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LOIS IS STILL LEARNING

Lois Drager, another of my Pleasant Street neighbors, is a teacher at the local high school, chairperson of the English Department. Her ex-husband, Rod, used to teach there, too. He was the phys. ed. instructor and football coach. Unfortunately for Rod, he and his friend Donny, who taught auto mechanics, got arrested for messing around with some of the female students a few years back.

Rod and Donny are still serving their jail sentences. Lois divorced her husband and managed to weather the storm. She’s still teaching.

What’s ironic about this situation is that Lois had a sexual relationship one of her students, too. He was a sensitive, talented young man named Freddy Allen. In fact, Freddy was the man who awakened Lois’s sexuality. He gave her her first orgasm, and many more afterward.

Lois broke off her relationship with Freddy long before her ex-husband got involved in his scandal and to this day no one knows what happened between Lois and Freddy. That is, no one but me.

Like Melinda Williams, Lois hasn’t seen her young lover in quite a few years. Freddy went to college, just like Donnie Perkins did, and is now doing an internship with a theater company in New York. His parents still live in town, though, and it just happens Freddy’s home for the weekend. Mrs. Drager was an important part of his life, and not just because she was his first lover, so he plans to drop in and see her while he’s in town. In fact, I think that’s Freddy going into the Drager house right now…

LOIS LEARNS MORE NEW LESSONS

Lois had been working in her garden and didn’t want to go to bed dirty, so she went into the house, took a shower, then dried off. Since she planned to go to bed in a little while, she slid on a white cotton nightgown. An expensive, fancy one that was cut very low in front, had lacy trim along the deep Vee front, and buttons holding it together over her ample breasts.

She didn’t usually wear such daring things to bed, especially since she was divorced and lived alone, but she hadn’t done laundry in a while, and this was the only nightie she had left in her dresser.

She slipped a pink and white striped satin robe over the gown and started downstairs, intending to watch a little TV, then go to bed. As she came down the steps, she heard someone knocking on her back door open, so she headed for the kitchen. When Lois saw who was at the door, her heart began to pound and she found it difficult to breathe. She reached a trembling hand for the door and opened it.

Freddy Allen, a former student of hers stood there, his face flushed. ‘Hi, Mrs. Drager,’ he said. ‘I…I hope you don’t mind that I stopped by unannounced. I…I’m in town for a few days, visiting my folks, and I…I had to see you.’

‘I…I don’t mind, not at all, Freddy,’ Lois replied. ‘Please, come in.’ She stepped back, he walked by her into the living room and took a seat on the sofa. Lois stood there for a few seconds, looking at the young man who was once her lover. He’d filled out a bit, and didn’t seem to be as chubby as he was the last time she’d seen him. Maybe it was her imagination, but it seemed to her he’d gotten handsomer, though.

Lois went into her living room and sat down in a chair facing Freddy, carefully pulling her robe over her legs. Her mind was a whirl of confusion. She was glad he was here, and as she gazed across the room at him, she found herself wanting to make love with him again! Deep inside her, warmth began to glow.

‘How have you been?’ Freddy asked.

‘I…ah…I’m OK,’ Lois said. ‘I’m fine.’

‘I-I heard about Mr. Drager,’ he continued, ‘My mom sent me the clippings. That…that must have been awful for you.’

‘It…it wasn’t easy,’ Lois admitted, ‘but I was surprised how nice people were. I mean, hardly anybody blamed me for what Rod did.’

‘I-I’m glad to hear that,’ Freddy said. He wasn’t sure why their conversation was so stilted. He looked at the auburn-haired woman sitting across from him and realized she was just as beautiful as she’d ever been. Her body was still lush and curved, her hair framed her pretty face, which didn’t seem to have aged a bit. God, he wished he could have a chance to make love with her again!

‘How are things going with you?’ Lois asked. ‘I understand you’re doing an internship with a theater company in New York.’ She really didn’t want to be having a conversation, either. She wanted to take Freddy in her arms and have something else. She shuddered at the lascivious thought.

