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I really hate the phrase ‘back in the day’. I think it is a tired, over-used phrase and if there is one thing I really hate it is tired, over-used phrases. The problem is, when it comes to describing the period of time I need to refer to, I can’t think of a more appropriate phrase. The phrase is in fact so perfect a description for this period of time, I’m almost tempted to say it is ‘the best thing since sliced bread.’

In this case ‘back in the day’ refers to the sixties. You may be wondering why a guy my age would be writing about the sixties on a sex themed web site. Heck, I was only six when Jimi Hendrix took the stage at Monterey during the Summer Of Love. It would be years before I would see any residual benefits from the sexual revolution and free love. I was more concerned with learning the colors of the fat crayons that sat before me on my school desk than any sexual moves. The language of love was still a foreign tongue to me and I lacked the benefit of a Rosetta Stone or even a Berlitz manual. I did however, find girls attractive in a non-sexual sort of way. As would be the pattern throughout my life, each ‘relationship’ was a learning experience.

Sometime in grammar school I found myself quite attracted to a young lady I shared a class with. Again, it was a somewhat non-sexual sort of attraction as I recall, though I found myself quite captivated by her beauty. One thing I learned during this period of time is to never let your fellow classmates know who you find attractive as they will abuse you in ways you never could have imagined.

Fifth grade was a bit different. By this time the girls were becoming a bit sexually aware, it was us guys who were lagging behind. Us guys were also lagging behind size wise, as most of the girls were about a foot taller or at least seemed that way. I can recall one girl in particular who sat directly in front of me. She would turn around during the day, usually when the teacher was busy writing on the board and proceed to knock all my books off my desk. I was later told this was a way for girls to get a guy’s attention, though who would tell a girl this I’ll never understand. I mean, a girl can borrow my car and wreck it and that would certainly get my attention. The point is, there is such a thing as good attention and bad attention. This to me was not good attention. After she knocked everything off my desk she would then fold her arms across her chest and give me this sort of ‘what you gonna do about it boy’ sort of look. The problem was, what could I do? She was about a foot taller than me and frankly I was scared. The one thing I learned from all this was to put my books on the floor when I got to school. After all, that is where they would end up anyway.

Sixth grade would prove to be a whole different animal. Kate was a new girl in my class. I never did find out if she was new in the school or if I just never shared a class with her before. I think I would have noticed if she had been in the same school prior to sixth grade. Kate was one of those girls who seemed to develop a bit faster than the other girls. Blonde hair, big blue eyes, long legs and real breasts. To say I was smitten would be an understatement. Smitten is simply not a strong enough term.

Looking back, it is really a wonder I passed the sixth grade. I hung on Kate’s every move. I made it a point to be anywhere I thought she would be. I kept glancing her way, as she sat to my right over by the wall, as the teacher continued on quite unaware at the chalk board. For the first time, I did not want to walk home from school with my male friends. I wanted to walk home with Kate. I would walk home with her whenever I could, all the way to the point at which she turned off and went across town. In fact, I followed her around like a lost puppy dog, hanging on her every word and gesture as she went on about the latest movie she saw or whatever. I was captivated by the way the sun shone in her hair, the way her soft, pink lips pouted as she spoke, the way she glanced my way. I was becoming increasingly familiar with her smallest, most intimate gestures and I continually replayed them in my mind when she was not around.

It would of course, be impossible to really describe how much I yearned for Kate. I wanted her so bad, yet I was hardly naturally adept at the craft of seduction. At the time, I had no rich repertoire of words or killer seduction techniques to draw upon. I was like Magellan, set sail without a map or compass. I knew nothing about love. Heck, I would hardly call this young love. Young lust would be more appropriate.

It’s not like I really had no clue about sex at this time. I knew the word sex meant more than whether you were a boy or a girl. In fact, my parents had borrowed a book from the local library called ‘The Kid’s Own XYZ Of Love And Sex’. If I recall, they tossed it in my room and closed the door quick. My parents were never big on communication. My best friend at the time and myself spent what seemed like hours studying it, so I did however know what went where. There were also those ten years of Playboy back issues that belonged to my friend’s widowed father. It just seemed like getting to that point was a long way off, sort of like hitchhiking over forty miles of unpaved road.

