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I missed homeroom, since I had a good reason, but I could have made it for the announcement if I really wanted to. Instead I opened my locker and got a birth control pill, before I could forget, and went to the bathroom. I was sitting in a stall, trying to clean my pinkish raw gooey sloppy sperm-filled pussy when I heard...

"Good morning, BI High, this is Principal Sanders and it's my pleasure to announce this year's Homecoming Queen, her hand maidens, and her consort ... s..." He sort of forgot that there were gonna be two of them for a second and I smiled.

"Our first handmaiden will be Brittany Cole..." He paused. " ... The second handmaiden is Kelly Albright..." Another pause, longer this time because everyone would be wondering now. " ... And the girl you voted our BI High Homecoming Queen is ... Stephanie Avery!"

There was another pause and I was laughing, all by myself in the bathroom like a crazy person, stuffing toilet paper in my messy pussy. I could hear the muffled sound of kids talking through the wall behind me, there was a freshman class in there and they were loud.

" ... Her consorts will be Mark Westin and Chris Wheelock. So congratulations to all of you for selecting your Queen and lets give Stephanie and her court a round of applause. Well done."

And that was the end of the announcements and the bell was going to ring in about three minutes, so I hurried and cleaned myself and wadded up some toilet paper to plug my pussy with, thinking maybe I should just buy some tampons sometime. I wondered how well that would work, since I just used pads when I got my period and that wasn't much heavier than a big load of Mark's cum inside my pussy. I wondered if I didn't have some pads down in my gym locker, actually, I'd have to stick it in my cheer shorts though cause it wasn't like that thong had a lot of crotch to...

Riiiiing ... Homeroom was over.

"Shoot." I frowned, finishing up quickly and pulling up my thong and digging my shorts out of my bag so I could put those on.

Of course a bunch of girls came into the bathroom before first class and so when I came out of the stall I was smiling and blushing and feeling, I don't know, a little strange. I mean, I was a beauty queen, and being the Homecoming Queen is sorta like that, but I hadn't even entered the contest, you know? It was so weird!

Everyone I saw was congratulating me and happy for me and all I could think of was that I had to call my dad. And then I thought I had to find Mark and Chris, cause wouldn't they be excited! And oh, God! I was like bouncing because it just really hit me when I saw all the other students and I went to the school office first, knowing I didn't have much time before my class started, but probably Mrs. Henderson would understand and give me a pass and...

"Stephy!" Mark was grinning when I turned around and I didn't care who was there, I just really needed a hug.

"Did you hear?" I asked and I was hugging my big boyfriend tight, right in the middle of the hall, and even a teacher wouldn't have minded right then.

"Hear what?" Mark laughed and I just shut my eyes cause dumb as it sounds I thought I might cry.

"God, I can't believe it," I said, but I doubted he could understand me since I was talking to his chest.

"You're the Homecoming Queen." Mark rubbed my back and I knew he thought that was pretty cool.

"I'm gonna go call my dad." I lifted my head after about a minute and Mark had to get to his class anyway.

"Your dad?" Mark grinned. "Yeah, you better."

Weird as it sounds, my mom isn't a pageant mom at all. I mean, she supports me and everything and she helps me a lot, but I don't think it really means all that much to her. Except that it makes me happy of course, and she's proud, but you know what I mean. My mom's pretty normal about it, unlike some of those other mothers I've seen. It's life and death for those women. They're kinda crazy sometimes.

My dad, on the other hand, isn't living or dying on whether or not I win a beauty pageant, but he is seriously into it. He thinks I'm the most beautiful, perfect girl in the world, which all fathers should think of their daughters, of course. He's the one who really gets excited when I win though, even more than I do.

I'm not sure why that is, exactly, or what it means, and he tells me before a pageant starts that if I don't win he's still proud, but I'm always nervous that I'll disappoint my dad if I don't. The following spring I'd be entering the Miss Teen New York pageant and that's when I figured I'd find out what disappointing him would feel like. I seriously doubted I'd win that one; there'd be like seventy girls, the most beautiful girls in the state, and I was just me.

Anyway, Mark knew about my dad and he let me go, although I felt like I wanted the rest of the day off. School? God, how was I ever going to think about that stuff now? Luckily for me, I managed to avoid Brittany and Kelly, or more likely they were avoiding me, at least for the moment. I was dreading seeing those two girls, believe me!

"Hi Mom!" I said into the phone and Mrs. Henderson smiled at me and she was already filling out my hall pass.

