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Lazy Sunday Afternoon

Lazy Sunday AfternoonBy SchneiderVerseAfterDarkLos Angeles…The soft ring of Sam’s PearPhone on her nightstand reverberated throughout the bedroom on the lazy Sunday afternoon for the two occupants that shared the room.Cat barely registered the faint sound across the room due to the increasing pleasure flooding her brain as her blonde roommate kneeled between her spread legs and delicately kissed and licked her inner thighs and outer lips while the redhead lazily reclined on her bed, partially...

3 years ago

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Lazy aunt

I am Rishi from Mumbai. Any one want to contact me to share their experience and interested contact me in & I am a student studying in college. I am 20 yrs old and I used to watch lot of porn. This is about me and my Hot mom’s elder sister. It is not exactly a hardcore sexual incident but some thing that turns me on even today. She was 45 then medium built 5 ft 8 in 60-65 kgs with good buttocks and medium breasts. I always had a hard on for her because of her lazy elegance. She had this...

3 years ago

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Lazy Afternoons

It was a sunny, lazy Sunday morning. Not too much going on except for a massage I had to do later in the day. As I lie in bed I imagine how the appointment will unfold. The anticipation making my pussy aching to be touched. Just thinking about it was making me very, very horny. I reach into my night stand to find my favorite friend a very thick dildo that would have to do for now. Spreading my legs I tease myself with it as I turn it on and let it rub against my thighs, my mound and of...

4 years ago

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lazy

There are days when you annoy me so much I just want to fuck you senseless so you can’t talk and annoy me further. There are other days when you’re so sweet I just want to lie you down and show you how much I love you. Last night… Last night was completely different to any of those nights. You just got out the shower and entered your room with just a towel covering your naked body, the water dripping from your wet hair down to the top of the towel, down your cleavage. I want so much to lick...

2 years ago

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Lazy Sunday

A sleepy stretch. My fingers and toes splayed as I glimpse the early morning light. I roll over to snuggle into you. My fingers lazily play on your chest, drawing soft circles. I look up at your peaceful face and see the drool running down your chin. ‘Hmmm. Very sexy,’ I giggle to myself. My gaze leads me down your form and I see the familiar curve of the blanket. I take a brief peek underneath and see that your cock is drooling as well. ‘Oh yes, very sexy.’ I slide down, careful not to wake...

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Lazy Day or My boring day turns to porn filled orgy heaven

There wasn’t really anything on TV. Steve had taken the children camping for the weekend, but I had to work so I had stayed behind on my own. It was Saturday afternoon and I had spent the morning inspecting some new homes that Al and I were listing for sale. I got home just after one, and felt like having a lazy day. I ran a long bath and then poured myself a glass of wine and relaxed in the deep water, enjoying the peace and quiet. I sipped my wine, then put it on the edge of the tub and...

4 years ago

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Lazy Day or My boring day turns to porn filled orgy heaven

There wasn't really anything on TV. Steve had taken the children camping for the weekend, but I had to work so I had stayed behind on my own. It was Saturday afternoon and I had spent the morning inspecting some new homes that Al and I were listing for sale. I got home just after one, and felt like having a lazy day. I ran a long bath and then poured myself a glass of wine and relaxed in the deep water, enjoying the peace and quiet. I sipped my wine, then put it on the edge of the tub and...

4 years ago

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Lazy Days

She stepped out of the shower. A slight smile tugging at her mouth. It was Sunday and there was nothing pressing she had to do. Well not exactly true, she could feel her body pulsing. She had gotten a little carried away when shaving. It felt so good. As she dried herself, she ran the towel over her freshly shaved mound and moaned slightly. She was so sensitive. It felt so good. She slipped her fingers into her cleft. Feeling the slick wetness between her lips. Her hips bucked slightly as she...

4 years ago

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lazy days

while out in the garden my mrs was just finishing sort the large paddleing pool out. When she hears a knock at the back gate she goes to answer it there stand the fit postman with a package he has no pen so my mrs goes for one as she come back she drop the pen as she looks up all she can see is his erect penis in his trousers she look at it and he smiles she stands up and put her hand on his hard cock the postman picks her up and put her in the pool with all her clothes on her wetlook leggins...

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ALazy Sunday Part 2

As the week wore on, I began to wonder if Sunday wasn’t really a dream. To have your wife tell you that she wants to have sex with another woman, while you watch, is a little hard to believe. And as Monday moved to Wednesday, and Wednesday to Friday, there had been no further mention of that lazy Sunday morning conversation. I wanted to ask her if she was still interested in pursuing the idea, but I was afraid I would appear too eager. I thought that the idea might be a bit fragile. Like if I...