‘It’s off-Broadway, but I’m learning a lot,’ Freddy told her. He got to his feet and walked over to where Lois was sitting. ‘I…I’ve missed you,’ he said softly.

Lois stood up and put her arms around him. ‘I’ve missed you, too,’ she replied. ‘I think about you a lot.’

‘You do?’ Freddy asked, a little surprised.

Lois nodded. He covered her lips with his, slid his arms around her, and pulled her against him. Lois clutched the young man against her. Her tongue slid into his mouth, seeking, probing, and was met by his. Yearning, already present, grew and began to take control of her.

Freddy knew now that Mrs. Drager wanted exactly what he did. He untied the belt around her waist, pushed her robe down over her shoulders, and let it whisper to the floor.

‘You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen!’ the young man said reverently, gazing at Lois. He cupped her breasts tenderly through the soft cotton gown.

‘Please, Freddy!’ Lois begged, trembling, ‘Oh, God, Freddy, please!’ The contact of his fingers on her erecting nipples was unbelievably sweet! Rapturous sensations rocked her. Her legs went weak. ‘Oh!’ she moaned. She wanted him! She needed him! ‘Come on!’ She took his hand and led him to her bedroom, steered him to her bed, then let go of his hand and laid down.

Freddy shed his clothes and joined her. He kissed her again and, exultantly, Lois kissed him back. His hand slid under her gown, onto her bare breasts, electrifying her. He opened the gown, then his hands and lips began working on her breasts. Soon she was shaking with longing. His hand slid over her belly, between her quivering legs, and began exploring her rapidly moistening vagina.

‘Ah!’ Lois groaned. Her hips rocked upward, presenting her body to Freddy’s caresses. More shock waves of passion ripped her when his finger slid between her puffy, lust-drenched labia.

‘Don’t make me wait! Oh, Freddy, please don’t make me wait! It…it’s been so long, I want you in me! I…I need you in me!’ Lois cried, experiencing a degree of urgency she’d known only with him. She sat up, pulled the gown over her head, then laid back.

Freddy rolled on top of her and raised his hips. He grasped his erection, guiding it toward her opening, then he sank it into her warm, snug channel.

‘Yes!’ Lois hissed as the young man’s thick cudgel pressed into her. ‘That’s it, Freddy! That’s what I need! Give it to me. Give it all to me!’

As Freddy shoved deep into her, Lois gloried in the stretched, filled sensations he awakened in her hungering body, sensations she hadn’t experienced in so long! He began thrusting, each plunging movement shoving her higher up the scale of passion. It was so good!

‘Take me! Oh, Freddy! Take me!’ Lois groaned, clutching his buttocks. ‘I need you so badly! Oh, darling, I need you so badly!’

Then, suddenly, gloriously, an orgasm burst through her. ‘Freddy! Freddy! Freddy! Yes! Oh…yes! Take…me! Take me! Take…me! Please! Oh…Please! Oh…please! Oh…please! Yes!’

‘Me, too! Me, too! Unnhh!’ Freddy groaned. His hips banged against Lois like a trip hammer as he exploded batch after batch of his hot, creamy sauce into her.

Afterward, they lay locked in each other’s arms, enjoying the afterglow of their communal pleasure. ‘You’re so wonderful!’ Lois said, clutching him to her. ‘You make me feel better than anyone ever has!’

‘You’re the best for me, too! I think you’re wonderful!’ Freddy said, and kissed her.

Lois looked at him and was thrilled by the adoring way he gaped at her nakedness.

Freddy began caressing one of her breasts.

Lois shuddered and felt her nipples harden. ‘Oh, God, Freddy! How can you turn me on like this?’ she murmured.

Her fingers found the young man’s nipples and teased them to points of hardened flesh. To her delight, Lois heard Freddy gasp with pleasure. Thrilled at the reactions she was evoking, she bent her head and took one of his rigid nipples in her mouth. If he liked having her touch his nipples with her fingers, he’d probably love it if she sucked on them! She certainly loved having her nipples sucked!

‘Ah!’ Freddy moaned.