"Take your time, dear," the secretary nodded.

"Stephanie? What's wrong?" Mom always assumed the worst. Well, who wouldn't? There weren't a lot of good reasons to call home from school, that was why this was so awesome!

"Nothing at all," I almost giggled. "Is Daddy there?"

"Your father? He's out in the pressing shed, why?"

"Okay, um..." I thought about it. "This is a secret, okay? Don't tell him."

"Tell him what? Stephanie, you'd better explain what..."

"I'm the Homecoming Queen, Mom!" I just about shrieked and then I lowered my voice, blushing and looking away from the people in the office who looked at me.

"What?"

"I'm the Homecoming Queen. They voted for me! Can you believe it? They even changed the rules! I'm the Homecoming Queen and I'm gonna ride the float with Mark and Chris! I get two consorts cause I have two boyfriends! I'm gonna be the Homecoming Queen, Mom!"

"Yeah, slow down. I got that ... Uh, well ... Okay..."

"Isn't that great, Mom?" I was almost laughing.

"It is great. Yeah. I'm very proud of you, I just ... I didn't know you were running for..."

"I wasn't!" I did laugh then. "It was just all the other kids writing my name down, I got like two hundred votes, more than that! Way more than anyone else!"

"Well. That is something, honey. Congratulations. I guess, huh ... We need to celebrate, um, I'll cook something nice. You can have your friends over tonight, okay?"

"Yeah! Wow, okay and oh, jeeze ... I think, do I need a new dress? Hmmm ... I think, I'll have to ask..." My head was spinning. I didn't even know what I was supposed to wear for the parade!

"I'm sure we can find you a dress, Stephanie." Mom was shaking her head, I could tell, but smiling too, I thought.

"Ohhhh..." I stopped cold.

"What?"

"We're going to Chris' house tonight for dinner. Remember I told you about that?" I frowned. I loved Chris, but his parents were like the last two people on earth I wanted to see on this particular night.

"Oh, right." Mom made a cheek sucking sound. "You could invite them over here, I suppose."

It was an offer my mom didn't really want to make, I knew that. Chrissy's parents had been over once, for a barbecue, and my dad had slept on the couch that night. Wendy Wheelock, Chris' mom, she was hazardous to my father's health. Georgie was dangerous to mine.

"No..." I sighed. "We can have a little party tomorrow night, okay? I'll invite some friends, is that alright Mom?"

"Sure, Steph, tomorrow is fine. It even gives me a little more time. Maybe I can bake a little cake, how about that?" My mom agreed and so it was settled.

"A cake? Mark will love it. Don't forget though, it's a secret!" I giggled, because not even Chris' parents could keep my spirits down right then. "I want to see the look on Daddy's face when I tell him."

"He's going to be thrilled." Mom laughed too. "I won't say a word."

"I gotta go to class. I love you."

"Love you too, Stephanie. Be good."

"Always!" I made a kissy sound and hung up the phone.

I spent the rest of the morning thanking people, accepting congratulations, and generally basking in the warm glow of being undeniably the most popular girl in high school. It was a bit sobering though; kind of, I don't know, frightening ... I mean, I'd be in a class with thirty kids and probably half of them had voted for me, more than half, and they'd had to go out of their way to do it. I hadn't even been running, or eligible for that matter, but they'd still voted for me. It carried some responsibility, I thought, but I just didn't know what kind.

I finally stopped worrying about it though. Like what was I going to do, start acting different? Nobody wanted that. So I figured my responsibility was just to keep being me, if that makes any sort of sense. I thanked everyone and in my trig class. Mr. Hodges actually had me make a little speech, which sort of freaked me out. But it was nice actually, because I stood up and just said thank you and asked the kids to help me cheer for the football team, and we'd have a really good Homecoming. It was nothing serious, just talking, but that seemed okay.

I was really glad I only had to do it once though!

Before my trig class, which was my class just before lunch, I had science, which was sort of biology combined with chemistry. As I said, I did a lot of smiling and saying thank you, and tried to make sure I was still being me, but it was labs again too. At least we weren't cutting up a frog, just mixing a few chemicals and writing down what happened, so it was easy. Unfortunately, with Angie Stover for my lab partner nothing was ever easy.

"The Homecoming Queen, neat-oh!" Angie said, and she was teasing me, of course, while she was pulling her blonde hair back into a short pony tail, twisting a rubber band around it.

