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Hail the Conquering Hero By Carol Collins John Thompson's plane arrived at his hometown airport in the middle of the night. He had planned on being home the previous afternoon, but a missed connection had caused him to be delayed by several hours. He placed his duffel bag on the sidewalk beside him and decided how he was going to handle the situation. John was returning from another one of those small wars that the United States troops were sent in to settle for the United Nations. The war had ended and he was home a month early. His plans had been to surprise his family at the supper table. Therefore, he had not alerted them of his early arrival. He couldn't wait to see the surprised look on Susan's beautiful face. They had just been married when he had received orders to the faraway country to police their independent little government. Susan was his high school sweet heart whom he had married after boot camp. It had helped him get through the long and lonely nights by conjuring up the vision of her radiant smile. She had a beautifully proportioned body. She was five foot four, one hundred ten pounds, 38C-23-35 figure and long sexy legs. Her hair was brown, but shined in the sunlight. Her eyes were hazel. She had a very pretty face and he was very proud that she had consented to marry him when he had asked. The year that he had been away had been almost unendurable to him. He was anxious to hold her in his arms and feel her soft lips on his. John came to a decision. If he waited another couple of hours, he could arrive at home just as everyone was waking up. That way, he could surprise everyone before breakfast. His mind made up; he asked the taxi drivers standing beside their cabs if there was somewhere he could kill a couple of hours at this time of the morning. He was told that the only thing open was an adult movie theater. At first, John rejected the idea of spending time in a porno theater. After all, he had already been away from his blushing bride for a year and was already so horny he might explode if he saw a hot movie Then, he remembered, the theater was only a few blocks from his parent's home. He reached his decision. When John had received his orders to leave the states, he had made arrangements with his parents to let Susan stay with them. His father and mother liked Susan, and she liked them. So, Susan moved in with his parents for the year that he was gone. The move had served several purposes. It had saved Susan rent money. It had enabled his wife; mother and father get through the period of time that he was away from them with less emotional trauma. And, last, but certainly not least, he had known that his parents could keep a watch on his wife so that she would not be sleeping around while he was gone. Not that he distrusted his wife, but he knew that she would be the target of many unscrupulous men. It was always better to be safe than sorry. The cab ride to the Porno Theater did not take all that long. If necessary, he could carry his duffel bag to his home from here. The girl in the box office let him leave his duffel bag behind the concessions counter. He bought cola and a container of buttered popcorn and went inside to kill a couple of hours. The inside of the theater was extremely dark. He practically had to feel his way to a seat. He nearly spilled his cola when he almost sat in another man's lap. From up close, he could see the light from the screen reflecting off from the dark face of a very large black man. He apologized and moved further forward until he found an empty seat. John sat in the dark theater and drank his cola and ate the popcorn as he watched the movie. The plot was juvenile, the acting was terrible, but the pornographic content left him with a huge hard on. The action on the screen was mesmerizing until he overheard the noises coming from a row ahead of him. The occasional flash of light from the movie screen illuminated some activity a row ahead and just to the left of him. It appeared that two men were having sex with another person only a few feet from where he sat. A few overheard murmurs confirmed that the one in the middle was a female and that one man was screwing her while another was having his cock sucked by her. John lost interest in the movie as he tried to get a better look at the threesome in the flickering light from the movie screen. John's eyes simply could not penetrate the darkness. He could see the outlines of the two men and the woman as she serviced both of them, but he could not make out any other details. His pants were so tight on his swollen cock, he though he would pass out from all the blood that had been trapped in his penis. The silhouettes of the woman, as she gave one man a blowjob, and let the other screw her, was the sexiest sight that John had ever seen. He could hear their grunts and moans as he saw that she was nearly deep throating the guy whom was feeding his long dick to her mouth. The shadowy figure of the man screwing her stiffened and fired a salvo of sperm deep inside her belly. Her reaction was to cry out as her body convulsed in her own climax. The man she had been going down on must have been sent over the edge by the cries of ecstasy because he shot his cum all over the woman's face. John thought that he would have to unzip his pants and masturbate his painfully bloated penis until he saw that the two men got up, zipped their pants, and left the woman as she rearranged her clothing. John could not resist the impulse to move up to sit beside the woman before she could get up and leave, too. He figured that she would not scream, and he was so horny, he could not wait until he got home to Susan. The large black man that he had almost sat on, beat John to the punch. He was beside the woman for a moment. John could see them silhouetted in the faint light from the screen as the large black man turned the woman to bend her over the row of seats in front of them, flip her skirt up over her back and sink his large black tool deep inside her belly. John could hear her moans and whispers as she begged the man to, "fuck me with your big cock!" The sound of her squeals meant that she was cuming. She came again as the black man unloaded his sperm deep inside her stuffed vagina. When the black man left, John wasted no time in moving into position. The screen was exceptionally dark as he sat beside the unknown woman. She had been preparing to leave, but stopped as he sat down. From this distance, he could see that she had turned to face him. However, with her face coated with glistening sperm, and the low light, he could not see her clearly. He only knew that right at this moment, he thought that this woman was the sexiest woman in the world and he wanted her! Even though her face was covered with another man's cum; he leaned over and kissed her soft creamy lips. He had never considered tasting sperm before now, but he was so turned on, he had no control over himself. He was delighted when her lips began to return his kiss. John moved his hand to her luscious tits and pinched her large nipples. Her sharp intake of breath meant she was going to stay to help relieve his condition. His hand moved to her lap and slid under her extremely short skirt. She was not wearing panties. His fingers found her flooded vagina. From all the juices present, she had evidently had several men deposit sperm in her love channel tonight. John thought that this woman must really be a slut to come here for this kind of sex with unknown strangers. John felt small fingers unzipping his pants and seek out his long hard pole. Her head moved into his lap just as a lighter scene started in the movie. He could see the back of her head as her lips wrapped around his stiff tool and began an up and down motion. The onslaught of sensations brought his sperm pumping into her mouth almost immediately. He writhed in the seat as the delicious thrills coursed through his body. The woman increased her suctioning efforts on his cock and it never had a chance to shrink. He thought to himself, "She is a cum hungry slut!" The movie scenes darkened again before he could pull her lips off his still hard cock. She slid forward in her seat and sank to lie on the floor between the rows of seats. She took his hand and pulled him down on top of her. His long and still hard cock found her very lubricated pussy and slipped all the way inside. She was loose, but he was so horny, it did not matter. John pumped his cock in and out of the woman's stretched vagina for over ten minutes before he shot another load of sperm into her already saturated womb. He was adding his sperm to the other loads that had already been deposited in her uterus during her night at the Porno Theater. Her lips on his and her slimy tongue in his mouth helped to wake John up from his sex induced mental state. John lifted himself up off the woman and he even helped her to her feet. He was worried about what he had just done. He had been unfaithful to his wife. He had left her at home for his parents to keep an eye on while he was gone to ensure that she was faithful. He had managed to maintain his fidelity even though there had been whorehouses where he had been. Now, tonight, just a couple of hours before he was to be reunited with his lovely bride, he had been unable to control his baser urges. He felt so ashamed of himself. Just as he had stuffed his sperm coated penis back into his trousers, the movie ended and the lights came up for intermission. John and the woman looked at each other. Both of their faces showed shock. For a few seconds, which seemed like hours, they sat in amazement. Finally, the woman found her voice as she cried, "John? John, is it really you? We thought you would not be home for another month! Oh! John! No!" John managed to croak out only a single word, "Mom!"

