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RAJASTHANI INTERLUDE.
I just turned 30, had left one job and was about to start working for a new company, but wanting a break from the routine of the daily grind, decided to take a road trip through the deserts of Rajasthan before taking up the post. The old Jeep was cleaned up and packed with all the necessary gear, spare parts and tools to keep it running, my tent, and of course provisions, as I was headed into a rather sparsely populated area where the villages and towns were few and far between.

The first few days of my trip were uneventful, I saw the usual tourist sites, did the usual touristy things. But then as I drove into the hinterland the desolate places began to beckon me and I headed deeper into the desert away from the demands of everyday life. I was about 5 days into my trip and as evening approached I started to look for a place to camp. From my maps I saw that there was a small lake fairly close, and decided to spend the night there. I drove towards the lake and started to skirt the edge looking for a decent spot which I could use, and soon found an ideal site. It was an enchanting place, a small hillock at the foot of which was spread the shimmering waters of the lake, a grove of tamarind trees which would give me shade and a nice level area to erect the tent.

I parked the jeep and began to set thing up. While busy with the task I was suddenly conscious of being watched. Looking around I could not see anybody but could feel eyes on me. As the evening drew on so did the feeling that I was not alone. I cooked my meal for the night and then decided to have a bath before eating. Walking down to the edge of the lake I saw a figure standing near a rock on the side of the hill. Taking a detour from my path I went up to the spot and found a young goatherd with his flock. He would have been in his late teens, maybe 19 or 20, lithe and slim with longish hair matted and uncombed, dressed in a singlet and a grubby white dhoti, which tied in the usual Rajasthani fashion, clearly delineated his thighs and crotch. With my smatterings of Hindi, we were able to communicate a bit.

He had a fold for his goats a little distance away. He heard the arrival of my jeep and was surprised to find another human in a place where few other people ventured. I invited him to share my dinner, glad for a bit of company after a few days of being alone in the desert. He seemed a shy and diffident lad, but quickly wolfed down a portion of rotis and dhal I had cooked. After we finished our meal, I took the dirty vessels down to the lake to wash up and decided to have the delayed bath as well. Normally I would have stripped naked, but removing only my shirt and trousers, I remained in my underwear, out of deference to the boy’s presence. As I ventured out into the cool waters, he squatted at the edge of the lake and seemed to be a bit amazed at my daring. Plainly he did not know how to swim. I came back to the shallows and started to soap myself. When I began to shampoo my hair I noticed that the boy was intensely interested, and on inquiring, I discovered he had only rarely seen or used soap and had never heard of shampoo.



I invited him to join me and to try it out. Readily he stripped off his dhoti and singlet and quite unabashed at his nakedness, he had nothing on under the dhoti, joined me in the water. His body was smooth with no sign of any body hair on his chest or belly. He had a trace of shadow on his chin and above his lips where his beard and moustache were just beginning to grow. And just light stubble around the pubic area which showed he had shaved it in the recent past. His face was attractive with the normal rather sharp Rajasthani features.

I first helped him to soap his body and then asked him to do the same for my back. While soaping him I behaved in a decent manner and kept my hands away from his crotch and ass. After rinsing off the soap I started to shampoo his long and rather tangled hair. He seemed to enjoy the sensation. After a while he automatically turned to face away from me so I could work the shampoo into the back of his hair. As he turned I noticed that he was starting to become erect. I had noticed his “package” when we were having dinner and though hidden in the dhoti it seemed to be of a nice size. Now it was abundantly clear that he was reasonably hung for his age and that he was no stranger to sexual arousal. His cock was of medium length, neither thick nor thin, hooded, and with the glans just peeping out of the foreskin as it rose towards erection. It was straight, with no sign of bend or curve and without any veins running under the skin. As a matter of fact it was the prettiest and most handsome cock I had ever seen. As I was working on his scalp with my fingers, he let himself sag backwards towards me and soon his slender body was pressed against mine. My response was evident to him very soon.

