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“Could I order another?”
“Your usual?” You ask.
“What else?” I said you knowing you only ask to be a funny.
“Well I have to run to the back for ice if you really want your drink.”
“Alright.” Looking and enjoying you’re your backside as you leave.
As you turn the corner I slowly make my way behind the counter, while I slowly grab my gun. “She will never see me coming.” I finally find you and there you are bending over to reach the bottom ice. “Oh that ass will soon be all mine.” I’m finally behind you slowly I press my gun against you.
“Freezes! Your now under arrest for the possession and possible selling of illegal drugs.”
“What!! Owe!” You are surprised by me making a quick move to get up and hitting your head on the ice door. “I do not do such things.”
Before you can turn your head i flash my badge in your facing knowing this was the only time to fool you with it. “I have been coming here most nights to track your doings. And there are 5 accounts of you selling or having illegal drugs.” Bringing my badge back and grabbing for the handcuffs. “Now will you please put your hands on your head slowly I need to cuff you.”
“I swear I did not do anything, I’m too broke to be selling.” As you slowly raise your hands to your head. I knew that you would buy it if I sold the strong type first. I put my gun away as you finish putting your hands on your head, with cuffs in hand I cuff you as you’re still not sure what’s going on.
“So how do I fight this, I swear I didn’t do anything you are arresting me for?” All your thinking about now is just trying to get out of this. You know you didn’t do it but your job and some much else is running through your mind.
“Well right now I need to do a strip search of you to make sure you don’t have any on you.” All your thoughts came to a stop. “I have to be nude?” Is the only thing on your mind now. The thought of me seeing you nude makes you weak in the knees for a sec, I miss it, but you still don’t like the idea of a stranger seeing nude.
“But the handcuffs……”
“Shhh!” As I take your apron off not being restricted, next I grab your shirt sleeves and rip them open to your collar. “I guess we will work around that, have a problem with that?” I think I’m selling the strong type. You are a little scared to speck cause of me talking so sternly, but your other lips are sure reacting. “Remember anything you say can be used against you. Being quiet might help your case.” As I pull your shirt over your head. I slowly see your lacey bra as I pull the shirt off. “Expecting some fun tonight? Well I need to take this off also, lucky you it opens in the front.” As I slowly let it fall to the hand cuffs all I can think is “Oh my, this is heaven!” I slowly pick each one and slowly start pawing each one slowly, I finally notice you shifting your legs. “She’s a kinky one! This is going to even better!”
“I don’t think there’s anything there after you moved the bra.” You risk talking hoping to not get to excited cause that would be so embarrassing for you, if this cop found out that you wanted him. You can’t help it but authority makes you hot. But that playing with the nipples is turning you on so much, he really needs to stop, before its to late for you.
“I need to get close and smell maybe even have to lick them, make sure weed wasn’t there.”
“Oh crap!” Is all you can think.
Slowly I rub my nose against your nipples and slowly they start to stiff, that’s my que to start licking them. First one then the next, soon you are pushing them in my face to lick more.
“Well since there is no source there I must dig deeper.” I smile a little but your eyes are wandering to not notice, I slowly trace my finger down to the navel only to circle it a bit. You never realized how hot that feels, until now. I enter it slowly and it produces nothing but to be sure I keep fingering as if I was playing with a pussy.
“Man he probes like he was fingering a pussy, or an ass. This guy is pro! Oh if he does that to either of my two holes I’m going to cum very quickly. Crap!” I start seeing worry in her eyes the minute I moved on to her pants. I slowly take down her pants and just pushing them down to her shoes, as I do all I can stare at is her bare pussy in front of me.
“Well you weren’t hiding anything on the outside, but we have to check everything.” I treat your pussy carefully spending a couple minutes outside ‘examining’ it. But soon just like your boobs your pushing your pussy on my fingers and I take that as a go and full speed, not giving you mercy. I am using both hands and no spot is untouched tracking you like a lock I soon find your spot and stay in that area until your using the ice machine to hold you up.
“Havvvve Youuu Found Anythinggggg Yetttttt????? Uuuuuugggggghhhhhhhh.” I suddenly stop.
