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Shanda and I had purchased a home in a well-to-do neighborhood. My company was transferring me to a new position and location. I was excited about my new job, as it had plenty of potential for growth in the company. The only comment my old man made was, "Wha for, youse want to move in with all those white folks? You community ain't good enough?" That is where I wanted to be with that group of people to help me climb in the company.

Shanda was a teacher and had yet to seek teaching positions. It was summer, and she had plenty of time to explore for a place and make the house how she wanted it. The neighbors on each side of us had an in-ground pool, but you could see little of them from our home.

To the east of us was the home of Bill Gaffery and his wife, Ellen. To the west was Tom Edleman and his wife, Mandy. Mandy was a striking woman with long black hair, but Ellen Gaffery was no slouch in the looks department.

My new boss thought getting settled in my new home was more important than getting all the orientation lectures from HR. He told me to take the week and really get settled in our new home. I did have a lot of things to do.

Shanda sent me next door to borrow some coffee, as we had totally forgotten to get any or bring any. I knocked on Edleman's door. Mrs. Edleman answered the door. She greeted me with, "Hi! You must be our next-door neighbors." I was lost for words because she was standing in a one-piece bathing suit, and I just stared at pure loveliness.

"You almost missed me. I was about to take my morning swim. I know you don't have a pool, so you and your misses can use the pool anytime. The Kellogs used it all the time when they lived in your home."

"I just came over to borrow some coffee. We will pay you back, Mrs. Edleman."

"Hey, call me Mandy. We don't want to get all formal here."

I said, "OK, Mandy." I was mesmerized by what I was looking at. I did not tell her my name or Shanda's. A picture of exquisite beauty stood before me. She had a slim body topped off with breasts that hard a hard time staying in that suit. When she went to get some coffee for us, she walks away from me with a gorgeous rear end swaying as she walked with long shapely legs. Two lovely, exposed cheeks started getting me aroused.

"Come on, let me show you the pool and the equipment to turn on if you and your wife use it."

She led me around the side of the house and a fence with a gate and combination pad. She said, "The combo is 0069. My husband's little joke." We walked into the pool area, and she dove into the water. She came back out after a few laps, walking up the pool steps and the shallow end. Her suit must have had little lining because her nipples with the suit being wet were perfectly outlined. I did not dare immediately look down to see what was happening at the bottom of the suit. When I did get a chance to look without being apparent other perfect outlines were well defined.

"My name is Shaton, and my wife's name is Shanda, and thank you for the tour and the coffee."

"Welcome to the neighborhood, Shaton. Glad your here."

When she glanced down to see if all this affected me, I knew the dive in the pool was planned. I was concerned, and my size in that area of my body is not easily hidden. It brought a smile to her pretty face, and I knew I had to get the hell back home.

That night when Shranda and I went to bed, I made love to my wife, thinking about Mandy. My wife commented, "Oh baby, that was a good one for both of us!" The surprising thing is that I did not feel any guilt thinking about that luscious thing next door.

**
My wife's insistence on having a rock garden had me working in the heat of the day hauling rocks. After finishing moving the Mandy required number of stones, I decided to take a quick dip in the Edleman's pool. I had seen the Edleman's car drive away, so I thought the coast would be clear. I put on my spandex swimming trunks and an old shirt. I took a walk to the gate at the Edleman's s and punched in the right code. Pushing 0069 got me thinking about what it would be like to do that with Mandy. Shanda and I always enjoyed doing that, but sometimes doing it to each other, one receiving and one giving, was always erotic.

I took off my shirt, dropped it on one of the lounge chairs, and made my way to the water. The coolness of the water as I dove in was delightful. I was on my third lap when I heard talking, and when the sliding glass door opened, Mandy and another blonde-haired woman came out. Both were in shorts, Mandy in a tee shirt and the other woman in a halter top. Trying to decide which of them looked the sexiest was a hard decision. Mandy was taller, but the other gal, though smaller, was just as well built.

They sat down in the lounge chairs. Mandy sat comfortably with her legs crossed, while the other woman dangled her leg over the side of the arm of the chair. I just imagined the view up close and in front of that pose. Mandy waved to me and yelled, "Shaton, come on up for a cool one." while holding a bottle of beer.

I knew if I paraded up to those lounge chairs, my bulge would be in full view without my shirt. Shanton always tells me, "the only thing that will hide that thing of yours is a suit of armor." I knew I could not stay in the water forever, so I came up the pool steps and walked toward the lounge chairs. Both women followed each step that I made. When I got to them and reached for my shirt, the blonde woman said, "Oh honey, don't hide that view from us. Just relax." I left the shirt off.