When he felt my arousal he pressed even harder against me and slowly undulated his hips so his buttocks moved in a circular motion against my cock and thighs. Then reaching up for my hands which were still entangled in his hair brought them down the front of his body to his now rampant cock. When I grasped his now fully erect and hard cock in my hand, he slipped his hand between us and clasped my own hardening cock through my underwear, pressed the crack of his ass against it and changed the circular motion of his butt to a vertical up and down movement. In a few minutes I was as hard as stone and thoroughly turned on by the eroticism of his presence and actions. He turned towards me again and very shyly indicated I should remove my undies, which I speedily did. Holding his cock flat against his belly he pressed his lithe body against mine, slipped my cock between his thighs and clenching them slightly created a perfect passage around the hard shaft. He directed me to hold his ass and to start moving backward and forward. Well lubricated by the water we were standing in my cock slid in and out easily and smoothly. This action caused his cock to rub up and down on my stomach and very soon I felt him stiffen even more and to start leaking pre cum.



He pulled away from me and turning, bent over, spread his legs wide and thrust his backside towards me. His ass was lean and the cheeks small. His action caused the crack to open wide and expose the pucker hidden within. It was a clear invitation for me to fuck him and I lost no time pressing my cock to the inviting hole. Holding his hips I thrust forward and slid slickly all the way in till the base of my cock was up against his ass cheeks. He had been fucked before and was easily able to accommodate the length and thickness of my hot hard cock. Using long full strokes I fucked his ass as deeply as I could reach. Soon I was approaching the point of explosion. I stretched one hand around his body and found his cock; it was still hard and stiff. A very few strokes of my fist along the length was enough to make him start his own ejaculation. Feeling the pulses of his ejaculation pass within his body and along the full length of my cock caused me to shoot my load deep in his backside.

Panting, we pulled apart and quickly rinsing off the shampoo from our hair and remnants of soap from our bodies we left the lake and went to my tent. I used a towel to dry off the water from his body and hair. Seeing him in the dim and diffused light inside the tent was like looking at a slightly fuzzy image. His body was familiar, similar to the bodies of other boys I had dallied with before, and yet new and strange, as was his face. I kissed him full on the lips and he responded, kissing me back and then probing his tongue into my mouth. We sank down on to the rugs on the floor still with lips locked together. He settled back and pulling me slightly above and over him, pressed the length of his body to mine. I transferred my attention to his nipples and chest, licking, sucking, and kissing. As I moved my mouth lower to his navel I could feel his cock begin to rise again and soon it was pressing harder and harder against my leg. It seemed to be trying to draw my attention. I eased away from him and allowed it to spring up and stand free, thrusting itself from his body with an expectant air.

When I bent my head and took the erect cock in my mouth he let out a gasp of surprise and dropped back, flat on his back and arched his hips upward as though to slide the full length of his cock down my throat. Within a very few minutes I could feel him reaching climax. He tried to push me off indicating that he was about to ejaculate. But I did not release the pulsing cock head from my mouth and the next second felt the salty, creamy cum flooding in. He came in waves and I was surprised at the amount of ejaculate he produced, much more than he had done at the lake just a while earlier. Allowing some of the cum to dribble out I retraced the path of my downward journey, back up his stomach, his navel, his nipples and finally to his mouth. He showed no restraint and eagerly tasted my mouth and the remnants of his cum on my lips and tongue. Surprisingly, he then pushed me backwards till I was lying flat and commenced to do the same things to me. He kissed and licked my nipples and stomach, paying just the right amount of attention to my navel and lower belly before engulfing my cock in his hot and wet mouth. He soon brought me to the point of ejaculation for the second time. Just as I had not allowed him to withdraw his cock from my mouth, he also would not allow me to remove mine from his mouth and swallowed the full load of cum I finally deposited there.



For the next few hours we explored each other’s bodies to the utmost. Though he was only a boy he seemed to have had quite a bit of experience with gay sex and did not shy away from performing any of the actions. In many of my other encounters with boys I have often found a reluctance or even an aversion to performing oral sex acts and sometimes also to having these acts performed on them. With this simple village lad I discovered an eager and willing partner, ready to do and try everything and anything.