She'd dyed the edge pink, like the last inch of her blonde hair all around, or maybe more purple than pink. I guess it was supposed to look punk or something. Angie was wearing a little t-shirt, a pink one like her hair, that said "Baby On Board" except she'd used a magic marker to make a V between 'Baby' and 'On', and had written the word 'NOT!' above that. That was pretty funny, especially since she had a little pot belly and could have been a few months pregnant if you didn't know better. It was a cute belly though, just baby fat really, and she liked showing it off.

"Yeah. It's pretty weird," I smiled and shrugged.

"Old Sanders likes you, huh?" Angie grinned at me, leaning close.

"What?" I didn't get what she meant at first.

"You know..." She leaned really close and we were sitting high on these stools at the lab bench. " ... Did ya have to fuck him? Or just..."

"What?" I gasped.

Angie was sticking her tongue in her cheek, moving it around while she pumped her right fist close to her mouth. It was pretty disgusting and it made me blush after about three seconds of trying to comprehend it.

"Stop that!" I swallowed hard and looked around but most people seemed to be busy doing their work.

"Hey, I'm just askin' is all," Angie giggled. "You can tell me. I heard about beauty pageants and everything."

"Well, you heard wrong." I stared at her.

"Yeah right!" she snorted. "You weren't even on the list, so how did you get elected Homecoming Queen?"

"I don't know." I frowned. "People just voted for me. Let's do this stuff."

"Fuck that stuff; I did it last year, see?"

Angie slid her notebook over and I guess she had done some stuff in her science class the year before. She had all the results for the tests we were supposed to do, but I didn't exactly trust the notes of a girl who'd failed the class.

"We should do it anyway," I said and started reaching for a glass beaker.

"Whatever." Angie was bored with it. "So ... You find out who's fucking your boyfriends yet?"

"You're so weird Angie." I shook my head, determined to ignore that talk.

"I heard Mark's got a big dick." She leaned on her elbow, slouched to the left and watching me. "Like really big."

"Oh yeah?" I didn't look at her.

"Fucking huge, that's what I heard."

"I don't care."

"It's gonna hurt the first time he fucks you."

"Maybe he won't," I shrugged.

"Yeah, probably not, huh?" Angie giggled. "You're the one who's weird, Steph."

"I'm saving it, so what?"

"It isn't money, it's fun." Angie shifted a little. "You can't save up fun, that's stupid. All you do is miss out on it."

"Maybe it's special." I glanced at her while I waited for my chemicals to change color.

"It is special," Angie agreed.

"Then what's wrong with waiting?"

"Cause it can be special now, dopey!" she laughed at me.

"What do you care if I have sex or not?" I was writing in my notebook.

"I just wanna know if you're ever gonna fuck Mark or not," Angie said, like she was talking about the weather.

"What? Why?"

"Cause he's fucking someone and so he'd probably fuck me, if I asked him real nice." Angie gave me a look. "And if you don't care who he's fucking, then..."

"What?" I said in a low voice. I didn't like this.

" ... I don't want him to be my boyfriend. I ain't gonna steal him or anything. I just want to see how big his dick is."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm just saying I want to fuck him and I figured I'd tell you before I did it, you know." Angie was smiling. "So we can still be friends and stuff."

We were probably pretty lucky that we weren't dissecting something cause I'd have stabbed her, I think. Or most likely not. It was pretty tempting to grab that beaker full of blue vinegar and throw it in her face though. On any other day, I'd have done it. Maybe people believe that, maybe not since it's hard to imagine me doing something like that, but I would have, I swear. I had my fingers around it and I lifted it up a bit, but I was the Homecoming Queen now, and I was going to start a chemical fight in my science class? Not likely.

Maybe my problem is that I'm not impulsive enough. Any other girl in the world would have kicked Angie's ass for talking like that. Telling me she was going to fuck my boyfriend? Like she was doing me a favor? So we could still be friends afterwards? Jesus, you have no idea what that does to a person until it happens to you. I couldn't even breathe and I had to close my eyes and put the beaker down and just nod my head slowly, reminding myself that Angie was just being Angie.

"Well, thanks for telling me," I said, somehow, making it real sarcastic though.

"No problem," Angie giggled. "Hey! I can do Chris too, if you want. He's pretty hot."

I threw the blue vinegar on her stupid pink t-shirt.

"Oops! Oh, shoot..."

"Hey? Bitch!" Angie stared down at herself for a second.

" ... I'm so sorry, God! I didn't ... I just knocked it over!"

"You threw it on me!"

