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She is not my wife, she is my friend - and so much more.
One day, when we finally get to fuck each other it will have to be the dirtiest skankiest sexual episode that each other has ever had. The preamble has been building for years. The no holds barred communication has pushed our thoughts and dreams to new levels we never really experienced. So when we do fuck and suck and probe and tease and bite and drink each other up, well I can only hope we meet each others expectations. Luckily both having a sense of humour should allow us to work through any post coitus awkwardness.

We work together although different departments and we hardly ever see each other but text frequently. There have been many stories written in the past and this, though not really a story is again written with her encouragement and mostly for her, but please enjoy and comment.

I do blame her, it really is all her fault, had I not met her I would no doubt still be happy in my non sexual marriage not having a clue that my body wanted and demanded more and more attention. What can I say? Not a prude by any means I certainly didn't know what I had inside of me until she started to coyly tempt me to think differently, to think dirty. Not really her fault I suppose, she has just been the catalyst to looking at myself more honestly, so I must thank her for being the dirty cum slut she is. Her love of stuffing large cocks in her mouth, pussy and ass spurns me on. Her love of squirting jets of juice out her cunt hole or sticking her toes hard into someones mouth intrigues me. Her desire to strap on a cock and fuck a guy or girl with it, well that just gets me hard thinking of being on the receiving end.

Almost ten years ago, she showed me her new belly button piercing and that probably started me off down my path. No boy scout before but that little act of lifting her shirt, clandestine in a room full of others but clearly just for my eyes had I think its desired effect. Grown man with lots of authority to use and project was buckling at the knees. I just didn't expect it but I remember it like yesterday. That led to a couple of emails and very soon we were off to the races. Her comment to me in one short text let me know that she loved to suck cock and in fact believed it was her rightful place to be on her knees with lips wrapped around a cock, any cock. She was born for it.

k**s, marriages, life, have challenged our ability to communicate but we persevere knowing in the long run, we both get something out of our unique relationship. And Iphones and blackberry's have just made our communications quicker and dirtier and almost convenient.

Last night texts included, her admission of being a slut and that 'I have my hair up in a ponytail i could tickle ur ass with it' and 'We can video it squirting all over ur face' Hands up for those who would get hard or wet reading that while watching a k**s hockey or baseball game? So I am wanting to write more stories for her and myself and challenge my mind, my limits, my adventures, my dreams and of course hers as well!

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I began to work on supper showing Becky how to cut in a manner that was efficient and made pieces the right size. She caught on quickly. As I worked on the rest, I talked about what I was doing and why. I pulled the chicken out and said, “Now you can get rid of all your frustrations!” I showed her how to put the chicken between clear wrap and beat it flat. I said, “This flattens it to tenderize it and make it cook more quickly.” I looked over at the table and said, “Jack, dear, I have a...

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When I pulled on my pale lavender thong and matching bra, I think Jack was having second thoughts about dinner. I quickly donned dark lavender shorts and a matching blouse to cover the “good parts.” I pulled on sandals with a low heel and moved down the stairs as he slipped his feet into sandals of his own. It was difficult for him to zip his shorts! We were in the kitchen. I grinned and said, “I’m always happy for you to see me.” “It’s hard for me to see you.” We laughed. I purposely bent...

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Aging WellChapter 30 Sandy writes

I knew I looked good in the dress. I had seen how I looked in the mirror and watched Pam and Becky as they saw me. Jack’s eyes never left me for an instant. I could see tears in his eyes. I had tears in mine because he looked so good and because of the look I was receiving from him. “Sandy, you’re beautiful!” He folded me in his arms, holding me tightly and nuzzling my ear. “Darling, we have to get to the church! We can’t be late for our own wedding!” I smiled at him. “Do you have the...

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Becoming Daddys Girl part 2 Edited with a slight rewrite

Every nerve in my body seems to react to his mouth as he tastes me. I glance down and see him between my thighs, staring up at me with a ravenous hunger in his eyes. I claw at my sheets as his mouth devours me, exploring every inch of my defiled sex. His tongue, ferociously probing my insides before making it’s way back to my pleasure button. He slips a finger into me, pumping vigorously as he continues his oral assault on my sensitive nub. A familiar sensation overwhelms me. I'm...

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Skipping School Re write

"Turia, why don't you read the next paragraph?", Startled she scrambled for her text book and realised she forgot it, she had left all of her stuff in her locker since it was the last class of the day and her best friend had said she didn't need anything when she asked them if she did during lunch. Disconcerted, she looked pleadingly at Mr. Lurn, "I don't have my book with me, can I go get it?", She squeaked. A bit dismayed the professor looked at her and motioned for her to go get...

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The Neighbors Chapter Two Rewrite

This is the second part in the series about my relationship with April , the neighbor's daughter . How she fell in love with me . How we had to keep the relationship secret even though she is of a legal age . The Neighbors Chapter Two I continued licking and suckling her slit , she spread her legs wider for me. Her hands were holding the sides of my head , pushing my face deeper between her legs . Oh god ah yeah that feels so good yes lick me , Oh! Yes keep going……Yes lick my...

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My Hot Niece Chapter Three ReWrite

Chapter Three She undressed and tossed her cloths into the back seat , she pulled from her purse a vibrator . she turned it on and began to use it , She knew I was watching but I still had to keep my eyes on the road . Uncle Jack yes honey , thank you dinner it was wonderful your welcome sweetheart . I can't wait until we get home my girlfriends will be coming over tonight . She goes back to concentrating on pleasuring herself . Time went by as she reached her orgasm...

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Harry potter unfinished rewrite

Ron:- *Mum have you seen harry* he asked in a worried tone Mrs Weasley:- *No, why dear* she asked not taking her eye's off what she was doing Ron:- *He's gone, Taken all his clothes and possessions* he replied Now that got Mrs Weasley's attention as she nearly dropped the knife she was holding Mrs Weasley:- *Gone, What do you mean gone, Gone where* she asked in a very worried tone Ginny:- *Mum when we woke up this morning we realised harry wasn't there so we wondered if you...

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