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Chris was a cheerleader now, which was seriously cool, and even he had to agree that it had worked out a lot better than he'd first imagined. He wasn't a girly cheerleader at all either, mostly he was just in the background with Jeremy, the other boy, and they'd help us do lifts and throws and catch us. You know, stuff like that. Chris wasn't out there dancing or waving pom-poms around, which was what most people thought of at first. He was hanging out with the twenty four hottest girls in two counties everyday after school.

It won him a lot of admiration and some small bit of jealousy from the other boys. It made Chrissy a lot of friends too, which was only natural really. He was good looking and nice, not stuck-up at all, and so it was easy for people to like him, much the same way Mark was popular, and me too, for that matter. Even the idea that I was dating both Mark and Chris wasn't bad once people got used to it. A few kids couldn't wrap their little brains around it, like Angie or Rocky, people like that, but for most of the students, it didn't mean a thing.

People will get used to anything, once the newness wears off.

The hard part for me, and for Mark and Chris, but especially for me, was being good. When I was just dating Mark it wasn't so bad. I'd only see him once in awhile between classes and we'd say hi and maybe walk together a bit down the hallway. Now I had Chris too, and I saw him a lot, since we were both in tenth grade. It made me seriously horny and I didn't understand it. Not just for Chris, but for Mark too. I mean, I'd see Chris and really want to kiss him, and then I'd turn a corner and spy Mark and ... Yeah, wow ... Like I wanted to kiss him too. Or worse! Like rape those guys sometimes, it was totally insane!

Some people say familiarity breeds contempt or whatever? But not for me, not with my boyfriends. Familiarity was just breeding desperation and it was an awful tease being that close and not being able to do anything more than smile and say hi and maybe walk close enough for a minute or two just so I could smell them, or brush my hips with theirs. They wanted more too. I could tell from the way they looked at me, it was in their eyes, the both of them. It wasn't just sex, it was being in love. Life seemed like it was never going to be long enough for us to be together as much as we needed to. You know what I mean?

Lunchtime was really hard, because I would sit with my friends on one side of the cafeteria and Chris would sit with his new buddies on the other side. Mark had the lunch hour after ours, so me and Chris always faced each other, but we were so far away. We'd just look at each other and pretend like we were listening to whomever was talking, but mostly Chris and I were just talking to each other, like silently. We had entire conversations just with our eyes and our smiles, and the little gestures we made across that crowded lunchroom.

"God! You never listen to me anymore!" Sandy said and I sort of blinked at her because I'd been looking at Chris.

"What?" I asked sheepishly and everyone sort of laughed at me.

We were sitting with a bunch of other girls, all fifteen and sixteen, the usual suspects and mostly good girls like me. They complained about not having boyfriends, or how their boyfriends were never the boys they really wanted, stuff like that. At other tables sat other girls, like all the bad girls kind of congregated together in the corner, because they wanted to have their secrets. Most of the cheerleaders sat together in the center of the cafeteria, because they wanted the attention. I just sat with the kids I'd grown up with, but some of the other cheerleaders got on me for that. I guess wherever you get more than a dozen people together, they have to form their little clubs.

I hated that stuff, really, but it was one of the reasons I had a lot of friends. It wasn't like a plan or anything either, it was just the way I was, that's all. I sat with different kids every day, except Sandy, we always sat next to each other because we were best friends, but the other girls, it didn't matter really. I'd smile and laugh and talk with any of them and I don't want to sound conceited or anything, but they liked that, it made them feel good. I was the local beauty queen, the quarterback's girlfriend, and a cheerleader, and whatever. It sounds silly, but it all meant something to other people and they liked my attention as much as I liked theirs. It's normal.

"I asked if you were going to Amanda's Homecoming party?" Sandy repeated.

"Oh." I shrugged and smiled and I really didn't know. "Uh, whatever Mark wants to do. I think he wants to go to Kyle's party."

There were like four parties going on Friday night, after the Homecoming football game. The Homecoming dance was on Saturday night. Amanda always had parties, she didn't even need a reason, but when one came along, she was really happy. Kyle was one of the football players, a linebacker and co-captain with Mark. There'd be a lot of beer at his party; all the football players were going, as well as all the cheerleaders, since we were all dating football players. That meant most everyone else would show up too, since everyone wanted to be where the so-called 'cool' people were.

"Is Chris going with you guys?" Carol asked, she was fifteen and tall with short red hair. I loved her hair, it was feathered and I don't know how she did it like that.

"Yeah," I said. "Of course he is."

"That would be so cool, going out with two boys," Vicky sort of sighed. She was a little chubby and pretty quiet usually, the kind of girl a cheerleader was supposed to ignore, if you believed that stuff.

"Yeah, it is." I smiled at her. "Except they like to tease me."

"They do?" Vicky didn't believe me; she probably figured a girl like me had never been teased in her life.