‘Do you like that, Freddy?’ Lois asked. That he did was obvious, and thrilled her no end. She loved making him feel good! Making him feel good made her feel good, too!

‘Oh, yes!’ he replied. ‘My God! Yes!’

She resumed making love to him, her lips blazing a trail of fire over his body. When he rolled on his back, Lois, out of the corner of her eye, saw that his cock had begun to rise again. She grasped it, feeling the heat, the growing firmness, and the sticky remnants of their earlier joining. Her kisses moved across his belly, through his kinky pubic hair, to the base of the distended pole.

Getting on her knees next to Freddy’s hips, she took the shaft in his mouth, clasping her lips around it, moving her head slowly up and down the swollen wand that gave her so much pleasure.

Freddy went wild as Lois’s lips began to move up and down over his swelling, tender rod. He looked at her kneeling there, her breasts hanging, erect nipples pointing at the bed. He slid his hand over her soft, smooth skin while her lips traveled up and down his throbbing shaft.

‘Oh, God, Lois! That feels too good! I’m so close!’ Freddy gasped, his hips rocking.

Lois took her mouth off him, swung her leg over his body, then settled herself on his newly-revived pillar. It slid into her easily, cramming delightfully full. Her fluttering hot cavern engulfed it and caressed it. She looked down at her young lover, saw the look of ecstasy on his face, and was delighted. ‘You like this, don’t you, Freddy?’ she asked.

‘Oh, yes!’ the young man groaned. He arched his back, driving his cock deep into her.

Lois pressed down, overjoyed by the powerful sensations being administered to her by his swollen shaft. ‘My God, Freddy, you’re huge!’ she exclaimed. ‘It feels like you’re in me all the way up to my throat!’ She pushed herself erect and began to rock her hips. The motions caused his erection to whip around inside her, creating delightful bedlam in her super-aroused body.

‘Oh! Freddy!’ she moaned, her hips moving faster and faster, her breasts bobbing. ‘This is lovely! This…Ah! This is incredible!’

Freddy watched lovely woman ride his cock. Her face was flushed with passion and her gorgeous breasts quivered. He felt his hot sauce bubbling inside him, then it gushed through his penis and blasted into her, filling her to overflowing.

‘I’m coming!’ he cried. ‘Take it! Take it! Ahh!’

When Freddy’s molten juices bathed her insides, Lois could stand no more. ‘Yes, come, darling! Come for me!’ she urged ardently, ‘Come in me! Fill me! It feels so good! Oh…Oh! Freddy! Oh, Freddy! Yes! Ahh! Yes! Yes-yes-yes-yes-yes!’

Lois quivered through another awesome orgasm, then lay atop Freddy enjoying the aftermath, feeling his penis soften and slide from her. The departing organ tickled as it left her body. She felt his arms slide around her. This was wonderful!

Finally, she slid off him and rolled on her side, facing him. ‘I’ve never been as satisfied as you make me!’ she told him. ‘Never!’

‘I’m glad,’ he said.

They snuggled together and fell asleep for a while.

Lois, lying on her side with Freddy pressed against her, spoon-fashion, was awakened a little later by sensations that resulted from the young man’s hand squeezing her breast. And there was something warm and hard crammed between her buttocks, too. He kissed her softly on the neck as he caressed her.

Lois put her hand on the one caressing her breast and pulled it against her. ‘That feels marvelous, Freddy!’ she murmured. Passion, evoked by the young man’s caresses, once more cascaded over her. She pressed back against him and felt his rigid shaft sliding between her buttocks. It felt startlingly good!

Freddy’s hand left her breast, traveled ever-so-lightly down her body, then over her rounded belly. Through her pubic hair it moved, probing the area where her thighs and body joined. Lois, experiencing stratospheric levels of desire, raised her leg and laid it back over Freddy. He took the hint. His fingers found her clit, grasped it, and he began stroking it, jarring her with exquisite sensations.

‘That’s it! Oh darling, yes!’ she moaned. ‘That’s it! I love it when you play with me!’ Her hips began moving and the tip of the young man’s fleshy pole, jutting between her legs, rubbed against her labia. The dual contact of Freddy’s fingers and penis soon had Lois writhing with need.