“Actually no, “ I say naturally. ”Well only one place left!” I push you back in to the ice and so your ass in full glory. “I have gloves but this look so clean I might have to lick it just to be sure nothing was there like your boobs.” Words are utterly useless with you right now because you’re riding a high that you have not felt in a while. So I put my fingers in my mouth to finally taste you and warm my fingers while lubing them at the same time. I push your back farther down, forcing your boobs to be completely covered in ice now.
“Hold still now!” The only words I need for you to not shake so much from the cold. Slowly my fingers entered, your bliss has kept you knowing where my fingers were. Until I slowly start rubbing the front wall of your ass while rubbing your pussy back wall. Your eyes open wide, you don’t know what has just made you cum so quick, you turn to look me in the eye.
“What Are You Doing?!?!”
“Miss will you please stay quiet until the search is over, otherwise I will have to force you to be quiet.” My stern voice echoing in the room, while I hold back my smile from the dirty thoughts I’m having.
You don’t know this pleasure your feeling but it’s forcing your knees to weaken, and you start drooling from your lack of thinking on anything else. I slowly start running my fingers up and down this dividing flesh. I know this is a first of pleasure I will show you. Soon your knees are dead in strength and your waist is keeping you up as the ice machine is your balancer. I now have perfect access to your clit, and I dig in licking like your ice crème. Orgasms are now coming at a fast rate and your moans are as loud as can be, not letting up on you until I have you past your 3rd orgasm. Finally having you scream for more, gives lead way to my next plan.
“Alright I warned you!” I say as I yank my fingers from you. All you do is whimper at the leave of my tools. I pull you from the machine and notice your drool, trying to get you on your feet doesn’t work so I leave you on your knees facing me. You finally notice the drool also as I pick you up and hope I don’t see your humiliation. Sadly you see me dip my fingers in the soon to be ice of your drool and coat my fingers. I slowly circle your nipples with the same finger to let you know I saw the drool.
“Well,” I slowly start lowering my pants, I’m already at full length as I drop my boxers. Your right at eye level with it. “I guess you might be able to keep quiet if you had something in your mouth? Maybe even stop this problem of yours.” As I slowly dip my fingers back in the drool pool. “What are your thoughts on that?” You start to answer but you realize fast you shouldn’t, cause the second you opened your mouth I put my dick in. You have a moment of clarity and wonder how you are handcuffed and with a penis in your mouth. But I take you back to the penis in your mouth, as I get tired of waiting for you; I grab your head and start using you. Making you careless on how you got here and how great this penis taste.
Soon your hands are trying to cup my balls at not available means. I bend down to grab my keys from my pants pocket. As I find them I reach behind you and unlock the handcuffs. I stand back up to enjoy the soon pleasure of your hands. I run my hands through your hair slowly stopping on the back, and start scratching in circles; you moan softly enjoying this simple pleasure. Soon you start slowing down, I take this moment to take back control and show how I can be about the pleasure while still being in control. I start using the scratching as a hold and start throat fucking in a quick manner. This quickly leads you to another drooling spree which the drool is making your boobs slick and shiny. I soon feel myself about to cum so I pull out and lightly slap my dick across your face. Slowly you look back up at me with that slap, and soon our gaze seems to stop time around us. But our bubbling lust builds to our gaze, as if the calm before the storm. I grab your by the shoulder to lift you up back up to your feet. I steal a kiss in the lifting, only to get in a tongue fight each trying to conquer the other person’s mouth. As we fought I made a slow move of my hand to your neck, I break the kiss finally only to push your upper half over the cleaning sink. Since you were closing soon it had fresh bubbles, which coats your boobs as you are now bent over naked on the sinks edge. I move my hands first to your ass and then flap my hands to get you to spread your legs. You know the treat for doing this so you make room for me and right on cue. I start my penis down your trail of happiness, your crack, circling your asshole a couple times, and ending in brushing your pussy lips, purring the whole time cheering me on. I wait for you to turn around in want before I trust hard in to you, while waiting