I really began to understand the depth of my ignorance one day when I snuck up behind Kate and grabbed her breasts from behind. If I close my eyes I can still feel the pain from when she slugged me, but I undoubtedly deserved it. Somehow, it had seemed like the thing to do at the time.

As time went on and the school year accelerated to a close, my yearning for Kate only got stronger. As much as I longed for her, I did not always feel the attraction was mutual. I could not however, get her out of my mind. Just thinking of her seemed to make the very color and texture of the world change into a warmer and fairer place.

The end of the school year finally approached and the last time I saw Kate was at a sixth grade graduation party hosted by the parents of a fellow student. As usual, I was engrossed by her presence. I don’t think it went unnoticed. When the party came to an end, Kate stunned me by suggesting that we keep in touch. I can’t recall exactly what I said, but I’m sure I did manage to mutter something unintelligible.

That summer began one of the most difficult periods of my life. I continued to think about Kate on a daily basis and she was the chief subject of my thoughts at the time. I recall having my first orgasm while rolling around on the bed thinking about her. I recall thinking about her and how we could start a family and the whole nine. I know now it was merely an infatuation, but I knew nothing else at the time. I just knew it felt good fantasizing about her and it seemed so right.

My sexual maturity coincided with another difficult time in my life. My parent’s marriage and hence the family, were falling apart. There was quite a bit of fighting and name calling going on in the house at this time. My mother was cheating on my father and vice versa. They had stopped sleeping together and the whole situation was rough, to say the least. I took it quite hard and was becoming physically ill from the stress. It was like being eaten alive from the inside out. My only escape seemed to be to fantasize about Kate, which I did often.

My start of junior high in September was not the joyous occasion I had imagined. Kate lived on the other side of town and ended up at a different school. Although I was surrounded by more attractive young girls than I could imagine, I could not get Kate out of my mind. As I sat in class, I often found myself looking off to the right expecting to see her sitting there against the wall. I was like a lost puppy, with no one to follow around.

Although I was without Kate, I didn’t dare start a relationship with someone else. I simply didn’t want to share the pain I was going through with anyone else. My internalizing my pain wasn’t exactly doing me any good though. It was just that the infighting in my family was not something I wanted to expose anyone else to at this time. The problems at home only added to my insecurities I felt as an adolescent. I was really starting to reach a breaking point.

I thought about Kate and how much I missed her. Months had gone by without her leaving my mind. She was invading my every dream at night. I thought about how understanding and compassionate she seemed, particularly after an incident in which another student in our sixth grade class had lost a parent in an accident. And she did suggest we keep in touch. I thought about it for some time. What would I say? Suppose she found someone new? Suppose she doesn’t want anything to do with me and my problems? Suppose she forgot who I was? I thought about everything that could go wrong until I just made myself sicker than I was.

Finally, I picked up the phone and dialed her number.

“Hello.” A female voice answered.

“Hello, Kate?” I hesitated.

“No, this is her mother.” The voice stated, “Who’s calling?”

“This is Alan.” I added, “From school.”

I was so nervous as her mother went to get Kate on the phone. I was sweating profusely, but somehow felt more alive than I ever had before.

Kate finally came to the phone, after what seemed like a long eternity. I was elated. Not only did she seem glad I had called, but we spoke for what seemed like hours filling each other in on every event of the last few months. There was much laughter punctuating the conversation and my incredible newfound joy gave way to desire. My want for her was like a low-down burning ache in the gut. I didn’t just want to see her again, I needed to. When she agreed to see me again, my elation touched every cell in my body. I hoped she felt it too.

When I finally did see her again, my joy seemed boundless. The expression on her face assured me she was glad to see me too. The sight of Kate in the afternoon sunshine with the sun glistening in her hair and reflecting off her seductively parted lips sent jolts of electricity throughout my body from my hair to my toes. It was if I was caught in a sensual spell from which I had no desire to escape. Not that I could have if I tried. If anything, Kate had truly blossomed into a woman in the time since I last saw her. Before the summer I would have thought there could be nothing more attractive than the way Kate looked. Now, the sight before me proved me wrong. She had become gorgeous beyond my wildest imagination.