Looking down on her crotch was in full view, only covered by small loose shorts. I knew in the right position, one could look up the leg and see what was beneath. Mandy leaned over to give me a beer, and I could see there was nothing beneath that tee. Between the two of them, keeping my bulge from growing would be difficult.

"Shaton, this is Hope Billings."

Hope waved, and the smallness of the halter top did no prevent her breasts from giggling. Getting an erection in a spandex suit will hold it down, but the bulge will become more prominent. My bump was doing just that from the views in front of me. I surmised that with the mood I was in that I would submit to any offer of sex. Hope continually jiggled her foot that was over the chair arm. I wanted so much to be in the position to look up the leg of the shorts. Mandy helped with that proposition with her offering her chair as she went to get another out of the pool storage shed.

I eased back into the lounge and let my eyes wander up that shapely leg. The view was perfect for looking up the leg of the shorts. And there nestled inside the shorts was a puffy piece of flesh looking delicious. Hope wearing nothing underneath those shorts. I could feel the blood rushing to my groin. As my eyes drifted upward, I did stop long enough to admire hard nipples pressing against those triangle shapes of the halter top. Reaching Hope's eyes, her mouth puckered, and kissed the air in my direction. She smiled and looked down at my bulge. I was protruding, and she knew what effect she was having on me. I looked one more time up her shorts and licked the air. She made a little moan.

"You know I would like that, Shaton. Any chance?"

Before I could answer, Mandy showed up with the extra lounge chair and said, "Here is one for you." I got up to move to the new chair and decided not to try to hide what I had going on in my trunks. I proudly let the outline show. Hope gave another little moan. Mandy was also staring. As we traded chairs, Mandy let her hand drag across my rear end. I was being seduced by these two ladies, and I liked it.

If I was going to let that happen, it would be on my terms. I said, "Shanda will be visiting her mother this weekend. I would not mind a midnight swim."

"Friday at 10, agreeable with everybody?"

All heads nodded. I know I was leaking in my trunks, but fortunately, they were still wet from the dip in the pool. I excused myself, one more time eyeing that soft hunk of flesh being shown by those loose shorts. Mandy walked me to the gate and kissed me on the cheek. She coyly said, "I look forward to Friday. It will be much better than the little kiss I just gave you." I put my arm around her and let my hand slide down to her soft behind.

"Looking forward to it all," I softly said. I went in the back door, pulling down the trunks, and with no hold down, my between legs companion stood out very straight. I just said, "Friday, big fella! You will get your workout." I waited until I was hanging, then proceeded upstairs to find my wife. I took her with no complaints and satisfied my desire from the two ladies I would be with on Friday.

**

When I saw Tom drive away from the house, I made a call to Mandy. She quickly answered and said, "I was just about to call you. I have a problem with our date on Friday night. Tom wants me to go to some dinner thing at his boss's home. I have to go. I contacted Hope, and she is still ago." I told her that was fine, and I still wanted to keep the date even if the best part had other plans. She liked hearing that and said, "Don't worry, Shaton, I will make it up to you."

After a few more chit chats, we clicked off. I was disappointed because I was looking forward to having those long legs of hers wrapped around me. Just thinking about that, I start getting hard. The woman is hot, but I did look forward to penetrating the rest of what was not showing in Hope's short shorts. I watched some porn on the net, my favorite being any black dude doing a blonde white woman. I did get myself off looking at the video and thinking of Hope.

That night in bed, with Shanda having her period, her mouth enveloped my member, and I came thinking of Hope. I could not wait for more than just thoughts. I always had a thing for a blonde white woman with that white and pink invitation between their legs, and this one would be my first. I did have many black women before I married Shanda, but the white gal was always a fantasy.

**

Friday evening finally arrived, and I was actually nervous. I kissed Shranda as she left for her mother's for the weekend. It was one of those guilty, I'm sorry, kisses, but I had no intentions of passing up this sexy white woman. I decided not to take any trunks but swim nude in front of Hope, and I hoped she would do the same.

I punched in 0069 on the gate lock and made my way to the pool. I undressed, leaving my clothes on one of the lounge chairs. I went to the pool shed and found one Tiki lamp and fired it up. It gave just the right amount of light around the pool. With no sexy Hope around, I dove into the pool. The water felt nice around my body, and I swam some laps, and then I heard the gate open.

