tricks" like this, but James wasn't complaining so neither did I. The familiar ping announced our arrival at his floor and, when the doors opened, he tried letting go of me. However, this was the most exciting thing that had happened to me in years and I was enjoying myself too much to stop now. Eventually though, my unbridled passion proved to much and, knowing we’d get arrested for public indecency if we continued, I released my hold on him so he could lead me eagerly to his suite.

I followed him, my face flushed with excitement, aware that things had already gone too far but also knowing there was no going back. Not that I wanted to. My senses were heightened with adrenaline, fed by the fear and danger of the unknown and, without wanting to sound like a true slut, I was unbelievably turned on. I was secreting so badly I was afraid he could smell my passion as he opened the door and allowed me to enter before double locking it behind us.

Then he grabbed my arms, holding them against the wall above my head, pinning me there with his hard body while kissing me deeply. Gasping for breath, we began unbuttoning each other’s buttons, clumsily in our haste, but not without success.

I felt the warmth of his skin on mine as we feverishly continued kissing; his lips on mine, then down my neck and finally along my bare shoulders. Our hands explored our bodies, caressing and squeezing everything we touched. A soft grunt escaped his lips when I pinched one of his nipples, but he didn't pull away. Finally, James leaned back a little, giving himself the room to bend forward and kiss the swell of my breasts. A shiver of excitement ran down my spine. His large hands cupped them easily, still encased in flimsy lace lingerie and he lifted them to his mouth, gently biting my erect nipples, before reaching behind me for the clasp. That ignited the smoldering passion into a blazing inferno.

Sensing the urgency of the moment we began discarding the rest of our clothes. The sound of belt buckles and zippers filled the hallway as his trousers landed on top of my skirt, already lying in a heap on the floor. Stepping out of our underwear, our gazes met as we simultaneously admired each others body. Playing my part as a call girl, I reached for his erection and felt the strength within. Massaging his balls, I felt how full of spunk they were and I was determined to empty them. There was a bead of pre-cum on the circumcised head and I bent forward. I heard him moan as my tongue drew little circles around his slit and his salty flavour enticed my taste buds. Before I got carried away, James pulled me upright and hurriedly led me to the bed. Taking control, he pushed me onto it.

“I am not going to be gentle," he growled, “You’ve had me hard from the moment I first saw you across the bar."

“That's how I want it, Baby," I said huskily, "Nice and hard."

I wondered if I was overdoing things; wondered what a real prostitute would say in this situation. Even though I knew I was playing a part, my words weren't an act. The whirlwind of fear and nervousness had passed and had been replaced by something more powerful: a deep hunger for this stranger. I was overwhelmed by how much I wanted this to happen.

He grabbed my ankles and pulled me towards the edge of the bed, resting my legs against his shoulders. His fingers dived between my thighs and split my labia, searching and finding my slick opening ready and willing and, for the first time in years, another man's fingers delved deep inside me. I gasped and bit my lip in both pleasure and guilt as I felt his warm breath wafting softly over the insides of my thighs, causing goosebumps to appear on my arms while I waited with baited breath to feel his tongue where his fingers were.

Although I wanted more, James wasn't finished and when I pushed my hips against his hand, I heard the erotic squelching sound his fingers were making. Without warning, I felt his tongue touch me, reaching between the cleft of my buttocks, teasing my asshole before sliding leisurely along the length of my slit towards my swollen clit. Lying on my back, my hands clenching the bed sheets, scrunching them tightly as James gorged himself on my salty nectar, it was my turn to moan loudly.

“Oooh James," I pleaded unprofessionally, "take me right now."

That was all he needed to hear. After kneeling on the bed and placing my calves either side of his head he positioned his cock exactly where we both wanted and looked deep into my eyes. Clamping my lips together, I nodded and without a word, he plunged into me. He didn't stop until he was completely buried inside and his wiry pubic hair tickled my swollen labia. I could feel his balls pressing against my buttocks and I raised my hips to allow an even deeper penetration. James leant over me, almost bending me in half, his powerful arms either side of my torso and his cock throbbing away inside me. Then he began to fuck me, hard.

Obviously under the impression that he was entitled to do what he pleased because I was a paid professional, James showed me no mercy. His cock plunged inside me like some unrelenting jack hammer and, at first, it took my breath away. Then I realised this was what I wanted. There was nothing gentle going on here, this was animalistic rutting. A wild stallion claiming his mare to ensure the continuation of his progeny. I moaned loudly, moving my hips in time with his, ensuring the deepest penetration possible. The sound of hard flesh slapping against wanton flesh filled the room, reverberating off the walls in a wild chorus of sexual abandonment.

James reached down to cup my buttocks, spreading them obscenely. His fingers played with my rear entrance, rubbing the copious juices gently into it, and I heard myself whisper, "Yes, yes, yes." Although it was barely audible, James understood and, within seconds, his fingertip was pushing past my tight sphincter. I was amazed at how easily his digit entered me and was even more beside myself as one eventually became two. James wasn't holding back now. He was fucking me like a man possessed. It wasn't loving or tender, this was exciting and brutal and, like a bitch in heat, I was in ecstasy.