"Oh yeah," I nodded seriously and of course the girls wanted to know everything because most of them didn't even have one boyfriend, at least not a serious one.

"Do they, um ... I mean, do you, kiss them?" Jane was asking me and she was cute, a smallish blonde girl. "And stuff?"

"Well, we kiss, yeah," I nodded. "But not like, you know, and stuff." I giggled and lied because everyone thought I was a virgin, even Sandy didn't know I'd gone all the way, but she suspected sometimes. She knew me pretty good.

"I can't believe they don't get mad at each other." Lori was shaking her head, she was sort of Todd's girlfriend and Todd was Mark's best friend.

"They don't." I shrugged. "They're just friends now."

"My boyfriend gets mad if another guy just looks at me!" another girl, Theresa, was saying.

"I just wish I had a boyfriend." Sandy made a face at me and I thought I knew what she wanted.

Sandy was my best friend and so she kind of figured I should introduce her to Chris, or something. She hadn't come out and just said it, but she hinted about stuff, you know. Like maybe she could hang out with me and my two boyfriends, especially Chris. She knew me and Mark were in love, but Chris was new. If all four of us were together and I kind of let Chris know it was okay, and then he'd like Sandy and then ... There was no way. But that was what she wanted, or what she expected maybe. Why should I have two boyfriends when my best friend didn't even have one?

I didn't have an answer for that, but it made me kind of sad. Chris might like her, I didn't know, but he and I were in love too, so it wasn't going to happen. I was a good girl, but I was pretty selfish too and as much as I loved Sandy like my own sister, I couldn't do what she wanted. It sort of drove us further apart too. I mean, ever since I'd started dating Mark, I'd seen less and less of Sandy. And now that I had Chris too? We really didn't spend much time together at all anymore. That made me sad sometimes and I didn't know what to do about it.

I wished Sandy would just get a boyfriend, cause it wasn't like she couldn't. She was sixteen and pretty with long straight blonde hair, really fine hair and almost white in the summer, but in winter it would get some gold color to it. Sandy had green eyes and sort of an oval face, one of those really open faces, like you could see everything she was feeling on it. A nice smile, a nice body with small boobs maybe, but a nice butt and long legs. She was almost as tall as I was and a lot of guys liked her.

Sandy could have had a boyfriend in an instant, if she just didn't want one of mine. I didn't know why she was so picky. She went out a couple times, with a couple different guys after her sixteenth birthday, that was like the magic number for parents around there. But they were always just one date and then Sandy would tell me it didn't work, for whatever reason. One guy had tried to kiss her right away, or another guy had acted stupid, you know. So ever since school started Sandy had been trying to stay close to me, especially once I started going out with Chris, and ... Yeah. It sucked.

I was thinking I'd have to find her a boyfriend.

"Hi, Chris." Stacy Martin was all smiles and I felt a twinge of jealousy, even though I knew better.

"Hey! Hi, Stacy." Chris smiled at her.

"Hiya Stacy," I said, just to be nice and she gave me a smile.

We were in the gym for cheerleading practice, which we had every day after school, but usually outside. The football team was having a scrimmage though, or something, so they needed the whole field. That was okay, we'd practice our dancing and that was fun. Chris and Jeremy, the two boys on the squad, they didn't do any of the dancing, so they'd just hang out and watch. I bet Stacy was disappointed.

She was the smallest cheerleader in the school, just a little over five feet tall and thin, but seriously toned because she was into gymnastics big time. Her tits were too big though, or something, I was never really into that stuff so I wasn't exactly sure what that had to do with being a gymnast. She had big ones though, bigger than mine, and on her little body they looked huge. Stacy was cute too, seriously, with black hair a little shorter than mine, just past her shoulders, and really thick and wavy. Her eyes were brown and she had a pretty upturned nose that she liked to squinch when she smiled.

Since Stacy was so small, she got most of the lifts. Like Chris would pick her up above his head, or she'd stand on Chris and Jeremy's shoulders, stuff like that. She was good at it and liked to do flips and stuff when she dismounted, but it meant she spent a lot of time with my boyfriend, half of every practice at least, and I didn't like that. Chris had to touch her too, like on her ass, which according to him was just about super fine, small and tight and hard ... Bleh!

I was the most beautiful girl and school and there I was feeling jealous and unhappy, go figure. That's what girls do though, it doesn't matter what you look like really, it's just a girl thing. I didn't want Chris grabbing anyone else's butt except mine, it was that simple. Unfortunately I couldn't do a lot about it except watch. Of course Chris was always telling me it didn't mean anything, and I didn't think it did to him, but Stacy...

She was between boyfriends, since her old one had graduated high school the June previous and left for college in Syracuse a month ago. Stacy was looking and Chris was the finest boy in school, no doubt, except possibly for Mark, but you could say the opposite just as easy and a lot of girls did. Stacy was hot for Chris though, I could see it in her eyes, hear it in her voice, and worst of all, I could feel it when she touched him.