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Melody Smiths Schooldays

Melody Smith's Schooldaysby Eve AdorerChapter 15 – My Vacation Vocation Supremely aroused as I had become holding the divine Deneel in a tender embraceas the ultimate phase of Maiden Mead making had been given over to me,a long tepid shower was needed to lower the summit of my ardour and saveme from the evil compulsion to touch myself. My body came down from its peak of heat but very slowly. My mind continuedlost in the maze of lust for the remainder of the sleepless night through whichI...

2 years ago

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Wet Workdays

Ms. Marietta Miller was a slave driver in the old sense. She tolerated no slacking, didn’t allow breaks and made you redo your work if she found just the tiniest mistake. And all this even though she wasn’t old -- in fact, she was the second youngest in the office, which didn’t make things easier. With her twenty-five years -- ten less that my thirty-five, for example -- she often rubbed us the wrong way, but there was nothing we could do about it. Mr. McCormack was hardly ever in the office,...

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Fun in the hollidays

Hey all I am Da (name changed) 21yr old. This incident happened to me when I was in high school. I always have strong appetite 4 sex as most of teenagers do. But to me it was something more when compared to others. After the final exams I recieved a call from my aunt & she invited me to her place as there were holidays going on. Even my cousin also insisted me to come. I agreed and left for there. Its about 2 to 3 hr journey. I directly went inside the house as there was none. But when i...

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holodays

I was then around 22 and in college every year myself ,younger brother and my sister spent our summer holidays in my the village home of my aunt was my father’s sister.she was a widow and lived in this big house with her youngest son harish who had married two years back and now had son born only a few month’s back.harish worked in some government office inspite of his being the near owner of the huge property and income that my aunt had. The house built by my uncle was large and spacious set...

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RuneswardChapter 64 Rainy Days and Onedays

“You might as well just come out and say it,” Gillen said around the succulent venison she was chewing. As usual, she was taking her evening meal with her old mentor, Tergin Givens. The two had transcended their original teacher-student relationship and had become good friends. Gillen looked up into the evening sky. There was no moonlight or starlight to provide light. Nearly the entire day had been dark, with black and gray clouds rolling over the sky. Towards the evening, the wind had...

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Porn4Days

Hmm, Porn 4 Days. I’ve always been a fan of a quick wank, but I also like a nice, long marathon session of flogging the ol’ bishop. Why settle for a few minutes of smut when you can have porn for days, am I right? To that end, Porn4Days.com is yet another free porn tube serving up what seems to be an endless feed of porn.The thing is, telling me you’ve got porn for days isn’t that much of a big deal anymore. Hell, a site only needs 48 hours of material before it has literal porn for days. A lot...

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Lazy Sunday

My name is Marcus Shay. age 24, I was born in Ireland but moved to the states when i was 13. i'm pretty well built and open minded so combined with my accent I've never had trouble attracting people and as a result was a bit of a playboy. That was until I met my angel that is My girlfriend, Mei, is a gorgeous asian woman. She has a natural beauty that doesn't require any make though she still wears it despite my constant insistence on this fact. Despite the stereotype she actually has...

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Lazy Summer Daze Chapter I

Somehow, I manage to get out of bed, and get myself dressed and ready. Slinging my backpack over my shoulder, I head out to that place known far and wide as a college student's saving grace, Starbucks. Luckily, when I got there the line was nonexistent. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all. After grabbing an espresso, I make my way across campus to my 10:30 Psychology class. My phone reads 10:20, so I take these 10 minutes walking to scope out the girls making their way to their...

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Lazy and Not Morning in Bed

Isabella could feel the warmth of the sun blanketing her body as the light slowly woke her from a very restful night. She enjoyed the feeling of the warm light and snuggled the soft body next to her. It took her a moment but she realized before long that she was not snuggling Ethan, and he was not even in bed. She started a bit before she remembered he had said something about having to go to a job early so instead she settled to enjoy snuggling Paula a bit more in the morning sun.Paula was...

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Lazy Evenings

‘I think they’re finally asleep…’ I closed the door softly and he looked up from the computer. ‘Getting any writing done?’ ‘A bit…’ he looked back at the computer and shook his head. ‘I’m stuck.’ I came to stand behind him at the desk and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, planting a small kiss on his neck. He put his hands on my arms and leaned back a bit, making a soft, contented sound. ‘I’ll figure it out eventually.’ We sat in comfortable silence for a second, both staring at the...

