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Less than two weeks, that's all it was. Less than two weeks since Pete called me from work and told me we were having a guest for dinner. Less than two weeks, since Pete told me that it was the night we might have that threesome we had fantasised about.

I had been watching some daytime TV, one of my breaks from housework when I got the call. Incidentally, I had thought about preparing something special for dinner anyway, for no other reason than I love Pete. It wasn't difficult to stretch what I had already started preparing for one extra, I always cook too much anyway. My mind was reeling from the thought, a threesome, to me it was only a fantasy something we played at, a fantasy to spice up our sex life, I had never really thought Pete would actually make it happen.

When they came in I must admit I was pleasantly surprised. David was big, I mean he was tall, he towered over me. He is definitely good looking, and charismatic to boot. He was not a "butch" man, he did not come across as an overly macho bull, but as a genuinely nice guy. We soon became at ease with each other and established a good rapport between the three of us. I found myself rapidly warming to the idea of a threesome. I soon decided if we were going to do this, then I could think of no other man I would rather Pete and I shared our bed with, with the obvious exceptions of Brad Pit, Johnny Depp and possibly Christian Bale.

After dinner I cleaned things away and set the dishwasher going, a half hour later we were upstairs and I was expanding my sexual repertoire, the pair of them making love to me was mind-blowing. When David went down on me it was so different from Pete, and as for when I went down on him, well it was a whole new experience, need I say more.

I did wonder as I fell to sleep later, entwined in both their arms whether we shouldn't have done this, I knew we should never repeat it. I knew also that a door had been opened. I knew then it was a door that should have remained closed, I knew that, simply because I wanted David again.

I realised I am at the Farmers Inn, I had driven there on autopilot, memories of that fateful Friday night, are inter-spaced with excuses for justifying what I was about to do. Excuses, not reasons I know. Cheating is wrong, I had always been firm on that, but the carrot had been dangled in front of me. That big juicy carrot.

Lust and shame inflamed me as I walked up to the hotel room. I paused outside, my thoughts bouncing around in my head, trying again and again to rationalise, justify and ultimately pass the buck, the responsibility.

It was Pete's fault I was here. If Pete hadn't kept pressurising me to agree to a threesome. If Pete hadn't found someone as good looking as David. If Pete hadn't found such a good lover. If Pete hadn't brought him round to meet me. If Pete hadn't fed me so much wine that night, and mostly if Pete hadn't pushed me into allowing David into our bed.

Again, it was Pete, that pushed me into blowing David, into pushing to get more of him down my throat, I did my best, but didn't come close to all of it. It was Pete that wanted me to swallow as David came in my mouth, something I had never done before. It was however, all me, all my idea to savour it, to experience the flavour, the texture, as I rolled it around in my mouth before I swallowed it.

Pete had been an animal that night, we all had. The next day however was different, once David had left, guilt and remorse replaced the animal lust that had consumed us. Pete felt guilty for pushing me into it, I was feeling guilty, as it was obvious to us both I had spent much of the time favouring David, but we both agreed it was because he was the novelty.

"I'll never put you in that position again." Pete had promised me.

Part of me was disappointed, I had really enjoyed the experience, letting Pete control me like that, had been wonderful, sucking David to completion that first time had just been so fulfilling. I can't remember what my reply was but we set about getting our lives back to normality.

I tried, but not hard enough. I should have tried harder but it was Pete's fault for making me do it, and now Pete was forbidding me to repeat it. I tried again and again to put it out of my mind, I really did, but now there was a hole in me, a hole that needed to be filled.

Okay, fair enough, it wasn't Pete's fault that David and I bumped into each other a week later, perhaps I would have done better if we hadn't. It wasn't Pete's fault we had exchanged phone numbers, that I think is the point where I started to cross the line.

I couldn't blame Pete for choosing David to play with, he is intelligent interesting and charming. It really wasn't in me to blame Pete for David inviting me to an illicit liaison, and I couldn't in all honesty blame Pete when I accepted.

Standing outside the door I raise my hand nervously ready to knock. I furtively look around, worried I might be seen. My heart is pounding, with fear, excitement or anticipation I don't know, all I knew was the sound of the blood pounding in my ears.

Taking a deep breath, I knocked

The door opened and David smiled at me.

I felt myself blushing as I smiled back.

He stepped back.

"Come in Jamie." said David, softly.

Without a word I stepped inside.

I stand silently, I look around the room, at the ceiling, at the floor, anywhere but at David. I know I shouldn't be here.

"Here" his voice causes me to look at him, he holds out a glass of sparkling wine. "I thought this may help you relax."

I take it from him, the thankyou I try to say stalls in my throat. I only manage a choked off grunt.

David reached over and took my hand in his.

"If you have changed your mind." he whispers.

I find myself responding to his touch, he is only holding my hand, but it reassures me, I know I want to be here, I know I want him.