"My birthday's this Sunday." Stacy sucked her top lip briefly, looking up at Chris because he was nice and tall.

"Is it?" Chris smiled. "Cool. Happy birthday."

"I'm going to be seventeen," Stacy nodded. "Do you know what I want for my birthday?"

I rolled my eyes because she was practically purring and I moved closer to Chris, although we were close already. Close enough so our bodies were touching as we faced Stacy.

"Uh..." Chris shrugged.

"I want you," Stacy said, pausing just long enough for Chrissy's eyes to get big. "To come to my birthday party."

"Oh. Yeah..." Chris was blushing because he was too modest, and I mean exactly that. For being as attractive and nice as he was, to be that shy ... Well, I liked it a lot. Stacy did too. It made Chris seriously cute.

"I think he's busy that day." I smiled at Stacy.

"Well, you're invited too, Stephanie." Stacy smiled back, but we knew what was going on.

Stacy and I got along okay, but she lived in Clearview for one thing, which was half an hour away, and she was a junior, a year ahead of me, for another. So we didn't really know each other except by sight, at least until I'd become a cheerleader, now we knew each other better, obviously. Stacy had never been one of my friends, but I didn't have any enemies either, although that was changing fast.

"Okay. Thanks," I said, trying to keep the the sarcasm out of my voice. She wouldn't invite me to her party in a thousand years, except to get Chris there, and we both knew it.

"Maybe you can bring Mark along," Stacy suggested. "I wouldn't want anyone feeling left out."

Ohhhh ... I felt my face turning a little red and I think Chris could feel me getting tense suddenly. She hadn't been talking about Mark feeling left out, she'd meant me, like if Chris and I went to her party, I'd be a third wheel sitting all alone. Stacy didn't know Chris very well, or me, that was for sure, but I was ready to give her a lesson.

"That would be great, Stacy," Chris spoke quickly, and I felt his left hand taking my right and giving me a little squeeze.

"Awesome!" Stacy giggled and she thought she'd got me good.

"All right, cut the chatter..." Ms. Hayden, our coach, was coming into the gym and it was good timing. Most of the other girls were speculating about who was going to be the Homecoming Queen on Friday, which was a big deal for Kelly and Brittany especially. They weren't talking to each other, even though they were best friends.

"I can't believe her!" I shook my head in the passenger seat as Chris drove me home in his mom's car.

"Who?" Chris asked, but only reluctantly because he knew the answer.

"Stacy." I frowned.

"Oh, she's just..." Chris shrugged in the dying light of the sun, " ... Stacy."

"Yeah," I agreed. "She wants you to like her."

"I do like her." Chris smiled and then caught my look. "I know what you mean. You don't have to be jealous, okay?"

"I'm not..." I sighed. "I am jealous."

"I know you are," Chris nodded.

"Do you want to have sex before we go home?" I asked him, because maybe Chris did.

"No, I'm not really..."

"I'm not in the mood either," I sighed again.

"Look, Steph, people are people are people. I mean, you have guys talking to you all the time, right? We can't feel bad about it."

"Yeah, but they don't do it right in front of you," I said.

"Yeah, okay, but still ... We can't do anything about other people, just us, right?"

"I know..."

"So as long as we love each other and we don't hide anything, we're okay."

"Yeah," I nodded.

"I mean, that's what you and Mark told me, right? That's what you guys always say." Chris was talking softly and I was looking down.

"Are you mad?" I asked him, really wondering because I'd never seen him angry, so how would I know?

"What?" He almost laughed. "No. Why?"

"I mean, about anything?"

"I'm not mad at all." Chris was genuinely confused and maybe I was too. "I'm ... I dunno, flattered, I guess. The most popular girl in school is jealous because some other girl invited me to her birthday party."

"And I'm being a bitch, huh?" I looked up, leaning my head back. "I'm sorry."

"Nah, if you were a bitch, I'd tell you," Chris said.

"No you wouldn't!" I laughed then.

"I would, I swear." He looked at me and I felt it.

"Mark would." I grinned. "But not you."

"Well..." Chris shrugged, " ... I guess I'd tell Mark then."

"Pull over, okay ... Up there, at the landing." I pointed and Chris knew where I was talking about, a little secluded spot just off the county road.

"I thought you weren't in the mood." Chris smiled.

"I want to suck you." I was already undoing my seat belt, making a little chime go off like a doorbell.

"Do you want to make love?" Chris asked and I loved the way he always called it that. Mark called it fucking, but Chris, he mostly called it making love, like it was extra special and serious, and I liked it both ways.

"No." I was reaching for his pants, not waiting for him to stop the car or anything. "I just want to make you feel good, okay?"