‘Put it in me, Freddy!’ she begged, ‘I need you in me again!’

The wild motions of Lois’s warm body magnified the libidinous feelings Freddy was experiencing. He shifted position and the head of his penis began plowing between Lois’

labia. He felt her hand touch his wand and the next time he thrust forward, she guided him into her.

‘Yes, Freddy! Yes!’ Lois groaned. She quivered and her hips jolted as he plunged into her.

Freddy continued strumming Lois’ clit as his shaft plunged in and out. ‘Oh, God, Lois! I…need…you!’ he whispered in her ear. ‘I…need…you, too!’

‘Oh! Freddy! Ahh! Freddy! I…Oh! Freddy!’ Lois babbled, her mind awhirl with wild sensations, as his plunging cock continued to thrill her.

Then the joy she wanted was again hers. ‘Freddy! I’m coming! Now! Now!’ she cried as orgasm detonated inside her. ‘Give it to me! Now! Now! Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me! Now! Now!’

‘Take it! Here it comes! Take it!’ Freddy cried, as his pulsing penis pumped his juices into her.

Afterward, they lay in each other’s arms. Lois kissed Freddy. ‘You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me!’ she said.

‘I think you’re wonderful, too,’ he said, and kissed her.

‘I wish you didn’t live so far away,’ Lois said. ‘I hate to think I’m going to have to wait another two years before I see you again.’

Freddy grinned and kissed her. ‘You won’t have to wait that long,’ he said. ‘I’ll be coming home every other weekend.’

‘Oh, Freddy, that’s wonderful!’ Lois exclaimed.

‘That’s not all,’ the young man said. ‘Our company is going to come here to town to do a series of short plays at the high school. And…’ He paused, grinning, ‘I want you to come to New York some weekend. I have friends who work in some of the big theaters. I can probably get us good seats for a show like Phantom, or Miss Saigon. You want to do it?’

‘Of course I do,’ Lois told him.

It was late, and Freddy did have to get back to his parents’ house. Lois walked him to the door. Before he left, he kissed her.

‘The next two weeks are going to be really tough,’ she whispered, clinging to him.

‘They’ll be tough for me, too,’ Freddy replied. ‘You could always quit your teaching job and come to New York with me.’

‘Freddy! I-I couldn’t do that!’ Lois exclaimed.

‘Why not?’ Freddy replied. ‘Think about it, we’ll talk some more in a couple of weeks.’

‘Could I actually do what Freddy suggested?’ Lois wondered as she watched young man walk away from her house.

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WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR? Mel Blake and his wife Carla have lived on Pleasant Street for a long time. Mel’s best friend, Bert Hicks, doesn’t live on Pleasant Street, but he’s there a lot, visiting Mel. In fact, it looks like he’s just pulled into Mel’s driveway. Bert forgot that Mel is away for the weekend. His wife isn’t home and he’s at loose ends. Sometimes when people are at loose ends, they wind up doing things they don’t usually do. Is it possible something’s going to happen here? I know...

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Pleasant Street Ch 10 Pt 0304

FRIENDS AND LOVERS The ultimate betrayal occurs when a person sleeps with their best friend’s mate. Or does it? After all, what if they’re attracted to each other and find themselves thrown together unexpectedly. It isn’t as if they’re planning to run off with each other. Maybe what they’re doing will result in more pleasure for everybody involved. Ron and Linda live on Pleasant Street. Lynette, Linda’s best friend from college, is staying with them for a while so she can get over a very...

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Pleasant Street Ch 08

Chapter 8: High School Class Reunion Hank Silvers grew up on Pleasant Street and attended the local high school. He was kind of a nerd in high school and didn’t have a lot of success with girls in those years. He moved away a long time ago and has become very successful since. I hear he’s coming back this year for his class reunion at the local high school. Rumor is that his wife isn’t coming with him, either. Rosalie Timmons still lives on Pleasant Street. Back in high school Hank had a...