After the usual pleasantries, I told her how nice it was to see her. I remarked how good she looked. She leaned forward as she spoke and seemed to offer her hand. I grabbed it and with the other lightly stroked her cheek with the back of my hand. I sensed a glint in her eye, a hunger that needed to be fed. I leaned in and took possession of her lips with mine as if I was trying to take possession of the sweet words emanating from her delicious mouth. Every nerve was alight with desire as my tongue did a quivering dance across her lips that sent the tip of her tongue nervously chasing it. After a moment, she seemed to step back in hesitation. The fact that I had got as far as that sent my mind to newfound heights.

Kate and I dated for a couple of years, always enjoying each other’s company. Our summers were always spent down at the shore and always a great time. One summer I recall with great fondness was the summer after our sixteenth birthdays. Like the summers before, I wished it too would never end.

From that summer on life would never be the same again. Kate and I became nearly inseparable. We weren’t just friends, we were best of friends. We went everywhere together and with our families. We went to the movies when one of our parents was nice enough to drive us. Sitting alone with her close in a dark theater with the light from the screen flickering in her big blue eyes is something that I will never forget. We watched horror movies on the old black and white TV in the back room of her parents house, our bodies huddled close as our own skin to skin contact generated sweat in the summer heat. I could feel her breath in the darkness of that room as we shared a pizza or a soda. We gradually increased the depths of our explorations as satin smooth skin gave way to hungry fingers. Every inch of newly exposed flesh was territory that needed to be explored and I was always the willing explorer.

The summer after was one that I have fond memories of. Although my own home life left a lot to be desired, Kate’s parents had a house down the shore. As anyone who lives along the coast can tell you, a house down the shore in the summer time is a real good thing. I was often invited down with the family, joining Kate, her sisters and her brother. Kate’s father seemed to like me, at least he gave me sly glances which at the time I took as a sign of approval. Her brother always seemed to be off doing his own thing, most likely sneaking into a local bar. Kate and her sisters sometimes had ‘makeup parties’ at the shore house where they would do each other’s hair and nails and the like. I don’t think any of them ever realized how exciting it was to watch the girls sit around in their skimpy summer outfits and paint their nails, often with their legs crossed. Kate’s sisters always seemed to have boys around and as we all walked hand in hand down the boardwalk, I sincerely doubt there was ever a prouder young teenager anywhere in the world than myself.

One night I can recall distinctly. It was towards the end of the summer and I was staying with Kate and her family at the shore house for the weekend. Kate and I were in a spare room watching TV. We had shared a pizza and were tired from the food and summer heat. We had fun as we fed each other pizza and I was captivated as the cheese formed a string from the slice to those luscious lips. It was a rather joyous time, but exhaustion took it’s toll and we were soon asleep in each other’s arms shortly after nightfall. A little while later we were awoke by a sound outside. We both quickly awoke and realized the sound was nothing to concern ourselves with. What did get both our attention was my apparent arousal, clearly visible through my pants. I was a bit embarrassed, as Kate and I had done our share of sexual exploring but had yet to really go all the way. I quickly left and went to my room, but I could detect a bit of a grin on Kate’s face. Nothing was said about it between us for the rest of the summer.

The end of the summer finally did arrive, though it was not something I looked forward to. Kate and I had a great summer down the Jersey shore. It was a time in my life I hoped would never end. I have to say that Labor Day weekend was particularly exciting. There was an undeniable electricity in the air and we were lucky enough to be a part of it.

The scene down the shore will always remain vividly in my mind. The sun shone brightly the entire weekend. Newly washed cars lined the streets double parked on some blocks. Young adults, perhaps a bit too loud from youth and beer, roamed the boardwalk in packs with a certain bravado. Most were smiling and laughing as they walked hand in hand or with their girlfriends on their arm. The guys exhibited a well-rehearsed swagger as they displayed their girlfriends proudly for all to see. I could relate. They seemed to be talking my language.