With a start, I realised the truth about myself. I wasn't Sophie the trophy wife of a high-ranking diplomat, playing the part of a well paid prostitute, I'd always been Sophie the high class whore, acting like a high society wife.

Our hips moved in unison as he pounded into me, time and time again pushing me towards the precipice until I couldn't take any more. My breathing quickened and my muscles began contracting around his flesh, gripping him, milking him. My orgasm must have set him off because seconds later he thrust deep inside me and hot sperm flooded my silken tunnel. My hands squeezed the sheets tightly while my head thrashed from side to side, calling out his name. My abdominal muscles throbbed wildly around his pulsating manhood and, as I pushed my hips against his loins trying to pull him in deeper, neither of us uttered a word. We communicated in a more primal way.

While we lay there, panting heavily, our bodies gradually returning to normal, I couldn't help comparing this to my usual domestic love making. ‘No contest,’ I thought, smiling to myself as our sweet cocktail began seeping down the cleft of my buttocks. James carefully extracted himself from our embrace and I couldn't help feeling more than a little disappointed as his cock slipped from my warm, wet sheath. Moving me to the middle of the bed he lay down in beside me.

“You're very good at what you do, Sophie,” he said, complimenting me unnecessarily. “That felt almost real.”

Unsure of what sort of response was appropriate, I just said, “I always try to keep the customer happy.”

Although I couldn't tell him the truth, that would have spoilt everything, my reaction to this man's hot loving wasn't acting at all, it was real. The excitement of someone new and unknown had contributed to my not holding back, but...

Was this how a pro would feel, I wondered? I supposed not. Anyone who did this for a living wouldn't have let themselves go like I had. There was always a small part of their consciousness keeping things in control. It was business after all and successful business people don't let emotions take control. That wasn't an issue for me today, my whole life was an exercise in control and that’s what I was trying to escape.

James began caressing and fondling me again, only this time his touch had lost its urgency. His kisses began in the nape of my neck and moved slowly, sensually down my body, his lips touching everywhere, right down to my ankles and toes. Despite this being more like the sort of loving touch I’d receive from my husband, I couldn't help getting turned on again.

As he worked his way up my thighs, I reached out and pulled him upwards. Our lips met and our tongues entwined while my hand slipped between us. His cock was still recovering from our earlier union but the signs were promising so I decided to help a little. As he grew in my hand, I slid my other hand over his buttocks, reaching for his backdoor. There was a sharp intake of breath as my finger pushed past his ring. Immediately I felt him grow and stiffen in my hand, returning to his former glory. Not content to just enjoy my administration's James busied himself between my thighs, playing with me, teasing my clit, but it was my turn to take charge.

"James, just lay back and let me do what I do best," I said, pushing him back into the soft pillows.

Taking hold of the root of his cock, I knelt between his splayed legs. My lips engulfed him, sliding down the smooth shaft until he filled my mouth. As I sucked and I licked him, I heard him moaning erotically. For the next ten minutes, my world consisted of James's large prick, his tight ass and his big balls, still heavy with spunk. I used every trick in the book to bring him to the point of exploding. Not only did I take him deep in my throat, I used my hands to wank him hard when I sucked his balls, one by one. I even buried fingers deep in his asshole which he loved because not once did he try and stop me, instead lying there groaning in ecstasy as I brought him ever closer to an orgasm.

What he hadn't banked on was my ability to bring him to the verge of exploding before evilly thwarting his climax. Time and again his hips bucked violently only to be denied the ultimate release by a well-placed thumb and fingers wrapped tightly around his shaft. The last time I'd almost misjudged things and, with my tongue still running little circles around his helmet, he groaned out loud, calling me his, "Beautiful American bitch" whilst trying to hold my head where it was. I shook him off because this was my party now and I was doing things my way. Somehow, this defiance only seemed to make him grow bigger and thicker and by the way his body convulsed, I knew I'd stopped just in time.

Then, like a very hungry pussy cat watching a trapped mouse, I stared at him with a sultry glint in my eye. He was watching me intently as I climbed above him, straddling his prone body. His eyes never left mine as I grabbed his wavering cock and rubbed it between my labia. I felt my juices flowing freely, lubricating his swollen glans but I wasn't finished teasing him. I lifted my hips so that our loins barely touched and saw the frustration written over his handsome face. We were so close, he could feel my heat but nothing more and, more than once, he tried thrusting himself inside me. I could tell he had mixed feelings about this exquisite torture. That's when I relented.

A long drawn out hiss escaped my lips as his prick impaled me, stretching me as before, filling me to the brim. When our pelvises met, I ground myself against him, feeling like an Amazon as I rode his cock. I clenched my abdominal muscles and my velvety sheath gripped him like a vice as he throbbed away inside me. Although I was in control, James was too macho to be completely subjugated and his hands grabbed hold of my hips and together we fucked each other. I could feel his urgency building but I wasn't quite there yet.

"Don't you dare cum until I say so," I warned, climbing off him. "I want you to take me from behind," I said huskily, acting the part of Sophie the hooker for James’s benefit but in reality wanting this very badly. I knelt in front of him and wiggled my rear invitingly. "Come on, Daddy," I panted hoarsely, "do what you want with me, make me your bitch." Whorishly, I pulled my buttocks apart.