I spotted a clean espresso press. I started slowing down in my pace to make my plan work, while I’m pulled out I lube up the press with your juice from my dick. I slowly thumb your ass only to pull my thumb out and press the knob end of the press in to your ass whole. Your ass takes it smoother than I thought, but your vagina tights around my dick making me build with lust to fuck you hard and fast. Knowing where the handles are I grab your boobs and build my speed, after a while I bend down and whisper in to your ear. “Moan, scream, or yell as loud as you like! Only I can hear it!” You stop being held back by the norm and start hitting higher vocals levels all by my words. The faster I go the louder you get, you’re moaning from the depths and in turn making you even tighter for my pleasure. Soon I’m getting bigger the more you moan, bringing me close.
I let go of one of your boobs and return it to your ass. I slap your ass a couple times, and first you feel the sting and then you feel the plug more cause you thick ass is shacking around it. A few more slaps, then I move my hand to your plug, turning it a few times and then pistoling it in you. Soon you shake all over as you start to cum, in the start you curl your legs over my ass. Pushing me all the way in, while still playing with your ass. Soon your legs loosen your body starts to become weaker to stand, I help you keep your balance, while slowly pulling out as I turn you to face me. I slowly grab your face bringing your gaze to mine and sneak a kiss, my hands start roaming learning everything about your body by touch. I end the kiss to whisper softly “If you thought that was it, you’d be very wrong.” I follow with nibbling on your ear loop. “Ever wonder what you can order with these melons, I have.” I slowly lead you to the front while still roaming your body. When we get to the POS I push you on your back over the machine, only to follow with a quick removal. “Open up.” As you opened your mouth I put the espresso press knob in your mouth. “Now close. Slut!” I add a couple ass slaps to show enforcement. Now bending down I finger your pussy and spit at your ass, I slowly move my fingers to your ass to lube you up. You let a moan out while still having the knob in your mouth. Still fingering I move to make my aim, you suspect something is up, but were surprised when I actually take you slowly. I had you moaning soon using my tricks. I grabbed your hand to lead it down to your pussy as I was pumping your ass. Guiding your fingers in your pussy I push them to the far wall. You whisper “I can feel you.” I stopped deep inside of you, so you could slowly stroke me. You spend a little time and I start pumping soon after as you start keeping tracking me with your fingers. I start back in groping you while adding a couple slaps here and there. Soon we both start getting close my hands grabbing a bit harder. “I’m about to.” “Fill my ass then.” I slow to get close for a second, “I was not asking sweet heart.” I grab your hand in your pussy again trying to find the spot I will cum so you can feel it. We both cum together and slowly cuddling on top of the POS soon we catch our breaths. “So………” “Well I think I can let you go.” I walk towards my bag. “If you can promise that it’s not you selling.” I walk back with something in my hand. “And you wear these as a sign of good faith.” I hand up boy shorts. “I guess since if I didn’t I might lose my job and maybe go to prison.” You say in a sarcastic tone. “That’s right, prison! And you need to wear them every Friday. And I will know when you aren’t.” You raise your brow momentarily until I pull out my phone tap twice on it and slowly turn the screen towards you. It’s you and me doing it taken off one of the cameras. “Would you mind trying these on, to see if they are the right size of course?” I repeated myself because you were too focused on the screen the first time. You were still focused on the screen while fumbling with putting on the panties. Only at the last second did you notice something felt off, before that started vibrating, making your knees buckle for a moment. “So I guess since they fit we have a deal, let’s get dressed before your boss wonders what’s going on.” I finish by pulling you close so we can kiss. We part and you finally ask were wondering on and off the last hour. “So Dan will it be another six months before I see you again?” “Maybe.” I say while dressing. “But now you will know when I’m close.” I finish with the push of my phone again changing the speed of the vibrations. “But sooner than last time.” Now dressed I steal another kill and place the usual on the counter full uniform in sealed plastic. I push the print button on the POS screen, only until I rip it off the printer did I see what the melons ordered. “Man I hate iced coffee.”