"Ummm..." Chris giggled, the way he does and I could feel his cock not yet hard under the soft nylon of his cheerleading trousers. Neither of us had changed after practice.

"I wish we could do this at school," I said, mostly to myself as I unzipped his pants and Chris was making the turn towards some big bushes and poplar trees where we'd hide.

"You're a good girl."

"I know..." I was reaching inside, finding his briefs tight against his skin. "I wish I wasn't though."

"I'm glad you are, Stephy." Chris shifted a little and it was hard getting his cock loose.

"Really?" I smiled without looking up. "You don't wish we could do stuff in school sometimes?"

"Well..." Chris laughed. "Maybe, but I go to school to go to school, not so we can have sex."

"Heh." I laughed at him. "You're a good boy, huh?"

"No, come on, you know what I mean." He was stopping the car finally. "I have to be good if I'm going out with you, right?"

"Yeah," I agreed. "Lift your butt now."

We were both in the mood now, just like we always were, and I knew he wanted me at school, the same way I wanted him. We'd pass each other in the hallways or whatever and it was there. How important was school compared to love? That was how I thought about it and just once I wanted to know what it would be like to be a girl like Angie and not care. She fucked her boyfriend at school, in a big storage room behind the stage, which was actually in the gym, since we didn't have a proper auditorium.

How would that be, I wondered as Chris worked his pants and underwear down, sneaking into the storage room and fucking one of my boyfriends, or better yet, both of them? It wasn't the sex that thrilled me, it was the risk and I understood that. It was the possibility of getting caught, of being found out that I wasn't a virgin, I was a slut. The word, that simple word, it sent a shiver through me and I didn't know why.

"Mmmm ... God Steph ... You're so good at that now..." Chris sighed as I lowered my mouth around his cock, still not fully erect, but getting there quickly.

I moved slowly, being careful not to bump my head against the steering wheel. I'd done that before and it was annoying, but Chris was right, I was getting a lot better at giving him head. Mark too, although I still couldn't take as much of his big dick as I wanted to. But I could take all of Chris; I'd been getting a lot of practice since Mark and I had gotten our new boyfriend.

Chris had a nice cock too, long enough so that it took both of my hands to cover it, and then only barely, and thick enough so it felt good inside my pussy. It was curved too, upward like a banana, but not that much, just enough to make it interesting and I was licking him all over at first, getting him nice and wet and slippery because I was going to take Chris into my throat. I knew he liked that a lot and so did I.

I thought about asking him to talk dirty to me, I really did. Mark did it, sometimes, but not exactly like I wanted. I was nervous and a little shy actually, even though I knew better. I could tell my boyfriends anything, ask them to do anything, and they wouldn't refuse me. Asking Chris to call me a slut though, or a cocksucker, or a whore, it made my heart thump in my chest thinking about it, but I would have been embarrassed. If Chris asked me why I wanted him to say those things, I didn't know if I could explain it.

It was the only secret I had from him.

"What are you doing?" I blinked at Mark.

"Mmmphhh?" He looked up at me and swallowed hard. "Pancakes."

"He's hungry, dear." Mom smiled at me. "Sit down, I have a plate for you right here."

"We're going to be late." I suppressed a giggle and forced myself to frown.

"Plenty of time." Mark rolled his eyes and then looked at my mom. "These pancakes are great, Mrs. Avery."

"Thank you, Mark." Mom smiled and he'd just made her day.

We did have a lot of time and I think Mark had just come by my house early because my mom always cooked a real breakfast. So did Mark's mom, but he could eat enough for two people anyway. I sat down at the kitchen table and reached for the syrup and those blueberry pancakes did smell pretty yummy. My mom sat down with us, just having some coffee in her old pink bathrobe. She had a new one, but she liked the old one best.

It suited her too, that robe tied tightly with a sash around her waist, which wasn't exactly narrow, but Mom wasn't fat either. She was a good looking woman, even for being up and cooking at six o'clock on a Tuesday morning like she was, and earlier than that, since she'd already fed my dad. Her brown hair was brushed back and her blue eyes were bright. I'd gotten mine from her, and she was just motherly to me, but I could see how a man would be attracted to her.

Mark liked her a lot; I knew that, and not just her cooking. They were being good this morning, but he teased me about it sometimes. Like if my mom was younger, you know ... And my mom was just as bad. Telling me how lucky I was to have a boyfriend like Mark. I really did feel a bit jealous, or afraid maybe, like she was my mom, you know? I didn't want to compete with her for my boyfriend's attention, that was just too weird. But it felt like that, coming downstairs and finding them smiling together in the kitchen. Yeah, I know, I should have been happy they got along so good, and I was, mostly.

I just wished they wouldn't tease me about it so much, but I was probably overly sensitive too.

"What party are we going to Friday night?" I asked Mark once we were in his truck.