Hope came out of the darkness dressed only in a towel wrapped around her. She walked to the lounge chair and set down a purse, and let the towel fall from her body, catching it with her hand. She walked towards the pool, dragging the towel behind her.

The Tiki light was finally on her, and I felt my heart beating faster. I was getting hard watching this gorgeous white creature looking so sexy. I would do to her anything she wanted. Her breasts pointed with pink nipples. Her clean-shaven mound held that place where all men love to be. The whiteness of her was like an angel. She walked to the grassy area next to the pool and laid the towel out on the grass. She came to the pool and asked, "Are you going to come out to me, or do I have to come into the pool with you?"

She went to the steps of the pool and slowly came down the steps. Each step was sexier than the last. I was rock hard. She waded up to me and put her arms around my neck, and kissed me. So soft, so tender, and I was sure I was leaking in the water. I felt her hand wrap around my swollen appendage. She cooed, "Oh my, Shaton, you are bigger than I imagined. That is every girl's fantasy to have that size in her."

I kissed her and whispered in her ear as I felt the lovely mounds hanging on her chest, "You can have that anywhere you like, Hope." I then kissed her nipple and let my hand surrounded what was between her legs. Hope looked at me and said, "Shall we retire to the towel?" I was more than willing, taking her hand as she led me out of the pool to the towel. She laid down on it and opened her legs for me to see what I needed at the moment. I knelt between her legs and lowered myself to kiss her. She willingly kissed me back with an exploring tongue. With that kiss, the tip touched her soft whiteness between her legs. She said, "Please put that thing in me." I pushed a little bit, and her opening parted. I felt it slide deep inside of her. In a demanding tone, she said, "Pump it like you never pumped it before." I gave in to her wishes and humped her as fast as my hips would move. She screamed, "Oh my god! Oh my god! Don't stop, don't stop!" She started cumming, and her fingers tore at my flesh. I never had anybody cum like that. It was so wild and so sexy. I just kept going, and she rose to the occasion one more time. I would have liked to go for thirds, but my system provided the necessity of sperm flow. I had never had a cum like that ever in my life with her screaming obscenities at me.

She lay on the towel, and I rolled onto the grass. She calmly said, "Let's go into the water." I followed her, and we waded into the water hand in hand. She draped her arms around my neck, and we kissed and explored with our hands all over each other's bodies. It was so erotic and sexy with her. Eventually, I got hard again, and she pushed me to the edge of the pool and had me sit on its side. I welcomed her lips around me—a so sensitive place, wanting more of her loving. My sack was gently handled as her lips and tongue danced on all the sensitive spots of my hard-on. She knew that I was about to cum and welcomed my love juice into her mouth. With her mouth to me, she kissed me sharing my load with me. I found that so erotic, I jumped into the pool and lifted her to the side. I spread her legs and felt my face nestle into the softness between her legs. She started moaning the minute my tongue found the right spot to make her bellow with orgasm. It was such a hot moment, I will never forget it.

We again were in the water holding each other close. We nibbled and chatted about most sexual things. I rubbed her soft thigh, and on occasion, put my finger on her mounds separation. She loved that as her eyes were closed. I felt her hand around my swollen flesh. She would work on me until my sack was so drawn tight against my body. We kept that up, kissing all the while.

"Hope, my wife is at my mother's, but how did you get away from your husband?"

"Oh, baby, I didn't. He drove me here. See that second-story window. He has been watching us since I walked into that gate. He is always prepared with binoculars, infrared, and multiple cameras. The pictures he takes, he will fawn over and get himself off."

"Are you kidding?"

"No, silly, how do you think I came over here nude in my car? He has a key to the Edlemans, but don't you ever tell Tom. My Barry has been doing Mandy for almost a year."

"Your husband is Barry Billings, the CEO?"

"Nonother, your CEO. Don't worry, he loves to watch me with other men. You were special, being African-American. He wanted to see me with a man of your race and as the say BBC."

"Oh shit, I am overwhelmed."

"Mandy arranged all this and had no intentions of being here. She says she wants you all by herself. And after this evening, I can say I don't blame her. I hope we do this again. If you are willing, Barry would like to see you in bed with me."

"I am sure game for that. Whatever Barry would like. You are the hottest piece of ass I ever had. You make Shranda almost be an amateur."

"Don't worry, honey, love will not enter the equation, as I would never give up my lifestyle with Barry. It is nothing but given pleasure to another sexy human being, and besides, Mandy wants a little of you herself."