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Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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SRU The Football Hero

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No hero

It wasn’t that Jack had ever wanted to be a soldier. It was not something he chose from a range of professions. It was simply that Jack was born into an area where poverty and hardship were the norm, where the only choice for the boys who left school was either to slave in the local coal mines, or to join one of the armed services. So when Jack left school at the tender age of fourteen, as children were allowed to do in those far off days, he worked in the dirt and blackness for two long years,...

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My sons hero

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Gary My Hero

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Helping A Hero

He was exhausted, sweaty, gritty, and dirty. It had been a long tough fight and even though he had done his very best, he felt guilty and helpless.The call came in as a simple house fire. The kind he had been to a thousand times before. And like every other time, he had jumped out of bed, scrambled to get dressed, and get on the truck as fast as possible. But he wasn't as young as he used to be and he could feel the toll the years had taken on him. He was still in decent shape, he thought. He...

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Working Class Hero

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Hero

Kevin had never had much luck with girls. To begin with, he was terribly shy. He seemed to freeze up when talking to attractive girls. He was okay in his dealings with his mom and his female teachers, but that was different. There was no physical attraction. His paralyzing shyness only seemed to affect him when he tried to speak with members of the opposite sex to which he was attracted. Being a young man of 18, he was attracted to a lot of girls. Since he didn't know what steps to take to be...

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Bikini Beach Heroes

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 02

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Uther

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Fallen Angel Chapter 11 Althea the School Girl

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The Devils Pact Sidestory Miss Blythe Is Hot for Her Students

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

16th January, 2007I’d just completed a tour in Iraq serving in the Marine Corp. I arrived at the airport and made my way home. The cooler weather blasted me, used to the warm heat of the Middle East. Grabbing a cab, I instructed him to my home. Having little personal belongings I hauled them into the trunk and sat quietly as the driver babbled incessantly. Getting home, I found an envelope on the kitchen desk with a small box beneath it. Opening up the envelope I noticed the handwriting...

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