"Kyle's party, right?" Mark looked over at me, like it was my decision, but I didn't care. If I had my way it would just be me and my two boyfriends out by the old bridge.

"Okay," I shrugged.

"Why? Do you want to go to a different one?"

"No, just that Sandy was asking me," I sighed. "I think she wants to go with us."

"Oh yeah?" Mark kind of made a face, but only a little one.

He didn't like Sandy very much. They'd known each other since forever, like we knew most everyone else, and for whatever reason Sandy just rubbed him the wrong way. They were okay about it though, it wasn't like they were enemies, but sometimes I felt pretty stuck in the middle between my best friend and my boyfriend.

"Yeah, I dunno." I moved closer, because, "Something about blueberry pancakes..." I giggled and I was rubbing Mark's big bulge.

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"Mmmm..." I scooted my butt over, close to Mark as he started his truck. "Are your balls aching?" "Oh, Stephy..." Mark grinned at me and we followed Chris slowly out of the parking lot as he was driving his mom's car. "I said I was gonna tease you, remember?" I rubbed the obvious bulge in his jeans and his cock had to be hurting all trapped like it was. "You are a tease." Mark put his arm around me once we were on the county road and he didn't have to shift anymore. "I can't...

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Mornings on Horseback IIChapter 6

I felt the footsteps, more than heard them, and I shivered, fearful that it was Georgie coming back. "What the ... Stephy?" Chris was there and I don't know how long I'd been on the floor. "What happened? Oh Jesus..." Chris touched me, but just for a second and I recoiled from it. I didn't want him to get dirty. "You fucker..." Chris said under his breath and then he was gone and I could hear him yelling. "What did you do to her ... What the fuck did you do?" Voices were...

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Mornings on HorsebackPrologue

"Do you ever wish..." "What?" Mark's voice was soft, almost too soft because the crickets were loud. The frogs too. "I don't know," I giggled, feeling a little foolish. "Stephy," Mark sighed. We were at our special place, which wasn't so special by itself. Just an old broken down covered bridge across a creek swollen with spring rains. But it was clear tonight and the moon was a friendly crescent, giving us just enough light to see each other and all the stars. It wasn't a...

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Mornings on HorsebackChapter 3

"Hi, Mom!" I smiled and wanted to run right past her, upstairs and into the bathroom. "Hey Steph ... Where's my kiss?" She gave me a mock frown and I had no choice. Mom always got a hug and a kiss when I came from school, so did my dad, except I usually didn't see him until dinner time. Usually though I could get cleaned up first, but not always, and it felt a little strange hugging my mom and kissing her cheek while Chris' warm sperm ran down my thighs. "Why are you so warm?" Mom...

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Mornings on HorsebackChapter 7

As much as I wanted to ask Chris about his parents trying to sell their farm, and obviously Chris moving away after that happened, I couldn't do it. At least not right away. We had time alone now, after that good dinner of beef pot pie that Mrs. Westin had made, and after we'd cleaned up the kitchen, and said our goodbyes. Mark's parents and brother were off to Clearview, Rollie was going to see his girlfriend ... We were alone, finally, just the three of us and I didn't want to spend it...

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Mornings on HorsebackChapter 8

We didn't even get undressed, which always seemed kind of sexy to me. Like only a really bad girl would have sex while she was still fully clothed, but I don't know why it seemed like that to me. I'm sure lots of good girls had plenty of sex without getting naked in a soft bed someplace. Bad girls probably had all kinds of naked sex too. There was something about just dropping my pants down to my knees though, getting on all fours in the back of Mark's pickup truck, and doing it ... Mmmm...

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My wife and 3 guys on horseback and 2 dogs

For several years now, my wife and myself had been ‘taking to the hills’ every summer and going camping. Both Anne and myself loved the outdoors, and when we weren’t camping we’d go for a trek every weekend, setting up our tent in the peace and quiet of some desolate place before returning on the Sunday evening to face our hum- drum jobs during the week. As we’d had a really lousy winter, we decided that this summer, we’d splash out and take our camping...

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Secret Service on Horseback

She took a deep breath. Roxana Jaquez straightened her jacket for what seemed like the hundredth time now, waiting for the doors to the president’s office to open. She felt like she was awaiting her own execution, and they were making her wait just to prolong the agony. Jaquez didn’t know why president Caldera de Trevino wanted to see her, but she had a pretty good idea. It probably was all about that damn fool Vargas, who got himself in too deep and ended up dead in his apartment. And as head...

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Mornings Are For Blowjobs

For the last couple of months, Jaime hadn't been able to stop thinking about cock.And he couldn't help but regret his decision. Sure, switching to the graveyard shift had meant he'd be making more money and have more time during the day to paint, but he hadn't realized that this new graveyard shift schedule didn't mesh with any of his fuck buddies. And his mouth and ass had been frustratingly empty due to his lack of foresight.He'd managed to set up a handful of late-night blow 'n go's,...