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The Perfect Coffee

Introduction: A beautiful womans nameless encounter with a barista Hi there, Heres some more of my personal fantasies. Heres my blog http://singlesexysecrets.blogspot.com.au/ xxSSB. ————————– It had been an agonisingly long day. My high heels were cutting into my feet as I stepped out of the taxi. My husband was waiting at home. Even though it was barely 7pm I knew hed be snoring on the couch. Waiting for me to step through the door. His beer cans would be on the floor around him, his...

2 years ago
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Black coffee

One morning recently I was up before my hubby Jason who had pulled an all-nighter editing a hot new video we had just shot the night before. I was still feeling a little frisky from that shoot even though I’d been used every which way by a strong well hung military man (my contribution to the war effort). While hubby slept in I intended to make some coffee and perhaps sext with a hot BBC I’d met on Yahoo. But my morning plan was foiled by an empty coffee can. No caffeine buzz makes me a very...

1 year ago
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Black Coffee

I rolled my eyes in exasperation. ‘You do realize that I’ve asked you for coffee creamer twice now, right?’ The young waitress paused for a moment. Then her eyes went wide. ‘Oh, my gawd, I am so sorry, ma’am. I’ll get it for you right now!’ She was barely out of high school and looked harried, but my patience was at an end. ‘Don’t bother. Just send the manager.’ The waitress was nearly my age, and apparently thought that might make it possible for her to play me. ‘Oh! Look…you don’t have to...

3 years ago
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Coffee

It had been 12 years almost to the day since they had last laid eyes upon each other. Fleeting memories of intimate times fluttered through her mind causing her nipples to ache for his touch. Goosebumps covered the flesh down her arms and her chest. Here she was, staring at a message from a man from her past whom she loved deeply and let go by mistake. The message read, ‘Coffee Sometime?’ How, after 12 years does a simple question still excite her as their first meet had. Both happily married...

4 years ago
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Lemons And Coffee

The gate opened slowly with the weight of my shoulder as I tried to balance the heavy box of lemons, my hot cup of coffee, and the neighbor’s newspapers. My neighbor, Harry was due back from his regular Fly-In Fly-Out shift roster and would arrive home sometime after 1800 hours that night. His partner Jackie had been away visiting family for the past week and had planned to arrive back home around the same time as Harry. I would often bring down a bag of fruit and the newspaper or magazines to...

Seduction
3 years ago
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Buy Me a Coffee

Max had only been up at the shopping complex for a short time, he wasn’t in the best of moods for the organization he belonged to had been losing members and he had been given the task of trying to boost membership. It was strange that membership was proving difficult for with all the publicity in keeping fit one would have thought that a cycling group would haven’t had difficulty, but then as he observed the passing public it was very noticeable that his age was very unfit and very fat. He...

2 years ago
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Hate

It’ a funny thing what hate can do to a man. Hate is an emotion which can lead you in so many directions. It can eat your guts out and turn you into a shell of a man who is useless or it can goad you into doing things which you swear you were never capable of accomplishing. Cory Harmon started hating one person a lot of years back and it sent him over the edge into that place where you become a shell. He struggled with it and himself for four or five years, building walls around himself which...

2 years ago
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Morning Coffee

“Think I’ve about had enough of him, he’s so thick!” “Aww, Cathy, he’s cute though,” I commented. “Cuteness isn’t enough, I want more, something like a real conversation would be a good start.” “Seems like he’s interested you for months now.” “Has his good points I must admit, he is fun in bed.” I grinned, “Well, can’t have everything Cathy.” “Maybe not, but this isn’t growing into the relationship I wanted. All he wants to do is have sex and then watch sport.” “Well he...

2 years ago
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Morning Coffee

MORNING COFFEEBy Miranda BirchCopyright ©2019 Miranda Birch. All Rights Reserved.It all started when my friend Sue invited me round for coffee. I hadn't seen her forages. I knew she had had love-life problems, what with her unemployed live-in boyfriendexpecting her to do all the housework as well as hold down a demanding job in a Citybank to support the two of them.I got there about eleven, and was ushered in by a strangely-excited Sue. I said nothing,but wondered what was up. She took my coat,...

1 year ago
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Just For Coffee

Like I said before, "I should have read more into it." About 2-3 weeks later I got a call from "Arieanna" while I was at work. She wanted to know what time I would be home so that she could go out and run some errands for her work. Well, I got home about 6:30 that night. As soon as I walked through the door, "Arieanna" was just about ready to leave. She let me know that dinner was in the oven and that she'd call me later. Nothing to me seemed out of the ordinary. If there was a sign, I had...