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A pleasant surprise

A pleasant surprise After a short period living in Boston, Victor and I moved again to Atlanta, a place where a hard big black cock could be found easily around the street corner.My dear husband was still flying abroad every week, leaving me home alone for several days … and not only alone but horny also.I started working for a lawyer firm downtown. One of my coworkers was a black young man called Aaron, he was newly married to a white pretty girl; so, I supposed he was enticed to white women.I...

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Garys Golf Outing Chapter 15 Pleasant Dreams

Chapter 15 - Pleasant Dreams On my way to Kimberly and Christie's condo, I drove under the speed limit so as not to attract attention from state troopers. But I was greeted by light-blinking and horn-honking from several 18-wheeler jockies. You'd think these assholes would be watching where they're going instead of trying to look up women's (and cross dressers') dresses. My blouse was revealing some cleavage and my skirt was showing my garters holding up my red fishnet stockings, so...

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A Very Pleasant Evening at the BallparkChapter 2 A Very Pleasant Evening at the Ballpark Continued

The next couple of innings passed in a pleasant glow. Jenny was still a bit tipsy, but she was happy, comfortable with herself (finally), and very into both the game and me. And of course, the little bitch couldn't resist continually asking me how my nuts were. I just smiled and said they were fine. Payback's a bitch, and especially so if it's a surprise! At the start of the ninth, when the eager-to-be-firsters started streaming for the exits, I led Jenny up the steps one last time, to...

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The House on Montague Street

Then early last summer there was some activity. Trucks going up and down the street. But I never saw anyone. I didn't think much of it until school started. I was now a junior in high school. My name is Devon, most call me Dev. I'm about the most average kid in our school. 5-8, skinny, brown hair, brown eyes. I just blend into the scenery. I didn't have trouble with anyone; I had enough friends. I was hopeless with girls. Maybe because I didn't play sports, or maybe I was just...

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The man across the street

The man across the street.... As long as I can remember people had remarked how with my pretty face, slight build and general demeanor I should have been a girl. After my parents had died in a car accident, I now lived with my glamorous young aunt Charlotte who was a business woman who owned a chain of upscale fashion boutiques. Now, being a hormonal 16 year old adolescent, I was fascinated by her totally glamorous and sexualized way of dressing. Always wearing the highest of heels...

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The Lady of Bathe Street

Look, I know I should've looked in the rearview mirror, okay?I know.I mean, I know now.I should've looked in the rearview mirror, or twisted to look out the back window, or hell, I guess I could've washed my car so the goddamn backup camera wasn't covered in dirt.There's a lot of things I should've done. There were a lot of things I could've done. The fact of the matter, my friend, is that I did not do those fucking things, and I ran over the crazy old lady who lived down the street.Well, okay,...

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The Cuck Across the Street

So it is a nice warm summer night. The k**s are all outside playing in the street and I have my garage open and I am working on my bike. Just a check over and a very good cleaning. I was planning on heading out tomorrow for a ride just to get away for the day. The night was cooling off finally and I pulled out a lawn chair and popped a beer. I was just sitting on my drive when one of the neighbors came over to say hi. I offered Dave a beer as I found out his name.he grabbed another chair and he...

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The Mean Street

"You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop: THE TWILIGHT ZONE."--Rod Serling *** The Mean Street ... A TWILIGHT ZONE story By Anon Allsop Marlene was a young girl that had made poor decisions all throughout her life, decisions that for one reason or another would haunt her until the day she would die. A day to be determined on the mean...

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Andrea Street

Bob Casey is an expert skier. He wished that he had the talent to make the United States Olympic ski team. He was in awe of the skiers that did, both men and women. Three winters ago, he was at the bottom of the nine turns that start the "Nose Dive" at Stowe, Vermont, with Billy Woods. Billy hollered to him above the shrieking of the wind, "There she is, whoa!" A woman in full tuck, clad in the red, white, and blue of the American ski team flashed by, down the fifty-eight percent grade, at...