Sometime in the middle of the night after exhausting all our energy we went down to the lake, walking stark naked in the moonlight, hand in hand like a pair of long time lovers, stopping now and then to sample a lingering kiss or a fondle. After thoroughly washing away all the sweat and stains from our bodies and hair, we went back to the tent to sleep wrapped in each other’s arms till almost 8 am the next morning. We were roused only by the bleating of the goats wanting to be let out of their pen to graze and drink. While he watered the animals I cooked a meal. Our vigorous exertions of the previous night had left us ravenous.

After we had released the goats to graze and eaten our breakfast we returned to our sexual diversions. Very soon after starting, he bent over and invited me to fuck his ass again and this I did eagerly and again deposited the full load of my ejaculate deep in his backside. We then returned to our oral pursuits and pleasures. At one point later in the day while indulging in a session of 69, I was on all fours, in the doggy position, straddling his body, with him lying flat under me, our cocks in each other’s mouths, when I was overcome by the desire to feel his cock bury itself in my ass. Releasing his hard cock from my mouth I asked him to get up and to fuck me. At first he was not willing, but a little persuading from me had him move behind me as I remained in the doggy position. I had also been fucked before but it had been a long time since I had felt a cock enter my ass. The sensation of his hands griping my hips and his hard cock pressing itself to the entrance of my back passage was extremely erotic. Thrusting my ass backwards towards his body as he was pushing forward with his cock caused my hole to expand and engulf the very erect member with a smooth action. Very soon he was plunging the full length of his hard straight cock deep into me, his balls bouncing off the back of my thighs just below my ass with each stroke and the sound of his stomach slapping on my ass cheeks was a rhythm in itself. It did not take him long to reach the point of no return. Reaching back I laid a restraining hand on his ass, indicating to him that I wanted him to ejaculate within me, as I had done to him earlier and on the previous day. As he came in waves I felt my ass fill and brim over with his cum. It was quite amazing the amount of cum he produced time after time. As I began to feel his erection subside I reached behind me again, and holding him to me I sank down on to the bed, making him lie supine on top of my prone body, his now flagging prick still inside my wet ass.


As I had known it would, I soon felt his cock come to life again. It slowly burgeoned in my backside, till it was stiff and hard, filling my entire passage with its presence. This time well lubricated by his earlier outpouring of sperm and lubricating fluids the feelings generated by his now erect cock in my ass were more intense, the sliding action, slippery and smooth. Very soon I was raising my hips off the bed and meeting his forward thrusts with backward thrusts of my own. His body was pressed along the length of my back, his feet balanced on my heels and lower calf giving him the leverage he needed to plunge his hard prick into my eager ass. He was able to sustain the in and out motion, his cock sliding into me to its full length before pulling out again, his shaved pubic stubble roughly rubbing on the tender skin around my hole, for a much longer time before he approached his second climax and the point of ejaculation. Before he could pass the point of no return I signalled him to stop. Both our bodies were slick with sweat as he slid off me with a look of consternation on his face. As he squatted there with his cock beginning to lose its erectness, I can but wonder what passed through his mind.

He must have thought something was wrong, or that he had done, or not done something I wanted, to be denied attaining his climax. He looked most crestfallen and woebegone. I quickly turned so I was lying on my back and drew my legs up till my knees were almost level with my ears. This caused my ass to tip slightly upward and to open the hole to full view. It was still slightly open and pulsing, from the passage of the recently removed cock. The sight of me lying so expectantly exposed and inviting was enough to make his face light up and his now drooping cock rise to hardness again.

Having understood the purpose behind the change of my position he was quick to kneel in front of me and with a broad grin on his youthful face, enter my waiting backside again. His cock and my ass were still wet and slick and the feelings generated by the re-entry of the hard shaft into my passage were very intense as was the pleasure we both derived from being able to see the expressions on the others face. In this position I could feel his cock reach far deeper in my ass bringing me exquisite pleasure. His body was supple enough to allow him to dip his head and take my cock head in his mouth just as he completed his final stroke. I felt his cock throb deep inside me with the force of his ejaculation, and felt again the waves of cum flooding my ass hole. His lips on my cock brought about my own climax. My cock slipped from his mouth and sprayed both of us with cum. Bringing my legs down on either side of him we lay there completely spent , bodies sticky with ejaculate and sweat both satisfied to the core.