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Mornings are Great

As I headed towards the kitchen I could hear moaning from within. I stepped into the kitchen to see my older brother having sex with our mom. My dad sitting reading the news paper, drinking his coffee at the kitchen table. Tom my brother is two years older then me, his athletic body was built like a Greek god. He has short brown hair and deep brown eyes. He has the second biggest dick I have ever seen only beaten by a little by my father. My mom was sitting on the counter with her legs...

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Mornings are Great

Introduction: ashley wakes up horny and dads ready I woke early, it was a typical Sunday. I stretched fighting off the remnants of sleep. I could smell food cooking from the kitchen. So I rolled out of bed and headed out of my room wear a sports bra and panties. Let me tell you about my self. My name is Ashley. Im 55, with long blond hair, 120lbs with a 34C chest. I have a very athletic body. I love working out at the gym and playing sports. As I headed towards the kitchen I could hear moaning...

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Morning Glory

Part 1 It was 6:20am, still too early for her. But she could not sleep for hours now. She never sleeps in hotel rooms. Unfamiliar beds, alone, something about being in hotel room alone ... it always feels like something more supposed to happen. Like a fire burning inside of her looking for an adventure. Nothing has ever happened. She wasn't as brave as she used to, to go find her one. But she could not take off the edge either and sleep. Ok time to get up, though she still had hours until...

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Morning Wood

Her eyes flutter open, adjusting for a moment as she looks out into the dark room. She lies there for a minute to get her bearings, aware of faint light from outside just beginning to brighten up the windows. She cranes her neck to look at the clock – yeah, it's early. Dawn must just be breaking.She's in bed with her lover behind her, but turned away from him, feeling his skin on her back and butt. She replays the events of last night, which culminated in not just sex, but quite the adventurous...

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Morning Call

Clark rolled over in bed as the sun burst through the window and shone through his eyelids. "Ughhh" he mumbled as he voiced his frustration at being woken up prematurely. As he rolled to his left, Clark bumped gently into his long term girlfriend of two years, Cindy. A beautiful smiling breedee he met several years ago and fell in love with the minute he brushed her hair back against her face. She had been able to connect and understand him on a level like no other woman and to him, she had...

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Morning Woods

I awoke to the delightful sounds of morning birds, singing their early music and the quiet lapping of water on the rocky shore. When I opened my eyes, I was staring up at the beautiful morning’s sky, the tree tops glowing in the rising sunlight. Chris and I had slept under the stars, beside our campfire for the last night of our camping trip. The food bag hung high in a tree well out of sight, and our tent still fully soaked from all the rain we’d been having. We finally had some amazing open...

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Morning Departure

This is an entirely fictitious story and has no relation to any know ship of the Royal navy or any particular set of circumstances. It was 7.00 am on a typical January Monday morning. It was jut before dawn and a chill wind blew off the sea with a few tentative flakes of snow flying in the wind. The off duty crews of the various submarines that made up the sixth squadron, reluctantly left their warm beds and their wives and families to report back to their boats. These were the lucky ones; the...

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Morning light 1

Jimmy Henson wasn't sure when he noticed his mother, Jennifer, as a woman for the first time. His first recollection was when he was 14 years old. It was early on a Sunday morning when he walked by the bathroom and saw her through the slightly opened door. She was standing at the vanity in her panties, her breasts bare, putting on her makeup, and getting ready for church. Jimmy always thought that his mother was pretty but had never thought of her as an object of desire. All of that changed...

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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...

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Morning Woods

My gaze leaned towards the trees, past the back of Chris’ head, where I spotted one of the singing birds. I smiled at it, and then cast my attention to Chris. My arms still fully wrapped around him, I brushed his soft chest hairs with my finger tips, and then slid my hand down the full length of his posing body. I spun my hand around and gave his plump bum a good squeeze, hoping it might entice him to wake up. I relished in the fact that I had become the dominant in the relationship, and he...

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Morning Shower

The Morning Shower The chat this morning was light, nothing too sexual just more a quiet visit on line with a new friend. I wasn’t feeling particularly sexual for some reason this morning, in odds with other mornings the past week or so. As I told my new friend that I needed to hit the shower I teased “I’ll pay especially close attention to breasts and pussy”. I started another cup of coffee in the coffee maker and stripped off my clothes as I headed down the hall to the bedroom. I’m not...

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Morning of Longing

Every morning I wake up and I wish you were next to me in bed. The soft light coming in through the window blinds and drapes is always so relaxing in the early morning, whether it be after I drop the kids off at swimming or an early, lazy Sunday morning . I think how I love the scent of your hair as I spoon with you on such a morning. How I love to feel your body relax under my finger tips when I gently tickle your arms and back. I love the way you slowly curl your neck up like a demand to have...