As I strolled the boardwalk with Kate, I noticed other guys casting admiring glances her way. Sometimes they would turn around to take a second look. ‘Sorry, but she belongs exclusively to me,’ I said silently to myself. For a time, the world seemed to be a happy, loving place.

Later that weekend there was a barbeque at Kate’s parent’s shore house. I remember it well as I am sure I always will. The sun shone brilliantly in the bright blue sky casting reflections upon the ocean waves. Kate’s sisters were walking around with their boyfriends in tow. The couples seemed inseparable. The adults did their thing, huddled around the beer keg or playing horse shoes. Creedence Clearwater Revival blared from a portable Panasonic eight-track player. The smell of hot dogs and burgers on the grill mingled with the salty air. Kate walked around in her new white two-piece bathing suit showing off her shapely legs and thighs. Her breasts strained against her bathing suit top. The flames shooting up from the grill were not the only thing hot that day.

As the day wore on, the heat and the beer seemed to be taking their toll on the adults. Kate’s sisters were nowhere to be found and her brother never showed in the first place. Kate and I held hands as the adults sat around on the deck playing cards. They seemed quite absorbed in their game and really did not pay us any mind. Suddenly Kate tugged on my hand as she cast a sly smile my way. I took it to mean only one thing.

As she led me into the shore house and up to her room on the second floor my heart began to race. My mind was racing out of control. As I looked her up and down, I so wanted to possess her, staking my claim of ownership of that gorgeous young body.

Our lips met as I captured her mouth with a swift, urgent necessity. Our tongues flickered and slid in a wild rolling caress, an erotic dance of hungry heat. She was purring like a well-stroked kitten as the swollen globes of her breasts nudged softly against my bare chest. As our tongues continued to explore, I wanted to take her over completely.

I continued on my journey wishing only to stake my claim to every inch of unknown turf. I removed her top revealing her perfect, young breasts. As I made my way down with my fingers and tongue, she began to shudder and pulse beneath my touch. There was a hot, feverish frenzy of mutual desire threatening to spiral out of control. The lust was building up like a kettle about to boil. It was bubbling like a cauldron beneath the surface, threatening to explode in explosions of sheer pleasure. First lust about to unfold in all it’s glory.

I resumed kissing her luscious lips, as our kisses lingered tongue tip to tongue tip. I shimmied down her bathing suit bottom which ended in a soft pile on the floor. I was unwrapping every layer like opening a precious gift at Christmas time delighting in what lies beneath. As her bathing suit fell to the floor, the last flimsy barrier to her complete nudity was gone. As I once again surveyed the glorious site before me, it seemed as if the dam broke and the floodgates of desire broke free. The heat of the evening was exceeded only by the heat of our own passions.

As I made my way through the darkness, my moves took on a new urgency. Ours was not a skilled merger, more of a groping. We were groping like a blind man walking through a maze at midnight. We were riding a streetcar named Desire, our drivers were youth and curiosity.

She was writhing with excitement, every move of mine, every touch elicited a response that was at once new and exciting. When we finally merged as one, there was an electrifying force engulfing every sense and shutting down my brain. It was a passion and pleasure I had never before experienced, the heat emanating from those luscious thighs overtaking my every conscious thought. She willingly accommodated me in my reckless abandon. For one grand, glorious moment everything else in the Universe seemed trivial. Nothing else mattered. For a time, I was the proudest man on the planet. And a man I was. No climber of Mount Everest could ever have felt so high. No deep-seated feeling of satisfaction could compare. I basked in my glory.

Then suddenly it all changed. All my deep-seated insecurities seemed to return with a vengeance. I began to wonder if I had really given her any satisfaction at all. All my old self-doubts returned to haunt me, plus a host of new ones. The girl that I would have spent my life with days ago, I suddenly never wanted to see again. Sweet devotion turned sour.

Kate and I continued to see each other for some time, but I began to grow distant. I never really did express my feelings to her. I will however, never forget my time with Kate. My thoughts of her will remain with me as if they were tattooed on my soul. I will, of course, never forget that Labor Day weekend on the Jersey shore. So long ago, back in the day.

09-22-09.

Revised for Lush with the addition of one paragraph and minor changes 12-20-09.