4 years ago
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Naked Cup of Coffee

The Naked Cup Of Coffee: My Sex Education From A Beautiful, Delightfully Horny, OLDER Woman The boss stopped by with a new employee in tow. "Hey guys, listen up and meet Tina, she's our new finishing artist. She starts today, be nice to her O.K.? You had better be... she will be doing the finishing on your projects, 'nuff said?" I must say that for a monogamous, strict Roman Catholic with a stern old world German demeanor, the old boy still had a good eye for the ladies. In addition, all...

2 years ago
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The Gift of Coffee

My fascination about an older man started with a glance and a smile. I seen him around my neighborhood and around the grocery store, but like never really noticed or paid any attention to him, until one day. I was keeling down in the aisle looking at the magazines and I noticed him standing behind me and he looked down at me and I noticed he was looking down my shirt. He kept looking and smiled at me. My mom and my little sister were next to me in the cart. I felt that he was looking at me and...

4 years ago
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I want coffee

I want coffee.Or at least that’s what I keep telling myself as I step outside of my store and walk towards yours. I need that little boost mid afternoon to make through the rest of my shift and to deal with all the tired customers coming to my store. Coffee will help that.Or at least that’s what I keep telling myself as I open the door to your store. We both know I’m there to see you; see your smile, hear your voice, and get lost in your eyes. But I can never tell you why I’m there. If you knew...

2 years ago
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Morning Coffee

James and Danielle were on top of the world with James being a hedge fund manager at B&C Fund Managers they never wanted for money. His aggressive business investments and confident nature had won him the admiration of his peers and associates. Not only was he intelligent and confident, he was also charming and handsome which had won him many conquests in bed and his beautiful wife Danielle. Danielle was a biochemist and computer programmer working for one of the worlds most renowned...

3 years ago
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Morning Coffee

Sunday morning. She loved Sundays. It was her favorite day of the week. Time for coffee she thought, puttering about the house in her comfy but almost tattered pink robe that had a small hole in one pocket, and the terrycloth looked worn out and matted, much like a teddy bear that had seen one too many days in a child’s life. She opened the front door and picked up the Sunday paper that was thrown near the front walkway. Of course the plastic was wet, since it seemed the delivery kid always...

BDSM
2 years ago
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April Morning Coffee

Another workday morning, I’m awake in the purple haze before dawn, long before I need to be to prepare for work. Is it really April already? The savory, sweet smell of my special-blend coffee woke me before my alarm, as usual, but this time before the coffee maker’s din-din-ding alert. Eyes closed, I walk my home labyrinth through my bedroom, to, and down the stairs, past my dining room, and into my kitchen as my brew’s soothing scent reaches out for me with its captivating tendrils. The time...

1 year ago
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Having the Neighbor Over For Coffee

It was just 6:30 in the morning. I was sitting out on my front steps, sipping on my first coffee of the day, enjoying the morning sun as it rose higher into the sky. What a beautiful morning. The damp morning air smelled fresh and the golden sun warm on my face. I was just swallowing the last mouthful of coffee as I caught sight of neighbor's door opening. She emerged from her house wearing her housecoat. I could tell by the sway of her large tits under her robe that she was probably naked...

Interracial
3 years ago
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Making Coffee

 I wake in a tangle of sheets and realise I’m in his arms. It’s warm, he’s warm, radiating love and light and I feel swaddled and safe. It’s hot outside too, I can feel the heat building and as I lay here in the grey light just a few moments awake, I know the heat is going to build to a white-hot zenith and we will escape into the cool together again later. I enjoy the moment, careful not to wake him so I breathe softly. I still can’t believe it, after all this time, the dream I wanted most of...