"I look forward to that."

"Just one question Shaton, does your wife have any fantasies about other women? When she came over with the coffee for Mandy, she made my panties wet."

"I am not sure. We do occasionally watch lesbian porn, but that is about all I know.

"I would like to be alone with you or in a threesome with you and your wife."

"It sounds like you are into that sort of thing."

"Hon, there is nothing like munching between the legs of another woman and have her do the same to you."

"I know I like doing that to a woman."

"Would the two of you consider swapping?"

"Now we had talked about that when we were going together, but nothing since."

"Honey, do me a favor and feel her out on all of that; alone; threesome; or swapping."

I agreed I would, and now I was about to put my wife in other men's hands. The thought of her giving herself to a white man and sucking on him excited me. Her face on a white mound splitting it open with her tongue made me hard. I was hooked...

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I first met Janet when we were both in college. She's actually four years or so younger than me, but I took a couple years off after high school, to make some money, and then went to the junior college on the part-time plan, before heading off to the big university. So by the time we met, I was a senior, and she was a junior.We met in a class we had together, and pretty quickly, we ended up studying together fairly regularly. Frankly, I had never met anyone like her – our personalities seemed...

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Finding WendyWhore

Emshon's Authors Note -- This is an older story of mine that was posted on Crystal's Story Site (R.I.P.) back in 2001. I'm going to consolidate everything here on Fictionmania. I hope you enjoy this oldie-but-a- goodie. Finding Wendy Whore It was late Friday night and I had enjoyed a few beers too many. As usual, I was feeling quite randy, so I decided to browse the internet and seek out a little cyber-action. I live in a small town some three hours outside of Dallas, so my...

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Finding Out The Truth

Edited By RainDear Thirty year old Justin and twenty-eight year old April Reed were sitting together, bored as usual, and unable to find anything interesting on TV. April was a very beautiful lady with long, wavy, chestnut hair and light green eyes. Her breasts stood out nicely, being only palm sized but nicely shaped overall, but her long graceful legs were what drew most men to her and her husband was no exception. The only trait some men found unattractive was her sometimes overly pale...

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Finding Elvis Ch 11

Chapter Eleven: Cleaning the Kat box ‘What?’ Gretchen exclaimed. ‘That’s preposterous. Why the hell did you do that?’ ‘It seemed like a good idea at the time,’ he said with a shrug. I leaned my elbows onto the counter. ‘But, did you kill them?’ I asked quietly. Admittedly, there were a few people that killed and that I missed as suspects, but David just never pinged on my radar. Frankly, I wondered if he was one of those who loved so deeply that he would confess to a crime he did not...

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Finding The Right Woman Ch 03

I wrote this story in three parts. You may want to read the first two before reading this one. Again, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. * Jim speaks again: As I lay in my bed and watched the nurses I couldn’t help but think about Marie. I remembered her saying how she wanted to become a nurse, a physical therapist yet. According to my doctor I was going to need one. Why did I blow it? Was I so afraid of her past that I was unable to see...

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Finding My Voice Chapter 1 First Steps along the Path

FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 1 - First Steps along the Path My dear mother, lately deceased, had this phrase she used to use during my childhood whenever I got depressed over my insecurities and lack of real friends. "Don't worry dear," she would say; "It is all a question of finding your own 'voice'. One day you will suddenly come to realise who you truly are and where you fit in society. On that day you will have 'found your own voice,' and from then on you will, I promise you, be...

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Finding Her Master Pt5

Finding Her MasterBy Ropeteasec 2010Chapter 9Joe turned off the lights in the living room as he went out the front door making sure it was locked. Putting the key in the ignition, Joe hesitated a moment. He thought back to the day’s events. Joe admired how Robin became a different person the second she entered her office that morning. Noticing how her facial expressions changed from the radiating glow of pure happiness to a strong fighter for her clients and when the trial was over how she...

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Finding The Right Woman Part 3

Jim speaks again: As I lay in my bed and watched the nurses I couldn't help but think about Marie. I remembered her saying how she wanted to become a nurse, a physical therapist yet. According to my doctor I was going to need one. Why did I blow it? Was I so afraid of her past that I was unable to see what a wonderful woman she was? I realized I made the biggest mistake of my life walking out on her. I would give anything to have a do over. To live that last few minutes with her over...