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How I met my wife on the street

This happened in the summer of 2010. I'm just a normal guy with a good job and I have never ever just straight up picked a girl up off the streets. When I go to work I have to drive through the South side of Richmond Virginia every day and I see them d**g up crack hookers working the street trying to find some d**g money, 80% of them I wouldn't even want to talk to or touch with a 1000 feet poll. Occasionally...I may see one where I'm like well dam what is she doing out here? But even then...

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Franklin Street

Weak sepia sunlight warmed the wooden draining board, tiny feet kicked excitedly at the prospect of auntie Katie’s arrival. Seated on his precipitous perch, the little boy could barely contain himself, his baby eyes seen only the chink of light as Katy appeared at the door with his mother ‘ma wee soul, come tae Katy ma wee lamb, it’s yir birthday darlin’ come an’ see whit ah’ve goat fur ye ‘ Katy pulled his little body into her fur coat and swirled him dizzy in her bosom. She grinned her...

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Sin Street

He saw her wandering down the most famous street of debauchery and sin. Despite the immense crowd of drunken fools, he easily picked her out, sliding easily through the crowd as if it were the Red Sea parting in front of her. Many of the other men in the crowd saw her too. It was hard not to stare- a petite brunette, long hair to her waist, with a tight body emphasized by the tighter jeans hiding her long legs, topped off with spiked heels. Even in her high heels, she moved with a grace that...

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Little Twitch Down The Street

What a fucking tease! That fourteen-year-old little tease loves to strut her stuff for me. Today Amanda was wearing a bra that made her big tits stick straight out in that tight short white sweater. The sweater was form fitting around each of her breasts enhancing them nicely. Her ultra low raise blue jean mini skirt showed a whole lot of skin below her bellybutton. I swear that it was low enough to show pubic hair if she hadn’t shaved it. Plus that micro mini skirt just barely covered her...

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Anita and some workers across the street

Anita and some workers across the street That Saturday morning I was glad to have a day for myself, really a free day… But close to ten o´clock some repetitive hammering from the workers putting a new roof on my neighbor`s house across the street made me finally wake up… I stood naked in front of the mirror looking at my body, looking carefully specially my round buttocks and my thighs. Suddenly a strange motion behind me called my attention. I turned around and saw I was standing directly...

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Snatched off the street

Never take a shortcut you aren’t’ familiar with was what I was taught as a young k**. ‘Don’t go down dark alleys.’ ‘Always walk where other people are, in a crowd or something’ Well this time I didn’t listen to that warning, and cut across some train tracks to save some time going home in Brooklyn, NY one night. No one was around, late afternoon, so I thought, why the hell not. I was walking down an empty street lined with trailers left behind by trucking companies that closed for the day....

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Deadend street

My name is John Doe and I am in my third year in college. Every year my parents go on a vacation for a month and I come back to house sit. That way I can mow the lawn and take care of the pool. I also help my old coach teach soccer. I love the game and it keeps me in shape. My parent’s house is in a dead-end street and the field is at the end of the street. Just cross a couple of trees, jump the creek, over the fence and you’re there. So it’s much closer than my apartment. I help Monday,...

2 years ago
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Crossing The Street

"You say you want to," came the brusque voice over the phone, "but you don't, not really. I can hear it. I know your type, you're too frightened." I nearly panicked. "No, no, please, I need you to teach me, please. Please I want to..." "You want to what?" she sneered after my pause. "You can't even say it, never mind do it." I heard her scoffing laugh through my cell phone and felt the sting as if she were right there. "I don't have time for this bullshit, Sonia." "No, really, I mean it, I...

Reluctance
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Anita and some workers across the street

Anita and some workers across the streetThat Saturday morning I was glad to have a day for myself, really a free day... But close to ten o´clock some repetitive hammering from the workers putting a new roof on my neighbor`s house across the street made me finally wake up…I stood naked in front of the mirror looking at my body, looking carefully specially my round buttocks and my thighs.Suddenly a strange motion behind me called my attention. I turned around and saw I was standing directly in...

3 years ago
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Snatched off the street

Never take a shortcut you aren't' familiar with was what I was taught as a young k**. 'Don't go down dark alleys.' 'Always walk where other people are, in a crowd or something'Well this time I didn't listen to that warning, and cut across some train tracks to save some time going home in Brooklyn, NY one night. No one was around, late afternoon, so I thought, why the hell not. I was walking down an empty street lined with trailers left behind by trucking companies that closed for the day. When...