BDSM
3 years ago
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Making Coffee

I wake in a tangle of sheets and realise I’m in his arms. It’s warm, he’s warm, radiating love and light and I feel swaddled and safe. It’s hot outside too. I can feel the heat building and as I lay here in the grey light just a few moments awake, I know the heat is going to build to a white hot zenith and we will escape into the cool together again later. I enjoy the moment, careful not to wake him and breathe. I still can’t believe it, after all this time, the dream I wanted most of all has...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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Coffee

Everyone has a fantasy - this is just one of mine Coffee? “Would you like a coffee?”  I go into your kitchen.  I feel at home here. I have been here plenty of times before. I fill your kettle up and get down the large heavy coffee cup I prefer. “Here let me get that,” you softly said as you wrap your arms around me, and I get that tingly feeling you give me. You lightly tickle my neck with your tongue and hot breath while sliding your hands down into my top and under my bra where my nipples are...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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The Temptation Of Coffee

The unctuous sales pitch droned on and on; the view’s fantastic, the location amazing, nothing like it on our books, yadda yadda yadda.Seething, a sarcastic ‘shaddap your face’ nearly escaped, for cloying words don’t suck me in. Those pristine silica sands, that shimmering turquoise sea; they won’t seal the deal. After all who turns their back on the shabby reality of this fixer-upper of an apartment?“Annie and I need to talk,” Mitch said. Uriah Heep’s doppelgänger took the hint and went...

Seduction
2 years ago
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Coffee

I always think of her when I smell coffee. I saw her the first time when I was walking through an open air market in Brazil. Every move I made was lazy and slow in the warm sun. I loved feeling the coolness of the gentlest breeze. The heat and the country slow me down. People all seem to move slower in South America, not rushing from one pointless, deadening job to another, like we do in the North. While I am there, I become one of them, enjoying tastes, sounds, people, and living. Vendors...

3 years ago
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RansomeChapter 3 Shopping For Coffee

The following week they met again, apparently by chance. “We really can’t go on meeting like this,” he said, smiling, “People will start talking about us.” She returned his smile and offered, “Well, when they are talking about us, they won’t be talking about anyone else, now will they?” “I know. Let’s make it obvious. Come and have a cup of coffee with me, please,” he asked. “Erm, well, where exactly?” she seemed very doubtful. He decided it was time to see how submissive she was. “Here,...

3 years ago
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Come For A Coffee

I walked briskly to the bus stop and waited for a little under two minutes, and when I bought my ticket I spoke as quietly as possible, so my voice wouldn’t sound too shaky: instead it sounded like a deranged croak. Trying to act cool, and relax enough to stop shivering, I took a seat at the back of the bus. The journey took about ten minutes, but felt like nearly a year, especially with the darkness outside being accentuated as it was by the feeble strobing quality of the lamp posts outside...

3 years ago
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She Could Smell the Coffee

She could smell the coffee; it was a rich aroma that always got to her. She loved to wake up to that smell. Every Friday evening at nine p.m. she set the timer for six a.m., lay out her jogging shorts and tank top and went to bed. Ever since she discovered the trail at the edge of town soon after moving there last summer she had jogged there early in the morning every Saturday. No way would she jog in the park or in the evening, that she knew was too dangerous. Not long after arriving early...

1 year ago
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I thought we were just meeting for coffee

She asked me a question about my gf that I do not remember because the next second her hands were holding my belt buckle and she was trying to get it undone. I said "Whoa! I uh...", and Kim replied "I thought this is why what you wanted? A blow job isn't really cheating now is it?". I have to start this story to explain why I had my affair, it's in no way saying I'm shallow or a bad person, but we all have our moments of weakness and we all do have expectations of what our partner should be to...

Affair
4 years ago
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Annie Says Maybe Ch 12 The AnniversarySpiced

Ch. 1: The AnniversaryOn their tenth anniversary Sam and Annie held hands under a candle-lit dinner table. Their lives together had accumulated an embarrassment of riches; deep, abiding love and respect for one another, two darling and mischievous little kids pittering and pattering all over their condo, and a shiny new SUV, all counted among their crown jewels.Date nights on the other hand, were rarer treasures. The happy couple basked in their moment together, even as they struggled here and...

Straight Sex
3 years ago
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The Devils Pact the Hell ChroniclesChapter 2 Sacrificed to Molech

Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Saturday, September 28th, 2013 – Mayor Colton Bray – Tacoma, WA The Majestic Brandon, the supreme God of mankind, gasped and moaned atop the almost comatose body of his wife, Desiree. I stood not far away before the great fire lit in the center of the jail's exercise yard, my wife Yoon at my side. Desiree's face was bloodied and battered, beaten unconscious for defying Brandon. The foolish woman was loyal to that false god Mark, and her husband...

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