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So, you want to get into audio sex stories? Yeah, it’s a growing trend and I don’t see it slowing down anytime soon. Do you know why it’s getting so popular? My guess is that many guys got bored with regular porn and are looking for something completely new. Audio sex stories are the perfect thing for them and they eat that shit up like crazy. There are a couple of other factors and they mostly consist of the fact that it’s actual girls reading these stories and you feel a lot closer to them...

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Devotion And Duty

“Thank you for agreeing to help me with this, Victoria. I don't think I could do it by myself, but I guess it's time.”“You don't need to apologise for anything, Frank. I know it's difficult, and it's only been two weeks since Jessica… well, it's not been a long time. I'm glad to help.” Victoria took Frank's hand as they entered the bedroom. It had been the master bedroom, but as her cancer got worse, Jessica insisted Frank move into the spare room so he could get some sleep rather than listen...

Love Stories
2 years ago
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A Lush Lesbian Afternoon

The house next door had been empty for a few weeks. So when I saw the white van pull up outside my window and the guys unloading the furniture I just hoped I got nice new neighbours. I say neighbours, but it soon became apparent there was just one girl or woman. I only saw her briefly, but she looked nice. A bit older than me but really hot. I nosied a while, waiting to see if there was a bloke in tow. But no, it looked like it was just her. Then I saw her again. Nice. Very nice in fact. She...

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4 years ago
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Love Devotion Surrender Chap 5 My Opening

This is an excerpt from My Story, about the Women who raised and trained me over 35 years ago...Love, Devotion, Surrender.Chap 5 - My OpeningI was ordered to strip and complied. Mistress Ev walked off the stage. Two Amazons wearing nothing but chastity belts wheeled out a table next to me then stood in front of me. Their nipples were gigantic and large gold rings pierced them. They danced in front of me, a hypnotic writhing and twisting that brought them together in an embrace and separated...

3 years ago
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Book Of Common Prayer Upon Receiving My Masters Seal Of Devotion

UPON RECEIVING MY MASTER'S SEAL OF DEVOTION Hail My King- On this holiest day When I am consecrating my navel to You, When the deepest centre of my femininity Is receiving Your most sacred Seal of Devotion, A golden stud with Your holy likeness, I take utmost pleasure in the thought that My navel has blossomed like a dainty May rose, Springing up and revealing itself With the sacred mission to bring good tidings to the whole universe: That I am Yours, That I am Your exclusive...

3 years ago
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Her Devotion Chapter 02

To Henrike  Marcella hadn’t been raised Catholic, but Evangelical. All her life she had neglected the Virgin Mary with extreme prejudice, just as her mother did, but one day, at twenty-one, she converted to Catholicism in an act of rebellion. At this age she began to recite the prayers, to wear her white, lace veil, and to attend mass, all of it with an almost exaggerated devotion, much to her mother’s distress. Her faith, however, seemed to be conditioned by her rebellion and not by her faith...

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Her Devotion Chapter 01

Marcella hadn’t been raised Catholic, but Evangelical. All her life she had neglected the Virgin Mary with extreme prejudice, just as her mother did, but one day, at twenty-one, she converted to Catholicism in an act of rebellion. At this age she began to recite the prayers, to wear her white, lace veil, and to attend mass, all of it with an almost exaggerated devotion, much to her mother’s distress. Her faith, however, seemed to be conditioned by her rebellion and not by her faith itself, and...

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3 years ago
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My Recurring Lush Nightmare

"Chris!" With that exuberant syllable I drop the packages just inside the front door and start to rush toward my adorable boyfriend who isn't supposed to be here until tomorrow, but something in his face freeze-frames me like Roadrunner over its ersatz Latin caption.He's sprawled on the couch, having made himself at home. "Your roommate let me in." An open bottle of Sam Adams is on the coffee table, and he's never had anything stronger than Nantucket Nectars. Worse, the tv is dark when it...

Humor
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A Lush Encounter

A Lush EncounterI reckon It started innocently enough. I had discovered Lush Stories and was becoming slightly hooked, making fast and intimate friends among the membership and enjoying the erotic writing. I found myself very much attracted to a handful of Lushies because of their humor, intelligence and just plain sexiness, truth be told!When I first started viewing Lush frequently I had just moved to a new town and rented a couple of rooms in my band mate's home until I found something more...