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The House on Sackett Street

The House on Sackett Street A love Story By Elizabeth Jane McDonald PROLOGUE The long hell was finally over and the government men left the house. I was alone at last in my new home. Alone, at last, with my new identity, my new name, my new past, and my new future. I was happy... and sad. I walked around the house for a while. It was filled with nice furniture, nice linens, and nice pictures on the wall. The living room was complete with a couch, two nice overstuffed...

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The Madam of Fletcher Street

THE MADAM ON FLETCHER STREET   by Mistress Tressa The madam had just turned sixty five years old, but for her there would be no social security. Madam Lorraine had a scant employment history, for the past forty years she had operated a high class bordello on Fletcher St.Nestled in an older and affluent neighborhood, the two story house was one of the city’s best kept secrets. It catered to the wealthy and prominent, elected officials were amongst the most frequent clientele. It had never raided...

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A girl across the street

The first house I bought was across from a student home. My study room was right in front of the student home. I would spend some of my evenings and nights in my study room gaming or working at my computer. In the room right in front of mine lived a beautiful young lady with dark hair and about 1.75 meters tall. That would be around 5 foot 9. I had already noticed her several times walking by. We had exchanged some smiles. I also could look very well into her room, especially when it would be...

Voyeur
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The Street

I was younger then. Much younger.But I was even then hooked on bondage. I remember the exact moment when I became interested in SB. I was sitting in a small adult theatre in Copenhagen and was watching a succession of BDSM films. Back then it was 8mm (non digital) and usually the theatre owner strung them together on one large reel so he didn't have to change reels more than every twenty minutes. As a woman it was fairly unusual to sit in an adult theatre with a load of groaning men huddled...

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The Woman Across the Street

"And I want every speck of dirt off that window. Do you hear me, Isidor? Every speck." "Yes dear." Isidor Rosenberg stood at his 17th floor kitchen window. It was 90° with no breeze, and the apartment was as hot inside as it was outside. Isidor breathed heavily as he smeared Windex ® around the windowpane. His wife, Dara, had been harping at him to clean the windows all day. 90° or not. Those windows will be cleaned. Isidor stopped and stared out the window. He could see a bit of the Manhattan...

Masturbation
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Twelve Maxbridge Street

This is a record of a fantasy, not an attempt to describe a real life dungeon, about which I know almost nothing. Also, the story is heavily influenced by classic French erotica and so does not dwell on the main character's inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be for everyone. THE BEGINNING He looked around his spacious, sparely furnished, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window...

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Streetchild

He swung the car around violently on the deserted road and drove back to check what his headlights had lit up. It was late, very late, and he’d been drinking – but nevertheless he was certain his eyes had not deceived him.He pulled up by the kerb where the bundle of rags had suddenly moved as he drove past. It was raining heavily now and as he searched for some sign, he was getting thoroughly drenched.A slight movement made him turn quickly. And then he saw the eyes. Two large bright eyes...

4 years ago
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The guys owning that nice dog across the streetbi

I was again on all fours onto my marital bed; my wet cunt being pumped for the third time by Twister, the nice Great Dane across the street.My girlfriend Helena had caught me fucking that sweet dog and she had left.But then I heard other footsteps climbing the stairs to my bedroom. This time it was not Helena; but those spoiled teen agers across the street.Luke and Matt were the real owners of that nice Great Dane, although their slut mother had trained him to fuck desperate housewives around...

2 years ago
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Streetcar

Streetcar By Emily Carlisle It was a beautiful, lazy summer's afternoon; I guess that's why I had dozed off. Fortunately, I woke up just in time for my stop. I stepped off the streetcar... Streetcar? ...and started across the street, being careful to look both ways before crossing. I suddenly realized just what I was doing, and stopped dead. I was way beyond confused, and coming up fast onto a real panic. There hasn't been a streetcar through here since at least 1966; I...

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