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Lazy Summer Afternoon

What a long week it had been! Ferrying around a sullen, moody teenager to his driver training classes…and back and forth to his job, which ended far too early in the morning…unpacking boxes after a move that she hadn’t really wanted, but needed anyway…trying to hold it all together. It was wearing on her. Badly. But today, the break in the horrid mid-summer heat, along with the brand new hammock her best friend had gotten her as a house-warming gift, would break this funk she was in. She was...

3 years ago

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Lazy Saturday Morning

I told her my weakness. I shouldn’t have, I know. But I didn’t anticipate just how useful the tiny piece of information that I shared with her would be… or just how often she would choose to exploit it. I’d thought at the time that it was only fair to ‘throw her a bone’, as she’d unwittingly revealed many weaknesses of her own through our numerous conversations. I should have known better… I knew that calling her mine made her weak at the knees, grabbing her by her hair made those luscious...

2 years ago

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Lazy Sunday Afternoon

(This story is only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere then it has been stolen) It was early, Sunday afternoon. The sun was streaming through the window, silhouetting my lovely missus, as she bustled around the kitchen. Since we’d had an early lunch, the kids were off out, playing with friends. It was delightful, just the two of us. She’d just poured boiling water into the cafetiere and the room was filling with the aroma of the rich, delightful Colombian blend. The...

2 years ago

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Lazy Sunday Morning

A cool breeze floats through the open window on this early March morning, and with it come the glorious sounds of birds, the neighbor’s dog and the distant laughter of a child. Sundays are infinitely slower when we play hooky and lie in bed together. The wind lifts the window curtain, and your fingers brush the hair from my cheek with a feather-like touch. I slowly drift into consciousness and realize that as I lie here with my eyes still closed, you’ve been watching me sleep. A smile teases...

4 years ago

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Lazy Weekend Book 1

He looked up at the night sky that was littered with hundreds of thousands of suns burning strongly thousands of light years away. Yeap. Stars were indeed suns. So technically suns were also stars. The black velvet sky was mesmerizing to him, as if it told him an entire other story. Stories of another world, of another dimension. A cool breeze swept across the city, dragging the city’s heat from the surface, and also seemed to usher all the worry out from one’s soul and into the dark night. He...

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Lazy Cumday Afternoon

I woke to the glorious heat that was coming from the bright sunlight as it gleamed through my bedroom window, gently caressing my light skin. As I opened my eyes everything was slightly fuzzy and far too bright for my liking. I shut my eyes again quickly and laid my arm over my face protecting myself from the sunshine. I could feel a gentle breeze coming in through the window, which sent shivers through my body, leaving my skin bumpy from the goose bumps. I could also feel that my nipples had...

3 years ago

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Lazy Sunday

I was dozing in the chair after having drank a few beers while watching the football,I felt my head get pushed forward, then it all went black as a hood was pulled over my head. The hood had a draw cord on it that was quickly pulled tight,my hands came up to try and free myself but as they did, click click handcuffs were on my wrists. Roughly I was pulled from the chair and dragged away. My hands were lifed up above my head and secured, Hands were then removing my pants leaving me naked from...

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Lazy Sunday Morning

A cool breeze floats through the open window on this early March morning, and with it come the glorious sounds of birds, the neighbor’s dog and the distant laughter of a child. Sundays are infinitely slower when we play hooky and lie in bed together. The wind lifts the window curtain, and your fingers brush the hair from my cheek with a feather-like touch. I slowly drift into consciousness and realize that as I lie here with my eyes still closed, you’ve been watching me sleep. A smile teases...

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Lazy Saturday with Daddy

I woke up late on Saturday morning. The house was very quiet. I guessed that Mommy and Daddy had gone somewhere and I had the house to myself. I stretched and rolled around in my big soft bed. It felt so good not to have to get up and go to school today. In fact there was only one thing I could think of that felt any better than this. My smile was shy and secretive when I thought about sitting on my Daddy's lap and feeling his hands rub all over my naked skin. Nothing felt better than...

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Lazy Afternooon Ride

She rode her paint mare down the worn trail through the dogwood trees that dotted the ranchland, usually in clusters but occasionally one would stand alone. Shrubs also populated the arid spread, which extended several thousand acres. Its boundaries met only by the foothills in front of the mountains. Sierra looked around her, guarding her eyes from the hot sunlight that shone down on everything blow it, without favoritism or mercy. Her mare snorted when she tugged on the reins and then...