Although I sensed rather than saw James get to his knees and move behind me, I did feel his hands cover mine and, immediately afterwards, his hot breath was on the back of my thighs. Then his tongue traversed the length of my dripping pussy, slipping briefly between my parted lips to lap up my nectar before continuing upwards. I almost forgot to breathe when he pressed his agile tongue into my starfish and wondered how much luck could a woman have in one evening.

"If I wasn't a gentleman, Sophie I'd fuck that tight little arse of yours," James said lustfully. I liked the way he said arse, his English accent sounding both sophisticated and erotic.

"Well stop being one then," I said in an exaggerated New York accent and felt a wave of anticipation wash over me.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," he replied breathlessly and pushed his engorged flesh between my legs. His erection slid forward, along my willing pussy lips and pressed hard on my swollen clitoris, eliciting excited moans from me. Then, after giving me a taste of my own medicine for a moment, he pressed his spongy dome against my back door.

"Do it, do it," I whispered softly and waited impatiently. I felt him push forward and gasped. He was larger than anything I’d experienced and, although I wanted it, my tight opening resisted at first. Clamping my jaws together to keep myself from screaming, "Fuck me," I relaxed my muscles and, seconds later, felt the exquisite burn as James's cock slid purposefully inside.

"Aaahhh," I moaned into the bed covers and pushed my hips backwards. Moments later his prick was completely buried in my back passage and his heavy balls banged against the back of my thighs.

"You feel so fucking good, Sophie," he commented as my muscles contracted around his meat as he started withdrawing. I could feel my sphincter gripping him as pulled backwards, determined not to let him escape, but I needn't have worried, James had no intention of relinquishing his prize and stopped just in time. Then, showing no mercy, he slammed it home forcing another lustful moan escaped my lips.

"You like it don't you, my sweet American whore?"

"Yessss," I replied wantonly and was rewarded for my honesty. He started fucking me hard with long, smooth strokes which only ended when he’d buried his cock completely inside my ass. Within minutes, I felt the dam of emotions beginning to crack and there was nothing I could do about it. James was in control now and ordered me to finger myself.

"My God, you’re a dirty fucking slut, Sophie," he said, pile-driving his manhood into my ass. I did as told and through the thin wall separating my orifices, I could feel his flesh surging forward. I was already teetering on the edge and this erotic experience sent me tumbling into a scalding pool of depravity. I began to tremble and moan uncontrollably, signalling my release, and seconds later, my fingers were awash with hot, slick liquid.

My body shook violently and I fought for air, my breathing very laboured. The strength of my orgasm took me by surprise and, as I pushed backwards, James began roaring triumphantly. Thrusting forward to meet my movement he bottomed out and I felt him pulsing inside me. His thick hot spunk seared my insides as each powerful salvo finally emptied the contents of his balls. I reached back and grabbed his testicles and squeezed them, determined to get every drop of what was rightfully mine. Eventually, we collapsed on the bed, James on top of me, both of us breathless and with hearts pounding.

“I think I will call room service," James announced five minutes later as we lay there collecting our thoughts. "We both need to something to drink and I don't know about you, but I'm starving. Since I’m paying for the evening, I’d like you to stay and eat. You don't have any objections do you?"

I gave him my best 'You're the boss' look and smiled appreciatively. Lying there, I'd been gathering my thoughts and considering what we'd just done together. Having dinner with him seemed the least I could do.

"We can have something sent up or, if you'd prefer, we can go out to a restaurant." Both suggestions sounded attractive if for different reasons and I really didn’t mind. The only thing I had a few concerns about was going somewhere where I would be recognized. Still I was in Brooklyn.

Sitting up, holding my legs against my chest, I spoke. "I think I’d like to shower while we wait for our drinks. Why don’t you see what the hotel has to offer."

"Good idea. Do you need anyone to scrub your back?" The sparkle in James's eyes made me wonder if he was serious or not. I gave him my warmest smile.

"No thank you, stud, I can handle it," I said, giving his thigh a playful squeeze.

"Whatever you want," James replied. "It's your party."

"No, stud," I retorted, climbing off the bed. "It's your party." James laughed. “I’ll go first and then you can shower while I repair my makeup.”

Standing under the steaming hot stream of water, letting the scented soap wash away the evidence of my afternoon's fun, I was having trouble coming to terms with myself. I'd expected to feel guilty or upset at cheating on my husband or at very least feel a bit confused as to my behaviour but all I could think of was wanting to do it again. Realising part of this was due to the debauched sex I'd had, I couldn't deny the kick I'd gotten from the whole experience and knew I hadn't felt a rush like this since before I was married. Stepping out from under the shower, I wrapped myself in one of the robes hanging behind the bathroom door before going back to the bedroom.

"Sorry Sophie," James said sipping from a glass of whiskey. "The hotel menu wasn't up to much so I guess I'll have to take you out."

"That's no problem, James," I replied as he came over with a glass.

"Black Russian for M'lady."

"Thank you, Sir." I sipped the cold vodka and Kahlua. It was the perfect drink. "Cheers," I said and raised my glass. "Where are we going?"

“What kind of food do you want?" 