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Finding LisaChapter 3

Let's stay together "BLOODY-HELL!" she exclaimed and threw her arms round me. "You look... Blimey... What's... ? Come in... holy shit!" "Mandy! Mind your language!" said a voice from another room. "Sorry dad!" Giggling, we piled up to her room. I felt elation that I had not felt in a long time, finding that Mandy was not responsible for putting me in that God-awful position with Greg Bridger at the Cordoba; it was just a complete misunderstanding. I guess it was just a lack of...

3 years ago
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Night of Hope

I had noticed Hope a year or so before this happened, and had fantasized about being with her but also thought, “It’ll never happen, she so much younger, “ and so for obvious reason, I had to suppress my feeling. Hope was a student of mine and her name is synonymous with the desires I was feeling about being with her, but I knew it probably would never happen. However, one day the opportunity did present itself, and naturally I hesitated, but quickly realized I had to take the chance. I...

2 years ago
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Looking for Hope

Looking For Hope By Dawn DeWinter CHAPTER 1 - DOWN THE MANHOLE Hope is gone. There is no sign of hope. Hope is nowhere to be found. She hasn't replied to an e-mail since the eleventh. Why doesn't she answer? She can't be on vacation. If she were, she'd have told us all. She's always kept in touch before. Why not now? It's not like Hope to have gone missing. Where is Hope? Does anyone know where she lives? Where she works? Does she live or work in New York City? Tell me if...

1 year ago
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Finding Love

I, finally, got to the perfect position and I would be able to observe what was happening in the courtyard of the building where our target was being held prisoner. The rest of the SEAL team would arrive in about ten minutes to effect the rescue of our target. My name is Rick Steiger. I am a lieutenant in the United States Navy attached to SEAL Team 12. My job was to observe and take any action necessary to insure that the rescue mission was successful. I was situated approximately eight...

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Finding Her Master Pt 8

Finding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. ‘Thank you,’ Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. ‘Master, may I speak?’Robin...

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Finding Her Master Pt10

Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their...

1 year ago
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Finding Her Master Pt10

Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their cars....

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2 years ago
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Finding Her Master Pt 8

Finding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. "Thank you," Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. "Master, may I speak?"Robin...

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4 years ago
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Ellen Maddy and Hope

Ellen, Maddy and HopeWarning: lesbian scenes and intense sexual descriptions and language.Ellen started awake.She lay still for a few moments, wondering why she had woken up from the wonderful dream she had been having. She'd been making love in her dream to one of the new secretaries at work – the tall brunette at the receiving desk. She had just started kissing her, her short skirt had been riding up nicely over her molded thighs as Ellen was bending her over the desk...Damn. She had to pee -...

1 year ago
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Fantasy with Hope

I’ve had this fantasy and thought, “It’ll never happen me, I’ll never have the opportunity to be with someone much younger than me,” but it did and I still can’t believe it actually happened. Hope was a student of mine and her name is synonymous with the desires I was starting to feel for her, and on a daily basis I had to suppress these feeling for obvious reasons. Hope was Latina, very pretty, but unfortunately she was very young. She had dark hair, dark eyes, and because she was so young,...

3 years ago
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Fucked by Hope

This is a story about a guy and his playful, but dominant, t-girl girlfriend.It involves blowjobs and fucking, where the guy receives the dick. The story also includes spanking, cum-eating, foot-worship.If you're not into the idea of a cute girl with a dick inflicting all this on a guy, it's probably best to avoid this one.The vibe is playful, consensual, and loving dominance... but with some reluctance from the male character.* * * *Hope jumped onto the bed and straddled my body. Warm, morning...

1 year ago
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Fucked by Hope

Hope jumped onto the bed and straddled my body. Warm, morning light filtered through the half-open curtains and reflected on her long, damp, dark-brown hair. It glistened with moisture from the shower she had just taken and framed her excited face. She threw her white towel onto the wooden floor of my apartment, placed her hands on her hips, and grinned at me. My eyes scanned over her lightly-bronzed body. She was clad in nothing but a black bra and matching panties. I was utterly...

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Finding Jerome in my favorite recliner

I noticed in the afternoon that my stupid Boss was in danger as I thought about killing him; but I suddenly saw it was time to leave the office; so the lucky bastard survived one more day to my fury and anger…All I wanted as I drove my car, was getting home, enjoy a warm relaxing shower and fuck my sensual wife during all night long…But I found Jerome’s car parked at our driveway…Once inside the living room, I got a full sight of that nigger bastard sitting at my favorite recliner, with his...