Quickie Sex
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The Vermont Boarding School Part 1 The first two nights rev

There are many private schools in New England, and they are expensive. Upper class kids go to boarding schools to assure that they will get top scores on the college entrance exams, namely the SAT. There are other reasons for kids to be sent to these schools. Some parents who were raised in families with “old” money are distant from their children, and those children learn to be distance from their children. For them, boarding schools are a way of getting the children out of the house for the...

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2 years ago
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Lust And Passion In The Erotic Massage 8211 Lush Story

Hey, all you horny cocks and hungry pussies!!! Ronak here and I am back with the continuation of my story of massaging my maid. I would suggest to those who have not read the earlier parts to read the first three parts. It will elevate the fun quotient. Resuming from where I stopped last, We both were panting heavily. She was totally out, her eyes were tightly shut and mouth was wide open releasing a series of moans. Her right hand was still pumping my cock inside my boxer while she had...

3 years ago
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The World of Erasthay the Son of LustChapter 54 The Nagarsquos Lusts

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis – Kyizziania Zianamilizzi pulled me to her by her tail. She had it wrapped around me, her breasts jiggling. Her purple eyes fixed on mine, slitted like a...

4 years ago
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Of Love and Lush

Wine is seldom appreciated by those unacclimated to its taste. The complexity of its flavor overwhelms the palate, causing its layered subtleties to be lost on those unaccustomed to the vintage. Thus it is, that despite songs and poems being dedicated to this most ancient of arts, most would fail in sensing the difference between a fine French Bordeaux and a glass of common table wine. On first taste, many might actually prefer the simpler, less hearty bite of the screw-top variety. Alas, the...

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A Lush Encounter

A Lush Encounter I reckon It started innocently enough. I had discovered Lush Stories and was becoming slightly hooked, making fast and intimate friends among the membership and enjoying the erotic writing. I found myself very much attracted to a handful of Lushies because of their humor, intelligence and just plain sexiness, truth be told! When I first started viewing Lush frequently I had just moved to a new town and rented a couple of rooms in my band mate’s home until I found something...

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From Lush to Reality

Sabrina is a sensuous mature lady I’d met on Lush a few weeks earlier. We’d chatted quite a bit over a number of visits to the site, soon realising that we had a number of similar interests, and our chats grew more and more interesting over time. Before long we’d become “Lush Friends”, discussing some of our more intimate interests and sexual fantasies. She informed me that she was in a loveless marriage, but was so dependent on her husband in many ways, that she’d never consider walking away....

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The Lush Ball

The train rushed past another station and in my anxious state I forgot to check which one it was. My head was swirling and my eyes could hardly focus. I should really pay attention or I might miss my stop altogether. Part of me was wishing that I would, and then I could turn round and go home. I took a deep breath and tried to pull myself together. I’d made a decision and I was going to stick to it.Tonight was the night I’d been dreading and anticipating with nervous energy I hadn’t felt in...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 5

It was 4 pm when I woke up. My Sleeping Beauty was looking so cute, that I didn't want to wake him up. Besides, I had some preparations to make, and Peaches was sleeping for good. I gently lifted him off my chest and laid him on a deewan. The Mantra of my life has been one- live your young life at the fullest, and I was going to prepare for that. I took my wallet and car keys to go shopping for tonight, but then stopped on my track. The shadow that appeared in the hospital ward. I...

4 years ago
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Her Devotion Chapter 01

Guilia entered the chapel reluctantly, though she was still respectful enough to enter in silence and assume a serious demeanour. Marcella, her second-degree cousin, stood beside her and looked ahead at the altar, her eyes full of veneration and humility at the heavenly setting before her. Marcella was wearing a white lace veil on her head, a white blouse, a black belt, a long, also white skirt that reached her ankles, and shiny, short-heeled black shoes. Her complexion was fair and delicate,...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 4

Why it had to happen this way? I had to confess my feelings for Tanuj some day or other. But as Thammi used to say, we realise the importance of people when they are taken away from us. Maybe to teach me a lesson, The Mother Goddess devised the turn of events. But because of me, Peaches is in danger. Oh Mother Goddess! I have already harmed my innocent brother. How many crimes will you make me do? I beg you my true love's life and well being. Please save him! I have worshiped you all my...