"Italian, French, Sushi... or maybe you've other ideas? Have a think about it while I get cleaned up.”

I retrieved my clothes from the hall and dressed before reapplying makeup and brushing my hair into something more than an out-of-bed look. That's when I noticed the money on the desk. Fifteen hundred dollars, in crisp new notes. Not sure what to do I ignored it and continued my preparations. When I was finished I took another sip of my drink and looked out of the window at the night sky, illuminated with stars and airplane night lights. That's when I noticed movement behind me. James had returned from his shower and was dressing.

“Ready?” he asked. Before I could answer, he'd noticed the money was untouched. “Sophie, I think you’ve forgotten something. It's all there you know."

I nodded in agreement. "I believe you, James," I said reassuringly.

Before I could continue, he said, “I’ll be coming here regularly and I'd like us to see each other again. It's not just the sex, although that was amazing, but would it freak you out if I told you I also liked talking to you?"

Unsure of what to say I just shook my head before taking another large gulp of vodka.

“What is it? Have I said something wrong?”

I shook my head again and smiled mysteriously. “I think I’d like a nice juicy steak, you know... for the protein! Especially if I'm gonna spend the rest of the evening with you, and no... you've done nothing wrong." I downed the rest of my drink and winked at him. "Ready when you are, James."

****

James lay prone on the bed and waved goodbye. Licking my lips, I could taste the semen from his morning wood and smiled at my newly rediscovered wantonness. As I started my walk of shame through the hotel reception, I felt the young woman‘s eyes, stationed behind the desk, burning into my back. I didn't care. I was busy wondering how long it would take for James to find my phone number. Not having any business cards, I'd written it on the bathroom mirror with my lipstick.

As I was about to hail a taxi, I heard my iPhone ringing from somewhere in the depths of my handbag next to the fifteen hundred dollars.

 

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= THIS IS AN INTRODUCTION TO SOPHIES STORY THAT MUST BE READ BEFORE THE GRAPHIC CONTENT IN PART 2 = ALL WORK IS ENTIRELY WORK OF FICTION. IF YOU HAVE ANY ISSUES WITH CONTENT DEALING WITH DRUG MISUSE, UNDER-AGE SEX AND MODERN GANG CRIME THEN GO BACK AND CHOOSE ANOTHER STORY THIS IS MY FIRST EVER PIECE OF FICTION WRITING AND I HAVENT MADE MY GRAMMAR OR PUNCTUATION MY FOCUS AS I BELIEVE THE CONTENT IS KEY SO IF YOU WANT TO MOAN ABOUT LANGUAGE TECHNIQUES THEN CRY TO SOMEONE WHO GIVES A FUCK. ...

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Sophies 18th Gagging Birthday

It felt like she had been in the car forever. Sophie had just turned 18 and her father had told her that the whole family would do something special. This didn't seem as special as he suggested as they had been driving since 8 am and it was now 11 o'clock. It was a tradition in her family that whenever a daughter turned 18, everyone in the family (who was over 18) would meet at Sophie's uncle's farm.Sophie had only just turned 18 the day before and she had no idea what was going on. The car...

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Sophies First Spanking

Sophie was on the phone with her friend Josh. They were going to have a movie night together, but they hadn’t decided when because Sophie had to stop by her friend Lauren who was going on a hot date. She desperately needed Sophie’s help. ‘Josh. Lauren really needs my help, so I’m just going over there for a little while. Give me an hour and I’ll be right over.’ ‘Okay, but I might be in the shower so you can just come right in.’ he said. They said goodbye and hung up. Sophie was really looking...

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Sophies Studium

Sophie ist eine zierliche Frau mit langen braunen Locken. Etwa 1,65m groß und 24 Jahre alt. Sophie lebte bis vor einer Woche in einer überschaubaren Kleinstadt, besuchte dort das Gymnasium, stets mit dem Ziel Kariere zu machen. Vor etwa einer Woche startete Sophie Ihr BWL Studium in der nahegelegen Großstadt. Da Ihr Freund Julius, mit dem Sie nun schon 2 Jahre zusammen ist, schon länger in der Stadt studiert und bereits eine kleine 1 Zimmerwohnung in der Stadt hat, konnte Sie direkt zu Ihm...

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Sophies Revenge

‘So what happened this time?’ Rich asked, shaking his head slowly, the cell phone pressed to his ear. ‘Sophie thinks I’m having an affair,’ Jon replied. Rich shook his head again, knowing that if his friend’s girlfriend thought he was being unfaithful her concerns probably weren’t completely unfounded. Sophie was, in no uncertain terms, gorgeous. 5’4′, blonde, beautiful, with full lips and hair that trailed down her back and could, Rich always suspected, almost over her 34D breasts. It...

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Sophies Revenge Part 3

‘Do you think I’m a slut?’ Sophie asked, her head resting on Rich’s chest. She felt his arm wrap around her a little more tightly. ‘No,’ he replied. She paused. ‘But we just had sex,’ Sophie said, ‘and I’m your friend’s girlfriend.’ Rich shrugged. ‘I guess it’s just one of those spontaneous things that happen. You were upset with Jon and, let’s be honest, I kissed you first.’ ‘But only because I said I thought you were sexy.’ Rich paused, looking for something to say which would help to...