Later I learnt from him that that was the first time he had ever fucked anyone. He had been introduced to gay sex by other goat headers, but as the youngest among them, he was always made to play the bottom boy. He had been fucked by them a few times but never had had the chance to penetrate another guy. They knew nothing of oral sex and had never done more that merely fucking him. Neither had anyone ever sucked his cock before I had the previous day. His responses to me and my actions were purely derived from his innate sexuality. His use of his tongue when I kissed him was a natural continuation of the kiss. As was his sucking of my cock, a result of the sensations he had felt when I had sucked him. Over the next few days he proved adept at learning the ways and methods of obtaining the best results from both oral as well as anal sex. He would allow me to fuck him in any position I desired and for as many times as I could manage to get an erection, just as he would fuck me as long and as hard as I wanted and as many times as I felt like it. But he would never initiate the action himself. He would only fuck me if I requested him to do it. He would start any other sort of play or action without hesitation but never initiated anal sex with me except at my invitation. He proved to be an ardent sucker and had wonderful control of his mouth and tongue and would take my cock far deeper into his throat than I could do with his.



I spent 5 wonderful and delicious days and nights in his company, all of the nights and many hours of the days were passed, naked and tumescent, in fervent exploration of each other’s orifices or utterly spent and languid, bodies slick and slippery with the fluids of ejaculation mixed with our sweat, lying supine, recovering from the aftermaths of sexual arousal and gratification, either under the trees, in the crystal waters of the lake or in the confines of the tent. Then the necessity of returning to the daily grind of normal life intruded, as did lack of sufficient supplies. Reluctantly we parted. I was not able to return to that region for quite a few years and I never saw him again. Unfortunately I had no camera to take his photograph. Only the memories of his face and body remained, dimmed by the passage of time. When recollecting the chain of events while writing this story it all came flooding back into sharp focus. The recollections of all that we did to each other, the pleasures we derived from sharing our bodies without reservation flooded my mind and senses. I wonder if he remembers our meeting and time we spent together and what he feels about it all.


Finis.


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Lisa was feeling wonderful. Here she was, sitting at the breakfast table in the dining room of a smart hotel in London. To one side she had spread a number of tourist brochures and leaflets, all with information about the terrific things to see and do in this, the most exciting city in the world, all ready for her to pick and choose her activities during this four day midweek break. Only a few weeks ago if anyone had suggested to her that she would be here now she would have said that they were...

3 years ago
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Late Night Interlude

It had been a long day and Jeanette was exhausted. She walked through her front door and immediately kicked off her high heels. They flew across the room, a shining blur of red vinyl smashing into a plump cushion pillow and bouncing off the corner of a walnut chair leg. Jeanette smiled a tired smile and tossed her auburn tresses out of her eyes. The work day was finally over. She shrugged out of her navy blue blazer and let it fall to the floor. Her black nylon shod feet stepped into the lush...

4 years ago
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A Romantic Valentines Day Interlude

You arrive at work to find a large bouquet of 2 dozen Roses mixed with wild flowers. You smell them and then read the card: ‘Can’t wait too see you honey. Missing you Every Minute. Have a wonderful Day. David’ You smile and then pick up the phone to call me. Unfortunately you get my voice mail and so you hang up. You fire up your computer and shoot off an email to me. ‘Can’t wait for tonight. Thanks for the flowers. You have a wonderful day too.’ You then set about doing your work. You get...

4 years ago
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Mountain Interlude

The air was cool as it gently blew through the windows of the cabin. The curtains fluttered softly in the light breeze and the sounds of night played a symphony for the lovers as the crickets, cicadas and frogs played their songs of love. The moon was full and seemed to cast a silvery look to everything. He lay on his back with his eyes half closed enjoying the sensation of her fingertips lightly running up and down his chest. She lay on her side with her leg thrown across his thighs watching...