3 years ago
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Sweet Smell of Lust

His experiment; to produce an aroma that allowed a change in mammals behaviour. Originally he thought it was a simple project, yet when setting out to create a new scent, his experiment became increasingly difficult. So far he was unsuccessful. His only pet, a Hamster by the name of Fuzzy, never reacted any different than could be expected. And the only reaction in mammals was his sister yelling about the awful stench coming from the basement these last few weeks. David's mother had agreed,...

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How Polygamy Begins 1rev

Hi, My name’s Jason and I’m a young atypical guy, not quite the Dungeons and Dragons living in your mom’s basement type, but not quite good enough to hang out with the cool kids either. I have spent my life stuck in the netherworld of loneliness. Not that I don’t have any friends, it just seems like mostly women want to be friends with me. I’m not really into sports, so most other guys think I’m a dweeb, and I’m not into geeky stuff like Dungeons and Dragons, so the nerds don’t like me either....

2 years ago
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Special Bond LWATL Chap 1 2 Rev

Long Weekend at the Lake ___________________________________ This is a work of fiction. Of fantasy. It’s called ‘My Right of Free Speech.’ If you do not approve of youngsters engaged in various sexual acts . . . or if you live in one of the God-forsaken States that bans possessing/reading such material . . then please, PLEASE, go someplace else. This is not some 4 page fuck/suck story. This story consists of almost 30 chapters! It has the main story, the back story, lots of detail,...

1 year ago
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Home Schooling Ch1 Bad Date Leads To A Rev

My name is Betty and I am a proud Mother of a hansom boy and a pretty girl. They were born only a year and a half apart. My husband was an army office killed in Iraq three years ago. Between my job, insurance and some help from my parents we are scr****g by. When my husband was alive we enjoyed a vigorous sex life. At the time we thought we were adventurous with various roll play. Like I would wear a cheer leader’s uniform and we would eventually making out in the back seat of our car or after...

4 years ago
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Incestia 8 rev

Ince.stia: Where everything that is agreeable is also legal.Everything---------------------------------------------------------------------Part 8.“I’ve tried, Verity. Honestly,” Avan Volka said.His niece hissed, “So, you’re telling me you can’t do it?”“I...I’ve tried Verity. I’ve fucked your little brother’s mouth over and over every day and he still wants more.”“It’s what you wanted. It’s what you begged for, and now you’re telling me it was a mistake?”“No. No, it wasn’t a mistake. I love...

1 year ago
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Ive been learning to smoke Part 2 The Rev

So late last night my hubby sent me a quick text from the airport to let me know he'd landed and would be home in about 45 mins, I sent one back to say I couldn't wait to see him, I'd really missed him. Then a few minutes later I sent "To be completely honest, it's your cock I've missed most, I hope you're not tired because I'm gonna need to feel it in all my holes tonight!" Followed by "I'll be upstairs waiting, be naked and ready for some fun when you come up"I got a quick thumbs up text back...

2 years ago
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The Dancer His wife takes him to an allmale rev

"Baby, Janice invited me to an all male review on Saturday. I originally told her okay because I knew you wouldn't mind. She bought two tickets but now she can't go because Jerry is recovering from his knee surgery. I don't want to go alone and everyone is busy. Why don't you come? I promise I will make it worth your while. Besides you might learn some new moves," my sexy wife Karen teased.She had invited me to go as a joke but I have always been comfortable with my sexuality and I had no...

1 year ago
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The Vermont Boarding School Part 3 bottoms up rev

This is the third part of "The Vermont Boarding School, Part 1, the first two nights," and "The Vermont Boarding School, Part 2, pump and swallow." To recap the previous stories, Sean and Noah were assigned mentors named Reese and Sanford. One of their duties was to suck their mentors' dicks each night. In part two, two weeks later, Sean and Noah have to not only suck but also swallow their mentors cum, but are rewarded with fewer of their other duties. Now Part Three. Noah and Sean had just...