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Morning Shower

The Morning ShowerThe chat this morning was light, nothing too sexual just more a quiet visit on line with a new friend. I wasn’t feeling particularly sexual for some reason this morning, in odds with other mornings the past week or so. As I told my new friend that I needed to hit the shower I teased “I'll pay especially close attention to breasts and pussy”.I started another cup of coffee in the coffee maker and stripped off my clothes as I headed down the hall to the bedroom. I’m not...

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Morning Inspection

Metallic clacks and a jingle of metal hitting a familiar ceramic bowl by the front door startle me awake, instantly casting a sense of dread through my having overslept. Leaping from the bed, I hastily straighten the pillows and comforter. I grab my collar from the nightstand and slip it around my neck, buckling it in place.The pink leather material lightly bites into my soft morning skin—the silver leash-ring clinks with every frantic move I make. Lifting my nightshirt up, exposing my belly to...

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Morning Has Broken FChapter 4

Morning has Broken When David had mentioned the Atlantic for their honeymoon, Jen had expected some place on the coast of New England. He was from New York State and had been to seminary in Boston. Instead he’d suggested a place in North Carolina. The room looked comfortable, if a little less elegant than the pictures in the brochure. The dinner was delicious. Afterwards they walked down to the seashore. It was a calm day, and the waves surprised her. They weren’t rough or threatening, but...

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Morning of Longing

Every morning I wake up and I wish you were next to me in bed. The soft light coming in through the window blinds and drapes is always so relaxing in the early morning, whether it be after I drop the kids off at swimming or an early, lazy Sunday morning . I think how I love the scent of your hair as I spoon with you on such a morning. How I love to feel your body relax under my finger tips when I gently tickle your arms and back. I love the way you slowly curl your neck up like a demand to...

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Morning Departure

My wife, Claire, has friends from all over. We have a big house in the hills, overlooking Mount Shasta, with five bedrooms and a lot more space than we needed once our k**s went to college. We had plenty of overnight visitors, who loved the morning view of the mountain, and Claire’s pleasant hospitality.Claire had a very wide circle of friends, men and women, she had known throughout the years from college and on. More than a few were old boyfriends, and a select number of girlfriends, lovers...

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Morning Run

My morning began just like any other morning, which is trying to get the motivation to begin my New Year's resolution. Granted the year is almost over, so at times it seems pointless. Getting into shape has never been fun for me. I hate everything about it. But I know I need to do this to get my self esteem back. My divorce happened almost a year and a half ago now so it's been long enough and it's about time I take control of my life and do something good for me. I figured the best way to get...

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Morning Wakeup

This morning,my girl was really sweet.She was turned at our bedroom mirror and windows,asleep.The sun was coming through the trees outside. It was dark.Her hair was fluffy and messy on her pillow.She was hugging her pillow.Her arm underneath.Her soft little ass was touching me.Her leg was strait and the other fell off the bed.I move to her and put my arm around.I smelled her hair.Her morning breath is a little bitter but smelled like grass and milk,like always

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Morning Surprise

Warning: if you're not turned on by a man getting used to occupying a female body, then you'll find this a terribly long bore. If you are, though, enjoy! Morning Surprise By Janet Harris It's hard to remember how surprised I was to wake up female. I woke calmly and naturally and wasn't sure whether I expected my alarm clock or whether it was a weekend morning, so I looked for the time. Where I expected to see my green digital clock, there was a red reading of 09:17, so it must be...

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Morning Routine at the Mansion of My Misstress

My eyes open with the gentle humming of my small alarm clock. I quickly shut it off so as not to disturb anyone else in the room. Its 4:30am, well before light creeps into the day and the room is now pitch black. Very quietly I rise up on my hands and knees and crawl off of the small doggy bed on the floor next to the big bed. It‘s embroidered with my name “Heather” in pink because it’s my bed and I’m the pet of my Mistress.I’m silent when I move because I have done this so many times before....

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Morning Ritual

. . .She was as wet as she ever had been in her life as she lied there on her bed, her legs spread as wide as she could get them. She could feel the sexual fluid of her arousal escape her hot vertical lips and drip down between her ass cheeks. She felt the warmth of her near orgasmic fluid coat her asshole and it made her moan even louder than she was already. She knew that she would have to change the sheets after she was done. She could feel the pool of her natural juices soaking into them as...

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Morning Routine

  ??????????? ?Get up slave!???????????? Kali woke with a start. Realizing she had slept through her master?s alarm she began to panic. She jumped up out of bed before getting her bearings and was roughly pulled back down by the restraints around her neck and wrists to land hard on the fresh bruises that crisscrossed her back. She was completely sightless due to the black satin blindfold over her eyes. Her master laughed that wonderfully musical laugh that always brought a smile to her...