3 years ago
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A Ghostly Interlude

Alan’s flashlight cut through the dust and gloom of the old attic, illuminating in small portions boxes and other sundry stored for no one knew how long. He had come to this house before, the first time as a teenager looking for a place to be alone. When he was told this house, only a couple of miles from his home, was part of the family estate, he investigated. It wasn’t a large house, but it offered some solitude from the pressures of his life. It was on one of these first trips that he...

4 years ago
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Sunday Morning Interlude

I awake and turn my head sleepily to see you next to me, sitting up in bed, your long red hair in a halo around your face as it fans out across the pillow. You are writing on a pad, your brow furrowed in concentration. I can feel my renewed erection pressing against the mattress and seeing you like this, deep in thought and distracted, makes me want to possess you, to have you completely. We played our waiting game, and what a delicate and satisfying game it was, but I no longer want to wait. I...

4 years ago
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A Parisian Interlude

It was one of their occasional confession sessions. They did that from time to time. Em had come rather late to the infidelity scene. Ambrose had been an occasional player on that circuit for a long time. He was older by a decade-plus. This time they were sitting over the dinner table at home on a Saturday night not long after they’d returned from a European holiday. They were well fed and had several wines each to their credit and were chatting about their trip. Em and Ambrose liked going on...

4 years ago
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Adventures of a SwitchInterlude

Part 3 of St Wintermute’s School for Girls and its Headmistress, Ms Angela Hyde(her of the penchant for caning young schoolgirls) will return soon.I don’t know about you but as I get older I seem to be more horny, not less. I was surfing the net one morning after work, looking for something to inspire a good wank when I came across a video of a large breasted woman using a strapon on a man whilst milking his cock. I had toyed with my arse before when wanking, but had found the idea of...

3 years ago
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A Business Trip Interlude

Em had always found it difficult to resist a straight-out proposition from someone she was enjoying lunch or dinner with one-on-one and with whom she had established some empathy. Sometimes she wondered briefly whether this was entirely proper. Mostly she put this unworthy thought out of her head immediately. Even if she didn’t, even if the thought lingered which it sometimes did and which was always very sexy, she usually ended up with an urgently ardent new cock between her legs. So when...

3 years ago
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A Hilltop Interlude

Written with a little help from Tender Cowboy ???? Life changed dramatically after moving in with Jamie. I found that I had traded the comfortable but boring life of a mild mannered housewife with a cold and distant husband for an exciting life with an indomitable free spirit who pours his fiery passion for beauty into everything he does, whether he’s crafting a new beer, building a car, or making love. We both work hard all week, but the weekends are for fun. Whether we are taste testing his...

4 years ago
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Interlude

The loops of leather tightly wrapped around her breasts then fastened to the harness she wore caused those breasts to stand out proudly, reddened, just out there for the use and abuse of her Master. The harness was a simple thing, really.  Basically, a ‘V’ running from crotch to shoulders, from front to back.  The bottom was cleverly sewn so that He could have access to her cunt and ass, but it maintained the continuity of the outfit. To this harness could be fastened a multitude of additional...

4 years ago
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My photographic interlude

I am a photography buff, spending an hour or two most Saturdays and Sundays shooting pictures. If you are in my neighborhood on the weekends, you will see me coming and with my camera bag and tripod. My neighbor, Beth is usually outside tending her garden, and when we see each other, we exchange greetings. Beth asked me what I liked to photograph. It was an innocent question, but I decided to turn our conversation toward sex. I said that I wanted to take erotic pictures of women. She said good...

1 year ago
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Indian Summer Interlude

I was lucky and retired early. Although there was plenty to do, both at home and in a part time volunteer job I took on, I found that I was nowhere near as active, and had started to put on more weight that I wanted. Living in the Chilterns, I decided to see more of the local countryside and started to take walks out of the town and into the hills. This week, we have been blessed by a real Indian Summer, so as the footpaths would be dry, my walk this week was one that I had wanted to do for a...

3 years ago
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Jill Dipping Our Toes Upstairs Interlude

We made our way back to our hotel room and quickly entered and shut the door. Jill turned and looked at me.“Oh my God!” she exclaimed. I gave her a few moments to collect her thoughts, savoring her beautiful, flushed face. My wife. How did we get here? This was so not us.“Are you turned on?” I asked.“God yes... I know I'm soaked,” she said, holding her hands on her cheeks. “I am a strong, independent, woman...but...when you told me to pull my panties down, I almost came.”“Oh? You liked that...