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Devotion

Delfina was crying. I was crying. Behind us, the sun rose merrily in the eastern sky, oblivious to our anguished hearts. As I embraced her, tasting the bitter sweetness of her tears, I felt her fingertips desperately clutching mine—first to her brow, then her bosom, her left shoulder then her right. She shuddered, and a fresh torrent of sobs broke over her like a wave in the ocean she was forming on my shoulder. ‘Frank? Will you lead us in prayer?’ My mother’s sparkling, cornflower-blue eyes...

1 year ago
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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 6

I pulled off the messed up sheet and prepared our bed while he arranged the tub. As I got into the bathroom, I realised that it was not just a bath tub, but a Hamam with aromatic oils, candles and fragrant potions arranged in a neat line. Three steps led to the edge of the circular Hamam. Did Sweetpea plan to spoil me tonight? The tub was filled with scented water, petals of flowers floating in it. As I stepped into it, warm water touched my feet. Sweetpea was sitting in a corner, as he...

3 years ago
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Devotional Sex Training Your Husbands

This is a true story of how my wife and I stumbled across a very exciting part of our current sex life. It may seem incredible, but it is all true and she will be reading this before I post it online. It explains how the first cum tasting experience happened and our discovery of something called "Devotional Sex". Later in my other recounting of our experiences, I will go back in time as to how we met and how our desires developed into all sorts of play including Pegging.We have been together...

2 years ago
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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 2

We wrapped up the shooting of 'The Night of death'. As planned earlier, my show Suspense Nights was a weekly show, that was set to be aired sat-sun, 8 pm. I wanted to be with my family for the grand premier of the show, and took the first flight to New Delhi. My parents are the highest Rank holders of IAS and IPS services and both their official residences are in New Delhi. Usually I pay visit to my home once in a year during the annual festival in The Mother Goddess's honour. So my...

3 years ago
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She Caught Me Reading Lush

Karen and I love to read erotic stories. One of our favorite sites is called Lush. We both enjoy the variety of categories that the site has. A lot of times we’ll sit and read the stories together but there are times you’ll find one of us enjoying the stories by our self.  It was one of those times that started this whole story.Karen worked late this night and this left me without much to do. I wound up sitting in bed reading stories off of Lush and that is where I was when Karen came in. I...

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3 years ago
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A Crazy Afternoon On Lush

One afternoon, a few years ago I was twirling around in the office in my little portacabin that a joined onto the Big Cheeses much nicer better-insulated office. He even had integrated heating rather than a little electric heater. In any case, my bitterness over the heating was of no real relevance as it was late spring. The sun was threatening to come out, it was a lovely lighter grey day with only spotty showers and the temperature had soared to 14c. I was fairly often on my own. The Cheese...

Office Sex
2 years ago
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Lush Moderator Of The Month

Jenny was beside herself; it was the twenty-eighth of February and the last day of verifying stories, on her favourite Lush website, before the end of the month closed. She thought she was as close as anyone to that coveted award and she so desperately wanted it. There was one problem that stood in her way.Her husband!He had arranged to go on a short vacation to visit a church of some kind and he wanted Jenny to go with him. She could hardly refuse. How could she possibly get out of it? What...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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My Lush Lynn

Lynn is totally my lush.  She also happens to be my best friend, business partner, and has been dating Graham, her long-distance lover, for several years.  This is another of our many stories.I’m Alex and I too am in a long-distance relationship with Melanie.  The challenges of long-distance dating are one of our favorite topics of discussions.  I’m not going to suggest that we aren’t dedicated to our people, but between the weeks we see them, the days and nights can get long and hard.Lynn and...

Cheating
3 years ago
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Allie My Lush Fuck Buddy

I watched from the third floor hotel room window as she got out of her car. I was stunned and felt a rush move through my body. She was even more sexy and beautiful than the pictures she had texted me. A moment of doubt swept through my mind. Would I be able to please her in the ways we had talked about? Would my 50 year old body be able to keep up with a 27 year old woman? The thought of bailing out before she could get to the room crossed my mind briefly. "No," I said to myself. "She's driven...

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