2 years ago
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Finding My Voice Chapter 4 Duncan

FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 4 - Duncan My habit of socialising with Imogene and Paul on a fairly regular basis continued much along the same lines for the next few months. I still lacked the courage to go out dressed so we tended to entertain each other at our respective houses. I found I enjoyed planning meal menus and discovered a real passion for cooking. I won't say that I was in any way competitive; let's just leave it with the comment that, for both households, the meals became...

4 years ago
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Finding My SonChapter 2

I felt really strange sitting in the lounge of an hotel with my son whilst he told me about how his step mother had been frigid for much of her marriage to his father, it was something I didn't really want to know about, so I pushed him about why they'd had what he called strong words. "Well" he grinned shyly, "They'd been out to a friend's wedding, they should have stayed overnight, but for whatever reason they came home early and caught us" "Us?" I queried, "You've got to...

1 year ago
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Hope

I can't begin to tell you what Hope means to me. My mother died when I was very young, so young in fact, that I hardly remember her. She is a faded image in my mind, and only old photographs remind me of what she once looked like. She was very pretty my mother, and I guess I miss her. That may sound a little cold and callous, but I never really knew her. Hope, on the other hand, was another story. Hope is my best friend's mother, and I have had a crush on her for as long as I've known what...

2 years ago
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First Step with Hope

It had taken all my courage to turn up and meet her; having connected by internet only, and seen pictures of each-other, I yearned to see her. Wanting to make her feel as comfortable as possible and confirm I was not some on-line creep, I agreed to meet her at a club she frequented, so she would be among friends. I was in a cold sweat; she was incredibly feminine and over the weeks, had indulged me with some deeply intimate thoughts as she became more trusting and confident. My cock...

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My Future Hope

I lay here thinking about the past month. Things only went from bad to worse. My now ex fiancé and I were kicked out of one place, found another only to have are relationship dissolve before my eyes. My name is Jason Porter. I am 5’11, blue eyes, dark dirty blonde hair which I keep buzzed, and an average slim body. For the past 2 years I was with a wonderful girl. Problem was she has 4 girls ages 11, 8, 6, and 5. Her oldest looks like she is 18. The problems started when the 11 year old...

2 years ago
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New Found Hope

I lay here thinking about the past month. Things only went from bad to worse. My now ex fiancé and I were kicked out of one place, found another only to have are relationship dissolve before my eyes. My name is Jason Porter. I am 5’11, blue eyes, dark dirty blonde hair which I keep buzzed, and an average slim body. For the past 2 years I was with a wonderful girl. Problem was she has 4 girls ages 11, 8, 6, and 5. Her oldest looks like she is 18. The problems started when the 11 year old started...

2 years ago
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Praying For Hope

Since we met in the summer, it was somehow appropriate, befitting to the season and to the warm temperatures that we should part in the summer. Only, this time, the weather had changed for the worst and there was a significant difference in the climate. Even though the day of our meeting and the day of his departure had similar temperatures approaching 90 degrees, the fever I felt, when finally meeting him, had cooled to an icy frost by the time he left me. ‘I’m sorry, Liz.’ ‘Bye-bye Bill.’ ...

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Faith and Hope

My high school girlfriend was an absolute doll – about five-foot-four, pleasingly round, with short blonde hair, big brown eyes, a gorgeous butt and a firm pair of tits that I'd say were probably a size C. Faith was, like me, raised in a very religious home in our small Texas town and had vowed to "save herself for marriage". She even wore a "purity ring" on the third finger of her left hand. I respected her decision to wait even though sometimes, particularly when I was kissing her, I...

1 year ago
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My Affair With Hope

I didn’t join the Swindon community centre to troll for pussy, after all, I was 64 and most of the women there were in their 80s and 90s. No, I joined for the art classes, as I always wanted to know how to paint. It was just good fortune that Hope Currier was in the class as well. Hope was, at that time, 88 and, in her own way, still very attractive. OK her hair has got thinner, it’s once mousey colour now silvery grey, but she carries herself well, not stooped and dresses in accordance with...

2 years ago
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Princess Hope

Princess Hope by Sarah Barndt I had been an orphan, abandoned on the steps of the convent and raised by the good sisters until I was 12. Then I was apprenticed to the miller. My life had not been too bad. Many babes of Caldonia were abandoned because times were bad. They had been ever since Duke Mondragon had killed good King Stefan and Queen Felicity. Of course, to say so was treason. The chronicles said they were killed by bandits and the Duke became Lord Protector to save...

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