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Lazy Afternoon

Note: This is unrelated to my story arc with Vicky, although her name does briefly come up. There it was. My temporary vacation, in the form of a cylindrical knob with ridges around it for ease of grip. It hung against a wall of white tiles, and it was decorated only with a large black "H" at the end. I cranked that knob counter-clockwise as water came rushing faithfully into my bathtub, slowly filling it up. My body was sore in plenty of different places - I'd spent much of the previous few...

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Sweet Tuesdays

Every Tuesday morning at nine minutes past ten Kay says to her husband, ‘I’m off to town Tom.’ Tom always replies, ‘Have a nice time dear,’ then he laughs and says, ‘Give him my best wishes.’ Kay smiles and replies, ‘I will dear,’ and then leaving the house she makes her way to the bus stop and catches the nine fifteen bus into the CBD. Had Tom known it his joking remark about giving an make-believe lover his best wishes was closer to the truth than he knew, but to explain that and tell...

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Wild Wednesdays

A couple in the swinging lifestyle make their weekly pilgramage to a private club. Wednesdays have been punctuated by a young woman who puts on quite a show in one of the anything-goes areas. Caitlyn's husband is in the crowd of onlookers while she sits alone in the public area. She's not alone for long.Wild Wednesdays“Mind if I sit down?” asked the black man with the muscular build.“What, you’re not going to join the others?” she said. He looked toward the wide doorway that led into the back...

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Girl Fridays

Girl Friday By Gingerfred Man Chapter One - Casual day Lemon or baby blue? Perhaps pink? We all know what they say about girls who wear black panties, don't we? [Giggle] Fridays can be such a challenge. I mean, I had been wearing panties every day since my boss, Mr. Everhard's, "Girl Fridays" decree six weeks ago. But on Fridays, besides panties, I wore the miniskirt, stockings, garter belt and big heels to work too. On Monday through Thursday, when I'm wearing icky boys'...

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Girl Fridays

Girl Fridays Belladonna The car came to a stop as Vern Lowry pressed down the brake and put the vehicle in park. He pulled off his black sandals and slipped his black, opaque tights covered feet into the pair of 3? inch high heeled pumps he had placed into his pocketbook that morning. Vern smiled at the shoes as he buckled their thin ankle straps. Once he finished buckling the shoes, Vern lifted his wife's black aviator sunglasses off his nose and checked his appearance one...

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Alexa Chapter 34 Mondays

Alexa Chapter 34: Mondays God, I hate Mondays! I always have. I think everyone does. Getting back into the grind of everyday life was never any fun, but today was even worse. The events of the previous night cast a pall over not only my feelings but most of the state. Sure, the Vikings lost yet another NFC Championship, we were used to it. But the way they lost was so unlike the way the team had played all season was confounding. Add to that the sheer joy that had been created...

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I love Fridays

I love Fridays. Fridays I start drinking in the late afternoon. I’m not an alcoholic, it’s just that I need to unwind once a week after chasing my two kids and husband, and doing all the housework. We make a point to get the kids out of the house on Fridays. My husband usually drops my daughter at my parents’ and we give enough money to Jason, my son who is a high-schooler, for going to the movies or whatever.Then my husband comes home and we have drunk, wild sex.This Friday was different...

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Foot Fetish Fridays

I was so excited! Who would have ever thought that only one month after graduating from college, I would land such a great job? Even though my starting position was to be one of the receptionists at a growing internet fashion company, it was still such a lucky break for a twenty-two-year-old to get her foot in the door. After a week of training, I was ready to report and when I entered the large building, it was so modern and revolutionary. Huge flat screen computers filled the tables and very...

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Mistress on Tuesdays

mrs_rchl1::kissychickzdigmeyup:hi!mrs_rchl1:hey there!mrs_rchl1:im so glad i caught you againchickzdigmeyup:me toomrs_rchl1:ive been so busy with work its hard for me to find time to get on heremrs_rchl1:spread those legschickzdigmeyup:can you see me?mrs_rchl1:anyone in the room with you or are you alone?mrs_rchl1:yeschickzdigmeyup:i'm alonemrs_rchl1:cant hear you thoughmrs_rchl1:rub yourself through those jeansmrs_rchl1:get into itmrs_rchl1:moanmrs_rchl1:fuckmrs_rchl1:are you all alone in the...