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Sophies Revenge Part 2

My name is Sophie, and this is the story of how I first gave in to my feelings for my boyfriend’s friend. Now, I don’t want you think that I found any of this easy. It really first started when I saw that my boyfriend, Jon, had been flirting with girls on Facebook. I had just gotten home from work and I’d gone to our desk top computer to check my emails, when I noticed Jon’s Facebook page open. I was about to close it when I saw some messages he had been sending to a couple of girls he had...

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Sophies Release

Glancing up at the clock, through her black-framed glasses, Sophie could have sworn time had stood still. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, in desperate need for the class to finish. She needed to pee. She also needed to peel her soaked gusset from her dripping pussy, as she could not shift Adam’s cock from her mind. She knew the risk of her losing her job and her marriage was too much, she had tried to end the three month long affair with her university student, but she couldn’t resist...

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Sophies Adventures Chapter One

An 18 year old girl fucking her way through the supernatural. ALL PEOPLE ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTS OR ANYTHING OF SEXUAL NATURE ARE ALL OF THE AGE OF 18 OR OLDER, THE MAIN CHARACTER IS 18, IF THIS IS NOT THE LEGAL AGE TO CONSENT TO SEX IN YOUR AREA OR COUNTRY, DO NOT READ. This is a STORY, there will be more then one chapter. You may read this and think there is no plot, but a good plot takes time! It needs to grow along with the characters so just wait for it. Chapter one. Sophie had been raised...

3 years ago
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Sophies birthday present to her hubby

This is one that Sophie wrote about a little birthday surprise for her hubby (not me unfortunately... but I'm working on that!)They were having drinks for her husband's birthday. Just your usual "tuesday night" - or so she thought... The wine and conversation was flowing and eventually everyone left - except Nicky. Her, her husband and Nicky were all fairly toasted and having a good time. They started talking about porn sites on the computer and she showed Nicky some porn that she had...

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Sophies first gangbang

Hi I'm Sophie, and today is my 18th birthday. I'm 5'5ft, with long black hair that passes my breasts, I have catching green eyes and my bra size is DD. My mum's just come into my room with a bundle of small presents. 'Look Soph, just before you open these, I would like to talk to you' 'What is it mum? Can you be quick, I need to get ready to meet the girls' (I'm not really going to meet the girls, really I'm about to have the fucking of a lifetime) 'Don't worry, I won't take up all of your...

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Sophies home alonepart1

I first had sex a few weeks ago when my parents went off for a weeks holiday leaving me to look after the house and the dog and pony. I took a shower in the morning just after they left to freshen myself up. I put on a pair of white lacy panties and one of my dads large shirts after i got out. Feeling hungry i went downstairs for some food and let Bobby our great dane in. I sat at the table to eat some toast id prepared when Bobby came under the table to poke his nose into my pussy. This...

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His Adventure Her Adventure

When he looked back over the carcass of what he had, wrongly, as it had transpired, presumed was a happy marriage, he realised that the connubial deathwatch beetle that had done for the marriage had its genesis some six months previously when his wife, his ex-wife, as he supposed was the correct way to think of her, had pointed out an article in the English language version of an Italian publication she liked to read called, “Donna Cattiva.” The article was titled “Swinging the 21st Century...

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POV Adventure

Who’s up for a POV Adventure? Just to be clear, ThePornDude ain’t a video game site, so I ain’t talking about first-person shooters. Then again, there will probably be some projectiles flying away from the camera and towards the other characters on the screen, but nobody’s going to get maimed or killed. Nah, any pretty girls who get shot around here are simply going to end up a bit stickier, a tad creamier, and perhaps a little less hungry than they’d been moments earlier. If they pull off the...

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Futanari Pokemorph Adventure

Part one: The Adventure Begins. -Vanville Town- World renowned Rhyhorn rider Grace and her teenage daughter Leona had spent much of the last few days moving into their new home in the Kalos region. It was exhausting work but that didn't mean that Grace could let Leona sleep in till noon. “Would you go wake that lazy child of mine up Fletchling?” Grace asked a bird Pokemorph. Sitting on top of Grace's dinning table was a creature that looked like a harpy. It's body was...

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The Ghost of Scarlet Mountain a Karl and Merry Adventure

"Sooth, 'tis a tonic to be in the open air once more," Merry exclaimed as Nightshade's booming wings hurled she and Karl among fleecy clouds. "I heartily agree," Karl replied. "Between the scheming nobility and the fawning hangers-on at court I am pleased to be shut of all such nonsense. No doubt you were becoming restless as well, noble dragon." "I was indeed," Nightshade replied. "Food is plentiful in the royal forests, but I crave adventure and to see new things." "We are...

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Indian Honeymoon Adventure

The first thing a married couple dreams of is their Honeymoon. We went on our honeymoon after 5 months (as I had to go abroad for my project and she had to complete her MCA finals) But the 15 days that we stayed after marriage was like a fairy tale. With lots of love romance and Sex. Got to know a lot about each other.Then we met after h2 months and had lots of sex, but Honeymoon was still awaited. It actually brings you close. Plus we wanted a lot of adventure. The story may be long but...