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Sonoran Summer Interlude

Summer in the Sonoran Desert can be brutal. It is Arizona's answer to a pizza oven. The heat is dry, intense and sometimes oppressive. The way to cope with the heat are the local lakes and the Salt River. This year, I had bought an annual pass and found a nice quiet place to relax on a lake. I was there for about an hour when a woman in her fifties came by and was startled by my presence. "I did not see you there," she said. "Just me, my chair, a cooler, and a book to read. I am enjoying the...

MILF
4 years ago
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The Shaming Part 2 Sweet Interlude

Slowly I wake up. The rays of the sun enter through the slats of the blinds, and as I open my eyes, I see stripes painted across the walls of the room by the sun. My mouth is dry, and I am confused as to where I am. I have a moment of panic and then memory returns.I recall yesterday, my shame at having been caught shoplifting, my humiliation, the spanking I received and finally the pleasure and the shame of being subjected to all the lesbian sex play. I am alone and wonder where my stepdaughter...

Taboo
4 years ago
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Local Affairs 3 Interlude

Readers are advised to read “Local Affairs" parts 1 & 2 first.  Being awakened by a ringing phone before eight in the morning was not Greg’s idea of the leisurely Sunday lie-in he had hoped to have; but the melodious chuckle that greeted his rather surly “Hello” immediately dispelled his initial mood. It was Sarah. “Hi Greg – sorry to be ringing a bit early. I hope you’re not feeling too worn out.” “No, Sarah, I had a lovely time, and I’m still enjoying the memories.” “I enjoyed it too,...

Straight Sex
3 years ago
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Butterfly Beach III torm Clouds Over Eden An Interlude

From the sketchbook of G. McCrossen.Day by day, the desire to be rescued fades. Here, I no longer fear being found out. I feel free. Returning to civilization is far from my mind. Carter tugged insistently on Gavin’s hand as they walked along the beach, the sound of waves crashing against the rocks before sluicing through the tide pools their constant companion. They’d left the camp after devouring a meal enhanced by the pink fruit that had become a staple for the castaways, Grant wanting to...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
2 years ago
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Spontaneous Interlude

by Scarlett O'maraAn unexpected, erotic and satisfying encounter between two lovely, intelligent, well-educated, single women produces a lasting effect on them both. The author tells the story in such vivid, graphic detail that the reader feels they are in the room watching the two women make love. An enjoyable and arousing read for both women and men. The author hopes readers will comment on her story. She encourages constructive criticism.During my last two years of college, Jennifer, a...

3 years ago
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MILF Slut 2 Interlude

Professor Carter and Sandy agreed to meet for lunch on the Monday after Thanksgiving. They both wore a French pin attached to their clothes so that they would recognize each other. God help them if there was a Bastille Day celebration going on in Atlanta . Sandy wore the same clothes as if she was having lunch with the girls. She wasn't trying to dress like a slut or even seduce the professor. Sandy was looking forward to an interesting intellectual conversation. There were two things that...

Wife Lovers
3 years ago
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A Business Trip Interlude

Em had always found it difficult to resist a straight-out proposition from someone she was enjoying lunch or dinner with one-on-one and with whom she had established some empathy. Sometimes she wondered briefly whether this was entirely proper. Mostly she put this unworthy thought out of her head immediately. Even if she didn’t, even if the thought lingered which it sometimes did and which was always very sexy, she usually ended up with an urgently ardent new cock between her legs. So when...

Straight Sex
3 years ago
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Gym Story Interlude

Whilst my little bitch recovers so he can tell you what happened next I thought I could tell you about my first experience with another girl and how it resulted from hot man on man fucking. I had been at Uni for about two months and was sharing an apartment with Kate. Well actually it was a small granny flat in the garden of her wealthy parents. Kate was very athletic with dark brown hair and pert little breasts. I was single, but Kate had a long term boyfriend Mike she had been with since...