My other hand raises my glass and I drain it, putting it down I move to him and kiss him. He kisses me back, softly, gently moving his arms around me, pulling me in tight to him. His hand moves and caresses my neck then slides and strokes around my nipple, the other cups and squeezes one of my buttocks. I feel his penis grow hard, I move my hand down and rub it through his trousers. I feel my own arousal as he kisses his way down my neck and beyond. I move away from him.

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Mannequins From Mars 9

Mannequins From Mars 9 By Paul G. Jutras "Nothing like a little relaxing after a mission," Dan said as he laid face down on the beach in a green bikini. "Going from an adult male to a teenage female mannequin has taken some getting used to. Especially the guys staring." "Not like we get a secret identity with bodies like these," Kim said in a blue one piece as she stared off at the amusement park just beyond the beach. "Let's go...

Mannequin Spell

As Matt walk home from school he eagerly thumbs through the old, thin book he had lifted from the magicians backroom. It had been a stupid dare, but Ronny had put his latest issue of Milfs vs. Teens on the line and Matt had succumbed to his 18-year old hormones. Sneaking backstage had been easy, as the magician was still performing for the rest of Matt's class, and upon opening his changing room Matt had found all sorts of weird and esoteric objects lying around. He didn't know why he had...

Bedside Manner

“Molly Murphy, Brooklyn Tanner, June Watkins, Dong… mei…… Kwah? wait here for a special assignment. Everyone else, please follow me.” June’s first day of internship as a nurse at one of the biggest hospitals in the country started out horribly. In her defense, why else would they ask for her measurements if not to provide her with scrubs? Thankfully, after begging in three different departments, someone offered her an old backup set and she eventually found an empty bed to put it on behind...

Bad Beside Manners

I’m Nick. I’m 30 and at 21 I broke my back. The break was severe enough to mean that although I had sensation, and some movement below the waist, I would never walk. Fast forward and 8 years of never letting anything get in my way had finally caught up with me, and the consultant pulled me into the hospital for enforced bed rest. I seriously mean enforced, they confiscated my wheelchair to prevent me getting up! Well, I’m not sure how good your knowledge of hospital is, but they do “obs” 4...

A Lesson In Manners

After walking through an airport straight out of 1979 and eventually locating my bag, I met my Alan outside, and hopped into the car. The typical conversation followed, "Whatsup bro! How's school? How's the girl?" After getting all the basic battery of questions out of the way, he told me we would be meeting his friends for dinner on the way home. "Ah cool." I responded. "Who all is coming?" "Marie, Don, Heather, and Taylor." he informed. "Taylor?" I asked with a bit of an annoyed...

Bedside Manner

Edward was being driven mad by his erection. He wanted nothing more than to tear the plaster casts from his arms and touch himself, anything for a chance to come after so long immobile in this foreign hospital, surrounded by staff that spoke no English. He hardly noticed it was nearly five, nearly time for his favourite nurse to appear. Over the weeks of slow recovery since the skiing accident, Edward had been cursed with more and more painful erections, made worse by the pulleys and weights...

Ms Hayden learns some Manners

Jack reluctantly shuffled back into class, mentally preparing himself for another day of being bedeviled by his teacher. He was unlucky enough to have landed the most notorious teacher in school, Ms Hayden. She was a sadistic vacuum of pure cruelty, and seemed to enjoy humiliating him in front of the class. Jack had spoken to the Principal on the matter, but there was one significant roadblock in his path: she was gorgeous. She had long black hair that was usually tied back in a ponytail, green...

Brian and the Living Mannequin

Pleased with her achievement on Stephanie, the mischievous little lust fairy Arianna had her sights set on a department store manager at the name of Brian, who was in his mid-twenties and had lost hope finding love. Arianna had stolen a pocket pussy from a local sex toy shop and brought it to life with her magic. She sent it out in the middle of the night to sneak into the store.“Go my new pet. Show Brain the time of his life.” Arianna giggled as she flew off into the night.The pocket pussy...

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Brian and the Living Mannequin

Pleased with her achievement on Stephanie, the mischievous little lust fairy Arianna had her sights set on a department store manager at the name of Brian, who was in his mid-twenties and had lost hope finding love. Arianna had stolen a pocket pussy from a local sex toy shop and brought it to life with her magic. She sent it out in the middle of the night to sneak into the store.“Go my new pet. Show Brain the time of his life.” Arianna giggled as she flew off into the night.The pocket pussy...

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First time with a mann

When i was 20 years old i had a tripp to the City with a school friend. When we finished the tripp i found that the last bus had left for the night and i couldnt walk home since it was winter and abouth 25 km home. So i found out i had to try to get a lift with someone. Met an older mann that tolv me he could drive me home, since i was drunk and didnt thinking straight i tanked him and sad that would be nice.When we drove the way home he drove a road that i not used so much, after i while he...

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