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An Adventure

Cassandra had never done this before. She had heard a few friends describe their adventures when they were able to leave their small town and visit a large city. However, Cassandra was always a little reluctant for fear her father or one of her brothers would hear of her activities and decide she really wasn't old enough to live on her own. In less than ten days she was moving from her parental home into her first apartment. The move to be independent still might not help. She feared the men...

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Sex Adventure

Little did the girls realize they had their car worked on while in the bar. The sadistic team kept them under constant surveillance inside while members outside worked under the hood to allow the car to stop running after about 5 minutes. The group was made up of 6 guys and 1 hot girl. This girl was twisted and gave orders to the guys on what to do. She ran the show. She was a sex crazed maniac. She loved the rush of controlling the men and telling them how to ravish her poor female...

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Millia The Demihuman Cow Adventurer

Today was Lilliana's happiest day of her life. As a single cow demihuman mother of five, Lilliana's life was strained and difficult. Now, all that hard work paid off as a tear ran own her cheek watching her oldest finally go up the stage to receive her Adventurer diploma. The crowd cheered as the group of new adventurers stood by the podium. The cow demihuman family cheered the loudest out of any other group. Their breasts bounced and jiggled with each step they took. "Mom, look!" A blonde...

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Mick and KeriChapter 19 Keri Mick and Friends Have An Adventure

Keri’s nipples are so impressive. When fully erect they are about an inch long and about three quarters of an inch wide. When unaroused they are the same width but shrink to less than half an inch long. The surrounding areolas are a rich brown red clay color and surrounded by many smaller Montgomery Glands. It would seem that her nipples are attached directly to her clitoris. If my hand brushed her pussy her nipples pop up fully. If I pinch a nipple her clit swells. If I do both at the same...

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Rocky Bullwinkle A Lost Adventure

We begin our story in the tiny hamlet of Frostbite Falls, Minnesota USA, population 27, where two of its leading citizens reside; Rocket J. Squirrel and Bullwinkle J. Moose. It looks like they're involved in some intense study. Let's listen in. "Do you have any tens?" "Go fish," said Rocky. Well, it looks like they're more involved in leisure time activities. Unfortunately, a couple of dark figures are approaching their quaint cabin that is sure to break up this relaxing...

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A new adventure

Anne and I have been been married ten years next month. Like many marriages ours has hit some rough spots along the way. About four years ago our journey was dealt a severe blow involving deception and lies. It all started when I came home early, with plans to surprise her with a early anniversary dinner and romantic evening. I could hear the bath running and decided to share my plans when she got out of the tub. I grabbed a beer and noticed Anne’s laptop open on the dining table. I took a...

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A new adventure

Anne and I have been been married ten years next month. Like many marriages ours has hit some rough spots along the way. About four years ago our journey was dealt a severe blow involving deception and lies. It all started when I came home early, with plans to surprise her with a early anniversary dinner and romantic evening. I could hear the bath running and decided to share my plans when she got out of the tub. I grabbed a beer and noticed Anne’s laptop open on the dining table. I took a...

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South American Adventure

South American AdventureChapter OneThe pub was packed with noisy students laughing, joking and drinking.  It was noted for it.  After all, it was the closest to one of the main university halls of residence and as such was very popular.  Cindy sat alone in a corner, hoping her friend would hurry up and arrive.  A quiet, shy girl in her first year at University reading Geography, she did not mix or make friends easily and actually found it quite difficult to be alone in such a lively...

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Belize Adventure

Author’s Note: Thanks, again, to snooper, my editor. Those of you that have read African Adventure will notice a significant passage of time between that story and this one. There is another story that comes between these two and deals in detail with events that are alluded to or briefly referenced in this story. I have elected not to publish that particular story on Literotica because it’s mostly adventure. Frankly, there’s far too little sex to interest most Literotica readers. The story was...

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Sexual Awakening Part Two Italian Adventure

Nan’s encounter with Andre had left her full of confidence and newfound sexual energy. She learned that not only could she enjoy sex, but desired it. And while her fling with Andre was completely gratifying, it also sparked a flame deep within her and the fire was building. With the French countryside well behind her, she fantasized about André as the train moved on. They had said goodbye in Austria, and now she was headed to Italy. She had always been fascinated by the tales of ancient Rome....

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Emma Watsonrsquos African Adventure

Emma loved the feeling of the African sun pouring down on her topless body as she suntanned on the back of their fifty foot yacht! There were only a few men on board: Jack, her guide, the yacht Captain, and two ship hands. Emma was pretty sure they were either sleeping or busy taking care of the yacht.Emma was being careful to not sunburn her titties! So she had put a liberal amount of SPF 30 sun block on her white tits! She wasn’t out to get them tanned, she just loved the heat of the sun on...

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StMartin Adventure

We were young and in love. Only newlyweds, we had not had much opportunity to travel outside of the United States. Sure there were trips to the beach in our home state of North Carolina and we'd gone to Florida to visit family but otherwise we were pretty naïve when it came to international exploration. That's why we were so excited about this upcoming trip to St. Martin.I had an uncle who had a time share and, when his health problems prevented him from taking his scheduled trip, he offered it...