2 years ago
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Anniversary Trip ch4 Paulas Bi Interlude

Author's Note: In Paula's Turn - Part III of Tenth Anniversary Series, my wife flashed an stranger during a Las Vegas Show. One thing led to another, and, without my knowledge, she ended up spending the night with two men. I was frantic until I finally received a call from Paula. At the end of the call, one of the men told me that Paula would be spending the night with them and I should retain the services of a hooker if I needed sex.------------------------------------------------------It was...

3 years ago
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A Parisian Interlude

It was one of their occasional confession sessions. They did that from time to time. Em had come rather late to the infidelity scene. Ambrose had been an occasional player on that circuit for a long time. He was older by a decade-plus. This time they were sitting over the dinner table at home on a Saturday night not long after they’d returned from a European holiday. They were well fed and had several wines each to their credit and were chatting about their trip. Em and Ambrose liked going on...

Hardcore
1 year ago
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First bi experiences part 4 a brief interlude

Directly following on from Part 3. Maybe this should be Part 3b, but after I got to where I got to with part 3 I had to stop and jerk off. TMI? Is that possible in porn?------------------------------------------------------------------------------I called Mick."hey Mick it's Tim""oh hi sexy, how are you?""Great Mick, thanks""All excited for tomorrow night? Ready to top me?""You know, I don't think about top/bottom, Mick, I want to make love, not fuck. You're a great person and I'm attracted to...

3 years ago
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My photographic interlude

I am a photography buff, spending an hour or two most Saturdays and Sundays shooting pictures. If you are in my neighborhood on the weekends, you will see me coming and with my camera bag and tripod. My neighbor, Beth is usually outside tending her garden, and when we see each other, we exchange greetings. Beth asked me what I liked to photograph. It was an innocent question, but I decided to turn our conversation toward sex. I said that I wanted to take erotic pictures of women. She said good...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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POV Sexual Interlude

I know you're watching me, I can feel your eyes on my back as I get ready for work. Bending down, I step into my black boy shorts with the pink lace trim and slowly start sliding them up my legs. I wiggle my hips slightly, pulling them over the soft curve of my ass. I know you love my ass in boy shorts, so when I hear the bed shift I know your cock is getting hard and you're adjusting yourself. I smirk, grabbing the matching bra out of the drawer. I slide the straps up my arms, reaching and...

3 years ago
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Ring Twice First Interlude

I rang twice. The door opened. I immediately saw her in soft red lightThe sexy silhouette of Bernadette, on her knees, her back turned to meBlindfolded and only clad in a long top she offered such a sexy sightI brought her red roses for her birthday night, she is a present to meI kept her waiting for a few minutes to tease her while I re-dressedMy red roses got in a vase while "Red roses for a blue lady" playedI addressed her in her mother tongue to her surprise, after that songwith my short...

2 years ago
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sexy interlude

i think i hear you say not to stop, but my ears are covered by your thighs and im too busy loving your pussy to care. im grabbing and squeezing your ass cheeks as i shove my tongue as far in as i can. i reach back and run my fingers up and down your back as you moan for me. i love the way you taste and smell, and i start sucking your clit and i reach up to your tits and hold onto your nipples and squeeze them both hard, but then i rub my fingers on them firmly and feel their hardness as you...

4 years ago
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An Evening of Exploration 3 Interlude

I walked out of the hotel in my favorite purple dress and lingerie and headed for my car. My heels clicked loudly on the sidewalk and I was incredibly aware of the cool breeze which brushed my nylon-clad legs and swirled the hem of my dress and up my skirt. I had just had my first sexual encounters with men, giving my first blowjobs, and then being fucked by as well as fucking another crossdresser. It had been so erotic and sensual. I thought about how hard it had been to leave Karen in...

2 years ago
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Indian Summer Interlude

I was lucky and retired early. Although there was plenty to do, both at home and in a part time volunteer job I took on, I found that I was nowhere near as active, and had started to put on more weight that I wanted. Living in the Chilterns, I decided to see more of the local countryside and started to take walks out of the town and into the hills. This week, we have been blessed by a real Indian Summer, so as the footpaths would be dry, my walk this week was one that I had wanted to do for a...

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