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Thursdays

I checked the time on my phone. It read "3:56" just as my computer made that shutdown noise. Perfect. I'd worked through lunch just to achieve this. I pulled on my jacket, keeping the phone in one hand and texted while one of my fellow escapees pressed the down button. "You home?" I sent, my phone chirped as it sent the message and the elevator binged its arrival. I'd have to wait for the reply -- the elevator blocked my service. But I could wait, I was in an awesome mood, because it was...

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Skinnydipping Sundays

(A tryst of fate series: #2 brought to you by Dr. MaxMon) Skinny-dipping Sundays, by MaxMon The doorbell rang again and Peter answered it dressed in Hawaiian shorts with a beer in his hand. As he opened the door splashes were heard from the pool out back, along with faint yells and playful conversation from the small group of partygoers who had already arrived late in the morning. Greg and Brenda greeted Peter at the door with smiles and happy feelings since they had grown accustomed to each...

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E076 Birthdays

The last couple of days of their vacation pass as wonderfully as the vacation started.  Back home Emma and Donald fall into a routine.  The pool is finished, and it is all they could want.  They spend many afternoons in it for an hour or so playing and swimming to relieve the tension both sometimes feel from their days.  They spend their evenings playing at touching, licking, sucking and entering each other.Regularly they visit the basement room for some exercise for Emma.  She notices that...

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Bloody Wednesdays

Well the big day had finally arrived. Almost three months had passed since my sky-diving adventure and 'Those who know' had decided it was time for me to go home. They tried to give the impression that I was well down the path to recovery but I knew that my medical insurance was about all done and it would be hard to get anything from the outfit that had put me in hospital in the first place. I had received one visit from that bastard instructor but he left in a hurry when I managed to throw...

3 years ago

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The Joshua Diaries Underestimating Tuesdays

I had been playing with my cock for about an hour. You know, edging. I kept watching the precum ooze out of the tip of my cock and thought, “I need to get laid, bad.” I was hanging out on Manhunt, but it didn’t look like a promising night. It was a Tuesday; not much of a fuck night. I was about to give up and jack-off to a hot blog story, when my mail icon started flashing.  “Like your look, man.” I opened his profile; Brazilian, 180, 6’2, 26, good shape, “love it wild”. But the guy didn’t have...

3 years ago

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The Joshua Diaries Underestimating Tuesdays

I had been playing with my cock for about an hour. You know, edging. I kept watching the precum ooze out of the tip of my cock and thought, “I need to get laid, bad.” I was hanging out on Manhunt, but it didn’t look like a promising night. It was a Tuesday; not much of a fuck night. I was about to give up and jack-off to a hot blog story, when my mail icon started flashing.  “Like your look, man.” I opened his profile; Brazilian, 180, 6’2, 26, good shape, “love it wild”. But the guy didn’t have...

2 years ago

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Thursdays

Thursdays Thursday nights I reserve for something special. It's always for the twoof us, with the express goal to bring us closer together. Marriage can wearout if you aren't careful. It has to be kept alive, nurtured, and it takesattention and effort. That's my job, to be proactive and take the initiative.From the beginning we agreed on certain roles in our relationship, privilegesfor each of us balanced by individual responsibilities. I got the short straw,the one where you win the dominant...

3 years ago

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Brown Thursdays

©1997, All Rights Reserved Andie and I used to play around nearly every Thursday afternoon for most of a year. On Thursdays, her mother took her kid sister to soccer practice after school, and we had the house to ourselves. After the first few times, we seldom fucked in the conventional way. Andie worried too much about getting pregnant and neither of us much liked the feel of wearing a rubber. Sometimes I would slide my cock into her naked and withdraw just before cumming. But after an...

3 years ago

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rainy days and mondays

Rainy days and Mondays !! Monday morning, who needs them! in the street people jostles for position in queues, pavements begin to fill with men and women going to work. In your house there was a different atmosphere, for today a special person was visiting, A local beauty agency was sending a new apprentice to your house for some training in massages and waxing. You took a shower and awaited the arrival of the apprentice. To get you in the mood you put on a silk dressing gown and some...