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Our first BBC Adventure

First let me say that My Lady is the type that the more sex she gets the more she wants. The night of our adventure we had dinner and then had her for desert and yes she is very sweet tasting. A very tasty desert indeed. After pleasuring her we were sitting in the kitchen talking, We checked our email and found an email from a friend we met on AFF saying that he was in town and would we like to meet him. It was late and we were getting ready for bed so we gave him directions to our apartment....

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My Sex Adventure

Hello ISS readers, I’m Bear here with a new sexstory of my colleague. Please leave ur comments in The story is described in the first person. Hi, there I’m Rithika residing in Bangalore here with my adventure story.I am 35 years old and a recent divorcee,I was married to Nikhil for 4 years and had a son with him named Arav. After the divorce, he took custody of my son and so I am living alone in my own apartment.Travel has always been my spirit lifter so I decided to take on an adventure in...

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My Mall Adventure

Mall Adventure....It was decision time. Tom was on his back in bed. He wasn't resting, though. He had been struggling to pull up his impossibly tight Lee jeans over his muscular thighs. The rough denim caressed his legs every inch of the way, making every nerve ending tingle with delight. The decision before him was which way to position his throbbing hard-on when he finally closed his fly. There were basically two choices: down across the top of his right thigh, or almost straight up along his...

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Slutty Wife Horny Husband And European Adventure

Hi this is Yug and I am back with another story of European adventure, for those who are reading for the first time can search & read “Dreamy Vocation” series, our first European Adventure (in three parts). For new readers let me tell you about myself and my wife, my name is Yug Dhawan a handsome punjabi from Delhi with Athletic built. My wife is Shalini again a Punjabi kudi with oozing breast size, perfect figure, long legs, beautiful face and extremely fair complexion. The Planning The...

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Fantasy Dreams Sex danger and adventure

sooo.....I've been having these re-occuring dreams. I'm with a group of friends and we are being chased by some good looking, gorgeous tall broad bad guy who wants to kill us and if he catches up he will definatly kill us. No shit. He usually has a weapon on him such as a knife or a gun to make it more interesting. Normally in these dreams one of gets cornered, usually me. (Theres a surprise) I have to first Find my way out of the situation. Push my chest forward, to show him I mean buisness...

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The Adventure

The Adventure It was a typical Thursday night, Mistress Michelle and I were lying in bed watching TV, I was naked as usual and Mistress Michelle was teasing "her" cock by rubbing that certain spot that makes me squirm all over the bed. "Do you have your son this weekend?" she asked. "No he has something going on, why?" I replied. She giggled and said, "Oh you will find out." Then she grabbed "her" cock real tight and slapped it three times real hard. "You are not Cuming...

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Brians Sleep Walking Adventure

Brian's Sleep Walking Adventure By SirBosk1 Brian's Sleep Walking Adventure By SirBosk1? 2005 SirBosk1 This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to write this story. It is...

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The Alaska Adventure

Chapter One - Vacation PlansRodger had dreamt his entire life of going to Alaska and bagging himself a big moose, or maybe even a mouton goat, with a full curl.He had saved for this adventure for over twenty years, it was one of the few selfish things he had allowed himself to indulge in. Roger had been happily married to a beautiful woman named Amanda. They married early, raising two kids; Jesse who was a nineteen-year-old college sophomore, and Lora, an eighteen-year-old freshman in the same...

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Judy8217s Summer Adventure

Judy had mixed feelings when her husband announced that they were going to spend a week on a fishing trip on Lake Michigan. She loved the lake, and a week of rustic living would be nice, but she knew from past experience her husband Ted and their son, Ted Jr. would be spending their days out in a boat, leaving her alone for long stretches. It was an isolated rural area and there wasn’t much to do when you’re by yourself. So, when they arrived at their rented cottage and unpacked, she knew that...

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Wild Adventure

My name is John Simmons I am 62 and a retired Tugboat Captain. My wife Kim is 52 ten years younger then I and still a nice looking woman for her age. We have a 16-year-old granddaughter named Tammy. We look forward to school letting out each year because Tammy comes to visit us for the summer and we take our yearly vacation. This year we decided to go to the Wild Adventure theme park in Valdosta Georgia. Over the years Tammy has become best friends with our neighbor’s Jane and asked if she...

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The Adventurers

In the world of Atros it seemed sometimes that problems spread like a cold. Everyone had them, no one could fix them for good, and whenever they did get fixed, three more came up to take its place. Whether it was rampaging goblins, warring nobles, or kidnapping bandits, there was always something causing problems. But it isn't all bad, where some people see problems others can see profit, so wherever you see a farm overrun by orcs you can bet your ass there's someone right behind with a sword...

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Chyoas adventurer

In the world of Exciom the different clans live in harmony. Dwarves, elves, beastfolk, humands and the like live side by side in both metropolitan towns or separated on the great kingdoms of each race. The kingdoms are well connected through roads and trade lines, however much of the world is in still need of being discovered. The great wilds stand imposingly at the edge of the known world. Many fearless adventurers go into the wilds to bring in the heads of beasts never seen before, treasures...

