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This is the fantasy that was keeping me awake last night after our chat and picture fun…enjoy. It’s 11 pm and I am home, alone and horny as hell. My phone goes off and it is a text from you, “Now…” and your address is all it says, but I know what it means. I jump on my bike, and head towards your house. As I pull into your driveway I notice that the night is still and dark. I park my bike and wonder…should I go to the door, around back…? I climb off the bike and without taking my helmet off, I switch her off. As I do, the garage door begins to open. Unbeknownst to me, you have prepared…you have been horny all day, your pussy wet and aching for a hard cock, and all it has had is your finger, and fingers. You are dripping wet and your clit is hard and throbbing for attention. Knowing that I would respond to your text you took the time to back your car into your garage as far back as you could, to give us room. You brought a blanket for the hood of your car. You even went as far as to unscrew the light bulb from the garage door opener. And there you waited, in the dark, legs spread wide, bent forward over the hood, your left hand buried beneath you, fingers deep in your pussy, playing. Pinching your clit from time to time, sliding a finger into your wanton, swollen cunt. In your right hand, the garage door opener. Waiting, waiting, waiting… for me to arrive and shut off my bike. Imagine my surprise then, as the garage door slowly opens, and I find you, bent over your car. Your fingers buried in your dripping cunt. Your beautiful ass thrust up into the air. Silently begging me to fill it with the hard cock you have wanted all day. You are all pink and purple and wet and wanting. Gorgeous. You even went as far as to place the garage door opener atop of your ass in the last moment as the door began to open, as a gift to me. As it does, the light from my bike flashes you and exposes your beautiful naked pussy and ass to your neighbors, if any happen to be driving by, for who could know at this hour. Maybe the k** next door is out walking his dog. Who could tell? You had to take that chance though, the excitement is to wonderful, the anticipation too rich. And you knew, you knew how much this would turn my cock instantly hard and that I would be dying to slide into you the instant I saw you like this, this gift to me. Slide deep and hard into you, to satisfy all of those naughty urges you have had all day. You stay there, bent forward, feet spread, waiting silently for me to take you now. Fingers still deep inside yourself as you hear my footsteps. At least you do hope that it is me, perhaps it is just some lucky stranger who is willing to satisfy your pleasures tonight. And at this point, it does not matter to you. You would let that lucky stranger fuck you madly, if indeed it is him. The steps draw near but you are frozen, unable to speak. You know how I am, he is, looking at your pussy, enjoying your wetness your fingers still deep inside yourself, forgotten. You hear a zipper, and another. You sense a presence behind you. “How will he, fuck me?” you think to yourself, hard, slow, quickly, “…in my ass!?”. You hear a shuffling behind you and you finally feel a warm leg press up against your ass, as a hand reaches up and pressing you against your car hood trapping your own hand hard against your pussy. While another reaches up to remove the garage door opener from atop your ass. You are stunned, still not finding your voice. As you notice that the garage door has begun to close, you do finally look forward into the windshield for some kind of clue in the reflection. What you see grips you, but it only makes your pussy drip that much faster running down between your legs, wanting that release: A man in a motorcycle helmet and jacket, unknown, unseen. Suddenly you hear words escape your lips, you aren’t even sure is your own voice. “Oh god, please. FUCK me!!!” As you give yourself over to this stranger in a motorcycle helmet, you think to yourself “oh my god…” Your mind is a whirl, your thoughts are everywhere, your clit is still throbbing wildly, so hard you just don’t think you can take it any longer, your pussy has never ached in this way before, this is mad !! And you feel a very hard object begin to part your wet cunt lips, finally giving you what you have so needed: filling the deep needy places inside of you. And I begin to thrust my hard cock in and out of you, slowly in the darkness of your garage, on the hood of your car.




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All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

1Aoife, the Queen Maker - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Romance, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =  The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made.This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland."Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I...

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A Second Visit from Saint Michael A Halloween Story

A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving one of the “old gods” of Mexico and much of South...

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The Garden Bench Backstory

I have seen this lady a couple of times now, as it turned out, always on the 16th of the month, always at 2:30 in the afternoon. There always seemed to be purpose in her visit. Her visage purposeful.On this summers day, she looked so beautiful in her pink summer calf length frock. I looked at my watch and decided to take my break. Life in the gardens for staff could be hard physical work and for me, a young guy on placement from horticultural college, this was my life. It was all I ever wanted...

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Strangers on a Train part 3 Restaurant Shennanigans and a Bit of Backstory

I woke up to the warm pressure of Sofia’s supple skin pressed against my naked body. Did last night really happen? How could this woman be real? It seemed to good to be true. But, it was true, every glorious moment of it. I lay in bed lingering for a moment, taking in Sofia’s scent, nose nuzzled against her graceful neck. The improbable geometry of her body, the physical manifestation of quadratic functions, created a topographic map comprised of rolling hills and valleys beneath the...

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Backstory

Note: I mentioned in ‘The Next Morning’ that it was part of a longer story. Well, here’s the beginning of that story, drenched in the grief of a man who has lost his wife, who wakes up every morning wondering how to go on and then, one day, wakes up on a private island in the South Pacific. He’s comfortable enough. There is a beautiful beach house fitted out with every known amenity (and some that are still unknown). But the grief stays with him. And then, on the first anniversary of her death,...

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I Wish I Had Gone FishingChapter 5 The Backstory

When I crawled to Sally, too weak and sick to walk, I suspected my end was near. It felt like life and energy was ebbing out of me. I thought I was dying, so I panicked! Throwing caution to the wind, the hell with the consequences, like someone parched, I sucked life giving fluids from Sally’s pussy, my fountain of life. Immediately, I began to feel better, stronger. My mind cleared. Sally had been gang raped! What was I swallowing? I remember the damp towel now. Sally must have used the...

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Truck Guy Beach ShowerChapter 3 Backstory

I need some critical history about Erin before I go on. In high school (two classes), nursing school (three classes), and at her first job (at the lunch table) my wife was exposed to some feminist views that were stronger than the mainstream. All preached the same militant tune: “my body, my choice!” Each of the classes spent at least a month looking at fairy tales, traditional stories, literature and popular current authors to find the “subtle chauvinist themes.” The first example they all...

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Baseball Player to Baseball Wife Complete Story

Hazing To the real Gina-I wish there was a Thomas to make your dreams come true. On behalf of your sisters, we always knew that you were wearing our clothes! Lol In 2016 Major League Baseball banned the hazing practice of having new players wear dresses. This story is about a MLB player and his experience with the hazing ritual. Mike Young was living what many American men would consider the ultimate American dream. He was a starting pitcher for the California Seals, MLB newest...

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Wendy8217s erotic story

Ben is a very good friend of mine. We met in scouts when we were younger and became fast friends. As well as all the normal scouting trips, we also would get together during the summers whenever one of our moms was willing to give us a ride across town. Ben went to a private school so weekends and summers were the only times we really had to hang out. Wendy is Ben’s little sister. Wendy was always the cutest little kid. When I first met her she was maybe six years old, and she was always bubbly...

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