3 years ago

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My Father The Maid Chapter Three A Case Of The Mondays

My Father, The Maid, Chapter 3 A Case Of The Mondays By Sissy Oona. Sleep came easy that night, I was frankly a bit worn out from the amazing sex we'd had. I was awoken by the door to the room opening and the click of heels on the wood floor. I cleared my weary eyes to see my father entering the room carrying the breakfast tray I had become accustomed to seeing in the morning. Noticing I was awake my father curtsied to me, he then set the tray of food on the chest of drawers sitting...

4 years ago

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I Hate Mondays

I hate Mondays, I'm not too keen on Tuesdays either and the rest of the days of the week all depress me to some extent. Everything bad that's happened to me over the years has always been on one of these days. Take last Monday for instance... There I was, at work early in the cold and the frost, and the automatic timer hadn't worked yet again and my office was like a refrigerator. Being a dispatcher for a small transport company in a small country town in the middle of nowhere had lost a...

2 years ago

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Sarah Porters Schooldays

Chapter 1. In which Sarah arrives at Harkwood AcademyThe large stone edifice of Harkwood rose up through the trees at the end of the gravel drive, looking like something from the opening scene of a Merchant Ivory film. It was Sarah Porter's first look at her new school. The taxi took almost five minutes to traverse the winding gravel road from the front gate and the closer she came to her destination, the more apprehensive Sarah became.She was excited to be sure, but a new school was always...

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Tammys Schooldays

Somewhere in a universe far far away. Sexual disease is unheard off and people can do what they want, when they want, where they want just so long as they don't frighten the children or startle the horses. I woke at six and padded off to the loo. After peeing I washed my hands and brushed my teeth before heading for Billy's room. Great, Sally had stayed overnight, I liked Sally. It had been a hot night so the pair were lying on top of the covers. Billy with an early morning hard on. I...

2 years ago

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Good Old Fashioned Schooldays

Little Sally Grant was new to Saint Bernard's Private School. She had transferred in just before the Thanksgiving holidays. She was only in school for a single day when they all went on a four day holiday. The Principal's name was Sister Regina. She was described to Sally as "The Terror" by her new stepsister Angela. Angela had spent her entire school lifetime at Saint Bernard's and knew all the "ins and outs" of Catholic school existence. Her new foster residence friend was almost 19...

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Alone For The Holidays

Here it is the afternoon of Christmas Eve and I am sitting all alone at my kitchen table with a bottle of Jim Beam and my gun. I’m not a big drinking man but I did get the Jim Beam whiskey to build up my courage to do what I’m about to do. You see, this is the first Christmas I would be spending by myself in my sixty- four years of life. My wife of forty-two years died three months ago leaving me alone. Not everyone has Happy Holidays. I can see that now. It’s not that my...

2 years ago

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Mia Chapter 6 UnHappy Holidays

(Note from the author: Without giving too much away this chapter does not contain any 'sexy' material. If you have been following the story then you will know why. This chapter is pretty much damage control. That said hope you like and lots of cool stuff to follow. H xo)Two weeks and two days, sixteen days, just over a fortnight. It didn’t matter how she put it, at that moment it was the same amount of time since the evening she spent with Jesse and until the day she would be going home for the...

3 years ago

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Alone for the Holidays

Thanks for ‘Techsan’ for his editing of this story. * Here it is the afternoon of Christmas Eve and I am sitting all alone at my kitchen table with a bottle of Jim Beam and my gun. I’m not a big drinking man but I did get the Jim Beam whiskey to build up my courage to do what I’m about to do. You see, this is the first Christmas I would be spending by myself in my sixty-four years of life. My wife of forty-two years died three months ago leaving me alone. Not everyone has Happy Holidays. I...

2 years ago

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Frosh Fun Fridays

It was on a Wednesday in the first week of September 2003, at the start of term at Fairweather Private School in Montreal that the year’s crop of freshmen made their way into the auditorium of the 100 year old Academy. The school prided itself in being exclusive, traditional and somewhat above the law. But, as many alumni were lawyers, the school managed to adhere to the letter, if not spirit, of the law in carrying out old-school traditions. Frosh Fun Friday (aka FFF) was one such near by not...

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Saturdays

SaturdaysI rang the number in the local paper. An older man answered.“Mr. Stevenson, how may I help you?”His voice sounded friendly if slightly formal. Nervously I replied.“I’m, uh, ringing about the gardening job you advertised…”“Oh, good” he replied.“So can you handle tools and outdoor work?” he asked.“Er, yeah… no problem.” I replied.“Well,” he said, “It’s quite a large area and it needs a lot of tidying up so I’m looking for someone who’s hard-working and reliable.”“I can do that…” I said...