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A Day of Adventure

The ping of a new notification on my phone echoed through the house, I had to keep the volume all the way up so that I could hear it from the bathroom and make sure that I responded to Daddy as soon as he messaged me to start my day. I have been working closely with my Master for the better part of a year and he has been pushing me to become the true sissy and slut that I was meant to be. Every couple of months I am able to push myself a little further and a little further, the first time was a...

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Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said.As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Leina remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said.As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Leina remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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A Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Lena remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

3 years ago
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A Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Lena remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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A Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Lena remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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The Rookie Adventurer

"Today is the day!" You shamelessly shout into the wind as your family looks on uncomfortably. You ignore their judgmental stares. After years of preparation, you're finally ready to leave your small frontier village and travel to the city to register as an adventurer. For two summers, you worked your elderly neighbor's fields just to learn sword combat from a retired soldier. You spent the autumn with the best hunters in the village learning advanced techniques to aid you against any beast you...

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Susies Hot Adult Motel Adventure

This is a totally fictional story about a new hot wife, Susie, and the rest of the typical words about the characters, etc.. She is a lovely wife, enjoys sexual adventures, and more, so stay tuned, she might go more places than the adult motel represented here. Susie's Hot Adult Motel Adventure Begins- Chapter 1Although we had spent a couple of weekend nights at this adult motel, this was the first time I was able to convince my sexy wife to venture to the pool area. The pool was enclosed, and...

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Maui Adventure

Vacations had come far too rarely for Kris and I over the five years we had been married. Life seemed always to get in the way. We both worked full time in a demanding industry and we had a three year old to care for so finding time for each other was sometimes difficult. On top of all this, we had recently made a move to the Pacific Northwest and changed jobs so the move, new roles, and a tough economy had placed an enormous amount of stress on us. In the process we had sort of drifted apart...

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Twin Adventure

Twin AdventureMy name is Ellen and my twin s*ster is Elaine, we are identical twins, except that I have a small birth mark on the small of my back. We grew up in the country where my parents have a small farm with many an*mals and chores for us to do. I am the girly half as Elaine is more of a tomboy type.As we grew up, she was into sports, outdoor activities and always surrounded by friends. I on the other hand liked playing with dolls, dressing up and generally stayed to myself. While in high...

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Our Threesome A Group Sex Adventure

OUR THREESOME – A GROUP SEX ADVENTURELisa and I had always promised ourselves a horny holiday together in Sydney. It was one of those fantasy trips that one talks about; the sort of conversation you have sometimes about what you'll do if either one of you win lotto. Well instead we received a work bonus, not a big sum, but enough for a nice holiday for the two of us.I should tell you that Lisa and I had been apart for a short while because of separate work commitments. It was easy to book...

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The Motorcycle Adventure

She was turning another year older. She still had the body of a young woman but the spirit just wasn’t there anymore. At 44, she felt like life had passed her by. She worked two jobs to support herself and her two kids after her ex left town. She wasn’t complaining but she wanted a little excitement. Now that the kids were grown what was left to look forward too. Today after work she had stopped off at the local bar with her co-workers. It was her friends birthday so she was trying to have a...

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Island Adventure

It was my first full day in Fiji and I had woken excited to have a day to explore this summer wonderland on my own for the day before my friends arrived. I was half-way through my final year of university and a couple of my best girlfriends had decided to drag me away to some place warm and summery to escape the cold and forget about uni for a couple of weeks. Due to a mistake with our flight reservations, I had ended up flying out a day early, with the instigators of this whole adventure...

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Crown Casino Adventure

Crown Casino Adventure. I love Crown Casino in Melbourne. It’s full of life, fun and atmosphere. The gamblers, the party people, the security staff, it’s all fun. Shops, restaurants, the cinemas, the river — there’s something for everyone. This is a story about one particular adventure I had when I visited Crown recently. I hope you like it. Georgie, my best friend and I, went into town to go shopping. We had both dropped our kids off at friends for the night, and our husband’s, Steve and...

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Ninas unexpected winter adventure

Nina sat idly flicking through a few magazines while she was waiting for her appointment with the dentist. For the last three years, she and her mates had hit Southern California beaches, where they swam, surfed, danced and drank themselves silly for about three weeks solid.This year Nina wanted something different, a much more relaxing and hopefully a more romantic setting place to visit. She closed her eyes for a moment, maybe somewhere with a lake, mountains, spa, hiking trails, and clear...

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The Winter Adventure

I had originally written this story in German and it’s sill ongoing. But as a side project I will give my best to translate this story in English, now I hope you will enjoy it. ****************************** My name is Ben Mueller and my adventure begins on December the 28th, with the trip to a vacation with my best friend Mike Schuster. Like every winter, Mike goes to Austria with his family to a holiday cabin that has been in the family for a long time. Since Mike and I have been very good...

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The Easily Defeated Heros Monster Girl Adventure

This is a side story of The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure that takes place following the events of Book 4: The Vampiress. You can read the other books on Amazon, but this adventure will always be free and exclusive to chyoa.com! Rusty sunset light pours through the mullioned windows that line the great dining hall of the Crystal Sanctum. A feast is heaped upon the table in great abundance. Each tray of roasted meats – whole goose, sugared ham, ox brisket – is surrounded by...

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