Angie was making a lot of noise, me too as you can imagine, and I was grabbing the roll of paper towels nearby and offering like I was going to help her get cleaned up.

"It was an accident, I'm sorry..."

Everyone was looking and a few kids were laughing and everyone talking, you know. People had to get up and see the disaster and Mr. Vaughn, our science teacher, was coming over, and Angie was super pissed, like she wanted to throw something on me, and I was trying to give her paper towels.

I did a lot of apologizing, not just to Angie, but to Mr. Vaughn as well. He was a young, thirty something, who had moved to the county from New York City with his wife and baby, and a pretty funny guy. I liked him. He liked me too, which once again shows the value of going out of my way to be a good girl. Plus it was my special day, and that didn't hurt, also the fact that Angie was a full blown bad girl, well ... I almost felt bad when it became obvious that her outrageous allegation, that I'd purposefully thrown dangerous blue vinegar on her brand new pink t-shirt, was falling on deaf ears.

"Let's try and be more careful in the future, Stephanie," Mr. Vaughn told me and then looked around the classroom. "Let this be a lesson to all of us; we're in a science lab people...

"I'll get you for this, cunt," Angie said under her breath and she was getting her stuff so she could go to the bathroom and try and clean herself up.

I was fairly certain her t-shirt was ruined forever now. If nothing else she'd smell like pickles all day long, and of course everyone would tell everyone else about how Angie had gotten blue vinegar all over her, and the big scene she'd made, and ... blah blah blah

I'd gotten away with it, at least so far as Mr. Vaughn was concerned, and that was all that mattered. Angie wasn't going to ever be able to 'get me' I didn't think. She had as much chance of getting back at me as she did of fucking one of my boyfriends, which was none at all, in my expert opinion.

That hadn't been the point of it though, since even if Mark did want to fuck her I probably wouldn't have gotten mad about it, well, maybe a little. It's nice to say I wouldn't, but probably I would, I don't know. We did agree though a long time before, that if we wanted sex with someone else it was okay, so long as we were honest about it. But I'd only really tested that once, with Sandy's brother, since Mark had been there when I did Todd. Mark had never tested me though, and the truth was that I didn't want him to.

Anyway, the point was that nobody should ever talk to me the way Angie had, and probably she only thought she could get away with it because I was such a good girl. After Angie left I started thinking maybe I needed to figure out a way to let people know that just because I was so nice and good and popular, it didn't mean people could walk all over me.

But how does a good girl get a bad reputation? And still be good, I mean. That was a toughie, but I started thinking I'd better figure it out.

"Hey..." I caught up with Chris as he was walking into the cafeteria.

"Hi, there you are! I was looking all over..."

"Let's skip lunch," I said softly and don't ask me why.

"What? Why?" Chris wondered, but I didn't have a good answer then, or now.

Chris probably figured it was the thing with Angie, which had gotten around the school fast because it was sort of funny and most people thought Angie ought to get a little vinegar thrown on her anyway. I wasn't avoiding anyone though, at least not because of that.

"Come on. Hurry up..." I'd made up my mind, pretty much in the instant between not seeing and then seeing him. In that split nanosecond between photons reflecting from his cute face, something clicked inside me.

"Where are we going?" Chris was letting me pull him by the hand and we were going to the gym, but I wasn't telling him that.

"Shhhh ... This way, we have to be sneaky."

Maybe it was because I was the Homecoming Queen and I felt bulletproof, so to speak. Like I was invulnerable, like Super Girl, you know? I could do anything on that day and nothing could hurt me. I felt like I was ten feet tall and walking on air.

Or maybe it was because I'd had everyone and their cousin telling me all morning what a good girl I was. What a sweet girl, so innocent and nice and deserving. I was a model for all girls everywhere, or so it seemed to some of those people, teachers and students. I knew I wasn't and so did anyone else with a bit of common sense. Nobody is perfect, certainly not me, so maybe I just wanted to prove it, even if it was only to myself.

I didn't want to be that super good girl all the time.

"In here..." I looked around and the hallway was deserted.

Everyone was either in class, or at lunch. Nobody was around and we were sneaking into the storage room, back stage in the gym. It was big and dark and full of props mostly, and stuff for plays and folding chairs, and mats. There was a big huge pile of thin rubber mats, blue and covered with vinyl. The gym classes used them sometimes, like for rope climbing and stuff. We used them for tumbling too, so we wouldn't bust our heads on the hard floor, you know.

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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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