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Morning Has Broken MChapter 4

Experiment He woke with a naked Jen beside him, the finest situation he’d ever woken up to. Soon, though, he had to relieve himself. Then, too, he shouldn’t try to kiss her until he’d shaved again. He got into the shower. It was a splendid day, with no task before him but pleasing his new wife, and that was much more self-indulgence than chore. He burst into song. Until he heard the bathroom door open, he didn’t remember that his singing was more than self-expression. He might have...

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Morning Play TimeChapter 4

Today was Saturday and mom did not have to work. It was almost 9:00 when Beth and I went into mom’s bedroom and took the chessboard and pieces out from under Mom’s bed. We sat on the rug in our usual spot that gave us the best view of mom going in and coming from the bathroom and sitting at her vanity. We knew mom would be getting up soon and she would put on a little show for us. Yes. Beth and I were still fooling around and saw each other naked. Beth had a girlfriend that had sex with her...

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Morning In The Park

Besides her hot body and her exuberance under the sheets, the thing that I found most attractive about Joyce was her long hair. She wore it straight down nearly to her waist. When she was naked it flowed down past her shoulders and if she moved just right you could see her perky young nipples poking through her shiny blonde strands. I loved the way her hair engulfed my whole head and teased my face when she bent over to kiss me while I lay on the bed. Most of all I loved the way her golden...

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Morning Song

Jasmine had always held to the belief that it was the sweet, innocent songs of blue birds that awakened the sun every morning and coaxed it into its lazy crawl along the sky. Their sharp cries had been her alarm clocks all of her life. It was only on Sunday mornings that she could afford to linger in bed. She stretched languidly, her sculpted legs trying to grasp the bottom of her bed as her graceful arms danced in the air. Her jet-black waist length silky hair glided across the white pillows...

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Morning In The Park

After nearly 20 years in a rather unexciting marriage and finding myself single again at the age of 45, meeting Joyce seemed a bit like a dream come true. She was a rather leggy 23-year-old with perky breasts only a woman her age could possess. Like a lot of younger women, she wanted to try it all, including being with an older man. I was only glad to help out. She said she liked my maturity and the fact that I took my time in the bedroom. Heck, it was probably more middle age than any real...

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Morning in AZ Desert

Introduction: Its a lovely morning…… Morning in AZ desert: Its a lovely morning in the Arizona desert. The sun is shining, there is a slight breeze and the temperature is just right to be nude. My lady & I are sitting on our friends deck enjoying the birds, rabbits and the wonderful view across the desert. We look out to the west and we can see a tall, slim bronze body slowly walking our way. As the person gets closer, we can see that it is our friend Al out for his morning walk and visit. He...

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Morning Surf Madness

I stirred and opened my eyes, nudged into wakefulness by the light of the dawning sun sneaking in through the curtains. The night had been warm and humid, and I’d slept nude under a single sheet. Now I wriggled happily in the bed for a few minutes, blissfully enjoying the knowledge that I was on holiday, and there was absolutely no need to get up if I didn’t want to. It wasn’t even five o’clock yet, but the fresh morning light was inviting, and, perversely, knowing that I didn’t have to get out...

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Morning wood

I opened my eyes. There was light in the bedroom so the time had to be at least 7AM, maybe later. I wasn’t dreaming! Something was wrapped around the shaft of my cock, something warm, and was slowly moving up and down sending pleasant sensations directly in my sleepy brain. My eyes focused. An image slowly cleared and now I saw a pair of wonderful firm breasts right in front of me with their dark brown nipples just an inch away from my mouth. Mel. She was lying to her left side facing me. Our...

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Morning Run II

"Good morning dear. How'd you sleep?" "Okay I guess. Why?" "Can't I just ask how you slept?" "Well if you really must know, I didn't get much sleep. I haven't had a good nights sleep in a while. I must say I envy how much sleep you get. Must be all that running you do. Especially last night, you passed out quick. You didn't even bother to roll over and ask for sex like you always do." "Um yeah, that must be it. All the running I'm doing. I especially ran hard yesterday." "Maybe I should join...

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Morning rounds

It was the early in the morning, it was hot out, around 80 degrees out and the day was begging with the sun high up. In racheal's room, she was laying naked directly on top of her boyfriend, Lucas who was laying beneath her. Due to their late night activities they slept with no cloths on. As their mouths and tongue met, trading saliva with each other, as she was sighs in satisfaction, feeling his lips against hers.She then pulled away to looked at the time, seeing it she realized she has about...

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Morning Delights

I wake up in the morning with a raging hard on. It usually happens every morning when I can still feel the warmth of your body next to mine. I stretch out my hands to find you, but I find the bed empty. I know you would have gone downstairs to make coffee for yourself, because I know you need your morning cup bright and early. The though of yesterdays rendezvous does not help the cause of cooling down my passions.I stretch in bed and open my eyes. My cock makes a huge tent in the sheets under...

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